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xoxo-sarah · 10 days ago

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For Better or For Worse

My Wife part 6

Part 5 | part 7 (TBA)

↝a/n: sorry for taking so long to update, I've had major writer's block. Poll at the end! Please participate!!!

↝pairing: season1!Daryl Dixon x wife!reader

↝warning: usual TWD stuff, not proofread, angst, hangover, drinking wine, yelling, arguing, Daryl wanting to knock Jenner out Cold, existential crisis??? Idk, reader works for CPS (which I found charming considering Daryl's childhood and how he should've been taken away and given a better life), emotional

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|| Disclaimer: I do not own Daryl Dixon, or any character from The Walking Dead. I only own y/n and any characters I create with my own brain. ||

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The scratchy material of the blanket grating against your cheek is what finally woke you up. Your eyes flutter open, eyelashes skimming the top of your cheeks. At first, you were disoriented, probably due to the amount of wine you had had the night prior.

Blinking, you let the memories come back to you. The surrounding, the night before–it all came back to you within a few blinks. Stretching, you stifled a yawn as your eyes trailed down to the cot beside you. It was empty.

“Your hair's always a rat’s nest ‘n the mornin’.” Daryl stood by the bathroom, buttoning his dirty jeans. The belongings of his bag strewn across the floor.

“And your morning breath was always bad.”

He shook his head, hiding a grin as he bent over to dig a shirt out of his bag. You sat up, trying to push the wild hairs down. It didn’t really matter, did it? He’s seen you in far worse condition. Hell, he has seen you soaked in blood with dirt caking your skin. For better or for worse.

Still, a part of you had always wanted to impress him.

Even when you imagined yourself old and grey, you pictured buying a new lipstick just to show it off to him — same with a new blouse.

Your eyes scanned the room as you patted your hair down, seeing your bracelet and the polaroid on the side table. Your ring glinted on your finger. Daryl must have put it back on in the night.

“T-Dog’s makin’ breakfast. Said for us to get ready.”

“Eggs. powdered. But I do ‘em good.” T-Dog brought the hot pan over to the table just as you walked in. You smiled at him as he made eye contact with you. He playfully winked, as Glenn moaned, his hangover feeling like death. “I bet you it can help. Protein helps the hangover.” He plopped eggs on everyone’s plate. He motioned toward the stove, where he sat the eggs down beside a plate of piled bacon.

“Where’d all this come from?” Rick sat by Lori, taking in the food they hadn’t had in so long. He picked up a bottle of medicine, turning it toward his wife. “Can you help me, please?”

“Jenner. He thought we could use it.” She answered, her eyes shooting up to Jacqui, who rubbed Glenn's back and shoulders. “Some of us, at least."

Glenn groaned, “Don't ever, ever, ever let me drink again.”

You grinned, fixing your plate, Daryl following behind you. You had to keep yourself from taking the whole plate of bacon. The smell had nostalgia nipping at your brain.

Shane walked in after. You didn’t glance back, not really caring. In the short time that you’ve known him, he’s been a total dick. Sure, he did what he had to to protect everyone, especially the kids, but he gave off jackass cop vibes. And you’ve seen your fair share of jackass cops. Especially with how Merle used to run around and flee to your house. Cop cars pulled up to your house too many times to count. They were power hungry. Only a few actually took their oath seriously; To Protect and Serve.

“The hell happened to you? Your neck?” T-Dog’s questioning had you looking up, eyes widening at the scratches on Shane's neck.

“Must’a done it in my sleep.”

“Never seen you do that before.” Rick stared across the table.

“Me neither. Not like me at all.”

You walked around the table, smiling back at Carol as she beamed at you.

Jenner walked in, clearing his throat. “Mornin’.”

“Hey, Doc.”

You sat beside Carol, digging into the breakfast. She watched you, eyebrows raised. She leaned closer, whispering in your ear. “It might be the lighting, but you’re glowing.” She grinned, pulling back to glance at Daryl beside you. Her thin eyebrows wiggled as yours furrowed, looking away before she could tell how flustered you were.

“I showered,” you whispered back, looking back at your plate.

“Doctor, I don't mean to slam you with questions first thing-”

“But you will anyway.” Jenner interrupted Dale, fixing himself a cup of coffee.

