#Scarlett Rose Fitness

[heartsofminds]

i'm calling just to hear you scream - part i

"She’s tried to be positive. She’s tried to be kind. She’s trying to be the peacekeeper, but all of that falls out the window when her brother is bitching out everything that fucking blinks and breathes and Richie has slung a sledgehammer into the wrong wall that needed to be knocked down." or Natalie gets fed the fuck up and hires a hospitality attorney before everything else turns to shit. 

a/n: i couldn't help myself at all and had to bite by trying my hand at writing for carmy! what can i say? i love men with trauma that need to be cuddled like newborns! please enjoy the beginning of enemies to lovers to enemies back to lovers fic with a workaholic chef and an overly empathetic attorney. angst is my brand! i hope you enjoy!

Being the peacekeeper of your family is never something anyone ever sets out to be. 

One day you’re normal and live blissfully with the rose-colored lenses of naivety tinting life shades of bashful blush and magnetic magenta. The next day you’re diffusing a spitfire scarlett dispute between your anxiety-ridden mother and impulsively crude older brother while simultaneously taming the balloon of battered blue tears your baby brother sheds who observes from the corner; scared yet somehow unaware of the emotions sucking the oxygen out of everyone. 

At first, it feels good. It feels nice to be appreciated and turned to in moments of darkness. Helpfulness defines your livelihood and gives you the nameplate of the gold star child who can never do any wrong and always finds a solution. But then you realize that is what you ever really are, and you’re both hated for your inability to let things sour and for always having an answer despite uncertainty plaguing every course of action. 

Being the peacekeeper of your family is both a Medal of Honor, worn with pride and graciousness, yet a bullet wound wielded by shame and agony. The tenderness and hurt push on it until you can hardly stand it; half expecting pus to be seeping out in pale yellow heaps because the pain feels so real. 

There are no exit wounds. There are no breaks. There is no humanity or personal identity or room for self-discovery. 

A peacemaker is all you will be and all you will ever accomplish, and you’ll never say it out loud but it’s fucking exhausting. 

Being the peacemaker is something Natalie Berzatto never fucking asked for, yet here she is, playing project manager to her haywire (and sometimes freakishly obsessive) baby brother’s blind-eyed throw of a dart that manifested itself in asking Uncle Jimmy for an eight hundred thousand dollar loan with the promise to have it completely paid back within eight months. 

She’s not one to rain on a parade, but it’s hard to keep marching when your entire life has been putting out the fires of overly ambitious business ventures during unmedicated fits of mania. She had seen it with their dad, with their mom, and with Mikey. Carmen is the last needle needed to complete the fucked up haystack that engulfs their family. 

She’s tried to be positive. She’s tried to be kind. She’s trying to be the peacekeeper, but all of that falls out the window when her brother is bitching out everything that fucking blinks and breathes and Richie has slung a sledgehammer into the wrong wall that needed to be knocked down. 

Natalie has never thought of looking into Botox until now; when her face is set in a permanent scowl and her resting heart rate nears triple digits. Pete had been telling her for the past three weeks that she was doing amazing; that this was an impossible task to complete stress-free, and that the stress was “good” because it meant that she cared. 

Sometimes she doesn’t realize that not everyone has a mom who drives the fucking car through the den during Christmas Eve dinner nor does everyone have a mom who moves all the furniture to the backyard before having to leave for their oldest brother’s high school graduation. Not everyone has an older brother who blows his head off and doesn’t leave a note and not everyone has a younger brother who would lose his head if it wasn’t attached to his body and had his mouth that was spewing hurtful insults by the dozen.

Stress does not mean that you care. Stress means that your eyes are staring at the fucking Sun trying to see where the other shoe is getting ready to drop because there’s always another disappointment and always another phone call to make to the pharmacy for more SSRIs. 

Needless to say, Richie calling Neil “lard ass” on an antagonizing loop after he had pointed out the wrong wall was being destroyed was the last straw. Well, that and the fact she found a new patch of white hairs colonizing on her hairline the other morning. Constant shouted insults, gray hairs popping up overnight, and the colossal secret of a new infant making its arrival into the chaos in October weigh heavy on her. And she absolutely cannot afford to lose her cool and become the kind of bitchy and mean she knows that she’s capable of. 

Your phone number sits inside the LED-lit text thread of a friend she had known in high school. Becca was the older sister of Claire Cantor whom her little brother may have or may have not had a pathetic crush on years ago when he was in high school. 

She feels kind of grimy doing what she is; offering up information about Carmy to Becca to give to Claire who apparently thought her baby brother was the bee's knees (which, if she saw the way he was acting right now, Natalie knows she would run the other way). She doesn’t even think Carmen has the capability to think of anything outside of the restaurant and the menu and how royally fucked they all are. 

She can feel the dull ache of guilt in her chest that comes with knowing how unlikely anything is to come from this, and how wrong she is for pretending like her telling Becca where he grocery shops or if he has a girlfriend or if he was currently looking for someone to date would somehow tether Claire to a world where her and Carmen are a “thing” (because apparently “boyfriend and girlfriend” is too permanent of a word for Chicagoan twenty-somethings to use). 

But she’s doing it for the sake of everyone else! It can’t possibly be as gross and low-lived as she feels it is. 

Becca Cantor is insufferable and can only be taken in small doses, but she’s also a big wig junior partner at one of the most lucrative law firms in Chicago. Natalie hates blowing smoke up people’s asses who don’t deserve it (and in Becca’s case certainly don’t need it), but she desperately needs help and knows that she needs to figure something out before she fucks herself in such a deep hole that she couldn’t attempt to unfuck herself if she tried. 

Your official title is “junior associate” and you had been working at Becca’s firm following your graduation from Northwestern’s Pritzker School of Law a couple of years prior. Becca had said you were amazing; freakishly smart, funny, and hardworking. She also mentioned that you were the best kind of junior associate; the ones that know when to shut the fuck up and when to get the fuck out of the way. The addition added before the text conversation ended was how you were looking to get your foot into the hospitality legal field, and how you were willing to do anything concerning that for free fucking ninety-nine if it meant you would have some experience. 

Natalie sits with her lower lip worried between her teeth and her hands one tick shy of shaking. Her heart beats erratically despite lounging on her couch with the lights off and a re-run of That 70’s Show playing softly in the background. She makes a mental note to bring up the high resting heart rate at her next OB appointment. 

It’s because she’s pregnant. Yes. It has to be because she’s pregnant. 

She shouldn’t be nervous. It would be absolutely ridiculous to be nervous. She’s not nervous. 

She already ran the idea past Sydney and she agreed that they absolutely needed a lawyer in their back pocket. With all of the tax records fucked beyond belief, new workers being hired who actually knew their worth and wouldn’t tolerate not having an actual employement contract, and the lack of permits under their belt currently, a lawyer wouldn’t hurt if getting one turned out to not be as helpful as anticipated. Besides, Becca had said you were doing it for them pro bono which in turn meant free fucking nintey-nine. 

But Natalie had lied to Carmen about how much some fluted cocktail glasses cost to ensure that they purchased the cheaper ones so that she could run the numbers and figure out a way to put you on the payroll. Pro bono or not, you’re doing them a huge favor and part of her can’t put the peacekeeping to rest. 

Her fingers type and untype a novel of characters. She can’t seem to relax her mind enough to articulate what exactly she wants to say. She has one shot to not scare you off and not lose her mind in a fit of fiery rage and not have everything turn to shit and it be her fault. She has to be perfect. 

Fuck. She is nervous. 

Hi! This is Natalie Berzatto. I’m one of Becca Cantor’s friends and she referred me to you. I’m working on opening a restaurant and would like for you to swing by and discuss some things about it if you’re open to that! Please let me know. I’m looking forward to hearing back from you soon! 

Nat’s finger hits the blue “send” arrow in the rounded box of her phone screen the same time she pushes a gag to the back of her throat. She used to work at a marketing firm for Christ’s sake. Cold contacting people isn’t anything new and she’s usually not one to shy away from reaching out to anyone in her personal life first. But she can’t help the fact that she’s never been able to swallow the artificial bubble gummy niceness of reaching out to a complete stranger for the first time. She feels stupid and knows that she sounds even stupider but tries not to think about it. 

Besides, keeping everything together is never easy and she knows that she would be selfish for letting her discomfort prevent her from doing what she knows is best. 

Her breath is stuck in her chest as she eyes the open text thread to an unsaved number; her blue text message staring at her menacingly and breeding contempt as the seconds pass. She gasps loudly whenever she sees the gray bubbles pop up beneath it. Pete pokes his head into the living room with a tea towel in his hand and one of the ceramic plates they had eaten dinner on in the other. His eyes wear concern but he knows better than to confront his wife. Natalie was anything but sugary sweet when she was stressed and the influx of hormones as of late have not been helping. 

You see the message as soon as Natalie sends it. The unknown “312” number finds its way into your notifications and your eyes read over the words in a frenzy. You know that you’re intelligent. You graduated from law school for fuck’s sake, but for some reason you absolutely cannot comprehend the text you’re reading. 

Firstly, you were sure Becca hated your fucking guts. She was a junior partner that everyone hated being assigned to because she pushed all her work onto the associates and nothing ever seemed to be good enough for her. Part of the reason you had to take work home tonight was because she sent you an email with enough passive-aggressive undertone to know that these edits needed to be done now; never mind the fact that the time she took to type out the seven and a half page report about the original report probably took up so much time that she could’ve done the task herself. But yet you replied kindly and have been working through your brain fog and finger cramps since arriving home at six in the evening five hours ago. 

Secondly, hospitality litigation was absolutely above your pay grade. You had taken one elective course on it during your 2L year and did a two-week internship before the start of 3L simply because one of your friends wanted to go on vacation and needed to find someone to cover for them. You know jack shit about hospitality law and you don’t even know why Becca Cantor, of all fucking people, would be so willing to recommend you when she couldn’t care less if you lived or died. 

But of course, you can’t say no. You can never say no, and if this Natalie person was desperate enough to reach out to you via text at 11 PM on a Wednesday, she definitely needed help and needed it now. Besides, you would tell her that you do not need to be paid and if whatever she needs proves to be way too advanced for you, you can always help her find an attorney that knows what they’re doing.

Right? 

It definitely doesn’t mean that you’ll pull an all-nighter and research every aspect of hospitality law in Illinois that you can get your hands on. . .Or look up every department dealing with food and management regulations in the state. . .Or try and look at precedent cases. Your firm gave you unlimited access to West Law. Might as well use it for something slightly more interesting than trusts, estates, and contracts. 

You’re unusually pensive for something you know you would love to do. The ongoing battle as of late has been the dispute between seeking joy and wading in practicality; happiness or falsified peace? 

You rub your eyes with a roughness that would make your optometrist cringe. You know that staring at your computer screen five hours after your contracted work hours ended was the culprit for your dry eyes, but the hours you need are not going to bill themselves. Getting up to get your eyedrops will have to wait.

Replying to Natalie cannot. 

Your fingers type and untype; the feeling of texting back an unknown number foreign and unnerving. 

Thanks so much for reaching out and thinking of me! I would love to. What dates and times work for you, and where would it be best for us to meet? 

The text stares at you on your phone screen. Why do you sound so. . . corporate? Boring? Infantile.

She could probably tell you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about at all. The feeling of defeat rises in your throat but you ignore it and hit send instead. You’re trying to be better about that; letting your fear of uncertainty keep you from taking action. You’ve come to realize that the hard part isn’t doing the thing. It’s actually sitting in the aftermath of the “thing” and waiting for the rest of the world to catch up. 

You bite your lip so hard it begins to bleed and throbs with each pulse of watery blood that fills your mouth. The gentle suck you give it to stop the bleeding makes it partially numb. 

Fuck you, Becca. Fuck you, Becca. Fuck you, Becca. 

Natalie chirps when your text illuminates her screen. She gasps and sits up; startling Pete who had settled next to her after finishing the dishes. Her eyes curl up in the same way her lips do. 

Fucking finally. 

The world no longer feels like it’ll fall apart.

[class-of-classic-blog]

MY HEADCANON FOR PARENTS NAMES:

Snow White: Bianca White ( Bianca means "white" and Whites are probably one of the most obsessed families with their story, every single Snow White had a name with meaning relative to the fairy tails,)

Evil Queen: Eris Queen (I can't remember did I read a fic where she was called Eris but I think that the name of the goddess of discord really suits her)

Sleeping Beauty: Rosalin Beauty (pretty standard name)

Cinderella: Ophelia Ella ( a sweet name for a sweet girl)

Red Riding Hood: Scarlett Hood (one more standard name)

Big Bad Wolf: Aiden Wolf (close friends call him Andy :) )

Dark Fairy: Darcy Thorn ( oh the irony of being the dark fairy with dark name and yet cover yourself in light)

Candy Witch: Cinnamon Witch (I also didn't come up with this name myself. I saw someone use it for her a really long time ago but I can't remember who. If the person who came up with this name sees this, you deserve a reward, the name is perfect. But I hc that she goes by her nickname: Candy. Why? Because it's such a cute nickname)

Pinocchio: Oak Wood (I think that every family name has something to do with trees or wood. Oak sounds like a perfect name for someone sweet, young and cheerful and later as an adult calm and wise)

Goldilocks: Dolly Locks ( I just think that its a cute name and she kinda remind me of Dolly)

Huntsman: Archer Huntsman (Okay, so, Huntsmans are bad at naming their kids, like REALLY BAD. Hunter we are counting on you to break that cycle)

King Charming: Dashing Charming (I read one fanfic were he is named Dashing and i think that name suits him, i myself couldn't come up with the more fitting name)

Queen Charming: Grace Charming (I also read that one in a fanfic and i think it fits her, somehow whenever i think of Charmings Dashing and Grace are the first name that come to my mind)

Rapunzel: Cressida O'Hair (I first just like the name but then i found out the Cressida means "golden" so it goes well with Rapunzel story)

Pied Piper: Devin Piper ( It means "bard" or "poet", the perfect name for a musician. Also, Piper is really a cool name, too bad it is already his last name)

Mad Hatter: Maddox Hatter (I just like silly names for Wonderlandians, especially Mad Hatter)

Queen of Hearts: Victoria Hearts ( okeey, it's not a very Wonderlandian name but neither is Elizabeth and Vicy is a cute nikename)

Cheshire Cat: Lorelai Cheshire (I didn't want to go for the obvious one Chatrine, like, I get it, she's a cat, She literally named her daughter Kitty, or maybe Katrine Kitty for short, BUT THEN I REMEMBER THAT TOLERAI EXISTED which is literally the same name just different first latter and I already gotten attached to Lorelai, so, umm if you all could just do me the favour and pretend that these are TOTALLY different names I would be very thankful)

Alice Wonderland: Amilia Wonderland ( Also would her last name be Wonderland or Liddell? Bonus cute nickname Amy)

White Rabbit: Castor Blanc ( At first i just liked the name but don't you think that "dutiful" is a perfect for White Rabbit)

White Swan: Elenor Swan ( It means "shining light" and to be honest with that destiny she's going to need some light in her life)

Black Swan: Callisto VonBart (What would be the last name of The Black Swan? VonBart?BlackSwan? I put VonBart because I found an OC of Odille on Pinterest and her last name was VonBart. I don't know)

Frog Prince: Hanry Croakington ( i reafuse to belive that he named his son after himself. Nuh-uh. He named Hopper after his father or maybe his grandfather)

Robin Hood: Wren Hood ( Listen, Listen, maybe they just have a thing with the birds?)

Maid Marian: Pandora Charming ( I don't think that there is a destiny stricly for Maid Marian. I think thats just a princess from Charming family or from nobel family, that's why i gave her last name Chaming. Last name changed after the wedding)

Beauty: Primrose Beauty ( Ah, Beauties and their roses)

Beast: Damian Beast (like it)

Fairy Godmother: Beatrice Goodfairy ("blessed one" mmm... too bad you can't bless yourself)

Jack Beanstalk: Jasper Beanstalk (nice)

Snow Queen: Isolde Winter (perfect for ice queen)

Snow King: Nikolai Winter (took his wife's last name, couldn't think of his own that's not arleady taken)

BONUS: PRINCES CHARMING

The Good King: David Charming (i think that only the main Charming follow that logic with names where all siblings have names with the same first latter)

Cinderella's prince Charming: Louis Charming (he's a nice boy)

Snow White's prince Charming: Cassian Charming (I just like it)

Sleeping Beauty's prince Charing: Liam Charming (don't ask)

[indy829]

Just watched Wes Anderson's Asteroid City (2023) and enjoyed all of the sartorial homages to mid-century Hollywood by costume designer Mileno Canonero, especially with Grace Kelly, Elizabeth Taylor, and Marilyn Monroe.

