the best thing ever is Grian writing red winter into nice life without telling Ren or Martyn it was happening OR knowing if either of them would survive to the finale, but both of them had their four-year-old character skins saved and equipped in less than a minute. the biggest dogwarts fans are Ren and Martyn tumblr can't compete
Y/N's heart sank when she saw her daughter Alice running after the white rabbit, moving away from the noisy crowd of guests. Alice was a special child, strange, as her peers would say. The woman herself knew that her little girl was not of the world, for she was not born of a mere human.
For Y/n, the white rabbit became a symbol of danger. A guide between worlds, and the woman could not let this animal lead Alice straight into the clutches of his master. So, unnoticed, she slipped through the crowd of guests and rushed into the garden, and there she ran along the path to the perennial oak tree. The hole had reappeared in that spot. And to the woman's horror, Alice was nowhere to be found.
Y/n looked round, dropped the uncomfortable hat and cape that hid the beautiful blue dress. Even after a few years, she hadn't stopped loving blue, even though it was associated with the horrible time she'd spent in the hole.
The woman climbed down deep, trying to avoid worms, spiders, and other insects. Her head banged against the roots of a tree, and at one point, she found it hard to breathe. Since then, she had grown a little and put on weight, so the narrow hole was pressing in from all sides.
Y/n crawled for a long time until her hand slipped and she fell down, she was flying so fast she was afraid she would crash at the end. But gusts of wind from below picked her up. The place she was falling into appeared different, there were few lost things and all the mirrors and glass objects were broken, it was cool.
The surprising phenomenon was that the woman did not appear in the corridor of doors. She came out of another hole just outside the Hatter's cabin. She got up and shook herself off.
The table where the Hatter, the March Hare, and the mouse had been sitting was in a shattered state. All the saucers and cups were broken and lying all over the place, as were the sweets. It was only now that Y/N noticed that the lodge itself was also dilapidated, and the atmosphere was eerie and quiet. No birds sang, no cheerful voices of friends could be heard.
They had helped her get out of this place, they had risked everything for her, and in the end? What happened to them? Where are they? How long had this place been ruined?
There was laughter in the air and Y/N twitched, but she saw a smile flying in the air, then eyes and a body slowly manifesting.
"Cheshire!" cheered the woman.
"Y/n, you've changed a lot...you've grown up!" the cat smiled just as much, but the changes were visible.
"And you've lost so much weight...and that scar over your eye? From where?" Y/N came closer, and the cat hovering in the air disappeared.
"You don't have to worry about me, how about Alice?" and immediately appeared next to Y/n.
"Alice! Where did you...? Where is she?"
"Went back and forth...I gave her directions, but she took a wrong turn because of the rabbit," Cheshire muttered.
"Damn...that rabbit...where's the Hatter?"
"They have long since been captured by the Red King, my dear," he disappeared again and reappeared a little further away from the woman.
"I'm sorry..." said Y/N pitifully.
"You don't have to worry about that...Alice...I'm afraid she will soon meet the one you are so afraid of..." the cheerfulness in the cat's voice vanished.
"I got you into this, Cheshire. It's up to me to fix it. Won't the roads confuse me?" Y/N looked at her gradually disappearing friend.
"They won't confuse you because HE knows you've come," and the cat vanished into thin air.
A tower with a heart glimmered among the trees. That's where she needed to go, and that's where it would all start again. Y/N inadvertently glanced back, hoping to find a hole and fall back into the crowd of noisy guests. See her parents, whom she hadn't seen in a long time due to travelling with...Alice... . Alice, she's waiting, and most likely afraid, though she builds herself up as a warrior, but sometimes she doesn't look like one at all. Her daughter had already told her about dreams of the Magic Land, a land where Y/N herself had been. The woman had sensed the danger. Now she realised that these dreams were a prediction.
Y/n wandered down the path, the forest was dark and terrible. Not like it had been before. She felt fear and discomfort, but she walked boldly forward. There was no way back.
She stood before the gates of the Castle of Hearts, they were open and there were no knights. A path of stone led to the huge doors of the castle, which were ajar. There was silence in the courtyard, everyone was waiting for her. White roses, tinted with red paint bloomed proudly and smelled in the flowerbeds around them. The woman didn't know if these were the flowers she had once painted or if Alice had done it.
She walked down the familiar corridors of the castle, trying to pass quietly and unnoticed, but it was a foolish idea.
"Mum!" exclaimed Alice when she saw the woman enter the throne room.
"Alice!" Y/N ran to meet her daughter, wrapping her arms around her and pulling her close.
The throne room was empty as well, at least that's what it seemed to Y/n. Ignoring the greedy red eyes that trailed in the dark corner of the room.
"Mummy, I have so much to tell you!" the girl smiled happily.
"Oh my girl, we have to get out of here right now!" Y/N grabbed Alice's hand tightly, trying to pull her out of this castle, but the girl pushed herself up against the floor with her feet.
"No! Mummy!" shrieked the daughter sharply.
"Alice, I'll explain later!" Y/N made another attempt, but the girl stood firm.
"No, Mummy, Daddy will be upset!" shouted the girl in the same way, echoing throughout the hall, and Y/n's heart clenched and hammered, a blush pouring from her cheeks.
"My love... "a soft and deep voice echoed through the hall, the kind of voice that made a woman's whole gut tremble.
