#i think my AUNT forgets and she lives here. she was like why is every store in town closed on sunday

[muirneach]

saw a church sign today that said ‘hell is uncool!’

#i keep forgetting im in the bible belt of bc and then i saw a big anti vaxx thing on my drive in here and was like. ah. yeah #i think my AUNT forgets and she lives here. she was like why is every store in town closed on sunday #i was like girl… do u know where we are this is thee spot for christians #im not in fraser vallet btw. a different belt

[oh-stars]

The Wall

Polaroid

a Stobin Month 2024 prompt | 1167 words | CW: N/A | Rating: G

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“I can’t part with it,” Robin says. 

Steve stands beside her, hands on his hips. “Me either.” 

“We can’t leave it though.” 

“But we don’t have space for it at the new place.” 

“We’re not living together in the new place,” Robin points out with a sigh. 

Steve’s shoulders fall. He keeps forgetting that part. “How do we split it then?” 

“I say we don’t and just stay here,” Robin decides. She nods her head once, then claps. “Yup, that’s settled. We’re living here forever.” 

“Rob,” Steve sighs, “you know we can’t.” 

“Says who? We love this house. It’s our house. Why do we have to leave it?” Robin takes a seat on the floor and stares up at The Wall. Steve doesn’t hesitate to follow, even when his knees pop and protest at the movement. He looks up at The Wall in all its glory, eyes flickering around from one spot to another. It’s their most important wall in the house, their collective prized possession. It’s the most beautiful thing they’ve ever made. 

The Wall is the north wall of their living room that connects with the stairs. It’s a boring beige color, but that’s not the important part, it’s what’s on the wall that matters. The very first day Steve and Robin moved into the house, they commemorated the day with a picture using Robin’s brand new Polaroid camera. And since their walls were all bare, they decided to put the picture on this wall that would one day be covered. 

He doesn’t remember why they decided to take a picture every day, doesn’t know what possessed them to keep it up for over eight years, but here they are. The wall is covered with almost three thousand polaroids, some better than others, with little dates written on the bottom. The ones celebrating big milestones are the highlights, like special birthdays and graduations or the start of a new job or anniversary, with special attention taken to the doodles along the borders. They even alter the space around them so they sit in little pockets, standing out among the silly and blurred daily shots. 

No one else understood why they kept it up, but they’ve never missed a day. Even when traveling, alone or together, they make sure someone took a picture. 

And now that they’re moving out of their first home, moving in with their respective partners, the time has come to take it down. 

Steve’s more sad to see The Wall go than he is to leave this house and he loves this house. It’s just not big enough for Steve, Eddie, Chrissy, Robin, the cats, and the incoming baby that Chrissy’s carrying for Steve and Eddie. He almost wishes Robin and Chrissy would just stay here, keep the wall up even if they stop taking pictures every day, but Robin didn’t think that was fair. “There’s no way I’m living in this house without you, dingus,” she said, “who would fight the ghost on my behalf?” 

The ghost is actually their neighbor’s outdoor cat, Sally, who likes to sneak into their home to play with their cat, Tassel. At first, they thought it was some territory dispute, but it turns out the cats are just star-crossed lovers. So much so that their neighbor’s trying to figure out how Sally can still see Tassel. Steve didn’t peg the old man to be supportive of two lesbian cats, but then again he’s never had a problem with the big rainbow flag hanging in their living room or the fact he’s had to ask Steve and Eddie to keep the noise down a time or two. 

Damn, he’s going to miss Nathaniel, too. 

“We have to take it down,” Steve says. 

“No.” 

“Rob.” 

“Steve.” 

“Would you rather someone else does it?” Steve raises an eyebrow at her. 

She rolls her eyes and huffs. “No.” 

“Then we have to.” 

“Why’d you have to go and make your family bigger, dingus,” Robin whines, leaning into him. “I’m happy to be Aunt Robin and all, and like I know this is what you were meant to do, but it’s really throwing a wrench in our growing old together plan.” 

Steve kisses her forehead then rests his cheek against the top of her head. “You’re the one who introduced Eddie and I.” 

“And I regret it everyday for him stealing you away from me.” 

“Chrissy stole you first.” 

“She’s perfect, she can do no wrong,” Robin says. “Eddie’s a gremlin man and took you from me.” 

“I resent that,” Eddie says as he and Jonathan walk into the room. The house is pretty bare, minus the big furniture that still needs to be moved tomorrow, but the whole point of today was to take boxes out, yet they’re bringing boxes in. Eddie sets down a box in front of them and opens it to reveal several photo albums. 

Jonathan does the same, but he takes out a machine that he plugs into the wall and starts fiddling with. 

“What are you doing?” Steve asks. 

“We’re here to rescue The Wall,” Eddie says.” 

“This is a scanner,” Jonathan explains, “I borrowed it from work. We can take each picture and scan it to make another one and then you both have a copy.” 

“And you two can decide who gets the originals but this way neither of you have to cry over losing it anymore.” Eddie holds out identical albums to each of them. “They’re prepped and ready for you to do your thing. But we need to finish this before we call it a day if we want to stay on schedule,” he says. 

Steve looks down at the hefty photo album. They’re ornate with little doodles engraved in the leather of ice cream and anchors and VHS tapes and music notes and every other little icon Eddie could come up with to represent the last decade of his and Robin’s friendship. In the center, in what he’s sure is Chrissy’s script, it says “The Wonder Twins Years, Vol. 1” with a blank section to write what dates they can fit into the album. 

“Eds,” he whispers. 

Eddie darts forward to kiss his cheek. “No more tears, baby.” 

Robin sniffles beside him. “Fine,” she huffs, “I guess he can stick around.” 

“Was that up for debate?” 

“It always was,” Robin says as she heaves herself up. “Dingus, go get the ladder out of the office.” 

“On it,” Steve says. He gets up and sets the album on the coffee table. As he passes Jonathan, he squeezes his shoulder. “Thank you.” 

Jonathan nods and smiles. “It’s too impressive to destroy,” he says. 

Steve’s not sure why he’s surprised that Jonathan, their resident photographer, understands The Wall like he and Robin do, but it still fills him with so much warmth. He excuses himself before he can cry some more. Better to save those tears for when Robin’s decided to go down memory lane with every other picture. 

He can’t wait.  

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[dreamwritesimagines]

Garden of Secrets [13] - Sundews

A.N: Thank you so much for your wonderful feedback and support my loves, it made my whole week, you’re amazing!❤ I hope you’ll like this chapter as well, and please don’t forget to tell me what you think, thank you! ❤

Thanks so much to @theskytraveler​ for helping me with the chapter!

Summary: Meeting the family can be quite challenging.

Warnings: Regency era society and social rules, some gender specific language and terms, mentions of sex.

Word Count: 4400

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You had to admit, planning a wedding that was caused by a scandal was already quite difficult as you knew it would be, but pretending to be in love and having to convince others around you of your excitement for the said wedding was more difficult than you had assumed it would be.

And the fact that you were having your wedding gown made by your future husband’s former mistress was not even in the top ten reasons why this was so damn stressful. 

The wedding was in a week, and your nightmares had come back with their full force, waking you up gasping every night.

At least everyone else was excited though.

Your uncle was in his study, no doubt going over some papers, and Teddy was in one of the rooms, studying math with his tutor. You had left your aunt in the drawing room going over the list of the last-minute guests to the wedding breakfast an hour ago. To be honest, you weren’t even sure she noticed your absence considering how stressed she was about the wedding.

Well, you were more stressed out about what would happen after the wedding.

You shook your head slightly, forcing yourself to push the thoughts away. Snipping what seemed to be a wilting leaf of the rose in front of you, you huffed out a breath and leaned in to look at the stem closer in case you were missing anything, but then you heard your aunt clear her throat behind you.

“Auntie, I swear I do not care who comes to the wedding breakfast,” you said, your whole attention still on the rose. “You can invite whoever you want. Every guest will attend that thing for you or the Bridgertons anyway, not me.”

“Eh,” a familiar voice said. “Not every guest.”

Your head shot up and you dropped the shears, then jumped on your feet and whirled around, a breath leaving your lips. She looked exactly as you remembered her, as if it had been merely three days instead of over three years.

“Josie?” you whispered and she leaned on her hip.

“I look away for one moment and you fall in love?”

“Oh my God!” you exclaimed, flinging yourself to her and she took a step back as soon as your body collided with hers but she hugged you tight, a small laugh escaping from her lips.

“I missed you too Clover.”

“You’re here?” you asked, still holding her tight and your aunt clapped her hands together.

“Oh this is so wonderful! Josie my dear, why did you not tell us you were coming?”

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” she said as she pulled back, then cupped your cheek to see you better. “You look amazing.”

“Don’t go anywhere, I’ll get Teddy!” your aunt said and rushed back into the house while you clasped Josie’s hand with yours.

“Are you here for the wedding?”

She grinned at you. “And afterwards,” she said. “I suppose you could say that I’m back, permanently.”

You pulled back slightly. “Josie what about—”

“Don’t worry,” she cut you off. “I can handle mother and father if they dare step wherever I am. Let’s not talk about them now.”

You couldn’t help but pull her into another hug, your eyes burning as she placed a kiss into your hair.

“Besides, my little sister is getting married,” she said. “I will kind of have to keep an eye on you.”

You let out a teary chuckle, then pulled back and nodded. “I am.”

“I have millions of questions.”

“All in due time. Where are Bess and Andrew?”

“They’re dealing with the houses.”

You frowned. “Houses?”

“Yes well, Andrew inherited a house down the street where we’ll live, and Bess’ late husband had a house here as well, she owns it now,” she said. “They’ll hire the staff and everything, they will join us later on. They both missed you.”

“I missed them too!” you said. “And is everything alright?”

“More than alright,” she said. “Everything has been amazing lately, aside from you giving me a heart attack. What kind of a letter was that?”

“Well how was I supposed to—” you started but stopped talking when you saw your aunt enter the garden with Teddy and Josie followed your gaze, then turned around.

Teddy looked a bit shy as he approached you two, still holding your aunt’s hand, his other hand by his mouth so that he could bite at his nail. Josie gasped, her jaw dropping as Teddy and your aunt reached you, and she let go of his hand, gently nudging him forward.

“Go on,” she said in a soft voice and Teddy cleared his throat, then looked up at Josie.

“Hello, I’m Teddy.”

A small sob climbed up Josie’s throat and she sniffled, her eyes fixed on him. She opened her mouth but no voice came out, so she took a deep breath and tried again.

“Hello Teddy,” she said. “Do you remember me?”

Teddy thought for a moment, then shook his head.

“But I know you’re Josie,” he added in a haste. “You sent me letters. Y/N read them to me.”

“Dear God you grew up so much…” Josie whispered as she crouched down to get to his level. “You were a baby when I last saw you.”

Teddy looked at you as if asking for your help with how to answer that, and you motioned at him to come over. He rushed to you, half hiding behind your skirt and you fixed his hair.

“See, I told you she would come back,” you said softly and Teddy tilted his head.

“Will you stay?” he asked her and Josie wiped at her eyes, then smiled.

“I will.”

“Here?”

“Very close to here,” she said. “And you can come and stay with me whenever you want.”

Teddy stole a look at you again, waiting for your permission and you nodded fervently.

“Should be fun, no?” you asked him. “This way you will have three rooms Teddy. Here, my house and Josie’s house.”

Teddy bit inside his cheek. “Can I put my toys there too?”

“Well yes, but if you want we can buy you new toys as well,” Josie said, making him smile wide.

“Really?”

“Oh yes. Different toys for different houses, it only makes sense.”

Your aunt let out a laugh at the sight of pure excitement on Teddy’s face and you ruffled his hair. Teddy paused for a moment, then shifted his weight.

“Is it okay if I don’t really remember you though?”

Josie took a deep breath, then nodded.

“It’s alright,” she said. “It just means we will make new memories, hm?”

Teddy grinned and hugged your legs sideways. “Uh huh. Can Y/N come to your house too?”

“We’ll see,” Josie winked at you, making your jaw drop.

“Oh I see how it is,” you said with a laugh. “I knew you were lying when you said you missed me.”

“I did miss you but Teddy is much cuter than you.”

“She’s cute too!” Teddy protested, still hugging you tight and you leaned down to press a kiss on top of his head.

“She’s joking Teddy,” you said. “Of course I’ll be there.”

Your aunt fanned her face with her hand. “Oh dear God, I feel emotional…” she said, sniffling. “All of you together and happy, just as it was always supposed to be.”  

“Took us long enough,” Josie said, still smiling and you heaved a sigh.

“It really did.”

Your aunt clapped her hands together.

“Josie, come with me,” she said. “Your uncle will lose his mind when he sees you!”

                                            *

It felt almost surreal that Josie was here with you after years, and that she would stay. You were so happy that you couldn’t even sit still and by the time she was done talking to your uncle and aunt and sent Teddy to his tutor so that he could continue his lesson, you were almost buzzing with anticipation.

“So,” she said as she came to plop down on the bench next to you. “It is very clear that I have much to hear.”

“So do I,” you said. “How are Bess and Andrew?”

“They’re as you left them but you are not,” she said. “Clover. Come on, tell me.”

You cleared your throat and sat up straighter. “I’m getting married.”

“I know,” she said. “What I’m wondering is how it came to be.”

“Fate.”

“Y/N.”

Heaving a sigh, you leaned back on the bench, resting your elbows on the marble as you looked up at the sky with narrowed eyes, enjoying the warm sunlight on your skin.

“Is he forcing you?”

You turned to her and shook your head. “Of course not.”

In a way it was true. Benedict wasn’t forcing you into anything, he was being forced into this as much as you were.

But you couldn’t tell her that. She had just returned to the country and you didn’t want her to be worried about you or your upcoming marriage. You knew her, she would stop at nothing if she so much as heard an implication that you did not want this wedding.

“Benedict is not like that,” you added in a haste and she tilted her head.

“Is it love then?”

And this right there was where it got tricky.

Josie was the one person who knew you the best, and she would see right through you if you tried to lie to her. It had been that way since you were little, and just a couple years apart didn’t change that, so instead of outright lying to her, you were going to have to bend the truth a little by telling her only a part of it.

“It’s something,” you ended up saying and she scoffed a laugh.

“Come on,” she insisted. “You can tell me whatever it is, you know I would never say anything to anyone. And if you happened to fall in love—”

“I’m too smart to fall in love,” you cut her off and she raised her brows.

“Alright,” she said with an amused smile on her face. “What is it?”

“Not love,” you said, “Out of question.”

“Fine, then what?” she insisted. “Why are you marrying him? Letter after letter you wrote how he annoyed you, how you couldn’t stand him and all of a sudden you woke up a changed woman—”

“It’s not the emotional aspect,” you cut her off. “It’s physical.”

Which wasn’t a lie at all.

You did not believe in love for yourself at least, but you knew very well that desire existed. That fire that burned through you when he had kissed you, the way your fingers almost twitched to at least touch him whenever he was around you, it all signaled the same thing. You weren’t blind, you were aware of just how attractive he was and that he was quite…skilled in matters of intimacy if his kiss was anything to go by.

Josie pulled back slightly to see you better. “Pardon?”

You rolled your eyes at her. “Don’t pretend you do not know what I speak of—”

“I know very well what you speak of,” she tried to suppress a smirk. “What did you two do?”