First up, we have the Edith Head-designed crisp white halter top and pistachio green pencil skirt ensemble cinched at the waist with a white belt that Kelly wore in Rear Window (1954). They even have Scarlett Johansson wearing a bracelet on the same wrist that Kelly wore her chunky charm bracelet. Even more bonus points for having Scarlett with a cocktail in-hand while wearing this outfit.

And then there's the floral dress that Johansson is seen wearing that is adorned with hand-painted pink and green cactus flowers. The floral design, along with the sleeveless bodice, quarter buttons that bifurcate said bodice, and jewel neckline encircled by a strand of tight-fitting pearls, really hammers home the Rear Window outfit Canonero wanted to reference. The main difference between the dresses is that while Johanssen has pink and green cactus flowers to match the desert setting of the film, Kelly's flowers are a golden yellow. These dresses are also both worn during the most action-oriented scenes in their respective films.

There are loads of Old Hollywood actresses Asteroid City could have referenced, so why Kelly? Well, Rear Window is largely a tale about the voyeurism displayed by the charcater portrayed by Jimmy Stewart. In Rear Window, the audience becomes complicit in that voyeurism as well. Asteroid City utilizes the lateral camera movements and dollhouse set designs favored by Wes Anderson to convey a sense of voyeurism, especially when the characters portrayed by Johannson and Jason Schwartzman are gazing into each other's (side) windows.

In these scenes, a couple of other mid-century actresses are referenced. While Johannson's outfits are mostly Grace Kelly-inspired, her hair and makeup are more decidedly Elizabeth Taylor, especially with how the latter looks in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958).

Could this be a reference to the fact that the playwright charcater portrayed by Edward Norton in AC is heavily-patterned after real-life playwright Tennessee Williams who wrote Cat on a Hot Tin Roof? Is the pressured stream-of-consciousness dialogue that Anderson has been favoring lately imitating that of Tennessee Williams characters who are always bursting at the seams to reveal their hidden truths?

And finally, the last 50s actress I saw a reference to was also a bit of a downer. TW for self-harm/suicide.

Johansson portrays an actress in the film and often runs her scenes and lines with Jason Schwartzman's charcater. In one such scene, she is pantomiming overdosing in her bathtub. The most noticeable prop is a comically large bottle of Chanel No. 5 perfume placed on a stool nearby. Why is this relevant? Chanel No. 5 was the purpoted favorite of Marilyn Monroe (though some reports that her actual favorite was Floris Rose Geranium, but the cultural image we have of her today is tied closely to Chanel).

I'm still trying to wrap my head around this scene. It seems that the film at large is a satire of/homage to 1950s Hollywood. Maybe this scene was a parody of the glamorous tragedy of the era that we as a culture still fetishize. Maybe it's a critique on how cruel the voyeurism of audiences and filmmakers can be especially with films like Blonde (2022).

The character herself, an actress who is considered glamorous but also complicated to work with being brought out to a remote desert locale brings to mind Marilyn Monroe filming The Misfits (1961) in the northern Nevada desert.

All-in-all, I enjoyed this latest outing with Wes Anderson and really admired how much thought and precision was put in by the likes of Mileno Canonero. I know that there are probably a ton of other references and homages I didn't mention here, but these are just a few impressions based off of my initial viewing last night.

[yelenasdiary]

I’d love a flo x reader wlw series about wanting kids, picking a donor, and Flo being pregnant. I think a sweet birth story where Flo really depends on her partner would be cute and sweet! Bonus points for a fun cooking with Flo where she makes something she’s craving!

(I sent this to a few favorite Flo writers as well)

Cravings || Flufftober

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader 

Summary: Flo being a cute mess while pregnant

Fluff | 2.6K | Childbirth | Pregnancy Talk | Pregnancy Symptoms | 

AC: I don’t have children so my knowledge on IVF and IUI isn’t great, so I hope I didn’t stuff this up! I hope you enjoy otherwise! x

Flufftober Masterlist

It was late that night when Florence asked you if you’d like to have children. The two of you had just gotten home from Rose’s birthday party, Scarlett threw a party for those close friends and family but when Florence saw you playing with the young babies it made her heart melt and she couldn’t wait any longer to pitch the idea to you. 

“I want to have a baby” she said while looking into your eyes, a wide smile took over your lips before you covered her face with soft kisses, “me too” you replied. For the coming weeks it was all the two of you could talk about, both happy with the choice of Florence to carry the baby which led to appointments and looking through possible donors. Florence was so excited to be adding a new life to the world but most importantly she was looking forward to this next step in your lives. It’s no lie that she’s a big family-oriented person and you could see how wonderful she was going to be as a mother. 

Nights were spent looking through many donors as the two of you made a list of people you think we’re a good fit then from that it made for a long, long discussing on who to pick in the end. Florence did a lot of research before the insemination just to make sure everything was set and stone within her own body first. You of course went with her to every appointment and prepared yourself for any outcome as you didn’t want to miss anything, no matter how small. During this time, Florence cleared her schedule to give you both the best chances. She was stress free and full of excitement. 

Florence wanted to surprise you and did her best keeping her symptoms to herself until she was 100% sure. She managed to flip away for a doctor’s appointment, telling you that she was just popping to the store to grab some things for dinner and when she came home you were gone on a walk with Billie. The first thing she did was circle the baby’s due date on the calendar, smiling softly as her hand naturally stroked her stomach. 

“Honey, can you call Billie please? she’s making a little mess in here!” You heard Florence call from upstairs one afternoon. “Billie girl!! Come outside, I’ve got your ball!” you called back, you could hear the thumbing footsteps of the pup running downstairs with Florence following behind in a walking pace. “You put a shirt on her?” you looked up at the top of the staircase confused. “It was a little quote on it, go read it, it’s adorable! I had to get it for her” Florence replied as she made her way down the stairs. You called Billie over to you again and got her to sit in front of you, the shirt reading “Big Sister” with an envelope clipped to her collar, you took it off and slowly opened it. Florence wrapped her arms around you gently as you pulled out the 6-week ultrasound photo of a tiny bean like baby. Tears of joy filled your eyes as you stared the photo before turning in Florence’s arms and kissing her gently. 

“We have to wait another 6 weeks before we can tell anybody, but I couldn’t wait that long to tell you” She explained but you couldn’t care, you had everything you ever needed right there in front of you. 

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You held her hair back when her morning sickness strike, rubbing the small of her back for comfort. When she was done, you’d grab the wet cloth from the countertop and wipe her mouth softly before offering her a glass of water and a kiss on her forehead, promising to be with her every single step of the way. By noon Florence was usually found lounged out on the sofa with a book that she could only read a few pages before you found her peacefully asleep. You grabbed a throw blanket from the guest room and covered her with it, making sure to place her book on the coffee table, safe from being damaged. 

Billie became more protective over Flo as the weeks went on, she wouldn’t leave her side during the night as she slept at Florence’s feet. You adored how protective she was, always at Flo’s feet while see cook and sitting patiently at the bathroom door for her to return. 

Telling her family was a big event, Florence threw a lunch and had the whole family over. Billie following Florence closely everywhere she went. Everybody could tell something was going on as the two of you failed to contain your excited smile and the secret soft belly rubs you give when nobody was looking. Florence loved whenever you stroked her stomach, she loved watching you fall more and more in love with the unborn child and how you’d whisper sweet nothings to her stomach. 

It wasn’t a surprise to you when Florence mentioned she’d like to have the baby in the UK. You both owned a holiday home in London for when Florence wanted to be home but was needed in London for whatever even took place. When a few more doctors’ appointments and check-ups Florence was given the okay to fly back to London for the rest of her pregnancy.

At 6 months, Florence had announced publicly about the pregnancy as she knew she wouldn’t be able to hide it for much longer. The two of you were showered with support and love from everybody, and her fans were just as excited as you were. 

“Darling, could you pretty please get me the ice cream and hot sauce?” Florence looked up at you as she laid between your legs as you both watched a movie on Netflix. “Hot sauce? Really?” you slowly shifted out from under her. “I’m craving it” she sat up, her hand resting gently on the top of her bump as you walked into the kitchen and grabbing the requested items. “Our baby is going to come out screaming for chilli” you joked as you handed your wife a bowl of ice cream and the bottle of hot sauce and giving her a kiss on the forehead. 

“Do you want to know what I had for lunch while you were washing Billie?” 

“Do I want to know?” you smirked. “Tacos, with tuna and peanut butter, absolutely banging!” she replied, her British accent thick. You laughed and shook your head, “that is disgusting!” Your hand gently stroked Florence’s bump, “you’re giving mama some odd taste buds” 

“Ooo, could you please get me some mangos? I could really go for some of them to dip in my ice cream” Florence looked at you with excited eyes. “Anything for you” you smiled softly. 

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Sometimes at night before bed, Florence’s hormones would get the best of her, and you’d find her staring at herself in the mirror. “Baby, come to bed” you suggested, she turned and faced you with puffy red eyes. “Honey” you rushed to her side and gently pulled her into your arms. “I feel so yuck” she sobbed. “Oh baby, you’re so, so beautiful” you’d remind her. “You’re rocking this pregnancy” you added as she sobbed harder. “I saw the comments” she said as you wiped her eyes, “that’s all they are darling, just comments. They don’t see how beautiful you look in this moment right now and they don’t see how happy you are when you’re talking to our little garlic glove or when you’re cooking in the kitchen talking to them as if they can see what you’re doing. You’re carrying our baby, that’s something far beyond beautiful and if they don’t see that, that’s their problem because to me” you paused and kissed her lips softly, “to me you look beautiful every single second of the day” 

Florence kissed you once more, “I love you so much, we love you so much” she spoke as she guided your hand to her bump, “I love you both more than you’ll ever know” you replied. 

Each morning Florence would wake up in your arms as one of your hands protective rested on her pump, she smiled and placed her hand on top of yours. “You have the world’s best mommy, my little darling” she whispered to her baby bump. The baby kicked slightly at the mention of ‘mommy’ that woke you with a smile. “Go back to sleep, darling, it’s 5 am” Florence whispered before you drifted back to sleep. “We’ve gotta let mommy sleep, darling. I can tell you want breakfast” she whispered before gently getting out of bed. 

It wasn’t long until Florence was trying to hide the pain she was starting to feel in her lower back and her ankles, you knew she wasn’t sleeping the best and trying to find a comfortable position on the sofa was just as hard. While she was making lunch one afternoon you moved the TV from the guest living room and placed it in the bedroom so Florence could prop herself up in bed where she could get comfortable. But the only place Florence found true comfort was in your arms with one hand placed on top of yours as your thumb gently stroked her baby bump. 

“What do you think our little garlic glove is?” she looked up at you with a soft smile. “If I had to guess, I’m going to say a boy but I really don’t mind what they are because they are half of you and half of me and that’s already so special to me” you replied ignoring the true fact that there was a donor and you were thankful for them but to you, you spoke to the baby day in and day out, they knew your voice just as much as they knew Florence’s. “I hope they are everything like you and more” Florence brought your hand to her lips and kissed the top of your hand gently. 

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At 8 months and her odd food cravings haven’t subsided. 

“Hey guys! I’m baccck!” Florence smiled into the camera as she starts to film a new Cooking with Flo. “Bit of an odd episode this week but I’m trying to prove to my loving wife, Y/n that tacos, peanut butter and tuna is actually really good!” she explained with a hand rubbing over her bump. You couldn’t help but burst into a laughter from the living room. “Darling, stop! They can hear you” Florence chuckled. “Baby, I don’t even your fans are going to agree that” you walked into the kitchen and sat behind the camera, “go on, show how great it is” you smirked playfully. 

“As I was saying” she turned her attention back to the camera, “This is something I have been eating all throughout my pregnancy along with ice cream and hot sauce” she adds. You watched as your wife paced around the kitchen making the worlds oddest combination of foods with a free hand on the small of her back for extra support. Even though you could see she was in pain, and you would rather her rest her feet, you admired her for how she embraced this whole experience. You loved seeing how in love she was with your baby from the start and seeing that love grow bigger and bigger by the second. 

“I’ve got my taco shells in the oven for 2-3 minutes at the most” she explained, “I have my orange juice in a wine glass because I can” she joked before taking a sip from the glass, you smiled as you watched on. “Once those shells are done, I’m going to grab my can of tuna and peanut butter” she spoke, you shook your head at the odd combination, trying not to think about how awful it would taste. Florence turned and looked at you after her first attempt to take the taco shells out of the oven. 

“Baby” she pouted, “yes?” you smiled, “I can’t reach the tray” she chuckled. 

You got up from your seat and grabbed the oven mitt, giving Florence a gently kiss on the lips before pulling the hot tray out of the oven, “thank you darling” she smiled, one hand rubbing over her bump once again. You returned to your seat behind the camera and watched Florence finished up her odd craving. “Just place the tuna in first and then put a big scoop of peanut butter on top and that my darlings, is the world’s best snack!” she explained before she took a bite and hummed as the goodness filled her cravings. “Until next time, I want you all to try something completely different, unusual, something you think would be disgusting and give it a try, you never know! You might just enjoy it! I’m not sure when the next Cooking with Flo will be, as you can tell I have a lot on my hands right now” she chuckled, rubbing her stomach once again, “but I look forward to coming back with new videos! Stay safe guys!” she blew the camera a kiss and stopped the video. 

“Pass me one of those tacos, will you? Please?” you asked as she took another bite. Florence pushed the plate gently over to you, your stomach turned but you still took the taco and regretfully took a bite. Florence watched you chew with a chuckle, “it’s good, isn’t it?” she asked. You shook your head and swallowed harshly, “that was so bad baby, I’m sorry” you chuckled before reaching for her orange juice and downing half or it to get rid of the horrible taste. “Well, I’m proud you gave it a try” Florence smiled and continued to eat her new favourite snack. 

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11:17pm on a Thursday night, Florence shook you awake, “darling, wake up!” she said as your eyes flickered, instantly your hand went for her bump, “what’s wrong baby?” you asked. “It’s time” she smiled softly, “my water broke” she adds. Your eyes widened at her words, and you shot up out of bed and grabbed the pre-packed bag that was by the door before helping Florence out of bed. 

You called her family and told them she was in labour. Florence reached for your hand to squeeze whenever a contraction would rush through her. The two of you had thought of a list of names for both genders, the nursery was almost complete, just missing the small baby to bring home. You were overwhelmed with nerves and excitement as it slowly became to hit you that you were going to be a mother within a few hours and that everything over the past year was more than worth it. 

“I love you” Florence would say after every contraction, “I love you so much, you know that right? so anything I saw is purely out of pain” she added causing you to chuckle, “I know mama” you smiled, kissing her lips softly, “I love you too” you whispered against her lips. 

At 2:03 PM on Friday afternoon, Florence gave birth to a healthy baby girl. She was born with fine hair, big beautiful eyes and little a button like nose just like Florence. She filled your heart with a love you knew would was possible, you held her for the first time and tears filled your eyes as the little bundle of joy slept peacefully in your arms. 

Florence woke up to find you rocking the baby gently in your arms, her heart grew bigger the longer she watched her wife and new-born and she knew in the at moment that there was nobody on earth that she wanted to share this life with other than you. 

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[queen-mihai]

Ok I'm developing a theory.

Let me say this first: I don't care if it's true or not. I think it's fun and I'm going to choose to believe it's true even if the writers literally come out and say it's not. It's that good.

Valerie is V

In the movie "V for Vendetta", V is explicitly never identified. We obviously see that he is a man. He has heightened basic kinesthesia, awareness, strength, and reflexes. He's got a deep voice, is reasonably tall, and thin.

Those are all things we know.

He never takes off the mask in any way we can see. If the hair is a wig, it's DAMN solid on his head, and he's got severe burns over so much of his body that he no longer has eyes.

