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areallyyellowmango · 6 years

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Ey yoooo! You're art is amazeballs! I'm in AWE of your mad skillz, &hello my fellow TWDG!DuckLives AU fan?!? I'm not the only one who wishes that?!? Also, wild concept but, what do you think an AU where Both Duck & Sarah survive to continue traveling with Clem &AJ would be like? Sarah in S3? S4? How would things change or stay the same d'ya think?

Hey there, anon! Thank you so much! ♥ I’m glad you like my AU!

That’s a really good question actually. I hadn’t thought into it very much, but now that you’ve mentioned it, Sarah would be a very interesting character to see develop and grow, especially with both Duck and Clem around.

Here’s some headcanons for you! ♥(I got kinda carried away with this so there’s quite a lot, I hope you don’t mind fuhishfufhs)

By the end of season 2, Clementine’s relationship with both Sarah and Duck would change drastically based on whether she shoot Kenny or let him kill Jane, and so would their character developments from them on.

They’re both appalled if you choose to shoot Kenny. Since Sarah had developed a good bond with him, and Jane always regarded her as a liability, she would be taken aback by Clementine choosing to save Jane out of the two, especially after what she’d done to AJ. The scene would also bring her back the traumatic memory of what happened to her father, giving her an anxiety attack, as Duck mourns over his father’s dead body and confronts Clem about what she’d done. In this scenario, Duck and Clem’s relationship is greatly damaged for the time being, but can be restored later as Duck gets older and understands why Clementine made that call.

If you chose to let Kenny kill Jane, Duck is relieved, albeit shocked by what his father had done. Sarah is frightened of Kenny’s ruthlessness, and is distrustful of him from then on. You aren’t given the opportunity to leave Kenny behind, but you can still go into Wellington without him later.

A while later, into season 3, Clementine cuts some of Sarah’s hair for safety, like Lee taught her to.

Sarah lost her glasses while fleeing from a pack of walkers, so her vision isn’t as good as it used to be and she’s struck with dizziness constantly, another factor to keep her away from fights most of the time.

If Clem and the others stayed with Kenny instead of going into Wellington, he not only teaches Clementine how to drive, but also teaches Duck how to properly handle a rifle, which he picks up surprisingly fast. Before dying, he also teaches him how to hunt.

As age comes to him, Duck quickly abandons his loud, childish ways, and becomes a strong survivor and a cunning marksman. Kenny jokes that his little duckling is now flying off the water.

Kenny also teaches all of them how to properly handle a baby and all the care needed to keep AJ healthy and happy. Even though it takes a while for her to pick up on everything - and to be able to even carry AJ without getting a bit panicky -, Sarah loves looking out for him once she gets the hang of it. It takes her mind off of everything else going on around her, and they can all agree she looks like a complete different person when she allows herself to relax, picks AJ up in her arms and gives him cute baby talks.

Being older than Clem, Sarah is the first one she could possibly confide to when she ‘starts bleeding’. Sarah is a little (and by a little I mean utterly) embarrassed to talk about that, since she wasn’t ever given a proper explanation on why that happened to her either, but she tries her best to convince Clem that it’s not a big deal - it’s just a bit gross and painful.

When they tried to scavenge the New Frontier’s medicine for AJ, Sarah didn’t take part in it. Despite how much she loved AJ, the thought of going against their rules was beyond her. Of course, she wouldn’t tell on them, but she wouldn’t go along with their plans either.

Sarah was reluctant to leave The New Frontier after Clementine and Duck were kicked out for stealing their medicine. She didn’t want to live out in the woods anymore; without food, or water, or safety, and wanted a place to call home - and to stay with AJ in his final moments. She tried to convince them to take them back, but of course they wouldn’t listen.

Sarah attempts to escape with AJ once she realizes he’s alive and well, and that the illness is gone. The New Frontier catches her in act, and questions her for her treachery. They’re both left at the McCaroll Ranch, not long after.

