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safely-in-vhagars-belly · 6 months

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Welcome my the new masterlist. Yes thats vhagar you saw that right.

Aemond Targaryen

The girl in the silver dress (Modern royalty au) (Completed)

Summary: You are invited to become a selected girl for Prince Jacaerys's selection. You never thought you would fall for his uncle, prince Aemond instead

part one part two Part three

Heaven knows (We belong way down below) (slasher au)

Summary: Reader or oc (You) is the new resident of a seemingly peaceful town, which hides dark secrets.

prologue, part one (Mini series)

Wicked dark and twisted dreams part one (vampire au) (Mini series)

🔷Summary: After you have been kidnapped, you get sold to the vampire king's brother, Aemond Targaryen.

Games in the library (Aemond tutor au) (Mini series)

Summary: Your GPA is tanking and you need help. Luckily there is the grumpy antisocial Aemond to help you out. PART 2

The heart is an ocean (Aemond titanic au) (mini series)

Summary: You attend the ship of dreams, the Balerion in hope of finding your match to enrichen your family. But fate is cruel for those who dream. And the Balerion might not even reach the harbor of Valyria.

the doomed jaessa (???) (aemond avatar au)

🔷Summary: You are a witch hunter, looking for the witches that killed your family all those years ago. Those people are called Heyks or Summoners.

maffia au (aemond maffia au)

🔷Summary: Its your 21st birthday. You dont expect to spent it as the captive of your new criminal husband, but here we are.

Sandstorm (Dornish oc x aemond request) (One-shot)

🔷Summary: You are Elna/Reader Martell and before you marry you go on a vacation to the land that always held a close space to your heart: The Six Kingdoms. You become the captive of Aemond Targaryen.

Ashes Burn part one part two part three part four

Summary: Dark aemond fic about a girl who becomes aemonds bedmate. Very dark.

What power looks like dark prince regent one shot

Die and fight (part one) part two and part 3, part 4, part 5

Summary: Ravaera becomes aemonds wife.

Mis characters

Daemon Targaryen

Daddy dearest (stepdaughter request) (One shots)

Vhagar

Vhagars diary

Older masterlist with old work (mind your step please) series

Old and mostly very dark fanfics about aemond.

Ready to read somewhere else?: Bitterballetje - Works | Archive of Our Own

last update 3-2-2024

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acourtofladydeath · 5 months

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"All Things End"

Presenting my updated fic with an immersive reading experience!

This fic holds a special piece of my soul, and I wrote it as a keyboard smash direct to post through a river of tears. I've reread it many times, but decided to step back and really revisit it.

With much help from @chunkypossum and @pippsmcgee this piece has been properly edited, updated, and even rewritten in spots. Much alcohol was consumed and many tears were shed in this process by all parties. I cannot thank them enough for their understanding of past tense, emotional stamina to relive this over and over, and never ending support as I obsessively messaged them with song ideas and editing updates. @pippsmcgee deserves incredibly special thanks for her editing services, which are, to quote her, "drunk enough to be clinical, but not so drunk I can't do subject verb agreement."

For the immersive component, I've created two playlists to go along with this fic. The "'All Things End Direct' Accompaniment" playlist has been formulated and tested to be listened to as you read the fic, with each song matching a specific scene or emotion you will encounter. The timing of the playlist should work out so that you only have to finish listening to the end of a song before proceeding to the next chapter. The first and last song are posted in the pre notes of each chapter in AO3.

The "'All Things End' Extended Playlist" includes all of the songs in the previous playlist as well as additional songs that did not match the timing of the read, but do match the emotions. This playlist is continually updated as I come across new songs that deserve a place here.

My wish is that this fic touches you, my readers, as much as it has touched me to write and curate the playlists. There is beauty and love to be found everywhere, even in death. Thank you for interacting and I sincerely hope you enjoy.

Please hydrate and get tissues before you start.

Below the cut you can find a full break down of each song per chapter, including explanations and authors notes.

Chapter 1: Inside Fading Out

"All Things End" by Hozier, the first four songs are all meant to be iterations of the emotions Azriel experiences as he learns and processes his mate's diagnosis and prognosis.

"Breathe (2AM)" by Anna Nalick

"Amen" by Amber Run

"The Call" by Regina Spektor

"Light" by Sleeping At Last, this song represents Azriel's will power to stand by his mate and take care of him no matter what.

"I'm Not Gonna Miss You" by Glenn Campbell, written during his own battle with Alzheimer's and meant to parallel Eris's own. On the extended playlist, you can find the song "Tell You About Her" by Ryan Nealon, which he wrote about his grandma and her struggle with dementia.

