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theflavorpurple · 5 months
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"let it out sweetheart.. i'm here for you"
pov: after anne walks through the portal separating her from amphibia forever
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kennydraws · 6 months
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Never in a million years would I predict where our last moments would be, but it was peaceful.
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In the backyard, you planted those lavenders.
I knew life was tough on you.
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And soon, I’d have to see you go.
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sleepingdeath-light · 9 months
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watching their s/o get possessed hcs ; poly!sashannarcy
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requested by ; anonymous (17/06/23)
fandom(s) ; amphibia
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; anne boonchuy, marcy wu, sasha
outline ; “HIHI I SAW THAT YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN
May I request an amphibia one shot/headcannons of Sashannarcy x fem! reader where reader gets possessed by the core instead of Marcy?
I’m not sure if this counts as UCS but I guess I can label it as such! <333
Anyways, don’t forget to eat and drink water! I hope people aren’t stressing you out with all the requests, have a lovely day/night! <333 :}”
warning(s) ; angst, mind control
this wasn’t meant to happen
this really wasn’t meant to happen
it shouldn’t be happening
but it was
if your death was the worst moment in their lives then what had followed was hell on earth — worse than, even
your mind erased and caught up in a hostile takeover, your body broken and soaked and commodified into a makeshift suit for an entity beyond human comprehension
a vessel
a toy
a shell
a suit
it was something out of a horror movie, but this time they couldn’t see a way out — couldn’t pause and walk away, couldn’t look up any conclusion, couldn’t pray for a sequel to give them closure
they were trapped, flies in a web watching this amalgamation of self importance and selfishness puppeteer your body without care or consideration
watching your limbs and joints contort further than is possible, watching your head loll lifelessly atop your neck, watch your abdomen fold in on itself
like you didn’t even have bones in the first place
unnatural
wrong
god they felt sick just looking at you — it… whatever you’ve been turned into
they blame themselves
marcy takes it the worst — she was the one who brought you all to amphibia, she was the one who trusted andrias and she was the one who was meant to be possessed
you were only like this — only being puppeted by an unseen ‘god’ — because you saved her life
sasha hates herself because your last interaction, last proper conversation before everything fell apart, was an argument — she’d told you that she hated you (she didn’t, couldn’t) and then you were gone and she fled like a coward
you were only in this position because she couldn’t put her ego aside and tell you what was actually happening
anne falls into a depressive spiral when she’s thrust back to earth — replaying the moment you were stabbed hundreds of times over, the image of your wide eyes and the blood dripping out of your chest and mouth printed onto the insides of her eyelids
you were only this way because she failed you
to anne; she wasn’t strong enough
to sasha; she wasn’t honest enough
to marcy; she wasn’t aware enough
they all failed you, they had just a much a role in this as andrias and his masters — at least in their minds
all were culpable
all of their hands stained with your blood, a red that will never wash out
but even now as they stare at you — it, them, whatever — after thinking, no knowing, that you were dead and gone, even now as your voice and body are used to goad and mock and attack and torment them they still can’t bring themselves to hurt you
can’t breathe
can’t dodge
can’t fight
they just stare and weep and sob and it’s ugly and messy and sad and desperate
but what else could they have done — except for everything they didn’t do
this was their penance, frozen in place as this spectre of their collective failure — this twisted amalgam of memory and mockery of their loved one — gives the order to have their friends killed and their home invaded
surrounded by gore that stains and drips and clings to their skin even through their armour and that they feel crawling beneath their skin — nagging, niggling guilt and fear
but they can’t hide forever, they know that well enough, and after taking their time well they start to fight again
tearing down machines and loyalists
ripping apart metal and smashing circuits to a fine powder
self pity and grief morphing into anger and vengeance as they launch at the cables linking you — whatever remains of you, at least — with your captor
a barrage of green, red and blue the last thing the not-you sees before everything goes black and the connection cuts out
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earlgrayart · 2 years
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the hardest thing
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katwithak246 · 1 year
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UnDead Anne AU and DTIYS by @/Scribdot on twt!