When Clementine and Duck meet the Garcias, Duck gets to experience what it feels like to be jealous for the first time in his life, as he can’t get over Clem and Gabe’s strangely close bond and tries to step in the middle of it at every given opportunity. He blames it on protective sibling instinct, since he didn’t see Clem under a romantic light.

Come season 4, Clem and Duck have reunited with both AJ and Sarah at the ranch. Duck’s hunting has managed to keep them alive for a good while, even though they need to raction their food very strictly in order to stay alive.

Sarah is nearing young adulthood, and is now more secure of herself and can manage her emotions better, even if anxiety still strikes her more often than not. She can now kill walkers with more ease when necessary, and has a small knife as a weapon of choice; sharp enough to kill, but compact enough to not feel like a killer’s weapon.

She has developed good cooking and nursing skills, and even though they rarely have any medicine, she can improvise stitches and patches with very little material, one of the very few things she got out of The New Frontier, as she sometimes watched Dr. Lingard work when he was not drugged.

Sarah and Duck become polar opposite influences on AJ. Duck would be in favor of teaching him to preserve his own life at all costs, never hesitate, and justify his actions. Sarah, on the other hand, has never been supportive of violence and would stand by thinking before acting, and only resorting to killing when absolutely necessary. This polar dynamic would affect either of them after AJ pulled the trigger on Marlon at the school’s yard, depending on Clementine’s choice to teach AJ to justify or regret his actions.

At Ericson, Sarah wouldn’t talk much to the rest of the kids, and would rather stay on her own as she usually did. She would be very interested in bonding with Ruby, as she also shared the passion for nursing, but would be very intimidated by her attitude at first. Clementine would help her befriend Ruby, who she soon realizes to be really nice and sweet.

Duck wouldn’t get along with anyone at first, mostly because he’s very cold and shut to anyone else except Sarah, Clem and AJ. Clem could also help him make friends, even though it wouldn’t work out well at first. He’d be very dismissive of others’ attempts to befriend him, for the most part.

Duck would absolutely hate Louis at first glance. From the moment he started serenating Clementine, he knew he’d hate that guy’s guts.

Louis does his best to earn Duck’s respect. They’re eventually sent on a hunting party together, and Louis compliments his skills with the rifle, dissing Aasim’s “old fashioned grandma bow” and telling him to grade up. Duck chuckles and compliments him in return on the traps he’d built around the forest, but trying to keep it very lowkey. They eventually become good friends, after a short while.

He’d be very fond of Mitch and Willy. Willy reminded him of himself when he was young. and Mitch’s knife skills catched his eyes almost instantly.

Duck would love Rosie. He had a dog a little before the apocalypse started, which he loved beyond belief. Seeing a friendly dog again after so long made him instantly love her.

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chris-evans-imagine · 6 years

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Mistletoe

Prompt: Hey, can you do an imagine where y/n and chris meet at Chris Pratts bbq party after not seeing each other for a very long time and he finally asks her out. They've been friends since they've made a movie in 2005 and they've never been single when the other was single, so they were no good timing.. ☺️

A/N: I struggled a little to write this because i had a lot on my mind during this but i loved the request. Therefore, I wanna thank my beta readers because they helped me a lot, you’re amazing! @macca-mcsexy @avasimaginesblog

Warnings: Fluff, Chris!Daddy.

2005

“Hey, Chris, who’s him?” y/n asked his brother. He was on the BBQ, while everybody were about to go watching the game inside the house.

“A friend, his name’s Chris Evans. Met him on auditions, so I invited him…”

“Oh, he’s cute” Chris Pratt looked at his little sister. She had that naughty smile on her face, curtesy of the Pratt heritage.

“Seriously?”

“I’m just saying it to annoy you, big baby” Y/n knew that part of it was true. She actually meant it, but the moment she met his eyes, holy moly! She felt her heart racing. It was a cliché when people say that fireworks happen when you look into the right eyes. She felt the fireworks, the volcano exploding and the universe colliding.