"Somewhere Only We Know" by Keane, meant to accompany Azriel and Eris together in his last days, and represent how they still find each other.

"I Will Follow You into the Dark" by Death Cab for Cutie, to indicate the love these two have for each other, even in the darkness of disease and death.

Chapter 2: Broken Pieces

"Come Sweet Death" by Johann Sebastian Back, performed by Eugene Ormandy and the Philadelphia Orchestra

"Adagio for Strings, Op. 11" by Samuel Barber, performed by Leonard Bernstein and the New York Philharmonic

"Ghost" by Micky, the song that started this entire playlist and represents Azriel's emotions after losing his mate.

"Saturn" by Sleeping At Last and Tim Fain. This song inspired Linna's eulogy to Eris

Chapter 3: What Remains

"Hurts Like Hell" by Tommee Profitt and Lauren Strahm, performed by Fleurie and Tommee Profitt, this song reflects on Azriel's state of mind after his mate's funeral. This song was also one of the initial inspirations for this chapter. The second song that influenced this chapter "As The World Caves in by Matt Maltese covered by Sarah Cothran can be found on the extended playlist.

"Impassioned Lament" by Andrew Achilles DiMestico. The story of Patroclus and Achilles heavily inspired me while writing this fic and this song represents Azriel's flight to the Night Court. I wrote the entire fic to my Patroclus X Achilles playlist, also available on spotify.

"Breathe Me" by Sia, represents Azriel asking his Night Court family for help.

"Homeward Bound" sung by Peter Hollens, meant to reflect on Azriel realizing his home is in Autumn and leaving the Night Court for the last time.

"To Build A Home" by J. Swinscoe, Patrick Watson, & Phil France and performed by Patrick Watson, & The Cinematic Orchestra. This song is meant to reflect on Azriel and Eris's relationship with the tree and with each other. It accompanies Azriel's last day and him stepping through the veil with Eris.

Chapter 4: Outside Looking In

"Life and Death" by Michael Giacchino, performed by Michael Giacchino, The Hollywood Studio Symphony, and Tim Simonec. This is the death theme that plays in the show "Lost" and reflects on the pain of the moment.

"Brother" by Kodaline. Instead of sharing the meaning of this song, I'm going to share a line that carved out a bat boy sized piece of my soul.

Oh, brother, we go deeper than the ink beneath the skin of our tattoos. Though we don't share the same blood you're my brother and I love you, that's the truth.

"On the Nature of Daylight" by Max Richter, performed by Chris Worsey, John Metcalfe, Louisa Fuller, Max Richter, Natalia Bonner, & Philip Sheppard. A bittersweet song that reflects on love and loss.

"Think Of Me Once In A While, Take Care" by Take Care

"Into the West" performed by Peter Hollens. This is meant to be the song that Azriel sings from the symphonia during the funeral, and a song he would sing to Linna when she had nightmares. Other songs on the symphonia can be found in the extended playlist: "Edge of Night" performed by Peter Hollens, "Lullaby" by Sleeping At Last, and “Dear Theodosia” from the Hamilton soundtrack written by Lin-Manuel Miranda and performed by Leslie Odom Jr and Lin-Manuel Miranda.

"Unforgettable" by Nat King Cole. This song represents the underlying theme of the fic. That even deep within his disease Eris still remembered his mate. The song was intended to tell the story of how love can surpass everything, even death, just as it does in this fic.

If you've made it this far down, thank you so much for taking the time to join me on this journey. It's truly been a labor of love and I'm so excited to finally be sharing it with you all.

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spoopkook · 7 months

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"Like crying out in empty rooms, with no one there except the moon." Journal | Solitary Confinement | "Make it stop."

Authors note: fuck i basically already wrote about this for prompt 2. I dont want to repeat the same ideas over and over even tho I could write about the Captain's universe alone on the ship or Mark being alone in the warp core but I just feel like it would be too repetitive. It might still be repetitive with what I'm planning but hey.

"This'll work I promise."

Those were the last words I ever heard. And they were lies.

I was lied to by the person I trusted the most… by the person I loved.

I was betrayed by every single person at that party. The actor organized the tragedy, involved people who had nothing to do with his quest for vengeance and damned us all. The detective cursed me by making me his partner. The colonel killed me. The seer manipulated me and the mayor. The mayor lied to me. And the seer and the mayor sealed my fate by stealing my body and leaving me trapped in this stupid broken dimension.

