Hi I'm Carlette, also known as Sweets on my blog, I am a fanfic author who is excited to share my work with all of you. I am a multi-fandom writer who does both OC and reader insert mainly.
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Summary: When you break someone’s heart you have no right to be upset over it.
Trigger/Content Warnings: angst, break-ups, attempt at manipulation
Word Count: 354
A/N: First post for TWST, I’m excited for it. Please like or comment.
The housewarden of Pomefiore was brooding again. And he even managed to look beautiful when he did so. His pale blond hair was down from its usual stylish updo to cascade around his shoulders and frame his face perfectly.
His lilac gloss accented lips were pursed into a perfectly pretty pout. His eye makeup was darker, signifying his inner turmoil. And his violet eyes shone with unshed tears...or eye drops to make it look that way.
He was the epitome of beautiful anguish.
But (Name) was sadly unmoved by the melodramatic display.
He had been acting this way for over a week now. Finding a new place to publically languish. Always in areas where he would be noticed.
But he was depressed like a photo shoot. Not a person pining for the one they loved then lost.
(Name) had brooded in private for a month, hiding away in her dorm room before emerging with a new wall up to protect herself. She decided to keep her chin up and nose in the air to him…like had had with her recently.
If he was too good to be seen in public with her she wouldn’t let him see her pain. He couldn’t have a Savanaclaw dorm student for a girlfriend; he wouldn't have her acknowledge that he was her ex.
(Name) rolled her eyes and walked past him in the library where he was currently brooding by the large window near the bookshelf which contained the subject she was working on. He knew her class schedule so of course he was there.
When he started dabbing his eyes with an silk handkerchief embroidered with his monogram and house crest she finally acknowledged him after locating the book she needed. She was tired of these theatrics.
She looked at him unamused, “Vil, you can’t be bitter now. This was your choice. You got what you wanted.” She grabbed the book off the shelf and walked away, keeping her head high, not letting the aching in her chest show as she left him there.
The same way he’d left her a month and a half prior.
The CIA tries to kill Clark Kent, not because they know he’s Superman, but because he’s a really good journalist. They keep making it look like an accident, but every plan fails. It’s a comedy as the CIA can’t figure out why their attempts always go wrong.
Summary: Alejandro has I dress in a suit and tie for an event dedicated to his wife.
Trigger/Content Warnings: none
Word Count: 444
“Come on Ale, it will be fine.” Rudy encouraged his old friend, “You wanna support your wife don’t you?”
“Yes...it's just...I look ridiculous.” He motioned to the crisp suit he was wearing, “I’m a soldier not some fucking business prick.”
Rudy laughed, “Well your wife just published an award winning book, and needs her arm candy. I mean I could always take your place.” He teased.
Alejandro shoved Rudy’s shoulder making him laugh. “Pendejo.” He finally laughed.
—
(Name) looked gorgeous in the red dress she wore and Alejandro completely forgot how ridiculous he felt in the suit he was wearing. Especially when she playfully fixed his tie.
“You look amazing, hermosa.” He murmured.
“You don’t look so bad yourself, guapo.” She giggled and leaned in, pecking his lips.
She took hold of his offered arm and let him lead her inside. He knew she was nervous and wanted him by her side. Giving a talk about winning an award to her university was crazy. Especially since she hasn’t been back to the United States in almost seven years. Only for a trip to see her parents after she and Alejandro got married five years ago.
She had written a semi-autobiographical novel about the life of an expat military wife. It had been eye opening to many about the challenges and rewards of moving from your home country as well as falling in love with a man whose career is so demanding.
She supported him in the career he had had for years before he met her. And he supported her as she pursued her dream of being an author.
He sat back and watched as she gave her speech. She was articulate but stayed friendly and relatable. She spoke in English and Spanish at some points as she explained what she could of his life that inspired the male lead. He clapped the loudest when she concluded. Though his cheeks heated up when she asked him to join her on stage.
He did so, smiling beside her. She held his hand and said that she couldn’t have done this without him.