After the game, everybody was leaving, y/n was on the kitchen, at her 22 years old, she was the youngest child of the family, sometimes she hated she was still the baby for all of them, but when it came to responsibilities, she was the one facing them, like cleaning up the mess after a party. She was carrying some of the garbage bags when he walked in.

“Oh… hi” he smiled. She smiled too. Inside she was terrified.

“Hello, you must be the other Chris” he nodded amused by the girl standing in front of him.

“I guess. I’m Chris Evans”

“Nice to meet you, y/n Pratt.” You must live one of this moments in your lifetime, when you just feel… magic.

“Oh, I was looking for your brother to say goodbye but let me help you” since she was glimpsed by him, she accepted the help. He took the bags as she walked in front of him, guiding the way.

“Thanks… hum, I don’t know where Chris is” she added.

“It’s fine. Hey, hum” she looked at him, paralyzed, her hands on her pockets “is that a dog?” he pointed the front park, she nodded. Damn. Her husky must’ve escaped again.

“Yes, that’s Fenway” she didn’t know if she pushed him and began running, after the dog. What she knew was the run wasn’t by herself, he was next to her. He whistled and Fenway stopped. She yelled at him and he stood there, almost laughing at the humans.

“So… Fenway?” she nodded as both of them knelt.

“He’s very friendly. And yes, my dad gave it to me when I was 18, I wanted a cool name, so he was nameless for the first days” they walked together and sat on the sidewalk, Chris caressed Fenway but kept looking at her “and one day we were watching the news, the name came up and he barked… so, that was it” he smiled. She was funny, nice and… something he couldn’t explain.

Suddenly both of them were touching the dog and then, their looks met. The space between them felt like the sea, it became shorter and shorter. He felt her sweet breathing, she was dizzied by his manly smell.

“They found him!” she heard her brother yell breaking the spell.

***

2009

Her brother’s wedding was beautiful. Something happened when he saw a blonde, tall guy as she walked down the aisle. What the damn hell? Something shut down the moment she realized he wasn’t by himself. There was a gorgeous woman sitting next to him. She needed to keep it together.

When Chris saw y/n, he experienced something he has only lived once: his heart skipped a beat. The first time it happened was the moment their sight met at the BBQ. She was beautiful. The years had been good to her. Suddenly, he felt the hands of his companion and sighed.

***

2013

Against all odds, he could make it to Jack’s first birthday!

He rang the bell, funny how universe works, y/n was nearby and heard it. She was barely able to walk by now but she made her way towards the door. She opened to meet the reason of her younger fantasies.

Chris’s jaw almost hit the ground. Her hair was lighter, her cheeks pinkier and her belly swallower. She was radiant.

“Chris, hi” she spoke. He smiled.

“Wow… you’re beautiful, y/n” she smirked back. And shrugged.

“Thanks, come on in”

“Thanks, I didn’t know you were pregnant”

“Yeah, I got married almost a year ago and now… well, this” she pointed. Y/n didn’t know if it was her son kicking or butterflies flying inside her belly.

“I’m really happy for you”

***

2017

A few months after y/n gave birth to Samuel, Chris became a father himself. He didn’t got married to her daughter’s mom, but still had a great relationship with her. Ava Evans was his entire world, at age 3, she was already taking all over the world.

Today was a regular day, were Chris was invited to spend New Year’s at the Pratt’s place. Ava was almost asleep on the backseat. He didn’t mind. He knew his daughter was independent and smart. She reminded him to another girl he had met long time ago. Despite the years, he still experienced the purity and the pleasing moment they had the very first day.

Once there, he thought on the odds of seeing her. He wondered over the years of her as a mother, of her as woman.

Chris Pratt opened the door and invited him a sparkling wine, which he denied since he was driving. The main reason he’d agreed going there was that his friend was struggling with his first holidays being separated from Anna. It didn’t cross his mind that through the decorations and the lights, she’d be there. y/n was pointing at something, a little boy was standing next to her. He looked a lot like her. She lifted up her sight to meet his.

