#I got permission for angst so now suffer~

[skyeslittlecorner]

Some headcanons about Mc who suddenly leaves hell without anyone knowing (no notice (?) too, i mean not saying anything about their leaving).

I imagine that the kings have separation anxiety (hohoho love some angst stuff here 😈), but kinda wonder what's gonna happen when MC returned?

I feel allowed, and even encouraged, for some yummy angst~ We will switch order a little this time. And I *may* be a *little* biased, don't mind me.

꧁:･ ✡ ･:꧂

Leviathan tries to live without you as he did before he met you, but it's not the same. When you finally show up, he wants to hang you. But what if you leave again? No. He won't allow it. From now on, you are under constant surveillance. You're not even allowed to go to the bathroom alone (no, there's no negotiation.) He's lost too much to lose you too.

Beelzebub won't even know you're gone. You would have to literally disappear from under his nose during sex, well, a date too. In such a scenario, he would be furious. You wouldn't come back because he would find you; he has a whole army of clones, a lot of time, willingness and knowledge of the whole world geography. He would even snatch you back from heaven. Afterward, when he had you in his arms, he would think it was quite a lot of fun. But don't do that again.

Mammon has already ordered mourning in Tartaros, a huge site has been built for the construction of your own mausoleum. Have you seen the Taj Mahal? This is a dollhouse in comparison to the plans for your posthumous palace. But you're back, and you're alive! Or at least you're still alive, because Mammon is hugging you so much that nothing is certain. Now that you're back, maybe you want a huge palace to live in? He will do anything you want. Just don't leave, Master. Of course, you can do whatever you want, but... he will do anything to make you *not* want to leave.

Satan

It feels... so quiet here. So alone. His beautiful country shambles in ruin, his strong people lose their heart. He, as a king, must stay strong, but with every soldier bleeding out on the pavement, every devil loosing their limbs, every child losing parents his own will crush slowly. All he wanted to do was to help them. To make their lives easier. To take their pain and bear it himself.

"...prise, Your Majesty?"

Satan lowered the bazooka from his shoulder. His gaze was as empty as the sky beneath them. All the angels disappeared in a powerful explosion.

There was a ray of hope for Gehenna, for him, or rather... have been. But Descendant of Solomon disappeared. He looked for you everywhere. Trashed half of Mammon's palace, tore down Leviathan's ropes, damn it, he even found Beelzebub wandering around the pubs and shook all the information out of him. But nobody knew anything. He almost started a war with other countries and didn't care at all. This helplessness weighed was heavy inside him like a boulder.

"Your Majesty?"

Slowly, day by day, hour after hour, he was losing his strength. His will. Not to fight, but to live. This made him become quieter and angrier. Except for Sitri, all the nobles began to move out of his way. This only fueled his spiral of madness. He didn't sleep at night. Just fight, work and drink. If he didn't keep his mind occupied, the black void would fuel his wrath, and they had had to deal with his outbursts often enough. They were so strong that sometimes the entire castle lost consciousness.

Nothing helped anyway.

He was the king, he couldn't just leave it all behind and die. Even if he wanted to.

"Satan!"

"What."

Satan. His name. Nobody but you called his name here... He looked around frantically, but they were alone. Sitri tried to wake him up, it seems. His henchman looked concerned. It's annoying. So annoying. And he didn't mean Sitri's concern, but his own ridiculous behavior. Was it so obvious that he was worried again? He gritted his teeth and turned on his heel, heading to the hospital to assess the damage.

"Listen to me, won't you? I have significant information."

"If it doesn't concern them, I don't care."

"It does."

Satan stopped in his tracks and wanted to punch him. But this time with a hint of hope.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

He did, but that wasn't the point now.

"They are waiting for you at the hospital. At least freshen up a bit before you…"

But Satan wasn't listening anymore. He ran towards the tents and tore the curtains, looking around like crazy. Only the touch of a hand on his shoulder stopped his hectic search. The voice that came poured into his emptiness, sweet and thick as honey. A familiar, beloved voice.

"It's okay, I'm back. I missed you too."

He couldn't answer, physically he just wasn't able to do it. There was a lump stuck in his throat. Stiff as a rock, he didn't want to turn around. What if this is a dream? A sweet delusion? But someone hugged him from behind, and hugged him tightly. Illusion couldn't do it.

He turned and hugged you, sliding to his knees. Kisses, caresses, love, he wanted to give you everything so that you wouldn't disappear. He needed you. His eyes were dry, but he felt like he was going to melt himself.

"Never do that again." Hoarse voice sounded like a threat, but both of you knew that it was out of love. "Never. Leave. Me. Again."

"I'm sorry." Your heart broke seeing him on his knees. "I won't."

"Promise."

You crouched down and grabbed his chin to finally look into his red eyes. For the first time since you left, hope sparked in them.

"I promise that I will never leave you, and if I do, I will always come back to you."

From now on, he won't let you out of his sight even for a moment. Not after you made him a promise that finally ignited his will to live.

PS. Try to disappear from him for a second, and he will shove Zagan's talisman up your ass.

[mapiforpresident]

can you please write prompt 20 alexia putellas?

Please Don't Leave Me

Alexia x reader

warnings: angst, car crash

Summary: you get into a car accident with your sister Ingrid.

I just want to say that I have zero medical knowledge so a lot of this is probably inaccurate.

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Alexia had just got done with the last drill of the day and was walking towards the locker room laughing with Lucy about something Narla had did the other day. When she stepped into the locker room though, she immediately knew something was wrong.

Mapi was standing by her cubby shock on her face and her phone shattered at her feet.

"Mapi, maps, hey what happened," Alexia said as she went over and pulled her best friend into a tight hug. Mapi immediately started sobbing into her shoulder.

"Ing... Ingrid..." Mapi let out between choked sobs. Alexia's heart sank and she too started to spiral. If something had happened to Ingrid, then something must have also happened to you. The two of you had left practice just thirty minutes ago because you were invited to talk at a charity event across town and Ingrid had been given permission by Jona to go with you as support.

"Mapi, what happend to Ingrid," Lucy asked since she knew Alexia would not be able to get the words out. At this point the whole team was dead silent in the locker room, but most of them kept back to give the women space. Lucy, being the caring person she was though, decided to take charge of the situation and try to help her teammates in whatever capacity she could.

"Crash... she ... car crash." Those were the only words Alexia heard before she fully broke down, hand covering her mouth trying to muffle the sobs. If Mapi was full on hyperventilating right now that means the doctors news was not good at all and that the crash was very very serious.

"Ok, ok lets get to the hospital and we will find out all the information when we get there ok," Lucy said as she started to guide Mapi out of the locker room and towards her car. Ona walked with Alexia. Lucy guided Mapi and Alexia into the backseat as Ona got in the drivers seat of the Cupra.

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The drive only took ten minutes, but it felt like a lifetime for Alexia. As soon as Ona had pulled into a parking spot, Alexia and Mapi were sprinting into the hospital

"Y/n and Ingrid Engen. They were in a car crash, are they ok, can we see them ..." Alexia rushed out to the receptionist at the ER desk.

"Ma'am slow down please, you said Engen?" Mapi and Alexia both frantically nodded.

"Ok let's see. It says here that Ingrid Engen and Y/n Engen were admitted thirty minutes ago after a car crash. Let me go get the doctor and she will update you whenever she can ok. Why don't you both go take a seat and she should be with you shortly."

"No I need to know if she is ok, can you please just tell me anything," Alexia begged the nurse as Lucy and Ona now entered. Mapi was just standing there not really knowing what to say or do.

"Let's go sit down right over here ok. The doctor will come and talk to us in a minute," Lucy said as she guided Alexia to sit down in one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs. Ona did the same with Mapi.

Twenty slow minutes passed before the doctor finally walked out with a clipboard. "Family of y/n and Ingrid Engen."

Mapi and Alexia burst out of their seats and approached the doctor.

"How are they. Are they ok. What happened?" Alexia asked frantically.

"They were in a pretty bad crash. The were hit by a drunk driver head on going the wrong way down the road. Y/n got the brunt of the hit."

At this Alexia broke out into a new sob as Mapi wrapped her arms around her.

"They are both alive, but Y/n was in critical condition but currently stable. She suffered severe head trauma and a brain bleed as well as four broken ribs, a fractured collar bone, a fractured pelvic bone and a large gash on the left side of her face that needed stitches. We currently have her placed under a medically induced coma to try and help her body and swelling go down before we operate on her tomorrow. Ingrid on the other hand is awake and alert. She suffered a minor concussion, a broken wrist and elbow on her right arm and some bruising on her abdomen. She is in room 372 if you would like to go visit her. Y/n is in room 373 and you can see her if you want during today's visiting hours, but I would like to advise you that she has many tubes connected to her and she is going to look very different. If you have any questions I will be in to check on them both in thirty minutes ok."

After the doctor walked away, Mapi asked "Do you want to go see y/n, or do you want to stop and visit Ingrid first?"

"I... I want to see y/n. I need to see her." Alexia finally took a step out of Mapi's embrace and took a couple deep breaths. You were stable. You weren't gone.

"Ok, I'll be in Ingrid's room if you need anything ok." With that they both walked to their respective wives hospital rooms.

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Alexia had never seen you look so small and so unlike you. You were normally loud and outgoing and the life the party. Now you were laying in the hospital bed not even able to breath on your own. There were so many wires and tubes and an IV. She didn't even know where to look.

She slowly walked over to the chair next to the bed and sat down. She very gently took your fragile hand in her own. She kissed it softly before breaking down again. Ale leaned her head against the edge of the bed and sobbed until she had no more tears. She sat there for over an hour crying and clingy to your hand before she decided to speak.

"Amor please, please come back to me, I can't lose you. I... I haven't told anybody this yet. I was going to tell you tonight. I had it all planned out. I...it worked amor... I'm pregnant... we are going to be moms. I took the test this morning while you were still sleeping. I can't wait to become parents together. You need to pull through for me y/n, I can't do this without you. I love you. I love you so much."

Little did Alexia know that you could hear her entire speech. This immediately sparked your heart rate because of the news she told you. Alexia heard loud beeping fill the room as the heart rate monitor started becoming more rapid. The doctor and nurses immediately rushed into the room as one of the led Alexia out of the room. Alexia felt like she couldn't breath. She couldn't move, she couldn't think.

"I'm really sorry ma'am" Was all she heard the doctor say a couple minutes later as she stepped out of the room before all she heard was ringing in her ears and her heart completely shatter.

[kaivenom]

A bad night

Summary: you start feeling a pressure on your chest, suffering from it you begin to walk thru the halls of the submarine until you get to the door of your captain.

Pairing: Trafalgar Law x reader

Warnings: anxiety, little bit of angst, fluff

A/N: my first imagine in this blog, i'm excited to begin the new journey.

Masterlist

There was again, that heavy feeling on your chest, the feeling that kept you from spleeping at night and made you think bad things. You couldn't be in your room anymore time or madness will take over you. Maybe it was for being in a submarine for a long time, its a new experience, being a pirate wasn't new but being underwater felt definetly different. The walls feel like they are pressuring you, trying to trap you without air, without even knowing, you were in front of the door of your captain.

You two had a good relationship but you are not sure to confirm you were friends. But even with that fears, here you are, at his door. Shyly you knocked on the door and hear from the other side a muttered permission to get in. Law was sitting on his chair, surrounded by papers and books from all forms and sizes. The pressure on your chest decreased and at the same time went bigger from the view of him, its impossible to describe it, even to yourself. He didnt even look up at you while entering the room, to absorbed into his studies, aparently. You dont know if speak or just sit, its like you arent even there, the pressure goes up.

"Why are you here? at this time of the night?" he flipped the pages slowly.

"i dont feel really good," after hearing that, he started to look for some medical devices and got up from the chair to force you to sit on the bed before sitting himself.

"Whats the matter?" his voice sounded worried, starting to check you up.

"It's not physical, it's more..." you pointed at your chest, trying to talk but the knot on your throat makes you want to cry.

"I see," his eyes changed, like sadness or even understanding and put his hand upon yours on the chest, "i know what it feels like, i had that type of feeling from time to time," his body it's really close now, his warmth it's almost burning you but that avoids you from being crushed by the pressure, "since very little, sometimes its reasonable when you know the reason but when it happens without apparent reason, then its the worst possible."

The only thing you feel capable of its to barely breathe and get lost on Law´s tender touch. Time passed by, Law was there all along, pressing his hand to your chest and guiding you to calm your breaths. At some point, the feeling of him close to you was so comforting that you ended up closing up your eyes and sleeping.

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The pillow was cozy, at the smell of breakfast woke you up slowly. When you finally opened your eyes you found a table with some food but the thign that really got you was the weight of something on your hips. Looking at it, you realise it was the tattoed arm of Law, trapping you in bed with him. Carefully you to turn around, trying not to wake him up, looking at his peacefull face. His body shivered and shifted with a grunt, eyes slowly opening to look directly onto your eyes.

"Good morning, better?"

"Yes, thanks for everything, i know you don't like being interrupted, and even more during the night."

"Don't mind it, i don't usually sleep good or sleep at all. In fact, having you here this night made me sleep," you couldn't believe what you here.

"Really?"

"I mean, it's not good to suffer that feeling but i am ... realived that you came to me," it looked that he wasn't able to find the right word to describe his feeling, "i... want to have you here more times, you make my suffering go away."

His arms started wrapping around you hips strongly, your bodies now pressed together under the sheets of the small bed. His eyes pierce directly into your soul with a reliability that expressed his petition.

"I would like that, you make me feel good," your hand went to his cheek.

"You make me too." a small kiss is pressed on your forehead.

[navybrat817]

Finding Home

Pairing: Lumberjack!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: Steve finds a home with you. Word Count: Over 1.7k Warnings: Fluff, brief angst, mention of trauma, mention of explicit sexual content, canon divergent, falling in love, slight feels (it's me), Steve Rogers (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: It has been difficult finding time to write, but I felt compelled to share something sweet for our lumberjack. ❤️ Beta read by the beautiful @whisperlullaby, but any and all mistakes are my own. Moodboard and banner by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world!

It was a quiet morning when Steve realized he fell in love with you. 

The sun rays warmed his skin as they filtered in through the window, beckoning him to open his eyes. By now he would normally be out for a run before he got to work, but he couldn't bring himself to get out of bed today. Not when the weight of your head settled gently on his chest. Not after you soothed him through another nightmare. He didn't have them often, but he kept you up because of them.

You deserved to rest. 

And he didn't want you to leave his arms.

"Steve," you whined, burrowing your face further into his chest when he brushed the pads of his fingers up and down your back. "Still tired."

A soft smile formed on his face as he repeated the motion. "Sorry, sweetheart," he whispered. 

You tilted your head up as you opened your eyes and brought a hand to his cheek. The sleepy expression on your face was one he witnessed before, but he swore he saw into his future as you smiled. What he saw was beautiful and hopeful.

It was everything he thought he wouldn't have before. 

"You okay?" you asked.

Those were the first words you ever said to him. 

No one asked if he needed the opportunity to adjust to being in modern time after being pulled from the ice. Or if he needed the chance to process the grief of losing those closest to him. He went back into the fight without taking the time to do so. Suffering in silence was the new normal for the man out of time.

