#(mrs potts loves you all)

[yukikorogashi]

When I see you guys get so happy, having so much fun with one another, and just thriving in any way, I just feel so warm inside…

[adrienneleclerc]

Just A Bunch of Hocus Pocus

Summary: What i believe your couples costume would be with the F1 Drivers

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: Drivers include Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Logan Sargeant, Oscar Piastri, Lewis Hamilton, Carlos Sainz, Max Verstappen, and the newest addition of Daniel Ricciardo. Most of the costumes were my idea but when i was stumped, i used Chat GPT

Charles Leclerc: Since Charles loves Harry Potter, i believe you two would dress up as Harry and Ginny or dress up in Hogwarts "uniforms" in general with the robe, tie, and scarf of your house. Maybe you guys would be Lightning McQueen and Sally because you sent him so many memes comparing him to Lightning McQueen. I also see you guys being Mr. and Mrs. Smith because who wouldn't want to see Charles in a suit?

Lando Norris: You two would dress up as Spider-Man and MJ/Gwen Stacy, depending on which movie or character you prefer. Han Solo and Princess Leia are also on the table, along with Mario and Princess Peach, that way you and the whole Quadrant crew can dress up as character from Super Mario Bros.

Logan Sargeant: You and the American Boy will dress up as Captain America and Peggy Carter, no question about it. Also, you two could dress up as an athlete and a cheerleader since he is, as Alex puts it, so painfully American. But to make it even better, you guys would go as Nathan and Haley from One Tree Hill OR Troy and Gabriella because whats more American than High School Musical?

Oscar Piastri: You two would be Tinkerbell and Terrence after making him watch all the movies with you. Iron Man and Pepper Potts if he wanted to go the superhero route like Logan. But he would also agree to doing a group costume with your friends and going as Numbah 3 and 4 from Codename: Kids Next Door which was one of your favorite cartoons from when you were younger, mainly because Numbah 4 is Australian as well.

Lewis Hamilton: I believe you guys would go as Michael Jackson and Britney Spears from that live performance with the green sparkling dress OR the event photo where Michael was wearing a red shirt and Britney had the leather newsboy cap since Lewis is very fashion forward. The Mad Hatter and Alice is another good one because of how elaborate the Mad Hatter suits are, it would be perfect for Lewis. Also because of your (my) obsession with Criminal Minds, you guys could go as Derek Morgan and Penelope Garcia because who wouldn't want to be his baby girl?

Carlos Sainz: El Matador, el matador!! You guys would go as el Zorro and Elena and would look so cute! Another is Jack Sparrow and Angelica Teach (Puss in Boots and Kitty Softpaws if you guys want to be a little silly). However, Carlos would absolutely lose it if you guys went as Seth Gecko and Santanico Pandemonium from the movie From Dusk Til Dawn.

Max Verstappen: After you find out that Max hasn't seen the Halloween MASTERPIECE that is Hocus Pocus, you make him watch it with you and you guys dress up as Winifred Sanderson (or Sarah) and Billy Butcherson. You would also dress up as Richard Gere and Julia Roberts from Pretty Woman. I can also imagine you guys going as Hiccup and Astrid from How To Train Your Dragon so Max would be able to dress his cats as your respective dragons

Daniel Ricciardo: Hands down you guys will dress up as Woody and Bo Peep because the man LOVES to dress up as a cowboy. Barbie and Ken in their cowboy outfits is also a choice for your guys' costumes. I think he would love the idea of him being a cowboy and you as a saloon girl like in Westworld

The End

[aurumacadicus]

Listen, Steve is grateful he gets to work at a Stark-funded hospital. He is. Not only is the prestige of working there even for a year going to carry him through his entire career, but if he stays for five years, the Maria Stark Foundation will pay off all of his student loans. Their clientele are people typically in poverty and he loves that he can help the less fortunate. It's all he ever wanted to do after watching his single mother scrimp and save as a nurse just to make sure they had a roof over their heads. He would never do anything to jeopardize his position or the reputation of the hospital.

"That custodian is going to be the reason you're fired," Natasha declares, and both Clint and Bucky spin from their nursing charts just in time to watch Steve almost fall over as he attempts to get one more glimpse of Tony's ass as he pushes his cart, whistling, toward the elevator. "Is this your way of getting out of the gala? Getting shit-canned the day before?"

