#sorta of

Therapy session

Originally i had seen the ask but i just cant find it???? idk i think im going insane and imagining things, anyways i hope the person that requested it enjoys

❝commission: this is more abstract idea, but I'd be interested to see something with a 'letters to and from Olympias' theme. I've always wondered how Alexander broke the news of his marriage to y/n to his mother and how she reacted. The same goes for the birth of the twins. — requested by 💻 anon.

❝ 📜 — lady l: obviously there is a jump between letters, since events are yet to occur and writing a letter to them would be a big spoiler, but I focused on the ones that were mentioned in the story and at the birth! I hope you like it and forgive me for any mistakes! I tried to leave as much of the personality that I imagine Olympias to be as possible. :)

❝tw: none.

❝word count: 2,052.

Letter from Olympias to Alexander after the attack on Cleitus and the news of the choice of bride:

"My dearest Alexander,

I hope these words find you in health and strength, even though my heart is restless as I write them. I have received news that has left me torn between concern and the need to advise you as a mother and as someone who has always longed to see your glory untouched.

I have learned that in a moment of anger you nearly killed Cleitus, a man who was loyal to you in so many battles and whose heart, though critical, was always devoted to your cause. Alexander, the greatness of a king is not measured only by his victories on the battlefield, but also by his ability to govern himself. Anger, when left unchecked, can be more destructive than the sharpest of enemies. I was relieved to learn that he survived, for I had feared the impact it would have on your heart and the loyalty of your soldiers if the gods did not favor Cleitus's recovery.

I also heard about your choice of bride, (Y/N), a woman whose origins are unknown to me and my sources in the camp. I confess that I was greatly surprised, not by the idea of ​​a marriage, but by the fact that such an important decision was made without me, your mother, even being informed. Alexander, you know that I have always wanted the best for you, and as your mother, I have the right to understand the choices that shape your future and the future of our empire.

(Y/N) may be beautiful, she may be kind, but a King's marriage is not just a matter of personal affection. It is an alliance, a strategy, a decision that echoes beyond your life. Does she understand the weight of your crown? Will she be able to walk by your side without her presence weakening the image the world has of you?

I do not say this to belittle your feelings or your choice, but to remind you that a king’s destiny is never his alone. You are Alexander, undefeated in battle, my son, and your every step is watched by your men, your allies, and your enemies.

I ask you, my son, to reflect on your actions and choices. Do not allow passion or pride to distance you from those who love you and want the best for you. And above all, remember that your strength lies not only in your sword, but also in your wisdom and your ability to listen.

Whatever your decision, Alexander, I am your mother and will always be your ally. But please do not exclude me from your life. My concern is not only for the throne, but for you, my beloved son, who carries the world on your shoulders.

With love and concern, Olympias."

Letter from Olympias to Alexander after the wedding had already taken place:

"My beloved Alexander,

I received the news of your marriage to (Y/N), and my heart is filled with feelings that conflict with each other. As a mother, I cannot ignore the joy of knowing that you have found someone worthy of sharing your days. But as Queen and guardian of your lineage, I cannot help but express my surprise and concern at the way in which this union took place.

You are Alexander, my son, the conqueror of nations, the son of a god — and yet you chose to walk such a crucial path without even consulting your mother, who has always been by your side, guiding you, protecting you, and celebrating your victories. The absence of a word from you about this decision hurts me deeply, for I am not only your mother, but also someone who shares the weight of your burdens and responsibilities.

About (Y/N), I know nothing beyond what I have heard: that she appeared unexpectedly and won your heart. Who is this woman who now bears the title of your wife, your Queen, and by extension, such an important role in the destiny of our empire? What alliances does she bring with her? What strengths or weaknesses does she bring to your court? Will she replace me? No, how foolish of me to think so, no one could ever replace me in your life.

I do not doubt your ability to judge people, but, Alexander, a royal marriage is not just an act of love; it is a declaration to the world. It is a promise of stability, of strength, of strategy. What will your men say, who follow you for glory and the promise of a great future? What will the kings and generals say who watch you, waiting for any sign of weakness to rise up against you?

If (Y/N) is your choice, then so be it. As your mother, I will wish nothing less than happiness for you. But, Alexander, the happiness of a King is not the same as that of a common man. Your happiness must be aligned with the good of your empire, the future of your dynasty, and the preservation of your glory.

I ask that you allow me to meet your wife, so that I can understand what inspired you to make such a decision in (Y/N). I want to believe that she is worthy of you, not only as a man, but as the greatest of kings.

And, my son, always remember that I am here, as I have always been, to support you, to advise you and to love you, even when we disagree. You are my greatest work, my greatest pride and, above all, my son.

With eternal love, Your mother, Olympias."

Letter from Olympia to Alexander after (Y/N)'s disappearance:

"My beloved Alexander,

The news that has reached my ears about your wife's disappearance has filled me with concern, both for you and for the impact that this situation may have on your heart and your kingdom.

I can imagine the pain and uneasiness that you must be feeling. I know that, despite my initial reluctance to accept your choice, (Y/N) has become part of your life, and her absence must be a difficult blow to bear. As a mother, my heart goes out to you, but as a Queen, I feel obliged to speak frankly.