Especially when he saw the memories of his life on display at the Smithsonian. 

He asked himself time after time why he went back there. Each visit reopened a wound inside that he never let heal. Each photo, recording, and piece of memorabilia cut deep. Tears shed in his mind as everyone saw pieces of his life he never gave permission to show.

Seeing the hologram of himself holding the shield, he wasn't sure who that man was anymore.

He thought he'd feel normal again after the reversal of the snap. Bucky and Sam were back. Natasha was alive. Things were the way they were supposed to be, but the shield felt heavy in his hand. Maybe it wasn't meant for him anymore.

"I need to find myself again."

Bucky understood. He was the one who encouraged him to clear his head for however long he needed. Sam did, too. He also told him that he couldn't imagine a world without Captain America. He looked surprised when the shield was put in his hand. If anyone was worthy of it, it was Sam. Nomad suited him best.

Because he had no home to call his own anymore. 

Steve booked himself a cabin outside of the city. He couldn't explain why he felt the urge to take a break from his drive, but the property he stopped at was breathtaking. The lush trees and soft breeze soothed him. He had to take a moment to appreciate the beauty. 

Guilt ate at him the longer he stood there because people needed him. Bucky and Sam said they'd call, but it didn't ease the weight on his shoulders. They were trying to adjust and he-

"You okay?"

Steve looked beside him at the sound of your voice. You stood on your cabin porch with concern etched on your face. He didn't realize he was standing so close to your porch. If you recognized him as Captain America, you didn't let it show.

The beauty of the scenery was nothing compared to the sight of you. 

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Am I trespassing?"

"Not unless you try to break into my place."

You both smiled. He wouldn't dare, but he did worry at the thought of you being out there alone. Unless you had someone nearby. 

The thought made him a bit jealous and he just met you.

"I really am asking though," you said, taking a step toward him. "Are you okay?" 

You were a stranger, but it felt wrong to lie at the sincerity in your eyes.

"No," he said before he could stop himself. "I don't think I am."

"Is there anything I can do?"

When was the last time someone offered him kindness with no strings attached?

He practically heard Bucky in his ear encouraging him to take a chance. 

"Could use a cup of coffee if you have any."

To his surprise, you agreed.

"Just to warn you," you looked over your shoulder as you turned toward the door. "I have an axe if you try anything funny."

You made him laugh when you winked, the first genuine laugh he could remember in years. 

You told him over coffee that you were a writer. As much as you loved the city, being away from the noise helped inspire your stories. You were easy to talk and listen to, a comforting presence in a world filled with fear and uncertainty. Even after he finished his drink, he found himself wanting to carry on a conversation. You didn't seem to be in a hurry for him to leave either. 

Bucky was proud that he asked you to meet him again. 

Natasha assured him that you had a clean background, even though he didn't ask for her to check. 

"Can't be too careful, Rogers, but she's good."

Dealing in a world of spies, it was nice to speak to someone who was honest. 

It became a routine to stop by and see you for coffee. He always did so with your permission. He noticed that you kept a couple of his favorite treats stocked up that he mentioned in passing. You paid attention, but didn't make a show of it. 

Steve never once felt invisible with you. 

He found the axe you referenced and chopped some firewood as a small thank you for your kindness. It was the least he could do and you were thankful that you didn't have to do it yourself.

"You know, Steve, with your beard and the flannel, you'd make a good looking lumberjack."

He took your words to heart. 

It was a risky job at times, but he was used to danger. The tasks put him at ease and it gave him a chance to use some of his strength. It brought him back to the memory of Clint's farm, but without the inner turmoil. 

When he told you he liked to draw, too, you smiled and encouraged him to keep doing it. You stressed that he needed a healthy outlet. The longer he was around you, the more he wanted to take his stress out on your amazing body. 

Oh, the chemistry was there from the beginning. He sensed it when he was close. The racing of your heart, your pupils dilating, and even the subtle change in your scent. He picked up on thanks to the serum.

But you were a friend first when he needed it most.

When he told you he was going on a mission, as Nomad, you didn't try to talk him out of it. You understood the need for him to keep fighting. You only asked if he could let you know he was okay. 

Everyone noticed a visible difference in him because he had someone to come home to.

"Bring me back something good?" you smiled when he returned to you. 

He almost missed when he attempted your first kiss. At the end of the day, he was still the scrawny kid from Brooklyn. And you were the one who stole his heart. He just didn't know it at the time.

People called him a hero, but you saved him. 

I think I loved you the moment I met you. 

"Steve? You okay?" you asked again, bringing him back to the present.

"I'm okay," he promised.

"I lost you for a second," you said, blinking more of the sleep from your eyes. "You didn't have another nightmare and not wake me, did you?"

He hated being the cause of you not getting enough rest, but you never complained. Whether it was talking or letting him use you, you'd rather stay awake and soothe him than let him face his demons alone. While many followed his lead, very few chose to walk beside him. 

"You didn't lose me," he answered. You never would. "And no more nightmares."

Thanks to you. 

He placed his hand over yours and imagined what it would feel like to have a ring on your finger. 

In time, he'd get you the perfect ring. 

You smiled before you glanced at the clock on the end table with wide eyes. "You're missing your run," you said. 

When you attempted to sit up, he wrapped his arm around your waist to keep you in place. He smirked as he recalled the first time he used his strength on you. The way you chanted his name like a prayer and worshiped him like a god, it was the closest he'd get to heaven on earth. 

"We're staying here," he said, his lips brushing against yours as he caged you in. "That's an order."

"Are you ever not bossy?" you asked as he settled between your thighs. 

"You like it when I'm a little bossy," he reminded you. It always got a reaction out of you. "So stay here."

"You know what will happen if we stay here," you smirked as you rolled your hips up, causing him to groan. Your smirk fell away as your gaze softened. "But we can spend all day in bed as long as you're okay."

Steve traced his finger along your cheek, like he was drawing you on the sketchpad you bought for him. You constantly did thoughtful things for him. Seeing you like this, with the same sincerity in your eyes as the day you met, he couldn't waste another second. 

"I love you," he whispered. 

His finger stopped at your lips when you sharply inhaled, tracing them, before he pulled it away to kiss you. If you didn't say it back, it was okay. He would wait as long as he had to. 

"I love you, too."

You breathed the words into his mouth and everything felt right. He didn't do his run or get any work done that day. You didn't get a single word written. It didn't matter because Steve was a man in love. 

And Nomad found a home.

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Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Steve Rogers Masterlist ⚓ KoFi

[hugemilkshake]

(You got mail and it's Angst-y)

Can I please request the Dragons reacting to a dying Reader Cookie who saved them from a hoard of Dragon Hunters?

Enjoy the milkshake! Now this is my first time writing angst so this might be mid or absolute trash

Losing a treasure

-platonic or romantic-

!TW! This will have major character death, bad coping mechanisms, blood and implied murder under the cut

Pitaya Dragon + Snap Dragon

The dragons valley has always been full of dragon hunters, it’s nothing new

But with Snap Dragon here it’s become a bit more challenging to deal with dragon hunters

And everything went by so fast the next thing they new there was blood in front of Snap Dragon and them

It wasn’t a dragon hunters blood though…

IT WASN’T A DRAGON HUNTERS BLOOD

Snap Dragon was nudging you and babbling in a very confused and worried manner

Snap Dragon didn’t know what happened

But Pitaya knew.

Pitaya knew what happened.

You were trying to protect them…

But those dragon hunters… those dragon hunters slaughtered you in cold blood…

Pitaya was so angry

Now Pitaya didn’t want Snap Dragon to see what was about to happen so they told the young dragon to turn around…

Snap Dragon finally understood that not all cookies were good…

Ananas Dragon

Some cookies who wanted to build a town on the tropical soda islands

Now they didn’t have permission to, but they went with it anyways

Now it was a freak accident, they were demolishing some trees and you had gotten in the way to try and stop them

But a tree collapsed on you…

Now when The Golden Dragon got there, the amount of RAGE they felt was enough to boil someone alive

Not only did they destroy some of their beautiful land, they also killed one of their most beloved cookie

Now… the dungeons were probably the best thing about the punishment bestowed upon them…

Lotus Dragon

A cookies greed wasn’t anything new to the Blue Dragon

But they didn’t know how far somebody would go to get what they want..

A cookie was angry that they didn’t get their wish granted

They stormed to the lotus palace and took their anger out on the first cookie they saw… they saw you first..

Their precious treasure…

The cookie who brought your life to an end was soon begging for forgiveness

Forgiveness would be the last thing they would get from The Blue Dragon…

Lychee Dragon

Lychee Dragon didn’t keep a good eye on the monsters

Those monsters were just so aggressive towards everyone… even you

Oh the amount of pain they felt when they cleared the scene and saw your body bloodied up on the ground

No one on that island had felt such an earthquake in their life

Now Lychee Dragon would blame they stupidity of the monsters

But deep down they knew… it was their fault…

Longan Dragon

Oh… those foolish adventurers…

To slaughter someone that was so precious to the dragon right in front of them..

Now they might not be the most empathetic, but it still hurt

So they froze you in stone and placed you down by their throne

You were the only reason why they might rethink their plans…

But now…

They knew that cookie kind deserved to suffer…

[tartagliad]

i recently discovered your fics and OMG I GOT OBESESSED WITH YOUR WRITING! it's so good!!! i just loved your angst fics the most! can... can i make a request? if yes, would you do a part two about S/O is seriously injured/about to die? with al'haitham, ayato, thoma and kaveh? 👉👈

..nonnie, you should know that I never grinned so widely DJSJSHJSH- THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE AND REQUEST, hope it's to your liking! ´･ᴗ･` (I POSTED THIS BEFORE 12 A.M HELP-)

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Seriously Injured (pt. 2)

Summary: you got seriously injured and/or about to die (part 1)

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Alhaitham, Ayato, Thoma, & Kaveh (Candace, Ayaka & Tighnari mentioned)

G/N reader!

Genre: ANGST! >:3

Warnings: blood, major injuries, mentions of death, I still don't know much about Kaveh besides his quarrel with Alhaitham so bear with me T_T, I LOVE MAKING THEM SUFFER I'M SO SORRY-

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At this point, everything felt like it was moving in slow motion

Both of you were adventuring the desert together when both of you got attacked by some ancient mechanics

He never anticipated it in the first place, it wasn't supposed to happened at all!

He ran to you and immediately pick you up, retreating from the mechanics to somewhere far more safe

Both of you arrived at a cave where he then sits you against a rock

"I'll get you treat up and get you somewhere safe, wait a bit.." he says as he takes out the first aid kit that he packed

Slowly and gently he starts dabbing the cotton dipped alcohol onto your wounds

You can't help but hissed at the pain, "..Haitham.. s-stop.." you weakly holding his wrist

He then looked at you, hands slowly started shaking, "but, it'll make you feel better.. let me help you.. it'll be okay.."

..At this point, it sounded like he's reassuring himself than asking your permission to let him treat you

You then let go of his wrist and let him continue

After done disinfecting your wounds with alcohol, he then started to wrap them with a bandage

"..mmh.." he heard the noise that you made, he thought he might've hurt you a bit too much-

Until he sees your eyes slowly closing, it immediately made him stop from whatever he's doing

"Hey, wake up.. don't close your eyes on me.." he gently taps your cheeks, clearly now covered in worry

It only makes it worse when you didn't even say anything.. not even a noise..

"God.. help me.." he muttered to himself, "..not now.."

Picking you up gently, he then rushed to Aaru Village, the only possible place that he could go

Holding you tightly as he ran past the burning temperature and the burning sun, he can't feel anything because your current self is haunting his head COMPLETELY

It felt like he was running for hours although it's only been a few minutes 'till he arrived there

Luckily, some of the villagers sees the two of you and bring you straight to Candace, putting you in a professional care

He was waiting at the dining room, sitting and staring blankly at the wall

Every bit of seconds, he keeps on thinking the time when you got hurt, it wounded him deeply

He didn't know what to do, for the first time in his life, he felt that he's really on the edge of feeling helpless..

Candace walks to him and told him that you'll be fine and that you'll have a rest a bit here..

He thanked her and went to the room you're at..

"..don't mind me.." silently whispers, he gently pulled a chair beside your bed, leaning his head on the empty spot beside you

He's very exhausted, both mind and physically. Looking at your unconscious form makes his heart sank more..

"I'm sorry.. I should've.. been more careful.." Haitham speaks to you and hold your hand gently, stroking it..

He keeps apologizing silently and makes a promise to himself to be more careful of you.. he then fall asleep, mumbling the same words..

"..I'll do better for you.. you'll be safer than before.. I can guarantee that.. I will guarantee that.."

"Y/N!!" Ayato screamed your name when you got struck by an electro kairagi

Your body fell to the ground, blood gushing out

Seeing you lying like that makes his blood boil, scraping all of his mercy away and murdered the kairagi in a blink

Holding his tears, he walks back to you.. shaking..

"..y/n.. I'm sorry.." he put his hand with just enough pressure on the large wound on your waist, preventing more blood from leaving your body

"..urk.." you squealed a bit, "it's okay, I'm here.." he soothes you, ripping a bit of the fabric from his clothes, wrapping it around the cut

"That should do it.." he whispers to himself. He then lift you up, walks back to the camp (it belonged to the Yashiro Commission since both you and him were out on an investigation)

You leaned to his chest, feeling his warmth. "shh shh, it's okay.. we're almost there.." he gently kisses your forehead. "mmh..-" you suddenly coughed up blood from trying to answer him, stained his clothes

This is exactly what he's SCARED of, "no no.. no.. hold on- they'll help you-" with that, Ayato started to run

"Stay a bit longer.. I beg of you.." he looks at you desperately

You leaned closer to him, you slowly lost some of your colours due to blood lost.

Ayato tries to keep you warm by pulling you closer to him, ..it's also so that.. y'know.. to feel that you're still breathing..

He's finally relieved that he managed to bring you back, the people who guarded the camp immediately take you and Ayato back to the medical team

They started treated you and Ayato have to wait in the other tent

He also got patched up for the cuts that he got from the bandits

As much as the wound stings, his head is foggy with the thought of you'll make it or not.. he's that terrified..

After he's done bandaged up and change his clothes, he moves to your tent...

Seeing most of your body covered up and stitched makes him upset

The medic team told him that you'll needed some time to wake up, maybe in a few days or so..

He couldn't hold his tears as he was now standing beside you, gently putting his forehead against yours.. his tears staining your cheeks as he sobs silently, stroking your hair ever so gently

What did he do wrong to deserve such punishment like this..? Waiting for you to wake up with no assurance when exactly you're going to be up..

"I'm sorry.. please don't leave me.. w-who will I be with.. when you're not.. here..? ..wake up.."

It all started when you told him that you were going to participate in a war with the Resistance to fight the Shogunate

Despite how much Thoma wanted to abolish the Vision Hunt Decree, he can't put you in that much risk-

This is a WAR that you're talking about, not some regular daily dose of training

You kept reassuring him that it'll be fine and you'll be back soon to him

He eventually agreed and helped you pack your things

The day finally arrived that you're leaving him, "I'll be back, okay?" you smiled at him and he nods, "alright.. be careful" he replied whilst giving you a short kiss

And with that, you're off with the Resistance, seeing your figure slowly getting further and further away already makes him lonely.. "I hope you're okay.." he mumbles, continuing his work

Days passed by, Thoma kept thinking how are you there..

