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ciel Phantomhive x reader where hiss/o is comforting after the (big reveal in the manga) and they tell him that it does t change how they feel and that they’ll always be here for him
| Ciel Phantomhive × [GN!Reader]
| You with me
| hurt/comfort, angst, our ciel needs a hug :( so much feels, setting is not specified, focused on the main plot of this request so dont mind any other detail, no specific place nor chapter in the manga, just generally after the reveal on the manor, reader is a midford, our ciels real name is astre here, agressive to comfort
| Summary: In which Ciel's greatest fears have come, but his partner is there, so he'll be fine.
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but when i wake up i see
Your footsteps echoed through the place, hurrying somewhere. Where? You didn't know. Afterall, you didn't know where Ciel-- no, the Earl, was.
Your mind was in a haze. So clouded, so dazed. So full of thoughts. So full of unanswered questions. Your chest was heavy. Your emotions were in a rampage, all agressively mixing and fighting with each other. Anger, because he had lied, sadness, because he had lied, mistrust, because they had lied, relief, because no one was hurt, and love, because even after everything, you still loved that lying piece of shit. But could that love be enough ti make up for all those lies?
You want to scream, shout, yell, and curse at him, at them. How dare they lie to you all of you.
When they had escaped, the confused and steady anger you felt during the reveal bursted out into flames. The nerve to lie and then just leave.
Had everything just been a lie to him them?
Ciel Phantomhive had been arranged as your fiance and Astre Phantomhive was arranged for Lizzy.
You were enraged. How dare this boy fool you, his brother's fiance of all people. You were enraged at yourself. How dare you feel something so tender, so gentle towards your fiance's brother, moreso, towards the person who had lied to you.
You were supposed to be happy knowing your true bethroted is still, right? But when you looked into his eyes, all you felt was chills. You shivered, a cold, almost painful brush crossed through your spine. You didn't see your Ciel. You didn't see the boy you had loved so much when you were kids. You didn't even see a small ounce of sadness, not even anger.
All you saw was a scheming boy.
And when you had seen the yard about to arrest Ciel Astre, all you had felt was fear. No, not fear of him. Fear for him.
you with me
You didn't know what possessed you to take a reckless action after they had fled. Was it answers? Maybe.
When they had fled, everyone stared the real Ciel and turned to you. Lizzy had even called out before you ran out of the manor, determined to follow them. Then you returned to the Midford estate to ask for help from Edward.
He had been reluctant, very hesitant, as he always has been when it comes to his sisters. But he seemed to couldn't have resisted the pathetic look on your face, so desperate. He had promised to cover for you and not tell anyone so long as you remained safe and come back after a day.
"Your happiness may be important to me, but my priority is your safety, sister." He had told you, hugged you, and kissed your forehead before you left. You couldn't deny it made you feel better, a lot calmer. A brother's comfort truly is so different. So warm and calming.
and you say,
Your brother, as an heir, had a bit of control on your family's military forces, although a little, still something, as there are still knights loyal to the heir, his own knights. He had lent you some of his knights to help you find traces of them.
During your search eith the knights on a forest, Lau had found you lurking and had offered to bring you to them. So you sent the reluctant knights back and told them to inform your brother of your status. You know you could trust your brother.
So here you are, speeding through the hallway of somewhere Lau had brought you. You saw someone turning through the corner. Sebastian.
You both stopped infront of each other for a moment.
"Milady, I--" He bowed before you cut him off.
"Get out of my sight."
He bowed again and left. He wasn't even surprised you were here. Had Lau told them already? So that bastard had let you roam and get lost around this place while he informed them? You made a mental note to threaten him later on. It seems like these people forgot your place in the society just because you had been kind and tolerated their actions back then.
You took a swift turn to the corner the butler went through and stopped when you had seen him sitting on a couch.
Elbows resting on his knees and hands on his face, seemingly distressed.
He better be. You couldn't be the only one who is tormented too much by this situation.
He called out your name, knowing you were there after hearing you exclaim at his butler.
"as long as i am here,
"Was it fun?" You started. You could feel your calmed down anger bubbling up again.
He said nothing, still hiding his face.
"Was it fun playing with us? Was it fun playing with me?"
Nothing.
"Oh, so now you can't look at me in the eyes. But when you said those lies, you were even smiling." When you told me you cared for me. You thought bitterly.
"I was stupid. I was fool to believe you truly cared for me. I was a fool to believe you would actually do those things for me. But then again, I trusted you because I thought you were Ciel, didn't I?" Oh, yes, you did know where to hit hard, because he flinched.
Yet, you didn't feel satisfied, instead, you felt guilty. Why?
"Did you have everything planned from the start? Putting yourself in danger for me, did you have a back-up plan incase we both couldn't have been saved? All those gifts, those actions, all those words..... lies." You scoffed, feeling your tears coming.
He started rubbing his forehead. You almost wanted to scoff again, you were the one feeling everything here, why was he the one getting a headache? Did he find you annoying?
"Why? Why did you lie to me? Why did you lie to us? Why did you have to go through all those lies? To manipulate us? To manipulate my feelings? You played with my feelings. You fucking playing with me, Phantomhive!" You stomped infront of him with tears in your eyes, demanding an answer.
You heard him murmur something unclear.
"What?!"
"It wasn't a lie."
no one can hurt you"
"Now you're telling me you didn't lie, do you really think I'm that stupi--"
"What I did for you wasn't a lie!" He suddenly stood up and exclaimed.
You were take aback and stepped back. You frowned. "You--"
He took your wrist and pulled you closer to him. Now he was looking at you in the eye, he was enraged. The audacity to be enraged. You wanted to point it out and tell him to let go when he spoke again.
"The things I did for you weren't lies! You can scream at me for pretending to be my brother, hell, yell at me for taking his place as an earl, but don't fucking tell me the things I did for you were lies!" He exclaimed.
You looked away from his piercing stare. "Then why?" Your voice cracked.
His grip on your wrist softened.
"Why would you pretend to be someone you're not?" It was pathetic. How all of your anger disappeared the moment you heard his words. You were so gullible, so vulnerable against him.
He sat down again, letting go of your wrist.
"Would anyone have cared if I said it was me?" His voice was small.
don't wanna lie here,
It broke your heart.
"Would anyone have paid attention if I told the truth? Would I have gotten enough power to keep the Phantomhive name, the honor, the business, alive? Afterall, I'm just some sickly, weak, twin of the heir." He was clenching his fists so hard, you were afraid he was going to draw blood and hurt himself.
So you took his hand in yours. "I would've." You kneeled infront of him, just holding his hand and staring at his visible eye. "Lizzy would've, brother would've, mother, father, aunt anne. We would have cared, Astre."
And he let his tears fall at the sound of his name on your lips. His grip on his own skin softened.
but you can learn to
"You might think so little of yourself, but there's more to what it seems, Astre. You didn't need to lie to us. We would have cared. We do care." You cried and kissed his knuckles. It was heartbreaking how he could think so little of himself. How he could think so little of what he thinks all of you think about him.
if i could change the way that you see yourself
So you look at him in his eye, hoping he would receive the feelings you were conveying to him.
When every lie was revealed, you were angry, so furious, clouded by everything, confused by everything. So many questions, too many unanswered thoughts. You hated yourself for still wanting him despite your real fiance back, despite the lies, despite everything. You hated yourself for feeling something, everything.
But you were willing to burn for him.
You guess being stubbornly inlove runs in the blood.
He stared at you with the same look he gave you before the reveal, during your times with him, after you broke through his cold facade, and shooked his head.
"It doesn't matter, my brother is back--"
"And what of him? He's not the one I love."
"He's your betrothed."
"But he isn't the one I want!"
"You loved him."
"But he isn't you!"
It made him break. He breathed heavily and rested his head on your shoulders. "Why would you even want me?" His voice broke. "After all these lies, after everything I've done. Why would you want me? How could you want someone like me?"
You took his face on your hands and pressed your forehead to his. "Why wouldn't I want someone like you?"
He shut his eyes tightly, trying to keep in the tears but it only made them fall, even through under his eyepatch, you could see his tears.
You brushed his tears with your thumb. "You protected me, you cared for me, you saved me, you smiled for me, hell you did things you didn't want to for me, you loved me. How could I not feel the same?"
you wouldn't wonder why you hear
"I lied to you."
"And I don't care. Atleast, not anymore. I admit, I was so angry at you. For lying to me, because I thought you only did those things to save your own skin. But you stupid asshole, I'm weak when it comes to you." You cried as he let out a cracked chuckled, now he was the one wiping your tears.
"See? I made you cry again." He said, staring at your face. He called out your name, "you truly don't deserve someone like me. You could have someone better, more stable."
You pressed your lips on his forehead. "But I'm here with you, aren't I?"
He nodded, holding your hands to his face. It was warm, safe. "Yeah, you're here."
He thinks he can do it. No, you're here, so he'll do it.
they don't deserve you
#black butler x reader#request: writing-fanics#kuroshitsuji x reader#ciel phantomhive#ciel phantomhive x reader#black butler x you#kuroshitsuji x you#lazyalani#ciel#our ciel
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AHHHH- I finally finished writing my new chapter for my one-shot fic that I drew Mr. Plant without his mask for :3
It does get a little steamy in the middle and a bit wholesome but this one was requested to have obsessive Argos and I just loved it! This is one of the parts on my one-shot book on ao3!
