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fearfully-fiction · 2 years

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Don't You ( Sad Song Based)- Dakota laden x Reader

word count:3951

warnings: angst, platonic fluff I think that's everything!

summary: based on the song Don't You by Taylor Swift (my queen)

all credit to her and her lyrical genius.

“How is everyone Chels?” you asked as you sat on her couch. She smiled at you, “Everyone is doing really good honestly. The boys are great, and so am I. You know, life has been really good to us,” she answered you and you smiled softly. Your heart tugged downward at the thought of her brother, you never stopped loving him. So hearing that he was doing so great made your heart ache just the slightest because that meant that he wasn’t feeling anything from what you had together.

She saw your far-off look and instantly caught on, “Hey, are you ok?” she asked gently and reached over to rest her hand over yours. You shook your head trying to get it out of your mind as best as you could and prepare yourself for hearing more about him.

“Yeah, I’m fine Chels. Why?” you asked in confusion. “I know that mentioning him may still hurt, and I’m sorry,” she said with a sympathetic smile. “It’s over now and that’s ok. It has to end somewhere doesn’t it,” you said trying to keep your voice as nonchalant as possible.

“It’s ok if you want to change the subject,” she assured you. “No, I’m fine. I wanna know how they are. Make sure they’re doing good you know,” you told her with a forced smile. She looked at you wearily, “So what’s new with him?” you asked. You wanted to know if he felt anything, or if it was dead and gone to him. You were horrified of her answer but you knew you needed to know.

“Well, he’s um- he’s dating someone now. He’s doing a lot of planning for the show too, it’s hard work and I’m really proud of him,” she said trying to skim over the fact that he had a new girlfriend. You felt like you couldn’t breathe when the words left her mouth, he was over you already. You wanted to cry but you kept yourself together as you sat in front of your best friend.

“Oh, wow that’s great for him, I’m glad that he’s happy. That’s great,” you said trying to keep the strain out of your voice. Chelsea took a deep breath and sat up straighter getting ready to change the subject.

“So, how are you doing?” she asked with an encouraging smile. “I’m ok, just trying to live you know. Working a lot,” you told her. Your mind was plagued with thoughts of him moving on so quickly.

“That’s good that you’re keeping busy,” she said.

“I’m sure she’s nothing like me… I bet she’ll make him really happy,” you said softly, not being able to stop the words from coming out.

She looked at you in shock, “Hey, don’t talk like that. She’s her own person sure, but to be honest I like you a lot better,” she said. You felt tears come to your eyes, “I um- i think I’m gonna go Chels. Sorry for taking up your time, I’ll see you tomorrow ok. I’ll be here early to help you set stuff up.” you said as you grabbed your stuff and kept your head down. You tried to keep from crying as you walked out the door before she could say anything to you.

You got into your car and let your tears fall as you made the drive home. You didn’t live far from her so it wasn’t that long of a trip to get home.

When you got home you let yourself break down. Knowing he had someone else that he would kiss whenever he wanted, someone else to hold when it got cold or while they watched a movie, someone else to tell I love you.

Your heart was breaking all over again, and it hurt worse than you ever thought it would.

Your phone kept going off and so you checked it only to find it flooded with texts from Chelsea, and to your surprise, Alex and Tanner as well. Your brows furrowed as you looked through the messages. They were all asking if you were ok, and wondering if you had gotten home. You guessed that Chelsea asked them to try and get to you because she couldn’t.

You sent them all a text saying you were home, and nothing more than that.

You received texts back from all of them asking if you needed them, you ignored them all, and dreaded the next day knowing you were going to have to face them.

The next day you were going back to Chelsea’s because everyone was back in town and hadn’t seen each other in a while. You wanted to get together while you still could and now you had to face the reality that you would be in the same room as Dakota and this new girl he was with. You had to keep yourself from crumbling in front of all of your friends and the one person you swore you’d spend the rest of your life with and the new love of his life.

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The next day rolled around and you considered just calling and telling Chelsea you couldn’t make it. You were terrified of seeing everyone while you were so broken. You had your finger over the call button when your screen lit up with an incoming call from Alex. You sighed heavily and knew you couldn’t avoid it this time.

You answered the call and tried to put use the happiest voice you could muster.

“Hey, Al! What’s up?” you asked

“Hey, I didn’t think you were gonna answer. I just wanted to call before and say that I’m super excited to see you and that I’m gonna be there with you the whole way. I know that it’s gonna be difficult but you’re not alone there. You have Tanner, Chels, and I the whole time. We’ve got you ok,” he told you.

You weren’t expecting that at all and it made you want to cry. For the second time in two days, tears came to your eyes.

“Thanks, Alex, I’ve really missed you you know. Thank you,” you held yourself together.

“You don’t have to thank me at all. We’ve always got your back. I’ve missed you too, now you can come on over now if you want it’s just us three right now,” he said.

You nodded your head despite him not being able to see you.

“Yeah, I’ll uh- I’ll be over in a few minutes, I’ll see you soon Al,” you said your goodbye and he did the same.

You stood up from your bed and went to your bathroom to look in your mirror. You had little dabs of mascara under your eyes from where your eyes had teared up. You grabbed a tissue and wiped them away before fixing your makeup and grabbing your things to leave.

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You got out of the car and immediately you saw two people barrel out the front door. You laughed as soon as you noticed that it was Alex and Tanner. Before you could say anything Alex had his arms around you. You hugged him back just as tightly and leaned up to kiss his cheek. “Hey, Al,” you said with a smile. He chuckled at your slightly muffled voice. “Hey, (y/n/n)!” he exclaimed and made you laugh.

“It’s my turn!” you heard Tanner jokingly whine. You could practically hear the pout in his voice. You laughed loudly when Alex let you go and you could see Tanner, with, just as you thought, a pout.

“C’mere!” you said and opened your arms. He quickly lifted you off your feet and gave you a spin, you laughed and held onto him. “It’s been forever (y/n/n)!” he exclaimed and you nodded your head. He set you flat on your feet and you laughed, “It has been way too long you guys, I’ve missed you,” you said with a slightly sad smile at the thought of not seeing them for so long.

“C’mon, let’s get inside the house before Chelsea comes out here and scolds us,” Alex said and you chuckled. “That’s probably a good idea,” you said they both grabbed your hands before practically dragging you to the door. You laughed at how silly they were being.

Chelsea heard your laughter ring through her house and smiled brightly after seeing you so hurt yesterday. She was just glad that you were ok.

She walked out to greet you and you walked over to her and pulled her into a hug, already feeling bad about how you left yesterday. “I’m so sorry Chels, that was so stupid to do. I’m sorry,” you apologized as you held onto your best friend. She sighed, “It’s ok, I’m just glad you’re safe, and you’re here. Honestly I was nervous that you would decide not to come today,” she confessed.

You pulled away, “Well, our lucky charm here,” you pointed to Alex, “Called me before I could call you to say I wasn’t coming,” you admitted.

“Hey, I knew I'd run into you somewhere

It's been a while, I didn't mean to stare

I heard she's nothin' like me

I'm sure she'll make you happy”

“Why wouldn’t you have come?” you heard the voice you hadn’t heard in so long come from behind the boys. You tensed up, as he walked around the guys to see you and his sister.

“Just not feeling great, that’s all,” you said softly.

Chelsea reached forward to grab your hand. “Oh, well that’s horrible. What’s wrong?” he asked and took a few steps closer to try and hug you. “Just one of those days,” you told him and awkwardly let him hug you as you hugged back barely. He let you go and gave you a soft sweet smile, “Well, hopefully, today will help chase those negative thoughts away,” he told you. Your heartbeat skipped at his words, the words he would tell you when you were going through a hard time. Telling you he would always be there to chase those negative thoughts away.

“Hopefully,” you said and gave a weak smile before moving away from him and towards the boys. He looked back at you for a brief second with confusion swimming in those hazel green eyes you always got lost in.

He hugged his sister tightly as he greeted her. “Where’s Emily?” Chelsea asked. You shifted your weight in discomfort at hearing her name for the first time. Tanner wrapped an arm around your shoulder in an attempt to comfort you.

“Oh, yeah she had work and couldn’t make it out for this but she sends her love to everyone,” he relayed her message. You felt the tiniest bit of relief knowing she wasn’t going to be there.

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“But don't you, don't you

Smile at me and ask me how I've been

Don't you say you've

Missed me if you don't want me again

You don't know how much I feel I love you still

So why don't you, don't you?”

It had been a while later and everyone had settled in and was just hanging out. A random movie was playing in the background while you all just caught up. You were speaking with Alex, while Tanner and Chelsea spoke with Dakota. You couldn’t help but look over at him every once and a while.

“You ok?” Alex asked. You sighed heavily and tried to smile. “Yeah, I’m trying to be. As long as I have you guys I’ll be fine,” you said and leaned your head on his shoulder. “I’m sorry to say but it looks like he’s coming over here,” Alex warned you and your heart stopped for a second. “Shit, what do I do?” you asked quickly. “Just calm down ok, I’m right here.” he comforted as you sat up. Dakota walked over and sat down next to you both.

He smiled brightly at you,

“Hey (y/n/n), how have you been? It’s been a while, I’ve missed you,” he said and you felt your stomach turn. He missed you. In your mind your thoughts were going crazy on what you wanted to say.

“Don’t you do that to me. You don’t get to smile at me and ask how I’ve been. How dare you say you’ve missed me if you don’t want me again. How could you do that to me? You have no idea how much I feel, god, Dakota, I still love you. So why don’t you, why don’t you love me anymore, why don’t you feel like I do, why aren’t you hurt?” you begged and pleaded with him in your mind.

“I’ve been doing just fine, work is keeping me busy you know. There’s lots to write about lately, so articles aren’t that hard to write these days,” you told him with the best fake smile you could give. You couldn’t bring yourself to say that you missed him, and you could see the small flash of confusion and hurt in his eyes. You hated seeing him upset but it hurt too much to say it because you knew it meant something so different to you.

“Well, that’s good. I’m glad things have been good for you.” he smiled you nodded, “Thanks Dakota, so uh, how have things been for you? I’ve heard you got a new girl?” you asked with a soft smile. His smile brightened at the mention of her and it made your stomach turn, knowing that he used to do that when someone talked about you. Alex discreetly placed a hand over yours that sat on your lap. You took a deep breath and continued to keep your smile as best as you could.

“Yeah, Emily, she’s great. I mean, she’s gorgeous not just on the outside you know. It was like she took my breath away from the moment I saw her. I love her a lot, it’s been great with her. Going on the road is hard, having to leave her for a while like that, but coming back makes it worthwhile. So, I would say that life is really, really good.” he finished with a huge smile and a content sigh.

You had to hold in your tears at the way he talked about her. You were crushed, you felt like you couldn’t breathe. He didn’t hear a response from you and looked at you in concern, “You ok (y/n)?” he asked and reached over to place a hand on your arm. You almost flinched at the contact, “Oh, yeah I’m fine sorry. I’m really glad you’re so happy. I’m sure she’ll continue to make you really happy,” you said trying to keep it all together despite the pressure you felt on your chest. Alex now was holding your hand tightly in his. “Thank you (y/n), so is there anyone you’re seeing?” he asked in genuine curiosity. “No, I’ve just been taking some time for myself you know. Trying to focus on work,” you said. “Have you read any of her articles lately?” Alex jumped in so you could have a break from speaking. You squeezed his hand gratefully.

“Yeah, I have they’re amazing. I’m really proud of you. You’re doing amazing things, and I can’t wait to see you do more,” he told you.

“Sometimes, I really wish that I could hate you

I've tried, but that's just somethin' I can't do

My heart knows what the truth is

I swore I wouldn't do this”

You looked at him softly, his words made you feel a mix of pain and just pure love.

You really wished that you could hate him, You wished you could just look at him and despise him but you couldn’t. No matter how hard and how much you tried you just couldn’t do it.

“That means a lot Dakota, thank you so much. I’m proud of you too, I’m proud of all of you,” you said and looked around the room at everyone. “Hey guys, come over so we can all hang out,” Alex said and called everyone over. Tanner and Chelsea looked at him with concerned eyes as if asking if everything was ok. They both walk over and take seats next to you. Tanner is in between you and Dakota while Chelsea is next to her brother. “I was just saying how proud I am of you guys,” You said and smiled at them. “We’re proud of you too (y/n/n),” Tanner said and kissed your head. “I’ll be right back guys, I’m gonna get a drink. Does anyone want anything?” you asked as you began to get up. Tanner, Chels, and Alex said no but Dakota got up from his spot, “Yeah I’ll go with you, c’mon,” he said. You just nodded your head, “k, sorry Al I got to get by,” you said as you walked past Alex. While Dakota had his back turned you looked back at everyone with fear in your eyes.

“We’re right here, it’ll be ok,” Chels whispered and you nodded your head trying to gain composure before going into the kitchen.

You walked into the kitchen to see Dakota with a glass of orange juice for you knowing that that was always what you went for over anything else. You smiled and reached for the glass in his hand. He pulled it away with a playful grin. That grin he used to give before tickling you or chasing you around the house because you stole the hat that he was wearing. The grin before he kissed you after making a dumb joke to make you laugh. That grin.

You’d never get that again, and it made you want to die. “Dakota, c’mon, just hand it over,” you said with a slight smile keeping up your act.

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong,” he said and kept a hold of the glass.

“Nothing is wrong Dakota, now can I please just have the glass?” you asked with a sigh

“I can tell when something is wrong with you, I lived with you for years. I think I can tell when something is up and you’re not telling me,” he said. You sighed heavily, You didn’t know what to say but you knew you couldn’t say the truth.

“I’m fine Dakota really. Just been working a little too hard that’s all,” you told him hoping he would just let it go.

He knew he wouldn’t get anything else out of you and it hurt him knowing you wouldn’t open up to him anymore.

You took your drink from him and walked out of the kitchen. Everyone looked at you and saw the expression on your face. They could tell that you were upset and it hurt them. They knew that you still loved him, and you couldn’t just magically make those feelings disappear. You handed your glass to Alex and walked down the hall to Chels’s room. You knew it was always a safe place for you, she always let you stay in there when get togethers or anything got too much for you. Or if you just need to calm down away from prying eyes.

Dakota walked back out and saw that you were gone, “Where did she go?” he asked in confusion and concern. “I’ll go see, I’ll be right back,” Tanner said. Everyone looked at him in confusion not used to him really being the one to do that thing seeing as Chelsea always did it. “Hang out with your brother Chels, I’ll be right back,” he said.

Tanner walked down the hall and heard the faintest crying coming from Chelsea's room. He knocked on the door and he heard the crying immediately stop. “It’s just me (y/n/n), can I come in?” Tanner asked. “Yes please,” you said and he opened the door to see you on her bed with tears on your cheeks.

“What happened?” he asked as he kneeled on the ground in front of you. “He got me orange juice… he grinned like that… he could tell that something was wrong. He said he could tell because he lived with me for years like it was nothing. Like it was no big deal that we were in love for years. Why doesn’t he hurt? Why is he ok, how could he find love so quickly? I love him so much, I still love him.” you ended up crying to your friend. He reached up and wiped your tears away. “I’m so sorry (y/n/n), I can’t imagine how hard this is for you. But just know, that I’m sure he did hurt, and I’m sure it was hard for him. I don’t understand him either but, everything will be ok. I promise it will,” he said and got to his feet so he could pull you up as well. He pulled you into a hug, and you gripped him as tightly as you could, needing the comfort of your friend.

