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trippygalaxy · 1 year

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Hello! Mind if I submit a request? Your Warriors one turned out so well!

As far as gift-giving for each of the chain goes, what kinds of things do you think they'd like to receive?

(Also--and you can totally say no to this--could I write shorts based off of yours answers? I'm genuinely curious as to what you'd think, and I've hit writers block currently for the requests I have in my own inbox 😓)

You're doing great, by the way!!

Courage and Gifts

OMG YES! Love this idea and you can totally write something based off this!!!

(Edit: HOLY SHIT! This took longer than expected! I struggled so much with Four and Legend so I'm sorry if those ones are out of character!)

Requests: Open!

Time

Joke Gifts!

Time has a secret appreciation for gag gifts but will NEVER admit it out loud unless he wants the boys to constantly give him walking canes or the medieval equivalent to Werther's Originals. But nevertheless, he does appreciate the gift/joke when he's out of sight.

Oh, please give him a pun book. His eye(s) will light up when he realizes what it is, but be prepared cause he isn't gonna shut up any time soon.

Ocarina

A new ocarina and new memories. He won't admit it but he chest does get tight at the sight of it, but his heart flutters in the same beat. He's gentle as he takes it into his hands, admiring the wooden instrument in it's construction. Now, he is more used to the 12 holed ocarina but isn't against learning how to use other kinds of ocarinas, magical or not.

Warriors

Bouquet of Flowers

Such a soft and beautiful gift will warm his heart! Being so used to the harsh memories of wars and death, the sight of the beautiful bouquet makes him stutter for a moment. It takes a second for him to register that this is for him. The delicate petals, the vibrant colours, they contrast the bloodied swords and shields. It's....nice.

Earrings

Warriors strikes me as someone who has a collection of earrings. Now, seeing as he is a Captain he can't carry such things around with him. It not because he's embarrassed or ashamed (quite the opposite actually), it's simply a safety hazard and would take up more room than necessary. So he keeps such things in his quarters back home, which means he has had the same simply earrings in for months.

So, its easy to say he got excited when he opened the small box he was handed and saw what was inside. He'll put them in immediately and practically prance around camp!

Twilight

Handmade Blankets

Twilight grew up in a small village, so gifts like this aren't unfamiliar! Most of his blankets back home were gifts to him, so being given a similar gift fills him with nostalgia! He melts even more if he was given the thick woven blanket because the gifter was concerned he gets cold. (Tbh he's probably a living furnace but it's still nice!)

Bandana

At first he's very confused at the gift but still appreciated it! It was a lovely green that went well with his armor and tunics. And as he tied it around his neck, it fit perfectly! It wasn't too tight or loose and it didn't bother his neck. As much as Twilight enjoys the gift he can't help but be confused...and a little suspicious.

He continued to fiddle with the bandana even when you made a hasty retreat. Suddenly, he fingertips ran across something that stuck off from the fabric. Twilight gives a light tug and pulls off the bandana to get a closer look only to find a tag. At a closer look he notices the brand on the tag.

It was a fucking dog brand bandana.

Sky

New Wood Carving Tools

A new set of carving tools would mean a lot to him! I'd like to think that he has two sets that he owns, a very well made set that is back at Skyloft and one decent set that he carries on him at all time. The ones on him have seen almost as much as he has, and have been chipped beyond repair. BUT to be gifted with brand new tools that beat any tools he had at home is truly baffling!

Plushie

Something soft, tiny and comfortable to sleep with?! SIGN HIM UP! The soft fabric, the cute aesthetic and thoughtfulness! He loves it and couldn't be more happy, and if you sewn it yourself? DOUBLE LOVE!! He doesn't care what the others have to say, he is holding that plushie to his chest every damn night! Bonus points if it is a loftwing and bonus bonus points if its red!

Wild

Recipe Book

A BOOK FILLED WITH NEW AND INTERESTING RECIPES?! How could he refuse such a brilliant gift! Now, as much as Wild loves cooking and experimenting with all sorts of food, he also loves learning about the culture surrounding these dishes! It is served with other specific dishes? Is it associated with certain events? How common is it? Or is it considered a cuisine! Bonus points if these foods are from your background! He has many questions.

