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ask-missparker · 3 months

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Don’t Give Up On Me / OUAT AU Series

Pairing: Snow!Amelia x Charming!Nikolai, Nicholas and Amara

Extra characters/mentioned: The Dark Prince!Alexander, Rumple!Cole, Captain Hook!Jeremy, Charming!Michelle, Mal!Liane, Prince!Ethan and etc

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Note: This fic leds into two other tales hehe

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In the lower left corner of dungeons within castle held a dimly shaped cell surrounded by rock, dust and debris. On the walls held starching marks made with a small dagger counting the hours spent inside each and how many more days until release. On the ground of that very cell held Snow White in her dusty white dress, slightly knotted hair and shoes that used to be as white as snow now a cover in a light brown.

Her body was laying peacefully or so it seemed, deeply unconscious from eating the very apple set up for her that very night.

Hovering over her body from the other end of the cell held a man dressed in black, smirking as he said, “No wonder why they say your one of the fairest of the land..makes sense my brother likes you. Your disobedient little pest like him, yet again he could never get a woman long enough to stay for him. The real question let’s see if he can get here in time before that poison reaches the rest of your body and never wake up.”

Alexander got a fierce tip from his soldiers and other royals that his brother has been wondering around the woods like a hopeless dog running away like a coward trying to protect himself from him. In response, he made sure to keep an eye on that particular spot of his brother’s heart. He knew death was too easy of an excuse for him, but then he wondered, what’s worse than death? Suffering that feeling of loss and the pain that comes with it!

And then little Snow White walked into his heart. His smirk only grew, if Nicholas truly wanted and loved this woman he will have to prove it himself. He may hate his brothers guts, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to see him put up a fight and see if there is still something there.

If he’s really willing to go the distance for something as stupid as love..

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As Charming prepared for battle that morning come, his mind raced with millions thoughts of a millisecond ranging from blaming himself for losing her to the fire that boil at that mere thought of her suffering by King Midas men.

His sword in hand burned at how tight his grip was held, placing it into it’s rightful spot by his side. He sniffled glaring remembering the arguments held with Michelle and Hook at how he should go in with back up. He didn’t want to put any more people in danger than he already had, he couldn’t live with himself if Cole or Queen Caroline lost their loved ones because of him.

However he did proclaim if he needed an additional crew member, they would know. His turned around and swiftly left his small home within the woods, riding his horse racing towards the castle sneaking past the guards and stabbing a few knights to do so. A part of him felt like it was too easy this time, his chest tighten racing towards the cells to find Snow.

He only found pieces of fabric from her wedding dress within the cell as he gasp, feeling his heart sadness then release allowing him to breath. He sighed releasing she wasn’t here but her dresses fabric felt thicken than the material he grabbed earlier, a laced coat dust particles that belonged to the a certain type of magic.

His brother’s magic.

He groaned, realizing he had something to do with this. He looked over his shoulder to see incoming guards, swiftly masking a turn escaping Midas castle and returning to the woods gripping onto the frabic of the dress halting for his horse, Maximus, to stop and rest. He climbed down for the horse and kneeled wiping his finger across the fabric of the dress as the black particles rises onto his fingers and into the air.

Charming wasn’t one to use his own magic anymore as he used to, crafting a shadow sword as a replacement as the blade can cut, disappear and reappear to his wish.

But for the circumstances of this mission, he must, with a twist of his wrist a cloud of black appeared from the magic remains of his brother revealing an image to him being a glimpse of his women on the ground of the very dungeon he was trapped in all those years ago as his brother smirked over her.

But the thing was, he knew his brother would not keep her there for long and move Snow somewhere else out of his reach and into the forest. He was smart enough to figure out that his sword to led him to harm his brother as a reward for his crimes, knowing he will find Snow but his brother would want something in return.

“Hello!”

He didn’t flinch once, knowing that voice just as well, turning around he grimaced pinching the bridge of his nose to face Cole. Last he saw of him was on Jeremy’s ship, as Hook gave him the wonderful blue crested ring as promise for their love. Cole stood on a log with a leg crossed over the other with a grinned dress in black as always, but this time with a dark brown coat and the one of many rings on his finger waving.

“What is it that you want?” He asked, titled his head with a old look, couldn’t help but return the grin and rolled his eyes, “I’m kinda busy here.”

Cole grinned and nodded, deciding whether or not to hop off the log as he said, “Oh I know. Busy, busy, busy man! And you don’t have much time to waste.”

“And I am guessing you’re here to help me.”

“Well, you are friends with my favorite Captain and you did help him get my gorgeous new jew, so I believe it’s only fair.”

“What’s your price?”

“Sneak into your brother’s vault and get me a lovely old item that he stole from me.”

“What item?”

“A crested item, a crystal ball that I want to shape into a saber for my collection. The saber allows me to look beyond realms and within this land using blood magic to track it.”

“Who are you tracking?’ “My brother, he left Wonderland not to long along in search of a witchy dragon to slay and he has been blocked out his net for me to find him. God knows my brother isn’t the brightest in the land and as promised, I need to make sure he’s not dead.”

Nicholas nodded knowing Cole isn’t one for plenty of details depending on the person and knows he has beef with his brother beyond his knowledge so he won’t ever question why or what happened between them. But he did question one thing.

“Why are you helping me? Aside from the Hook part.” Charming asked, lifting his sword into place.

Cole just grinned, “Because! You and I both want the same thing, for good things to happen. True love and blah blah blah to win.”

“Hmm.”

“And your princess has grown on me.”

“Snow is..?”

“Yes, yes, yes! Do you want my help or not?”

“I do.”

Within a matter of moments, Charming was given a old tiny hyper crystal that would glow a sharp red when he’s within range of the ball. Cole gave him a light start, pausing the clock then restarting it once Charming reached his old castle.

A shiver went up his spine at returning to the very place he lost his partner and his family turned upside down, there were vines growing up and around the collapsible groups, the carousel he used to play in was damaged to stone and as he entered across the back of the palace where he once used to sneak out of to explore the woods on the backs of horses, the colors that used to bleed with one another..we were sucked out of any brightest light left. The walls used to be a golden brown, turned seemed to be a dull brownish grey, the flowers that belonged to his mother went from daisies to fallen roses.

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As he went down the steps to the vaults, slaying away guards within the shadows muffling his shouts with a blade to their necks and others knocking out the knights who tried to capture him. However, two came his way dressed in black masks and leather from head to toe, just as he thought they were gonna murder him one twist their sword and the one follow behind him as the other knock a knight out cold.

He knew this place a little too well, so he knew she wasn’t in the dungeons or any an cell within the castle, she must’ve been moved by now. His brother wasn’t gonna make it that easy for him, just yet. It was all a test of some kind.

Charming lifting his sword ready to knock both of skrulls together when the two knights flipped the face guards to reveal his two friends. Jeremy and Michelle smirked having figured it was only fair to help out with the knights meanwhile Charming collected the item for Cole, Nicholas was about to remark them for being so foolish for coming here but he just winked instead thankful for his friends. He rushed off and into the vault, pulling out the tiny crystal waiting waving it around as he searched for the ball in question.

His footsteps creaked as his flinched around swiftly turning his sword instead the person behind him, the blade fell above his older brother’s cheekbone giving him a mere cut. Alexander hissed then scoffed as he rolled his eyes with his hands behind his back, a part of him was impressed at his quick moves but still pathetic as always as he moved away from the blade.

“Cute.” Alexander remarked in a monotone, using two fingers to pushed the sword downstairs, “Yet, never as good as good me. And I thought with the months—ah no, years away you’ll get better. Guess me not.”

“Pardon me for not perfecting my craft, I was too busy trying to get away from you.” Charming muttered with a glare.

“And yet, you come back rushing to the place where it all began?”

“You took something from me.”

Alexander scoffed and playfully gagged walking around, “And did I take from you this time? You’re pride? You’re little toy? Father’s favorite pendent? I wouldn’t have done if it were to listen to good little brat you were and not disrupt me every day.”

“I was young, I didn’t know any better. I grew to understand you never liked me because in your eyes I was always our parents favorite meanwhile you weren’t. If you nicer, it couldn’t been different!” Charming added, as his flickering to the tiny crystal in hand.

“It wasn’t! You were born and took away everything from me. And every time I tried to have you behave, you would act to embarrass me.”

“No wonder why you’re heart is so dark..now like I was saying, I want my things back.”

Nicholas has grown to understand that his older brother was just selfish, mean and cruel only caring about himself in hope to lighten the mere sight of his true feelings. He knew his brother was alone and always will be, as a child he tried to befriend him plenty of times, show him a picture of kindness but he always in response got the cold shoulder.

He stopped trying to save him at this point, the only person who can make that change was himself, not him. They had to make the decision to do that themselves and overturn that choice.

Alexander noticed he was in his vault searching for something wasn’t labeled his and used a shadow to pushed Charming to to his face as he snarled with a smirk. His younger brother will never learn, to disobey, you get hurt in the process. He knew he was here for his preisous little princess, thanks to King Shaw’s tip before his exile, but he was here for cruel stolen item. Not his item but someone else’s he assumed.

Charming and Alexander were in a position to fight within the vault, as darkness filled the room to the Dark Prince’s command.

Charming closed his eyes wilding his sword, it guided him opposing member turning around to feel Alexander behind him popping and out of the shadows summing a sword at his will to fight his brother. The two of them were at it, not like princes, but training knights ready for battle.

Alexander even used one hand to his blade of swords growing bigger with the commsuing darkness above them, mocking his younger brother and yelled, “Tell me when your tired of missing, brother.”

Charming glared and growling twirling his sword summing his shadows at combat, hoping off treasure chests within the vault yelling, “I only have to hit you once.”