You can request in the comment area for ao3 on any chapter if you want me to write something that you want :3
Check it out sometime :D
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Kidnap [P x reader] short fic
This one was requested by @writing-fanics. I hope you like it, dear! I really had fun writing it :) Thank you so much for the request and for the wonderful scenario!
TW: Kidnap, violence, blood
It happened suddenly. The crash of the heavy double wooden front door being smashed open exploded into the Hotel's daily silence without warning. After that, it was chaos.
You don't know if it was the adrenaline rush guiding your body, but for some curious reason, instead of seeking shelter with the others, you decide to face the aggressor. The aggressors, actually.
Four of them appeared among the splinters of wood that filled the air. Their faces covered by strange black rabbit masks. In other circumstances, you would have laughed at that bizarre clothing choice, but you know all too well who they are and how dangerous they can be.
In the devastation they began to create between the solid and secure walls of the Hotel Krat, you can't help but think how much you would have wanted him by your side. Yet, you wouldn't have let him down, not now that the last safe haven in the city, his haven, is threatened with destruction.
"Upstairs, quick!" you shout to the familiar figures already scrambling around the staircase, your heart beating too fast, clouding your vision and brain, so much so that you can't make them out clearly.
Before you can process a more lucid thought, you find yourself throwing everything you can find that is heavy and blunt at the invaders. You hear them laughing at you, crudely.
You know you can't harm even one of them, but anger doesn't allow you to back down. You stand at the foot of the grand staircase, you would like to appear impassive, but your legs are shaking.
"Get out of here," you hiss between your teeth, but they advance, slowly. They don't even deign to answer you. The fact that you can't read their expressions terrifies you.
In a last desperate attempt, you swing a poker in front of you, almost not even noticing the consequences. Something heavy and hard as a boulder hits you in the stomach, knocking the breath out of you. The taste of blood appears on your lips.
Before you can raise your face, another more jarring blow hits you in the cheek, its force flings you against the heavy wooden railing like a rag doll. Then darkness.
You regain consciousness intermittently, your vision blurred, your inert body does not respond to your commands. Only the pain makes you realize that you are still alive. From the sharp hurting in your scalp, you realize that they are dragging you out of the Hotel by your hair. You want to scream, scream his name, but your lips seem glued together.
They lift you clumsily as if someone had thrown you over their shoulder. From the pain, you understand that you must have a few broken ribs.
He'll find me. He'll find me. He'll find me. The thought reverberates in your brain in perfect synchronism to the heavy and painful beats of your heart. Your mind loses itself in the swinging, a dense film of pain and fatigue clouds your consciousness again.
You have no idea how much time has passed, or where you are at the moment when again a thud detonates in the stagnant air. Through your heavy eyelids you see what remains of an enormous gate torn from its hinges by an unknown force. You hear slow footsteps in the mire, they reverberate painfully in your head, but you open your eyes terrified.
In the blink of an eye, you see him. You realize that you were waiting to see his face with every fiber of your being. You smile, but in his distant blue eyes you glimpse something new, an unmistakable spark, a feeling. Rage.
The cold mechanical fingers brush your face just before the boy rises again to face your captors. The hard, unmoving line of his shoulders barely obstructs your view, but before you can say his name you see him spring into action. You had never seen him fight like that, not with the same blind violence, with that absolute will to annihilate.
The fierce, precise blows echo through your bones. You want to look away, but fear paralyzes you. You realize you've been holding your breath only when the four rabbits are nothing but a handful of lifeless bodies on the ground.
As if stunned by his own fury, Pinocchio drops the sword to return to you in quick steps.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't stop it from happening. I know it sounds silly, but I wanted to spare you this suffering." you smile at his silent eyes in yours. You let your fingers reach his face, that they intertwine with his long dark hair.
Pinocchio feels those words sink so deep inside him that he believes they have dug into the metal. There is pain somewhere inside him, a gentle, sweet sadness.
He lifts you in his arms with all the delicacy that his hard and artificial body allows him, hugging you to his chest full of an unknown feeling. For a moment he lets his face sink into your hair, inhaling your scent.
You are almost sure you heard something very similar to a heartbeat mixed with the hissing and ticking of mechanisms and gears in his chest, a warmth in his metallic body. You return his embrace, letting yourself be led back to the Hotel, to that bed on which he lays you down, bruised and aching.
He will leave. He always does. But this time his lips gently brushed your forehead.
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Caged Love
Pairing: Morpheus x Fem!Burgess!Reader
Warnings: None
Summary: The adopted daughter of Alex Burgess finds out about Morpheus. When a love blossoms between the two, she must decide between her family and the trapped Dreamlord
Requested by: @writing-fanics
Throughout (Y/N) Burgess’s youth, she had picked up whispers of her family’s past. Her grandfather was said to have trapped a god, to have taken it’s power for his own. He had been a warlock, and (Y/N) had began to play pretend as a magic user when she learned that.
Before her fathers banned her from that, however. He didn’t want any more magic in the family.
She had been adopted at a young age by Alex Burgess and his husband. Originally the girl was the child of a gardener who died unexpectedly, and the owners of the house had then taken her in as their daughter. Alex never expected to have a child, but he loved her like his own.
And eventually, when she grow into an adult, he revealed to her his greatest secret. The god trapped by his father was real, only he wasn’t a god. He was the Sandman, and he was in their basement.
(Y/N) asked her father about releasing him, staring at the trapped and helpless man-shaped figure. The sight of him broke her heart, and he was just staring at her with bitterness in his eyes. He looked like a fallen angel.
But her father’s reply was harsh. He would kill all of us, he told her, his kind is vengeful and letting him go would be a death sentence. So instead of freeing the Dream lord, she allowed her father to led her out of the room.
But she would return, unable to get Dream’s eyes out her of mind. Every few days, she’d enter the basement and sit on the floor in front of the sigils on the floor. (Y/N) would speak to him, getting a little discouraged as he never said anything back. But she still continued, wanting to keep him company. Telling him about her day, asking questions that she knew he wouldn’t answer.
However, things began to change.
Dream still didn’t say anything to her, but the look in his eyes whenever he saw her had changed. It was much less bitter than it was when (Y/N)’s fathers were present. She got attached to him, worried about him, disgusted with herself for not doing anything.
Finally it all became to much, and she snuck down to the basement at midnight. If she were to guess, she’d say that he seemed surprised to see her at that time of night. (Y/N) considered begging him not to hurt anyone. But her father had been doing that for decades, and nothing had happened.
“I should have done this earlier. I’m sorry.” Was all she said, scuffing the sigils with her toe. Making sure that the security guards didn’t see.
She dashed out of the basement but froze when she heard gunshots from the basement. Morpheus didn’t have a gun. Only the guards did. Terror seized her at the thought of Morpheus in danger and she immediately returned to the basement.
“Get out of here Miss Burgess!” One of the guards yelled, a bright light surrounding Morpheus as they shot at him. (Y/N) yelled at them to stop, but a large force of energy hit her and the guards. Hitting her head as she was slammed against the wall. Losing consciousness as she realized that she had probably made a mistake.
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Morpheus tried to keep the girl out of his head, using his mission to get his tools back as a convenient distraction. But now that everything was back to normal, he found himself searching for the woman who had freed him.
“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.” (Y/N) commented when she first saw him since she freed him. He noticed her hands shaking slightly as he stood in front of her, obviously nervous that he would hurt her.
“Neither did I.”
“I could have died because of you. I saw what you did to my dad.” It was obvious she didn’t trust him, just like he hadn’t trusted her.
Having been so used to humans betraying him, he had expected her to be like the others. Expected her to be like her family.
But she had been kind to him, spoke to him. He had wanted to hate her, told himself that it was always the ones who masked themselves in beauty and kindness that were the worst of enemies. However, when she had freed him, he had realized that maybe there was some good in the different worlds.
“I’m sorry that you were injured. It was not my intention.” She seemed so fragile next to him, so human. “As for your father, he made his choice long ago.”
She looked like she wanted to argue, but knew he was right. So Morpheus continued. “I came to thank you, and to see you again.”
“See me?”
He nodded. “You’re a good person. One of few. Throughout my time imprisoned… you were the one good part in all of it.”
“I’m sorry I took so long to help you.” Her response was quiet, guilty. But he just smiled regretfully.
“You were loyal to your family, and you didn’t trust me.” He hadn’t forgiven the rest of her family, but in his eyes, (Y/N) had done no wrong. “I only wish that…”
“What?”
“I don’t regret keeping silent in my imprisonment, but I would like to now have a change to speak to you.
Her heart raced at his words, scarcely believing it. “Speak to me? Like get to know me or something?” She stuttered.
“You were kind, I don’t see that very often.” He tried to avoid telling her the full truth, that he just wanted to be around her. That he hoped that she would maybe… be interested in what he had to say just like he was about her. “Come back with me to my Realm.”
He expected her to protest, to say no. But, he should have learned not to expect anything about her. “Alright.”