Masks

Wild certainly has a large collection of masks, so large that it almost rivals the old man's! Almost. But he is always happy to add to his odd collection, especially if its more monster masks! He'll be more than happy to sit down and listen to you as you explain the origin of this mask! The more scary the better!

Legend

A Unique Item (Handmade items/gifts. I.e. art work, clothes, jewelry etc)

What do you get the man who -quite literally- has everything? Something one of a kind! Something that was made out of love and struggle (and maybe tears but who am I to say). Whether it's simply or complex gift he'll love it all the same. The fact you thought to make something from scratch just for him warms his heart. Even if he won't admit it!

Sea Shells

He's very very confused at first. He didn't mean to sound rude as he asked why you give him a sack of shells, but he was quick to regret his tone as you shrink back. But the reason you gave nearly brought him to tears.

You quietly said you've been collecting them for him, collecting them from everywhere the group has been. But as he continued to press, you admitted you wanted to gift him something to that when he left -when everyone left- he'd know that this was real. That everyone was real. And that he had friends from across time and space.

Four

Customized Hammer

Not only would Four love a new forging/blacksmithing hammer but on that customized for him?! He would be so giddy! Now, you may be asking, how is it a customized hammer? What makes it special?

The sides of the hammer are engraved with images! And these images look like a familiar small mouse creature~ They are subtle in their design and from an outsiders view, it'll look like some sort of logo!

Jeweled Bracelet

Something small but strong, either brought or made. Inlaid in the bracelet are four gems that sit side by side. Four gems of vibrant colours, each one representing each part of him. The inside of the bracelet -the part that rests again his skin- holds his initials. The metal is a harsh contrast to his warming skin, he really likes it.

Hyrule

New Flowers/Herbs

A hobby of Hyrule's is pressing flowers and herbs in his journal, which is filled with information about everything single plant found in it (based on this headcanon). Being given something to add to his collection brings him so much joy and excitement! Oh, how he can't wait to find out what interesting properties these plants might have! Bonus points if you gifted specific flowers to him cause they reminded you of him! Bit of a warning, he might get extremely flustered!

Compass

For a traveler, he tends to get lost quite a bit huh? He will be quite grateful for a compass to help whenever he steps off the trail! Though at first he is quite embarrassed and tries to say that, while he appreciates the gift he doesn't need a compass that bad! Hyrule accepts the gift after getting a stern look from some members *ahem* Time *ahem* of the group.

Wind

A Ship in a Bottle

A thoughtful gift that reminds him of home. When presented with the gift he has to contain the squeal of joy! (He fails but don't tell anyone) He turns the bottle over in his hands, trying to see every detail of the ship trapped inside. Bonus points if the ship itself resembles Tetra's boat. (A few tears might fall but that's a secret between you and him)

A Beaded Bracelet

It doesn't matter if it's hand made or store bought, he loves it with his whole heart! Whether the beads are crafted by the most talented craftsmen or by a simple tool, he admires every detail and every nick in the wood (intentional or not!). He can't help but smile as he slips it onto his wrist, it reminds him of the matching bracelets his little sister used to make for both of them.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe headcanons #linked universe au #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #reader insert #kinda? i guess?#lu the chain #request #ITS DONE!#I OPEN YOU GUYS LIKE IT!#💫star may💫#tales out of orbit

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atonalginger · 5 months

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Final Update for Starborn Saga

It's done. It's up there! You can find it on ao3

Here

a snippet:

“Hey Cap,” Jazz’s voice came through the speaker, cutting off Delgado, “Real glad you showed up. These battleships’ shields are next level and I can’t run the whole battery through my targeting system. Care to take some and we can pop those bastards like party balloons?” “Goose can patch them in,” Lila hit the thrusters to dodge fire and lurched forward, pulling up to fire on a smaller fighter that tried to buzz her ship. For being a 40m hauler, the War Bard was an nimble as a Deimos fighter. “Hell yeah he can!” Jazz laughed, “Kids a fucking Wiz!” “Cut the chatter!” Delgado yelled, “Get them away from the fucking Key!”