He wiped away your tears and gave you a gentle and encouraging smile. “You’ve got this. We’re right there,” he said and hugged you one more time.

You took a deep breath and walked out the door letting Tanner lead the way back out. Everyone looked over at you guys with smiles trying to encourage you.

“Hey, (y/n), we were just talking about the time when we all went to the bar and you ended up punching someone in the face cause they wouldn’t leave Chelsea alone,” Dakota said trying to get you to smile, and he succeeded. It was the first genuine smile since he had gotten there.

“That was pretty funny,” you said softly and took your spot next to Alex once again who wrapped a comforting arm around your shoulder.

“But don't you, don't you

Smile at me and ask me how I've been

Don't you say you've

Missed me if you don't want me again

You don't know how much I feel I love you still

So why don't you, don't you?

So I walk outta here tonight

Try to go on with my life

And you can say we're still friends

(But I don't wanna pretend)

So if I see you again”

The night was coming to an end and you were finally beginning to feel a relief wash over you at the thought of going home. You were gathering your things to leave and were saying goodbye to everyone. Dakota met you at the door and smiled, “It’s been way too long since we’ve seen each other. We should do this again. I’ve missed you.” he said those words again and your heart stopped.

“It’s been a long while, yeah. I missed you too,” you said with a forced smile. The words felt weird coming out of your mouth it felt like a lie. You knew it was a lie because you didn’t miss him like a friend. You missed him like the love of your life, you wanted him again and you knew he didn’t want you anymore.

He smiled and reached over to wrap you in a hug. You hugged him back softly before pulling away.

You had to walk out the door and go on with your life, he could say you were still friends but you didn’t want to pretend anymore. But that didn’t matter. He didn’t want you anymore.

“Don't you (Don't you), don't you

Smile at me and ask me how I've been

Don't you (Don't you) say you've

Missed me if you don't want me again

You don't (You don't) know how much I feel I love you still

So why don't you, don't you?”

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creativeashproductions · 3 years

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A Distant Dream V // Luke Patterson

Summary: In 1994 seventeen-year-old Luke Patterson had once again tried to ask out the girl that held his heart. With the belief he would see the younger Mercer girl the next morning he decides to wait confess his feelings. Only to have soft music bewitched the reader into an antique wardrobe with lots of history.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, heartbreak, fluff, talk of death and fluff.

Words: 4.4k

A/N: We’ve come to the end of the Distant Dream mini-series. I truly enjoyed writing this with my whole heart. @merceret I told you I’d use Lucy’s Cordial somewhere in the series. All parts are located in the linked masterlist.

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The massive changes between the ’90s and 2021 slowly but surely started no longer seemed startling as it had been at first. Carlos had helped you assimilate to homeschooling once he’d admitted he knew about the boys. Ray was still kept in the dark.

2020 ended on a high note. Mostly. With the years in Narnia providing you with the knowledge you flew through schooling. Then you took a job as a waitress at a coffee shop, one similar to the shop the band performed in. The downside to the end of the year was for the band.

Despite performing at the Orpheum, the band hadn’t received as much traction as Luke had desired. They were a step closer to the dream but not as far as the entire band had wished. During Julie’s Christmas break, Luke had overworked the band with little breaks.

“Hide me.” Julie hissed from behind the counter of Ancient Grounds. The Puerto Rican musician escaped the studio to have lunch with you.

Unfortunately, Julie failed to see that without the entire band together, Luke would go to what makes him just as happy. You. That’s precisely what happened as Luke walked in through the entrance of the coffee shop.

“He’s still pushing more practice?” You asked, stacking the clean mugs on the shelf with complete focus. How odd it is to go from being Queen to working in a city as a waitress.

“I love him like a brother, but I feel like my fingers are gonna fall off from playing the piano constantly.” Julie sighed, sliding down the counter to sit on the floor hidden from the approaching guitarist and from your manager.

“Hey!” Luke grinned once his hands fell on the counter to lean over on the balls of his feet. His lips pressed against your right cheek before he fell back onto his feet.

Not a single soul in the half-full Ancient Grounds batted an eye to your awkward stance when Luke kissed you. Not since the boys had become tangible and visible to the general public when they wanted.

“Look to decide to grace me with his presence.” You teased. Your foot nudged Julie in her thigh to urge her to crawl to the end of the counter.

“I have no clue where Julie is. Reggie dipped to join Ray in his errands, and Alex is somewhere.” Luke shrugged, stepping aside when an older gentleman dropped a tip in the jar before leaving.

“Pick a number.” You told the male with one of your dimples on display.

“Eleven,” Luke responded, bouncing on the balls of his feet at the regular game you played together.

Each visit, you’d split a dessert from the menu with Luke along with his favourite mug of tea and your drink of choice; even he knew he didn’t need caffeine with his energy. That was Luke’s favourite thing of being brought half alive from the golden glow they’d received. You were sure Reggie had cried upon eating your Tia’s best recipe.

“Nanaimo Bar Cheesecake. A limited-edition from our Worldwide Treat menu. It’s Canada’s month.”

Luke followed to the counter’s end, where the sweets were kept on a glass viewing shelf. With careful movements, you slid a perfect triangle of the cheesecake onto a beautiful plate. The half-ghost retrieved it to your favourite spot in the garden patio. Julie used the time to sneak out the door with Luke’s back to her.

“What is a Nanaimo Bar?” Luke questioned upon you joining him at the iron-wrought table. One teacup accompanied by a teapot with Luke’s tea and a mug of your drink on an emerald tray.

“It’s a no-bake dessert. The base is a chocolate graham cracker and coconut base with the middle layer a cream filling. The top layer is a thin layer of semi-sweet chocolate.”

Luken nodded, “Ancient Grounds loves cheesecakes.”

“Addie adores inventing new versions of cheesecake. Her best is the Creamsicle Cheesecake during the summer. A staple on the menu.” You responded with a twinkle in your eye. You may not look like the Queen you once were, but you were just as invested in learning about people as you’d done with the Narnians.

“What’s your favourite dessert?” Luke questioned.

“I’m pretty partial to the chocolate cookies Addie makes.” You grinned, leaning closer to the male across from you. You hesitated in continuing, “In Narnia, the pastry chef Cair Paravel employed always had these gorgeous desserts with Edmund in mind. Turkish Delights with a secret ingredient.”

Luke’s smile grew as you talked about the other home you had. A place you rarely spoke about now. You hadn’t even returned to the basement to see the wardrobe like you had before.

“I wish I could have seen Cair Paravel. It always sounds so magical when you talk about it.” Luke’s tone was wistful paired with the twinkle of his hazel eyes.

“It’s a breathtaking place. Everything is lively in Narnia, and after the Witch was defeated, we ruled peacefully for the most part.” Your e/c eyes unfocused on your surroundings to recall all the wonderful times spent in Narnia.

The times you shared a table with Mr. and Mrs. Beaver in their home over the years snacking on the homemade jams. To the times you listened to Mr. Tumnus playing everchanging lullabies on his flute. Even walking the beaches with Lucy in hopes of catching sight of Aslan again. Of gossiping with Susan over the many suitors that came for her hand.

“If you could do it all over again knowing the outcome, would you still do it?” Luke questioned with a tilt of his head. He’d shed the flannel jacket as the sun rose higher in the sky.

You nodded, “Absolutely. The Pevensies were some of the greatest friends one could ever hope to have.”

As usual, Peter wasn’t spoken of in light of the ache that resonated in your heart and the awkwardness Luke felt. A poor choice of avoiding your once husband instead of communicating on the topic.

“Have you ever thought of trying to find them?”

“No point. Peter would be ninety-seven now as the oldest, and Lucy would be eighty-nine. If I recall, it was 1940 for them when we went to Narnia. It’s possible Peter may have joined the war in ’42 when he was eighteen, so who knows if he lived.” Luke was surprised by the nonchalant reaction to the potentially grim outlook on your former in-laws.

However, Luke knew the truth, that you greatly missed the four people who became family during your disappearance. You could fool Julie and Reggie, but you could never fool Alex or Luke no matter how much you tried.

“I’ll see you at home? My break ended.” You swiftly cut off any more talking of your former life. Luke merely watched as you stacked the dirty dishes, only leaving Luke’s cup and teapot.

“I should get back. Julie’s most likely back in the garage from sneaking back.” Luke’s hand pushed through his messy curtain of brunette hair. His words revealing that he’d known Julie had been in Ancient Grounds the entire time.

“How’d-”

“When she sits on the floor, she taps the heel of her shoe on the floor. Same rhythm.” Luke smirked as he chugged the last of the tea, “Don’t tell her. I like when she fights a smug smile with that certain light in her eyes.”

The brotherly role Luke had taken on with the Molina girl was heartwarming, to say the least. Sometimes Julie would begrudgingly ask for advice about her feelings for Nick to Luke’s amusement. He adored being able to tease her.

“I’ll see you later.”

The boy dropped the correct change for the tea on his way out the door into the bright sunlight. Like clockwork, he’d turn into the alley to become intangible to poof back to the studio.

The rest of the day passed by like a breeze in the coffee shop with the late lunch rush and then the dinner rush the busiest time. Jess gave you a ride home in her truck as usual with a promise of a cupcake of Julie’s as payment.

“Did you see him?”

The sudden voice startled you so much your hand couldn’t help but grasp at empty air by your side. Alex screeched as you swung to face him on the Molina driveway.

“Alex! Good Aslan, you startled me.”

“...were you reaching for a sword?” Alex questioned, appalled by your reaction. Your e/c eyes rolled in response.

“Isn’t the saying old habits die hard?” You prodded the baby blue of Alex’s long sleeve shirt. One of the shirts you’d often stolen from him, “And no. I didn’t see Willie.”

Your heart clenched as soon as Alex’s shoulders dropped in defeat once more at the absence of the skater. It had been months now with little sightings of the skater you had yet to meet. The boys kept your presence on the down-low to avoid Caleb’s interest.

“I hope he’s okay,” Alex muttered under his breath. The elder Mercer began gnawing his lower lip in worry.

Gently you interlaced your hand with his hand, his deft fingers playing with the braided bracelets on your wrist. The bracelets had been a Christmas gift from Julie and Flynn with the colours of the sunrise. It grounded Alex more often than not.

“You told me the Club travels around the world. Maybe Caleb’s not in America; maybe his ego needs to recover from his loss.” You shrugged, tugging the teenager into the house. Ray barely waved from his work computer.

Ray Molina had welcomed Alex, Reggie and Luke into the family when he met them in person the day after the Orpheum performance. He’d accepted that Alex was your older brother and had been in Switzerland for boarding school. He understood that Luke and Reggie came as a package deal with Alex, so the boys had worked to clean out the basement.

A few visits to second-hand doors brought furniture for the basement renovated into the boys’ shared suite. Alex still spent most nights in your room; he still feared you'd disappear from his life again.

“I hope you’re right.” Alex muttered in false hope that something would go his way for once, “Oh! The band received an invitation to some underground music festival in England during spring break. We’re hoping to convince Ray and Julie’s aunt to let us go.”

And you could see the band practices would be growing for that breakthrough with the band. And you were correct in your guess merely hours after going to sleep.

At five in the damn morning, Luke burst into your attic bedroom to drag your less than enthusiastic brother from his sleep. You bet your ass you hit the teen in the face with your pillow, which meant you had to crawl out of bed to retrieve the pillow.

“Asshole!” Alex exclaimed as Luke roughly poofed both of them to the studio. Julie swaying sleepily in her sweater and pyjama pants, waiting for the two.

Spring Break 2021 (March 26-April 2)

The youngest member of the tourists proudly displayed her smile, catching sight of the bed and breakfast in the English countryside. Julie had been floored when Ray had given his permission to the foreign festival.

Ray couldn’t hide his excitement for the band, plus all-expense paid, receiving the invite via a relatively small record company.

“First birthday back together,” Luke spoke from your side. Hands intertwined together in the cool wind of England. His arms were covered by his flannel coat in the unfavourable weather of the day.

You hummed, “Never thought I’d be celebrating my seventeenth birthday in England during 2021. Besides, I’ve already been seventeen.”

“I always knew I’d bring you to all the countries in the world.” Luke’s tone was matter of fact, staring at the stage being built under a woman’s guidance in her mid-30s.

The bed and breakfast had a lovely history your tour guide Martin had enthusiastically told on the train ride from the city.

The man with spry greying hair pointed towards the old train station providing facts that interested most of the group. Luke’s arm tossed over your shoulder focused on the songbook, a new one, open in lap. Luke and you had slowly but surely evolved from shy brushes of skin to holding hands and then Luke’s arm over your shoulder. Chaste kisses on cheeks while you reassimilated into the dating world.

“In 1940, this train station deployed countless trains filled with evacuating children away from London during the Blitz. Filled with returning soldiers, mothers sending children to safety and children were torn from all they knew. Each child had a tag to identify them.” Martin explained intently, speaking to the group his organization had assigned him to.

“Where did they go?” Reggie curled into the travel blanket he’d bought specifically for the trip.

“Anywhere safe for them and where they could be cared for.”

“This route is one of many the evacuations used. The bed and breakfast we’re heading to holds a great history as well. It was once the Manor of Professor Digory Kirke during his life and passed down through generations throug-”

Martin’s story faded into the black abyss as sleep took you over by the soothing motion of the train and Luke’s warmth. Luke met the gaze of Alex. The two guys shared a sweet smile solely for the relaxed features of the younger Mercer.

“This is just another step in our journey for Julie and the Phantoms.” Your words warmed Luke Luke when he noticed you cemented your position in his life. You saw yourself in the future of Julie and the Phantoms as a faithful supporter and friend.

“Luke Patterson, correct? I’m Eva.” Your eyes widened, meeting the eyes that reminded you of someone. Just on the tip of your tongue, “My wife Diana will be a few minutes. We’re still getting the stage put together.”

“It’s so nice to meet you. How many people are you expecting?” Luke questioned the older woman. His mind snapped into business mode for the band.

“This is our fourth year putting on the festival at this location. This is the first year we added a wild card option for fans to vote on. Your band rocketed ahead of the other bands.” Eva explained, keeping her eyes on the woman you dubbed as Diana. The pure love in Eva’s eyes is a call to the yearning in your chest.

“I thought a recor-”

“Technically, yes, a record company flew you out. Diana started a small record label a few years back. Cair Oom Records. She’s the first person in both our families to step into a non-traditional career.” Eva explained to the now interesting young couple.

Luke was interested in the record label’s history, whereas you focused on the label’s name. Cair Oom. A call to your Narnia days you remembered.

“Cair Oom?” You interrupted the conversation in pure curiosity. Your eyes drinking in the features of Eva, her freckles and brown eyes mirroring a person from your past.

“The label name?” Eva continued once you nodded in response, “It’s from a childhood story my family passed down. Diana was close to my great-aunt before we moved out here to run the bed and breakfast.”