The other servants tend to find him zoning out when he doesn't have any work on hand

He could think of ways what will happened to you, it makes him worry more since he's not there to see you or watch over you with his own eyes

Thoma also tend to not focus when Ayaka speaks to him, it only makes her more concerned about him

"Thoma.." Ayaka called him, "hm..? what is it m'lady?" he looked back at her, Ayaka then gave him a letter that was addressed to him, it was from the Resistance

Ayaka excused herself and leave him alone, knowing that he need some time since he's been worried about you.. and also because she already knows what's in the letter..

He immediately open it, reading the content that was written in it

..It hit him to only realized that it was a bad news, a really bad one

The letter was about you.. injured badly and now unconscious

By the time the letter arrived at the Kamisato Estate, you were already taken care off and they were looking after you

He fall on his knees.. crying that he regrets letting you go there..

Everything feels like a haze to him, he doesn't know if he's done the right thing to let you go there because both of you are helping the other vision holders or feel guilty that he now technically can't see you because the area is forbidden to get through

Thoma lied himself on the bed, hugging your pillow.. trying to find just a touch of comfort from it..

He can't tell what time is it now.. he's been crying and blaming himself for all of this while.. it clearly isn't his at all :(

The letter also told him that they would also inform him about you finally gaining consciousness

The problem is.. the letter hasn't been sent to him for 2 days..

Although the letter wrote that you wouldn't wake up in awhile...

He's slowly drowning in his own head and tears thinking about you.. He can't have a good sleep because nightmares always comes at him..

Come home..

"..where are you..? I'm sorry.. I should've at least be there for you.. I'm supposed to be your shield.. but.. here I am.. doing nothing but praying.."

(a/n: I haven't made a banner for him yet, so I'll use this gif for now :3)

The two of you ran into the Withering zone when helping him find some inspirations for his next project

Both of you were fighting the mutated monsters that came out from the tumor

"How are you holding over there, bub?" you asked him, he kills some of them, "Doing- ah- alright." he glanced at you for a bit

You were helping on his side until one of those three flowers about to shot him

You widened your eyes, quickly ran to him, "Kaveh! watch out!" you immediately pushed him away letting yourself take the hit for him

He fell down and looked at you, "y/n!" he shouted at you when you fall

Although the effect wasn't instant, both of you are aware that it's SO BAD-

"Kaveh- I'm fine..- urgh-" you said when holding your chest, clearly bleeding

"You're not fine- let's go get you somewhere safer" he then picked you up and ran out from the area

One thing that he knew he could take you is to Tighnari at Gandharva Ville

So that's where he's heading with you now

On the way there, he kept checking on you and asking you what you need

You just said everything is fine, but the effects are slowly spreading through your body

Your body is slowly getting weaker and it's getting hard to catch up with everything around you now

"hey, what's wrong??" Kaveh asked you, clearly getting more worried now

He gently rubbed your shoulder and picked up his pace

You leaned towards his chest more, closing your eyes, the effects started to show on you

"k-keep your eyes opened for a bit more, we're almost there.." he panted, arriving at one of the tree houses where Tighnari was

"what in the world is going on?" Tighnari stands up from his desk, glancing at him

He then explained to Tighnari what happened, and he then started to check up on you

Still panicking, Kaveh sat down outside the tree house where you were in, trying to calm himself down (although he can't-)

Deep in his mind, he kept repeating the moment you took the hit for him

"What kind of person am I letting my partner took a hit for me like that??" he thought at himself, clearly blaming himself as well

He should've realised that he was about to get attacked and at least he could get away from it! but no- you were the one who is more sensitive about the surrounding area than him-

Now what should he do? you're lying in bed unconscious with the effects still in you

His mind's now tormented into pieces.. his feelings are scattered everywhere

He's too emotionally fragile, especially when it comes to you..

It's hard for him to forgive himself after all that has happened

Kaveh doesn't sleeps for days until he sees your eyes have opened again..

If not.. then it'll be something that he'll heavily regret for not being careful with his surroundings..

You're far too precious for him to lose

"..Love.. I'm so sorry.. why didn't you let me do it..? Shouldn't I be the one who's supposed to be protecting.. you..?"

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[warmaidensrevenge]

Love and pinball

Pairing: Eddie x Plus!size fem reader

A/N: Oh man it's been a long while. I've been taking a long needed break. But now I'm back and I have a bunch of ideas that need to be written. So I'm looking forward to what's next. I would also like to add that I had help from @salenorona23 to write this fic. I would liked to thank you. You honestly come up with the best ideas.

Thanks for sticking around. I appreciate all of you. I hope you enjoy the conclusion of Love and Pinball.

The song I added was an inspiration to me. Kay love ya. Byyyye.

Word count: 3,199

I do not give permission for my work to be published anywhere else. Please respect all creators. All the pictures I used for my collage were taken from a Google search. A credit to the original posters

Warnings: 18+ no minors please. Sexual implications, loss, grief, heartache and angst. Not proof read.

Part 8: Together

Summary: Grief will rip us apart. But love, real love can help us back to each other.

You stirred a little and placed a hand on your stomach. There was something wrong. You felt empty.

You weakly called out for Eddie. " B-baby?"

Your eyes opened slowly and the sun was blinding. You looked around and saw Paul and your mom. Then you saw Eddie who was sitting next to the bed, holding your hand. He had never looked so bad.

It was quiet. The silence and the single heart beat on the monitor was ominous. You remembered a little of what happened when you got to the hospital. But you were in and out of it.

"Is-ugh-is the baby okay?" You asked, trying to sit up.

Eddie and Paul stood quiet as your mom came to your side and started stroking your hair.

" Honey…I'm so sorry."

-

You cried for four days straight, with your mom never leaving your side. Even though you knew Eddie had to be with Liam. It hurt so much more to go through the loss of the baby without him.

Those four days were the worst in Eddie's life. When he was away he wished he was with you. And when he was with you all he did was hold you as you sobbed.

He felt like he was the reason you guys were suffering.

On the fifth day, you were going to be discharged from the hospital. Eddie had left work early to be the one to take you home. However, when he got there you were already gone.

Confused and worried he went home. Only to find suitcases by the door.

" Sweetheart?" He called out.

He found you in the nursery clutching the baby blanket from the hospital.

" Sweetheart?"

When you looked at him, he had never seen so much pain in someone's eyes.

You were dreading this moment ever since you decided to run. The only thing that kept you from taking off without a single care was the respect you had for Eddie. He deserved more than him coming home to see you were gone. He needed to know that you would be okay.

You looked back at the empty crib and felt such heartache. To the means of something you could not put into words.

" My mom went to say goodbye to Paul and Natalie. She's going to be back soon."

Eddie remained quiet and watched you. Waiting for the other shoe to drop.

" I-I'm gonna go back with her."

His heart sank.

" I need some time…"

You didn't need to finish for him to understand what you needed. And though it tore him apart, he wanted you to be okay.

He took a few steps towards you. "Y/n, I think it's a good idea. You should be with your mom for a few days."

You tensed under his hand that was suddenly on your back. He almost lost it. He almost broke down. But he couldn't. So he didn't.

What he did instead was help put your bags in the trunk and helped you with your seatbelt.

Not once did you look at him. You barely said anything at all.

" Sweetheart, I'll be here when you get back."

Your head was hung while you nodded.

Eddie's heart shattered all over again watching the car fade into the distance.

Maybe this was for the best. Maybe it wasn't what was best for him. But it was what you needed. Right now all you needed was family.

…

3 weeks later

You always did hate how hot New Mexico was. You hated the bugs and the disgusting dry heat. But all of those things didn't bother you anymore. Those inconveniences were nothing compared to the suffering you felt.

It had been three long weeks since the loss of your baby girl and you couldn't find it in you to get out of bed. Or to really talk things out with Eddie.

Sure he called countless times, asking when you were gonna come home. But the answer was always the same. You didn't know.

That wasn't true though. You were never going back. How could you? How could you go on and pretend that baby Claire never existed? How could you face the man you loved knowing it was your fault she didn't make it? That the family you wanted was gone.

Chrissy gave him something you couldn't. A baby. And you hated her for that. You hated that she had a healthy beautiful baby boy, while you were left with this empty feeling.

That wasn't the person you wanted to be. And it was definitely not something you wanted Eddie to see.

It took everything you had to breathe. To wake up and not blame yourself.

But the agony you felt wouldn't go away no matter how hard you tried. And no matter how many tears flowed, there was always more.

It especially hurt when Eddie would call and you could hear Liam crying. It was excruciating to hear cries that weren't hers.

Deep down you wanted to be with Eddie. And you really did love Liam. But you just couldn't do it. It was too hard.

On the fourth week you were woken up by a tiny human.

" Tee? Wake up Tee."

You opened your eyes and found big blue ones looking back at you.

"Morning Tee."

You smiled as she climbed into bed and gave you a big hug.

" Hi baby. Oh I've missed you."

Natalie giggled when you gave her a bunch of kisses.

" Hey champ."

You looked up from Natalie and saw Paul standing by the door.

Your eyes started to swell and your chin trembled." H-hi."

After hello hugs you went to the kitchen and sat there watching Natalie eat.

" What're you guys doing here?"

Your mom poured you and Paul coffee and put a hand on your shoulder.

" Honey, your brother is leaving Natalie here for a while."

You looked over at Paul and he nodded. " I uhhh Natalie needs you…and I think you need her too."

You frowned and tears filled your eyes again. Then you nodded and sniffled. " I do."

You wiped away your tears and lightly laughed. " I'm sorry."

" Tee don't be sad."

You smiled softly at her. "I'm just really happy to see you."

She giggled and got down from her chair and raised her arms up for you to pick her up. Once on your lap she started humming.

" Tee, can we make cookies?"

You kissed the top of her little head. " Of course baby."

You looked up at Paul and your mom and saw them giving you small smiles.

For the first time in a month, you felt ok…Better.

-

Eddie was going through it. Sure he still had Liam, but he lost a daughter too. And he started resenting you for leaving him. Especially since you were only supposed to be gone for a little bit.

It was now a month and a half later and you still haven't said when you were coming back.

That was until you called him.

" Hey sweetheart."

" Hi."

He sat down on the bed. " How are you?"

You sighed. " Better."

His brows pinched together. " Yeah? That's good. I uhh miss you.”

“Eddie I- ummm I left a few things and I was hoping you could send them to me?”

He was quiet for a second. Didn't you miss him too?

“ Uhh yeah. Yeah. Sure baby. What do you need?”

He wrote down the list of things and was confused. Photo albums, jewelry and your diploma. Things that were important and likely irreplaceable.

“Umm sweetheart? Do…do you really want me to send this stuff?”

You cleared your throat before answering. “ Yeah.”

He nodded and fought back his tears. Why did it feel like you weren't coming back?

" Y/n? You're coming home…right?"

He heard you sniffle and knew your answer.

" Baby, please. I-I-"

"I have to go. I'm sorry."

-

When you hung up, it was like you felt everything you felt a month ago. But ten fold. It was horrible.

You originally hoped calling him would change your mind about not going back. Instead, all it did was solidify that you could never go back and face him.

You laid in bed that night thinking of all the things that you should've said to him. You should have said you were sorry for falling that day. For losing Claire. For running away. But most of all you wanted to say you loved him very much.

All the pain you felt started making you cry. After a minute or so you felt a little bit of movement behind you. Then you felt a tiny hand stroking your hair.

You turned around and saw Natalie staring at you.

" Don't cry Tee."

You whimpered a little as you wiped your eyes.

She grabbed your hand." Everything's gonna be alright."

" I know, baby. I know."

" Then-then why are you crying?"

You sniffled. " Everyone cries baby."

Natalie frowned. " I don't like it when you cry Tee. It scares me."

Your brows pinched together and you reached up to tuck her hair behind her ear. " Why honey?"

" Because when big people cry, that means something bad happened. And I don't want bad things to happen."

You sucked in a breath and nodded. " I'm sorry. I-I won't cry anymore."

She held out her pinky. " Promise."

You let out a small laugh and hooked your pinky with hers. " I promise baby."

She leaned in and gave you a hug and a kiss before getting under the covers. Then she started humming a familiar tune until she fell asleep.

You squeezed her gently and thought of the day you guys went shopping with Eddie replayed in your head.

It was at that moment you knew what you had to do.

It was time to work on getting better. For your family. And for Eddie.

-

Eddie cried after he hung up the phone. He never felt so alone before. Or so sad. What did he need to do to get you home?

He wanted to go to you, but with Liam and work he really couldn't. On top of that he was heartbroken.

But what made things worse was that Chrissy decided to give him full custody of Liam. All she said when she dropped him off was that Jason proposed to her. So she handed him Liam and paperwork that she had a lawyer draw up.

That was a week ago.

Thank God for his friends. He didn't know what he would do without Gareth or Robin. They were his saving grace. But the only person he really wanted was you. Looks like he wasn't going to get that happy ending he always wanted.

-

Two weeks later

It was a stormy Saturday afternoon. Eddie had just put Liam down for a nap. He had been so fussy today. He had this little cough that scared him. So after a doctor's visit he gave him some medicine and put him to bed.

Eddie went outside to sit on the porch and look at the paper. He was searching for an affordable place that he and Liam could move into. He felt that it wasn't right to stay in your place without you.

However, the only place he could afford was in Forest Hills and he wanted better for Liam. But there was no other choice.

He closed his eyes and sighed. “ Wish you would come home.”

He then heard a car door close. When he looked up he saw you standing there. Umbrella in one hand and a suitcase in the other.

When the cab drove off you started towards him.

He was in shock. With no clue what to actually say or do, he just sat there.

You reached the steps and stared at him. All you could think about was how much you've missed him.

“I…I know there's nothing I can say to take back what happened and how I reacted to it. Just know that I am so sorry for leaving you.” You moistened your lips and continued. “ I should've known that losing our girl was going to hurt you too. I was selfish and a jerk… and I get it if you can't forgive me. I just came back to apologize and to say if you need me, I'll be here... And I need you to know that I'm not 100% right now. And...and I don't think I ever will be. But I'm willing to try and be. For you and Liam...For me too.

He stood up and dropped the newspaper. Just then the slight drizzle turned into a downpour. He went down the steps and pulled you into a hug. Your body trembled in his arms as tears filled his eyes.

“ I missed you so much baby.” he leaned back and kissed you.

After a few seconds you guys heard Liam cough.

He looked down at you and put his forehead on yours. “ I know what you're gonna say. But I don't care. I like how much of a cliche we are together…That's how I know it's real.”

You nodded. “ I guess you're right…Curls?”

“ Yeah sweetheart?”

“ I'm not leaving again. Not ever. Well not willfully.”

He chuckled and went to kiss you again but you put a hand on his chest.

“ Common bud, I wanna see Liam.”

He nodded and grabbed your luggage. Following you inside.

-

You never ran. Not when Chrissy came back crying that Jason left her and then tried to take Liam. Not when he was let go from the plant. Even when things got overwhelming when Hannah and Layla were born. When postpartum hit you like a truck. You didn't leave.