To start from the beginning you can click here.

#starfield fanfiction #sam coe x spacefarer #sam coe #starfield spoilers #atonalginger writes #my art #Its done!#Starborn!Sam #I did it!#thank you to everyone who supported me while I wrote this!#Thanks for reading!#WEE

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apinchofm · 1 year

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In Her Own Right

Lord Sheffield approaches the Sharmas with an offer, and Edwina learns to negotiate her own future.

#bridgerton fic #completed fic #its done!#edwina sharma #matthew bagwell #kate sharma #mary sharma #lady danbury #anthony bridgerton #benedict bridgerton #marina thompson #lucy granville #female inheritance #edwina should be allowed to be slightly unhinged lol #bridgerton

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bastionbibi · 3 months

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SIKE u thot i had fallen asleep but instead i updated my fic instead.

Yes i just posted it today but my laptop is here again so im going a little ham at the moment so

#fic updates #its done!

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wallacejwriting · 1 year

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CITY OF FRACTURED DREAMS ☾ a political scifantasy

the first in the book of farside series

genre | scifantasy, dystopia audience | adult pov | third person limited, multiple povs

premise | Two siblings, torn apart eight years ago, struggle to reunite as the returning apocalypse threatens to ignite civil war across their divided city.

themes & tropes | loyalty, found family, grey morality, impossible choices, ignoring the apocalypse due to class warfare, queerness, neurodiversity, chronic illness, redemption, corruption, the power of love & friendship, anti-capitalism, class division, crime & punishment, corrupt law enforcement, anti-military & anti-police, kaiju, quirky inventions, tragedy & hope in equal measures, dragon riders, psychic bonds with animals/familiars, Magic A is Magic A

content warnings | graphic violence & imagery, death & murder, characters who kill and enjoy it, addiction & recovery, violence against animals and children, abuse, body horror, terminal illness, depictions of negative mental health experiences, organized crime, forced drug use, unintentional misgendering & deadnaming

☾ SYNOPSIS

Sixteen years after its leader stopped the apocalypse, civil unrest grows ever stronger on the floating, island city of Tairkyda. The widening division between Topside, those who live above the ground, and Underside, those who live below it, threatens to tear the city in half. And news of a returning apocalypse portal is about to send the city far past its tipping point Eight years ago, siblings Cináed and Kat were torn apart in a rescue attempt gone wrong. Kat, rough and crass, was thrown back into Underside, while Cináed, studious and gifted with casting magic, was dragged into the light of Topside to be trained as a Caster. Now, as Cináed’s graduation nears, the two finally have a real chance at reuniting. But on graduation night, an ocean explosion rocks the island and brings more bad news: Tairkyda’s elite fighting force, the Dragonguard, is dead, and with their death, a chance at power opens up. Once that news spreads, everyone will try to seize it. A political activist determined to be taken seriously; a crime lord looking to cheat death; a sentinel who knows the outside is worse than his neighbours; a fallen warrior attempting to rise; and a mad scientist who seeks only to take advantage of the chaos and destruction. At the centre are Cináed and Kat. Cináed, who is asked to stay in Topside, to help, even as they seek ways to go home, and finds themself torn between their loyalty to their sister and their loyalty to their city. And Kat, who chases every lead down into the darkness, heedless of the danger all around. In their quest, both find themselves dragged into the politics and civil war of their city, and onto increasingly opposite sides. Now, it’s not just a matter of if, or when, Cináed and Kat will find one another, but also if they, and their city, will still be recognizable when they finally do.

☾ CHARACTERS

Cináed: 18, they/them. An Undersider who was forced to live and study in Topside for the last eight years. They have a strong loyalty to their sister, and to those they care about, and want nothing more than to go home without losing the friends they've made in Topside. Something that may not be possible.

Kat: 21, she/her. An Underside forcibly separated from her sibling. She's spent eight years learning to fight, taking on fights, and gambling on her own fights. Rough, tough, and far too cocky. Also, doesn't know Cináed is trans, or Cináed.

