#anastasia if you see this i want you to know your gifs are still such favorites of mine 💜💜

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I'm back! Thank you so much for your patience and your kind messages and comments ♥ you are so nice about my silly ramblings, I appreciate it a lot.

previously, on harrowsoup the ninth:

this happened

also I posted this and this as previews and this is the whole tag

currently, chapters 23-26:

"an atmosphere of greater unease had settled over the mithraeum"

aka the emperor's bolthole

btw, no kidding, harrow, I hadn't noticed the unease

so, harrow asks around about the herald situation

I have another deck with dragon heralds but I'm not gonna go on a card tangent this time (you're welcome)

everyone gives terrible and useless descriptions

emperor johnny boy says "Whenever they come I am bundled off to a sealed sanctum at the heart of the Mitrhaeum, so that their insanity can't touch me"

asshole coward awful man

harrobean is trying to ask why emperor asshat is so sure about her having to die and if there's no way she can make it

emperor johnny says yandere twin isn't that good at being a lyctor yet, even if she's surprising and that if he was still giving silly names, he'd name her "Saint of Awe"

harrow thinks "that had not quite suited Naberius"

get perpetually owned, chad

harrow also mentions not being able to remember things well

YOU THINK, HARROW?

"it was as though your brain had formed a scab over everything that had happened to you"

I don't think that scab is healing well

emperor johnny insists on the rapier

idk why they all insist on the rapier

gideon and camilla didn't like it and were the fucking best cavaliers ever

ARE, THEY ARE THE BEST CAVALIERS EVER

PRESENT TENSE

but anyway, at this point, it could very well be emperor johnbro has aesthetic demands

not like he'll explain anything

harrowbean sees not!dulcinea's door closed, which isn't usual

she second guesses a bit because she can't always trust what she sees and she remembers crux saying "you saw what you saw, Lady, and the only thing you control now is your reaction thereto"

I didn't like that old man, but that's pretty cool of him to say

harrow opens the door and sees this

alleged gideon the first aka ortus tells harrow to go away very calmly and in a way that is too nice for him, apparently

harrow is upset at the display in front of her salad and goes to complain to yandere twin

which is a terrible place to complain at because she's both into gossip and into kink

if you want someone to take this seriously, that's the last place to go to

"at least you know who's been moving her—so to speak"

this is what we get combining yandere twin and chad

I've used that gif twice for her already

I forgive her, though, because she says "god is a dickhead" and she's right

she also asks harrow to try to remember why emperor john god has given her the sword

and establishes that harrow previously did something to her jaw so that she couldn't tell her

that's going in the 3d model

CHAPTER 24

apparently people are being less mean to harrowbean because they're already mourning her

harrow says that alleged gideon the first aka ortus has the name ortus because "it was just a banal and uncomfortable coincidence, as though he'd carried the name of a dead childhood pet"

she believes that the name must have caught on in the ninth because anastasia must have like brought it in and named people after her pal

I think he's named gideon

and that our gideon is named after him because of direct relationship of some capacity, maybe to someone involved

I considered the mom, but it's uncertain

in any case, he has to die

so, harrow puts a lot of wards and safety things in her room

kind of like this

home alone styling it

but apparently alleged gideon the first aka ortus can bypass wards

much like the sleeper/waker

much like not!dulcinea

wards are basically pointless, I guess, at this point

so he goes into her bathroom when she's bathing because here in the emperor's bolthole, everyone's a disrespectful asshole

harrowbean says he's "a thanergy void" and "the ultimate nemesis of a bone adept"

he tries to kill her while she's looking like this

I want to give this child some cocoa and play a comfort movie for her, like "the bone collector"

she ended up using the teeth she lost in the fight as projectiles in his eyes and got him to leave

she ended up bloody, unmoving, wet, naked and collapsed on the ground to which yandere twin live reacted to and left

she could have given her a hand

or an arm

she decided alleged gideon had to die and ice cube barbie aka probably annabel lee agreed

when gideon was among us, there was not enough time for her to throw hands at people and here there's so many people she could be throwing hands at and she's not here to do so

camilla too, but camilla threw hands at martita in a way that was legendary enough

CHAPTER 25

harrow goes with the chisme to dr reverend professor emperor john

she says "I swear by the Locked Tomb"

to which he replies "I wouldn't swear by that in this instance"

which I sure hope doesn't mean anything nasty with my girl ice cube barbie annabel lee because I'm gonna kill this man

she might not be entirely alive (maybe she is, maybe she's just suspended or something) but she deserves better than this piece of work

then he says "well, that's unfortunate"

this man really knows how to handle a situation, huh

emperor john says that it's pretty unlikely that alleged gideon the first aka ortus was doing the dirty with not!dulcinea because he never showed interest before and is "legendarily unamorous"

that's another tshirt I need

I need that one and the witch one immediately

also, now we've got a problem

not just because my telenovela about how this man might or might not be related to our gideon got more convoluted

but also because if alleged gideon is aroace, I'm gonna have to stan

I don't make the rules over here, I have to stand by my people

I have a conflict of interest now

emperor john also says "you must think us all a depraved set of immortal criminals"

I mean yes, I do, but not because of sexy times with zombies

I'm not here to judge the sexytimes of necromancers and whatever they do in their spare time

I don't know the intricacies of consent with ghosts or whatever, I can't be imparting judgment

it's not that, emperor john

it's because you're unpleasant war criminals who are killing planets for fun

well, the war criminal part I don't have hard evidence on rn but the situation doesn't seem to be in the favor of these people

I feel like when this man talks about the overall situation I'm getting a speech from emperor palpatine

emperor reverend john asks harrow, who has been awake for 25 years, to go to sleep

yeah, sure, she should go to sleep and wait for this guy to come by and try to kill her for the millionth time

meanwhile, harrowbean keeps collecting hours without sleep like

she makes, at the request of emperor camp counselor john, soup for everyone

I don't remember if it was here or before and I forgot but, this is extremely important

they mentioned cassiopeia being the one who cooked before

cassiopeia the same one with the ceramics collection, if I'm remembering correctly

cassiopeia who was also from the sixth, I think

camilla's house

she's checking every single one of my boxes like a sniper

why isn't she here, we're stuck with the grumpy one and the senior chad

ANYWAY, at the mention of harrow cooking I thought, immediately, "that's an awesome way to kill this guy"

I was picturing more like a poison type situation, although I didn't know how that could be achieved

something like this

but I should have known poison was too subtle for harrowcita

like I established back when protozoa's head was found in her closet, subtle isn't harrow's style

so it was more like this

basically, harrow sectioned her tibia to put some in the soup and then she could necrobend it so that it attacked from the inside

if I'm getting it right

insane plan and I love it

emperor john shadyman says "ten thousand years since I've eaten human being, Harrow, and I didn't really want an encore."

were they snacking on people during the Resurrection???

did they kill people by making lunch?????

???????????????????????????????????????????

"you think we're bad because we have sexy times with ghoulies?? uwu" that's the least of my concerns johnny john man

harrow then breaks down and asks straight to his face WHY THE FUCK MUST SHE SUFFER LIKE THIS

she calls herself a nonsense

the only nonsense here is what this emperor man speaks

she tells him she hasn't slept in six days

for a sleep deprived plan, it was excellent tbh

emperor man over here asks yandere twin to take her to sleep

and then stays with mercygirl to whom he says it's insane that harrow could do what she did and how did mercygirl miss that

this is the situation, as I have previously established

augustine looks at harrow "as if he had seen the ghost of someone he did not particularly like"

alleged gideon the first aka ortus salutes her on her way out

he doesn't even have heartburn

CHAPTER 26

we're back on gideon-less canaan house because it's time for more people to die

in ways that make 0 sense at all for what we know so far

regina george twin is pushed to her death by mayonnaise uncle

sounds fake to me

like, come on

regina george twin can probably murder that feeble guy on sight

we saw her spar with gideon, she wanted to be the cav that chad ended up being

she might not be a necro but she can stand her ground in a physical fight

mayonnaise uncle without duracell bunny nephew is like a sweaty guy on an anime con complaining about girls ruining everything while buying a maid figurine

she can take him

anyway, he does that and he says to her "and somewhere out there, may all the blood of your blood suffer even a fraction of what I have suffered"

now, this is weird

is he talking about yandere twin?

he wants revenge because yandere twin obliterated him?

is yandere twin "out there"?

I'd say this might be limbo BUT CAMILLA ISN'T DEAD

harrow is going to him and he says "she has not remembered her end" "is this how it happens then?"

and then he yeeted himself into space

that's what I wanted to do with not!dulcinea all along

so, yeah, well, this canaan business is getting more complicated now that it's not just people being shot

people are throwing themselves and others into space

and the memories of harrow in the emperor's bolthole aren't completely lining up with these

and mayonnaise uncle seemed to have been more aware of things than others around here?? or maybe just more forthcoming??? in that cryptic otaku way of his

also, no camilla at all still

Things are heating up in the emperor's bolthole, hope to come back soon with another one and thanks for the patience, hope it was worth it.

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Here You Are | Chapter 1

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x SingleMom!Reader

Summary: Natasha likes to think she's prepared for anything to happen. Nothing could ever surprise her because she was always prepared for the worst. But no one warned that she was sorely lacking in preparing for the best when it came to you.

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Warnings: another fictional child for you to cry over. References to domestic violence. Very exaggerated and incorrect use of eidetic memory.

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Children had only ever been a distant dream. 

You were never truly sure if you wanted them. They were a lot of work, expensive, and honestly, you weren't sure if you would ever have the patience for them. 

And then Anastasia came. 

Everything still held true. You were still unsure most of the time of what you were doing, and it was so much work. While for some people, that maternal instinct never comes...it did for you. 

The love between a child and mother...there's nothing like it. You would've done anything for that precious child. Your precious child. 

Even if that meant walking in the blistering cold and sheltering her with your own heat when you could no longer walk. 

The edge of consciousness tickles the edge of your brain, slowly pulling you closer to reality, when you hear a steady beeping noise. Your eyes flutter open and you first see the ceiling with a dimmed light. 

Your body feels heavy, but it also feels warm. 

Anya.

"W—Where—" Your voice feels a little hoarse.

"Hey, hey, it's alright."

You turn your head to the side and see a redhead. Her hair fell slightly past her shoulder, braided neatly down her back. She grabs a cup nearby, filling it with water before passing it to you. The sip is lukewarm, but it doesn't hurt your throat. 

"Where's Anastasia?" You say after swallowing, looking to the side of your bed to adjust yourself more upright. "Where's my daughter?"

"She's fine," Natasha reassured. "She had her check-up and she's completely fine. They've warmed her up and she's with Steve right now."

"Steve?" You panic. 

"Steve Rogers," the redhead repeated and then explained, "Captain America."

You let out a sigh of relief.  

Suddenly, tears welled up in your eyes. You close your eyes immediately, swallowing harshly as you will the tears to not trickle out.

"Sorry," you rasp, turning your head away.

"It's okay," you hear the reply back softly. "You've been through a lot. You were really, really lucky, you know."

When it doesn't feel like you'll crumble apart when you open your eyes, you turn to look at the redhead again.

"The doctor said it had been a miracle you didn't have severe frostbite. Frankly, we're all surprised you weren't dead."

You don't say anything in response. 

"I'm Natasha," the redhead introduces herself instead when she realizes you aren't going to talk about being out there in the woods.

You regard her slowly, taking her in from the tip of her head to her toes, and Natasha didn't know what to make of it. She had been studied down to every flaw and perfection she had, but the way you looked at her, it was like you were curious. You were particularly fixed on her hair, nose, and lips. 

Natasha nearly misses it when you introduce yourself, and she repeats your name quietly, testing the feel of it on her lips. 