"Are you going to tattle on me to Dr. Potts?" Steve asks her bluntly.

Natasha says nothing for several minutes, mulling the idea over in her head. Finally, though, she mutters, "I guess you're better than Hammer. He actually put his hands on Tony."

Steve doesn't know how to respond, because he'd only gotten his position after Dr. Hammer had groped Tony one too many times (apparently Tony had never reported it? It had actually been one of the nurses) and got fired for it. Again, he's grateful for the position, but he knows other doctors would shank him for the opportunity. He's just looking, but maybe he shouldn't look? Tony isn't a piece of meat. He's a respected member of the hospital staff.

Tony stops and bends over to pick up a piece of garbage on the floor, and even Natasha whimpers as his pants lovingly cup each of his cheeks.

Luckily, they're saved by one of the PR interns coming out of a hospital room and chirping, "Are you going to the gala tomorrow, Mr. Tony?"

"Peter how many times do I have to tell you," Tony begins, sighing, then shakes his head. "Yes, my mother is finally forcing me to show up for the gala."

Steve does a minute fist pump, and Bucky immediately drags him into a noogie that makes him squawk about his hair in probably the most unattractive manner possible.

--

"Gala" is probably too fancy a term for it. Unlike the Foundation galas, where the Stark family squeezes donations from the other wealthy elite for all they muster, this is more of a get-together between other hospitals to compare notes. Women are in cocktail dresses and the men are a healthy mix of suits and slacks-and-polos. The only people really decked out in formal wear are those with the foundation.

Steve is trying to be very casual as he keeps an eye out for Tony. He hasn't seen him yet, but he's hoping to ask Tony for at least one dance. Dr. Potts had said Tony liked to dance when he'd been talking with her and Natasha at the start of the gala. (She'd made really deliberate eye contact with him when she'd said so, too, so Steve figures she at least approves of him??? Even if she also kind of scares him.)

"Oh my God," Bruce whispers, wine dripping down his chin. He's gone ashen.

Steve and Thor turn to see what he's looking at, and Steve immediately understands. He feels as if he's just been simultaneously punched in the gut and head.

Because Mrs. Stark has finally arrived at her gala, dressed to the nines and yet somehow making everyone feel at ease in their own clothes. She's being escorted by a handsome man in a tuxedo.

The man looks a lot like Tony from the custodial department. But Mrs. Stark keeps loudly and proudly announcing that he's her son.

"I'm so fired," Steve whispers, voice cracking, as Bucky finally steps up beside him and claps him on the shoulder.

[hurtspideyparker]

Emotional Support Intern Peter Parker

Tony and Peter finally arrive in the large room, polished leather Oxfords and stained-lace Converse making their way through the crowd of professionals. Tony has a hand on Peter's back guiding him, because no matter how many meetings, conferences, and office buildings they traverse together, Peter always manages to get lost the second Tony lets go. 

Thankfully Pepper is easy to spot, shaking hands with some blah blah from wee woo Industries. Her hair is the only splash of colour in the constant white black grey of everyone's pencil skirts and collared shirts. 

"Hi Ms. Potts!" Peter greets as soon as the woman turns and spots them. 

"Hi Peter—Tony. I told you to stop bringing the kid to these things. No offense Peter."

"None taken! You look lovely, did you get your hair done?"

Pepper's hair cascades over her shoulder in perfect curls, splayed out over her white button-up. 

"Yes actually, a trim and some highlights. I think she went shorter than I asked though, because I always get half an inch, and this does not look like half an inch."

Peter steps a bit closer and squints at the piece of copper hair she's holding out. 

"I think it's just because she curled it. You usually get it blow dried after."

"Hm. I think you're right actually."

Tony rolls his eyes, "I'm so glad you guys are having such a great slumber party. C'mon kid I have to avoid that senator and he's starting to glance this way." He tries to head over to some tall plants that happen to be great blind spots. 

"Ah ah ah Tony! We are talking about this. I told you to stop dragging Peter to all of your work responsibilities. I'm sure he's bored to death with these meetings and work events."