Rhys: 17, they/them. An Undersider who loves their mom very much and has powerful Farside abilities. Perfectly content until the riots start, then things get personal.

Nomiki: 21, she/her, trans. A Dragonguard member who is part of the initial flight over the portal. Supposedly dies, but not as dead as you think. Determined to lay her dragon to rest.

Padma: 12, she/her. Shahin and Luthor's daughter. Opinionated and passionate. Determined to make a difference. Sneaks into Topside to steal casting stones.

Shahin: 51, he/him. The leader of a powerful crime organization in Underside, the brains behind most of Underside's tech, and a dead man walking in more ways than one. Cunning, quiet, and lethal, but he adores his people and family and treats them with kindness and respect.

Chao: 52, he/him. Head of Topside, the Council of Nine, and Tairkyda as a whole. The man who stopped the apocalypse the first time. Anxious, stressed, and desperate to keep things together.

Baqir: 46, he/him. A quiet guardian of Underside who is one of its leaders. Owns a bar. Hates getting into things but always helps where he can. Grumpy. Has spent years understanding the power of patience.

Aeliana: 34, she/her. A political activity who seeks to make Underside, and herself, be seen as legitimate in the eyes of Topside. Any means necessary is her motto. Eager for power more than anything else.

☾ SETTING

A world of floating islands, deadly ocean, and very math-y magic. Tairkyda exists in the world of Lumira, a world whose main landmasses are floating islands in the sky above an endless, deadly ocean. There are no people living on the surface of the planet, only on the islands, and most of the islands below Tairkyda are gone. Tairkyda is the lowest inhabited island left after the first apocalypse. Technology ranges in many ways, but hangs near the late 1800s in most cases, with elevators and other such tech existing, and advanced prosthetics working via magic and hand-waving. Much of the advanced tech is magic based. Magic is cast via polyhedral dice (referred to as casting stones) that are carved with various elemental sigils, and only those with the blood of a caster can wield this magic. Other magics, including that of Farside, that of Berserkers, and that of Mistlings, also exists. Tairkyda, the island, is queer normative, but not all other islands are. Prejudices exist throughout Lumira, and Tairkyda has a strong focus on "where you come from" as part of its own culture.

☾ LINKS | Playlist; Book Tag; Series Tag; Ramble Tag; Excerpts;

☾ TAGLIST | @magic-is-something-we-create, @yejidoesthings,

ask to be on the taglist! either in the notes of this post or in my askbox. taglist will be used for snippets, character profiles, & large worldbuilding posts.

#writeblr #wip #wip post #am writing #amwriting #wip: city of fractured dreams #series: book of farside #my wips #its done!#huzzah!#pls read it and like it

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fruitmans · 4 months

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Wrapped the small gifts for my parents and my brother from lil man… as they were here in the other room.. very stressful cause i want them to be surprised yk

#🥹😅#anywho #its done!#bells be speaking to herself

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oatsynalliums · 2 years

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Day 5 of drawing my mutuals/friends characters:

Michael!(@freshmichael )

#My art #Not my character #I dunno if their a shipkid tho #Or an oc-#Anyways #Its done!#Now i can relax fir a bit-#I still feel shitty

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spiritofcamelot · 2 years

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Fandom: James Bond (Craig Movies), Star Trek Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James Bond/Q, James Bond/Tiger Tanaka (past) Characters: James Bond, Q (James Bond), Eve Moneypenny, Bill Tanner, Felix Leiter, M | Olivia Mansfield, M | Gareth Mallory, Pussy Galore, Tiger Tanaka, Raoul Silva | Tiago Rodriguez, Ronson (James Bond) Additional Tags: Star Trek AU, Slow Burn, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, 00Q with shades of Spirk, James Bond in space, Skyfall Remix, Podfic, Podfic Length: 45-60 Minutes, Ensemble Cast

Summary: In which some of your favorite Bond characters are reimagined as a crew aboard the USS Skyfall, captained by none other than the infamous Captain James Bond. When the Skyfall intercepts a distress signal from a science research outpost, they quickly realize that nothing is as it seems and they're in hot pursuit of a terrorist bent on revenge.