I watched them walk away with what was once mine.

At first I thought it was a temporary mishap. That they would figure out a way to save me. That they would come back for me.

But I've waited.

And waited.

They left me.

I can hardly see. I can't sleep or breathe or feel. I'm left in a hell they put me in. This solitary confinement with no room for me. I'm not alive. I'm not dead.

I hardly know who I am anymore.

I'm not even the shell of who I used to be because that was taken from me. I'm just what's leftover of a life that was taken again and again.

What did I do wrong?

Wrong place. This evil mansion, this broken mirror.

Wrong time.

All I did was attend a party of old friends.

And now where are we?

Who have we become?

#it's way too short #im sry fam #whumptober 2023 #no.3 #solitary confinement #major character deaths #major character death #depending on your definition of death i suppose #wkm #who killed markiplier #fanfic #district attorney

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rrain-writes · 3 months

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Rain's LU Febuwhump: Day 11

Last Man Standing: Sky

Warnings: Major character deaths, blood, injury, violence, throwing up

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They were overwhelmed. Sky had never seen this many monsters in the same place before. The first hero had lost his shield at some point, and now only held the master sword, trying to hold off the constant onslaught.

Sky couldn’t see his brothers. He didn’t know whether or not they were still fighting. All he knew was he had to keep on fighting.

Fighting to save their worlds from Dark Link.

Fighting for Zelda.

Fighting for his brothers.

Fighting for his life.

Legend, who was the only other person Sky could spot through the sea of monsters, suddenly screamed.

The skyloftian could do nothing but watch as he fell, easy prey for the beasts.

Sky screamed as well, rage fuelling him more than the adrenaline ever could.

He ignored the sting of his injuries, and the blood in his mouth.

They were not taking his brothers from him.

So Sky fought. Vicious and ferocious. Deadly and swift. It didn’t matter if a monster wasn’t dead yet, he damaged them enough so they wouldn’t be able to get up again. Let them suffer.

And when, finally, the last shadow ridden horror fell at his feet, Sky stumbled.

He looked around the battle field, vision tinted with his own blood.

The first person Sky saw was Legend.

Running over, he knelt at his side. “Vet? Can you hear me? Legend?” Sky rolled him over, although he already knew the answer. Glassy eyes stared back at him, red tunic hiding the blood but not enough.

Sky held back a sob. He needed to find the others.

The next person he stumbled upon wore a blue tunic, usually golden hair unrecognisable under dirt and blood.

Next to Wild lay Twilight. They had gone down fighting next to each other, back to back. Twilight’s hand still held his.

Sky threw up.

When the monster corpses went up in smoke, he got a clearer look at his friends. Each one has gone down fighting, each one of them pushing their selves to the limits.

Sky sat there for a long time. He screamed. He cried. He sat and stared and prayed to his goddess. He never got a reply.

“Why did we have to be the heroes of courage?” He asked. “Why couldn’t we run when it was too much?”

Sky hated it. Hated how the first of them was the last man standing.

#fan fiction #linked universe #lu #sky #lu sky #febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday11 #last man standing #major character deaths #blood #injury #violence #throwing up

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sullustangin · 9 months

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New Fic!

Ten Birthdays

Rating : T (for now)

Summary: The last time Theron Shan saw Eva Corolastor, it was his birthday. Five birthdays passed for him with defeat, death, occupation, and loss. She missed her next five birthdays, life interrupted at 25.

Theron wasn't alone in surviving this...and he wasn't alone when hope came back to the galaxy.

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“Why do you keep second-guessing my decision? You know what SIS is to me.”

“The feeling isn’t mutual, if you’re still benched –” she retorted, hotly.

“-- I’m not going to give it up to be some blaster-toting wastoid with a hard-on for a lady smuggler!” Theron snapped, a lot louder than he’d intended.

This wasn’t how this was supposed to go.

Eva raised her chin up toward him, stubborn. “I just want you to know you have options. The Republic has a tendency to screw over its best and brightest. You deserve better than how you’re being treated.” Then her face softened. “I’m not telling you to quit. I’m telling you not to forget my offer.”

Theron shut his eyes, because she looked tempting. There was a part of him that wanted to grab his go bag, swear T3 to silence, and run off with her and her merry crew. When he opened his eyes again, she was still gazing at him, all warmth. “I appreciate the gesture,” was all he let slip.

The corners of her lips pulled downward, her voice apologetic. “I didn’t come here to fight with you. I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday. Take you out.”