She sounded eager.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” She confirmed. “It’s not like I’m really wanted back home anymore. And I wanna talk to you too.”
He couldn’t hide his smile at her reply, hopeful that this would go better than his previous experiences with women.
Unbeknownst to him (at least at the moment), he didn’t have to worry about that. She was just as fascinated with him as she was with him. And as they got closer over the time they spent together; they both knew they had made the right choice.
Somehow the granddaughter of the man Morpheus hated, became his greatest love.
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I love how Paul got his butt kick. The reader and Garrett having kid, so cute. I can see them having a little girl dressed in a black panther pjs.
Can I get a another twilight fanic
Jasper x lioness shapeshifter This is after Edward and Bella are dating. They both do not like the reader
Edward can not read her mind.. where she imprints on him knowing he is vampire but turns out to be a teacher's aide. He knows she is a shapeshifter but does not know what animal yet. They pass notes back in secret. Eventually she tells him she has a little girl. She brings her when she gets invited to dinner at the cullen's. Dinner happens and they all hang outside. Edward being the whine ass he is , calls the reader some names. She tells Edward to stop and he continues it gets bad enough, the major comes out and tells him to back off. Edward then threatened the reader's little girl. The major goes to kick his butt, but the reader pulls him back and that's when she shifted into a lioness, tears Edward legs off ( they get put back on). She did shift back into a human. she changes back into regular clothes, Everyone has noticed she has vampire bite marks all over her body. She explains she's immune to vampire bites.
Feel free to add anything.
Not gonna lie definitely got confused in the first half but I understand the request so that’s all that matters lol,
❝heed my warnings❞
✭ pairing : jasper hale x reader
✭ fandom : twilight x reader
✭ summary : jasper doesn’t feel a thirst for the new girls blood which is surprising and leads to them befriending one another, Edward can’t read her thoughts and that instantly panda her in his book of people he hates. When (y/n) is invited over for dinner, things get heated
✭ authors note : I liked how this turnt out and I have no needs to filter what I say, I’m shitting watery diarrhea as I write this
✭ twilight masterlist
Generations ago, (y/n)'s ancestors were bestowed with a unique and powerful gift — the ability to shift into the form of a magnificent lioness. This shapeshifting ability was a sacred inheritance, passed down through the family bloodline. For centuries, their clan had embraced their dual nature, embracing both the human world and the wild spirit of the lioness.
As the latest inheritor of this remarkable legacy, (y/n) found herself straddling two worlds. Her lioness form was a majestic embodiment of strength, grace, and primal instincts. It was a bond that connected her to the natural world in a profound way, allowing her to run through the forests with the wind in her mane and the earth beneath her paws.
But (y/n) wasn't alone in her journey. She had a three-year-old daughter, a little cub who might carry the same shapeshifting gift within her as she grew older. The potential for her daughter to also become a lioness shapeshifter once she reached puberty was both a source of pride and a cause for concern. The thought of her child embracing this ancient legacy brought a mixture of excitement and trepidation.
Tragedy had also shaped (y/n)'s path. Her daughter's father, the man who had shared a part of his life with her, had fallen victim to hunters. The loss was a painful reminder of the challenges faced by their kind. The existence of lioness shapeshifters was often kept hidden from the human world, a secret that was essential for their survival.
In search of a fresh start, (y/n) decided to move to the quiet town of Forks to finish her senior year of high school. The lush forests and serene surroundings provided the perfect backdrop for her to navigate both her human and lioness identities. She hoped to shield her daughter from the dangers that had claimed her father's life, all while preparing her for the day she might come into her own shapeshifting abilities.
In the serene town of Forks, (y/n) had settled in with her daughter, creating a new life for themselves. Every morning, for the past week she would drop her precious child off at daycare before heading to school. As she walked through the school campus, she noticed a group of students she hadn't encountered before, the Cullens. Among them, Edward seemed to be particularly perplexed.
Unbeknownst to him, (y/n) possessed a unique quality that made her impervious to his mind-reading ability. It was as if her thoughts were veiled in a shroud of secrecy, hidden from his probing senses. This anomaly intrigued and frustrated Edward simultaneously, stirring emotions he hadn't experienced in a long time.
He had grown accustomed to effortlessly delving into the thoughts of those around him, deciphering their fears, hopes, and secrets. Yet here was (y/n), a enigmatic enigma whose thoughts remained tantalizingly out of reach. This lack of access to her mind left him puzzled and eager to uncover her mysteries.
It was now time for history class at Forks High School, (y/n) found herself seated next to Jasper Hale. It was a surprise to her that he didn't seem affected by her scent, unlike the rest of his family. She could sense his calm and controlled demeanor, which was nice to come across especially when she’s been around hormonal students all day.
As the teacher assigned them to work together for the day's lesson, (y/n) and Jasper exchanged polite greetings. They began discussing the topic at hand, and to her surprise, she found that they had quite a bit in common. They shared a mutual interest in historical events and had similar perspectives on some key aspects of history.
As they delved into their assignment, their conversation flowed effortlessly. They exchanged thoughts and opinions, occasionally sharing anecdotes and insights that kept the discussion engaging. (y/n) noticed that Jasper had a deep understanding of human emotions, likely due to his unique ability to sense and manipulate them, not that she knew that.
As the class continued, (y/n) realized that Jasper's presence had a calming effect on her. His aura of tranquility seemed to resonate with her lioness shapeshifter instincts, creating a sense of comfort she hadn't expected to find in the presence of a vampire. She was intrigued by his ability to control and channel his emotions, wondering if it was something she could learn from him.
Throughout the class, (y/n) and Jasper discovered even more shared interests and viewpoints. They both had a penchant for analyzing historical events from multiple perspectives, and their discussion delved into various aspects of culture, society, and human nature. It was a refreshing experience for (y/n), who had often felt like an outsider due to her unique nature.
As the class session came to an end, (y/n) and Jasper exchanged smiles, acknowledging the unexpected connection they had formed. While their backgrounds and circumstances were vastly different, their shared interests had bridged the gap and created a bond of understanding. They both looked forward to future conversations, eager to explore their common ground further.
As the weeks went by, the tension between (y/n) and Edward seemed to grow. Edward's frustration with his inability to read her mind had turned into a resentment that extended to Bella as well. Bella's loyalty to Edward led her to share in his feelings towards (y/n), even though she didn't fully understand the source of their dislike.
Meanwhile, (y/n) and Jasper's friendship continued to flourish. They spent time discussing history, sharing stories, and learning from each other's unique perspectives. They also participated in passing notes to one another in class, jasper had shared his secret of being a vampire and she had shared hers of being a shapeshifter, though he wasn’t sure which kind yet.
Jasper had become one of the few vampires (y/n) felt truly comfortable around, partly due to his calm and understanding nature.
One day, Jasper extended an invitation to (y/n) for dinner at the Cullen house. He suggested that she bring her daughter along, as he was aware of her presence in (y/n)'s life. Intrigued by the offer and hoping for a chance to bridge the gap with the Cullens, (y/n) agreed.
On the appointed evening, (y/n) and her daughter arrived at the Cullen residence. She felt a mixture of nervousness and curiosity, unsure of how the rest of the family would react to her presence. She held her daughter's hand as they approached the front door, taking a deep breath to calm her own emotions.
Jasper greeted them with a warm smile and invited them inside. The Cullen family was present, and their initial reactions ranged from surprise to curiosity. Bella and Edward's expressions were guarded, while others seemed more open-minded.
As the dinner progressed, (y/n) and her daughter engaged in polite conversation with the Cullens. She was careful to maintain a respectful distance from Edward, sensing the animosity between them. However, she found herself enjoying conversations with Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, and even Rosalie, who was surprisingly welcoming.
All seemed to be going well, until it wasn’t.
During dinner, as (y/n) tried to engage in pleasant conversation with the Cullens, she noticed that Edward's behavior was taking a hostile turn. He began making belittling comments directed at her, seemingly determined to provoke a reaction. Despite feeling hurt by his words, (y/n) chose to ignore him, not wanting to escalate the situation.
However, Edward's snarky remarks continued throughout the meal, and it became clear that he was intentionally trying to upset her. Bella, seated next to Edward, appeared uncomfortable with his behavior but didn't intervene. (y/n) could sense the tension in the room, and she could see that even Jasper was growing increasingly irritated by Edward's conduct.
As the dinner progressed, (y/n) focused on maintaining her composure and not allowing Edward's comments to get to her. She continued to converse with the others, seeking solace in the more positive interactions she was having with the rest of the family. But Edward's continued taunts were like a persistent thorn, making it difficult for her to fully enjoy the evening.
Eventually, Jasper's patience reached its limit. Unable to tolerate Edward's behavior any longer, he spoke up, his voice laced with frustration. "Edward, that's enough. You're out of line," he warned, his tone firm.
Edward looked taken aback by Jasper's intervention, not expecting such a strong reaction from his usually calm and collected brother. Bella looked equally surprised by the turn of events, her attention now fully on the unfolding confrontation.
Jasper's gaze locked onto Edward's, his golden eyes filled with a stern resolve. "You need to watch yourself, Edward. This behavior isn't acceptable, especially in our home," he continued, his voice unwavering.