You shot her a light hearted glare. “Not that.”

“But whatever it was, it was enough for you to accept his proposal?” she asked and took a deep breath. “Clover I’m glad you enjoyed what took place but you cannot build a life on desire alone—”

“It’s not just that,” the words left your mouth before you had a chance to stop them. “Besides, I’ve made my decision. I’m not going to change my mind no matter what you say.”

She held up her hands, gesturing surrender.

“Just answer me this,” she said. “Do you only enjoy his presence when it’s a moment of desire?”

You pulled your brows together.

“I um…” you trailed off. “I like his presence in other times as well, not just then.”

She tilted her head, watching you in silence as you sat up straighter, fixing your hair.

“Benedict is interesting,” you ended up saying. “I do not get bored at all when he is around, and being around him makes me feel—”

Happy.

Being around him made you feel happy. It was almost easy to slip into that warm, fuzzy comfort and finding yourself smiling even if you tried your hardest to focus on what could happen at any moment.

But it just meant that desire you felt for him was clouding your judgement, and you knew you couldn’t let that happen.

“I want him to be around me,” you said and Josie’s lips pulled into a sly smile.

“I see,” she said after a beat. “And when do I get to meet this infamous betrothed of yours?”

“Whenever you want,” you said. “Lottie said they’re all going to have a picnic by the park so we can go as well if you’d like?”

“Lottie?”

“My best friend.”

“You’ve made a friend?” Josie asked and your jaw dropped.

“Why do you sound so shocked?”

“You’re not very friendly.”

“And you are?”

Josie shrugged her shoulders. “No but I can hide it,” she said. “Unlike you.”

“Fair,” you said. “She was Benedict’s friend first by the way. Then she decided we would be friends and I kind of followed her lead.”

She let out a laugh and stood up, then pulled you up by the hand and threw an arm over your shoulder.

“Come on then,” she said. “Let’s go meet Bess and Andrew first, then we can all go by the park.”

                                           *

Even though it had been years since you had last talked to Bess and Andrew, it still felt like yesterday. You had always liked them, and Andrew’s marriage to Josie was the perfect arrangement for all parties involved. Bess was Andrew’s cousin and the love of Josie’s life, and Andrew only desired gentlemen and not ladies, so the marriage was a formality that worked out for all of them.

You were sure the ton would be clueless to the reality behind closed doors.

It had taken you almost two hours to catch up with what had happened while they were in Spain, and after that you all had decided to go by the park. As Lottie said, she and her family were there and though there was no sign of Bridgertons yet, Lottie had told you they would be there soon.

It came as a surprise to no one that about five minutes after they had met Lottie, they were all smitten by her. Even Josie who was always politely distant with everyone seemed to love her and had assured her that she wasn’t even interested in being a bridesmaid let alone the maid of honor. Soon enough though, her mother had called her to keep an eye on her siblings so she had to leave you four there, promising she would be back soon.

“You know, I have to admit I did miss here a bit,” Andrew said as he laid on his back, looking up at the sky with his hands neatly folded over his stomach. “Spain is nice and all, but there’s no place like home.”  

Bess tilted her head.

“You hate the ton.”

“Don’t we all?” he asked and you held up your hand.

“I’m right with you on that.”

“Thank you, my dear sister-in-law,” Andrew said with a smile. “You’re getting married at a perfect time by the way. I needed to get away from my former lover.”

“Was it that bad?” you asked and Josie scoffed.

“It was very explosive.”

“No it wasn’t!”

“Yes it was!” Josie and Bess said at the same time and Andrew rolled his eyes.

“You challenge someone to a duel one time during a lovers’ quarrel and all of a sudden your whole liaison is explosive, unbelievable…” he grumbled as he sat up and Bess repressed a laugh.

“How about you Y/N?” she asked. “What of your betrothal? Tell us more about him, we barely know anything!”

“Oh he’s—” you started but as soon as the sight of Benedict caught your eye, you stopped talking. “That’s him.”

Andrew and Bess followed your line of sight while Josie looked over her shoulder and turned around, and Andrew raised his brows as if he was impressed.

“There is the answer to your question Jo,” he told Josie. “You were wondering why Clover changed her mind about marriage right? It’s because he looks like that.”

You gently kicked at his foot. “Shut it.”

“He looks like that and he’s an artist?” Bess asked and you nodded, trying to ignore the warmth of pride in your chest.

“Mm hm.”

“Well done,” Andrew winked at you and Josie clicked her tongue.

“Now our earlier conversation makes sense,” she said. “You really are a cliché.”

“Josie!” Bess scolded her lightheartedly. “Don’t listen to her, please. We’re all very happy for you!”

“I’ll uh—I’ll get him here,” you said as you stood up, then made your way to Benedict who was talking with Colin while Anthony made his way to Charlotte to greet her.

“Y/N,” Benedict said, a smile warming his handsome face and you cleared your throat.

“Hello,” you said. “I need to borrow you for a moment.”

“Sure, why?”

“To meet my family,” you said and motioned between you. “Since, well—since we’re getting married, it’s kind of necessary.”

Benedict tilted his head. “I already met your family?”

“Some of them yes,” you said, snapping your fingers. “But my sister is back.”

Benedict’s eyes widened. “Oh? Of course, I’d love to meet her.”

“She’s over there with her husband and her…best friend,” you pointed back with your thumb and both Benedict and Colin followed your line of sight to see Andrew waving at them while Josie narrowed her eyes into a glare.

“Is she nice or is she more like you?” Colin asked and you gasped in a rather exaggerated manner.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Colin,” Benedict warned through his teeth and he shrugged.

“What?” he asked and motioned at you. “We’re going to be family, should I lie to family?”

You curled your lips. “Now that you mention it, I have always been the nice one between the two of us.”

Benedict gawked at you in silence for a couple of seconds, then took a deep breath.

“Oh this is how I die then,” he said and turned to Colin. “Promise me you will make sure people see my paintings after my death.”

“Sure but I’ll put my name under those paintings.”

“Do you want to join us?” you asked Colin and he shook his head.

“As much as I’d love to watch this, I promised Pen I would find her,” he said and slapped Benedict on the back. “You’ve had a good life brother.”

“And apparently a very short one,” Benedict deadpanned as Colin walked away and you shot him a lighthearted glare, trying to repress your laugh.

“I’ll make sure Colin doesn’t write his name under your works if you do die,” you pointed out and Benedict nodded his head.

“Much obliged—you were jesting, were you not?” he asked. “About you being the nice one?”

“Not at all,” you said. “Josie can seem a bit intimidating sometimes.”

“Does she have a knife as well?”

“Yes, the knife is hereditary.”

He tilted his head to the side. “You realize that in order for you to be a widow we have to be married first?”

You pursed your lips, still trying to control the laughter threatening to climb up your throat.

“I thought artists liked suffering,” you said. “Everyone keeps saying that makes your art better."

“I wouldn’t call myself a fully artist yet.”

“I would,” you said and a small smile warmed his face before he cleared his throat.

“Do you have any tips on how to charm her to get her approval?”

“Her approval barely makes any difference, we’re already engaged,” you said. “Besides you could charm a goddamn rock apparently, you’ll be fine.”

He repressed a proud grin.

“Well it’s still important,” he said, stealing another look at her. “Especially since it looks like she doesn’t like me already.”

“What, a glare? That’s nothing,” you said with a scoff. “Trust me, you’ll know if she doesn’t like you.”

He let out a noise of disagreement. “I won’t if she’s anything like you.”

You pulled your brows together. “I think people can tell whether I like them or not.”

“Not at all,” he said. “Half of the time I can’t tell whether you want to kiss me or kill me.”

Your heart skipped a beat but you forced yourself to roll your eyes, then started walking in Josie’s direction. He caught up with you almost effortlessly and you tried to ignore how your face was burning.

“See?”

“Shut up.”

“This is exactly what I was talking about—”

“She doesn’t know by the way,” you cut him off, desperate to change the subject. “The details of our…engagement.”

He raised his brows. “You didn’t tell her?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because if I did, Josie would certainly find a way to stop that wedding,” you pointed out. “And I’m not going to put my aunt and uncle through that.”

Benedict looked like he wanted to say something but you had already reached the tree under which Josie, Andrew and Bess were sitting under and they all stood up when you got there

“Everyone, this is Benedict Bridgerton; my betrothed,” you told them. “Benedict, this is Josie; my sister. Lord Andrew Walcott, her husband and that’s Bess Hadfield, Andrew’s cousin and Josie’s best friend.”

“I’m honored.”

“It’s lovely to meet you,” Bess said and Andrew elbowed Josie so that she could stop glaring at Benedict before offering his hand, and Benedict shook it.

“Call me Andrew,” Andrew told him. “So you’re the man who made the impossible happen and got Y/N to fall in love?”

Benedict smiled softly and nodded. “It was a surprise for me too.”

“Me as well,” you deadpanned and Josie clicked her tongue.

“I’ve heard you’re an artist, Mr. Bridgerton.”

“Oh I wouldn’t call myself an actual artist yet—”

“People call you that,” Josie tilted her head. “Are they dishonest or are you just being humble?”

“Josie,” you said warningly and she shrugged her shoulders.

“What? I’m trying to get to know my future brother-in-law.”

“We will have all the time in the world to do it after the wedding,” Bess said in a haste before you could retort. “I can’t wait. So, have you two decided on where you will go on your honeymoon? Josie and Andrew went to France and I—they liked it a lot.”

“France is a great option.”

“We’ll stay here,” you and Benedict said at the same time and Andrew pulled his brows together. Josie crossed her arms, her whole focus on you and you felt your heart dropping to your stomach before you cleared your throat.

“We actually haven’t talked about it because of the excitement of the wedding, excuse us for just one moment,” you said and grabbed Benedict by the arm, then led him away from them even though you could feel their -and other people’s- eyes following your every move so you remembered to smile up at him.

“You want to stay here?” Benedict asked and you nodded.

“Uh huh.”

“You don’t want to go to France? Italy? Anywhere?”

You scoffed and shook your head. “I’d rather if we didn’t leave the country.”

“The countryside then?” Benedict suggested. “And that way you’d see the house as well, I can just write a letter to the staff there—”

“No,” the word left your lips as you felt the fear churning your stomach at the idea of being in a remote place with him alone. You knew he had promised you that nothing you didn’t want would take place in your wedding night or honeymoon but you still—

You still didn’t know whether he would change his mind or not.

“It’s just that I promised Teddy I wouldn’t disappear after the wedding just like Josie did,” you said in a haste. “And the season has just begun and it’s my first one so I’d like to see it through. Besides I’m pretty sure Duke Hastings will propose to Daphne soon so we cannot miss that, she’s your sister so it’s not like you can ride into sunset either. We should stay.”

Benedict’s brows furrowed.

“Oh,” he said. “London then?”

You shrugged your shoulders. “I mean it’s not like we will see each other that often in the house either,” you said. “So it’s really not going to make any difference if we’re here or anywhere else.”

A sad light crossed Benedict’s gaze but it was gone as soon as it came.

“…Right,” he said. “I guess not.”

“And then you know, once the dust is settled you can visit France or Italy or wherever it is that you want,” you added quickly. “I’d still convince people that we’re in love, no worries.”

“Or you could come with me?” he offered. “Once the dust is settled?”

The idea felt tempting only for a moment before the fear hit you again, so you shook your head.

“I don’t think so,” you said and snapped your fingers. “But you could take Madame Delacroix with you? Or anyone else who you…have an arrangement with. I wouldn’t mind as long as it’s kept a secret from the ton.”

To be completely honest, even the thought of it was enough to bother you. Though you were quite certain you didn’t want to be alone with him in case he changed his mind about how your marriage would go, that bitter taste at the back of your throat was back upon imagining him with Madame Delacroix or anyone else for that matter.

Him kissing her, or—

No.

You were not going to do that to yourself.

A painful smile curled Benedict’s lips at your suggestion and he took a deep breath, then swallowed thickly.

“Yeah, who knows?” he said. “Let’s just get through this first, right? The wedding is next week and I’m sure your family has a lot of questions.”

Next week.

Right.

You nibbled on your lip, a nervous lump growing bigger and bigger in your throat but you managed to smile.

“Yeah,” you said and clicked your tongue. “Let’s pretend to be lovesick then.”

Chapter 14

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Small Big Big Lovin

Pairing: Husband!Chris x Short!Wife!Reader

Summary: Fans recount the best things they’ve seen about Y/n and Chris' loving relationship

- Requests are open!

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@/lemonsqueezy: Anyone see the mirror selfie Chris posted of him and Y/n, his arms wrapped around her with her jumping onto him like a koala😭😭 AND THIS MAN WAS NOT TRYING TO HIDE HIS HANDS ON HER ASS (Can’t blame him tho)

@/Whosaidso: Chris said on his newest press tour interview that every morning their kids barge into their room to have Y/n do their hair. Anyone else cryin?

> @/spiderwomantt: OK BUT R WE IGNORING THAT HE LITERALLY CALLS HIS OWN KIDS THE COCKBLOCKERS

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@/Evanslovesass: My aunt got to interview Y/n on the red carpet and apparently she’s so much smaller in real life���� Chris literally had to act as her bodyguard because people would bump into her cus they couldn’t see her

> @/buckystanners: AT ONE POINT YOU CAN SEE HIM JUST CARRYING HER THROUGH THE PEOPLE

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@/princeofasgard: I just saw Chris and Y/n out doing the grocery shopping and this man was just watching his wife struggle to reach the lucky charms on the top shelf

> @/hungryhipposusa: WELL DID HE HELP HER?!

>> @/princeofasgard: YEAH BUT SHE LIT HAD TO BEG HIM LMFAO

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@/yourmomsmom: if yall think you have a chance with Chris then you’re wrong, the guys absolutely smitten with Y/n as if she’s God on Earth /gen

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@/henrycavillishubby: Yall remember when Y/n revealed that she met Chris because she was a trainee hair stylist who was working with another stylist, and the reason they started talking to each other is because he wouldn’t leave her tf alone. Poor gyal

> @/sticksonbricks: Don’t forget that the only girl he lets deal with his hair is Y/n now, HE SAYS ITS HERS ONLY TO TOUCH AND TO PULL WTF

>> @/marvelousshulk: Why are we surprised they have like a gajillion kids

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@/hornymackiebarnes: Anthony Mackie really just clowned Chris evans because anytime wants to Chris wants to kiss Y/n he has to bend his neck or she has to use a stool😭☠️☠️

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@/tomhollandsleftnipple: OKAY BUT CHRIS DYING Y/NS HAIR ON LIVE WAS THE CUTEST THING EVER, HE WAS SO WORRIED SHE WOULDNT LIKE IT N KEPT STEALIN KISSES FROM HER. IM SLEEPIN ON THE HIGHWAY TONIGHT

>> @/Ynshairfollicle: and when baby Izzy came in the middle of it to sit on Y/n's lap, I swear she’s an exact double of Chris

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@/celebsgoferal: ALERT JUST SAW CHRIS EVANS FULL ON FRENCHING WITH Y/N UNDER A TREE IN MY LOCAL PARK AND HE WAS NOT HOLDIN BACK😍😭😭 GOD IT FELT WEIRD

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@/Dcandmarvel101: I just met Y/n Evans at my work and she’s actually the sweetest woman alive, she even tipped me so well!! Chris came to pick her up and wouldn’t even let her pay for her own nails since apparently he picked the colour for them. I hate it here.