Theron gave her a half-smile. “I’m not in the mood to celebrate in any way tonight. It’s not you, it’s me.”

The words were out there before he could stop them. Her stricken expression -- Theron covered his face with his hands. “Don’t – I didn’t – I’m awful at this.”

He was so, so bad at anything that wasn’t work related. He was competent in everything there. Personally? No, never.

Gently, he could feel her pulling his fingers away from his face. Eva looked up at him, sad but still unfailingly kind. “I get it. The show’s starting soon. I do need to get going.”

Theron almost told her not to go. Almost. “Thanks for the invitation. Maybe another time.” He gave her hands a squeeze.

Then Eva stepped in and kissed him their last kiss. It was a sweet, chaste, determined press of the lips, ever teasing yet still respectful of his wishes to do nothing on his birthday. “Happy birthday, Theron,” Eva said as she pulled away.

“It’s happier than it was,” he said softly. He was a mess.

She effortlessly scaled his balcony railing and leapt back onto the Thief, the dress being no impediment to her. Eva turned to face him one last time. “If you need anything – or want anything – let me know.” The dark eyes… he almost felt bad.

Almost. This couldn’t happen. He needed to get back on the job.

He nodded, numb. “I will. Have a good night.”

Eva thumbed a button on her wrist comm, and the Thief pulled away from his building. “Good night.” She waved. He waved back.

He stood and stared after the ship as it moved across the skyline of Coruscant until it was nothing but a speck in the distance.

Eva was gone.

“Theron Shan = idiot.” T3 squawked at him.

“I didn’t ask your opinion.”

“Theron Shan = idiot = fact.” The little droid made another dissatisfied noise and rolled back into Theron’s apartment.

Are we still on good terms?

Three weeks later, Theron sleepily frowned at the message from Eva – the first message since his birthday. He’d appreciated the distance… for his career. And for his issues too.

He still wasn’t reinstated. Maybe… maybe that night wouldn’t have made a difference. But maybe it did, and he just didn’t know it yet.

… He’d make it up to her, someday. But…for now…it was the least he could do for her.

Yeah, of course.

He thought nothing more of it and went to bed.

There was never an answer.

A shrill alert blasted through Theron’s brain and woke him out of an aided-by-alcohol sleep. “What the –”

To: TS

From: MT

Turn on the holonews. Get your ass into the office.

The call.

It had come.

The worst eight weeks he’d had in a long time were over.

(…”the worst” was just beginning.)

#swtor #swtor fan fiction #theron shan #past theron shan x smuggler #major character deaths

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realitybitesyouknowit · 5 months

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ºHPTR / HPLVº With maturity comes understanding, and Harry understands just fine. After ten years in training, Harry returns to the moment he left…with a whole new plan for himself. ºThe Light will never know what hit itº Vampire!Harry Dark!Harry

Harry Potter, M, English, Adventure & Romance, chapters: 40, words: 221k+, favs: 7k+, follows: 3k+, updated: Jan 25, 2010 published: May 10, 2007, Harry P., Voldemort

A revised version on ao3 is mentioned but they never completed it so I'd just reach this version as is.

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meruz · 4 months

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i watched kore-eda's recent film Monster this past week and i truly.. cannot stop thinking about it. maybe my favorite kore-eda film yet

#the subject matter is also just very My Shit so im.. im so biased #monster 2023 #meruzart #i want to encourage ppl to watch this but also cw for child abuse and implied major character death lots of thriller type stuff...#be wary if ur sensitive to stuff like that

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twilicidity · 3 months

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#bungou stray dogs #bungou #chuuya nakahara #bsd chuuya #dazai osamu #skk #bsd dazai #bsd skk #soukoku #dazai x chuuya #bsd #bsd beast #beast dazai #bungou stray dogs beast #beast chuuya #beast skk #major character death #angst

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kit-o-nine-tales · 1 year

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The Long Crawl Home

Fandom: Dragon Age

Pairing: Tamlen/Mahariel

2001 words, canonical character death(s).

Summary: Corrupted by the taint and nearly driven mad by the song of the archdemon, Tamlen tries to find his way back to Lami Mahariel so he see her one last time and tell her something important before she puts him to rest. Built around "Work Song" by Hozier. First attempt at a song fic.

Boys workin' on empty

Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?

The dragon calls, it sings, and he moves to the music of his new, tainted god.

But when it commands him to feast, to tear-rip-rend-consume the flesh of the living, of those like he once was — he refuses. He always refuses, even as the hunger burns through him, leaving him hollow and aching, gnawing on his own flesh, taking more of his mind with it. But still, he refuses.