The fight went on for a while, neck and neck, things flying across the room, remarks being thrown to one another and be siblings were even tossed across the floor. In the mist of the fight that led them into a hallway, Charming noticed the tiny crystal bringing a low glow as he smirked. It wasn’t in the vault but in another room. With his confidence returning, just as Alexander was about to tower over him and tossing him out a window, he disappeared within a shadow and used another one to kicked him into a separate place within the castle. The Dark Prince was thrown away into the depth of his castle the dungeons knocked out cold.

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Nicholas run down the hall into the room thinking he found to find said room, following the crystal as it grew in color only for his grin to drop. “Oh come on!” He muttered, due to the moment he enter the room he was found within the chambers was the crystal ball, yes, but what he didn’t expect who guarding it.

Once this is all resolved he is gonna need a strong drink…

“My brother doesn’t need a beast to guard his items, when he already is one himself..” Nicholas said to himself, readying his sword, “At least it’s not the trolls again.”

But to his surprise, just as he moved forward to silently attack the dragon, it didn’t appear as fearful but more like calm. Tired even. It whimper, opening their eyes to showcase purple orbs with pools of tears within. It let out a soft growl that grew as he carried himself over to the said beast. Their leg was chained up to a wall that made them look smaller.

The dragon snarls and whimpered some more, showcasing themselves to be larger than life but they—she wasn’t. His eyes widen, seeing she was missing her—Nicholas has slayed dragons before in one go but this was different, she didn’t want to fight him.

He wasn’t gonna fight another if they weren’t going to themselves, he was in the very castle his parents build him in. If his mother was here, she would be hurt to see him do such as thing. Nor did he think himself as a killer either. He never was a murder.

He rushed over using his blade to cut though the chain releasing the dragon as she transformed from dragon into human. Her horns were still there but they were surrounded by long blonde curls, her dragon like scales were now a dark purple long dress, she held a cape close to her body and her paws were a black almost a deep purple slippers.

“Are you alright, miss?” He asked, helping her stand with one hand and the other still grip his shadow sword.

She hesitated but took his hand as she nodded, “I-I think so..”

“What did my brother did to you?”

“It’s a long story..I’m sorry, did you say brother?”

“Heh, yeah, long story..I apologize for almost hurting you.”

“It’s alright..I’m okay, just uh why didn’t you?”

“I couldn’t. You were a prisoner here, not a helper of his. I’m Prince Nicholas..”

“Liane..t-thank you. You can uh, take your thing..”

Nicholas took the item on the table and stuffed it into his satchel, looking over his shoulder he noticed that he couldn’t escape the same way he came. He glanced over at the stain glass windows of the very room as chaotic yet delicate smirk appeared on his lips.

Liane asked, “Uh, what exactly are you g-?”

But she didn’t get a second to finished her sentence, as she grip tightly around his neck as he held onto her waist telling her to brace for impacted. All from Liane could be heard was a sequence of ‘Oh my god!’ repeated over and over again, as Nicholas launched them from the ground flooring through the glass window shatter around them as the two right into landed in the ocean waves surrounding the castle.

The two clawed onto the shore near the woods, Nicholas helped Liane up asking if she’s doing alright as she yelled if he was crazy or just plain dumb. The prince just shrugged and snorted a smile.

“W-we could have died!” Liane whisper yelled, sighing at how soaking wet her dress was.

“But we’re safe and sound from him!” Nicholas replied with smile still on his face.

“We jumped into the water we could hav..”

“We survived that’s what matters.”

“Huh? Wait, no your right. You didn’t plan that, did you?”

“Nope. Call it pure luck and last time I checked my brother won’t after us a while.”

Liane broke into a small smile and thanked him once again for helping her back there saying she can now return home safely, hoping he found her princess. Nicholas smiled telling her to keep hope alive and her prince might have to save her soon enough. The two paired aways afterward.

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He arrived still soaking wet to the place where Cole requested to met him. At docks near the huge pirate ships, and as always he found him curled up against a few barrels on the ground comfortably with his man. Nicholas couldn’t help but smile at the two, the way his friend returned from the castle before him with grinned at his dinner.

Jeremy was grinning and laughing trying to hush Cole who was playing with his short blonde hair telling a joke stealing a piece of chicken from his plate.

“Who made this?” Cole said chew the chicken with a snarky smirk.

“Mr. Smee did it.” He replied taking a bite of the bread being presented on the plate.

“Tell the chief he desires a raise!”

“Don’t push my crew, babe. They hear that and they would all want one.”

“Ah pishy caca, love.”

“No he’s right.” Said a voice.

Both men looked up to find Nicholas soaking wet holding up the promised crystal ball but no princess, yet. Jeremy snorted seeing his friend’s face as Cole bit back some laughter of his own, eating some more chicken for himself.

He stole a kiss from his man before standing up taking the crystal ball from Nicholas’s hand nodding with appreciation for the task being complete. Jeremy kept snorting explains that Michelle returned home safe and sound as Nicholas sent him a playful glare.

“I’m guessing your lady is miles away from the castle too? I didn’t see her in there.” Jeremy exclaimed after coming down from his effective snorting.

“Nope. He is hiding her somewhere else and I won’t rest until I find her.”

“Aw my boys in love!”

“Shut up. It’s a test to see how hard am I willing to work for this.”

“I say you worked hard enough. Babe, help him!”

Cole sassed him with a smirked, “I’m getting to it! But i need that.”

Nicholas heart pinged again as over his chest lay his gifted chain and asked, “My chain from Snow?”

“Mhmm that lovely little gift from her mother, that now belongs to you will guide you to her.”

“A location spell? Smart.”

“I know I’m genius.”

Jeremy slapped his arm playfully and chuckled watching Nicholas pass the chain over to him. He asked why his heart felt like it was bruised during the beginning of this mission, Cole was doing the locator spell on the chain as he explained how the heart feels like it’s lost when a loved ones is gone.

Cole knew that well after his father Erik and stepfather Charles broken up years ago when he was a child before getting back together, it felt like their bodies were sometimes in pain because they were apart for so long.

True Love, as he called it. A connection between two people whether they believed it or not, as opposite a pairing may seem, if they are somehow meant to be, fate has its ways to pulling them together.

Once Cole was done, he smiled saying depending on the next favor was, Nicholas might own him by collecting whatever another item was. He rolled his eyes and chuckled lightly telling Jeremy to keep his man under control as the pirate captain just winked in return.

Before Nicholas could go, Cole yelled, “Ah! Wait a minute stupid. You’re gonna find your girl dressed like you went swimming with the fishes?”

With a flick of his wrist Nicholas was dried up with his hair freshly swept back, a white collared shirt with a long elegant leather coat, dark brown pants and boots that fit him perfectly. For added measure, Cole added a nicely tailored hat that seemly fitting his more pirate side. It made him look rather dashing and distinguished from the other men in the crowd.

“Much better.” Cole added as he looked over at his shoulder to see the sun almost laying down to rest and huffed, “Go before your time runs out!”

He thanked both of them before swinging onto his horse riding Maximus across the docks into the woods allowing the chain with the small hoop to guide him through the forest. He could see the sun going down as he approached Max to hurry in which the horse speed riding like the wind.

“Woah boy! What did I feed you today?!” He muttered jokingly.

Max followed his direction going past the trees in vintage and entryway into the lower ends of the valley sliding into the ground path of the woods. His hat almost flew off completely a couple of times messing around his hair a bit. The chain kept glowing brighter and brighter than ever before as they moved through the forest reaching the edge of the plantation then began to slow down as they landed int the exact spot she was placed in.

Nicholas hoped off his horse, patting his head with a soft smile pacing himself over to find a bed in the middle of the woods surrounded by dwarfs. He heard stories around him being great hard working men, he looked over to see it was Snow asleep. Her skin looked paler, her were a blushing pink instead of their usual light red color and her body looked cold despite being dressed in long sleeves.

One of the Dwarfs, Grumpy gave him a once over and raised an eyebrow before noticing that he held a chain similar to the jewelry Snow was wearing.

He gave him a small smile and said, “You better do something or sister is gone forever. At least say goodbye.”

Nicholas smiled softly and walked across placing his hand over Snow’s very own as he leaned over to capture her lips against his. He muttered a small glimpse of hope that she’ll wake up as his heart started to settle into a nice flow. As he did, a small wave that would’ve felt like blast pushed through them and across the landscape of the woods. He pulled away to be met with the sound of gasping coming from the woman he loved dearly.

She opened her eyes as color started to return to her cheeks and looked over to see who woke her up, her lips slowly growing into a smile. Her voice was a little horse as she said, “Y-you found me..”

He smiled softly in return blinked as tears slowly appeared thanking the heavens it worked as he nodded placed a hand on his across her face. He replied, “Did you ever doubt I would?”

“The sleep gave me a pause..truly, I was afraid you wouldn’t come..”

“I came, it took me a while but I made it. I will always find you.”

She smiled chuckling, as he helped her stand up from the bed thanking the Dwarfs for watching over her. Grumpy just winked saying that him and his brother are here to help the good guys just say the word as the prince chuckled in return respecting them.

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Snow and Charming walked alongside each other letting Max relax from carrying the weight of things all day, especially after his thick run across the land. Nicholas finally took a breath getting his girl back and foremost by the end of day, wrapping an arm around her shoulder rested his head on top of hers. Snow hummed at his touch as she wrapped both around his middle playing with the layer hair at the back of neck that flipped up, instead of flipping downward.

“Hey no touchy!” He joked nuzzling his head against hers.

“You ruined your hair earlier.” She hummed in response giggling.

“Uh excuse you? I’ll have you know i was racing against time, m’lady! You try running across the woods and trying to look perfect while doing it. It ain’t easy, I’ll tell you that much!”

“Okay, okay you win! Whatever you say, princey. I do have two questions for you.”

“Which are?”

“How did you get here so fast?”

“I had help from Cole. I went on a few trials to get him an item but then he came through with a location spell.”

