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call-sign-shark · 1 year

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Heaven In Your Eyes || Masterlist

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x Reader!OC (Heaven Lavey Shelby)

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Fic Summary: He meets her at church one dreary night, guided by her singing. Her name? Heaven Lavey. White ivory hair, fair porcelain skin, and petite shape, this almost ethereal creature is Arthur's strict opposite. Yet, all it took was one dive into her heavenly eyes for him to be convinced God has sent His sweetest angel to save his bastard soul. The two lovebirds, obsessed with each other, are determined to live their love no matter people's judgments and no matter the dangers of a Peaky Blinder's life. They are together through the best and through the worst.

But behind her holy appearance and sweet facade, Heaven Lavey is dangerous. With rumors of witchcraft and murder, her shady past weighs on her shoulders. And if she is a blessing for Arthur Shelby, she will soon prove to be a curse for those who dare to stand in her and her husband's way. Even Thomas Shelby himself.

She is Arthur’s Angel, but don't get fooled by her doe eyes: for the rest of us, she is the White Devil.

And by extend, you are too.

Why? Because Heaven Lavey… It’s you.

TW: Major character death, explicit sexual content, canonical violence, graphic description of violence, blasphemy, witch trials and burning of innocent women, dependent relationship (if Arthur and Heaven are happy in their relationship, they are obsessed and possessive, which leads to bursts of violence and deifying from Arthur. By no means I am claiming their relationship is healthy, but it is what works for them)

ACT I.

♢ Ch. 1 || Heaven in Your Eyes

♢ Ch. 2 || Never Did, Never Dared

♢ Ch. 3 || Something Wicked This Way Comes 🔞

♢ Ch. 4 || Dead Bird at Witchin Hour

♢ Ch. 5 || The Hell in His Eyes

♢ Ch. 6 || The One They Should Have Burned

♢ Ch. 7 || Of Matches and Gasoline 🔞

♢ Ch. 8 || Tango on Broken Dreams

ACT II.

♢ Ch. 9 || For Whom the Bells Toll

♢ Ch. 10 || Closer to Heaven or Closer to Hell? 🔞

♢ Ch. 11 || When The Bridges Burn

♢ Ch. 12 || As They Always Did

♢ Ch. 13 || Cross My Heart and Hope to Die

♢ Ch. 14 || Pure As a Lamb 🔞

♢ Ch. 15 || Women Like Me in a Men's World

♢ Ch. 16 || Après Moi le Déluge ( c o m i n g . . .)

♢ Ch. 17 || ( Il Diàvulu Biancu)

♢ Ch. 18 ||

ACT III.

♢ Ch. 18 ||

♢ Ch. 19 ||

♢ Ch. 20 ||

♢ Ch. 21 ||

♢ Ch. 22 ||

♢ Ch. 23 ||

♢ Ch. 24 ||

♢ Ch. 25 ||

♢ The series can be longer.

Some events from the show are taken and obviously reworked. Yet, except for a few quotes and scenes, everything else is imagined by the author.

Related works - in chronological order-

♢ From Blood We Will Grow

♢ To Bark and Bite

♢ Kaiser Meeting Cyril (requested)

♢ A Bone to Pick With It (requested)

♢ Perfect Lines

♢ Savage Daughter

♢ A Slice of Us (Modern!HYE)

♢ Love Ritual (@zablife's celebration)

♢ The Woods Whisper 1, 2 (Halloween Horror)

♢Little Lamb 1, 2, 3 (Yandere!AU)

Moodboards and other content

♢ Playlist

♢ Moodboard Aesthetic

♢ Moodboard Chapter 6

♢Heaven In your Eyes Act II trailer

♢ Moodboard Chapter 12

♢ Heaven in your Eyes chapter 16 trailer

Looking for more? Check out Heaven's masterlist I and II.

Taglist: @adaydreamaway08 @theshelbyclan @jomarch-wannabe @esposadomd @zablife @woofgocows @anathemasworld @anastasia000 @kate654 @kxnnxy @babayaga67 @meowtastick @shelbyssins @sarai-ibn-la-ahad @bluevenus19 @raincoffeeandfandoms @kishie8 @zablife @alexandra-001 @dearshelby @alexizodd @helen06dreamer @kmc1989 @emotionalcadaver @peakyswritings @peakyltd @chaosinkest1996 @vanhelsingsbigtoe @cherubswhispers @he6rtshaker @bemyqueenofdarkness @cljordan-imperium @cjarbo @red-riding-wood @rysko