Curious.

"I want my daughter," you tell her. "Can I see her now?"

Natasha nods as she pulls out her phone, sending a quick text. "So," Natasha looks back at you. "Your daughter's name is Anastasia? She's been calling herself Anya."

You nod, smiling lightly. "Anya for short. She's still working her way to saying her full name fluidly."

"How old is she?"

"She recently turned four," you were staring intently at Natasha's face again before your eyes drifted to the door. 

It opens, and you see your daughter walking in, holding the hand of a man with a metal hand. Well, his pinky, really. Your face floods with relief, a huge smile as the young child lets go of him and runs towards you.

"Mom!" She cries as she runs up to your bedside, hopping and trying to climb up. You lean over, despite your stiff muscles, and pull her up and into your arms.

"Anya," you breathe out, hugging her tight. "Are you okay, sweetpea?"

Anya pulls back slightly, nodding, her eyes welling with little tears you brush away with your thumbs. "Are you still cold, mom?"

You shake your head, smiling. "I'm all warm now. I'm so, so sorry. Were you scared?"

Anya nods, tears welling again. "But Nat said you were gonna be okay and you just needed rest. Are you done resting yet? Can we go?"

Your heart breaks a little because you don't even know where Anya is asking to go. Where was there to go? You didn't even know where you were going when you took her in the middle of the night. You don't even know what happened to the car.

"Yeah," you tell her anyway. "We can go."

"Well, actually, you can't yet," a voice chimes in, and you look up to see Tony Stark coming up to the front. He eyes the kid in your arms as if debating something but shakes his head.

"I think you've got some explaining to do," Tony grabs a chair nearby and sits in it. "You see, I had to pull some strings to not get the police involved and keep this off the reports."

You feel yourself stiffen. 

"We've done blood tests while treating you here, standard procedure and all. You had to get blood warming done. At the very least, we know this is definitely your daughter, and you didn't kidnap some random kid," Tony makes casual hand gestures while Anya blatantly stares at his chest. "You had your wallet on you, and I thought it was kind of weird for a woman of the 21st century to have no debit or credit cards. Just a thick wad of cash, but at least you had your ID."

"But," Tony gives you a sardonic smile. "That ID came up with nothing. Your blood tests came up with nothing. Everything I used to search about you came up with nothing. There's no record of you anywhere. Same with little Anya here."

You feel your stomach drop.

"So," Tony stares at you, a mix of distrust and apprehension. "Who are you really?"

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Anger. Betrayal. Fear. Relief. Frustration.

There were so many emotions that you felt all at once. You didn't think the human heart could endure so much in one moment. 

You hold Anya a little tighter, and she wraps her arms around you. You can tell she's nervous with how her fingers fidget at the back of your neck.

"It's okay, sweetpea," you whisper and pat her back. "It's going to be okay."

"Tony," Natasha placed her hand on his shoulder gently. "Ease up. We don't know what the reason could be. She might be in trouble for all we know."

Tony looks at her and then at everyone else in the room and sighs when they all just stare back at him. "I didn't mean—" Tony snaps his mouth shut and just looks at you, and the expression on his face is probably the closest thing you'll get to an apology.

You just shrug and continue to stroke Anya's back, fingers threading through the ends of her hair. "Hey, sweetpea," you give her a little squeeze and tug at her to look at you. 

The young girl merely turns her head to the side as she peers up at you.

"Did you see a vending machine here? You know, those things with maybe some snacks or candy inside?" You ask her, and Anya takes a moment to think before nodding. "Do you think you can be a big girl and grab mommy something to eat? I'm soooo hungry."

Anya looks determined but then hesitates. "I don't have money."

You turn to look at Tony with a brow raised. "Can I have my wallet with my thick wad of cash?"

Tony coughs, hiding his laugh but nods. "You can but it's on me." He pulls out his wallet and hands Anya the card. "Just tap this card on the machine."

Anya looks at you, and when you nod, she takes the card in her little hands, staring at it curiously. She looks back at Tony, seemingly nervous. 

"What's up, kid?" Tony asks. "Never seen a black card before?" He smirks.

You lean in to whisper in Anya's ear, doing your best to explain quickly what the card was supposed to do. 

"Oh," Anya whispers softly but still a little confused. "What do you want to eat, mom?"

"Anything you want," you brush a loose strand of hair away from her face. "Did you see anything you wanted to try?"

Anya thinks, hesitating to tell you, so she merely nods instead.

"Alright," you smile encouragingly at her. "Go on then."

"I'll go with her," Bucky offers, lifting his metal hand out to her, trying to not smile when Anya brightens slightly. She carefully slid off your hospital bed, grabbing Bucky's index and middle fingers, making sure she had the card in her other hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Stark," Anya says politely to Tony, and you can see something twinkle in Tony's eye.

"It's just Tony, kid."

"Mr. Stony," Anya says and immediately blushes. "Mr. Tony," she corrects, frowning, but Tony snorts.

"I'll go with Bucky to make sure he doesn't break the vending machine," Sam jumps in. Bucky just gives him a scathing look since he can't say what he really wants to say. 

The three walk out together, leaving you alone with Natasha, Tony, and Steve. You turn to look at the three when they're out of view.

"I don't know what to tell you. That ID was valid when I left. It's how I rented a car."

"Start from the beginning. What were you doing out there?" Steve asks.

You can feel your muscles stiffening.

"I was trying to leave town," you reluctantly say. 

"Leave?" Steve's brows were furrowed. "To where?"

You were silent.

"Look," you huff. “I obviously wasn't in a great situation." You indicate the dark bruise at your temple, which felt so tender in the worst ways.

Everyone looks tense with their jaw clenched, but you push on.

"I had the opportunity to leave, and I took it. I didn’t know where but anywhere would’ve been okay. I left with nothing but my wallet and Anya in the middle of the night in a car that wasn't mine until I reached a car rental agency. I was driving, but the snow got more intense until I drove over a patch of black ice and spun out of control," you closed your eyes for a second, flashing back to that moment of total fear that spiked in your heart. 

"We hit a tree, and we were luckily still okay but the car wouldn't turn back on. I knew that I should've just stayed in the car but it was turning into a freezer. I thought I could walk out of the woods. I just—" you took a deep breath. "I needed to keep going."

"Who were you running from?" Natasha asked carefully, uncrossing her arms to look less closed off. 

But you don't reply. 

"Are you still protecting them?" Tony asks with disbelief. 

"I'm protecting Anya," you snap immediately. "If I tell you who it is, then you'll go after them and expose Anya."

"But we can help you," Steve tries gently. 

"No, you can't," you shake your head. "What kind of person do you think I'm running from? This person could go and erase my entire identity along with my daughter's."

Natasha had already thought about that. She was making connections quickly that you had been with someone powerful. At least someone at the government level if they could make all your records and documents disappear.

She could think of a few people on her list, but many of them were already married with children of their own.

Had you been someone's mistress? 

"And do you know why they did that? So in the case that someone runs my ID, they have to alert the police and they'll find me in an instant when that happens." Your jaw was clenched as you gripped the bedsheets. "And you have no idea what will happen if they find us again. You have no idea what kind of danger you'd put Anya in."

"You make this person sound like a complete psychopath. If there's someone that dangerous and powerful, don't you want them behind bars?" Tony rubs the side of his face.

"Who's going to put them behind bars? The police? The very ones I've gone to before that are in their back pocket? The lawyers who tell me that taking them to court could take years, I would be unlikely to win, and I could very well lose Anya in the process? The Avengers?" You snort.

"Why not us?" Tony retorts back. "This is a team of highly influential individuals."

"Not after the Accords that nearly folded your team like a lawn chair," you shook your head. "They may have been abolished but everyone is still watching your every move. Arguably, I'm more in danger of being caught under your care."

The list of people Natasha had been conjuring up became smaller and smaller. You were so sure they couldn't help you, and while Natasha believed part of it was from fear, it also seemed like a known fact to you.

That you knew something they didn't. 

Steve was about to say something else when Anya, Bucky, and Sam popped back in. Bucky was holding Anya's hand in one hand and a stack of snacks in his other arm.

Anya runs to you, and you pick her up and back into your lap.

"What did you get, sweetpea?" You smile slightly at her. 

Anya looks at Bucky, who drops a stack of chocolate bars in your lap. 

"Bucky said I should get everything in the vending machine," Anya says quietly as she looks at Tony, wondering if it was really okay like Bucky had said.

"Hah, just one of everything?" Tony smirked. "Should've just emptied out the whole thing. Bad advice from Bucko."

Bucky scoffs. "My bad. Next time, I'll just buy the vending machine."

Anya puts her hands over her mouth to stifle her little giggles. 

"Ah, so she does laugh," Tony hums. 

Your face softens at the comment while Anya becomes shy again. You dig through the pile until you pull out M&Ms and open the bag. You pour a couple into your hand, separating the red ones to give to Anya. 

"Look," you say quietly while Anya is distracted. "I don't want justice or whatever it is you think I deserve. All I want is to keep Anya safe." Anya looks up at you when you say her name. You beam at her like nothing is wrong, and she smiles back at you.

You pour out some more M&Ms and let Anya fish out the red ones. You look back up to the Avengers. "And to keep her safe means keeping quiet and making sure we're never found."

Tony began to open his mouth, but you cut him off.

"And if you want to help, then the way to help is getting me a new identity, so then I can get a bank account, so I can get a job, and rent an apartment."

It was silent in the room for a moment before Tony spoke up.

"And if I don't?"

"Tony—" Natasha says, but he gives her a look that asks her to trust him. Even if she does trust him, all she can think about is the contacts she knows who can create new documents. She thinks about her own skills that she could use to help you. 

"I can trade you for it," you finally say.

"Trade me? Exactly with what? I don't particularly need the wad of cash you have," Tony looks amused. 

"You were looking for someone in the forest, weren't you?" You counter, watching their surprised expression. 

"How did you—"

"I saw them when I was walking," you explain. "They heard you in the middle of their drop and you spooked them. They couldn't leave without one of you finding them, so they went deeper in."

You look outside the hospital window. "I imagine with the weather, they can't leave yet. So, they've either died or they've found shelter."

"And how exactly is that a trade?" Tony asks. "I could send my bots out there right now and we'll probably find them."

"You might," you shrug. "But it could take days."

"And you think you can find them faster than me?" Tony is in disbelief.

Natasha stares intently at you. A part of her can't take her eyes off the dark bruise on your temple. She's seen so many injuries before, but the thought that someone who claimed to love you could do that...it made Natasha's blood burn. 

"Can you find it faster than Tony?" Natasha asks with her brow raised.

You look at her, and Natasha's surprised by how striking your eyes look at this moment.

"Yes," you nod, "because I have an eidetic memory. I know exactly where they walked even if their footprints are gone."

"Wait—you're saying—" Tony starts to say when a nurse and doctor come through the door.

"Hello," the doctor looks initially shocked to see people in your room but gives a friendly smile. "We heard our lucky patient has finally woken up. We thought we'd do some check-ups."

You stare at the doctor for a moment before nodding. 

"Maybe it's best if everyone leaves?" The doctor suggests, looking at the crowded room, and everyone starts to shuffle to make their way out. Bucky gestures for Anya to come along, but the doctor shakes his hands.

"Oh, no, it's fine. This is your daughter, right?" He gives her a smile, but Anya only moves closer to you. "She can stay, but she'll just have to sit in this chair here."

Everyone begins to shuffle out, but Natasha lingers, dragging her feet as she stares at the doctor and nurse. The doctor looked ordinary, checking your chart while the nurse was helping Anya get off your lap.