"Pep, he's an intern, he's supposed to be bored and taken advantage of. Besides, if you take away my emotional support intern then I simply wouldn't show up! So."

"You aren't even paying him for his time!" Pepper says at the same time Peter mumbles "emotional support intern?"

"Um excuse me, that 3 million dollar suit he stuffs between his math homework and Go-Gurt begs to differ. And anyways, I pay him with experience. I brought him to that seminar in LA on Saturday, and he's following me to Tokyo for that week long conference in July. I highly doubt he's complaining," he squeezes the boy's shoulders, Peter looking up and beaming at him and Pepper. 

"I'm really fine with it Ms. Potts. Besides, the more of these things I go to the more lab time I get!" Peter pipes in.

Pepper glares at Tony. "Really, bribery?" 

"Okay well, if us grown adults don't want to be here how else am I supposed to get a 15 year old to talk about environmental reform to people who don't even believe in climate change." 

Pepper and Tony hold each other's stares.

"You mean he spoke to Mr. Ellis about the generator you designed for his carbon plant, and it didn't end with him calling us a pansy corporation and you calling him a decrepit geezer who's business is the only thing that's going to die quicker than he is?"

There's barely stiffled hope supressed under Pepper's professionalism. 

Tony smirks. "Yep, I think Mr. Ellis even smiled. The kid's got charm! Who knew."

Pepper glances at Peter in consideration. 

"Peter have you ever considered pursuing anything further in business? Engineering is great, but if you really want to be successful it's incredibly important to build interpersonal skills, leadership, and even current market and finance knowledge. I mean you might want to sell your designs one day, or start a company." 

"Oh, I haven't really-"

"You could shadow me! I mean interning with a CEO is a once in a lifetime opportunity, it would give you a glowing resume, and I know a lot more about this stuff than Tony. He didn't even perform his executive duties when he actually was the CEO."

Pepper has that gleam in her eyes, the one she gets when men call her sweetheart, or when Tony isn't even dressed for their reservation that started ten minutes ago. 

It means she's already had the argument in her head. 

Peter is still stuttering, flustered with this side of Pepper. Her business face isn't usually directed at him, and it's a far cry from the woman who sends him home with leftovers from dinner. 

"Wait wait wait, are you trying to steal my intern?" Tony asks incredulously. 

"If anyone even needs an intern Tony it would be me. I have to babysit you and the company, meanwhile you just need him to hand you wrenches. Competent help is hard to find these days and you're wasting his talents." 

"Um, excuse me, he's the only thing keeping me together. You already have your fancy day planner and Excel spreadsheets, I need him to get me out of the house. He's the only thing keeping me a responsible adult, if you take away my emotional support intern then I will not attend a single meeting for the rest of the quarter." 

"You are such a man child!"

"La la la la can't hear youuu," Tony says with his fingers in his ears.

"Um, guys, I think people are staring."

Peter tugs on the corner of Tony's sleeve to get him to unplug his ears, glancing nervously at the groups of people sending them judgemental stares. The three of them give a wave and pleasant smile, most of the crowd continuing to move along on the grey carpet at the sight of their unsettling synchronicity and false turn of the lips. 

Pepper speaks through her teeth, a grin still presented at passers-by. "Fine, you can keep him, but only because he's doing half my job for me. The only person you can emotionally regulate around and it's a teenager. I'm glad you finally found someone who can keep you entertained." 

"Love you too honey," Tony says while putting a hand on the small of her back and kissing her cheek. He sighs, looking around the room at all the government officials who think these tech companies are spying on them. 

Apparently a surveillance state is only cool when they do it to manipulate their incarceration numbers, rig elections and lobby votes, and not for data mining and targeted ads. 

"I say we hit the cheese and crackers, take an awkward amount of sips from those tiny water bottles, and then speak to some old ladies till we have to do our presentation."

"Sounds great Mr. Stark. Will you make sure they don't grab my face again? I smelled like old lady perfume at school and Flash started making fun of me for stealing people's grandmas."

Tony looks into Peter's eyes questioningly and finds nothing but sincerity and resignation in them. 

"Well. Not my fault your cheeks are so gosh darn cute. But I'll do my best," he wraps an arm around the shorter and starts heading through the room again. 