(y/n) watched the exchange, a mixture of relief and surprise washing over her. She had not expected Jasper to speak up on her behalf, but his actions sent a clear message that he was not going to tolerate any mistreatment of their guest.
“Thank you jasper,” (y/n) says before taking a glance at her daughter who was preoccupied with playing with Rosalie and Emmett’s hands, “But I was just going to continue ignoring him.”
“He has no right,” he muttered.
The atmosphere grew increasingly tense as Edward continued to make snide remarks during dinner. (y/n) could feel her own patience wearing thin, and it was clear that Jasper's restraint was also waning. Just as she thought the situation might escalate further, Edward muttered yet another offensive comment under his breath, the final straw that broke the camel's back.
Jasper's normally composed demeanor shifted dramatically, and his alter ego, the Major, emerged with an intensity that was impossible to ignore. In an instant, he was on his feet, his eyes darkened with a mix of anger and determination. He moved swiftly towards Edward, who looked both surprised and apprehensive as Jasper's presence commanded the room.
Without hesitation, Jasper's powerful punch landed squarely on Edward's jaw, sending him crashing back against the wall with a stunned expression. The force of the impact left Edward momentarily incapacitated, his usual arrogance replaced with shock.
However, the sudden altercation was far from over. Just as Jasper's punch landed, (y/n) felt a surge of fury and protection coursing through her veins. The sight of Edward being physical with jasper seemed to trigger something primal within her. In an instant, her lioness instincts took over, and her transformation into her lioness form was swift and decisive.
With a roar that echoed through the room, (y/n) lunged forward, her massive claws and jaws aimed at Edward. In a flash, her powerful grip closed around his leg, and with a single, swift motion, she ripped it off. The room was filled with a combination of shock and horror as the unexpected violence unfolded before their eyes.
Rosalie, ever alert to the well-being of (y/n)'s daughter, acted swiftly. She scooped up the young child in her arms and, together with Alice, quickly exited the room, shielding her from witnessing the gruesome scene that was unfolding.
The aftermath of the chaos was palpable. Edward's pained cries filled the room, and (y/n) was still in her lioness form, her eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and a wild, protective instinct. Jasper, his alter ego the Major receding, stood nearby, his expression a mix of concern and understanding.
Carlisle, Esme, and the rest of the Cullen family were left in shock, struggling to process the sudden violence that had erupted within their midst. The events had unfolded so rapidly that there was little time to react.
As the reality of what had transpired settled in, the room fell into an uneasy silence, broken only by the sound of Edward's labored breathing. The unexpected turn of events had left everyone shaken, and the fragile equilibrium of the room had been shattered.
With the threat to her daughter's well-being now removed, Rosalie focused on ensuring (y/n)’s child remained unaware of the chaos that had unfolded. She, along with Alice, would provide comfort and reassurance, sheltering her from the darker aspects of the situation.
In the aftermath of the incident, the Cullens were faced with a difficult choice: how to address the repercussions of the violence and the rift it had caused within their family. The once peaceful evening had transformed into a tumultuous display of emotions, leaving them all to grapple with the unexpected and its far-reaching consequences.
As the tension in the room slowly began to ebb, (y/n) felt the shift within herself and started to revert to her human form. The transformation was accompanied by a sensation of reorientation and a return to her human senses. She looked around, her eyes locking onto the concerned faces of the Cullen family.
Esme, with her innate warmth, stepped forward and offered (y/n) a set of clean clothes. Grateful for the gesture, (y/n) accepted the clothes and retreated to a more private corner of the room to change. The new attire felt refreshing against her skin, helping to soothe the lingering tension that still coursed through her veins.
Once she was dressed, (y/n) rejoined the Cullens, her composure steadier now that she was back in her human form. But it wasn't long before their attention was drawn to the faded bite marks on her arms and exposed legs. The telltale marks were evidence of her encounters with vampires, and the curiosity in the room was palpable.
“I would like to apologize for my behavior just now”, she says. “It wasn’t my intention to come into your home and start a fight.”
With a sigh, (y/n) met their gaze and knew she needed to explain.
“Oh my,” esme holds a hand to her mouth noticing the scars. “Your arms…”
"I've had my fair share of run-ins with vampires, some of them not the friendliest." She looked down at the faded bite marks, her tone a mixture of sadness and determination. "But the thing is, I'm immune to vampire bites."
The room fell silent as her words hung in the air, the Cullens processing the revelation. It was a rare trait, one that set her apart even further from the supernatural world she had become a part of.
Carlisle, ever the inquisitive and compassionate one, stepped forward. "That's quite a unique ability you have there, (y/n). Would you mind telling us more about how you discovered this immunity?"
(y/n) nodded, appreciating the genuine interest in his voice. "It was a gradual realization, really. I had a few encounters with vampires who tried to bite me, but the venom had no effect. After a while, I realized that I could resist their bites completely."
Esme's expression softened with empathy. "That must have been quite a shock to discover."
"It was," (y/n) agreed, her gaze distant as she recalled the past. "But it also gave me an advantage. It meant I could defend myself in ways others couldn't."
Jasper, who had remained quiet during the conversation, finally spoke up. "Your ability is indeed a remarkable one. It must have served you well."
(y/n) nodded, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "Yes, it has. But enough about me. I believe we have more pressing matters to address."
The Cullens exchanged glances, the events of the evening still fresh in their minds. As (y/n) steered the conversation toward the present, they realized that the chaos that had unfolded had implications that needed to be addressed. With the weight of the situation heavy in the air, they began to discuss their next steps and how to navigate the aftermath of the unexpected altercation.
In the midst of uncertainty, (y/n) found herself among a group of supernatural beings who were grappling with their own challenges and emotions. The bonds formed that evening were complex and layered, and the newfound understanding between them would shape the path they were destined to walk together.
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My Love Is Alive || Eddie Munson
Pairing: Eddie Munson X Reader
Word Count: 2k
Request: okay here me out. eddie munson x reader eddie makes a promise to y/n and their infant son he’ll be back.he does but is in the hospital and they have a heartfelt reunion and Eddie proposes to y/n. - @writing-fanics
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“Check it out. The warzone. I’ve been there once, it’s huge! It has everything you would need for um…killing things!” Eddie explained as he placed a flyer for the store on the table.”Is that a grenade! Look how any of this legal?!” Robin asked as she looked down at the flyer. “Well luckily for us it is! This place is just right outside of hawkins! As long as we stay clear of main roads we can avoid cops or uh angry hicks…” he said with an uncomfortable smile on his face.
“If we’re trying to avoid angry hicks, maybe we shouldn’t go to some place called the warzone!” Dustin pointed at Erica, silently agreeing with her. “Normally I would agree with you but we need the weapons, so i think it’s worth the risk!” Nancy said as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Me too!” Erica looked at Lucas surprised. “But It'll take all day to bike from here to there!” Dustin said as he followed Nancy's actions.
“Who said anything about biking?” Eddie said as he stood up straight. “What? Do you have a car we don’t know about?” Steve asked, confused. “It’s not exactly a car steve! And it’s not exactly mine.” Eddie said with a smile. Everyone looked at each other confused.
You sighed as you heard knocking on your front door. You decided to ignore it. "What kind of party would you like for your first birthday?" You asked Joey, yours and Eddie's 12 month baby. As you sat down next to him, he just babbled at you before looking back at his cartoon "Would you like scooby doo?" Before Joey could come up with any form of a response the knocking continued.
You sighed and got up from the floor. You walked over to your door and were surprised to see Nancy, Steve and the kids behind them. “Hey Nance What’s up?” you asked as you noticed the kids kept looking around the area. “Do you know Eddie munson?” you tensed up and moved the door a bit closer to yourself, making sure to hide joey for their sight. “Why?” Shuffling was heard as you tilted your head at the sound. “Hey gorgeous!” Eddie said with a smile. You let out a breath of relief. “Hi eddie!” you smiled at him. “Could we borrow your RV please?” he asked, doing a smile you couldn’t say no to.
“What For?” you asked confused. “We need to um go to a store..” he said, trying to think of a way to explain this whole situation. “We need to get stuff to kill something from the upside down!” Steve said bluntly. Eddie was the only one who didn’t know you had helped the gang the previous times. “Another demogorgon?!” you asked with wide eyes. “No but just as bad, the murders that have been happening isn’t eddie or an actual killer, it’s someone form the upside down.” you stared at nancy “I’m sorry but “someone” from the upside down! There was a person there!” Eddie looked between you and Nancy as she quickly brought you back up to speed with them.
“Let me go with!” you said as you walked over to the bowl of keys and got the RV keys out. “You can’t y/n!” Eddie said, making everyone turn to look at him confused as to why you couldn’t join them.
“Why not munson?” you asked, putting your hands on your hips. Eddie looked in Joey's direction. You sighed at him “I have a babysitter for him! Give me a moment! Come in guys!” you said before you dashed into your kitchen to call the babysitter.
The group walked into your home and looked around, Steve and Robin were the first to notice Joey in the living room. They slowly elbowed the others to look at Joey, who didn’t bother looking at the visitor in his home. “Hey little dude!” Eddie with a smile as he walked over and picked Joey up. “Eddie, you can't just go around and pick up random babies!” Dustin said as the group watched Joey get all excited in his arms.