“Location spell?”

He nodded pulling out the chain that relaxed its glow having done its job eariler, as he explained it led him right to her. She giggled seeing how her mother’s jewelry saved them after all.

Nicholas joked as he moved away for a moment, “You know I’ll have to meet your mother after this to thank her.”

“Thank her? For that little thing?” She asked with a teasing tone.

“Yes ma’am. You’re mama will be having a son in law real soon.”

“She’ll have a field day, never wanting us to leave hearing—wait, did you say son in law?”

She didn’t have a moment to finish her sentence as he grinned widely enough removing the hoop off the chain. She was about to joke about something than decide to let him figure it out himself.

He tried to kneeled down properly but the pants Cole gave him were a little too tight, for his liking and he usually doesn’t mind tight fitted leather as he decided to stand instead.

The noise and incoming jokes he made resulted in Snow to laugh looking away snorting as he told her to be quiet he was trying to be romantic here.

“Shut up, you’re ruining my moment!” He remarked breaking into laughter himself biting his bottom lip.

“Your moment?” She exclaimed softly giggling trying to stop herself from falling into more laughter.

“You done?”

“Mhm hmm.”

“Good. As i was trying to say, Amara Snow, will you marry me?”

She made a face as if she’s thinking about her answer and playfully said, “Hmm i don’t know.”

His face playfully dropped giving her a look that said ‘seriously women?’ As he smirked and added, “May I also remind you that I jumped into a freezing cold ocean today? I think my butt cheeks were chattering on my way to the docks.”

“You jumped into the ocean?”

“Yes ma’am, but it was for a stupidly good reason.”

“In that case, yes.”

“A ‘yes’ as in you’ll marry me or ‘yes’ as in you will give me well deserved massage after risking ass today?”

“Yes to both!”

“Good answer.”

“Shut up.”

She rolled her eyes chuckling realizing she got work to do tonight after his glorious save as he ran the hoop nicely onto her finger then bringing a couple of kiss onto her face. She pressed a few of kisses wanting to hear all about his day and where they were heading next.

But before Snow can say another word, he lift her into his arms as she wrapped her arms sound his neck as Nicholas requested he take them to their home within the forest where he would tell her everything that happened. He leaned forward to press another small yet warm kiss onto her face as she closed the space between them with a smile asking for him to lead the way.

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The two made their way to the small house within their own hundred acres woods, finally after all the hassle back in each other’s arm once and for good. Nicholas released Max to go to stretch his legs and rest before dinner, as he followed Snow up the steps to find a note stuck on the door.

She plucked it gently off the door and opened it to read an invitation for Princess Michelle’s ball in 3 weeks, due time to prepare for the festival of riches, everyone in the land was to be invited.

Nicholas smirked, “Three nights, free drinks and food to die for.”

“I guess we’re going to a ball.” She replied returning the smirk.

The two chuckled and entered their home, locking the door behind them as they lit the fireplace to flop onto the couch in glee. Nicholas sat on the couch as dinner was being cooked on the stove as Snow sat behind him to rub whatever knots that landed in between his shoulders blades. To say he was satisfied was an understatement.

He hummed and softly grinned, “If this is the treatment I get, I should risk my ass more often.”

“Shut up, charming.” She replied jokingly holing back her giggled.

He looked over his shoulder for a split second and smirked saying, “Hush, you’ll ruin the moment.”

“I can’t with you sometimes.” She added rolled her eyes returning the same smirk.

The future spouses stayed cuddling in the comfort of the living room til dawn, for as long as they were together all was fine in the world.

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And that’s it! Tell me what did you think about it in the comments below. Any thoughts you had? Any ideas for future fics?

Click here to see what happened to Ethan and Liane tale

Click here to see Michelle’s 3 night festival and the lovely tale about that couple

Click here to see how Jeremy and Cole met

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kellycataclysm · 18 days

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How many children do harvey and lyra have?

Thank you for this lovely question! My long fic features their first child Evie. Evie was conceived not long after they were married, was unplanned (Flower dance anyone, or maybe more likely just a little bit of forgetfulness on Lyra’s part?) and born in winter of Lyra’s second year in the valley (just over a year after they became a couple). They both love her deeply.

She has Harvey’s wavy brown hair and green eyes but has Lyra’s freckles. Lyra chose her name. She is called Evanora Juniper. She is named Evie after the character in the movie The Mummy. Just after Lyra found out they were expecting, they had a weekend in the city to celebrate her birthday. During that weekend, they saw the movie at a vintage cinema that Lyra used to go to when she worked at the university. The name Juniper refers to Harvey’s favourite colour green.

Evie is curious and adventurous, albeit a little shy at times, and looks up to Jas as a surrogate big sister. Her favourite colour is purple which I made as a reference to the magic in the valley. The version of SDV that I write is very ‘real world’ and I thought an interesting way to introduce some of those more magical aspects would be through childhood imagination. I wrote a fic about this glimpse of magic called The Fairy Garden, and just the other day had another idea that I may explore. I also wanted her birthday to be tied to a holiday with a little magic, so she is their Winter Star gift. I imagine that her fascination with the environment will carry through her life and when she grows up she will become something like a biologist or environmental scientist, always out in the field, breathing the fresh air with the sun on her skin. As a four year old, she loves colouring, collecting rocks and shells, going head first down the slide in the Community Centre garden, and their dog Jack follows her around endlessly, sleeping in her bedroom at night.

Now for a spoiler for their future. As I approach the end of my long fic and with only one WIP left to write from Lyra and Harvey’s first year together, I start to think about what I could do next. Do I write more shorts and one-shots OR do I put my energies into a cosy (yes of course spicy) sequel of sorts? I haven’t decided. However, I can tell you that my lore doc introduces another child. Evie gets to be a big sister when Amelia Scarlet is born. Her name was chosen by Harvey and refers to the famous aviator, Amelia Earhart, and to Lyra’s red hair. She is born close to the magical holiday of Spirit’s Eve. She has Harvey’s wavy brown hair but inherits Lyra’s freckles and blue-grey eyes. If I were to guess, I’d see Amelia following in Harvey’s footsteps somewhat and becoming a doctor or veterinarian perhaps.

Thank you so much for this question! I really enjoyed answering this one! <3

#stardew valley #stardew harvey #stardew stardust #stardew lyra #lyra and harvey #stardust and harvey #stardew valley fanfic #stardew valley harvey

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spookyblazecoffee · 8 months

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Characters with my personality type (INFP)

1. Jack Kline + Souless Jack

2. Benny Lafayette

3. Anna Milton

4. Max Miller

5. Emma Winchester

6. Amelia Richardson

7. Lucky (The Dog)

8. Gavin Macleod

9. Harper Sayles (Ew)

10. Patience Turner

11. Luna Lovegood

12. Viktor Hargreeves

13. Will Byers

14. Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz

15. Marshall Eriksen

16. Spider-Man

17. Newt Scamander

18. Dobby The House Elf

19. Belle

20. Lisa Simpson

21. Mr. Miyagi

22. Coraline Jones

23. Bella Swan

24. Luke Skywalker

25. Wanda Maximoff

26. Hermione Granger

27. Sherlock Holmes

28. Violet Parr

29. Edward Scissorhands

30. Sadness (Inside Out)

31. Bubbles (Powerpuff Girls)

32. The Joker

33. Charlie Brown

34. Quasimodo (The Hunchback of Notre Dame)

35. Princess Aurora

36. Carl Frederickson (Up)

37. Rafiki (Lion King)

38. Lane Kim

39. Willow Rosenberg

40. Dr. Lance Sweets

41. E.T.

42. Rory Gilmore

43. Remus Lupin

44. Simon Spier

45. Sydney Novak

46. The Mad Hatter

47. Wilbur (Charlotte's Web)

48. Kermit

49. Lillian Kaushtuppe

50. Romeo

51. Frodo Baggins

52. Mike Wheeler

53. Pam Beesly

54. Ted Mosby (Ew)

55. Barry Allen

56. Lydia (Beetlejuice)

57. Mister Geppetto

58. Camden Lahey (he doesn't have a confirmed one, so I gave him mine bc I can)

59. Kira Yukimura

60. Darryl Morris

61. Gunther (F.R.I.E.N.D.S)

62. Mike Hannigan

63. Nico di Angelo

#INFP #INFP-T

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Point Hope Wolf Farm - 1

12th Day of Month 8

16th Year of Carther's Reign

I am starting this new diary with some measure of interest, and a large portion of disdain. You see, I am being sent off to Point Hope Wolf Farm for a few months to recuperate my lungs. Why my lungs matter so much to everyone, I know not. They have always been my most sickly organs, to the point where standing up too quickly sometimes arrests my breath.

I was disappointed by this plan largely thanks to receiving an invitation to Amelia Beaufort's legendary Autumn Ball the week before, which is bound to be stupidly grand, with lots of handsome people to mingle with. As it is, I shall be within pastures of smelly wolves all fall season!

Can you imagine? It is what it is, I suppose.

I will be grateful to draw in a full breath of crisp countryside air, at the very least. And who is to say it will not be fun? Mr. and Mrs. Whiteside are good friends of my parents, so it should be alright.

Picture me now, in a nice traveling dress with pink laces, hunched over my diary in the most unladylike way; I have already discovered the joy of being away from one's guardians. There is no sharp tongue telling me to sit straight or smooth my dress, I can be however I like. The tea cart came through and I have chosen a decadent little tart with a cup of tea. This train lurches so smoothly that naught a single drop can spill, even if it wanted to.

My poor health indeed prevents me from taking many holidays, so even this simple landscape is thrilling to me. I can't recall a time when I have ever been so deep in nature. The grass and trees simply roll on, almost enough to worry that Point Hope will be nothing more than endless pastures with only a small cluster of buildings, hardly enough to call a town and derive some pleasure from walking its streets.