“Of a dream of a dream. Spare Oom.” It was whispered in the breeze straight in your ear of a voice you vividly recalled—the disembodied voice with the same freckles as Eva but with chocolate brown hair instead of strawberry blonde.

“Y/N? You coming?” Luke’s concerned hazel eyes bore into your distant ones wandering the hills of the property. You hadn’t even noticed Eva leaving towards the Manor.

Your e/c eyes search for the owner of the youthful voice but come up empty. The only people you saw included your group with the odd workers setting up under Diana’s supervision.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Luke stepped right up in front of you, “You’ve been out of it since Eva mentioned the record label.”

“I’m fine. I’ll be right back.” You mumbled, following the woman up the path. Luke stared lost as you disappeared into the door. Eva entered.

The woman stood outside a door within the home, “I never knew what she meant. Not until I saw you Y/N.”

Your foot stumbled back when Eva turned with a soft smile you vividly recalled on a certain Pevensie. Eva unlocked the door to a room with only a picture hung on the wall.

“Narnia.” You breathed, stepping right up to the detailed painting of Cair Paravel. Your fingers tracing the beautiful frame holding it up.

“Correct. My Great-Aunt, in her adult life, adored painting in her past time. It was rare she told Narnian stories, but my mother loved them so much she told them to me as a child.

“Who’s your-”

“My name is Lucy Eva Baker. I was named after my other Great-Aunt, but I prefer going by Eva.” Eva’s words pulled a deep gasp from your throat. Tears building as the truth settled in the room.

Eva shared the same smile and brown eyes as Edmund Pevensie did, even the mature aura wrapped around her. The maturity Edmund had grown into during the fifteen years in Narnia. Without a shadow of a doubt, Eva Baker was the granddaughter of your former brother-in-law.

“Your-”

“Edmund’s granddaughter.” Eva finished with a sympathetic smile, “You featured heavily in each story. I always knew Narnia wasn’t merely a story.”

And then the conversation stuttered when you finally noticed Eva spoke mostly of learning of everything by her mom and Susan. Not a mention passed Edmund being her granddad. A piece of your heart broke, and it seemed the older woman saw it happen.

“W-what happened to…” You couldn’t even choke the question out in the room. Eva’s hand reached out to grasp yours in her own hand.

“I can’t tell you much as that reason that will become clear but in 1949 just shortly before my mom was born there was an accident. Grandpa Edmund and Peter were waiting for the train at the station. The train wrecked, killing the train occupants and many people in the station.” Eva was quick to catch you as a piercing grief-stricken scream exploded in the room.

In the Manor’s tea room, the band and Ray enjoyed a genuine tea time with Diana. Ray and Diana traded stories of their young sons while Reggie restrained himself to savour the food. English tea time begging for genuine manners.

Luke raised his cup to lips before it dropped to the saucer upon an exploding anguished wail from upstairs. Thankfully the cup didn’t break as the American guitarist sprung himself in the direction of the wails—Alex hot on his heels with a call to his friends.

Your screaming drowned out the furious stomps of feet racing in the halls of the Manor to the entrance of the room. Luke’s heart shattered at the pure anguish coating your broken features. Alex roughly pushed his way to tug you into his arms.

Alex’s large hand cupped the back of your head while he rocked you in his arms, “Shh. Let it out.”

“No!” You screamed into Alex’s shoulder. You couldn’t acknowledge Luke’s comforting hand on your shoulder, “N-no.”

“I got you. I’m here. I’ll always be here.” Alex murmured in your ear so softly you almost didn’t catch what he said. Luke dropped to his knees by your side. The three teens unaware as Eva excused herself for your privacy. Eva had watched her great-aunt Susan break every time she spoke of her late siblings.

Seconds passed or maybe years as it seemed to happen to you. But soon, you simply rested against Alex staring at Susan’s painting. Barely blinking in the room causing you suffering. You barely responded to anyone as you battled the grief. You faded in and out of daydreams as the bands performed. Days mixed together. Time didn’t exist to you. You were aware enough when Julie and Ray invited you to shop in London.

To everyone, including your surprise, you agreed. The three half ghosts joining in fear you’d shatter again. Eva and Diana held hands watching the car disappear in the distance carrying a group of musicians. An echo of Eva’s words replacing in the back of your mind.

“Three of five drink at high tide. Four of nine and five of nine stand apart by time. A drop of Valiant’s potion will begin the time once before frozen.”

“Are they-”

“Yes.” Eva spoke before her wife could finish the sentence, “She’ll be returning to Narnia. Decades separating her from the Pevensie siblings.”

Eva was correct. At the station, the location was painful as it was Lucy, Peter and Edmund’s last place they’d been alive. Ray disappeared to use the restroom, leaving the five teenagers to wait for the adult.

“Ouch!” You exclaimed, rubbing a spot on your arm with a grimace. Your eyes glaring at your tall older brother, “Don’t pinch me!”

Alex shook his head, “I didn’t pinch you!”

“Luke!” Reggie squealed, jumping away from the guitarist with a pout on his full lips. The bassist rubbing his stinging cheek, “These cheeks are reserved for my Grannie!”

Luke scoffed at his friend, “Why would I risk the chance of you biting off my finger Reginald?”

“We have bigger problems than whose pinching us! I’m losing my damn mind! First three himbos fall out of nowhere, then a girl trips out a magic wardrobe and now this!” Julie snapped, staring at their environment in the train station tunnel, “I need to be committed!”

You watched breathlessly as a strong gale storm literally tore pieces of the train and the walls of the station apart. Through the train windows, you watched as a bright blue sky increasingly grew. The colour is so clear and vivid in only one place you knew.

The train blew by. The wall behind you changed into stone—the floor into the sand.

“What the fuck?” Alex demanded, twirling around on the new scenery of a beach in what was supposed to be a train station. The poor male kept being thrown off-kilter since the alley in 1995.

You knew deep in your heart where you were. Especially when four people of different heights stood with their backs to you. One individual, the shortest, turns upon feeling eyes on her back. And at the same time, you spoke.

“Lucy!”

“Y/N!”

The two girls ran straight into each other’s arms sobbing in elation and relief at finally seeing each other after a long year apart. The seven additional people who joined the duo collapsed on the ground. Alex cleared his throat.

“Y/N? Are you going to intro-”

“That’s Queen Y/N.” Peter snapped towards the stranger with a pink sweater on. Peter could count on one hand the number of times he’d seen a man wear pink.

“That’s my sister.” Alex snapped, standing at his full six-foot height, pinning a glare on the other teenager. Peter scoffed in response. His face faltering upon finding your hand encased in a male shorter than the blonde.

Without a shadow of a doubt, Peter knew this man was the unseen third person that filled every conversation and room between Peter and Y/N. Peter was very much aware that you weren’t in love with him. He lived with the knowledge for a decade, pretending it was he that you deeply loved. Seeing the person holding your heart hurt.

“This is my brother Alex Mercer and our friends Julie Molina, Reggie Peters and my...this is Luke Patterson.” You gestured to each of them; the Puerto Rican musician shell shocked. Julie now knew why that talking lion you spoke of sounded familiar. Narnia had seen one other visitor years before Julie was born.

Rose Molina’s bedtime stories for her children involved a lion named Aslan and a magical wardrobe made from a special tree. Julie recalled the feeling Narnia birthed if in the world as Rose described it.

“Mercer as in...?” Edmund trailed off slowly.

“My horse. Yes. I guess subconsciously, I still remembered where I came from.”

“These are my friends Susan, Edmund, Lucy and...Peter.” You softly spoke of the eldest Pevensie. His blue eyes sadly meeting yours.

A fondness growing at the sight but a pain blossoming at the heartbreak in his features. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see Peter had put two and two together on who Luke was to you. And while Peter desired to fight for you, he knew it was a lost cause; time cruelly separated you outside the world of Narnia. You both deserved happiness, so with great pain, Peter let you go.

“C’mon!” Lucy shouted, racing out of the cave on the bright sunny beach. The rest hot on the heels of the youngest member of the conjoined group. As you all goofed around on the beach, you told the Pevensie family all about Julie and the boys.

“Welcome to Narnia, my love.” You murmured to the boy that held your heart in his gentle hands. Luke Patterson beamed. He finally got the girl of his dreams and visited the place you hold dear.

The fun aspect of being in Narnia with both of your family came to a halt when you discovered the ruins. Cair Paravel had become a pile of broken stone and sadness. Not a single Narnian in the distance nor the Beavers or Mr. Tumnus.

“What?”

Julie and the boys’ presence became static in the background while the former Narnia royalty pursued through the ruins. They found the chessboard and the gifts Father Christmas gave them during the Winter Revolution.

Something clicked within Lucy as she almost robotically walked to each half-dead boy with her Cordial in hand. The room went silent as Lucy fed each phantom a drop of the medicinal potion. As soon as Alex closed his mouth, all three boys were enveloped in a blinding silver light.

And the true magic happened. For the first time in twenty-six years, three hearts began pumping blood. A previously frozen clock began beating to the sound of those hearts. The magic of Queen Lucy’s Cordial finished what Julie had started; the three formerly half head phantoms became living humans once more.

What a magical place the world of Narnia is.

(Above is the teacup and pot Luke uses in the Ancient Grounds coffee shop!)

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Broken Melody - Part Eleven

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve,

Summary: Grammy Award winning Emma Danvers is the first to say she has a pretty good life. But what happens when it implodes around her and it looks like things will never be the same again?

Words: 5.1k+

Warnings: Angst, Injury, Comfort, Needles, Medical stuff

Pairings: Emma Danvers x Lena Luthor

This Part: Emma has been injected with the Phoenix Serum. But is it too late?

Not gonna lie I struggled with this part. My inner demons saying I wasn’t good enough. Well you know what... I listened but wrote it anyway!

As always B!D is named and I have dyslexia so any grammatical or spelling errors... I’m blaming that!

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The sounds of beeps, the ventilator and soft breathing is all that fills Emma Danvers’ medical room at the DEO. Lena and Eliza are dozing in chairs next to Emma’s bed. They just couldn’t keep their eyes open any longer having stayed awake for over seventy two hours.

Thankfully Emma was out of the critical condition she was in over forty eight hours ago. The Superfriends had watched in amazement and alarm as the phoenix serum slowly worked, healing Emma. How the swelling surrounding Emma’s deformed face deflated in front of their eyes and Emma’s body jerked as bones snapped back into place. The blonde had been completely unrecognisable, but now her features had returned. Eliza couldn’t help but reach out and genty cup her daughter’s face. Tears streamed down the Mom’s cheeks at the sight of her beautiful daughter. The bruising was still prominent but in time they would fade.

Doctor Hamilton had also been astonished by the progress. Heartbreakingly convinced that Emma wasn’t going to pull through when there was nothing else she could do.

But when Emma became more stable the Doctor politely asked if she could do more tests. Mainly MRIs and X-Rays to study more closely what effect the phoenix serum had done.

Eliza readily agreed and the scans and tests were performed. They marveled at the results. Doctor Hamilton still shakes her head at the difference between the first scans done, while they were operating on Emma, against the recent ones. “If I hadn't known Emma’s situation I would have said they were taken months apart.” Doctor Hamilton had said to the Superfriends, Eliza and Lena nod in agreement.

Soon the Doctor had felt comfortable enough to start weaning Emma off the ventilator. Believing she will be able to breathe on her own from the progress the phoenix serum has made and sh was happy Emma’s lungs have healed enough.

But they still need to follow protocol and do it slowly as weaning takes time. Another protocol was not allowing family and friends in the room while the Spontaneous Breathing Trial was happening. Which always made the Superfriends feel nervous when they had to leave Emma’s room to let the test begin. Lena practically wore the floor out as she paced up and down the corridor. She knows it’s silly for her to worry so much as the ventilator will stop the trial if Emma’s stats aren’t where they should be. But she can’t help it. Lena only collapsed into the chair outside Emma’s room when Doctor Hamilton let them know there were no issues.

Finally the Doctor gives the go ahead to reduce the sedative and allow Emma to wake up before removing the ventilator and tube. A few times bloodshot, hazel green eyes would open but slowly close again. Not really conscious or connecting with anything.

Lena would jump up everytime, calling to Emma and praying she’d stay awake. Her worry of the implications of the phoenix serum and the psychological trauma the attack could cause was overwhelming her. But she vowed to stand with Emma every step of the way. She had hoped to get Kelly’s opinion but the psychologist has not appeared. Only responding to messages saying she will come in when she can. But as the days pass by, Lena and the Superfriends worry what Kelly absence could do to Alex on top of everything else.

The door to Emma’s room softly opens causing Lena’s head to snap up.

“Sorry.” Sam says quietly and Lena winces at the crink in her neck. She rubs it with her right hand while her left holds Emma’s hand. “I bought coffee.” Sam holds up the take away tray, having picked them up from the nearest coffee shop after finishing work. Placing the tray on the table beside Lena and quietly getting a chair for herself. Not wanting to disturb a still sleeping Eliza.

“Thanks.” Lena yawns and rubs her eyes. Taking her cup from the tray and passing Sam’s over to her.

“No change?” Sam looks sadly at Emma, her head is slightly elevated to lessen any complications like pneumonia and Lena shakes her head, sipping her drink.

“She’s opened her eyes a few times but it’s more her body doing it then she’s actually conscious.” Lena rubs Emma’s hand, careful not to knock the cannula or the restraints. “Doctor Hamilton thinks she will wake soon.”

“That’s good. Will she freak out with the tube in her mouth though?”

“Everyone reacts differently to it. Doctor Hamilton is hoping they can do the final test when Emma’s still not really with it. But we have to see.” Personally Lena would rather the tube be taken out right away. She hates the look of it, like the bruises all over Emma, a reminder of the trauma Emma has been though. But, the breathing tube saved Emma’s life when her body was shutting down. So Lena can’t hate the tube too much.

Sam watches Lena and bites her lip, wanting to ask another question but worried Lena may take it the wrong way.

“Sam?” Of course Lena picks up on her friend’s hesitation.

Sam studies the blonde carefully. Remembering the first time she had seen her friend. How Emma’s face hadn’t even looked like a face due to her cheeks being cracked and broken. She turns and looks at Lena. “Are you worried about the damages we can’t see?”

“You mean the physiological damage?” Lena asks sadly and Sam nods. “Yes I am. I mean, what happened to her-” Lena strays off, unable to find the words. “I’m kind of expecting the worst.”

“And that's okay.” Sam gently places a hand on Lena’s shoulder. “But, we also need to hope for the best.” For a moment Lena lets go of Emma’s hand to place hers on top of Sam’s. She doesn’t notice the slight twitch of Emma’s fingers when she lets go.

“Any progress on the cure for Alex and Kara?” Sam asks as she drinks her coffee.

Lena shakes her head and holds Emma’s hand again, running her thumb over Emma’s knuckles. “Brainy is working on it. It’s similar to the Red Kryptonite Kara was infected with.” She grits her teeth slightly before continuing. “But whoever developed this version made sure it wouldn’t be easy to fix.”

Sam exhales sadly. Frustrated at the lack of progress for getting Alex back.

‘And Kara.’ Sam thinks quickly.

