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with-valkyrie · 6 years ago

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Thank you so much oh my god! I had been so worried that it was bland somewhat. Thank you!

one day in the garden

Hades! Nebula x Persephone! Reader

word count: 1416

content warning: none

synopsis: one day as you’re tending to your garden, you meet the God of the Underworld, and the rest is history.

part of @cant-control-their-fear-imagines ‘ summer writing challenge

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You were tending to the chrysanthemums with the flower nymphs when you notice a presence toward the end of the field. When their backs were turned, you disappeared into the sea of grass trees and flowers of your garden.

She’d been huddled amongst the cluster of blue orchids which camouflaged with her skin so well.

When you tapped her shoulder, she flinched at your touch and whipped her head toward you, pitch black eyes filled with fright and her hands balled into fists for defense. You lowered your body down to the coverage of the orchids just as she was, held your empty hands where she could see them so she knew you meant to harm.

For a moment she cowered and retreated as you inched closer. So you stopped moving, turned to a set of orchids and arranged them into a crown with the flick of your wrist.

You held it to her with both your hands as a sign you mean no harm. “For you.” You said.

Cautiously she snatched it from your hands with one of hers then examined it all around. Moved it around in a circle, noticing the steams braided together . How was it you fashioned these flowers together like this so fast?

“You wanna see how I did it?” You grabbed another handful of orchids and began to braid them together, slowly this time.

The first flower crown she made was a messy bundle of flowers haphazardly braided together in one thick braid. And this is what made her come back everyday, so she could master to create something she`d discovered to be so beautiful.

That one day you spent together in the garden became another, and then another until-- like the flowers; they braided mended themselves together and stretched in one big circle. And soon the girl that appeared among the blue orchids of your garden, was able to easily braid a perfect flower crown as many times as she wanted to.

She told you her name was Nebula, named after the death of a star. She was assigned to care for the underworld by her father, the great titan Thanos. And after years of bearing the toil of watching over the souls of the dead, she grew tired. She and her sister, the God of the Sea along with the God of Thunder had worked together with an army to defeat him and his reign of tyranny. But when it was all over, she found herself back in that land of misery and despair all alone again.

Until one day, she wandered to the garden in the realm above her that stretched for miles and grew fond of the blue orchids that sat in the shade. Then you came along and showed her that bit of kindness. And Nebula`s world became a little less lonely.

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It was six months later when she asked you to come with her one day to the underworld. Nebula had grown tired of her time that she spent away from you. Time moved so differently for her when she went back home, that it was like torture in it of itself. She`d thought maybe opening her world up to you would make her life as the God of the Underworld a little more bearable.

The sun was setting on the horizon and her eyes were wide and glistening like galaxies were dancing inside of them. She reached her hand out to you, stygian eyes wide with hope that you`d say yes.

You had grown tired of tending to the garden all your life. It was beautiful, with the simple movement of your fingers you could make a budding blossom bloom. And you had made friends with the flower nymphs. But nothing compared to the time you spent with Nebula. Every moment you spent with her stretched like a lifetime.

So you took her hand and watched your garden disappear behind you in a portal of fire and so suddenly, you were holding her hand at the threshold of the underworld.

The first sight of Nebula`s realm took your breath away. She had thought you would`nt want to stay for long in what she had always seen as such a dreadful place, but you loved the quietness of this world. Never in your life had you seen so much blue drift around or a bare ground or a pitch black sky with no clouds. It wasn`t as lively as the flora and fauna in your garden, but it was more peaceful. You enjoyed the cool air that came like a heavy breeze and watching the souls of the humans fly around like fireflies after they arrived from the River Styx. But most of all, you enjoyed the longer days spent with your darling.

One day in the darkness of her realm, Nebula got down on one knee in front of you with a small box in her hand. Inside was a ring forged from pure gold-- once a remnant of her father`s gauntlet. And like you took her hand that day in your garden and accepted her invitation to the Underworld, you accepted her hand in marriage.