The nurse was sporting a light blue scrub uniform, hair tied up, and generally was very neat and professional. 

Except for her nails. 

Natasha could see they were damaged as if she had a bad acrylic removal. 

"Have you worked here long?" Natasha asks, lingering at the door. The nurse turns around, almost surprised to see Natasha still here. 

"I'm just really worried about my friend and all," Natasha gives a nervous smile. You furrow your brows together at Natasha, but she ignores you.

The nurse gives a warm smile. "Been here for years, honey. No need to worry. Your friend is in capable hands."

The words immediately set Natasha into action. No nurse working at this hospital for years would risk getting long acrylic nails done.

"Steve!" Natasha yells as she runs toward the nurse and doctor. 

You immediately spring into action, ripping the needle from your arm as you grab Anya, rolling off the other side of the bed. You shield Anya's body under yours, catching a glimpse of Natasha fighting the nurse and doctor before Steve and Bucky come barrelling through and tackling the doctor down. 

Sam has run to help Natasha while Tony makes it to your side.

"Get up!" He tells you, but the ceiling collapses before you can even move.

"Mom!" Anya screams, lifting up her hand, but you grab it and force it back down.

"Anya, no!"

You close your eyes, bracing for the impact that never comes. When you slowly open them, you find Tony fully suited up, except he sent his helmet to clip around Anya's head.

"This is why I never listen to hospital rules when they say no phones," Tony grunts, lifting the debris and throwing it to the side.

Looking back over, you find Bucky and Steve have subdued the doctor while Natasha and Sam have the nurse.

"Who sent you?" Natasha holds the nurse's head in a tight headlock, only really giving enough room for her to be able to speak. 

The nurse makes eye contact with you, and you feel something violently shudder through you, making the hairs on the back of your head stand.

"You can’t run forever," the words tumble out of the nurse's mouth, breathy but eerily clear. Before anyone could question the two further, they start frothing at the mouth, wriggling in the Avengers' grasp. Natasha immediately drops the nurse while Steven and Bucky jump away.

Bending down, Natasha examines the nurse without touching her. She sighs, "Death capsules."

The silence falls, filling the gaps in the room. You look down at Anya, who is trembling. You grab her, pulling her up as you struggle to not stumble as you stand.

"Alright, new plan," Tony claps his hand together, wincing at the cut on his brow. "Witness protection Tony Stark style."

Chapter 2

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Wet Dreamz (Jake 'Hangman' Seresin X Robert 'Bob' Floyd X Koko)

Warnings: Sexy Smut, Mentions Of Bisexually, Hint Of Insecurity Bout Dentures, Threesome, Wet Dreams and Viewer Discretion Is Advised 🔞

One night, you and Bobby went to bed after you put Anastasia down for bedtime, y'all went to sleep, so while you sleeping, you been dreaming about no other than: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin (the godfather of your daughter and your best friend). And yes even though it's kinda wrong but you couldn't help that he is a handsome man: gorgeous face, nice body to look at, easy on the eyes, and that southern accent you can't help but fell in love with when you first met him with that charm of his. So while dreaming, you wake up in the bed with no clothes on and it's didn't dom on you that you in Jake's room because of his room is full of Texan stuff (especially his Longhorn jersey and his collection of cowboy hats), so as the door opens, you saw almost all his glory in his boxers standing there while your jaw is dropping:

"Hey, darlin," like what you see?" He has a smirk on his face.

"Yes, yes I do." You still in shocked.

So he crawled into the bed towards you, and he looked into your brown eyes, and you said:

"Jakee" you said to him in quietly manner.

"Tell me what you want, sweets." He has a grin on his features.

Then, you starting to feel something wet is because he makes you shiver the way he talks to you, no other man would.

"Oh, baby, you wet for me, all this time you been thinking about me, so I'm gonna give it to you what you want." And so he starting to kiss you, on the neck, on your breasts and you starting to shaking a little bit, because how he touches you. So right before he goes down on you, your husband is calling your name:

"Koko, Koko, KOKO!!!"

"Huh? Oh shit!" You waking from your sleep, and come to realization that you wet the bed.

"I'm so sorry Bobby, this is my fault, babe." You were embarrassed.

"That okay, hun, I know you didn't mean it." He understands.

"Okay, but hey, I'm gonna check on Ana, alright?"

"All right, my love." He changed the sheets.

So it's morning time, and Bob just already got up and getting ready to go to work, while you is fixing some breakfast for Anastasia and Bobby knows you not yourself this morning so he ask her what on her mind:

"Hey, you all right?" He ask

"Yeah, just lot on my mind, babe that all."

"Well do you wanna talk about it when I come back home?"

"Yes, I would like that."

"Okay, sweet girl, but hey I talk to you later when I'm getting back home, okay? Love you." He kisses you on your forehead and Anastasia's as well.

"Okay, love you too baby."

So, while your husband at work, you doing some cleaning, changing some diapers for Ana, making sure the bills pay, so after you did all that, your mind is still lingering about your sexy dreams about Jake, so you were about text Jake or Bob about your confession but you just decided to wait till Bobby comes home tell him everything. So after your husband did come home from Top Gun, you greeted him with a hug and a kiss on the lips.....

"Honey, I'm home." Bob greeted in the house.

"Hey baby boy, how is work?" You ask him bout his day.

"It's interesting but same, so how yours today?" He asked

"It's was fine, and Anastasia is still sleeping. I'm just fed her."

"Well, that good."

"Yeah, but hey, can we talk since you home now? You ask to talk to him.

"Yeah, sure."

So as y'all two sit down in the kitchen table and you starting to speak:

"Okay, remember I have had an accident in the bed since this morning?"

"Yeah, what about it?" He has a concern on his face.

"Well, I've had a weird dream since last night."

"With who?" He wants to know.

"I'm been having dreams about Jake." You confront him about your confession.

"Since, how long you have them dreams?" He wants to know.

"Since we went to the beach and saw his shirt off." Your voice felt shaky but nervous.

"Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" He concerns.

"Because I'm was scared that you gonna leave and divorce me, and I know it's not right to daydream about another man and thinking about him sexu-"

Bob cuts her off

"Baby, you know, I'm not going anywhere, you know that, right?" He holds both your hands.

"I'm know" you nodded.

So surprisingly enough, Bob got an idea....

"But hey, look, I'm know it's out of our marriage, but I will give you a hall pass for one night only with Jake, but on one condition:"

"Okay, what is it?"

"I'm want to watch just for sexual pleasure."

"Okay, that fair." You agree with the agreement with your husband.

"So you gonna call Jake about our agreement?"

"Yeah, but I'm about to text him now."

"Okay, well, I'm gonna check on Anastasia." He went to the living room.

"Alright."

So after your confession with your husband, you are about to text Jake and ask him to come over tomorrow after work:

Koko: Hey, J, what up?

Jake: Hey, darlin, nothing much. Just got some food, and I'm home now. And what about you?

Koko: Ohh, okay, that what up, nothing much, just chilling, doing mom duties, but hey, are you busy tomorrow after work?

Jake: Ohh, okay, understandable, and no, not really. What up, though?

Koko: Can you come over at the house tomorrow and we can have a talk, please?

Jake: Yeah, sure anything for you, so what time you want me to come?

Koko: Around at 4:50

Jake: Okay, no problem, sweets, see you tomorrow.

Koko: Okay, love you cowboy. 🤠😘

Jake: Love you too darlin'.

So the following day, while Bobby is at work, you doing your housewife duties as usual, and you just waiting for the time passing by, for both of your men to get off from work, and so when Bobby, and Jake coming from work from Top Gun. You were excited to see both of them...

"Hey guys, how work today?" You greeted and hugged both of them.

"Hey Koko, how is my best friend doing today?" Jake smiles towards you.

"I'm doing fine." You give him a smile back to him.

"And how my beautiful goddaughter lately?" He asks you.

"She is doing well, and she is sleeping right now. But hey, since you are here, can we have a chat outside?"

"Yeah, sure darlin'"

So, y'all two walk outside, just to talk about your confession and you being straightforward about it.....

"Okay, since we are outside now, the reason why I'm asking you to come over since yesterday is because I'm have a confession to tell you." You wanna be honest to him.

"Okay, what is it, sweets?" He wants to know.

"Okay, so I'm been having dreams lately, and it's a weird one, but not with my husband." You talking to him while y'all walking in the neighborhood.

"Who is it?" He has concern on his features.

"You" you confess to him

Then, Jake starts to chuckle at first, and he realizes that Koko wasn't joking.....

"Oh, you really are not joking, aren't you sweets?" He was a little surprised.

"No, so that why I'm didn't tell you nor Bobby at first because I was scared you were not gonna talk to me anymore or whatever."

"Sweetheart, you my best friend, and you know I always gonna be here till the day I die, right?" He hugged you while he comforted you.

"Yeah," you nodded at him.

"So what you gonna do next?" He asks you.

"Well, Bobby, give me a hall pass for one night only."

"For what?" He has confused face.

"To have sex with you." You shrugged.

"Oh wow that different but are you sure you want do this? It's no turning back and you know that sweets, pun intended." He being genuinely honest.

"I'm know that J, and yes I'm do." You stated but you accept the agreement.

"All right, as you wish, so when we gonna do it?" He asked went & where.

"Tomorrow night, at your place at 9:00. And I'm got a babysitter for Ana as well." You tell him a time & a place.

"Okay, that fair, so that it or do you have any more secrets that I would like to know?" He wants to know.

"Well I'm do have one more thing: I'm bisexual by the way and also can you bring me a woman for us for a threesome too, please?" You confess him about your sexual orientation.

"Wow, you are full of surprises, aren't you sweets?" He have a grin on his face.

"Honey, you have no idea and hey what can I say? I'm being me." You have a smirk on your features.

And so, after y'all two have a good talk from walking around the neighborhood, Jake take you back to the house safely because it's getting dark soon, so before he leaves he went inside to see Anastasia briefly, then told Bob that he see him later, and y'all two give each other a hug and then he left to go home.....

The following night, after y'all got a babysitter for Anastasia, you and Bobby are on the way to Jake's house for a little sexy fun, so after y'all arrived at the place, you is wearing one of your graphic dresses, with your slip-on sneakers on but underneath you have on a lace black bra & panties too as well, just to try your best to look cute. And you knock on the door, immediately he answers the door:

"Hey, I'm glad y'all made it." He greeted you in his southern accent.

"Hey, I know, right? I'm just a little nervous, though, you know?

"Hey, hey, you know I got you, you have nothing to be nervous for, darlin, so come on in and make yourselves at home."

So after y'all two went inside, then you see a beautiful brunette woman with nice curvy hips, and she has on a sexy lingerie that covered her curves just bout right.

"Oh Linda, this is Koko and her husband Bob, guys. This is Linda, whom I'm met at the bar yesterday." He introduced y'all to her.

"It's nice to meet you, and you gorgeous, by the way. " You introduce yourself to her.

"Thank you, it's nice to meet you too also, and you beautiful, by the way."

So, after y'all introduced each other, y'all four went to Jake's bedroom, and y'all bout to start, and before you do, you want to say something to Bobby who is sitting down before he enjoy the show.....

"Hey Bobby, are you gonna be okay, right?"

"Baby, this is gonna be a new experience for me, and trust me, I know Jake is gonna take you the way I do, so just have fun it okay?" He said to you with love.

"Okay, love you, baby boy." You smile to him.

"Love you too." He give you a kiss.

So it's just the three of y'all standing, and so you decided to step forward to Jake to kiss him before y'all have a mutual respect for each other because y'all friends. So while kissing him, his lips taste like sweet honey because of the way he looks at you like that. And so he starting to undressed you, especially unclasped your bra, the way you standing there naked like that, Jake couldn't help that you look beautiful and the way he touches you is like electricity that no one else will besides your husband.