“I do have one final thing to say, there may be inspiration for a sequel.” She announced, “Arriving in about nine months.”
She was both announcing her book to the crown and telling Alejandro that their family was expanding. The man was stunned but grinned, tears welling in his eyes as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her temple.
“Te amo.” She murmured into his chest while he embraced her.
“Te amo, you are amazing.” He breathed.
There was more than one thing to celebrate tonight.
What are you’re thoughts on Neron in the Mayans? I never noticed him until season 4 but he’s such a sweet man. 🥺 I don’t know why I didn’t notice him before.
Oh, my heart! 😭💔😭Neron! Like Gilly, he was completely underused until the end of season 4 and into season 5.
Now this is just my opinion, but I stand by it. I personally see him as The Mayans version of Juice. He was from somewhere else (Los Angeles) so he had a different way of living and looking at things. He expected a different (better) level of brotherhood and got his heart broken. He was always kind of outside the main circle and he knew it. His brothers joked about his very serious injuries and didn't go after the ones who hurt him. He knew he couldn't depend wholly on his mc but the need to belong was so strong and the want to trust kept him hooked in till he died...at the word of his leader.
HE IS JUICE.
Not all the same reasonings got him there but he was the show's sacrificial lamb just as much as Juice was and NOBODY wanted to see it. But the fandom kinda kept quiet about it, and still does...just like they seem to do with Juice.
🤬🤬🤬The fuck writers??? And more importantly the FUCK FANDOM???
I do wonder if he had L.A. to go back to, like if he had messed things up back there. Or if he had come to Santo Padre from another Mayans chapter and we just didn't get to know. It seems like he was the black sheep for no damn reason, which is weird for a five season show. He was a character worth exploring...I guess it's up to fanfic writers to keep him alive now.
A/N: My return to Supernatural is with Rowena, it’s kind of ironic with my favorite character, my husband and king being Crowley, that my first drabble or Fic back in this universe is with his mother. Enjoy.
Being the apprentice of one of the world’s oldest living witches wasn’t always easy. Especially when she had a demon King for a son and being on the Winchester’s radar. But (Name) knew that going in. She trusted Rowena. As risky as that was she knew that the redhead wouldn’t hurt her.
Perhaps it was the fact that their relationship had expanded beyond that of just a witch and her apprentice…
—
“Stay still, pet, you’re doing so well.” Rowena purred while watching (Name) struggle to stay standing.
The vibrator stuck inside of her had her knees shaking. Rowena liked to quiz her like this. (Name) wasn’t allowed to move or cum until she could answer whatever questions Rowena asked.
“Now...what do those ingredients make?” Rowena asked again.
“A...an honesty serum...with mild aphrodisiac qualities...a truth of feelings potion.” (Name) finally managed to gasp out.
“Good pet…you may cum now.” Rowena cooed.
“Oh fuck!” (Name) gasped out as her knees finally gave out and she crumpled to the ground her orgasm crashing over her.
Rowena knelt beside her and stroked her hair as she came down. Murmuring sweet nothings as she did so. She leaned down and kissed her temple.
Pairing: Teen!Hades x Teen!Reader, suggested Hades x Reader
Summary: Reader is a doctor who specializes in treating wounds caused by dark magic, but she wasn’t always this professional, respected woman. She was once a teenage princess in love with the bad boy she never expected to see again.
Trigger/Content Warning(s): None really, some slight angst and fluff
Word Count: 1399
A/N: Again this was just supposed to be a drabble but I got inspired. There might be enough potential for a sequel to this, or even a full length chapter Fic, if anyone wants it. Lol. I really like this idea.
There was just something about the way the world looked when the sun was going down. The sky was ablaze with pinks and oranges and it reflected down over the campus of the boarding school (Name) was walking through.
She’d been called by the new young King of Auradon and his future Queen to assist with a prisoner of all things who needed medical attention. She’d gone to this school herself. Years and years ago.
She hadn’t thought she would ever come back as she was unmarried and had no children to attend. She sighed and to the room she had been called to. Greeting King Ben and his future Queen Mal.