But no need to be concerned just yet, there is the journey of a switch train and another two hours ahead. For now, I will eat my tart and do my best not to get jam on my pages.

The switch train has happened. This one is drastically cheap-looking with 'luxury' seats that would be considered third-class quality in the city. No matter, there is only an hour left to go and I am not a girl of unnecessary complaint. Good thing I have already had my tea on the first train because this one jerks and shakes so much that it makes drinking impossible. One gentleman across from me attempted and only ended up soaking his newspaper with tea.

Something interesting happened just now that made me straighten in my seat. Apparently there was a mixup in the cars, and one beast car had been put between two traveling cars, one of which happened to be my compartment. As it was, they had to walk a pack of wolves through the luxury car to get to their own. There was such an uproar of discontent, and one lady even fainted!

I just stared in amazement because I had not been prepared for what wolfmen would look like. These ones were docile in their collars of silver and disturbed no one as they were pushed through, but they were quite the sight! If I could draw, I would be tempted to try a sketch. Huge creatures with coarse-looking fur of shades from brown and cinnamon to black. Rough hands that end in claws that can rip a man's throat out in one violent motion.

Their eyes were that of beasts with human intelligence behind them, which was terrible now that I think back to it. Their bodies were vulgar to look at; they wore no clothes at all.

My curiosity tempted me to look between the legs, but I shamed myself out of it. One of them stumbled, jostled by the others. He fell to the ground nearly on my lap. I am surprised I did not jump up in sheer surprise, but I suppose the fear froze me. I was thinking,

Look at that huge head, with teeth as long as my hand. He could bite my leg off at once and think nothing of it.

I did note that his eyes were gentle and soft, like those of a good family dog. Suddenly he was being yanked up in a chokehold by one of the handlers. Let me tell you, the handlers themselves are no joke. They have to be strong to even begin to dream of handling such dangerous creatures.

Then they were gone from the car and people were grumbling with the vestiges of shock and some concern for me. I had just picked up my diary to begin my earnest recording of this remarkable encounter when the woman across from me in a giant feather hat said,

"Well, that was frightful. Traveling alone, young lady? Are you quite old enough?"

"I am in my twentieth year, ma'am," I smiled.

"Oh, indeed? Are you going to see your beau or family perhaps?"

So, she was the nosy sort. She reminded me of my Aunt Clarise, only this woman was larger and softer, with a bosom that would be quite pillowy for a weary head.

"I am taking a holiday for my health. The doctor said the clean air would do my lungs some good," I replied, and she set about with an earnest conversation about general health, the air, and what remedies worked best for congested lungs.

She knew it all and had a child like me. I just smiled and nodded along because I could not tell her that I cared little about my general well-being and only wanted enough performance out of my body to keep from fainting every two hours. Eventually, the train stopped in Point Hope, and I said goodbye.

"Have a good one, dear," she said. "I live in town myself, so perhaps we will cross paths again."

I told her I sure hoped so. The beast cars were unloaded too and the wolfmen were herded to the side to be loaded into large cages for transfer. I was quite certain they would be taken to Point Hope Farm because if there was another wolf farm, I had not heard of it. I had a carriage and driver waiting, a relatively handsome young man with a nice smile. He took my bags and opened the door for me and I settled down for the last few minutes of the journey.

This will be the last I write in my diary until the evening, for I will surely have too much to see to spare time for writing.

Part 2

#exophilia #monster lover #terato #werewolf #lycan

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Hold On

Title and chapter loosely inspired the song “Hold On” by Chord Overstreet.

Summary: The night doesn’t go as anyone had planned, and truths are revealed as Aurora fights for her life.

Warnings: Mentions of bombing, torture (past case) and medical talk. Lots of angst in this one.

Word Count: 4.8k

A/N: I’m sorry for not updating in a while! I hope this chapter makes up for it! We’re a few chapters away from the story ending, and I’m not ready to let it go just yet 😭 I have some works in progress though! 🫣 Thank you always to my beta reader and editor @reginleight

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Bradley hated the hospital.

It brought up too many bad memories. His car crash when he was in high school, visiting his mom when she had cancer, the many times he’s been in a flight accident, and seeing his godfather almost not make it from throat cancer. The hospital was not a good place for him, especially now.

“Where is my daughter?!” Maverick rushes up to the front desk of the hospital. He, Peyton, and Bradley drove in one car together as soon as they heard the news.

“Sir, calm down,” the receptionist said in a calm manner.

“I will not calm down! Where is she?!”

“Mav,” a voice spoke from the waiting room.

Peyton, Bradley, and Maverick turned to see Penny standing there, while Amelia was sitting in a chair, Carole and Goose sitting next to her. Maverick went straight to Penny as she latched onto him for a hug.

Peyton went to Amelia who was bawling her eyes out. She had CJ in her arms, since CJ was a certified therapy dog he was allowed to stay with them.

Bradley walked to his parents, who stood up and hugged their son. He was still shaking from the news.

“What’s the update, Pen?” Maverick sniffles, pulling back from the embrace.

“We don’t have anything yet, just that she’s in surgery.”

“Surgery?! What happened? What-” Peyton asks from his spot next to Amelia.

“Y-you didn’t see the n-news?” Amelia hiccups from her tears.

“What news?” Bradley turns to ask her. Amelia points at the TV and the pilots soon gaped at it.

The news headlines read “Suicide Bomber. One Dead; Few Injured. Bombing Closes NCIS Case.”

“R-rory was t-there when it happened,” Amelia whispers.

“She was out on the field?! I thought she was on desk duty!” Maverick exclaims.

“We brought her in for a case,” a firm voice spoke up, everyone in the room turning to see a group of people.

An older man with graying hair who had a stoic look on his face. Standing next to him was a man the same height as the older gentlemen with dark brown hair and a third man who was shorter and had lighter brown hair.

Trailing behind them were two women, one with darker hair tied back into a ponytail and the other dressed in a goth-like style, but looked like she was the one crying the most besides Amelia.

Bradley recognized them as Aurora’s old team in Washington.

“Agent Gibbs,” Maverick approaches them.

“Captain,” Gibbs responds as Maverick and Penny walk closer to the team.

“W-what happened?” Penny asks them, holding onto Maverick’s arm.

“Artemis went back into the field today for a case,” Gibbs tells them.

“Your daughter–” Tony starts, but his voice cracks.

“Saved a lot of people’s lives today, ma’am,” Ziva finished for him.

Penny gasps, while Maverick’s eyes fill with tears.

“She was the hostage negotiator. Once Artemis got the hostages released, she tried to get him to back down and prevent him from blowing the place up,” McGee explains. “But by the time we found out it was a suicide, it was too late. Luckily, Aurora ran out before the bomb detonated, but she didn’t make it to the barriers. She got hit by some shrapnel and lost a lot of blood.”

“We don’t know how bad it is yet. They’re still in surgery,” Gibbs informs.

The family pales at the information they had gotten.

Gibbs continues. “She offered to be the hostage negotiator. And with previous experience, I knew not to argue with her, especially since she was the best person to get all of those hostages out. Your daughter saved lots of lives today, you should be proud of her.”

Penny sniffles as she hugs Maverick, scared about Aurora’s condition. Bradley stood stunned at what he had just heard.

He knew Aurora was a good NCIS agent, but hearing the actions she pulled today…what else had she done without them knowing, all the sacrifices she had made, why didn’t she tell them?

Gibbs’ phone rings, breaking the conversation with Aurora’s parents.

“This is the director of NCIS,” he explains to them. They nod as he turns to walk into a secluded spot to talk on the phone. The rest of the team introduce themselves to everyone in the waiting room, besides Maverick, as he had already met them.

Later, Maverick had gotten on a phone call with Iceman to let him know the situation at hand. Bradley, Peyton, McGee, and Tony talk to each other in order to pass the time. Carole, Goose, and Penny are in a separate corner, Carole reassuring Penny that Aurora would be okay.

Amelia had her head buried in CJ’s fur, not wanting to talk to anyone, especially since Aurora’s team had walked in. She kept her head down until she was approached by the two women on the team. She lifted her head up to get a good look at them.

“Hi Amelia, my name is–”

“Ziva David, right? And you’re Abby Scuito,” Amelia sniffles through her tears.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Abby sits next to her, as Ziva crouches in front of her.

“Rory talks about you two a lot,” Amelia replies as she continues to pet CJ.

“She talks about you too, Amelia,” Abby croaks out before giving Amelia a small smile. “Aurora always said that you were the best little sister and skater that she knew.”

Amelia continues to pet CJ in silence, scared that she would burst into tears again.

“Did you know, CJ was a gift the team got for her?” Ziva asks Amelia, hopefully drawing her out of her thoughts.

Amelia looks up into Ziva’s eyes with wonder. “Really?”

“Yeah, and did you know Abby was the one to train him before we gave him to Aurora?”

“I train a few emotional support dogs before they get their forever home. I train a few seeing eye puppies too. When I started training CJ, I knew right away that he would be a great fit for Aurora,” Abby explained to her.

“Did she ever tell you why she named him CJ?” Amelia tearfully chuckled, as she wiped her tears with her sweater sleeve.

They both shook their heads before Amelia whispered to both of them. After hearing this, they all started chuckling, turning the heads of the people in the waiting room.

“I’m glad they’re cheering Amelia up,” Peyton sighs.

“I still can’t believe this is happening,” Bradley turns to look at the doors leading to the surgery room, hoping that there would be an update soon. He was patient with a lot of things, but this was the one time he couldn’t wait. Not when it came to her.

“Rory is strong. She’ll be okay,” McGee reassures Peyton.

“I’m her older brother. I should have done something. I should have been protecting her. I could hav–.”

“There’s nothing you could have done, Peyton,” Tony stops his ramblings. “Artemis already had made up her mind and nothing could have stopped her.”