"He looked at me, but not with eyes, there were no eyes"

Now for some evidence:

V is very obviously a thespian. Sure, we could assume the "man" was one as well, but we actually have backstory behind Valerie that would perfectly set her up with the type of knowledge V seems to have in the arts. Especially when she says "I'd always known what I wanted to do with my life"

When Valerie is taken, she already has the same look on her face as Evey has when she said "I'd rather die behind the chemical sheds"

V is very in tune with emotions. Obviously men can be in tune with their emotions. But Hollywood generally plays to a low common denominator. Why include this personality detail when all he needs to do is kick butt? If we are doing stereotypes 👇 this scene plays fairly heavily against the "male" stereotype when V perfectly times the moment where it will be okay to reach for Evey, let alone knowing when it's okay to touch her

Valerie falls in love fast. That's practically a personality trait we're shown in the story. With Sarah "it was her wrists". With Ruth, "the first time we kissed, I knew I never wanted to kiss any lips but hers again. This matters because when V says "I fell in love with you Evie" He mentions that he had thought of nothing but revenge until he saw her. That sounds an awful lot like something Valerie would do IMO

"This is the most important moment of your life, commit to it" spoken like someone who has lived that *exact* experience to the letter. You might think if he was a man when this happened to him, his experience might have looked *a little* different. If it was Valerie, though, it would make sense that she knows exactly when everything is falling into place because that's when it happened for her.

The anger she had over Ruth being taken fits V's actions far more closely than anything we get from our mystery man. Yes, he was tortured, but so was everyone else.

Writers love these kind of Easter eggs. Come on, room V, Valerie, V,...geezus "V" could have been the nickname she got from Ruth when they were together.

"I fell in love with you Evey. Like I never thought I could anymore" fits SO much better if Valerie just didn't know she could love again after Ruth was gone. That hits SO much harder if she's a woman from whom love was taken away and who went on a murderous revenge spree.

This was written by the Wachowski sisters. They would know what transitioning does to a person. If the "virus" was some sort of super-soldier serum, we could assume that some part of that serum might have included heavy doses of testosterone, which would have deepened her voice, even down to the level we hear in the movie.

If V was forcefully transitioned, it would stand to reason he'd want to hide his face (her face?) And would say things like "There is a face behind this mask, but it is not me"

Valerie might well have known how to create masks and such

The damn Scarlett Carson roses! They make SO MUCH more sense when you consider Valerie would have already known how to take care of them before she got taken, (and maybe even knew where to find a stash of seeds?) rather than some guy randomly found out about them and then learned how to keep them

If she indeed got cast for major motion pictures, and gotten paid well for them, that might explain the VAST resources V has at his disposal in order to pull off his schemes

👇 This right here👇

Soooo many similarities

"I had only told them the truth"

"I told you, only truth"

There's so many scenes that VERY MUCH make V look feminine

Ugh, there's so much more

There's SO MUCH MORE

But I'm dead tired right now and I want to post this now while I'm still excited about it and I'll have to write an update about it later if people want to hear more.

Heck... one very personal but deeply powerful concept about this movie for me is that I have shaped some parts of my personality around V's character. His intelligence. His ability to be both a monster and a face of kindness, his love for the arts and passion in keeping up his skills. I was surprised as heck when I found out his favorite movie is "The Count of Monte Cristo" because before I found "V for Vendetta", that was already MY favorite movie (the 2002 version though)

I don't see there being any fewer similarities after transitioning and I found this movie LONG before I thought any part of me was feminine

If MatPat ends up stealing this idea for a video, my name on here (Ce'irth) is pronounced like "surf"

OK see you later

[glittergelpensherlock]

How I would rewrite the new installation of Descendants:

Rise of Red wasn't terrible so no hate, but this is something I’ve been planing since the first movie came out. This series has been a favorite of mine for ages and this is how I imagined the series continuing.

MCs:

Princess Ace and Prince Jack Hearts: twins, daughter and son of the queen of hearts, have one older sister Rose, and three little siblings, Scarlett, Rex and Queenie (also twins)

Prince Edmund of Andalasia : son of Edward and Nancy from Enchanted, has a little sister Danielle, he gives fairy tale princess low key

Princess Bernadette of the Clan DunBroch: daughter of Merida

Other characters:

Adrien Bonfamille: grandson of Madame Adelaide Bonfamille, owner of Marie and her kittens: Collette, Baptiste and Pierre, he's gonna be the main side character

Ryder Fitzherbert: son of Rapunzel and Eugene

Ginny: daughter of Giselle and Robert

Winter White: daughter of snow white

son of Hans

hatter kid

something from Sofia the first, that show is kinda a banger

Robin hood kid maybe?

Villans:

Rose Hearts

Scarlett Hearts

Winter White

son of Hans (or Frollo?)

Recurring Characters:

magic mirror

the witch from brave

Evie and Doug (love them)

the white rabbit

blue caterpillar

Costuming:

for each costume, I would incorporate key elements from the stories of each characters parents, as well as allowing for personal style

the fits will NOT just be the main colors of their parents, though they will have the main color pallets, they will not be confined to two or three colors

i would experiment with patterns and fabrics to fit the style of each character

obviously the fits are kind of out of this world, but the cool aesthetics will not just be for the vks, but for the auradon kids as well

Story line:

wonderland people will actually be crazy, very 2010 alice core, I really just like the insane vibes

I would like to bring in the magic used in Brave, I think that could be very interesting for a story line

wonderland chaos could be spread

I would also love to explore the magic of snow white and the evil queen

the ONLY active love story would be between Bernadette and Jack, I feel like I just want one and their my ocs

magic mirror playing a major role

maybe a slight hint of romance between Adrien and hatters kid, left for the audience to determine, not in your face but there?

jabberwocky moment!!!

someone has to get turned into a bear

semi book accurate isle exploration

Music:

definitely quirky and dark when pertaining to wonderland, creepy and catchy

song birds for Edmund and Winter

bagpipes!!

sentimental songs not just for one character!

mirror song for sure

hearts kids harmony sing off

so many dance battles (I love choreo)

rotten to the core (wonderland version) (idk why they don't bring this song back more often its the og)

definitely a song about going crazy

lighthearted whimsical but with dark lyrics for spell casting via Winter

hans/or frollo kid rap verse? (harry in wmn core)

need a song when someone gets a makeover, idk who yet but Adrien has to sing it

Lmk what y'all think and what else I should add. Might make this a series if I feel like going deeper into the lore of my head canons and such. :)

[acotars]

books read in 2023

january

sweep in peace by ilona andrews

one fell sweep by ilona andrews

a court of mist and fury by sarah j. maas

sweep of the blade by ilona andrews

sweep with me by ilona andrews

my best friend’s exorcism by grady hendrix

kiss her once for me by alison cochrun

the seven husbands of evelyn hugo by taylor jenkins reid

i’m glad my mom died by jennette mccurdy

love and other words by christina lauren

sweep of the heart by ilona andrews

the only living girl on earth by charles yu

witches get stuff done by molly harper

you had me at hola by alexis daria

her vigilante by lillian lark

inconvenient daughter by lauren j. sharkey

anon pls. by deuxmoi

you are eating an orange. you are naked. by sheung-king

legends & lattes by travis baldree

bad vibes only (and other things i bring to the table) by nora mcinerny

signs of cupidity by raven kennedy

bonds of cupidity by raven kennedy

crimes of cupidity by raven kennedy

read: 23

february

exciting times by naoise dolan

sweethand by n.g. peltier

you made a fool of death with your beauty by akwaeke emezi

something wilder by christina lauren

highly suspicious and unfairly cute by talia hibbert

you deserve each other by sarah hogle

this is how you lose the time war by amal el-mohtar and max goldstone

would you rather by allison ashley

read: 8

march

meet me in the margins by melissa ferguson

king of battle and blood by scarlett st. clair

the exotic by hampton sides

river of shadows by karina halle

alone with you in the ether by olivie blake

lovelight farms by b.k. borison

the soulmate equation by christina lauren

before i let go by kennedy ryan

haunting adeline by h.d. carlson

the lies i tell by julie clark

one jump at a time by nathan chen

our wives under the sea by julia armfield

all systems red (the murderbot diaries #1) by martha wells

before the coffee gets cold by toshikazu kawaguchi

read: 14

april

funny you should ask by elissa sussman

make a scene by mimi grace

sweeter than chocolate by lizzie shane

the kiss quotient by helen hoang

my favorite half-night stand by christina lauren

romantic comedy by curtis sittenfeld

icebreaker by a.l. graziadei

the wedding proposal by john swansiger

circling back to you by julie tieu

by the book by amanda sellet

a lady’s guide to mischief and mayhem by manda collins

love in the time of serial killers by alicia thompson

if the shoe fits by julie murphy

whispers of you by catherine cowles

the kiss curse by erin sterling

by the book by jasmine guillory

honey & spice by bolu babalola

one night on the island by josie silver

the bodyguard by katherine center

the reunion by kayla olson

the neighbor favor by kristina forest

crooked kingdom by leigh bardugo

do i know you? by emily wibberley & austin siegemund-broka

just my type by falon ballard

delilah green doesn’t care by ashley herring blake

happy place by emily henry

dating dr. dil by nisha sharma

icebreaker by hannah grace

count your lucky stars by alexandria bellefleur

stone cold fox by rachel koller croft 

fake it till you bake it by jamie wesley

read: 31

may

the dead romantics

motherthing by ainslie hogarth

the woman in the library by sulari gentill

artificial condition (the murderbot diaries #2) by martha wells

the last word by taylor adams

you shouldn’t have come here by jeneva rose

read: 6

june

fourth wing (the empyrean #1) by rebecca yarros

the very secret society of irregular witches by sangu mandanna

love, theoretically by ali hazelwood

read: 3

july

the traitor queen (the bridge kingdom #2) by danielle l. jensen

the beast by katee robert

baldur's gate: descent into avernus by by james introcaso et. al

forget me not by julie soto

the wishing game by meg shaffer

read: 5

august

the true love experiment by christina lauren

pachinko by min jin lee

almond by sohn won-pyung, translated by joosun lee

hook, line, and sinker by tessa bailey

read: 4

september

hey, u up? (for a serious relationship): how to turn your booty call into your emergency contact by emily axford & brian murphy

everyone knows your mother is a witch by rivka galchen

fangs by sarah andersen

a room with a view by e.m. forster

juniper bean resorts to murder by gracie ruth mitchell

one's company by ashley hutson

the mysterious affair at styles by agatha christie

solita: a gothic romance by vivien rainn

you, again by kate goldbeck

the undertaking of hart and mercy by megan bannen

my roommate is a vampire by jenna levine

the picture of dorian gray by oscar wilde

the vampires of el norte by isabel cañas

her body and other parties by carmen maria machado

evil eye by etaf rum

the seven year slip by ashley poston

read: 17

october

keeper of enchanted rooms by charlie n. holmberg

the serpent and the wings of night by carissa broadbent

shy by max porter

down comes the night by allison saft

the unfortunate side effects of heartbreak and magic by breanne randall

the hurricane wars by thea guanzon

read: 6

november

a witch's guide to fake dating a demon by sarah hawley

the wake-up call by beth o'leary

when in rome by sarah adams

the view was exhausting by mikaella clements and onjuli datta

hello stranger by katherine center

practice makes perfect by sarah adams

do your worst by rosie danan

read: 7

december

bookshops & bonedust by travis baldree

the fake mate by lana ferguson

read: 2

final count: 127/100

[olsenmyolsen]

Any Day Now

Part 20 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

Word Count: 7.6K

masterlist

Scarlett POV

I don't know what's poking me, but it better stop.

"Mommy, can you wake up?"

I roll my eyes from beneath my closed eyelids. "Five more minutes Rosie," I mumble to my offspring before turning away from where I was being poked.

"But Colin, told me to get you up, so you have to get up!"

I'm going to kill Colin when I see him.

"Baby, please, five more minutes." I groan to an already annoying six-year-old. I love this child to death, but I enjoy my sleep a bit more at this moment. I hear silence from behind me before the shuffling of small feet, and then WHAM! Rose jumps right next to me on the bed, causing the mattress to droop down next to me, waking me up even more.

I open my eyes to see Rose looking back at me with a wide smile.

"Did you think this would get mommy up?" I ask with a smirk before closing my eyes. I hear a sigh come from Rose.

"Please, mommy, get up!" Rose huffs and pulls herself up to her knees before she starts jumping up and down on the bed. "Mommy!" Rose starts raising her voice, and you know what? I'm up now. This child did it. I'm annoyed and awake. I open my eyes and playfully grab a giggling Rose, bringing her down onto the bed.

"Mommy's up! You happy now?" Rose is in the midst of a laughing fit. "Sooooo happy!" "Well, how about now!" I ask as I start to tickle my daughter's side, making her fit of laughter grow louder and harder.

It's not long till my daughter is begging for mercy which I guess I'll give her.

Whatever.

Anyways I'm now, like, actually up and moving to my bathroom while my sweet Rose follows me. "Rose, you don't have to follow me and watch me pee." "I know, but Colin told me to make sure you get up and do all your morning stuff. He didn't say stuff, but I don't remember the word he said."

Rose kindly informs me, so with a smile on my face, I finish peeing before moving on to my morning routine while Rose watches me eagerly.

Once that's all done, I debate changing out of my nightwear, but I can feel Rose's patience is wearing thin, so I get a move on.

Just as we're about to step out the bedroom door, Rose has her arms around my legs. "Happy Mother's day, Mommy!" She beams at me.

Oh shit. It is Mother's Day! Why in the hell am I not being served breakfast in bed? Before I can let these essential questions weigh my mind down, Rose is tugging at my hand to usher us out the door, so we can see what my husband has been cooking up.

And yes, I don't want to kill him now. I just enjoy my sleep. Sue me!

As we reach the bottom of the stairs, Rose is off and racing to the kitchen to inform Colin of the great job she did in getting me up. I smile at my little offspring as she not so discreetly, runs past some red balloons. I laugh as I look around the foyer to see if there is anything I missed.

As I scan the area, my eyes land on a pair of heels left at the front door. Until now, I didn't even remember that those two spent the night. Hell, I don't even think they know they spent the night here. Maybe forcing wine down their throats wasn't the best idea. Is this why Colin wanted me up? So I could wake up the sleeping beauties? I look back up the stairs before calling out to the two awake people in the house.

"Rosie. Colin. I left something upstairs." I couldn't quite make out was Rose said, but it sure made Colin laugh. "Okay, babe!"

I make my way up the stairs and stop at the closed guest bedroom door. I knock a couple of times gently, earning no response. I don't want to barge, but if I'm up, they need to get up! And it's my house! "Okay," I say quietly to myself. "Please don't be naked. Don't be naked."

I turn the door handle and push the door open. Luckily the window curtain is pushed apart slightly, so it's letting some sunlight in, making the room not as dark as it could be.

As I step into the room, I smile at the sight before me.

It's Y/N flat on her back with Lizzie nuzzled into her neck. They both have their arms wrapped around one another, holding each other. It's cute, and the closer I get, I see the biggest smile on Lizzie's sleeping face.

They're not naked, but I notice they're wearing my clothes. I knew Lizzie went into my room last night!

Time to wake them up.

Y/N POV

I don't know what's poking me, but it better stop.

"Y/N, you wanna wake up?"

I groan and turn my face away from whatever is calling to me. "Five more minutes," I mumble before hearing the person huff and followed by silence.

Good.

Just as I'm about to doze back off, I hear some feet shuffling before the person sounds like they're next to me. Ugh. God, who do they think they are trying to wake me right now?

And then, I feel a breath of air hit my ears before a raspy voice begins talking to me.

"Y/N, if you wake up right now, I can show you alllll the ways Black Widow is better than your little witch." Before my tired mind can even respond, I feel a soft hand brush its fingers down my cheek, making my eyes shoot open.

Oh, fuck, it's Black Widow- uh- I mean Natasha, no, shit, I mean- Scarlett! And she's inches from my face! Am I dreaming?

I visibly gulp at the sight of her smirk as her green eyes look from my own to my lips. Suddenly she's moving closer before she turns her head and has her red lips next to my ear again.

"You look so cute when you blush for me, Y/N. I'd like to see that happen more often." She practically moans into my ear in her raspy whisper fuck me of a voice.

And then suddenly, she's up on both her feet clapping As loud as possible, "get up! Get up! Get up!"