She looked so much like her mother it was amazing. But there was something else there in her face that she knew far too well. She willed her memories away before she lost herself to them.
“Sorry to ask for this so last minute, but you are the only doctor who can treat magical wounds on powerful users.” Mal said.
“It’s fine,” (Name) assured her, “Anything to help. That’s why I chose the medical field over a crown.”
She was led into a room and when she saw the back of the patient/prisoner she wished she could turn tail and run. Tall, still muscular, with flaming blue hair atop his head. The worn, studded leather jacket an homage to the one he wore when they knew each other a long time ago. Before the villains like him had been banished to the isle of the lost.
“Dad, you gotta let the doctor look at your arm.”
Mal said and the man turned away from the window he’d been staring out of.
Her breath caught in her throat as their eyes met. She nodded to Mal that she would be fine and walked over to the man who was staring at her trying to place why he knew her. Mal left the room and she cleared her throat before walking over.
“I’m supposed to heal your arm but they left you chained up on that side...oh how smart of them.” She rolled her eyes and quickly pulled a key out of her pocket that she’d snuck off of a guard, “I’m only unlocking this one hand, behave.” She warned and looked up at him their eyes locking as who she was finally hit him.
“Hello there Princess.” He said with an admittedly still breathtaking smirk.
“It’s doctor now, Hades.” She said simply, “I gave up my crown years ago.”
“When?” He asked.
“About the time Maleficent told my parents I’d snuck around with you for two years.” She said, “It was stripped from me and to get it back I would have had to marry that prince who made my life Hell in school, so I willingly gave it up.”
Hades hissed as she checked his arm over, “I didn’t know she told them...I thought it was just an idle threat.” He admitted.
“She didn’t do idle threats, Hades, you know that.” She said, “She got what she wanted...she won, she always did.”
She hadn’t looked at his face again as she healed his arm. This moment took her back to all the times she’d worked on her healing magic on the wounds he wound up with. When she finished she went to chain him back up but he caught her hand. Making her eyes snap back up to his.
“We could make a run for it, you and I.” He said.
Those words took her back like no others.
—
Sunset was her favorite time of day. It was the only time when she could be completely open as who she was. Where she was (Name) and not Princess (Name). Where she could be abnormal girl with her not so normal boyfriend.
They were polar opposites but she didn’t care. He was fiery and dark. He terrified the other princesses. But he was always sweet with her.
She knew they were probably doomed from the start, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to enjoy their time. She had gotten a letter in her locker from him to meet on the roof of the school at Sunset. Their favorite kind of date.
She was waiting in their spot when she heard him walk up.
“Been waiting long, Princess?” Hades asked as he flopped onto the stone beside her.
“Not much longer than usual,” she laughed, “Took you a while to sneak off this time.”
“Yeah, the guys are getting suspicious as to where I’m sneaking off to all the time.” He chuckled.
“It’s only taken them two years to get suspicious.” She laughed.
They talked about the usual things, their families and friends, their classes and the way they felt about each other. She cuddled into his side. He was so warm. He kissed her temple. He was fidgeting with his ring. It was a skull with blue stones for eyes. It fit him so well.
“What’s on your mind?” She asked him.
But she knew what it was.
He wasn’t the only one she’d gotten a note from in her locker.
“I want you to have this.” He said and pulled it off and pressed it into her hand.
“What? Hades, this is your favorite ring!” She explained.
He cupped her cheek and pulled her into a kiss, “Yeah, so my favorite girl should have it.” He said and kissed her again.
She smiled into the kiss and willed the tears to stay at bay. She knew that come the next morning he would tell her they were over. That he didn’t love her. He never loved her.
And the next day at school she would see him with his arm around Maleficent.
Her future threatened if she stayed with Hades was something she could handle.
But her life being threatened was something he couldn’t.
And she knew that. So she kissed him like it was the last time. Because they both knew it was. But they didn’t want to say anything.
There was nothing to say.
