#delores: i will stay right here

[thebearmage]

Hi! Could I request an one shot about Five&Wife!Reader set in S3 at the wedding, where Y/N worries about Five's drinking frenzy and takes care of him that night? Ya know, that usual drunk words are honest words, world ending stuff etc. I'm just into fluff right now 😭 Maybe Five and Y/N are mentally and physically the same age and know each other from the apocalypse to make it make sense. I loved In Their Arms! Five deserves love. If it's not something you're interested in to write don't worry💜

Put that down!!

Five Hargreeves x Wife!Reader

Summary: During Slone and Luther's wedding, Five goes all out on his drinking. You, being the responsible one, remain sober to take care of him. It goes as one would expect.

NOTE: I went for a bit more humor and angst here too, hope that's okay. Also, The Reader is a Speedster like The CW's Flash. So you can also time travel.

Also (F/C), for anyone who doesn't know, means Favorite Color.

Five and reader are both 18+

"Ah, here we go,"

You turn to look and see where Five is going. The alcohol, of course.

"Oh no," You put your face in your hands, "There goes my plans for the night,"

You and Five are happily married. You were once number 8, born with superspeed and the many different abilities that came with it.

When Five ran off that day, you had used your speed to follow him. You both traveled through time, finding it fun before Five got stuck in the future. Your time travel abilities weren't as limited as his, so you could've left. But you hadn't known if you could take Five with you, so you'd stayed. You didn't want him to be alone.

You and Five were happy together. You and Five had a daughter named Delores and lived in an abandoned library. Life was good and simple then.

Then The Handler showed up and swept you both into trauma after trauma. And then, to top it all off, when you both finally went back, you both got stuck in your 18-year-old bodies.

Now, after failing to save the world a third time, you were at Luther and Sloane's wedding watching as your husband went to get drunk.

You were not much of a drinker yourself, you never really liked the taste and HATED it when Five drank. Tonight, however, you'd let it slide, but you knew you'd have your hands full looking after him.

As the night progressed, you watched your husband slowly get more and more drunk.

You had fun though. Everyone dancing together was enjoyable and you had used the (F/C) lightning that came off your body when running to spice up the floor a bit.

You were twirling around in your dress when you heard Five's voice. You watched, trying so hard not to laugh, as his drunk-as-fuck-ass gave a moving speech to Luther.

You liked Five's singing though, you walked up to the stage and joined him. Wrapping an arm around him.

When everyone moved onto the patio, you had gone off to power your nose. So Five had gone out by himself.

When you went to find the group, half of them were gone, including Five.

"Oh no," you mumble, you stop Luther as he starts to walk Sloane inside, "Where's Five?"

Luther chuckles, "Said he was going to the buffet,"

You sigh and superspeed there, looking around. No Five. You growl and continue to run through the hotel. The (F/C) sparks and a strong breeze followed you everywhere you went.

You soon found Five wandering throughout the halls with cereal in his hands. You zip in front of him and smile.

"There you are,"

Five stumbles at the breeze you make but looks up and smiles when he sees you.

"Y/N!!" He jumps up and glomps you. You're so thankful that minor super strength is part of superspeed because if it wasn't, Five would have knocked you over.

"Hey, baby," you whisper, kissing his cheek, "What are we up to, hmm?"

Five blinks heavily a few times, looking at the cereal in his hands before shrugging, "I dunno,"

You laugh and kiss him softly, "Maybe it's time take you to bed,"

Five wriggles his eyebrows and locks his arms around your neck, "Take me to bed, huh?"

You playfully push his face away from yours, "Not like that. That's the LAST thing you need. I mean sleep, mister,"

Five whines, "Nooo, the night is still young!" He throws his arms out dramatically, "and I have plans,"

You raises your eyebrows in mock fear, "Plans?"

"Plans! Yes!" Five slurs poking your chest, "Lots and lots of plans!"

Five then stumbles over to the plant in the corner of the room, you wince as he vomits. Kneeling down next to him, and rubbing his back.

"There, there, sweetie, get it out," you urge, "It's alright,"

“With everything we discussed, it’d be folly to wait,” A voice said. You snap your head around and even Five looks curious.

The white buffalo suite door is cracked open, and you two can see Reginald, “There is no time. I can’t do this without you.”

Both you and Five press against the crack in the door, straining to see who he’s talking to. You use your speed to faze through the door, only for a moment, and see Allison.

“Do we have a deal?”

"Shit," you whisper, gently coaxing Five up, "Come on, baby, we have to go,"

"What why?" Five asked, already forgetting what just happened, "Wh-" then he wobbles "Oh shit,"

Five tips backward into your arms. You weren't prepared this time so his weight sends you both into the elevator. You grunt as you land on the hard floor, with Five completely passed out on top of you.

The doors close and you sigh. You knew Allison was unstable but this...this meant trouble. You look at Five in your lap and smile. Allison will have to wait, you have your husband to take care of.

As the doors slowly open again, you pull Five to his feet and start dragging him down the hall to your room. He wakes up half-way there are starts to protest.

"No! Please! I wanna keep going," he mumbles, you shake your head.

"You're way too drunk to do anything, my love," you say, Five shakes his own head.

"Am not!"

You look at him, "Oh really? Can you look at that clock and tell me what it says,"

"It says 'Five is not fucking drunk'" he turns around, all proud of himself. You only look at him unamused,

"Okay, bed time!"

"NOOOOOOOOO!"

You drag Five to the door and lock the door. He instantly blinks away.

"FIVE!"

You run out to find him running down the hall, cackling.

"You can't catch me!"

"Oh, for the love of!"

You speed up to him, only for him to blink again. You rub your temples.

"Come on, Five. You need sleep and I'm growing tired. Let's go to bed,"

Five, appearing at the end of the hallway, tilts his head in concertation, "Nah,"

"I'll snuggle you," You offer, "Just how you like it,"

"Ooh!" Five seems interested for a moment, then shakes his head, "Nah!"

He's gone once again, causing you to huff. You wounder if it was better for him to just run himself out.

You shake your head, you can't leave him. You run after him.

Soon, the entire hotel is light up with blue and (F/C) lights as you chase Five around the hotel.

You find Five pilling a bunch of mannequins into some machine and pouring soap in.

"No!" You cry, causing him to stop, "Put that down!"

Five beams and holds the soap closer,

"No! Put it down. Put it...down!"

Five pouts and drops the soap, "You're no fun sometimes, Y/N,"

Aaaannnnd there he goes. You decide to just wait it out. The next few hours you run around, following Five but no longer trying to stop his drunken antics.

Before long you find him snuggled up under the radiator in the kitchen. You smile and shake your head fondly before picking him up.

He snuggles your chest as his eyes flutter open, "Y/N?"

"Yes, my love, it's me," You shift him a bit to get a better hold on him, "I'm taking you back to our room,"

He nods and lets his arms dangle under him, "You're so amazing, you know that," he murmurs, "So...so...amazing,"

You laugh, "Thank you, baby,"

Five takes a bit of your dress in his fingers, "Is this the one I bought you?"

"Bought?" You chuckle, "You mean stole, but yes,"

Five sighs happily, resting his head on your chest and looking up at you, "You're so pretty," his smile is dreamy, "I love you so much,"

You smile and finally reach the room, you faze in and walk over to the bed, laying Five down.

His body relaxes into the mattress as he sighs in bliss. You slowly help him take off his shoes and vest before helping him change into more comfortable clothes.

"I love you," he mumbles for the 10th time, "I love you so much,"

"I love you too," you smile, quickly changing your own clothes using your speed, Five smiles.

"I love your power," he picks at his nail slightly, "It's so beautiful and powerful,"

You smile, "Yours is too," you lay down next to him, "Now sleep honey, it'll be alright,"

Five hugs you like a koala, arms around your chest, legs around your waist, "I'm so glad I get to spend my final days with you," he mumbles, "I love you,"

You kiss him softly, "I love you too, now rest,"

Five nuzzles into your chest. You smile and run a hand through his hair, listening the the noises of the kugelblitz outside.

"I wouldn't mind trying one last time," you mutter, "You're worth saving, my love,"

Five makes a noise in his sleep and you smile,

"Sweetest of dreams, Number Five," you kiss his head, "I will always be with you,"

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I love writing this one! It was so cute and fluffy! I tired to add some humor but idk how I did. Requests are still open so feel free to send in some more! Also, a part three to Mindless will be out soon so look for that. Thanks again for reading!

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[dayumbxxch]

Spoiled Memories

Chapter two

The clicking of shoes on tile fills the halls of Smith's Grove. A young 22 year old with dull eyes follows behind Delores, learning what to do at her new job.

The hushed lunchroom made Y/N heart race; even though she knew none of the patients were paying her any attention she couldn't help but feel self conscious. 

Y/N's eyes glaze over as she mindlessly follows the older woman. Life had become dull and meaningless ever since she'd lost her brother. So she began to let her mind drift throughout the day to happier times. It had cost her a few jobs and almost a car crash once but she left more alive in her mind. 

"-ey!" 

"What were you saying?" 

"We have to go down the hall to deliver the food to the ones that have to stay in their rooms."

Nodding the girl follows behind her mentor, the hallway was pin-drop silent. "These patients are deemed as hazards or themselves..or to others." Delores's voice dropped near the end while glancing towards a door they had passed. 

Her lunch break approached rather quickly, leaving the break room Y/N began ease dropping on a conversation while grabbing a soda. 

"So how's the new girl?"      "Weird she doesn't really say anything. She just stands there silent and shit." 

Hearing enough Y/N turned on her heel and walked back into the break room. Throughout her years of being a recluse she learned not to care about anything really. 

She was here for money to find her brother. That was all she wanted ever since he went to jail and she was moved to a different foster home. 

"So have you met the boogeyman yet?" 

"Um..no I don't think I have"

Y/N's new coworker began a strange story. 

"So there was this boy in a town near here in haddonfield. And one day after the years of bullying and torment he snapped and killed his sister, a kid from his school, and his step dad. So he was brought here when he was just ten years old. His mom came to see him every week. Then he snapped again killing a nurse right after the doctor stepped out of the room. His mom tired of it all shot herself dead. And in the next room was her daughter the boogeyman's little sister Laurie. Now he rots away in his room and he smells terrible. He looks homeless and has really greasy hair."

The boy described rang an unforgotten bell in Y/N head. "What was his name?" The woman spun around a clipboard from beside her. 

Michael Myers

Y/N's heart skipped a little her golden childhood friend had murdered a bunch of people; he's now in the Sanitarium she just started working at. "I'm Isabella by the way!" "Y/N." 

"Elvis I'm home!" A beaten up looking Russian Blue cat jumped at the sound of the front door opening. "Hey honey are you hungry~" Sitting her keys down Y/N picks up her beloved pet and walks him over to the kitchen. 

The move wasn't awful since she didn't have much to unpack it only took a couple of hours. Elvis had gotten used to the new house already and even started exploring outside.

Y/N's life continues as dull as normal even with her late night runs to calm her mind before bed. Everyday seemed to be a repeat of the last. It had only been a week but it felt like a month. The shifts went by slow and her home time with Elvis went by fast.

As usual Y/N begins her day staring off into nothing while sitting in bed. A loud alarm jolts her out of her dazed state, she makes her way to the bathroom.

After doing her usual eyeliner to bring some attention to her e/c eyes instead of the ever darkening circles around her eyes.

The drive to work was the usual forty-five minutes filled with hard rock playing to keep her awake.

"Hey Isabella." Her voice was barely audible but her newly found friend understood her perfectly. "Hey hon how's it going?" The blonde sets an energy drink in front of Y/N as she drinks her own. "Since you're now working the early shift you get to meet the man, the myth, and the legend, Michael Myers and his little pal Dr. Loomis." 

Y/N rolls her eyes while chugging her drink quickly. Tears prick her eyes from the carbonation, blinking them away she stands up and follows her friend. 

"So he's the usual creep. He stares and stands there until you leave. He likes OJ and that's about all we know about him. Don't give him anything remotely sharp he has special silverware that will bend if he tries to stab anyone with it." 

Y/N bites the inner part of her lip and Isabelle picks up on her silence. "You'll be fine. The man has got to eat." She says while handing her a tray. "Him and Dr. Loomis are in there." She uses her head to motion towards two doors. 

"Go" Y/N gets pushed towards the double doors and gulps while  the guards let her inside. Not saying a word she sets Michael's tray on the table. Y/N's eyes flicker towards the huge man and her breath escapes her. She'd briefly met eyes with the man in the mask. 

"Thank you ma'am you may go. Now Michael can you look back at the picture please?" 

A heavy feeling settled in Y/N's stomach, she'd always had a knack for feeling people's stares. 

"Michael?... Michael!"

"Ma'am could you please come back here for a moment?" 

#michael myers x reader #michael myers #x reader #fem reader #slasher x reader #halloween

[multifandomxreader]

I heard you were looking for Bruno x male reader ideas 🤤

Ooo what about a Bruno x male reader where the reader is like a vagabond that comes to Encanto every year to hang out with the Madrigals? Kind of like a Snufkin and Moomin thing. Like they're kind of together/pining for each other?

One year that M!Reader returns he finds that Bruno isn't waiting for him because he's 'disappeared' so he travels even further in order to look for him, he still comes back every year to see if he's returned. After the events of the movie reader is reunited with Bruno and obviously he's super pissed but he's also so relieved that his favourite boy is back and alive.

Mayyybeeee they get married? uwu'

sorry you had to wait so long for this, hope you like it!

Bruno Madrigal x Male reader

With your backpack heavy on your shoulders, you finally arrived yet again at la casa Madrigal. All year you would travel, you slept in a tent, and made your money by playing the guitar. You made great friends along the way and got to tell all your amazing stories to anyone who would listen. Every year you hung out with the family for a few days sometimes even weeks. You had never been one to settle down but with the family Madrigal, you wouldn't mind staying in the same place forever. When you sprained an ankle or had back pain Jullietta patched you right up with her cooking. Delores would keep everyone updated on your whereabouts and well-being and when you were close to the village Luisa would meet you halfway to help carry your baggage and gifts with pleasure. The Madrigals were basically your family.

They loved to listen to your tales, especially Bruno who hung at your lips every time you spoke. Even when most people wouldn't really talk to Bruno you saw him as the highlight of your visit. After years of your annual visits to the Madrigals you realized your feelings for the dark haired man. You had a while to think about them on your travels. You were certain he would be the one to make you stay and settle down.

You arrived with Luisa at casita, Camillo and Mirabel ran in your arms. You entered casita with the little girl on your back and a copy of yourself. The other family members came to greet you one by one. Julietta welcomed you with a plate of arepas and Isabella gave you a beautiful flower crown as a welcoming gift. Felix welcomed you with open arms "Here comes my favorite visitante!" The weather was perfect and a big smile was plastered on your face as you chatted with Felix and Agustin.