So Jake climbed up the bed, where you laid at he starting to do foreplay on you like kissing on your neck, kissing on your body, kissing & touching on your breasts, he starting to lick on one of your nipples and you arch your back the way he touched you like it's heaven on earth, "Jakeee" you said to him while you moaning on his name, "you look so gorgeous woman" he said to you in a genuine compliment, "tell me what you want darlin." He cooed, "I'm want you to make love with me", you said to him while you look into his beautiful emerald, but however he looked at you scanning from his green eyes he stop for a minute and asked you "what wrong darlin did I'm do something wrong?"

He asked you because he saw the little sadness on your face , "it's just that am I beautiful to you?" You asked him about your insecurities, "why you ask that, sweetheart?" He asked you with a concern face, "is because I'll have dentures, but I'm not wearing them, so I'm not beautiful without them."

"Sweetheart you're still beautiful with or without them for the moment that I'll first saw you at the bar but however it's was my first time saw you without them for the first time when you gone in labor with Ana. But look at the end of the day. I don't care whether you have dentures or not.

You are still beautiful to me, okay?" He said to you with the most genuine way with a smile on his face that made your heart skip a beat little bit and make your cheeks blush as well too because of his genuine honest opinion. So after hours y'all two looking at each other, you forgot about Linda and your husband.

"Oh shit we forgot about Linda." She fell asleep while we taking sweet time, Bob is sleep too as well, you & him are chuckling at each other that y'all taking too damn long but while y'all still in the bed, so as he kissed your palm then, out of nowhere Jake starting to fingering you in your vagina with that big hand of his and teasing you with his infamous smirk on face in a playful way and you starting to moan the way you saying his name:

"Jakeee I'ma bout t-to, bout to.", "it's okay babygirl cum for me it's alright just cum to my fingers okay?" He said to you in a low but stern voice, after you finally came for him in a loud voice of yours because you can't help it the way you make sound after you climaxed, Linda & Bob just waking up and she said "it's the party still going on?"

"Yes baby, it's still going on, and here you're dessert."

Jake said to her with the lust in his green eyes, so as she climbs to the bed where Jake & Koko at, she starts to kiss on Koko's lips, while she making out with her, she started to touch on her breasts playing with them, while Linda is using her fingers to rubbing on her clit, Jake kissing on her shoulder, it's starting to make Bob more horny than ever, his cock is starting to get hard as a rock while he watching his wife having a threesome with Jake & Linda in the bed.

So after Linda finished her making out sessions with you, the final climax of the night is when you want Jake to come inside you: "okay darlin are you ready for your gift bag?" He said to you with a grin, "yes Jake I'm ready for it." You said to him with a mischievous smirk on your face, "okay sweets", so when he take off his boxers and long be hold that his dick is big but is hard as a rock the way it's look and your jaw drop because it's just you pictured it in your head cause of the dream that you have with him wearing only his boxers and his dick is poking out like that...

So as he climbs back to his bed yall switched sides from the bed so as he laying down resting himself in between your legs making sure you felt comfortable as he put his hands around your wrist making sure you straight though, "okay sweets I'm gonna try to take it nice & slow, but try to make it painless as possible as I'm can, okay?

Now, if you want me to stop: tap my arm, but I just want to make sure you are comfortable with that all." Jake always been a gentleman even though he can be cocky but arrogant sometimes but he still do got that southern gentleman likeable which I'm really like from him plus he would do anything for you because he do have a heart. "Okay I'm trust you Jake" you said to him, he smiled down at you with a kiss on your temple so as he lining himself up to your entrance and you is wrapping your hands on both of his shoulders & back soon he's gently pushing in, you eyes is sneezing almost close the way he put your tip in you. "Ouch." You felt it as he entered you, "Are you okay?" Jake asked, "mmhm, you okay keep going, " you tell him while you mutter, "Little more baby girl, I promise hold on.

"Jake promises you. Once he bottomed out, you whimper, "Hey, hey, look at me. You know I will never hurt you, you know that, right?" He said to you with a promise, "Yeah, I know," you said to him back, "Okay, I'm gonna start moving, alright?", "Okay" you whisper.

As soon he starts his movements, he draws himself out of you as easily as he can before he's can thrust back in. You start groaning more loudly as you wrap an arm around his shoulder as he starts to move his hips around you, the pain feeling slowly transitioning into white flashes of pressure. He's stretched you out with each thrust. But he remains at the same tempo & depth. However, you can feel your insides to start beginning to shake.

"You close babygirl, you are so close," Jake muttered, "Jake I'm bou- bout to" you moan while you trying to found the words to him, "that it sweetie, you wanna come?, you can come I got you". He said to you, so as y'all climaxing, you give into the feeling that soon y'all spilling over the edge as he reaches in between of your pressed bodies and he rubs your clit for added pleasure. Jake growls in your ear as both of you kiss on the lips.

So after y'all done having sex, you, Jake, & Linda are looking at Bob with a concerned face of yours, making sure he is okay. "Bobby, hey baby, are you good, you straight?"

You said to him, "That. was. INCREDIBLE!!!" He said with an exciting shock look on his face, "wow I'm can't believe it's making me more horny after seeing this, though, but anyway, you good baby?"

He asked you, "Yeah, we're good, " you said to him back as you smiled at both of them. "Hey Koko, let me clean you up before you leave, okay?",

"Okay," you nodded, "Well, I'm bout to head out, and thanks for the fun, including you, Koko." Linda said farewell to yall, and she kissed Koko for a goodbye one more time.

So afterwards Jake cleaned you up, as y'all bout to head home Jake bout to tell you something: "hey guys", "mhmm what up love" you said to him, "I'm know y'all bout to go home to check on Ana but would be okay for y'all to stay at my place for the night because it's already getting late and I'm don't want y'all to be out this time of the night though is that okay for yall?" Jake asked y'all, "You okay with it, Bobby?" You nodded, "Yeah, sure that be okay, but how we gonna tell Rooster that we spend the night at Jake's house, they gonna think you cheated on me or else. " Bob worried, knowing the fact he babysitting y'all daughter at the house though. "Don't worry, we tell him that we check in at a hotel for the night, and nobody wouldn't know. She winks at you with a grin.

A/N: Well, I'm have to start over from a snatch, but did tweak on some things, but I hope y'all enjoy the story and sorry it's a long one-short story. 😌🫶🏾😍😏

[the-new-kiddo-on-the-block]

Heyo guys!

Since my friend made a post about it, I figured I should make a separate post of it as well that could hopefully grab the attention of more of you out there. Especially since it's now not only become a recurrent issue for myself, but millions others like me; whose voices and pleas for help are often met with silence and no aid when it's needed more than ever.

My friend made this with the hopes it would get the attention of a lot of people. And the few that have so far responded, with boosting my signal, it's truly appreciated.

So, I figured I'd best give my story here.

For those who know me, they know that I've been through this before, not that long ago. For those that don't:

This isn't my first rodeo with my dad. This isn't his first offense, and I doubt it'll be his last. But, even my boyfriend commented that it's really like I'm Cinderella.

Which, would make my family Lady Tremaine and her daughters, Anastasia and Drizella.

Surprised?

Yeah, not the most fun people to have in your life as family, let alone be analogous to your own.

But, for at least my brother on the matter, he doesn't mean to intentionally be cruel- if anything, he is just trying to survive from becoming the next target. Which, I get entirely. I oftentimes do the same for when a fight breaks out between my bio father and my stepmom.

But, that's besides the point-- the fact that they are even akin to that family dynamic is absolutely atrocious.

I'm often seen as a black sheep in my nuclear family- a dark horse, a scapegoat, pariah, outcast; hell, I'm almost synonymous to fucking Bruno Madrigal from Encanto, with a little bit of even Luisa for that matter with how bad her anxiety is.

Sure, that sounds pretty awful, but that's like, a surface-level perspective of who I am and what I've been through. And I'm not gonna give you my whole life story here, but, as my grandma would always famously say:

So, here are the said facts (bullets are Bruno related, indents are Cinderella)-

People used to see me as a gifted child when I was little, y'know? Like, my talents had no bounds. My way of being so empathetic and friendly to even the most awkward stranger was renowned by my extended family. I was awkward with communication, and often was very blunt but honest when talking to people, but I was a happy kid. And it's not like I'm not seen for my talents now, but they're brushed to the side more now as an adult because "you can't be living in a fantasy".

Since my dad and stepmom started living together, I've been made to become the maid of the house, doing most chores because the boys won't do it and my stepmom is incapable of handling all the chores and dishes on her own, so she's dumped most things onto me as a "way of covering for part of your rent". Which, I still have to pay upwards of 660-880 a month for. For one small room and a bathroom. For wifi use. And I still have other bills to pay, like for my car, insurance, credit cards, and stuff like that.

It wasn't until I was starting in my teens that my dad saw me very differently. I would often lie to try and keep the peace, because I feared that telling the truth would only hurt everyone more.

I started failing in math; I never got a grade higher than a C-average after sixth grade, because the teacher that year not only made me look like an idiot, but several times painted me as a villain and treated me like I was evil. Simply for standing up for myself amongst a group of classmates who would often bully me

I have little to no privacy in my own room. The only time I do is when I sleep, and that's even temporary at best. My father will routinely inspect my room and if it's not meeting his standards, he has me clean it or threatens kicking me out onto the street because he won't let me live in this house if I can't "do what I am required to do in order to keep living here" shit I wish I actually wish I had recorded him saying fr

He's taken off my door several times in the past as a punishment for not "adhering to his rules"- not okay as a teenager, even more not okay as a fucking twenty-four year old adult

(literal screenshots from conversations with my dad below)

My bio dad started seeing me less as an honest and good person, because during my sixth grade years and beyond I'd struggle with being honest with myself, let alone my parents, about my personal and educational issues.

I've had to be the one to call out when things aren't right, and be shut down for it. I've been the one to call out my family's bullshit, only to get side-swept with the realization my perception of how they treat me is cuz they do believe something is inherently wrong with me for retaliating.

I'm often accused of mishearing things- like, my parents will say one thing, and then the next day, or weeks or months later, when I repeat that statement, they go and say "Oh, I never said that."

I've walked out of my parents' lives once. It only lasted two weeks, but I did have to take a step back from it all. Because I could see what it was doing to everyone in my family. And I love my family, despite their shit. But that doesn't mean I'm not gonna walk out again- in fact, I'm working on a way to do so.

I relate more to pets and small children and even teens than I do older people.

I still have anxieties and fears over my talents and what I'm capable of, thinking I'm not good enough or that it's just the same old thing. The difference is I know it's not, and I know I'm worth more than this.

I have always liked the color green, and it was always a more mysterious color more than an evil or menacing color.

I often have had foresight of future events and get deja by when they do happen. Though, other times I just notice things going awry and I try to warn others of like, a possibility that they don't want to accept.

I lost friends and people who I actually enjoyed being around because of how I was growing up, and it was until I became an adult that part of it wasn't even my fault. A lot of the kids noticed my parents and didn't want to be around that kind of behavior with adults, because they could sense what I couldn't at the time, which was that my parents' behavior towards me was absolutely uncalled for, and rather controlling.

I was only recently properly diagnosed with Autistic Spectrum Disorder and ADHD; but before then, as an adult, I had more difficulty talking. Difficulty expressing how I felt. Trouble with finances. Being in the right headspace. Being able to take a step back and be like "whoa, now hold on- pointing fingers at me is only going to point three right back at you, let's not assume shit here". And it took a lot of support from my support systems and my boyfriend- @constant-state-of-self-discovery - to get a truly more accurate diagnosis. Cuz I've had three different diagnoses over the years, with the third being my most accurate one but I digress

I have echolalia and repeat funny phrases, hum music, etc.