—
(Name) sighed and shook her head before locking his wrist back in the cuff.
“You know we can’t.” She said.
“Yeah I do.” He sighed and looked out the window again, “Ironic, the last time I really enjoyed the sunset was...that night...and here we are watching it together again.”
She laughed and shook her head, it was the same for her, “Me too.” She said and pocketed the key, “Gotta slip that back to the guard I took it from.”
Hades laughed, “I taught you a thing or two back then.” He joked.
“We had some good times.” She said.
She knew she shouldn’t but she reached out and cupped his cheek before pressing her lips to his again. Shocking the man in chains before he began to kiss back. They stayed that way until the sun finally set. She pulled away.
“If you ever get out, look me up.” She said and pulled the necklace she wore out drunk under the blouse, the pendant was none other than the ring he had given her, “Your favorite girl...never stopped loving you. The one piece of you, she never got.”
Hades grinned, “I’ll be out in good behavior before you know it babe.” He laughed.
“You’ve never had good behavior Hades.” She laughed as the door opened and Mal came back in to see what was taking so long.
“Everything’s good to go.” She told Mal and nodded at Hades.
“Was good to see you again Princess.” He said.
She looked at him and smiled, “Was actually nice to see you’re still alive, Hades, and it’s Doctor, not Princess.”
“Not to me, babe, not to me.” He called as Mal led her out.
“You know my dad?” She asked.
“It was a long time ago.” (Name) said as she slipped the key back to a guard without them noticing but Mal noticing.
She looked at the doctor as they walked out side by side. A million questions filling her head. She would ask them another time. (Name$ seemed too lost in thought.
But (Name) had only one thought on her mind now. Maleficent wasn’t around to ruin it this time.
Maybe there was a happy ending out there for the former Princess and the villain she fell in love with all those years ago.
TW/CW: mentions of cheating, Archie being a douchey ex.
Word Count: 1720
A/N: I don’t hate Archie, it was just the best way to work on my idea with Veronica, lol. Also this was supposed to be a semi-daily drabble…but it turned into a short Fic. Lol. Enjoy.
How did they get here?
The unknown girlfriend and the unexpected mistress?
It was crazy to think that they would be sharing a milkshake at Pop’s.
On a date of all things.
It was a crazy road to get here.
—
June
“They don’t know how long I’m gonna be in this time.” (Name) sighed as she looked into her boyfriends understanding brown eyes.
“I don’t want you to worry, the surgery is going to go great and you’ll be out and back by my side and school in no time, babe.” Archie Andrews said with a warm smile.
She hugged him tightly and smiled as he kissed her forehead. She had been in and out of the hospital for as long as they’d known each other. Her multitude of chronic illnesses loved to knock her down over and over again. But she had always had three constants by her side.
Her best friends Betty and Jughead. And her boyfriend Archie. They’d been dating since they were freshman and they were going strong.
“I’ll visit you every week. More than once a week. Until you come home.” Archie promised her, “Every day if it will make you smile.”
“I love you Arch.” (Name) breathed.
“I love you too, (Nick-Name).” He murmured.
—
July
“Are you gonna be able to make it up on Friday? Before they have to put the pic line in?” (Name) asked on the phone with her boyfriend.
“The fourth? I should be able to make it up.” Archie replied, seeming far too distracted.
(Name) sighed, she knew that her health issues weren’t an easy thing to deal with for a partner. But Archie had always been super sweet and understanding. Was her upcoming multi-month hospital stay finally too much? She didn’t want to think the worst because he was still coming up to see her every week.
“How’s work with your dad?” She asked trying to distract herself.
“Busy, hard, I think I finally get the constant aches and pains you always talked about.” Archie joked.
“I miss your face around here...these walls are so fucking basic and daytime TV sucks. I’m literally watching cartoons every afternoon to keep my spirits up.” (Name) joked.
“I’ll come up and see you on Friday, promise.” Archie assured her.
—
August
A sigh escaped (Name’s) lips as she looked at the wilting flowers in the window of her hospital room. She’d been discharged two days ago and then readmitted this morning.