You tried to keep calm but your eyes couldn't stop wandering over to the door of Bruno's room. Agustin noticed the way you looked around, waiting for that one special person. You turned back to him "Where's Bruno?" Suddenly the room went quiet and the faces around you grimaced. Abuela straightened her back and spoke "We don't talk about Bruno" you were so confused and everything felt wrong. Julietta's hand landed on your shoulder and lead you to the kitchen where she let you sit at the table. While making you a drink she told you how Bruno had disappeared without a note.

The following days felt wrong without his presence, you tried to find him but when you realized he really was gone you stayed alone in his room. Your heart ached as you thought about the last time you had seen him.

The dark eyes look at you with admiration as you sing about the things you had seen on your travels and then a goodbye song. Your song ends and you smile at Bruno "Will you write a song about me by the time you return?"  he asks. "Look in the future and find out." You wink. Bruno opens his mouth"I don't want to" You give him a confused look. He takes your hands in his "I don't want to ruin our future with a stupid prophecy." You give him an understanding look and hold his hands tighter. "I'll be back."

Years passed as you looked for Bruno, asking every person you meet if they had seen the small dark-haired Madrigal.

You didn't find him.

Still, you returned to the Madrigals every single year. The smaller Madrigals had now grown into teenagers and the town had been growing too. Even though it was a delight seeing the colorful family your mind kept turning back to Bruno.

It was your annual visit and you arrived at the spot where Luisa would usually wait. Instead, you were met with Bruno. Your Bruno. Maybe a bit older and with more grey strands of hair. But still yours.

You dropped all your stuff and ran over to him. Grabbing his shoulders to make sure he was real. "How the fuck could you do this to me? I was so worried! I- I didn't know what had happened to you..." Bruno kept apologizing while you teared up. You threw yourself into his arms and you hit the ground together. You hugged the air out of his lungs. "I'm just happy you're back" you told him. His hands cradled your face and wiped your tears. "Te amo" he whispered before passionately kissing you, this time it was him making you breathless. You melted into the kiss. "I still want to hear that song"

A few months later you held the most beautiful wedding the town had ever seen, Pepa didn't ruin it (only because Bruno was marrying you). The whole family worked together to make sure you had the best day. Isabella took care of the flowers, and Julietta cooked a heavenly buffet with delicious desserts... You couldn't stop smiling and every time you met his eyes your heart could beat out of your chest. You finally found your reason to stay.

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[simshousewindsor]

HOUSE OF THE FALLEN

[Hardy Manor, Newsoms 1:01 PM WST]

Delores Bryant [Private Secretary]: What do you think, Your Majesty?

Rowena, Queen Mother: (hesitant) It's.. It's a lovely property.

Delores [P.S.]: Be honest.

Rowena, Queen Mother: It has enough rooms. It's just... the art... it's going to need a lot of updating!

Delores [P.S.]: Well, the manor has been vacant for about 107 years, ma'am. At such a discount, the Hardy noble family seems eager to sell it.

Rowena, Queen Mother: (somber) I don't understand why I can't just stay at Highpark House. I hate the other vacant royal residences. I wasn't expecting to use all the money George left me to now buy and remodel a home.

(cell phone rings)

Rowena, Queen Mother: (to caller) "Hello?"

??: Your Majesty?

Rowena, Queen Mother: "Yes? Who is this?"

Mother LaKisha [Nun]: "This is Mother LaKisha from Saint LeSun Convent. You gave us your private number for emergencies. It's your mother. She's dying."

Rowena, Queen Mother: (gasps) Oh no! I'm on my way!

- - - - - LATER - - - - -

[Buckingsim Palace, Buckingsimshire 1:39 PM WST]

Alfred Culpepper [Estate Manager]: Good afternoon, Your Majesty.

Rowena, Queen Mother: Hello, Alfred. I'm here to see the Queen.

Alfred [E.M.]: Of course, ma'am.

[Aide #2]: and these are the urgent patronages needing new royal leadership, since your ascension.

[Aide #3]: Many of which, we believe, the Earl and Countess of Boykins would be a great fit for.

Queen Katherine: These are the patronages listed here?

[Aide #3]: Yes, Your Majesty.

Martin Lavelle [Private Secretary]: (whispers) Pardon me, ma'am. The Queen Mother is here to see you. She says it's urgent.

Queen Katherine: (stands) Stay seated! I'd like to see a few of those patronages given to the new Duke and Duchess of Hastings. Take some time to rearrange the list. I'll be right back to discuss.

[All]: Your Majesty.

(Queen Katherine exits)

[The Queen's Library, 1:52 PM WST]

Queen Katherine: (confused) Mom? Is everything okay?

Queen Katherine: What's so urgent you pulled me from a meeting?

Rowena, Queen Mother: Oh, darling! It's granny Niema! She's dying! Mother LaKisha called me while I was out looking at Hardy Manor.

Queen Katherine: Granny Niema! Are you okay? Oh, mommy!

Rowena, Queen Mother: I knew this day would come. I'm happy she was able to tell her story while her memory remained. She's the last of her family, the last of the House of Zulu. I'd like to borrow the helicopter to fly to Forgotten Hollow. Your approval is needed for its use.

Queen Katherine: Never be afraid to ask to use the royal fleets. You are still a Queen.

Rowena, Queen Mother: ...with no place to live.

Queen Katherine: Oh! Royal Lodge. I'm sorry, mommy. Let's talk when you return.

Queen Katherine: (stands) How quickly would you like to leave? Usage approved! I can clear my schedule and go with you, if you'd like.

Rowena, Queen Mother: No, Lady Sonja will go with me. Plus, I know how excited you are about attending Royal Ascot tomorrow. Duty first!

Queen Katherine: I will have the flight plans requested with a departure time of 3 o'clock. I love you, mommy! Give grandma Niema my love.

Rowena, Queen Mother: (somber) Thank you. I love you too.

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[marinerainbow]

//Hiiiii! ^^ Long time no see, I've been busy! I just logged in immediately in the middle of the night because I'm just thinking...you have to wonder how Dolores actually managed to "shake the weasels" right?

*shot of the Dodge Humpback with voices inside*

Psycho: It's been too looooong!

Wheezy: *hacks*

Greasy: How long we gotta stay here, eh?

Smartass: Keep ya lips zipped ya imbeciles! We wait as long as it takes for Little Ms Mother Hubbard to leave the cupboard, capische?

Stupid: Duh, what's she hidin' in the cupboard, is it a birthday cake?

Smartass: Not da real cupboards you rube! The one where dey store da liqueur.

Psycho: Heeeee I know how to lick! *licks Greasy*

Greasy: Ayyy! *cursing in Spanish, broken up by hisses and smacks*

Wheezy: You're gettin' ash on the upholstery!

Stupid: Ooh dog pile!

Smartass: GET OFFA ME YOU BUNCHA MEATHEADS!

*sounds of muffled weasel violence*

Dolores: *exits the station bar and walks down the stairs*

*inside view of the car*

Smartass: Dat's her!

Dolores: *eyes dart carefully before she makes a beeline across the street*

Smartass: *grips hands on the steering wheel* Okay, let's amscray.

*The dodge follows Dolores to a cab where she gets in and turns around*

Smartass: She's seen us!

Wheezy: Let's go!

*as the car steps on the peddle Dolores pays the driver*

Dolores: Quickly Mack, take me to the Central Nickelodeon Theatre and hurry! There's an extra tip in it if you lose the car behind us.

Driver: A getaway huh? Yes Ma'am!

*the cab backs up so quick it startles the weasels and speeds off down the narrow streets. Smartass stays on them but when they reach another corner they hit a fruit salesman and scatter oranges everywhere. One hits Stupid in the mouth and Wheezy in the eye. Greasy protects his neck from an oncoming clothes line only to be blinded by a shirt. He snatches a brassiere off the same line which gets stolen by Psycho. The car hits another turn and they're in traffic. They've lost the cab.*

Greasy: I can't see, they got away?

Stupid: Yup! Two escapeès in one day, dat's a new record huh Boss-?

Smartass: *grabs him by the snout and slams his whole head onto the steering wheel so hard the horn goes off*

Hey! It has been a while. How are you? I hope life has been treating you well ^^

Omg XDDD I really wish we got to see Delores and the weasels!!! She's a tough lass, I bet she gave them plenty of trouble- without getting herself in trouble with them ^^

I want to see this entire scene animated XD

#asks #Toon Patrol #Smartass weasel #greasy weasel #Stupid Weasel #wheezy weasel #psycho Weasel #Delores #WFRR #who framed roger rabbit #disney villains #disney heros

[aloha-spirit]

A Battle you know nothing about - Midnight in Austin Chapter 2

chapter summary: Mae's second gig at the Tipsy Bison leads to her opening up to our favourite Miller

rating: PG13

warnings: age difference (Joel is in his 30s, reader is in her 20s), mention of death/breakdown/suicide, smoking

word count: 3.9k

The song Delores is originally performed by The Wandering Hearts - presented here as Mae's song

You're as smooth as Tennessee whiskey

You're as sweet as strawberry wine

You're as warm as a glass of brandy

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And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time

Tennessee Whisky - Chris Stapleton

You stood at the sink, rinsing your mug for the 800th time, just staring out into the yard. You'd grown familiar with days like these. The simplest task would have you drifting off, locked in your own head, no real thoughts just emptiness. Today, however was different, you'd been in a dream state since Friday night at the Tipsy Bison and it was Wednesday now and all your thoughts kept rolling back to Joel. Then the same creeping sickness of betrayal and an itchiness would wash over you. Over and over again.

By anyones account, you'd had a great night reminiscing with the Miller brothers. You'd seen Sarah's last 10 years unfurl in front of you through quite literally every photo Joel possessed of her, you'd heard far too many sordid details of Tommy's one night stands and you'd shared what felt safe which these days, wasn't much. Joel had looked at you so softly, through those thick, downward lashes like he knew there was so much you weren't saying, but unlike everyone else neither of them pushed. They just let you be, took you on their journey. Once you realised it was way past when youd expected to leave Joel had walked you to your truck.

'Is this thing even road legal Mae, its ancient. Let me drive you home I cant let you leave in this' He looked genuinely distressed as you flung yourself in the drivers seat.

'Joel please, Tess is perfectly safe. I love her, I trust her - I am fine' Joel bought his hand up to hold the door open as he maintained the eye contact he had barely dropped all night, you shifted in your seat and moved you eyes to the hand now engulfing what felt like half the window frame.

'At least let one us know you're home safe' he said, digging out one of his crumpled business cards from his back pocket to hand you.

'this in case I need any contracting done?' you smirked

'well, that too. But no, its just, yanno, if you need someone, anything. Just let us know you're home ok?'

'Ok Dad' you quipped at him winking. That finally pushed him to close the door of Tess. 'See you next week Mae' and with that Joel was backing away from you and towards his own, much newer truck at the other side of the parking lot.

The business card had been staring at you all week from your bedside table. You resolved just to text Tommy you were home Friday night, but you couldn't help but wonder about Joel 'in case you need someone, anything'. You weren't sure what you needed anymore, you weren't sure what you needed were more complex feelings which is exactly what his gentle tone and protectiveness were giving to your life right now and you'd barely spent 2 hours with the man.

You needed to get your shit together, Wyatt was coming over tonight to talk about your next set and you had a horrible feeling he was going to suggest you sing your own songs. You knew his pushing was coming from a place of support and that he meant well but the way you felt currently you were liable to scream fuck off right in his supportive little face.

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'I just don't get, why you wont sing any of your own songs anymore'

'Wyatt please, first I haven't written a single song since Luke, not one, I can't. I used to wake up every day with an idea, I cant tell you the last time I had an idea, I really couldn't and I just cant bare to even look through my stuff to cobble a set list together and even if I could, I don't think the words would even come out. If i could even play the chords Wyatt, its like its all just, just stuck'

You knew it was ridiculous. There was no real reason you couldn't sing your own songs. It was in your head, which honestly made the whole things worse.

'Mae, Wyatt is right, what about just one? Not a whole set, just one?'

Oh wonderful, your mother had decided she also needed to board the we know what's best train, next station Mae town. You rested your forehead on the cold marble of the breakfast bar and stared at the ground and let out a pained groan.

'I appreciate you are both trying to help. I know you wish I would wake up and get over it. Move on like you did when dad died. But I'm not you. I'm not there. It needs to be my decision, maybe I will sing my own song. Maybe I wont. I just wish you two didnt care so much about that decision'

'No one expects you to get over is Mae, you're the only person who uses that phrase. You're the only person who thinks thats what we all want from you. All we want, it to have Mae back, the Mae who sang and had ideas and wanted to achieve something. And for the record Mae I did not 'move on' after your Dad died, I just decided to keep living when he wasn't and with that your mom was gone from the room. You knew you shouldn't have said it but she just didnt get that you were both different. It wasn't that you didnt want to keep living, you just didnt know what that looked like anymore.

'Wyatt can we just drop this today. Please. Ill be there Friday, I promise. I want to be on stage, but just let me decide what I sing. Please' Wyatt simply got up and kissed the back of your head with your eyes still trained to the floor.

'We just love you, thats all' and left. Alone again with your empty empty head, you wen upstairs and grabbed your guitar along with the business card before you could stop yourself and headed for the swinging bench at the end of the back yard.

You weren't strictly honest with Wyatt and your Mom earlier. You had written one song since Luke, you just didnt want to play it for them. You didnt want them to hear that pain, how you really felt, it felt too honest to share it. You mulled over the song, and the conversation with them both spinning Joels card in your hand. Before you could stop yourself you were typing in his number and sending a text.

M - Did you really mean anything when you gave me your card?

You weren't really sure why you were asking Joel, or what you'd even say beyond this. He just felt safe, neutral. He barely knew the you before, so maybe he would judge the you after less. He was typing

J - Mae?

J - If it is you, then yes

M - When Saras mum left, did you ever just want to scream fuck off at everyone's well meaning faces and advice

He started to type, then stopped. A full 5 minutes passed. 'Fucking hell Mae you barely know the man, why on earth would you ask something so personal'

M - Sorry, not my place, forget I messaged

He replied almost immediately

J - every fucking day and every day since

J - dont be sorry, was figuring out if I should be honest or not, didnt know if it was helpful

M - thank god someone who is honest! I know they care I just wish they'd let me be, apparently there is a timeline on grief

J- yet

J - theres no timeline, only you get to decide when to move past it

M - when did you decide

You have no idea if Joel had ever moved on or been with someone else, you just needed to know if you were alone

J - I haven't

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Yet was definitely an added after thought, you couldn't help but wonder why. Perhaps this was your time to progress. Slinging your phone down on the grass, you held on to your guitar and started to rehearse the one song you thought you'd never let out into the open.

