#ith au

I’m just imagining 96,000 with everyone belting various parts

Joel is Benny and Lizzie is Nina

Usnavi is Jimmy and Vanessa is Scott

The three salon ladies are pearl, Shubble and Katherine

Sausage is Sonny, Pix is Abuela Claudia, Fwhip is the piragua guy/Graffiti pete

This could either be they’re actor playing the characters or they’re the characters

At this point all that’s floating around my brain are empires Aus except they get more specific

Lo siento for not posting in such a long time, and I’m sorry for making this one short, but there will be more parts(just you wait!!!)! (I’ll post this particular story under #UsanvisWinterDreamsAU and #ibl writing commissions until I can get an AO3 up and running, so if you want, look out for that!)

But I love this wintery theme since December has recently started (happy holidays!!!) and I love this mysterious prompt. So without further ado, here it is!!!

Usanvi's Winter Dreams~an ITH AU

The flakes, lighter than feathers but impeccably colder, drifted slowly and noiselessly towards the warm glass of the window. He wasn’t sure if he was inside or out in the blizzard, but a gust of prickling anxiety swept his stomach. But for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out why.

It was dark out, as it usually is on a snowy day en Washington Heights. The streetlights were lit like little luciérnagas, and some might even say the lights resembled the stars, las estrellas, helping to guide people home.

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But as Usnavi took a step through the cold, the stars flickered. They no longer lit up the little snowflakes, no longer lighting the path. Panic seized Usnavi, stuck in the cold and alone as the lights shut out and the city went silent. The city’s mechanical hum was gone.

And then she appeared, fragile as the snow crunches beneath your feet, five yards ahead of him in the snow. She was hunched over, and the silence around them amplified her soft sobs. Usanvi was shocked to hear his name.

“Ayudame, ayudame por favor,” she whispered in a hushed tone. She sounded rushed, as if the cold only let air escape her lungs in short, harsh breaths.

And then she stood, but not fully upright, and Usnavi could tell she was injured by the way she held herself. Her dark arms wrapped around her shivering body, as if she were to come apart if someone simply blew her over. He tried to suck in a breath, but found that he couldn’t. He couldn’t breathe.

As he started to panic, the lady in the snow raised her arm, snowflakes already attaching to her tanned but goosebumped skin.

“Usnavi, ayudame!”

And then he met her gaze. It was a piercing, chocolate stare that cut through the air and bored right into his own. The air suddenly got heavier and heavier, sucking the air out of Usnavi’s lungs. It pressed a metal clamp on his chest, and he felt tired. But he had to say something.

“Who… Qui- Quién eres?” He managed to whisper out, but regretted it instantly as the air escaped his lungs.

She just gave him that strong look, and she opened her mouth to talk. But before she could do anything more, Usnavi felt panic take him as his eyes rolled back into his head.

“AH!” Usnavi gasped as he bolted upright. He gasped for air and grasped at his bedsheets, grounding himself and glad that he was no longer suffocating.

Usnavi looked around his dimly lit room, his eyes tracing over every familiar thing he could find. He was home, and he was safe. A shiver ran down his spine from something more than just the cold, and he pulled his discarded blanket back up to his exposed chest.

After getting his breathing back to normal, he checked the time. He still had two hours until the shop opened. Rattled by the strange dream, he lingered in his bed a little longer before swinging his legs over the side of the bed to get ready for the day.

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Patton didnt have alot of money, but the twins didn't mind. They loved sharing their room, Roman sat on the bed typing away quickly at his story and Remus continued his painting. 

“I call top bunk!” Remus declares “I want it” Roman laughs closing his laptop. “What do you think?” 

“Remus! It looks wonderful!” Patton chimes, bringing the smell of fresh baked snacks with him. “Oh wow! The kids at ‘Mount High’ definitely have some competition” Patton with a prideful grin squeezes his sons shoulder. 

“Yeah Rem! Looks great!” Roman compliments, Patton moves to where Roman lay. “Whats up pop!” He taps the computer, Roman turns away a tinge of embarrassment. “Its not good...its just...drabbles”

“Hey, drabbles is still something” Patton says “Share them with me as soon as you'd like, you know I love your stories” He ruffles the boys hair. He could make the smallest of apartments feels like an entire world for their making. “Alright, its edging on eleven pm and you guys have to catch the bus tomorrow so...wrap it up!” He asks

“On it!” They smile in unison, quick hugs as their father leaves the plate on their desk and closes the door. The city was bustling, but every wednesday it fell quiet, just the gentle hum of the many factories working nearby. As they situated into bed, Remus reading away at his novels and Roman frustrated with his writing deciding to play around with a music maker on his laptop. 

Soon enough they would fall quickly into a deep sleep. In the morning they would rush to get their uniforms on downing breakfast rushing out the door. Their father calling goodbyes and goodluck's. Down the pavement they'd race into the corner shop. 

“Buenos dias chicos!” Marco would greet, they present their lunch money receiving two of the best subs they had ever had. Buying sweets with the little cash they make before reaching the bus. And soon they must leave behind everything, prim and proper were the only words they knew as they entered the hills, walked into the whitest halls of Mount High and became just two students. 

But that was tomorrow

Tonight, the boys, in their cozy apartment, would climb to the firescape. Leading them up to the roof, their tent strung with lights and snacks provided by their father, and of course everything they need to peruse their imagination. Roman would sit jamming along to his music as the needle pricked through the fabric while he catches glimpses of his brother dancing under the stars, the music so faint and gentle. 

That was tonight, and he wouldnt trade this for anything. 

Benny: Well how do you say kiss me

Nina: I don't know

Benny: And how do you say always?

Nina: Why are you asking me?

Benny: How do you say promise me?

Nina: Ask Usnavi!

Benny: Ask Usnavi!

okay, so @hear-that-music-in-the-air and @pika-ace have this gf au for in the heights, and then i look at this post’s tags, which basically mentioned lincoln and nina, so may i offer instead of usnavi and sonny taking dipper and mabel’s roles, it’s those two instead.

Lincoln and Nina (i’m thinking nina is ten/eleven-ish and lincoln is like fifteen, but if you fixed some things then you can just make them their canon ages) are sent to Gravity Falls, a hybrid of Washington Heights and the cartoon’s town, for the summer, and they live with their distant relative, “Abuela” Claudia, and her two not-grandsons but basically grandsons, Usnavi and Sonny (who basically take up the role of Wendy and Soos, but by no means personality wise). The rest of the ensemble (Vanessa, Daniella, Carla, Benny, etc) also live in Gravity Falls.