“Daddy? Can I go play?” Chris nodded, speechless, Ava denied with his head, daddy didn’t help to take off her coat, and she did it anyway. “Wait… who is she?”

“An old friend, come one, sweetie, I want you to meet her” Chris and y/n had that connection, where the whole world could be falling apart and they’d be still looking at each other. Chris was different than she remembered, he looked older. But so much more handsome, if that was even possible, that beard made him look… interesting. If it wasn’t for the naughtiness that sparked on his blue eyes, she would’ve imagined he was with a little girl.

“Hey, Chris” she leaned to kiss her cheek. The little boy almost hid behind her, Ava was holding her daddy’s hand.

“It’s so good to see you, it’s been what? Four years?” she nodded amused. “Hum, this is my daughter, Ava. Ava, this is Y/N and her son Samuel”

“Oh, it’s really nice to meet you, you’re so beautiful, Ava”

“You’re really beautiful too, y/n” Chris was quite surprised, Ava was really jealous when a female approached too much.

“Samuel, come to say hi” Samuel smiled, was pretty much the opposite of Ava.

“Hey, Jack’s upstairs, there’s the nanny. I think they’re watching a movie” her sister came to instruct the kids’ entertainment.

“Can we go, daddy?” Ava held Samuel’s hand and since Chris nodded, made their way upstairs.

“So… how’s my baby sister?” the older brother asked trying to host the evening. She shrugged. But before she could say something, he excused himself, leaving them alone.

“I was very interested on your answer, you know…”

“Oh, well. I’ve been investing, since I became a mother I wanted to have more time for Ben and I decided that business was my thing. So I help little enterprises to grow and it’s going great. I got divorced almost a year ago and that’s pretty much what you missed of my life” she grabbed her hair and put it behind her ear.

“Oh, it sounds amazing! The… business thing, not that you got divorced, I’m sorry about that”

“Well… that’s stuff that happens, sometimes you love a person but you’re not happy and it’s for the best, I think. What about you?”

“I’m starting to direct movies, which it’s a whole new world that I love. I have the most amazing partner in crime”

“Oh” she murmured.

“Yeah, Ava is great” he added.

“Oh, I thought you meant her mom or… never mind, I’m just jumping into conclusions”

“You don’t have to apologize, y/n” he added amused by her red cheeks.

“Yeah. I think I’ll go the kitchen to check something”

“I’ll go with you, if you don’t mind. I don’t know many people” she felt her muscles tensing. It wasn’t a big deal, right?

He help her checking some stuff. They talked about a million things, from one moment to another, it was almost time. They had talked about their kids, their relationships, families and work. They were inside they’re very own bubble, until two little kids came to pop it.

“Mommy?”

“Hey, sweetie, what’s going on?”

“I told Ava that we should come to give you a hug because it’s the last hug of the year!” Chris smiled at the sweet picture. Ava was already on his lap and Samuel on y/n’s. Both kids hugged their parents. The little girls whispered at his father’s ear.

“I like her and you like her, and Sammy likes you too, here” she handed her a mistletoe. And winked. That girl was pure sassiness and attitude.

“Where did you watch this, honey?” Chris asked almost laughing.

“We saw it on a movie earlier” she shrugged, kissed his cheek and took Samuel with her to the way back. Chris was smiling.

“I’ll go walk them” y/n disappeared and in that moment, he felt his heart racing. Yes, it was an innocent thing. After all this years, was that what he needed to kiss those red lips?

She was standing on the frame of the door when he saw something above her.

“Don’t move” she arched her eyebrow. He walked towards her, grabbed her neck before proclaiming her lips as his. He kissed her slowly, testing her sweetness. She sighed against his lips, the sensation was worth the almost thirteen years they had waited.

He took his time, exploring her mouth, using his tongue on her lower lip. Y/n had her arms around his neck, his hands were on her lower back. His touch was just like he had imagined it after all those years. They were there. Singles, with a kid each, but… there.

“What was that for?” she asked. He smiled against her lips.