The surgery didn’t take properly and she was looking at another month or so to repair what had been messed up.
She was frustrated. She was supposed to be out of here and getting her strength back so she could start school in September.
Archie hadn’t answered her when she tried to call and let him know that she was in the hospital again. She shook her head and gripped the teddy bear he had given her on the Fourth of July since she wouldn’t get to see any fireworks this year.
At least Jughead was visiting her. With Betty out of town and Archie not answering and her parents having to work she was alone.
“Think you could refrain from eating mine if I promised to buy your burger to smuggle me in some Pop’s?” She asked the admittedly awkward young man in the chair beside her bed.
“Ha-ha, I can do that.” He assured her, “He still not answering?”
“Guess he’s working really hard today.” She sighed, “His dad must be working him like a dog this summer.”
“Yeah.” Jughead agreed, “I’ll stop by there and see if he can be dismissed for a few hours.”
(Name) assured him that he didn’t have to do that. But of course he insisted that he did.
—
September
Salacia hated being stuck in the hospital even more when school was in session. She got to see her friends even less.
She was having to study on her own. Spending her days being pumped full of antibiotics and other medications. Having her blood taken. And being forced to do physical and occupational therapy to keep her strength up.
She checked her phone. Archie still hadn’t texted back. She hoped she would get to see him sometime that week. It had been over a week since she got to see him. And it was starting to seem like he wasn’t interested in her anymore.
She hoped he was just busy with school and football and work so he was so tired he couldn’t even call her.
She didn’t want to be right.
—
November
(Name’s) eyes were wide as she stared at Betty.
“You wanna repeat that?” She asked her friend.
“I wanted to say I was sorry about the breakup between you and Archie.” Betty said.
“I wasn’t...I wasn’t aware we broke up!” (Name) exclaimed.
“He's telling everyone you broke up with him over the summer...since I mean...he…” Betty stopped herself before she could say something else to cause her friend distress.
“He’s seeing someone else.” (Name) said, there was no question to her words.
Betty nodded, “I’m so sorry, (Nick-Name), I didn’t know.” She exclaimed, “I thought you two had broken up, he said you had.”
“Well he didn’t tell me that.” (Name) whimpered with tears gathering in her eyes, “Is she pretty? Is she healthy? Is he just tired of me being sick? I...oh my god…” she began to sob.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t...I’m sorry that you’re hearing about your breakup from me.” Betty said, “I…”
Before she could continue a nurse came in to usher her out as visiting hours were over. Betty apologizes again before leaving.
Salacia let herself cry and when she went to hug the bear that used to comfort her she screamed and threw it across the hospital room before breaking down into sobs.
—
Still November
Salacia had texted Betty and begged her to not say anything about her finding out. Give Archie one last chance to man up. She was being cleared to go home the next week and should be back at school in the week after.
But Archie never showed up.
Or called.
Or texted.
To let her know that they were over.
(Name) had never felt this empty. She never expected to lose Archie this way.
—
December
Walking into Riverdale High after finally being cleared was surreal. So many classmates came up to hug her and tell her they were glad that she was doing better. But she could see the pity in a few eyes. The ones that obviously knew that Archie had never broken up with her officially.
She didn’t say anything to anyone about looking for him. So they assumed that the break up was real.
She walked through the hallway towards her newly assigned locker and heard her supposed ex-boyfriend's voice. Coming from across the hallway. She looked and saw him. And instead of her stomach fluttering and chest filling with warmth she felt nothing but pain and betrayal.
She saw the girl he had been seeing behind her back. And she was pretty. Dark black hair and a very chic sense of style that (Name) knew that she would never have the confidence to pull off.
Seeing him cup her cheek and kiss her the way that he had always done to her was the catalyst that broke her. She had his old letterman jacket in her backpack, he had given it to her the winter before she had her long months in the hospital. And before she knew it she had pulled it out of her bag was storming over shoving it into his chest when their kiss ended.
“You are an absolute ass Archie Andrews! I hate you!” She sobbed.