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sillyshrimpfella · 1 year
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are we ever gonna talk about how the core was about to leave marcy in this black empty void for gods know how long??
what if anne and sasha failed to save marcy was she gonna be stuck in this black void forever???
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aweirdbugcreature · 2 years
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Now i want read a fanfic where Andrias finds out about barrel's death, and he dosen't do anything because he is an asshole, but he still feels some sort of regret and talks to the core.
And also one where marcy is talking about her friends and how much she loves them, and andrias gets pissed, but marcy doesn't know why, or something.
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hyper-pie · 1 year
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"I can't do it!!!!!"
This is a hurt comfort tickle fic... though tickling isn't the only form of comfort used.
Contents: angst, Panic attacks, trauma, self doubt / depreciation comfort, fluff, Marcy gets hugs and tickles, cuddles, Marcy pining for Anne and Sasha if you squint
Description: The trio is having their final sleepover before Marcy leaves... She still doesn't think she can live without her friends so she starts pushing them away sooner so she could have more control. But she becomes more depressed than ever and her friends find a way to help her through the despair.
word count: 1,398 probably the longest fic i have done
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The trio was back on earth, everything was normal, well as normal as things could get when you just saved the world from an ancient invading empire from another universe.
Marcy slowly wandered to the Boonchuy's house for her last sleepover before she left to live with her parents out of state. The flashbacks, the nightmares, the everything kept Marcy awake at night. She hadn't slept well in a week and wasn't eating properly either. she was broken, a broken heart, a broken dream, everything good seemed to disappear from her sight.
lost in her despairing thoughts she hadn't noticed she had walked past the Boonchuy's house until she fell into a thorny bush
"ow... I'm okay!"
she says clearly irritated, walking up to the door knocking on it.
Sucking in a deep breath she put on happy face when Mrs. Boonchuy answered the door. walking in she managed to get enough energy to pretend to be all bubbly until she started to make her way up to Anne's room.
She was genuinely really scared to see her friends, she didn't want them to yell at her, yes they forgave her, but part of her still felt as if they didn't.
Her breathing started to become scattered and she knew she couldn't walk in having a panic attack cause she knew what was gonna happen. so she sat herself outside the door letting the panic, worries and pain consume her so she didn't have to deal with them for the rest of the night.
she was soon broken out of her trance of fear by a arm resting on her knee.
"Hey hey Marce look at me okay? take a deep breath in and out"
She followed the instructions and looked up to see Anne and Sasha looking at her with worried eyes she started to control her breathing after about two minutes she had finally been calming down she jumped up trying to seem like she was okay saying
"Okay! sleepover time! what are we gonna do? watch suspicion island? Uhh pillow fight?"
She says speeding into Anne's room trying to be herself, however Anne and Sasha saw right through her and followed her silently looking at her sternly.
"Wh-what's with the look?" Marcy stuttered out
"Marce... Are you okay? you just had like a big panic attack... The only times we have ever needed to calm you down was when you were excited... This is not excitement!"
"Please talk to us"
Sasha said giving her a look that was stern but sweet at the same time and Marcy couldn't help but blush out of embarrassment.
"Marcy... listen you don't need to say much but at least come have a talk with us... Because we NEED to talk" Anne said looking at her with a soft sympathetic smile smile raising her voice at the 'need'.
The ravenette let out a harsh sigh and nodded.
"If you really think it is that important... Than I guess"
The trio made there way to Anne's bed
The three sat there in a panful silence until Marcy broke down. sobbing into her hands, alarming Anne and Sasha.
"I-it's a-a-all m-m-my fault... I don't even know if i learned! I am not okay! I cant do it... not without you guys...."