“I’m sure they’ll have a breakthrough soon.” Sam smiles encouragingly at her friend.

Lena nods and the corner of her mouth twitches up slightly in response to Sam’s smile. But it soon falls again. She does feel bad for not helping the effort to cure her friends. She knows if she helped Brainy with the cure it would be produced a lot quicker. But she doesn't want to leave Emma's side. She can’t. Subconsciously she keeps continuing to rub her thumb over Emma’s hand.

“How’s Ruby?” She asks quietly.

“Worried. We argued when I wouldn’t allow her to come with me.” Sam sighs. “She wants to see Emma and doesn’t understand why Alex and Kara aren’t answering her texts. I hate being the strict Mom.”

“You did the right thing.” The two friends quickly look over at Eliza. “It wouldn’t have done her any good to be here.”

“Sorry, did we wake you?” Lena asks worriedly.

Eliza shakes her head as she sits up. “Was just resting my eyes.”

Sam hands Eliza her drink and the three women continue to talk. All the while Lena strokes Emma’s hand. She pauses the motion when she places her empty cup on the table. Suddenly she whips back around. Certain she had felt a slight pressure on her hand.

Pain.

That was all Emma could feel. She tries to breathe but flinches at the movement of her abdomen and chest. Feeling a tightness in her skin she’s never felt before.

Her head aches like it was forced inside of a huge speaker and the volume turned up full while a bass guitar thumps away.

Next she notices the pain in her swollen throat. And something was in her mouth. How air was being pushed into her lungs. A sensation Emma didn’t like the feeling of.

As Emma becomes more and more aware of the other parts of her body, she feels a pressure surrounding her right hand. Something, a thumb, stroking her knuckles. It soothes Emma and grounds her. But for a moment it stops. Emma protests by weakly moving her fingers. Soon the thumb returns and Emma hears muffled, far away noises. Like she’s underwater.

But Emma tries to relax and focus on the motion of the thumb. But again it stops and Emma slightly squeezes the hand. Wanting them to continue.

Suddenly Emma hears a louder muffled sound much closer to her.

The pressure around her hand tightens.

The noise increases. Words? But she can’t understand them.

Slowly Emma opens her eyes but immediately closes them again. Wincing at the harsh, bright light surrounding her.

She tries to whimper but nothing comes out of her mouth due to the tube. Emma frowns and a hand cups her face causing her eyes to blink open again.

The room was darker but Emma was seeing two Lenas. Her lips were moving and Emma could hear her muffled voice. But not the words.

Emma attempts to move her head to the side to see Lena better.

She tries to talk. But she chokes on the tube instead. Her body starts gagging at the foreign object in her throat. This makes her start to panic. Her eyes move quickly around the room. Her vision bounces around but she makes out her Mom and Sam.

Two bright lights enter her eyesight as Doctor Hamilton replaces Lena. She waves it in front of Emma’s face and the blonde tries to follow it but she can’t focus.

‘What happened?’ Emma wants to say. ‘Where’s Alex and Kara?’

Alex and Kara.

Suddenly Emma remembers what happened.

The red, glowing eyes. The pain. The hurt. The anger and hatred.

Her body starts to tremble. Her skin gets clammy. She feels the blood drain from her face.

The pain in her throat intensifies.

Two Lenas are in front of her again, holding her face. Her mouth is moving quickly but Emma can’t make out the words.

Emma feels like her sisters are choking her again. She wants to rip their hands away but her arms aren’t moving. So Emma kicks out, trying to escape.

A pressure on top of her right hand draws her eyes down. She makes out two syringes above the cannulas in her hands.

A warm liquid enters her system and spreads from her hand. Her eyes droop. Her head falls back and she’s placed softly back against the pillow.

Then. Nothing.

“Emma? Love, please calm down. You’re okay. Emma please breathe darling.” Lena’s hidden Irish tone breaks through as she panics, trying to calm her girlfriend. But Emma starts kicking out her legs as she tries to move her restrained arms. Her bloodshot eyes are wide and her face full of fear. Lena watches in horror as Emma starts choking against the breathing tube. Her ragged breathing was not matching with the machine.

Lena feels Doctor Hamilton come alongside her and she glances down as the Doctor injects Emma with a sedative. Lena looks back up at Emma’s bloodshot hazel green eyes as they start to close and the blonde suddenly goes slack. Lena reaches out behind Emma and gently rests her head back against the pillow. The increased beeping of Emma’s heart monitor finally slows down.

“What happened?” J’onn asks as he enters the room, having heard the commotion from the command center.

“Emma woke up but-” Sam doesn’t know what to say. It had happened so suddenly.

Lena had jumped up when she felt Emma move her fingers again, calling to her girlfriend to open her eyes. When Emma finally did she had winced, immediately closing them again. Lena ordered Sam to quickly turn the lights down. She desperately called out to Emma to open her eyes again, cupping her face to reassure her. When Emma finally did she noticed how Emma couldn’t focus. How she moved her head trying to see them. Then Doctor Hamilton moved her out of the way and all Lena could do was helplessly watch as Emma got more and more agitated.

“They had to sedate her again.” Eliza says with tears falling down her face. “I don’t think she could hear us.”

Sam nods. “Yea and she couldn’t focus.”

“I suspect, due to her head injuries.” Doctor Hamilton writes some notes down in her tablet. “Most likely Emma has double vision, temporary deafness, among other things.” Doctor Hamilton picks up her otoscope and looks into Emma’s ears. “There’s evidence of barotrauma.”

Sam blinks confused.

“Ear damage.” Doctor Hamilton says simply.

“Is it permanent?” Sam asks again and Lena collapses back into her chair. Reaching out for Emma’s hand.

“Hard to tell.” The Doctor swallows before looking at them. “I’m sorry I didn’t check her ears when I was doing my assessment.”

“It’s okay Amelia.” J’onn tries to reassure her.

Lena doesn’t listen to the conversation the other three people in the room have. Her full focus is on Emma. She frowns, trying to understand why Emma's ears and eyes haven’t healed entirely like her bones. Her eyes glance at Emma’s left shoulder in the sling. How the MRI they did after the serum was administered had shown the muscles hadn’t fully healed like the bones.

Lena feels her eyes fill with tears. Again. She looks up and blinks rapidly to stop them.

“Hey.” Sam says gently, sitting next to her friend. “It’s okay.”

Lena squeezes her eyes shut and shakes her head. Unable to talk.

“It is.” Sam places a comforting hand on Lena’s shoulder. “Emma woke up Lena.” Sam’s voice breaks as her own eyes glisten with tears. “If you had told me Emma was going to wake up after the first time I saw her. I wouldn’t have believed you.”

A sob erupts from Lena’s mouth and Sam pulls her into a hug.

J’onn and Eliza watch them sadly from across the room.

“I wish Lena would stop blaming herself.” Eliza says gently.

J’onn watches how Lena breaks apart again. How surprised he is that the once closed off Luthor was now a openly broken mess. “Lena really loves her.”

“Yes.” Eliza nods sadly, keeping her eyes on the CEO. “I remember the first time Emma told me about Lena. Of course I had met her before through Kara but, there was something in Emma’s eyes, her tone of voice. I knew she felt more for her than just friendship.”

For years Eliza had watched her baby daughter fall more and more in love with the youngest Luthor. How Emma’s face lit up everytime Lena’s name was mentioned or Emma was talking about the raven haired woman. Eliza had gently prodded her daughter to figure out her feelings, but the Danvers matriarch knew it would happen eventually. However, her heart now broke at the awful predicament her family now found themselves in. All Eliza could do was pray and hope they’d get through it.

Taking a deep breath Eliza turns towards J’onn. “How are Kara and Alex?”

J’onn nods to his head to the door and the two quietly leave the room. J’onn makes sure the door closes behind him. “They are still under the effect of this new Red Kryptonite but Brainy is getting closer to a cure.” He pauses and crosses his arms over his chest. “We’ve managed to subdue them as they kept charging at the force fields and we have installed red sun lamps.”

Eliza nods sadly. “Are they together?”

“No. Though they can see each other. It was one big cell but I ordered for a force field to separate them. There's no telling what they could inflict on each other. Especially with Kara being powerless.”

Eliza places her hands on her hips to try and compose herself.

J’onn watches her. Sensing the turmoil the older blonde is going through. But he doesn’t tune into her thoughts. “How are you holding up?”

“My daughters are being torn apart J’onn.” Eliza eyes glisten with tears. “Emma was practically beaten to death by her sisters. While Kara and Alex have been mentally abused by whatever substance they were forcibly given and I could do nothing to stop it.” Eliza sobs into her hands while J’onn reaches out and holds her close. “What kind of Mom am I?”

“You all have been through so much and I know you will all get through this too.” J’onn says tenderly as he holds the crying blonde. He too hates how his girls have been manipulated and treated “You are not alone in this, I and many others stand with you.”

Eliza relaxes into his hold and they stand there for a few moments before Eliza pulls away, wiping the tears from her face. “Thank you J’onn. I’m going to freshen up.”

J’onn nods and watches her head towards the nearest bathroom. He sighs heavily and goes back to Alex’s lab where Brainy is working on the cure.

“Anything?” J’onn asks hopefully as he opens the door.

Nia looks up at him and shakes her head.

J’onn approaches the other alien. He notices how Brainy doesn’t blink and the bags under his eyes. “Brainy, have you had any rest?” J’onn asks. But Brainy doesn’t respond.

“No he hasn’t.” Nia says quietly.

“Brainy, I am ordering you to leave this lab and get some rest.” But when Brainy doesn’t respond J’onn takes the tablet away from his hands. Causing Brainy to blink up at him. “Rest. Now.”

Brainy nods and shuffles towards the sleeping barracks in the building. Nia quickly rushes to his side and holds his hand.

“Make sure he sleeps.” J’onn orders and Nia acknowledges him as they walk past. He looks back at the equipment Brainy has been using and prays he will find a cure soon. As he turns to leave a bright light flashes behind him. J’onn quickly turns and a small smile pulls at his lips at the sight of his friend.

“Miss me?”

An annoying beep is all Emma can hear as she slowly wakes up. Frowning she tries to move her hand to stop the alarm clock but something is holding her hand down.

“Emma? Love? Can you hear me?” Emma nods slightly to let Lena know she can hear her. Wondering why she sounds so panicked. “Oh thank god.” Lena’s velvet voice gasps out.

Emma blinks her heavy eyes open. Lena is standing over. A worried expression on her face. Emma realises she’s in a hospital room. ‘What happened?’

“Hi.” Lena says softly as she cups Emma’s face. The blonde goes to respond but she frowns at the tube in her mouth. “Emma?” Lena copies Emma’s frown as she looks into her bloodshot hazel green eyes.

Emma reaches up to pull the tube out but finds her arms are restrained. Instead her fingers manage to poke the tube.

“No love, leave that. Doctor Hamilton will be here soon to remove it.”

Emma wants to cry at that. She hates how the ventilator is breathing for her. Like she wants to take a breath but the machine isn’t letting her.

Emma’s eyes start to feel heavy again. She shakes her head to try and stay awake.

“Ah! Emma! Good you’re awake!” Emma hears Doctor Hamilton’s voice as she enters the room. Emma sluggishly motions at the tube. “Yes we are going to get right on that. We needed to make sure you can breathe on your own first before we remove it.”

A few nurses enter the room and usher Lena out. Emma wishes her girlfriend could stay. Feeling confused at what’s going on.

‘Was I in an accident?’ Emma tries to remember but her mind is blank. She notices her left arm is in a sling and her whole body aches.

Doctor Hamilton breaks her out of her thoughts by inclining the bed so she’s sat up more. The Doctor also talks her through what they are going to do. Emma nods along and tries not to worry.

The medical team stands around her and supports Emma. They are with her every step of the way and when Emma feels the machine stop pushing air into the lungs, she almost sighs in relief. Relieved she is able to take a breath on our own. She smiles around the tube and watches the Doctor look at the screens and observes Emma’s diaphragm.

“That’s brilliant Emma.” Doctor Hamilton smiles down at her.

Finally the tube was removed from Emma’s throat. It was severely unpleasant but the blonde was beyond pleased it was gone. An oxygen mask now replaces the tube but Emma doesn’t mind. At least she’ll be able to talk.

As the medical team leave the room Emma watches as Lena and her Mom race back in. But Emma could also feel her eyes starting to droop again.

“Emma it’s okay. We’ll be here.” Lena’s velvet voice says, holding Emma’s hand tightly as Emma’s falls back to sleep.

The sun rises the next morning and Lena feels fingers stroking her hair. Her face is pressed against Emma’s bed having fallen asleep watching her girlfriend. Waiting for the moment Emma’s eyes will open again.

Slowly the CEO opens her own eyes and is greeted with Emma’s bloodshot hazel green ones looking lovingly down at her. Lena smiles sleepily and lifts her head. Wincing at the crink there.

“Morning love.” Lena yawns as she massages her neck. “How are you?”

Lena watches as Emma reaches up to her throat and pats in gently. “Is it sore?” Lena asks and Emma nods. “Badly?” Emma nods again and winches as she swallows to try to relieve the pain. “That’s not surprising but try not to talk okay? Doctor Hamilton will probably assess your throat.”

Not liking that she can’t communicate Emma lifts her right hand and makes a writing motion.

“You want to write?” Lena asks, watching as Emma gives her a small smile. Relief fills Lena that the blonde is more with it, but this also terrifies her too. Knowing Emma will want to ask questions.

Lena quickly searches around the room for something Emma can write with, but sees nothing. “Erm… Hang on.” She quickly presses the call button next to Emma’s bed and a nurse enters the room.

“Ah! Miss Danvers is awake.” The nurse smiles warmly but her sudden appearance makes Emma jump.

“Yes, can you let Doctor Hamilton know? Could we also have a notebook and a pen please? And some ice chips?” She notices how Emma keeps trying to swallow and winch everytime.

“Of course Ms Luthor.” The nurse leaves quickly.

Lena turns back to Emma and gives her a small smile. Which Emma returns under the oxygen mask. She holds Emma’s hand and places kisses on it and they wait in silence because at this moment, Lena doesn’t know what to say to her love. That no words would be able to express the horror she’s felt the past few days. The worry that consumed her whole being and the feeling that her world was coming to an end.

A squeeze of her hand makes Lena snap out of her thoughts. Emma moves her mouth and Lena tries to lip read.

“You either said olive juice, elephant shoes or I love you.” Lena tilts her head and narrows her eyes. “I’m going to go with elephant shoes.” She says seriously, causing Emma to smile again and her mouth opens to laugh. But only air is expelled.

Emma blinks and her face freezes. She tries to laugh again. But only air comes out. She tries to groan. To make any noise. But again she only hears air.

“Em?” Lena watches in alarm, not understanding what Emma is trying to do.

Emma rips her hand from Lena’s and feels her swollen throat. She winches at the contact.

“Emma.” Lena stands, trying to soothe her girlfriend and gently takes Emma’s hand again. “Please love, take deep breaths. Calm.”

But Emma feels anything but calm. However before she can panic anymore the nurse comes back in.

