you've been invited to the harbingers'... tea party?! perhaps they grew bored of the feasts. won't you join them, dear? they've been waiting quite a while for you...
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what if fragile reader sohreh and zandik were all friends and then she dies and Reader is obviously upset but even more upset when people begin to accuse their sweet Zandik of being responsible meanwhile he's also grieving his only friend (outside of fragile reader ofc) and it's just a mess of them comforting each other and promising to get through it 😭 😭
The days following Sohreh's death should have been different. Maybe things should have been shaken up a bit. Maybe there should have been tears. Maybe there should have been some comforting. You knew you were feeling grief at your friend's death. Zandik, on the other hand, seemed to be acting like everything was normal and nothing had happened, despite also being rather close to her. Whenever you gently tried to bring up the topic, he brushed you off and said he was fine. Zandik just continued to work, to study, absorbing himself in his research and ignoring the whispers of others at the Akademiya when he went out.
You wondered if this was his way of dealing with this. You knew he was accustomed to bottling such feelings up. Did he know how to mourn? Did he even have anyone worth mourning before this? From the bits and pieces you had of his childhood, he thought himself to have lost his compassion so long ago. So was this the first time he truly felt a sense of loss? You weren't sure what to do.
"... Zandik?" One night, you blinked the sleepiness out of your eyes when the light hit you, knowing that the figure in front of you was supposed to be sleeping next to you instead of working. He sat at his desk, the small lamp illuminating the surface as he buried himself in his notes.
"... Go back to sleep." The scholar paused momentarily when he heard your voice before shuffling with his papers. Naturally, that didn't stop you from climbing out of bed to stand by his side.
"You come back, Zandik. We both need rest." You gently wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning in closer to peer at his red eyes, but he ignored your gaze until your hand clamped down on the one that was holding his pen. No matter what he said or did, you knew that Zandik had to be exhausted and hurting somewhere.
"I'm not tired." Zandik struggled out of your grip, but knew you weren't going anywhere from the way your hands stroked his shoulders silently and your face nuzzled into his hair. "You heard what they're saying, haven't you?" With a resigned sigh, he spoke again, although much quieter than before, and you stiffened against him.
"They're just... talking. It'll pass over soon," you weakly said, but both of you knew that regardless of what happened, gossip about him being an outcast was far different than him being a potential murderer. Although the case was still ongoing and kept relatively secret, it hadn't stopped all sorts of comments and suspicions toward your partner. "I... I know you didn't do it," you murmured while Zandik let out a bitter laugh at your words.
"The Sages don't seem to share your sentiment. They have been wary of me for a long time. Perhaps this is just what they've been waiting for." Zandik stared at the scribbles of words he had always been so intrigued by, but his eyes were glazed over. Your heart ached painfully at the look on his face. No one would ever believe that he viewed Sohreh as a friend. Nothing you could say would make things better. You lowered your gaze, a few moments passing by before Zandik rested his head on your arm with a thud, bringing your attention back to him.
"She was annoying at first," he began as his hair tickled your arm, and you realized he was finally talking about Sohreh. "We had nothing in common." Tears were beginning to stain your arms as they wet his cheeks.
"... I know." You blinked back your own tears as you stroked the top of his head.
"But she... was different. She was far more open-minded than I anticipated. Her views were interesting. She was... enjoyable company, compared to some of the others around here."
"I know," you repeated softly. You cradled his face to rest on your chest instead as you hugged him. "I'm here with you. I always will be."
Zandik had gone quiet. That was the most he'd say, for now at least. The only thing he did was reciprocate your embrace and hold you fiercely tight, as if refusing for his beloved to slip away from his grasp as well.
Been thinking about Dottore and the segments being able to be a bit more rougher with fragile reader...
Naturally, due to your illness, your body probably can't handle anything too strenuous or rough treatment, you need to be treated with special care. Which is obviously a tall order, especially for the younger segments. The only time gentle comes into their body is when someone needs to be very carefully dissected. But they also do not want Prime to lecture them for putting a single scratch on you. So they kind of have to grow into the role bit by bit, but it gets easier when you initiate first. They'll just attempt to copy your movements. But an awkwardly placed hand on you somewhere is commonplace in the beginning.