#007 Fest 2022 #TeamQBranch #QB-J8 #Its done!#finally!#I'm so happy with how this turned out #I cannot thank the other readers enough #podfic

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fuckyeah-dragrace · 2 years

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I’m Here for You

Finally! It is done! The angst is over with this! It has been a long long road and I cannot wait to write fluffy fluffy fluff or whatever else you guys want to see.

So, enjoy the end of an era

Dayas heart was beating faster than she ever thought it could. Everything was a blur and she only heard faint mumbling as her ears rang.

Ava. Somethings wrong with Ava. She needed to get to her.

Ava. Ava. Ava.

Bosco was currently driving her beat up car as fast as they legally could while Camden sat shotgun giving directions, equally as nervous. Dayas palms were drenched and her breaths were shallow. She pinched herself again, hoping that she would wake up from this nightmare but every time she opened her eyes, she was still in the car.

“Can’t you drive any faster?!”

“Not unless you want us to get arrested ginger.”

Daya could barely hear what they were saying as her mind ran rampant. She could feel a pit in her stomach suck the life out of her as she gripped the soft seats. She hated this, how sick with worry she was for that little girl. She clenched her teeth and tried to breath but it felt as if a boulder was on top of her lungs. The roads flew past as Bosco pulled into a parking lot. Her mind stopped screaming when she felt the car stop moving. Bosco turned around to look at Daya, her own worry etched deeply on her face.

“I’ll go park, you and Cam go find Ava.” They ordered, Camden nodding and opening her door quickly. Daya wanted to say something to Bosco, to thank them for doing this and everything else but Bosco cut her off with a shush.

“You can tell me how great I am later. Now go find the kid.” Bosco said, head facing the front window and shooed Daya out of the car. Daya nodded quickly and practically ripped the door off, meeting Camden briefly before entering the hospital. Everything was a blur as the rushing of nurses and doctors filled Daya's sight. She stood in the middle of it all, frantically scanning for something, anything that could be a sign of that little girl. She could see Camden head to some nurses and ask them but out of the corner of her eye she saw a tall woman, wearing a terribly bright dress, pacing beside a bed. Her face seemed so familiar to Daya and she decided to follow her gut. As she stepped closer, she could see how shaken the woman was, her face visibly green with anxiety that Daya could very much sympathize with. The woman saw her and brightened, heading towards Daya in quick steps.

“Are you Daya?”

“Yes and you are?”

“I’m Ms. Nina West, head of daycare for Ava.” Daya could feel the pit in her stomach disappear for only a moment, feeling like she’d just seen an angel.

“How is she? Has anyone seen her yet? Have you tried calling Jasmine again?” Daya rambled, desperate for the tiny voices in her mind to be quelled and subdued with any information. Nina looked surprised at how Daya pounced at her but she only smiled and nodded, answering what she could with what little she knew.

“Daya!” Camden called, stepping quickly to make it over to the both of them. She flashed an apologetic smile to Nina and tugged again at Dayas jacket. “Pleasure to see you Ms. West. Do you know where Ava is?”

Nina smiled, seeing how worried Camden was but tried to hide it. “She’s down the hall, come with me.” Nina said, beginning to walk down the beige halls. Daya was right behind her, feeling her heartbeat fast and her palms begin to sweat once again. The hospital was like a maze but somehow Nina was able to find the room with ease and stopped right in front of the door. Daya smiled at the sticker on it, a smiling koala. Maybe it was a stupid coincidence, but Daya would take it as a good sign.

“Daya, why don’t you go in and check on Ava while I talk to Ms. West for a bit? I’ll try and ring Jasmine too alright?” Camden said, nudging the tall girl's shoulder. Daya nodded before leaving the two to discuss.