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The Tipsy Bison was heaving again but Joel and Tommy had secured their usual seats towards the back. Joel was waiting for Tommy this week and as he waited he found himself looking at his conversation with you. You hadn't replied to him and he didnt want to press you, he just hoped he hadnt upset you some how.

'aha, you got the best seats in the house brother, y'ok, you look away with the fairies there?'

'mm no, no I'm fine sorry, Sarah was on one when i left, long day' Joel bluffed with Tommy. He wasn't sure he needed Tommy knowing you'd text him, figured it wasn't anything that needed sharing.

'You seen Mae yet? Wyatt looked stressed wondered if she hadn't shown'

'No.. No I haven't but I'm sure she'll be here..'

You sat in the parking lot in Tess. 5 missed calls from Wyatt. You were going to go in, you promised yourself you would you just needed 5 more minutes. However, this was the 4th time youd mentally told yourself 5 more minutes and time was running out. You couldn't let Wyatt down, you had to show him you were listening, but you wanted him to listen too. You swung open the truck door and felt the cool October night wrap around you, before jogging into the back of the bar. 

'cutting it fine Mae' Wyatt was pretty much waiting at the door for you, leant against the wall with a curious, nonchalance.

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'yea, I'm sorry, I-I-I'm.. Well I'm here'

Wyatt was staring at you intently. Your grasp on your guitar case and rocking heel, toe, heel, toe. Gently he pushed off the wall holding his weight.

'y'ok?' He said quietly. Holding your chin with his thumb and index finger.

'I will be' you replied, meaning it. 'just promise me, you'll listen to the set tonight, really listen'. Wyatt simply nodded in response. You'd given him radio silence since Wednesday and barely turned up on time, he knew he was likely on a fine line with you and one more push would be one too far.

So far in the set you'd stuck to covers. More of your favourites and the crowd were a joy, as they had been last week. Your set was wrapping up, it was time to take the plunge.

'Thank ya'll so much its truly been a pleasure to sing again here tonight. Now I've played some of my favourite songs for ya'll but what some may not know was I was, I am an artist in my own right' Wyatt's eyes flicked up at you, and he began to straighten. 'Now I havent sung many of my own songs of late, nor have I written many. But tonight, I wanted to sing one of my own songs for ya'll, this is the last song I wrote. Over 18 months ago now' Wyatt was intent on you now. He knew that meant this song was written after Luke, and you'd lied to him.

'I wrote this after - a, a difficult time. So erm this, this is Delores'

You took a deep breathe and closed your eyes.

'They remember the girl in the tracksuit

The moment she blew them away

And nobody saw the train wreck

If they had, would it have ended the same?

Oh Dolores

They're here again

Run the water

Shut out the day

Everyone's fighting a battle you know nothing about

Oh Dolores

Swallow the pain

Swallow the pain'

Saying come back to your old little room

Joel's drink hovered somewhere between the table and his mouth. You were singing in a completely different way when the song was your own. You were quieter, more raw. He was spellbound listening to you.

'Your mother came out to New York to get you

You look tired of trying to hold it together

And it was all too much too soon

Oh Dolores

They're here again

Run the water

Shut out the day

Everyone's fighting a battle you know nothing about

Oh Dolores

Swallow the pain

Swallow the pain'

Up there on the fourteenth floor

Wyatt was dumbfounded. To hear you sing so honestly about your story. He didnt even care that you'd lied about writing. He got why you didnt want him and your Mom to hear this song, it struck him in your own words how much he didnt understand, how much he had forgotten about that time.

'You were found in your favourite pyjamas

And nobody saw it coming

But you did

Oh Dolores

All those years before

 

They're here again

Run the water

Shut out the day

Everyone's fighting a battle you know nothing about

Oh Dolores

Swallow the pain

Swallow the pain'

'Joel do you think - I mean, this is about her, isn't it' Tommy whispered sadly. Joel could barely choke a reply 'yea, yea i think it Tommy'

'Oh Dolores

They're singing your name

You tried to warn us

But now it's too late

Everyone's fighting a battle you know nothing about

Oh Dolores

Swallow the pain

Oh Dolores

Swallow the pain

Oh Dolores

Swallow the pain'

 

'Joel ya think one of us should check on her?' Tommy was chewing on his bottom lip.

You'd done it. Only now could you feel the tears pooling on your collarbones. You opened your eyes, and simply nodded to the crowd and slipped off stage. Wyatt went to grab your wrist.

'Mae I - I'm sorry'

'Don't be, please Wyatt. Its ok honestly, in so many ways you were right, I just needed you to hear my side' You were holding back the ever growing lump in your throat now. 'Call me tomorrow ok, I just need tonight' Wyatt nodded as you walked away.

'and Mae, I'm proud of you' You returned a weak smile and snuck out to your truck.

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You slid the box over to Joel, you watched his large hands delicately light the cigarette perched on his lips, he inhaled deeply and let out a steady stream of smoke through his nose.

'I gotta go anyway Tommy, I need to get back for Sara. I'll see if shes still out back ok' Joel clamped his hand on Tommy's shoulder as he got up and walked to the parking lot.

You rummaged in the glove compartment until your hands found what you were praying on. A long abandoned box of American Spirits. Grabbing them you curled up in the bed of your truck. You placed the foreign feeling of the cigarette between pursed lips and lit it with a deep drag. Your exhale came with a strangled sob. It was deep and guttural, held deep for months and months. You let them come as you screamed to the sky, the reassurance of that tingling warmth radiating from your fingers.

Joel could hear you before I saw you, he'd never heard a cry like it. He started towards your truck with speed. 'Mae, y'ok? Its Joel' He slowed as he saw you balled up in the bed of your truck. You lifted your head and looked at Joel through tears.

'hey, hey, it alright babygirl, can I join you up there?'

Babygirl, that went straight to your heart. You kicked the flap at the back off your pickup down and Joel climbed in. He nodded to the cigarette in your hand, 'you sharing?'

'you wanna talk?' he simply sat beside you and stared at the sky, mirroring you. You were grateful, his big brown eyes probably would have made you cry even harder.

'yes, no, I dont know Joel' you breathed out

'ok, can I ask a question?'

You sniffed 'sure'

'That song, your song, it was about you? About after Luke?'

You simply stubbed out your cigarette, and reached for another one. Joel's eyes met yours for an answer, for confirmation. He found it. And you found you wanted to talk.

'After Luke died, I was in so much shock. I just carried on my life as normal for a few weeks, maybe a month I was just organising and sorting but to the outside world, it probably looked like I was fine. It was only after the inquest and his funeral I fell apart. Literally the day after Joel, the day after he was buried I just.. It was like I lost my voice. I dont think I spoke for nearly 3 months. I barely left my bed.' You took a shaky breath before continuing. 'My Mom was blowing up my phone, she put the work in motion for me to come back here. After Dad, I was sad obviously, but I was still in college I had to finish and I was doing it for him. So I dont think I ever grieved yanno?'

You looked at Joel now, he was watching you.

'I know' he said simply.

You knew Joel and Tommy had lost their Mom young, so you believed him.

'I think after Luke, I got a nice 2 for 1 deal on the grief period. It just all hit me at once. I tried to convince my Mom I'd get it together, when she was there I was able to play the part, in the end we had a huge argument. Huge, Joel. I said I didnt want to see her again, that she didnt understand, that I was fine, that I just needed to be alone. So she came back here'

You were crying again now, remembering that fight. You were so cutting with her that day, it was a miracle she forgave you.

'Few weeks later, I just. I dont think I wanted to yanno, end it. Like, I dont think I would have gone through with it. I just, I didnt care anymore - I dont know if that makes sense'

You realised you were shaking then, as did Joel.

'c'mere' he opened his arm to you and you slid inside, head tucked under his chin with his arm around you. 'carry on' he whispered into your hair.

'I went up to the roof of my apartment complex, I wanted to see the sunrise  - I just sat with my legs hanging over the ledge. I think I planned on just staying up there, but someone on the street below saw and just, well i get it they assumed I was going to jump. I wasn't. I just wanted to feel something Joel, anything. And even sat on the ledge of 20 storey building, having people talking me down. I wasn't even scared. In fact that's what scared me, feeling nothing'

You wiped away the tears still streaming down your face. Joel's thumb was tracing circles on your arm now.

'So, I came back home. And there I have stayed. I wrote Delores one night when I couldn't sleep and when I was so sick of drowning in pain that I vowed I was going to sort it out, get myself back out. The next day I showered, I dressed, and I met Wyatt for brunch, thats when we started talking about me singing again, just a few months ago'

'Mae I - I dont know what to say, I'm so sorry, you didnt deserve what happened to you, I - we didn't know'

You had pretty much buried your face into Joel and realised now youd entirely soaked the front of his chest.

'Oh Joel, I'm so sorry my tears look like you stood in a shower' You shuffled up to look at him.

'Really? Thats your concern right now?' Joel raised an eyebrow at you which managed to illicit a small laugh from you.

'Yes, it is my concern. And I've taken up half your night crying about my tragic life, you have Sara to get back to. Thank you, you didnt need to take me and my mellow drama on, please you should go, I should go' You were feeling the familiar sense of cool blood flowing down your neck and back and your breath was beginning to quicken.

'hey, breathe, breathe - its fine babygirl, I got you. I wasn't going to leave you out here screaming into the sky. Sara is with Mrs Levinson next door. Just breathe. Joel was holding your face with one hand and placed your hand on his chest 'just follow my breaths'

You did, and you began to calm down.

'H-how did you learn that'

'After Sara's Mom left, she'd wake up at night, crying for her and get herself so worked up she forgot how to breathe. I googled everything to help her, this was the only thing that worked'

'Joel - I - thank you'

'Its nothing, now look I dont want you driving home alone, not after tonight. Can I drive you home? Ill drive your truck'

'No - Joel your trucks here I'm fine I can -'

Joel cut you off 'Mae I wasn't askin'' You knew when to shut your mouth.

'ok, thank you, really'

Joel slid off the back of your pickup with ease, and held out his hand to you to help you down. You took it and jumped down. Your eyes met Joel's, and your hands held each other for a little longer than needed. Something passed between you, quite what you weren't sure. Joel moved around you to open your door.

 

'you always this much of a gentlemen, or just to damsels in distress?'

'always, but especially pretty girls having a hard time'

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Joel drove you home in an easy silence after initially complaining about the state of Tess. Occasionally you glanced over at him as if to start a conversation, but the silence was so needed you couldnt bring yourself to break it.

Joel pulled into your driveway and hopped out to yet again open your car door. He followed you up to your porch carrying your guitar like it weighed nothing.

'You gonna be ok getting home? You left your truck back at the Bison'

'I actually only live a few blocks over, its fine, I'll walk and get Tommy to drop me off at my truck tomorrow. S'fine really, I couldnt leave you'

You nodded and smiled weakly at Joel, before you could think you were encasing him in a hug  muttering thank yous into his chest. You pulled away and looked at Joel, again something passed between you both as you stayed pressed together, your breath hitched as you caught yourself on the periphery of betrayal once more 'I should get in, let me know when you're home Joel'

You left Joel on the doorstep. He couldnt help but feel something had moved between you this evening, he lingered on your porch before backing down the drive and heading home. His head filled with thoughts of you.

#joel miller #joel miller fanfiction #joel tlou #the last of us #tlou #pedro pascal #fanfic #sarah miller

[raccoon-wizard]

And Their Love Was Saved

Hello. The time has once again come for me to hyperfixate on the criminally underrated choose your adventure And The Sun Went Out. I was appalled when I found out there are only EIGHT pieces of fanfic for this masterpiece, so naturally I had to make my own.

If you prefer to consume your fanfic via the superior AO3, you can read it here. If you're all too fond of this Hellsite™, simply stay here and enjoy.

If Dagger had shot the Protag on the jet. The opening is literally transcribed from the game itself, and what follows is my best attempt at keeping to the game’s writing style.

I felt dread filling me. It was clear Dagger was determined to take us all down with her.

Moti vibrated slightly in my pocket, reminding me of their support and care without giving away their presence on board. They were getting more cautious. I remembered how innocent they used to be, and it broke my heart.

Etienne cleared his throat, breaking the silence in his quiet way. “Let’s just… drop the guns and talk this out.”

Delores ignored him, but then she passed me a gun; cool and heavy in my hand. For one beautiful moment, I thought Delores was unarmed and our standoff was over. 

Of course she wasn’t; she’d passed me a spare. She knew I was more likely to shoot it than Etienne.

Suddenly I realised with dread that there was no scenario where we would all walk out of the plane alive.

I moved sideways, forcing Dagger to try to watch Delores and I at the same time.

Then, everything happened all too quickly. But it simultaneously felt like it was unravelling in slow motion.

In the blink of an eye, Dagger turned to face me.

BANG!

BANG!!

“No!” Etienne cried.

“Teacher!” Moti’s voice came from my pocket.

Delores cursed under her breath.

I stood confused for a fraction of a second before the pain caught up to the adrenaline.

Blood had splattered the ceiling, but it wasn’t mine. 

Dagger collapsed to the floor. I was on my way too, but a pair of strong arms caught me mid fall, making the pain worse.

My vision started to get blurry and my ears were ringing. A blinding pain was spreading from just below my collarbone. I felt blood slowly oozing out of the wound, warm and sticky. 

Dagger had no hesitation killing me!

“Are you awake? Can you hear me?” Etienne’s pleading came from right above me. It must have been him holding me.

I tried to answer, but instead of words, blood came up on my tongue and I coughed. Etienne cussed in French.

“We need to save Teacher!” Moti screamed. They must have turned up their volume again.

“No kidding,” Etienne grumbled. I felt him lay me down on the floor. He put a hand over the wound and pressed down, sending a wave of agony through my very being.

Before I could stop myself, I screamed, the blood in my throat choking me. I tried to swallow it, the metallic taste making me feel even worse.

“I know, I know,” he said, his tone apologetic. “I’m so sorry, it’s gonna hurt. Just breathe, okay? Can you do that for me? Please?”

It wasn’t until now that I realised the shortness of breath I was experiencing, and I suspected it wasn’t Etienne’s closeness causing it this time.

“Teacher may be experiencing a sucking chest wound!” Moti said. 

From what I could remember from first aid training, and from what I’ve seen in the past, that could be a big problem. I tried to voice my concern, but once again could only cough.

“Mister Etienne, you need to lift Teacher’s head!”

I felt Etienne’s hand in my hair, lifting me carefully. Under any other circumstances, I would have loved the feeling.