But my point is Reader reaching a point where it's okay to no longer treat them too much like glass. Of course, precautions must still be made, but it's still a wonderful feeling. You can playfully punch a segment and get a little push back. Perhaps the segments can also leave you some tasks and duties that they no longer have to watch over you for. Perhaps helping him with his research. Perhaps playfully starting a pillow fight but then getting knocked out cold accidentally by Webttore. I don't know. I think they'd start teasing you a lot more once you've reached this stage.
HOW DO YOU THINK DOTTORE AND HIS CLONES WOULD REACT TO TEASING??? Especially something they did in the Akademiya or something that portrays him as soft? Maybe tease the reader back or attempt to change the subject saying that it “never happened.”
Alpha is just the easiest target much to his dismay. Being quite young and still not as composed as his older selves, his reactions are bound to be the most amusing - and at least you'll actually get one - the older segments would never get that worked up over a few playful words. He gets a bit annoyed with himself that he can't help but get riled up by your words, which is why he always initially tries to brush it off, but your cackling always makes the conversation go on for longer than necessary. Poor thing can only continue to protest because he can't out-tease you.
Zandy is only subject to lighthearted teasing. Poking fun at him will result in some giggles and he'll try to counter back in the same carefree tone.
Beta is sort of a mixed bag. You could have him directing the teasing right back to you, have him staring blankly to decipher your intentions, or flustered and grumpy at his agents for the rest of the day... it's always interesting with him!
Trying to tease Omega will only end in a sweet defeat for you - it's as if he already knows what's about to fly out of your mouth every time from how prepared he is to respond. And yet, he never tries to stop or deter you, he simply hears you out with a smile before turning the tables on you. If you truly want to tease him, you'll get to get more physical - that red eye gem of his seems to be quite sensitive...
Prime Dottore will, most of the time, not take your teasing seriously. His responses would pretty much be cut and dry, killing the fun (meanie!!) or if he's in the mood, he'll just skillfully make it so you're in hot water instead with a smirk at your stammering.
"Don't tell me you carry around candy in your pockets!" (Said once you were a bit down, words were failing him, and he thought a sweet could help instead.)
what if... gn! reader finds out dottore has a sensitive spot... like yk how sometimes people have a spot on their waist where if you poke them there a little they jump and yelp... this might be a little too silly for dottie but idc i need someone to know this idea exists.
reader finds out about this because they have a very similar kind of sensitive spot which dottore just kinda finds out exists on accident, and ever since then he and the segments start teasing reader about it, poking them there and then teasing them and saying how amusing their reaction is.
but one day, reader gets a little fed up with it and decides to get him back and poke one of the segments on the side too, mostly on impulse (it wasnt even the younger ones lmao) and they dont think anything will happen, but to their surprise he lets out a little high pitched noise and jumps in place, turning around to them with a scowl that quickly turns into a blush barely hidden by his mask... and now the tables have turned as they use this new information to tease the original and every other clone. dottore/the segments cant even do it back anymore because every time he thinks of it, he remembers what reader did, and a blush creeps up on his face again
You always hated how your lover seemed to have no weak points. Tickles? Either Dottore wouldn't even spare a glance at you, or if he was particularly fed up, he'd turn back to you with a devious smirk and set his fingers to work on you. Squeezing and pulling some random places? No reaction. Punching? Your own fist would hurt you more than it hurt him. Technically, it was probably in character for him not to be sensitive to anything, but you refused to believe that to be true. You'd find something.
After all, you had to get revenge on him and the segments for thinking they could poke you around all willy-nilly. When you're grumpy? Poke. When you're minding your own business? Poke. Even when you're happy! Poke. Your gasp and squeal at your sensitive spot melt all previous tension in the room as the other segments chuckle. They were so cruel! Taking advantage of your weakness for a quick laugh... hmph.
Of course, it was only a matter of time before your patience paid off, even if it was unintentional. Most of the time, your quips at the teasing segment only served to embarrass yourself more. But when you finally poke this Dottore in some random spot, he lets out a very un-Dottore-like yelp that makes even you flinch, and to make things worse, the vial in his hand cracks and starts dripping down from your sudden jab. For a split second, the segment has to process that really just did happen, in front of you no less, the one who already knows all his secrets and will now add this damning one to your collection. The poor guy turns on you instantly, but he literally cannot do anything because you're laughing too much at that ungodly noise and blushing cheeks. Let's just say, for once, you're the one hunting down Dottore. He is not safe.
