Summary:

An angel visits his dreams. When Anakin was much smaller, the angel used to cradle him to his chest and say things like “my Master says recurring dreams may point at underlying issues” and “I’m dreaming about a child like you because it’s my mind’s way of giving me the chance to feel needed” and “I must meditate on this” and “you’re just a dream character, Anakin” and “you don’t actually exist outside of my mind.”

i think im gonna scrap this for now, it ended up being too far out of my skill level and im just getting discouraged. but maybe ill return to it in the future!

a Detroit become human and Marvel crossover fic that has been abandoned

I really liked the story and Connors relationship with him self and everyone else

But it was left on a cliff hanger with no conclusion