“Well luckily this one’s mine, everyone this is joey munson! Say hi joe” he told the baby who didn’t move and just stared at Eddie with admiration “My mom said we could just drop him off instead! His babysitter wasn’t there.” you said as you came running out from your room, struggling to tie your shoelace while standing up.
“Alright let's go!” you said as you started walking out the door, the group followed. No said anything as you dropped off joey at your parents house. It wasn’t till you got back into the RV when the questions started for you and eddie.
“You have a child with Eddie munson and you didn’t tell us?” Nancy asked you as she sat down next to robin. “There was a reason I wasn't in school for so long!” you told the pair who looked at each other shocked.
The ride to the store was interesting due to Steve's turns in the RV.
“Dustin, y/n and lucas, you three stay here and make sure no one sees eddie!” Steve directed as he and the others got out of the RV and walked into the store. “You knew eddie! Why didn’t you tell us y/n!” Dustin said with a smile, two of his favorite people knew each other without a mutual friend. “I didn’t think you boys would get along with him but again you all play dnd!” you said as you leaned against the window.
After a few minutes everyone came running back into the rv with bags of their needed supplies. "What's wrong?" Lucas asked, as everyone quickly jumped into their seats. "You're old friends are here!" Erica replied, you quickly tossed a blanket for Eddie to cover his head with.
After that tiny scare had happened, Steve drove to an empty field and parked the RV on the side of the road. Everyone had broken up into pairs, you followed behind Eddie and Dustin, you grabbed the nails they would be needing for their makeshift shields. "How does it feel?" Dustin asked Eddie as he picked up the shield and acted like he was blocking himself off. "Light but durable, deadly but reliable!"
"Hear me now! No more retreating from Eddie the banished!" Eddie said chuckling, putting the trash can lid down next to you. "Sounds like you're ready for bat-tle!" Dustin laughed at his own joke. You and Eddie looked at each other, you forced yourself from laughing. "Get it..B-A-T, Battle?" He tried to explain to you both. You and Eddie looked at each other before Eddie tackled dustin.
"You son of a bitch!" Dustin said as he and Eddie playfully fought "no wedgies! No wedgies!" Dustin exclaimed as the pair rolled around. "Be Careful you two or else someone's gonna end up with grass marks on their pants!" You told the boys, making Eddie and Dustin stand up from the grass. Eddie held onto dustin. "Never change, Dustin henderson!" He smiled at him. "You either, y/n y/l/n!" Eddie walked over and sat down next to you. "You sound much more like a mom now!" Dustin laughed as he sat on the crate next to you and eddie. "I still can't believe it, my old babysitter and my favorite friend have a child together!" Dustin said still in disbelief.
You and Eddie smiled, Eddie pulled out his wallet and showed a polaroid picture of Joey to dustin. "He looks so cute!" Dustin gushed at the photo. You smiled and continued to hammer nails into the trash can lids. "How are those spears coming along, Sinclairs?" Eddie yelled towards Erica and Lucas's direction. Erica scoffed at Lucas's thumbs up and muttered something to him. Eddie sent Dustin over to the duo before they could start fighting.
You and Eddie sat in silence as you hammered the lids while Eddie stared at the polaroid photo he had stashed behind cash of you and Joey at his uncle's small birthday celebration. "You promise you'll come back to me and Joey, right eddie?" You asked, slightly scared of his possible answer.
"Of course I will y/n!" He rubs your leg in reassurance "You make sure you'll protect Dustin too right?" You asked as you watched everyone else finish up making their makeshift weapons and armor. "I'll make sure Henderson will be alright!" He said as you pulled his bandana from his back pocket and unfolded it. "Tonight protect Dustin like he's a grown up joey, understand me munson?" You asked Eddie as you tied the bandana around his head. "I do y/l/n!" He said with a chuckle. Dustin smiled as he watched you and Eddie play around while you got Eddie geared up.
That Night
You sighed as you watched as Steve drove up towards the old creel house and dropped off Lucas, Max and erica. "Good luck, be careful" you told the trio as they got out of the rv. Steve watched them go up to the front steps before driving away to the forest hills trailer park.
You sighed as Steve parked the RV in front of Eddie's trailer. "Promise me you'll both make sure you and Dustin will come back to me safe?" You told Eddie as you watched everyone unload from the rv. "I told you earlier y/n I will!" He said softly as he held you. "I know but I can't stand the feeling that I could lose you in there eddie.." you felt yourself hold onto his jacket tighter as he tried to pull away from you.
"Don't leave me munson!" You felt tears dropping onto his leather clad shoulder. Eddie kissed the top of your head before he pulled away from you head, he leaned down a bit and kissed your lips, he held your head in his hands and smiled at you "After this all you'll have to worry about is what kind of cake Joey will want at his birthday party!" He joked, you smiled at him and kissed him one last time before he had to go inside.
You watched as the gang entered the trailer before you started up the rv and drove away.
Later
It had been about two hours since the group had been dropped off at Eddie's trailer. It wasn't till two in the morning when you heard the phone ringing, you sighed as you got out of bed and walked towards the phone that was hung up in the kitchen.
"Hello?" You greeted as you wiped away the sleep from your eyes. "Y/n! Come to the hospital fast, it's about eddie!" Dustin said into the phone, you quickly figured out which hospital and hung up on dustin. You walked back to your room and threw on clothes. You walked over towards Joey's side of the bed and picked him up.
The infant stirred as you carried him to your beat up car and put him into his carseat. "Hush, go back to sleep honey!" You calmed Joey as you buckled him in. You ran to your side of the car and drove to the hospital, you were pretty sure you had broken every driving law.
You quickly parked and grabbed Joey a.d made your way into the ER. "Y/n!" You turned to see Nancy waving you over to where your small group was waiting together. The kids perked up when they saw you carrying joey over. Robin took Joey from you as Nancy and Steve talked to you.
They quickly got you up to speed with what had happened to eddie. "Is he alright?" You asked, as you sat down next to dustin. You sighed and rubbed his back as he held his head in his hands. "The doctors are looking over him right now, but we won't be able to see him." You stopped rubbing Dustin's back and looked at Steve confused. "The police want to try to investigate him." You rolled your eyes at his words.
It had been about an hour before you spoke to Dustin "I'm glad you saved him dustin!" The teen looks up at you. "I thought he was really gonna die, those bats tried to eat him, when I tried to save him he just pushed me away, he told me to leave and go back to you. He started to say his goodbyes to me!" you sighed and hugged Dustin as he cried into your shoulder. "It's alright Dustin, you saved him, didn’t you?" You asked, he gave you a nod as he wiped away his tears. "I think Joey wants to thank you for that!" You said with a smile as you watched Joey stare at Dustin in Nancy's arms, showing his two bottom teeth to you both. You both laughed as Joey tried to lean forward but Nancy caught him.
"Ms y/l/n?" You shot up and turned to face the doctor "yes?" You walked over. "You may visit Mr Munson now, he will be kept here for his whole recovery." You nod your head, "Would you like to see him?" You nod at the doctor. "May I grab my sweater real quick?" The doctor nodded. You quickly ran back and gave the group an explanation before running back over to the doctor. He led you to Eddie's recovery room. You thanked the doctor as they left you and Eddie be.
"I kept my promise." Eddie said as you walked into his room. You quickly ran over and gently hugged him. "I was worried something had happened to you!" You told him as you clung onto him. "I made sure to protect Dustin like you said." He said with a light laugh. "I heard, don't you ever dare do that again!" You lightly smacked his arm. “I can’t afford to lose you eddie!” you let out the tears you held back. “And you won’t y/n!, you're stuck with me and Joey until the end of time!” he said as he held the back of your head. “Is that a proposal, munson?” you smiled as you wiped your tears away with eddie’s help. “What if it is?” he asked as he admired your eyes.
“I’ll gladly take it!” you smiled and kissed him on his chapped lips. “I love you mrs munson!” he muttered into the kiss, you pulled away and smiled at the new nickname. “And I love you mr munson!” you both leaned in and started kissing again.
“Oh god!”
“Ew! Old people kissing!”
“In Front of the baby!”
“Cover his eyes dustin!” you and eddie pulled away from the kiss laughing at your friends reactions. It seemed like everything was gonna be alright.
Bonus
“Eddie, would you mind?” Mike asked, gesturing to the infant on the hospital bed. Eddie smiled at Joey “Joe, c’mon yell for your mom!” Joey just stared at Eddie before he looked back at mike. Joey just smiled and babbled at him before he crawled closer to him, Mike hesitantly picked him up. Joey smiled and got closer before he tried to bite Mike with his two little harmless teeth. “Y/n! He’s doing it again!” gareth yelled as they watched joey attack mike with his bottom teeth.
“Joey Munson!” you playfully scolded as you watched steve grab joey off of mike’s face. Joey just babbled as he parted ways from Mike and right into your arms. “Don’t go around biting people!” you tickled his sides as eddie started hellfire’s new campaign. While the members gathered to discuss their next move Eddie looked around his hospital room and smiled at the sight, his other club members talking passionately about their new campaign, yourself and the other’s playing with Joey to keep him busy. Eddie’s smile got wider as he saw your newly bought ring, he had Steve and Dustin buy for him, shine in the sunset peaking through the closed blinds.