“We didn’t come here for the eggs.” Andrea voiced. Staring daggers through Jenner. She was a straight-forward woman.

You plopped a piece of bacon in your mouth, having to keep yourself from humming in delight.

You stared up at the screen, watching as it zoomed into the brain, far beyond what you have ever seen. It kept zooming in, kept showing what you couldn’t imagine just by looking at someone on the outside. There aren't words to describe the MRI image in front of you.

That is what powered your every thought, every feeling, every movement. It felt surreal to see all of it, especially when the world beyond the strong walls of the CDC was ruined. There is no wondering what is happening in someone’s brain. College you, who studies psychology, was intrigued. If only for a second.

It didn’t matter, not now. You can’t ask a walker about their feelings when they’re trying to eat the skin off your bones. You hadn’t thought about what the human brain since you finished that class. You didn’t need to. You worked to help children and families have the best possible living environment.

“What are those lights?” Shane wrung his hands, perched on one of the computer chairs. The room smelt sterile but also the air had a weird smell, almost stuffy. That of which happens when the air from outside can’t get in. It would suffocate you if it weren't for the air vents.

“It’s a person’s life–” Jenner started, making you squirm in your seat. “Experiences, memories. It’s everything.” He turned away, staring up in awe. “Somewhere in all that organic wiring, all those ripples of light, is you–the thing that makes you unique. And human.”

Daryl swapped his weight to his other feet, folding his arms over his chest. “You don’t make sense, ever?”

You brought your hand up, rubbing his lower back. But your attention was on Jenner, waiting for his point for this whole thing; why he brought you to this room with all these computers, why he let you in the night prior.

“Those are synapses, electric impulses in the brain that carry all the messages. They determine everything a person says, does, or thinks from the moments of birth to the moment of death.”

“Death?” Rick stepped forward, staring at the doctor. “That’s what this is, a vigil?”

“Yes.” Jenner still stared at the screen in awe. “Or rather the playback of the vigil.”

Andrea gawked, “This person died? Who?”

‘Someone he cared about.’ The thought entered your mind before you could help yourself. It took everything in yourself to not blurt the words. He was showing emotion, even if on a small scale. Blame it on the hangover or what you spent years in your career field doing, inspecting one's emotions. You don't usually look at someone with that much awe if you don't love, or at least care for them.

“Test Subject 19. Someone who was bitten and infected, and volunteered to have us record the process. Vi, scan forward to the first event.”

“Scanning to first event.” Beeping sounded all around the room, from each speaker.

The image quickened, along with the person’s breath. The brain looked very much active, trying to stay alive.

“What is that?!” Glenn gawked.

“It invades the brain like meningitis.” Jenner pointed, “The adrenal glands hemorrhage, the brain goes into shutdown. Then, the major organs.”

The brain went black. The person stopped breathing.

“Then, death.” Jenner looked down. “Everything you ever were or ever will be…gone.”

Andrea bowed her head from your peripheral. There was no doubt she was thinking about her sister, who had such a long life ahead of her.

“Is that what happened to Jim?” Sophia’s small voice questioned, looking up at her mother with wide eyes for an answer.

“Yes.” Carol nodded, frowning down at her daughter.

Andrea inhaled, standing on shaky legs.

“She lost somebody two days ago.” Lori answered Jenner’s inquisitive stare at Andrea. “Her…sister.”

He walked close to Andrea, “I lost somebody too. I know how devastating it is.” He stepped away within a second, as if showing any more emotion would burn him.

“Scan to the second event.”

Vi complied, “Scanning to second event.”

“The resurrection times vary wildly. We have reports of it happening in as little as three minutes. The longest we heard of was eight hours. In the case of this patient, it was two hours, one minute…seven seconds.”

A flicker of light shown in the brain stem, like a tiny flame.

“It restarts the brain?!”

“No,” Jenner shut Lori down, “Just the brain stem. Basically, it gets them up and moving.”

“But, they’re not alive?” Rick walked closer.

Jenner stepped closer, watching Rick. “You tell me.”

Rick shook his head, licking his lip and putting his hands on his hips, “It’s nothing like before. Most of that brain is dark.”

“Dark, lifeless, dead. The frontal lobe, the neocortex, the human part–that doesn’t come back. The you part. Just a shell, driven by mindless instinct.”