I still couldn’t catch my breath, but at least I wasn’t choking on my own blood anymore.

Etienne said something to the blurry blob standing next to us (I suspected that was Delores) and then a pillow was placed under my head.

“I’m gonna have to take a look at the wound, okay?” Etienne said to me. “I’m gonna let go for a second.”

“Wait!” Moti said. “Let me look! I can help!”

Even though I could barely see at this point, I could still make out Etienne’s disapproving scowl towards my little companion. 

“Let them,” I choked out. 

Etienne sighed. “Where are they?”

“Pocket.”

With a bit of fumbling, Etienne got the device out of my pocket without letting go of the wound. He handed it to Delores.

“Hold it,” he said. She tried to protest, but he glared at her, shutting her up. She took Moti begrudgingly, holding them so they could see clearly.

“Alright,” Etienne said. “We’re gonna have a look, okay?”

“I’ll count us in,” Moti said. “One, two, three!”

The pressure on the wound disappeared, and where I expected relief was more pain. I tried my best to not writhe too much, but it was a lot to handle. I ended up simply screaming in agony and trying to catch my breath. Tears were burning in my eyes.

Before I knew it, the pressure was back.

“So,” Etienne said. “What do you suggest?”

It was nice seeing Etienne and Moti working together despite their previous disdain for one another in the past.

It’s a shame I wouldn’t see more of it.

I could feel myself slipping away, my consciousness barely holding it together as the corners of my vision began darkening. I couldn’t breathe properly, and despite Etienne’s best efforts, blood was still leaking from my chest.

My eyelids felt so heavy.

“Hey! Hey, hey, hey, no!” Etienne said, shaking me. His voice was trembling. “Don’t you fall asleep on me. Please.”

“Etti,” I tried to speak. Barely any sound came out.

“No, don’t,” he said, shaking his head, and I could feel a wet droplet on my skin. “Don’t speak, okay? Don’t tire yourself. We’ll figure it out. You, me, and Moti, ey? Just like we always do. I’ve never seen you give up on anything, so don’t you dare start now. I can't lose you too. Come on. Please. Please, my love, stay.”

“The others are coming now,” Delores said. “Get out of my way, loverboy. You’re in no state to save a life right now.”

Delores knelt down next to me, a first aid kit in hand. She began giving instructions, but Moti interrupted her with more efficient ones. She didn’t bother arguing.

I was so cold.

The pain was the only thing keeping me conscious.

That, and Etienne’s hand in my hair and his soft pleas for me to not go.

With all the strength I could gather, I looked up at him. Even this blurry, he was beautiful.

“Etti,” I whispered.

“Yes?” he said almost as quietly.

“Hand?” I tried to lift up my arm, which sent a new wave of pain through me. 

“Don’t move, idiot,” Delores scolded me. “I’m trying to work here.”

The ringing in my ears got even more violent.

“I’m sorry, love, I’ll hold your hand later, I promise,” he said, running his fingers through my hair. I could barely hear him now, and he sounded like he was under water.

“Love?” I choked out.

Etienne nodded. “Yes. I'd rather have told you while you're not dying, but that's even more of a reason for you to stay alive.”

“Love,” I said, trying to keep eye contact. “Love.”

“Save it for when you're back on your feet, okay? I can wait. Don't rush now.”

My eyes weren't listening to me anymore. I couldn't keep them open.

The last thing I saw were Etienne's silvery eyes and the fear within them.

I was in the dark for what felt like an eternity, surrounded by owls. Every time I tried to reach out to one, it flew away.

And then they all started disappearing, and the darkness turned into light slowly.

I recognised the room around me as my hotel suite, and briefly wondered how they got me there without raising suspicion. Knowing Delores, I imagined some bribery, or maybe threats.

I blinked in the harsh light, and could finally focus on my surroundings.

One of my hands felt warmer than the other.

I turned my head to see what it was, and saw Etienne sitting beside me, his hands grasping mine. He didn't seem to be paying attention exactly, but he looked up at me.

He gasped for air shakily.

“Hi,” I said. As I opened my mouth, the metallic taste of my blood came back, even more disgusting than before.

He moved from his chair to the bed beside me and gently picked me up to embrace me in a hug. I felt like a ragdoll, but I tried to hold on to him.

“You made it,” he said. “For goodness' sake, I was so scared. Don't ever do that again.”

“Hey, I’m here now, aren’t I?” I said, trying to be smug.

Etienne let go of the hug to look me in the eyes. His face held so much pain, more than I've seen throughout our entire journey.

“You were dead,” he told me.

“What?”

“Your heart stopped beating. Longest three minutes and seventeen seconds of my life. I-” he looked away for a second, gulping, “I thought I was gonna lose you for good.”

Only now did I notice how red and puffy his eyes were.

“How long was I out overall?”

Etienne sighed. “Seven hours, thirty four minutes and about forty five seconds.”

“You counted?”

“What else was I supposed to do when the man I-” he stopped himself. “I’m sorry. I shouldn't impose on you like this. You nearly died.”

“Etti,” I said. “Say it. Please.”

He took a shaky breath. “When the man I love is dying beside me.”

I could feel a little smile creeping up on my face. I raised my shaky hand to his face and touched his cheek with the tips of my fingers. He looked transfixed.

“Your hands are cold,” he whispered.

“Says the Canadian,” I said, raising a chuckle from him.

I leaned forward to close the space between us. Etienne met me halfway.

Merely a second after we finally touched, the door flew open. We parted again, Etienne looking immeasurably annoyed. He laid his head on my shoulder, muttering French curses quietly. I laughed; it was adorable.

“Glad to see you back amongst the living,” Delores said. “We’re doing a debrief with the others.”

“Right now?”

“Yes, right now,” she said, leaving the room.

It was good to see some things never change.

“I don't know how you haven't quit yet, with a boss like that,” Etienne huffed, looking up at me again.

“If I had, you wouldn't have met me.”

“Don’t get sappy on me now.”

“Make me,” I said, and kissed him again, this time properly. He seemed taken by surprise, but pulled me closer almost by reflex.

The world might be ending, but I’d be damned if I let go of him. Or maybe it was precisely because of that; where else should one fall in love?

#and the sun went out #choices that matter #choose your own adventure #etienne sole #fanfic #fanfiction

[sharkneto]

As someone who's just began writing fics, what advice do you have for plotting out a multi-chapter stories? I have a lot of good ideas but I'm not sure how to get it into a cohesive narrative.

Hmmm, I am a bad person to ask about this. Any planning I do, I do in my head, I don't write any notes or make outlines, which makes it hard for me to track my planning process so it feels a bit like it Just Happens. But let's see if I can cobble together anything useful, the general guidelines I follow when thinking up plot-driven long fics. Maybe if I go through Searching for Good Times as an example for how it came together, that could be helpful? It's one of my more traditionally planned fics.

Most obviously, you need Where Are You Starting, Where Are You Going, What Happens Between Those Points. You really only need one of those second two to get started, and then you can start building forward and backwards from there. What doesn't actually matter at this point too much is where you start - you can start anywhere and make it work to get to your climax. But there was some scene that caught your attention that you want to see written out/play out so start with that because that's what got you excited. SfGT started with the Five and Delores confrontation and a vague idea that they're in the HOb, which is why they're talking, and it's WandaVision-esque so the world is tailored to Five to keep him there. Alright, we have our setting and climax.

We need more than that. We've gotta build out from there.

Five can't be the narrator because he's stuck in the hotel and unreliable (altho that is an interesting angle but not the story I'm looking to tell) so who's our POV? Who's the best choice to give us the view we need on it? I'm partial to Allison, and her brand of determination and smarts are perfect for figuring out the HOb and getting Five out.

We have our POV, her motivation (get Five), our setting, and our climax.

Things start falling together - we start at the HOb looking for Five, Allison gets herself into Five's room, meets Delores, finds Five. Our premise is set.

We could jump right to the confrontation, but we only just got here and that's no fun if we leave immediately. We also didn't earn it, yet. We want to explore Five's world, learn the rules for how it works, try and fail to get him out - build suspense. Work up to the Delores reveal and how to get Five out, finally have that confrontation, and then follow the crest of that with the fallout and eventual comfort.

I find it helpful to think of it like a movie playing out in your head, for what beats to hit when. Start, build up to the climax with some humps of intrigue helping step up towards it, and then let it crest and decrescendo to the end. Generally speaking, you want that Big Moment that your whole story has been building towards ~2/3, ~3/4 of the way through. For SfGT it was Five having to confront that Delores isn't real. This gives you enough time for some trial-and-fail attempts to solve the plot before this point without rushing things and allows enough time at the end to satisfyingly resolve that Big Moment.

How do I then space this out into chapters? I don't necessarily have a set number of chapters in mind when I start. It comes down a bit to preference; how long you like your chapters, how much do you want to pack into one vs splitting into two or three. Generally, I like to have one, maybe two complimentary significant things happen in a chapter. For SfGT -- Ch 1: Allison gets into Five's room, we see the achronology and Delores is here. Ch 2: We find Five, Five does not realize he's stuck and would like to stay. Ch 3: Allison learns how Five's world works, tries and fails to get Five to leave. Ch 4: Holy Shit Delores. Ch 5: The Confrontation. Ch 6: Five is out and Allison has a moment to react. Ch 7: Five gets comfort over what he had to confront.

Chapters are a way to speed up or slow things down by forcing readers to take a break (either while you write the next chapter or before they hit the "next chapter" button). I think how exactly to break them up is a thing you figure out for yourself, for how you like to structure them. As in all things with writing, reading and noting what you do and don't like in how other authors are doing it helps a lot to help you develop how you do it. There's not a right or wrong way, it's all just preference.

Generally, I think letting yourself be free to work backward and forward as you piece it all together is key. Something you want to have happen at the end needs to be set up in the beginning. Something you have as a throwaway detail you just Like in the beginning might come back as useful at the end. It's all just for fun, so let yourself have fun with it :)

#maybe thats helpful? #i hope something in there is a thing that is helpful #ficblogging #sharkneto speaks #writing #entertain shark on his train trip

[alwaysmychoices]

Random bonus question because I know this couldn’t be possible with your MC but: What if, instead of Aurora, she was Harper’s niece? (they never met before) Would that be a completely “hell no” from the beginning, feelings be damn?

The POWER of this idea. I've taken so long to answer this ask because, frankly, I'm obsessed with this idea, and I think Open Heart missed a huge opportunity here (almost as big as not making Aurora a love interest). Seriously, I would love to see an AU like this.

If MC was Harper's niece, it would make things all the more forbidden, but despite his self-hatred, it wouldn't stop Ethan.

When Ethan heard Harper's niece was coming to work at Edenbrook, he had big plans for her. He knew she was intelligent -- he'd been the one to fight for her admission, despite the conflict of interest. He wanted to be Charlie's mentor. He and Harper were still fighting, but he saw her as family. Charlie could be like his niece, too, and the idea of a family was appealing to Ethan. Of course, he fully intended to make her life hell. He knew she needed to earn respect at Edenbrook through her sweat and tears, not her aunt's name.

Then he met Charlie in the waiting room -- and part of him fell in love right there.

When he found out she was Harper's niece, he knew he was headed for trouble. So, instead of being her kind mentor, he was hard on her. Subconsciously, he thought that, if Charlie hated him, there would be no risk of becoming more. But Charlie rose to every occasion. She challenged his unreasonableness and had the audacity to be right when he was wrong. And damn it, she was wonderful. She was fiery and intelligent and kind and warm, and the night they lost Delores, Ethan was irrevocably tied to Charlie.

He knew better.

She was the niece of his ex! Was he crazy?!

He hated himself every time they crossed a line, but he crossed it anyway. He didn't know how to stay away.

They kept it a secret, but when Harper found out, she nearly burned the hospital to the ground. She threatened to report Ethan to the board, and Ethan wrote up a resignation letter before Charlie screamed at them both to calm down.

A few years later, when Charlie and Ethan got married, Harper gave a speech where she said that she hated Ethan for falling for her niece but she counted herself lucky that her niece was so loved.

#au #asks #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey x charlie greene

[hoodievixen]

Find my Way Back to You - The Umbrella Academy [Part 7]

The Hargreeves never expected the teen declaring the end of the world to become someone close. But leave it up to Ryn, who can see the future, to find their way into the weird dynamic of the Hargreeves siblings. Though there are many things that don't seem right about them. Some could be chalked up to her powers, others, no one would ever believe on someone's word alone. And she knew that.

Five x OC

Vanya/Viktor & OC (Platonic)

Klaus & OC (Platonic)

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Notes: The weird predicament of Five's physical age vs. mental age will be addressed. Can't explain, cause it's a large part of the story (and spoilers). IT IS NOT PEDOPHILIA! not to mention both Ryn and five are asexuals (sex-repulsed and never got to figure it out respectively) so there will be no devil's tango.

I will be referring to Viktor as Vanya and with she/her pronouns for what is season 1 and season 2. I do not want to take away that part of the character, and want the transition to be included. I believe removing that and referring to him as Viktor from the start is ignoring the struggle he went through. (Nothing against people who use Viktor and he/him pronouns in fanfics that would be during s1/s2. This is just my own opinion)

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Series Warnings: themes of trauma and mental health, mentions of suicide, cannon typical violence, mentions of blood, mentions of injuries, alcohol consumption, drugs, toxic relationships (in reference not practice), questionable morals, swearing, gaslighting, manipulation

Chapter Warnings: mentions of blood and injuries, mentions of alcohol, people being naked

Word Count: ~2k

Master List

"Why the hell are you here!?" Five asked. He had blinked to get away from the gun fire momentarily to get Delores safely into his room, to find Ryn standing in the hall way.

"I saw the thing," they explained, staying low to the ground to avoid stray bullets. It already look like they had just dodge one, their left bicep was bleeding, and the sweater was torn.

Five groaned "We'll talk later, just get out of here!" He then blinked back in to help his sibling deal with Cha Cha and Hazel, though they seemed to be handling themselves well.

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After the two time assassins left Five blinked back to outside his room, going in to check on Delores. He opened the door to his room to be suddenly attacked. Though Five was quick to grab their wrist, halting them. "Oh, hey," Ryn greeted them, turning off the teaser.

"Why are you still here?" Five asked, walking past them to the mannequin.

Ryn leaned against the wall. "Believe it or not, I'm bad at navigating, and your house is a maze," she explained. Ryn was looking at their injured, quick to poke it, and hissing in pain.

Five had sat Delores up right on his bed and was watching them inspect their wound. "Stay here," he groaned before blinking to the medical room. He blinked back with gaze and disinfectant.

In his absence Ryn had torn off their left sleeve, which had already been torn. "This is a look," they commented, "Definitely 2009 though. Man... that was ten years ago. Time is so weird."

