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whollyjoly · 7 days

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for some reason i can't explain i know saint peter won't call my name

nothing that lives, lives forever - an immortal soldier!alton more au

(1.1k of snippets from my old guard(ish) au where alton more is old, too old, and has been living and fighting far longer than anyone should. full description/other thoughts at the bottom. tw: blood, violence, mentions of death)

Alton clicked the lighter closed, running a thumb over the silver case. The night was warm, sticky in a way that he never could get used to. He sucked in a breath from the cheap cigarette, letting his head fall back against the rough side of the barracks.

It was quiet. Typically, there would be no end to the commotion coming from the small building, one of many that littered Camp Toccoa. The wall of sound was ever-present, no matter if it was shouting or laughing or snoring. But whatever the cause, there was always noise.

No matter if it was a blanket of noise he knew well, unchanging except for the language and the scenery. Soldiers are soldiers, and some things are a constant. It could almost be comforting, if it didn’t also mean that the need for soldiers was a constant as well.

However, tonight was a Saturday, and it was one of the few weekends that Sobel had allowed Easy the use of their weekend passes. Almost every man in the company had jumped at the chance to get off base, to travel home if they could and spend time with loved ones. The ones with farther-flung hometowns had spirited off to Atlanta, happy to spend their time drinking and dancing and fucking instead of slogging through another run, three miles up, three miles down.

Normally, Alton would have joined them in their carousing - it was easier to pass the time with the effortless camaraderie built during a training camp than bored and alone.

But today had been a bad day. The sound of swords and the shift of sand beneath his feet followed him out of his nightmares, the humid summer of Georgia morphing itself into the baking, dry heat of the desert.

His shouts must have been real, because when a hand came to shake him out of his dream, the first face he saw was not that of a grouchy NCO, but of a blood-caked Saracen, eyes alight with righteous fury.

Alton didn’t think. He had grabbed the knife from under his pillow, an old thing that had been sharpened more times than he could begin to count, and was on the man in less than a breath, pressing the blade into the side of his neck. The familiar thrum of blood beat against his fingertips, the grit of sand scratched his gums. He knew what he had to do, had done it a thousand times, a thousand thousand times, what was a little more bloodshed spilled across his feet-

Alton had blinked, and came to himself in a rush.

Instead of an unnamed Saracen, the ashen face of Johnny Martin stared up at him, eyes wide behind the knife.

Alton drew back his hand, retreating almost as quick as he had lunged earlier. He mumbled a quick curse and apology as he stepped out of arm’s reach from the man. It wasn’t until Martin’s eyes widened even farther that Alton realized his tongue was slipping out Arabic of all things.

Usually, Alton was better about remembering himself, who he was almost as important as where he was. But for whatever reason, his demons had decided to catch up with him that night.

After a quick smile and some quip about the Krauts in his dreams, he managed to wave an only-slightly-mollified Martin off. The shorter man apparently hadn’t forgotten it though, if his watchful eyes during chow that morning were anything to go by.

Alton was just glad that no one else was awake to see it, at least. That was the last thing he needed.

And so, instead of joining in on a weekend of broads and booze, Alton found himself waving away the invitation by an eager Smokey and bemused Alley. When the horde made their way out of the barracks, fantasizing in bawdy terms about their planned misadventures, he felt like he could breathe easy.

Fucking finally.

Alton took another drag from the cigarette. He watched the smoke curl, up and up until it faded into nothing amongst the darkening sky.

The lighter was a welcome weight in his hand, grounding him to this time, this life.

The design was worn by now, details barely visible after a half century of worrying. It still managed to amaze him, sometimes, what people could do with the smallest of canvases. Alton didn’t feel the same wonder however, wasn’t as mesmerized by the beauty man could create as he once was.

But in the quiet moments, he could still appreciate the time some French craftsman took to transform a hunk of metal into a small token carried around by a dead man.

Luz had spied the lighter one weekend, and laughed at him for using something so old-fashioned. Alton just shrugged, not caring to admit that he was still getting used to having a light at his fingertips. It wasn’t all that long ago when he was still lighting a pipe with a flintlock pistol, and not so long before that when he would carry around a flint and steel.

Time was passing all the more quickly these days, technologies changing and advancing, and everyone was obsessed with needing things to be quicker, cheaper, simpler. Alton scoffed. He could hardly find it in him to care.

He glanced down at the lighter in his hand, shifting it back and forth in a practiced motion and watched as the light skittered across the sides.