“Mistletoe... and two little rascals”

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chxrlotte-linlin · 6 years

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Retrospective(Verse: Future)

LinLin’s life had changed drastically after she woke up from her year-long food coma. She came back to consciousness only a few weeks ago, slowly returning to her full glory. The Yonko was still very thin, but thanks to sugar IV lines and high calory sweets she was on a good way to get back to her old shape.

Munching on some tarts, she looked out of her bedroom window and sighed. The Chateau was newly built and recently had finished. It was very similar to the old one, yet a little smaller in size. LinLin leaned back and closed her eyes exhausted. This morning she felt a little dizzy but hoped it would go away soon. A servant came in to see after her. As he was sure she was okay, a doctor came in to check her IV lines. The change was quick and LinLin was left alone again. While she was in her coma, she dreamt a lot of stuff from her past which made her left thinking. From the earliest memories, she somehow was able to remember to most recent ones with the Strawhats and the disastrous Tea Party a few years ago.

A frustrated sigh escaped her mouth and she got up slowly, stretching herself, being sick of staying in bed all the time. Walking over the window, LinLin tilted her head slightly as a headache started to form in her head.

“Blasted, this pain is just returning at the most inconvenient times...” she muttered, glaring outside the rainy Island. It was raining for a few days by now which made the whole situation not really better. A knock on her door makes her turn around a little too fast, her head was spinning again. With a low growl, she called whoever was outside.

It was Compote who wanted to look after her mother. On her face was a gentle smile and she came in with grace.

“Mama, good to see you awake. I was afraid you were too exhausted after yesterdays exercise to even get up! Sorry. Here, I brought you fresh baskets of fruits. Your favorites on top of that!” Compote exclaimed friendly, putting down the baskets on a table. Her look went back to her mother and she frowned.

“Are you alright Mama?” she asked worried, getting over to her. LinLin brushed it off quickly, shrugging in response. “I just feel a little tipsy, that’s all. Nothing too bad.” she took a grapefruit from the basket and bite out a bit, munching it away in no time. It was really delicious.

“How is Forge doing. I heard he has returned from a mission not long ago?” LinLin asked her daughter who nodded in agreement.

“Indeed so, Forge returned a few days ago and is currently resting in the Seducing Woods” Compote exclaimed, opening one of the windows of the room to let in fresh air. “Oven has accompanied him as well but he is still away as he had a little detour to make. But he will be back soon as well.” LinLin raised a brow interested, so Oven really did his own thing for once? Seems that has changed as well over the last years she thought to herself. A moaning escaped her mouth as the pain in her head started anew.

“Compote, be a doll and give me one of these painkillers on my nightstand...My head is killing me.” she groaned, sitting down on the bed frustrated. Her daughter brought over the pills which were taken in no time.

“Tell Forge I want to talk with him later today. It’s been a long time since we had a talk...a real one...” LinLin muttered exhausted. Compote nodded but wondered what her mother meant with that. She went out of the room quickly as it was time for her to look after Streusen who was in a room just aside of her mother’s. The old man withered down an awful lot, making him literally helpless. This was not only grating on Compote’s mind, the other siblings as well and even LinLin were aware of that fact. For the latter one was it a blessing in disguise in a way. The once so jealous old man turned into a whiney, little brat in an old man's body, not knowing how to do anything alone anymore. It was irony in a way, for now, he was the one dependent on others, not the other way around.

She remembered the day she had found out she was pregnant with the Triplets and told it to Forge, back then they were still married and a happy young couple. LinLin closed her eyes and thought back on the wonderful memories, blending out the reason why she cried later on that day. It was long overdue to talk about him and her feelings for him which stayed pretty much the same over all these years. She wanted to feel his touch again, his rough skin against her own, laying down with him to simply do nothing at all. Hell, her kids seemingly done a good enough job to run this Island without her, so maybe...but that was a thought for another day.All the other husbands she couldn’t care less about, only Forge stayed in her memory and if it wouldn’t have been for Streusen, they probably would have stayed together. She felt how tears started to form in her eyes. Rubbing her face vigorously, LinLin tried to stop the flow which worked, barely.