Even when things got better and the band got a record deal and he spent more time on the road than at home. You stayed and supported him. You said and did all the things a partner should. You challenged him to be better and you were honest with him. You did so much for him and the family. You took care of the house and the kids, even though you needed help. You didn't leave when he missed so many birthdays, little league games and ballet recitals.

Because you loved him and he loved you. No matter how hard or easy things were. You both showed up for each other. No matter what, you had each other's back.

-

Eddie hadn't been home in a few months and you never missed him more. Maybe it was because the kids were asking when he was coming back. Or maybe it was because your anniversary was coming up and you needed your anniversary kisses. Either way he was way overdue for a cuddle session.

All day you tried to focus on the daycare. And for the most part you kept it together. That was until you were about to leave for the day.

He was there. Leaning against his red BMW with his legs crossed at the ankles and hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.

You could cry right now. But instead you melted seeing him smile at you.

“ Hey Mrs. Munson. Beautiful weather we're having.”

You shook your head and went to him. Giving him hugs and all the kisses you've been saving just for him.

“ Mmmmm sweetheart. Let me get you home first.”

He led you to the passenger side and opened the door. As soon as you slid in, you climbed down from cloud nine. You opened your mouth to say something when he closed the door and held up his hand.

“ Don't worry, your car will be safe here and the kids are at Paul's. It's just you and me tonight.”

-

You didn't make it past the living room. You were on each other as soon as the front door closed.

Eddie sighed with satisfaction. “ God I've missed you.”

“ Better have.”

He chuckled and placed a wet kiss on your cheek. “ I always miss you when I'm gone. You and the kids.”

You swallow and nod. “ So how long do we get you for?”

He hummed and pulled you to lay in his arms. “ I'm not sure. 1 or 2, maybe 3 years.”

You lifted your head and gave him a surprise look.

He grinned at you. “ The band decided we needed a break. To get back to our roots and be with our families. So we all agreed that a long vacation would do us good. Obviously, we can't just disappear for 3 years.”

“ Right.”

He reached up and tucked your hair behind your shoulder. “ Yeah. So we set it up to only do local shows a few times a month and do 9 big venues in the surrounding states. But only in the summer so I can bring you guys with me.”

You were speechless. You've been wanting to hear those words from him for a long time now. It was the best thing he had ever said to you.

You smiled softly.“The kids would love that.”

“ What about you?”

You laid your head back on his chest. “ Well I don't know. I guess I can take it or leave it.”

He gasped. “ I beg your pardon!” He then started to tickle your sides and made his way on top of you.

“ Ahhh curls! Okay okay!”

He stopped and grinned down at you.

You smiled back at him. “ I would love nothing more than for all of us to be together. I love that you're home…I miss you bud. So much.”

He nodded slightly before leaning for a kiss.

“ Mmm sooo speaking of all of us…I was thinking maybe we could work on baby 4 and 5.”

You clicked your tongue. “ Hmmm that sounds fun. Maybe pinball after?”

He chuckled lightly. “ Love then pinball?”

“ Or.” You raised a brow. “ Love and pinball?”

“ Oh you're naughty baby.”

You both grinned at each other for a moment before he got up.

“ I'll get us snacks and juice boxes.”

You laughed as he helped you up. “ I'll be down stairs beating your score.”

He smacked your bottom. “ We'll see about that “

-

As you stood in front of the thing that started it all you couldn't help but feel joy. The very same Grand Prix game you guys played all those years ago was now yours. Well it has been since Eddie gifted it to you as a wedding present.

You sighed happily as you took the quarter from the return slot and popped it in. The lights and music were the exact same as always.

You pulled back the spring handle and the ball was off. Whirls and dings were all too exciting. It was perfect. And in a few minutes you were almost to the high score. But then there were hands on your hips pulling you back so that you were flushed against his chest.

“ No distract-” you tried to say but cut off as you watched as the silver ball fell right between your paddles. Then you heard a slight chuckle.

“ Sorry sweetheart. You lost.”

Sighing in defeat, you turned around in his arms and wrapped yours around his neck. “ No bud. I think I won.”

Eddie looked back and forth between your eyes and understood what you meant.

He put his forehead on yours. “ We won.”

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Bloody Love...

Chapter: III -Touch-

♠︎Pairing: yandere!king!jungkookxoc(coronis)

♠︎Genre: angst, smut, yandere, gore, dark romance, horror, creepy (dark fantasy).

♠︎Summary: "you happen to be in a world where wrong is right and right is wrong."

♠︎Word count: 4k+

♠︎Warning: murder, physical abuse, slight stalking, 69, fingering.

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The silence. It was intense. The heartbeats could be heard out of the chest. The chaos in the village was parroting around as a reminder of the terrors that suffocated them just enough to make them suffer and kill them slowly, making them feel every single pain possible. To make sure that they felt it in all two hundred and six bones.

Was living even worth it in this world? In the end, everyone is supposed to die anyway. And being a slave and knowing there is no out, was it worth a try to live?

For so long, all the commoners, with little humanity left, lived with the hope to see a pretty sunrise and pink and purple sunsets. But all they got was grey-blue mornings and the darkest of the nights. Was there any day that the sun shone warmth? No. There wasn't. Just like King's heart, the sun was cold too.

The hatred in everyone's eyes was screaming red and bloody murder. Just one touch and your head could be gone flying in the air, away from your body.

No one was allowed to breathe without permission. Whoever was alive, wasn't because they kept themselves alive… It was because the King still hasn't written about their deaths.

Would it be too bad to wish for the King to write about their deaths soon? Death was easier than the torture they put everyone through every day.

Would the king be the one writing his own death? Or will someone else write it for him? Is he even supposed to die? Was he going to live forever?

What if the king died? Would the sun become warmer and bring warmth to people's cold hearts?

“Circe,” Coronis weakly started as she was sitting on the chair and her little sister was sitting on the floor by the hearth, to warm her hands. The evenings were getting even colder. “Why would you leave my side, especially when I told you not to?”

Circe's lips frowned downwards, “I saw a tiny puppy that was running away,” she said nonchalantly. “I just wanted to play with it,” her shoulders shrugged.

Coronis sighed and left for the kitchenette. She had no vitality to deal with Circe. How many times was she supposed to repeat one thing again and again? It was tiring for her.

Circe has always been the one to not listen. She always thought that whatever her sister and the rest of the family were saying was just a bunch of foolery just to keep her from going outside and keep her from the merriment outside.

Coronis was just four years old when she first witnessed a heartless, gruesome execution. That time, she didn't eat food for a week and kept vomiting out anything she put in her mouth. The reason was that the family wasn't able to produce enough material for the King's wife and son. The Assassin pulled all of them out on the gravely path and stabbed them in the face again and again. His partner started decapitating the bodies like a chicken.

The parts of the bodies were hung around the village to show the power and punishment. The young children were slaughtered and left to decay in the shack they lived in. A few nights later the shack was burnt with all the unfortunate members.

The picture of the incident was pasted in Coronis's brain.

Every detail of them was still fresh and very much alive in her. The trauma she survived. Just at the age of four, she understood that she was living in hell and had to obey to live.

From that day, she saw many heartless assassinations. She saw the path covered in pools of blood and flesh. Now a beheading was just a simple thing for her just like killing a chicken without any remorse.

When Circe was born, Coronis saw her smiling. She was still a child and seeing another human made her maternally emotional even though Circe was her sister.

That day she promised herself that no matter what, she was going to protect that raw, and genuine smile. Her younger self cried in silence and cursed at her parents for bringing another little human to life just to make her suffer this unjust too.

Every day she lived with a fear of losing her. The little bit of trust was gone and she became paranoid just for her sister.

But her heart kept hurting and breaking. Circe started growing up, wanting to go out and see the world. However, that world was not made for her. No matter how much Coronis scolded her, she would not listen and do what she wanted. She did not want her little sister to witness any assassination or straight-up lose her sister.

She did that today too. And as much as she wanted to go easy on her sister, she knew the lesson was still left. Circe's demeanour was enough to make the older realise that the younger was still not capturing the air.

Coronis took a wooden spatula and stood in front of Circe, gesturing to her to stand up. Her heart was squeezing inside her chest. Her body shook with rage and fear. Again and again and again and yet her little sister won't take her seriously. Her life flashed in front of her eyes when she saw her in the hands of the patrolman. “Bring your hands out.”

“Why do y—”

“I. Said. Bring. Your. Hands. Out, Circe!” she screamed.

Circe quickly brought her hands out and showed her. She gasped when Coronis whipped the spatula on her hand. “You make me want to kill myself, Circe!” she kept on hitting her hands. “Why do you not listen to me?!” Coronis's voice started to go higher. It was the first time she ever hit her. “Why the fuck do you have to be so nonchalant?! Are you so dumb?”

Coronis had lost her mind. She let out her inner fears and acted however she wanted. As much as her heart was aching, the pleasure was lessening the burden she carries.

Circe screamed and tried to pull her hands away but her older sister held them tightly and kept whipping them. “It hurt!”

“Shut up!” she threw the spatula away and held her by her hair. “Shut up! Why do you want to die so badly? Tell me, I'll kill you, happily! You do realize that you were going to die!” Coronis slapped her across the face once… Twice… Thrice… again and again. “When will you realize that the world is not for you? You do not belong outside of this shack! If not those men from the castle, the people here will kill you. They will fucking fuck you and leave you to die. No one is forgiving Circe, no one!”

Circe tried to save herself from her sister. At that moment, she felt like she lost her older sister. A fear sat deep inside her. She regretted not listening to her sister, brother, and parents. Even though she knew they wanted the best, she let her heart overpower her actions.

“I won't do it again!” the girl cried. “I will never go out or see outside without your permission, Coronis! Please, let me go!”

“Shut up! Shut up! Please, Circe, for the love of God, shut up! Do not make hollow promises!” Coronis's eyes were swollen from crying. “Please, stop hurting me, Circe. You do not have any idea of how much your actions hurt me. Who am I supposed to cry out to? I feel suffocated and you just close my nose with your non-seriousness. Is it that easy for you to pretend to be scared?” her hands fell on her sides. “Just… Just don't show me your face, okay? Stay here but do not come in the slot, I beg you.”

…

The light in the sky was gone. The slot was cold and dark, just how Coronis felt. Her hands were burning from hitting the little girl. Her eyes were dried. But her mind was empty of thoughts. There was not a spec of thought that she thought of.

The emptiness was needed for her to think straight. What worse could have happened today? Circe could have been beheaded. Was Coronis supposed to bring her head home? Was she allowed to mourn? Wasn't she already mourning in her own way… at her own pace?

The little light was flickering from the outside. She looked out and saw a pair of eyes looking straight into hers. They weren't hard to recognize from far away. She knew them by heart now.

This time, there was no fear in her heart, just emptiness. She looked into those eyes, thinking that if it wasn't for him, she would have been gone. Two hundred sixty-eight would have been her number.

As much as Coronis was thankful, she still didn't forgive him. What he did was utterly disgusting to her. That too, rightfully. But, was her forgiveness even mattered? Not at all. He was someone who held power over her. She wasn't to forgive him, he was to forgive her even though she had done nothing wrong. But isn't that the whole point? Wrong is always right.

Coronis touched the locket she had. It made her horrified, chills ran down her spine. Her heartbeat picked up the pace, pulling her out of her daze and realising what was happening.

She turned around and tried to calm herself. The door opened, making her flinch. In the dark room, her mother stepped in with a candle and a bowl. “Coronis?”

Coronis sighed and faced away from her mother. “Please, leave.”

Martha chuckled and sat beside her. She was a motherly mother. Whenever she was around, Coronis felt at peace. In the chaos, only she was the calm afternoon in summer.

“You know when Circe was born, I knew I did not need to be concerned about her as much. You were already there, taking care of her more than I ever could. It always felt like she was your daughter. You taught her how to speak, walk, read and so much more. You took care of her like a guardian angel. I have never seen you so protective over anything or anyone ever. It was as if you forgot about the whole world and yourself just to protect Circe from those demons who lurked around and hunted down people,” said Martha as she lit the lantern in the slot. The bowl of soup was in front of Coronis. “When Circe started to grow older, she became ignorant and brought troubles endless times. You know what I'm worried about?” Coronis shook her head. “I'm more worried about you than Circe.”

At her mother's words, she looked at her, speechless. Why would she even be worried about her when her younger daughter has always been laid with danger?

But Martha continued. “Because… I don't want to lose my older daughter to her silly ignorance. I feel how you feel. And I know if something happens to her, I will lose you,” she looked at her daughter with soaked eyes and smiled sadly. “I know this was not the right answer… But sometimes what is wrong is what we need to do just to make things right,” with that said, she got up and walked towards the door with her candle. “Eat something, you need it.”

Coronis was left alone with her thoughts. The orange of the lantern reflected on her features, making her look like a night goddess with a screwed-up mind.

…

It was early in the morning. Everyone was busy with their work. Draco had gone with the cattle to the meadows. Martha took Circe out so that Coronis could have the house to herself and work without worrying about anything.

Coronis had bought the yeast yesterday and was in the pocket of her gown. But the dry fruits from Nori's shop were left behind. She was too anxious about her sister to worry about those dry fruits. She was ordered to bake a dry fruit cake for the King. But later she remembered that she had forgotten them there. And now she was left with only ingredients for the bread. She made a mental note to stop by Nori's shop.

Coronis had removed the locket when she went to take a bath and had hidden it in her stack of clothes. Her mind felt lighter the moment she removed it. It felt like she could breathe properly.

She felt like it brought bad luck to her. Her heart felt heavier thinking about it. The swollen face of crying Circe was rolling in front of her eyes. It was her fault that Circe left her in the first place. Only if she could have held her hand and kept an eye on her instead of losing herself in her thoughts.

Never in her eighteen years had she thought about beating Circe. She felt like she had gone crazy. The way her hands itched to hurt Circe was haunting her even when she was asleep. She had woken up earlier than before, soaking in her sweat and out of breath.

A knock on the door pulled her out of her breaking mind. She looked out of the window and saw Nori standing, looking back at her with a tiny smile.

Coronis quickly left the kitchenette and opened the door, inviting the sweet girl inside. Offering her some water, she sat beside her. “What are you doing here, Nori?”

Nori smiled, “Yesterday, you left your stuff at my shop. I thought I must give back.” She placed a cotton bag on the table. Coronis looked at her and slowly opened the bag to see the contents inside. The dry fruits.

“Nori, you didn't have to. I would have gone there,” she said. “I appreciate it… That you came all the way here to hand over these.”

“I was gonna come yesterday, but I thought you might want to have some time with Circe. Whatever happened yesterday, it was distressing. I can't imagine what you have gone through. Oh, bless that man who saved her! He was like a miracle that had never happened before,” Nori sighed and looked at Coronis's hands that were resting on her lap. Hesitantly, she held them. “I'm glad that you are okay…,” They looked into each other's eyes. Nori saw grief in them, pain that was pouring out. “Are you?”

Coronis bit her lower lip to keep herself from crying out loud. Her eyes dampened with tears. Her body shook slightly and her shoulders shivered. Slowly, her tears trickled down her cheek. A painful sob echoed in the shack. She could feel the pain rising in her heart. Has she ever cried about her pain to someone? No.