It had shown flowers, once. A veritable garden of carnations, daffodils, and lilies of the valley, with leaves spilling across the front panel onto the back. They represent good fortune, he was told. Good fortune, luck, and hope.

When the merchant described it to him, eyes ablaze with a passion known only to those with wares to sell, Alton didn’t try to hide the snort that escaped his throat.

Fortune and Luck had abandoned him long ago, and hadn’t returned since waking up in a battlefield abandoned by all but the dead, sword in his chest and blood in his mouth.

And what the fuck was Alton supposed to do with hope?

It was the quote on the back that had caught his eye, all those years ago in a street market in Reims. The beveled edges had faded with time, the familiar letters Alton traced were more memory by now than any physical mark. Une vie honorable est une vie éternelle.

An honorable life is an eternal life.

Alton couldn’t help but stare at the message, both then and now. He hated that goddamn word. Immortal. Unending. Eternal.

They were such flowery words, used by people who craved what they couldn’t have, what they shouldn’t. The romanticized idea of the everlasting, the fountain of youth, the gift of life! Alton was sick of it.

This wasn’t life. He was a fucking dead man walking. And he sure as hell didn’t do anything honorable to deserve it.

months ago, while thinking about the absolute insanity of the almost...cavalier? attitude we see alton more have over the course of the series, an idea hit my brain: what if there was a reason nothing seemed to phase him - not panzers, not being a breath away from a car wreck, not bastogne, not speirs? what if this wasn't his first war? that thought spiraled me into a minor insanity that is this: my immortal soldier!alton more au, loosely inspired by the movie the old guard (2020). the idea is that, once upon a time, there was a soldier in a land many centuries ago. one day, he died in battle. and then, he woke up. and then he died. and then he woke up. over, and over. drawn to countless battles, conflicts, and wars, each one etching itself into the core of his soul. a never-ending cycle...until one sweltering summer, where he found himself at a training camp at the foot of a mountain. anyways. at some point, i plan on writing this as a full story, but that is admittedly a long ways away. however, in celebration of alton more's birthday today, i wanted to post my favorite scene that i've written for this au! it's set sometime at the beginning of the story, in the early days of camp toccoa. mostly, it's just a character study of this version of alton more. hope you enjoyed! and of course - happy birthday alton more!

(song insp.)

taglist: @sweetxvanixlla @coco-bean-1218 @bucky32557038ww2 @georgieluz @samwinchesterslostshoe @xxluckystrike @next-autopsy @ronald-speirs @land-sh @ronsparky @panzershrike-pretz @theredrenard @kyellin

#happy alton more day!#holy shit im actually posting this...i've been sitting on it for MONTHS #but YEAH its just...the gothic romanticism about the physical embodiment of war and soldiers and the concept of death you know??#what it means to feel and to live and to connect to those around you when it all feels so fleeting #fleeting not just due to the nature of war but also the nature of immortality #or something #...look i have a lot of thoughts about this story okay #it kills me #its also known in my brain as the “how immortal soldier!alton more made friends” story #because literally thats it thats the plot #OH WAIT did i forget to mention that speirs is also an immortal soldier in this story??#oh yeah thats the best fucking bit - they met like centuries and centuries ago on the wrong ends of one of the various punic wars #(where speirs was known back then as...wait for it...TERTIUS)#its good goddamn shit okay #also explains why alton is so fucking unflinching towards speirs at any given point and why they were so petty about the photo albums #ANYWAYS if anyone wants to hear more about this!! come stop on by!!!#also yes the title is a reference to the old guard #as is the reference to the siege of jerusalem which is where joe and nicky met #immortal soldier!alton more #alton more #easy company #band of brothers fic #mine #band of brothers #bofb #hbowar #em's moodboards #em writes #jesus christ i guess that's a tag now #alright here we go out into the void

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mythallia · 1 month

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redacted as cats p2

your birth month, your employed redacted cat

REMEMBER: by default we are all nick, NYA

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prontaentrega · 9 months

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all in all im still a hater of the one widespread english translation of kiss of the spider woman (book) but i dont like the movie all that much so i guess ill just tell people to read the book and like . take it with a grain of salt ←just googled this expression idk if its correct. but its a really good book so everyone should read it one way or another

#my main gripe with it (book english translation) is how he character voices get lost especially in word choice #and how a small thing like valentín saying 'my girl' instead of 'my partner' or 'my comrade' changes a lot about him . imo #especially in a book thats entirely dialogue #and also theres a racial slur that wasnt there in spanish -_-#chizitxt #i havent read all of it though so idk if theres more that i dont likw about it #i will get back to it eventually...#augh it also changes a lot of small cultural references like the characters drinking mate to them drinking tea . small stuff that lessens #the books impact to me.#jesus christ i made a million typos in the tags. whatever

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sae-mian · 4 months

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🧨 : An unexpected headcanon

CURVEBALL TIME!!! thank you for the prompt!!