“How did she get that nickname?” Bradley interrupts Tony, wanting to get his mind off of the situation. “Artemis? I mean Peyton got Apollo because he set a tool box on fire during a training exercise we were doing.”

“Dude, it was an accidental fire, I don’t even know how it started,” Peyton defends himself.

“There was a case,” Tony ignores Peyton’s defense. “One of her first cases as a little probie. We were trying to figure out the killer’s weapon of choice, which led to us believing it was an old throwing knife. Then Aurora kept going on about Greek mythology throwing knife uses, and how they were actually useful at the time. She wouldn’t stop rambling until she got her first Gibbs’ head slap.”

“Head slap?” Peyton looks at Tony confused.

“Yeah, you know? Like this,” then Tony proceeds to demonstrate the head slap on McGee, to which McGee retaliates and slaps him on the head back.

“Gibbs always says, ‘A slap to the face is humiliating. A slap to the back of the head is a wakeup call,” McGee explains.

“Does he do that all the time?” Bradley asks.

“It comes from a place of love,” Tony assures him.

“Also Artemis liked to play with and throw the knife she keeps on her a lot. And one time, Tony kept irritating her and she got tired of his ramblings and threw a knife at him,” McGee adds.

“Luckily, it didn’t hit me.”

“Sadly,” Ziva calls out from her seat, hearing the men talk.

Tony rolls his eyes.

“Let’s just say, Tony has been on the receiving end of the knife many times,” McGee chuckles.

This gets a chuckle out of Peyton and Bradley too at the story. Hearing some of the shenanigans Aurora got up to with her team made them feel a bit better, but the waiting went on, sinking them both back into worry.

—

A few hours had passed, Amelia was taking a nap in the chair, CJ sleeping on her lap. Ziva and Tony had gone to get food and drinks for everyone. Abby was sitting next to McGee, both had fallen asleep on each other.

Gibbs was outside taking more phone calls, as he was in and out getting calls from Director Vance and Ducky, who were worried about Aurora and making sure the case was closed.

Bradley and Peyton had passed out as well on the uncomfortable waiting room chairs, as they were exhausted from the emotional events that had occurred the past few hours.

Penny and Carole were still talking, as Maverick and Goose had gone out to take a breath of fresh air, when a doctor soon walked in, file in hand.

“Are you all here for Agent Aurora Benjamin-Mitchell?”

Penny stood up fast, everyone else snapping out from their conversations or sleep.

“I’m her mother,” she tells the doctor.

“The surgery went well, and we were able to take out the shrapnel.”

Penny puts a hand over to her mouth as she gasps at the good news. Maverick, Goose, and Gibbs walk back just in time to hear this.

“Is she awake? What is it?” Maverick panics.

“You're the father, I presume?” The doctor asks, to which Maverick nods as he takes his place beside Penny, while Goose stands next to his son.

“Although the surgery went well, she needs rest. We had to medically induce her into a coma. We can’t predict what her recovery will look like until she comes out of it. These next few hours will be vital. We’ll continue to monitor her and run a few more tests.”

Everyone stays quiet as he tells them they can visit her, but it would have to be two people at a time, so as to not overcrowd the ICU and her room.

They all agree that Maverick and Penny should be the first to see her and as the two leave being escorted by a nurse, the doctor fills the rest of them in on the update.

“Right now is a critical time since we’ll be monitoring her and hoping she comes out of her coma soon. Some of her wounds did reopen old scars. Since some of those older scars were deeper, it was a bit harder to find some of the shrapnel, but we got them all out, we just need to wait for her to wake up to assess her situation.”

“Wait, hold on,” Bradley interrupts the doctor. “What do you mean by old scars?”

The doctor hesitates before reopening the file in his hands.

“She has old scars from an incident from one, almost two years ago. There were multiple scars on her arms, back, and collarbone area, missing the vital organs, but enough to cause maximum pain. She had bruises and electric burns on crucial parts of her body. PTSD and panic attacks were also in her medical file, but she was getting treatment for it.”

Bradley, Peyton, and Amelia pale at hearing that.

“W-what incident?” Amelia speaks up.

The doctor opens his mouth to speak, but Gibbs interrupts him.

“I’ve got this, doctor.”

The doctor nods.

“Once the mother and father come back, another pair can go on until at least everyone has seen her. You all should go home and get some rest afterwards.”

The doctor soon leaves them to check on Aurora once again.

Gibbs turns to the awaiting eyes of Aurora's sibling and best friend.

“Aurora didn’t want to tell you all yet–”

“Tell us what?” Peyton impatiently interrupts. McGee and Abby stood next to Gibbs, prepared to help him out in telling the story. Carole goes to Peyton trying to calm him down, and sits him next to Amelia while Goose takes the seat by Bradley, knowing how his son would react.

“About a year ago, we had a case. We were close to catching the suspect but before we could, he decided to get ahead and give himself insurance. He kidnapped Aurora.”

Bradley couldn't breathe. Amelia gasps, as Peyton starts to tear up.

McGee speaks up from his spot. “We…we tried our best to find him quickly. But–”

“How bad?” Bradley croaks, his throat sore from the events of the day.

McGee became uncomfortable telling them, so he looked to Gibbs.

“He inflicted the fullest amount of pain that he could to her in the time she was there. Targeting areas that would bleed her out but not kill her, electrocuting her with a cattle prod to the point where she has electric burn scars,” Gibbs tells them.

Amelia immediately sobs while Peyton grips Amelia into a tight hug, tears running down his face, crying for their sister’s pain. Carole holds Amelia’s hand, her heart breaking for all of them. Goose had his hands on his son’s shoulder, who was still frozen from what he had heard.

“It took us 17 hours to find her. By the time we found her, she was covered in her own blood and fainted as soon as we got her to safety. She woke up a few days later, but stayed in the hospital for 2 weeks.”

The room stays silent, apart from the cries of Amelia and Peyton.

“Is the bastard dead?”

Gibbs turned to see Bradley who was trying his hardest not to break down. He was not only upset, he was furious. Furious that he couldn’t protect her, mad at himself for not checking up on her sooner.

Gibbs nods. He and Ziva were the first ones to find her, and each took multiple shots at the man.

“I know it’s a lot to take in right now.”

“Why didn’t she tell us?” Amelia whimpers.

“She didn’t want to say anything because she was worried about what you would say.”

Peyton sighs. “She’s the one that got hurt and she worried about us.”

“Is that the reason she came back here?” Amelia asks Gibbs.

“She came back because she wanted to come home. Her panic attacks got a lot worse being in the field. She was going to therapy, but we all knew that her being home would make her feel better, surrounded by her family.”

Amelia nods before starting to cry again.

Bradley started becoming claustrophobic. He stood and rushed out of the room. It was too much for him.

—

This can’t be happening. Less than 24 hours ago, he was holding her in his arms, now he may never be able to hold her again. She had suffered so much, and yet didn’t say anything. He should have known. He had so many things to still say to her, things he wanted to experience with her. But now he may never get the chance.

Finding a bench outside, Bradley sat down and buried his face into his hands. Tears started to run down his face as the emotions of the day began to hit him hard.

Not long after he had sat down, the bench creaks from another weight sitting next to him. Bradley wipes his tears and takes his hands away from his face to see who had followed him out.

“Aurora talked about you a lot,” Gibbs breaks the silence. Bradley remained quiet, listening to what he had to say.

“She kept your bracelet in her desk, she was so scared to lose it out in the field. The first picture she put up when the team found out about her family was a photo of you and her brother. She kept all the postcards you sent her, and would always ask me what were good things to send for your care package,” Gibbs chuckles.

“I knew she was a good agent, but I never knew all the dangers she had to face until now. I mean, she was suffering through so much and I just…I mean, I should have known,” Bradley whispers.

“You couldn’t have known.”

“I DID!” Bradley cried out. “I ignored all the signs because she told me she would come to me when she was ready. But this?! We promised we wouldn’t keep secrets from each other. This is why! How many times have I almost lost her?! How many times has she cried and I wasn’t there to protect her, to be there for her?! I-I can’t lose her, Gibbs.”

“You’re not going to lose her.”

“How do you know that?! You may not have known Aurora for long, but I’ve known her most of my life! How do you know that she’ll be fine?!”

“Because she’s Aurora,” Gibbs states. “If there was one thing that Aurora stood by, it’s that we protect those we love. She kept this from you because she loves you and her family. She works and fights every day, just like you do to protect our country. She has the Benjamin-Mitchell blood in her. She’s a fighter,” he assures, placing a hand on Bradley’s shoulder.

Bradley sniffles and chuckles.

“She and Peyton say that all the time. The whole ‘Benjamin-Mitchell blood’ thing.”

Gibbs chuckles and retracts his hand. “She would whisper it to herself every time a case got rough. Guess I’ve heard it from her way too often.”

Bradley sighs before looking up at the sky.

“I can’t lose her, Gibbs. She’s my everything. I think about her every hour, every minute and every second I breathe. She makes me the best version of myself. She is the star I look up at in the night sky every time and know she’s always there.. Aurora is my home.”

Gibbs stills at hearing that phrase. Every hour, every minute, every second I breathe.

Aurora would always whisper that when she held a photo of Bradley and Peyton in her hands, doing the same when she held her bracelet in her hands as well. She told Gibbs it was a phrase that brought her comfort when things got low.

That no matter where her best friend and brother were in the world, she would always be thinking of them. It was a bond that no one could break.

“Aurora went through so much, but every time she came out even stronger. This time is no exception. She’ll be surrounded by family and people who love and care about her,” Gibbs comforts him.

The two sit in silence together for a moment before Bradley turns to the man next to him.

“She always talked highly of you. Said you were the reason she is the agent she is today.”

Gibbs shook his head. “She became a great agent all on her own. We work hard because you work hard. Each and every one of you who serve. Aurora became an agent to help protect those who serve when they come home. NCIS gave her that opportunity. You should be very proud of her.”