"Marcy........ hey hey hey come here" Sasha says opening her arms for Marcy to hug her, Marcy anxiously moved into Sasha's warm embrace, melting looking into her beautiful blue eyes.
"mar-mar we have been over this like a million times.. we forgive you" Anne sighs, grabbing Marcy's hand.
"That isn't why I am upset.... You don't get it...You don't know what it is like to be the weirdest kid in the class being called autistic by kids that don't even know you!"
Marcy snapped she was gone she wasn't her she didn't knew who she was anymore. "I can't live without you guys" she sobbed harder then suddenly she felt two pairs of arms wrap around her. When looking up she saw Anne and Sasha looking really concerned.
"Marcy... you can live without us.. You can make new friend-"
"no... I cant Anne I cant I cant.."
tears dripped down her face and Sasha began rubbing her back
"Marce.... You can talk to us about these things... Y'know that right?"
Marcy nodded in confirmation wiping her tears.
"I know I know... I was just scared is all... I thought you would be disappointed in me for being scared... After everything that is all someone as pathetic as me deserves"
Pain filled in her heart when seeing the looks her friends gave her.
"Marcy Regina Wu."
Looking at the source of the use of her full name she froze looking at Anne with a very serious expression
"you literally are a genius, the most harmless person on the planet, also you are a complete badass during battle.. listen, you went through a lot... It's okay to be unstable, it's okay to be scared, it is okay to come to us when you aren't doing well.. you are far from pathetic marbles"
Anne's face continued to be a stern one as the ravenette sniffled, wiping her tears turning to Sasha as she began speaking.
"We will only be one phone call away alright?"
Marcy nodded starting to feel a bit better.
"sorry this was supposed to be fun..." Sasha and Anne sighed squeezing her tighter both trying to think of a way to me her smile at the very least.
Both were broken out of their trance as Marcy spoke up.
"Uhm.. hey could you...... actually nevermind.. its stupid...." nervous in tone she giggled looking down at her lap confusing Anne, while Sasha already somewhat understood a soft, adoring smile made its way on to her face.
"No... ask the question mars.. your the only one that truly knows what to do to cheer you up so you should tell us."
Marcy could only blush, as Anne blinked looking toward the blonde.
"Do you know what she wants sasha?"
The blonde shrugs.
"I think so but i dont want to assume..."
Marcy sucked in a breath, face already turning a deep shade of red. Then squeaking out in one breath
"Canyouguyspleasetickleme!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The smirk that formed on her friends face's told Marcy she just said something that they will tease her about for the rest of her life... Also she was about to be obliterated by tickles which on one hand will be a LOT but on the other hand.... This is what wants, not just wants but partly what she needs too.. she kind of even forgets how to laugh sometimes to she needed the exact thing that her friends were going to give her... If they don't murder her with teases before laying a finger on the poor girl.
"sorry could you repeat a little slower I couldn't hear you" Sasha had a shit eating grin on her face.
*this little sh1t* Marcy swore internally turning a deeper shade of red.
Anne nodded "yeah we couldn't hear you"
She says as she begins wiggling her fingers just above Marcy's sides making her try to squirm, only to be stopped by Sasha having an iron grip, trapping the nerd in her arms.
"guys! Uhhhh okay fine.. but this is mean!"
Marcy huffed out pausing mustering up enough strength to squeak out.
"Can you guys please tickle me?!"
She was surprisingly polite and confident even though she was a complete embarrassed mess on the inside.
sasha and anne smiled softly at her "okay!"
"wait is it too late to back ahahaha heheheheep-!"
marcy started but got sucked into a fit of giggles as sasha trailed her fingers up and down her the ravenettes sides, and Anne's gentle touch from messaging her hips.
Anne and sasha laughed along with her as ass walked her fingers over to marcy's tummy, reciving a bunch of snorts from marcy in return.
"awww marbles~"
Anne cooed at her laughing friend looking at the blush on her face, Sasha following anne's gaze could only smile at how sweet she was being.
