#comic based

AU name: Unexpected Scan

Ingredients:

1 (one) kidnapped teenager

3 (three) stubborn Diamonds

existential dread

long hair Steven

Pearl babysitter duty

A Cluster that’s like “hey :)”

It’s ask-based, so you’ll be able to bother Steven directly.

Olivia Delcán  as  Sister Camila

The Umbrella Academy Siblings and Their Hidden Sufferings

Hey this is a continuation of the fic “After the Fall” written by @puppyloulou20 based on my fics “The Feeling of Falling” and “The Feeling of Watching“ based on this comic by @chokingonoreos with the characters by @linkeduniverse. @puppyloulou20 and I are doing a series of continuations for “After the Fall” with all of the different Links together so stay tuned if you want to read them all(links to any prequels and sequels I will include at the bottom as they are written).

The next time he woke up the sky was dark; edged in the barest twinges of orange. A large weight depressed the straw mattress he was laying on, and warm fur tickled his arm. Wild rolled his eyes to the left and was greeted by a familiar sight from when he’d jolt awake from a nightmare without any memory to show for it to see Twilight’s furry wolf muzzle nudging him awake.

This time the wolf obviously hadn’t woken him, as when Wild moved to sit up Twilight placed a paw on his chest in a simple but firm denial. With nothing else to do and no point in protesting Wild sunk back down to the bed.

He shifted slightly and sighed before turning his gaze to Twilight again.

“Go ahead,” he murmured barely a sound leaving his lips, “no doubt you’ve been waiting to lecture me all day.”

Twilight huffed and narrowed his eyes the orange bleeding through the window making the crystal blue orbs look like a sea wreathed in flame, ‘That was stupid.’

Wild twisted his head towards Twilight, his face twisted into a light glare, and cocked an eyebrow, ‘What was I supposed to do, let him fall?’

No words were spoken, but the simple gestures and expressions were all they needed.

A displeased rumble echoed from Twilight’s chest; the subtle vibrations buzzing against Wild’s arm where it pressed into Twilight’s fur, ‘That’s not what I said.’

He bumped his snout against Wild’s cheek, ‘Just find a safer way to save him than jumping off the cliff after him next time.’

Wild offered a careless half-shrug, ‘I came away fine.’

Twilight stared back and didn’t move for the next few seconds; it wasn’t intended to send a message but it did anyway, ‘There are so many things I could say to that and you wouldn’t like a single one of them.’

Then he settled on what he wanted to say and tilted his head to the side, ‘A miracle I still don’t understand.’

Wild tensed and looked away. He bit his lip and absentmindedly ran a hand through the thick fur on Twilight’s back as he thought.

Twilight watched his protégé silently for a few seconds then let out an exasperated huff. He lowered his head and nudged Wild’s arm then playfully nipped at his ear when Wild turned back to him, ‘Fine, don’t tell me.’

Wild’s muscles uncoiled and  he breathed a sigh of relief.

Twilight rolled his eyes and rested his head atop his paws and let his eyes drift shut.

Wild laid still and silent until he felt certain Twilight was asleep then moved to get out of bed again. As soon as he reached a sitting position he heard a low growl and froze like a small child caught stealing sweets. Wild’s shoulders sunk and he slowly turned his head to look at Twilight. The wolf hadn’t moved; his head still lay on his paws but one eye was open and glaring at Wild, ‘Don’t even think about it.’

It was Wild’s turn to roll his eyes at his companion, but nonetheless he laid back down and closed his eyes unconsciously resting an arm on Twilight’s back. Wild’s breathing evened out and Twilight opened his other eye keeping careful vigil over the much-older-than-he-looked teenager who for the second time, as far as he knew, should have been dead.

Stiles sipped at a mug of coffee, absently watching the news play in the break room. Because of course a news station couldn't play anything other than its own content, even in the one part of the office that was supposed to be a safe space from work. His interview with Superman was making a rerun and Stiles glanced at Derek before commenting absently, “I’d totally let Superman fuck me.”

Derek, who had been in the middle of a swig of coffee, choked violently, “That’s not something I needed to know at nine in the morning, Stiles.”

Alba Baptista  as  Ava