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joelletwo · 4 months

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i think included in natori's 20 layers of seemingly conflicting identities and characterizations we have to also contend with him throwing books on the ground and blair witchin' it in corners. namely im thinking in matonato matoba can't have the monopoly on being strange and offputting like is my/our usual impulse <- said SO lovingly

#natori should have some behaviors that irritate and confuse and weird him out kjshfdgjfasdf or endear him i guess #exe

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pluttskutt · 10 months

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🔮 Förtrollade Omständigheter // Witches be Witchin' 🔮 Fantasy • Adventure

Main Characters:

Birke is the biggest land in the world up in the North. Invaders have tried ambushing them from the South, only to find themselves in troll lands with no way through. They then tried the sea, only for their sailors to be lured to the depths by sirens, and their ships be sunken by an enormous serpent residing below the surface.

When our characters find an egg that doesn't belong in their land, these are the dangers they must face on their quest to return the egg where it belongs.

"Förtrollade Omständigheter" is the second novel in my series. In this adventure, inspired by the joy of playing D&D for the first time, we meet new characters and follow their journey.

It may seem this novel has nothing to do with the previous one or the one that comes after, but keep this in mind when eyeing my series: Everything is connected.

"Förtrollade Omständigheter" is on the 1st draft, awaiting its turn for revision.

#wip introduction #fantasy writer #am writing #wip intro #wip: witches be witching #ninnis fantasy series

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feral-space-faerie · 6 days

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Happy 4/20 once again my lovelies! I'm making gummis for the holiday this year - gotta start loving my lungs more and all that!

I'm using tincture one of my partners' made, we need more so I put some in to double boil and the rest is in a cozy jar so we can make more in our massive dedicated tincture jar. They're gonna be cherry limeade and passion fruit favored and we extract from primarily hybrid strains so if you use these for witchin' they're super versatile 🌿✨️

#420 witch #happy 420 #weed magic #weed witch #cannabis magic #cannabis witch #cannabis #witchblr #weedblr #cannablr #personal #witchcraft #witch #420 magic

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erros429 · 11 months

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most brutal death in RWBY is obviously summer rose. nobody has found the body for the past 15 years and it was so bad it made raven "bandit queen, went to beacon to learn how to kill huntsmen" branwen shake in her boots. that scene where salem said it was witchin time and then witched everywhere and murdered my emo divorced sapphic top was so traumatizing (this is sarcasm. summer we know you're out there. summer we'd like to contact you about your scroll's extended warranty. summer we WILL keep sending people until you pay your taxes even if you "don't care.")

BFJSHDJAHDJAHDJA IM CRACKING UP

summer, idk how many yo mama jokes ruby can handle anymore, you have GOT to come back

#rwby #summer rose #asks #alullinchaos

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phoebesbridgers · 3 months

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the witchin’……of your hour…….the drugs that……you devour…….the pain you when you were a kid (like we always did)

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buggywiththefolkmagic · 1 year

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An Introduction

Hello there! Let me introduce myself, I'm Buggy! 30s-ish. I'm been practicing folk magic, most commonly called granny work, hexer work, or just plain Appalachian Folk Magic for roughly 6-ish years, and have been a practicing Kemetic Pagan for roughly 11 years. I was raised in folk magic but like a lot of kids I began to avoid it due to the stigmas attached. It was poor people stuff, it was just stupid superstitions, respectable people don't do that, etc, etc. I was raised somewhere between upper poor and very low middle class for the area I'm in, my great grands didn't get an indoor toilet until I was about 6 or so. But having said that: I live in Tennessee on the remains of my family's still active farm. We do beef cattle and personal amounts of chickens. Some gardening too, about an acre's worth.

Now what you need to know about me and my practice: I am aro/ace, and I work for a no-name insurance agency. That's it. That's all I've got for a personal life besides my precious cat, Biggie. I super enjoy folklore, queer studies, Appalachian Studies, video games, and TTRPGs. My Practice...I completely separate my religion from my work. Those are two very big different things, no working with deities here! I have in the past, but that and high magic wasn't my thing. I work with my ancestors and a select few animal spirits. I do use the Bible in my craft, if religious overtones upsets you this won't be a good blog for you I'm afraid.

I haven't quite 'earned' any titles from my community, but I am currently learning water witchin' from a beloved neighbor.

Now for the important stuff: No TERFs, SWERFs, racists, closed practice thieves, or ignorance will be tolerated here. If that's you go on and git. I won't entertain you. If you think all mountain people are inbred hicks I also won't tolerate you. Git on with your life elsewhere.

My askbox will almost always be open, I will however not tolerate trauma dumping. I am not paid for that extra stress-load, please find a resource that is.