When my brother was born - and I hate to use this comparison, but - almost immediately he became the Golden Child of the family dynamic. I was ten when he was born- and yeah, that's unfair for a baby, toddler, and little kid. But flash forward to when he's a bigger kid, when he's in his pre-teen stage and now a fourteen year old, who's gotten more educational advantages than I was ever offered or even given when asked. Who has had more positive experiences with his parents than I ever did. Who got the chance to actually go to the highschool he wanted to without having to worry about who I was really zoned for. Who is getting to work on his passion and talents. Yeah, that's totally not favoritism there.

I draw. I write. I legitimately can see myself voice acting one day.

I have often proved my family members both right and wrong about things in their lives, but I'm still the bad guy. Interesting how that works.

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See, these are the facts that just have me relating to just Bruno and Cinderella alone, with how my life is. There's plenty of other shit to add on about my stuff, but that's enough dirty laundry to get the ball rolling.

The fact of the matter is this: I cannot live in such a place like this anymore. And if anyone can help, I'd seriously appreciate whatever cash, boosting, reblogging, sharing that can be done.

I'm tired of living a life like this. I want to move forward. I want to start my next chapter, away from abuse.

And I'm really hopeful for the first time ever that something good might come out of this.

(thank you @savythenillerwaffer , @nystiaa , @oswinunknown , and @anne-of-crows for reblogging along with the others who have spread the word.)

[jeonstellate]

sunsets & silhouette dreams — range iv

johan spends time with her father.

⚝༄ platonic!tony stark x original character

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Johan Anastasia couldn’t dissuade Sergeant Barnes from picking her up for dinner. Then again, she wasn’t successful on asking him to tell either Jess or Luke that she’d take the last train to Harlem tonight, either.

Instead, she had to compromise. (Mostly because he didn’t give her much choice.)

With his specific instructions not to leave where she currently was, Johan was essentially left with no choice but to stay on the rooftop she found solace in.

Rather than continue her talk with the clouds, she opted to actually finish up her little project before the sky lost light. Admittedly, it wasn’t an ideal place to tinker since there wasn’t even any table, but it’d have to do.

Good thing she impulsively decided to buy spare tools when she bought new parts earlier. Or else she’d be forced to tinker with her hands, which would be difficult considering how tiny her project was.

Johan wasn’t sure how long it had been since Sergeant Barnes told her they were on the way. The only thing she knew for sure was the sun’s lower position in the sky and her apparent lack of progress in her project.

"Do you need help?" When she heard a soft thud minutes earlier, she paid it no mind. It didn’t alert her senses, so whatever made that sound must’ve meant no harm. More likely than not, it was probably just a toy poorly aimed by the kids playing below.

It’d be a lie to say she expected it to be a person. However, on the other hand, she wasn’t surprised to see someone standing over her, either.

Johan took the flashlight out of her mouth before addressing her newly arrived companion. "If you don’t mind."

When the Tony Stark merely claimed a spot across from her without another word, she took it as signal to hand him the tweezers and the pen knife she was holding. Once they were out of her grasp, she shifted her hold of the flashlight and shined it on the part of the device that still needed fixing.

"Hold it a little higher," he told her before he folded himself like she had earlier. It wasn’t like they had any other way to be as close to device as needed, given that they were literally on an inaccessible rooftop.

Except for her occasionally giving him instructions and him occasionally asking if he was doing it right, they were relatively silent. Technically speaking, this would mark their third time seeing each other. Yet, despite that, they still seemed to be unsure of each other.

In Johan’s defense, she actually had a lot of questions she wanted to ask the man in front of her. However, she didn’t want to force him to have a conversation with her just because they were alone. So she just kept quiet.

To no one’s surprise, the vehicle containing most of the Avengers — who were supposed to eat dinner with Johan — got stuck in traffic. She didn’t mind the extra wait, mostly because she wasn’t the one who wanted to go to dinner in the first place, anyway.

"You must miss your mother." Having finished the transceivers for her guardians, her and Stark worked their way to address the elephant in the room. "I’m sorry I don’t have many memories of her."

"You don’t need to apologize," she rejected his apology. "I figured you’d only have one memory of her at most, so everything you told me was already more than enough."

Frankly, Johan was surprised he even initiated a conversation. She was more surprised that he opted to fly using his nanotech suit just to arrive ahead of the rest, but it seemed out of her business to ask why. Thus, instead, she just followed along whatever direction he appeared to be leading the conversation to.

"I don’t know how much S.H.I.E.L.D. told you, but I don’t understand feelings and emotions that well," Johan continued. "Missing someone . . . I don’t know what that feels like."

"What emotions can you feel, then?" Why did you ask about your mother?

"Curiosity. Grief." She listed slowly, counting each one with her fingers. Stark quietly hanged onto her every word, almost as if he taking note of them for a reason. "Contentment. Fright. Indifference. Relief. Confusion. Boredom. Resentment." He looked away when his focused stare seemed to have bothered her. Still, even with his head turned away, he continued to intently listen for her next words. "Those are the only ones I understand."

He waited a moment before commenting, "Good job, Kid. That’s a lot of emotions."

It really wasn’t an easy feat. It was something that did deserve a praise — or be celebrated, even. However, Johan merely shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal. "I still have a long way to go before I perfect being human."

"Being a human can’t be perfected," he told her. "Even I struggle with it all the time — and I’m way older than you." He turned his head back toward her, just to see her eyes already on him. "You’re doing great, Kid."

Johan didn’t reply right away. "Thank you, I guess." It was her turn to look away, but not for the same reason he did moments prior. She deliberately focused her attention on the butterfly knife she was fidgeting on her hand.

Hearing him refer to her as ‘Kid’ — not as an endearment, but rather like a name — made her realize she had yet to introduce herself properly. She knew the Avengers already knew her as Johan Collins, the kid assassin made by HYDRA that was currently under S.H.I.E.L.D.’s custody. Yet, still, he — and presumably the rest of them — kept up with directly addressing her by what she preferred to be called.

As much as she appreciated their conscious effort, it also meant she would have to give them a similar notice that she had previously given Sergeant Barnes. Hopefully, this would be the last time she’d give the notice one-by-one.

"You know," she started with her eyes still on the knife, "my mother gave me your name."

"What?" Stark blurted in surprise. She could hardly blame him. S.H.I.E.L.D. strictly controlled every information they release about her for her protection. She didn’t even have her own database file until recently, following her thirteenth birthday. But even then, most of the information in there were either undisclosed or falsified.

Johan stopped fidgeting with her butterfly knife. She met his stunned stare with her dead serious one. "Your name is left blank on my birth certificate, but my name is registered as Johan Anastasia Stark." She gave him a moment to digest her words before she continued on. "I don’t know why my mother gave it to me, but I— I’m not going to force you to take your role. Or any role, for that matter.

"I don’t know if we’ll cross paths after tonight; but, if we do, give me a sign then on what you’ve decided."

She watched him nod slightly, although it looked unconsciously done. "A sign? Can’t I just tell you?"

"No," Johan’s response was almost immediate. "Flat-out rejection tastes bitter. And I like my coffee with a shit ton of sugar."

Stark didn’t even register that she just cursed. "You think I’d reject being your father?"

"Why wouldn’t you?" She challenged, tilting her head slightly. "It makes more sense."

He searched for something in her eyes. She had no clue on what it could possibly be, since she knew her eyes gave nothing away. Nevertheless, he seemed to have found whatever it was that he was looking for. "May I give you a sign now?"

"No," she rejected once more. "You need to at least pretend to ponder on it for a long time. I don’t have the emotional capacity to deal with regrets."

I need a definite answer, something that you won’t take back later when you change your mind.

"Okay," he eventually agreed. "Next time, then."

[pumpkinpie59]

What musicals the 2012 cast would love most

This was in part inspired by @fabuloustrash05 ‘s post about her Renet headcanons, where she mentioned that Renet likes historical musicals. You can find it here.

Anyway, since I am a theatre performer myself, I decided to associate some musicals with the rest of the TMNT cast. Enjoy ^^

Leonardo

“When I drive

When I drive

I'm in love, I'm alive

And I forget about everything I hate

When I drive

When I drive

I can read 65

I won't pay the long, long line

They'll always be behind

And man that just feels great”

If you were to ask him, he’d claim his favorite is Singin’ in the Rain (which I’ve been in btw). It’s funny and a total blast to watch (though ... the movie is better than the stage show). But in reality, his favorite is Bonnie and Clyde. You cannot convince me otherwise.

Raphael

“Always you, every thought I'll ever know

Everywhere I go, you'll be

All the world is only

You and me!”

Like Leo, he also doesn’t tell the truth about his favorite musical. He claims his favorite is Phantom of the Opera. An easy choice, and everyone believes him because it’s just as dramatic as he is lmao. But his favorite is West Side Story. I mean, c’mon, it has gangs, violence, and at its core has a mushy love story. He will not admit he likes it as much as he does.

Donatello

“If only you could know

The things I long to say

If only I could tell you

What I wish I could convey

It's in my every glance

My heart's an open book

You'd see it all at once

If only you would look”

He seems like a Disney fan. You’d think I would’ve chosen Beauty and the Beast, but nah. The Little Mermaid fits him better (I’ve also been in this show). He’s so insecure about not being human, and he’s also from a big family with an overprotective father, so I think he’d relate to Ariel a lot. Plus she’s a redhead so there’s that lol. Maybe a bit on the nose, but I don’t care.

Michelangelo

“We're a notorious couple of cats

As knockabout clowns, quick-change comedians

Tight-rope walkers and acrobats”

Yeah, he’s a Cats fan. I think he’d love how artistic and chaotic it is. His brothers probably hate it, which only makes him like it more lmao. He hated the movie.

April

“You can build me up, you can tear me down

You can try but I'm unbreakable

You can do your best, but I'll stand the test

You'll find that I'm unshakeable”

I kinda see April as the kinda girl to like the most popular musicals rather than obscure musicals, and I also wanted to choose one that was about strong women. I considered Wicked and Legally Blonde, but Six seemed most appropriate. Also, she’s my queen, so why not choose the one about queens pfft

Casey

“Flashpots are shootin' bright as the sun

I'm one highfalutin' sonuva gun!

Don't ask me how

Fortune found me, fate just crowned me

Now I'm King of New York!”

Casey’s favorite is Newsies. It just seems so freaking obvious. Plus, the love interest is a journalist, so do with that what you will.

Karai

“Home, Love, Family.

There was once a time

I must have had them, too.

Home, Love, Family,

I will never be complete

Until I find you...”

Like Leo and Raph, she also lies about her fav musical. She says it’s Little Shop of Horrors, and she does like it. The Dentist song cracks her up. But her favorite is Anastasia because it hits close to home. See lyrics above. She also lost her real family at a young age, and didn’t know the truth until she was 16. (Also, Anya is my dream role. I got to see the show on tour!)

Shinigami

“Gotta haunt till it hurts

Through the night

And give those guys the fright of their lives”

Shinigami gives me Beetlejuice vibes. I don’t know what else to say about it.

Mona Lisa

“Tranquil as a forest

But on fire within

Once you find your center

You are sure to win”

It’s my headcanon that Mona loves movies once Raph introduces her to them, so I think she’d like movie musicals more than stage musicals. Her favorite is Mulan. As a soldier herself, she respects how the film takes war seriously while still having uplifting and even funny moments throughout.