"Sit," Five demanded, pointing to his bed. He had expected them to put up a fight, but they easily listened.

"So, the doctor guy is up to something super sketch," Ryn told him.

Five grimaced in annoyance. Though the hiss that came from her when he pour disinfectant on her arm did cheer him up a bit. "If you aren't going to shut up, can you at least say it in a way I could I understand."

"Sorry, slang..." Ryn shifted to pull out their phone, though tried their best to keep their arm still. "He gave this guy some stuff , and they immediately drove off," they explained. They held out their phone for Five to look at it. He noticed how one of the corners was covered in a web of cracks. On the screen was an image of the entrance of the lab they had been watching most of the day. "It's a video," Ryn sighed, "You press the screen for it to play. What's up with you and your family? Like the only person to have a modern phone is Allison, and the only other one to even have one is V, and they have a flip phone. It's not the eighties anymore people."

Five shut them up by tying the gaze around their arm just a bit too tight.  "Got stop the bleeding," he explained.

"And my blood flow?" Ryn gasped. With a sigh she turned her phone back to her, starting the video. They were quick to return it to Five's view to see what she meant.

"That is something," he hummed, taking the phone from her to get a closer look.

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Five was practically dragging Ryn out of the house, not wanting to her butting into his plan making, nor their near constant teasing. They both stopped hearing the conversation taking place in the other room.

"No you could have been killed," Diego said harshly to Vanya. "Or got any of us killed." He turned to Allison, as if she was in charge of Vanya. "She is a liability."

Ryn practically elbowed Five to get him to do something. "That's a bit harsh don't you think?" Five commented, walking in closer to his siblings.

"I think what he is trying to say is that this kind of stuff is dangerous," Alisson said, getting in the middle of it to try and stop a fight from happening.

"You're right," Five agreed, "None of you should have gotten involved. It's me their after."

"They mean I'm ordinary," Vanya said, standing up, reading to leave.

"Like that should matter, Hazel and Cha Cha would have killed any of you without hesitation," he said even though his sister was on her way out the door. When the door shut behind her, he turned to Ryn with a are-you-happy look.

Ryn gave him a smile in thanks, before rushing out after Vanya. "Hey, wait for me!" they called after.

Vanya paused for a moment to have the blond catch up with them. "What are you doing Ryn?" she asked.

Ryn softly smiled for a moment, awkwardly putting their hands in their pockets. "I have a feeling you don't want to be alone right now," they explained.

"I'm fine Ryn, really," Vanya sighed, and continued walking.

Ryn continued to follow. "How long have you been telling yourself that?" they wondered. Vanya missed a step but continued on. "How much longer are you going to continue saying that? It's okay to not be okay."

"You don't get it," Vanya mumbled.

Ryn had rushed a head of Vanya to have her stop. "I may not understand it completely, but I understand where you come from," Ryn confessed.

Her gaze left Vanya, and moved to the sky behind her. "You see that tall ass building with the white letters," Ryn asked, pointing towards the building in question. Vanya looked back to the building. It had gone up only a couple years ago, build by this young tech mogul. The letter spelled out Ward the guys last name.

"That's my name." Vanya could hear the pain in Ryn's voice. "That's my brother's building. He's only five years older than me. And if the world doesn't end, my sister will be the first person to even sequence the entirety of human DNA. My ability to see the future is a curse," Ryn's voice broke. "I know I will never amount to anything."

With a deep breath Ryn stopped looking at the monument to her failure, to the woman before her. "So I get it."

Vanya watch the younger woman for a moment. "Wanna go get a drink?"

Ryn softly laughed, "I'm too young, but if you want, I'll join you for the company."

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They stood there in amazement. It used to be such a common noise, the purr of an engine, but it had been a decade and a half since they heard it. "I can't believe I did it," they commented, hands stuck to their head in disbelief.

"I never doubted you," he commented, walking around the functioning car. While all the paint was gone and the exterior was rusted, it worked.

They were staring at the steering wheel before them. "What do we do now?" they asked, looking to him for answers.

He smirked at them. "That's for you to decide."

They brought their hand down to grab the wheel. "Wanna go on a trip?" they asked. "Or it would just be either to gather things. I could teach you how to drive, no road ruled to learn, just how to not hit things."

"Where would you like to go?" he asked, leaning into the glassless window.

"...I don't know, I never thought about it," they confessed.

"Then we've got some planning to do before we go on vacation," he said, hitting the top of the car.

They let out an excited laugh and turned off the engine.

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The two leaned up against the car, looking at the little camp they set up. While they didn't go far,  it was somewhere they wouldn't have been able to reach in a day before. "Ya know all the way out here in the woods, you can barely tell it's post-apocalyptic. Just two friends out on a camping trip," they explained.

"It's a nice change of scenery," he agreed. He inched his hand over, hoping to grab theirs. He wasn't sure when the feelings for them started. He had recently come to terms with them, and decided that he was going to use their little trip to try and tell them. He knew it was them, and not just that they were the only person left. The way they smirk when he tease him. How he can focus on something for a day only to find yet another project started an finished on them. He wished he could stay as determined as they were. He wouldn't know what would have become of him if they hadn't found him that day.

That evening hadn't been much different than any other. Food cooked over the fire, and drinking alcohol around the burning ash before turning in for the night, apart from each other.

The next day the two went out for a hike, to "enjoy nature" or at least what was left of it. "You seem to be enjoying this," he commented, noticing the wonder on their face.

"Yeah," they agreed, "My family would take summer vacations when we were younger, to like national parks, or famous land marks. This reminds me so much of back then."

"You must miss them," he commented.

They shrugged. "Not as much as you miss yours. I had vowed never to see them again in my life before the world ended. It's sorta a weird..." They stopped mid sentence, cocking their head to listen for something.

"What are you.." he started, only to be hushed by them by putting their hand over their mouth.

"Do you hear that?" they asked in a hushed tone. He listened harder to hear something over the rustling over the leaves. He heard it. "Moving water," they said before heading in the direction.

The two came to the shore of a clear river. They were the one to step forward to look at the water. It had been the cleanest natural water either of them had seen since the end. "This is amazing!" they declared. In that moment they started taking off layers of clothes.

He yelled and covered his eyes when it came to the last layer. "What are you doing?" he asked, worried and confused.

"I'm going for a swim," they commented.  "You're welcome to join me."

He didn't remove his hand until the splashing died down, and he assumed they were in the water. "You're really losing your mind, aren't you?" he called out to them when he saw their head emerge from the water.

"I never had it," they reminded him. "Man, I don't remember the last time I felt this clean."

"Is it really worth it to strip down in front of someone else?" he wondered, sitting down on the rocky shore.

They loudly laughed. "Come on, it's you. Like the sheet we usually change behind is anything. One gust of wind, and bam," they fell back, starting to float on the water.

He was quick to look away not wanting to see anything. "I mean, shouldn't there still be somethings private between us?"

"When it you become a purist?" they teased him.

"It's not right for a woman to be naked in front of a man," he pointed out. They sky was still grey out here.

"Come on," they complained, "We've already covered neither of use feel that way."

While it was not the situation he had hoped for, it was an opportunity. He wasn't going to let the opportunity escape him. "I like you," he told them, a bit louder than he had been speaking before. He cringed at the fact.

There was the sound of shifting water. They had turned themselves upright to be able to look at him. "How?" they asked. "Like a friend...?"

"Something more," he confidently answered, feeling the blush rush to his face.

"Good," they simply commented with a smirk. They then dove back down under the water.

He stood up. "What dose that mean?" he asked, sounding annoyed.

They popped up closer to shore, where they could stand and have their body above the water. He put both his hands over his eyes. "You are so infuriating," he complained over the splashing of the leaving the river. "Why are you always like this? Why can't you just take something I say seriously for once?"

He knew they were standing right in front of them. It was like time stopped for a moment. The only thing telling time was passing was the steady sound of water dripping off of them and hitting the rock under their feet. He felt her warm breath against his hands. Something cool, but was so warm touched his check.

They kissed him. " Its a good thing, 'cause I do to," they said in a cheeky tone, before rushing back into the river laughing. "Now are you going to come in or not?"

#the umbrella academy #umbrella acedmy #five hargreeves #five hargreeves x reader #five hargreeves x oc #tua fanfic #tua fandom #tua

[agentbluefox]

so for blood on your knees by Suzanne Santo — it gives me this montage of five and delores in the apocalypse, where this song is all Delores talking to five/five talking to himself y'know? do you have a specific scene for this one?

You got it exactly right - Five in the apocalypse, talking to Dolores/himself.

So starting out with the first part.

I started out at the end of the road Realized I had a good ways to go

His story really starts at the end of everything. The end of the road, quite literally, and decides he can’t give up. So the end was really the start of everything for him.

I had no supplies, no lover to hold It got cold, it got cold

This one is a little on the nose about Dolores. Personally, I headcanon that their relationship was less ‘romantic' and more... Five just needing someone to take care of and someone to talk to. He calls it a romance because that’s what makes sense and what gives it a name.

And choked on the ruthlessness inside of me Oh it's just blood on your knees, blood on your knees

Oh no it ain't time to die Quit wallowing, wasting, wondering "why me?" And just pick up your feet

And this part I think leads into his more ruthless and stubborn side. The side of him that keeps him alive for forty-five years where most other people would have given up. He stayed alive because he was fighting to get back and wasn’t wallowing around feeling sorry for himself.

Are you mad that you got dirty? Are you blamin' someone else? Ooh ah Oh it's just blood on your knees, blood on your knees

And this final verse leads into the Commission. His hands got dirty in the Commission and there’s blood on his hands and blood on his knees.

The running verse of “Blood on my knees” gives me two very specific images. One is during the apocalypse. He’s hit a low point and is so close to just giving up. Maybe after he buries his siblings. So he drop to his knees and skins them (maybe his palms too - just to go with the mental image of blood on his hands). Then the second is in the Commission. He’s on a job, crouching by his target and realizes his victim's blood is seeping through the knee of his pants. It could be a moment where he sort of pauses and wonders how he got here. Not for too long, just long enough to make him long for a timeline where he never had to grow up in an apocalyptic wasteland; one where he never had to turn himself into a killer.

#sorry it took longer to answer this one - the week got busy again #thank you though! I’m glad you’re enjoying the playlist :) #tua #five #music #ask #queued

[abbatoirablaze]

The Understudies, Season 2, Chapter 8

Word Count:  1.3k

Warnings: gun violence, character death

“She was looking for you!” Five proclaimed, “for all of you!”

“All of who?”

“You…Delores…Brianna…Danielle…” he answered, “it’s because you’re one of us.  The handler stole you away though, Lila.  Like how our asshole father took all of us!”

Lila began to get nervous.  She shook her head as she looked at the siblings, “no…it’s not the same thing!”

“You’re right,” Diego agreed, “because he didn’t have our parents murdered.  Your parents sold Dani and Bri off, but they kept you and Dot.  They realized that someone was after them right around the trip to Canada, where they left Dot with someone who promised to take care of her.  But the handler stole you.  Listen to me, Lila.  You were born on Octboer 1, 1989, just like the rest of us.”

“STAY BACK!”

“HEY! Hey! Stop!” Diego begged, “Wait.  Hey, Lila!  Lila, STOP!”

“I trusted you,” she cried, “I got you a job.  I even introduced you to my mother.  And you took off on me!”

“That’s because I HAD TO SAVE THE WORLD!” he reminded her, “She’s just using you, Lila.  The handl-“

“YOU’RE WRONG!” she yelled, cutting him off, “she raised me.  SHE LOVES ME!”

“Yeah, but you know what,” Luthor began sadly, cutting in, “Love shouldn’t have to hurt this much!”

They were all silent for a few moments, before Lila put her finger up to her mouth and made it seem like she was throwing up.

“Enough…come on!”

“HEY, FIVE!” Diego yelled, stopping his brother from charging Lila, “Stop.  I got it.  Lila.  The truth?  The handler is dangerous.  And you’re scared of what she’ll do with all that new power.  That’s why you dragged me to the commission.  It’s because I know what it’s like to love dangerous people.  The difference between us, is that they love me back!”

“SHUT UP!”

“The only thing that she loves is power!” Diego began, “and the minute that she can’t use you, she will turn on you.  And deep down, I know that you know that!”

“You don’t know me, Diego!”

“Don’t I?” he asked, “I know that we can be your family, if you just let us!”

He took a step closer to her, closing the gap between them.  Lila still looked around the barn, cautious around the rest of the siblings, but no one gave the impression that they were dangerous to her.  She sighed, ready to give in.  She knew that Diego was making sense, and that he was more than likely right.  And here these unknown people were, ready to just accept her. 

Gunshots rifled through the barn, breaking up the moment.  The siblings’ bodies jolted, each one of them littered with bullet holes as the handler ripped her way through them.  Lila ran to Diego when the gunfire stopped, “Diego!  NO!”

“Awww!” the handler mocked, looking between Lila and Diego, “Dot…isn’t that sweet?  She’s still got feelings for him.”

Dot didn’t respond, and she didn’t think much of it as the handler stalked towards Lila and Diego.

“It’s true what five said, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” she replied honestly, “and I need to know that we can get past this.  Be a happy little family again, hmm?”

“They’re my real family!” she whimpered, looking around at the siblings who were bleeding out, “do you even love me?”

There wasn’t enough time for her to answer as she pulled one of Diego’s knives and attempted to stab her. 

More gunshots littered the air as the handler shot Lila, killing her.

“Que sera sera!” she commented simply, making her way over to five who was choking on his own blood, “oh good…you’re still alive.  Lucky you!  You got to see how this all played out.”

Again, gunshots littered the barn, killing the handler.  The last of the swedes walked in, his gaze momentarily caught up in the dazed look Dot had across her face as she stared at five.  His brow furrowed as he followed it.  With simple steps he made his way into the massacre, stopping short of where five stood. 

He pointed his gun at him. 

Dot dropped to her knees, silently begging for him not to.  Five closed his eyes, using the last of what little energy he had, to attempt to turn back the clocks.

Everything felt like it was going in slow motion for five.  His siblings lost the wounds from the handler, the bullets flying back into the gun.  He charged at the door, ending up beside it, when his powers cut out.

It was perfect timing in every sense of the word. 

He caught her right as she came in, knocking the gun from her hands, forcing the siblings to be surprised at what had just happened.  Dot stood obediently at her side, unwavering.

“It’s true, isn’t it?    WHAT FIVE SAID?  ANSWER ME!  IS IT-“

This time it was two singular gunshots that ripped through the air.  The handler and Dot crumpled to the floor as the Swede entered the room.  Five rushed towards the shell of the woman that he loved, but she was already gone.