"your face is so red marbles! how precious is this?" cooed sasha wiggling her fingers under marcy's arms making her squeel.
after a few minutes they ceased their playfull attack wrapping her in a warm embrace, enjoying the rest of the night to do as many things as possible.
A/N: this took me like a month so I kind of rushed a bit at the end so sorry if it seems a bit lazy i just spent more time on you angst and hurt comfort. at first it is edited but the grammer gets worse at the end.
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pheonixrainbow15 · 2 years
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ALL IN PROMO FRAME-BY-FRAME ANALYSIS BECAUSE FUCK IT I WAS STABBED WITH A FIRE SWORD
This might be in 2-3 parts because of the amount of frames in the promo and the 10 picture limit. This part's going to analyze more blue scenes and CALAMITY Anne :)
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The screen caps above are the first new frames that kick off the promo. The castle projects a live video of Andrias announcing to LA, "Hello, earth! Congratulations on being conquered!" It then cuts to Darcy pressing a button which enables the castles cannon to blow up the hollywood sign.
It's very typical of Andrias to say lines like that with a cheery tone, making him appear approachable, yet terrifying with context.
I wonder where Darcy is exactly. It seems like it has a few rooms dedicated for it to roam around. But the setting could also just be a different part of the basement. We also know 2 things:
1) Darcy is watching everything from inside the castle since it knows where the hollywood sign is. And;
2) Darcy seems to have full control of the castles cannon. Or she's closest to the controls of the cannon.
All this depends on if the frames go in chronological order. If not, each scene is happening in different parts of the day and are probably not connected.
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Andrias has upgraded to an Owl House reference, with the thick, purple armor completely devouring him head-to-toe. The suit shares similar shoulder armor as the regular robots, and a sharp maccoroni head with glowing red eyes.
This is the suit we saw being built (or already built) in the background of The Core And The King. The exact scene being when Andrias was chasing leif around the castle. Although I don't recall the suit being purple, they may have painted it later on.
It's worth mentioning that he enters the suit with his crown on his head. Because the Core can communicate with Andrias through the crown, the Core will be able to give commands to Andrias in the suit; Hell, the Core may even be able to see what he sees from inside the suit.
Also, did the flying robots only have one leg the whole time?? Or was that a new design???
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These are scenes where Anne is in her CALAMITY form, having the intention of defeating Andrias with them. But she clearly struggles trying create a dent on his armor, while also dodging his overwhelming attacks.
This begs the question of how Anne escaped Darcy's grasp to be able to fight Andrias. There's nothing in the promo indicating when or how they escape. I believe It's most likely happening at the same time or after Sasha and Darcy's... Well....
The missiles with eyes are seen in the season 3 opener, and it's cool they actually use them in the finale! Are they coming from the suit Andrias is in, or from the robots??
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Anne makes a superhero landing on a flat, round floor. She has this look of anger in her eyes, and a spark of blue power within her fist. Moments later, the ground is cracked and broken as she quickly rolls towards the edge of the surface.
These 3 frames are most likely happening in the same scene. The sky is very blue and the area has the same perimeter design. It could possibly even be connected to the fight between Anne and Andrias.
This could be a building in LA, but I can't see any building with that roof design in any wideshot of LA. It may be the castle or another one of their ships, but [to me] it doesn't resemble the architecture of Newtopia.
If she started using her powers after the superhero landing, but ran out of energy before the roll, she could possibly be fatigued or even passed out as she rolls over to the edge. And she wouldn't be able to use her powers to fly if she started falling. So the tension and stakes are high at that moment.
If she was holding on and eventually let go, it would be a parallel to Reunion when Sasha let go of Anne at toad tower. And you know the pattern. 1 girl nearly dies each season. It's Anne's turn.
Finally, in background, there are multiple clouds of smoke being produced by multiple fires in LA. They're attacking with no mercy, possible killing tons of people in that scene. Is Anne's home intact? Is anyone intact?