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🧨 [???], for [EVERYBODY!] 🧨

GYMNASTICS TEST. WHO OUT OF THE ROSTER CAN DO A STANDING FRONTFLIP?

nira'sae: ✔ frontflip, backflip, arabian flip-- all of them. minasha: ✖️ needs a run-up :( hana: ✔ he can, but there's a solid 40% chance he'll miss the landing ljómaskyn: ✖️too much of a boring old man to try el'ahrairah: ✖️way too stiff m'alik: ✔ he mains ninja :)

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Emoji Prompts

#ffxiv #ffxiv oc #nira'sae #minasha #hana winter #ljoma #el'ahrairah #m'alik tia #jesus christ thats a lot of character tags. WOOPS #bet you didn't expect that though >:)

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gas-stxtion · 9 months

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@chaieyestea said: Weird question, but are any of your muses ticklish?

//hmmmmm.... alright, y'know, this isn't something i'd thought about before, but i think. some of them?

jack i imagine may be a little ticklish, but not to a super significant degree. probably mainly around his neck, if anything.

jerry isn't ticklish at all but pretends that he is because he thinks it's funny. if you try to tickle him he'll go along with it and then turn the tables on you the second you let your guard down. merciless.

rosa is very ticklish in general, and she giggles very cutely if you manage to catch her off guard and tickle her a bit.

amelia is a little less ticklish than rosa, but she definitely still can be at times.

spencer isn't ticklish--he may have been at some point, but being killed and resurrected has dulled a lot of sensation he experiences, so he isn't anymore.

aaaand tony i feel is a bit ticklish, but not like. *super* ticklish. just a little bit. just enough that if you catch him off guard you can get him to laugh.

sabine wasn't ticklish at all but *would* absolutely elbow you on reflex if you tried to tickle her.

#you know this whole thing is one big experiment‚ right? and you're the little mouse? {ooc}#chaieyestea #as far as jobs go‚ it's not the best‚ but it's not the worst either {headcanons}#❝ i'm the only full time employee‚ which means i'm on the clock more often than not ❞ {jack townsend}#❝ i wonder what she who must not be named is doing right now ❞ {sabine lemoyne}#❝ she's a tough as a brick brooklyn transplant with an itchy trigger finger ❞ {amelia o'brien}#❝ her name is rosa‚ and despite her eager optimism‚ i guess she's pretty cool ❞ {rosa vasquez}#❝ if he was going to kill me‚ i wanted him to think i wasn't afraid ❞ {spencer middleton}#❝ seeing tony actually upset was the scariest thing i'd ever seen ❞ {antonio vargas}#❝ i told him i was surprised he was still alive ; he mistook it for a compliment ❞ {jerry pascal}#//jesus fucking christ wow thats a lot of tags- anyway

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incorrectdmp · 1 year

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Juniper: I used to play catch with my dad

Juniper: Except the ball hit the wall because he wasn’t there

Grace: Same

Tommy, Percy, Valencia, Thorin, Hailey and Ezra: *nodding*

Yugo:

Yugo: Are you guys okay?

#quote #incorrect quotes #dmp #discord murder party #juniper #juniper NLN #junior #Grace Garden #Tommy Gwendolyn #percy blackwood #valencia lynch #thorin blue #hailey huang #Ezra Crane #yugo hernandez #jesus CHRIST thats a lot of character tags #i sure did just. write EVERYONE with parental issues on there huh #honestly charlie could be in there too #this show is full of so many missing parents jfc

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cuterocks · 1 year

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i mean why everything about women must always be about feminism too. sometimes the character suck ass. sometimes not. sometimes it’s relatable for someone, but not someone else.