A part of you is overjoyed by this little discovery, but another part of you is disappointed in yourself for not finding this out until now. You need to step up your game. What secret of Dottore's will you discover next?
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i'm not really into poly relationships myself but i love the idea of dottore being kind of the third in pantalone's relationship. like he's just there. it's you and feofan and the weird little hehehoho guy who's keeping your husband alive through a suspicious concoction! <3
it's even better if pantalone's s/o actually has things in common with dottore as well. not necessarily overlap in his field of "study", but someone who understands enough about research to discuss his experiments and offer some insights of their own. i think that would earn you zandik's respect and he'd start seeing you as an equal rather than just an extension of pantalone lol. not to mention, seeing you accepting and loving pantalone with all of his sins and flaws...he wants that too! even if not romantically. he'd also show you his failed experiments thinking you'd find them cute (he shows you his lizard and foxttore and the dottolings and you have to convince him to keep them around)
also ever since i've seen that cutscene of dottore playing the piano i cannot stop thinking of a scenario where he plays a piece for pantalone and his partner to dance to. it's such a calming and domestic scene: dottore is content playing for the only two people in the world who accept him as he is, while dancing helps pantalone relieve stress so he doesn't go for a smoke <3 i love my evil husband and his evil husband so much!!!! <3
When Dottore found out Pantalone had taken a serious partner, he wasn't exactly sure how to feel or what to do besides being surprised. They were both closed-off men, having their own grand walls that were hard to pierce due to built-up mistrust of others. And yet somehow Pantalone was willingly letting someone into those walls, and he hadn't even realized. Dottore had seen the banker get somewhat familiar with others in the past, but it was only casual, nothing serious, so for him to take a spouse made him pause.
"Are you interested in them, Dottore?" Pantalone smiled as he gazed at his co-worker's unreadable expression.
"... I only wonder what sort of person has managed to compel you so much. Are you sure there's no ulterior motive to this relationship?" The scholar's words only made Pantalone smile some more.
"Perhaps you should come visit. I think you'll become rather fond of them." Pantalone only extended an invitation while Dottore scoffed at the notion. But he ended up going anyway.
--
The Doctor had unintentionally come across you while on his way to Regrator's office. It was the first meeting, but both of you seemed to recognize each other immediately anyway. You were bathed in the Ninth's luxury, dressed in simple yet fine garments, with tea and sweets on the table in the spacious room.
"What should I call you? My Lord? Lord Dottore? Doctor?" Though you called him with respect, he could sense a hint of amusement in your voice, like you were testing him somehow.
"Just 'Dottore' is fine. And you're [Name], I assume?" Although he didn't particularly want to carry on a conversation, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't even a bit intrigued. Or maybe it was because Pantalone would end up saying something to him if he brushed you off so easily.
"That's right. I'm glad Feofan has spoken about me. He's told me a bit about you too, Dottore." You smiled at him while he only nodded, and you could tell this wasn't exactly his ideal place to be. "Well then, he's waiting for you. Hopefully, we can meet again." You picked up your book again, and he was about to leave before he noticed what exactly you were reading, which made him linger.
"That's... an interesting read you have there." Dottore couldn't help but speak once he caught sight of your literature. That made you perk up and smile at him again.
"I guess I should have expected you to recognize it."
"Well, there are not many people out there who would blaspheme against the gods with no fear of repercussion, much less write about it." He suddenly became talkative as if you'd unlocked something in him. It was then that you shut the book and gestured to the empty seat near you. Despite his words, he hesitated at the offer until you started plating a few sweets for him.
"Feofan says you like these. Come, I can't eat all by myself." Dottore quietly sat at your insistence, watching as you cradled your cheek in your palm while you observed him. "You seem a bit surprised, I think."
"I simply didn't expect you to be drawn to such material."
"Considering you're keeping Feofan alive with methods I'm sure are... questionable, it should be no surprise I am familiar with such things. And that's not including the other things you and Feofan are trying to do." You just shrugged your shoulders, and that's when Dottore realized you knew more than he initially thought. But more importantly, that's when he knew you and Pantalone were kindred minds, and if that was true, then you and Dottore were also-
"You know, I'm certainly no Feofan, and I'm surely not you either. But perhaps that's for the best. Maybe I can offer you something different. A different sort of discussion, a different voice." Your offer brought him back to reality. You were offering to talk to him, to debate agreed-upon or disagreed-upon ideas, the same as he did with Pantalone.