“I wonder if he still feels the same way about me...” she muttered to herself, putting a strand of hair behind her ear. LinLin’s reflection was showing a woman that looked worn out, black bags were under her eyes, wrinkles even deeper due to the absence of fat that usually donned her face, making it look feisty, strong and durable. She hoped that it would return in time, giving her back her old look and strenght.

Back with Compote:

She just came into Streusens room, opening the windows and checking on him. He was vast asleep, a plush dog was tightly held by him which was a present from Forge, Compote asked him to do that for him and the Blacksmith agreed begrudgingly, for the sake of his stepdaughter. Ever since the fall from the Chateau, his mind deteriorated at a quick pace, making him literally a living vegetable by now.

The eldest daughter gently stroke his forehead, fixing his pillow a little bit. The old man barely reacted, a mumbling was all he could manage to bring out. His tongue licked his lips, seemingly he was dreaming. Maybe he was hungry, soon it was lunch time and he always had a big appetite. Compote sighed, knowing what trouble it would be to feed him later on, he was always so antsy and would try his best to throw away his dish over the whole table. She decided to give him something to drink, to moisten his mouth a little. This try was futile however as his lips pressed together tightly, forbidding every kind of fluid to get into him. With a slightly annoyed sigh, Compote gave up and left his room, lighting up a little light for him, as it started to get darker outside due to the rain clouds. He always was afraid of the darkness which broke Compote’s heart more than often. As he was a little agiler and his mental capacities better, he would come crawling into her bed, searching for comfort. She always accepted that as she knew he couldn’t help himself, feeling scared and alone. Even after he started to call her Mama a good year and a half ago, she kept her stance on the ever loving, forgiving daughter.

“I wonder how long it will rain this time...” she muttered to herself as she ran into Oven who was on his way to their mother. He rubbed his head and apologized for his rush.

“Oven, what’s the matter, why are you in such a hurry? And when you came back? Just now?” a literal tree of questions which were answered by her brother one by one.

“Be quiet though, Mama felt a little dizzy and can’t use any ruckus at the moment. You think you’re able to manage that?” she looked at her younger brother who nodded with a grin.

“Yes my dearest sister, I won’t forget it” he laughed, making his way to LinLin’s room. Compote simply rolled with her eyes, going down the hall in the throne room. She had to deal with important business and needed to settle a few things. Her brother PerosPero was at her side, helping her to keep the chaos in line. He was a big help and Compote was ever glad to have him at her side. They were a pretty good duo and were able to work together quite nicely which in hindsight was even better for Whole Cake Island.

They decided to lead the whole business until their mother was back at her full power and rested enough, for now, they took the pressure on ruling on them alone. Fruit and Candy Island was ruled by them at the same time, co-managing everything together. Daifuku, who was the newest Member of the Sweet Commanders, taking the place of Snack who had mysteriously vanished a while ago, was busy with his island and other business so he was barely on Whole Cake, same goes for Smoothie, Cracker, and Katakuri. They were closely working together with the newly formed First Defense Line Squad, which basically contained members of former Husbands of Big-Mom who lived in the Seducing Woods and after their banishment was broken, they started to fight alongside Compote and the others for Totland.

One Member of this troop was Forge, he was the Commander of them and leader and well known as the second Husband of Charlotte LinLin. They had a loving relationship and were together for a very long time. That was until she had born his children, after that, Streusen actively drove them away from each other, banishing Forge from ever entering WCI again.

This was long gone by now, however, yet a stinging feeling had stayed back, hunting him up to this date. Now that he learned that LinLin wanted to speak with him, a small dew of hope grew in his heart, hoping for a happy end.

He walked up to the Chateau a while later, fixing his attire so it wouldn’t look too shabby. As Forge entered the Chateau, he was greeted by the Servants and Compote who just came down with a stack of papers.