Your wife's disappearance is not only a personal tragedy; it is also an event that reverberates throughout your court and throughout your empire. Your allies will question your strength, your enemies may see it as an opportunity, and the people, always eager for stories, will create rumors that may tarnish your image.

Therefore, my son, I ask that you hold your head high and your mind clear. Your grief is legitimate, but your responsibility as King demands that you not allow it to consume you. Investigate the disappearance with all diligence, but do so with wisdom and prudence. Make sure that your search for answers does not compromise your leadership or distract you from your greater goals.

If your wife has been the victim of misfortune, may the truth be discovered and justice prevail. If there is more to it — conspiracy or betrayal — may your intellect and strength unravel the mystery and ensure that no greater harm befalls you or your kingdom.

Know that I am here to support you, as I always have been. If you need advice, resources, or strength, do not hesitate to turn to me. Even if we have disagreed in the past, my loyalty to you is unwavering.

And above all, Alexander, remember that you are the son of a god and a Queen. There is no storm you cannot weather, no shadow that can extinguish your light.

With love and devotion, Olympias."

Letter from Olympias to Alexander after the news of Perdiccas' betrayal:

"My beloved Alexander,

The news that has reached me is as serious as it is painful. Knowing that (Y/N) has been kidnapped by Perdiccas, a man you once called a friend, is a deep wound not only in your heart, but also in the honor of your empire.

I confess that I am overcome with fury and indignation. Betrayal is the most vile of crimes, even more so when it comes from someone who shared your childhood, your battles, and your trust. Perdiccas not only betrayed you as King, but he also dishonored the bonds of friendship and loyalty that once united him to you.

It does not surprise me that the Persians should be the fate of a traitor such as he. His choice to ally himself with our enemies only reinforces the nature of his treachery. But, Alexander, do not allow anger to blind you. This is a time to act with strategy and with the wisdom that made you the greatest of leaders.

Your wife is now in the hands of a man no longer worthy of your compassion. Rescuing her is more than a personal duty; it is a demonstration to the world that no one can defy Alexander and get away with it. Organize your forces, but do so cautiously. Every step must be calculated, every move decisive. And when you take her back, my son, show no mercy to your enemies.

And remember, my son, that Perdiccas's betrayal is not only an offense to you, but to all who believe in you and follow your leadership. This act of disloyalty must be met with firmness, so that it may serve as a lesson to all who dare challenge you.

Know that I am here to support you, as I have always been. If you need advice or resources, send me a word, and I will do what I can to strengthen your position. And never forget, Alexander, that your strength lies not only in your sword, but also in your ability to inspire loyalty and fear in equal measure.

May your anger be just, your strategy infallible, and your victory certain.

With love and determination, Your mother, Olympias."

Letter from Olympias to Alexander after the birth of the twins:

"My beloved Alexander,

Upon receiving the news of the birth of your children, my grandchildren, my heart overflows with joy and pride. Cyrus and Aella — such strong names, so full of meaning and destiny — are now part of our lineage, bringing hope and continuity to your legacy.

Know that this is a moment that marks not only your life, but the history of your entire empire. The birth of your heirs symbolizes the promise of a great future and the perpetuation of what you have achieved with so much effort and determination.

I can only imagine the sparkle in your eyes as you hold each of them for the first time. The responsibility you already carry as a king now multiplies, for you are not only the leader of an empire, but also the father of two souls who depend on you to guide them through this world. I know you will be as great a father as you are a king, for your heart, though often hardened by battle, is capable of loving deeply.

Cyrus, with a name that evokes the greatness of ancient kings, carries within him the strength and leadership that shaped our people. Aella, whose name evokes the winds and freedom, will bring balance, grace, and wisdom to our family. Together, these two little ones will be living proof of your strength and your love.

I want to meet my grandchildren as soon as possible. I want to hold them, look into their eyes, and see the sparks of your greatness and courage in them. I want to tell them stories of their ancestors, of your journey, and of the glories you brought into the world.

As your mother, my heart is filled with love for these children who are now part of our family. I want to know them, hold them in my arms, and offer them the protection and love that I have always given you. I also want to be by your side, helping you guide them so that they grow not only as heirs to a great empire, but as people worthy of their position and their history.

May your wife be well after bringing these two precious children into the world. Send her my blessings and my respect, for she has played a sacred role in strengthening our lineage. Despite the hardships we have faced in the past, I see now that she is destined to be an essential part of your life and our empire.

Alexandre, this is a new chapter in your life, and I know you will rise to this challenge, just as you have risen to all the others. Being a father is an honor and a responsibility that requires not only strength, but also patience, wisdom, and unconditional love. I am certain that you will be as extraordinary a father as you are a leader.

Know that I am here, ready to help in any way you need, whether as a grandmother, as a counselor, or simply as someone who loves you above all else. May Cyrus and Aella grow up surrounded by love, guided by your example, and blessed by the gods.

With all my love and pride, Your mother, Olympias."

Not on Casper...

But his three uncles...