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It was what felt like six months when you had begun to feel uneasy about your time spent in the realm. You loved your darling Nebula, you loved the way her violet skin shimmered in the shadows, you loved spending your time together caught in the confines of silk bed sheets and comforters. But as you oversaw the world around you by her side, something inside you felt full of shame.

Nebula had caught onto this as well. One evening she approached you as you were gazing out to the world that you`d found to be your new home for some time.

That same balcony that she`d proposed to you with the golden ring you wore on your finger and you`d said “Yes! A thousand times, yes!”

She carefully came close to you from behind, softly pressed her fingertips to your shoulders before cradling you in her arms, and you grabbed back. But a smile didn`t grow on your face as it usually had. “What ales you, dear?” she inquired.

“The garden…I`m afraid...I`m afraid that something is wrong up there…”

There was a pang in Nebula`s chest. The garden meant something special to her just as it had to you. It was the first place that she`d seen such vibrantcy, such life, such color. It was the place she`d met such a beautiful goddess like you.

So of course, she would not hesitate to accompany you to visit the realm above, even if it meant that you would have to remain there to maintain it. And she`d have to leave you behind.

When you`d arrived back in your realm once again, nothing could stop the tears from billowing out at the sight of your dying garden. Frost covered everything from the trees to the grass, the deer and the rabbits looked sickly from all the weight they`d lost, having nothing to eat. Your gorgeous flowers had browned, were wilting or already shriveled up underneath the mounds of snow. The flower nymphs were weak and could barely stand and walk to greet you.

With almost all your power, you sent the cold chill that descended over your garden away and did your best to revive what had withered in one sweep. But alas, there was still much more work to be done to restore what had been destructed. Your wife took your side in the middle of the vast expanse of your world.

You could`nt bring yourself to face her, to look her in the eyes and tell her that your place was here and all about the responsibilities that you had as the Goddess of Spring. But you didn`t have to. She understood. In this moment, Nebula only squeezed your hand, and planted a kiss on your cheek.

Just when it felt all hope for the two of you was lost, an idea struck your mind. You would spend six months of the year tending to your garden and helping the flower nymphs store away food for the six months you were away in the Underworld. You`d return, restore your garden back to it`s vibrant state, and the cycle would repeat again.

And of course, she could come visit you at anytime.

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with-valkyrie · 6 years ago

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Tinkering Together - Part III

Series Title: Tinkering Together

Chapter: 3

Pairing: Platonic Tony Stark x Fairy!Reader

Word Count: 2001

Series Summary: When you were finally able to break free from the human that took you captive, you found out that you were in New York City, a bustling place that severely lacked in faith and trust. That is, it did until you met a fellow tinker that was quite larger than you.

Warnings: none

A/N: I absolutely adore this series and ugh my heart!!! I was so happy to find a way to include my tiny bug man in this series!!!!

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"You have a what?!" Hank Pym had seen a lot in his years. He and his wife worked together as Ant-Man and the Wasp for years after developing the Pym Particle. He had seen the Avengers lift entire cities out of the sky, and lived to hear Tony Stark tell him that he had a fairy in his lab.

He had put the tycoon on speaker, Janet and him sitting next to each other on the front porch. He wanted to make sure he heard the man right and he wasn't losing his mind. "You better not be shittin' me, Stark-"

Tony sighed and repeated his words. "Now Hank, what would I gain from telling you I had a fairy if I didn't have one? A trip to the loony bin? My schedule is too packed for that, thanks."

Hank scoffed. "And why are you telling me this anyways?" He just wanted to enjoy a nice day with his wife, and this phone call was ripe with ways to disrupt the peace of his beach home. "Your father and I weren't exactly chummy, y'know."

"I wasn't on good terms with the man either, Doc. I just have a question about the exact specifications for the dilation of a sub- object."

"I'm busy right now, ask Scott to handle it. He's always eager to help. Like a damn puppy." Hank muttered the last part under his breath but Tony and Janet heard him all the same. Janet swatted her husband's arm and Tony laughed at the comparison.