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@/nocolourjustfaxandprinter: Anyone see Chris Evans camera roll, there that meme of a massive plug going into a phone’s charging socket, god bless Y/n for real

>@/socksontoes: Babes she’s living her best life, SHES GIVING HIM HIS BIG BOSTON FAMILY

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@/Giraffeshortneck: I was at a fireworks festival at my hometown in Massachusetts and saw the Evans couple snuggling while watching. Chris had Y/n inside his coat with him all zipped up, HE EVEN KEPT KISSING HER CHEEKS AND HEAD WTAF

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@/hiyageorgie: Chris calls Y/n his sweet girl. That’s it. That’s the tweet.

>@Y/nEvans: Fun fact I call him my bubba, something he actually used to call me when we first started dating

>>@/trinitysimpsonS: OMG SHE REPLIED TO YOU

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@/thexmenarehere: Who was going to tell me that Chris has a tattoo of Y/n's name with a kiss mark on his right pec, because her head always lands there when they sleep. I never knew I needed this information. I love it.

> @/lovememenot: And Y/n has a small cursive C tattooed on her hip. Saw it in one of her bikini shoots for her new clothing brand😭

>> @letsgetreadytobumble: OMG I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE THAT NOTICED THAT BRO

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@/treetopshigh: That one video where in the background Y/n was cutting Chris’ hair and he had fallen asleep onto her chest midway, AND SHE KISSED HIS FOREHEAD TO WAKE HIM UP GENTLY

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@/brightandsunny: bro my sisters friend worked on the set as a stunt woman and she said Y/n is an amazing mother. SO HANDS ON AND TENDER LOVIN, AND CHRIS JUST CANT GET ENOUGH OF HIS OWN WIFE. ALWAYS HAS HIS HANDS ON HER. Safe to say she has her hands full.

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@/Freshwaterfish: I love that one video on Y/n's tiktok where she pranks Chris about wantin a surgery to make her taller, and this man went all soft trying to convince her that she was his “precious little goblin queen” NOT THE REACTION I WAS EXPECTING BUT SO WORTH IT

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@/sweetlovin: No one gonna mention about how when Y/n was pregnant Chris literally dropped all his projects and rushed home to be with her. Next thing we know she’s carrying triplets AND WITH HER SMALL FRAME, GOD BLESS HER FOR REAL. HER BACK IS GOING TO BE ACHING

>@/kristoffslevn: Chris did not cut her any slack☠️☠️ three mf babies

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@/dreeezzy: Chris with his kids is so adorable, because they’re small like Y/n was when she was little, HES ABLE TO CARRY ALL FOUR AT ONCE. Don’t even get me started on him putting his baby girls hair into pigtails while he was on his lunch break while filming. Or when they all missed Y/n so they all huddled up in his chair to face-time her while she was t at home cus she was heavily preggers

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@/Y/nEvans: Anyone got any tips on how to get a six foot man’s heavy ass head out of your boobs without wakin him up??

>@/ChrisEvans: They’re soft, warm and snuggly. Leave me alone.

>>@/Y/nEvans: They’re just tits 😭😭

>>>@/ChrisEvans: Yeah mine. What can I say? I’m a simple man with simple needs

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@/levelheadednoob: anyone else wonder how Y/n and Chris have ya know ;)) cus that woman is tiny and he is like six foot

>@/ChrisEvans: We get through it fine thank you, four kids and counting :

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[aristocratic-otter]

Hey y’all. It’s been a rough month, so thank you to all of you who keep tagging me in spite of my silence. And for those of you waiting for new chapters to one of my WIPs, please forgive me. The good news is, I have a week off of work, and I’ll be able to put out new chapters of at least two of my WIPs, as well as the first post from one of those below that you haven’t seen. So stay tuned!

Thank you to : @thewholelemon, @youarenevertooold, @nausikaaa, @wellbelesbian, @cutestkilla, @monbons, @artsyunderstudy, @ileadacharmedlife, @hushed-chorus, @prettygoododds, @whatevertheweather, @angelsfalling16, @noblecorgi, @ic3-que3n, @bookish-bogwitch, @thewholelemon, @alexalexinii, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe,and @blackberrysummerblog for the tags over the last several weeks. 

On to the snippets!

From Saving Simon Snow: (slightly more than six sentences)

I don’t know what I expect when I look at him. Recriminations about my family? I’d deserve them. My father and aunt have been vicious and abusive towards my now-husband. I’ll never be done making that up to him. Or maybe he wants to actually talk about the events of the day? Yesterday, I mean, since the clock has clearly ticked over into a new day.

Whatever I expected, it wasn’t Simon’s blue eyes intensely boring into mine as he says, “Can I kiss you?”

From the Heart in the Well

“You–” I start, and my voice is a croak. I swallow, despite my horror at the liquid still laying on my tongue. I try again. “How could you?”

Simon looks apologetic, but his chin is jutting up nonetheless. “Baz, you needed it—” he begins. 

“You’ve made me into a monster!” I cry. 

From Snow Fox–nothing new this week. I'm researching my next chapter at the moment.

From TikTok Dancer: 

Normally, by now I’d be giving coy glances to my chosen partner of the night. I like to have made my choice at least an hour before we quit for the day, so I can make my interest known. It’s a bit of a dance in itself, this small courtship. 

Tonight, unless I find the courage to approach Baz again—why do I even remember his name? Most of the time I forget their names minutes after they say them—I’ll be going to bed without any release. Because nobody in the crowd has drawn my eyes today, despite several pretty people making eyes at me. 

I’ve only got eyes for Baz.

I don’t understand this.

From Stars, Flowers, and Children,

One of the tools we rescued from the ship before it sank was a hand axe, and it’s honestly been worth it’s weight in gold. Half the building I’ve done in the last few years would have been impossible without it. I don’t need Davy’s voice in my head growling, “you break those tools, boy, I’ll break you.” I’m constantly aware of the fragility of the life we’ve built here. If I break an axe…no more building out of wood. If the island suffers a dry year, no fruit on our plates. If one of us gets sick…no doctors

From Cupid’s Shield:

My aunt Fiona loves recounting the time he showed up at Watford’s Valentine ball when she was a fourth year. She wasn’t old enough to attend, but she’d snuck into a secret passage that passed the ballroom to spy on her friends, who were fifteen because their birthday (they were twins apparently) was just before the deadline to attend. Reading between the lines, I think Fi was sweet on one of the pair and wanted to make sure he wasn’t making time with some other girl at the ball. 

According to my Aunt, Cupid just materialized in midair beneath the great chandelier, and, with a wicked grin, began shooting incorporeal arrows at every mage in sight. Fiona took great pleasure in recounting just who was compelled into snogging their sworn enemies or the girlfriends/ boyfriends of their best friends. Apparently the event was a source of endless drama over the next several months, and my aunt lives for that shit. 

Of course, my aunts’ maybe-boyfriend escaped unscathed, or I think she wouldn’t have found the whole thing so amusing.

From my COBB project:

“Director,” I say, “It’s good to see you.”

“And it’s wonderful to see you, my boy. In fact, your return just at this time could not have been more fortuitous.”

I know all too well what that means. My heart sinks into my shoes. I just got back…I haven’t even unpacked yet…

“Sir?” I question, directing every fibre of my being towards hoping the director is not about to say what I think he’s about to say. Of course, I’m not that lucky.

“We have a situation, Simon,” he says, letting his face fall into graver lines. 

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@taznovembercelebration

Day 4: forget/sweet

Can a dream be recurring if it's different every time?

Read it on AO3

Taako's laying on a grassy hill, watching stark white clouds drift through the perfect blue sky above him. It's transitioning from summer into fall, so it's not too hot, nor too cold, and the leaves in the tree above him are just starting to yellow. He knows if he sits up, he'll see a small town far below him, and his aunt's cottage behind him. He spent a lot of good afternoons on this hill in that one blissful year he lived here. He's been here in his dreams a lot in the last few months.

"You still sleeping down there, Koko?" It's not his aunt's voice, he knows that much, but it does funny things to his heart when he hears it. He's taken to calling his companion The Dream Voice. He thinks she's the one who's been bringing him into these dreams, but he doesn't know why.

"I don't think you can sleep in a dream."

"Sure you can," a foot knocks against his. "There was one time I kept waking up, like at least five times, and then I woke up for real and realised it was a dream in a dream in a dream."

Her voice always sounds like it's right next to him, and he can feel her presence there, but he's long since learned not to look. The first few times he had this dream, it was a lot of confusion and static that made him wake up with a migraine. They've gotten a lot more peaceful since.

"That's fucked," he says.

"Yeah, well," he hears the shuffle of clothing and grass as she adjusts her position, "I've been through worse."

"Bummer."

She huffs a breath of laughter. "Thanks."

They sit in silence for a while. A gentle breeze blows through, knocking a few leaves out of the tree. They float gently to the ground and land between him and The Dream Voice.

"I think Lucretia's sending you on a mission soon." He hears tearing as she fidgets with one of the leaves. "Last one."

His brow furrows. "Really?"

"Mmhm. Just one more relic."

Taako whistles. "Damn. Could've sworn there was one more after."

"Nope." She mumbles, "she took care of her own."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

They're silent again. He can hear her tearing the leaves to little pieces.

"No, idiot," she flicks his temple, "after all of this, when you're done at the Bureau, when… when you- when everything is safe."

"What are you going to do after this, Taako?"

"When I wake up?"

Taako blinks up at the sky. "I don't know. I guess I hadn't thought that far ahead."

"Maybe you could start up your show again."

"I'll have to prove my innocence first."

"You could also find a better boyfriend."

Taako scoffs and sits up, "my boyfriend is perfectly fine, thank you."

"He's the grim reaper!"

"So what? You don't know him!"

"Of all the people and beings that you could possibly date, you just had to get all goo-goo eyed for the grim reaper when-" her voice dissolves into static on the last part.

"I don't even know what you just said, but I know it's bullshit. I have a comeback on the tip of my tongue and I don't know what it is, but it's fucking good! So keep that in mind!"

The Dream Voice sighs, then laughs. "Stupid," she mutters to herself, a smile audible in her voice. "I knew the second I saw that motherfucker with his face on, he'd be a thorn in my side."

"More like a thorn in my backside."

"Eugh!" Taako laughs loudly as she shoves him. "Gross! Don't say that shit to me!"

He wakes up in his bed, still smiling. He gets up and pulls himself through getting ready. He makes breakfast, toast for himself, oatmeal with berries for Merle, and an ungodly amount of eggs, scrambled, for Magnus.

"I had a dream last night," Magnus says, "that I was in a world of all dogs."

"Were you also a dog?" Merle asks.

"No! So I was the only one who could provide all the pets, and I got suffocated under all the dogs. It was great. That's how I want to die."

"I had a dream," Merle says, "that I was in a massive greenhouse with a big, beautiful sunflower down the other end. But to get to it, I had to walk past all these other plants that were just reaching-"

"Okay, that's enough!" Taako says, standing up and picking up dishes, "time to go!"

"What about you, Taako?" Magnus asks. "Any interesting dreams?"

He drops the dishes into the sink unceremoniously. "I don't remember my dreams. Let's get out of here before the Director sends someone down here to get us."

The next night, after games and sacrifices and liches and red robes, they're camping in the woods. Usually he'd struggle a bit to sleep in the wilderness, especially with their supposed red robe enemy with them, but Taako's had a long day. He's out like a light.

He has the dream again.

"Sooo," she says, "how'd it go?" She sounds a little smug, but he's too drained to think about why.

"No one died."

"Well-"

"Okay, Magnus kinda died, but it was only a little. We'll un-mannequin him when we get a chance."

She laughs, and rests her head on his shoulder. It's a comfortable weight. "I'm glad you're okay."

"That's one way to put it."

"Taako?"

"Hm?"

"I'm pretty sure a lot of crazy shit's gonna happen tomorrow, so I just… I want you to follow your instincts."

He snorts. "Yeah alright. Sure."

"And trust Ba- the red robe. He's trying to help."

"I barely remember half the stuff you say on a good day, but I'll keep it in mind."

"I'll find a way to remind you."

They sit together for what feels like forever. As always, the clouds drift by, the leaves in the tree rustle, and a gentle breeze keeps them cool. When the world around them starts to waver and fade away, his companion squeezes his hand. "Good luck, Taako," her voice distorts and fades as he wakes, "I'll see you soon."

He wakes up to mannequin Magnus leaning over him. "The red robe says we gotta go."

"We have less time than I thought," the lich says, looking up at the overcast sky, "and we need to make a stop before we go up to the Bureau."

"Alright," Taako stands and stretches as Magnus shoves his stuff into a bag for him, "let's get this shit over with."

As they walk through the woods, he tries, as always, to remember what The Dream Voice said. But it was gone before they even set out. He knows she said something about the red robe, but he can't remember for the life of him what it was. All he can remember is her arm linked with his, her head on his shoulder, and "I'll see you soon."

He wishes he knew who she was.

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[redrydersrequiem]

Reunited chapter 1

Ok ive been reading ALOT of avatar fanfiction lately and i like many other am obsessed with miles Quartich. So heres a fic for him. Again this is just for my own sanity i think of stuff and i have to write them down or they’ll never leave my head. Love all yall who actually read this again everyone be kind none of this is prof’d. Also just warning for language and I am constantly adding stuff to these because I am always re-reading them and finding issues so again just hang in there with me I like to use gifs/videos and pics to make the story more theatrical in my mind

Updated this 5/2/23

Next chapter

Ok video log 230 My name is y/n y/l/n I was a Corporal for the RDA. I went to Pandora for one reason.

I needed the money

My only living relative, my aunt, was sick. Terminally sick and the regular military benefits were not working. That’s when the RDA swooped in and found me. A young former soldier with experience who needed financial backing, yeah, I see now I was an easy target for them. Anyway getting to Pandora I was placed on the one and only Colonel Miles Quaritchs team. Luckily or maybe not now that I look back I was strictly security for hell's gate. While the others did more field work I was dealing with perimeter checks,Hot headed soldiers fighting, Fixing up my team whenever they didn’t want to deal with the science quacks, and a shit ton of unnecessary paperwork. You know Basic duties, until I was assigned to start helping the scientists out more.

They wanted to start going back out into the forest more often and after watching the beauty of it from the window all the time, I was all for joining them. Even though I was a soldier it didn’t mean I was one of the inhumane jug heads like some. I had passions and loved nature and music, culture, literally devouring anything I could. Grace actually kind of liked me which is why I started spending a lot of time with them despite my unit's protests.

Now don’t get me wrong I loved my unit. After getting past some of their personal walls, all of them were amazing. Loyal to one another. Funny, goofy and everything in between. They were my family, the Lovable brothers and sisters I had never had albeit VERY rough around the edges. It's actually funny now how close i am to everyone and how protective they are over me cause when I first showed up they all almost laughed me out the door. All thinking i was just a young gun that wouldn’t amount to anything just their cute little doctor but after they saw me take down a drunk guy twice my size from another team with vicious savagery,during a night off for all of us, in heels might i add, they all started looking at me in a new light.