THESE DUDES:

Ethan Landry X Male Reader

This was very much inspired by Cici Cooper’s leadup. sooo... yea that’s it :)

REQUESTED: No

SUMMARY:

SPOILERS FOR SCREAM 6 (Sorta of)

Y/N picks up the landline and is interrupted by a call from "L/N residence". He asks the caller if he's Ethan and if he should stop with the Ghostface voice changer.

A not so follow up of Part 1.

RING… RING…

Y/N picks up the landline, “Hello?”, He tenses up, waiting for a response. “Sorry, forgot to call you back.” the person on the other line responds. “Jesus, Jessie, you fucking scared me. Y/N sighs; with the crazed killer stalking around campus trying to kill Sam and Tara, it was pretty scary. “Yeah, sorry about that!” Jessie says with glee. Y/N rewinds the movie he’s watching. “What are you watching? It’s so loud I can hear through the phone.” Y/N pauses momentarily, trying to think of the movie name, “Uh… Cruel Intentions? Y’know, the movie from like 99..” Jessie scoffs over the movie choice and mocks him, “I haven’t seen it in forever. Aren’t Sarah Michelle Gellar and the guy like together?” Y/N lies down on his side, holding the landline with his shoulder. “No? Are you crazy? They are like step-siblings.” They chat momentarily; however, their conversation is interrupted. 

Y/N rolls his eyes before telling Jessie he’s getting another call, “L/N residence.” Y/N says quietly over the phone, “Hello.” the caller says, Y/N stops the movie and puts it in ‘In my Watch-List’ before going back to cable and flipping through the channels. “Yes?’, The caller asks Y/N who he’s speaking too. “Uhm... Y/N, Who’s this?” Y/N stops momentarily, and he’s been telling his business this whole time. He can’t stop now, “Who do you think?” the caller asks, intrigued Y/N asks the caller if he’s Ethan and that he should stop with the Ghostface voice changer; Y/N doesn’t like it when he plays those games before he can respond Y/N tells him to hold on before changing lines. 

“Ethan’s on the other line.” Y/N tells Jessie, who scoffs, and he can practically see her eyes roll, “Listen, I’ll call you right back, okay? Alright, bye.” Y/N huffs before switching lines, “Okay, Ethan, what’s up? Chad giving you a hard time?” The caller immediately responds, “Who’s Ethan?”. Y/N’s eyes face the phone as his eyebrows furrowed in confusion; he chuckles to himself, “Oh, I’m sorry, my bad, I thought you were my boyfriend.” a smile creeps on his face as he gets up from the couch before locking the glass door in front of his living room. “Oh, that’s okay.” the caller tells him; Y/N walks around his house, looking out his windows before heading back to the couch, “Well, Mr. mysterious, would you like to leave a message? Nobody’s here.” as his torso slides back on the couch laying on his side once more. “Where is everybody?” the caller asks, intrigued. “Parents, out of town, staying with them for this semester, and my friends are at another Halloween frat party,” Y/N asks, flipping through the channels going from CBS to MTV. “Why aren’t you there?” the caller asks; Y/N finally stops his converting through channels to look at a building on fire in Australia, “I’m a sober friend, in case someone needs a ride… drink with your brain, that’s our groups' motto, are you calling for my mom? Do you need to leave her a message?”. Y/N questions messing with the tassels on the couch pillows, “What if I say you're the message.” Y/N can’t stop himself from smiling before slowly getting up from lying to sitting upright. “Well, what if I hung up?” the caller asks why he would want to do that, “Well, why did you answer my question with a question?” Y/N looks around his living room, looking out the big glass windows. “I’m inquisitive.” the man on the other line tells him, but Y/N interrupts him, “Well, I’m impatient. Do you wanna leave a message for anyone?” his face scrunches up in annoyance. “Do you wanna die tonight, Y/N” the mystery caller hangs up. Y/N throws the phone on the floor before getting up from the couch, eyeing the phone.

RING… RING…

The landline rings, and hesitantly Y/N picks it up, “L/N residence…” he is relieved when it turns out to be Jessie, “So? Was it, Landry?” Jessie comments, and he can tell she’s taunting him by her voice. Y/N brushes his white pants off, “No… It wasn’t, and it was some creep asshole trying to scare me.” Y/N stutters as he walks to the kitchen and locks the door before looking out the windows. “Well, they have been getting calls like that all around the city; it happened to Anika yesterday, Ms. Crane and Jason got one a few days back, and you know what happened to them,” Jessie comments; Y/N tells her that’s not funny as he locks the front door. Y/N jumps as he hears a thud upstairs, “Fuck this.” he says as he opens his sliding door and runs into the backyard.

“Where are you? You’re breaking up?” Jessie calls out to him, static over the line. “I’m outside….” Y/N stops and looks around; Jessie tells him to back inside and call the police; that is an intelligent decision. Y/N tells Jessie his farewells before hanging up and calling the police through the landline, His cell is on his desk, but he’s not going there. Y/N panics over the phone, telling them someone’s harassing him, but his phone call is interrupted when his patio table flies through the window by the living. Y/N screams as he runs to the kitchen with Ghostface’s chasing him, his tassels flying. He grabs a kitchen knife holding it out as Ghostface corners him in the kitchen.