What is wrong with this woman??

Wait? Am I still drunk? What is that? No way!

Is Scarlett pregnant? How did I miss that last night?

"Scarlett, shut the fuck up!" My sweet Lizard draws my shocked face away from Scarlett to her as she yells in her sexy morning voice! "I have the world's worst headache, and I don't want to get up to kill you!" My Liz turns away from me and flops her head hard into her pillow.

"She really is a pillow princess, huh?" Scarlett teases as she gives me that world-famous smirk once more.

She is playing with fire right now.

And then WHOOSH! A pillow comes flying past me towards Scarlett, but luckily the pregnant woman's reflexes are quicker than mine as she catches the pillow with ease, earning a whine from Liz.

"No fair!" I turn back to a pouting Liz. "You can't just wake us up and not get hit?" Scarlett just shrugs at her. "Too bad. Now get your asses up. We got breakfast, Advil, and a six-year-old waiting!" Scarlett crosses her arms, waiting for us to get a move on. "How are you so awake right now?" I groan out as Liz takes my hand in hers and rests her head on my shoulder. "You have said six-year-old to thank for that. Now chop-chop." Scarlett demands. Pillow still in hand. Very threatening.

I'm still a little stunned by how I was woken up and the fact that I'm in Scarlett Johanssons' house that I feel myself painfully not moving. I turn to see Liz smile at me with tired eyes before she whispers. "The quicker we get up, the quicker she's gone. And then we can get our kisses in." I smile and manage to convince my legs to move up and out of the bed, satisfying Scarlett.

"Good! Alright, the guest bathroom is down the hall. Lizzie, you know where. Be quick, guys. I'll see you downstairs." Scarlett says before tossing the pillow back into the bed, leaving Lizzie and I alone.

Liz immediately flips back onto the bed with her arms wide open. It's the quiet and most obvious signal in the world, and so far, I have yet not to give in. I jump into my girlfriends arms and let my body rest on hers as she squeezes her arms around me.

"I want to stay like this forever," Liz says as I feel her lips press onto my cheeks. "Me too, baby." And so we lay like that, not forever but for enough time to pass that I feel Liz's breathing start to slow, meaning she's falling asleep again.

"Liz?" I whisper, hoping she's not too far dozed off. "Liz? Baby?" She moves under me, nuzzling her head into my neck even more. "I don't wanna." She whines, causing my heart to warm up and break at the same time. "I think we have to. Come on." I kiss the top of her head and go to get up, but she quickly wraps her legs around mine, pulling me back onto her.

"Liz, as much as I love this and would love to keep doing this, Scarlett and her daughter are waiting for us." My Lizard slowly unwraps her legs from behind me, allowing me to lift myself off of her and take in the beauty of my girlfriend. How does she look ethereal at all times? We just woke up, and she could walk a runway. Unfair. "Something caught your eye?" At the sound of her voice, my eyes travel back to hers.

"You. Always you." I reply before I bring my lips to her own. Liz smiles and lets out a small laugh on my lips. "I'm so lucky." She husks out, leaving a confused look on my face because that's me. I'm the lucky one. But before I can say anything, Liz is pushing up into me, causing me to get off her fully. "Alright, let's get down there?" Liz says as she opens the bedroom door.

"Oh wait!" She stops and turns around to face me. She grabs the collar of Scarlett's graphic shirt that I'm wearing, pulling me into a kiss that quickly trails down to my collarbone.

Once again, Liz is marking what's hers.

I would protest, but I enjoy this too much.

Sue me!

Once Liz's lips leave my skin, the cool air rushes over the fresh red she left behind. I look down at the mark before looking at the lustful eyes of my girlfriend. I feel my cheeks start to burn, causing a satisfied smirk to form on Liz's face. We're now in this moment, and I don't know what to do, but I don't want to leave.

Liz must actually read minds because she's walking up to me, placing her hands on my hips, rubbing up and down. "You look cuter when you blush for me." My eyes go wide as Liz turns on her heels and walks out the bedroom door.

She heard?! How!?

By the time I poke my head out the door, I see Liz happily bouncing down the stairs. I want to chase her down, but my morning bladder has another idea. So after locating the bathroom, peeing, looking over my hickey, and freshening myself up, I make my way out of the bathroom and down the stairs. I was surprised to see Liz waiting for me at the last step.

"Any day now Y/N!" "Why were you waiting?" "Because I wanted you to see this first hand!" Before I can question what she means, she's dragging me towards the sound of a child laughing and Scarlett pretending to be a dinosaur.

Liz POV

As we round the corner to the kitchen, I let my hand drop from Y/N's so I can have both hands to surprise my little Rosie. Colin clocks me and nods my way as I make my way toward the two giggling blondes. Colin also looks toward Y/N and gestures for her to sit next to him at the kitchen island. I see Y/N knock back some Advil and water as the taller blonde notices me sneaking and crouches in front of her daughter.

"Rose-" "I'm not Rose right now. I'm Dino-Rose!" Scarlett puts a hand on her head. "You're right, Dino-Rose how could I forget! But can Dino-Rose listen to me?" Rose stops swinging her arms and pouts. "Am I in trouble?" Scarlett shakes her head at her dramatic daughter. "Not at all, sweetie. I want to talk to you. So you know how Mommy went out with some friends last night, and you stayed with grandma?"

Rose nods her head. "Well, Mommy's friends stayed here last night!" Rose tilts her head at her mom. "Are they living here now?" Even that earns a chuckle from Colin, who's been watching this whole interaction with heart eyes for his girls. Scarlett takes her time to reassure Rose that, no, her friends are not moving in.

"Good, because I didn't want to share my toys yet.." Scarlett looks up from Rose and to me. Signaling that now might be a good opportunity to jump in.

"You wouldn't even share with me?" I pipe up, causing Rose to whip her head so fast in my direction. "Aunty Lizzie!" Suddenly I have a six-year-old sprinting at me, and my only choice is to accept whatever comes next.

A hug. That's what comes next. Rose ran to me at full speed before coming to a full-blown stop with arms stretched out and puppy dog eyes. So, of course, I gave in and let her give me the world's biggest and greatest hug!

We're currently sitting on the floor as she keeps a squeeze on me and keeps telling me how much she missed me and how much she loves Wanda, much to her mom's distaste.

I kiss the top of Rose's head after she's had enough hug time and hips off me. I pull myself up and dart my eyes toward my smiling girlfriend. "What?" She shakes her head at me and mouthes, "you're perfect." Which makes a quick blush form on my face. Rose has now returned to her mom and is demanding why she didn't know Aunty Lizzie was here! Scarlett is doing her best, but Rose is putting up a good fight.

Rose has now come back to me and is asking to be held. "Rose, last time I did this, you said you were a big girl and didn't want it." "Please, Aunty Lizzie, it's been so long." I roll my eyes before scooping the little one up. She's not a million pounds or anything, but I'm glad Marvel makes me do some sort of workout. "Happy?" Rose simply nods before she furrows her brows.

"What is it, Rosie?"

"Is Uncle Robbie here too?"

With that question, the room freezes. Kids huh?

I take it with all the excitement and Dino time. Rose hasn't even had time to notice Y/N. Shit. I glance my eyes towards Scarlett, who has an apologetic look.

"Uh- No, Rose, he's not here, but I did bring someone with me?" She looks disappointed but interested. I move my body, so Rose can look in Y/N's direction. I can see Y/N internally struggling on how to handle this situation. However, before Y/N can even greet Rose, the little one moves her head away and into my neck. I look to Y/N's eyes, and it's like I can see her heart become fragile. I then look to Scarlett, who is just waiting with bated breath. She has walked towards my Coffee Girl for support but hasn't said anything. Thankfully Colin speaks up.

"Rose, it's okay." He gets up from his seat at the kitchen island and walks towards Rose and me. He crouches down in front of us so he can look up to Rose as opposed to down at her.

"Rose. Remember I was new once too?" He offers only gaining the movement of Rose's head. "It's okay to be shy, but just know your mom and Aunty Lizzie will never put you around someone they don't trust or love." Colin looks to me and gives me a tight smile. He's really trying with Rose right now.

"Rose, do you wanna come down, and we can go say hi to Y/N together?" Rose shakes her head no. Colin thinks."Do you want Aunty Lizzie to take you?" Rose turns her head to look at Colin before shaking it yes. "Okay." He nods before bringing himself off the floor. I mouth a thank you before walking towards Y/N.

Y/N has silently moved from the kitchen island to next to it, making it easier for all of us. I start making my way towards Y/N while Rose looks at her with such intensity. I don't know why I'm so nervous. Rose isn't my daughter. Maybe a tiny part of my brain wants Rose to like Y/N more than Robbie? It sounds messed up but is it true?

After what felt like forever, we're standing before my girlfriend. She isn't as tall as Colin, so she doesn't crouch in front of us, but she does hunch slightly.

"Hi, Rose. I'm Y/N. I know meeting new people can sometimes be scary, and that's okay." Y/N stops talking, and of course, Rose is giving her nothing. "Oh, my favorite color is orange. What's yours?" Y/N offers a little wave and question to Rose, who tilts her head in thought.

"Purple."

You can feel the room come back to life.

"Purple is an awesome color! Did you make that?" Y/N points to a handmade card that reads "Happy Mommy's Day" in purple crayon. Rose nods her head. "It's for Mommy. She's a superhero." Y/N's smile gets bigger the more she talks to Rose, and I can see that soon enough, Rose will have her wrapped around her finger.

I must've tuned out what was happening because the next thing I know, "Auntie Lizzie" is being said.

"No, I'm not a superhero like your Mommy and Auntie Lizzie. But they are pretty cool, aren't they?" Rose again nods before turning to me whispering in my ear.

Y/N POV

I look toward Colin and Scarlett, who are showing nothing but pure smiles. Clearly happy with how Rose came out of her shell. Not that being shy is terrible, but I think they just wanted Rose to like me and to not ask any more about Robbie.

Right now, Rose is whispering something in Liz's ear, making her giggle and whisper back to Rose.

I am watching my dirty blonde holding this cute as a button child, talking about who knows what is making the baby fever kick into overdrive.

"Y/N." I gaze at my girlfriend's face at the sound of her angelic voice. "Rose and I have been talking, and Rose would like to ask you something?" What kind of question did these two cook up? Oh, God. I can feel my nerves start to run laps around my body. I look to Rose.

"Who's your favorite superhero?" I hear Scarlett snort at the seriousness with which the question was asked. That's it? Wait. Is this a trick?

"Well, what's your favorite superhero?" I ask, hoping to trick the kid into giving me the correct answer. "You can't ask me. I asked you." Rose says with a smile. I step towards Lizzie and Rose before bending down slightly. "Rose, is your Auntie Lizzie trying to get me to say that Wanda is my favorite?" This cause Rose to laugh while trying to talk. "Noooo." I nod as though I believe her. "Okay." I then pretend to take some serious thought into Rose's question.

"Black Widow is my favorite Rose. What about you?" Roses jaw drops, and she looks at Lizzie, shocked! "I told you she would say Black Widow." I hear Liz not so quietly whisper into Rose's ear. Rose then turns back to Liz and whispers in her ear as well.

These girls love to only talk to each other.

Liz nods before saying, "I think that's a wonderful idea, Rose."

Liz carefully places Rose onto her feet before smiling at me. Rose cautiously makes her way to me, delighting Scarlett. In an effort to not mess anything up, I choose to remain standing.

"Aunty Lizzie said that since your favorite superhero is Black Widow, maybe you would want to play superheroes with me?" I smile down at Rose before crouching down to her level. "I'd love that, Rose! Thank you."

"You're welcome." Rose then looks over at me. "Is it okay if I hug you?" I think my heart might explode. "Of course, Rose! Thank you for asking!" I throw open my arms and close my eyes as Roses arms land on my side. I hear some coos from the adults in the room, and I'm pretty confident I heard a picture being snapped, but I'll ask about it later.

"I'm sorry about being shy earlier," Rose admits to me as our hug comes to an end. "Rose. That's okay. Remember what Colin said? It's okay to be shy. I was shy to meet you." Rose looks at me. "Really?" "Yeah! I thought since your mom and aunt were sooooo cool that their little Rose has to be like the coolest person ever!"

Rose throws on a little smirk at hearing how cool she is. Damn the Johanssons and their smirks. This little one is going to have me wrapped around her finger soon enough. Rose then looks up at her mom. "Is it okay if Y/N and I go play? I know it's your special day, but please, mom!" Rose jumps up and begs her mother, whose green eyes are full of happiness. I see it.

I also stand up and look to Liz. She places a hand over her heart and gives me a happy frown. "Rose, do you not want breakfast first?" Her mother raises an eyebrow in question. "No, I had some chocolate when Colin wasn't watching earlier," Rose states, not even looking at her mom. I have to cover my mouth to hold in the laughter. Scarlett groans more at Colin than Rose before ushering us away. "But you're going to have a full breakfast when we get done, okay?" "Okay!" Rose answers, pulling me away with her.

Liz POV

I smile at the sound of Rose giggles getting further away. Not because she is gone but because she is with Y/N.

"Name your price."

Huh? I turn my head to Scarlett. "What?" "Name your price. How much are you willing to pay for Rose."

"Scarlett," Colin says while laughing. "You can't sell Rose."

"Look at her face Col. I think she'd pay anything to see those two be happy and get along. I bet her ovaries are already putting up a fight."

My jaw hits the floor at the words falling out of Scar's mouth. Is she wrong? No. But she doesn't have to say it.

Thankfully once again, Colin steps up. "I'm sorry for her, Lizzie." Scarlett puts up her arms in defeat. "Listen, I'm just saying. Once this one comes along." Scarlett points to her growing stomach. "Lizzie will be begging to see him with Y/N."

Oh my God, Scarlett, stop talk- wait. Him?

Scarlett's having a boy?!

"Him?!" I ask in shock. Colin notices the look in my eyes and looks at his wife. Scarlett sees it, too, and starts walking towards me. "You're having a boy?" I ask, needing answers. I can see panic growing on her face. Scar reaches out and grabs my hands placing. "Yes, I'm having a boy." I go to jump up and squeal, but Scarlett's pregnancy reflexes are quick as she puts a hand over my mouth, shutting me up. "Rose doesn't know yet." My mouth once again drops. "Scarlett, this is amazing! I'm so happy for you! Oh my God." Before she can even protest, I'm hugging the Black Widow.

Once she's released from my grip, I quickly make my way to Colin and pull him into a hug as well. "Talk about a weekend update," I say, earning a groan from the other two people in the room. "Hunter said the same thing." I frown in disappointment. "You mean I'm not the first one to know again!" Scarlett shakes her head at me. "I'm sorry it slipped out when he came for dinner a while back." "Ugh. Fine." I try and pout, but I'm so happy for my friend right now.

"Okay, since you're pregnant. You sit down and relax while Colin and I prepare you, your daughter, and my Y/N an exceptional breakfast!" This causes no argument, as Scarlett will easily bow out from making meals when I'm around.

_

"What you got there?"

I ask Colin, who seems to be putting mustard on some peanut butter spread on toast with slices of pickles. "Scarlett's pregnancy craving at the time. I'm making it now just in case she wants it with breakfast." He looks disgusted by the creation, and frankly, so am I.

It's not often that it's just Colin and I left by ourselves. He's a nice guy and has been there for Scarlett in more ways than one. When she first told me about this guy she was falling for, I was a little shocked, to put it nicely. But he makes her and Rose happy, which in turn makes me happy. I'm sure others would disagree but ehh.

"So, how are you holding up?"

"I'm excited." He turns away from Scar's gross food to focus on the eggs he's scrambling. "You know, nervous but excited." I nod at his generic answer before continuing-

"Do you think I'll be a good dad?" I turn my attention away from the stack of waffles I got going on as this conversation gets more serious. "I mean, I think I will be, but... this is my first kid. I love Rose to death, but I wasn't there for those early years. What if when I'm there for this kid, I fuck up or..." Colin closes his eyes as the worry and panic start to overtake him. "I don't know. It's stupid." I shake my head and move the pan of eggs onto an unused stovetop before dragging Colin into a kitchen chair.