Before you knew it, a bright blue light flashed and there was a clear hole in the person’s head. They were shot.

“God!” Carol winced, “What was that?”

Andrea looked at Jenner, “He shot his patient in the head. Didn’t you?”

Jenner ignored her, “Vi, power down the main screen and the workstations.”

“Powering down main screen and workstations.”

“You have no idea what it is, do you?” Andrea followed Jenner, folding her arms over her chest.

“It could be microbial, viral, parasitic, fungal.”

“Or the wrath of God?” Jacqui shook her head, voice shaky.

“There is that.”

Your posture gave out, head falling into your hands. This was all too much, yet not enough at the same time.

You came here for answers, sure. But a warm bed, no threat to your lives, that sounded better. Even if that was selfish. It was clear Jenner wasn’t giving you any answers, not any you wanted to hear.

The wine from last night sounds so good right now.

Andrea wasn’t about to give up. “Somebody must know something. Somebody, somewhere!”

“There are others, right? Other facilities?” Carol questioned.

“There may be some. People like me.”

Rick sighed, “But you don’t know?” he squinted his eyes, “How can you not know?”

Too many questions. Too early in the morning.

“Everything went down,” Jenner answered as if that were obvious. “Communications, directives-all of it. I’ve been in the dark for almost a month.”

“So it’s not just here. There’s nothing left anywhere? Nothing?” Andrea countered, “That’s what you’re really saying, right?”

The air shifted, somehow becoming more stale. Daryl ran his hand over his face in irritation. The stress snaked around his muscles just like they had out there. The crease between his brows was back. “Man, I’ma get shitfaced drunk again.” He palms dug into his eye sockets until he saw dots. He leaned against the desk that you sat at.

“Dr, Jenner, I know this has been taxing for you and I hate to ask one more question, but…that clock-” Dale pointed at the big clock adjacent to you. 01:00:01. The numbers were in bold red. 01:00:00. “It’s counting down.” 00:59:59. “What happens at zero?” 00:59:58.

“The basement generators-they run out of fuel.”

00:59:57.

“And then?”

00:59:56.

Jenner ignored Rick, so the latter turned toward the screen, “Vi, what happens when the power runs out?”

00:59:55.

“When the power runs out, facility-wide decontamination will occur.”

You looked away from the clock, glancing at Daryl who still leaned on the desk beside you. He turned toward you.

As soon as you got back to the room, you began cleaning up. The clothes Daryl threw or let fall out of his bag were quickly picked up and stored. Daryl sat on the cot, nursing a new bottle of alcohol. He didn’t pay attention to what you were doing, not even questioning it. Maybe he thought you were just cleaning up, trying to ease your mind with the information you were given. You just saw an MRI of a person getting shot in the head. Well, a walker, at the time of getting shot. It didn’t help. You still saw a bullet puncture a skull.

The bustling in the room came to a halt, the lights flickering until it became completely dark. Daryl grumbled, coming to a stand. He stumbled to the door, bottle in hand. Opening the door, you could see the lights in the hallway were still on. Each door opened, everyone peeking their heads out.

“Why is the air off?”

“A-and the lights in our room?”

You stuck your head out of the doorway from behind Daryl.

“What’s going on? Why is everything turned off?”

Jenner swooped down, grabbing the neck of wine in your husband’s hand.

Daryl’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Energy use is being prioritized.” Lori, Carol, and Daryl began following Jenner.

“Air isn’t a priority?” Dale threw his arms up. “And lights?”

Jenner took a swig of the wine, “It’s not up to me. Zone 5 is shutting itself down.”

“Hey! Hey, what the hell does that mean?” Daryl sped up, falling in stride with the doctor. “Hey, man, I'm talking to you! What do you mean it's shutting itself down? How can a building do anything?”

“You’d be surprised.” Jenner’s voice was monotone, like he had better stuff to do than listen to Daryl, much less answer any of his questions. You sped up, following behind Daryl.

Lori yelled after her husband when they ran out from under the stairs, coming from the room where the generators were.

Rick met Jenner at the bottom of the steps, “Jenner, what’s happening?” He began walking backward when Jenner rounded on him.

“The system is dropping the nonessential use of power.”

“What the hell does that mean? Can you please just stop talking in hieroglyphics?! You’re really pissing me off.” Your cheeks burned, frustration bubbling in your veins. This was all too much.