#i remember scrolling through the fleabag tag #it was fucking hell #like it's not really a feminism piece #it's just about a person going through it #a lot of women relate to similar shows but with male protagonists #so why then only women must relate to show about female protagonist?#also like #not every woman has lived the same life #maybe for you it's not relatable #for me it was #and thats it #it doesn't really need to be a fucking perfect manifesto for it to be emotionally relatable #jesus christ

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robitherat · 1 year

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So fucking sick of living here oh my god

#how is it my fault that she doesnt read the fucking text i sent with all the info on it !!! how is that on me #im sorry YOU took the day off work to see a play im in because YOU didnt read the message i sent YESTERDAY that had our performance time on #it. youre right thats my bad i should have just fucking. inserted that information into your brain. jesus fucking christ #fuck it if shes going to be a bitch i dont even want her to come. i fucking knew some shit like this would happen because it ALWAYS happens #its always MY fault when she doesnt actually read shit or listen to me. every. fucking. time. im so sick of it #i just want to leave. i dont want to do this shit anymore #come or dont whatever. its not like she woukd have paid any attention anyways #fuck.#shed probably just find something to complain about anyways. like she always fucking does #you know for a woman who claims to have learned 'what not to do' from her mother she sure is a hell of a lot like her #but i dont get to point that out because then IM the bad guy #fuck. just fuck man.#robi rambles #vaguing about my mom again sorry everyone #ask to tag #delete later

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cult-of-the-eye · 6 months

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Mag 81 A Guest for Mr Spider

FUCK FORMER HEAD ARCHIVIST

Wait I need to check the timelines - this was 2 days after leitner's death

New spooky music???

My man is so fucking dramatic I love him so much "grand of sand behind my eye" love the way he speaks

Yeah FUCK JURGEN LEITNER

Omg the greying hair is canon??

Child in the 90s makes him at most 27 GOD DAMN. I was imagining like mid 30s...can you imagine a fucking 27 yr old using words like "ilk" when talking to you

Oh shit he's an orphan poor guy

Yeah ok a lot of his personality seems to make sense if you realise he was raised by his grandma

You know those memes that are like people raised by their grandparents are exceptionally polite but in a brisk way, talk fancy and are super posh? Yeah that's him.

Getting such neurodivergent vibes

Yeah he sounds like a main character from the start Jesus Christ he's such a kid who got traumatised and then grows up to be a horror protagonist vibes

My First Leitner lol like kids had to be introduced to them at a young age like those my first toys

He's so funny I can just imagine him as an 8 yr old getting super like affronted at this like how dare my grandma think I am of subpar intelligence he's such a little bitch from the start

"The eponymous Mr spider" even talking about his childhood trauma he's busting out the vocabulary

Fuck that story actually kinda rattled me I had my hand over my mouth in shock for most of it

I think it was the bit where the horsefly brought his son and they were both crying that got me, I could definitely imagine it scaring an 8 yr old

The way it drags out as well, with the pages of the same scene it really heightens the suspense

Is his childhood bully someone we should keep track of?? Love how he says Michael probably cause he sees him as a bully lol

It's interesting how despite him bullying him (quite badly seeing as though he beat him up) he's still like yeah but he saved my life and that means he deserves to be remembered

My bro didn't save your life on purpose, he was just trying to make it worse and happened to come to a terrible fate cause of that

I guess underneath it all he was still a kid who watched someone die, knowing they'd get eaten by a fucking spider, he still held him in some regard

The way he specified the guy was his bully even after he was being eaten though lol

He was desperate to get the book back? That's a leitner thing I guess, the book makes you want to keep it so it can finish whatever it wanted to do to you

On my relisten (which I will do once I've finished the series I'm sure of it), I'll have to look out for any reaction of leitners name

I wonder why Jon didn't react more to Carlos vittery's statement, like it must've terrified him? I saw a post a while back explaining Jon's thoughts and IT WAS GENIUS it was like of course he doesn't react, he must be terrified that someone knew about his experience and somehow did this to mess with him or it was a joke and he can't let anyone know that the Head Archivist is not Good at This ugh it's so good I'll tag it if I can find it

AHHHHH HE REGRETS DISMISSING THE OTHER STATEMENTS AHHHHHH

HE FINALLY ADMITS THAT HE NEEDS HELP WE LOVE THIS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT YES YOU FUCKING DO BITCH.

yeah at least he's right about Elias killing leitner

GEORGIE THE EX GIRLFIEND

ITS SO WEIRD TO SEE HIM ACTUALLY NICE TO SOMEONE WOW HIS VOICE CHANGES SLIGHTLY AS WELL HES LESS ACADEMIC

THE ADMIRAL

Awwww he's so cute with georgie

GHOST PODCAST GHOST PODCAST

THE WHAT THE GHOST T SHIRT IS CANON???? AHH THATS SO CUTE

Can he not go back to his own flat?? Did he bring all his clothes to the archive and then subsequently leave them there? Does he even have a flat??