And to think he almost never got to witness this sight.
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The Duty of a Father | Sandman imagine
Summary: With the birth of his son, Morpheus’ wife is exhausted and in need of rest, so it is up to him to take care of his newborn as well as his kingdom.
Pairing: Morpheus x Reader
Requested by @writing-fanics
The day his son Cors was born it was the happiest day of his millenarian existence. But his Queen and wife Y/N, had gone through quite a rough child birth, and after medical evaluation the experts concluded you needed two weeks of absolute rest.
Which meant you were in no shape to take care of your son. Morpheus had no problem in assuming that role but his wife undoubtedly worried.
“But you have to take care of the kingdom”
“And you need to rest, I will take care of him, you’ve done more than enough by giving birth to new life”
Truth was, he had no idea of what he was doing, Cors was such a fragile being he was utterly terrified, his son would always look at him with those big eyes full of curiousness.
At first Morpheus could be seen walking all around the kingdom with his son in his arms, he would coo the baby constantly, he was getting really good at feeding the baby with the bottle and changing diapers but it was obvious he was getting tired of carrying the baby all the time.
“My lord?” Lucienne said, approaching the evidently tired parent. “Could I maybe suggest a baby carrier for Prince Cors?” He thought about it for a minute, wondering why didn’t he think of that before.
Now, standing in front of Lucienne who did her absolute best to adjust the baby in the carrier he could clearly see why Lucienne hadn’t made this proposition sooner.
Because a baby carrier wasn’t exactly a subtle thing, it would be really hard to adjust his movements to this particular tool, but when looking down, Cors didn’t seem to mind. His son actually seemed to be quite comfortable with this artifact.
While he did feel a little too extravagant with this on, the only thing that Morpheus cared for was his child’s comfort and safety, looking a little foolish was something he would have to get over.
The first few times he went out with the baby carrier he could feel thousands of looks upon him, but of course, nobody even dared to speak of it. With the course of time it became something natural, almost.
He would practically do the same every day, he would take care of his business while also, feeding, dressing and changing his son. Morpheus made a crib for his son to sleep in on the day, as he would take a lot of naps.
He could be creating dreams and nightmares or dealing with affairs with Lucienne but the minute he heard his son cry everything had to be stopped. The wasn’t a single thing that could be more important than his son, even if the world was ending.
Matthew had basically become the raven nanny of the boy, which he said multiple times he hated because Cors would always pull him a feather or two and would yank at his bill.
When the days would finally reach their end, he would come home to you, you would sat back and extend your arms to Morpheus who would place your son in your arms, you would fill the baby’s face with kisses and you would ask about their day and he would ask you how were you feeling.
You were the only one ever allowed to laugh about the baby carrier.
“Thank you for taking so good care of him”
“You don’t need to thank me for doing what I must”
He loved his little family so much, even when you were resting, Morpheus felt the most at home when there was only the three of you. Also, your resting period had allowed him to navigate his fatherhood and create a bond with his child since very early on.
Which was something he recognized he might’ve not been able to do if you had taken care of him since day one. He would sometimes be absorbed by his work, his duty. But being fully responsible for Cors, even if it was for two weeks, would constantly ground him.
Yes, he had a job and duty to humanity to preserve balance, but he also had a son and a wife that needed him now.
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What To Expect When You're Expecting
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 2,001
Warnings: None.
Request: "eddie and the reader are parents. Y/n is in the kitchen cooking and Eddie is asleep on the couch. His son his crawling on his face. His son then just decides to fart in Eddie’s face. Waking him up." by @writing-fanics
Author's Note: This was super fun to write, hope you guys enjoy!
Y/N remembered the day she found out she was pregnant like it was yesterday. She was sitting in the hospital, Eddie had been in a coma for little over a month. She went and sat by his bed everyday, praying for the day he would wake up. She was scared, stressed, and could barely take care of herself. That morning she had rushed to the hospital as soon as it opened, and the second she walked into Eddie’s room a terrible pang of nausea ran through her. The nurse was adjusting his IV bag when she had rushed to the toilet and threw up the coffee she guzzled on the road.
The nurse had a sad look in her eye, and asked her if Y/N thought she might have been pregnant. Her immediate thought was no, there was no way, Eddie had been in a coma for over a month. Then the lightbulb went off in her head. They did sleep together, right before the big battle. A quick romp in the trailer while everyone was getting prepared for battle. They didn’t know if they were gonna make it by the end, and just needed to feel something good to cover up the all consuming fear deep inside them.
Y/N took the test, and less than an hour later she found out she was pregnant. A million and one thoughts ran through her head. One, her mother was going to be beside herself for getting knocked up at 20. Two, how terrified she was of becoming a mother herself. And three, how desperately she wanted Eddie wake up to tell him he was going to be a father. She didn’t tell anybody at first, only a sleeping Eddie in his bed. Y/N told him everything, how she was going to get her life together, some baby names she liked, and even when the first sonogram appointment was.
She had begged the hospital staff to do the sonogram in Eddie’s room, she didn’t want him to miss out on any of things that came with his first child. The staff agreed, and at 8 weeks along she heard it, the baby’s heart beat. Y/N wished in that moment Eddie miraculously woke up, but that wasn’t the case. He woke up three days later.
Y/N was sleeping at the time, her head resting on his bed. That’s when she felt a light touch on her cheek, at first she thought her mind was playing tricks on her, but when she opened her eyes there he was. Eddie was awake, after nearly 9 weeks he was finally awake. What happened after was a blur, tears were falling, phone calls were made, and then suddenly the room was filled with people. They were all overjoyed that Eddie was awake and that he was gonna make a full recovery, back to normal in a couple of months. That’s when the doctor accidentally slipped the big news.
“You’ll be back in tip top shape for your first Father’s Day!” Everyone was confused about what the doctor meant, most of all Eddie. When he finally left, Y/N told everyone she was pregnant. She wanted to wait a few days, not make Eddie’s near miraculous recovery about her, but she didn’t regret it when she saw the look on his face. He had the biggest smile she’d ever seen, and she knew he was thrilled with the idea when he said:
“Went and made me a daddy, huh sweetheart?” The room practically exploded with excitement. Dustin was in tears, thrilled to be an uncle. Mike, Will, and Lucas were all debating if it was gonna be a boy or a girl. Eleven and Max were giggling to themselves, coming up with ideas on when the baby was made. Steve immediately offered to babysit whenever they needed, and Robin was making fun of him for being so excited. Nancy and Jonathan offered a quiet congratulations, and the rest was history.
Eddie worked really hard to get himself better before the baby arrived. He was religious about taking the proper meds, eating well, and doing all the physical therapy the doctor required. Fortunately, the US Government offered to pay for medical expenses due to their major fuck up with Vecna, so money wasn’t anything they had to worry about. He was so excited to get back on his feet after everything, especially because Hawkins High School agreed that if he passed the final exams he could graduate alongside everyone else. Eddie crossed that stage with his head held high, and a few short months later they found out they were going to have a baby boy. That started the great naming debate of 1986.
“Dustin Jr. is a great name! We can call him DJ!” Everyone came to visit Eddie and Y/N’s new apartment to hear about the big baby news. Y/N was sitting on the couch with Eddie massaging her swollen calves. Jonathan and Nancy were on the love seat talking among themselves, with Robin and Steve sitting in chairs beside them. All the kids were scattered on the floor, they had been going back and fourth for the past hour about what they should name the new baby boy.
“We can’t name the baby Dustin, you’re already Dustin. He needs an original name.” Lucas scoffed between sips of lemonade.
“Yea, and why does the baby get named after you! What about Mike Jr. or Will Jr?” Mike complained, “I think Mike Jr. is the best personally”
Eddie was very amused with the display before him, he hoped that one day his son would have friends as good as they were. He neglected to tell everyone they already picked a name, he wanted to see what everyone else thought first.
“I think the baby’s name is Eddie and Y/N’s decision alone. They’re the parents after all.” Will was rolling his eyes at his friends bickering, and Eddie took that as his cue to announce that they had already chosen a name.
"Well, sorry to break it to you guys but the baby already has a name." They all turned to look at Eddie, eyes wide with curiosity.
"Well what is it?!" "Tell us, tell us, tell us," "Is it Dustin Jr.?!" They all shouted at the same time. Eddie looked over to Y/N, silently asking her if she wanted to be the one to break the news. She nodded, before turning to the group to tell them the baby's name.
"We're naming him James, James Jett Munson." When Eddie first suggested the name, she instantly knew it was because of Metallica. She decided to keep the theme and have the middle name be after her favorite artist, Miss. Joan Jett from The Runaways. He could go by Jamie or JJ as a nickname, it was perfect. Everyone was so excited about the name, and they all couldn't wait for the baby to born. There was talk about a DnD themed baby shower, and whether or not the baby would be born by Christmas. The room was filled with joy, and that carried on for the rest of Y/N's pregnancy.