The weight is comforting. Peter used to get anxious at these events, but Tony never leaves his side and is always looking at him like he's the Michaelangelo in the center of every room. He became accustomed to being Mr. Stark's favourite part of the event. While that may not seem difficult, especially considering the droning lectures and snooty company, it always feels special making jokes about people's ridiculous work jargon, and comparing the staleness of crackers at conferences. 

"Emotional support intern huh?" he says smugly. 

Tony glances at him, but instead of scoffing or denying anything, he just speaks with honesty. "You and Pepper are the best, most important things to this company. And to me. I'm really glad you're here kid."

Peter doesn't know what to say. The words stick in his throat while Tony hands him a water bottle with the lid already cracked. 

Peter has super strength; It's completely unnecessary to open his bottle for him. He doesn't point this out. Tony will do it at the next meeting, just like he did at the last one, and Peter will never mention it.

[the-scarlet-witch-22]

The Lark Ascending (A Chaconne Story): Chapter 2 (Agatha Harkness x Reader)

Summary: Ahead of your first rehearsal with the Los Angeles Symphony, you become reacquainted with Maestra Agatha Harkness.

Word Count: 4.6K

A/N: Helllooo, welcome to chapter 2 of The Lark Ascending! This chapter features a very, very special piece that I strongly recommend giving a listen, I'll link an earlier post with the video. I'm going to try to do updates around every 2-3 weeks but it will sadly depend on my schedule. I'd also like to give a special shoutout to 🫂 anon, who told me of an idea they had of Agatha using her baton to secure her hair back. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the inspiration, I hope I did your idea justice. As always I hope you enjoy and feel free to let me know what you think :)

Danzón No. 2

Previous Chapter

The head of marketing for the orchestra, Pepper Potts, motioned to the promotional materials laid out in front of you. “So what do you think?” 

Squinting, you tilted your head to look at it from a different angle, taking it all in. They were certainly…interesting. Your face had been blown up on all of them, some featured you holding or playing your violin. 

“Um….” You trailed off, trying to keep your tone cheerful. “Well, they’re a little different from what I was expecting, but they look nice.”

The last time you spoke with Pepper, you had explained how you were more interested in focusing on the music than yourself, you had even brainstormed on a few different campaign ideas. At the time you thought it had been a productive conversation. 

“I know they’re not what we originally discussed, but we’ve found that interest groups respond better to a face, or rather, the face of what we’re trying to promote,” Pepper explained, laying out a few different options in front of you. “As our newest artist in residence, you are the face, the center focus. We’ve been trying to appeal to a wider audience, as well as a younger audience. This is the perfect way to accomplish it.”

“What she means to say is, your original idea was boring. But she’s too professional to say that, isn’t that right, Pepper?” Tony chimed in from where he was sitting on the opposite side of the room, scrolling through his phone. 

Pepper let out an exasperated sigh, shooting Tony a glare. “That is not right, Tony.” She gave you an apologetic smile, something she appeared to be used to doing. “Just ignore him. Everyone else does.”

Tony checked the time on his watch, before turning his attention back to you. “If we could wrap this up in a few, is there anything else we need to cover?”

Pepper glanced at her tablet, shaking her head. “We’ve gone over everything as far as marketing is concerned.”

“Fantastic,” Tony said, standing up, stretching his legs out. “Let’s get those materials finalized before next week’s Donor Gala.” As he began walking to his desk, he paused, snapping his fingers. “See if we can get Harkness to conduct something? Something more modern, maybe, but not funky Glass modern. The donors will love that. She’s so much more entertaining to watch than Strange.”

“Well that’s not too difficult to accomplish when the man conducts like he’s performing surgery,” Agatha drawled out, and you jumped at the sound of her voice. 

The door to Tony’s office was now wide open as Agatha came strolling in, followed closely by Tony’s assistant.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Stark. I told her you were still in a meeting,” the woman profusely apologized, giving Agatha a terrified glance before adding, “but she wouldn’t listen.”

Tony waved off the apology, clearly unphased by Agatha’s behavior. “It’s fine, Sharon. Maestra! Please, come in. I hope you’ve found everything to your liking?”

