Element of love (MLP Equestria Girls x Autistic reader)

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Y/N adjusted in his seat, tucking one leg beneath him as he leaned forward, completely absorbed in his notebook. He flipped to an empty page and began jotting down lines of dialogue, shaping the newest adventure of Light Hope. His handwriting, neat but slightly slanted, filled the page as he lost himself in the story.

Light Hope stood in the center of a darkened city street, his silhouette faintly glowing as if he carried the dawn within him. The world around him was shadowed, filled with whispered fears and creeping darkness, but he was unshaken, his resolve as steady as the morning light he channeled.

Light Hope (Watson Blight): "People fear the dark because they can't see what lies ahead... But I've always believed there's strength in facing what you can't see."

Y/N paused, smiling a little as he thought about the character's personality. Light Hope wasn't flashy or loud; he didn't crave attention. He'd take on the darkness to protect others without them even noticing he was there.

Light Hope: "Sometimes, the hardest battles are the ones we fight alone, without anyone else knowing. But that doesn't mean they aren't worth fighting."

In his mind, Y/N saw Watson lifting his hand, a small globe of light blooming in his palm, pushing back the shadows inch by inch. It wasn't much, but it was enough to guide people safely out of danger—a quiet, dependable strength.

Light Hope: "I don't need them to see me. I just need them to see their way forward."

As Y/N penned the words, he thought about how much he admired Watson's quiet courage. There was something powerful in being there for people, even when they didn't realize it—something he wished he could be for others, too.

Light Hope gazed over the city from the rooftop of a skyscraper, his eyes reflecting the stars above. Though his powers could illuminate the darkest places, he didn't see himself as anything extraordinary. He saw himself as just one person in a world full of people who needed to believe in something better.

Light Hope (Watson Blight): "A single light isn't much against the dark. But when enough people believe... even the smallest spark can ignite a fire."

Y/N thought about those words, the way they spoke to his own desire to make a difference, even if he felt small in a big world. Watson wasn't flashy or arrogant; he wasn't the type of hero who wanted people to look up to him. Instead, he wanted people to look inward, to see the good in themselves.

Light Hope: "Courage isn't the absence of fear. It's standing in the dark, knowing you can be the light for someone else."

In his story, Light Hope would often stand back, watching as the people he helped found the strength to stand on their own. Y/N imagined a scene where Watson saved a child from a burning building, only to disappear before anyone could thank him. Later, he'd hear about the child growing up to become a firefighter, inspired by the memory of a hero who believed in him.

Light Hope: "I don't need them to remember my name. I want them to remember that they, too, can be brave."

Y/N sketched Light Hope extending a hand to someone standing in the shadows, offering a quiet, reassuring smile. Watson didn't just save people—he reminded them of their own strength, their own potential to be better. Y/N liked the idea of a hero who saw people as more than just those who needed saving, but as friends, neighbors, and fellow dreamers.

Light Hope: "The world may be filled with darkness, but as long as we remember to share the light within us, hope will never die."

As he wrote, Y/N felt himself getting lost in the character's voice, in the strength of someone who didn't need recognition or fame, just the simple joy of knowing he'd helped. Watson was humble, brave, and endlessly hopeful, someone who believed that everyone had the capacity to be good. And maybe, in his own way, Y/N hoped he could be a bit like that, too.