(Think something like this clip)

Once comfortable everyone really showed me their true colors.Lyle, as annoying as he was, was also very funny. Just straight up class clown behind closed doors. They are the kind of brother that just comes up to you randomly to mess with you for like a second and then runs away.( his intrusive thoughts when a lot) but he was always my go to to hang out with just cause he would make you forget about the stress of the job.

Zdinarsk was the annoying older sister, beautiful but playful, a piece of candy in every pocket she had, but always willing to share. She also likes to playfully pick on me all the time, but if someone else says something. God help them.

Mansks was more the silent but deadly brother. Always watching out for me, especially when I am out in the field. His eyes trained everywhere you just can’t see it from behind all those sunglasses he owns. He would back up z whenever they heard someone say shit about me, those people never came within my vicinity again. But he also had a softer side, like being an incredible cook. We all call him the grill master, and live for the days he decides he wants to cook. We eat well those days. Ja, brown and prager were like the three stooges together. Sometimes I honestly wondered if they all shared a brain cell. Lopez was cool. He would teach me a bunch of Spanish, mostly curse words but still would teach me. And anytime some music would come on he would be the one to dance with me.

Sorry I'm rambling. All in all I was very close to everyone in our squad of thirteen rowdy marines but it was my home. Now while the others were family Miles was much more.

As soon as I met the colonel I was enamored. It was hard to even describe why or how it happened. At first you think of him as just some hard ass old geezer who would never look twice at you and then you catch him helping his fellow members in tasks. Checking up on them like a dad almost. Learning how I liked my coffee so he can bring it to me in early meetings. While everyone simply thought of him as some hard ass to the book soldier, I thought of him as a trusted leader that has and will continue to bend over backwards to help the people he's loyal to.

Simply put I I fell in love

Despite his rough figure and reputation. I fell in love with him. With the warm smile he only showed when we were alone. With how he knew I loved the plants and things of pandora and would occasionally bring me non threatening flowers when he found them while in the field. How he actually would listen to me ramble to everyone about the stuff I had learned from grace without complaining or zoning out of the confirmation like the others.Stuff like that all garnered points in my heart towards my colonel It wasn’t until almost two years later when I confessed to Miles and to my absolute surprise he reciprocated. Even though he thought he was way too old for me I didn’t care. I had been surrounded by death my whole life so I quickly learned to seize any moment I could never know if that person would be there the next day. It wasn't until a year later that he proposed. That was the same year that Jake Sully arrived.

Jake Sully was granted access I would have killed for. To be an avatar.

Jake was cool, another fellow marine who even though he tried not to show it, was fascinated with the world of Pandora and everything he was learning. A strong and independent person that despite his personal and physical trauma was such a goof. Miles liked him, I could tell. He respected jake for not letting his physical issues take him out. He liked people who persevered through issues. So it was no surprise that Jake was working with grace and i but he was still under the command of Miles.

When Grace decided to take her norm, Max, Jake and others out to the old shack to work instead of hell's gate I was given the option to go with them. Unfortunately I couldn't stay all the time. I wanted to be with my family and closer to better medical help for the life that was now growing inside me.Grace understood that but I for sure could feel the divide that was happening between the two groups of people I found myself Entangled in especially as Jake got to know more and more about the omaticaya clan.

You see, I saw something on both sides. The RDA was all about money and with the way the economy and everything was back on earth money was a necessary evil. While I don't agree with what they were doing, I understood why. With grace, norm, and Jake I saw the beauty of pandora. How much different she was from our own planet that is now no more than dust and metal it feels but here in the plush forests of color it was amazing. I could understand why the natives were so protective over it, myself slowly joining them. A little while into Jake's expedition I even got to meet Neytiri.

She had shown up to the little shack at Jake's persistence to meet me,and norm and to reconnect with grace since she had known her from before. Jake was trying to show her that not all humans were bad, which I can’t say he fully succeeded on but she respected all of us. I mean she was definitely standoffish at first with me, but once she saw my pregnant belly I could see something in her shift. She asked me about human babies and if they were very different from Navi ones. And she asked me about our family’s and about nature and we even bonded over teasing Jake which I found great, much to his detriment. Neytiri was great honestly. She was beautiful and strong and when it all came down to it we found we had more in common than not. I truly started considering her a friend and her doing the same with me.

Unfortunately when I got later in my pregnancy I could no longer fly out to the old shack anymore Miles being a worry wart. Actually all of the team were worriers but I just took it in stride. I knew how much they all loved me and I was happy to stay put to give them peace of mind. The only thing I wish I could do was get them to all stop taking Parker’s orders. It was like we weren’t even soldiers anymore, more like Parker and the RDAs hunting dogs. Even though I tried every day to tell them that the RDA was wrong. I know they were all loyal to a fault but I thought that loyalty was to each other over the RDA. Some would listen to me and agree with some of the things i said but some would just shake their heads at me and tell me we have to do the best we can for our own before trying to change the subject. Hard headed soldiers every last one of them but none more so than miles. No matter how much i speak and i know he listens hes loyal to the rda almost to a fault.

But I didn’t have a lot of more time to try and convince him that the shit Parker was whispering in his ear was all bullshit. It was late evening right before the eclipse that my water broke. God was that fun. 13 hours of labor and my son is finally welcomed into the world. He was so small. Beautiful light blond hair on his head, and his fathers eyes. It was unfair how I carried him for 9 months and he came out looking just like his dad. Everyone was so excited about him though our little Miles Lyle l/n quartich

*(couldn't find if spider had a middle name so just went with they made Lyle his god dad and named him that)

I had just taken the baby to the nurses unit to get his one month evaluation. It’s nice to get out again after being on bed rest for the last month. Everyone’s been very hush hush about any missions and stuff that have happened recently and it's not until I saw Miles and the others in a lab with Parker, that my interest was peaked, since they all would rather die than come over to this section. Walking through the doors everyone went a little quiet. Like teeenagers trying not to be caught in a lie. That was red flag number two.

I see miles talking into a camera and ask what he’s doing. He sates my curiosity by telling me Parker is making the team catch up on their logs so that the RDA has a good view of what's been happening. I know he is lying to me and he’s lucky I'm tired from staying up with our son or I would call him on his bullshit but that will be a conversation for later. He pushed me off to go get some sleep while baby miles was at his check up and that daddy would pick him up and they would join us later and i agreed. Placing a kiss on his lips i make my way out of the lab and towards our shared courtiers

Unbeknownst to him I learned what they were really doing video logs for. After leaving the lab I heard other soldiers talking about how sick it was seeing that big tree go up in flames. And I froze in my spot. No, I couldn't have heard that right. After pulling rank on them they told me what happened and to say I was pissed was an understatement, then being told that the others were now going to attack the omaticaya clan. I was seething. I immediately called Jake and the others knowing grace would tell me what's been happening without sugar coating anything,but found that they were no longer there. That's not good at all. I quickly made my way to the research sector and try to find max or really anyone. Bursting in the labs side room i see max running around like a chicken without a head

“Max where are they whats going on”

“y/n. You shouldn’t be here”

“Max what’s happening the others aren't answering and i just learned Parker wants to declare all out war basically”

“I'm sorry y/n. You’ve missed a lot since you’ve been out with the baby.”

“Well quickly fill me the fuck in.”

Max quiets me and takes me over to a side office shutting the door securely behind us. That’s when he tells me what happened. Tells me how the RDA had attacked Hometree and were now trying to take over the Forest. How Jake and the others tried to help the Navi and were caught and labeled traitors. How he and Trudy helped them escape. Each piece of info was like a knife to my heart. Everything pierced through me, when I asked about what had happened to them All he could tell me is that Jake was trying to get all the clans together to stop the RDA and that the board had somehow been set with jake neytiri and the natives on one side and my love and family on the other being pawns for the rda.

There’s no way. There was no way the people who would come see me and my baby and gush every time they saw him would lie to me. There’s no way the man I loved would lie to me and tell me everything was fine. No I, it couldn't be. I couldn't be stopped as I ran from the room. Once back in my own quarters I empty my stomach in the toilet almost shaking from rage and disappointment when I hear miles come in.

“Mamas your boys are home” Miles comes into the bedroom seeing me sitting on the bed looking pissed.

“What’s wrong darlin.”

“Don’t call me that right now miles.”

“Darlin?”

“DONT.! I got to know miles where do you and the others get off lying to my face.”

“Whatcha talking about”

“I know miles I know about the attack on hometree. I know about Jake and the others I KNOW.” I say screaming. Little miles now crying as I storm over and take him from his father, lulling him back to sleep and putting him in his little room while his predecessor tries to figure out what to say to me.

“Darlin now.”

“No miles this is wrong. I thought we understood each other I thought we agreed that we”

“Well you thought wrong. Darlin. We are not here to make friends with the natives, we are here for the rock in the ground.”

“Fuck that rock miles fuck the RDA the Navi are people they have emotions they have families just like us what makes us so much better to them to do this. They did nothing to us beside try and protect their home the same we would if the roles are reversed”

“Darlin, I think you forget who you're talking to.”

“No, I know exactly who I'm talking to. I'm talking to the man I thought was the love of my life but with every word is slowly proving to me he’s just as bad as everyone originally said.

Miles just grits his teeth as I get in his face. Just because I had a baby did not mean I wasn’t still a soldier. And he was about to relearn that real quick.

“y/n this is the mission i knew i should have pulled you from hanging out with those scientists sooner i knew you were getting too mushy for that natives.”

“Mushy miles what the fuck.”

“ENOUGH! He yells silencing my rant. “At the end of the day i am Colonel Quartich, at the end of the day i'm doing my duty to the human race, and i will not compromise that for anyone.”

“I'm not anyone, I'm your fiancé, the mother of your child. Im”

“You're still a soldier. A soldier under the RDA. Now I think it's time you take a little bit to remember whose side you’re actually on. Our or the savages outside.”

“The only savage I see right now is all of you.” I say as I throw my ring at him before snatching up baby miles things and locking ourselves in the spare bedroom.

I don't see that Miles breathes heavily, clutching his head as he tries not to punch a hole in the wall. I don't see how he reaches down and picks up my ring and pockets it or how he leaves and locks me and the baby in our quarters with strict orders to make sure we are taken good care of. Making sure i stay there while the next mission is about to commence, cause he knows deep down he'll lose me if i go out there.

But like miles said i am a soldier and even though i just had a baby i was not about to let my lover fuck everything up.

It took me most of the next day to get out of the room. But once i finally wired the room door to open I was met with no one there thank god most being called to the front lines. I run to the lab to find Max and others still there trying to figure out what to do. I run over and grab max

“y/n what are you doing”

“Max i dont have time. I have to stop this.”

“y/n there’s nothing you can do now”

“No stop there is always time ok. I need you to help me though i need y’all to look after my baby”

“What y/n no”

“Max, I swear to eywa right now help me.!”

He just puts his hands up and relents one of the female scientists Abby comes over in all her goth glory and takes little miles from Mac promising she would help look after him. I trusted her, she had a good head on her soldiers and was constantly coming to see the baby. She called him her ray of sunshine in the lab. I kiss Miles' little head breathing him in as he smiles up at me, his beautiful little blue eyes the picture of his father.

“I love you my baby. And I pray we are reunited. But I have to go knock some sense into your papa first. Please take care of him.”

“We will y/n. We promise, go give them hell.”

All I can do is nod as I rush away. Leaving half my heart behind in hells gate as the other is lost in the forest. Take one of the new roving speeders and hustle to try and get to the shack its a god ways way but the pilot having my gun to his head helped speed thing along. That is until an arrow comes flying in disabling the copter hurtling us down. The landing was definitely rough and my pilot was dead but i was close enough I could make it on foot. I start rushing through the forest making my way when out of nowhere Dickson comes into my view

He was a fellow soldier. Was on the same transport as me when we first arrived on Pandora but like his last name implied he was a massive dick.Misogynistic, self absorbed, everything wrong with a guy he had wrapped up in a package.

“Well ill be damned the rumors where true”

“And what rumors would that be.”

“That you turned your back on the colonel and the others from some blue dick.” I just grimace at his stupid face waiting to see what move he would make

“I know quartich said not to harm you but if your turning ass and hanging with the tree fuckers then you deserve to die here and now.”

“Then do it you punk ass bitch.” I say before coming at the soldier with gusto. My life is on the line, my son's life. The life of my friends. I have everything to lose and I won't let some gung ho jackass soldier take it all away from me. I need to get to Jake and the others I got to get somewhere to stop miles. Gun shots ring out as I ditch my gun to rush Dickerson. My knife meeting his chest multiple times effectively ending his existence. So long to bad rubbish

I don’t even look back, It wasn’t until I was finally speeding to the old shack that I felt the burning in my side. Shit. I yell out. I have nothing to stop the large hole in my side but I can’t let that stop me now. I'm almost there. I almost have everything I need in the palm of my hands. I know seeing me will stop miles I know I could get him to stand down.

Finally getting to the old shack I see Miles and Jake are going at it, both not backing down from the situation at hand. All I can do is clutch my side trying to stop the bleeding caused from that bitchs gun. I finally get into the clearing yelling out to the both of them.

“MILES, JAKE PLEASE STOP”

They both look over toward me seeing me stumble into the clearing. Jake is all done up in his warrior garb war paint on his face. He has a couple of cuts and nicks all over him. Miles wasn’t any better i dont know what happened to his amp suit but it now had no glass protection. Just miles with a exo mask over his face. The face that briefly looked upon me with worry and anxiety before his colonel mask came back up.

“Y/n get out of here it is not save”

“You don't speak to her sully”. Miles turns slightly to me still keeping jake in his peripheral vision

“Darlin what are you doing here you should be hooded up somewhere with the baby

“This needs to stop, Miles, this is wrong. You know that

“Darlin, I don't have the time to argue with you right now. I have to make sure this deserter piece off trash gets what’s coming to him

“Miles please, he just ignores me turning back to jake fully

“Jake i don't know how you and those scientists took here away from me but ill make sure you regret it

“Miles, listen to me please Jake has nothing to do with this. This is me please, I say trying to stumble further in front of jake. Him trying to reach out to me being shot back by the amp suit taking a giant step.

“Miles don't do this, let's just walk away please. We have little miles we have each other, everyone else that is left from our squad we can all stand down and go be real people, we can all be at peace with the Navi and have our own family. We don't need to fight.

“Darlin i know you aren’t telling me to turn my back on humanity

“No im telling you to choose your family and the people that matter over orders fro people who give two fucks if you lived or died today. Im begging you miles

I see his eyes cloud over with indecision. But I also saw Neytiri. I hadn’t noticed her before, preoccupied with my own wound and trying to save my family.

“Darlin you're right I.” “Neytiri NO.”

But everything is too late. Her arrows pierce through the air just as her battle cry does. All finding their target in my fiancés chest, as he and his suit go crashing into the pandorian forest floor

“NO!!!!!” I scream fumbling over to Miles exo suit.

“NO NO NO no come on miles please please please.”

He is still awake choking on the blood now filling his lungs. His eyes come over to me and he tries to lift his hand to cradle my face

“Miles please no”

“I'm sorry darlin”

“No don't be sorry I'm sorry please don't leave me. I love you so much. Please”

‘Darlin i love you tell miles I love him to”

“No you have to live to tell him yourself please.”