Jenner glanced back at you. “It’s designed to keep the computers running to the last possible second. That started as we approached the half-hour mark.” He explained, pointing with the glass bottle in his hand. His white coat flowed and fluttered as he walked further into the room, to the computer area. “Right on schedule.” He walked to one of the desks, leaning against it and taking a huge swig of the wine.

As Jenner lifted the bottle to his lips, Daryl glared from beside the doctor, yanking the bottle back after he took a swig.

“It was the French.” Jenner stated randomly.

“What?” Andrea questioned, stepping closer.

“They were the last ones to hold out, as far as I know. While our people were bolting out the doors, and committing suicide in the hallways, they stayed in the labs ‘til the end. They thought they were close to a solution.”

“What happened?” Jacqui asked, brows furrowed.

Jenner rolled his shoulders, “The same thing that’s happening here. No power grid. Ran out of juice. The world runs on fossil fuel. I mean, how stupid is that?” He chuckled darkly. He was the only one finding any amusement in the moment.

Shane hauled himself up on the platform, going after Jenner. “Let me tell you somethi-” He gritted his teeth, only stopping when Rick physically held him back.

“To hell with it, Shane. I don’t even care-Lori, grab our things. Everybody, get your stuff. We’re getting out of here, now!”

Everyone shuffled back, turning to run back up to the rooms you had just had the best sleep you’ve had in 2 months.

Before you could move even 5 feet, a blaring alarm went off, sending pain through your skull.

Carl looked up at his father, “What’s that?”

Rick opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off by Vi: “30 minutes to decontamination."

Red lights violently flashed overhead,

“Doc? What’s going on, Doc?!”

Shane ushered everyone away. “Everybody, y’all heard RIck. Get your stuff and let’s go!

Before you could move, a hissing sound came from the door, right before it clanged shut.

“Did you just lock us in?” Glenn gawked at Jenner, turning to everyone, only to get the same reaction. “He just locked us in.”

Jenner ignored the noise behind him, beginning to record on one of the computers. He began talking to the camera, saying some nonsense.

Everyone panicked. Lori and Carol held their children tight. Everyone was looking at each other, begging for an answer.

Daryl glanced at you, pacing as you fidgeted with your fingers at your side, a nervous habit.

The kids were just as frantic as the adults. The air was thick.

Daryl stepped on the platform, moving like he was on a mission. “You son of a bitch!”

“Shane!” Rick pointed at Daryl.

“You locked us in here!” Daryl roared, as Shane and a few of the others went after him, telling, begging him to stop. He kept cursing at Jenner, growling when Shane picked him off the ground and moved him away.

You stood, shocked. You had never seen him so angry, so devoted to getting his hands on someone to hurt them.

T-Dog looked at you for help. You blinked yourself out of the trance, making eye contact with Daryl, before moving in front of him. “Stop. Hey-Stop!” His actions weren't not justified, but it was not the time. Everyone was terrified, the kids were scared and confused. “Daryl, there are kids and you’re scaring them-”

“They’re scared ‘cause they’re locked in ‘ere! Cause of him-”

“You’re not making it any better!”

His nostrils flared, turning his glare to the doctor, who was in his own world. He didn’t seem to care what was happening simply because he let you in the night before.

Rick walked away from the locked doors, eyes stern. “Hey, Jenner, open the door, now.”

“There’s no point.” The doctor finally looked up, fixing his coat. “Everything topside is locked down. The emergency exits are sealed.”

“Well open the damn things!”

You turned, dragging your hands down your face, leaving them covering your mouth. Darryl huffed and puffed from behind you.

“That’s not something I control. The computers do. I told you, once that front door closed, it wouldn’t open again. You heard me say that. It’s better this way.”

“What is?” Rick stepped closer, glancing at the clock, counting down. “What happens in 28 minutes?”

Jenner turned back to the keyboard.

Shane rolled his lips in frustration, nostrils flaring. He smacked the desk, emitting a loud sound that had Sophia flinching.

Rick repeated himself, “What happens in 28 minutes?!” His patients with the doctor were running thin.