“Doctor Hamilton will be with you shortly and here is your notebook and ice chips!” The nurse hands the items to Lena who takes them gratefully. “I would advise you to swallow a few small ones and then suck them slowly, okay Emma?” The blonde nods and the nurse gives her a reassuring smile before leaving again.

“She seems… Chirpy.” Lena says sarcastically causing Emma to breath out through her nose like a chuckle. Lena carefully removes Emma’s oxygen mask and picks up the cup of ice and a spoon.

“Okay, open up.” Lena lifts the spoon with an ice chip on and carefully places it in Emma’s mouth. “What?” Lena smiles at Emma’s amused face. The blonde motions for the notebook and Lena hands it and the pen to her.

‘I thought you were going to start making airplane noises or something.’ Emma writes and Lena laughs.

“What like this?” Lena lifts the spoon high above herself. “Here comes the plane! Coming into land! Neowwwww!”

For a moment Emma looks at her like she’s gone mad, which Lena doesn’t blame her for, but the blonde breaks out in such a bright smile and a few more breaths escape her mouth.

Lena blinks at the noise. ‘Is she trying to laugh?’ She thinks worriedly. ‘That explains her freak out just now-’

“Do you need anymore?” Lena asks, trying to distract her thoughts. Emma nods and the corner of Lena’s mouth pulls up when she starts making a train noise. Causing Emma to roll her eyes fondly.

After a few more spoonfuls Emma lies back. She grabs the pen and starts writing again. ‘What happened?’

“Oh Em- I- Er-” Emma watches Lena confused as she stutters. Which was very un-Lena like. She starts writing again.

‘Was I in an accident?’ Emma watches Lena closely as she reads it. How her girlfriend bites the corner of her lip in worry. A sign Lena is stressed and concerned.

Slowly green eyes connect with hers. Emma can tell Lena is carefully choosing her words. “Yes, there was an accident.”

Emma narrows her eyes slightly at Lena’s vague response. Heightening her sense of worry.

“Em, please don’t look at me like that.”

‘How long was I out?’ Emma writes before showing it to Lena.

“About four to five days.”

Emma blinks and suddenly straightens causing her to flinch at the movement. ‘THE TOUR?!’

Lena exhales softly. “It’s been postponed.”

Emma’s shoulders sag and flattens her head against the pillow, lifting her head to the ceiling. Guilt floods into her at the thought of the band and her team. Everyone who works on the tour. Who rely on her.

“Hey, Em, please don’t think that way.” Lena holds Emma’s hand as if hearing Emma’s thoughts. “Em, love, please look at me.”

Slowly Emma lowers her head, her bloodshot eyes glisten with tears.

“Oh love.” Lena puts the ice chips on a table and sits on the bed, cupping Emma’s face. “The fans understand and the insurance companies have this covered. All everyone wants is for you to heal and be well. Okay?”

Emma nods her head and she quickly writes on the pad. ‘I hate letting people down.’

“Oh love. I know. But you aren’t letting anyone down.” Emma nods her head again but her face scrunches up. She squeezes her eyes shut, overwhelmed by the emotions that hit her at full force. She feels Lena carefully sit on the bed and pull her into a hug. Her body protests but the feel of being in her girlfriend’s arms is what she needs right now.

Before long the door opens. The girlfriends pull apart and they both wipe tears from their faces.

Eliza and Doctor Hamilton enter the room.

“Emma!” Eliza breathes out and rushes to her daughters side. Lena moves so Eliza can take Emma’s hand. “How are you feeling baby girl?” She frowns when Emma removes her hand and starts writing. Eliza quickly looks at Lena who is quietly talking with Doctor Hamilton.

Emma points at the pad and Eliza reads. ‘I feel a bit out of it. Lena said I was in an accident?’

“Yes, you were.” Eliza chokes out and Emma squeezes her hand before writing again.

‘Was it bad?’

Not knowing how to answer Eliza just nods. “Are you in any pain?”

‘Yes, my left shoulder hurts slightly and my body aches all over. But my throat really hurts.’

Emma watches as her Mom reads the pad. “Okay well it may be due to the ventilator, hopefully Doctor Hamilton can give you something for that.”

Hearing her name the Doctor comes over to Emma’s other side. Lena grabs a chair and sits next to Eliza. The two exchange worried glances.

“Hello Emma, my name is Doctor Hamilton and I’ve been the doctor assigned to your case.” She looks down at her tablet and reads her notes. “So, as I can imagine, you have a lot of questions. But may I examine you and ask you a few before I answer any of yours?”

Emma nods, before looking at her Mom and Lena. They smile at her in support but Emma can tell something is off.

The Doctor gets to work with her assessment, taking Emma’s temperature, blood pressure, amongst many other tests.

“Can you tell me of any pain you are feeling?” Doctor Hamilton asks. Emma lifts the pad and shows what she wrote to her Mom. “No other pain?”

‘My chest hurts too. I can’t describe it though. Like I can feel all the muscles around my ribs.’

“Okay.” The brunette writes some more notes in her tablet. “So the pain in your throat, on a scale of one to ten?”

Emma holds up five fingers and then three.

“Eight?” The Doctor asks and Emma nods. “That is most likely due to the trauma you received and the tube. I would advise you try not to talk for a few days and only eat soft foods. Then we can reassess later on.”

Emma bites her lip slightly before writing. ‘Is it normal I can’t make any noise?’

“It’s not uncommon due to the swelling around the area and the breathing tube. I’ll give you some medication that should reduce the swelling there.”

Emma smiles in relief and so does Lena and Eliza.

“Any other questions?”

Emma nods and starts writing again. ‘I can’t remember the accident.’

“What is the last thing you can remember?”

Emma moves the pen over the paper. ‘Saying goodbye to Lena before

Emma stops writing and freezes. Red glowing eyes and harsh words fill her senses.

“Emma?”

“Em? Love?”

The blonde blinks and looks into the blue and green eyes of her Mom and her girlfriend.

Emma starts writing again and everyone’s stomachs drop when she holds the pad up.

‘Where’s Alex and Kara?’

(Part Twelve)

#supergirl #supergirl tv #supergirl imagine #supergirl fanfic #supergirl baby danvers #supergirl fanfiction #lena luthor x baby danvers #alex danvers x baby danvers #kara danvers x baby danvers #lena luthor imagine #alex danvers imagine #kara danvers imagine #b!d #baby danvers

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simonxriley · 3 years

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Request Info (Writing, HCs, Prompt Requests)

So I wrote one like over a year ago, but it was too messy for my liking so I’m gonna rewrite it!

Before I get into what I will and won’t do, the requests can take me a while. It all depends on the ship/prompt and motivation. I don’t like putting out things that’ll suck, especially if it’s requested by someone. I hope you understand! And yes requests are always opened, just shoot me an ask or a DM.

Big disclaimer: When it comes to Ghost I will not write him in a way that makes him seem like an asshole for no good reason. I absolutely hate when he’s portrayed like that and personally I think it’s a bad take on the complex character that he is. I’ve dealt with that interpretation for a decade now, I’m tired and i hate it. I will also not write Roach in a way that makes him seem weak. He’s a soldier in an elite group, he’s far from weak.

Fandoms:

Rainbow Six: Siege/ Extraction

Call of Duty - MW series + Reboot & Ghosts

Character’s I will do:

The OG 20 operators - I’m the most comfortable with them.

Mira, Mozzie, Lion, and the majority of the other operators, it’ll just take me a bit longer. I will do Aruni. I know I said I wouldn’t take requests for any NITHAV members, but I like Aruni.

Ghost, Price (both versions), Soap, Roach, Dunn, Gaz (both versions), Alex, Farah, Logan, Hesh, Rorke, Keegan, and Merrick. When it comes to Price and Gaz tell me which version you want or I’ll automatically go to the OG versions.

MW 2019 operators.

Character’s I won’t do: Mainly because I don’t like them or they don’t have a lot to go off of.

Finka, Kali, Ace, and probably like every other NH operator that gets added tbh.

Makarov, Elias Walker, Yuri, Kick.

Ships I will do:

Canon x Canon (F/M, F/F & M/M)

Canon x OC (Just give me a bit of their personality/background and I will do my best to give them justice)

Canon x Reader (Headcanons only, unless given a gender. No neutral readers for right now ‘cause I suck at them and not really a xreader writer.)

Mozzie x Whoever - I know he’s canonically married, but I really don’t mind answering stuff for him and another operator. Same goes for Zofia.

Ships I won’t do:

Tachanka x Anyone who is not Skylar or any of the other Spetsnaz boys. He belongs strictly with Skylar fight me on that.

Ghost x Anyone who is not Liz or Roach. Ghost also belongs strictly with Liz fight me on it.

Incest Ships - Self explanatory.

Rorke x Logan - Y’all had to be freaks and make every single fic a freaking r*pe fic.

Fuze x Ying & Kapkan x Frost - I just don’t like them.

Misc:

I do accept NSFW prompts, however I will not do a/b/o, non-con and dub-con for obvious reason and anything I find offensive or it just not my things.

I won’t do anything regarding enemies to lover or love/hate relationship stuff because I just don’t vibe with them.

If you’re unsure if I’ll write a certain ship, just shoot an ask. When it comes to siege there’s a lot so don’t hesitate to ask.

Speaking of NSFW stuff, I do not care who tops or bottoms, if you want a certain character to do either than just tell me. I really do not care, I have bigger issues to worry about.

Age gap relationships are a-okay (I have plenty of my own). As long as both of the characters are adults than I am more than happy to work on a request.

Angst request are very much welcomed here. I do love writing a bit or a lot of angst.

#i'll link this in my bio in a bit #rainbow six siege #r6s #call of duty #this looks better

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troop52 · 3 years

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do u !!! have any character theme songs for the troop boys? Like any songs you think really fits them (and why u think it fits)?

THATS A GREAT QUESTION!!

Before I get into it Im going to plug this collaborative Troop Playlist on Spotify, feel free to add onto it!! Continuing with my picks

I think a lot of the songs I associate with The Troop in general are just because I happened to listen to them around the same time I got into the book in the first place (So they could only be tangentially related BUT only if you squint hard) Example: Drunk by The Living Tombstone, cant really tie it into the story but in my mind its linked Some better, more fitting songs under the cut (Side note its LONGGG IM SORRY... Also its all YouTube links because some of these arent on Spotify :'^()

Disclaimer -Like 95% of my choices arent really a "These lyrics match up exactly 1 to 1" but more of an overall "the vibe/general idea its trying to capture lines up" type thing. If that makes sense.

Its Alright by Jack Stauber: Kind of self explanatory, I think its a perfect song for these guys. From "It's alright, I'm here, Everything's alright, Feels weird but calm, I wanna hear It's alright" to the whole sound of it- its all great. Equal parts distressing and sad with an almost eerie calmness to it. Despite it all theyre gonna be alright, right?

The Second Little Piggy by Worthikids: Another one that I think is sort of self explanatory- at least with the chorus. "If my brain turns to mush, If the shit hits the fan, Will you be my friend?" Kind of the falling apart of everything, specifically their relationships, in light of the incident.

Poor George by James Supercave: Another case of "listened to at the same time I read the book" BUT I was actually making a Troop PMV script with that song. I never finished it but maybe Ill revisit it... just for you

Cold Summer by Le Matos ft Computer Magic: I dont even think this takes place in the summer but the VIBES and also it came from Summer of 84, which is another good piece of murder boy media.

Treehouse by Alex G ft Emily Yacina: This is a Eef and Max type of song because they are bffs and thats final. Basic song because Im not creative, but I think its a nice heart to heart theyd have (with Eef doing the talking)

Fifteen Minuets by Nick Krol: On the flipside heres a song that goes with Eef and Maxs friendship fracturing, once again more from Eefs side than Maxs. THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGG

As far as songs for the boys as individuals hmmm thats a good one that I havent thought about as much...

MAX + The Ghosts by The Real Tuesday Weld: That survivors guilt... lyrics arent like a perfect match but I think it gets that sort of hollow feeling across. Hes haunted man... + Final Girl by Electric Youth: Ok its a little funny because har har Final Girl Trope but I mean HE IS ONE. ANd dont look at me its a nice song- "Others were gone, and you kept going on, You know they never really noticed, you were always different, One by one, They're all done, And you're the last one standing" + Going Grazy by Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks: HONESTLY this could go for all the characters but Im tagging it onto Max because hes the one who has to deal with the aftermath of losing everyone (sorry survivors guilt Max again </3) "Everyone's saying my mind is unsound, 'Cause I always see you when you aren't around" "They're gonna wrap me in a jacket of white, And lock me away in a room without light" is what cements it as a Max song for me

EEF + The Existential Threat by Sparks: Once again starting sad, I link this one specifically to his paranoia about the worms- especially with lines like "Can't they see the existential threat is on its way". Kind of exasperated no one else can see the danger (he thinks) hes in. + Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother: I know I know its basic but I cant help it!!! Eef anger issues arc we are shaking hands me too + Haunted by Laura Les: Eef struggles with people seeing him as "just like his father" and I think we can get some good angst out of this track if we keep that in mind. Especially the back half of the song with lyrics like "Do you think I'm frightening?" and "Mirrors shatter when I'm passing, broken glass and crashing" since he is just a reflection of his dad (to others at least). Also song good.

KENT + Goodbye Mr A by The Hoosiers: Mfw the disillusionment with authority sets in. I think the vibe fits when he had that little epiphany about how adults are fucked- not perfect but it gets the idea across me thinks. + I'm Gonna Win by Rob Cantor: Ties into his need to "win" aka be the best at everything, be in charge, all that jazz! Hell do whatever it takes to be successful, even if it hurts. That was a little emo + Toba the Tura by Forgive Durden ft Chris Conley: Not to be emo again but "They say you're gifted, well I just see a scared kid. They must have flipped it, your skills are latent. O, you snuffed the glow. Replaced it with coals. Threw away the throne... This mess that you've made, it's a six-foot grave. It's a home for your lonesome bones that remain. We'll disappear, but you'll stay here to rot" AND SO ON AND SO FOURTH representing his fall after it was revealed he was sick. He was referred to as "the uncrowned king" and was on top of the world but then POOF that all crumbled and it was made out that he basically deserved what happened to him. It would be fun to make a pmv of him with this song (Simplifying my thoughts a bit because Ive already written a LOT)

NEWT + I Earn My Life by Lemon Demon: Ok a little Kentcore but Im actually having a hard time coming up with songs for Newton so here we are, they can share. Newt existential crisis moment time I guess + Know How by The Crane Wives: POV Newt struggles with going through with the plans he makes to keep everyone safe (stopping Max from touching Kent, going back into the cabin, etc) "I am not brave, I am not brave, I keep my focus on what is safe, You drew a line, made up your mind, And now I'm struggling to realize" And also maybe struggling with his place in the group and as a person in general- all that living through his cousin thing. "I gotta wrap my head around, What my heart is telling me, I've been trying to drown it out, Just because I know what I am, I am supposed to do now, Doesn't mean I know, Doesn't mean I know how" + On The Outside by Oingo Boingo: Idk man. Hes on the outside lookin in!! Loner nerd!! Its ok though, we still love him

SHEL + Bad Blood by Creature Feature: The lyrics speak for themselves: "I can guarantee I will do evil things, The only way that you can stop me now, Is if you put me in the ground, Somewhere I'll never be found" + Frontier Psychologist by The Avalanches: Hinges on the fact that the principal or whoever was like "Your sons a freak" and Shels mom was like "HES PERFECTLY FINE" while Shelley was like dismembering an animal or something + Johnny by American Murder Song: The songs good but theres this ONE LYRIC that sucks so the link provided is an edited version and also a lovely Warriors oc video I think you should all enjoy and support <3 Anyway Shel would be Johnny I could see this song being a scene in the book. Field trip to Shels house and they find his murder garden

If anyone wants more for Im not opposed to making another post :^)

#SORRY THIS TOOK A BIT #I had to use my brainpower and I am very easily distracted #max kirkwood #ephraim elliot #kent jenks #newton thornton #shelley longpre #the troop #the troop nick cutter

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spookyrobbins · 3 years

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Okay enough with the angst 😢 my heart actually hurt at the champagne and bubblegum!