God Georgie is so nice I would kill for her

It's so funny that an apparent supernatural cynic dated a ghost podcaster

WOW SEASON 3 OFF TO AN AMAZING START I CANT WAIT TO KEEP LISTENING IM GONNA TELL MY THERAPIST ABOUT THIS TOMORROW!!!

#tma #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #jarchivist #a guest for mr spider #the web #tma season 3 #georgie barker #tma georgie #jurgen leitner #what the ghost #the admiral

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moonshynecybin · 4 months

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Question about rosquez, when do you think that Vale started looking at Marc as someone he likes and not just someone who he paid attention because on his riding skills

oh immediately once he got into the big leagues… like vale DOES like making friends with the up and comers in the paddock and we have ALL seen those gifs in qatar 2013 like. oh my god. jesus christ. also quite frankly i think he enjoys being flattered like he enjoys it when people are fans of him it isnt a deterrent to making friends unless you are like maybe lando norris level thirsty and even then he will send you like $2000s worth of neon yellow merch. umm and he liked marc! theyre similar people and they made each other laugh, they goofed off in press conferences, vale made fun of him on twitter, they were friends! even the official motogp account was like omg besties <3 and a lot of presscons/parc ferme interactions that year were. frankly gay sex it was sucking it was fucking it was UNCOUTH. like this is 2013. so are these two. so is this. and THIS. and uhhh this, this, this, this, and thats only me going through like half my tag. like it was ON so fast

#i dont even think i linked the laguna seca choking incident like they went so hard so fast #truly though if youre asking when i think they fucked first *throws dart* ummmm indianapolis of 2013 #like that presscon is outrageous #motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez

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marvelnatr · 7 months

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Part 2. Widows Bite (part 1 in pinned masterlist)

@your-my-mission here you go hon, tagged in next part💙

This is an 18+ book minors DNI

Aspens POV:

Rolling over to my alarm clock sounding I turned it off. Today was my first day of classes and my head was pounding. My feet was met with the cold wooden floor as I stood up to stretch out my limbs. All those years of sports did not do my body very many favors. I loved sleeping in the cold. But when I’d wake up and the AC was running shit, it’s fucking freezing. I kept the blanket around me as I did my morning routine. I made my coffee and realized the time “shit, I’m gonna be late” shoving two creamers and a few packets of sugar in my jacket I headed out the door and to my class.

Entering the classroom with a few minutes to spare. Finding a seat I sat down as professor Romanoff looked up at me from her desk. How the fuck was she so intimidating and so hot. Setting my coffee down she started speaking “All I have for you today is to look over the syllabus and to take a placement test. Placement tests and syllabus are on my desk, come and grab one of you haven’t already” I headed to her desk to grab what I needed. Professor Romanoff watched me as I picked up the papers and headed back to my desk. The syllabus was something I looked over and set aside. Looking over the test I sighed, yeah, this was definitely going to require coffee. Pulling my creamers and sugars out of my pocket I placed them on the desk and started adding them to my coffee

Natasha’s POV:

As I walked around to check on the students I saw Aspen dousing her coffee with so much sugar. Heading over to her I stood beside her “thats an awful lot of sugar miss Moore” Aspen looked up at me and chuckled “It’s what gets me through the day” biting my tongue I nodded as she spoke up “oh is this graded on accuracy?” I smiled at her “no darling, it’s just based off of completion, I just wanna see where you stand on knowing the material” she nodded and took a sip of her coffee whispering a thank you and going back to her work. She was pretty cute. I headed back to my desk and watched her as I looked over some papers. Her face focused on the task at hand. After about thirty minutes she came up to me and handed me the test looking disappointed in herself “I tried my best” Watching her I gently whispered “I’m sure you did amazing darling” nodding the girl made her way back to her desk and looked over the syllabus one more time before she took another sip of her over sugared coffee. Wanda was allowed to have caffeine up until two pm but never allowed to put that much sugar into it. Still she was not under my control and not my sub.