“Uh,” Nori panicked. She looked around to see what could help her to calm down Coronis. But then the crying girl held her hands and rested her forehead on them. “I'm not okay!”

Nori realized she didn't want to hear something. Coronis just wanted to let out the pain that she had been hiding behind those cold, dead stares. No one is ever so strong. Everyone falls sometimes. It is hard to keep going when life has always given pain and nothing else. What it was like to be happy anyway? What exactly was happiness? Did it feel good? Did it last forever? Was it something that stayed forever and healed the broken parts? Or was it just a creation of some people to make them feel better about themselves and maybe for a short time, forget the pain that killed them alive?

“I hit her,” Coronis choked up. “I hit her so much. Her face was swollen. Her hands were bleeding,” Nori's eyes widened but caressed her hair. “I was so scared. I was scared to lose her. She never listens to me. I was infuriated!”

“It's alright,” Nori whispered, her own eyes getting damp. “You did nothing wrong. In fact, she will never go against you ever again. It's for her own good, Coronis. Don't beat yourself up.”

Her sweet voice tingled something inside her. She looked up with her swollen eyes and asked, “Am I going to be okay?”

Nori let her tears out. Her lips frowned, trying to not burst out herself. “Yeah! Yeah, you are going to be okay,” she cried. “You and I are going to be okay. Everyone is going to be okay, yeah?” she rubbed her thumbs on Coronis's cheeks. “One day, we will see what happiness is like. One day, we both will breathe the air of love. One day, this world will fall in love with kindness.”

Coronis or Nori didn't know what it was. Was it the vulnerability of the moment or the hidden liking for each other? But they felt a pull towards one another. Their teary eyes shifted at their lips. Nori couldn't keep it more. She let her feelings win and softly took Coronis's lips. Their lips were chapped but the spark was real. Nori cupped her face and kissed her passionately. Their tongues were lapping and their teeth were clashing.

“Please, Nori,” Nori has never heard Coronis as weak as she sounded now. “Please make me forget the pain. Touch me more,” she whispered and placed the girl's hand on her clothed breasts. “Touch me like this is your first and last… Please.”

Without holding back, they stumbled into the slot and closed the door. They sat down in front of each other. They both reached out to undo each other's blouses as they hugged. Coronis littered Nori's neck and shoulder with kisses.

They were bare in front of each other in just a couple of moments. Their nipples hardened when the cold air touched their bodies. They admired, and cherished each other.

“I have never seen someone so beautiful,” Nori said as she cupped Coronis's breasts. “So soft and pretty,” Coronis pulled her in a steamy kiss.

Their hands down their bodies, trying to remember every single curve. Their lips melted together. “I want more,” Coronis whispered against her lips.

Nori quickly pushed her back and spread her legs to see her. She kissed right below her belly button and moved down. Coronis was already wet enough for Nori to put her fingers in. She rubbed her slit with her finger and slowly eased one finger in making Coronis moan.

Nori spread her pussy lips and licked a long strip. She hummed at her sweet taste. It was the moment when Nori realized how much wanted to have her. She still remembered the day they first met. They were about five or six. At first sight, she loved her. She thought it was a childish attraction. But the older they grew, she fell harder and harder.

Whenever they crossed paths, Coronis would smile at her and call her, and say sweet things to her. It made her adore her more than she already did. Coronis's smiles hide sadness yet she lets the curve of her lips go up for her, genuinely.

“Nori,” Coronis moaned. “Come here.” She gestured towards her.

“What's wrong?” Nori asked.

“Sit on my face.”

Nori looked at her with her mouth wide open. “What?”

“I want to taste you, pleasure you,” said she as she pulled Nori on her face, her face facing towards Coronis's bare body.

Nori bent down and worked her lips on her. Their moans resounded through the slot. They were desperate for the touch, and the pleasure. It was both of their first times ever touching someone willingly. Their chests heaved up and down. Their bodies were covered in sweat. The sweet scent of their arousal wrapped around them. Their tongues worked on each other seductively, pulling each other to the climax.

Nori lay down next to Coronis who was still trying to catch her breath. She admired Coronis, looking at how her chest moved, her lips were now swollen and looking luscious. Her hair was sticking to her forehead and her eyes were unfocused.

“Coronis,” She called and her face tilted toward her to look into her eyes. “I don't know what it means to you… But, you mean more than just a friend to me. Since we first met, I have always wanted to be with you. You made my day. You are the only person who I find genuine in my life in this hell hole… For so long, I looked up to you from afar,” she dumbly chuckled. “I kept on wanting to touch, hold you. I felt so dumb. Like… Like, I can't even put these feelings into words. I- I have. I don't know. Bu–”

Coronis kissed her lips to calm her down. “We have all the time in the world for you to tell me however you feel, Nori. Let's just hold each other and live this moment.”

…

The door of the shack opened, showing Martha and Circe coming in. They saw Coronis and Nori sitting by the table, drinking tea.

“Ah, Nori! What brings you here?” Martha smiled.

“Coronis forgot some of her stuff at my shop, I had come to return it. I'll be taking my leave soon,” said she.

“No, no. Love, I just came back home,” Martha sat down with them. “You should spend a little more time. The evening is still young. And I'm sure Circe would love to talk to you.”

Circe awkwardly smiled and looked at her sister who was sitting facing Nori and not once looked at her. “I'm tired… I'll go and get fresh,” she left.

“It's okay, Martha. I need to go and sit at the shop. I, um,” she chuckled shyly, looking at Coronis. “I already stayed here for the whole day… I'm sure Coronis has to do her job too.”

Coronis smiled at her, “I'll see her off,” and said to her mother.

After the final greetings, the girls walked out of the shack, Nori stopped and looked at Coronis who was standing there with a soft smile. “I hope I will see you soon?”

“I'll stop by your shop, Nori… I can help you there if you want,” She offered.

“Just sit there and be pretty,” Nori bit her lower lip. “That's all I want you to do.”

With that, they hugged one last time and Nori walked away. Coronis wanted her to stay for more. But it would have been scary for her to go back at night. She had never felt this content in her shack. The burden she was carrying was somewhat duller. With everything going on around her, the way everything was falling apart, Nori came in like a warm sun.

Coronis's thoughts were crushed when she caught the sight of those dark, viscous eyes. A chill ran down her spine, knowing he was looking right into her eyes.

As better as she felt, new trouble set in her head. She shouldn't have let it happen. What if he came to know about it? Did he already know? Her beautiful eyes widened when he raised his glass towards her.

She quickly went back inside her shack and got to her work. She poured the ingredients for the bread which was not for the king. And added some dry fruits. She could see through the window of the kitchenette as the horses went by. She looked up, her heart skipped a beat when she made eye contact with him again. This time, from much closer. He stopped there and kept on looking.

She wasn't sure if he was that captive or if it was the fear of upsetting him, she just couldn't look away.

What would happen if she did choose him over her? This lonely question made her panic. This could not happen. But was it her choice to choose? No. It was his choice. She could only hope he leaves her alone.

He was a man of his king, she thought. He must be as dominant as his King. The Lord they say.

Those eyes. They made her shiver. Oh, did she pray for him to move away. She could feel her knees weakening. Why did she drag Nori into this?

“Coronis? Where did you get that locket from, that you were wearing yesterday?”

.....

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Okay, now I wanna know how the calming from nightmares would play out between Aster and Asha…which means I’m giving you full permission to write this type of angst.😅 Maybe the two of the have a nightmare about those AU endings you gave each of them (Asha is cursed and Aster is a black hole). If it means I see a wholesome interaction of either of them calming each other from a nightmare, it’ll be worth the angst.

OOOOH-HOO HA HA HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Oh Emptyblog7 my poor, naive, little friend! You have no idea of what you just unleashed!

Thanks to you, I can now explore the deep machinations of my characters psyche, their deepest and untold fears are revealed in poetic ways, and best of all, I get to make my favorite blorbo suffer YIPPIEEEEEEE!!!

So anyway, Asha got a nightmare in chapter 8 of Kingdom Of Wishes (In the updated version) so I guess it's Aster's turn.

"All you'll have to do is give her a true love's kiss" Explained Acrux, the south star of the southern cross constellation. The elder star spoke calmly with a wise and serene smile "If your feelings are indeed true love, then... You shall become a human"

He finished that sentence with his voice sounding slightly quavery, almost as if he was trying to hide from Aster a sense of dread he was feeling.

Aster, however, didn't notice the uneasiness in his voice at all. The young star was beaming with the news that the stars would actually grant his wish. He couldn't stop smiling, frantically moving his arms up and down with an unbound energy.

Aster celebrated in front of all the stars that surrounded them "WOOOAAAAH!!! LETS GOOO-" But he stopped himself, realizing it was best to show maturity in front of the ancient star "I mean- ahem- Thank you, for giving me this chance" The little star bowed down his head to Acrux, to which the brighter star just smiles amusedly.

Another star that was among the many others gathered around them spoke up "We couldn't, in good conscience, let you go without asking one thing first" The star that walked forward was Meissa, more specifically, she's the head of Orion "Do you truly understand what your wish entails?"

"Ummm sure I do, it means I get to spend the rest of my life with the one I love" Aster replied with his eyes sparkling brighter than the sun.

And speaking of which "Indeed, the rest of your life..." The sun from the earth's solar system herself spoke "A life that, for us, will be nothing but a passing moment... We'll view your life the same way humans view the life of a butterfly. Freeing and beautiful, sure, but also short and fragile." She explained with a smile that carried some worry behind him

Aster understood what the other stars were worried about, that he'd regret this choice, that something bad would happen to him, he smiled and tried to reassure them "I know, and I've already accepted that. As long as I have Asha by my side I have nothing to fear"

...

A voice echoed from the crowd of stars "Well then, I guess we're asking the wrong question. Aren't we?" Just from their tone, it was noticeable how they were smiling while speaking.

Aster was caught off guard by the voice. Deep down, they knew that this whole thing felt quite "Deja Vu"... Almost like a memory he was re-living... But that felt different, he didn't remember this part.

Aster turns towards where the voice came from, he doesn't know which of the stars spoke "And uh- what would the "right question" be? Heh heh" Aster asked, feeling anxious all of the sudden, not sure why.

The stars that were gathered around moved to the side, almost like a door sliding open to reveal who had spoken... Aster's breath hitched.

All he saw was two eyes. Two tiny, shiny, yellow eyes. On a dark silhouette.

Aster couldn't quite make out who or what the silhouette looked like. But he knew one thing... That's NOT how stars present themselves when taking a physical form... This is something else.

Aster floats backwards slightly, his eyes darting around to the other stars, he looks at them distressed as if to ask "Are you all seeing that?"

But they seem unnerved by the newcomer... They actually have no reaction at all.

The shadowy figure then says "The question isn't if you're prepared to die eventually, of coooourse you are." There's nothing to be seen on their face besides their eyes, however, Aster can practically HEAR their huge smile as they speak. The silhouette takes a few steps forward as they ask their first question "What you really should ask yourself is...

Are you ready to lose her?"

Aster felt a chill run down his spine... Which was odd, stars can't feel cold. He tried to open his mouth to speak but-

"Are you ready to be even MORE helpless than you already were?"

His voice didn't come out, it was as if something was holding his lungs. Aster turned to Acrux but-

"Are you ready to be useless for her, again?..."

Acrux wasn't there, he vanished. Aster quickly looks around, and to his horror... The stars are gone.

Aster is shaking, all he sees around him is darkness. There's nothing, there's no one. Just him, and this thing getting closer and closer.

The figure suddenly get's close really fast, floating right above him "Tell me, do you really think you can protect her?" He sneered, it felt more like a mockery than a question "Even though you can't even protect yourself?"

Aster was frozen in place, staring at those bright eyes looming above him.

Suddenly, he feels himself getting smaller, but not because he was shrinking. Looking down, Aster sees he's being sucked into a hole that opened beneath his feet.

They try to scream, but no sound came out.

And even if it did, no one would hear.

It's just the two of them, in the dark emptiness of space.

Aster feels as if they're being swallowed by quicksand, as his feet sink down slowly, down and down into the hole of emptiness.

"Heh heh it's like they said, you're just as fragile as a bug now" the shadow couldn't hold in a lowly chuckle as floated in circles above Aster, watching the other sinking down slowly in amusement "Ah but then again, that's nothing new to you, is it?" those glowing yellow eyes pierced through Aster's soul "Even when you had magic, you were weak. Now? Now you're NOTHING!" The shadow's hand SLAMS with all force on Aster's face, now pushing him down, making him sink faster and faster. "So, when something WORSE than Magnifico shows up, what will you do? Hmmm?" Aster tried to pull and punch the hand out of his face, but it wouldn't budge, it was like the arm was made of concrete. He was powerless to stop this "That's right, NOTHING!" The hand pushed Aster down harshly, he could feel his whole lower half was being pressured from all sides, like he was being buried alive.

From between the dark fingers, Aster could open his eyes to look at the silhouette face to face...

He wasn't a silhouette anymore.

Aster could see their face... It was his own face.

It was like looking in a mirror, albeit, a mirror with a very sinister smile.

"But hey! That's what you wished for, right?" they kept pushing Aster down, his chest was completely swallowed by the hole. The shadow grinned as he rambled almost playfully "To live unsure of what the future has in store, not knowing what other threats you'll be hopeless to stop next, wow, exciting stuff, huh?! Everyday a brand new failure!" Aster once again tried to scream, but his voice wasn't coming out no matter how hard he tried. They were buried now up to the neck. His shadow stopped smiling, now with a cold expression, he said one last thing before pushing Aster into the abyss "So don't cry about it when things get tough, you asked for it."

With one last push... Aster fell in.

And he kept falling. Down.

Down and down.

Free falling.

Down.

Until.

"AAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" Aster woke up in cold sweat.

The boy was breathing as if his heart was trying to jump out of his chest, his eyes darting around the room, blinking rapidly, trying to adjust to the darkness. The room was barely lit thanks to the light of the full moon coming from the window, but slowly, things started coming into focus.

Aster tried to calm himself, hugging his pillow as he looked around to ground himself back into reality. None of that was real, he was fine, he was in his room, with just a closet, a few books scattered on the floor, and a face staring at him.

"GAAH-" Aster let out another yell, realizing that the face staring at him was his own... Because there was a mirror on the other side of the room.

He let out a sigh, of both relief and frustration, he literally just got scared of his reflection, how pathetic is that?

They stared back into the mirror for a few moments. Seeing his now curly brown hair and freckled cheeks... He could also see how much he was shaking, even though it wasn't cold.

They breathed deeply a few more time, as everything from that dream started to sink in, and not only that, but everything else that has been happening since Aster became human.

All the times he got hurt by accidentally forgetting he couldn't fly anymore and Asha got really worried about him.

All the times they passed by the royals statues and Aster had in the back of his mind the lingering fear that maybe the spell wasn't permanent.

All the times he wanted to express how this is all so new and overwhelming, to the point he sometimes didn't want to hang out with Asha and the others, sometimes, he just wanted to be left alone.

But he can't say that, right? Their time together is short, he has to enjoy every day like it's his last, that's what being human is all about... Right? And... That's what he wished for...

