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✳ S O N D E R ✳ profound feeling of realizing that everyone, including strangers passing in the street, has a life as complex as one's own, which they are constantly living despite one's personal lack of awareness of it.

❝ Sometimes fate seems so strong. Tides sweeping us against our control and sometimes it's as fragile as gossamer.

independent & semi-selective Wheel of Time multi-muse blog.

❝ I'll go on the straight and narrow when hell freezes over.

Fools who don't respect the past are doomed to repeat it.

✳ S O N D E R ✳ profound feeling of realizing that everyone, including strangers passing in the street, has a life as complex as one's own, which they are constantly living despite one's personal lack of awareness of it.

Multi muse blog containing from the law & order universe such as: Olivia Benson, Elliot Stabler & Rafael Barba.

❝ lightinsonder -- this is multi-muse blog containing canon and original characters, included but certainly not limited to: Law and order Universe, Overwatch, Good witch, Once upon a time. 21+ due to mature themes. Temporary pinned since this blog is a work in progress. Will be putting a more in depth list of all my muses and verses soon. But muses that are available so write with are: Olivia Benson, Elliot Stabler, Rafael Barba, Terry Bruno, Kiriko Kamoria & Elizabeth Celadonia "Calamity" Aka. Ashe.

[ Janice / xxxi / as seen on trickbehindthemask. ]

The sound of Cassie’s laughter would never fail to make Sam smile. There was something melodic and comforting wrapped around the chuckles floating through the air. Their relationship hadn’t begun with easy smiles and comfortable conversation but, somehow, fate had plans beyond Sam’s comprehension at that time. Cassie Nightingale was stubborn but enchanting all the same. 

“It’s true. I do remember things well.” A hand instinctively reached to brush across his wife’s hip as the distance between lessened. A spark of something tingled fingertips as they curled the slender waist for a gentle squeeze. A silent show of enthusiasm for the brushing of bodies. A brow arched in an inquisitive manner as eyes darted towards the filled mug. Seratonin could mean many things but Sam was a male and married to a gorgeous woman. Fingers pulsed the hip they held before trailing to caress Cassie’s lower back. “You are the only serotonin I need.” But serious what was in the coffee? Eyes tore from the dark liquid in favor of drinking up his wife. “Kids these days? You speak fluent teenager which is exactly why all of them love you.” Every friend of Grace and Nick seemed drawn to Cassie, which was also the case for most of the town. The woman was easy to talk to which was slightly bothersome when Sam wished for a bit of time alone. 

His hand retreated from her back only so arms could fold across his chest as he turned to face her, his own hip pressed against the island. Lips pulled to a subtle smirk as he answered her question in a tone a few octaves lower than normally used outside of a private room. “I was going to go for a run, but I would rather enjoy my wife’s muffins.” 

Sometimes Cassie wonders how they got here. Their relationship hadn’t been the easiest at the beginning. Clashing ideologies had been a huge part of who they are, well, who they were. For the most part it was fun, getting to discover his almost too clinical mind with her own that was wide open to the world. But she supposes that is the reason why it worked out. The differences between them had opened up paths that Cassie herself hadn’t even seen coming. Which is saying much when it is considered how she has such an outlook to life other peoples aren’t privy too. Sam had challenged her just as much she has challenged him and in that process of trading words and even punches from time to time, they have found a balance that would’ve been impossible to find with anyone else. They made each other better, and that’s all Cassie could’ve ever hoped for.

That is the reason why everything between had blossom in such a way that have them here today, married. They’ve become each other’s most fierce advocate, each other lifelines but most importantly, they keep each other grounded. It helps that both of them have a clear vision of the world, while accepting the other way of seeing everything. Love isn’t always colored rose, it heals but it also breaks open. It compliments but also deconstructs. It paves the way to happiness without letting you forget the pain that had lead you there. But Sam... She has it all, and she thanks her lucky stars every day for having someone that makes her feel whole. 

 “Which makes you the perfect husband.” And that was not a lie. Though they both have their faults, she cannot deny that Sam had always had a good head on his shoulders. Thoughtful, trustworthy, dependable, loyal... It was a few of the many good qualities Sam had going for himself. Made Cassie fall in love with him every day more. At the beginning, when her heart ached and her mind was at odds with it, Cassie had a hard time fine tunning her actions in accordance to her emotions. There hasn’t been a man in her life that had made her feel everything in the span of such a short time. Yes, Jake had been in her heart quickly but there was a huge difference between him and Sam. This amazing man, father, doctor, human, had filled spaces in her heart that had been long in the darkness and she doesn’t consider herself as someone who has negative space in her heart but as a human being, sometimes it impossible to not feel it from time to time. Sam had cure places she didn’t even know existed. 