“THE CASE!”

Diego tackled his brother as Luthor attempted to stop Lila.  She had grabbed onto the case and disappeared. 

The Swede cocked his gun, and five, lost in his grief did the same, pointing it at the assassin, tears in his eyes. 

“ENOUGH!”

The Swede looked from Dot and the handler, to the siblings, before repeating ‘enough’ in Swedish.  He sighed, and turned on his heel, leaving the siblings alone.

“WHY DID YOU STOP ME?” Luthor growled at Diego.

“Because I love her!”

“Yeah, well now we’re stuck!”

The siblings heard a noise outside, and their attention turned towards the two people walking towards the barn from the field.

“No way!” Diego breathed, his smile reappearing on his face as he dragged five out of the barn with him. 

“Is that-“

“Herb…”

The siblings were shocked.  Five dropped the briefcase on the entrance floor as Luthor gawked at him, “oh god…we’re back…we’re home…”

“Someone check the day!”

“What day is it?” Luthor asked. 

Five gasped as he picked up the newspaper on the rounded table, “April 2, 2019…it’s the day after the apocalypse.”

“Wait?” Allison asked, “so we stopped it?”

“So wait, it’s over?" Vanya asked.

“We actually succeeded at something!” Klaus said in disbelief, “That’s incredible.”

The siblings all seemed to be in a happy agreement, while Five looked around, saddened by the fact that Dot wasn’t with them. 

“I don’t know about you guys, but I need a drink!” Klaus smirked.   The siblings, again, seemed to be in agreement, as they followed him into the parlor.  While the siblings split off, all starting their own conversations, it was Diego who stopped, curiously looking at the picture over the fireplace, “Hey guys…why is there a picture of Ben over the fireplace?”

“I knew you’d show up eventually!”

The siblings were surprised to see Reginald Hargreeves stand up from his chair and turn towards thme.

“Dad!”

“You’re alive!”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” their father asked.

“Yeah…yeah,” Luthor agreed, “you’re right.  I’m just happy you’re home.  And that we’re together again!”

“Home?” the man scoffed, “this isn’t your home!”

“What are you talking about?” Allison asked, “This is the Umbrella Academy!”

“Wrong again,” the man said matter of fact, “after that night, I made a few decisions.  This is the Sparrow Academy!”

Footsteps were heard above them.  The siblings turned around, their eyes not catching on the group that was on the second floor balcony, but rather to the two siblings that they thought they’d need again.  Ben stood in front of the bar, with Dot by his side.

“Dad who the hell are these assholes?” Ben asked snarkily, sneering at them.

“Want us to get rid of them?” Dot asked, cracking her knuckles.

Season 3, Chapter 1

#the understudies #season 2 #the umbreall academy #the umbrella academy season 2 #tua #dark horse comics #number 1 #number 2 #number 3 #number 4 #number 5 #number 6 #number 7 #spaceboy #the kraken #the seance #the rumor #the boy #the white violin #the horror #luthor hargreeves #diego hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #alison hargreeves #five hargreeves #ben hargreeves #victor hargreeves #vanya hargreeves

[chrancecriber]

Radio NET Bulgaria (November 26, 2022)

23:59 MICHAEL SILVERMAN, ERIC MARIENTHAL - In These Times 23:54 MIKAEL - Trippin Over You 23:51 NAI SOUNDS - Can't Deal 23:47 SHAKATAK - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen 23:42 KENNEY POLSON - Black Swan 23:38 NILS - Nine2Five 23:34 VINCENT INGALA - Ready Or Not 23:30 CAROL ALBERT - Sol Ipanema 23:25 MARCUS ANDERSON - Bless The Lord 23:21 DREW DAVIDSEN - Silent Night 23:16 EUGE GROOVE - Silhouette 23:12 VINCENT IOIA - First Time (feat. Ricky Peterson & Gerey Johnson) 23:08 JACKIEM JOYNER - Later Tonight 23:04 WILL SUMNER - A Last Dance 23:00 GREGG KARUKAS - Welcome Home 22:59 TOUCH & GO - Straight To...Number One (Dreamcatcher Mix) 22:52 TORNIKE - Night Steps (Original Mix) 22:46 STAN CROWN - Not Invented Love (Original Mix) 22:44 SPOR - Pacifica (Acoustic Version) 22:38 TONY IGY - Astronomia (Chillout Mix) 22:35 ASKERY - With You 22:29 SIMON LE GREC - Decisions (Delor Mix) 22:24 ASTRID SURYANTO - Distant Bar (Original Mix) 22:21 SOUND BEHAVIOUR - Arena 22:16 D-PULSE - Velocity Of Love (Original) 22:12 SKYE - Feel Good Inc 22:07 SINOPTIK MUSIC - Black Islands 22:03 SOTY - Circle (Original Mix) 21:59 SIMON G - Crazy (Original Mix) 21:56 TRACEY THORN - Night Time (Original Mix) 21:49 TRENTEMOLLER - Miss You (Lulu Rouge Feat. Asger Baden Remix) 21:43 TRANZLIFT - Heaven's Shore (Magdelayna's Chilled Remake) 21:38 SMOOTH DELUXE - Dream Of Insomnia 21:34 TOKYO COUNTERPOINT - To The Sky (Lemongrass Free Bird Remix) 21:31 HIATUS & SHURA - Fortune's Fool 21:26 HESS IS MORE - Yes Boss 21:21 HEIKO - Miles Away 21:16 CAFE DEL MAR - Mandalay (Beautiful) 21:10 GREEN POINT ORCHESTRA - Miriam Dub 21:06 YORK, ASHENI - Iceflowers (Original Mix) 21:01 CHAKRA - I Am (Vox Mix) 20:56 REY SALINERO - Total Delight 20:51 CHICANE - No Ordinary Morning (Original Mix) 20:44 VITODITO, SARA POLLINO - The Song I Promised You (Chillout Mix) 20:41 CHICANE, KATE WALSH - Playing Fields (Original Mix) 20:38 MOTIF, LENA BELGART - Halo (Original Mix) 20:32 BEN GOLD, SENADEE - Today (Chilled Datt Remix) 20:28 POCHILL - Constanta 78 20:24 PIXALEND - Maritime Sadness 20:19 PETE MURRAY - So Beautiful (Acoustic Version) 20:16 VITO FOGNINI, CARI - True To Myself (Original Mix) 20:10 VLAD ZHUKOV - Nothing (W&D Chill Out Vocal Mix) 20:05 TITIYO - Come Along (Naid Remix) 19:59 RED - Pieces 19:53 PREMASARA COUNCIL - Sensual Ecstasy 19:48 PAUL ADAM - Backwards (Original Mix) 19:43 NUAGE, N4M3 - Sunday Morning (Original Mix) 19:40 MODJO - Lady (Acoustic Version) 19:37 CLAES ROSEN, NATALIE PERIS - Stay (Original Mix) 19:32 GABRIELA MENDEZ FUENTE - Romance In Ibiza (Orchester Lite Edit) 19:26 20SABANCI - As Faces Fade (Domenico Cascarino & Luca Lombardi Chill Out Remix) 19:22 PAROV STELAR - You Got Me There 19:18 HARD GREY, HOUSE REPUBLIC - Music Sounds Better With You (Eat More Cake Remix) 19:14 GUSHI, RAFFUNK - Travel (Lemongrass Couch Remix) 19:12 HARDWELL, COLLIN McLOUGHLIN - Call Me A Spaceman (Unplugged Version) 19:08 OCEAN DRIVE, DJ ORISKA - Without You (Acoustic Version) 19:04 COSMIC GATE, EMMA HEWITT - Be Your Sound (Live Acoustic Version) 19:00 NOMOSK - Don't Hold Back (Soty & Seven24 Chillout Remix) 18:56 CUEBRICK - Safe (C-Systems Alternative Mix) 18:50 NO HORIZONS, SHEEMA - Summer Son 18:45 NITIN SAWHNEY - Breathing Light 18:42 NIK LLOYD - Number 1 (Acoustic Cover) 18:33 RED BUDDHA, LINDA WONG ENSEMBLE - Stone Buddha 18:28 REUNITED - Sing It Back (Shazz Man Chill Mix) 18:22 RAYAN MYERS - Pleasant Calmness (Original Mix) 18:17 POLISHED CHROME - Secret Of Sound (Album Version) 18:12 RICHARD MARX - Right Here Waiting 18:08 RUSSELL SIMINS - Comfortable Place 18:05 RUTH ANN - Beautiful 18:01 DJ CHART, DOBA, PRINCESS LARISSA - Danger Games 17:55 BRAVE - The Muse (Chill Out Mix) 17:52 DISCO FRIES, NIKO THE KID - The Light (Acoustic Version) 17:49 DEEP'N PURE, RADBOY - R We Ever Gonna Be (Original Mix) 17:45 MAX MILLION - Do You Believe (Original Mix) 17:41 ZAZA, JORGE NAVA - Broken (Chill Mix) 17:38 ZARA, SNATT & VIX - No Angel (Zetandel Chill Out Mix) 17:34 JIMMY ROQSTA, THALYA HILL - Endless Summer Dance (El Gambrero Remix) 17:28 ATB - Remember That Day 17:24 FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE - Seven Devils 17:18 TENISHIA, KIRSTY HAWKSHAW - Falling (Original Mix) 17:13 YIRUMA - River Flows In You (N-Drew Fate Remix) 17:09 YIRUMA, RUVIN - River Flows In You 17:04 LEO ROJAS - Friendship 17:00 KENNY G - My Heart Will Go On 16:59 SONIX - Cloud 9 16:54 KIRK FISCHER - Shades of Gray 16:51 JOYCE COOLING - It's Feeling Like Christmas 16:47 DAVID GARFIELD - Ticket to Pittsburgh 16:42 PETER WHITE - Promenade 16:38 RICHARD ELLIOT - People Make The World Go Round 16:33 EDGARDO CINTRON - People Get Ready 16:28 CHUCK LOEB - Cotton Club 16:24 JAY ROWE - The First Noel 16:20 DANIEL CHIA - Cali Style 16:16 BOB COATE - Super Smooth 16:12 ED CALLE - Faces in the Clouds 16:08 MARCOS ARIEL - Second Chance (feat. Lulu Joppert) 16:03 WILL DONATO - You Got This 16:00 PAUL BROWN - For What It's Worth 15:55 DREAMING IN COLOUR - Keepsakes 15:51 DARRIUS JAMAR - Heaven 15:46 MICHAEL LINGTON - Oh Holy Night 15:42 DOMINIC CAMARDELLA - 4ever More 15:37 LES SABLER - Esselle's Dance 15:33 MARION MEADOWS - Twice as Nice 15:28 NORTH 2UNES WOODALL - In the Mood 15:24 BROOK ALFORD - New Day 15:20 NICK COLIONNE - Santa Claus Is Coming to Town 15:16 NILS - Tangie 15:12 VINCENT INGALA - Gimme Some 15:08 CAROL ALBERT - Gemini Sun 15:03 MARCUS ANDERSON - This Is My Prayer 15:00 THREESTYLE, MAGDALENA CHOVANCOVA, ROBERT FERTL - Better Days 14:59 SAM BASSMAN JENKINS - Bassin 14:53 EUGE GROOVE - Rise 14:49 JUSTIN YOUNG - Silent Night 14:44 THE V.I.P CLUB - Night Move 14:40 JACKIEM JOYNER - I'm Waiting For You 14:36 TERRENCE RICHBURG - Treasures 14:32 GREGG KARUKAS - Nightshift 14:27 TONY LINDSAY - Fixed 14:23 RONNY SMITH - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas 14:18 PETER WHITE - For The Love Of You 14:14 ZACH BRIDGES - These Hands 14:10 PAUL BROWN - Nothin' But Love 14:05 RICHARD ELLIOT - Elegant People 14:00 U - NAM 13:59 BIRDS OF A FEATHER - In The Shade 13:55 ADAM HAWLEY - Risin' Up 13:52 ALEX FALDIN - Comfortline 13:48 SYLVIA BENNETT - Silver Bells 13:44 DERRICK HARVIN - When You Say 13:38 BOBBY WELLS - Count It All Joy 13:34 DANNY LERMAN - You Take My Breath Away 13:30 ERIC MARIENTHAL - Dance With Me 13:26 ANDRE DELANO - Footsteps 13:22 SMOOTH SOUL HOLIDAY - Come All Ye Faithful 13:18 FOURPLAY - Aniversario 13:13 ANDREW NICHOLS - I Love the Way You Love Me 13:09 JEREMY HECTOR - Flow 13:05 ERIC DARIUS, NORMAN BROWN - Just For The Moment 13:00 NILS - Call Of The Sirens 12:58 VINCENT INGALA - It Is What It Is 12:54 CAROL ALBERT - Angels Watching over Me 12:50 MARCUS ANDERSON - Krystle Clear 12:45 MARION MEADOWS - Little Shepherd Boy 12:42 DAVE BRADSHAW JR. - Jumpstep 12:36 EUGE GROOVE - From The Top 12:32 BEN TANKARD - Still Here 12:28 RICHARD BROWN - Stars In My Eyes 12:24 JACKIEM JOYNER - J Time 12:21 CHRISTMAS CAROLS - E' Nate Il Redentore (Piva Piva) 12:17 GREGG KARUKAS - Cruisin' Your House at Midnite 12:13 FREDDIE FOX - Thank You 12:10 PAUL BROWN - Sweetness 12:04 PETER WHITE - Time Never Sleeps 12:00 ANDREY CHMUT - Night Ride 11:58 GARY MEGGS - Autumn Leaves 11:54 RICHARD ELLIOT - Camelia 11:50 BACH & A. KILLIAN - No Next Time 11:47 DR. SAXLOVE - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen 11:41 DEMETRIUS NABORS - Sensuality 11:37 GABRIEL MARK HASSELBACH - Heading North 11:33 JUSTIN KLUNK - Dive 11:29 MISZ - Our Place 11:25 NATE WHITE - Feels Like Love 11:21 DAVE KOZ - My Grown Up Christmas List (feat. Heather Headley) 11:17 RONALD BOO HINKSON - Making It Easy 11:13 STEVE COLE - Living Out Loud 11:09 ALTHEA RENE - Barbara Mae 11:05 HANK BILAL - Glass Slipper 11:00 BONEY JAMES - Second Nature 11:00 SAN GABRIEL SEVEN - Moment by Moment 10:56 NILS - Casablanca 10:52 VINCENT INGALA - Can't Stop Now 10:48 JODY MAYFIELD - Christmas Time is here 10:43 MOTOWN MOE - Living My Best Life (feat. Nick Stone & Nils) 10:39 CAROL ALBERT - Fire & Water 10:36 FRANK SUTTON - Travel Forecast 10:32 MARCUS ANDERSON - Espresso Shot 10:29 SEAN U - Key West 10:23 BRIAN BROMBERG - Wonderful Christmastime 10:17 EUGE GROOVE - Straight Up 10:13 JACKIEM JOYNER - When The Time Is Right 10:09 PAUL BROWN - Wine Night 10:05 STEVE WATSON - Happy Evenings 10:00 GREGG KARUKAS - Club Hopping 09:52 PETER WHITE - Endless Journey 09:47 BRADLEY LEIGHTON - Little Drummer Boy 09:43 GERALD ALBRIGHT - Hope 09:39 CHRIS GODBER - Meant 2 Be (feat. Hawc Griffin) 09:27 UNDER THE LAKE - Old Friends New Grooves 09:21 SHIN GIWON CHRISTMAS CAROL COLLECTION - The First Noel 09:17 PHILLIP DOC MARTIN - Black Shoebox 09:13 BILLYRAY SHEPPARD - Take Flight 09:08 KONSTANTIN KLASHTORNI - Look Around 09:05 MARK CARTER - Swingtown 09:00 MARCHIO BOSSA, RYU ZEE SU - Somewhere 08:58 LISA ADDEO - Deep Blue C 08:54 LINDSEY WEBSTER - I Didn't Mean It 08:50 KIM WATERS - My Gift to You 08:45 KIRK WHALUM - Inside (feat. Shanice) 08:42 WADE C. LONG - Happy Go Lucky 08:37 NILS - Red Wine & Sunsets 08:33 VINCENT INGALA - Fire And Desire 08:29 ROCCO VENTRELLA - Stay Close to Me 08:24 STEVE OLIVER - Deck The Halls 08:20 CAROL ALBERT - Sapporo Dream 08:14 MARCUS ANDERSON - I Surrender All 08:09 DAVID PETROSYAN - Feeling of Breath 08:05 PAUL BROWN - Toast And Jam 08:00 EUGE GROOVE - Summer Stroll 07:57 GERRY SMOOTH - Let's Dance 07:54 JACKIEM JOYNER - That Good Thing 07:50 NORMAN BROWN - Peace Of Mind 07:45 SHAKATAK - Christmas Time Again 07:40 GREGG KARUKAS - Summerhouse 07:36 EARL KLUGH - Crazy For You 07:32 PETER WHITE - Venice Beach 07:28 RICHARD ELLIOT - Ricochet 07:24 MARQUEAL JORDAN - Behave to Love 07:21 JOYCE COOLING - Christmas, Christmas 07:17 MARC ANTOINE - For A Smile 07:13 JAMHUNTERS - Eurabian Fantasy 07:08 GTF - Spanish Steps 07:04 GINO ROSARIA - Ride Along 07:00 HIROSHIMA - Always Tomorrow 06:57 JAKOB MAGNUSSON - Hook, Line & Sinker 06:53 JAREZ - Together Forever 06:49 KEITH ANDREW - Bayon 06:46 JAY ROWE - Joy to the World 06:41 KEN POWE - First Love 06:36 REZA KHAN, JEFF KASHIWA, MATT KING - It's About Time 06:31 YULARA - Shakti Dance 06:28 GHOST JAZZ TRIO BAND - Looking Good (feat. James Morgan) 06:23 RODNEY GREENE - Real Close 06:21 DREW DAVIDSEN - Away In A Manger 06:17 NILS - Step Into the Beat 06:12 NAJEE - Sumthin' Sumthin' 06:09 VINCENT INGALA - What Does It Take (Vinnie's Take) 06:05 LARRY CARLTON, PAUL BROWN - Miles And Miles To Go 06:00 MEZZIFORTE - Nightfall 05:56 BONEY JAMES - Detour 05:52 CAROL ALBERT - Crashing 05:48 MICHAEL LINGTON - Silent Night 05:44 MARCUS ANDERSON - Believe In Yourself 05:40 RON KING - Cascade 05:35 EUGE GROOVE - Dirty Dozen 05:31 SLIM GAMBILL - Up (feat. Charlton Singleton) 05:27 JACKIEM JOYNER - Evolve 05:24 NICHOLAS COLE - Let It Snow 05:19 NORMAN BROWN - West Coast Coolin' 05:15 GREGG KARUKAS - Walkin' in Time 05:09 PETER WHITE - Turn It Out 05:05 RICHARD ELLIOT - Sake For Two 05:00 SONNY EMORY - Latina 04:58 EJAZZ ARTISTRY - Never Too Much 04:52 JEFFERY SMITH - Visions of Love 04:48 BEN TANKARD - A Guitar for Christmas 04:44 DONALD HAYES - Front Ground 04:40 DWIGHT SIRLS - The Pawn 04:36 DIDIER LABOSSIERE - VTB Wings 04:31 JULIAN VAUGHN - A Feeling 04:27 SKINNY HIGHTOWER - Now Or Never 04:22 HERB ALPERT - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas 04:18 TIM BOWMAN - Friends 04:13 SHAWN RAIFORD - Good Vibrations 04:08 SPECIAL EFX - Beautiful Gold 04:04 EARNEST WALKER JR - Palm Avenue 04:00 PAUL BROWN - Food For The Moon 03:57 NILS - Hey Joe 03:53 NAJEE - One Note Love 03:48 NICK COLIONNE - We Three Kings 03:43 BRENDAN ROTHWELL - Drifting 03:40 VINCENT INGALA - Ridin' The Wave 03:36 BONEY JAMES - Sway 03:32 CAROL ALBERT - Sometime 03:28 MARCUS ANDERSON - Coffee Cocktails 03:22 JUSTIN YOUNG - Merry Christmas 03:17 EUGE GROOVE - Sneak A Peak 03:13 FOSTINA DIXON - Good Vibes 03:08 JACKIEM JOYNER - Elevation 03:04 PATRICK LAMB - I See it in Your Eyes 03:00 NORMAN BROWN - Sunset On Chandler 02:55 GREGG KARUKAS - Simone 02:51 MICHAEL ROSS - Four Seasons to Cross 02:46 RONNY SMITH - O Come All Ye Faithful 02:42 PETER WHITE - Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow 02:37 RICHARD ELLIOT - Boom Town 02:33 MAX HIGHSTEIN - Open To Receive 02:29 MICHAEL MANSON - You Go to My Head 02:24 NOTEWORTHY BAND - Surf to Smooth 02:20 SYLVIA BENNETT - Winter Wonderland 02:17 J3 - Hela 02:12 ILYA SEROV - My Funny Valentine 02:08 A Sultry Summers Night (feat. Greg Minnick, Ignacio Nunez & Dean Rickard) 02:03 DARREN RAHN - With You By My Side 02:00 AVENUE BLUE - Stockholm (feat. Jeff Golub) 01:56 SPONTANEOUS GROOVIN' COMBUSTION - Tribeca 01:53 PEET PROJECT - Down to the Lake 01:48 ANDRE DELANO - It Came Upon a Midnight Clear 01:42 AXIOM - Magunda 01:39 A RAY FULLER - A Coastal Breeze 01:34 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - Ariane 01:30 PAUL BROWN - 24 01:25 NILS - When I Think of You 01:22 SMOOTH SOUL HOLIDAY - We Three Funky Kings 01:17 NAJEE - The Way She Moves 01:13 BRENDAN ROTHWELL - Origin 01:10 VINCENT INGALA - Maybe You Think 01:05 MARCUS ANDERSON - Carmel Mocha 01:00 JAMES SAXSMO GATES - Together We Can Make It (feat. Freddie Fox) 00:57 EUGE GROOVE - Let's Get It On 00:54 JACKIEM JOYNER - Secrets 00:50 BRETTINA - Simple Pleasures 00:46 MARION MEADOWS - A Winter Lullaby 00:42 NORMAN BROWN - Up 'N' At 'Em 00:38 GREGG KARUKAS - Daylight 00:34 PETER WHITE - One On One 00:30 GARY METZ - Maneater 00:25 RICHARD ELLIOT - Coastline 00:22 CHRISTMAS CAROLS - Stille Nacht 00:16 CHAZZY GREEN - Love to Be With You 00:12 PAUL TAYLOR - Roundup 00:08 GARY PALMER - To the Top 00:04 POP'N BOSSA - Versace on the Floor 00:00 ERIC DARIUS - Soulful Stride