"Hmm." A smile quirked up on Dottore's lips. "Then do not disappoint me, [Name]."
"Back at you... Dottore."
--
Unfortunately, Pantalone was right. Dottore had become fond of you. He liked listening to you. Soon, your presence became commonplace at meetings and such, and he had grown accustomed, even pleased, to you being at Pantalone's side. Even someone like him could see how much you adored his fellow Harbinger, fussing over him, even convincing him not to smoke in a particular moment - that especially impressed Dottore. Another pair of eyes watching over him regarding his health was quite useful. And Feofan was equally as enamored by you - Dottore could see it oh so easily after knowing him for ages. He liked that.
And then he started inviting you over to his lab.
"Do you like them?" Dottore kept repeating that question every time he showed you something different, as if he were looking for your approval. First, it was a lizard that he said was very important. Then, it was a strange blue creature that hissed at you before calming down when you gave him treats. Soon, black fluff balls hopped around you with excitement and climbed up your legs.
"They are rather cute. Can we keep them? I think Feofan likes them too." Dottore clicked his tongue at that. He had a few too many memories of his creations choosing the banker over him. And now it was the same for you, but he didn't mind much anymore.
--
"Does he really always do this?" You questioned your husband as Dottore's fingers glided across the piano's keys.
"Every time," Pantalone affirmed as his fingers intertwined with yours. "He always insists on playing when we meet like this."
"Well, I quite like it. You play very well, Zandik. We should do this more often, if this is the case," you praised him as Pantalone twirled you around in time to the music.
"I'm glad at least one of you appreciates my efforts," Dottore chuckled as he eyed the two of you dancing.
"I never said I didn't, Zandik." Pantalone lightly defended himself as he pulled you closer. There was no need for words outside of some teasing, as all three of you basked in the moment together with shared fondness for each other.
Dottore was born an outcast long ago, lurking in the shadows as a heretic with no one to accept him. But now, if he had to put it into words, although a part of him wouldn't admit it - he only truly ever felt content with the two of you.
Hello! I hope you’re doing well! I was listening to Dottie’s theme from the latest cutscene, and suddenly something came to mind, imagine a fragile reader feeling stressed because they’re overwhelmed by their illness and other things, and he’s playing the piano to help them relax? 😭 It just randomly popped into my head and it felt so sweet.
I also drew the 25 years old segment! He looks really cool 😋
AHHHHH THANK YOU FOR SHOWING ME I LOVE IT!! 🥺💕💕 I LOVE HIS LIL GAZE AND THE WAY HE LOOKS AT US he's just a babby 🥺❤️
AND YES I DEFINITELY BELIEVE DOTTORE PLAYS THE PIANO FOR READER!! I think he uses it as a way to convey things he has trouble expressing, from an apology or to show his love for reader, and then of course helping them relax 🥺 I think he would like it when they sit next to him too and watch him, and then fall asleep on his shoulder 🥺 aww... so cute... so cute... he's so romantic... being Dottore's muse for his music... it's canon.
Omg, I got mistaken with the author it’s @oga914 so so sorry
45 and 8 art
AHHANWQKNW?!?>NWIWE I AM GOING TO START CRYING THAT IS ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE???!! THE WAY THEY BOTH LOOK SO CASUAL ABOUT IT AND 8 REACHING TO STEAL SOME SWEETS WHILE 45 HIDES HIM??? TEARS IN MY EYES IMAGINING 8 HAVING TO CHEW SLOWLY SO NO ONE HEARS HIM OR 45 DRINKS LOUDLY TO COVER 8'S NOISES 😭😭 DEWKDNWDWI THEY ARE A FAMILYYYYY MY HEAD IS IN MY HANDSSS... keeping 8 warm and toasty and enriched... 🥺
I saw some fanart of 8 being tucked under 45's big coat like a baby bird 😭 now I can't stop thinking of the younger segments (especially 8) using 45's Harbinger coat as a hiding spot
45 AS A DAD FOR 18 AND 8 RAAAHHHH
Among Dottore's Segments, Forty-Five and Eight were a pair you saw together more often than you expected, the little boy wandering after the older man from time to time, with the latter accepting it, and perhaps even liking it. Forty-Five had been sweet to you from the beginning, but now that the child had grown fond of you after you gained his trust, you had been invited to join their little group.