Aster didn't even notice he was crying til he felt a knot stuck in his throat. Tears were running down his freckled cheeks as he still kept staring in the mirror.

*knock knock*

"AAH!" Aster screams for the third time in a row once he hears someone knocking on the door.

"Aster, are you okay? I heard you yelling" Asha's voice came worriedly from the other side of the door "May I come in?"

Aster quickly dried his own tears with his pillow "Oh he-hey Asha! Ye-yeah sure, I'm fine, just uh- I fell from the bed" he lied, trying to disguise how hoarse his voice sounded

Asha opened the door, wearing a simple orange night gown and holding a candle "Did you hurt yourself? That was a pretty loud scream"

She wasn't actually buying this "Fell from the bed" talk, she knew by now Aster sometimes had the bad habit of keeping any negative feelings to himself. They still had to work through that.

Aster chuckled awkwardly "Heheh oops, I should probably apologize to Dahlia, her parents and the neighbors tomorrow, shouldn't I?" he tried to lighten the situation, but the shakiness in his voice gave it away that he wasn't feeling well

Asha set next to him on the bed and placed the candle on the night stand "Aster, you know you can tell me anything... I want to help." She held his hand, soothingly caressing it with her thumb. With his other hand Aster dried another tear that threatened to fall from the corner of his eye. Asha gently held his other hand as she said "You can cry if you need to"

And that was enough to make Aster break into tears.

The two of them hugged, as Asha caressed his back gently and whispered words of reassurance, his sobbing slowly subsided into small hiccups, and later to just some spaced out shaky breaths.

Soon, Aster was able to take deep breaths and calm himself, although he had calmed down, the two remained in the embrace, like neither of them wanted to let go.

"... I'm afraid of the unknown." Aster admitted in a sigh "Of not knowing what'll happen with us in the future... What if something worse than the royals comes and I- I can't keep you safe..." Aster's voice started shaking again.

Asha held him closer "I'm afraid too... Everyone's afraid of not knowing what'll happen next, that's part of life" she explained, feeling her own heart ache, as she indeed understood what Aster meant, or at least part of it "But we promised we'd protect each other, remember? That means I'm here for you too" She let go of the hug to look at him in the eyes with a smile "So don't put so much pressure on yourself, okay? We're in this together"

Aster's tears still glistened with the moonlight coming from the window, but he had a bittersweet smile.

"Thank you..." Aster pondered for a moment, and then asked "Is it okay if we cancel those plans we had for tomorrow and just... Stay home? Maybe just talking?... I think I want take the day to relax" He wasn't sure if it was selfish of him to ask that

"Of course we can." Asha replied warmly "That's actually a great idea, to be honest, we've been showing you so much human things everyday it probably got you kinda stressed, huh?"

Aster hugged her once again, she didn't know how much that meant to him.

"Thank you for understanding... I love you, Asha."

Asha hugged him back with a smile "I love you too, Aster"

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Dang that was a lot. I had to do some research about dream symbolism, look up the meanings of "Not being able to scream in a dream" and "Sinking in quick sand in a dream" and also "Free falling in a dream" for more insight.

Basically what I wanted to explore was both Aster's fear of not being strong enough to protect Asha, a fear that carried over since their star boy days to his human days, and also the guilt that comes from not feeling 100% happy after getting something you wanted all your life. Aster wished to be human for so long, so he feel like he doesn't have the right to feel sad, otherwise they're being ungrateful, when of course there's nothing wrong with not being happy all the time, that's something Aster still gotta work through.

In conclusion, Aster needs some therapy, luckily Asha is the next closest thing.

Tagging yall cause I've been teasing this angst for days now lol @gracebeth3604 @uva124 @emillyverse @oh-shtars @signed-sapphire @kstarsarts

[silversatin2105]

Inspired by the response from Grand line dreams Angst ask about severely injured reader

Writer’s comments:

This is a response to the ask answered by the user known as @grandlinedreams, this is my take on a best case scenario, thank you so much for your permission to post

TW: Angst, mentions of medial stuff, potential character death, if I’ve missed anything please let me know and I’ll add them to the list

It had been two weeks and three days since (Y/N) had been severely injured, you had survived the reaper’s scythe that night, its amazing how you did, you were decimated, deep lacerations on your arms and chest, before Law even got to you half a pint of your blood had already been spilled, without hesitation that day Law had carried your dying form to the Polar Tang and emergency surgery had to be performed.

Blood had to be warmed and prepped, bandages had to be removed and the wounds under sutured after Law checked for signs of internal bleeding and any shrapnel that entered the wounds had to be removed and then fish skin was placed upon the wounds before being re-dressed, when the blood was ready it was allowed to flow into your veins as the other arm took in IV fluids, no need for a sedative you were already out of it.

The first night was always the fist challenge you would face, At this moment deaths embrace felt comforting, the natural next step but what about him?

Law had always feared that your devil may care attitude would lead to calamity and so right he was, you fucked up and now the Captain of the Polar Tang had to deal with the very real threat of loosing you, On one rare conversation he would tell you of the brave man whom gave him a second shot at life, to tell you the truth that’s the first time he opened up to you, hearing his story you vowed to do anything for him, become anything for him and right now there was a very real chance that would be a corpse.

No were the thoughts in your mind as you channeled all your energy, all your might, everything into breathing, you were not going to add to the myriad of mental scars to him, NO MORE SUFFERING, breathing in and out you fought, the heart beating in your chest like terrible thunder as in the reality that your coma had sealed you from, you lay heaving concerning law.

“Damn have you developed an infection?” Law asked wiping your brow with a clean cloth, the male grimaced lip bitten as he checked your wounds, a few were red and hot to the touch so he applied IV antibiotics to your course of treatment, the second hurdle in your journey to spit death in the face and draw another waking breath, raw emotion galvanizing your resolve, fight on, live on.

After a few days the antibiotics took effect, the second hurdle back to the land of the living almost cleared, Law was still taking his meals by your bedside, still cautious- On alert, and He left the running of the ship mostly to Beppo after forming a plan of attack for the next moves to make, like before he spoke to you, Asked what was going thought your mind?, No doubt he’s seen some wild occurrences, since his alliances with straw hat, but in truth, seeing you that day on the battlefield, he never dared to hope that you’d draw another waking breath. 

Heck he was so worried that he had taken to shifted bathroom breaks with other members of the crew watching you and this was the norm for two weeks and four days, He must have had too much coffee that morning as he couldn’t wait for cover, he made his apologies to your sleeping form and bolted for the bathroom, as he walked back to the med bay he sighed- I better get another cup of coffee later for tonight..im so fucking tired …when’s the last time I slept, were his thoughts as he walked into the room where you were being kept, his tired and drained eyes gaze out to a surprise.

It was you, sitting up in bed your (insert color) eyes looking at him with a sort of tired look, you had seen better days then again so had he, he looked disheveled, sleep deprived and honestly so fucking done, in that moment no words were spoken, just a quietness as your eyes locked, ten minutes had passed and then it happened, you began to speak.

“I’m so sorry captain, I messed up… their Haki was too strong, I promise it won’t happen again” you told him an apology, one of the things you fought through death for, Law was stunned, the first thing from you after three weeks was an apology.

“Is that it… after three weeks the first words out of your mouth is an apology, We’ve all been worried sick, you damned idiot !” Law went on to say in a harsh tone, cold words masking the internalized concern he daren’t let himself feel, the emotions he stonewalled from his own heart, Law in this moment was as before romantically hidden behind a sheet of Plexiglas.

You looked up at him with shock in your eyes, you expected this but you didn’t expect it to hurt so much, tears welling in your eyes you slid back onto to the bed clutching the blanket to your chest, Law grumbled and sighed laying his hat on the bedside table resting his head by your side, a hand timidly reaching out to yours, within a moment, you felt the roughness of his fingertips upon your hand, the hand of your captain, you froze in response, you go to turn to look at him.

“D-don’t look at me right now. Please…” Law orders as you oblige him to take in the warmth of your hand, the pulse on your wrist, a pulse that those three weeks ago could have been taken from him, could he finally bring himself to hope now that you were once more amongst the living, fifteen minutes past as he assessed you, got his heart ready and then he began to speak.

“Listen up, I am going to say something, take it as you will…the truth is (Y/N) I feel deep kinship for you, since you joined the crew you’ve shown unwavering loyalty, courage in the face of adversity. What I mean to say is…I love you”

Law speaks to you, the world in that moment shattering, your eyes widen as he presses his head close to you back, and you blush as Law finally falls asleep after three weeks of hell.

You go to move and as you do, you feel an arm move carefully around you, light snoozing sounds from the captain of the heart pirates can be heard, and so in that moment you smile lightly and fall asleep again.

“It’s easy to promise someone that you’d die for them but even more difficult to promise that you'd live for someone"

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[callsign-dexter]

My Daughter, My Heart Pt. 3

Summary: Now that she has met Grant, everything seems right. Elizabeth gets to call Javy and she tells him the news. Javy is now free to tell Jake but will he after what he did to Elizabeth?

Pairings: Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, OC!Grant Braxton x OC!Elizabeth Taylor

Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing

Masterlist

My Daughter, My Heart

Prolog Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

It had been a week since Elizabeth met Grant and they had been on numerous dates and they had really hit it off. She told him all about what happened and he actually listened and didn't get mad when she made it all about her and Jake. She told him all about Javy and he supported her that she had a strong friendship with someone. They had just gotten back from a date and he had dropped her off at her home and walked her to the front porch and kissed her cheek. They said their goodbyes and then she watched him walk to his car and drive off through the window. She turned away and made busy getting ready to relax for the night when she got a FaceTime notification from a restricted number and instantly knew what it was, Jake had called her that way many of times. She answered it expecting Jake but it was Javy instead and she instantly smiles.

"Javy!" She exclaimed

"Well you look happy." He said "I'm glad to see you happy." He added and she couldn't stop smiling. "What's up? How have you been?" He asked and she moved to a more comfortable place.

"I'm good! I actually moved to San Diego and got a teaching job on Miramar Navy base. I also met a really nice guy that bumped into me at the grocery store." She said.

"That's great! Tell me about this guy." He said and she actually blushed and that made him smile.

"He's great! He's a doctor and I just got back from a date with him. He listens to me. His name is Grant Braxton. He's so nice, Javy. He is such a gentleman." Elizabeth gushed on and he Javy listened and smiled.

"How's the pregnancy going?" He asked and she nodded her head.

"It's going really great! I'm 2 months along now." She said "I was thinking..." She begin to add and he interrupted her.

"Uh oh, thats dangerous." He said with a smirk and that made her chuckle.

"Oh hush. Anyways, I think I'm ok with you telling Jake." She said and he was silent about it.

"Are you sure? I mean he did leave you." He said and she nodded again.

"Yes, I know but I don't think it is right to keep a secret like this from the father. I want to give him a chance to be in this child's life even if I moved on." She explained and he nodded understanding where she was coming from.

"I understand but I think I'm going to make him suffer for a little bit but now that I know that I have your permission to tell him makes it easier. I'm still incredibly pissed at him." Javy said and she nodded and then she heard a beeping. "Listen, I gotta go but I promise when I get a chance to call again I will and when we get back I will." He said and she nodded smiling.

"I'll definitely keep you updated especially when you get back. Be safe Javy and tell Jake I said be safe even though he broke my heart, I still care about him." She said and nodded.

"Will do, Liz. Have a nice night and I'll talk to you later." He said

"You got it." She said back and then she ended the call and then got ready for bed.

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When Javy hung up the phone he set it down in its spot and walked back to his best friend. "Who did you get to talk to?" Jake asked and Javy looked over at him.

"I talked to Elizabeth." He said and he saw Jake tense and what looked like sadness wash over his eyes. He knew he fucked up and it hurt him so much.

"How is she doing?" Jake asked

"She's doing good. She's met someone and is really happy about it." Javy said and Jake nodded. Javy thought about telling him about her pregnancy but decided against it.

"There probably isn't any chance that I would be able to win her back is there?" Jake asked and Javy shook his head.

"After the shit you pulled not a chance in hell. You would be lucky if she talks to you or looks your way." Javy said and Jake hung his head in shame feeling the guilt.

"I shouldn't have done it." Jake said and Javy nodded in agreement.

"No you really shouldn't have done it but you did it and now you have to face the consequences." Javy said and they left it at that.

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4 months have passed of Elizabeth being pregnant and the baby was growing bigger and stronger every day. Grant and Elizabeth got together soon after the 5th date, she wanted to take it slow and Grant was respectful of that. Their relationship was like a dream come true and he had gone to every doctor's appointment with her and was absolutely supportive of her wanting to wait to see what the baby was going to be. She and Javy talked whenever they could and Jake had stopped asking who he talked to already knowing who it was. Grant was the absolute best he never overstepped and was just there for her, he went to all of the appointments and held her when she was able to hear the baby's heartbeat.

Shortly after they had started dating Grant's lease was up and they talked and they decided to that he would move into Elizabeth's place. Plus it was closer to the hospital that he worked at which just happened to be the hospital closest to the base and the school. Every now and then the thought of Jake not being there hit her hard but she blamed it on the hormones but Grant knew otherwise. Jake and Javy have been gone for 4 months. Grant and Elizabeth started dating since she was 3 months pregnant meaning that they had been together for 2 month since she was 4 months along now. Each day the love for each other had grown stronger.

She had just gotten home from work and sat down on the couch, turned on the TV and then somehow fell asleep. A few hours later Grant had came home from the hospital still in his scrubs and was confused when he didn't hear her padding around the house doing who knows what. "Baby?" Grant asked as he went looking for her and then heard the TV and walked into the living room and smiled when she found her asleep laying on the couch hugging her swollen stomach. He walked over to her and bent down running a hand through her hair and that woke her up.

"Babe?" She asked and he smiled and nodded "When did you get home?' She asked.

"Just now. Have you eaten?" He asked and she shook her head.

"No, I came home and sat down because my feet and back were killing me. I turned on the TV and fell asleep." She said and he smiled.

"Let's get you something to eat and I'll run you a bath." He said helping her sit up and she nodded and smiled. He kissed her forehead and got to work on supper. It was quickly done and they ate and then he was running her a bath and helped her down into the tub.

"Join me." She said and he smiled.

"Always." He said and stripped out of his scrubs and stepped in behind her when she leaned up and slowly sank down. Elizabeth leaned back into him and he wrapped his arms around her stomach gently stroking it as he kissed her shoulder. "Long day?" He asked when she sighed.

"Very. Standing all day doesn't help." She said

"Have you thought about taking maternity leave?" He asked

"I have but I want to wait as long as I can." She said and he nodded never pressuring her into making decisions she didn't want. Jake never did that either but he had hurt so bad that Grant was helping her heal.

"I'm here no matter what decision you make." He said and she smiled "I love you." He said

"I love you too." Elizabeth said back and then they fell into a comfortable silence.

Elizabeth wondered if Javy every told Jake but right now she couldn’t care less. She was finally happy with someone that made her feel like Jake made her feel, maybe made her a little bit happier than Jake ever did.