“(Name)?!” He exclaimed, shocked to see her there.
“I wasn’t aware we broke up you asshat!” She snapped, “I was in the damn hospital alone and you were running around with another girl!”
The pretty girl was stunned, “Archie, what is going on?” She asked and when the redhead couldn’t form a sentence she turned to (Name), “Who are you?”
“That should be my question. Up until Betty informed me when she visited me, in the hospital, we’d apparently broken up before school started. I had been under the impression I was Archie’s girlfriend of two years.” She said crossing her arms, “(First Name) (Last Name), His now official ex.”
The girl glared at Archie and practically shrieked, “You were cheating on your sick girlfriend with me?! You made me the other woman?!” She seemed rightfully disgusted and slapped the speechless boy before turning and storming off.
Salacia walked away after that as well, but not before telling Archie she hated him again.
—
(Name) reached across the table and gently took Veronica's hand. That day after school let out, the pretty socialite had sought her out and apologized while introducing herself. She had assured her she had no idea about Archie’s betrayal of both of them.
They never expected to be friends.
But Betty and even Cheryl helped them realize that they were stronger together since their shared ex was licking his wounds and trying to gain one or both of their forgiveness or sympathy. And maybe even a reconciliation.
Together they had told him to leave the two of them alone. Veronica had even gotten her parents to help with (Name’s) medical bills.
If they didn’t expect to become friends they definitely never expected to be going out on a date like this. But after a kiss under the mistletoe at a school dance they realized there was a slight spark between them.
After the dance she had slept over at Veronica’s house and they kissed a few more times. Swearing they could go back to normal the next day if this didn’t feel right. But the next morning after a long night of kissing between episodes of the show they were binging, (Name) couldn’t fight her words.
“I can’t go back to the way things were before, being with you like this...changed everything.”
And so now here they sat in a first date in the same place they had both shared their first date with their shared ex. Smiling and holding hands.
“This is the start of something good,” Veronica declares with a smile.
It’s been a long time since I have posted on this blog, most of my fan fiction works have been posted on ao3 for a few years. But I want to come back to Tumblr and post here as well. So here is a quick life update as well as my plans for this blog for the foreseeable future.
As well as my current fandoms that I plan to and am willing to write for.
I haven’t really used Tumblr since my ex and I broke up…or he dumped me because I’m disabled. So it’s been since 2015 or 2016.
so here are my updates:
Life:
I am in a relationship with a new guy that has been so good to me. My old roommate moved out and had a baby. My brother moved in…and out…and back in…until finally out for the last time. He was a drunk who I had to call the cops on twice before he was arrested and charged with terroristic threats against me. I don’t really have contact with him anymore even though he fulfilled his probation for it. I just hope one day he gets help.
I am a uterine cancer survivor. I will probably make a post about my cancer journey at some point. But I am thankfully cancer free. As well as uterus free now since the only sure fire cure was a hysterectomy.
I’m still living with my Nana and am her main caregiver as well as being disabled myself.
Blog:
I am still majorly into fandoms, and I quit this blog when I started losing my main interest in Supernatural. I still love the show, but this blog had become pretty much just about it. So I plan to revamp it into a more definitively multi-fandom blog. Where I will post all of my current works. And maybe some older works that are only been on ao3 presently.
I like to think my writing has gotten better. While I still write a descent amount of smut I am enjoying typing more fluffy and romantic stories as well. And I’m excited to share my new work and fandom obsessions with everyone.
Current Fandoms:
Mayans MC
Son’s of Anarchy
Call of Duty
Five Nights at Freddy’s
The Batfam
Supernatural
Teen Wolf
Riverdale
Disney Twisted Wonderland
Disney Desdendants
Mortal Kombat
Resident Evil (games)
Hazbin Hotel
I hope my old followers will embrace my new direction of the blog. And that any new followers like my old works. Sadly I don’t know if I will be able to finish any unfinished works at present, as I no longer have that old laptop and lost them, but maybe in the future I can pick them back up again.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Love you all.