Now can you make FLUFFY hcs out of the original words? (Think of it as an antidote to your angst hcs 😢)

1.) Christmas tree

2.) Bubble

3.) laundry

4.) stars

5.) bubblegum

6.) scalpel

7.) cheeseburger

8.) iPhone

9.) basement

10.) x-ray

oh thank god

1.) Christmas tree

their first Christmas, arizona was supposed to go spend Christmas with her parents and callie had pulled the Christmas shift and callie was all cavelier about it bc she wasn't all that keen on seeing her family after coming out but arizona could tell she was bummed about Christmas

so on a day when callie was working a double, arizona went out and bought a Christmas tree for callie and cristina's apartment and decorated the whole apartment so when callie came home it was like christmas had exploded on her apartment

2.) Bubble

their wedding was perfect and magical and admittedly, they both had a not insignificant amount to drink

people just kept pressing glasses of champagne into their hands but it was perfect and they were married and in love and the bubbles just made everything a bit floaty

they couldn't exactly go on a honeymoon, not with how much work they had already missed over the past few months and neither was really ready to leave sofia for prolonged periods of time

but as they stumbled into their apartment, still in their wedding dresses, unable to keep their hands off each other, heads just a bit fuzzy from the champagne and the excitement of the day, it was pretty close to perfect

3.) laundry

callie hated doing her laundry

correction: callie didn't exactly know how to do her laundry

her parents had people who did laundry at home and then there had been a service at university and med school, even in the peace corps, callie had managed to avoid laundry; when she lived at the hospital, she just slipped her clothes in with the scrubs and only had to bribe martin the laundry guy a hundred bucks a month to do it

but arizona, arizona was all self-sufficient and independent and scheduled time to do laundry every week and callie didn't want to seem like a spoiled brat who needed to send her laundry out but she also didn't want to admit to arizona that she didn't know how to do her laundry and she was broke and she really needed clean underwear

"calliope, sorry, but do you not know how to do your laundry?" "pst, no, I mean, of course, I know how to do laundry" "so you're just gonna wash your red stuff and your blue stuff and your white stuff all together" "yes?" "how, erm, patriotic of you?"

for almost two weeks, callie managed to sneak by with letting arizona do her laundry, until arizona cottoned on and forced callie to actually learn how to do laundry

callie whined and tried to get out of it until arizona said that they could make out while the laundry ran

4.) stars

on their first date, arizona mentioned that she was interested in astronomy (it was something she did with her brother, but she didn't tell callie that)

so callie, for their 5th or 6th date (sometime before izzie and alex's wedding) set up a picnic on the roof of her building on what was supposed to be a clear night so they could stargaze

only problem was as soon as they stepped out on to the roof, the heavens opened up

but it wasn't a total wash, they went down and hung out in callie's apartment and ate what they had managed to salvage of callie's picnic and drink the wine arizona brought and dance around together

that was the first time callie could tell that she could have a real future with arizona

5.) bubblegum

callie always chews watermelon gum before surgeries and after surgeries and she and arizona always hook up after surgeries, particularly really intense ones, which is all well and good

except for arizona started to develop a bit of a pavlovian response to the taste of watermelon gum and basically any time she has anything that is like that fake watermelon flavour like candy or gum she gets horny

6.) scalpel

arizona first noticed callie in the or - there aren’t many female orthos to begin with and there certainly aren’t many with gorgeous eyes and intriguing voices and a commanding presence

it was a major trauma so there were people coming and going as they tried to juggle the high demand and arizona hadn’t even noticed callie slip in to assess the kid’s broken pelvis and arizona was honestly stressed out bc she was at the tail end of her fellowship and webber and kenley were after her to sign a contract and she was fielding calls from mccale and 5 other hospitals and webber was in the gallery

but callie came in and arizona wanted to know more

7.) cheeseburger

when arizona and sofia landed in new york, the first place they went to eat was a burger place; callie had suggested pizza, but sofia wanted a milkshake (and honestly, arizona always felt like pizza could be a bit loaded with callie, which sounded a bit insane in her own mind)

as she sat across the table from sofia and callie, she was struck by the fact that her and callie's first date had been over cheeseburgers and if she could go back and tell that version of herself what was to come, she probably wouldn't believe it - it was filled with heartbreak and pain and so, so much joy

and watching callie try to steal some of sofia's milkshake, while sofia protested heartily, arizona knew that she really wouldn't trade it for anything, just so long as they all ended up together and happy

8.) iPhone

arizona is notorious for breaking phones; she's not a clumsy person, just everyone around her is clumsy ("sure, dear, that tracks")

most of the times she's cracked her screen are heelys related incidents and therefore anyone who's seen her crack her screen is under threat of death if they breathe a word of it to callie

alex actually has a whole list of demands for when inevitably he sees her crack her screen again

callie always knows that arizona has broken her phone bc she comes home to tons of baking (always including a banana cream pie for alex)

9.) basement

a few months into dating, callie dragged arizona down to the basement

arizona honesty had thought callie was joking when she said she lived at the hospital after all arizona had had long stretches during residency when she only left the hospital to buy cigarettes

but no callie had seriously lived in the basement which was a lot ?

and as callie talked about webber finding her there and george, all arizona said was “maybe we should make some better memories in here” and grinned

10.) x-ray

callie likes bones, she really likes bones

and she was sure that arizona had nice bones

but she would rather not have to look at them if possible bc that would mean that arizona was hurt

but she had been right arizona had nice bones

it was teddy’s fault, that’s what arizona claimed; teddy argued the opposite as they sat in the x-ray room

callie was pretty sure arizona didn’t have any broken ribs curtesy of teddy charging arizona with her shoulder dropped in an effort to stop her shot (arizona kept calling for someone - callie wasn’t sure who - to give teddy a red card)

thankfully she had no broken ribs, just a nasty bruise and an excuse to spend the rest of the weekend cuddling with callie

#ask games #i hope this makes up for earlier sadness #anon #no post on sundays

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Been having a weird/off week. But you know what’s made it better?

Spending some more time in Midvale with Supergirl Ep. 6x06, “Prom Again!”

Spoilers!

So! Last week was the fun shenanigans/set-up, THIS WEEK we get the emotional pay-offs and oooooh. So good. So good.

Historically, Supergirl kinda struggles to stick its landing when it comes to paying off its set-ups, but I think this episode is really solid in that regard.

And thus, we begin! With the forest showdown! And I love it. Love every part of it. Love Kara flying in and freeing Nia and Brainy with her heat vision, love that one of Kenny and Kara’s go-to plays is called ‘Speed Racer’, love Brainy’s whole, ‘my buddy’s gonna BLAST YA if you don’t cooperate’ and Kara just. Threatens the bad guys from the shrubbery.

She’s supposed to be scary and intimidating with the heat vision eyes but dagnabbit...it’s just kind of cute.

Last week I completely forgot to mention how much I love that Kenny and Kara have go-to plays WITH NAMES. (NERDY names at that!) And also that Alex is so exasperated by it.

JUST YOU WAIT, KIDDO.

Fast forward to the Fortress and everyone’s happy! The day is saved! The timeline is restored! Alex apologizes for being a bit of a grouch!

*cough* understatement *cough*

And Brainy doesn’t get the fist bump, d’awwwww. XD

Nia has a lovely chat with Kara wherein SHE is the elder hero who inspires the youths. Nice. NICE.

And THEN, the first of some good Danvers Sisters scenes...we’ll call this one ‘the mini-van chat.’

Kara apologizing about the ‘Zookeeper fight-y thing’ and the GLASSES FIDGET.

Shout out to the writers, who were ON-POINT with the dialogue for both parts, and shout out to the young actresses as well. It’s...honestly uncanny, how well they nailed playing Kara and Alex.

(I mean, we knew this already, of course, but GOSH. What a wonderful showcase. So, so glad, that we got such a large Midvale story in the final season.)

Right, so, another dialogue highlight from the mini-van chat (but like, not in a silly way. More in a, ‘oh wow that’s very sweet’ way) Alex, to Kara about her choice: ‘It’s the right one because you made it.’

THESE KIDS.

Then we go to Nia and Brainy on the Legion Cruiser!

Nia’s outfit? Outstanding. Brainy’s mask? Admittedly a little distracting because it didn’t look like it was fitting quite right.

But A+ song choice for their dance, show.

(Really, A+ song choices across the board. You can tell they were absolutely LOVING getting in all those needle drops.)

And then we discover--ALL IS NOT WELL! THE TIMELINE IS STILL BROKEN!

Cat Grant has released the aliens! And she has been captured! And yet she remains heckin’ fearless!

Love that she calls Mitch ‘Mr. Blue Sky.’

It took me a while to warm up to this ‘new’ version of Cat Grant but this episode really gave her some fun stuff to do and yep, I dig it. Great stuff.

Meanwhile, back at the prom...

I'm taking this moment to applaud the Supergirl folks for their very nice workarounds for ‘crowded’ locations this season thus far. The episodes have never felt like, overtly obvious in terms of Covid protocol impacts (I mean there are a few scenes here and there where you’re like, ‘oh, yeah, this is set up in this specific way to probably account for some production changes) but I’ve never felt that the episodes are losing anything, you know?

Case in point! Two episodes, set in a crowded high school! But most of the stuff takes place before/between classes, or outside!

(Specifically enjoyed all the outdoor stuff and natural lighting. It’s not quite the same as that LA sunshine, but. Still nice.)

Anyways, in “Prom Again!” the action/discussions are set in the hallways/classrooms outside of the actual Prom. Inobtrusive! Makes sense for the story! Doesn’t compromise!

Gold stars for everyone.

Kara and Kenny are BOTH unrelentingly cheesy--Kara even says as much--and it’s wonderful.

‘Hey Stargazer.’ Kara, you smooth operator you.

Shout out to Kenny’s bowtie, it’s great.

...Shout out to Kenny in general.

(Like, Will is great, but he’s got a lot to live up to, now.)

So FURTHER PROOF THAT THE TIMELINE IS BUSTED: Kara is going to stay in Midvale!

Me, knowing full well that Kara has to go to National City, but also being...just a liiiiittle bit team Kenny:

And then...THE METEOR!

That Kara just. Body-slams.

It reminded me of another Danvers, who also body-slams some space stuff:

But UNLIKE Kara’s cross-company cousin, this particular move does not end well!

Because there’s KRYPTONITE! And also, a CLOAKED SPACESHIP, BLOCKING THE FALLING METEOR DEBRIS! And, you know, ALIEN HUNTERS THREATENING HIGH SCHOOLERS! And Kenny SACRIFICES HIMSELF FOR KARA!

(Well, okay. It’s tonight but you get the idea.)

Poor, sweet Kenny. Who feels WAY out of his depth as he’s imprisoned alongside Cat on the alien ship...but it does bring us one of her patented ‘tough love pep talks.’ Wherein she calls Kenny brilliant.

And also, Kendall.

Never change, Cat. Never change.

Also, “Go, go.”

Okay, some more rapid fire specifics that I enjoyed so that this list doesn’t get...too? Long? ...No promises.

Smol Kara squaring her shoulders in that classic Kara Super Pose!

Alex being able to pick a lock!

Kara using the reflected sunlight from the moon to heal!

‘That’s an 80% failure rate’ ‘Oh yes it’s terrible.’

The scene where the police have Kara, and Alex comes rushing out all, ‘that’s my sister!’ and Kara’s gonna just RISK EVERYTHING to fix this?

100/10, excellent, love to see that Danvers Sisters angst in the Worst Timeline. Also? Alex’s desperate little headshake, silently pleading for Kara to NOT DO THE THING???? Devastating. In the best way.

‘The world will know that name...Keira.’

No Plutonian Landshark sightings!?!? Not even a graphic on a computer screen? FOR SHAME!

(Personally, I’m imaging that they look like Jeff, pictured below.)

Kara stowing away on the Cruiser, and her very cute, ‘Don’t be mad!’

Her entire speech about her future--She’s just seventeen! She doesn’t have her driver’s license yet! Eliza’s only let her do the laundry once! She’s not even sure she can make rice!

(Eliza, I love you, but for Pete’s sake, let your kid do her own laundry.)

Brainy and Kara trying to play it cool upon being discovered by Kenny and Alex!

Their story involving an excess of formal wear!

Nia inspiring Cat to start CatCo, and telling her she’s CAT FREAKIN’ GRANT!

“If you say Lois Lane I will expire.”

Wait, did I mention the lucid dreaming power yet? ...Nia’s lucid dreaming power!

The entirety of Kara and Kenny’s talk in the gym!

Kara in the Worst Timeline tell Alex, ‘you don’t have to shout’. And then in the Fixed Timeline: ‘inside voice please.’

And she quotes Monty Python that lil GOOBER.

THE WHOLE EPISODE(S) was a GOSHDARN DELIGHT, I TELL YA. (Did I say that last week? I might’ve said that last week, but I don’t care.)

And now, some slightly more in-depth, overall thoughts:

So, How ‘Bout Them Danvers: Not surprisingly, the girls end up in, if not the exact same place as the end of “Midvale”, then pretty darn close. I’m trying to avoid, like. All of fandom, these days, but unfortunately, the bad takes are numerous, and often untagged. So I did see a bunch of people insisting that Kenny living ‘ruined the Danvers’ relationship’ and that the show is ‘taking away everything that makes Kara Kara’

To which I say:

In the broadest terms, what needs to happen by episode’s end to match up with “Midvale”, and prep the kiddos for the stuff that happens in the Pilot - Kara needs to put the aspirations of super-ing on the backburner, and Alex needs to like. Not hate Kara, but also be committed to helping Kara keep her secret, you know...secret.

All of these things are set up. I repeat: All. Of. Them.

And Kenny didn’t have to die!

(I will admit, I chuckled that they so blatantly teased an untimely demise for him...because I know it will annoy select corners of fandom.

Muhahahahaha.)

But anyways, back to those key ingredients for making a ‘Danvers Sisters in the same emotional place they were in @ Midvale’s end’ soup: Alex deals with that simmering resentment. Seeing Kara handle herself well in a super-ing context gives her that little, ‘hey, this isn’t so bad!’ outlook.

BUT INTERESTINGLY, in the Fixed Timeline, Alex and Kara don’t have that chat in the supply room, where Alex is like. ‘You CANNOT reveal your powers, BAD THINGS will happen if you do.’