#Radio NET Bulgaria #Smooth Jazz #Chillout #Lounge #Downtempo #Ambient #Trance #2022 #November 2022

[simshousewindsor]

THE FINAL BANG

Warning! This story contains graphic content.

[West Simster Abbey, Windenburg 10:50 A.M.]

Queen Rowena: I need to use the bathroom. I’ll be right back.

Queen Zarah: What? The bridal party is about to arrive.

Queen Rowena: I won't be long but I'd rather go now than wait.

Gabriel Santos: Hey, I’ll be right back.

Alejandra Santos [M.D.]: Darling, where are you going? I don't think we’re allowed to get up.

Prince Louis: I am so happy Leo and Anna finally got their acts together. Our family has had many ups and downs but this past year has ended wonderfully!

Duchess Margot: Indeed!

Prince Rainier: Speaking of wonderful, we’re expecting again!

Duchess Margot: Oh, splendid, Rainier! I know the King and Queen are delighted with the news!

Gabriel: Rowena! Wait!

Queen Rowena: What are you doing here? Were you following me? Why do you have a gun?

Gabriel: You can't just cut me off and then ignore me!

Queen Rowena: *gasp* Gabe! We’re in public... at my daughter’s wedding. This is NOT the place or time!

Gabriel: You made me do this! You made me fall in love with you and then you rejected me. I love you, Ro! Why can't you see that! This is the only way to make you see that we’re meant to be together. Come away with me! 

Queen Rowena: Unhand me before I call security!

Gabriel: I...I’m sor...

Queen Rowena: Give me the gun, Gabe!

Gabriel: Was everything you told me a lie? Why won't you run away with me? If you say you’ll run away with me, I’ll give you the gun.

Queen Rowena: What about your wife and daughter? Your wife is sitting inside right now! What about my family? We have to think for a second. Let’s talk first. Just give me the gun.

Gabriel: No! No more talking!

*crowd outside cheering arrival of Bridesmaids*

Queen Rowena: “Gabe! No! Let go!”

*BANG!*

Queen Rowena: No! No! No! What have I done! Gabe! Stay with me! Gabe...

Queen Zarah: (gasp)Dear God!

Queen Zarah: (panicked) Lady Delores, get the Queens security and seal off this breezeway NOW!!!

THE END - PART 1

Previous | Beginning | The End - of Queen Rowena’s Secret (story)

Previous | Beginning | The End - of Finding Love for the Princess (story)

Previous | Beginning | The End - of The Duke of Kent’s Legacy (story)

Previous | Beginning | The End - of Cambridge Chaos (story)

Previous | Beginning | The End - of No One Can Know (story)

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****post-credits scene****

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*BANG!* *BANG!* *BANG!*

[Shon Gableton]: “As the crowd roars and guns salute, the new Earl and Countess of Boykins emerge from West Simster Abbey all smiles! The royal couple will take their first carriage ride together, off into what we at SNN can only hope to be a newsworthy first year of marriage! See you next time, Windenburg!”

#Part 1 Ends #Princess Lara is married #King George ensured No One Knew #Queen Rowena's secret is no longer a secret #Cambridge Chaos continues #The Duke of Kents kids finally got their act together #Part 2 setup #Part 2 drama #TS4 #ts4 story #the sims 4 story #sims 4 royalty #ts4 royalty #sims 4 royal family #sims 4 monarchy #the sims 4 #sims 4 story #A story for Part 2 #ts4 royal simblr #simblr #ts4 simblr #sims 4 #the sims royal family #ts4 royal wedding #The wedding ends #with a bang #simshousewindsor #simshousewindsor ts4

[our-gentle-tide]

If that's okay could i request the demon brothers watching encanto? They would all relate to the characters in someway!

(bonus if when surface pressure comes on MC looks at Mammon and Lucifer and goes, this you?)

The brothers reacting to encanto

Warning: none?

A/n: I'm so sorry this took so long :') the mid-terms were a pain in my ass tbh, I didn't do too good tbh so I'm going back to studying so I can prepare myself. I'm also thinking of changing my writing style, On the bright side my kitten will be coming home tomorrow!! I'm naming them Milo :)

Also I didn't put levi in cos I didn't know what to write, sorry love 😅

Reader: gn (they/them)

Lucifer:

A movie about a family? Okay he thinks it's fine

..he changed his mind- MC what exactly are you implying here???

When luisa sings her song, he sees you staring at him in the corner of his eye-

When the movie ends he is silent for a hot minute but started to speak after a bit

His pride won't let him react too much so don't get your hopes up darling

"What do you mean I act like abuela alma but worse? Of course I don't satan, stop being ridiculous"

He sees it, he just won't admit it

Mammon:

MOVIE NIGHT!!! WHIP OUT THAT POPCORN AND PUT ON THE ACTI- huh? What do you mean it's not and action movie???

Pouty baby

Wait- it's not horror is it?..it's not?! Thank diavolo!

!! Not like he was scared or anything! This is THE GREAT MAMMON after all!!

Did cry his eyes out when mirabel and alma fought tho-

"That shape shifting human lied! Where is the 7 foot frame huh?!?"

Satan:

Oh? A family movie that resolves around trauma and how that trauma passed on for one, almost-kinda two generations?

Sign him up-

Analysis the entire movie tbh

I feel like he either likes camilo or isabela or mirabel, there can only be one-

"Hmm alma reminds me of someone" continues to stear at Lucifer

Move over Mc, I'll be taking the unlicensed therapist role for a bit-

Asmo:

MC, come sit next to him so you can cuddle him-

Oh! The flower girl is so pretty! Not as pretty as me ofc, right mc? *bats eyelashes*

Huh?!- five? FIVE BABIES?!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN "WONDERFUL "!??

When isabela let lose he was so hyped

Stayed silent when she said she was marrying for the family tho-

Likes Delores too but prefers isabela

Beel:

Movie? Is there gonna be popcorn?

Sits next to you with belghie leaning on his shoulder

Offers food

Pays enough attention to understand what's going on but not really

Likes antonio and mirabel

Not the biggest fan of alma but understands her pov and what she's been through

Still doesn't excuse how she treated mirabel

Belghie:

Was he asleep minority of the time? Mayyybe

But at least he has a favourite character!