Multiple questions arise. Who is Anne fighting? Who who will save Anne when she she's either holding on for dear life or falling to her death? How much time has passed since they got there?
We'll find out NEXT SATURDAY AT 8:00PM ON DISNEY CHANNEL!!! *A single kazoo*
(1/?)
Part 2
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arxiste · 2 years
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Darcy goes back home
They have been waiting for this. For centuries, millenniums they waited, and now it was finally here.
The invasion of earth.
The core watched as the frobots and herons wreaked havoc on the pathetic world and smiled with crazed delight that looked wrong on the face of the once lovable teenage girl.
Darcy looked out upon their army, giving orders, what they did not see, however, was the sad and guilt ridden expression of the once mighty king of amphibia behind them.
Though all of a sudden the core froze.
Andrius looked over at the stop of orders and was met to see Darcy stuck in place with their eyes burning a hole to what seemed as a small neighborhood.
“My lord are you alright?” He said while reaching out to them.
“You seem a little out of it-”
“Shut up Andrias!”
The core said venomously while spinning around violently and smacking the newt’s hand away.
“Get me my scythe and a frobot. I’m going down there.” They said abruptly while shoving past him.
With a worried and confused look the king obliged. “Yes, my lord.”
Darcy was led to earth with scythe in hand and landed near a gray house with two stone statues. The core walked past a sign on the lawn disinterested and went up to the doorstep with their scythe glowing ominously.
They smiled as they slashed open the door violently and yelled with their two-toned voice,
“I’m home!”
Though they were only met with silence.
An empty home. no couches, chairs, pictures of a young girl smiling while being handed a trophy, and most importantly..
people.
It was just a house with nothing in it. A home once filled with laughter and yelling was now filled with silence.
“Helloooo don’t you want to see your favorite daughter one last time?”
Darcy mockingly said, but the smug smile on their face was fading when they were still met with nothing.
In a fit of rage they took their scythe and tore through the walls.
They slashed everything throughout the house in anger while a question rose up in their host’s mind.
Did they leave?..
In the back of the core’s mind there sat Marcy Wu with tears streaming down her cheeks as she wondered if her parents abandoned her.
Although the real Marcy Wu was quietly crying over the anxiety of the assumption, her body or ‘the core’ had not one tear on their face, they simply wouldn’t allow it.
They wouldn’t be burdened by their host’s problems no matter how much they felt it and besides, they could only assume the humans caretakers left. So it wasn’t their problem.
Darcy went back to the door and only then did they see the sign that they passed so carelessly moments before.
On big bold bold letters the word
SOLD
sat there on the piece of plastic..
It is so funny that those 4 letters can hold so much meaning to someone, but for Marcy it was the worst thing in the world as she felt her heart fully break in two..
She hoped that she was just making assumptions but the sign proved all her doubts..
They left.
Her lungs heaved with gut- wrenching sobs. All the pain she experienced in amphibia could never prepare her for the utter
hurt and betrayal she felt
when she saw the sign from the core’s eyes.
They traded me out for a new job..they left me?
As Darcy looked out at the sign a single tear dripped out from under their helmet as they stared.
heh- dumb, puny human emotions.
They thought as they wiped the tear off their face as they weakly chuckled.
Darcy walked away from the house going back up to the castle leaving behind not only a broken home but also a broken heart..
fin~
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rentheartdragon · 2 years
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"Ren its only Wednesday" "Ren your supposed to be working on school stuff" "Ren-" I DONT CARE throws a promo art at you
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immax-maybe · 2 years
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AMPHIBIA SPOILERS
Me: I love this show SO MUCH, it's my source of serotonin
The show:
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kennydraws · 6 months
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Sasha the terrible and her friend, Marcy
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theintrovertedwolfe · 2 years
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One second, Anne's mom was just messing around with her husband and daughter.
The next, she's trying to understand why Anne won't stop crying about Marcy.