Jenner abruptly stood, being toe-to-toe with Rick, “You know what this place is?!” He bellowed, spit flying out of his mouth. ”We protect the public from very nasty stuff!” He moved toward Shane, spitting the words in Shane’s face, “Weaponized smallpox!” The doctor began listing off everything he protected from the public. “Ebola strains that could wipe out half the country. Stuff you don’t want getting out, ever!” His face was a deep red when he finally closed his mouth.

Everyone stared at him. It’s all any of you could do.

“Stop-!” You rolled your lips between your teeth in frustration, trying to soften your voice. You had noticed every time Sophia would flinch when his voice raised. “Stop yelling. You’re scaring the kids.”

Jenner looked at you, his eye twitching, like you were the crazy one. “They shouldn’t be.” His voice was eerily calm this time around. He sat back down, fixing his coat again. “In the event of a catastrophic power failure- in a terrorist attack- for example. H.I.T.s are deployed to prevent any organisms from getting out.”

You kept looking back at the kids, ignoring most of the words coming from Jenner. Their worry was evident. It had become easier to read children’s emotions, even ones they didn’t understand themselves. You tried to understand the family dynamic, if the kids were in the right situation. But this instance was different. It wasn’t a CPS case. It wasn’t a file put on your desk, or a profile sent to your computer. This was happening. There was no way out. You couldn't help these kids out of this shitshow.

Your breathing became shallow, your chest beginning to cave in.

“H.I.T.s?” Rick questioned.

Jenner broke the intense eye contact battle between the two. “Vi, define.”

“H.I.T.s- high-impulse-thermobaric fuel-air explosives consist of a two-stage aerosol ignition that produces a blast wave of significantly greater power and duration than any known explosive except nuclear.” Vi fulfilled, as everyone stood in shock; in fear.

The building would explode in 27 minutes, 42 seconds.

Carol brought Sophia into her arms, holding her tight, like Carol could use her super-mom strength to stop the explosion. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, a sob shuddering her entire body.

Carl stared up at his parents, looking desperately for an answer to all this. He even glanced at Shane, who he had grown closer to since his dad was yanked away from him.

Your hands slowly fell from your face. Daryl stepped toward Jenner, a fury behind his eyes. Daryl wasn’t fond of everyone in the room, but they were still people. People who welcomed every new survivor they had run across. These people had lives to live. There were kids that deserved a childhood.

You-God, you.

There didn’t seem to be a thought behind your eyes as he looked back at you. Your arms were limp at your sides, face void of any emotion. You looked older in this light, wrinkles on shown, frown prominent.

You had spent the last five years of your life helping families, only to be stuck in a room with all these people, who were starting to feel like your own family.

He just got you back.

How was he supposed to stop what was to come? He couldn’t stop an explosion. This wasn’t what either of you imagined when you vowed ��‘til death do you part”. You were supposed to grow grey and old. You were supposed to watch your kids grow up and start lives of their own. You were supposed to be the cool grandparents. Daryl would take the kids hunting, teach them how to fix cars and bikes. He would do anything for the people he loves.

“The vacuum-pressure effect ignites the oxygen at about 5,000° and 6,000° and is useful when the greatest loss of life and damage to structures is desired.” Vi concluded.

“It sets the air on fire.” Jenner said, emotionless. “No pain. An end to sorrow, grief,...regret. Everything.”

Daryl jumped toward the doctor, emotions running rapidly. You didn’t move to stop him, instead, your arms wrapped around your body, trying to find any comfort within yourself.

You were all going to die.

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yyokkki · 1 year ago

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Riddle Rosehearts

A former city boy who ran away from home after refusing to become a doctor like his mother was.

Actually works as a lawyer at a small firm in the nearest town. He commutes by car and it's only a 30 minute drive with minimal traffic (thank god cuz his road rage is abysmal) but he works remotely on most days.

Is often found at the town saloon (the community centre after you fix it!) holding tea parties with Trey, Cater, Ace and Deuce or at the local library.

Loved Gifts: Strawberry Tart, Fairy Rose, Ruby, Universal Loves

"...Oh! Ahem, thank you farmer. Expect a return gift in the mail soon."

Hated Gifts: Eel, Clay, Royal Sword Cola, Universal Hates

"Ugh! This is unacceptable!"

Trey Clover

The local baker! His family runs a bakery in the city and he moved to NRV on his own to open another branch of Clover's Confectionaries.

He says the fertile soil and rich foragables make it the perfect place to gather ingredients on his own.