All i can do is clutch his hand against my face praying to whoever i can to save him. But it does nothing as the light leaves his eyes

“y/n”. I hear jake say behind me Gently coming up to me

“y/n”?

“No, leave us alone.”

“y/n come on it's not safe out here”

“It’s too late Jake please.”

Jake doesn’t listen to me and comes up kneeling next to me. Placing his giant blue hand on my shoulder I finally turned into him, letting him envelope me in the hug I oh so needed. Momentarily forgetting I was bleeding out and my love just died in my arms

“y/n I'm so sorry” he says but as he comes up to pull me away and look at me does he notice the blood now staining his hand “Shit y/n are you hit?.” he starts looking over me seeing the gaping wound in my stomach. He gently sits me to lie back on the ground trying to find something around us he can stop the bleeding with.

“Yeah one of those bitchs shot me.”

“It’s ok y/n will get you cleaned up ok Neytiri.” He yells but I just put my hand on his face to bring his attention back to me.

“Jake, I need you to do something for me ok.

“What y/n no you’ll be fine.”

Jake please i'm a soldier i know when a wound is bad. Neytiri please just stop. Neytiri now joins her mate next to me. She looks over me with a sad look in her eyes her ears pinned down almost guiltily but I didn’t blame her

I'm sorry, tiri i'm sorry for everything that has happened to you because of humans but I must ask you. Ask you both a few more favors.

I want you to take care of miles. He's just a baby. He's not his father, he's not me, he's the perfect mix of both. He will be a wonderful human, I know it in my heart. Please don't let him suffer. Please

“We will y/n i swear.” neytiri says next to me, taking my other hand in hers, placing it against her cheek.

I have something else to ask jake. Please give these to miles too.” I hand Jake my dog tags with my ring on them as well as quartichs tags with his.

Please tell him his father wasn’t a monster. He was just lost, and I failed to lead him out. Please

“We will y/n I promise”,

“Tell him I'm sorry I couldn't stay with him but I know he will be better off on Pandora instead of earth.”

They both just nod to me, tears filling their eyes. My body has long since gone cold and I know my time is near.

“My final request for you is to bury us both somewhere nice.

What? Jake asks solumely

“Yeah somewhere beautiful, somewhere in the sun together, maybe then we will be together in the next life.” They both promise me and watch as the rain begins to drop slowly the light finally leaves me and they both just look down in shame and saddens neytiri hugging my small body to her saying prayers to eywa for mine and miles soul. How could she refuse her friend's wishes? She may have not agreed with who her friend's love was but love was sacred. Her and jake would follow the women’s wishes

After the fighting was over Jake, Neytiri and the other avatars and people that had known followed my wishes. Neytiri draped me in a beautiful fabric covered with flowers. Miles was given the same treatment given a warriors garb. Both of us positioned next to each other for the rest of eternity. The omaticaya tell stories of the butcher of the hometree and how he wasn’t evil, just misguided and how it takes those around you to help each other find the right way. The story is really becoming an essential teaching lesson for all children. Miles or spider as he likes to go by now grows alongside the other sully children. Jake and Neytiri really stepped up to be parents to him along with the others who were allowed to stay alongside the Navi after the humans' mass exit. He was definitely wild but very much loved. He knew who his birth parents were and he learned how much they had loved him. Every year he and the others all go out to the grave site to pay their respects.

Everything is perfect for 16 years until one night more stars than usual fill the pandorian night sky.

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Showing emotions | Natasha Romanoff

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Prompt: “You know it’s okay to show emotion, right?”

Warning: Hurt comfort and metion of a childhood lived without a mother/being taken away from a parent.

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Natasha had always been a private person when it came to her emotions. It took a long time for her to share her feelings for you before you started dating and many more months to get used to sharing her emotions in any way. She had come a long way since you first started dating, but due to her past there were some emotions she’d rather keep to herself.

You would always be there for her no matter what and you hoped that Natasha knew that. That is why you like to remind her at random times during the week. You’d tell her things like, “I’m always here for you.” Or “Anything for you, my love.” When she asks you for something.

So, when you came home and saw Natasha sitting at the kitchen table wiping the tears off her face, you rushed to her side. “Hey, what’s wrong, love?” She shakes her head, “No, it’s nothing. I’m fine.” You notice she’s looking down and not meeting your eyes. You move your hand towards her cheek and move her head gently to make her look at you, “You know it’s okay to show emotion, right?”

You slowly stroke her cheek with your thumb. By the look in your eyes and the way you’re holding on to her face, Natasha knows that she and her emotions are safe with you. She leans into your touch, and you put your other arm around her to hold her close. Her head now leaning on your chest while you rub soothing circles on her back with one hand and your other hand is going through her hair. Something you knew Nat loved.

You were glad Natasha was getting her emotions out and would sit there with her soothing her for how ever long she needed you too, because bottling up feelings wasn’t good for anyone’s mental health. Natasha spends some more time in you arms before she decided to share the thoughts that were going on in her mind.

“What if I don’t know how to be a good mother for our future kids? I didn’t grow up with a mother and I don’t even remember her because I was so young when they took me away. For three years growing up I had Melina, the closest thing to a mother I have ever had. But then she got taken away from me too. I barely have any experience on the subject from my own childhood, I’m scared that I won’t be good enough.” Natasha says with a sad look on her face.

“Darling, remember how excited you were when you told me for the first time you’d like to have kids with me in the future and how you were telling me what way you imagined our future to be like? We said we will figure out all the things together, because it’s you and me against the world. We will always go through everything with the other by our side, you will never have to be alone. And with that being said I would also like to mention that we can take all of that as slow as you need to go and only when you’re ready for it.” You reassure her. “As for the experience part, my love, though I know that like you said for most of your childhood you didn’t have a mother figure in your life, but I think you have created your own experience from the way you care for the team. Remember when Wands first joined the team, and you were there for her every step of the way? Or when Peter got sick that one time while Aunt May was out of town? And not to forget your bond with your sister. An older sister bond is often very parent like, and you’re so protective over her and you always want to make sure she knows she will always have you to be there for her. You are a natural at taking care of people and all those different experiences have given and will continue to give you all aspects that are going to make you an incredible mom and I will be very lucky to co-parent with you.”

Natasha felt much more confident, she hadn’t realized that all of those experiences we’re based on a motherly aspect of her personality. Ultimately she was glad that she shared her emotions with you, because now she felt a lot better and more reassured about the future.

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Prompt idea: Danny and Jazz are related to Barbara Gordon.

Maddie Fenton is Jim Gordon's wife's cousin, which makes her kids Barbara's second cousins. Jim doesn't want to alienate Babs from her maternal relatives so they paid a visit on Jim's day off... Or at least Jim wished it was a day off, Jim took one look at the safety hazard and child endangerment of a home and decided then and there his taking these kids home with him, batman be damned. (And he still hasn't heard about the holiday depression, hate crime and blantant war cry yet). There are day's where Jim wonder's if it was the right call to bring this kids to Gotham, the kids sure think it is!

hmm, so to start I'd say that similar with Vlad, Maddie and Jack kinda just ghosted their families. not intentionally but once they became a couple, brain cells kinda faded and they're either off inventing or being totally in love. you have to be the one to put an effort in to stay in their lives and not everyone has the time or energy for that. add that they're ghost obsessed and obnoxious, and were already skating the line of legal before they got together and the Fenton's aren't talked to much. actually that could explain why they so easily believed Dani was a cousin. they have extended family they just don't pay enough attention to it to know what going on in it. the only reason Aunt Alicia had Maddie present for her divorce was that Alicia called her. they tend to forget you exist until you remind them. likewise with Vlad contacting them. they probably just lost track of time until he reminded them ‘hey we used to be friends >:)’ and then it was like no time had passed to them even though it's literally been years.

Jim's wife didn't make an effort to stay in contact with the Fenton’s. that part of the family wasn't even aware that the Fenton had children. after Barbara Sr. walked out on them (on Christmas too) Jim made an effort to track her down and keep the family together. his effort lead to him contacting the Fenton's and eventually trying to have a relationship with Barbara Sr. extended family. the kids deserved to have a family after all and he didn't think he was being a sufficient enough father with how much he had to work. so he agrees to bring the kids and visit, and see the portal that Jack raved about for twenty minutes. note, at no point in this phone call did Jim learn that Maddie and Jack had kids. so the family arrives and that's a surprise. the first of many bad surprised. because, speaking as someone who's seen his fair share of them, the Fenton house is like a mad scientist's lair. the weapons, the glowing liquids, the invasion of Fenton tech in every room, the ops center, and worst of all the actual lab that has a whole as portal to another dimension in it. equally concerning is that when he offered cook he found almost no uncontaminated food in the cupboard and was attacked by possessed ham when he opened the fridge.

when he finally meets the kids, Jazz and Danny, he starts asking some definitely pointed 'is this child abuse' questions, ones he asks kids he meets at work. Danny isn't trusting enough to answer beyond what amounts to 'I love my parents, get out of my house'. but Jazz has 'a finally I've been validated' moment and brings out the psych file on all her parents bad behavior, somewhat naively not realizing this will effect her parents custody over them. she kinda thinks everything will be solved if her parents enter therapy and counselling and calm down on the ghost stuff. it didn't occur to her she was describing criminal behavior to a cop. yeah. Jim Gordan has encountered too many super villains to let these kids stay here.

and sadly for the kids the law is really on his side. it seems almost like the Amity Police were waiting for a charge to properly stick on the Fenton's and once they could throw the book at them, they throw it hard. it becomes a whole thing. Jazz is smacked with guilt and regret. Danny is pissed at everyone; Jazz, Gordan, his parents, the cops. Phantom might actually be spotted trying to destroy evidence and get the Fenton's off but there's too much evidence and too much bias, and the closest to freedom the Fenton parents are going to get is a trip to Arkham. especially because every attempt they make to prove their innocence reveals more illegal stuff they were obliviously doing. it's a losing battle and a mess for everyone involved.

eventually the portal is properly shut down, their research was seized by the government, and Vlad comes around to gloat like an asshole even as he doesn't successfully get custody of the kids. because if Danny's parents are going to jail danny's going to make damn sure Vlad goes with them. which you know further complications. Danny doesn't directly reveal Vlad's secret, he just reveals the crimes, with Tucker's tech help and leads them towards the fact that Vlad's a meta and has a lab and a whole other portal in his basement. getting charges to stick to Vlad is a whole lot harder, and this time Danny is just flying around in the background, helping the police and making sure Vlad can't superpower his way out of the situation. the police end up concluding Vlad's powers are from ecto-contamination so anti-ecto weapons and shields work on him and are used to keep him contained. they don't know he's a halfa at least and he's not interested in revealing himself or Danny because that reveal would take him out of prison and onto a lab table. right now it's important that the government believe. he ends up in Arkham with the Fenton's wearing one of those belts that shorts out his powers and usually in a cell with a ghost shield. the guards have anti ghost tech added to their uniform. Jack spends a lot of time annoying him while there.

i know you said the kids are happy but i don't think they are. Jazz is wracked with guilt because she helped get her parents arrested and broke up their already broken family. Danny, as mentioned, is literally pissed at everyone. he was taken from his home and his job, he just lost his parents, his best friends are now a city away, he doesn't even have ghost to take out his aggression on. the government having his parent research is also going to be a major issue later, especially now that they know ecto-contamination can give people ghost powers. a lot of that is going on out of sight rn though. will a portal eventually be opened in Gotham? probably. will it effect the lazarus pit? absolutely. is both of these things going to be a problem for everyone? haha, yeah.

meanwhile you have Barbara dealing with the abandonment of her mother, and her father's abrupt adoption of two more kids. like she gets why they couldn't stay with their parents, she also saw that house. but adding two traumatized children to the mix isn't going to help keep their family together. especially when Jim is still working long hours and they're all just left alone in the house together. and James Jr. has sociopathic tendencies and was low key the reason his mom walked out. i think it's entirely safe to say they he doesn't want these two strangers in his house. Jim is still grieving about his wife leaving too and he is not in a good place to be taking care of kids. he's trying but he's not around enough and basically throwing himself into his work hoping things will be better when he gets home. he's trying to do right by them but he's also now a single parent supporting four kids. Jazz and barb do what they can to help by getting part time jobs but both want to go to college and leaving Danny and James alone in a house together doesn't bode well.

i definitely see Danny and James fighting hard and a lot. James basically just on principle and because they’re ages are close enough that he can get away with messing with Danny. Danny because he clocked James as a fruitloop from the beginning and doesn’t like being harassed. unfortunately James is manipulative enough that Danny ends up taking the blame for their fights and broken things a lot of the time. Danny receives the label troubled kid and it’s a whole thing, especially with his history of Problematic Behaviour at Casper. Jim tries to get Danny into counseling but the psych programs in Gotham are... yeah. it’s not super helpful.

i’m having a bit of trouble with the timeline because i don’t know when Barbara’s mother left or how old barb was. but canonically at least in the new fifty-two which is the timeline we’re using, Barb is the same age as Bruce. i’m kinda clocking her at 17 or 18 at the time they adopt Danny and jazz, making her and Jazz around the same age. they’re also adopted when Danny is around 15-16. i’m going to say James is a few years younger than Danny. Bruce adopts a 10 year old Dick Grayson when he’s 25, meaning Danny would be around 22-23 when batman gets his first robin. the age that Bruce became batman is a mixed number, most saying he was 26 in the new 52 beaning Dick was adopted before Bruce became batman? but the impression i got from most of the comics was he adopted robin after... unsure about that. we’ll say it happened the same year. Bruce was barely a year into superhero when he finds and adopts a child.

my point is, all the Robins are baby children to Danny. they’re tiny. they shouldn’t be doing hero work. even Dani looks around twenty now. infants. is it hypocritical of him to be treating these heroes as children when he himself was a child when he started fighting? yes and no. he is being that bitch about how young they are, but he doesn’t want these kids to have the kind of childhood he had. he doesn’t know how he survived being a fourteen year old super hero. technically he didn’t.

anyway i’m going to say Danny gets one quiet year where he gets to settle in with the Gordan's, read; hate everything and fight with James. then the government open a portal under Gotham (it’s the nearest major city to Amity and also pretty fucking haunted). so boom Danny is back to the hero biz, slightly rusty and in a new town with new rules. sneaking should be harder in Gotham, but Jim isn’t home enough to notice. Jazz and Barb are doing their best at college and worrying about the boys. Jazz despite her Ivy League dreams ended up sticking closer to Gotham just to look after her brother and to not fuck their budget all to hell. she dreams of maybe going to Harvard as a graduate student but that feels a long way off. the problem with sneaking out successfully is that James is a snitch and Danny has to make a deal with the devil so stop James from selling him out. James doesn’t realize Danny is Phantom but has noticed Danny’s scary eyes and basically concluded he has similar ecto-contamination to Vlad. he also recons Danny doesn’t want that secret out to anyone. note. this is very much a relationship where if Danny wasn’t a hero he could absolutely wreck James. like the only reason James gets away with so much bs is that Danny doesn’t use his powers on humans.

