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@galaxydrcaming || For Aidyn

Laurent stopped in the middle of the room now allocated as a baby nursery and just, let himself look around for a moment. Yes, it was the middle of the night and he'd just gotten home from work, but he was doing his best not to worry Aidyn and his hands had been shaking the whole bus ride home. He knew he was stressed, likely unhealthily so, but his mind just, didn't seem to stop. Every worst case scenario about the baby and Aidyn his mind could come up with felt like it was just running a loop in his mind, and he couldn't seem to make it stop. He wasn't enough. He wasn't good enough for Aidyn, and he sure as hell wasn't going to be enough to be a proper father to their child. His trying didn't always feel like enough, and today was one of those days.

Looking around at the crib and the little toys and changing table around had him taking a short breath, trying to catch his breath as he covered his face and just tried to breathe, to calm. But being there and seeing the safe place they'd made hadn't helped him, rather he was now worrying about the little, beautiful person that was about to be in that crib, and Laurent was just making himself panic more. He knew just being with Aidyn always helped, but when he was this upset, shaking and his heart just pounding, he knew he'd just end up being a burden for her, rather than the help he was desperate to be.

"Just breathe, it's gonna be fine, Everything's okay. Breathe."

#Je ne peux pas combattre le fou: Laurent Le Livre #tw: pregnancy

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@lcnelylcves : For Booker

Laurent expected he was probably making his father more than a little bit nervous, asking him to lunch out of the blue and sitting in front of him wringing his hands nervously. He had admittedly not seen a lot of his father in the past few months, being busy trying to prepare for the baby and helping Aidyn, and then also working whatever hours he could so he could afford to take enough time off of work to help her. That was part of it at least, and the rest of the reason was how scared he was to tell his dad he'd knocked up his best friend. She was of course the woman he was in love with, and thrilled to be with her, but it wasn't planned in the slightest. He knew his father had plenty of reasons already to be disappointed in him, but he hadn't ever given him such a clear opportunity to communicate that disappointment. And Laurent didn't know how his heart would take actually hearing Sebastian voice his disappointment in him.

He knew he was taking too long to speak, and had waited way too long to have this conversation anyways, with the baby being due next month, so he finally just took a breath and came out with it. "I'm sorry, I knew..I knew this would be a rough conversation to have and I keep, talking myself out of having it because I hate the thought of being a disappointment yet again, but you should know by now because it's already far later to tell you than is normal. I..." His breath caught, Laurent shaking his head a little and pushing that dread back before he looked at the man seriously. "I got my girlfriend pregnant. It wasn't planned, I know, I was stupid and mistakes were made, but now we're having a baby and we're keeping it. I expect you were already a grandfather before but you're going to be one again, and the baby is due next month. I'm sorry it took so long for me to tell you, I've just been busy and then absolutely dreading this, and I just...I'm sorry Papa, to let you down. But Aidyn is wonderful and will be the perfect mother, and she's already incredible besides and I know she'll take great care of our little one. I will of course be there to help and I hope you'll meet them both when she's born but I..I know it's not how things are supposed to go. I'm sorry."

#Je ne paux pas combattre le fou: Laurent Le Livre #tw: pregnancy

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@lcnelylcves || In response to this

Percy nodded a little, pleased Ethan had been happy with his ask of the gods in the end. Even if he'd known it wasn't really enough. The gods could and should do more, but figuring out the steps it would take to get there was rough. "I'm glad you feel that way, but still....I wish there could've been more. And some people know what is right and don't do it, so my verbal thanks still stands."

He smiled a little before shrugging. "In any case, I'm glad you're getting another life here. What have you been doing? How long have you been here?"

#i'm usually about to die: percy jackson #no gifs atm

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@galaxydrcaming || In response to this

"I never wanted to burden you with attachments and feelings you hadn't ever asked for, so when you didn't respond to french it seemed the best way to...tell you without telling you, yes? It's...I believe you understand I'm an emotional person by now so, it likely comes as no surprise that I struggled to keep things in." Laurent smiled a little at her blush, slowly calming down now that he was realizing this may all end fairly well.