“Forge, it’s good to see you. Mama is waiting for you already. She is in her room.” she exclaimed, hurrying down another hallway. Forge nodded and made his way up to LinLin. He was a little nervous but did his best to stay civil. As he arrived at his former wife's door, Forge gently knocked on the door, waiting for a word of the Yonko. It came shortly later and with steady steps he entered her room, looking around until he found her. She was sitting on her bed, her hands folded on her lap, looking a little more relaxed as before. Her petite features instead of the usual bigger ones were a nice little change and made Forge feel like he was young again. Of course she looked a lot older now but still, it was something you don’t forget that fast.

He bowed in front of her, taking her hand to kiss it. LinLin had to chuckle slightly. She enjoyed his kisses still up to this date.

“It’s good to see you, Forge” she began, patting her left side of the bed. “Come, sit with me, I would like to chat with you a little more. For old times sakes...” her voice was softer as usual which probably was due to the effects of the painkillers she was on currently.

“Same I can say for my part” he replied solemnly, thinking about the day they broke up. “Glad to see you awake again. I was worried to be honest that you wouldn’t regain your consciousness, thankfully I was wrong” he added quickly, a wave of relieving washed off him. LinLin shook her head.

“You should know me better, I am not so easily beaten. My body may be malnourished now but I will soon regain my old strength back, and then my revenge will be hot like the sun, that i promise” she growled, cracking her knuckles dangerously.

“But that is not the reason why I called you to me today. In fact, Forge, I wanted to apologize...” she muttered, looking on the ground. “Apologizing for letting me drag myself into Streusen’s doctrine of throwing out my husbands after they gave me children” LinLin added, her tone of voice was changing indeed, it sounded sorrowful now. She looked at Forge and his reaction. He was silent the whole time.

“I still love you and wondered... I wondered if you still feel the same for me as I do...” she finally confessed which made Forge thinking for a moment. The man took LinLin’s hand and held it tightly, stroking the upper side of it.

“My feelings haven’t changed at all, over these past years, they grew even stronger, I think. I waited so long for your confession, the small hope I had deep down in my heart really turned out to be true...” LinLin blushed at this, smiling coyly.

“So...you’re not mad at me for throwing you out?” she asked a little unsure. Normally she would have reacted otherwise but her head was still cloudy. Forge shook his head slowly.

“No, in the contrary, I found many good friends after you banished me. They grew on me over time, like brothers.” Forge explained, all the while stroking LinLin’s giant hands. “Well now there is no more Streusen to stop us from anything, am i right?” he started, looking at her with a challenging look. She chuckled and nodded her head.

“Indeed, he is too busy with being a big baby by now” LinLin retorted, making both laughing in unison. They had a good laugh about it but decided to stop. It was not they enjoyed to mock the former Chef, but in a way, it was also sad enough to see him in such a vulnerable state.

“I made him a plush dog not so long ago, he literally hadn’t let go of it the whole time. Constantly having it by his side. He even talks with the plush. Compote told me the other day” he said, rubbing her knuckles gently. LinLin tilted her head amused.

“He really does that?” she asked, not really believing it. Forge nodded and took her hand. “I can show you. He just woke up it seems. I heard him babbling from outside the door” the blacksmith led LinLin out of her room and into Streusen’s. She wasn’t here for a little while, too busy with sleeping and regaining her strength. What she saw, truly shocked her. The old man was staring at a plush dog, stroking his fur slowly, talking incoherent words to him, seemingly telling him something. He didn’t realize the newcomers in his room, too focused on his furry friend.

LinLin slowly walked up to him, looking down at him with a frown. Forge followed closely.

“Streusen?” she asked carefully. He didn’t even react to her words. The former chef rocked himself back and forth, engulfed in his own little world. Forge shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

“As i said, totally spaced out. The poor fella doesn’t even recognize when he needs the bathroom. I pity him in a way, no one deserves such a fate, not even him.” Forge mused, seeing how drool dropped down Streusen’s mouth. He took a handkerchief and wiped it away softly. As both turned around to go, a strike of clarity hit Streusen and he turned around to them, a sad look on his face.