it should also be noted that a 16/17 year old Danny fighting ghosts means that Danny took to heroing in Gotham long before Bruce is. meaning Bruce has another role model. Danny's 'don’t use his powers on humans' rule, means that Danny isn’t doing as much to stop crime as the city needs. he’ll sometimes pop in and scare villains away from doing crimes. show up and spook would be muggers or rapist out of allies. occasionally possess and turn over bank robbers to the police. he’d prevent murders if he sees them. but he’s not really in control of the root causes and he’s rarely in the right warehouses, at the right time to see what’s going down or solve any major mysteries. he leaves the real crime investigation to the unfortunately corrupt police. he’s kinda too wrapped up in his own life to be super aware of the injustice around him. if he sees the problem he interferes but mostly it’s ghost fighting and high school for him

 and boy howdy is he wrapped up in ghost stuff. the government wouldn’t just have a ghost portal. they’d have ecto-contaminated people they’ve been experimenting on. some very sick, some developing ghostly powers, sorta like the spectra hospital episode. so Danny would have to deal with those types of characters. there’d be issues with the lazarus pit and league of assassins and he’d probably have to uncover a bunch of stuff about that and possibly get temporarily recruited. new portal probably means new part of the zone, so Danny would be getting new rouges on top of the old ones who swing by for old times sake. the Fenton’s and Vlad have been getting to know the people in Arkham and are probably going to break out at some point. the Fenton’s purely because they want to see their kids/ hear there’s ghosts in Gotham. Vlad to get revenge. also the Fenton’s are going to be fully labeled as villains at this point despite their relative naive innocence. they’re not actively trying to hurt anyone but if they supply Mr. Freeze with ectoplasm to help his wife and if they supply ghost weapons and some regular weapons to their other friends and end up doing wild research with the other scientist in Arkham well they’re just stacking charges. i do want a plot where Mr. Freeze’s wife successfully returns from the dead but as a mostly ghost and a lot of her personality has been lost to obsession. she’s his wife but not the woman he fell in love with. a whole oof situation that’s gonna fuck Mr. Freeze up and probably make him the Fenton parents enemy because they ruined her body. he can’t even have a second chance at this,.Danny’s down to help the new ice halfa (3 quarters? 75 cents? Danny would work on a quippy name later) and he’s sympathetic to mr. freeze and pretty much immune to the whole ice attack thing. so they kinda end up friends who fight when the Fenton’s are involved. Danny is trying to get Mr. Freeze to Jazz for therapy.

will this be a jazz is an Arkham therapist route? maybe? will this be an Arkham guard Danny route? sure if Jazz is there. he’d remain a full time ghost hero on top of that though. and when Bruce finally gets around to being batman and solving crimes, Danny’s would have been the established hero in Gotham for at least seven years. he’s far from a perfect hero by anyone’s definition. he fucks up a lot. but he’s the hero that’s there and enough people have stories of being saved by phantom that his reputation isn’t terrible.it’s not what i would call good, but it’s not terrible. Danny and Bruce are going to overlap a lot and i’m torn on Bruce’s stance on the hero because on the one hand, Danny is a hero. he’s doing more than pretty much anyone else is to save and protect the citizens of Gotham. but he’s not doing enough. he’s not attacking the problem or corruption. he’s not scaring villains straight. he’s too busy fighting ghosts. the ghosts definitely need to be fought, Bruce appreciates it, but sighting ghosts wouldn’t save his parents. you know what, Bruce likes him. he still became a hero because the ‘not enough’ stuff but he’s genuinely glad to have phantom protecting Gotham and he looks up to Danny despite Danny being younger than him. Danny is more tenured. this will definitely be a Danny’s in the justice league story, he gets to be a founding member. they end up working together a lot, two sides of the crime fighting coin.

it also doesn’t take terribly long for Bruce to figure out that phantom is Gordan’s troubled son. he ends up seeing a lot of himself in Danny the person and tries to adopt him despite Danny already legally being an adult and still considering the Fenton’s his parents. after that they just kinda end up as friends. adult friends who just happen to be superheroes on top of everything. now i’m imagining Danny running in the gala circles and it’s funny to me. you know Sam and tuckers careers are going to take off and they’re going to manage to join those circles, ironically only showing up to parties if Danny is there. people tend to sneer at Danny because he’s just the son of a cop, and has a record on top of that. but Danny, Bruce, Sam, and tucker are chaotic together.i also see Alfred as being so proud that Bruce made an honest to got friend that in his mind Danny can do no wrong. Alfred will spoil Danny whenever Danny comes over and Danny’s living standards were already so low that he’d be amazed at anything Alfred offered. Alfred becomes determined to fatten Danny up.not that Gordan doesn’t feed his kids. but single dad cop budget is very different from billionaire budget. i didn’t know i needed Bruce to have an adult friend/ sorta mentor until this. i mean he has the other supers, but this feels a little more equal because Danny is already established and vetted before Bruce becomes a hero. just the fact that they live near each other makes is easier for Bruce to have consistent friendship with Danny.

now lets add big sister barb, except she and Danny don’t know each others secret identities. she gets the impression that phantom is familiar but initially writes it off as her hearing about phantom from jazz and Danny because that’s where the ghost was originally from. note: people assumed phantom followed the portal to Gotham. no one connects it to Danny, especially because the first year Danny is in town he doesn’t really advertise his superhero persona as being around. he still goes on late night flies, but even if someone spotted him they’d write it off as imagining things. but so it takes time for them to find out that they know each other as civilians and it becomes a whole thing. i could imagine both of them going to jazz for help and jazz looking at them, knowing full well who they are, and not realizing that they don’t know who the other is. and it’s a whole comedy of errors. barbs thinks phantom knows jazz because they were from the same town, Danny thinks Batwoman knows jazz because they’re both collage age and jazz is a genius. somehow they come out of this interaction still not knowing each others identity. Bruce also becoming friends with Babs and inviting her to galas, and Babs and Danny attending together as siblings unaware that both their connections to Bruce came from being superheroes and not from the fact that they’re Jim Gordan’s kids. sibling teasing ensues alongside some healthy suspicion and “Danny, please don’t embarrass me” “i’m going to do nothing but embarrass you because you said that.” i’m here for the chaos. i’m here to put off their secret identities being revealed for as long as possible just so when the reveal happens it’s as dramatic as possible.

is it going to be when Babs gets paralyzed? i think it’s going to be when Babs gets paralyzed. Danny will also go feral on the joker for hurting his sister. and it’s a whole different ball game then the joker is used to because Danny has powers. everyone got to used to Danny holding back. the joker isn’t prepared. so jokers hatred of Danny is going to become a thing for a while. joker teaming up with the Fenton’s because they still hate phantom could also be a thing. oof. nothing is easy ever. at some point James is also going to return to the plot knowing more about Danny’s secret than he should, possibly accompanied by Vlad. just a lot of potential drama and chaos to be had.

uncle Danny, being a thing with the Robins would also be cute, since he’s significantly older than all of them. i can see him solemnly giving each kid the “don’t be a teenage superhero speech” and all of them ignoring it and becoming heroes anyway only to years later realize, yeah Danny was right we shouldn’t have been teenage superheroes. Jason ends up fully adopted by Danny after he returns from the dead. like similar powers and this guy had my best interest in mind back before i knew what my best interest were. Danny probably being able to help cure the pit rage either through ghost zone stuff or contacting his villain parents. sounds like a plan. Danny being very anti murder but totally down with Jason just leaving his family after everything? a mood. Danny being a go between Jason and Bruce but not selling Jason’s location out. there’s some drama there. Danny and Jason vibing over trying to murder the joker. hell yeah. Dick trying to be the oldest sibling and use older sibling rights but being over ruled by cool uncle Danny. Steph and Danny bonding over villain parents. Dani visiting and being a cool older sister. Jim unaware that most his family are superheroes. Damian meeting and falling in love with Cujo and tolerating Danny because of this. Tim having an alarmingly large stalker file on Danny and just being a Phantom fanboy in general. the puns.

this got away from me - Hestia

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34 - Who Makes Him Human

Part 35

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @dragonixfrye @secretdreamlandmentality

Sitting on the couch in the living room I ran my fingers against my forehead feeling a headache coming on. It had been a full twenty four hours and neither of us had any drops of blood. “At least when we were babysitting Damon we were giving him blood every few hours. Yet here we are slowly being drained.”

“I’m sorry for this happening to you, Raelyn. I should have told you and Jacob to stay at the house.” He said leaning against the side of the couch watching me with a defeated look.

Turning my head in his direction I reached for his hand intertwining my smaller one with his. “It’s not your fault, Nik. You didn’t know it was a trap. Now let’s talk about something else to distract me from the miracle triplets kicking my organs!”

“Are you okay? I can give you my blood.” He moved around bending on a knee in front of me. His blue eyes fixated on mine.

Squeezing his hand that was holding mine I shook my head sending him a smile. Every time it was just us together alone he was always more sensitive around me. Showing me the caring side that was one of the reasons I loved him. “Stop worrying babe. Just talk to me. Oh how about baby names. I mean we’re not gonna just name them with the drop of a hat are we?””

“My suggestion would be to not name any of them Esther or Mikael and you know why.” He pointed out with a raised brow. “Maybe a mini Raelyn wouldn’t be bad.”

Tapping my other hand on my knee thinking up a name. “I do like the names Jenny, Ewan, Ally or maybe Joseph?”

“I don’t care. Honestly I just want you to get everything you deserve. So name our children whatever you want. I’ll love them regardless.” Nik declared grabbing my other hand in his smiling unit it dropped quickly.

Biting my lip I clicked my tongue hearing someone enter the Gilbert house from behind us. “Hello Tyler. I didn’t take you as someone to be a lurking hybrid. But then again you didn’t stick around to watch your fellow hybrids try and kill me now did you?”

“You are making my mother suffer in pain and he helped you cause it all.” He growled in my direction standing in front of the kitchen counter on the side we couldn’t reach.

Crossing my arms over my chest I flipped my hair over my shoulders. “You kidnapped me and made your hybrid friends actually kill me.”

Footsteps came up to the front door opening it and revealing Caroline and my twin brother entering inside. She shut the door behind her where my brother came towards me stopping at the edge of the barrier. “Rae, I didn’t find a way to break the spell but I thought this would help you out.”

“Oh thank you, J.” He tossed me a bag of his blood across the line and into my hands.

Caroline noticed her boyfriend watching us. “Come home. Don't stoop to his level.”

Tyler growled shifting his gaze from Klaus’s and then onto mine. “He destroyed my life. I plan on being present for every second of his misery until I can kill him myself.”

“Fine. You can gloat and multitask. This place is a disaster. Starting with a horrific burnt corpse.” They cover Kol's corpse.

Klaus points out at us seeing that we were both on our knees wishing we could break the dang barrier spell. “Raelyn’s brother is helping her. Why not call Bonnie and get her to let me out of here.”

Caroline crossed her arms over her chest. “I will never, ever, help you.”

“How quickly you forget the part where I saved Tyler from the misery of being a werewolf. Or the night your mother invited me into her home to save the life of her precious daughter.” My boyfriend taunted her.

“How delusional are you? Lets not forget that we're standing in a house where Elena's Aunt Jenna used to live. Or did you think that your charm would make us forget how you killed her, too? You know what? No. I am not going to engage in this. You are not even worth the calories I burn talking to you.” She's close enough so he stakes her and takes her. He bites her, drinking her blood and releases her. She falls on the ground beside my feet.

Tyler cried out. “No!”

Klaus relaxed his shoulders eyeing his hybrid. “Now, that was definitely worth the calories.”

“Caroline, oh my god.” I scrambled over to her ditching the bag seeing the bite on her neck but I couldn’t do anything before Tyler came over and vamped her onto the other side of the barrier.

“Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God…” Caroline was all in a panic on the couch away from us.

Tyler grabbed her shoulders to calm her down. “Hey, hey. Look at me. Look at me.”

“I can try to fix this.” Jacob offered rushing over to the blonde.

Caroline pointed back at us where I lifted my head up to my boyfriend not believing that he just hurt her. “How? The only thing that can heal me is his blood. Oh my god…”

“I know. I'll fix it.” He looks at Klaus. “She'll die if you don't heal her.”

Klaus bites into his wrist glancing down at me briefly. “Okay. Beg me to save her life.”

Tyler said. “Is this what you want? To remind me that I'm powerless against you? Fine. You win. I'm nothing. Now, save her. Please.”

Klaus tilted his head to the side. “I'm sorry, mate. I didn't quite catch that.”

Tyler dropped his shoulders sighing. “Please. Please. Please save her life.”

“See, now I think you're just telling me what I want to hear. I mean, you did call me pathetic earlier. And wouldn't it be more pathetic of me to help now, knowing that hours ago, you announced your plan to kill me in a manner in which you're still debating because you want it to have a certain amount of flair?” Klaus raised his tone at the teenager finding that he wouldn’t be satisfied because he would never find the way to kill him that he enjoyed.

“Get me out of here.” She hugged her knees to her chest before they left, leaving Jacob with us.

My twin brother came back over to the barrier pressing his hand against it for a longer period yet again he drew it back seeing that it still burned and there was no difference. “I don’t understand how she did it. Almost everything supernatural can be siphoned. She tied it down to something pretty powerful. I just don’t know what.”

“It’s okay, J. Once they find the cure. We will be out of this town in no time.” I responded by picking up the blood bag slowly drinking in front of him where he made a face for a minute so I paused. “Hey didn’t you say you wanted to see New Orleans one day. Now you can and that happens to be Klaus’s favorite place.”

He smiled, eyeing the hybrid before I put my blood bag down walking over to the father of my babies. “That would be so cool, Rae.”

“Raelyn, I’m sorry but he needed to be taught a lesson.” I cut him off.

“So you decided to not consider my feelings about it. Look believe it or not now that I have my humanity back on I do feel sorry about hurting his mother. Yet I still want to hurt him for what he did to me. But I never would have injured Caroline!" I raised my voice at him crossing my arms over my chest making a discomfort look towards him. "I'll be over here with my brother when you want to apologize."

Jacob and I sat in silence until Tyler brought Caroline back, giving him the control on whether to save her life or not. Sitting on the couch I turned to my brother, placing my chin on my arms on the back of the couch. "J, go have fun. I'll be stuck here for some more days. So go out to the bar and have some fun."

"I want to help you get out of here. Both of you." My brother declared getting to his feet since he was leaning against the kitchen island. "I just have to crack the spell somehow."

Stepping towards the edge of the barrier I pressed my hand up and he did the same, meeting my gaze. "And I want you to live your life. You have a second chance at life now because of our mother. You need to take it."

"Alright…but I'll be back tomorrow." He muttered leaving the house where my gaze shifted down to Caroline laying on the floor with her looking weakly at me.

"If you don't feed me your blood, I'll die."

Klaus was sitting against the wall of the window. "Then you'll die, and Tyler will have learned his lesson the hard way."

"How could you do this to him? To his mom? To me?" She asked, shuttering weakly.

Klaus crossed his arms over his chest tugging his black jacket around himself tightly. “I'm a thousand years old. Call it boredom.”

Caroline said back. “I don't believe you….Rae I don’t understand why you would hurt him like this either.”

“I’m slightly sorry for what I did to his mother. In case you forget though I could have very well killed her when I didn’t have my humanity on. But don’t ignore the fact that he is the reason I had to turn.” I told her sternly, needing her to understand that it wasn’t for no reason and that Klaus didn’t force me into doing anything.