He returned the kiss before leaning back a little, studying the woman for a moment before speaking again. "I'll never deserve you Aidyn, you are worth...the world, and I'll try to show you so for as long as you let me. "

Laurent hesitated to speak now, thinking through what he said but wanting to be as honest as he thought he should be. "It isn't that it makes me uncomfortable, it's simply...complicated. And not my secret to share. But, my responses and how I interact with family will likely have an affect on how I respond and react going forward and I just, wanted you to know it's me, not you if I'm acting..odd. I appreciate your confidence, it means a lot. I'll...do my best to shake my fears about this." Leaning his forehead back into hers, his mind was already starting to get ahead. The planning that would need to be done, and arrangements to make sure doctor's appointments were set up and that Aidyn and the baby were healthy. There was so much he needed to learn. "I promise now Aidyn, I'll do my best to be everything I need to be for you and this little one. I won't let you down."

#Je ne peux pas combattre le fou: Laurent Le Livre

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@lcnelylcves || For Egwene

Lews could admit that he didn't understand this turn of the wheel at all. He knew his soul would go on, living again in another form in the future, but never had it been spoken that one could come back to life in a different time. The wrongness of it made him uneasy, and he'd questioned if this too, was his doing. Some side effect of his hubris in attempting to lock away the Dark one forever, or even the Dark one's work. However, there was no evidence to either of those theories just yet, so he just accepted it as something new he couldn't understand. Trying to live this life as well as he attempted to live his last, even if that had resulted in disastrous results.

He'd been exploring the city when he'd felt...something, as he passed by an inn. Lews had felt similiar sensations before, never knowing what they were but that they shouldn't be ignored, so he followed that odd tug inside. It was midday, so it wasn't too crowded, his eyes scanning the room before falling on a young woman at the counter. It was her he was feeling this tug too, and so the man approached her, Lews pausing just a moment before offering her a soft smile. "Hello miss, I..Apologies, I am not quite sure how to word this, but I have a sense I should speak with you, and I tend not to ignore my instinct. You don't happen to be feeling a similiar tug in your gut, do you? My name is Lews Therin, as I expect an introduction is only fair for this...odd approach."

#We are all fools if we live long enough: Lews Therin

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@totouchthcstars || For Anyone

"You have the look of someone who wants to say something, and I'd much prefer you come out with it rather than look at me nervously." The doctor cocked his head at the other, lifting an eyebrow. Ivan always came across stern, and sometimes so blunt it was nearly rude, but he was always straightfoward. Stranger or friend, if he felt it needed to be said he would say it.

"Come on, out with it. And then we can both enjoy our afternoon."

#Loyal to the end: Ivan Kaminsky

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@rosewaterdrunk || For Alina

"Ms Starkov. I didn't expect to see you again. Much less here. I hope you're doing well?" Ivan didn't really have any ill will towards Alina, even if they had ended up on different sides of things. They were Grisha, and above everything Ivan looked out for other Grisha no matter the disagreement. He also knew Fedyor liked them, so Ivan was comforable being less cold to the sun summoner. "I wouldn't have expected you to also be drawn into this...strange circumstance we find ourselves in."

#Loyal to the end: Ivan Kaminsky

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John didn't understand what had happened. He'd just, gone to sleep one day and then when he woke up, it happened to be months later. The supernatural was of course at work in this place, but he couldn't help but feel guilty. He'd disappeared on Bea and Jessie again, and Sam. Just as they'd been near a discussion on what their relationship was, he'd disappeared and he felt terrible for disappearing without explanation even if he didn't have any control over it.

Unfortunately he didn't know where Sam lived, so he couldn't try there to find the man. So the library was as good a spot as any, Watson knowing the other man enjoyed learning, and it had after all been the place they'd met. He stopped for a moment when he came upon the same armchair and found Sam sitting there, something about him coming back to that spot too making him feel incredibly fond of the other man. Stepping closer, Watson cleared his throat so as not to startle him.

"Well, you are a welcome sight. I was looking for you."