Bradley smiles at this. He was proud of her, even if he didn’t tell her often, he was proud of who she had grown to be. Even after all she’d gone through, she survived and she was still alive. That’s all Bradley could be thankful for.

—

Peyton went to take a walk inside the hospital with Goose, while Ziva and Tony arrived back to drop off the stuff they had bought. McGee and Abby had filled Ziva and Tony in on what had happened while they were gone.

Ziva goes to sit next to Amelia, who had just calmed down from crying, but still clinging onto CJ like a lifeline.

“Were you there? When Aurora was rescued?” Amelia asked her as soon as she sat down next to her.

“I was.”

Amelia nodded at this and stayed silent.

“Your sister…,” Ziva started with a slight pause before continuing. “She fought her way through so much. She fought to come back home for you and your family. She told me that the reason she came back was that she was finally ready to let go of what had happened and come back to spend a life at home with her family.”

“I just…I wish I had known. All the sacrifices she made and all she had gone through. I used to be so mad when I never heard from her. When she came back, I was so happy to have my sister back. But, hearing that…I can’t believe I was ever mad at her.”

“It’s okay to feel all of those things, Amelia.” Ziva states, comforting her. “She always regretted not talking to you when she could. But this job takes a lot out of us. We’ve lost so much and sometimes when we go in a dark place, some don’t come back out. She didn’t want you to see her like that.”

Ziva lifts a necklace from under her shirt and shows Amelia. It was a necklace with a gold Star of David pendant.

“This was my little sister’s. Her name…was Tali.”

“That’s a beautiful name.”

“It is…Tali was my little sister and, where I come from, there’s so much hate and violence. When Tali was 16, she was killed in a Hamas suicide bombing.”

Amelia looks into Ziva’s eyes, seeing the hurt.

“It tore our family apart, and we were never the same since. I was a Mossad officer, and came here to be a liaison officer between Mossad and NCIS. But long story short, I left Mossad and became an official NCIS agent. And then, your sister came into our lives.”

Ziva smiles remembering the first time she met Aurora.

“She was so nervous at first, but soon, she became part of our team, our little family. She is stubborn, but she’s loyal and she cares so much about everyone. She became a little sister to me. And I wouldn’t change anything. Because it has led me to where I belong.”

Amelia smiles. “She is stubborn. She gets it from mom and Mav.”

They both chuckle before Ziva smiles at her. “She will be alright. I know she will be okay.”

Amelia sighs and continues to pet CJ. “Thank you, Ziva, for telling me your story, For everything. At least I knew she had someone even when we couldn’t be there for her.”

Ziva ruffles her head, lovingly, just like how she would do it to Aurora. Abby comes up to give Amelia some snacks and water, and sits besides them. The three girls make small talk together as they wait their turn to see Aurora.

—

“Uncle Goose, I’m fine, just please leave me alone.”

Peyton and Goose were standing in a secluded hallway.

“Kid, you just heard about what happened to your sister. I am not leaving you.”

“I’m fine!”

“Pey-”

“I mean, as fine as a brother could be from hearing that his twin sister was tortured and hospitalized before! Not to mention that she might not even make it tonig–”

“Now you stop that. Your sister is going to be fine.”

“Is she, Goose?! I mean you heard the doctor! She might not even wake up, and what’s to say her state of mind after!”

Goose lets him rant while Peyton paces.

“I mean, why didn’t she say anything?! You all knew, but she couldn’t even tell us! She could have died! She could have died and would we even have known?! Why her, Goose?! Why didn’t she say anything?! Sh…I…” Peyton puts his back against the wall and slides down it. He puts his arms around his knees and sobs.

Goose goes to sit next to him, letting him cry his emotions out.

A few minutes later, his crying subsidies, and all that was left were sniffles.

“You know, you’re taking this a lot better than your old man.”

Peyton laughs tearfully as he wipes his face with his hands.

“That bad, huh?”

“I mean, you know your dad. He may be strong and reckless, but when it comes to you and your sisters, even Amelia, you are his whole world. He blames himself for what happened.”

Peyton scoffs. “It’s not like he could have seen the future, he couldn’t have known.”

“Exactly Peyton, which is why you need to also not blame yourself. Your dad, as protective as he may be, understands why Aurora did what she did. Working for NCIS and not saying anything. Because she wanted to protect you. You and your dad have spent your whole lives worrying about her. She didn’t want you to worry about this.”

Peyton took in the words Goose had said to him. He just didn’t want his sister to hurt anymore, he wished he had told her, but he understood why. He was proud of her, that even with all that she went through, she can still smile and laugh today. And hopefully after all of this, she wouldn’t get hurt anymore.

“You doing alright in there kiddo?” Goose knocks on Peyton’s head as if he was knocking on a door after a few minutes of silence had passed. Peyton laughs.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. She’ll be okay,” Peyton affirms not only to the universe, but to himself.

—

After Penny and Maverick came back from seeing Aurora, everyone went in pairs, Peyton and Amelia, then Goose and Carole. They were shortly followed up by Aurora's team in pairs of their own, Ziva aside, stating she didn't want anyone to see her cry and therefore went in alone.

After Ziva, Iceman and Sarah dropped by to see her. The only one who had yet to see her still, was Bradley.

“Take your time, B,” Peyton tells Bradley when it eventually came to his turn visiting her.

The sight alone of seeing Aurora laying in that bed, all wrapped up in bandages was nearly enough to break Bradley down right then.

It was a reminder to him that he couldn’t protect her, and that this time, he failed to be her knight in shining armor.

Taking the seat beside her, he watched the rise and fall of Aurora’s chest. Whether or not it was by the machine’s support, at least he knew she was breathing.

“Hey, princess.”

He knew he wasn’t going to get a response, but talking to her always made him feel better.

“The doctors don’t know if you’re able to hear what we say to you, but I don’t care if you hear me or not.”

Bradley hesitates before continuing to speak.

“Your team is pretty cool. Gibbs is really intimidating, like you’ve told me before, but seeing him in person, I see what you mean,” he chuckles.

“They told me about…about what happened, your scars, the panic attacks. Princess, I don’t know why you had to hide it all from us. I wish you told us, but I get you weren’t ready to say anything yet. Just know that when you wake up, I will spend every day making sure you’re alright, and the days that you aren’t, I want to be there for you. I will make up for all the time we lost.”

Bradley reaches for her hand and clutches it in both of his. “Gibbs said that the director of NCIS will be awarding you an award. But I know you don’t care about a stupid award. You did it to save those people. We’re so proud of you, princess. I’m so proud of you.”

The beeping of the machine fills with silence.

“So you keep on fighting, princess. Because, I don’t know how to do anything without you. Because I think of you every hour, every minute, and every second I breathe. Because, I love you Aurora, and I want us to finally have a life together, to finally be together. And I hate that time never gave us that chance, but if you just hold on a little longer, I promise I will spend every day fighting for you, for us.”

Bradley kisses her hand as the tears run down his face. It soon was quiet, except for the beeping of the machine. All Bradley could do was watch her lay there, and that is all that mattered to him in that moment.

Because that was the sound of her still breathing; alive and fighting.

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shannyh25 · 1 year

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DIANA: Gilbert gave me this in return for your note. He's coming to watch you anyway. I didn't want Jane or Gabby Brothers to see me.

ANNE: [reading from letter] "...to your own opinion. It would have been easier if you told me in person, if you still consider me your friend. Sincerely, Gilbert Blythe." I won't be accused of being a coward, Diana. He doesn't understand. Tell him I'll speak to him the first minute I can steal away tonight.

DIANA: Calm down, Anne.

ANNE: I'm so ashamed. I can't go up on that stage. I can't. I'll be merciless if I fail.

DIANA: You've never failed at anything, Anne Shirley. Go on.

AMELIA EVANS: [reciting lines 76-88 of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's The Wreck of the Hesperus]

Ho! ho! the breakers roared

At daybreak, on the bleak sea-beach,

A fisherman stood aghast,

To see the form of a maiden fair,

Lashed close to a drifting mast.

The salt sea was frozen on her breast,

The salt tears in her eyes;

And he saw her hair, like the brown sea-weed

On the billows fall and rise.

Such was the wreck of the Hesperus,

In the midnight and the snow!

[God] save us all from a death like this,

On the reef of Norman's Woe!

LADY IN YELLOW: Mrs. Evans has just completed a European tour.

LADY IN BLUE: Oh, she's a prodigious talent. I was moved beyond words.

MRS. SPENCER: On behalf of the Charlottetown hospital, I would like to offer our indebtedness to Mrs. Amelia Evans for gracing us with such a stirring performance in support of today's benefit. Thank you. And now, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present one of Avonlea's most celebrated students, who achieved the highest standing in the recent entrance examinations to Queens Academy: Miss Anne Shirley.

LADY IN BLUE: It will be amusing to see what arises from the local amateur actors.

ANNE: [reciting lines 1-6, 25-30 and 85-90 from Alfred Noyes' The Highwayman]

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees.

The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.

The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,

And the highwayman came riding--

Riding--riding--

The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,

But I shall [return] with the yellow gold before the morning light;

Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,

Then look for me by moonlight,

Watch for me by moonlight,

I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way."

Back, he spurred like a madman, shouting a curse to the sky,

With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high.

Blood-red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat;

When they shot him down on the highway.

Down like a dog on the highway,

And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.

AUDIENCE: Encore! Encore!

LADY IN YELLOW: Dear, you were splendid. Go back. They're encoring you.

ANNE: I can't go back.

LADY IN YELLOW: Yes, you can.

I got the movie quote from greengables-1.tripod.com

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peakyblinders1919 · 2 years

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Since you asked for some new requests too,

Alfie and the reader’s kid bringing home a puppy to surprise their dad with cause reader told them that Alfie’s been having a hard week after he was cross with them.