Y/n let go of her daughter's hand and she ran laughingly into her father's arms. The woman couldn't find the strength to turn round, she shrank back and tried to disappear from the world like Cheshire, but alas, she couldn't.
The sound of footsteps was sure and purposeful, firm and loud.
"My beloved daughter, I need to speak to our mother, find Eight, he will take you to your room," the man released the girl and she ran happily out the side door.
Y/N held back tears as the king's hands fell on her shoulders and then slowly travelled down her arms, squeezing them while his chest pressed harder against the woman's back. The smell of flowers and tart alcohol was intoxicating and frightening.
"I am happy to see you again, my sweet rose," he kissed the back of her neck.
"Please let us go," Y/n begged.
"HOW can I? I've finally seen my daughter that you tried to hide!" he turned the woman sharply towards him, and grabbed her face with his hands so she wouldn't dare avert her eyes. He pressed against his lover's lips with all his might, crushing and biting them so their kiss tasted of blood and salt.
Y/n was crying, trying to hold back the cries of pain and despair. She wanted to push him away but she knew it was useless, he was much taller and stronger and therefore more dangerous.
She opened her eyes as she began to feel him begin to gently kiss the lips he had so cruelly bitten and whispered a quiet 'sorry, sorry, sorry'.
"Where is everyone?" decided Y/N to raise her voice, after a while. The king pulled back, squinting his eyes dangerously.
"Huh, has that shabby animal said something to you yet?" he smiled, still with the same smile that carried only fear and pain.
"Please..." Y/N looked at him with her tearful eyes.
"Ah, I can't, my whole body trembles when I see you like this, I can't lie to you about anything. They're here in the dungeon, you know why, don't you?" the man hummed, and let go of Y/N's head.
"You...you can let them go?"
"...Sure! But what, do I get in return?" he smiled slyly, dragging her body closer to the two thrones.
"I'll stay here...along with Alice, forever," the woman muttered confidently.
"Oh, how I've been waiting for this!...Please drink this!" he held out an elaborate flask of red liquid.
Y/n knew very well that it was a forgetfulness potion, it would make her forget everything and then use magic to create new memories. The king had wanted to do this once before, but the woman had escaped.
"But you also promise to let the others go. Make them forget about me, give them the memories that I was always the queen, that I...so they won't try...try to free me again!" the woman held up this flask.
"Of course, my dear, this will be my wedding gift to you," the king smiled slyly.
Y/n sighed heavily, pulled the cork out of the potion and drank the entire contents to the bottom.
"All right, good girl," the man cooed.
He tossed the flask aside, the flask shattering on the stone floor with a loud thud. The king grabbed the woman's face and pulled her closer to him, sinking a kiss back into her lips. Gently with his tongue, he parted her sensual lips and penetrated inside, connecting his tongue with hers. The woman moaned excitedly, her head gradually becoming light, memories blurring, only feelings remained, feelings for the man who was kissing her so frantically.
Y/n didn't realise how she had ended up on one of the thrones. Didn't realise when the king had managed to kneel down, jabbing his face into her womanly bosom. He played with her clit with pressure, working his tongue his way inside. Y/n couldn't remember how many times she'd cum.
The woman didn't remember how she found herself on her...husband's lap, she stared blurrily around the throne room as her man penetrated her, immediately quickening his pace. On the first try, he found that point inside her and Y/N squirmed letting out a loud moan. The king gently slid his hand down, squeezing her pearl harder, even hurting a little, but Y/N accepted it. Accepted his seed pouring into her, his kisses and hugs.
"Let's have another child..." the king whispered softly into his lover's ear.
Y/n slowly drifted into sleep.
"With pleasure, my love!"
The woman uttered rapturously, finally relaxing into her lover's embrace.
<A few months later>
"Mummy!" shouted Alice, carrying across the garden the intricate flowers she had picked up from nowhere.
"Careful honey, you'll fall!" laughed the queen merrily.
"I'm giving this to you!" said the girl proudly, holding three flowers in her hands.
Y/n carefully turned around, holding her already rounded belly. And reaching out for the flowers.
"Well, there, you've soiled your dress again," the woman said dejectedly, running her hand lightly over the red fabric.
"It's okay, daddy buy some more, right daughter?" the king suddenly appeared, joining the conversation.
"Aha!" said Alice just as proudly, and ran off again.
"You spoil her too much!" said Y/N resentfully.
"She's my favourite," the King shrugged, putting his arm around his wife's waist.
"That's not the reason..." the woman exhaled quietly.
"There's the Hatter and the others coming, time for tea!" the man took Y/N's hand and slowly pulled her in the other direction.
"Don't change the subject!" pronounced Y/N, but obeyed her husband.
She didn't notice the satisfied smirk spreading across the King's face. He only walked slowly, thinking about how wonderful it was to add a few drops of love potion to the forgetfulness potion. But now he had to remember to add the rest of it to today's tea....
From Nymph: what are you hiding Cheshire? Anyway, I'm coming out of an apathetic period in my life now, because of it I just stopped living and now exist on a bed. The weather in our area is terrible, we were promised the warm summer I was looking forward to, but ended up with cold, wind and rain. Even the river I live by has become too high, but it's not out of its banks yet. That's it, I've complained, thank you for listening and reading my new work.