@allxthingsxglxtter || Sam & John

.｡.:*☆ Sam was no fool. With the life he and Dean had been living, he'd lost more people at this point than he could count. Or he wanted to keep track of, really. Mostly to keep himself sane. However, with John.... it felt different. Sam had opened up. Admitting that he was obviously into guys the same way he was into women. And just then, John had vanished. And then Dean, too. Sam was aware that it could happen in a place like Sydney. But it was still nagging on him.

So, after Dean had returned, he now and then was visiting the library where he and John had first met. It surely was a shot in the dark but then... Sam had nothing better to do anyway. Randomly picking a couple of books, he was sitting down into the same armchair, mindlessly flipping through the pages of the first one.

#you know nothing of what it is to be afraid: john watson

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Hector couldn't help but smile back at her when Briseis smiled at him like that. He felt like a boy again, smitten over every little thing the object of his affection did, and he was finding it something of a challenge to hide. This feeling he had towards her.

"I'm glad to hear it, truly. I do my best not to bother you when I approach." Hector knew that he'd leave the moment she seemed even slightly uncomfortable with him, but that moment just didn't seem to happen. Lifting her basket, Hector was distracted by looking at what she was showing him when she stumbled, the former prince reacting instantly, a hand moving to her side to steady her while his other hand lifted to the basket's bottom. "Are you alright?" He was looking at her with concern, not having processed just how close they were until he met her eyes and found himself nearly nose to nose with her, blushing softly. "Apologies, I just..didn't want you to fall..."

#Our fate is born with us the day we are born: Hector of Troy

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@hxlcycnx || In response to this

He met her eyes for a moment before looking away again, glad of his sister's company but also unsure if he should even say what was on his mind. "I know, you read me better than anyone. And..deflecting may not be necessary, but..I feel as if merely saying the words aloud will make it something tangible that I'll need to confront. Easier to just...keep it to unspoken dreams or a worry to distract me from time to time."

He'd had relationships before, attachments. But nothing that had ever been able to truly last. And he trusted Death above all others, except perhaps his ravens or Lucienne, but he also knew she was better able to talk him into things than most. "She sounds delightful sister. I'm happy for you, and your little family. Though I expect I can brood around most anyone. Would I be me without some sort of contemplative scowl?" He nudged her back, but gave her a soft smile this time. "I am sorry. I didn't mean to brood today."

#Even I am not free to choose to be other than I am: Dream

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Niall didn't have words for how good it was, seeing his sister agian. He'd missed his family and their version of normalcy for awhile now, and didn't grumble at all at her affection. Niall just smiled a little and returned her evaluating gaze with one of his own, scanning her for injury and any differences that were there from when they'd last seen each other. "It really is great to see you. Was worried everyone might not be here."

At her question his expression darkened, the question "what did you do" such a heavy one for him. Niall had done so much more than he'd ever expected to, and more than a few things he expected his sister would be appalled by. But he just shook his head a little. "Nothing's wrong, just got a little tired on Wulver's walk. Promise. But how are you? How long have you been here?"

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saoirse laughed, still crushing her brother in a death grip. she grabbed his head by its sides and gave his forehead a giant, motherly kiss. she scratched wulver’s ears as well, happy to see the other wolfhound.

she took a good moment to look at her brother. she was a witch who knew her family like the back of her hand. she knew when something was wrong. “alright, out with it. what’s wrong? what did you do?” she teased.

#Quiet rage poisons the heart just as well as loud: Niall O'Farrell

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Máire admittedly loved dancing, the feeling of it always so freeing. She didn't ever feel contained, or judged when she was dancing, because everyone was usually having a good time when dancing was involved. And she'd been delighted to discover it was an activity that Torin enjoyed as well, Máire taking any opportunity he gave her to dance with him.

At his teasing words she pressed a hand to her chest in mock horror, playing along as she replied. "How dare you imply I am anything but graceful. I am a delicate swan. You would obviously be the one in the wrong if I happened to step on your toes." She smirked up at him teasingly, it softening as she looked up at him. Máire wasn't soft with too many people, but whenever Torin looked at her like this she couldn't help but melt. "Merry Christmas love. Has it been a good one for you?"