She opened the door and felt the breath leave her. So many wires and machines were hooked up to that sleeping baby on the gurney. Daya walked over slowly, watching as Ava lay there lifeless. Her heart ached seeing her like this, well ached wasn’t even the right word for it. Her heart broke and shattered and collapsed seeing such a pure soul like this, so weak and vulnerable. Daya was right by the railing of the hospital bed, she had to grip it tightly, seeing the bits of dried blood on the poor girl's scalp. Daya felt her breath hitch seeing the little koala nestled perfectly in her arms. She still has it. Daya remembers stopping by a toy store one day after work and seeing that little plush on the counter. She knew she had to get it for Ava, who was teething and feeling so awful. She remembers coming home and seeing her little green eyes light up seeing her, her little giggles as Daya picked her up and swung her around much to Jasmine's dismay. Daya still smiled remembering that day, as she looked back down at a stirring Ava.

Daya felt so connected and alien to her. She was still the same little girl, the one who loved cuddles and naptime and ice cream, but she didn’t look like her. She seemed so lifeless, like the abundance of joy Ava had was gone, taken by the machines. She even looked like a whole other kid too. She didn’t have any of her animal onesies on, there was no little bow in her hair that was actual ass to take out but made her look like such a doll, not even a single stain was left on her skin which was very impressive considering how messy she was. Avas eyes fluttered and her arms reached out. She whined like she was hurting, she most certainly was but to hear such pained cries from such a small person, it made Daya want to curse the world and raise hell for whatever hurt this little girl.

“Hey, hey, Ava?” Daya whispered, crouching down low enough for her eyes to meet the baby’s. Ava looked at the blonde and Daya could see a switch go off in that little head. She grew restless and tugged at the monitors attached to her, her whines turning to cries and soft wails. All logic was off when Daya heard, a switch going off in her own head, she immediately reached in and picked up Ava, bringing her close and under her chin.

“Hey, it's okay bug. I got you.” Daya whispered, hand rubbing circles into her small back. Avas cries silenced and turned into tiny moans, still hurting Dayas heart every time Ava cried out. Her hands gripped onto Dayas shirt, grounding herself in her presence as she brought her little head up. Watery green eyes looked up at Dayas, her bottom lip wobbled and stuck out in that oh so adorable pout that melted Dayas heart.

“Mama?” Ava asked.

Daya could feel her heart leap, squeeze, drop and combust all at the same time hearing that sweet voice. She knew there was going to be a moment where she’d have to decide if she wanted to be with Jasmine or not. She’d made the decision already but now was the moment. She could run out of this room like she did before, like the coward she was, or, she could stay and hold Ava, her Ava.

“Yeah, Mama’s here baby bug. Mama’s here.” Daya whispered, pulling Ava over her shoulder and kissing her chubby cheek. Ava seemed to smile and burrow into her neck cooing in happiness and comfort. Daya let the tears trail down her face. She sat down in the hospital chair, which was horrendously uncomfortable but Daya didn’t care. She peppered so many little kisses to Avas head, forehead, hair, all over, relieved and whole once again.

“I’m right here baby girl, I’m right here. God I missed you so so so much baby bear, you have no idea.” Daya ran a hand over the bandage on Ava’s head. It wasn’t soaked with blood but it was way more than she would’ve liked to see from the little girl. She kissed the bandage thrice and kissed the little girl's nose again, getting Ava to smile, showing her tiny teeth. “God Ava, you scared the living shit out of me. Don’t tell your mother I said that word. But Jesus christ, I thought…” Dayas breath hitched. They didn’t want to ruin such a happy moment with her own dark and twisty thoughts but she had to say them.

“I thought I’d lost you bug.” Daya let her sad tears finally leave her. All those tears she sobbed throughout the week, all those angry tears that she’d wallow in were finally leaving her for good as Ava nestled deeper into her arms. She babbled to Daya who laughed and wiped away their tears. “I know it’s so silly because you’re so tough and strong, yeah? But I got scared because that’s what mama’s do.” Daya said, liking how her title fit her.

“Mama!” Ava said again, grinning with her drooly mouth. She nodded and ran a hand through the golden blonde locks, missing the soft texture against her fingertips. Daya smiled, picking up the fallen koala bear and holding it up.