I just think about my baby

I'm so full of love I could barely eat

He refuses, because even now, he still remembers her. Mahariel. Lami. Lethallan.... Vhenan. He remembers her, and he dare not eat.

There's nothing sweeter than my baby

I'd never want once from the cherry tree

'Cause my baby's sweet as can be

She give me toothaches just from kissin' me

Even now, he can still taste her lips on the tip of his decaying tongue. They had kissed, just before leaving for that ill-fated final patrol. Her mouth was soft, sweet, warm... if he loses all else, he wants to keep this. He will not let the burning corrosive flame of the taint that has swallowed him steal this from him as well. He will keep her taste on his tongue, and he will not eat.

Read the rest on AO3

#Tamlen #Tamlen/Mahariel #fanfic #songfic #work song by hozier #because I am a cliche #they do an MRI on me #and instead of brain there is only Tamlen #major character deaths #Dragon age origins #Tamlenposting

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baskeigh-ball · 1 year

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Went and hurt my own feelings with this one, oops

I never planned on making fanart for @somerandomdudelmao's series but I recently made a connection between it and that one tweet that permanently altered my brain chemistry so I couldn't NOT make something

#the only reason i can stomach this future au is because its going to turn out okay #any other time my mental fortitiude is out the window #major character death is my kryptonite #rottmnt #cass apocalyptic series #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt leo #rottmnt raph #my art

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 days

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I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wen ning #wei wuxian #wen qing #jiang cheng #Truly Massive disclaimer here: I am a Jiang Cheng enjoyer. I like his character. I enjoy that he is very flawed and volatile.#This episode of the audio drama has a lot of great breakdown scenes featuring JC - and they all deserve a feature.#But underlying this comic is a small meta comment of 'ah man I have too many comics of JC just wailing sadly'#My goal is to draw 6-8 comics per episode - I sometimes have to truncate and cut good scenes out.#Especially when a large majority is just different flavours of trauma and toxic relationships to your self-worth.#I would also like to make a note here that just because you lose the ability to do something that is very tied to your core identity-#-does not mean your life is over. It will feel like the end of the world. It will send you into a spiral of grief. It will hurt so badly.#Sometimes we do not realize how tied up our identities can be in certain things until we are cut loose.#You don't lose yourself. I promise the pain will fade in time. I promise you will find other things to tether you. I promise you will be ok #Life moves forwards. Time moves forwards. You move forwards.#Ego death just means an opportunity for ego rebirth. You are never committed to being the same person forever.#To wrap this around to JC: Yeah I love the twist with the core transfer but man I would have loved to see JC accept the loss.#Obviously it happens for a reason (story) but I can have my AUs. I can have these 'what-ifs'.#described in alt text #I'm trying it out! *please* give me feedback - I want to eventually Add image ID to all of these comics one day

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la-sera · 6 months

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"burn my body"

Hyrule dies in his Hyrule. The monsters managed to sacrifice him to resurrect Ganon.

Legend wants to grant Hyrule's last wish: burn my body.

#linked universe #link #zelda #lu legend #lu hyrule #downfall duo #major character death

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spoopkook · 7 months

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No. 2

"I'll call out your name, but you won't call back." Thermometer | Delirium | "They don't care about you."

Summary: the Captain needs their sleep

Mark's POV, first person

Word count: 1,813

Cw: major character deaths, isolation, insanity, survivors guilt, loss of memory, alcohol abuse, caps, delirium, repetition

Software update complete.

Good Morning Head Engineer. We are currently ERROR years into our journey. Coffee is en route. Current ship status is… ABSOLUTELY CATASTROPHIC

I-I-Initializing emergency Wakey Wakey Protocol.

Reviving Head Engineer.

Suddenly I was pushed out of my cryopod. Not this shit again. I clicked the 'blast shields close' button on the main console. Not again.

I looked around but the Captain was nowhere to be found?

There was no time to look as alarms blared.

Fire on the bridge. Error. Life support systems failing. Error.

I ran to life support.

I cranked the wheel as fast as I could trying not to pass out.

Oxygen levels rising.

Good News Head Engineer, the momentary lapse in oxygen extinguished the fire on the bridge.

Then came the ADS and the reactor and the warpcore. I activated the Event Horizon Protocol.

Now that the time sensitive emergencies were taken care of it was time to wake the rest of the crew. Luckily since I programmed the computer, it listens to me even though I'm not the Captain.

"Computer, wake the Captain," I commanded.