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mctwilight-mcd · 2 years
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Hey I Wrote an Amphibia Fic
Heyyyyyyyyyy. So I’ve been having Amphibia brainrot lately and thinking about this one Au idea that my mind decided to come up with at 1 am. 
I’m working on a proper fic for it. Don’t know if it’ll be on ao3 or on here (depends if I get an ao3 account).
Anyways this is a little fic I’ve been writing over the past week about the trio (and Night). It technically takes place 5 years after Amphibia (so their 18), but the first part is a flash back. This takes place before the fic I’m working on (for this set of characters at least).
Anne uses she/her pronouns, Marcy is non-binary and uses she/they pronouns (no preference), Sasha is gender fluid and uses she/they/he pronouns (no preference), Night is non-binary and uses they/he pronouns (prefers they/them). The trio all use she/her in the flash back.
Ok. Here we go.
I Hear Your Heart Beat to the Beat of the Drums 
(Let’s Make the Most of the Night, Like We’re Gonna Die Young)
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They had gotten Marcy back. They had done it. The Core was still present. Maybe it always would be. Sasha and Anne were too relieved to care. With their powers fading, the pain from the battle had started to flood their bodies. The right side of Sasha’s face was on fire, as was the place where Anne’s right arm used to be. They ignored it, focusing on the girl they had missed so dearly for months.
As Marcy’s powers faded too, she grimaced. The other two were quick to pull her between them. They were alive. They had done it. Andrias would be punished for his crimes and the Core was no longer in control. Marcy was back from the dead, and for once, Sasha let herself cry. Her tears were of joy, not sorrow, as were Anne’s. The others had given them space to talk while they found a doctor. 
“Hey Mar-Mar.” Sasha smiled. “Good to have you back.”
“Good to be back.” Her voice was raspy. Anne slid over next to her.
“Does anything hurt? Are you feeling alright?”
“I’m fine.” Marcy yawned. “I’m just tired, that’s all. Come gimme snuggles!” She made a grabby motion with her hands.
Sasha pulled Marcy into her lap, letting Anne lie down next to Marcy on the one side they both could without irritating their injuries. Anne was never one to do things as planned however. She moved to Marcy’s left, effectively pinning her bad arm between the ground and her side. 
Marcy, even through the grogginess, could also tell it was a bad idea.
“Anne,” She put a gentle hand on Anne’s chest. “Go on my other side. You’ll hurt your arm if you don’t.”
“I don’t care. I need to feel your heartbeat, so I know this is real.”
Marcy relented, letting Anne press her ear against the left side of Marcy’s chest. They were still for a few moments before Anne let out a gasp. She quickly pushed herself up with her left arm, her only arm.
“I can’t- I can’t hear-” She sobbed as she looked up at Sasha. “It’s not there! Her heartbeat, it’s not-” Anne repositioned herself so she could reach the left side of Marcy's neck, checking her pulse like she was taught in the resistance. Tears sprang to her eyes as she waited, shifting her fingers ever so slightly, trying to find the beat of the heart she loved so much.
Finally her face lit up, quickly falling again. Sasha joined her, pressing her fingers to the right side of Marcy’s neck. Waiting, like Anne had done. Again, their faces lit.
“Count.” Sasha told Anne. “The next time you feel a beat.” She was met with a nod from Anne.
They waited again, all three holding their breaths. Then, Sasha started to count the seconds under her breath. She got to 10 before pausing, then starting back at 1. Anne locked eyes with her. This repeated a few times, each time, the result was the same.
*Beat*, count to 10 seconds, when the second beat happens, pause, then start back at 1.
“10 seconds.” Sasha finally said aloud, breaking the tense silence. “6 beats per minute. That isn’t normal.” She cupped Marcy’s head in her hands. “We need you to stay with us Mar-Mar. Okay?”