Now that we've had a chat, welcome into the porch. Sit down for a spell and let's spin some yarn. (That means chatter by the by.)

#intro #about me

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maimalvasi · 1 year

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𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧?? 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 💙💚 𝐁𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲? 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲! 🎃👻👨‍🚀👽🎊 . We hope y'all enjoy our piece to celebrate this witchin' day, folks! Make sure to follow us for more SP High content, and don't forget to take a read in one of our Halloween chapters! We'll be linking them all in our stories 😉 but you can also enter in the holiday vibe by clicking in the link in our bio! This art was inspired by Tweek and Craig scene in our 2nd Halloween Special "𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕪 𝕃𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤" (S05EP11), avaliable on Wattpad! 💙💚❤️🧡 #southpark #southparkhigh #southparkhighau #southparkau #spau #southparkfanart #southparkfanfic #spfandom #southparkfandom #spcreek #lgbt #tweekxcraig #craigxtweek #southparkcreek #tweektweak #sptweek #craigtucker #spcraig #digitalart #stanmarsh #kylebroflovski #ericcartman #kennymccormick #buttersstotch #halloween #halloweencostume #happyhalloween #halloweenspecial #spaceman #alien (em South Park (Park County, Colorado)) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkZf6Xpp9Sm/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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voxxyboxxy · 1 year

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Practicing in Secret

Table of Contents

I.Introduction

II.Practicing in Secret

not so Subtly

III.Personal Findings

Introduction

Theres a lot of reasons why someone may practice in secret. Whether it be for personal safety, on the other hand nd of just personal preference, or anything in between. You may find yourself now in a place where you need to/prefer to practice your path in a more secretive manner, or a more private matter. This post is going to detail many things that you can do to keep that secretive practice, while still doing many things that “aren’t so secret” in a way.

To elaborate, there’s a lot of things we do in the day that no one would question. It would just “be.” I mean, how often do you see a random person wearing a ring and go “That’s so peculiar Im going to ask them why they chose to wear jewelry!” Or see someone getting ready to eat and question why they’re eating? The chances are not many, unless it’s a specifically odd circumstance. (I mean, I would also wonder why someone was eating a five course meal in a back alley Lady and the Tramp style.)

So what are ways to practice in secret that aren’t really all that secret? Why would someone need to? How did es one go about it?

Practicing in Secret not so Subtly

So I already mentioned a few things, very briefly. Let’s dive into some wider and more detailed possibilities. We’ll start with the example: Eating.

Food is fuel. Whether you’re at work, home, school, etc, not many will question your choice to have breakfast, lunch, or dinner. But how does food play a role into your practice like this, and how does eating on your lunch break count as “secret?” There’s many ways to include these meals, even if public, with your practice. First one being Kitchen Witchin. Spices, Herbs, blends of all kinds have properties that you can bank on. And no one will think it’s witchcraft, they will simply thing you know your way around a seasoning bottle.

Then if you’re more on the religious side, there’s always dedicating a meal to an entity, or even possibly making food as an offering-but intended for your consumption. This one is a little different than the normal, but essentially making foods you know the entity enjoys, and “sharing” the meal. Leaving the last bite or so is another common practice.

Jewelry is another common everyday item that can be heavily related to our paths. For example, I wear rings often, and dedicate certain pieces to specific entities I work with. This can be an option even if the jewelry isn’t related to that entity in any outwardly manner! For example, Lord Mammon is linked to garnet, any garnet piece could be related to him, even if there is no outward sigil or sign it’s for him. No one questions when I wear rings, as I always have. I always tell people I fidget a lot and rings help me do so.

Another option for secret practice is art magic. I mean, who questions the real meaning behind art often? Usually if someone asks why you painted Aphrodite “I really like Ancient Greek statues!” Or if you painted something as a spell, no one is going to question a pumpkin painted around Halloween. Plus who doesn’t love to practice their skill? So when your cranking out drawings people will usually just assume you love to doodle, not that you’re some nefarious witch with a penchant for sacrificing children.

Personal Findings

So, I’ve listed a few items here, but there are so many more and so many that may be unique to you. I do things magic with makeup I wear, jewelry I wear, good I cook. It can be completely unique to you. You may find that practicing in secret is much easier than you ever imagined when you learn to put it in your own hands! These are so few in the grand scheme of how many options there are. And hopefully, this helps you feel like you have more wiggle room in your practice than you may of had before.

While I can talk about things I do and things I’ve seen others do, ultimately, you’ll be the best source on what does and doesn’t work for you!

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thelastspeecher · 2 years

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sorry abt taking forever to request this (life has got me by the scruff of my neck like a kitten) but could I request super tailor au stute fluff? that or the night where Lute discovers that stan is a villain?