Error. Wakey wakey protocol disengaged.

"Why?!" I asked, infuriated.

Error.

"Computer, what is the error?"

Error.

"What is the-"

Error.

I groaned in frustration. This was useless. "Computer, wake Gunther."

Error. Wakey wakey protocol disengaged.

What was going on? "Computer, ship status?"

Ship status nominal.

"Computer, wake Burt."

Error. Wakey wakey protocol disen…

"What the fuck???!?!"

Error.

I didn't want it to come to this. But I'd need the cryo expert to solve this problem. Also she was the only option left out of the crew leads.

"Computer, wake asshat," I said through gritted teeth.

Error. Wakey wakey protocol…

And now I was worried.

"Computer, wake the colonists," I was getting desperate.

Error.

"Wake the Captain."

Error.

"Wake the crew."

Error.

"Wake-"

Error.

"Computer, can you do anything?"

No.

I punched the wall, tears in my eyes. But I wasn't giving up yet. I was the fucking head engineer dammit. I built this ship and I'd fix every 100,000 cryopods one by one if I had to.

First was the Captain's. I took a look but everything seemed to be in order. It looked the same as my cryopod. There was no explanation as to why the Captain's cryopod didn't engage Wakey Wakey Protocol.

I searched every cryopod. Every. Single. One.

I lost track of the hours… days… weeks…

It seemed useless. I couldn't wake anybody up. I couldn't fix the cryopods. I couldn't even reprogram the computer to get the wakey wakey protocols working again.

I tried over and over and over. Everything I could think of… until I just gave up. I cried banging on the cryopods. Trying to manually pry them open. Nothing worked.

I tried to put myself back into cryosleep.

Error.

Error. Error. Error. Error. Error. Error. Error. Error.

Over and over.

Everything was useless.

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I ate from the reserves. There was plenty. More than what was needed for my lifetime. No rationing needed. I never was in want of food.

I still tried some days. When I had the sudden motivation or maybe it was just the need to do something, anything.

It was never any use. I was a useless head engineer. I could never do anything right. Not the first invincible and now my entire ship was in peril once again.

I was all alone. Again.

It was my own mistakes. It was all my fault.

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"Captain! Captain… Captain. Please wake up. I need you. I need your guidance, your leadership, I need, I need…. You."

Time passed before I could realize it. Suddenly I had a beard and long hair. There was all the time in the world, but not enough time to pay attention to my appearance. There was no need to anyway. I would be alone for the rest of my life. I tried to do what I was supposed to. Keep the ship running, keep the cryopods in order. Eventually it ran out of power… and the cryopods' internal temperatures were rising to unsafe levels… the ship was running out of its oxygen supply.

There wasn't a single thing I could do. I was a prisoner in my own ship, trapped in a cage of my own making. I'd let them down. I'd let them all down.

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The isolation. The silence. The darkness.

It gets to you after awhile…

I don't know when the papers showed up. I knew I wrote them. I had to. I was the only one awake, possibly alive at this point. The oxygen was running low. It was getting to my head. My head. My head.

Weeks, days, years, hours, months, decades, what is time anyway? 24 hours in a day. The sun, the moon, they didn't exist out here. Nothing but the darkness of the ship and lingering light from celestial bodies when they were merciful enough.

Floating. Endlessly. For eternity.

I deserved it. I had failed my crew, my, my…

My captain, my dearest… and yet I couldn't remember their name. What was their name! Their name? Their name… my captain, the love of my life, what was their name?

And I'd never even told them how I feel.

I leaned against their cryopod. I pressed my hands and forehead against it as if it would will them to come out, will my brain to think of something miraculously… but it never came. They never left their cryopod.

I turned my back to them, sinking to the floor.

"I-I…" my voice was hoarse from barely using it. "I love you, Captain."

Guess it's no use remembering their name anyway.

"I'll call out your name, but you won't call back."

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The cryopods were all the wrong temperatures. The oxygen was far too low.

Everyone but me was dead.

~~~

But not even my death would save me from this fate. I ended up here again. And again. And again. And again. And again! And again. And again….

~~~

I may have found some liquor hidden away in Gunther's quarters…

"Oh Captain! Captain, come out, come out wherever you are! I know you're in there Captain. Come on, join the party. I'll bake you a caaaake~!"