“LinLin, don’t leave me alone..” he muttered with a broken voice. The woman swallowed hard, trying not to look at him. “I-i am sorry...sorry sorry so sorry for everything...i..i..” as quick it came, it was lost again, leaving him babbling random words, his look glassy, spaced out as before. LinLin felt nauseatic out of sudden and had to leave the room. It was too much seeing him like that.

“Are you alright, Lin?” Forge asked, embracing her frame gently. The woman nodded, keeping her emotions together.

“Yeah, I am fine. It was just...strange, that’s all” she muttered, stroking her arm absent-minded. Forge laid an arm around her and started:

“Maybe you should go back in and make peace with him. It would be a good closure for you both, don’t you think?” they heard Streusen sobbing in his room which soon turned into loud wailing. Compote was alarmed and stormed up to see what was wrong with him. LinLin was sitting at Streusen’s bedside, holding him in her arms, stroking his head slowly. As her oldest daughter came in she was shocked to see her with him in her arms.

“Mama? What happened?” she asked confused, looking at the old man holding onto LinLin’s nightgown tightly, tears streaming down his wrinkly old face. Her mother rocked the former Headchef in her lap like she used to do it with her other children. It brought tears to Compotes eyes, watching the scene with a heavy heart.

“Nothing, I just made amends with Streusen, that is all. A closure if you will...” she muttered, not really sure why she did it either way. He had hurt her so many times, yet she couldn’t get it over her heart to leave him like that. “Maybe you should take him now, I think he already forgot who I am as he gets kind of fidgety here...” LinLin stated dryly, handing over Streusen to Compote who took him instantly. Then she left with Forge, they were walking hand in hand, as they used to do so way back. A smile was on both their faces. The Minister of Fruits wondered what really happened and simply watched them leave, trying to calm down her father.

“It`s okay Papa...no need to cry. I am here now” she whispered in his ear, walking around with him a little bit. As she sat down in a rocking chair, a picture book fell into her lap, making her raising a brow. It was a photo album to be precise. Compote was curious and took a look at some of the pictures. It showed the early times of their Crew, only with Streusen, LinLin, PerosPero, herself, Katakuri, Oven and Daifuku. They looked happy in most of the pictures which made Compote dwell in memories. She showed some pictures to Streusen who simply looked at them, not really able to judge where they belong to. At least he stopped crying she thought, busy stroking his head.

Back with the old couple:

It finally stopped to rain and the clouds started to wither away, making space for the sun and her rays of warmth. Forge and LinLin were standing on the balcony of her room, gazing into the horizon, hand in hand like so many years ago. They enjoyed the bright light and soft breeze that set in. LinLin closed her eyes and thought herself back to her 19th birthday and the night they spent together.

“You know, Forge? I think I am going to stay off duty for a little longer. My kids seem to make a decent job in running the country without me. A short while more won’t make a difference. More time to enjoy other activities...” she whispered in his ear, making him blush a little.

“Like in old times?” he retorted cheekily, rubbing her knuckles gently. LinLin nodded with a smirk, nudging him jokingly. Then he let him step on her hand, lifting him up to her face. They stared into each other’s eyes deeply before joining in a passionate kiss, like they did so many years ago.

The end

//this was inspired by a thread I have with @ask-oven . It’s sort of an Au where LinLin originally didn’t want to discard her husbands after giving her children, Streusen was the one who suggested doing so, giving him no concurrence or whatsoever. He is a very jealous old man and a little pervert as well I have to admit. At least how i wrote him here. And Streusens end? Well in a way he deserves a destiny like this, yet it’s hard to watch someone prideful, reduced to nothing more than an overgrown baby. This woven in another HC I have about him which happens to him after the fall from the Chateau. Either way, hope you guys liked it. It took me quite a while to write it lol//

#charlotte linlin #charlotte family #One-piece #fanfiction

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