As a frame of reference for folks - on the Discord a bit ago we developed a new super AU that we dubbed the Super Tailor AU because it prominently featured Lute McGucket as a tailor with the superpower to control fabric and clothing, and he winds up working as a tailor, particularly for superheroes. Stan eventually becomes an employee of Lute's and they start a romantic relationship, but there's a slight problem: Stan's been a villain this whole time.

Hope you like it, nour!

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Lute was awoken by a loud clutter from the kitchen. He opened his eyes, but opted to remain in bed until he heard something else. After all, it could just be the cat knocking things over again.

“Fucking…shit…” Stan’s voice sounded faintly. Lute groaned and sat up. He threw his legs over the edge of the bed.

Lord above, I love the man, but he’s awful fond of testin’ that love, ain’t he? Wanderin’ home drunk at the witchin’ hour… Lute’s phone, resting on the bedside table, buzzed. He picked it up. It was a text from Angie.

I know you’re probably asleep, but wait’ll you see what Dan managed to do tonight! He just got home and couldn’t stop bragging about how he gave Fleshmender what for. The morning news is going to have a field day. Lute sent back a thumbs up emoji, then got up and exited the bedroom. His vision wasn’t great in the dark, but he knew his house well. Even if he didn’t, he just needed to follow the sounds of Stan bumping into things and swearing. At the kitchen, he turned on the light. His jaw dropped. Stan was partially dressed, but that wasn’t what shocked him. No, what shocked him were the wounds on Stan’s body, the bruises on his face, and the costume he was in the process of taking off.

“Uh…” Stan let go of his costume to hold his hands up plaintively. “I can explain.”

“Yer…yer a mask?” Lute croaked.

“…Surprise?”

“I’d- I’m tempted to bring up how ya told me you’ve never considered bein’ a hero, but I know that costume. That ain’t a hero’s costume.” Lute pinched the bridge of his nose. “Finish takin’ it off and sit at the table.”

“Wh- where are you going?” Stan asked. His words slurred slightly. Lute winced.

Sure hope he don’t have a concussion.

“I’m grabbin’ the first aid kit.”

“Oh. Good- good idea,” Stan mumbled. Lute exited the kitchen and made a beeline for the bathroom, his mind racing.

Why didn’t I catch on to it sooner? Without actually seein’ him standin’ in his costume in the kitchen? Of course he’s Fleshmender! Lute entered the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit underneath the sink. Healin’ ain’t a common power. How did I not connect the dots when I saw a villain with Stan’s power and body type throwin’ down with my sister and her team?

When Lute came back to the kitchen, Stan was sitting at the table in only his boxers. He watched Stan place a hand over a particularly large cut on his arm and close his eyes. Lute waited for the shimmering light that accompanied Stan’s healing ability, but nothing happened.

“Dammit,” Stan muttered. Lute walked over to the table and sat next to his boyfriend.

“I’ve never seen ya fail to heal yourself,” Lute remarked, opening up the first aid kit.

“Happens when I use it too much,” Stan said with a shrug. To Lute’s relief, he wasn’t slurring anymore. “Gotta recharge or whatever, y’know?”

No, I don’t. Ya don’t talk ‘bout the mechanics behind yer power much. We’ve been datin’ fer ages and ya still keep so much from me.

“Well, I can at least patch ya up so’s ya stop bleedin’ all over the kitchen until yer charged enough to heal,” Lute said briskly, deciding to be as businesslike as possible to keep his mind from racing. “Hold out yer arm.” Stan did as he was told. Lute got to work dabbing the cuts with disinfectant. Stan let out a hiss. “Somethin’ wrong?”

“Is that supposed to hurt? What even is that?” Stan asked. Lute stared at him.

“It’s- it’s hydrogen peroxide. And yeah, it’s s’pposed to hurt.”

“Why?”

“Well, puttin’ things on open wounds usually hurts.” Lute set down the cotton ball to frown at his boyfriend. “Ya don’t know this?”

“I haven’t run out of enough juice to heal myself since I was a teenager,” Stan replied. “And since my power showed up, I’ve made sure I take care of cuts first. Bruises can wait, bleeding can’t.”

“When did yer power manifest?”

“Ten.”

“Yer almost thirty.”

“And?”

“You haven’t had a cut what didn’t heal right away in two decades?”

“Yeah.”

“Lord above,” Lute mumbled. He began to bandage the largest of Stan’s cuts. “I’d ask what exactly happened to put ya in a state where ya ‘ran out of juice’ just to heal yourself up this much, but I already know.”