On Saturday December 13, 1986, James Jett Munson was born. Eddie was a nervous wreck the entire time, constantly asking if she was okay and if the baby was fine. He held her hand, fed her ice chips, offered support and praise during the delivery. When their son was finally born, and it was time to cut the umbilical cord, Eddie couldn't stop crying. When he finally held his son in his arms for the first time, Y/N knew he was going to be an amazing father. There was so much love in his eyes. He stayed up the entire night watching over the baby, making sure Y/N got proper rest. When they took James home, the panic settled in.
Was she going to be a good mom? Could she really do this? Eddie could sense her panic, and he just tucked her into bed with a kiss on her cheek. He told her it was her time to take care of herself, that he would take care of everything, and he did. When James was hungry, he brought him to Y/N and took care of her while she fed him. If he needed a diaper change, Eddie was on it. He did most of the heavy lifting for the first 8 months of James's life.
Y/N was thrilled to see how taken Eddie was with James. He did everything he could with him, brought him to Hellfire Club, put little noice cancelling headphones on him so he could watch band practice, he was so in love with being a dad and it made her heart sour. On James's second birthday they had a DnD themed party. Y/N spent all day making a 20 sided die cake, which ended up a bit wonky in the end. James and Eddie loved it all the same, and everybody stuffed their faces with the large chocolate marble cake. The party was mostly Y/N and Eddie's friends, but James had a ball everyone. After the party, both James and Eddie passed out together on the couch, exhausted from the days events. Y/N was in the kitchen cleaning up some leftover dishes when she heard Eddie yelling from the living room. She rushed over to see the love of her life laughing on the floor with their son, a look of amusement and disgust on his face.
"Would you care to explain what's going on?" Y/N said with her hands on her hips. Both boys stopped their rough housing to look at the lady of the house.
"Our son had the bright idea to drop a methane bomb on his Dad's face while he was asleep" Eddie groaned, barely containing his amusement.
"It was funny Mommy!" James giggled, rolling on the floor. Y/N rolled her eyes and sat on the ground with her family tickling her son's tummy.
"It's not nice to do that Jamie, now say you're sorry to your Dad" She knew it was important to tell James it wasn't appropriate behavior, even if she found it hilarious.
"I'm sorry Daddy..." James replied, fiddling with the bottom of his pajama shirt. Eddie ruffled his son's hair, a fond smile on his face.
"Apology accepted little man, now why don't you go play with some of your birthday toys" James broke out into a giant grin and immediately ran off to his bedroom to go play.
"He's your son for sure, no doubt about it" Eddie turned to look at the mother of his child, his eyes full of love and light.
"I had no doubts sweetheart" He leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss on her lips. Y/N smiled into the kiss, her heart soaring with every movement of their lips. After awhile Eddie pulled back from the kiss, a wolfish grin on his lips.
"Hey baby, I was thinking," Eddie began, "what if we gave James a little brother or sister?" Y/N was shocked with the question, she never thought about having more kids. It made sense, Eddie loved being James's dad and she loved being his mom.
"You want to have another baby?" Eddie nodded in response, the grin never leaving his face. Y/N leaned over to kiss him again, the kiss quickly became heated before she pulled back again, giggling at the whine Eddie let out when did.
"Well why don't we get started then?"
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x you#eddie munson#eddie munson x fem!reader#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson fanfiction#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson fic#baby daddy eddie munson#stranger things#stranger things fanficton#stranger things s4#stranger things fanfic#stranger things fic#stranger things fluff#stranger things x reader
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ari's 1k celebration!
this is so unreal. there's a thousand of you. i've never done a celebration before because i'm way too nervous, but i think 1k followers calls for it. thank you for sticking around. you're all deeply beautiful people, and i'm beyond grateful for your support.
ASTER: tell me about yourself + give me a fandom and i'll ship you with a character!
DAHLIA: send me a character + prompt and i'll write you some headcanons!
IRIS: send me a character + prompt and i'll write a blurb/fic!
PANSY: ask me anything :)
prompt ideas: kisses, relationship scenarios & romantic gestures (feel free to send in your own though!!)
rules:
i'll write for any character as long as i know enough about them (check my m.list for ideas if you need to)
please make sure you specify the readers gender in your asks.
please remember to include the characters fandom in your ask.
the celebration will be active from 1st Dec 2022 to 1st Jan 2023, but you can start sending in requests now :)
tagging some mutuals below the cut in case they want to participate/help spread the word!
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TAG GAME 💖
Was tagged by the amazing @danihow thank you angel for tagging me ✨🧚🏻♀️
dynamic: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Wild World
Legolas x reader soulmate au -> Soulmates can see the world in color once they've touche the other's skin, You and Legolas discover your soulmates the moment you get kidnapped by orcs
2. Untitled by one of my favorite things I have ever written in my life and idk why i haven't finished
Peter Parker x Powered! reader -> Requested: Reader never talk to Peter until reader read Peter’s mind accidentally & found out what happened in NWH. Reader helps Peter by becoming his friend or maybe more
3. Where the tide takes you
Peter Parker x Halfblood(Poseidon kid)! reader / Percy Jackson x Avenger au -> You're a half-blood recruited by the Avengers. Hald blood business get mixed into avengers business.
4. Post Bahrain
Charles Leclerc x reader -> Part 2 of Bahrain
5. Lucky Him
Peter Parker x Black Widow!reader -> requested:Peter (Andrew) flirts with reader who’s dating Peter (Tom) & reader flirts back & Peter (bf) is like what are you doing & is like how would you feel if I flirted with another you. Reader is like I would threaten the other version of her (maybe reader could be a black widow)
6. J’ai demandé à la lune
Pierre Gasly x Reader -> Summer loves aren't suppose to last, right?
7. Unittled future series
Battinson!Bruce Wayne x Constantine! Reader -> Reader is Constantine's cousin, while his powers run around the Occult her's is on mythology. She's an archeologist and part-time superhero with her cousin. She meets batman on a mission.
8. You Belong with me
Charles Leclerc x reader -> Bording school AU based on Taylor Swift's You Belong with me song
9. Heather
Cedric Diggory x reader -> based on Heather by Conan Grey
10. Untitled idea more than wip
Peter Parker x Daughter of Apollo! Reader -> not based on percy Jackson but more of the gods that we saw in Thor love and thunder. I'd like to write something but only problem is that I don't really know how to connect the dots between her being a goddess with zeus and the rest to meeting Peter.
11. Stairway to Heaven
Killian jones x reader -> fully changed the plot of once upon a time, the reader becomes the dark one but is prophesied to change his power into becoming 'the light one'. Her parents push her towards that destiny but she runs away with Killian
I tag @illicitlimerence-writes @seasidepierre @sainz-leclerc @indouloureux @inknopewetrust @seidenbros @streets-in-paradise @writing-fanics @vigilvntes @ohmyeyesmyeyes @heliads
#challenge accepted :)#peter parker x reader#batman x reader#battinson x reader#batman fan ficton#peter parker x you#peter parker x y/n#peter parker imagine#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc x you#charles leclerc x y/n#pierre gasly x reader#pierre gasly imagine#pierre gasly x y/n#pierre gasly x you#charles leclerc#pierre gasly#killian jones x reader#killian jones#killian jones imagine#captain hook#once upon a time#legolas x reader#legolas x you#legolas x y/n#legolas imagine#orlando bloom
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𝙼𝚢 𝚄𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 :)
Hello! My name is Nova, and my favorite things to do are roleplay and cosplay. I go by any pronouns, I don't mind at all what I'm referred to as. I love writing angst, so most of my fanfics will be angst related. The fandoms that I'll write fanics about are:
Demon Slayer
My Hero Academia
Jujutsu Kaisen
I take requests, and I welcome constructive criticism about my writing. I have dyslexia and it can be difficult sometimes, so I'm always open to suggestions to make my writing better! :D
My Discord is •{Nova_Thehuman}•#5359 if you want to roleplay with me or just chat! I'm on there more often.
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1. Nothing NSFW, I am a minor.
2. If you do start talking to me, please don't be weird, and I don't mean the good weird because I like silliness.
3. Please don't spam me. It stresses me.
Otherwise, please do talk to me. I love making new friends. ✨️
Thanks for reading this! Have a good morning/afternoon/evening. :D
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Memories of beach [P x reader] - short fic
This one was requested by the very kind @writing-fanics. I'm sorry dear if I kept you waiting, I really hope you like it!
TW: angst, blood mentions
Amidst the air saturated with ergo, countless grains of white sand sliced through the young face, painfully beautiful, yet unperturbed. In the black sky, swollen with clouds like a trail of stars, shone the promise of a safe haven.
Pinocchio trudged forward almost blindly, instinctively, guided by something far more human than his cold and immutable body would suggest. An unnatural wind swept the immense, deserted beach, chasing itself in spires and vortices of an unnatural blue.
The light of Gemini at his belt, a faint beacon in that chaotic swirl of vital energy.
Then, as the boy continued to advance, in the silence, the howling of the wind transformed into clearly human voices, and the ergo that had hitherto streaked the darkness above his head animated the sand and took shape.
At first, just a confused, distant, unrecognizable shape. However, as Pinocchio approached, those sketched and primitive figures began to resemble something. No, someone. He recognized that scene not so much for its details, but for what it was evoking in his heart.