"That's not stupid, Colin. It sounds cliché, but I feel like no parent knows what to do their first time around. Hell. I bet Scarlett will forget things this go around too." He chuckles at that. "All that matters is that you love and care for that baby no matter what. Let's not forget anytime you need Y/N or I to come by and help, we will. Plus, do you think you'll be a good dad? Don't just say yes. Think about it." Colin leans back in his chair and closes his eyes in thought. I wonder if this is how he writes jokes.

"Yeah. I will be."

"Then you will be."

I simply state before returning to the ever-growing breakfast. It takes Colin a couple of minutes before he rejoins me. "Thanks, Lizzie." "No problem, Mr. Johansson," I smirk at him, making him roll his eyes. "Now, I can finish up here if you want to go and grab your wife. Then I'll leave you two to talk for a minute while I get the girls. Cool?"

"Cool."

"Oh wait, Lizzie." I turn to see Colin holding my phone. "I found this on the steps this morning. I didn't know if it was yours or Y/N's." I take it from him. He could've just looked at the wallpaper and seen whose phone it was. I tap the screen, and it doesn't turn on. The phone is dead. Ah, that's why.

"Thanks, Colin. Do you have any extra chargers?" Colin thinks. "Maybe in the living room? I'll ask Scarlett." I nod before he leaves. _

After Scar and Colin returned, I begin charging my phone before I'm off to find where those two rascals went. After consulting Rose's mom, she said they'd be in Rose's room or her old playroom, which is being transformed into baby #2 nursery. However, they made it pretty obvious where they were when I overheard Rose giggling about Y/N's, and I quote, "horrible form," to which Y/N said Natasha was nothing but a poser earning more giggle from Rose.

I was going to knock and interrupt, but I was having more fun listening in.

"Come on, Y/N, let's color!"

Y/N POV

Hanging out with Rose is sooo fun, but goddamn, it's tiring.

After we made it to her room to get some extra toys, we made it into another room that Rose called her playroom. It looked like a nursery, but whatever the kid was happy, so was I.

For the first couple of minutes, Rose showed me all of her Black Widow action figures. Some looked like Scarlett, while some were scary bad. Rose, let me pick first, and I picked one that looked nothing like the Black Widow we know and love. We played with them for a while. Pretending to go on missions to pretending that our widows were sisters. It was all fun. Once Rose got bored of that, she wanted us to be Widows, so that mainly involved me holding Rose up or her tackling me or Rose making fun of my "horrible form." By the end of it, we just ended up lying on the floor together, coloring in her Frozen coloring books.

I haven't seen Frozen or its sequel, but don't let Rose find that out.

I'm happily coloring in a guy with his reindeer when Rose stops what she is doing and scootches closer to me. I look over at her, and I'm instantly worried and looking her over. She seems concerned and sad. I drop the coloring pencils and sit up to comfort her.

"Hey, Rose. What's wrong?" I try and keep my voice calm to not stress her out anymore. Rose moved closer to me and opened her arms, so I did the same, allowing her to crawl into my lap. "It's okay, Rose. You don't have to talk or anything if you don't want to." Geez, now I'm immediately backtracking in case I said something wrong. "Do you want me to get your mom or Colin?" Rose shakes her head no and lifts her face to me. "Why isn't Uncle Robbie here? He always comes when Aunty Lizzie visits. But now you're here."

Well, there goes my heart. I hear it shattering.

I don't know how to proceed, but Rose is looking at me, and I know this moment will be in her memory for years to come.

"I'm sorry, Rose. Do you not like me being here?" Let's start there. "No. I like you. You're funny and play Superhero with me." I smile at that. "But Uncle Robbie also did that, and now he's not here."

Fucking hell.

I look towards the playroom door as it gently opens. Liz walks in with an apologetic smile. Shit. Did she hear? "Hey, you two!" Liz pretends like she didn't interrupt a meaningful conversation, but I've been picking up on her acting skills. Liz gets closer to us and "notices" an upset Rose. "Rosie, what's wrong?" Rose looks up at me before looking towards Liz.

"Where's Uncle Robbie?" Liz looks at me before sitting down right in front of Rose and I.

"You know how sometimes when your mom and I talk and you get bored because we talk about "grown-up stuff"?" Rose shakes her head, a little confused. "Well, you and I are going to have one of those talks." "About Uncle Robbie?" Liz nods her head. "Is he dead?" Rose bluntly asked, shocking my girlfriend and me. Liz's jaws drops while I cover my mouth. "No, sweetie Robbie is not dead." Liz quickly refutes any doubt in Rose's mind. Rose physically wipes non-existent sweat from her forehead. Colin totally taught her that. Liz smiles at Rose before putting on a serious face.

"Robbie is very much alive in Los Angeles and grown-up time Rose." She firmly says to make sure Rose listens. "Uncle Robbie and I aren't together anymore." I would've phrased this a bit better, but I can see Liz getting stressed from talking about this, so I can give the girl a break.

"Like you aren't getting married like Colin and mommy did?" "That's right, sweetie." Rose moves her head down in thought before she gets up and hugs Liz. "I'm sorry, Aunty Lizzie." Awww. Liz puts her arms around the tiny human. "It's okay, Rose. Everything's fine now." "You'll find someone else to marry." Rose casually drops before turning back to face me. "Thanks for being there for my Aunty," Rose says to me before she turns back to Liz. "Is grown-up talk over?"' Liz nods. "It can be."

Without another word, Rose starts picking up her coloring books and pencils. I watch as Rose does this task with ease before my eyes latch onto my Lizard. She's wiping away a couple of tears that have escaped. In an instant, I'm on my knees in front of her helping her out. "Tell her." Liz husks out to me. "Tell who, what?" "Tell Rose about us." "Me?" Liz simply nods before calling out to Rose. "Y/N has something she'd like to tell you." Rose moves away from her pile of books and comes up to Liz and me, sitting on the floor.

I've never been good at talking to kids, mostly because I have never been around them, and now here I am, having multiple serious conversations with Scarlett Johanssons kid. What is my life?

"Rose, does it make you sad that Auntie Lizzie isn't with Uncle Robbie?" I cautiously ask as I feel Liz's hand work its way up my back, silently comforting me. "If Aunty Lizzie isn't sad, then I'm not sad." I nod and move on. "How would you feel if Auntie Lizzie started seeing someone else?"

"If it's you, then I'd be happy."

I don't know why a kid's approval who has no blood relation to either Liz or me is so damn important, but I'm glad I got it.

"It is me." I smile at Rose, who looks between Liz and I before jumping up and down and then onto us. "Yay! That makes me so happy, Aunty Lizzie! I'm gonna go tell my mommy!" And before we can even stop her, that kid is out of the room.

I let out a breath I didn't know I had and fall onto the floor. Liz does the same before she rolls onto her side placing her arm on my stomach. "Still want kids someday?" Liz teases. "I do." Liz doesn't reply, but she does lean up and place a kiss onto my cheek. "You were great with her."

"Really? I feel like I didn't know what I was doing."

Liz just smiles down at me.

"I think that's called parenting." I roll my eyes. "Not for us yet." "No, not yet. You still have people to meet." Liz reminds me, even though I know she's nervous whenever that day happens because I know not long after that, the world will soon know too.

"You ready to get up? Some yummy waffles are waiting!" Liz scrunches her face up, and just as I'm about to answer, my stomach decides now is the time to put on a concert forcing Liz and I to laugh like idiots.

"Come on, let's go!" Liz hops onto her feet before pulling me up too.

"Oh, actually, you go ahead with it being Mother's Day. I should probably call my mom now as opposed to later."

Liz nods at me and gives me an ole sailor's kiss before leaving me in the former playroom.

Liz POV

So did Y/N and I admit that we want to get married and have kids with each other, or am I crazy? Is that why she suddenly needs to call her mom? Also, that kiss that I left her with! I'm not going off to war.

Man, my ovaries are attacking me today...

I close my eyes and slowly breathe in and out, shaking off the thoughts swarming my mind. Once I feel grounded and calm, I make my way down the stairs to an already set-up dining room.

Just as I'm about to comment on how I could've helped set the table, Scarlett comes and pulls me into a hug. "Lizzie! Rose told us the good news!" Why is Scarlett using her fake voice? Also, what good news? "About you and Y/N!" Oh right. "Oh! Yes. Thank you! Rose, are you happy that you got tell your mom and Colin?" I look at the six-year-old who is stuffing her face full of waffles. "Hmm, mmm! Aunty Liz-" "Rose, swallow your food before you talk." Scarlett sternly tells her kid. Rose starts chewing rapidly before swallowing and looking back to me. "Aunty Lizzie, did you hear I'm going to be a big sister to a boy!" "I did, Rose that's so awesome! You're going to be the best big sister!" Rose grins at me before going back to what's most important. Her food.

"Where is Y/N?" Colin looks at me with an eyebrow raised. "She's calling her mom." Both adults go ahh as I join the family at the table.

After loading up a plate for Y/N and myself, I dig in. I could wait, but Rose didn't, so why should I? Within minutes silence has taken over the table. I don't think any of us realized how hungry we were. Even Scar is eating her gross toast.

After swallowing some fruit, I decided to break it up. "So Colin, how's SNL? Planning on staying on?" Colin nods. "It's great. I'm a head writer now. You know it pays the bills-" That earns a hearty laugh from Scarlett that she quickly tries to cover up. "But maybe once the little man over here pops out, that'll change." He points to Scarlett's stomach.

"Anything new with you? I know you just got done filming the Doctor Strange sequel." Do I tell Scar and Colin about the HBO Show or not? Fuck it. "Yeah, I'm going to be in an upcoming HBO Show!" "House of Dragons?!" Scarlett immediately jumps the gun. I shake my head at her before receiving a pity look. "I'm still pissed you couldn't do Game of Thrones because of Marvel." I shrug because it's in the past, and I still watched and loved the show. "I didn't know you were almost in that." Colin looks at me, amazed. "Yeah, add it to the pile of things I was almost in." I laugh to move the conversation along. "So what's the show going to be about?"

"Apparently, it's based on a true story, and I don't know all the details yet, but I get to play an ax murder," I say with excitement. "Holy sh- shoot!" Good save, Scar. "That sounds crazy! I can't wait to see you kill it." Scarlett winks at me and laughs at her own joke.

"Wow, didn't wait, huh!" My girlfriend speaks up as she enters the room to see everyone stuffing their face.

"Rose didn't wait!" I exclaim. "Rose is a child," Y/N says into my ear as she sits down next to me. I see she turned her phone off? "How's your mom?" Y/N looks at me and then at the other people in the room who don't see it. "She's good. She's happy I called." Y/N smiles at me, but she has something in her eyes. "She's seeing Davey today." I place a hand on her back before nodding along. "We don't have to-" Y/N places a hand on my thigh and give sit a squeeze. "Thank you." Y/N begins digging into her food, and I smile because I made the special waffles I made the first night she stayed with me. I look up to see Scarlett already looking at me with a big smile.

The rest of breakfast goes on with some small talk here and there, and by the end of it, everyone is full. Colin talked about how much he loved WandaVision while Scarlett teased Y/N about her love for Black Widow. I made sure remind the other adults know that Y/N has only seen up to the first Avengers, which made Scarlett comment about how much she'll love Natasha in the Winter Solider.

Without meaning to, I'm pretty sure I was giving Scarlett, Wanda's death glare because then Y/N was in my ear telling me that I'm hers.

Scarlett noticed and smirked at our interaction and made sure to ease up on the flirtatious teasing. But this won't stop her forever.

After breakfast was cleaned up and put away, Rose brought down her coloring book and colored pencils for Y/N and her to continue drawing. About half an hour later, Y/N and Rose made some fridge-worthy art. Now I know Colin isn't ushering us out the door, but I know he has something planned for Scarlett's Mother's Day, so we shouldn't intrude.

Scarlett and I had to convince a pouting Rose that Y/N and I would be back. Y/N made a pinky promise to Rose that someday they could have a day together. Rose called it Y/N Day! That seemed to make everyone happy, so we soon gathered everything we needed, including phones, water, and clothes from last night, before making our way to the waiting car.

Y/N POV

How has today already been so eventful? It's not even noon. Is this what having kids is like? Is this what being married is like?

I look to my Liz, who has her phone in her hands, furiously typing away.

"What's up?"

Liz briefly looks over at me.

"Liz?" I ask, more concerned. She clears her throat and looks back at me. "Sorry, I'm catching up on a lot. The HBO show. Some WandaVision stuff. My team is asking me to do Hot Ones next month. Sorry. Let me do this stuff, and then I'm all yours!" She gives me a proud smile before it disappears as she dives back into her phone.

I just nod along. Sometimes I forget how much work her job can be. It's not just filming a thing, and then you're done. There's so much behind-the-scenes stuff. Liz has done a great job at trying to keep it out of view from me. But she shouldn't have to. I'm a big girl. I mean, yeah, I could sit back and look pretty while she handles things, but I don't want her to look or be as stressed as she seems right now.

"Is there anything I can help with?" 

"Not at the moment. But thank you." Liz says without looking up from her phone. Maybe asking her while she's in the middle of working isn't the best time.

Well, while she's on her, I guess I can be on mine.

I turn on my phone, surprised to find it still working. The battery life says it's at 17%, but who knows how much time that actually means-

Wait.

Who are all of these people?

On my lock screen are hundreds upon hundreds of Instagram notifications. Some things from Twitter. Was my name trending? I have dozens of texts from Sam, Max, and MK. Tons of missed calls and texts from unknown numbers. All of this has been in the past hour.

I'm unsure what's happening, but I can feel the blood leaving my body. I feel my throat closing, but at the same time but stomach is telling me I'm going to throw up.

I turn to Liz, and she's on the phone. When did this happen? How long has she been talking?

"Liz?"

She doesn't hear me.

"Liz?" I say louder.

She turns to me, and I see the gloss over her green eyes. She bites the bottom of her lip before she ends the phone call with whoever it was.

"Lizard, please, what's going on?" Liz swallows and puts her head in her hands. She's mumbling, and I quite make out exactly what's she saying. I take off my seat belt and put my butt in the middle seat.

Liz lift her head to me. She's on the verge of breaking. She places her shaky hands into my own.

"Liz?"

Liz's phone starts going off. When did she turn the ringer back on?

"Liz."

The phone keeps ringing.

The more it rings, the smaller this car feels. I look at Liz, and she is so close but so far.

Liz closes her eyes, squeezing a tear down her cheek.

"I- I'm... we've been outed..."

"Oka-"

"They-"

Liz stops.

All of her stops. Her breathing. Her shakiness. Her.

And then she opens her fucking beautiful green eyes.

"We can't be together."

A/N: Hey, besties... So what a good chapter, right? Scarlett and Rose! Colin isn't an asshole. All in all, some good stuff. Nothing stressful or full of drama, right guys?

Part 21

[mrs-johansson]

Strangers in the night - Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Part 10:

“What does it say?” I looked through the mirror at my agent Ester who had just found an article about Scarlett and me.

“The title is, Valentine’s Day meeting for Jojo Rabbit.” She read it out loud and I immediately rolled my eyes. “The pair met up on a very odd day, that being Valentine’s Day. Lady Bird actress Y/n Cole and pal Scarlett Johansson enjoyed dinner at Pablo’s Jazz Bar in Manhattan on the day of lovers. Sources say, the pair were having a great time, cozy with each other and they left together. It is known that Cole is directing her first movie Jojo Rabbit later this year, with Johansson as the starring actress.” “I feel like I can’t meet up with anyone anymore without having tabloids everywhere,” I murmured while looking at the first dress. Melanie, my stylist, held the dress’s skirt part as I turned around, facing Eater. “What do you think?” I asked, smoothing over the material. “Did you have to go out on Valentine’s Day?” She spread her arms.

Letting out a sigh I stepped back up to the podium in front of the mirror. “Let’s look at the next one,” I told Melanie and once we took the dress off and she left the room, I reached for my robe.

“It was just a friendly dinner. We’ve been talking a lot lately and we thought we should meet up before filming, getting to know each other. It was just a coincidence that it was Valentine’s Day.” “And how was it?”

How was it? It was amazing. I had the most fun of my life, and I’m just mesmerized by this woman.

“Great. We had fun.”