“I will.” She said as she smiled at the two girls in front of her. “I don’t feel bad though. I feel fine. A bit sore from the battle, but fine.”
“That doesn’t make sense! You should be-” She didn’t say it, but they all knew what she was about to, nonetheless. 
“I’m here Annabanana. I’m right here.” She smiled. “I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”
They laid there until Felicia and the other doctors arrived.
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Sasha wakes up in her bed. The last thing she remembers was watching T.V. with Anne and Marcy and then- 
The dream. Maybe a memory is a better description. It’s been 5 years and she still can’t get that moment out of her head. It’s a common dream of hers, when they allow themself to dream. 
Marcy’s in the middle tonight, hair glowing green as usual. The two of them must have carried Sasha up here when he fell asleep. Anne is on Marcy’s right, facing the wall with her stump laying over them, hair glowing a soft blue, while Sasha is on their left, facing the door. Her girlfriends are smart. Sasha likes being able to see the door with their good eye. He knows it’s not necessary, but years of being a soldier has taught him to always be on his guard.
She never sleeps with her back to the door. It’s either centre or turned so her good eye is up. That’s why they moved the bed in the first place. From here, with her head laying on their chest, she can hear Marcy’s heartbeat. It’s at its normal pace while she’s sleeping. 
1 beat every ten seconds.
6 beats per minute.
The way it’s been since she was freed. Since that fateful day. She no longer blames Night for the pain they caused. Thousands of years alone with your thoughts can cloud your judgement. Yes, they did take Anne’s arm and Sasha’s eye, but all is forgiven. Anne has a cool robot arm now and Sasha looks badass. Marcy, she’s alive because of them.
1 beat every ten seconds.
6 beats per minute.
She counts it in the dark. It’s faster when Marcy’s up and moving. The fastest it gets is around 40 beats per minute, but that’s when she’s running and fighting. Her blood pressure is low, her breathing is slow, she's almost always cold to the touch, signs of a dead body that’s only alive because they keep holding on. Night, the Core, Marcy, they all keep holding on. Her heart won’t stop beating any time soon.
Sasha feels the body under her shift. Green changes to orange light that illuminates a tiny pocket in their room. Sasha looks up into the two, orange eyes that have turned towards her.
“Can’t sleep?” Night whispers, voices layering when they speak. It used to scare her, the glowing, orange eyes and the multiple voices. Sasha’s used to it all these years later.
“Just thinking.” He replies. “Woke up from a dream.”
“Care to share? If you remember the details, that is.”
“Hearing Marcy’s heartbeat for the first time after we beat Andrias.” Night sighs in response. “It’s funny, we were so scared about it back then, but it’s the norm now.”
Night chuckles lightly. 
“Get some rest, so you can tell them too. I’ll keep an eye out. It’s nice to be cuddled between you two sometimes.”
“Feel free to move if you like, and thanks.” 
“No problem. Now, go talk to your girlfriends.”
Sasha smiles as she listens to the body's heartbeat. 
1 beat every ten seconds.
6 beats per minute.
She lets it lull her to sleep, but this time she activates her powers, refusing to dream. Instead, joining her girlfriends in their dreamscape. 
Even here, he listens to Marcy’s heart, counts the beats as he tells the two loves of his life about his dream. 
Sasha loves Marcy’s heartbeat. 
She always will. 
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thenerdyclarinetist · 2 years
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Spoilers, but I just had some thoughts about Amphibia and the Owl House:
-Hooty eating the letter delayed King almost getting killed (a complete accident of course). Unless Hooty did it on purpose to prevent him from losing more friends (also for the bug snack). 🐞
-Hunter is still lost in the woods somewhere.😭 I hope Darius or Raine or Willow find him.
-Anne is a great mediator, but the episode also addresses all the mental health challenges that come with helping others. 😭 I’m sure there will be even more angst like that later.
-I wonder if the core is making Marcy only remember the negative memories about the calamity trio to justify Darcy’s current actions…
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