"Ah, there you are. Eight here was starting to get a bit antsy waiting for you," Forty-Five hummed in approval when he saw you arrive at the meeting spot. "And I, too, was left aching for your presence," he teasingly clicked his tongue in false hurt and shook his head, always being the one to poke fun at you for entertainment. But it always made you laugh.
"Oh, I'm sure you did." You rolled your eyes, and Forty-Five positively giggled. "But... where exactly is Eight?" Most of the areas in the lab were open and big, but the other Segment was nowhere to be seen. And then Forty-Five's smile quirked up even more, and you knew he was going to pull you into one of his games.
"But he's right here, darling. Isn't that right, Eight?" The Segment called out to the younger one. "No need to keep them in suspense any longer. You're missing the amusing expression on their face." And then, after a few moments, something shifted inside of Forty-Five's coat near his legs. Then fluffs of blue hair peeked out from the opening, with red eyes following shortly after, Eight's tiny hand gripping the cloth and eyeing you. You were a bit speechless. Forty-Five's coat swallowed him from his shoulders to his feet, leaving most of his body unseen, so you hadn't realized that little Eight could, or would, just... hide in there.
"You're here," the child Segment seemed quite happy despite his usual demeanor. "We have a lot of things to do." You couldn't help but smile at his cuteness, but you had to ask...
"Do you... usually do that?" You gestured to him inside the older Segment's coat. Eight shrugged his shoulders while Forty-Five only continued to smile.
"It's quiet here. No one bothers me because they can't find me, and I can write in my notebook without anyone saying anything." It was honestly adorable that Forty-Five was helping him hide from the others.
"It is rather funny to see Eighteen get irritated when he fails to find you, hm?" Even Eight smiled at Forty-Five's words, and both of them laughed. But also... being wrapped inside Forty-Five's fluffy coat did look comfy. "Why don't you come and join us, dearest? I do have room for one more." As if he had read your mind, Forty-Five spoke, opening his coat a bit for you to slip in, and you did so immediately, before closing it again.
"Well... it seems I don't fit as well as Eight does," you laughed, as you were not as tiny as the child, so your body could not be as well hidden.
"It's not a problem. Is it, Eight?" The child shook his head. "Come now. Let us go."
"W-Wait! Like this?!" Forty-Five began walking with both of you tucked inside his coat. It was then that you learned that Eight had mastered the art of walking in time with Forty-Five's steps inside his coat, while you floundered around and gripped the older Segment's body for support, and they chuckled at you.
Being wrapped in the softness and having Forty-Five's body pressed against yours, with Eight reaching to grab hold of your sleeve too, it was... tender. You pressed your cheek into the black fur on his coat, and Forty-Five patted the top of your head... and you think he did the same for Eight as well.
Perhaps this was the type of acceptance he'd always longed for.
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all i can do is love you to pieces - child segment!Dottore & Reader
The eight-year-old segment of Il Dottore could typically be found in a place typically reserved for people three times his age: in the laboratory, cold and dim with the few lights glaring off the stainless steel examination tables.
In his corner he puttered away with his notebooks, the occasional gear or bolt as he taught himself how to assemble the machines that his older selves would one day recreate. In all the times you’d seen him, he’d seemed accepting of his existence as a slice in the original Zandik’s life, if not content; the main at this point in the past had been something of a prodigy, you discerned, limited only by those around him in his village who saw his early ideas as pure blasphemy.
Of course, this was before you’d grown curious about the little boy. Before you’d proposed to the Dottore now in charge that perhaps the child would enjoy activities catered to other kids his age. And when you’d seen firsthand the type of fate he was doomed to live out as an outcast, whether a flesh-and-blood human or a mere puppet frozen in time, you’d resolved to ensure the young Zandik had as happy an existence as you could procure him - the other segments’ scoffing dismissals be damned.
But the little Zandik had gone back to his life as it had been before meeting you the moment he set foot in the lab with his other selves: studying and scribbling away research proposals and tinkering with projects older Akademiya students could only dream of. The segments paid him barely any mind unless he was meddling with their own experiments, and more often these days, Dottore forbade you from taking him into the city. They needed extra hands for making the Elixir, he reasoned, and the eight-year-old segment rarely, if ever, fought back.