***

Scarlett🌷: how was the fitting?

me: it was fine, got the dress and the accessories so everything’s done

Scarlett🌷: can I get a sneak peek?😏

me: hmm… I promised didn’t I?😌

me: (let’s pretend it’s a picture)

Scarlett🌷: god if they don’t give you the award in this dress then I’ll be very upset

Scarlett🌷: you look stunning y/n

me: thank you❤️ but I don’t think I’m going to win

Scarlett🌷: why wouldn’t you? You did amazing

me: there’s meryl who even though has a 100 of them, she still gets them every single time

me: Margot who played a real person and let’s not even mention the rest

Scarlett🌷: and still you’re there because you did a spectacular job at such young age

me: I don’t know

Scarlett🌷: whatever happens, I’m proud of you and I think you should win💛

me: it means a lot Scar❤️

***

It’s been a week since our date and honestly I kind of miss her. Yes, we talk almost every day, but Rose got home this week and of course, I understand that she has less time for me, but we’re gonna meet this weekend.

And today my dad is staying till we go to Los Angeles and I told him I’ll pick him up from the airport. Usually, he says that he’ll just catch a taxi, but I wouldn’t want him to suffer through an hour drive with a stranger.

Mom doesn’t have time to visit, as usual, honestly, I’m not even disappointed anymore.

Waiting for dad at the parking lot I was just reading the Bombshell script trying to memorize my lines then the text from dad popped up, that he was here.

Stepping out of the car I looked around the parking lot, hoping to catch his tall figure.

Even though I made sure to put glasses and a baseball cap on, some people still let their eyes linger and two younger girls even came up to me. But they seemed nice.

“Hi, we wouldn’t want to bother you but we’re big fans of you, is there any chance we can take a picture?” The girl on the left asked with hopeful eyes, she was shy but the other one seemed more anxious.

I couldn’t say no, they were polite and respectful. “Of course, what’s your name?” I took my glasses off, so I don’t look like an asshole in the pictures, no offense, but I don’t like when famous people do that.

“I’m Ava and this is my sister Nora,” the same girl said and her sister smiled shyly, picking on her nails.

We took a couple of pictures and the girls asked me about Red Sparrow a little bit but I couldn’t tell them much of course. Mostly Ava was the one who was talking

“And you Nora? What’s your favorite movie?” I looked at her and her eyes widened, cheeks got tinted with color. She shifted in her place and uncrossed her arms. “I like Lady Bird. I just relate to her a lot and I think you’re amazing in it. I hope you get the Oscar,” she said and I smiled, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Thank you.”

After a couple of minutes, my phone started ringing and I said goodbye to the girls and then took the call. “Hi honey, I just got out. Where are you?” Dad spoke. “I’m in the parking lot, you should see me if you come out on the A exit,” I kept looking that way then a couple of minutes later I saw his gray hair and waved to him which he thankfully saw.

***

“How was your flight?” “It was great, I got some work done,” dad said. “That’s great, what do you want for dinner?” “We can have takeout, you don’t have to cook.” “Are you sure?” I glanced at him and he nodded. “How’s mom?” I looked back at the road, watching the light turn green.

“She’s good, she says hi,” he said awkwardly. “Great.” “How are you? What have you been up to lately?” He quickly changed the topic.

“I’m good. I spend a lot of time with my friends a lot. Actually, this weekend, not sure if it's Saturday or Sunday, but I’ll have a friend coming over and it’s kind of new and I’m not sure if it’s time for you guys to meet yet…” “I’ll be gone for the day, don’t worry. Is it a guy or a girl?” I saw from the corner of my eyes that he was looking at me with a smirk. I glanced at him carefully then turned back. “A woman.” “Oh a woman, okay. Do I know her?” Dad asked with a teasing voice. “Probably,” I cleared my throat, already nervous about the whole conversation. “So she’s famous?” “Yeah, but it’s like really new. We only had one date so far,” I smiled shyly, trying to control my joy. “That's great, kid. And how was it?” “The best date I ever had. I don’t know, I feel like it’s already serious you know. And I really like her so I hope everything goes great.” Really hope it will, honest to God. She’s one of the best things that happened to me in the past couple of months.

“I’m glad Y/n. What’s she like?” “Well… She’s like a ray of sunshine, to be honest. She’s really funny and flirty and she makes me blush like all the time. She is uhm divorced and she has a daughter. She’s amazing really.” “A daughter?” The surprise in his voice. “Yeah, she’s three and she’s really cute.” “So she is older than you?” “Yeah, a little but it doesn’t bother me. She’s very intelligent and doesn’t really care about other people’s opinions, so she’s just… I don’t know, open-minded I guess.” “Maybe that’s what you need. I mean someone mature and seen the world.” “Okay, she’s not that much older, only by 8 years.” Furrowing my eyebrows, I pulled up to the driveway. “Oh, that’s not much. Will you tell me who it is?” Dad asked as we got out of the car.

“Hmm…” “Oh come on, you told me basically who she is, just not her name.” He got his suitcase from the back and I walked up to the door, unlocking the house. “You swear not to tell anyone though,” I watched as dad rolled the suitcase in, closed the door behind himself, and looked at me with big eyes.

“Swear on my mother’s grave,” he put his hand over his heart. “Especially not mom,” I took my coat off alongside my shoes. “Why can’t you just tell me? You know, you can trust me,” he spread his arms. He's right though.

“Okay… uhm,” nervously walking around the living room, I finally sat on the armrest of the couch. Dad stood at the living room door, on the edge for sure. “She’s a friend of Chris’s,” I started. “Okay…” I saw the wheels turning in his head. “It’s Scarlett Johansson…” I mumbled quietly, looking everywhere but at him. “Who?” Dad pushed his head forward, since I was so quiet. “Scarlett Johansson.”

He leaned to the door frame, crossing his arms. “Didn’t I raise you right?” “Oh my god…” I closed my eyes, hanging my head low. “What? She’s a very good-looking woman and she’s very successful. And from what you told me, she’s an amazing person. I’m proud of you, kid.” He walked up to me, wrapping me up in a big hug. “Thank you? I guess… but we’re not dating, you know?” “Yet! It seems like she’s got you wrapped around her finger pretty bad.” I smiled at his words and nodded. “She really does.”

***

In the next couple of days, we were at home mostly. Once or twice we went out to dinner or lunch or just walked around town for a while.

It was Friday night, Dad thought it was the perfect time to watch a movie after we had dinner. Opened a bottle of wine and settled down on the couch, watching a film of his choice.

“I don’t even like this guy,” I murmured as I watched Matt Damon on the screen. “Why not?” “Because he has an asshole face. I’ve never met him though.”

I’m not mean I swear, I just have people who I look at and I don’t like them, does that make sense?

My phone started buzzing next to me and I quickly reached for it to see that it was Scarlett. “I’ll be back,” I said as I was getting up from the couch, taking the call.

“Hi,” I said swiftly, really nervous about the call. Gosh, I felt my Palma being sweaty and I swear my heart was racing. “Hey, I just wanted to check if we’re still on for the weekend,” Scarlett spoke and I smiled like an idiot as soon as I heard her voice. “Yes, of course. Which day is better for you?” I fidgeted with my fingers anxiously, waiting for her answer. “Tomorrow is great if that’s alright for you.” “It is, yeah…” I felt the nerves linger through the phone call, neither of us knowing what to say.

Taking a sharp breath in, I had to break the silence. “I uhm… I miss you,” I bluntly stated and I felt like someone knocked all the air out of my lungs. I was so nervous and scared about how she was going to react but then she spoke. “I miss you too, darling. I honestly can’t wait to see you. It’s a shame you’ll leave for three months, I hope you won’t forget about me,” she said and I could imagine that smirk on her face that drives me oh so crazy. “Of you? Never. On the other hand, I hope you won’t forget about me, there are a lot of people who would like to get their hands on you…” I smirked, hoping to hear a good reaction. “Oh Y/n, no one compares to you. I met you for a reason and I’m throwing that away,” okay my heart just burst out of happiness and joy. “You’re making my ego so much bigger with this,” I chuckled shyly, feeling the heat creeping up my neck right to my cheeks. “You started this when you were screaming my name, don’t you remember?” Now, I was definitely blushing at that sentence and how she lowered her voice… god this woman. “Isn’t Rose there with you?” I cleared my throat. “No, she wanted to sleep over at my mom’s.” Oh wow, she’s so much. Of course, she’s doing this on purpose. “You’re something else, aren’t you?” I asked, walking up to my bedroom. “Don’t tell me you don’t like it,” yeah she’s just really good at this. Talks her way into my head then somewhere else… “I did not say that. Don’t put words in my mouth,” I grabbed some jeans from the wardrobe and started to get dressed. “I thought you liked having things in your mouth, but I guess I was wrong,” she sighed dramatically. “You’re hooked already wow… so desperate,” I murmured with a smirk. “You’re the one who’s already getting dressed, who’s desperate now?” How proud is she… but she’s right, I was almost out of the house. “This was your plan all along, don’t pretend it wasn’t,” I grabbed a leather jacket and walked downstairs. “Oh, it was.” “I know, I’ll be there in 20 minutes.” “Can’t wait.”

[rosebudbl00d]

Cassie rose but Malenia elden ring :3

Goddess of rot cassie....UGH the vibe just fits i cant explain it. The whole scarlett rot thing and the butterflies and like the undying warrior thing. Thats so her fr love u cassie

"Let your flesh be consumed by the scarlett rot" ok ma'am what kind of romantic decomposition tactics are you trying to use on me miss blade of miquella.

[doomcd]

**welcome to marina, JENNIFER COHEN ( ciswoman, she/her ) ! they are a 25 year old who has lived on the island for 25 YEARS. word on the street is they’re currently living in TOWER HILL and work as a FITNESS INSTRUCTOR / INFLUENCER. everyone also says they look a lot like SCARLETT LEITHOLD. what do you think?

NAME: jennifer marie cohen.   NICKNAMES:  jenny. jen. cohen.     AGE: twenty five. PRONOUNS: she/her.   OCCUPATION:  former love island contestant, current fitness instructor and content creator on youtube, instagram and tiktok ( mostly grwm, review hauls, vlogging, work outs, and makeup/skincare tutorials. recently branched into adult content which you can find in her linktree)  SEXUALITY: bisexual ZODIAC: cancer sun, leo moon, scorpio rising.   TATTOOS: a couple of butterflies on her wrist, cherries on her ass hip, some tiny sparkles on her inner thigh, and a rose that curls under her right boob PIERCINGS: several piercings per ear, her bellybutton, and her right nipple

PINTEREST | BIO (under construction) | CONNECTIONS (under construction)

the least-popular popular girl from your high school. can probably figure out your instagram password. former love island contestant. down bad for the worst guy you know. already found a way to slip her boobs into conversation. recovering pick-me girl (kind of). knows the best bar bathrooms on the island. has slept with your ex, will sleep with your next. wait, you guys are keeping track of your body count? 

[radishflower]

STARTER CALL !! please specify the muse you would like:

PRIMARY MUSES. - hugo vega, the teacher dad. dream daddy. - edward cullen, the mind reader. twilight. - michael kelso, the dumbass. that 70s show. - nadja of antipaxos, the boss bitch vampire.  what we do in the shadows. - shiklah, queen of the undead. marvel comics.

SECONDARY MUSES. - craig cahn, the fitness dad. dream daddy. - jackie burkhart, the daddy’s girl. that 70s show. - kagome higurashi, the girl who overcame time. inuyasha. - mary christiansen, the wine mom. dream daddy.

TERTIARY MUSES. - charlotte richards/mum, the lawyer/the goddess of all creation. lucifer. - dawn wheeler, the moonchild. total drama [revenge of the island]. - kagura, the wind sorceress. inuyasha. - lucy gray baird, the songbird.  the ballad of songbirds and snakes. - scarlett lefevre, the quiet brainiac. total drama [pahkitew island]. - sondra “sandi” brandenberg, the girl friday. marvel comics.

TEST MUSES. - the vampire armand.  the vampire chronicles / amc’s interview with the vampire. - nina zenik, the queen of mourning. the grishaverse. - rhysand, the high lord of the night court. a court of thorns and roses.

BY REQUEST ONLY MUSES. - emmett cullen.  twilight. - leah clearwater. twilight. - renesmee cullen.  twilight. - kikyo. inuyasha. - kitty forman. that 70s show. - peeta mellark.  the hunger games.

[symmetricalkazekage]

Ta da!! I finally finished my All 4-1 TMNT entry!! I was going to use the pocky prompt, however I came up with this idea after reading the others properly. I will eventually reword this, so it'll fit my fic im writing (TMNT of course) but I wanted to test the waters of this idea first.

I did change the prompt a bit to fit, but you should still recognise it well enough. I also had a song on repeat while writing this, and for me it works well. Just don't read into the lyrics too much 🤣 ill link it, and I recommend you have it on repeat as well, feel the magic.

The character Scarlett is my own self insert, as I see her as how look, but just a different name. Just FYI

Tags: @thelaundrybitch @turtle-babe83 @dilucsflame33 @m1dnyt3-w0lf @post-apocalyptic-daydream @leosgirl82 @tmnt-tychou @nittleboo

Please let me know if you'd like to be ragged in the next one!!

⚠️ Aged up characters, a little spice, like the tiniest bit ⚠️

City Lights (Donnie x OC)

‘Okay, Scarlett, truth or dare!’ Michelangelo yelled with much enthusiasm.

‘Dare!’ she fired back.

The immediate glint Mikey got in his eyes made her regret her choice almost immediately. This game of “Truth or Dare” had been the idea of her friend Ashley. All her friends were finally allowed to meet Donnie, and in turn his brothers. They were reluctantly allowed into the lair, something about being a good host. Almost instantly were her friends all over the place, sussing out every inch of the place; from the boombox wall to what the turtles called their bedrooms, they were even wanting to go down the waterslide.

It was becoming quite overwhelming; Leonardo had begun to lose his patience and Raphael was trying not to pummel down the headless chooks that were Scarlett’s friends. Mikey was sadly joining the shenanigans and Donnie stood nervously to the side as he began to panic, verbally announcing his thoughts that maybe it had been a bad idea. Scarlett made eye contact with Ashley, a look that she knew all too well. It meant that “Mother was not pleased with her children”, she had looked around before she grabbed the nearest thing to her; it just happened to be a glass bottle.

‘Ice breaker! Spin the Bottle Truth of Dare!” she had yelled. Silence befell the group before said children ran to the makeshift couch of wooden pallets and cushions, each of them claiming a position. Each of the turtles shared a look, before they too joined the group, Scarlett being the last one to find a seat.

The first few rounds were harmless, simple truths and harmless dares. But once the ice broke, things began to switch up very quickly. Scarlett had constantly picked truths but was forced to choose dare to keep things interesting. Hence her now predicament, and she was unsettled by the grin that had made its way to Mikey’s mouth and the low, evil chuckle that was produced from his belly.

‘I dare you to kiss Donnie,’ he had said, giving her some form of Kubrick stare that was more menacing than threatening.

Scarlett’s faced had matched Donatello’s as everyone around her erupted into either cackles or whoops of either teasing or encouragement. Sheer surprise washed over both their faces, and the nerves that festered in Scarlett’s chest was almost painful. They stared at each other for a few more moments, the group around them having grown quiet as they waited in anticipation; eventually, Scarlett swallowed her nerves and rose from her seat and took those few steps to stand in front of the purple dressed reptilian. he was trying to protest, saying that she didn’t have to do it, but she simply shook her head. She reached out and grabbed his face with a little more force than she had wanted, her nerves still floating around somewhere; she looked him in those golden orbs of his as she removed his goggles from the top of his head before planting a soft kiss there, replacing the goggles to their position once more.

Donatello stared blankly at her as she made her way back to her seat, ignoring the protests of both her friends and his brothers. Some comments being that she had done it wrong, and others saying that wasn’t the kiss that was meant to happen.

‘You didn’t specify what kind of kiss, or where. You just said to kiss him.’ Scarlett protested back, crossing both her hands and feet. ‘And besides,’ she looked between all four terrapins, ‘I think that it's safe to assume that you guys haven’t even had your first kisses yet.’

Each of the ninjas had looked away and began to shift uncomfortably at the truth spoken. The “Aws” and “that’s so sadorable” had began to ring through the lair, and it looked like the turtles were either about to snap angrily or cry, mainly Mikey looked like he was gonna cry.