Rumour has it he runs a backdoor business for specialty toothpastes.

Is often found at the town saloon serving his pastries for Riddle's parties or at his bakery tending to his mini garden at the back.

Loved Gifts: Limestone, Pearl, Candied Violets, Universal Loves

"Thanks farmer! How did you know I needed this? ...I don't owe you anything, right?"

For Limestone and Pearl: "This is perfect! Now, to extract the calcium carbonate..." (Yes, for toothpaste)

Hated Gifts: Broken Glasses, Mustard, Universal Hates

"Oh... Uh... Thanks?"

Cater Diamond

A social media influencer and former travel blogger.

Used to travel a lot but decided to settle at NRV. He claims it's because the scenery and people are 'cute'.

Occasionally will go to the city with Kalim and Lilia to perform and hold concerts.

Is in a band with Kalim and Lilia, plays the guitar.

Is often found at the town saloon with Riddle, Trey, Ace and Deuce or in the town square chatting up the other residents.

Loved Gifts: Spicy Ramen, Diamond, Universal Loves

"Aww, you shouldn't have! #lucky #cutefarmer"

Hated Gifts: Anything Sweet, Clay, Universal Hates

"Aww, thanks but no thanks. #lame"

Ace Trappola

The local carpenter! Stays at Night Raven Valley with his older brother who he learned all his tricks from (bad and good).

Loves causing trouble and playing harmless pranks on the other residents (Deuce is his biggest victim), good at magic tricks too.

Plays basketball on sunny Saturdays with Jamil and Floyd.

The first character you meet, who was assigned with fixing up Ramshackle Farm. Shit talks your farm right to your face and holds no remorse.

Is often found at the town saloon at Riddle's tea parties or at the back on the arcade machines.

Loved Gifts: Cherry Pie, Cherry, Royal Sword Cola, Universal Loves

"Dwoes the wittle farmer have a crush on me~ Ack, I'm kidding!"

Hated Gifts: Clay, Oyster, Universal Hates

"Gross! Do you hate me or something??"

Deuce Spade

The local mechanic/handyman! He's self taught and lives with his mom, Dylla Spade who handles the deliveries in town.

Used to be a delinquent but has since turned a new leaf.

His passion project is modding the hell out of his motorcycle and hitting the roads.

Goes on runs with Jack every sunny Wednesday.

Volunteers at the Adventurer's Guild and takes requests from the board for security as his goal is to become a full time officer in the future.

Is often found at the town saloon at Riddle's tea parties or at the back getting obliterated by Ace in Junimo Cart.

Loved Gifts: All Eggs (Except Void Egg), Omelette, Battery Pack, Universal Loves

"Farmer! I knew you were a real one!"

For Battery Pack: "Thanks dude! I needed this for the finishing touches..."

Hated Gifts: Void Egg, Juice (He drinks it, it just reminds him of Ace), Bell Pepper, Universal Hates

"Hah? Oh, I thought you were pickin' a fight..."

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14dayswithyou · 2 years ago

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💖 Day 3 Updates! 💖

If you haven't already joined da 14DWY Discord, here are all of the Day 3 screenshots I've shared over the past months!

⇢ More under the cut!!

💖 General updates! 💖

(Some updates here are a continuation of this post!)

Translations have been put on hold until I push out more content for the game.

Most of the spites have received a few minor adjustments to (hopefully) fix the art inconsistency issue.

There will be another woohoo scene in Day 3... The 14 Nights With You DLC is slowly turning into a reality.....

You will be able to invite the cast to your apartment (or visit a few of them!) to hang out one-on-one 💗

I created a new and improved "relationship screen"! Now you can see the status and affinity meter of the cast more clearly.

To all of the 2017 Ren enjoyers… I see you I hear you I feel you 💕 Enjoy having the option to choose Ren's hair length now hehe

I changed up some of the UI so that the overall theme is more consistent.

There's now a new Dead End, a Fox Ren easter egg, and updated CG art to match Ren's hairstyle!

Still no ETA yet on when the beta version will be released to the public >.< But Discord "Server Boosters" currently have access to the beta build!

💖 Day 3 Beta Build! 💖

As a way to show my gratitude towards those who choose to boost the 14DWY server, I've decided to release the Day 3 beta build for them to test out! Because of them, we're able to have over 200 emote slots, a custom banner, and a vanity link!! I appreciate y'all very much!