I kicked their cryopod. "This isn't funny anymore, Captain," I said through gritted teeth. "You just want to ignore me, huh? I'm just disposable to you! A tool so you don't have to get your hands dirty!" In a mocking voice I said, "Oh I'm the Captain. I know what's best and sometimes that's sacrificing my dumb old crew who sacrifice EVERYTHING for me. I'm the Captain and I jump out the airlock for fun! Forget that Mark has to clean up the mess and fix the ship! How bout I blow everyone up just for funsies! It's not like every single 100,000 of us have plans and lives. Oh noooo. We're just here for the Captain. They can kill us for their own entertainment."

"They don't care about you."

"They don't care about me."

Tears threatened to fall from my watering eyes but my burning rage wouldn't allow it.

"It's good you're getting your beauty rest Captain! Good to know a nap is more important than our lives! Just like everything else. The Captain needs their sleep. A fucking sleepy head, huh."

"You know… it's no different Captain. Even with you here I have to do everything myself. You're no use anyway. It's better without you here!"

The clanking of the metal ship groaning didn't alarm me. About time this damn hunk of metal started falling apart. I am a joke of an engineer anyway. The Invincible II? Who was I kidding? I'm surprised she made it this far with a pathetic father like me.

But then I heard it. Shallow breaths. Coming closer. What was happening? The oxygen was low enough as it is.

"Who's breathing? Who's breathing?! THERE'S NOT ENOUGH AIR FOR ALL OF US! GIVE IT BACK! GIVE I-"

I stumbled to the ground.

There the Captain stood in the hallway. Like they had never left. Like they didn't rip a hole in my heart when they never woke up from their cryogenic slumber.

Was I hallucinating? I internally laughed at myself. Maybe I'm the one who needs their sleep after all.

But there they were.

"Captain?" It was undeniably them but I still posed the question. Not wanting to believe it.

"Captain." I got up from the ground.

"You're not here." Maybe telling my hallucination they're a lie would make them disappear. Leave me to what I know: solitude.

"You've never woken up here before."

"You were always gone."

I started to get choked up.

"I tried. I tried to keep them alive, Captain."

I walked towards the Captain and they backed away from me.

"But I go and I come back. I solve problems, and I go and I come back, and I go and I come back, and I always come back!"

The Captain held up their hands as if to defend themself.

"But this time… this time…" my thoughts were getting away from me.

The Captain reached out as if to give me a reassuring touch. Oh how long it'd been since I felt another person's touch…

Something blue glinted in the Captain's left palm.

"Captain, what's in your hand?" I asked them.

It was undeniable. It was the warp crystal.

"Where did you get that crystal?" I grabbed their hand. "You didn't shut it down did you?" I held them tight as they tried to break away.

"Was she right about you?" Dorene Whitacare… all she said about their poor leadership. The Universal Stability Agency… Gunther… they all saw the flaws while I was being led into a fool's paradise putting every once of my trust into their leadership!

"We trusted you!"

But who gives a fuck about the colonists. About the crew who all put their lives in the Captain's hands. I put more than my life in their hands. I gave them my heart. My soul. My eternity. And it led me to this endless hell! I gave them my everything and they didn't care about me.

"I trusted you, Captain!"

They finally pushed me away.

A buzzing sound hit my ears and the warp crystal glew, whirring to life.

"Captain!"

They disappeared in a flash of blue light.

They left me alone.

Again.

I'm so sick of being alone.

Sick of having time to think.

They were all right about the Captain.

The Captain caused all of this.

I was going to stop them even if I have to die for a thousand years. But I will stop them.

They don't care about the colonists and the crew. But most importantly, they don't care about me.

…Not in the way I care about them.

I'll call out 'I love you' but you won't call back.

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Steve's only 25 when it all catches up to him.

It starts off small, things people wouldn't even be able to tell is an early sign of something wrong. Misplacing keys, forgetting which day he has his shifts, what time he's supposed to get Robin. Robin notices though.

Robin knows Steve always keeps his keys on the hook next to Eddie's by the front door, that's where he always finds them, he's not misplacing the keys, he's forgetting the hook exists.

Robin knows Steve has the same shifts every week, they never change because they line up with Eddie's at the record store nearby. Robin knows Steve isn't forgetting what time he's supposed to pick Robin up, he's forgetting Robin moved away a few months ago after she graduated college.

Robin keeps noticing when the kids start calling her because the little things are becoming big things.

Robin notices when Dustin calls and tells her Steve thought he and Suzie were back together, "Like how crazy is that we broke up two years ago, I don't think I've even mentioned her lately."

Robin notices when Lucas calls and tells her Steve asked when his next game was, "The season ended months ago, he came to the finals."