“You do?”

“Got a text from Angie sayin’ her husband beat the tar out of Fleshmender.” Lute glanced over at the costume laying on the floor. “I might not be a mask like m’ sister, but I can recognize the outfit of one of her enemies.”

“…Great,” Stan mumbled. He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Look, Lute-”

“Why didn’t ya tell me?” Lute interrupted.

“Why do you think, Gucket? You literally make costumes for heroes! Your twin sister and her husband are heroes! You’re so wrapped up in the hero world, I-” Stan looked away. “I knew you’d break up with me the second you found out I fight for the baddies.”

“Now, ya can’t know somethin’ like that fer sure,” Lute scolded. Stan looked back at him. “Ya never know fer a fact how someone will respond to somethin’, no matter how well ya know ‘em.” Lute gently patted Stan’s arm. “Yer other one now.” Stan silently held out his other arm for Lute to treat.

“Are you gonna turn me in?” Stan asked softly. Lute shook his head. “Really?”

“Stanley, we’ll need to have a lot of conversations ‘bout this to figure out where we go from here,” Lute said tiredly. “In the mornin’, of course.”

“Yeah.” Stan warily watched Lute. “You’re waiting until after we talk to call the cops, then?”

“No. I ain’t a snitch. Worst thing I can see resultin’ from our chats is us breakin’ up.” Lute’s heart skipped a beat at the thought. He heard Stan’s breath hitch in his throat and knew they both didn’t want that to happen. “Best thing is that ya quit bein’ a mask or even join Angie’s hero team.”

“Not in a million years,” Stan said under his breath.

“I figure what’ll happen is somethin’ in the middle. I don’t know fer sure, but that’s my prediction.”

“Why are you being so damn calm?” Stan suddenly burst out. Lute paused. “You just found out I’m the same criminal that broke your twin sister’s nose last month!”

“And when she came over fer me to repair her costume, ya healed it up fer her without her even askin’.”

“All the girlfriends and boyfriends I’ve had before, their families hated me. Yours actually likes me. Sue me for wanting to keep it going.”

“Sure, that’s the only reason ya did it,” Lute said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “Couldn’t have anything to do with ya actually likin’ her.” He resumed tending to Stan’s wounds. “To be honest, I’m not freakin’ out ‘cause it’s two in the mornin’. Nothin’ good happens after two in the mornin’, so my goal is to get back to bed as soon as possible ‘fore I do somethin’ I regret. And…” Lute sighed. “Stanley, I love ya. I ain’t goin’ to lose my shit on ya when yer injured like this. Ain’t right to kick someone while they’re down.”

“I guess…”

“Until we have our conversations and come to a decision together, though, I’ll request that ya stay away from my sister, her husband, and their daughter,” Lute said tartly. “And ya can’t work on hero costumes in the shop.”

“That’s fair.”

“And yer sleepin’ on the couch. Sorry.”

“Honestly, when you showed up I thought I would be spending the night on the street. I’ve got no problem taking the couch.”

“Good.” Lute gathered the debris from the various items in the first aid kit and tossed it into the trash. He picked the kit up. “Ya can go sleep now. I’ll speak with ya in the mornin’.” A pained look that had nothing to do with his injuries flashed across Stan’s face. Lute knew just why. They always kissed before bed.

But I can’t kiss him. Not now. Lute left the kitchen, Stan still staring after him. He dropped off the first aid kit in the bathroom and went back to the bedroom. As he sat on the bed, his phone buzzed again. He picked it up. It was another text from Angie.

You and Stan can still babysit Wendy today, right? Lute’s chest ached. He adored spending time with his niece, as did Stan. The feeling was mutual; Wendy said constantly that Stan and Lute were her favorite uncles. He replied with a heavy heart.

No, sorry, something came up. The response came back quickly.

Oh. OK. I can ask someone else, then. Another text made Lute’s phone squirm in his hands. What are you doing up so late? Go to bed! Lute managed a weak smile.

Only if you go to bed, too.

Ugh. Fine. Night.

Night.

Lute set his phone back on the bedside table and laid down, staring up at the ceiling in the darkness. Falling asleep without the white noise from Stan’s snoring was hard enough. Falling asleep, knowing Stan was snoring in a whole other room, was somehow worse.

Lute closed his eyes, but as he’d worried, sleep came slowly.

#Stute AUs are always fun but then it leaves me the task of deciding what to do with Angie lmao #(I think I was able to showcase what Angie's up to in this AU tho)#and yes! everyone has different powers than usual for my super AUs!#Superhero AU #Stute #Lute McGucket #Stanley Pines #my writing #ask #nour386

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