“Oh my goodness is that your Bear? Is he going to tickle you? I think so!” Daya played, tickling Ava, who erupted into high pitched giggles. Daya smiled, finally giving the koala after Ava’s cheeks were severely pink. Ava rested her head against Dayas chest as she leaned back in the chair. Ava sprawled out on Dayas chest, barely taking up half of it. She ran her hand down Ava’s back and sighed. Everything felt right again, felt whole and balanced. Daya knew it was cheesy and cliche to say but it was true.

“I love you Ava. I’m so sorry I was an idiot and left. I… I was afraid of being happy with you and your mom because I didn’t think I would be a good mama for you. I was being stupid and dumb and I regret ever leaving you baby girl. I love you and your mommy so so so much, hell probably more after I left because I realized I can’t live without you both. I’m so ready to be your mama Ava, if your mom will have me again because I totally get if she never wants to see this mug again but… I love you both too much to let you go.” Daya said, pouring her heart and soul into that hospital room, she didn’t care if Ava listened or fell asleep, she just needed to say it. Daya got up and cradled Ava, who was shifting and blinking slowly, nearly asleep.

“Mama loves you, so much baby girl. So fucking much.”

“You better watch that mouth Betty.”

Daya could feel her blood run cold. What they didn’t tell you was that there would be three moments where you could stay or go; to yourself where you admit how you feel, to the baby where you say it all out loud, and to the mother where you actually own up to everything you said. Daya breathed in deeply before turning and losing that very breath. Jasmine stood before her, looking just as beautiful as the day Daya left. She didn’t know what to do, she was frozen in place, only moving to keep Ava asleep. Jasmine tentatively stepped forward until they were staring at each other and feeling their breaths. Daya looked at Jasmine and smiled smalley.

“Jasmine…I- how much did you hear?”

“Everything.” She said smiling, her own tears streaming down. Daya felt her heart leap. She heard, she heard everything. Daya swallowed thickly, her hand stuck to Avas back, the girl now asleep. She went to put down Ava but Jasmine stopped and wrapped her arms around her. Daya wasn’t ashamed at how she melted so effortlessly into Jasmine, how perfectly she felt her arms stay in her waist.

“You came back.” Jasmine said, so matter of factly. Her own tears streaming down her face as she craved her head up to look at Dayas. Daya laughed and nodded.

“Yeah, I did. You better not be getting my favorite shirt dirty.” Daya said, barely able to finish their sentence as more tears came down. Jasmine laughed in her chest as Ava stayed asleep, somehow not bothered by the two grown women sobbing with her sandwiched between them.

“I missed you.” Jasmine said, bringing her hands up to cradle Dayas cheeks. She couldn’t deny how perfect it felt to have Jasmine’s touch again. She cradled Ava with one hand as the other rested on Jasmine's waist, like it was always meant to be. “So much Daya.”

“I missed you too Jas.” Daya said, leaning down to Jasmine who smiled with tears streaming down her face. Jasmine got up on her tiptoes and kissed Daya. Daya kissed back, so gently, treating Jasmine just like the precious flower she was. Jasmine's arms went around Dayas neck and Daya squeezed Jasmine's waist, just like before.

Daya smiled into the kiss. Everything was going to be alright. They pulled away breathless and smiling, little tears streaming down their faces. Daya pulled Jasmine into a tight embrace and kissed her forehead. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for you, Ava, and everything else. I hated losing you Jas, I couldn’t bare it because you and her are my everything. So if you’ll have me, I’ll always be there Jas.”

Jasmine nodded into Dayas chest, still crying. She looked up at Daya and cradled her her face, feeling whole again. “Okay.”

Daya laughed lightly, thinking back to the day they started. “Okay?”

“Okay.” Jasmine said, pressing one more kiss to Dayas lips, hand resting on her daughter head. Daya kissed back, god did she miss those lips. They pulled away smiling and leaned their foreheads against one another. They stayed like that, knowing now that everything was going to be alright.

#rpdr s14 #jasmine kennedie #daya betty #jasya #single mom au #ITS DONE!#are y’all happy?#Daya got her baby back!#now it’s all done unless if you guys want like a fic where they talk it out #also the call back?? 💓💕💞💖💝💖💓💖💖

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