‘It’s nothing to be ashamed of at all!’ Scarlett piped up, successfully gaining their attention again. ‘Think of it this way, I didn’t kiss Donnie the way you thought, because your first kiss should be shared with someone special, someone you love. And not used on a dare.’ She had added a small laugh at the end, hoping and succeeding in dispelling any negative thoughts. They smiled, which made her smile, her heart still resounding beats in her eardrums.

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It had been a few months since that day down in the lair, and ever since then her and Donatello had grown closer. It was kind of like a trust exercise that had opened their friendship up more. But pretty soon, Scarlett had noticed a change in Donnie’s behaviour. He had become more gentlemanly than usual, inviting her over to help on his projects (something about her smalls hands being able to reach the smaller spaces), and also inviting himself over (something about wanting to see her bougie bathroom he’d heard so much about). Not that it was bothering her, she was enjoying the attention.

It had gotten to a point where she had chosen to remain oblivious to the emotions welling up inside her whenever he would invite her out, for just some one-on-one chill time. She constantly had to remind herself that he was just a friend, and he was being nice. But it didn’t stop the butterflies, and it sure as hell didn’t stop the feelings begin to blossom for the giant turtle man. She tried to tell herself it wasn’t worth it, that she wasn’t worth it; he would eventually get bored of her if she feigned ignorance enough, and he would go off and find someone to share these heartfelt moments with.

Whenever Scarlett was alone, she would always think back to the icebreaking day. The way his face flushed upon closer inspection, and the way he slightly trembled under her touch; she wanted to see it again, she wanted more of it. But then she would remember the words she had spoken “…your first kiss should be shared with someone special, someone you love…”, and she would force her heart back down her throat; she would keep this crush under wraps.

But it was getting harder to keep it hidden, whenever Donatello was around now, they would almost always end up close with mere inches between them. And when that happened, her face would blush, and her breathing would hitch. And every time, their faces would inch closer and closer, able to feel each other’s breath on their lips. But every time, they were either interrupted, or her own words would ring in her ears and cause her to bail. It was like each time he would purposely try and find a way to get her in his arms, and her façade would falter each time. His touch, unique smell, and the way his words would blanket her; it was beginning to drive her insane.

It had been her most recent, and obviously romantic, moment with Donatello that had completely wrenched her heart and let slip through the want and desire that had been building for months now. Donatello knew how much Scarlett loved the rain, so he had planned to take her to a high point before it hit, so that she could enjoy the very first droplets before the heavens opened up. Since she lived in Manhattan, he had dropped onto her balcony and whisked her away to the top of the Manhattan Bridge. Scarlett was scared yet thrilled to be up so high.

‘What are we doing up here?’ she asked, daring to lean over to look at the traffic that drove by; their headlights illuminating the roads in the darkness of the night.

‘Just wait,’ he simply said, giving her one of those heart fluttering smiles that she had begun to fall for.

She had wanted to question further, but the cold drops of water on her head made her stop. She looked up to the sky, just in time to see the shower that had immediately began to pour over the city and the bridge. Scarlett had forgotten almost instantly about her heart as she grinned, raising her arms up to the sky with open palms. Donatello had just stood there, watching her with complete love and awe in his eyes. His heart swelled with so many emotions, and to him, it felt right; he just wished that she would reciprocate.

Scarlett had begun to dance atop the bridge, her arms flowing like water as she closed her eyes. It was no surprise that Donatello would join her, he just always had to be a part of her little dances. And she loved that about him. All thoughts of avoidance now gone from her mind, she allowed herself to be led around the small space. This way and that, Donatello led her to a songless dance, occasionally twirling and dipping her. This sent her heart into spirals as the heat from her nerves made her feel a small shiver from the cold downpour. Scarlett felt herself being spun out, so she planned to spin out with a flurry. However, she had miss stepped and slipped on a small lip of metal. All at once, she had felt herself falling over the edge, only to be grabbed by the arm and pulled into a hard chest.

Scarlett looked up to see Donatello’s worried face inches from hers again, water droplets on his glasses, more droplets running down his face. She had locked eyes with him, bad idea. She became frozen. He held her in his gaze, his arms slowly tightening around her body; her own arms held close to her chest and her palms pressed to his chest plate. No words were spoken, but hearts pounded loudly in both their chests; the sound of the cars below them and the sound of the rain pelting the metal frame of the bridge being the only other sounds that were heard. Scarlett was anxious, she wanted to pull away, but the spell Donnie had her under refused to let her go. “…your first kiss should be shared with someone special, someone you love…”, her own words echoed again, but this time it was very quiet, like it had been forced to the back of her mind. Her eyes flicked between his lips and those golden orbs, and seeing his own eyes do the same made her flutter even more.

He began to move closer, and she did the same, balling her fists against him as one of his hands moved to her upper back, to guide her forward. It was like a storybook moment in one of her many romance novels, and it was happening right now. Both their eyes were half mast, and they were mere millimeters now, each hot breath mingling with one another. Was it finally going to happen?

The sound of Donatello’s radio pulled them both out of their trance, it was Leo; he was calling for his brother for a new mission. With a sad look that would crush sad puppies in a competition, Donatello replied, letting his brother know that he was on his way back now. He looked into Scarlett’s eyes once more before scooping her into his arms, and took her home. When they had reached her balcony, he hung off the fire escape ladder as he set her down gently. When she was on her feet, Scarlett looked up and thanked him for the night out. He just hummed his answer, and made no effort to move from his position. The look on his face killed her, he looked absolutely miserable, and it was heart breaking.

Scarlett stepped forward; she knew what she was about to do was against her better judgement, and it would ruin everything that she had been trying to uphold. But at this point, she couldn’t handle seeing him this way. It pained her in ways that physical wounds would pain any normal person. She touched his forearm and planted a soft kiss to his cheek. It was short, but it was sweet.

‘Thank you again, Dee. I… had a really good time tonight,’ and she gave him a soft grin.

She watched the corner of his lips curl into a grin, there’s the Donnie she loved. Scarlett stepped back as she watched him bow his head to her before leaping away into the night, watching until she could no longer see his figure. She opened her door and walked straight to the bathroom, wet footprints leading a path there. She languidly peeled her clothes off before stepping into a hot shower. She leant against the wall and sank to the ground, letting the memories of earlier replay over and over in her head. It was all she could do, before she broke down into those heartbreaking tears she had been holding back for so long.

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Scarlett rubbed her eyes, now slightly puffy and tingly from the water and her own tears mixing. A simple singlet and shorts made up her pyjamas, pulling her half dry hair up into a ponytail before giving up and letting her forming ringlets and curls bounce back around her face. Standing in her living room in the dark, she wrapped her arms around herself; she felt the numbness begin to overtake her as the lights of the city trickled through the gap in her curtains and the open windows along her wall. She felt cold. There was something about that embrace of his that made her feel so warm and safe, something about the strong arms that made her body burn for more. I want his arms around me again.

A tapping on her balcony door pulled her from her thoughts. The rain had somewhat died down while she was in the shower, had it picked back up? She walked to the door and pulled the curtains, jumping back a little when she saw the giant purple terrapin standing there. His frame was slightly hunched, but his eyes burned with a fire she couldn’t place. Scarlett had barely opened the sliding door between them, Donnie had grabbed it and pushed it open and basically forcing his way into her apartment towards her. The movement and his hulking frame making a little fear build up in her as she backed away quickly, hoping that the space would grow.

‘How long are you going to keep driving me insane!’ he yelled, his hands clenching beside him.

Scarlett blinked at him.

‘How long are you going to keep ignoring my advances?’ he asked, his voice dropping a little.

‘W-what are you-‘

‘Don’t play coy with me; it won’t work.’

‘I really don’t know what you’re talking about, Donnie,’ she lied. She knew exactly what he was talking about, she was just hoping she sounded convincing.

‘You’re really going to lie to me? You’re really going to pretend like you have no idea how I feel about you?’ he pressed.

Scarlett stuttered, she hadn’t expected him to be so confronting about it. He hadn’t seemed the type, more like the type to let things fester until there was nothing left. How had she been so wrong?

‘I had no idea what was going on with me,’ he began, his eyes drifting to the floor, ‘I didn’t know if I was sick, or if I had somehow developed a condition, even with the mutagen. Then the memory of that game came back to me, and my entire body flared with heat and my heart went wild, while the nerves in my stomach kicked up a storm…’

‘Donnie…’

‘Please… let me finish. It only got worse the more you were around. I thought I was just happy, happy that someone was finally accepting of my brothers and I. I was, I am, but it turned out to be more than what I had originally theorized. Every moment with you, I felt nerves kick around more and more; every accidental or purposeful touch make my skin burn. And then, when you’re gone, my heart would hurt, and I’d become miserable; I sought many different ways to distract myself, but that only worked for the short run.’

Scarlett remained silent as she listened to his words, feeling her own heart begin to swell. She knew where this was going; her head was telling her to stop him and escape, but her heart kept her in place, letting every word sink in heavily.

‘I honestly wanted to reject these feelings, I’m the tech guy, I can’t be distracted by such emotions. It was really getting to me, and it must have been quite noticeable because you came over. I didn’t tell you why, but you made it your own mission to make sure I was okay again. And the smile you gave me,’ he sighed as he remembered, a grin forming, ‘that smile had solidified the theory and research: I’m in love.’

The woman’s breath hitched, and Donatello looked up at her, that grin still plastered there. ‘Wha...’

‘I had made it my mission to get you to see that, to see me. I made every calculated advancement I could, planned every event and outing to a “T”. And it’s working; try as you may, you couldn’t hide your heart from me. I had specifically analyzed every situation to determine the best approach each time, and each time should have ended with a kiss…’ his pause was surprisingly loud in the deafening apartment, his head falling again. ‘It should have ended with a kiss… but you always bailed or the moments interrupted. Much like tonight, I was so close, so close to finally feeling like a million stars…’

Donatello’s eyes rose again, taking in her form with newfound confidence and purpose in that gaze. He started to march toward her again, making Scarlett back away from him.

‘Donnie, wait a minute!’

‘But I’m over being disrupted. And I’m over you teasing me and then pulling away!’ his voiced raised again. ‘You said that we should wait, only kiss the person we choose, someone we love! Well, I choose you! I want to kiss you!’

Her back had hit a wall and Donatello seized that moment to stand right in front of her. His giant body stood over her, his sheer height was intimidating enough at a few feet apart; so, him being practically right on top of her was even more daunting. Her eyes were wide as she stared into the space below her feet, the beat of her heart thundering away in her chest, she was sure that Donnie could hear it from his position. That man heard a whispered conversation from the kitchen to the living room in the lair! Her arms were stiff at her sides, her hands balled into fists, her body now shaking as her nerves wracked her entire being. Her mind was running in circles, so when his left hand reached out for hers she had jumped. She dared to look up, something that she knew was going to be a bad idea. And it was, the look he was giving her made her melt. His eyes, his golden eyes held so much love, want and desire; it was so strong a gaze, but somehow warming at the same time. Scarlett relaxed a little bit, letting Donatello fully grab her tiny hand in his large one.

‘Can I- May I kiss you…?’ he had whispered it, but the question reverberated off the walls.

As her heart screamed, she gave a wordless nod. Their eyes never left each other as Donatello pulled his left hand up, Scarlett’s still clasped in his. He put it to his plastron effectively pulling her a little closer, and she swore she could feel his own heart racing a mile a minute. That’s where he left it, before he ever so gently grabbed her face; he marveled at how tiny it was compared to his hands, and it made him chuckle softly. Scarlett’s eyes had flicked down to his lips and then back to his eyes, not shocked that his eyes had done the same; it was like he was still seeking permission having already received it. So she lifted her unoccupied hand to hold his own, and that must’ve been the push he needed.

He leant in, both of them closing their eyes, and barely brushed his lips over hers. Both their breaths caught in their lungs, as they looked at one another again. He moved again, brushing his lips over hers again but with a little more force. And again. And again. And again. Each time with a little more force than the last. But with each kiss he gave her, their breaths were growing heavier and Scarlett began to lean in even closer. The butterflies in her stomach were growing wild, and she knew that Donnie was feeling the same. She didn’t understand why she had left this so long, this feeling. It was a like a literal dream come true. She loved the feeling of his mouth on hers, it was like beautiful magic, all the tingles and electricity running through her entire body. And it was making her hungry for more.

Scarlett wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down into her more. He groaned, proceeding to wrap his large arms around her tiny frame and pressing her into the wall. The sensation that ran through her body made her moan as the battle for dominance began. They kissed hungrily for a moment longer before Donnie was pulling away. Their lips now slightly swollen and red, both beings panting hard. He began to step away from her, but she grabbed his arm.

‘What’s wrong?’ she asked softly, trying to get her breathing under control.

‘I can’t continue…’ he strained, not looking her in the eyes anymore, and she already missed it.

‘Why…’

‘I’m scared. I’ve waited so long for this, but I’m afraid if I keep going…’ he turned his head slightly, ‘I’m afraid I might devour you.’

His admittance made her core ignite, and she trembled. She stepped around and faced him, making him look at her.

‘Then devour me, I’m all yours.’

His eyes blew wide as she held her hands to him, making gentle grabby hands. His mouth hung open as he stood there, letting every word wrap his brain into a tight hold and strangling any rationality he had left. Without warning, his arms were around her again, pulling her body flush with his own. Lips now clashed for dominance again as his hand made its way into her hair, gently tugging on the strands to try and coax a noise out. And he succeeded, the groan that came from her throat egged him on. Scarlett’s nails began to dig into the large arms of his, his own groan of pleasure coating her in what she would describe as a “warm honey” feeling. He wasted no time in dipping slightly to pull her up, her legs reflexively wrapping around his waist, the kiss never breaking once.

Donatello sat them both on the couch, moaning at the feeling of Scarlett’s weight on him. They separated for a small moment to breath some much needed air, before the need for more overcame them. Their hands began to roam over every surface of each other; they kissed so desperately as the tried to pull each other even closer, if that was even physically possible. Scarlett’s hands and nails ran along his neck and shoulders making him growl, and Donatello responded by harshly grabbing her hips and pulling her even more flush with him making her squeak with pleasure.

Nothing existed to them in that moment. It was just Scarlett with her Donatello, pouring their feelings, hearts, wants, and desires out through their intimate and much needed make out session. As they embraced each other, “I love you”’s rang through the room, their figures illuminated only by the city lights.

[g1bsongirl]

　　　　　　𖤐⋆.˚  INTRODUCING  ...  SIOBHAN  WEI  .ᐟ

a  twenty9  year  old  repressed  catholic  rebelling  her  way  through  reinvention  with  a  target  on  her  back  and  pair  of  pleasers.  portrayed  by  havana  rose  liu  .ᐟ

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character name: siobhan scarlett wei nickname(s): shiv, shivvy faceclaim:  havana rose liu birthday: october 25th place of birth: greenville, south carolina zodiac: scorpio mbti: true neutral moral alignment: esfp occupation: cashier, pole fitness instructor place of work: love boutique adult shop subplot affiliation: unaffiliated 3 positive traits: individualistic, vivacious, self-sufficient 3 negative traits: inglorious, volatile, unapologetic languages: english love language: physical touch, receiving gifts biography + connections can be featured in the google doc !

[ HAVANA ROSE LIU, 29, CIS WOMAN, SHE/HER ] Welcome to Antioch, SIOBHAN ‘SHIV’ WEI ! Local sources report that you’ve been in town for 10 YEARS and are known to be INDIVIDUALISTIC yet INGLORIOUS. Others have dredged up rumors that you’re UNAFFILIATED, but most know you for your work as a CASHIER at LOVE BOUTIQUE ADULT SHOP. We’ll see you around town soon !

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

Mira's Masterlist!

Fun Fact: I change my blog theme to fit my current MC or OC I'm obsessing over

~Fave RC MCs~

-> A Collection of the Most Gorgeous RC MCs

NOTE: These are not listed in any particular order, I used the canonical given names so the ones in quotes are ones I personally changed, and I may have forgotten to add some MCs so don't take it too personally! I'll remember to add them at some point imao (you could also just ask if you're curious!)