He told her in a grumble. “Fine. Then maybe it's because I'm pure evil, and I can't help myself.”

“No. It's because you were hurt. Which means that there is a part of you that is human.” She sat up a little where I placed her head in my lap sitting on the floor by her. I felt bad that she was suffering because Tyler and Klaus were bickering for something I did.

Klaus turned his head at us watching very closely seeing how my face turned to concern, pushing her hair from her face gently. “How could you possibly think that?”

"Because I've seen it. Because...I've caught myself wishing that I could forget all the horrible things that you've done." She sucked in a shaky breath turning her gaze to me. "You aren’t the monster that you want everyone to think you are, especially when it comes to her.”

He asked her simply reaching inside his jacket still holding onto my grandmother’s wedding ring without my knowledge since I didn’t say anything to his proposal since my humanity had flipped back on. “But you can't. Can you?”

Caroline gasped meeting the deep blue orbs he was sending her. “I know that you're in love with Raelyn and anybody capable of love is capable of being saved.”

Klaus: clicked his tongue. “You're hallucinating.”

"I guess I'll never know." Her breathing is even more weakly than before. “Your kids will be so beautiful, Rae…”

“Caroline! No, Care. Stay with me…please. Fight Care!” I began trying to do CPR on her chest, releasing some tears hitting her chest. Throwing my hair over my shoulders I could see her eyes fall closed until someone grabbed my shoulder tugging me backwards. “Nik?”

He didn’t say anything until after he had bitten into his wrist placing it underneath her mouth. She gasped wrapping her hands around his wrist slowly drinking his blood until she had gotten enough. The werewolf bite he had given her began to heal shortly after that. Only then did he turn his head to me resting a hand to my cheek. “Raelyn, I’m sorry for hurting her-“

“Don’t talk to me until you want to apologize.” I hit his hand away gently getting to my feet walking away to the other side of the room where he watched me dropping his gaze to the floor in regret.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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CATS U.S. Tour 6 (02/04/23)

My thoughts on the show I saw yesterday! I was supposed to see the show last weekend as well, but I was unable to go, so I can't really talk about that one here.

Before I get into the meat of the post, I just want to talk about...guest ettiquette? These were the best seats I've ever gotten for a show at this theatre, but I missed part of the Gumbie Tap and almost the entirety of Sillabub's "Moment's of Happiness" solo because someone had to crawl past me to get to their seat. It's really a good thing I decided not to break the "no recording" rule, or I would've been caught by the usher's who were shining lights down the aisle for all the late people...

Now on to the interesting stuff! I didn't catch as many background moments this time as last, as I mainly focused on each character as they were having their moment (and of course, I couldn't help but be excited about Sillabub).

I saw Hank Santos as Tugger, and his energy was everything I want from a Tugger performance. He seemed the most comfortable with his fellow castmates, and he had little moments with almost all the Queens. He danced with Demeter during his own number (Tuggmeter lovers will enjoy their little moments!), he danced with Bombalurina during his number and they were paired together for the Jellicle Ball. He talked Cassandra's ear off during someone else's number, and he even danced with Victoria at one point! At the opening of his own number, he poked Munkustrap in the stomach and laughed when he doubled over, which is a total bro move. He also swung at Alonzo after the "terrible bore" line. Oh! And during the last bows, Hank and Tayler did a neat little handshake that I'm pretty sure someone caught on camera. Overall, I really love Hank as Tugger. My aunt told him he was her favorite Tugger, and he gave her a little paw bump. I could say more about his performance and I probably will, but seeing it yourself will be better than anything I can describe here.

Nora was Demeter, and I was very torn on how I felt about their performance. I like to be open-minded and not compare every performer to the last, but that's easier said than done. Their energy and vibe were perfect, but they have a very unique voice that takes just a little getting used to. I loved their moments with Hank as Tugger. Nora and Erica were super close and had the perfect Bomba/Deme thing going, and I absolutely loved them together. Nora was an awesome Demeter.

Erica was Bombalurina, and she might just be a favorite of mine. She also has a very unique voice, but it's very Bomba. She definitely has the right vibe going, and I absolutely adore how closely she stuck to Nora. Her performance very much reminded me of Rosemarie Ford's, and I think that's why I liked it so much.

I can say without a doubt that Sam Bello is the best Sillabub I have seen live. Her voice was angelic, clear, pure, and literally everything I could possibly want from a Sillabub performance. Every time she sang I would almost cry her voice was so beautiful. She's definitely up there with Helen Massey as a favorite Sillabub voice for me. She was such a little kitten, and I very much got the idea that she's the one troublemaker who pesters the older kittens and sometimes gets into little spats with them. Skimbleshanks was very protective over her when Grizabella came onstage, and she was usually found hanging out with (or pestering) Pouncival and Victoria. During Skimbleshank's number, rather than appearing that they're just horsing around, it feels more like Silla and Vicci got into a little tiff and Skimble had to break them up. Oh, and please, for the love of all things Jellicle, if you go to a show and have the chance to see Sam as Silla, please get audio for your friend Indy. I would appreciate it.

I saw Taryn as Rumpleteazer! She is the most adorable 'Teazer, and super nice if you get to meet her. She actually stopped to take a photo with us on a very busy two-show day, and I'll never forget how friendly she was.

I got to see Ibn play Misto. He was probably the cutest Misto I've ever seen, and he and Hank switch off when it comes to wanting to be the center of attention at all times. Their Tugger and Misto are absolutely obsessed with each other (like every Tugger/Misto should be), and Tuggoffelees shippers are really gonna enjoy that. Ibn was also super friendly and took a photo with us, was the most chill guy.

I can say without any reservation that this cast was just as good as the last, and I was so happy to see those who returned. Tayler absolutley slays Memory every single time, and when I met her the first thing out of my mouth was, "You were amazing!" She was so sweet and came straight to me to talk, telling me she liked my cosplay. She asked my name and I told her, but she accidently slipped and said, "Hi Tayler, my name is--" before realizing she got it backwards. She was absolutely lovely. Overall, everyone had a great performance and if you get the chance to see them you should absolutely take it!!!

I also got some signatures on my second playbill. Hank's smudged, and I forgot to ask for Tayler's, but I also got Kade's and he was super sweet (and also an amazing Munkstrap!!!). I also saw Brian (Mungojerrie), who asked me if I was cosplaying as Jemima or Sillabub (he grew up on Cats, too!) and that made my day.

I could go on about other characters/cast and how great they were and how hard they work, but you really should go see the show instead of letting me spoil it for you. I will share some photos here, though:

So yeah, U.S. Tour 6, 2023 was a 11/10 experience. I loved it and I can't wait to get back to the Junkyard!!!

#cats musical #cats the musical #cats us tour 6 #cats us tour 6 2023 #rum tum tugger #hank santos #demeter cats #nora degreen #bombalurina #erica lee cianciulli #sillabub cats #jemima cats #sam bello #rumpleteazer #taryn smithson #mr. mistoffelees #ibn snell #grizabella #tayler harris #munkustrap #kade wright #mungojerrie #brian craig nelson #cassandra cats #lexy bittner #victoria cats #yuka notsuka #pouncival cats #dominic fortunato #alonzo cats

[beezonia]

Lullaby of Freedom

A miracle circus au fic

Not really any warnings apart from one mention of drugs and alcohol.

Marinette had always loved trapeze artists, the way they flew gracefully only to land with a firm grip. The tricks they managed to cram into their performances, each one as dangerous as the last.

They inspired her. Each and every time Marinette’s parents took her to the Miracle Circus the performances would inspire her so much she’d never forget them.

The sparkling outfits and the bright smiles, she wanted to be just like them.

Wanted to be just like Tikki, Miracle Circus’s best trapeze artist.

Tikki was always smiling, effortlessly pulling of the hardest of tricks, they knew exactly what they were doing and did it with ease.

You knew they’d been doing something they loved for years, the passion shone as bright as the stars.

Marinette wanted to be exactly like that, showing the world how amazing she could be and how bright she could shine.

Little did she know that dream would become her curse.

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“You’re doing great little bug!”

Marinette stands on the podium, heart pounding, the adrenaline rush was somewhat fun.

She was here, performing for Tikki and the Miracle Circus, a dream come true!

Little bug had become her nickname as most could see her idol had connected with her instantly. Tikki had even said they might have found a successor!

What did bother her though was how she ended up here, one day she was at home, the bakery. The next thing is she's right in front of the big top with no recollection of how she ended up there.

However, her dream was coming true in a matter of seconds, and it was everything Marinette wanted.

Until Plagg bonds with the other newbie, Adrien. Who has a knack for getting them into all sorts of trouble when he drags her out to explore.

Between the clouds of smoke that come from Stompp's tent and the rowdy alcoholic that is Xuppu, they tend to gravitate towards the forest when they have free time.

Wooo! Marinette has a friend!

Marinette had been working extremely hard on her first live performance with Tikki. She'd been practicing the backflips and somersaults to make sure the crowed is impressed.

Whilst Adrien himself learns how to tame the beasts, working with Roarr and Sass who were always by his side in case the blonde lost all control and the animals decided to cause chaos.

It was both exciting and nerve wracking at the same time, but it was her dram come true.

Marinette wouldn't change it for the world.

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Her parents had to be in the crowd, they knew she'd be here if what Mullo had told her was true, they knew she had ended up at the circus and were waiting to see their daughter.

It looked like the same thing was happening for Adrien too, he looked extremely panicked.

"My fathers in the audience, so's my aunt and my cousin. They found me."

Marinette places her hands on his shoulders, she needs to stop him panicking.

"Listen, I don't know why you're being like this all of a sudden. I need the cocky Adrien from rehearsals to come back and show them how amazing you are!"

The blonde's mouth is agape at her words, before turning into a huge grin. He pulls her close, a sign of gratitude.

"Come on then, I think the shows about to begin."

So the two of them walk out of the tent hand in hand, smiles on their faces, ready to face just about anything.

But were they ready to face the dark force that threatened to tear them apart.

#miracle circus au #miraculous ladybug au #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #miraculous au #mlb #mlb au #circus au #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #ml tikki #ml plagg #ml sass #ml roarr

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Talk to Me (A Rooster FanFic)

Fightertown, USA was the last place Ella Sullivan thought she would end up landing.  After a series of events that still didn’t quite make sense to her, there she was.  Standing in front of the Hard Deck, she took a deep breath before squaring her shoulders and opening the door.  The mid afternoon crowd was sparse and the music playing from the jukebox was an 80s classic.

“Oh. My. God. Ella!” a voice said in surprise.  Ella turned towards the kitchen entrance to see her mom’s best friend, Penny Benjamin standing there with a rack of glasses in her hands.  

“Aunt Penny!” Ella said with a smile.  Penny sat the rack on the bar top before swooping in to pull Ella into her arms.  

“Oh my girl, I’m so glad to see you.  I wasn’t expecting you until next week,” Penny said as she hugged her best friend’s daughter tight. 

“I decided to come early.  My apartment is ready, and I figured it would be good to get settled before I start my new job,” Ella explained as she pulled out of the embrace.

“I’m just so glad you’re here.  I think you were in college the last time you visited, right?” Penny asked as she moved behind the bar.

“Yeah, I had just finished by junior year,” Ella said as she gazed out of the wall of windows at the back of the bar.  

“Not that I’m not happy you’re here, but why did you choose to come here?” Penny asked as she straightened liquor bottles behind the bar.

“Well, I know how much mom loved it here when she was younger, and it had been such a long time since I’d seen you and Amelia.  Plus, after losing mom, I just wanted to be somewhere that felt like home,” Ella said quietly.

“Well you are most definitely home here,” Penny said as she laid her hand on top of Ella’s.  

“Thank you, Penny,” Ella said with a smile.  

“Want to help me get ready for the rush that’s about to hit in about 30 minutes?” Penny asked.  Ella nodded before moving behind the bar.

A few hours later, the Hard Deck was full of off duty pilots.  Ella and Penny were slammed behind the bar, but they were enjoying every minute of it.  As Ella handed four beers to a handsome pilot with a megawatt smile, the familiar sound of a piano playing “Great Balls of Fire” reached her ears.  She froze immediately as her eyes found Penny’s.  Penny smiled slightly and lifted a shoulder before turning back to the man at the bar that Ella recognized as Pete “Maverick” Mitchell.  She had met him when she visited back in college, and she’ll never forget the reaction her mom had to finding out Ella had met him.  Her mother had made her promise to never go back to Fightertown and to never speak of Pete Mitchell again.  Ella had been surprised by her mother’s reaction, but she had respected her mother’s wishes for nearly 10 years.  

The sound of the piano and a distinct male voice singing brought Ella back to the present.  She would never forget that voice as long as she lived.  A sharp pang in her heart hit as her eyes searched the bar to find the man she thought she’d never seen again.  When her green eyes locked on him, it was all she could do to remind herself to breathe.  He’d been the only man she’d ever loved and when she’d promised her mom to never return to Fightertown, she knew she’d left her heart with him. 

The ringing of the bell in the bar caused Ella to shift her gaze to see Pete Mitchell being carried out of the bar by the handsome pilot she’d served earlier and a few others.  After they disappeared out the door, Ella’s gaze shifted back to the piano.  After the song ended, the man who owned her heart stood up and walked over towards the bar.  Unable to take her eyes off him, she knew the moment he saw her.  He froze mid step and removed his aviators so he could see her better.

“Ella?” he questioned.  His dark hazel eyes seemed to draw her in even more.  A million memories flooded her brain and brought a sheen of tears to her eyes.

“Hey, Bradley,” she replied.  He seemed to stagger back a bit when she said his name.  Ella felt a touch on her back and broke eye contact with Bradley to look at Penny. 

“Why don’t you two go to my office to talk?” Penny suggested to both of them.  Bradley nodded his agreement before looking back at Ella who nodded in return.  Ella moved out from behind the bar and Bradley fell in line behind her.  

Once they were in Penny’s office, Ella was surprised when she heard the door close seconds before Bradley had her pushed up against the door and his lips were sealed over hers.  Ella lost herself in his kiss as her hands came up to cup the back of his head.  Bradley slowly pulled his lips away from hers and he rested his forehead against hers.

“God, I’ve missed you,” he whispered.  Ella’s eyes filled with tears as she slowly nodded her head.

“I’ve missed you too,” she replied as she lifted her eyes to meet his heated gaze.

“Then why in God’s name did you stay away?  You refused to take my calls and you never returned my emails or texts.  Why, Ella?” 

#top gun maverick #rooster fanfic #rooster bradshaw fic #miles teller fanfiction #miles teller #pete maverick mitchell #bradley bradshaw fanfiction

[funkymbtifiction]

Intuitives and the Scary Wide World

I just graduated around 1 month and I've been at home for all this time. I've been anxious the entire time. Before I graduated, I have this dream and that dream, but right now it feels ever more like up cliff battle. Not just uphill, but up the cliff. There are so many things right now that I have to consider. So many inputs from people in my life that I feel like it's overwhelming. Every step I take to advance is like walking on the minefield. I held off job application for almost a month after I applied for the first place (which, of course, they ghosted me). It was so stressful, I felt like everything could go wrong under the radar - wrong format, forgetting some documents, speaking inappropriately. I did manage to get the first one going, then I ignored it for almost a month, indulging in food and pc.