"Alright, give me his information."

Hank gave Tony what he asked for, but then realized something. "Tony, if you plan on trying to make your fairy big-"

"Sorry, gotta go!" Click.

Hank cursed to himself, realizing that a Stark played him like a fiddle yet again. "Honey, I think Scott can handle it. He won't let anything happen to the fairy if he can stop it." She patted his hand softly, and he grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips.

'Not my circus, not my monkeys,' Hank thought to himself, favoring to enjoy the smell of the ocean with the love of his life.

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"Daddy! Look!" Cassie shouted at her father. She had just developed a clever little trick of having their giant pet ant pull her around the house with a jump rope used for reins. Scott turned and looked at the little girl with the biggest grin on his face.

"Smart girl! What do you think you're gonna teach him next?" Scott loved feeding his daughter's imagination. She stopped a moment to think about it, and she answered him with joy before running off to pull off her latest scheme.

"MY LONELINESS IS KILLING ME! I MUST CONFESS, I STILL BELIEVE-"

"Yello?" Scott (miraculously) remembered to answer his phone instead of just singing along to the ringtone.

"Mr. Lang." It was a statement, not a question. This person knew who Scott was and- holy crap. Scott nearly dropped the phone when he recognized the voice on the other end.

"Mr. Stark! Oh my god, hi! How are you-"

Tony interrupted him immediately. The matter was too pressing to speak about through the phone. "Listen, we need your brain in New York. And bring an extra bug suit with you."

"Uh Mr. Stark," Scott began, "I have my daughter right now and my ex wife wouldn't exactly be okay with me taking our daughter on a superhero thing on a school night."

Tony was sympathetic to the man's plight and had an idea. "Bring the whole family! Make a day out of it! Expect a jet at the pier you want jumbo in a while back in an hour. I'll pay for everything."

"Let me call Maggie first to tell her. Can they be back home before Cassie's bedtime? She gets cranky when she isn't in bed by 8."

"Consider it done. Remember, two suits at the pier!"

Tony hung up the phone and smiled. Scott seemed like a fun guy, and Tony had always been captivated by the things he heard Howard say about the famous Pym Particle. This was his chance to learn more about the mysterious substance that helped the country win wars.

But above all, it would be his way to help you. Tony would be an idiot if he didn't notice how you had injuries that didn't heal right, your misshapen ankle and weaker left wrist. And especially your wings, they seemed very fragile and when you were as small as you were, it would be very difficult to help you heal.

He wanted to fix every little problem you had, but he didn't know how he would manage making teensy casts for you. So he realized that if he couldn't make the medical tools small, he could make you big.

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Pepper was not on board with the idea when she heard about it several hours later. Scott and his family had been settled in the Tower after having an eventful day spent in NYC, and now Tony, Bruce, and Scott were talking gibberish about giving you an Ant-Man-esque suit to make you big.

All Pepper could hear were the potential side effects Scott listed off that Hank warned him about, and she was not okay.

"Tony, Y/N is not just some experiment! She is a living thing! Think of all the possibilities-"

"I am thinking of the possibilities! The possibility of Y/N healing! You saw her wings, Pep. She has joints that haven't healed right from what Dr. Cho and I believe are multiple breaks. This is the best way to help her!"

"How many other ways did you think of?"

"Enough to know this was the safest. I don't like it, but she can't keep limping around with a wrongly healed body."

You were sitting on your new bed and Scott was sitting next to you in his shrunken form. Now that Tony's attention was elsewhere, Scott began explaining more of the process to you. Sure you heard snippets of it from his conversation with Tony, but it was still mind boggling to you up until your newest friend began to explain the finer details.

It was intriguing, the idea of being several times the size of your former home and your friends. The thought of being able to hold a rabbit in one hand would make any animal fairy shriek in delight, but you were a little nervous.

"What's it like, you know, being big?" Scott gave you a soft smile. It turns out he could also understand you, and it made you smile.