Amala Basu (KCOD)

Deviya Sharma (KFOS)

Evthys (SOTCN)

"Renée" de Noailles (VFV)

Selena/Lilith (ARC)

"Audrey" (ABH)

Vyxaria (SL)

"Irene" (SOL)

Mei (LOTW)

"Lane" (HSR)

Novalie (W:TC)

Lou Reed (Psi)

"Agatha Harrington" (CY2)

Lale Hatun (DALS)

-> RC Reading List

~MY OCs~

-> Scarlett Vera Sandiego

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Eiza Gonzalez *w/ auburn hair*

Animated FC: Princess Elena Castillo Flores from EOA

Fandom: Carmen Sandiego 2019/Laws of Attraction

Designated Tag: #scarlett sandiego oc

LI: Soren Turner (OC)

-> Detective Haelyn Rózsa

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Kelsey Merritt

Fandom: Blades of Light and Shadow I and II/Kiss of Death/Crimes of Passion I and II

Designated Tag: #haelyn rózsa oc

LI: Trystan Thorne (AU that matches the OG Rose/Thorne dynamic from the CoP books)

Ship Tag: #haelstan🌹

Artist Credit: The Trystan x Haelyn fanart at the top of this post was by @hydn-jpg!

-> Verena Solaris

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Neha Velan

Fandom: The Elementalists

Designated Tag: #verena solaris oc

LI: Shreya Mistry

-> Kashmiré Blanche

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Anya Chalotra

Fandom: Carmen Sandiego 2019/Open Heart

Designated Tag: #kashmiré blanche oc

LI: Python/Henry Cavill he's the face claim with the same name in this universe lol

Ship Tag: #kashénry

Here's my MC Intro for Chandini Ramakrishnan (distant relative)

-> Aaliyah Hadid

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Dina Denoire -> Rihanna

Fandom: The Nanny Affair/Criminal Minds

Designated Tag: #aaliyah hadid oc

Main LI: Spencer Reid (Aaron Hotchner/Luke Alvez/Derek Morgan in some AUs)

-> Lyra Lexington

FULL Character Intro Post (To Be Updated)

FC: Alyssa Raghu -> Naomi Scott/shredz55 (Insta)

Fandom: Ride or Die/Nightbound

Designated Tag: #lyra lexington oc

LI: Trystan Thorne (subject to change)

Anonymous Fanart Commission!

-> Lady Aria Lockhart

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Neelam Gill

Fandom: The Unexpected Heiress/Desire and Decorum

Designated Tag: #aria lockhart oc

Main LI: John Somerset (Hugh Crawford in some AUs)

-> Salem Rae Nightingale

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Jessica Alba

Fandom: Carmen Sandiego 2019/Blades of Light and Shadow/ Criminal Minds

Designated Tag: #salem nightingale oc

Main LI: Mal Volari (Prince Aerin in some AUs)

-> Kendall Hayes

Character Intro Post

FC: Lucy Hale -> Phoebe Tonkin

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Designated Tag: #kendall hayes oc

LI: Derek Morgan

-> Vendetta Varshini Viswakumar

Character Intro Post

FC: Dheekshitha Venkadeshan (Dhee)

Fandom: Criminal Minds/Open Heart/Carmen Sandiego 2019/ Mother of the Year

Designated Tag: #vendetta (varshini viswakumar) oc

LI: Emily Prentiss

-> Princess Sabrina Aveiro

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Banita Sandhu

Fandom: The Royal Romance/Open Heart/Foreign Affairs

Designated Tag: #sabrina aveiro oc

LI: Tatum Mendoza

Ship Tag: #mendeiro

-> Nayeli Lopez

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Rachel Zegler

Fandom: Crimes of Passion * many liberties taken*/Criminal Minds/Carmen Sandiego 2019

Designated Tag: #nayeli lopez oc

LI: None

-> Mirage Aléxia Gomez

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Becky G

Fandom: Carmen Sandiego 2019

Designated Tag: #mirage (aléxia) oc

LI: None :) she's aromantic

-> Emmelinè Sinclaire

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Christina Masterson

Fandom: Greenhouse Academy/Desire and Decorum (Ernest Sinclaire's ____daughter)

Designated Tag: #emmelinè sinclaire oc

LI: Dylan Mayuran Cavill-Blanche

-> Astríd Rivera

FULL Character Intro Post/Role in Designated Survivor

FC: Nailea Devora

Fandom: Designated Survivor/The Cleaning Lady/Go! Live Your Way

Designated Tag: #astríd rivera oc

LI: None at the moment

-> Cerise Hexley

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Hande Erçel

Fandom: Bloodbound/It Lives Within

Designated Tag: #cerise hexley oc

LI: Sebastyan Thorne

-> Athena Deveraux

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Vanessa Morgan

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy/Criminal Minds/Carmen Sandiego 2019

Designated Tag: #athena deveraux oc

LI: Olivia Valentine (OC)

-> Xiomara Isabel Calloway

Character Intro Post (WTD)

FC: Adria Arjona

Fandom: Carmen Sandiego 2019/Wake The Dead

Designated Tag: #xiomara calloway oc

LI: Troy Hassan (WTD) // Gigi Sinclair (LOA; Windverse)

-> Kevari "Keva/Ari" Arkyn

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Kashmirian!Devi Sprite from KFOS

Fandom: Apartment 502

Designated Tag: #502 roommate

LI: TBD (Rainn, Callum, Garrett, OR Mason)

-> Janavika “Jane” Agrawal

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Megan Suri -> Amita Suman

Fandom: Desire and Decorum/Bridgerton

Designated Tag: #jane agrawal oc

LI: Prince Hamid (died during a war) -> Annabelle Parsons? (True nature of the relationship is unknown to historians but were very close); Ernest Sinclaire (one-sided from him)

-> Ophelia Hassan

Character Intro Post (WTD)

FC: Rashan MH

Fandom: Carmen Sandiego 2019/Wake The Dead/Perfect Match

Designated Tag: #ophelia hassan oc

LI: Damien Nazario AND F!Hayden

-> Violet Hale

FULL Character Intro Post

FC: Chloe Bennet

Fandom: Agents of SHIELD/Criminal Minds

Designated Tag: #violet hale oc

Main LI: TBD

~MY FAVORITE PARAS ~

-> Wheel of Witches

Credit: Completely goes to @evermore-grimoire who came up with the whole universe and mythology. It's so fun to daydream this scenario, especially with my own OCs

FULL Backstory

-> Nancy Chavez and Two Ghosts

Credit: Completely to @lcvrreid on TikTok for coming up with an amazing plot and backstory for her CM OC based on Ghostface. I definitely recommend her fanfic!

-> Lilac Allende & Open Heart

Credit: @jamespotterthefirst who makes incredibly detailed MCs to the point where I cannot imagine anyone else as said MC

~MY FICS/EDITS~

Geneva -> Supernatural Sci-Fi Original Story

Livin' the Luxe Life -> Original Story Based on Home Furnishing Magazines (Weird, right?)

Broken Stars w/ @magicwithineleteo -> HSMTMTS x GMW Crossover; Spotify Playlist; New Info Will Be Updated

The Scholars of Bellachoix Lane -> Academia!Playchoices AU

The Scars of Revenge -> Carmen Sandiego x Graham Crackle; feat. Scarlett Sandiego (F!OC)

Once A Shattered Heart -> Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Dr. Chandini Ramakrishnan); feat. Aishwarya Pillai (F!OC)

Doctor Date -> Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Dr. Chandini Ramakrishnan); feat. Dr. Aaliyah Hadid (F!OC)

My Baby Penguin -> Spencer Reid x F!OC (Dr. Aaliyah Hadid*); feat. Cleopatra Emilia Reid

A Sweet Mistake -> Aaron Hotchner x F!OC (Dr. Aaliyah Hadid*); feat. Jack Hotchner

Sleepyhead -> Derek Morgan and F!OC (Dr. Aaliyah Hadid*)

Overthinking -> Raleigh Carrera x F!MC (Destiny Katz); feat. Aaliyah Hadid

Here For You -> Aerin Valleros x Salem Nightingale (F!MC); Mal Volari x Salem Nightingale (F!MC)

fire on fire -> Gabriel Grant x Amala Khan (Independence Route)

timeless -> Radha Basu x Devi Sharma

Save It For Dessert Text Fic -> M!Trystan Thorne x F!MC/ OC (Dr. Lyra Lexington); feat. Detective Nayeli Lopez

Vigilante Sh*t CM Edit -> feat. Emily Prentiss, Spencer Reid, Dr. Aaliyah Hadid, Aaron Hotchner, and Elle Greenaway

Aesthetic Quote Post Masterlist

Carmen Sandiego (Netflix) Edit to "Ride" by Sir Mix-a-Lot

Happy Birthday Carmen Sandiego Edit for @/tiredguyswag

Corrupted Aerin Valleros Edit

Livin' the Luxe Life Intro Edit

Candella Edit to “Paparazzi” by Lady Gaga

Devi/Renée/Amala/Evthys MC Edit

*Just to clarify, I currently intend to leave Spencer and Aaliyah as the main pair while the other fics would exist in an alternate universe of some kind where she didn't end up with him. For some reason, I just like writing her with multiple characters so I can see who I feel most comfortable writing her with

~Social Media ~

Ao3

Wattpad

TikTok

Pinterest

Honestly, just ask me if I have social media/what my account is. The links aren't working and it would be more fun to send everyone who comes here on a wild goose chase

[roseswhim]

The Crystal Legacy Challenge!

By @roseswhim !!

THIS IS INSPIRED BY THE NOT SO BERRY CHALLENGE - CREATED BY @lilsimsie AND @alwaysimming PLEASE GO AND SEND THEM SUPPORT AND CHECK OUT THE NOT SO BERRY CHALLENGE!

Are you looking to play around with aspects of the sims 4 game that you haven't used before? Is the sims starting to bore you? Or maybe you have just started playing and are looking for a way to start your first family?

Welcome to the Crystal Legacy Challenge! A sims 4 challenge that any simmer will enjoy.

Each legacy will be assigned a crystal that is found in game, it will be fun to try match the generations clothes , hair , ect to the colour of the assigned crystal but not compulsory.

You could also try collect that crystal in game, but again this is not compulsory!

I also love giving subtle hints to the colour through their name

eg. Red gen = Sienna, Rosie, Scarlett

I will try to make a base game version but NOT promising anything. If this challenge gets popular I will but if not then I probably won't.

This challenge doesn't use every pack since I don't have every pack, but it does use a few!

Basic rules:

. No money cheats AT ALL unless it is stated in the legacy rules

. Each generation must complete all the rules, or else you fail the challenge!

. You may use custom content and mods, I think they make the sims alot more fun. I recommend the better schools mod, it gives teens skills while at school.

. Remember, this is just a game so if you aren't enjoying a certain generations you can absolutely change it or skip them!

Generation 1 - Rose

(Pink gen)

You grew up never knowing your parents, you and your younger brother were raised by your older brother. Due to your parents not being around as a child, your dream has always been to be the perfect parent to your children.

tip - you don't have to add the older and younger brother, but I think it'd be a cute touch since your sim is a family person!

Goals -

. Max parenting skill

. Level 4 cooking skill

. Level 3+ teacher career

. Complete super parent aspiration

. Have the gen 2 heir with a sim that has the athletic trait

. Have photos of you and your family around your house

. Have atleast 3 kids, adopt one

Aspiration - big happy family

Traits - unflirty, family orientated, bookworm

Career - teacher

Generation 2 - Emerald

(Green gen)

Growing up, you were always closer with your father/mother (depending on which wasnt the legacy heir for gen 1). This is because they were always sporty and going out on runs, which you quickly took an interest in.

Goals-

. Have athlete career (dont have to max)

. Max fitness skill

. Level 6 or above charisma

. Max fitness aspiration

. Your partner must achieve level 5 cooking skill

. Only have 1 pregnancy (if it results in twins or more then you can keep all of them)

Aspiration - bodybuilder

Traits - active, vegetarian, self-assured

Career - athlete

Generation 3- Sapphire

(Blue gen)

You spent most of your days as a child playing the violin, quickly realising that wasn't your thing as a teen you decided to pick up guitar. You realised you were much better at it and decided that was what you wanted to do, spending most your days alone sat outside playing your guitar.

Goals-

. Only be close with grandparent from gen 1 until they die

. Max guitar skill

. Level 5+ violin skill as a teen/child

. Complete musical genius aspiration

. Live in Brindleton Bay

. Entertainer career - choose musician once at level 5

. Be a single parent - never get married and never have a partner move in

Aspiration - musical genius

Traits - music lover, gloomy, loner

Career - entertainer - choose musician at level 5

Generation 4 - Rainborz

(Red gen)

You and your mother/father were always close. Growing up you loved sitting and admiring the flowers while listening to them play. Being outside so much made you realise how much you loved flowers and plants. You also found a love for painting + drawing the wildlife around you.

Goals-

. Max gardening skill

. Level 7+ painting

. Move away from Brindleton Bay a couple days before again up to young adult ( still teen )

. Move anywhere with lots of wildlife - Henford On Bagley, Sulani, Oasis Springs, Evergreen Harbour, ect.

. Gardening career level 6+

. Complete freelance botanist aspiration

Aspiration - freelance botanist

Traits - loves outdoors, art lover, neat

Career - gardener

Generation 5 - Amethyst

(Purple gen)

As a child you were always defiant, never listening to your parent and never completing any of your homework. All you wanted to do was go out and be a pirate. Once you became a teen, you realised pirates were childish and decided you wanted to be a criminal.

Goals-

. Max mischief skill

. Level 6+ charisma skill

. Have twins but only those 2 children (you can cheat)

. Live in an apartment for your whole life in San Myshuno

. Tell your kids you work in business

. Have partner working in criminal career aswell

. Max public enemy aspiration

Aspiration - public enemy

Traits - mean, hot-headed, ambitious

Career - criminal

Generation 6 - Hematite

(Black gen)

Neither of your parents were around growing up, so you often found yourself taking care of you and your twin. Cleaning was the thing you despised, but you always loved the cooking.

Goals-

. Max cooking skill

. Level 5+ gourmet cooking

. Have a roast every Sunday with your family - you cook it

. Move out of the city as a teen (you can bring your twin with you or leave them)

. Level 5+ chef career

. Complete master chef aspiration

. Have partner achieve level 5 violin

Aspiration - master chef

Traits - foodie, loner, childish

Career - culinary - pick chef

Generation 7 - Jonquilyst

(Yellow generation)

As a child, you found that you were good at everything. Anything you tried, you liked and we're good at. Because of this, you never had a main goal in life.

Goals-

. As a child, play violin and use the science table often

. As a teen, get an after school job as a babysitter for half of teenhood, and fast food worker for the other half.

. Don't get married until you're an elder

. Level 5 cooking

. Level 4 violin

. Level 4 fitness

. Level 5 logic

. Get to level 4 in any 2 careers ( not counting teen careers )

. Have an affair which results in a child ( your partner cannot find out )

Aspiration - renaissance sim

Traits - genius, noncommittal, perfectionist

Career - multiple, listed in goals

Generation 8 - Alabaster

(White/blue/purple gen)

Your mother/father was always working on their various projects, so you were often left to your own devices which lead you to your love of writing.

Goals-

. Max writing skill

. Level 6 logic

. Max author career

. Complete best selling author aspiration

. You and your partner must star/cloud gaze atleast once a week

. Write atleast 5 excellent quality books

Aspiration - best selling author

Traits - bookworm, romantic, geek

Career - author

Generation 9 - Fire Opal

(Orange gen)

Seeing as your mother/father was an author, you liked to read some of their books. They often inspired you and you decided to start drawing sciences from them. This led you to your talent of painting.

Goals-

. Max painting skill

. As a child, max creative skill and have creative aspiration

. Complete painter extraordinaire aspiration

. Have a creative studio in your house

. Paint pictures of all your children

. Complete painter career

Aspiration - painter extraordinaire

Traits - creative, art lover, good

Career - painter

Generation 10 - Shinolite

(Grey gen)

It had always been your dream to be an astronaut, even since you were a toddler. It was probably your mother/fathers paintings that gave you this dream the most, or the stories your father/mother would tell you about aliens.

Goals-

. Build a rocketship

. Max handiness skill

. Level 6 fitness skill

. Have 2 children ( only those 2, can be twins or seperate )

. Complete nerd brain aspiration

. Complete astronaut career

Aspiration - nerd brain

Traits - clumsy, active, vegetarian

Career - astronaut