As time went on I was so engrossed in looking over all the tests I hadn’t realized how the class had now dwindled down to three. Two of the students were finishing up their tests while Aspen was asleep on her desk. She did look extremely exhausted. Debating wether or not to wake her the last two students turned in their tests. I rolled my eyes the second I looked at it and mumbled “fucking teamed up and took it. Idiots”. Putting those two tests to the side I looked over at Aspen. She looked so tired but she definitely wasn’t peacefully sleeping. Standing up I headed over to her and gently crouched by the side of her desk and whispered “Aspen?”. No answer, I didnt want to yell at her so I gently placed my hand on her back “Aspen hon”. Startling awake she looked at me “jesus Christ you scared the shit out of me” taking a step back I whispered “I’m sorry hon” she shook her head “no no it’s okay, I’m sorry for sleeping in your class” I shook my head standing up “nonsense, you looked tired, I’m glad you got some sleep”

she nodded collecting her things and looked at me “can I ask you something?” I smiled at her “of course you can” “is your wife’s class hard?” I shook my head “no hon, as long as you read the material and you ask questions if you don’t understand something you’ll do just fine” she nodded and whispered “thank you for class” I nodded gently and showed her out, heading back over to my desk I looked over at her paper. She did really well for it being the first time shes seen this material. I decided to pack up and head back home.

Aspen’s POV:

I headed back to the dorm and sat down on my bed. The coffee didn’t help my migraine. It’s always a fifty fifty shot when it comes to that. Laying down in bed I kicked off my shoes and closed my eyes in hope to stop the pounding in my head. The pressure on my head was excruciating. Rolling over I took some pain meds that should knock me our for a few hours before my class.

I woke up sweating like crazy. Looking over at the clock it read 6:47 pm. I am so fucking screwed I was supposed to be in class 47 minutes ago. I stood up a littleee too quick as the blood rushed to my head and my heartbeat rung through my ears. Well the migraine is still fucking there. Lovely. I put on my shoes and headed over to the classroom. Slowly opening the door in hope I wouldn’t disturb the class was such a false hope. Every head turned to me as I cringed on the inside quickly making my way to an open seat and sinking into my chair. Professor Maximoff stared at me for a second before continuing her lesson. I seriously wish I could just disappear right here.

Wanda’s POV:

I was a little worried when Aspen didn’t show up for the beginning of class. I was even more worried when she did and looked a little sick. Despite my worry I continued to teach. I continued to glance at her as I taught. She was trying to pay attention the best she could. Finally her head rested on her desk, her shoulders going forward as she relaxed. I let her sleep the rest of the time and as long as she needed until I leave.

A few minutes later Natasha came in and looked at me then Aspen then back at me. Natasha started walking towards me as her heels clicked on the ground, Aspen stirred as I looked at her. She bent down taking off her heels and finishing coming over to me. Placing a kiss on my forehead she whispered “she’s still here?” I nodded and leaned into her “she came in late and looked a little sick then fell asleep, I want her to rest” Natasha nodded and kissed me whispering “I think shes sick love, she fell asleep in my class too” My eyebrows furrowed in worry and Nat whispered “she’ll be okay my love” I nodded a little and stretched, the first day of classes drained me. As Natasha and I talked while I finished up Aspen began to stir. Shifting in her seat she looked up at me. First with a look of confusion before fear quickly flooded her eyes. Natasha and I quickly made our way over to her. My instincts kicking in “hey hey hon you’re okay, I noticed you weren’t feeling well, it’s okay” Aspen whispered “I’m okay, thank you, I do appreciate it” I nodded and watched her as Natasha spoke up “you look a little pale hon are you sure?” Once again Aspen nodded and slung her bag over her shoulder, she did not look like she felt good at all. Whispering quietly she thanked me “t-thank you for today, it wont happen again” I shook my head “it’s okay, were here for you” nodding a bit she started to head out the door. Natasha stepped forward and whispered “can I walk you to your dorm?” Aspen turned around and watched her for a second and nodded a bit, Nat smiled and put on her heels following her.

As we walked Aspen was quiet. Her knuckles white from gripping her bag. Natasha offered to take it but she insisted she’d be okay carrying it. As we got to her door Aspen whispered “thank you again, you guys didn’t have to do this” I shook my head and gently placed my hand on her shoulder and she was burning up like crazy, I smiled gently burying my worry “it was really no trouble, are you sure you’re feeling okay?” Aspen nodded getting into her dorm “I’m okay, thank you again, bye”

The door closed and I looked at Nat worried “she was really feverish babe” Natasha walked up to me and rubbed the sides of my arms “I know love but right now theres nothing more we can d-“ just as she was about to finish her sentence we heard retching coming from the dorm. I looked at her and mumbled “I’m sorry babe I can’t” turning and knocking on the door I called out “Aspen honey I’m coming in okay?”

#mdlgkink #mommy wanda #wanda maximoff #mommy dom little girl #natasha x reader #dom mommy #marvel fanfiction #marvel #wanda x nat x reader #wlw #marvelnatr #widows bite

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