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torin wasn’t much for getting up in front of people, but he liked dancing, more than people might suspect. even if it was just swaying in tune to the music, because he was doing it with one of the women he loved. “don’t be stepping on my toes now.” he teased her. máire wasn’t a bad dancer by any means, but he liked teasing her, liked her headstrong attitude. it made him smile, it made him fall a little more in love with her each time. “merry christmas, darling.”

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#Sometimes it doesn't matter what people think: Máire McCullough

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@featherskies || For Mickey

Mateo had always been really close to his family, trying to look out for them as much as he could even though he knew they were all trouble. If he stopped too long to think about it he could be filled with crippling worry about any of his siblings just because he knew there were so many ways each one could get into their own brand of trouble. So, whenever he could, he checked in.

And today he was checking in on Mickey, having been able to set up meeting him for lunch a few days ago. Smiling when he finally saw the other, Mateo didn't hesitate to hug his older brother.

"Sorry I was running behind, got stuck on the train. It's good to see you! I've missed you."

#Family is Everything: Mateo Garcia-Sotos

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@galaxydrcaming || For Briseis

Hector had honestly been able to relax a lot more, living in Sydney. He might not know anyone really, as he had yet to encounter any of his loved ones or friends, but he was at peace. There was no war to fight, no city to spend sleepless nights trying to solve problems for, just a life to live. And a part of that life that he looked forward to was running into Briseis.

He wasn't exactly sure what she thought of him, but to Hector she was a friend. Possibly more, but bringing feelings into things made everything complicated, and made him feel a little like he would be disappointing Andromache. But he didn't dwell on those feelings as he walked up to where he spotted Briseis browsing at the market, his hands clasped behind his back as he stopped next to her.

"Hello Briseis. I can't say I'm surprised to find you here anymore. Seems you like spending time at this market as much as I do. Find anything good today?"

#Our fate is born with us the day we are born: Hector of Troy

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@galaxydrcaming || In response to this

"Nor I you. It's more of a gift than I ever could've imagined the gods giving me, getting a chance to see you again. How are you? How is this life for you?" He reached out to gently wipe a tear from her cheek, ignoring the tears that streaked his own cheeks. She was alive and well, and Patroclus intended to do everything in his power to ensure she stayed that way.

At her words he sighed, shaking his head slightly. "Chiron gave me the opportunity to learn more sword craft when we were with him, and I turned it down. Perhaps if I hadn't I would've survived. I always knew the story would end in tragedy, but never...never the way it did." Taking her hand, he shook his head softly. "Nor is it Achilles fault. Or even Hector's. The gods knew how the war would end, and they played us all as pieces on their grand gameboard. I wish we had all gotten better stories. Or at least better endings."

#i am made of memories: patroclus

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@lcnelylcves || For Naomi

Bob didn't go out for drinks all that often, but when he was asked he wasn't one to say no. He liked being around people, even if he didn't always have a lot to say, and chilling at the bar while his friends danced was where he'd currently ended up. He was thinking about leaving when he noticed a familiar face across the bar, and Bob found himself walking before he could talk himself out of it.

"Hey! It's good to see you again! What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?" As soon as it left his mouth he winced, Bob blushing slightly before shaking his head. "You can forget I said the last bit yeah? I'll blame it on the..one drink I've had, if that somehow helps. I swear I'm not entirely awkward."

#See you in the afterlife Bagman: Bob Floyd

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@lcnelylcves || For Simon

Bob had a pretty regular routine at this point, living here in the 20s and making himself not think about that too hard. His friends were here, and even some of his family, and Bob was just happy the people he loved that were here were safe. So. he just kept to what he knew, so he cooked. And made sure everyone had at least one homecooked meal from him a week if that's how it worked out.

Which was what had brought him to Simon's place today. He'd just made lasagna, the box in hand as he knocked at his brother's door. He loved his family to pieces, and it showed in the grin that lit his face as Simon answered the door. "Hey! It's the part of the week where I annoy you with food again! It's good to see you!"

#See you in the afterlife Bagman: Bob Floyd