It's Bruno-

Man seems chill and nice to hang with-

"Mc what's that thing he's wearing? A ruana? Oh okay, I want one. It looks comfy"

If mc knows how to make clothes and makes one for him he'll wear it then and there and tackle them with cuddles-

I hope this is good! I'm trying to get back into writing but it's been tough so idk when I'll write anything else but I had to basically juice my brain to get this going. Hope you like it :)

#obey me satan #obey me belphegor #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obey me luficer #obey me asmodeus #obey me x male reader #obey me x reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me headcanons #obey me beelzebub #male reader #gender neutral reader #encanto

[caitimetravels]

she’s insignificant

chapter 3: the dangers inside

the umbrella academy x reader

disclaimer: i do not own the plot/storyline of the netflix tv series and i do not own the umbrella academy characters.

warnings: swearing, mentions of death

masterlist

y/n stared at the blue energy in the courtyard before deciding to join her siblings as they rushed to see what it was. as she ran down the stairs she caught sight of klaus holding a fire extinguisher.

"what are you doing?" she caught up with him.

"something" he shrugged, bursting out the door first. "out of the way!"

"thats not going to- klaus what the hell?" y/n went to stop him only to watch as he tried to extinguish the mass of energy. she shook her head in disbelief, stepping beside vanya.

klaus chucked the extinguisher when he realised it wouldn't work.

"what is that gonna do?" allison shouted over the loud noise. klaus threw his hands up.

"i don't know. do you have a better idea?" he stepped back in surprise as another flash came from the portal. luther pulled klaus back.

"everyone get behind me!" and in true sibling rivalry diego nodded, shielding vanya and y/n.

"yeah, get behind us!"

they watched, brows furrowing at the familiar figure that dropped to the ground. as they stepped closer the vortex disappeared.

"is that-?" y/n looked up at vanya, peeking around diego to see.

there, in a too large sized suit, stood their missing brother. he pushed himself to his feet taking in their appearance.

"does anyone else see little number five is that just me?" klaus questioned as they walked closer. the said boy stared down at himself in confusion before looking back at them.

"shit" he cursed.

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they all moved back into the kitchen, letting five do as he pleased while he explained what he needed to.

he placed a chopping board and knife on the table while the others stood at the other end. y/n stood off to the corner, not entirely comfortable with them after being accused of murder. "what's the date? the exact date"

five walked around, grabbing bread to make himself a sandwich. vanya answered, "the 24th"

"of what?" five pushed walking back over.

"march"

"good" he pulled out two pieces of bread, laying them on the chopping board.

"so, are we going to talk about what just happened?" luther raised an eyebrow, expectantly but five stayed silent. "its been 17 years!" luther stood, frustrated but five wasn't taking any of his bullshit.

"it's been a lot longer than that" the shorter boy walked towards him before blinking behind him to grab the marshmallows. luther sighed,

"i haven't missed that"

"where'd you go?" diego piped up, unfazed.

"the future" five sighed, "and it's shit by the way" he opened up the bag of marshmallows.

"called it!" klaus raised his finger.

"do you want one?" five looked up at y/n, referring to the sandwich, a soft gleam in his eyes. the others shared a look, of course he had only missed her. she gently shook her head with a small smile. "i should have listened to the old man" five walked to the fridge, pulling out a jar. "he knew. travelling through space is one thing, travelling through time is a toss of the dice"

he paused as he opened the peanut butter, looking up at them again before noticing klaus' attire. "nice dress"

"oh, danke" klaus twirled loose material around. allison rolled her eyes.

"how did you get back?"

"in the end i had to project my consciousness forward into a suspended quantum state version of myself that exists across every possible instance of time" he continued making his sandwich like he hadn't just shocked them.

"that makes no sense" diego scoffed,

"well, it would if you were smarter" five shrugged, ignoring the way diego stood up to fight him. luther held him back.

"did you put a decimal point in the wrong spot?" y/n asked, surprising the others. she crossed her arms, thinking "it was probably a miscalculation in your proof of the existence of a bound for the number of limit cycles of planar polynomial vector fields of fixed degree."

five paused, thinking it over before realising she was right. "it should have been 0.57" he mumbled.

"how long were you there?" luther changed the subject, obviously confused.

"45 years" five went back to his sandwich making. "give or take"

everyone sat back down in shock.

"so what are you saying? that you're 58?!" luther narrowed his eyes in disbelief. there was no way.

"no" five looked up, speaking through gritted teeth. "my consciousness is 58. apparently my body is now 16 again"

"how does that even work?" vanya croaked out, still shocked at the situation.

"delores kept saying the equations were off" five shrugged, stepping away and looking off into the distance as he took a bite of his sandwich. "bet she's laughing now"

"delores?" vanya asked. y/n froze, he had kept her? at the girl's movement, or lack thereof, allison looked over at her, raising her eyebrows.

y/n shook her head, waving it off.

five picked up the newspaper on the table, staring at the picture of their father.

"hm.. guess i missed the funeral"

"how'd you know about that?" luther questioned, defensive.

"what part of the future do you not understand?" five narrowed his eyes, slightly amused by his brothers incompetence. "heart failure, huh?"

"yeah-" diego started only to be cut off by luther.

"no" there was silence for a moment before a kitchen knife stabbed into the table beside luther's hand.

"if i had murderous intent, luther, you'd be the first on my list" y/n scoffed, walking out.

they all stared after her in shock.

"nice to see nothing's changed" five sighed before following her out.

"thats it?" allison asked, turning towards him as he walked. "thats all you have to say?"

"what else is there to say? circle of life" he called back.

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vanya walked up to five in the parlour where he stood staring at his painting.

"nice to know dad didn't forget me" five turned to her, "read your book by the way.. found it in the library that was still standing"

he started to walk around, noticing y/n sitting on the balcony above. she had her legs dangling through the bars, calmly reading a book. he turned back to vanya.

"thought it was pretty good, all things considered" he stared her down, "definitely ballsy, giving up the family secrets. sure that went over well"

"they hate me" vanya frowned,

"well there are worse things that can happen" five was obviously trying to cheer her up, in his own way.

"you mean like what happened to ben?" there was a pause, both thinking it over.

"was it bad?" five asked softly, he knew y/n was still listening. he heard the faint sound of a book shutting. he looked away as vanya nodded.

"y/n had a hard time dealing with it.. the worst of all of us. dad forbid her from going on missions after her reaction.."

"her reaction?" five turned back, eyebrows furrowing, this wasn't in vanya's book.

"she nearly tore our souls out.. she was devastated and couldn't control her emotions. dad said it helped her though, something about a new ability. he trained her alone from then, forcing her to find you" vanya shrugged, sighing, going silent.

"find me?" five pushed, "what do you mean find me?"

"she said she did.. did she not?" vanya looked surprised now.

"no, no she did.. just didn't stay long is all" five shook his head, frowning.

"yeah well, they stopped trying when she lied to dad"

"she lied?" five looked back up at where she was previously sitting but now she was gone, the only thing left behind was her book and a wisp of smoke.

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"ben.. i'm- i'm scared" eight sat cross legged in front of his statue. "my powers are getting stronger and i'm scared to hurt the others. i wish you were still here" she refused to cry no matter how much she wanted to. she couldn't let the same thing happen.

"i'm scared ben. what if i can't control it? what if hurt somebody? you're not here to help me and i-.. it hurts sometimes. dad doesn't understand, he never did but it hurts to suppress my emotions like he wants me to. we try so hard and he still never thinks we're enough.." she paused, pulling her knees up to her chest. "what if i am weak? what if he's right?"

unbeknownst to her ben's ghost sat beside her. "you're not weak" he shook his head, moving to look at her face. "you'll never be weak, you're so strong. please keep being strong for me" he pleaded with her as she continued to blame herself. he hated this. he hated not being there for her. he just wanted her to be okay.

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y/n walked beside five, standing under his umbrella with him. they didn't speak as they walked back out into the courtyard. the siblings all stood in line with luther in front of them, carrying their dad's ashes.

"did something happen?" grace looked at them all, smiling despite the occasion. they all looked up at her.

"dad died.." allison answered, confused. "remember?"

"oh, yes of course" grace nodded, expression turning more somber.

"is mom okay?" allison asked, now worried about how grace was acting.

"yeah, yeah she's fine" diego quickly defended, "she just needs to rest, you know, recharge" allison looked incredulous but dropped it nonetheless.

pogo stepped forwards, looking up at luther. "whenever you're ready, dear boy"

luther breathed out, opening the lid and dropping the ashes in a pitiful pile. they all frowned.

"probably would have been better with some wind" luther griped,

"does anyone wish to speak?" pogo ignored it, looking at the rest of them. everyone stayed silent, looking away. "very well.. in all regards, sir reginald hargreeves made me what i am today, for that alone i shall forever be in his debt. he was my master and my friend and i shall miss him very much.." he paused, "he leaves behind a complicated legacy-"

"he was a monster" diego cut off, still staring down at the ashes. klaus laughed. "he was bad person and a worse father. the world's better off without him-"

"diego" allison scolded, glaring at him in surprise.

"my name is number two. you know why?" he looked over at her. "because our father couldn't be bothered to give us actual names, he had mom do it"

"would anyone like something to eat?" grace asked, smiling again, unaware of what was happening.

"no, its okay mom" vanya denied, albeit confused.

"oh, okay"

"look, you wanna pay your respects" diego stepped out in front of them, "go head, but at least be honest about the kind of man he was" he looked at pogo now.

"you should stop talking now" luther warned, anger growing. diego glared at him for a moment before fully turning to face him.

"you know, you of all people should be on my side here, number one"

"i am warning you-" diego ignored him,

"after everything he did to you" y/n sighed, crossing her arms to her chest, fighting wasn't going to fix any of them. klaus and five shared a look. "he had to ship you a million miles away"

"diego stop talking-" luther tried again. diego was definitely hitting a nerve. he jabbed a finger into luther's chest.

"that's how much he couldn't stand the sight of you!" luther grabbed his arm and swung at his head. diego ducked. they begun fighting while everyone else backed away.

"boys! stop this at once!" pogo attempted to stop them, moving back despite this.

klaus held an arm out to shield five and y/n. the former slapped it away. they continued to fight, diego egging him on and landing several punches. klaus began to chant while vanya yelled at them to stop.

"klaus" y/n warned, gaining both his and five's attention. her eyes were turning black, she was struggling.

"y/n? are you okay?" five hadn't been there, he didn't know what she would do if she lost control. pogo walked away, not wanting to stay. klaus nervously watched y/n while the others watched luther and diego fight.

"i don't have time for this" five sighed, beginning to walk away, leaving y/n with klaus under his small pink umbrella.

that was when it happened. y/n froze as they knocked ben's statue.

"aw" klaus complained while allison glared at them.

"and there goes ben's statue"

"klaus?" y/n's voice scared them all. she sounded weak. she gripped his jacket, tightly. "klaus"

"what's wrong?" he looked down at her, watching as she fought her emotions. her eyes were turning black but she kept fighting it.

diego pulled out his knife and vanya's shouting at him to stop made it harder for y/n to calm herself. he threw it at luther, cutting his arm.

"klaus" she called again and he held her arm unsure of what to do. "i-i can't.. i can't-" she let out a pained whine as her eyes darkened, she was letting go. suddenly diego and luther let out shouts of pain.

"what's going on?!" allison watched them, confused and distraught. vanya quickly left their mother's side, pulling y/n into her.

"its okay, you're okay" vanya whispered to her, trying to calm her. "it can be fixed, you're okay, just relax. try to relax" listening to vanya's heartbeat she slowly calmed down, the blackness of her eyes seeping away and diego and luther straightened, no longer in pain.

y/n stared at them in shock and guilt before shaking her head and running inside. she locked herself in her room again. she was truly a demon.

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one by one the siblings left, y/n watched sadly as they all abandoned her again. she was always left alone, the family problems only got bigger when they got together. she sighed, maybe she was better off alone.

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y/n looked up from her book as she heard frantic footsteps around the mansion. peeking out her door she noticed vanya slowing down in front of five's room.

"oh thank god" she disappeared through his doorway but y/n could still hear her voice. "i was worried sick about you"

five had talked to vanya? why hadn't he come to her?

"sorry i left without saying goodbye" five's voice answered softly. what had he been doing? y/n quietly left her room to hear better. she wanted to be apart of her brother's plans too. she didn't want to be left out anymore.

"no, i'm the one that should be sorry. i was dismissive and i guess i didn't know how to process what you were saying.." vanya paused, "i still can't to be honest"

"maybe you were right to be dismissive" five huffed, that didn't sound like him at all? what was he really doing? "maybe it wasn't real after all.. it felt real. but well, like you said the old man did say time travel could contaminate the mind"

well vanya referred him to a therapist y/n tried to sense the room. something else was going on. carefully using her power she felt another person.. klaus. when vanya walked out y/n quickly turned to smoke, gliding along the floor, past five who watched vanya leave. klaus pulled himself out of the closet.

"that's so touching, all that stuff about family and dad and time"

"will you shut up? she'll hear you" five warned him, walking back over.

"you're lying to vanya?" y/n appeared next to klaus, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.

"it's nothing you should worry about" five dismissed before looking klaus over again. "i thought i told you to put on something professional"

"what? this my nicest outfit" klaus gestured to it. y/n snorted when five scoffed.

"we'll raid the old man's closet"

"whatever, as long as i get paid" klaus shrugged, beginning to walk behind five.

"when the job is done" they stopped just above the stairs.

"so, where are we going?" she followed along, smiling innocently at five who raised an eyebrow at her.

"not we, just klaus and i" five shook his head, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"five" she frowned,

"y/n" he mocked.

"just let me come, please don't leave me in the dark. i just want to help you" she pleaded, she had missed him.

he thought it over before sighing, "fine" he turned to walk again but klaus stopped him.

"but just so we're clear on the finer details" he waved his hand around, talking over the plan. "i just got to go into this place and pretend to be your dear old dad, correct?"

"yeah, something like that" five agreed, exasperated.

"what's our cover story?" klaus continued, ignoring five's look of annoyance.

"what? what are you talking about?" five shared a confused look with y/n who shrugged.

"i mean was i young when i had you, like 16.. like young and terribly misguided" five agreed just to get him to stop but he didn't. "your mother, that slut, whoever she was, we met at.. the disco and you can be his sister"

"i am his sister?" y/n raised an eyebrow, but klaus only smiled, clicking his fingers.

"okay, remember that. oh my god the sex was amazing"

y/n scoffed, walking away first, five following. "what a disturbing glimpse into that thing you call a brain"

"don't make me put you in time out" klaus waved a finger at him.

as they walked out the door onto the street y/n paused.

"what's wrong, baby sis?" klaus asked, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "you're not backing out already?"

"no!" she quickly denied, looking up at him as she snapped out of her starstruck daze. "it's just.. i haven't left the house in 16 years.."

klaus and five shared a sorrowful look. what had happened to her?

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