“You know me, Tony, I’m not particularly picky,” Agatha replied, enunciating every last syllable as she gave you a simmering glance that resulted in you blushing and looking down at your feet. “But I must say, I’m rather enjoying my time so far.”

“Have you met our artist in residence?” Tony prompted, and you suddenly realized he had no idea of your history with the conductor. “Peps, why don’t we get a photo of the three of us for socials? Ask that one intern for a caption, she’s pretty clever. Kamala, I think?”

Pepper sighed in defeat, fishing around for her camera. “Don’t call it socials, Tony.”

Tony then turned his attention to you, as you finally broke the rather intense staring match with Agatha. “Y/N? Have you had the pleasure of meeting the Maestra?” 

Oh have you ever, you thought to yourself. Agatha merely smirked, arching an eyebrow as you stammered for a moment. “I, um, you know it’s funny you mention that, actually. I used to work for her.”

Both Tony and Pepper appeared to be equally surprised with that revelation, and the CFO’s face lit up. “You’re kidding. What a small world!”

“Y/N was my assistant a few years ago, right before she moved to Vienna,” Agatha interjected, still gazing at you with a look you couldn’t decipher. “I’ve been…quite proud of her accomplishments since.”

She was proud of your accomplishments? You knew she apparently watched a video of one of your last performances; you were curious if she had seen anything else (while also wondering why she never bothered to reach out). 

“Rather high praise coming from you, Maestra,” Tony said, folding his hands across his chest as he leaned against his desk.

“Well I wouldn’t have been able to have done any of it without Agatha,” you insisted, various memories of late night practice sessions with the conductor rushing back in nostalgic flashes. “She mentored me while I was still her assistant. She always believed in me, sometimes even more than I believed in myself.”

Tony nodded, and you watched him silently brainstorm as an idea hit him. “That’s it. The Maestra and her protegee. Who wouldn’t want to see a series of concerts with one of the most beloved conductors and her former mentee turned rising soloist? Pepper?”

Pepper was already typing on her tablet, nodding along to Tony’s words. “Already on it. I’ll book a shoot for promotional materials, and we’ll have the press release ready by the end of the week.”

Tony folded his hands together, grinning as he looked back and forth between you and Agatha. “Outstanding. What a lucky coincidence you happened to be in LA, Maestra.”

What a lucky coincidence indeed, you agreed, giving Agatha a curious look. The conductor shrugged her shoulders, her usual poker face hiding whatever emotion she was feeling. “What can I say, it must have been fate.”

Tony started rambling on to Pepper about various ideas for both the Donors Gala and marketing, all whilst you found yourself getting lost once more in the enigma that was Agatha Harkness.

Eventually, you found yourself back in the concert hall right before the start of that evening’s rehearsal. The meeting with Tony had been rather successful, even if your obligations now included doing a handful of press and events with Agatha. How the conductor felt on that subject matter was a mystery to you, as she remained uncharacteristically quiet the entire time, offering only the occasional sarcastic, witty comment whenever Tony suggested something particularly outlandish. 

Now, as you walked with your violin case in hand, you once again thought about being reunited with Agatha after all this time, as it forced you to think about your feelings for the conductor. Even after all this time, it felt as though a large part of your heart was reserved solely for her, and you weren’t entirely sure what to do with that information. Agatha wasn’t exactly the most open individual, and last time you nearly had to wrestle her feelings out of her. Plus, who’s to say she even feels the same way- you knew a lot could change in five years. 

As usual, you were getting ahead of yourself. Right now, you just need to focus on getting through your first rehearsal, and worry about your relationship with Agatha later.

You greeted a few musicians you passed, and you nearly froze as you saw someone very familiar waving at you. Standing in the front row with her violin case was your friend and formed stand partner, Monica Rambeau. You stayed in touch with the violinist after you moved to Vienna, but she never mentioned coming to LA. Running up to her, you set your violin down before embracing her in a hug, fully in disbelief she was here. 

“Monica, what are you doing here?” You breathed out, grinning at your friend who smiled back at you.

“The MSO is off for the summer while they remodel the symphony building, so a few of us are filling in out here for the season,” Monica explained, and it was then that you noticed one of the MSO flutists, Dottie and the principal cellist, Hope, up on stage.