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4 months on an aircraft carrier was a lot of time for Jake to think about what he had done and he was really kicking himself. Javy saw him kicking himself over and over again and he was feeling guilty for not telling him but he deserved it. Javy almost broke down several times to tell Jake about the baby but he kept thinking how Elizabeth was the night Jake left. “Are you ok, Jake?” Javy asked one night while they were getting ready to go to bed.

“No and yes. Do you think if I called her, she would answer and let me explain?” He asked and Javy knew who he was talking about.

“I wouldn’t man. She’s happy with Grant and finally moving on after you broke her heart. I don’t think it would be a good idea honestly. It would just put stress on her and the baby.” Javy said and then realized what he said as soon as he saw Jake’s face.

“Baby?” Jake asked and Javy stayed silent “Javy is she pregnant?” Jake asked again and he nodded.

“Yes.” Javy said “She would be 4 months along now.” He said and Jake stayed quiet.

“That means that she was pregnant when I left. That’s what she wanted to tell me.” Jake said the realization just now dawning on him.

“She told me when I went over there after she called me crying.” Javy said

“You mean to tell me that you knew and you kept it from me?” Jake asked in anger.

“Yes.” Javy said and Jake saw red.

“You should’ve told me!” Jake yelled

“She told me not to tell you. She gave me permission on the last call.” Javy said trying to keep calm.

“Well, you should’ve told me then! What the hell, Coyote!” Jake yelled

“I didn’t think you deserved to know after what you did to her.” Javy said

“She’s pregnant with my child! That’s something I should know! You know what? Fuck you.” Jake said as he turned and stormed out of the room.

“Where are you going?” Javy asked

“To the gym.” Jake said, he was already in gym shorts and a Navy t-shirt, as he stormed out slamming the door.

“Fuck. What did I just do?” Javy asked himself. Elizabeth did give him permission but he was going to wait until they were back on land. This was not part of the plan.

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[goldensunset]

AITA for trying to kill my students?

Title sounds bad but hear me out.

I (90?M) have three students (20M, 18F, 16M). The older two are pretty normal people that I just kinda found somewhere when they were kids. The youngest was dropped off at my door about four years ago, having suffered clear brain damage. He was brought there by an on-again, off-again friend of mine (also 90ishM) who claimed that what happened to the kid was somehow his fault. I told him everything between us was forgiven and that I’d handle it.

Now, the thing about the kid (let’s call him ‘V’) is that what my old friend did to him was essentially trying to turn him into a living superweapon. V’s heart got split in half into pure light and pure darkness (I’m not sure where the other one went, but if I ever see a being of darkness, it’s on sight), and if those halves ever come together again, the weapon will be forged, and with it, the power to end the world. But my friend (let’s call him ‘X’) pinky promised he wasn’t gonna try to do that anymore after it failed the first time, and I believe in my friend.

But just to be safe, I’ve kept V from going off into the outside world for these past few years, in case X or anyone like him ever found the kid and used him to try to forge the weapon. All three of my students are homeschooled and I don’t let them access the Internet, nor have they ever really left this place since coming here, so they’re pretty sheltered. I have much stricter rules for V in particular, and I’ve managed to keep him from ever finding out who or what he is, since he can’t remember a thing. He complains about being treated like a child all the time, but that’s just teenage angst, you know? I’m doing what’s best for him.

Anyway, to make a very long story short, V found out about the half-of-a-superweapon thing. He finally came back after having run away from home (which I did not give him permission to do, mind you), looking upset, so I tried to comfort him. But then he confronted me about his newfound knowledge, which he learned after running into X, who was in fact unfortunately trying to pull off his plan again. I admitted to having hidden this knowledge from V for his own sake.

So here’s where I might be TA. I knew what he was all these years, but I still tried to protect him and let him live his life as much as possible while simultaneously protecting the world from him. But at this moment I figured I couldn’t do that anymore, and so the only way to prevent him from becoming the superweapon was to preemptively destroy him. Believe me, I didn’t want to, but I didn’t see much of a choice. It was for the greater good of protecting the world.

So I tried attacking V, but my oldest student (let’s call him ‘T’) showed up and interfered. He wouldn’t get out of my way, and I didn’t get a chance to explain my reasoning to him. So I told him that if he didn’t listen to me and let me do this, I’d have to kill him too. It’s worth mentioning that V himself then said he agreed with me about him needing to die. But T kept resisting me and started using the power of darkness, which was absolutely terrifying, (I have severe darkness-related trauma, btw), and then he sent V through a portal to protect him. So then I tried attacking T. All darkness everywhere needs to be destroyed, at any cost. It’s a serious threat.

So, Reddit, AITA? I tried to attack and kill two of my students for the greater purpose of saving the universe.

EDIT: I am dead. T actually bested me in combat and then X delivered the killing blow. I’m typing this as a ghost, yes. It’s kind of a complicated situation. Stop asking me to go do anything or apologize to anyone; I’m stuck here.

EDIT 2: No, I am not a troll.

[thenextdawn-temporarilyclosed]

You’re Alive Pt. 4

Pt. 3 HERE

Word count: 2.2K

Summary: when you wake up in a hospital bed, finally you find out why it is that everyone’s been leaving you behind.

Warnings: mentions of depression, suicide attempt (overdose), seizures, hospital, angst

Pairing: Wednesday X Fem!Reader

Part 4 is finally here! I’m sorry if it kept you waiting, but with the shadow ban and everything, It was delayed a lot. I hope it was worth the wait🖤✨

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Where am I? What is this place? It feels so calm, so peaceful, yet so… empty. This feeling… I don’t like it. It’s not really a feeling, I’m not feeling anything. Emptiness, is what I could call it even if it’s not quite the same. I feel things around me, I feel people around me, I hear voices, frenetic ones perhaps. I’m having these flashes of people around me, I feel people’s hands on me. Did someone find me? Am I in a hospital and… am I dying? Did I finally die?

“She’s having a seizure! Move her on her side” the doctors instructed as you felt their hands on you and felt liquids being pushed into you from some syringes. Your eyes were shut close but you could hear and feel everything.

Stop touching me, why is this so hard for you to understand? I want to die. If I didn’t want to die I wouldn’t have gotten myself in this situation. Please just Let me go, I don’t want to be here anymore.

“(Y/N), please, please I’m begging you don’t leave me. I need you, we need you. Please you have a long life ahead of you and I’ll be with you forever. Please just come back to me..” She said sobbing.

Who is this? Is this Wednesday? Did she come back for me? And why is she telling me she’ll be with me forever? Does she really mean it? Is she going to leave me again? Is she going to stay? But then if she is, I want to be with her, I want to love her and spend my life with her.

You stopped seizing and everyone in the room took a sigh of relief, doctors cleaning the liquid that had formed in your mouth from the seizure and then they attached a new IV drip to you, hoping that you’d recover. “This should be the downfall of her overdose. She shouldn’t get any worst after this so she should be in the clear. We will still check on her to be sure, but she should recover in no time. In the mean time, Mrs Weems” the woman stood up, she was still your guardian after all, and even if you were now an adult, it was clear that you couldn’t tend to yourself. “We’re gonna need to set her up some sessions with a psychiatrist when she wakes up, but we’re gonna need your permission. She can say she doesn’t want to go but given her conditions you’re the one making choices for her.” The woman nodded and the doctor left the room, leaving you alone with who used to be your girlfriend and your “mother figure”.

Wednesday just sat there next to your bed, holding your hand and crying silently, tears that she kept on wiping, refusing to be this weak again. She had already been too weak when she found you almost dead in what used to be her bed, and she had been feeling ashamed for showing emotions in front of Weems in the first place. In front of you she didn’t mind, but in front of Weems, no, she couldn’t. “It’s okay to cry, Wednesday…” Weems said, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder. “Don’t touch me” the brunette warned as she continued holding your hand, but the woman insisted. “You need to learn to show emotions… I’m worried about her too.” Wednesday wasn’t having any of it. “Just shut up! You don’t get to do this, you don’t get to be here and try to comfort me when this is clearly all your fault! You forced us to leave, you forced all of us to pretend we’re dead because of some fucking mistake you did! And she was the one to suffer for it and you knew she would, yet you didn’t care!” Wednesday almost shouted. She couldn’t bare to just be quiet anymore.

The girl got up and walked towards the taller woman, clenching her fists and her jaw before speaking. “All these years I’ve wanted nothing more than to just be with her, I knew what she would be going through, you knew that too! Yet not once did you care! You raised her, she’s like your daughter and you just treated her like crap, you treated her like your experiment and not once did you care that she was hurting and that she didn’t live the life she deserved. This,” she said indicating to you “this is all your fault. You basically forced us to hurt her, so you don’t get to be here and tell me that it’s okay to cry.” The woman was about to speak back when you, who had woken up for a while now, spoke. “S-she forced you?” You asked weakly. Wednesday turned around and seeing you awake she ran to you and hugged you tightly, your head was pounding and it ached a lot, but you hugged her back.

“(Y/N), are you okay? How do you feel?” Wednesday asked, but you ignored her question and sat up. “What does she mean when she said you forced her?” You asked Weems. It had been a lot since you last saw her, but what you heard didn’t make her look really good. “(Y/N), this is a story for another day.” The woman smiled and walked over to you. “No, I want to hear it now. I want to hear why you left me here alone all these years thinking you were all dead, when you were actually living a happy life somewhere else. I want to know why you decided to make me suffer like this.” The woman remained quiet and looked down, Wednesday looked at her, sending daggers with her glare “if you don’t tell her I will” Weems stayed quiet so Wednesday sat on your bed and took your hand.

“Ever since you came at Nevermore, Larissa’s plan started. Do you remember when there was the Hyde attacking people?” You nodded at her question. It was never one Hyde. It had always been two. Ever since you came at Nevermore she drugged you, took you to the hyde’s cave, transformed you, made you kill people and then erase your memories with the help of a witch, her friend perhaps.” You looked at her in shock. “N-no, I’m not a hyde. That’s not possible, I’m not a hyde” you repeated. Wednesday squeezed your hand and sighed. “You don’t remember that because that siren was good enough. You’re not actually a real hyde, but with some kind of potion you became one for a really short period. No one knew about this until the final battle. Weems felt guilty after seeing you so scared, and she forced us to leave you, making you think we were dead because she was scared that you could kill all of us, and she didn’t want to be the one to kill you nor did she want to see you die.”

You were shocked enough to say the least, you didn’t know what to reply, how to react. “None of this makes any sense, please tell me you’re lying to me… Larissa, tell me she’s lying to me” you said, you really hoped she was just lying and they were making fun of you. “She’s not, my dear… I’m sorry” Larissa said and looked down. Once again you lost a mother figure, you had been lied to almost your entire life and now more people were lying to you, it hurt, it didn’t feel good. “Get out” you said as tears made their way to your eyes. “(Y/N)-“ you interrupted her “GET THE FUCK OUT” you yelled and watched her leave. Wednesday tried to calm you down but it wasn’t working. The IV working as well as the too many emotion made you want to throw up. You turned around and threw up on the floor all while crying and Wednesday held your hair back. “You’re okay mi amor, you’ll be okay…” she whispered and caressed your back in attempt to soothe you.

When you were finished and sat back up to look at her, you looked at Wednesday with tears in your eyes, while she took a tissue and cleaned your mouth. “Nes I-I’m so sorry…” you said and tried not to sob. “All this time I blamed you, I blamed you for hurting me while it was all her fault, I’m so sorry, I’m sorry please forgive me” you said and burst out crying, your own shaky hands on your face covering it and wiping your own tears. “(Y/N)… I should be the one to ask for your forgiveness. I never told you anything, I never stayed. I hurt you either way… I promised you I’d stay when I knew I wouldn’t, I never let you know I was fine, all of us were pawns in her game. Will you forgive me?” Wednesday looked at you with sad, hopeful eyes. She never wanted to be away from you longer than necessary, now she wasn’t going to leave your side. You looked at her while sobbing before just leaning in her arms, she held you as tight as she could and you heard a shaky breath escape her lips. Wednesday was so relieved to finally see you were okay, after a long dark period there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel, and you taught her that.

“I went through hell…” you started, all while in Wednesday’s arms. You had both laid down in your hospital bed and Wednesday was hugging you while you hid your face in her neck. “When the psychologists asked me if I still thought of you, the reply was obvious… because I thought of you every day. And the only thing I wanted to keep remembering was your voice… fuck I wanted so bad to just be able to hear it forever, but with time… I forgot about that. With time my vision of you started getting distorted, I didn’t remember what you looked like anymore, and I’d pay thousands of dollars just to go back to the first time we met, and feel what I felt when I first started talking to you… and we went through all this shit just to end up being strangers again like the first time, this maybe, was the greatest heartbreak…” you gripped Wednesday’s shirt, trying not to cry again as she pulled you closer to her.

“And I hoped that maybe someday we’d meet again, in another world, another body, another time, another life. Like the soulmates meant to find each other in each life, you know?” You gave a small smile that only you were aware of. “I even got to a point when the mention of your name would hurt me a lot, it’d cause me panic attacks, nightmares… I felt so guilty for not having been able to save you that day. And then Weems? I fucked myself up getting attached to her. She was like a mother to me, and I put in it all of myself to be a good daughter for her. But I tried, didn’t I? Goddammit, at least I did that. Still, it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. I was never enough and I’m learning it just now.” Your tears were staining Wednesday’s black sweatshirt, but she didn’t care.

“Before this day, before you, I didn’t really know what love was. And I kept on thinking, What if you take the chance, what if you risk your heart, what if you crash it into someone who genuinely inspires you, and they choose you? What if they love you the way you always desired to be loved? What if they hug your broken pieces back together, and bring you soup when you're sick, and fill your life with the sunniest, most tender kind of happiness? What if they grow you, and encourage you, and teach you that love was always meant to be soft? That it was always meant to feel the way it feels when you are with them? What if they make you understand why it never worked out with anyone who came before them? What if they stay?” You never thought that such words could come from you, yet here you were. And those words left Wednesday speechless too.

She moved so that you two were now lying in bed and facing each other, and she hesitantly brought a hand up to your cheek to caress it with her thumb. You leaned in for the touch as a tear rolled down your cheek, which she wiped. “This person is you. It was you, it is you and it will always be you and I don’t care what you say, even if you didn’t stay physically, you stayed in my head, in my memory, in my heart. But now I just want some peace, can we at least have that?” You said, whispering the last sentence as you snuggled up to her and she held you tighter, letting you hide once again your face in the crook of her neck. “My love, of course we can have some peace… now that you know everything, it’s time you come back with me and meet with everyone else too.”

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[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

🦇 Stuck 🦇

Summary; Eddie is adjusting to being in bat form, he's injured and thankfully rescued and taken care of by y/n.

She is as unaware as well as the rest of the gang that the Lil bat she's nursing back to health is Eddie who desperately wants to return to his human form.

Warnings; Cute bat Eddie hijinks, fluff. Tiny bits of angst but not much.

Reblogs, comments etc mean a lot to me ❤ I do not give anyone permission to copy my work.

Jesus H Christ. He was a fucking bat. A lot of strange shit had happened to Eddie over the last few days but this shit had to be the most insane.

He tries to speak but all that comes out are little squeaks and it frustrates him. After being attacked by the demo bats he was sure he was a goner and felt himself slip away peacefully in Henderson's arms.