Robin notices when Max calls and whispers softly, "He asked to take me to the skatepark, Robin, I told him I had to help mum. He's forgotten I'm blind Robin."

Robin wished she'd noticed sooner, maybe years ago when Steve was getting knocked around a lot. She wished she'd screamed in the face of those Russians to take her instead. She wished a lot of things when Eddie called her.

"He's in hospital, Birdie, he collapsed at work."

Robin is back in Chicago for the first time since she graduated. She wished she'd visited sooner.

"Do you think the feds are gonna let me go soon, Robbie? I mean it usually doesn't take this long for them to bring me the NDAs."

Robin hopes Steve doesn't notice her eyes going glossy as she runs her fingers through his hair, "Don't worry Stevie, I'm sure they'll be in soon, Dusty is probs just arguing over something in his."

"At least he isn't having to explain he raised a demodog. Did I ever tell you about that Robbie?"

Robin smiles softly, "Yeah but tell me again, don't want to forget any of it."

Eddie gives Robin the gist of what the doctors said, Eddie didn't understand much, a lot of technical words and shit. Too many concussions, more than they knew about most likely. They say it'll probably get worse with no timeframe of how quickly it'll happen, there might be good days, there will be a lot of bad days.

The first bad day comes a week later. Steve barely remembers Eddie, trapped in a time when Eddie was just the kids DM. Eddie sobs in the corridor in Robin's arms. The next day it's like nothing happened and Steve gets discharged. They tell Steve, this time Eddie is the one to comfort him.

"I don't want to forget you Eds."

"It's okay if you do, sweetheart, I'll still be here."

It's Robins idea to start writing everything down. Eddie, Nancy and the kids all help. Filling journals upon journals of stories and pictures of Steve's life to help on the bad days. Steve has to quit his job, Robin moves back to Chicago, they make it work.

On bad days depending on how far back Steve is Dustin or Robin or Eddie will read through the books with him, filling in the gaps of what he needs. On the worst days, Eddie leaves the pile of journals on the bed with a note and waits downstairs to see if Steve will join him later.

They make it work for a few years. Steve celebrates his 30th birthday with perfect clarity. He writes himself an entry in the journal next to a big group picture with Steve and Eddie's matching rings showing.

That July, over a decade since Starcourt, Steve is in hospital again. He'd collapsed at breakfast. Eddie had thought it was going to be one of their good days, Steve had woken up fine, all his memories in tact if a little fuzzy. He'd made them coffee and giggled at Eddie's singing while he made them eggs and just like that it all came crashing down.

Steve's brain is shutting down. They don't know if he'll make it past Christmas. There's more bad days after that. More days with books left on the bed. Most days Steve doesn't even come downstairs. On the good days, Eddie always calls off work. He'd rather be fired than miss a single second of Steve smiling at him like he does, so full of love.

They have Christmas, the whole family comes, they have to bring every chair from around the house and squish in around the table just to fit but it's perfect. Steve sits between Robin and Eddie, face bright and full of love and life. Everyone gives him the tightest hug as the night closes, all lingering, afraid of letting go.

"I love you, dingus."

"I love you too, Robbie."

Later, upstairs in their room, Steve and Eddie go through all the journals, laughing softly at each little note the kids have left. Steve writes his little journal entry, a tradition of good days, and curls into Eddie's arm whispering soft loving words to each other before falling asleep.

Steve never wakes up.

The funeral happens shortly after, all of the family is still in town. Robin holds Eddie afterwards as they go through the journals together. When they get to the last page, they struggle not to smudge the ink with their tears.

Dear Eds and Robbie,

I don't know how many more good days I'm going to get so I'm leaving this here for you now. I love you both so much, you're equally my soulmates and I want you two to look after each other while I'm gone.

Robs, go travelling with Nancy, ok? Thank you for looking after me all these years but it's time for you to go look after yourself. Go see the world for me, tell me all about it wherever I am when you get back.

Eddie, I'm sorry we didn't get as much time as we hoped, I hope you know that even just a day with you has been worth a lifetime with anyone else. Go follow your dreams, write music, perform, show the world how amazing I know you are. I give you full permission to fall in love with whoever you meet along the way, I don't want either of you guys to be alone.

Thank you for giving me a life worth remembering.

Your Dingus,

Stevie

#omfg i sobbed writing this im sorry #stranger things #steve harrington #stranger things s4 #eddie munson #st4 #steddie #stobin #robin buckely #angst #poor steve #concussions #memory loss #fuck i actually cried so much omfg #ficlet #major character death #tw major character death #tw death

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