BONUS:

Lotus Blossom (my 2012 version)

“A new dream

I have one i know that very few dream

I would like to see that over-due dream

Even though it never may come true”

Jekyll and Hyde is a musical about murder, the duality of man, and tragic romance, all things that appeal to Lotus Blossom, an assassin with difficult experiences in romance. (Jekyll and Hyde was my favorite musical back when I first got into TMNT, too! Still is a favorite.)

[thetorturedpoetsintern]

Forgive me, please

Note: This is a oneshot containing my original character, Anastasia Cromwell that appears in my previous two oneshots. It is set during Prisoner of Azkaban, well into their relationship. Enjoy!

Warnings: mentions of domestic violence, angst, NSFW at the end so MINORS DNI, sir and praise kink I guess, fluffy ending

"Are the rumours I've heard true?" Severus' voice is heard before he made his presence known in Anastasia's office, storming inside and quickly closing the door behind him so they couldn't be heard by the nosy and petulant students running around in the corridor during classes. 

"It depends. It's a boarding school, lots of rumors," she said without lifting her eyes from the papers she appeared to be grading. 

"You are helping in the search for one Sirius Black, a known criminal and current Azkaban prisoner on the run after escaping the most safe prison in the world. Does that sound familiar? " Trying to control himself, his fists are clenched behind his back and the power he applies leaves deep semilunar indentations from his short nails into his now sweating palms. 

She raised her eyes, wanting to assess the situation and come up with a deflecting answer, but there was no place for this now. Ana knew the day would come when she might have to resume part of her former career as a special division auror, so when Fudge wrote to her demanding to intervene in the search for the first escape convict from Azkaban, she took the job. 

"Yes, it does. I accepted this morning. I wanted to tell you tonight. I would have told you when I sent my reply, but you were busy brewing Merlin-knows-what for the Merlin-knows-time since September. Anyway, it seems like sound, even if it travels slower than light, still reached you before I did."

"You're endangering yourself for nothing. It isn't even your battle you're now trying to fight. It never was and never will, "he said in the most hateful tone he could muster. 

"I had to deal with more dangerous wizards than some weak and frightened escapee. I'll manage. " 

"He isn't all that weak. He has help inside the castle. Black might even be lurking in the forbidden forest right now, waiting for a signal from inside. "

"Are you part of the search team and I don't know?," she reluctantly raised her voice and moved to face Severus as she stood.

"I am more involved in this than you could ever be," and now he too made a point of expressing dominance through voice only. 

"When you come clean with what you are doing in the late hours of the night, then I might be open to this conversation. Until then, I think this conversation has reached its end. What I do is my business, as it is clear what you do is yours only. " 

She started turning her back to him when his anger reached its breaking point, and he extended one arm, grabbing her by the hair in an attempt to turn her to face him again, when an unexpected stunning spell sent him into the opposite wall. 

"Don't ever raise your hand on me like this!" He could see her face contorting in fury, clutching her wand with the tip still pointing at him. 

"I'm sorry, darling, I-" 

"Say your excuses another time. I have classes to teach and I presume you do too." 

He dropped his eyes to the floor, ashamed of his actions, and was making his way towards the door when Severus heard her tearful voice. 

"You know, I love you with all my heart, Sev, but I swear to Merlin, if you ever..." 

"I won't!" and with that he makes his way to the dungeons. 

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………

He was more awake than asleep. Lying in bed with his eyes closed, but his mind racing with all the different scenarios wasn’t quite helping him rest. tossing and turning, the sheets already soiled and looking like a battlefield. He silently laughed at this thought. Ana was the one saying this after they made love. "I don’t know what you’ll break first one of these days, me or the bed?" He really didn’t think he’d get the chance to touch her, smell her, hear her talk about boring stuff, see her struggling to clasp her bra because she refused to use magic for such mundane tasks when there were far greater and more important things to use magic for, or taste her and pleasure her till all the world was lost in euphoria and only they existed.

Severus pretended to be asleep when he heard the door opening and closing, and he recognized Ana’s heels clicking on the stone floor. He guessed she was undressing, because of the rustling of clothes taken down. After what seemed like an eternity, he felt the mattress dip slightly on his left, and all of a sudden, her warmth was hovering over him and a slender arm grabbed his waist in an attempt to hug him.

"After almost three years together, Sev, you’re still doing a terrible job of pretending to sleep. Try some light snoring next time, I think it’ll help your disguise, "she was smiling softly at him when he opened his eyes. How could she smile after what he had done?

"It’s wolfsbane." A silent question arose in Ana’s gaze, and he continued. "That’s what I am doing late at night when I’m locking myself in my classroom."

"Who?" 

"Lupin," he said, gently tracing her left cheek bone with his knuckles, "I am sure he is the one helping Black. That’s why I stormed at you when I heard you got yourself involved in this mess."

"So this week’s absence, you taking over his classes, was because he transformed?"

He nodded and lifted himself into a standing position, grabbed her hands into one of his own and caressed her hair with the other, a concerned look etched on his features as she mentally searched for any clues she missed about his condition and his affiliation with the escaped convict, and already blaming herself for letting this teaching job soften her once very sharp instincts.

"You couldn’t possibly figure it out for yourself; he's been hiding his condition since he was a kid with a runny nose. I regret not telling you sooner, and now, if you get hurt or worse, it’ll be partly because of me, and I don’t think-"

"It won’t be your fault if that happens," she said, kissing him. "Can we go to bed now?"

He didn’t even get to apologize, but seeing the dark circles under her eyes, he complied. After the fight they had, if Anastasia had asked him to dive into the lake, he would have done so if that made her happy. And so he opened his arms and let her cuddle into him, with her ear directly over his heart, one leg over his thigh and an arm embracing his waist. Severus held her tight in his arms as if she would disappear if he, Merlin forbade, let her go. With two whispered "I love you" ’s they closed their eyes. She was asleep almost immediately. He was half an hour later.

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………

She felt his tongue on her neck, kissing her tenderly as the final traces of sleep left her body. One hand was massaging her breasts while he grinded his hips against her posterior in search of friction. Feeling her stir awake under him, he maneuvered her to capture her lips with his own. He hoped this would be enough and they could move, forgetting yesterday. 

He gave her a chance to breathe and made sure he had her full attention before forcing himself to speak.

"I never should have raised my hand to you, grabbing you by the hair like I did. I just don’t want you to get hurt because getting involved with these people can mark you for life. Don’t forget that now Black is a dangerous killer and Lupin is a full-grown werewolf prone to conveniently forgetting to take his potion. "

He had no idea when, but now his hips were captured by her thighs and as she lifted her hips she breathed, "Move, Sev! I need you! "

"Only if you forgive me," he whispered in her ear, a playful grin on his face as he shoved his clothed  length hardening against her sex to give her a taste of what will happen if she accepts.

"Oh, fuck! Yes! ", already moaning from the slightest friction. 

"Yes, what?," lips now ghosting over hers.

"Yes, sir!"

"Good girl!"

He once more captured her lips, his hands lifting her night shirt up to her waist as she did the same with his. She was already soaking wet when he touched her, and he almost lost all control, nudging her panties aside so he could have full access to her core. With one swift thrust, he entered her and she arched her back, surrendering her breasts to his hungry mouth. He started pumping, fucking her into the mattress with increasing force, slightly pinching her hardened nipples with his teeth when her nails punctured the skin on his shoulders. 

Moans and grunts and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the bedroom, the headboard hitting the wall in a dull, rhythmic thud, sheets clenched in his tight fists as he tried to last until she was satisfied. 

"That’s it, my love!...Taking my cock so well!...Mmh, I could fuck you for a week straight and I bet you’d be still as tight as the first time... I can feel you clenching around my cock…Touch yourself for me, my love... Cum when you’re ready…Let me hear how good I make you feel. "

With a cry of his name, she orgasmed, legs shaking and hips still bucking in desperation as he continued fucking her. Severus released after a few more thrusts, breathing heavily and admiring her blissed-out state, before he gently slid out of her and took her into his arms, kissing her forehead tenderly.

"Merlin, Sev, that was... you were..."

"Does that mean I'm forgiven?" he asks, smugly.

"I’m sorry too! For hexing you and snapping like that at you, avoiding telling you the truth. You’ve told me what you had to endure at their expense when you were a student yourself, and since I made the decision to join the search, I have dreaded your reaction. "

"You said you liked my cold demeanor," he said, trying to sound playful. Severus’ heart seemed to drop when he heard you were dreading facing him and he tried with all his might to change the subject. He made a mental note-do not make her fear you!-and slipped his fingers through her hair.

"Only when we storm out together when we encounter a student out of bed during night patrol." The sound of her laugh calmed his thoughts, brought him back to reality, a reality in which he swore to always love, protect, and cherish her, until they were both old, grey, and senile, but still in love.

[quietlyimplode]

Night Out

“Are we going out?”

Clint groans, the blanket he just curled into making him seem like a cocooned bug.

“I suppose?” he grumbles.

Lucky tail wags against the couch as he senses Clint’s movement.

“No Lucky, you can’t come,” he sighs, patting his head and then gently caressingly his ears.

“But I wish you could.”

Natasha laughs.

“Can you imagine getting to Tony’s party with a dog in tow?”

Clint laughs at the imagery in his head.

“He can be part of my costume?”

Natasha bends over to pat lucky, his tail wagging double time as the attention all seems to be on him.

“Clint’s going as a secret agent, the most simple costume in the history of the world. We can’t have you blowing his cover, can we?”

Clint uncovers, revealing a rumpled suit.

“Worst spy ever,” she grins.

“And yet, you put on a pretty dress, call yourself Anastasia and everyone swoons. For all they know, this is just your Saturday night attire.”

He tries to straighten out the crinkles, “if only they knew you like to be in oversized clothes and a hoodie, under this very blanket.”

She pouts.

“I’m only going because we said we would.”

He shrugs.

“I know. I know. Promise we will be home by 12?”

She nods, feverently.

“We can even get milkshakes on the way home.”

Clint perks up at that.

“Okay, okay, four hours I can do that.”

Natasha nods, grabbing his wrist and setting his watch.

“Four hours.”

.

Lucky hears them before he sees them.

It’s late and he thought they forgot about him.

Clint opens the door, arguing.

“We were supposed to be home an hour and a half ago.”

“You think I wanted to stay longer?”

Natasha heads to the porch to let Lucky out onto the patio.

“Fuck,” she calls.

“What?”

“He’s peed on the rug.”

“Again??”

Natasha stares down at Lucky, his tail wagging in beats of two, sensing their displeasure, unsure if it’s directed at him or each other.

“I’ll get the spray,” Clint groans.

She pushes Lucky out of the door, his dark eyes looking pitiful at her.

“I know, it’s our fault, but you know you shouldn’t pee on the rug,” she tells him, closing the door, turning to find Clint with rubber gloves, spray, and cloth.

“And we should have been home at 12!”

She takes in how ridiculous he looks in a full suit and rubber gloves, and bursts out laughing.

“Do you remember..”

She doesn’t even have to finish the sentence before he starts laughing too.

“The mob boss was dead.”

They both crack up again.

“And you cleaned it.”

The words in between don’t need to be uttered as they both fill it in in their minds. Soon they’re both crying from laughter.

Lucky, scratches at the door, wanting to be in on the joke. Clint finishes the clean up quickly, and Natasha lets him back in.

Both still giggling to themselves, they strip and get into pajamas, the time nearing 2am.

“That was so dumb.”

Clint groans, laying on the couch as Natasha hands him his milkshake.

“But worth it for the pictures of Tony dressed as a hot dog.”

She hands over the phone.

“I can’t believe he did it.”

Clint smiles at the ridiculousness of it.

“He did lose the bet.”

They both laugh at the photos.

“It wasn’t all bad,” he admits.

“No, but I’m so ready for bed.”