“That one.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, we’re sure!”

“We can’t return it you know.”

“Of course I know. I like that one. That’s it. Daddy’ll love it.”

“Love is a strong word,” you muttered under your lips only Loud enough for your eldest to overhear. Samuel could care less, though the look you gave him could kill. He was 1/3 of the reason you found yourself here now, having learnt from their father that was quickest way to forgives was through gifts. You protested, knowing how awful the idea was, but you quickly found yourself outnumbered 3 to 1, and perhaps you found saying no to Amelia even harder than Alfie did.

“Can we please get it Mummy! It’s to say we’re sorry.”

Though you knew this wasn’t the solution, saying sorry wasn’t going to be enough. The kids had managed to break not one but two of his expensive gifts from partners in China and Mongolia in an intense game of hide and seek. His endless meetings running late into the night didn’t help his attitude; the man was stressed beyond belief, his temper for his children short and crude. Anyone could see the way the man felt on his face. He resorted to screaming at them when they barged into his home office in the middle of a very important business meeting.

Now, on the drive home with the kid’s “surprise”, you couldn’t begin to imagine how he’d react. His car was in the drive when they pulled up, the boys jumping out of the car and Amelia following close behind them, just like she did for everything else.

“Amelia, be careful with it. Please.” The girl slowed, carrying the gift with care.

“Hey Dad!”

“Daddy, we’re home!”

They found him enjoying a brandy in the dark lights of the lounge, and you watched from the doorway as they quickly broke his relaxation.

“Hi my pet!” He sat up with his arms outstretched, a soft spot for his little girl, and he’ll he couldn’t stay made at any of his children for long. she wiggled her way into his arms, knowing week enough to avoid putting too much pressure of his bad leg, and his eyes widened at the gift in her arms.

“My my my, and who do we have here?”

“This is for you Daddy! We wanted to say we’re sorry. And we wanted to see you smile, puppies make everyone smile.”

“Amelia picked him out, that’s why he looks so funny.”

“Shut it Elijah. He looks… strong.”

The pup was a real surprise to Alfie, with his flat, broad nose and face, caramel brown, and his stumpy legs that he knew wouldn’t grow much over the years. The big puppy dog eyes looked up and Alfie couldn’t help but give him a pet behind the ears.

“Do you like him?” Amelia asked sweetly.

“Like him, I… I love him my pet. He needs a name now, doesn’t he?”

“How about Happy?” Elijah’s sarcasm was defeated by the look in your eyes thrown the teen's way.

“He needs a strong name for a strong lad. Something I would mind calling him when I bring him to the office. I think…” he said, holding the small creature on his lap now. “I’ll call him Cyril.”

#alfie solomons x reader #alfie solomons fanfic #alfie solomons headcanon #alfie solomons imagine #alfie solomons fanfiction #peaky blinder imagine #peaky blinders fanafic #peaky blinders fanfiction

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jadeleechsupportgroup · 7 months

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wiggles n0t enjoying first snow of the season

#the brown dog is amelia #W A L K I N G

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spiral-writing-stuff · 1 year

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Hey mfs I’m making my character x reader blog finally!:pp

You may call me Spiral🌀

Here is my bsd masterlist

RULES AND REQUEST INFORMATION: PLEASE READ BEFORE REQUESTING

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!

ALL SMUT REQUESTS WILL BE POSTED TO THIS SMUT BLOG FROM HERE ON OUT!

This was a Bungo stray dogs blog but I want to write from other fandoms like fire emblem, jujutsu Kaisen, baldur’s gate 3(once I learn more about it), the case study of vanitas, Arcane and Spiderverse (mainly for hobie brown and Jessica drew) cuz I definitely get the sudden urge to write for other fandoms :ppp

so just ask me if I write for a specific character from those series! If I don’t know the character well I will just research.

You can request anything within the rules but please request smut on this blog from now on!

The most characters you can request in a single request is currently 3,(maybe 4) I’ll only do headcanons and sometimes short scenarios if it’s two or more characters requested

I don’t write for OCs

You can request any character(s) but I’m best at writing the following:

Kunikida Doppo

Nakajima Atsushi

Fukuzawa Yukichi

Dazai Osamu

Yosano Akiko

Edogawa Ranpo

Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

Higuchi Ichiyō

Oguri Mushitarō

Izumi Kyouka

I can write reader x Kyouka, Kenji, or Q but it will always be platonic if the reader is older!! No exceptions!

Fire Emblem

I’ve played fe awakening, fe echoes shadows of Valentia, fe three houses and fe three hopes, So I know to write for most characters of those games.

Arcane

Most characters

Vanitas no carte/The case study of vanitas

Noe Archiviste

Vanitas

Dominique De Sade

Jeanne

Amelia Ruth

Dante

Jujutsu Kaisen

Most characters from jjk I don’t feel like typing them all out man😭

Rules for requesting:

These rules don’t necessarily apply to just bsd characters but they apply to all requests! And these rules apply to requests, not fics I make for myself!

If you don’t specify the gender than I’ll mostly go with GN! Or Fem, I also write for Male!Reader. That being said, I always automatically try to omit the gender of the reader

Specify if you want the relationship to be romantic or platonic example: “dazai pranking reader hcs (platonic)”

AND PLEASE! When requesting two or more characters specify if you want them together or separate! Example: “can I get kunikida and dazai dating hcs?(separate)” or (can I get kunikida x reader x dazai?”

When requesting please provide as much information as you can! Example: “Can I get a ranpo x fem!reader Where they go on a date to the amusement park?(romantic)” “can I get a kunikida comforting reader after a panic attack?(platonic)”

If you don’t specify any of this it’ll take me more time to think of a scenario, and I’ll end up going with my own ideas.

I will write: fluff, angst (I’ll try), crack, relationship hcs, gore(as in fight scenes and injuries, ik this isn’t exactly sfw but yk, I’ll just put a warning)general headcanons

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From simple girl to princess / Once Upon A Time AU

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Summary: What happened then a stylish man appears at your door with an offer you couldn’t refuse? Would you take it?

Pre-Established: Ames & Cole

Characters mentioned: Aunt May, Jemma Simmons, Leo Fitz and etc

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In the south side of the woods stood a little cottage with miles of flowers wanting to bloom surrounding the area. It was midway through the winter, springs was approaching with time.

The sound of dogs barking and bird tweeting could softly be heard. And in the middle of it all on the steps on the cottage, laid a young girl dressed in browns and cream fabrics, looking somewhat ragged playing with old fashioned arrow that she found a couple of trees afar. Her mother was inside baking a small pie just for the two of them, humming a sweet little tune to herself.

The young maiden felt a small gush of wind blow past her, as she glanced around noticing it stopped suddenly, looking around for where the wind came from. The skies were clear and the sun was decently shining among them, in result she shrugged and leaned her elbows back against the steps.

“Hello dearie!” Yelled the voice.

She jumped, holding a hand above her heart, “Ah!”. Her hands curled into her body in shock and slight fear, turning around to see a man leaning against the column of her front porch. He was young but held a mischievously welcoming smirk to him, tailing his fingers as if to say ‘hello there’ as he made himself more than comfortable.

“H-h-wh-who are-? How did-? Who are you?” She replies trying to gain control of her heartbeat.

With a grin he took a bow and twirled his wrist saying, “Rumplelstiltskin at your service! But many like to call me by my other name, Cole.”

“Cole?”

“That’s the one, don’t wear it out.”

“W-wh-what do you want?”

“I’m here to offer you a deal dearie.” Cole explained holding up a finger once he saw her open her mouth to speak, “Ah—let me finished before you start asking questions. The king Shaw has no children of himself, his last one died in battle, so he requested I find him 2 worthy ladies to be his daughters as replacements. I already found you and you, my dear, are the other is already at the castle. With this life, you get all the flexibility and riches you could dream of but on one condition.”

“And what’s that?”

“You have to leave your mother here and can’t return to see her as often as you’ll like. And pretend to be someone you’re not.”

“I um..I don’t know.”

His grinned dropped to a deadpan look as he scoffed, “You don’t know? I’m sorry, did you just say ‘I don’t know’ when I just gave you the offer of a lifetime? Any other fair maiden would love to take that chance?”

“And leave my mother?” She repeated, with a lower her voice, realizing she dropped the arrow she was playing with, “..and pretend to be someone I’m not..?”

“Let me put it this way, your mother would be safe here at home and you get to experience the world. Go from rags to riches, and changing your name could be an opportunity to keep your home life separate from your royal one.”

“Flexibility and some privacy?”

“Something like that, just more grand. I’ll give you 24 hours to think about it and I’ll return in the morning.”

“But i-”

“And then we will find you something better to wear.”

“Yeah and-”

“Bye missy!”

Just like that in a cloud of smoke, he disappeared from before her very eyes. She blinked and walked inside, about to explain to her mother what happened but May already knew. It seemed like she was hearing from the kitchen, May took her only daughter hand and pressed a small kiss to her cheek. She told her all she ever wanted was to have her daughter to create her own path aside her own. But Amelia said it won’t be the same without her aside.

May paused putting her pie into the oven and returned giving her a warm piece of advice as cheesy as the words may see.

“You may be miles apart but I will always be in your heart. And who know? Knowing you, you’ll find a way to sneak off and tell me all about your day.” May said with a light chuckle, “I want you to make the right decision. Find love, explore the world and make some memories. I already made mine.”

Amelia’s eyes watered a bit at her kind words chuckling with a nod. She always dreamed of being able to see the world and learn a few skills one day. And her mother was right, given the opportunity she would sneak out of a window just to see her. But at the end of day she loved her simple life and wouldn’t replace it for the world.

Her mother even joked, “And who knows? Maybe you’ll find a prince that would sweep you off your feet and marry him, but you have to introduce him to me first.”

“Obviously, mother.” She replied with a wet chuckle.