Then he woke up to...this. To his tiny fucking bat form and was suffering from an injury to his wing.

Barely just barely he managed to escape from the Upside Down and was panicking because how could he let anyone know what was wrong with him? They all thought he was dead.

Also, how did he turn back into a human? Is that even what he was now? Was he a vampire? He had no fucking clue.

"Oh my god, you poor baby". Wait! He knows that voice...

He looks up and y/n, Henderson's sister is standing over him. He begins to squeak and flap his wings, well as much as he could with the injured one.

She leans down and gently picks him up with her jacket.

"Oh, you sweet little thing. Look at your poor wing. Let's get you inside yeah?". She holds him close and he feels so grateful that she is helping him.

They had grown close over the months that he had known Dustin, the little shrimp, y/n was beautiful inside and out, smart, funny.

Thank fuck, it was her that found him.

Exhausted from his flight and everything that has happened in the last twenty-four hours, he falls asleep.

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When he wakes up he is snuggled into y/n's jacket and his wing has been tended to while he slept, it's been cleaned up and bandaged.

It feels so much better, it still hurts but it isn't agonising like it was before.

Y/n comes into view and is smiling at him. She has tiny pieces of fruit and veg cut up in a little bowl and another bowl filled with water.

He nibbles it greedily and gulps down the water.

"Are you feeling better little one?" He lets out a teeny squeak and she smiles.

"You wanna meet Dustin? I'm afraid that he isn't feeling the best at the moment. His friend Eddie died, her lip wobbles, he died a hero protecting my little brother, my friends and I can never thank him enough".

He squeaks softly moving closer to her wanting to offer her some comfort. Tell her that he's right here! That he's okay.

Gently she picks him up and gathers him in a soft blanket and takes him through to Henderson.

"Dusty, I found this little guy last night, do you want to help me take care of him?". Dustin looks at him with a pained expression.

"Y/n is that one of them? The demo bats". His voice changes growing dark and she soothes him.

"No, they all died. I'm not sure where this one came from. I understand if you don't want to help after what happened with...with Eddie, Dusty".

He softens.

"No, I want to help too, it will help take my mind off things".

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Eddie was slowly settling into a routine with y/n. She was the one who looked after him mainly but Dustin helped too.

Every night she read to him or told him about her day, he would perch on her shoulder or pillow and listen to her intently.

He would steal treats which would make her giggle and he loved hearing her chat about even the simplest things.

They would have dinner every night at seven and even though he was feeling better, his wing was healed and he could fly faster, he still wanted to stay with y/n and Dustin.

He knew it was stupid, especially while he was in bat form but he was beginning to fall for y/n. She was so kind and sweet, beautiful inside and out.

If only he could show her who he was.

He tried to drop hints to her and Dustin, he would sit on top of Dustin's Hellfire shirt, and he tried to pick up a pen to write his name one time but he only got so far as writing a very incomprehensible E.

He sat on the missing poster of him and squeaked until his little voice gave out but it was no use. Y/n couldn't understand him neither could Dustin.

There must be a way he could turn back himself though and he was going to do it.

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There was a meeting at Jim Hopper's cabin. Y/n and Dustin had introduced him to the others and he didn't like the way Harrington was eyeing him.

"Those little bastards killed Eddie and tried to feast on my guts y/n. Can't you leave it at home".

Y/n looks at Steve affronted.

"You dingus, he isn't a demo bat, they are dead, Vecna is dead and the upside down is gone. One demo bat couldn't escape".

"It better not come near me I'm not kidding y/n". Eddie squeaks affronted and chatters into y/n's ear.

Of course she can't understand him but she gets the idea behind his little rants and nods along with him.

*Squeak* Tell Harrington. *Squeak* I'll bite him *Squeak* right on his ass *Squeak* if he doesn't shut up.

She gently tickles his little head and he calms down going for a snooze in her arms, well he would be lying if he didn't admit that he kept one eye on Harrington most times.

❤

He wonders what y/n would think if he ever was able to turn human again. It's something that's been playing on his mind for days and when he settled down for sleep last night on her pillow.

Still half sleepy and waking up he immediately feels different. Everything feels different.

When his eyes open fully with a jolt he realises he's himself again.

He grins.

"Jesus H Christ, finally". He doesn't notice y/n who was snuggled up beside him wake up, stares at him and screams tumbling off the bed.

"E... Eddie. How are you even here right now? we thought you died! Dustin oh god Dustin".

He tries to soothe her but she is still in shock and he manages to steady her, settling her back on the bed.

"How? How did you?". Words fail her and he shows her by turning to his bat form and then back again.

She still looks like she's in shock but she throws her arms around him sobbing.

He returns the hug gently kissing her hair.

"I don't understand how are you alive Eddie?".

"I just remember slipping away in Dustin's arms and then waking up as a bat, you found me, took care of me and now I'm me again".

He strokes her cheek.

"I've missed you", she sobs and he holds her close.

"I've missed you to princess". She peers up at him and he gently thumbs her lips wanting so badly to kiss her. He moves closer and just as their lips meet Dustin rushes in.

"I heard you scream? Are you... He gapes as he sees Eddie who smiles.

"Henderson" Dustin gapes and then he rushes to Eddie throwing his arms around him.

Hearing Dustin sob makes y/n cry and he pulls her into the hug too.

"Jesus, H Christ, I need a shower man, being a bat for so fucking long has thrown me off kilter". He grins again and Dustin freezes.

"What?".

"Dude! You have fangs".

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[taylormarieee]

~I love you too much~

Summary: You and Glenn are arguing about how you almost got killed on a run being arrogant but you blame the whole situation on Nicholas. Eventually your anger forms into lust.

Word Count: 1.3k

Genre: Angst - Smut

Pairing: Glenn Rhee X Fem!Reader

Warnings: PiV sex, Unprotected sex, Angry sex, Protective caring Glenn, Angry Reader, Clitorial Stimulation, Glenn being angry/worried, The whole group being concerned and curious, oral(Fem!Receiving)

You rush into the house angrily while Glenn is rushing behind you. You slam the door in his face and he just opens it to just slam it all over again. "Uh you guys ok?" Abraham asks. looking between the two. of you.

"Perfectly fine Abraham! Now shut it!" You say angrily not even breaking your eyes away from Glenn. "Your reckless baby, you could have gotten killed! You have to stop being so stupid!" Glenn yells.

You scoff and roll your eyes pointing to yourself saying, "Im reckless?! I'm stupid?! Go tell all of that to that idiot Nicholas! He was the one that left me for dead Glenn! He already got Noah killed just to save his own ass!" You yell louder getting more and more angry.

"Baby, You don't think I understand that! He died right in front of me! My friend and all because of him but you should have never gone down there in the first place! You seriously need to think!" Glenn says feeling defeated about Noah.

Noah was a good kid and just wanted to go home. When we finally found a home he died a day later after escaping a bad place. So you understood Glenns pain and his anger but he can't possibly think you are reckless, is he?

"Listen Glenn I don't wanna have this conversation anymore." You say defeated walking up the stairs. "No baby we're gonna continue this! You need to get this through your thick skull! Get back here we are not done!" Glenn says running up the stairs after you.

The group stands there flabbergasted at what they just witnessed and just decide to leave them going back to just lounging around the house. You slam the door again and the whole group rolls there eyes.

You two have been going at each other's throats for the last 20 minutes. "Why do you think it's my fault! I did nothing wrong and you should know that!" You say throwing your hands up.

"Honestly, I don't know anything anymore! So much has happened and I just can't lose you too ok?!" He yells.

"Glenn, Your gonna lose me if you keep talking to me like a toddler who just got in trouble and is giving me a whole lecture on how to behave!" You say staring at his eyes with anger, "You can't even believe your own wife! You think i'm being reckless and stupid and it's not fair! I was very careful!" You yell getting closer to him.

"Your a real brat you know that!? Always complaining till I fuck that attitude right out of you." He says darkly getting closer to you. You feel like a magnet is dragging you closer to him.

Like you can't walk away. He has such a hold on you, you can't even stay mad at him. He grabs your neck and forces your lips together in a strong, passionate kiss.

He grabs your waist and pulls you as close as he can feeling every part of your body. He walks backwards to the bed and plops down on it, leaving you still standing.

He pulls on the hem of your shirt asking silent permission to take it off you. You pull away and take your shirt off. He runs his hands up your beautiful curves. He admires the way you chest goes up and down, heaving from the intense kiss.

He pulls you down on his lap and starts grinding you on his hard cock. He kisses you again muffling your sweet sounds. You start to grind on him faster creating a wet spot on your panties. You remove your jeans and he removes his. He flips you over so he's on top of you.

He leaves wet kisses on your body from your neck to your lace panties. He slowly slides the off of you, making you suffer until he's ready to make you scream his name.

You squirm under him whimpering. "I'm sorry Glenn! Please just fuck me, please!" You whine feeling helpless and vulnerable.

"Look at you... all whiny and needy for me aren't you?" He chuckles kissing your clit. Without warning he sucks on your clit making you gasp.

He sucks harder and you grab his hair and grind your hips on his face. You moan his name begging and whining. He licks your slit and slides his tounge in your hols and leaves it there unmoving.

He begins to lap up your juices flowing from your soaking pussy and starts rubbing your clit. You feel a familiar fuzzy feeling in your core. You feel yourself getting dizzy as you start shaking.

"Oh fuck- I'm gonna cu-" You can't even finish your sentence as your orgasm rushes out of you. Glenn continues to suck on your clit letting you ride out your high. You start to squirm at the overstimulation. "Glenn... Glenn babe it's too much Glenn!" You whine feeling dizzy.

He unlatches from your pussy and begins to line his cock up to your entrance. He pounds his cock into you and doesn't slow down. He only increases his speed when he hears you scream his name.

He pounds into you, "I love you too much sweetheart. I really can't lose you!" He grunts. "You're all I have. You and this group! So stop fucking up!" He yells at you pounding harder and faster, his pace never faltering.

"PROMISE ME!" He yells. "OK! I PROMISE!" You yell back feeling your second orgasm approach. "Good girl." He says kissing and sucking on your neck. You squirt your juices all over the beds sheets and your thighs.

His thrusts start to become erratic and have lost the rhythm he maintained to keep. You feel his cock twitch inside you and he lets out a long, drawn out moan, "Fuuuckkk- You are so tight babe" He says.

He spurts his warm, thick cum inside you. He lets out a groan and you let out a whine. He pulls out and holds you for a second. "I love you, ok? I was jus worried. I should have never said. that stuff, I just didn't want to lose you. I'm sorry." Glenn says kissing your forehead.

"Its ok. I forgive you and I understand. I personally should have been more understanding of your point of view during the situation and I wasn't. I am sorry for the things I said as well." You say holding him tighter.

You both kiss each other lovingly and put on your clothes and go downstairs. You guys come down stairs only to be met by the groups disappointed shaking of heads and some small smirks and smiles.

"Really dudes?" Abraham says.

"Oh shut up!" You say smiling and covering your face.

The Gang:

The group is downstairs listening to you two argue for the past 20 minutes. Them being the concerned people they are, listen to the whole argument and choose who's side there on.

"Personally, Glenn does have a point!" Maggie says.

"Ye, but I dun think he shoulda said those things to 'er, y'know?" Daryl responds.

"I personally understand her. That Nicholas dude has been shady ever since we got here. He did get Noah killed." Tara says

"That is true." Carol agrees.

"Dios mío, esto es estúpido." Rosita says rolling her eyes.

"Who wants to play some card games?!" Carl says excitedly.

The whole group says "ME!"

After about 10 minutes of playing they hear moaning and whimpering, they also hear the arguing has stopped too.

They all roll their eyes again. "Judith cover your ears, now."Carl says annoyed that their card game has been ruined.

They both come downstairs and the group gives disappointed looks and some smirks, giggles, and smiles.

Carol gives a thumbs up and Daryl just chuckles as memories of the prison flood his mind.

"Really dudes?" Abraham says smiling.

"Shut up!" You say laughing and covering your face.

The group was at least thankful the arguing was over and there two favourite couple was happy again.

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[aita-blorbos]

AITA for trying to kill my students?

Title sounds bad but hear me out.

I (90?M) have three students (20M, 18F, 16M). The older two are pretty normal people that I just kinda found somewhere when they were kids. The youngest was dropped off at my door about four years ago, having suffered clear brain damage. He was brought there by an on-again, off-again friend of mine (also 90ishM) who claimed that what happened to the kid was somehow his fault. I told him everything between us was forgiven and that I’d handle it.

Now, the thing about the kid (let’s call him ‘V’) is that what my old friend did to him was essentially trying to turn him into a living superweapon. Basically, the original V’s heart got split in half into pure light and pure darkness, with the V I know being the light half. He’s still like mostly himself, we think, but he got all the darkness within him surgically removed and it became a new entity. Dunno where it went, but if I ever see a being of darkness, it’s on sight. Personal m.o.

Anyway, if those halves ever come together again, the weapon will be forged, and with it, the power to end the world. Something about bringing about the great apocalypse which will blanket the world in darkness and lead to a new blah blah blah something about uncovering the mysteries of creation idk. But like my friend (let’s call him ‘X’) totally pinky promised he wasn’t gonna try to do that anymore after it failed the first time, and I believe in my friend.

But just to be safe, I’ve kept V from going off into the outside world for these past few years, in case X or anyone like him ever found the kid and used him to try to forge the weapon. Like who knows if his counterpart might be out there somewhere, trying to re-merge.

All three of my students are homeschooled and I don’t let them access the Internet, nor have they ever really left this place since coming here, so they’re pretty sheltered. I have much stricter rules for V in particular, and I’ve managed to keep him from ever finding out who or what he is, since he can’t remember a thing. He complains about being treated like a child all the time, but that’s just teenage angst, you know? I’m doing what’s best for him.

Anyway, to make a very long story short, V found out about the half-of-a-superweapon thing. He finally came back after having run away from home (which I did not give him permission to do, mind you), looking upset, so I tried to comfort him. But then he confronted me about his newfound knowledge, which he learned after running into X, who was in fact unfortunately trying to pull off his plan again. I admitted to having hidden this knowledge from V for his own sake.

So here’s where I might be TA. I knew what he was all these years, but I still tried to protect him and let him live his life as much as possible while simultaneously protecting the world from him. But at this moment I figured I couldn’t do that anymore, and so the only way to prevent him from becoming the superweapon was to preemptively destroy him. Believe me, I didn’t want to, but I didn’t see much of a choice. It was for the greater good of protecting the world.

So I tried attacking V, but my oldest student (let’s call him ‘T’) showed up and interfered. He wouldn’t get out of my way, and I didn’t get a chance to explain my reasoning to him. So I told him that if he didn’t listen to me and let me do this, I’d have to kill him too. It’s worth mentioning that V himself then said he agreed with me about him needing to die. But T kept resisting me and started using the power of darkness, which was absolutely terrifying, (I have severe darkness-related trauma, btw), and then he sent V through a portal to protect him. So then I tried attacking T. All darkness everywhere needs to be destroyed, at any cost. It’s a serious threat.

So, AITA? I tried to attack and kill two of my students for the greater purpose of saving the universe.