Sam balanced her. 

A laugh escaped her lips, head shaking briefly. “I may have an unfair advantage.” She trails off for a moment, hand reaching for his face. Thumb caress Sam’s cheekbone briefly before she adds, “I was a teenager once.” And a wink follows suit. Cassie doesn’t like to think about her teenage years as much, she certainly had a lot of sadness to contend back then but time had given her the tool to deal with it better and as that time moved, carrying her with it, she had learned that even the bad moments had built her to be the person she is today. Someone she is proud off. Someone who can help as much as she can because she knows well how is it like to not have a helping hand when it was needed it the most. 

[Cassie <3]

A brow quickly arched at the offerings from Cassie. The blueberry muffins he had grown used to but the coffee... well, that was something new. "My wife? I'm not sure you know who my wife is. She would much rather make tea that tastes like coffee." A small playful grin upturned lips. "Unless I missed some special occasion in which case I'm in danger."

His response is as expected but even so it is cause for Cassie to laugh. It was just like Sam to have some quirky response to anything she says, especially when you consider how right he was. At the end of the day, her husband has become the person that knows her the most. An incredible achievement when you consider her ‘intuition and other special powers.’ 

“You’ve done well remembering special dates.” she starts, moving to his side. Cassie leans against the kitchen island, dark eyes shinning with glee. “I thought I might surprise you with some coffee. I know you’ve had a hard week with your practice and the hospital. I’m just providing a bit of, serotonin? is that what the kids are saying these days.” There’s a wink before she is leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek. The beverage was actual coffee, that much was true but there was more to it than just your run of the mill caffeine. But it was fun to see if he might make the connection. 

“So, what’s your plan for the day?”

Ah, but I do know you better than most.

There was no arguing that and why should she? Truth is, it was exhausting. Emma had a way of wearing her down and that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. It shows commitment. It shows that she truly cared, that her heart is at the right place. For most of her life, people just wanted something out of Regina. Power, Money, Revenge… The list goes on and on and on but Emma? Emma just wanted to look into her heart and help her heal. Of course the beginning was rocky. All of the relationships she had today were, but with Emma there was a war but all in the name of not knowing what was exactly between them but today? Well today she knows better. 

She turns to the blonde, brow perched perfectly in place, arms tightening on top of her chest. There was a challenge to her gaze, a dare. Something wanting to spark up, some witty sentence at the tip of her tongue but instead she stays quiet. Analyzing green eyes that seem to always be looking straight into her soul and it makes her shiver run down her spine by the mere thought. 

And just like that, Regina was powerless.

There was a small smirk on their lips, as they looked over at Joy. Noticing how red their girlfriend’s features were. They had been teasing although it was slightly true. It was taking Allison some time as well to wake up next to someone. But in all honesty they were glad that it was Joy that they were waking up next to every morning so far. The brunette wouldn’t change that for the world, even if the other woman snored. It wasn’t just Joy they were getting used to but it was themselves also, coming to terms how they seen themselves. Luckily though, their partner was supportive. So Allie felt blessed to have Joy and plus the snoring was really cute so they actually didn’t mind it at all.

Allison was glad that Joy could tell that she was teasing, things between them had been amazing thus far and they wouldn’t change waking up next to her every day. That smirk of hers turning into a smile now. “Hey, no, no, no hiding away from me because I think it’s adorable.” Allison admitted, leaning over to kiss Joy’s lips this way she would stop hiding. Pulling away only a moment later. 

It was a very good morning indeed.

Allison’s lips fell on hers and Joy was instantly relaxed. It wasn’t like she wasn’t before, honestly, with their presence everything within Joy just clicks. But that initial bubble of anxiety upon waking up next to someone just popped, releasing her. Being so used to being alone, it was a sad existence but that wasn’t the case any longer.

Hopefully it won’t be for a very long time.

The warmth upon her skin persisted, but she enjoyed it. Made her feel like she was floating on cloud nine. All weightless, Sunkissed and simply happy. It was kind of crazy to think that this was her life now. Going from someone who was alone, to someone who had found family, connected with them in ways that she didn’t think possible but most importantly, having someone like Allison. Someone, who Joy could confide in, tell her all the secrets that people wouldn’t come to terms with, her family history, their lineage or the simplest things as her fears. Life has been rough but for the first time, things are more bearable. She is in a good place, they are in a good place and it felt like, finally, there’s a safety net beneath her.