“Okay Anastasia, let’s get to bed.”

.

[the-hellhounds]

Christmas was nearing, and the pack of hounds didn't lose hope over finding their friends. As time passed and they all started to notice some odd manners from two of their friends, they all decided to go to Jaemin's place to discuss while the other two were in the city doing some shopping.

"So...," Jaehyun started as he looked around the living room that was filled with the last of their pack.

"Taeyong and Haechan have nogistunes in them," Johnny continued for Jaehyun. "I've already talked with Sehun and Lola back in Beacon Hills, and they said that they would tell San to come help us." He sighed, stressed to know that their leader and one of their friends were infected with evil spirits of foxes from thousands of years old.

"How are we supposed to find the others if Taeyong and Haechan kidnapped them?" Jake asks as he held Minjun in his lap. The baby babbling away with his booties he had on.

Shaking his head as he stared to the floor, Jeno spoke up from next to Jaemin. "Taeyong hasn't been kidnapping them. Hyuck has."

"Hyuck?"

Getting up to retrieve the remote to the television, Jeno links his phone to it and presses play to a security footage he had found from the backyard of Haechan's house. "I found this while he was fast asleep with NingNing one night. He was carrying Mark's unconscious body and hid him in the trunk of his car." He says as he plays another video he found of the front gates. "He took him early in the morning when he knew no one was awake and came back home as if he didn't do anything."

"Then he probably cleaned up Mark's place when I wasn't there..." Hanbin mumbles as he began to now understand why the house where Mark lived was so quiet and eerie.

"We need San to arrive quick with the sword, but we need to find the others quicker before they do something worse." Johnny stands up from his seat, thanking Anastasia for the cookies she offered for everyone. "Don't let them get close to the girls that are coming over and to everyone's mates and babies. Who knows what the nogistunes want."

.

"They know," Taeyong says with a deep octave to his voice as he stood by the cage that held the hounds they had kidnapped.

Haechan was busy with getting the fireflies into Kai, who was the last one to turn into a berserker. "Once the Oni arrive, we'll get them on our side as well," he says turning to look at his leader. "With them as berserkers and the Oni, we'll run this city and not even San will be able to save anyone this time."

.

As Haechan was walking back to the territory of the hounds, he stops when he hears a branch on the floor snap. Tilting his head to the right side of his shoulder, his eyelids lower into a dark gaze as he stared at the light blanket of snow that covered the ground of the woods.

"Choi... San." He sneers the first name out. "Still portraying the role of a true alpha undercover?" He asks, still not turning around as San approaches slowly. "I'm sure your father must be proud- oh wait. That's right," he smirks as it was the nogistune in him speaking now. "He died before he could see your true form."

Pouncing towards Haechan, San appears with his own pack to capture the infected hound. His blood boiled as he punched Haechan straight in the nose, a bone cracking. "And I'm sure your son would be disappointed in what you let in." San growls, tying up the hell hound as he knocks him out with a harsh headbutt before Haechan could incinerate himself to burn San off.

"Okay, okay. Calm down." Sehun said as he grabs Haechan's belongings. "Let's go stab this one before the other one comes back." The pack runs back to one of the houses before Taeyong could appear.

As they tie up Haechan in a chair, they piece together an ancient sword that was once used to kill evil nogistunes that would take possession of supernatural beings.

"Are we ready?" San asks as he held the sword out to Jeno who was the closest to Haechan.

With shaking hands, Jeno took the sword that suddenly began to glow in his hands. "Ready..." swallowing down nervously, he held the sword and made sure to push it into Haechan's chest. His eyes widen when he sees him wake up and look up at him in shock.

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[solarsavoy]

No one asked, but I really wanted to answer it!

Ask game.

3 - 3 films you could watch for the rest of your life and not get bored of?

And I actually have 4 so... Here we go!

Treasure Planet. So underrated, which is totally unfair. Beautiful story and one of the few (if not only) Disney movies that don't have a love interest for the MC. It's all about growing up and finding yourself and found family. In fact, just realized, Jim is like Stag in that regard. Both were abandoned at a young age by their fathers and became rebellious to the point of being impossible to deal with until their father figure came into their life. And also, never having a father of my own to look up to, this really resonates with me. Haha, Deshi's dad left him at a young age too. I'm sensing a theme. 😆 Unlike Stag though, Deshi doesn't need a father figure in the sense that he's not looking for one nor does he find one. (Although Lord Carroll does get close...)

Sinbad, another underrated film. By Dreamworks this time. The most alluring part of this film:

That fucking hair!!! Man, I could just watch how her hair flows forever. Like, nobody has ever made hair that moves like this before, or since! It's close to underwater hair, but not quite, so Little Mermaid doesn't count. But seriously, that fucking hair. And Sinbad is pretty funny. 😆 Most quoted scene between Deo and I, a dude gets thrown up by a sea monster, shakes it off, and goes to attack again. "Give that guy a raise." -Sinbad Yes, please. He deserves it. 😀👍

Anastasia. I loved this movie growing up. Rasputin what such a terrifying bad guy, and Anastasia was anything but weak. Despite it not being a Disney flick at the time, it broke the mold on Disney princesses. Tangled and Frozen hadn't come out yet and Anastasia was the only princess to do what she wants, when she wants, how she wants. Instead of the man saving her from some evil villain, he saves her in the very beginning from a threat to the royal family. And then she saves herself from Rasputin at the end. Well, and Dimitri, because, you know, he was hanging off a bridge. So many movies before this were misogynistic and so many after are so feminist that they really diss on males, but in Anastasia, they are equals simply facing the world together, and to me, that's just beautiful. And this:

And last but not least, A Little Princess. This is an older movie about a girl whose father travels the world. These two have a close bond and one day, he has to leave her because he needs to fight in a war, and over night, she becomes orphaned at a boarding school, so she becomes enslaved to the headmistress. Even after such tragedy struck her, she still believed in magic and told stories to the other girls. There was always this sort of mystery to her. Where others saw color, she found friends. Where others saw weakness, she saw opportunity. She's kind throughout the entire thing, and so much bad is thrown at her! Annie, eat your heart out and make way for A Little Princess. She always believes that magic is real, and when she falls, she gets back up again, even though sometimes it takes a little time. She's patient and accepting and just everything little girls everywhere should aspire to be. And in the end, she gets the honor of seeing that if you keep believing, the magic is real.

And those are my favorite films I could watch over and over again. ^^ I'm curious, how many have you seen of these? I feel like they're all a little underrated, outshined by other movies at the time. Poor Sinbad had to fight with Pirates of the Caribbean. A Little Princess got overrun by Pocahontas and Toy Story. Lilo and Stitch came out the same time as Treasure Planet. Anastasia isn't as underrated as the others. 😅 If you haven't seen one of these, highly recommend. I mean, I'd be okay watching them on repeat, so, yeah. Thanks for reading! And I'm still open for some personal asks if anyone's interested. ^^ And I'm totally willing to redo 9, since the last one was so entertaining. Fair warning though, that was probably my best story, lol. Have a good day!

[wicked-storybrooke]

Alice Jones/Curious Archer/Knightrook Musical Theatre Playlist

So, @fairytalepsuedonym​​​​ has been making some really wonderful song analyses in regards to how they relate to Knightrook. Y’all should check them out! It reminded me that for a long time I’ve been wanting to make an Alice Jones musical theatre playlist (because I’m a musical nerd). I thought I’d share with y’all and add some of my thoughts on how each song pertains to her and her loved ones’ story! Some songs fit more loosely than others. But yeah, it’s just a bit of angsty fun! Enjoy, if this is your thing! I may add to it in the future.

Here’s the full playlist!

Alice Jones

Once Upon A December- Anastasia: Tilly’s memories of her life as Alice coming back to her

Home- Beauty and the Beast: Alice accepting the tower as her home

Charming- Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812: Drizella seducing/manipulating Alice in Wonderland

Into the Unknown- Frozen 2: Alice contemplating whether to take seize her opportunity to escape and struggling with her mental health as her power grows.

Show Yourself- Frozen 2: Alice realising that the power to escape was within her all along

Monster- Frozen the Musical: Tilly after the Baker has been killed

Let it Out- The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals: The duality of Alice and Tilly. Alice’s true memories and personality trying to come to the the surface, initially confusing and horrifying Tilly

Lifeboat- Heathers the Musical: Tilly lamenting the fact that she is unaccepted by everyone

Dead Girl Walking (Reprise)- Heathers the Musical (suicide mention tw): Alice defeating Gothel

Stay With Me- Into the Woods: Gothel trying to convince Tilly to join her coven

Out There- The Hunchback of Notre Dame the Musical: Alice imagining what life is like outside her tower once her father has left

My Lullaby- The Lion King 2: Gothel trying to recruit Tilly to her cause

I Miss the Mountains- Next to Normal: Tilly contemplating life without her pills

In My Own Little Corner- Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella 1997: Alice alone in her tower, left with nothing but her imagination

The Mirror-Blue Night- Spring Awakening (Deaf West): No one understanding what goes on in Alice/Tilly’s head

Those You’ve Known- Spring Awakening (Deaf West): Tilly off her pills and Alice’s persona and memories slipping in, painfully reminding her that Wish Hook and Robin are lost to her as hallucinations of them try to reassure her

To Have A Home- AVPS: Alice/Tilly finally feeling at home in the world after all she’s been through

Coolest Girl- AVPS: Alice/Tilly believing in herself

No Way- AVPS: The heroes vs Gothel

Do You Want to Play?- Black Friday: Gothel taunting Alice in the tower in her nightmares or otherwise playing mind games

What if Tommorow Comes- Black Friday: Tilly knowing that everyone is wearing masks and having memories that no one else understands

Finishing the Hat- Sunday in the Park With George: Alice watching the world outside her tower as she can do nothing but paint, beginning to feel that it was inevitable her father would leave her or otherwise still feeling like she’s seperated from the world even after she’s escaped and feeling like Robin won’t stick by her because she sees the world so differently

Mother Knows Best (Reprise)- Tangled: Gothel/Eloise taunting Alice/Tilly about Margot

The Starry Night- Starry The Musical: How Tilly/Alice sees the world

On The Verge- Women On The Verge Of A Nervous Breakdown: Tilly/Alice having a breakdown

Invisible- Women On The Verge Of A Nervous Breakdown: Tilly feeling invisible. And lamenting the loss of the father in her false memories and what happened in her past

Down the Hole- Alice By Heart: Alice in Wonderland

Chillin’ the Regrets- Alice By Heart: Alice calmly drowning in her regrets in Wonderland perhaps under the influence of the catterpillar’s smoke

The Key is - Alice By Heart: Alice realising the key to escaping the tower was in her all along and resfusing to let the hope of finding her Papa go

Manage Your Flamingo - Alice By Heart: Alice chilling with the bizzare inhabitants of Wonderland

Sick To Death of Alice-ness - Alice By Heart: The way the world treats Tilly/Alice and the way she sees herself at those points in her life. Her also imagining that even her Papa/Rogers wouldn’t want her near them.

Another Room in Your Head- Alice By Heart: Alice saying goodbye to her loved ones before the curse

Isn't It A Trial? - Alice By Heart: Alice getting older in her tower, trying to hold onto the good parts of her childhood, feeling further and further away from ever escaping

Do You Think We Think You’re Alice?- Alice By Heart: Headcanon that Alice inadvertently conjured Wonderland into existence with her magic while in her tower and the figures in her imagination taking an antagonistic life of their own

I’ve Shrunk Enough- Alice By Heart: Alice/Tilly fighting back against the world that’s bee cruel to her, especially against Gothel/Eloise

Winter Blooms- Alice By Heart: Alice choosing to see the glass half full

The Web I Spin for You- Nightmare Time: Gothel haunting and using Alice, especially to enact her spell.