“Oh my baby.”

May pulled her into a hug and pressed a lovely kiss to her forehead in comfort, wondering if her mother was right? Take the chance and see what happens. What’s the worst that can happen? So after 24 hours she agreed to go with Cole to the castle and become a princess, but not without hugging her mother who gave her a bag full of her old jewelry, well some of her old jewelry. May was gonna keep her favorite pieces no matter what.

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Once she arrived at the castle, she met the king who gave her a once over then moved onto his kingly duties, but at least the women he met down the hall, Jemma, was nicer and awfully sweet. She had the true makings of being a princess with the gentle heart she showed. It helped that she actually was one.

She was soon thrusted into a room was ladies in waiting, who dressed her in a long slick red gown and a headpiece to match. Once they left the bedroom, the wizard of a man appeared in her room grinning at the sight, “Ah much better than those crummy old rags you were wearing. No offense.”

“None taken.” She replied, twisting herself from her seat on the vanity to face him. She noticed him opening the closet door swirling around in a deep bathing red cloak with sliver engraved diamonds and a thick fur collar. He looked awfully pleased with himself and she didn’t have the heart to say otherwise that it doesn’t belong to him. “You look handsome.” She added instead with a little smile.

“I know I do, dearie. I look great in absolutely everything I swear.” He replied with the upmost comforting confidence she has ever seen, “And now onto you. You can’t be plain old Amelia—but you can be..hmm, let me see.”

He gave her a actual well thought out look, commented on how hair shined in the lights and her she reflected well in colors of red and white. It brought out tones that matched the aura she was giving off. Her cheekbones were soft yet prompted by the way she smiled and her eyes were dark brown, but apparently her skin was smooth as the icey white snow outside her window.

Then it clicked for him, a shimmer in his eyes.

“Snow..?” He muttered underneath his breathe with a light smirk, nodding to himself.

She repeated to herself with a pout of her lips, “Snow?”

“…Snow White…princess Snow..it just might work. Yes! Perfect, I’ve done it again.”

“I’m going to be named Princess Snow..? T-that’s..that’s oddly enough kinda pretty.”

“Of course it is, I thought of it myself. Tik Tok, dearie! Time is of the essence and you need to make your grand appearance in front of the others downstairs.”

“Okay, okay, jeez I’m going!”

Just as she was about to leave, he yelled, “Ah wait! You owe me small favor for helping you. When your not going your princess duties, I want you to collect a small item.”

“Item?” She repeated holding up her gown by the edge of her fingers, “What kind of items Cole?”

“Oh just one of those beautiful roses out in the courtyard.”

“The roses as red as blood? Why can’t you do it?”

“I’m awfully too busy to do so.”

“What do you need a rose for?”

“Some kind of potion, I’m running out of those rose and i can’t have The King know I was here more than once. I can’t deal with his ass today.”

With a simple nod she walked out and down the steps to find Jemma next already being spoken to by The King. She listened hearing that King Midas, was coming with his son Leo who would pick a lovely one to be his bride. Jemma was blushing as she talked the other girls ear off with her knowledge on this would go but Snow gave the young woman an odd look. Yes she would love the whole love story but she wasn’t going to marry someone based upon that. Shaw just wanted the gold but she didn’t. However she didn’t have to wait much longer, as Midas own son walked in with a lovely smile greeting both ladies as his father went to speak with Shaw.

To her surprise, Leo wasn’t so bad. He was fair, smart, awkward but held a curiosity to him that seemed like a good fit for a future rule in society. Jemma seemed to agree, as those two were enjoying each other’s company very much. Snow smiled chuckling and cracking a joke or two with the young royals, seeing both of them as possible friends. She followed them to the courtyard, plucking a deep bright rose from the bushes as the corner of her eye, in came an arrow flying at their direction as Fitz yelled for her and Jemma to run for cover.

A gang of men and women in green jumped across the castle walls rushing into the courtyard as in came the knights and guards rushing across striking a fight between them. Fitz and the girls hid behind the bushes, trying to have them inch across the trees to get to the stairs. That was when a women jumped in front of them, holding her bow and arrow inching them back to the middle of the courtyard.

The 3 of them gulped, realized they were screwed.

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“King Midas! Shaw! We want a word.” Yelled one of them, removing his hood to reveal a pair of Asian eyes and raven black hair almost icey cold piercing eyes. He looked between both kings smirking, “Midas you stolen slivers that belong to the townsfolk, give them back leaving them as gold or your son gets an arrow to the chest. You’re move.”

Fitz was holding Jemma’s hand, covering her behind him as he looked at his father. He pledged to give the money back and have a fair day, for the sake of all of their lives. Shaw and Midas guards were holding weapons agonist the people with arrows. The women from earlier, she held the arrow bow and arrow a few feet away from the young man.

Snow watched the man look between his son and the others. She couldn’t believe he was considering a long pause for this, Jemma rolled her eyes at the moment knowing that he should do the right thing but kept quiet, shaking a look with the older brunette. Jemma noticed a couple of guards were down, surrounded them pointing to a weapon as Snow picked up being a bow and arrow herself. Fitz noticed both women doing, as he moved to give them room with a tiny smile.

“Midas make the right choice here!” She spoke, raising the bow drawing it at the women who pointed her own at Jemma and Fitz, “..you’re got riches and can turn anything you want into gold. You only got one son..please..”

She can see Shaw’s glares pointed at her for speaking up, as he looked at Midas waiting for the answer. After a moment, Midas agreed as he ordered his men to get the money that hand it over to them. A couple of minutes later, a knight returned with the gold and handed it over to the what they assumed was the leader.

“Thank you.” He said, looking between the young royals for a second lowering his voice, “Sorry for theatrical performances, had to make a point.” He then glanced at the women who dropped her bow and said, “Marlene, let’s go.”

The women smiled kindly at the royals apologizing with a silent nod as she followed the hooded man along with their people out the castle gates. Midas turned to his son and the girls asking if they are alright, as they nodded. Shaw kept his glares to himself.

The golden king then smiled softly, “That was brave of you to keep your eyes up during all of it. And thank you, Miss Snow, for coming to my senses.”

“Uh..it was no problem, your highest.” She replied, resting her hand over Jemma’s and added, “Princess Jemma was thinking the same thing..t-to save our lives.”

“That was noble thing to do. Shaw should be lucky to have two daughters such as yourselves but sadly i can only pick one to marry my son.”

Jemma smiled and spoke, “It’s quite alright, we understand.”

“If only i had two sons to give you both a prince each. I’ll like to have Princess Snow to be his bride.”

Jemma’s smile fell as Snow blinked in confusion, the whole day she didn’t show any movements towards his son. Jemma did, the two were smitten after a couple of hours, Fitz looked happy.

Snow asked why her and not her friends—sister, as Midas explained the way she took a stand during the situation. But to Snow, the brains of the quick moment was Jemma, she deserved to marry him. Shaw glared at her, saying that she will marry him in due time as both kings walked away.

Fitz looked at Jemma, taking her hand saying, “Hey, she didn’t see what you did. You deserve to be my bride not, Snow. I like you, a lot.”

The girl’s smile returned, “You’re father said otherwise. We can’t hide our relationship. I want you Leo, i do.”

“Yes we can, I’ll come and see you every night i can escape him.”

“Shaw would just marry me off to someone else by then..or not have me wed at all.”

Snow spoke up, “No he won’t. I can try and pretend to be Fitz’s bride for the time being, as you two discover this connection between one another. Then you both can figure out a way to tell Midas the truth.”

Fitz smiled, “You’re too kind, Snow. You’ll do that for us til i can find a moment to tell my father?”

“Yeah, it’s the least i can do. Midas didn’t see what we saw.”

“I guess we’re fake fiancés now.”

The two of them chuckled as Jemma gave held the girl’s hand and said, “We can do this. I can schedule my nights to see Leo and have early mornings to go off to work on my duties.”

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As Amelia returned to her room after a long harsh discussion with both kings, she closed the door and sighed deeply. She walked over to the chair near her best, removing her crown as she heard it. A insane amount of giggles followed by loud clapping.

“Well, well, well!” Said the voice that caused her to turn around, to see it was Cole sitting on her new bed, “I’m impressed. The new princess got teeth to back up her pretty little face.”

“Uh what?” She replied, as it sounded like gibberish to her that made her chuckle.

“I saw what you did. Offering yourself to make the prince and princess happy.”

“It felt like the right thing to do, they care about one another.”

“You even picked up a weapon! How exciting, isn’t it, dearie?”

She half smiled, “I guess it was..maybe this princess thing, isn’t so bad..? Aside from the fact that I’m being given away to someone I don’t love..”

“Ah well, you can’t have everything all on one plater can you, Princess Amara?” He replied, leaping off the bed and walked over holding out a hand signaling he wanted the rose he mentioned eariler.

“What did you call me?”

“Princess Amara. Or Amara Snow? I like them both very much. Just give you extra options, my dear.”

“Princess Amara Snow..Snow White. Alright I’ll take it.”

“Good princess! I have another appointment in a couple of hours and i need to my beauty rest. Chop chop.”

She sighed with an eye roll, handing him the rose as he took a light whiff and grinned. She asked what type of stuff is he gonna do with the rose, as Cole said it was for him to know and for her to possibly one day find out. With a wink and flick of his wrist he was gone. All she could do was chuckle, finding his antics kinda endearing.

Amelia removed her shoes as she spread her arms, flopping backwards on the bed looking up at the ceiling. Her first day as a princess and she experienced more than she could imagine. A new identity that only her and Cole knew about, an attack within the castle walls and a impromptu proposal to a young guy who wasn’t even given a chance to do it himself. Two new friends in her eyes.

She was a fiancé to a man, in hopes he would let him father know who he really cared for.

She wondered how long she could keep this secret up? Only time will tell.

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That’s what I got! What do we think?

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