Heyy! I've been reading your fics for a long time and I gotta say they are so amazing and immersive. But I had a question in mind that I wanted to ask.
Since Zandik joined the fatui and created his segments before reader woke up from their coma, did he ever consider, during that time of waiting, of creating segments of reader?
Segments from the time before they fell ill? And since segments don't age or change, these segments of reader would forever be stuck in a healthy state. Like their days together in the academia.
Did he ever think about it? Did he ever try to? Why didn't he follow through with it? Did he hesitate? Was he scared? Afraid that things would go wrong? Were there technical difficulties he couldn't bypass? Was he ashamed and angry with himself for wanting to resort to this method? Or for thinking of this method?
Instead of staying loyal to the original reader who lays unresponsive in their bed?
Or would he not consider doing this as a betrayal towards the original reader at all?
(idk if you already have spoken on this. So I'm sorry for this ask if you did. Please 🥺 put in the link of that post.)
-𓆉anon
I don't think Dottore would make segments of reader, because he would eventually understand it is cruel. He might have had a fleeting thought about it, because naturally as a scientist he frequently thinks of many possibilities and such, but it would go as quickly as it came. Even if you did ask about it, he would shut it down because he loves you and won't let you torture yourself.
He has witnessed the turmoil of his own segments, how they bicker and such, and although you would probably be less prone to fighting amongst yourselves, making segments of you would still have problems. His own segments are very conscious of their inability to change, some even hate it. Condemning any version of you to be unable to change is heartless, even for him. And then there's the whole loss of identity aspect... would you feel start to feel conflicted about who you are? Would you eventually feel inferior to your younger self? Regardless of his intentions, you would probably feel a bit insecure if he fawned over the you that was strong, able to help, etc over the current you. And that is the last thing he'd want to do. Ultimately, the person he loves is you, not just a slice of you, the entirety of you. It's the same logic as why he also has no desire to do it anyway, because what he longs for is not a version of you he crafted, but you yourself. Rather than spending time on the past, he focuses on the current you, the one he wants to make happy and cure.
Reader working with 45 to snitch on 18 throwing for out 8's notebook to Pantalone, because in another excerpt (I think it was when 35 (Omega) got back from a party??? They were talking about a new colleague and how 18 wants them in finance because Pantalone rejected his proposal) it implies that 45 year old pulled some shit to get 18's proposal rejected: "Must have been an administrative issue." - 45
STOPPP THATS SO CUTE 🥺😭😭 I LOVE 45 AND 8 TOGETHER AHHHHHHEBEHUER... I've seen a few fanart of 45 being soft/kinda fatherly to 8 AND OH MY DOTTORE... I LOVE THEM SM... 8's little hehe and 45's AHAHAHAHA was so adorable, I KNOW THEY BOND, I JUST KNOW IT. I like the idea of Dottore being kinder to his child self as he gets older... <3
I just need to figure out how exactly they would snitch on 18... oh my pookies. brb adopting 8 with 45, and then he gets the family he never had-
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omg I just read ur fic it's soo good, I love the interactions between 8 and reader, it really does heal the soul :)
But is Zandik's 8 year old segment going to replace Zandy in ur timeline, or are they both coexisting at the same time??????
Bc I'd really miss Zandy if 8 is going to replace him, but I understand if it's going to make the story between fragile reader/reader and Dottore more canon to Genshin's cursed canon.
THANK U DEAR ANON!! 8 NEED SOME HUGGING AND LOVING!! HE'S JUST TWO SAUCES TALL!!
But no, he's not replacing dear Zandy, I'm keeping my stuff and canon separate for the most part (mostly in the case of Dottore, I'll push in canon bits where I can). 🙂↕️ Because Zandy is too precious and I love the idea of a happy child segment. I will always write for the baby 🥺 I just wanted to dedicate some effort to the canon, despite me being sad!
i can’t for the life of me find that little drabble you wrote about fragile reader waking up and the segments being there… if you see this ask, please may you link it? thank you very much 💚
It's not a little drabble but the first thing that came to mind is this fic? 🤔 There was also this but i think you mean from the coma instead of regular sleeping... if not just lmk and i will try my best to find it 💕💕💕