Knightrook

Pierre- Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812: Wish Hook after he's seperated from Alice

The Duel- Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812: Wish Hook’s life spiralling out of control after losing Alice and reminising about the dual that led to the seperation

Dust and Ashes- Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812: Wish Hook after being seperated from Alice, deciding to resume searching for a cure.

You Gotta Die Sometime- Falsettos: Wish Hook coming to terms with the fact that being in Alice’s presence is slowly killing him and feeling like he’s been dealt an unfair hand when it comes to just wanting to be with his daughter

The Next Right Thing- Frozen 2: Alice immediately after her father is banished from the tower

Not Your Seed- The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals: Wish Hook hallucinating about what Alice will become with the potential influence of Gothel now that he’s been banished from her

Ten Duel Commandments- Hamilton: It’s the ‘Knightfall’ duel!

Dear Theodosia- Hamilton: Wish Hook looking upon his baby daughter

No More- Into the Woods: Wish Hook giving up

I Dreamed a Dance/There’s A World- Next To Normal (suicide mention tw): Wish Hook hallucinating that Alice is there with him before Ariel saves his life

Missing You- AVPM: Alice and Killian missing each other from a distance

If I Believed- Twisted: Wish Hook thinking that Alice is dead but believing in his heart that she is alive

If I Fail You- Black Friday: Wish Hook’s fear of failing Alice again

Lost Without You- The Trail to Oregon!: Alice missing her dad as she searches the realms for a cure

On the Threshold of Eternity- Starry the Musical: Alice and Wish Hook alone and falling apart without each other

Before the Breakdown- We Are the Tigers: Wish Hook’s addiction

West of Words- Alice By Heart: Alice and her father’s imagination in the tower

Still- Alice By Heart: Killian and Alice’s limited time together after she escapes or the version of him her imagination conjures after he’s banishing reminding her that he can’t stay forever.

Brillig Braelig- Alice By Heart: Fighting against the fear and guilt of her fathers cursed condition

Some Things Fall Away- Alice By Heart: Alice coming to terms with losing her father

Your Shell of Grief- Alice By Heart: Alice being taken over by grief after being seperated from her father

Afternoon- Alice By Heart: Wish Hook and Alice saying goodbye

Curious Archer

No One Else-  Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812: Alice in love with Alice

For The First Time in Forever- Frozen: Robin/Margot trying to get through to Alice/Tilly on a bad day

Dangerous to Dream- Frozen the Musical: Tilly feeling that she has to hide her mental health struggles from Margot

Fight for Me- Heathers the Musical: Alice thinking about Robin fighting for her against the troll hunting mob

I Won't Say Im in Love- Hercules: Robin denying her feelings for Alice during the events of ‘The Girl in The Tower’

Perfect for You- Next to Normal: Margot telling Tilly she loves her for the first time

Hey #2- Next to Normal: Tilly pushing Margot away because she’s not ready for her to see her bad days

Why Stay/A Promise- Next to Normal: Tilly/Alice and Margot/Robin on a bad day

Hey #3/Perfect for You (Reprise) - Next to Normal: Alice scared about her future with Robin and fearing she might become her mother after she defeats her

I Am the One (Reprise)- Next to Normal: Wish Hook trying to block out all thoughts of Alice because it’s too painful but being reminded what she means to him by a hallucination of her

Something I Can’t See- Next to Normal (Cut Song): Margot struggling with Tilly’s bad days and not being able to understand the root of them

All That’s Known- Spring Awakening (Deaf West): Robin refusing to conform to the expectations of the people of Storybrooke

The Word of Your Body- Spring Awakening (Deaf West): Robin/Margot and Alice/Tilly wanting intimacy with each other

Don’t Do Sadness/Blue Wind- Spring Awakening (Deaf West): Tilly/Alice having a bad day and Margot/Robin attempting to calm her but failing

Totally F*cked- Spring Awakening- Spring Awakening (Deaf West): Robin getting caught for stealing Emma’s car or just being rebelious

Not Alone- AVPM: Robin/Margot reassuring Alice/Tilly

Even Though- MAMD: Robin realising her feelings for Alice

If You Knew- Lizzie the Musical: Either Robin/Margot or Alice/Tilly thinking about the other

Will You Stay?- Lizzie the Musical: Just CA being tender

As Long As You’re Mine- Wicked: Curious Archer saying their goodbyes before the curse

For Good- Wicked: Curious Archer saying their goodbyes before the curse

Those Long Eyes - Alice By Heart: Curious Archer falling in love. These lyrics make perfect sense to Alice.

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Adow - Philippe’s children prompt ~ Philippe calls them all home for a family portrait. Chaos and standard De Clermont family gathering antics ensue

"My Lord! My Lord!"

Baldwin could hear his housekeeper, Bessie, running. The woman always seemed panicked whenever correspondence arrived. She burst into his office without asking and she was lucky he was fond of the elder human.

"Bessie, we have discussed this. You cannot-" But when he looked at the letter and saw his father's seal, he could see why she was particularly rushed.

...

In a Parisian salon, Gallowglass and Miyako were hunting for their youngest cousin.

"There he is," Gallowglas rolled his eyes, seeing his cousin with an attractive young woman in his lap. It seemed hedonism was how he decided to rebel against the family now.

Marcus rolled his eyes upon sensing them, kissing the young woman and sending her away. Miyako frowned at the bite marks on her neck.

"I am busy," Marcus said, leaning back and taking another drag of his cigarette

"Doing what? Trying to be the first of us to get syphilis?" Miyako snarked and held the coin that was sent to his residence, "We're going home. Now."

....

"Lucius!" Anastasia grinned upon seeing her eldest brother and he managed to catch his excitable sister in a hug. They had not seen each other for a few years.

"Have we all been called home? What is the matter? What is going on?" He demanded. He nodded politely when he saw Matthew, who had rushed from India to be here.

"So you do not know what is happening either?" Matthew frowned.

Philippe stood at the top of the stairs and they all looked at him, ready to hear what on earth was going on. War?

"I am so glad you could all be here!" Philippe grinned.

"We didn't exactly have a choice," Marcus grumbled, holding up the shiny coin he received.

A man stood next to him, "You have a large family, seiur." He appraised, "This will take longer than I anticipated."

"But very much worth it." Philippe said and looked to his children, "This is Eugene Delacroix. He will paint us. Capture our family in this moment of time."

"A family portrait?" Freyja realised, "Again? Father, you cannot send a coin letter every time you want you want a portrait."

"Not all of you come home," Philippe said pointedly, looking at Gallowglass and Matthew. The two were adverse to having a painting done.

"And why are Matthias and his spawn here if it is a family portrait?" Verin asked.

"Verin," Philippe warned his daughter. He knew his children liked fighting with one another but he wanted this.

Marthe had laid out clothes for everyone to wear, the men in suits. Even Gallowglass had to be shaved for the occasion.

"Now, if you could stand next to your brother-" Eugene asked of Verin. He was indicating to Matthew.

"I would prefer to drop dead," Verin said dryly.

"I will gladly accommodate you," Matthew replied with an acidic smile.

"I still would not like to be near Matthew if we are voting?" Marcus said. He and Matthew had rarely spoken in the years after those months in New Orleans. The elder vampire didn't like what he had to do, but he was protecting him.

"I do not wish to be near Verin," Stasia said and smiled at her sister's glare at her.

"Why don't we do separate portraits? Our grandchildren have their own. I will do one with the girls, Philippe and his sons." Ysabeau suggested. A compromise.

"I would like a whole family portrait." Philippe protested.

"And I would like to not be here. I believe you should take what you can father," Baldwin said dryly. It was an easy solution.

So Philippe compromised. Ysabeau was the only one who could get him to.

"Yes, but you were not here for the miniatures." Philippe pointed out, "Now, sit with your cousins and do this. That is an order, Eric."

"I still do not see why we need another portrait." Gallowglass grumbled, "We look the same as we did thirty years ago!"

"If we do this now, he may just leave us for the next fifty." Miyako hissed from her seated position in between her cousins.

"Yes, and what happens when some idiot creates an easier way of capturing our likeness?" Marcus frowned.

[yanderefictinallove]

Novacaine Yan! Dentist Muzan x Reader

Reader is female

WARNING ⚠️

The following includes, drugging, anxiety, anxiety attacks, mentions of dead bodies, angst, Demon Michael Jackson, heehee

Tw: anxiety, gore, panic attacks read at your own risk

This story is recommended for disrespectful teens like me..so yeah keep that in mind, my adult readers are welcome too

     It's not that painful, so why the hell are you crying?!

I was sitting in the waiting room dreading having to see him again, my anxiety is through the roof. I wanna cry…

I wanna cry

I must cry

I need to cry

I NEED to cry

It's not that I hate going to the dentist, I'm not even getting a tooth pulled, it's just the dentist himself, he makes me uncomfortable. I feel like he locks the door anytime I go in there with him. The looks he gives me are very scary and even sometimes perverted. Yes, I tried to switch dentists, but for some reason I always ended up with him.

I always get a bad feeling in my gut when I see him. 

"Y/N L/N!!"

My name just got called, i'm so scared, i don't wanna go, i can't go, but the nurse is waiting. And other people are waiting. Not to mention it's 7:30 in the morning and I woke up at 6:00 for this. 

I stood up, fear filling my whole body as I was guided to the room where he was waiting for me.

i can't breathe 

I cant breath 

I cant breath

I want to breathe 

I need to breathe

The assistant stopped in front of the door and had the words "Kibutsuji" on it, oh no…please someone help me…i don't want to…

She pulled the handle, and opened the door, the world was going slower by the second I could hear my heartbeat in my head, I wanted to vomit. 

As soon as she leaves I'll tell him I have to use the bathroom then make a run for it. My eyes widened.

He was not in there

I felt relieved at the sight in front of me. Thank god he was not there. " Please wait here until he arrives, it will only be a moment, please have a seat" the lady walked away. I glanced around the room and set my sight on the tools, they all looked mighty sharp and dangerous…like they hurt.

But

The main thing I noticed in the room was a syringe full of liquid and right next to it was the liquid inside, I walked toward it and tried to read the label…'Novacaine'. Weird.. why would he need that if he was just cleaning my teeth, right next to it was something that read 'Anastasia'...my anxiety came back…why does he have that, all i want is to get my teeth clean..so why are these in his possession at the moment.

"Welcome back Ms. L/n~"

I heard that dreadful voice, it was coming from behind me, I looked behind me , I saw no one, I turned around again and I saw him…multiple of him all holding rope and syringes, I ran out the door and saw all the walls peeling. The nurses and people in the waiting room looked like they were decaying and sickly. I started to puke, just as I reached the front door, I was pulled back by two sets of arms, they were holding me down, while one was removing my clothes, he said with i calm and warm and twisted smile…" Don't be afraid you're making things worse, I should know cause I'm the doctor here~" he grabbed onto my bottoms. Everything fades to black

I opened my eyes and saw everything was normal and Mr. Kibutsuji was just doing his job, no corpses, no rope, and I still have my clothes on. I'm hella confused…

"Oh you are awake, how are you feeling?"

I didn't respond 

"You must have forgotten where you are, must be side affects to the Anastasia…oh well~"

I sat up to look around, I saw the door and my eyes were not deceiving me…it was locked and the window was covered.

I turn to look at him and see him with a cloth in his hand, he puts it over my mouth without giving me time to collect my thoughts.

"It seems we need to have an extended appointment over at my house, immediately🖤" that's all I heard before I blacked out…

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This fanfic was inspired by: Creep P, GHOST song "Novacaine"

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