A distant, alien life, yet at the same time so familiar that it ignited a small flame in his chest, the still vivid and lively memory of someone else. The more he walked, the faster and more urgent his steps became, even stumbling, seeing that life unfold before his eyes. He felt an unknown, ancient loneliness as he scrutinized those unrecognizable faces, yet indelibly imprinted on corners of his heart that he did not know he had.
That reflection of himself had been happy, had felt the comfort of sincere friendship, of a spontaneous and rebellious smile. That face, that voice calling his name... No, not his name. He had not shown mercy when their blades had met, he did not understand that dark and mechanical language, perhaps he was not born to do so.
The pendant hidden in the bottom of his pocket suddenly felt like a heavy weight. What had he done? How much of what he had done had really depended on his will?
He walked on, his mechanical heart sinking a little in his cold chest with each step, like his feet in the sand. The beach had returned to an unnatural, frightening darkness, then a light appeared again in the wind.
He recognized your voice first. That laugh that had alleviated more suffering than that stranger whose face he wore had wanted to admit. The long sleepless nights when your eyes and your words had tormented him. You had promised him something unheard of, something that still in a corner of his heart was eager to come to light. You had sworn your love to him.
"I... I don't think I'm good at these things, but I know I want you by my side. Forever." That nervous voice that was his voice had whispered in the wind. A small ring between fingers of sand that were already fading.
Pinocchio's fingers were so tightly clenched to his pocket that they tore the fabric. Against the metallic palm, the shape of that small ring burned as if it were incandescent. He extracted it with the delicacy with which one handles a relic. Dirty, rusty and bloody, just as that memory should be.
Suddenly, that pain that had gradually grown inside him with each step seemed almost unbearable. He had not shown mercy to you either. He had watched the light fade from your eyes with a distant, immobile face, yet his arms had moved instinctively, had supported your light, sweet, curiously familiar weight. He had not understood that look of tenderness and regret, he had not even registered it.
He had let your fingers run over his cold face, an incomprehensible last sentence veiled your lips. You almost seemed to be crying.
#lies of p#lies of p pinocchio#lies of p fanfic#lies of p headcanon#lies of p x reader#p x reader#pinocchio x reader#pinocchio#lies of p fic#p lies of p#lies of p headcanons#my writing#myliesofp#requested
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Come Home
Pairing: Morpheus x Fem!Reader
Warnings: None
Summary: Morpheus reunites with his lover after a century of imprisonment, hoping that they still love him after all that time
Requested by: @writing-fanics
“And (Y/N)?” Morpheus asked Lucienne once she had finished getting him up to date with everything that had happened in his absence. “Where is she?”
He had hoped his lover would be the first to greet him when returning to the Dreaming, but he hadn’t seen them yet.
But his worry grew as Lucienne’s hesitation was clear on her face. “(Y/N)… she left a few years after your disappearance, thinking you had abandoned the Dreaming. And her.” She admitted
Not expecting that, Morpheus’s jaw clenched. Slight anger coursing through him. “What?” (Y/N) left? “Where did she go?”
He went after her as soon as Lucienne gave him the location, eager to get an explanation out of his partner. Eager to know if they still loved him.
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He stood across the street from the house (Y/N) was now living in. It was a colourful, charming little building, exactly the kind of place (Y/N) would have chosen.
Morpheus debated whether he should knock on the door, After a few minutes of thinking, a taxi drove up to the house and interrupted his thoughts. His breath caught in his throat as (Y/N) stepped out, looking just like he remembered her.
It took a moment for her to notice him. But (Y/N) froze up like a deer in headlights when she did.
When she started moving again, she dashed across the street.
“Morpheus?” She breathed, looking at him like she couldn’t believe he was standing in front of her. “Am I dreaming?”
He shook his head. “You’re not dreaming. I’ve returned.” The King of Dreams told her, searching her face for her reaction.
But what he didn’t expect was for her to sob, throwing her arms around him and pulling him into a tight hug. “I thought… I…” She let out a broken laugh. “I missed you so much.”
Morpheus couldn’t help but feel pure relief at her words. Relief that she had missed him as much as he missed her. He returned the hug, leaning into her embrace.
It felt like an eternity since he had felt her touch, so much so that when she eventually let go, he still held her close to him. The worry in the back of his head told him that if he let her go, they would be taken from each other again.
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“So you were locked away in this… sorcerer’s basement.” (Y/N) said the word sorcerer like she had wanted to call him a much less unpleasant name. They had moved their reunion to her house, sitting on her couch as she held a mug clasped him her hands. She was curled up on one side as he sat on the other, his hand rested on her leg. The feeling of the warmth of her skin against his hand soothed him as he explained where he had been during the last century.
“Yes, it was not my intention to leave you.”
She nodded quickly, a regretful expression on her face. “I should have known you wouldn’t have abandoned your realm, I’m sorry.”
He gave her a gentle smile, forgiving her. “I wouldn’t have abandoned you, dearest. I just wished you had waited for my return.”
“I did.” She protested quietly. “But… I couldn’t stay in the Dreaming as it decayed, missing you as much as I did. But I still waited, hoping you would come back to me. Even if I did it here.”
(Y/N) lip curled in annoyance as she continued. “But if I had known about this sorcerer and his crime, I…”
“You would have destroyed him where he stood.” He finished her sentence, smirking. “I’m aware.” He was sometimes grateful that (Y/N) was on his side, as her sweet exterior hid a powerful and loyal soul.
She stared at him softly, committing his face to her memory. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you, Morpheus.”
The Sandman highly doubted that, knowing it was probably just as much as she had missed him. He let out a breath, sliding closer to his love. “Does this mean you will return with me? The Dreaming is still in disrepair and my tools have been stolen. But being with you again is just as important to me.”
(Y/N) followed his lead in moving closer, taking his hand in hers. She kissed it gently. “Of course.” She told him, voice filled with a happiness she had not felt in decades. “Of course I’ll come home with you.”
“You know I’d follow you anywhere, Morpheus.”
#the sandman#sandman#the sandman x reader#Morpheus x reader#Morpheus#dream of the endless x reader#dream of the endless#dream#dream x reader#the sandman dream#my fics
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Dear Yuletide Letter 2023
Dear Yuletide Letter
FandomisOhana Yuletide 2023 Letter:
Fandoms I want: Fonts (Any), Internet and Social Media (Any), Puppet History (Any), Philadelphia Flyers RPF (Any), Humans are Space Orcs (Worldbuilding) Harley Quinn Cartoon (Harleen Quinzell, Pamela Isley),
I would prefer a more humorous fic over a serious fic
Likes: Humor, Crack, Epistolary, Multimedia, lgbt, social media, chatfics, fluff, team as family, hijinks, movie nights, images like memes and gifs, funny video links, interactive fiction, fourth wall breaks, pop culture references, high school au, college au, metafiction, found family, road trips, charecters participating in Yuletide and other fandom related things (characters writing fanics, making fanart, etc), drunken shenanigans (drunk singing and dancing), grump/sunshiney, charecter very protective of their partner
Dislikes/DNW: Angst, gore, ableism, homophobia, offensive words/names, death, self harm, mention of suicide, smut, mention of needles
I am equally passionate about all fandoms I requested despite some having more prompts than others
Fonts:
Whatever self indulgent stuff you want to write as long as it does not include my dnws
Maybe its written in the fonts style
Internet and Social Media:
Whatever self indulgent stuff you want to write as long as it does not include my dnws
Maybe its formatted like each website
Puppet History:
A puppet history style fic about either a real life event you enjoy or a fictional event. It can even be something you made up
Footnotes would be cool
If you do not want to write about a historical event you can maybe have a duel between the professor and Ryan
As this is a show about history you can ignore my gore, angst and death dnw if it is in relation to a historical event.
Humans are Space Orcs:
Stabby the Space roomba
somebody saying for science
humans creating weird shit
Journal about the humans
a how to guide about humans
Human dictionary and or enclyopedia
Opportunity (please don’t kill them)
A tony stark like character adopting and creating bots
Aliens learning about neurodivergent humans and some figuring out they might be like that and the humans helping them learn more about themselves
Humans doing stupid things just because they can
Harley Quinn Cartoon:
I would love an autistic Harley who just like infodumps about her special interest, she stims a lot, and loves stuffed animals. Ivy being a supportive and loving girlfriend
High School au where Harley is the adorable nerdy naive girl and ivy is her protective badass artistic girlfriend (i imagine Ivy with tatoos)
College au similar to above plus they are roomates
General slice of life
Maybe spideypool shows up
Philadelphia Flyers RPF:
Whatever Self Indulgent stuff you want to write as long as it does not include my DNW’s
I would love Gritty to be included
Maybe a fandom primer or ship primer
Why you love them
Fandom Specific DNW: Non canonical levels of fighting
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my next five bios will likely be all the requested muses (d*ne ocs, a musical cat, and an oc from a fandom that is now safe to write fanic about) and like. i remembered a fith muse today to do the bio of next go round but for the life of me i cannot remember who.
anyway i thank u all for your patience as i endeavor towards this great undertaking. : ) you’re all stars.
#i also have lauf*y and another oc in the works but so far i hate all i've written for both so time to try something new#and then marry both bio attempts together ig!!#out of mist
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