“Dottie certainly looks happy,” you noted, watching the flutist enthusiastically chat with a few members of the orchestra on the stage. 

“I think she’s looking forward to having a break from Harkness,” Monica admitted, taking a quick glance around to make sure no one else was listening before adding, “not that Maestra was even around for the majority of the season to terrorize her.”

You felt a twinge of pity at the mention of that. Poor Dottie. Agatha did seem to get some sadistic form of pleasure from tormenting her. But it was the latter part of Monica’s sentence that caught your attention, and you gave her a curious glance. “What do you mean she wasn’t around for the majority of the season?” 

Although you and Monica had stayed in touch over the past few years, you made a point to never ask about Agatha. While Monica never knew about your relationship with the conductor, she at least knew not to bring her up whenever you talked.

Monica shrugged, grabbing her sheet music from her bag. “She was traveling a lot this year, and missed a lot of rehearsals. You know how she gets. Anytime someone would ask where she was, she would change the subject and find someone new to pick on.”

It didn’t take much effort for you to picture that particular scenario. “That certainly sounds like Agatha.”

“A few people think she’s looking for a job with a different orchestra,” Monica quietly told you. “But between you and me, I think she’s seeing someone.”

You froze in place, choosing your next words carefully. “Seeing someone? Why would you think that?”

“She seemed different whenever she’d come back,” Monica explained as she gently grabbed her violin from its case. “Happier, or as happy as she can be, I guess.”

You fell silent at that, trying to keep your facial expression neutral. Was Agatha dating someone? Was it serious? Is that why she came to LA? The questions began to pile on in your brain, the biggest of all being why did you even care?

As if Monica sensed your discomfort, she changed the subject. “So, have you met Strange yet? I’ve heard he’s pretty straight-laced during rehearsals.”

Strange? Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the question, until you remembered you never told Monica the news of the change in music directors. 

Clearing your throat, you nervously bit your lip. “Actually, Monica, I should have mentioned this earlier, but Stephen isn’t conducting-”

The all too familiar sound of clapping rang out from the entrance of the hall, cutting you off as everyone turned their attention to the noise, and you were unsurprised to hear frantic whispering at the sight of Tony Stark eagerly conversing with a brooding Agatha Harkness.

The conductor had changed from the outfit you last saw her in earlier that day, opting for a pair of black dress slacks and a violet button down. Her dark brown hair messily fell over her shoulders. In one hand she lightly grasped her baton, while a few music scores were held by the other. 

“Orchestra!” Tony called out, motioning for everyone to gather around him as he walked to the center of the stage. “Unfortunately, Maestro Strange will be taking a personal leave of absence for the duration of our summer season. But I’m very pleased to announce our interim conductor will be none other than Agatha Harkness. She’ll be taking over for the time being, so any questions or concerns are to be directed to her.”

From where you were standing, you watched Dottie’s face turn a sickeningly pale shade of white as Tony went on about what a fantastic marketing opportunity this was for the orchestra. 

“I’m going to turn it over to you now, Maestra. I think you’ll be pleased to see a few members from your orchestra are filling in for the summer,” Tony informed Agatha with a grin, giving her a final handshake before exiting through the side stage doors. 

Agatha leisurely strolled to stand on the podium, her music dropping down with a loud thud as she twirled the baton between her fingers. “Good evening, orchestra. I understand all of you on the West Coast tend to enjoy your relaxed, Erewhon smoothie drinking, sandal wearing, kumbaya lifestyles, but I have a lot to get through tonight. So, I would like to formally invite those of you not on stage to please grace the rest of us with your presence.”

“Sorry, I should have told you sooner,” you whispered apologetically as Monica stared in disbelief at the sight of the conductor. “She ambushed me earlier when I was practicing.”

“It’s fine,” Monica insisted, carefully managing to hold her violin and bow with one hand, while grasping her music with the other. “I’ll see you after rehearsal, good luck!”

While the rest of the orchestra filed on stage, quickly taking their seats, Agatha's eyes scanned the rows of musicians until she stopped, fixating on the empty chair directly to her left. “I see we’re missing our concertmaster? What a pity.”