That is saved for the Pilot!*

MEANWHILE. The Kara ingredients! She puts super-ing on hold.

Her chat with Kenny functions as a replacement for her chat with J’onn-as-Not!Alura, in the sense that it’s here that she reveals that she didn’t choose to come to Midvale, she didn’t choose these powers.

(...I can already sense fandom using those lines to prove their end-of-series theories and like. Ugh. Ugh.)

But anyways. It’s also here that we get shades of Pilot!Kara, what with the season one conflict of being Super vs. being normal.

It’s ALL THE SAME STUFF.

Fandom needs to like. Chill.

And their (fake) concern for Kara’s characterization is entirely misplaced, because this was a really wonderful showcase for Kara in particular.

Like. The first episode was really Nia’s time to shine, and we still got solid Brainy and Nia action in this episode!

But man. That good Kara content.

THE CONTENT I CRAVE!

So speaking of good Kara content in particular, I LOVED Kara’s prom dress. It's got both a SKIRT. AND PANTS!

Amazing.

I know nothing of fashion, but it was very cute, very girly, and okay. Though I hate the comic, the one thing I actually liked about Future State is Kara’s costume. This was similar!

(Thank goodness it looked nothing like the prom dress from Rebirth. That...was a bit of a train wreck.)

(Look, not all comic artists are great clothes designers, it’s just how it is.)

We see the empowerment theme come up with Kara inspiring Kenny; he describes her as ‘an amazing light in a world of darkness’ and tells her that, ‘you changed me, Kara Zor-El.’

We love to see it.

They also agree that stargazing and Monty Python make for the perfect prom these absolute NERDS I love them.

*Quick wibbly-wobbly, timey-whimey note WRT making this episode ‘fit’ with the Pilot: I’m not saying that it 100% does. There’s already the change with the Kryptonite, and the added info/awareness of the DEO.

Those little changes, though, don’t really impact the overall arc of Kara and Alex, the way the emotional stuff might.

Thus! The ‘Pilot’ of Earth Prime, and in fact, the ENTIRETY of the show’s run thus far most likely involved little differences throughout, but the emotional core is very close, if not the exact same.

BUT EITHER WAY, it doesn’t matter, because our Kara and Alex are still our Kara and Alex thanks to the multiple sets of memories!

(So all of fandom’s freaking out is for naught. As it almost always is.)

I bring this up because, again, as much as I talk about setting stuff up for where we find Kara six years from now--this Kara is a little different! She comes across as more confident, something Izabela Vidovic mentioned in an interview, when discussing her approach to playing Kara this time around.

And now, Alex: Admittedly, she gets less focus as like, a solo-entity in these episodes--she really is there to serve the more Kara-centric plot. Personally, it didn’t bother me too much because outside of these flashback episodes, Alex has had some solid development and screen time, so. It balances out.

And the scenes we did get with those 2? Solid. Top tier. There was even a couch scene! Like, technically. Because there was a couch in the supply room. XD

Spotlight on Kenny: fandom kinda loves to insist that all the men on Supergirl are trash, because, ya know. 'Feminism’ or whatever. It’s ships, it’s always ships. But, in fact! The dudes on Supergirl? Are actually wonderful! And Kenny is another example of a guy who isn’t afraid to be emotionally vulnerable, who 1000% supports Kara, but is also like. His own person.

GOOD JOB, SHOW. GOOD JOB.

Brainy too, had some really nice stuff in terms of dealing with his emotions!

And it’s Brainy who gives us our closing line, as Nia asks him how he’s feeling now that they’ve accomplished their mission:

“Hopeful.”

NOICE.

In conclusion! “Prom Night” and “Prom Again!” were EXCELLENT! They had heart! They had stakes! They had the promised time-travel do-over alluded to in the titles! Outstanding performances from the entire cast! Tthe ‘young’ versions of characters in particular! And I WILL be watching these episodes on repeat throughout the three-month hiatus! XD

But before the Super Friends take their break: NEXT WEEK! The Quest for Kara Concludes!!!

#SG post #supergirl spoilers #supergirl season 6 spoilers #long post #gifs

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A Bit Of Luck

Request - Hi.. if you’re still taking requests, could I ask for a Derek shepherd x Sloan!reader where she’s on the plane with them, and gets paralyzed, and they try some really experimental surgery to get her to walk again? And it’s about her recovery and angst and fluff? Maybe mark lives in this version? Thanks so much Xx

Angst & Fluff

Warning - Season 8/9 spoilers!, Panic Attacks, Character Death, Blood, Gore,

Pairing - Derek Shepherd X Sloan!Reader

-><-

There’s this moment when you think you’re going to die, when your body is so certain that this is the end of you. If you ask anyone they’ll tell you that your whole life flashes in front of you. You didn’t see flashes when the unthinkable happened. You didn’t see your first fight with your brother, how you tried so hard to fit in with him and the guy you fell in love with. You didn’t even see your first kiss.

You saw your first OR in Seattle when it happened. Dr. Webber’s words were in your head, the first time you’d been in that hospital since you moved there. When you opened your eyes the first time what you thought were the bright lights of the OR, shining down on a patient was actually the sun, coming through the trees and smoke.

What you wanted to hear was music, the soft selection of your playlist that you always had on when you operated. Instead, it was ringing. What had happened? You couldn’t recall, last you remembered was being sat on a plane beside Derek. It didn’t lick right away that it was real, maybe you fell asleep on the plane and this was a dream? Some twisted nightmare.

When you turned your head, despite everything telling you not to you could see Mark. He as just starting to come to. Past the ringing you could hear Arizona’s screams, Meredith was a few feet away from you, whether she was awake or not couldn’t tell. Cristina was up, trying to get Meredith up, so many things were running through your head once the ringing died away.

You knew a few things right off the bat, your back hurt, your right side hurt, you couldn’t for the life of you, move your legs. “Mark.” It came out as a whisper, your voice not seeming to want to work at all. “Mark?” Your voice came out louder that time as he gets to his feet. “Mark?” His eyes lock with yours and he was at your side and you could hear the thunder in the distance.

His eyes scan over you, the doctor in him was coming out but the brother side was winning. “Y/n, hey.” He’s too scared to touch you and it shows. “You’re gonna be okay, okay? What hurt?” He gently cups your face as you cry.

A sob passes your lips, as you look at your brother. He was alive and that’s what stuck to you. “My, my side, my back.” You close your eyes for a moment, your lip trembles. “Mark I can’t feel my legs.” This passes over him that you’d never seen on him, maybe once when you fell off your bike for the first time.

He shakes his head, pressing a kiss to your head. “Uh it’s gonna be okay, we’re gonna. Get your spine stabilized okay? I got you, okay? I got you.” He disappears from your sight and you look at Meredith and Cristina and your eyes narrow through the tears.

You groan when Meredith helps Mark slide the large board of wood under you. “Derek? Where’s. . .where’s Derek?” You let out a shaky breath as they tape you down to the board, head and all to keep you straight. “Mark?” He grabs your hand. “I’m scared.” Mark nods, another kiss to your head.

“I know Y/n, I know. But we’re gonna be okay you know? We’re gonna go and find Lexie and Derek and you’re gonna stay right here and keep talking to Arizona for me okay? You two stay awake. Can you do that for me?” You can see him tear up and you almost nod.

You give him a small smile. “Yeah, yeah I can do that.” Mark takes another moment before smiling and heading off with Meredith and Christina. You can’t remember most of the rest of the time before nightfall. You remember Derek coming back with them, dragging Mark on a tarp. Lexie was dead from what they told you. Nightfall brought forth the cold. You didn’t think you’d be so cold even with the fire lit. They laid Mark beside you, put a cover over the two of you so you wouldn’t freeze. Derek wouldn’t leave your side.

“Mark.” He hums beside you, probably looking as pale as you. “When we get back to Seattle. Remind me to kick Hunt's butt. Sorry, Cristina.” Mark lets out a strained laugh and you smile.

Mark holds your hand under the cover. “When we get back.” He starts, his voice is weak. “We’re gonna get you fixed right up. You’re gonna sit in with me on surgery and everything. . .everything’s gonna be okay.”

The next thing you remember after that was suddenly being in a hospital room. These people, these doctors you didn’t know they were there looking you over. You were laying on a bed, and they were saying things you couldn’t make out. Maybe it was shock, everything changed everything went from dying in the woods to these people, these doctors you didn’t know. Where were your people?!

You remember freaking out in that room as they tried to tell you to stay still. You had to get out, you had to find Mark and Derek. Then the people you knew, they were there. Bailey and Webber, they were there for you, for your people who were elsewhere. You were as calm as you could be. They sedated all of you, putting you on a plane after your second freak out, they said it was a panic attack both times.

Seattle Grace hasn’t felt so dark since the shooting that nearly killed Derek and Alex. People came in and out a lot as the days went by. They were in there a lot, Alex and the group, minus Cristina. One day Mark walks in, smiling, Sophia’s with him, making you smile just cause she’s there.

You reach out for the toddler as Mark walks closer. “Hey, there princess.” You almost cry, this being the first time since the crash that you’ve seen her. You take her from Mark, tearing up as she sits on your lap, that’s what it kicks in again, you can’t feel her weight on your lap. “How are you?” Your voice cracks and she knows its time to be a certain way as she did this thing where she makes baby noises, holding your finger in her hands.

You lean your head forward, resting your forehead on hers. Mark sets his hand on your shoulder. “We’re gonna take you home today.” You look over at Mark, who smiled softly at you. “Derek’s not done till late so Sophia and I are gonna keep you company and maybe order some take out?” You smile, laughing a little bit as you nod.

“I’d like that. Thank you, Mark.” He kisses your head, saying he’s gonna sign you out and leaves you with Sophia in the room. “What do you think about that huh? Wanna come spend the day with me and Markie?” She smiles, babbling at you. Going home was probably the best thing you’d heard since before the crash.

It didn’t take long for Derek to change the house for you, he was willing to do anything for you. “Let me pitch you something,” Derek says one day, getting into his clothes for work. You sit on the bed, reading before looking up at him. “It’s gonna sound crazy.” He starts and you smile.

“I love crazy.” He laughs, nodding as he walks over, sitting on the bed in front of you.

He’s nervous, running his hand through his hair. “I’ve been reading, and thinking, and some more reading.” He chuckles, shaking his head again. “I think I can do it.”

You tilt your head, setting your book aside. “Do what?”

He gives this toothy smile, the one he gets when he’s excited about an idea, every part of him is ecstatic. “Make you walk.”

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“You got this.” Mark holds your hands just as tight as you hold his. “You can do this.” You grunt, moving so that you're holding each other's arms. Slowly, you rise from the bed, unsteady and with a month of preparation behind you, you step. You smile, gasping in surprise. “Holy shit.” You start to cry, smiling up at Mark. “Mark!”

“Easy Y/n.” Your shocked, wishing nothing more than to keep ongoing.

“One more step.” You insist, looking him in the eye. “Come on Mark, please?”

With a sigh, he lets you take another step, which leads to the two of you on the ground. The joy of walking again was gone, reduced to your feeling of failure. Maybe you weren’t meant to walk again. Maybe it was just a pipe dream. “That was good.” Mark insists. You stare at your legs, glaring at the limbs. “We’ll try again in a day or so, work towards it. You can do this. And when you do, you can kick Owen’s butt.”

#greys #grey's anatomy #Derek Shepherd #Derek Shepherd X Reader #Derek Shepherd Imagine #Derek Shepherd Drabble #Mark Sloan Imagine #Mark Sloan Drabble #Mark Sloan #Mark Sloan X Reader #Mark Sloan Sister #Request #Ask

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Parallels | Chapter 18

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Characters: OC! Violet Grace Dawson, Luke Patterson, Julie Molina, Carrie Wilson, Bobby Wilson, Reggie Peters, Alex Mercer, Flynn nolastname, Willie nolastname, Nick Danforth-Evans, Dirty Candy

Guideline: Sunset Universe is the universe in which Sunset Curve is famous and Violet is friends with Carrie, Julie and Flynn. Candy Universe is the universe in which Dirty Candy is more famous and Sunset Curve has broken up.

Song(s) used: When The Sun Goes Down - In The Heights | Make You Believe - Little Mix

Warnings: Lots of crying, bit of angst, goodbyes

Words: 3,983

The tension during the rest of rehearsal was real. No one really knew what to say, so they just kept themselves busy with the music they were making together. Today might just be the very last time they’d be able to do this with Violet.

That same night, Violet had dreamt about a song. Something in the pit of her stomach told her it was Rose’s song, but she wasn’t certain anymore. It was a hazy dream. As though the connection she had with her universe was fading.

“Can’t believe I didn’t notice it wasn’t actually you,” Luke said when he and Violet were the first ones in Julie’s garage. He knew she was going to be early, so he had come early, too, as he wanted to have a chance to talk to her, alone.

He’d startled her ever so slightly as she was busying herself with the song she had written with the memory of the hazy dream in the back of her head. Though hearing his voice and seeing his gorgeous face and bright eyes immediately calmed her down.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” Violet replied softly whilst Luke took a seat next to her on the piano stool. A spot they’d found themselves in a lot of the time.

“It’s okay,” he said. “I understand it wasn’t easy to tell anyone. I probably wouldn’t have believed y–” A soft jolt went through Violet again, shutting him up straight away. “Sorry.”

Violet shot him a smile, telling him it was all good. She didn’t quite know what to say to him. Today was their last day together, she could sense it in the pit of her stomach. And there was so much she wanted to say before she went away for good. There was so much she wanted to tell him.

“Have you figured out how to get back yet?” he then asked solemnly. He didn’t want her to leave, he liked this version of Violet a lot better than the bitchy, sassy girl he’d had a crush on since Middle School but wasn’t reciprocated.

She softly nodded her head and showed him the song in her notebook. “I think it came to me in a dream, but I’m not sure anymore. My connection with the other universe seems to be getting weaker…”

“Make you believe again?” he asked, scanning the paper.

“Mmh,” she hummed. “I think because my unfinished business was getting the band back together, I made you guys believe in music again…” she trailed off because there was more to her theory, more than she wanted to say. More than she could say.

Luke let out an airy chuckle, “Well, you made me believe something else too.” His eyes landed on Violet with that sweet, tender smile plastered on his face. She had been wishing for Luke Patterson to look at her like that for years.

His eyes then flick down to the piano, that same smile playing on his lips. Violet could swear there was a slight blush coloring his cheeks. Then, as Violet felt her heart clench, Luke’s voice floated through the garage.

“When the sun goes down You're gonna need a flashlight You're gonna need a candle”

With a small smile on her lips, Violet responded.

“I think I can handle that”

Luke chuckled at this, looking back up at Violet.

“When you leave town I'm gonna buy you a calling card”

As the next words rolled off Violet’s lips, Luke felt his heart beat faster.

“'Cause I'm falling hard for you”

Violet let her eyes fall on the garage door, reminding herself of what was awaiting her. The two of them then bounced back and forth, responding to each other’s sentences.

“I go back today”

“And I will try to make my way”

“Out west to California”

“So we've had this summer”

“And we've got each other Perhaps even longer”

Luke suddenly got up from the stool, capturing Violet’s attention again. His voice sounded stronger, more powerful. So powerful, it sent shivers down Violet’s spine.