I also don't have a specific date in mind, but once I'm satisfied with all of the feedback + bug fixes, I'll release Day 3 for everyone else to play. So no need to boost the server!! Feel free to wait until I release it to the public (which should be soon >:3).

Thank you all again for your endless patience and support!! ♡

#🖤 — updates.#💖 — 14 days with queue.#14 days with you #14dwy #Queued posts will return soon as well!!#I'll also try to reblog/retweet all of the 14dwy fan-content once I have some free time ^^

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empress-simps · 1 year ago

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Foolish Heart

Pairing: James Potter x Fem! Reader CW: James being oblivious to reader’s feelings, Sirius teasing, and as always- language. (1.7k words) Summary: You’ve had the biggest crush on James ever since you can remember, so imagine how hard it is to see your best friend since diapers pine over Lily Evans. The other Marauders decided to make James realize who he truly likes all along.

Note: I was listening to Hozier’s (my love) “Almost (Sweet Music)” When I suddenly thought of this idea randomly, soooooo yeah, enjoy! My updates might be slower now since I have school, but my requests/asks are still open if anyone wants to talk to me! I'd still be active on Tumblr : )

Be still, my foolish heart. Don’t ruin this on me.

It was your mantra, every time you saw James. Everything he did was perfect in your eyes; the way he hummed, eyes twinkling as he thought of a plan on how to execute their pranks, down to the way he laughed. It was heavenly, dancing around the air, lingering- as if a beautiful melody waiting to be heard by you.

And yet, you were a silent audience, watching from a far distance as he basks in the glow of Lily Evans.

Lily. The name itself was a symphony, a haunting refrain that echoed in the back of your mind. She was everything you weren’t, couldn’t be—confident, radiant, and effortlessly captivating. Her hair, a cascade of fiery red, framed her face like a halo. And James? Well, he was her devoted troubadour, strumming his heartstrings to the rhythm of her laughter.

He was hypnotized by Lily’s glow; and you were fixed on his warmth. His laughter was like sunlight filtering through leaves, warming the coldest corners of your aching and bitter heart. You wondered if he knew the ache of unrequited love—the way it makes you feel like you’re drowning in heartache, making you gasp for air.

You’d known James since you were in nappies, a strong bond forming from cheeky smiles, little adventures, empty promises, bruised knees, and grass-stained bottoms. Childhood friends; both of you are inseparable. But, unknowingly to the bespectacled boy, you slowly saw him in a different light, making you crave more about what your current relationship with him is.

James was the sun, and you were the moon—forever caught in his orbit, but never close enough to touch.

You watched as he stumbled over his words, trying to impress Lily with Quidditch tales and his pranks. And you? You were the silent observer, scribbling poems in the margins of your potions textbook.

As you settled in your usual seat next to James in the great hall, Sirius grinned, a mischievous glint evident in his eyes. “Sit beside me, pretty girl!” He pulled you next to him, slinging an arm around your shoulder as he grabbed an apple and handed it to you. “Good morning to you too, Paddie.” You rolled your eyes playfully, obliging and sitting next to the long-haired boy and grabbing your favorite fruit from his grasp.

Remus, the ever observant one out of the group knowingly looks at Sirius as if to say, ‘I know what you’re doing’. Peter only mumbled a ‘good morning’ before going back to shoving his breakfast in his mouth, blissfully unaware of the brewing tension.

James frowned; he didn’t like the change. Not. One. Bit.

This was new- you not sitting beside him? Can someone pinch him right now since the sod thinks he might be dreaming.

James kept his mouth shut, although he couldn’t help but glance every now and then at you and Sirius chatting across the table, sporting a frown as he stabbed the eggs with a rather excessive force before showing the food on his mouth. Of course, his actions didn’t go unnoticed in the eyes of Sirius Black.

“Something wrong, Prongs?” he asked, not even bothering to hide the grin on his face as he leaned in. Never once did James think he would like to see Sirius’ smirk wiped off his face.

“Y/n sits beside me.” His jaw clenched.

You tried your best to act nonchalantly, fighting off the blush forming in your cheeks as you felt the all too familiar butterflies in your stomach.