Yesterday I posted on one subreddit of the country I plan to settle in the future. My aim was to build networks and all. The response was very, very positive they are VERY nice. But they also demonstrate how naïve I am. I am too invested in my vision (and effectively, in my head) that I don't look at the world in front of me. I didn't research as thoroughly as I should and ended asserting my naivety. I made a blunder and it made me feel horrible. Then I was thinking and thinking it again and again. I felt like it's disconnected, I can only see the picture, but isolated from the path leading to it. Kind of like an island isolated from the shore. And then I felt horrible and overwhelmed. I tried forcing myself to come up with the game plan, but it kept being incomplete. Why? Because I lack real world experience thus lack the resources to pull from. But I still tried forcing it until I couldn't and fell into panic.

Thanks to my ESTP aunt though, she told to just focus on the here and now instead. Since I know what I will do in the future, that's alright. No need to plan everything to smallest detail that far off. Just focus on the present and what needs to be done. That pulled me out of that planning rut. What I need to do now is to find a job, so I have work experience, hence a leverage to apply in that country. And there is no guarantee in this world, what we have to do is to not think and just do it. Apply for jobs, apply as many times as you could, within 100 applications, maybe 2 will contact you back. You won't get good salary, it might not worth the effort, but we have to do it, to survive. We need to force ourselves to do it, it is scary, I know. But unless we face it head on, how can what we want in life even happen? If you don't have experience or not having solid, practical knowledge, there is no way your dream can ever come true.

The real world is scary, but we have to face it. So, if you need to know more, research it. Don't fear that it'll prove your dream is impossible. Use that knowledge to find a way around it instead. To go out and live in the real world is scary and unpredictable. But we have to face it. Think about the thing so much more that you dream for the world, use it as a beacon and take a step. Think of all the people you will meet in the future, of all the change you and your people can bring. None of that will happen unless you face that wide, scary world. 

As for me, it's going to be hard, very hard. Maybe 5 years, 10 years, but I won't let my people, whose path will cross with mine, down.

So, fellow intuitives, if you fear to take a step, know that you are not alone. We are in this together and there are many who feel you.

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PS. And do listen and talk with sensors in your life. They are much more skilled at making things happen that we are. Best listen to what they have to say. As for me, without my ISFJ friend, ESFJ mother and ESTP aunt, I doubt I would even take a firm step at all.

#submission #advice #intuitives

[kudzucataclysm]

Hello! I am here to ask about S!E :]

I don't know more than I do know, so here's a recap of the things I do know:

There was an apocalypse thingie and martians are now a thing

Francis is part martian, full of rage and used as a weapon consistently

There's a tiny little guy that's full of love, anger and trauma. Somebody help him please

Francis has Martian relatives/cousins that are assholes

Little guy (you may have caught on to the fact that I keep forgetting his name) is also very abused

Martian age is weird. They age more quickly if needed but sometimes not (?)

The US is even more fucked than it usually is, given the apocalypse and all

I would be absolutely delighted to know more about any of these points! Sorry for forgetting the little guy's name, my memory is just like that. I have adopted him though he's my little guy

HIIII i absolutely love this question!! and dw we are all forgetful here but im afraid you'll have to fight @impaledlotus for custody of the little guy v-v my bad

HERE WE GO

There was an apocalypse thingie and martians are now a thing

There were TWO APOCALYPSES ACTUALLY!! Yes indeed, you heard right; the 1962 nuclear exchange AND the 1962 yellowstone supervolcano eruption that Lupe Altena managed to kiiiind of stop from happening. Then Martians invaded in the 80s and basically went “damn bitch you live like this???” to humanity and colonized earth with the goal of 'wildlife management'. You cant just let your new food source kill itself off through dumb decisions!! Thatd be very…counterproductive lol

but i suppose Gabriel's Arrow was also considered an apocalyptic event of sorts? when theres a global outbreak of superpowers that affected 40% of the population (800,000,000 people YEESH), there was significant societal upheaval for a solid decade or so, with the cold war on top of everything..i think it'd depend on the historian! and trust me the history textbook no the 20th century in SE is 30 pounds and historians are required to undergo annual psychological evaluations :D a LOT happened in a century or so

Francis is part martian, full of rage and used as a weapon consistently

that is correct! she is a chimera, and one that is half human half martian (with really weird abilities that other chimeras don’t have have hm 🤔). and yes she is EXTREMELY angry becuz her entire life has been absolute shit- she isn’t seen as a person but a weapon and a monster instead, so she doesnt really know how to act like a kid! she also has severe PTSD, possible BPD, anger issues, a bit of sociopathy, SELF INFLICTED AMNESIA, and a plethora of other things going on. every adult in her life has failed her, none more so than her aunt/adoptive ‘parent’ FRIDAY…but that shall be explored more in the story unless u want more info on that

There's a tiny little guy that's full of love, anger and trauma. Somebody help him please

thats Desmond!!! the goodest boy :3 and uh yeah 😔 what kind of monster would hurt a child like this 😶‍🌫️

Francis has Martian relatives/cousins that are assholes

millions of em actually!! or at least several tens of thousands…her dad gets around a lol 😅 and maybe in particular you’re talking about Oz, her twin? yeah he’s an asshole. a bastard even >:D

Little guy (you may have caught on to the fact that I keep forgetting his name) is also very abused

He is 😔 emotionally, verbally and mentally by his dad and older brother ever since his oldest sibling Happy left and his mom had a huge accident that has left her in the hospital almost all the time. he is also neglected. tis all very sad but there IS a lowkey fucked up reason as to why his dad treats him as he does. but thats SECREEEET

Martian age is weird. They age more quickly if needed but sometimes not (?)

it depends on their environment and who’s in it! the average modern Martian is completely matured within 3 years- they used to reach maturity by 4-6 months (back in the Martian STONE AGES). however, both Martians and chimera can age slower if raised by a human or in extremely safe, nurturing conditions (Martians can’t age as slow as chimeras can tho).

francis was raised (for most of her life) by a human, so she’s 15 years old physiologically and mentally. her twin oz, raised by martians, is 30 years old physiologically despite them both coming from the same egg :D

The US is even more fucked than it usually is, given the apocalypse and all

yeeeeaaaah the US is disincorporated. disenfranchised. split up. GONE

well mostly. the west coast was annexed by the political-military alliance of south east asia, and alaska was given to russia/the ussr as ‘compensation’ for uh the weather terrorism that the US did. yay!

las vegas, nevada is now LAS NEVADAS and is it’s own independent city state just like Necropolis. it’s a capitalists wet dream and it’s controls almost the water in the west

the midwest, where most of the nukes fell iiiiis wasteland. the (contains) yellowstone eruption literally blew open the continental shelf under the mainland US and now it’s an irradiated wasteland where WEIRDOS live. that’s where Desmond comes from :D

the south east has been lost to a virulent strain of parasitic KUDZU as well as feral Martians and feral DINOSAURS. yes, we brought em back. yes, you can have them as pets (for a cooool 5$ million). so nobody goes there unless like, you’re going on a safari hunt or something. people live there but they’re extremely isolated and kinda dangerous

the northeast-mid atlantic is all that’s left of “The United States of America” and it’s a corporate police state that’s under constant martial law thats under the rule of a president grown in a lab in the middle of nowhere…who is ALSO under supervision of two major foreign powers. except for NECROPOLIS WOOOO

Necropolis (the N.E.C or ‘The Nec(k)”) is the main setting for Arc 1, and is a GIGANTIC CITY made out of alien “living metal” and other Martian bullshit technology that combines all of the entire New York tri-state metropolitan area. Theres MARTIANS, MUTANTS, ADP MONSTERS!! And ofc, chimera :D so how does everyone manage to not kill each other?? the giant UFO thats constantly hovering over the city, and govt funded/backed 'superheroes'

But yuuup thats the state of the US in SE vv’ its a mess. No one wants to live here tbh (unless youre a criminal mastermind or hypercapitalist or something. weird!)

aaaa i had fun answering these! i hope i answered all your questions just fine, but if theres anything else you wanna know plz dont be afraid to ask :D

#kudzu responds #shattered earth #WEEEEE

[enchantark]

Peter Parker x Reader: Time Starts Again

A/n: It's hard to find any Andrew Garfield Spiderman fics so I thought I'd make my own! CONTAINS NO WAY HOME SPOILERS!!

The world was beginning to crumble all because Peter wanted people to forget about him, changing Dr Strange's spell as he listed certain people he wanted to forget about him. Villains from other universes made their way here, but heroes arrived as well. "That's not our Peter!" Mj shouted at Ned who closed the portal once the man came in, you recognized him immediately. "Peter..." You muttered softly, staring into his eyes as he yanked off the mask. He was your Peter...from the universe you belonged to. "Y/n...? How are...you here?" He softly spoke as his heart began to race, you were dying in front of him. The day he lost Gwen, he had left you alone and promised to come back as fast as he could. Once he returned, failing to save Gwen...you were gone. "I have so much to explain...to all of you, but right now we have to find the Peter that belongs to this universe!" They all nodded in agreement, Ned tried again to find Peter but a different one appeared. "I know Peter...he must be on a rooftop! Considering the stressful situation..." In this universe Peter was your best friend, you were there for him when he lost Tony. You encouraged him to ask Mj out after telling you how much he loved her, this life was a happy one. "Let's go then, Y/n I can-" Before your Peter could volunteer to carry you around, you asked the other Peter instead. Being around him was just too much, it made you think about what happened in your universe. Now that he was here...what did that mean for you? "Peter...there's some people you should meet." Mj spoke softly as the other Peter's made themselves known, the Peter Parker in this universe...looked broken. He told you...he lost Aunt May, she died and he blamed himself. "Peter...I know it's hard and scary, losing someone you love. Aunt May wouldn't want you to be like this...she understands the world needs Spiderman, you're her hero. Not everyone can be saved...that's just the hard truth. All you can do...is keep fighting." You spoke softly as you hugged him close to you, he wanted to kill the man responsible for her death...if that happened he would have to live with it for the rest of his life. You knew...it would haunt him forever. "I know this is a bad time but uh- Why is Y/n acting wierd around this Peter?" The second Peter that Ned 'summoned' pointed at your Peter, you were hurt and upset...you had every right to be. "Well I should start to explain...everything." You we're hesitant to talk about what happened to you, not even the Peter in this universe knew...all you told him was that you were from a different universe, but didn't know how you got here.

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"I'll come back for you...I promise!" "Peter wait...please don't leave me alone! Peter...!!" You begged as you tried to steady your breathing, you were losing too much blood. Your eyes felt heavy and at that moment you knew you were going to die...and Peter wasn't there with you. "I don't...wanna...die..." "𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪~" A deep voice spoke as if he was right beside you, and before you knew it a portal sucked you in...taking you to a new universe. A world that you didn't know, waking up you realized your wounds were healed. You felt cold as ice, and all you felt...was sadness, Peter didn't save you. "Where am I...?" "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙘𝙚! 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙛𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩~" That was the last time you heard that voice, you stayed away from populated areas to avoid hurting anyone...you couldn't control your power. Eventually meeting the Avengers, learning to control your power...one day meeting this universe's Peter Parker.

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"He left me for dead...and well, here I am!" You fake smiled, looking away from your Peter. He left you, abandoned you, and for what? "Y/n...I-" "I don't care anymore, what matters right now is returning this universe to the way it was!" You had a new life here, you wouldn't give it up for anything. "We won't let Aunt May's death be in vain..." And it took a while but the Peter's all began to work together to make the antidotes that would save the villains, something you knew Aunt May would want. "I need some air.." You told them before walking out of the building, the fear in your heart getting stronger with how close they were to returning everything to normal.

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"You understand what will happen when you return to your universe right?" Dr Strange spoke to you as you were all headed to space to fight Thanos, you had an idea of what would happen...but to hear it the keeper of the time stone would make it real. "I'll die...won't I?" "You should've died...but that man transferred you to our world, stopping your time. If you go back..." He trailed off and you nodded in understanding, going back home meant you would truly die. You wouldn't see the new friends you've made in this universe...you wouldn't be able to see your Peter again. "I understand..." Was all you said, slowly beginning to smile...you knew that eventually you would have to go back. Right now however...this universe needed you.

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"Why would you leave Y/n behind...? She could've died!" The Peter of this universe felt so angry, he could've lost his friend because another him was being an idiot. "I didn't...listen, Gwen was falling to her death. She needed me and I know Y/n needed me too...I rushed back but she was gone." Your Peter lived with the guilt of failing you, he loved Gwen but when he met you...he fell madly in love. He wished he could do it over and choose to save you...Gwen would've wanted that. During the battle between heroes and villains Dr Strange finally broke free from that other realm, after explaining the situation he immediately looked at you...as if to ask if this is something you truly wanted. You looked at him with a smile...of course your answer would be yes.

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Once Dr Strange finished the spell... everyone would forget about Peter Parker. Including the other Peter's...you wouldn't remember your Peter, you had to tell him now while you still had the chance to. "Peter! Listen to me..." You hugged your Peter as tight as you could, tears dripping down your cheeks as you told him everything...once you returned to your universe with him you would die. "What...? No! No no no no!! Stop the spell...now!!" Peter begged as he clung to you as tight as he could, he lost you once...he couldn't lose you again. "Peter...this is the way it's supposed to be. I'm supposed to be-" "Shut up...! You can't die...you-!" This is the way it was supposed to be, you weren't supposed to meet the Avengers, you weren't supposed to meet this Peter...you were supposed to die. "Even after everything...I still loved you y'know? You're a big goof...an idiot, a hero. My hero..." You smiled sadly as you looked up at him, you wanted him to remember you this way...with a smile. You looked over at your friends, at the other Peter Parker's...you wouldn't see them ever again. "Y/n!!!!!!" Opening his eyes he was back in his universe, you weren't in his arms...so where were you? "Y/n!! Y/n where are you?! Y/n!" He shouted as he felt his heart race, thinking logically he realized...you would most likely be in the same place he left you. "Y/n!!" Running towards you, barely clinging to life...looking up at the man you couldn't remember. "Who...are...you...?" You stuttered out as you began to cough out blood, just by breathing brought you immense pain. "The spell...I- Who I am doesn't matter right now...please don't go! I-I love you Y/n!!" Peter shouted with tears in his eyes, it pained him to see you like this...not being able to do anything for you. "I...may not know...who you...are, but...I...love you..." You trail off as you finally lost all of your strength, closing your eyes as death took you. With no memory of him...you still remembered your love for him. "Idiot...you're such an idiot. Idiot idiot idiot...!! A damn idiot!" He tightened his hold on you, screaming as loud as he could...the day he lost you was the day the world lost Spiderman.

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It had been a year since your death, the world wondering where Spiderman went. Why he disappeared suddenly with no explanation...to him it was clear, you were gone. Not putting on the suit was hard...but he knew he had to eventually, the world needed Spiderman. "Y/n...forgive me..." He whispered to himself as he stood at your grave, his heart ached to see you again. He lost a piece of his heart the day you left him...you were his Mj.

#andrew garfield #andrew!peter x reader #andrew!peter parker #marvel #peter parker #peter parker x original character #peter parker x reader #spiderman #no way home #spiderman now way home spoilers #spiderman no way home