“When you're on your own And suddenly without me Will you forget about me?”

“I couldn't if I tried”

Luke grabbed Violet’s hands, pulling her up from the stool as well and guiding her towards the middle of the garage.

“When I'm all alone And I close my eyes”

“That's when I'll see your face again”

“And when you're gone You know that I'll be waiting when you're gone”

Violet pulled him closer, to make sure the message she wanted to convey came through to him.

“But you're here with me right now”

“We'll be working hard, but if we should drift apart”

Tears pooled Violet’s eyes, thinking about not seeing Luke anymore. Not this Luke.

“Lukas”

“Lemme take this moment just to say”

“No, no”

“You are gonna change the world someday”

“I'll be thinking of home”

She took a step closer towards him, their chest pressed together as their voices blended together into a gorgeous harmony.

“And I'll think of you every night At the same time”

Not being able to withhold himself anymore, Luke’s hands reached up to Violet’s cheeks, pulling her closer until their lips collided in a passionate, long-awaited kiss. The world seemed to spin around them as their lips moved in sync. Her hands had to grip at his shirt as she was afraid she’d fall if she didn’t.

As they came back up for air, Luke pressed his forehead against hers. Their voices floating through the garage once more in a soft mumble. They only had eyes for each other. As though they were the only people in the world.

“When the sun goes down When the sun goes down When the sun goes down”

The loud, ear-piercing squeals erupting from the garage doors caused the two of them to snap up out of their dream-like state. At the door stood all six of their friends. Alex and Bobby had their hands pressed against Reggie’s mouth while the girls were jumping up and down in excitement.

The leather jacket-clad boy pushed the hands of his friends off him, “FUCKING FINALLY!” he screamed out, flailing his arms in the air. “Pardon my French,” he then added, a little more subdued whilst straightening his jacket.

A blush spread across Violet’s cheeks. She hadn’t wanted to kiss him. She did. But she also didn’t. She was leaving today and she wasn’t going to see him again anytime soon. This kiss was going to haunt her for the rest of her life, knowing she wasn’t going to kiss him ever again.

“I found a way to get me back,” she then said, moving away from Luke and back to the piano where she had left the notebook with the song scribbled down in it. “I think – the dream was a bit hazy. But I do believe this was a song Rose wrote to get herself back.”

Julie perked up at this and made her way to Violet, who showed her the song. “My mom wrote this?” she asked in a whisper. Violet nodded. “Would you mind if I kept this? You know, after…?” She didn’t even have to finish that sentence for Violet to hum in assent.

“So, guide us through it,” Alex told her, climbing behind his drum kit.

She had to heave in a deep breath before she could start explaining the song. She started with the beat, then the rhythm, then the melody and then she went through the lyrics with the girls.

“How does this work then?” Flynn questioned after they had received the information. “You’re just gonna disappear and the Violet from this universe is just gonna appear?”

“I don’t know,” Violet sighed. “We’re gonna have to let the universe do its work. All we can do is try…”

“Can I… say something, before you go?” Julie asked solemnly. After receiving a nod from Violet, Julie continued. “I wanna say thank you… You brought me closer to my mom, in a way. You brought me and Carrie back together. You gave me the best summer ever, since my mother died last year. You made me believe in the power of music again. So, thank you, Violet.”

A teary smile etched its way to Violet’s face. She didn’t quite know what to say to that, so instead, she wrapped Julie up into a tight hug. “You are amazing, Julie Molina. Never stop shining,” she whispered before the two broke apart. The both of them had tears streaming down their faces.

The next person to wrap her up into a hug was Flynn. It was abrupt and Violet didn’t have enough time to register who had scooped her up, but the cotton candy perfume that wrapped her up was a dead giveaway. “Thanks for bringing my Julie back,” she whispered.

“Thanks for bringing me back,” Violet whispered back and then it was Carrie’s turn to hug. “Thanks for this crazy adventure, Care.”

“Thank you,” Carrie responded.

Then, Bobby, Reggie and Alex hugged Violet at the same time. “Thank you for bringing the band back,” Alex said before pressing a kiss to her hair. The boy had always towered over her, which she had loved. Especially when he hugged her. Because he’d always kiss the top of her head.

“You guys gonna continue as Sunset Curve again?” Violet asked when they pulled away.

“No,” Bobby replied. “We’re gonna go on as Violet Sunset. You’ve brought us back together, it’s only right we honor that.”

A wide smile broke on Violet’s face whilst tears rolled down her cheeks. “Take enough breaks from each other, yeah? And talk to each other when something’s bothering you. I don’t wanna be hearing you breaking up again, okay?”

The three boys nodded their heads, all three of them with tears pooling their eyes.

“We’re gonna miss you, Violet Dawson,” said Reggie, wiping his tears with the sleeve of his leather jacket. “A whole lot.”

As the boys stepped aside, Luke moved over towards her. He was already crying, which had Violet crying even more. “You’re gonna change the world someday,” he whispered with a small chuckle while grabbing her hands. “Like you changed mine.”

“I’m gonna think of you every day, Luke Patterson. Don’t ever forget me, okay?”

He smiled, “I couldn’t if I tried,” he responded before dipping down and kissing her. The saltiness of their tears mingled with the passion and love in their lips. It was a bittersweet feeling. Kissing him. Saying goodbye to him.

“Shall we do this?” Luke then asked when the two pulled away again.

Violet gave him a nod before he pressed a kiss to her forehead and grabbed his guitar again. The others took their spots again, ready to start playing this song. They didn’t even know if it was going to work, but even if it didn’t, they had another great song they could add to their setlist for the next gig.

Violet counted the girls in as the first part would be a capella. Their voices blended together perfectly, bouncing off these garage walls for the very last time.

“Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah I'll make you believe again”

The boys then chimed in on their instruments whilst Julie took the first verse and made it hers.

“Down on your knees She made you feel like you're worthless You just don't deserve this, no no How does it feel? To think that you gave all you could Wish you did but you would”

Carrie then took the pre-chorus for her account while Violet prepared herself for the chorus by wiping underneath her eyes. She probably looked like a raccoon by now, but she wasn’t sure if she cared.

“I'll be the ears you talk to The doors you walk through The arms to hold on to You're safe with me”

Flynn and Violet joined in with Carrie and Julie on the chorus. While Julie interacted with Reggie and Flynn with Bobby, Violet focused on the space ahead of her. She couldn’t look at Luke. Not right now. It would hurt too much.

“Your hearts been stolen Eyes weren't open Trust is broken But I'll make you believe again Make you stronger So we'll live longer You've lost your faith in love But I'll make you believe again”

In a moment of weakness, she turned her head to her left, where Luke stood. His eyes flickered with both love and sadness. She finally grabbed the mic from its stand and turned towards him completely, singing the next verse.

“Where do you run? Who do you turn to, it burns you cause you though that she was the one She threw it away Left you with nothing but pain You won't feel love again”

Leaving this universe was going to burn. This was her place, these were her people. It made her realize that she had been born in the wrong universe. A universe where she felt out of place all her life. While this universe was one where she felt right. She felt great. She felt at home.

This wasn’t the right thing to do for her, but it was for the other Violet. They had to restore the balance. They had to switch back. There was no going back now.

A knock to his bedroom door caused Alex to startle a little. He was working on a song by himself, being inspired by Violet’s songwriting and felt the need to create something himself. And then the angel herself stood in his doorway.

“Am I interrupting something?” she asked with a smile.

Alex smiled. “No, not at all, come in!” He patted a spot on the bed as an invitation for her to sit down. “I’m working on a song,” he said proudly. “Would you mind checking it out and bestowing me with some of your wisdom?”

Violet smiled and leaned over, so she could read along with him.

Tell mе, am I broken? I can never lеave Biting on my tongue and Checking if it bleeds Oh, is it lost on me? All the things I believe Something like an omen I can never keep Moving on and on, so very bittersweet Is it lost on me? All the things I don't need

“This is amazing, Lex,” she whispered. “It’s raw, it’s real. Definitely has a ton of potential to become a big hit.”

The smile on Alex’s face was wide and bright and warm. “Thanks, but I don’t think it’s something we’re ever gonna be allowed to put on an album.”

Violet knew immediately what he meant. Their management was shit. Neither of them was allowed to come out, all four of them hiding in the shadows without ever being able to completely, unapologetically be themselves.

“You need a new manager,” Violet told him matter-of-factly.

Alex chuckled. “I don’t think –” he started his sentence, but Violet didn’t let him finish.

“No, Alex, I’m serious. I know you guys tried really hard to get a manager in the first place, but this isn’t what a manager should be like. You should be able to live your life the way you want to, with Willie. Being out and proud to the world because that’s who you are. And who you are is fierce and amazing and fantastic.”

A single tear rolled off Alex’s cheek. “I’m gonna miss you, Violet,” he whispered before wrapping his arms around the girl’s body. He buried his face in her neck whilst she rubbed soothing circles on his back and tried not to cry herself.

“I’m gonna miss you too, Alex,” she whispered back and then, “Promise me you’ll talk to the boys about finding a new manager? About coming out to your fans? About being the authentic you?”

The boy nodded his head while disentangling himself from the hug. “I promise. Thank you… For making me believe there’s still good in the world.”

Violet smiled at this. That was exactly what she needed to hear.

“Let’s get to the music room, yeah? Time for this bitch to get back home.” She proudly pointed at herself at the word ‘bitch’ before getting up and reaching out a hand towards Alex.

Intertwining their pinkies together, Alex and Violet made their way down to the basement where everyone else already was. A nervous flutter went through her stomach. She was going to have to say goodbye to this lot. The people she had come to love. The people that had become her best friends. Even more so than the people in her own universe.

“Hey guys,” Violet started, capturing everyone’s attention. They all looked at her with interest and solemn flickers in their eyes. Except Luke. He was scowling. She knew he hated her for having to leave. He hated her for lying to him. For keeping a secret. For making him fall in love with her and then disappearing. “Before I go… I just wanted to say thank you for making me feel at home here. Especially you girls, I know I said some things that I didn’t mean and that it wasn’t easy for you to believe me. So, thank you for making this adventure a little more bearable.”

“Thank you for giving us the best summer ever,” Julie replied before leaping up towards Violet and wrapping her up into a hug. Carrie and Flynn followed her example, throwing themselves into the group hug together.

Giggles filled the space while tears rolled down their faces. These girls had found a special place in Violet’s heart and she was going to miss them even though they were back home, too. It wouldn’t be the same.

Violet carefully pushed the girls off her, facing the boys now. “I just wanna say one thing to you boys: get a new management team. Stay true to yourself. Be yourself. Keep writing absolute tunes and travel the world. If I ever do get back here, make sure you’re on your world tour, yeah?”

The boys chuckled and even Luke let out a small huff.

“We’re gonna miss you, Vi,” Reggie stated and opened his arms for her to walk into. He wrapped her up into a hug, then took a step aside for Bobby and Alex to do the same. When they broke apart, the boys stepped aside and Luke appeared in front of her.

Her heart skipped a beat upon seeing him. He still looked angry. He didn’t even look at her. This wasn’t how she wanted to say goodbye to him. Not with him being mad at her.

“Luke,” she started softly. This was the other’s cue to move to the other side of the rehearsal space, just so the two could have some sort of privacy. “I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. I’m sorry for all the hurt I caused. I’m sorry for–” Luke swallowed her last words by pressing his lips to hers.

It was sudden and Violet wasn’t sure what was happening at first until his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. She melted into the kiss. She melted in his arms. She completely melted into him.

All the sexual tension, the jealousy, the daydreaming about him,... it all washed away with one kiss.

“I had to do this once more before you left,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to hers. “I know you can’t stay, but please, come back when you can?” he asked but his voice could barely carry. These were words just for Violet. No one else should be hearing them.

“I’ll try,” she whispered back and wiped the single tear off his cheek before it could fall.

There was so much more they wanted to say to one another, but no words could ever possibly describe it. So instead, Luke wrapped Violet up into a hug. Her arms snaked around his waist, her face buried in his neck as did his in hers. She inhaled his scent one last time. He pressed his lips in her neck to taste her one last time.

Soon enough, the others engulfed the couple into a group hug. All of them were crying. All of them felt the pain and sadness of a goodbye. This was the hardest goodbye they ever had to endure. Harder than saying goodbye to family before heading off on tour.

This was goodbye forever.

“Okay, let’s do this,” Violet whispered, disentangling herself from her friends.

Wiping at their eyes, everyone took their spot and their instruments. Violet guided them through the song a few times. Explaining the chords and notes. Explaining which verse was whose. All while her chest hurt and she felt like crying even more.

This was the last time they were ever going to sing together. The last song as a band. The last song ever. She didn’t want it to end, but as they went through verses and choruses, the end came nearer and nearer.

“I'll be the ears you talk to The doors you walk through The arms to hold on to You're save with me”

Violet felt a tingle in her toes. Would this be the feeling she felt before zapping back to her universe?

“Your hearts been stolen Eyes weren't open Trust is broken But I'll make you believe again Make you stronger So we'll live longer You've lost your faith in love But I'll make you believe again”

The boys slowed down with the instruments as Violet’s voice chimed through the amps. The girls quickly joined into a beautiful harmony that sent shivers down everyone’s spine.

“I'll give you the strength that you need to forget I'll be the last thing that you would regret Make you believe in love again”

The tingling feeling in her toes rose up to her legs, then her stomach to eventually nestle in her chest. It felt as though Violet was floating through the air and she had to shut her eyes. She was scared that if she kept them open, everything would disappear in front of her.

“Ah ah ah Ah ah ah I'll make you believe again”

“Oh oh oh Oh oh oh”

“I'll make you believe”

The tingle in her body disappeared and when Violet opened her eyes again, she wasn’t in Julie’s garage anymore. She was in a spacious room, surrounded by the people she knew best; Flynn, Julie, Carrie. Even the Sunset Curve boys were there. The actual Sunset Curve boys. She knew she was back. Luke wasn’t wearing his comfort flannel anymore and wore a sleeveless shirt instead with the orange beanie she had come to love.

“Oh oh oh Oh oh oh I'll make you believe again”

The confused looks on their faces told her they weren’t sure if it was really her or her parallel self. They exchanged glances with one another, trying to figure all of it out.

“Your hearts been stolen Eyes weren't open Trust is broken But I'll make you believe again Make you stronger So we'll live longer You've lost your faith in love But I'll make you believe again”

“Oh oh oh Oh oh oh I'll make you believe”

The boys quit playing their instruments, so it was just the girls’ voices that carried through the room. The four were facing each other and judging from the way Violet was looking at them with that proud, ‘I missed you’ smile on her face, they were pretty certain it was her.

“Ah ah ah Ah ah ah I'll make you believe again”

Violet lowered her microphone and panted from exhaustion. “Gosh, I’ve missed singing with you.”

“It’s really you?” Carrie asked. “Our Violet?”

“Yeah,” Violet whispered. “It’s me, it worked. It actually worked.” She was a little surprised herself.

“Welcome home, Violet,” said Alex from behind his drum kit.

Home. She was home.

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