Ah, the heartache in those words—the unspoken longing. Remus had seen it before, masked behind his bravado. James Potter, the mischief-maker, the Quidditch star, the one who chased after Lily Evans with unwavering determination. But the werewolf knew better. He saw the way he looked at you when he thought no one was watching. The way his laughter softened when you were near. The way he defended you even when you didn’t need defending.

“So? Make Red sit beside you or something.” Sirius raised a brow. You looked at Sirius with a confused look on your face, just what was up with him today?

Red. Lily Evans. The one who James practically confesses his undying love for every week. You know damn well you were not Red, and that you will never be Red.

You were Y/n- the one who held his hand when he was scared of the dark, who followed him on little adventures throughout Potter Manor when you were kids, and the one who exchanged secrets with him with hushed whispers under the moonlit skies.

But being the sod he is, he did. He had hurt you again without even knowing as he invited Lily next to him.

It went on for several weeks, each passing day hurt more than the last. It seemed like he was slowly becoming out of your reach, but Sirius was there, offering you support, and secretly trying to make James realize that he’d been hopelessly in love with you ever since the beginning of time.

The unspoken tension between you grew thicker. Sirius and the others watched, amused and exasperated. Remus, the wise one, shared knowing glances with you. Peter, ever loyal, tried to be mediator between James’s heart and his head.

Then it finally happened, James couldn’t handle it anymore. He cracked.

You were the fresh air he takes in, the anchor that keeps him still, a constant presence in his life. James Potter knew it would hurt if you weren’t by his side, but Merlin- he didn’t know it would hurt this much. He wants you- he needs you.

One stormy night in the Gryffindor Common room was the time he decided to tell you what’s going on in his mind. It was the perfect timing, really. Only him, you and the other Marauders were present in the room, the other students already headed to the dorms, as it was almost curfew.

James sighed, finally standing, and walking towards your direction, his eyes were vulnerable. “Y/n,” he began, voice trembling as he stumbles over his words. “I’ve been an idiot.”

You hummed in agreement, trying to look busy as you reread the last sentence over and over in the page of your book, “That’s not new, Potter.”

“Lily—she’s not the one I want. It’s always been you.”

It felt like the whole world stopped, the fire that was roaring suddenly stilled, your friends sat silently, frozen in shock. All you can hear is your heart thumping loudly in your chest.

James’ gaze bore into yours, his eyes searching for a response. His hand trembled where it reached for yours, holding it tightly, fearing you'd pull away from his touch.

“James, what? If this is some kind of ploy to play with me-“

“Y/n,” he said, his voice raw, “I’ve loved you since we were kids. I was a bloody fool to deny it every time I see you."

“James,” you whispered, your throat tight, “what about Lily?”

He cupped your face, his thumb brushing your cheek as he chuckled lightly "Evans had noticed it even before I did. Said I was a knobhead for not realizing sooner." he said.

James’s gaze softened. “You’re the girl who followed me on little adventures, who defended me during Quidditch matches, who knows my deepest fears and silliest dreams. I was fucking terrified to ruin our friendship just because I saw you more than my best friend.”

Biting your lip, you felt the all-too-familiar tears pricking your eyes. His confession made your insides warm, fuzzy, and light. You never told him how you truly felt- keeping it to yourself as you watched him chase after Lily, being supportive of him even though it kills you inside. You could deal with that; you’d be happy as long as James would be happy. Even if it’s with Lily.

Although, he was here, in front of you. Telling you that he also loves you, that he hadn’t realized it until years after.

“James, you were never just a best friend to me.” You whispered, “I was scared- terrified that you would never see me in the way that I saw you. I didn’t tell you because I would rather love you in the sidelines rather than lose you altogether.”

James’ eyes softened, he leaned closer to you; his forehead touching yours, his breath fanning your lips as he smiled softly. “I wouldn’t let you do that now, you’d be in the center of my life, where you belong.”

He placed his hand gently on your back, pulling you closer to him. “Let’s not waste any more time, yeah? We already did that for most of our years already.” James didn’t wait for you to reply when he leaned down and kissed you, cupping your face gently.

Neither of you heard your friends cheering, the fire crackling, or the rain tapping out your window.

In that moment, it felt as if you and James were the only ones in the world, you were in your own little bubble of happiness. Both of you had foolish hearts, and it had finally found each other after years and years of looking.

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