This is in response to the "Jason pretending to be/maybe actually is pregnant" thread.
Jason's gaslight himself into having symptoms but they're on again, off again. In frustration, he says. "I wish you'd make up your freaking mind, body!" Famous last words... š
Desiree overhears. And the next day Jason wakes up obviously pregnant (he's showing and can feel the baby kick) and definitely more feminine looking than when he went to bed.
This is the au that really got people entering my asks? xD
Jason would be furious
Danny: ok, we just have to make a wish to put things right. I need to give Desiree a talking about consent again.
Jason, cocking a gun: And I need some goddam child support!
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You also have to look at the angst side of āokay, now what?ā
Like there is definitively a baby now in him, would he actually like to have said baby? Like could he bring a kid into the world as is? Would he actually be stable enough or would he just continue the cycle his own birth mom did to him?
Then thereās the possibility scary complications that could happen because of suddenly being several months along.
Itās not like heās a normal ghost after all.
I feel like Desiree where to get caught up in this story Jason would make the tough decision to reverse the wish, if only for the reason that he canāt be certain that the baby would be healthy.
He would never forgive himself if he put his own child through the hardship of having a not fully developed core. The disconnect he went through for months before he was dunked in the pits.
In the end of it Jason would feel a bit heartbroken but know deep down he did the right thing.
And if suddenly the symptoms he was having previously were coming in more routinely afterwards he would just think heās being a bit delusional. Thatās all.
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Sad little Drabble featuring Sebastian and an unspecified F!MC
After everything she had done for him and all they had been through, it was only after she was gone that he realized he never knew her. He didnāt even know her name.
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āThe New Fifth Yearā
āThe Troll Vanquisherā
āThe Hero of Hogwartsā
She had many names and he knew her by all.
Except the one she was given at birth.
He could spot her across the hall, pinpoint her voice and laughter in a room, but he couldnāt call to her in anyway that mattered.
She had helped Sebastian with so much throughout the year that she was at Hogwarts. From midnight library escapades to storming goblin camps in the highlands. They had been partners in crime. She knew everything about him, yet he was so focused on his own goals he never paid her any mind.
She was merely background noise, a means to an end. He could hardly call her a friend. Ominis was his friend, they had been through everything together and grown up with each other. She just appeared one day and they spent time together. Her presence didnāt really affect him that much, after all she was always just around the corner or ready to drop everything at his owl. He didnāt need to miss her or wait around, she was at his beck and call.
Occasionally she would take a while to get back to him, spouting some nonsense about ākeepersā or whatever she was on about. If it wasnāt about what he was trying to do, he simply didnāt care.
She was an ignorant little girl who doted on everyone around her, like an annoying hummingbird. Always around and nice to look at but difficult to get close to. She did anything as long as you merely asked. Naive and selfless to the point of easy manipulation; and Sebastian knew it.
That was about all that he knew about her.
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Eventually she disappeared. It had been a couple weeks before he even noticed. She would always show back up, and only then would he have noticed she was gone.
They had gotten into yet another argument about Merlin knows what and he said some admittedly terrible things to her. She had left the Undercroft in tears. And he hadnāt seen her since.
And then the end of the year feast came around, the air was solemn and heavy. What is going on? he thought. Looking around at all the sullen faces of his peers and professors. Some of them offered him condolences, only confusing him more.
It wasnāt until Headmaster Black began talking that it dawned on him.
His āfriendā had died.
In a battle to save the school from the goblin rebellion, she had given up her life.
Professor Fig and the now proclaimed āHero of Hogwartsā had given up their lives to save the wizarding world and those that resided within the castle walls.
Sebastian didnāt hear the rest of Blackās speech, his head ringing with guilt and shame.
He hadnāt spoken to her in months, hell, he hadnāt even seen her since that night in the Undercroft. His chest tightened and he didnāt understand. Why hadnāt she come ask him for help? They were friends, werenāt they?
Except one detail.
He never knew her name.
The realization hit him. Hard. His breath caught in his lungs and his thoughts raced and he tried to recall any information he could about the girl?
Nothing. Not her name nor the color of her eyes; Merlinās beard, he couldnāt even recall which house she was in.
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Summer came and went, and he barely even thought about his fallen comrade. He tried not to think about all she would never do. The life she would never lead and all the things she would never get to try. He pushed her from her thoughts, detaching himself from that part of his heart.
Then the new school year started.
In the middle of one of the courtyards stood a brand new statue. Flowers decorated the base, gifts from grateful students who didnāt know who they were thanking.
He approached the statue, it was of his friend. In all her glory, wand held high and bravery permanently etched into her features. At least, if thatās what her features truly were; he couldnāt remember anymore. Maybe that was for the better. You canāt miss someone you never knew.
He looked at the new sculpture, plaque reading āThe Hero of Hogwartsā.
He said silent goodbyes and thanked Merlin that he never knew her name.
The only thing Caroline could see was the blood covering Klaus from head to toe.
His gleaming white teeth were a contrast against his bloody mouth, the red trickled down his chin. There were blood splatters everywhere on his body ā on his face, his neck, his clothes. His hands were tainted red, with gory bits clinging to them.
Caroline's eyes widened in horror, her lips parting. Of course, she had always known him to be a monster, but there was a difference between hearing about it and actually seeing it.
He walked towards her frozen form, his hand going up and cradling her cheek, which would most likely leave a bloody handprint.
Her eyes were brimming oceans, and she pressed her lips into a thin line. "I wish I could hate you," she told him, her voice thick and wobbly.
"I know," he replied like it was an absolute truth he'd always known, the words rolling off like a pleading prayer, and his eyes were almost repenting.
He was a monster, one undeserving of love and that should only be loathed and yet, he was there beating in her heart. He clawed his way into her heart and squeezed it tightly in his fists so that it was his no matter what.
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Bestieeee!!! I've been wanting to watch spn for the longest time and I just haven't gotten around to it but alllllllll these posts about spn are really starting to make me think I should make some time to watch it!!!!!!! It looks so good!
Oh my god I'm so sorry alsjkask i mean you're def more than welcome to join this club and enjoy the show *cough* and suffer *cough* but uhh also my sincerest condolences šš