"It's a lot more weight to carry. At least, it'll feel like that for a little while. When you're small, everything is so compact and, well, tiny. But when you're big, you feel like there's less pressure holding you together and keeping you from turning into a puddle." Your were a bit shocked at the prospect of turning into a Y/N puddle. "Oh don't worry, you won't turn into a puddle. It's an exaggeration."

You gave the man a small laugh at the way he stumbled over his apology. You had met his family and you adored little Cassie. The twinkle in her eye at seeing a fairy made your heart beat a little faster and smile a little bigger.

Scott didn't think there was anything else to say, so the two of you sat in comfortable silence until the man beside you had an idea.

"Want me to show you something cool?" The smirk he wore told you to go with it, don't ask questions. So you nodded, and then you watched as ants began to crawl towards you. They weren't focused on you, however; they were making a pyramid.

You were astonished! "How are you doing that?" You never knew the ants back in Pixie Hollow to be able to do that.

"I can talk to them, and they listen to me."

"Like an animal fairy?"

"Kinda," Scott held one hand out in front of him and shook it. You had never seen anyone you knew back in Pixie Hollow do that before, so you mimicked the motion to see how it felt.

Scott noticed what you were doing and laughed. Not at you, but with you. "You've never seen anyone do that, huh?" You nodded and he told you what it meant with a smile.

"Y/N, are you okay with this?" Pepper's soft voice called you to attention. You noticed her flat palm on the table and immediately went to it.

"I have to be. I want to be like my old self again, and you guys obviously don't have healer fairies, or any other kind of fairy for that matter."

"I just don't want you to do this just because they say you should." Pepper seemed very stressed at the idea of you getting hurt by the process and you rubbed her palm soothingly. You didn't know what else to say to help her, but you were hoping the comforting gesture would work. Judging by the wave of calm beginning to wash over her face, it did.

You patted her thumb twice in a sign for her to let you down, and she set you back next to Scott.

"Scott, we have the Wasp suit shrunken to Y/N's size." Tony gingerly laid it down on your little bed and you marveled at the color scheme. You had seen yellow on your light fairy friends and Queen Clarion, but with black, it seemed so different, not to mention the shiny glint that the yellow had was unlike anything you had ever seen.

"When you're ready, put that on and Scott will help you through the rest. You okay, little one?" Tony asks you and you nod.

"Can I get a little privacy when I change?"

"Why didn't I think of that? Everyone, turn around!" You laughed at the dramatic way Tony moved his hands to tell everyone to look away.

You turned the outfit this way and that, and you realized there wasn't a hole for your wings to fit in. "Wait, what about my wings?"

Tony and Scott groaned in frustration before Scott had an idea. "Tony, put those scissors a little closer to me." Tony did as he said, and Scott shrunk the scissors so he could use them.

"Let me just put a couple slits here for you here," Snip, snip, snip went the scissors and eventually, there were holes in the back that you could easily maneuver your wings into without hurting them any more.

Scott looked averted his eyes and you were somehow able to get the suit on by yourself.

Once you had the outfit on, you shouted to let everyone know that it was okay to look now.

"Now Y/N," Scott began, "Get in Tony's hand and he will lower you to the floor. When you're ready, press the button in your hand. And be still when you press it, okay?" With that, Scott leapt from the table and landed with a roll onto the floor.

You nod as Tony's hand appears a couple inches from you on the worktable. You were unused to having this many layers on your body and you wobbled slightly, having to grab his thumb to keep yourself from tripping. You heard Pepper gasp and felt Tony's calloused fingers help you up onto your feet.

"If you don't want to do this, we can figure out another way to help you. It's your choice, little one."

The thought of backing out went through your head for only a moment, but you knew that Tony wouldn't have suggested this if he knew it would hurt you.

"I can do it, Tony. Let me down." He nodded at you, slowly bending down and setting his hand on the floor next to Scott.

"You ready?"

You gave him a jingle in affirmation, pressing the button and watching the world around you change.

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