As you settled in a seat towards the front of the hall, you noticed Dottie squirming uncomfortably in her seat. Unfortunately, Agatha also took notice, and you watched her shark tooth grin widen. “Dottie, I must say I’m rather surprised to see you. I don’t know if I should be more flattered or alarmed, are you stalking me now?”

A strikingly tall woman with jet black hair suddenly appeared out of nowhere, taking a seat next to you, as she gently opened a violin case on her lap. “She’s certainly something, isn’t she?” 

Cocking your head to the side, you frowned. “Who?” 

The woman nodded to the stage, where Agatha was still berating an increasingly embarrassed Dottie. “Harkness, she’s a bit of a wild one. Quite different from our usual Maestro.”

You nodded, watching as the mysterious woman applied a generous amount of rosin to her bow, before carefully placing her now empty case under the seat. “She’s definitely one of a kind. I don’t think we’ve met before, I’m Y/N.”

“Oh, I know who you are,” the woman quipped, a knowing smirk on her lips as she stood up. “Our esteemed artist in residence. I caught your performance with the Boston Philharmonic last winter. Your interpretation of Mendelssohn was…surprisingly tasteful.”

You weren’t sure if she was insulting or praising you, but you chose to believe the latter, offering her a polite smile. “Thanks, and you are?”

“Hela Odinson,” the woman introduced herself as she towered over you, giving your shoulder a brief squeeze before she turned away, adding, “now if you’ll excuse me, I have an orchestra to tune.”

Sauntering on stage, Hela cordially nodded to a few of the violinists who said hello to her, making her way to her seat at the front of the section.

It appeared Agatha also noticed the late arrival, as had she paused her verbal rant, curiously eyeing the violinist. “Nice of you to join us, Odinson. I see time management still isn’t one of your strong suits.”

“Well we can’t all be deranged tyrants, Maestra,” Hela playfully fired back, settling in her seat as she placed her bow on the stand, using her free hand to adjust her shoulder rest. “Some of us don’t feel the need to adhere to strict schedules.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you watched Dottie nearly fall out of her chair at Hela’s comment.

Rolling her eyes, Agatha’s grip on her baton tightened, eyes narrowing. “It’s always such a treat to speak with you, Hela.” Tapping her baton on the stand, she waited for the side chatter to stop. “Orchestra, your revered Mr. Stark has requested our presence at next week’s Donor Gala. So, we’ll be switching up our rehearsal schedule. We’re starting with Márquez.”

Dropping her baton on the stand, she stalked off the stage as the orchestra began to tune, the sound of winds, brass, and strings filling the hall, making her way to where you were sitting. 

“I thought you said Stephen was sick,” you reminded the conductor as she approached you.

“A personal leave of absence is just that, dear, personal,” Agatha waved off your concern, “I promise it’s nothing for you to worry your pretty little head over.”

She looked at you and for just a moment it felt like nothing had changed, as if you were still her assistant and you hadn’t spent the past five years apart. You used to love sitting in on rehearsals, always eager for any excuse you could to watch Agatha conduct. Although you’d never willingly admit it, heaven knows her ego didn’t need it, you failed to find a conductor you enjoyed working with as much as Agatha. While most conductors shared the same stubborn, prideful qualities, there was no one quite like Maestra Agatha Harkness. 

But, as quickly as the bittersweet feeling came over you, it was gone again, and you were left with the reminder of how much changed, how much you’ve changed. Leaving you to wonder if Agatha has changed much too?

Taking a step closer to you, the conductor pursed her lips, humming to get your attention. “Did you hear a single word I just said?” The guilty expression on your face gave you away, and Agatha sighed. “I hate to do this, but I need to cut Vaughn-Williams today. You know classically trained musicians have difficulty with more…wild rhythms. I’ll need the rehearsal time to run the Márquez to beat every single last syncopated rhythm into their thick skulls.”

“It’s fine,” you insisted, and you should use the extra time to rehearse other music for the Gala, but you felt something urging you to do something else entirely. “If it’s alright with you, I’d like to stay and listen? It’s been a few years since I last played Danzón, I’d love to hear it.”

As if she was somehow expecting you to say that, she smirked. “It’s funny you mention that, because I’m short a violinist today. I know you’re a hot shot soloist now, and I’m sure this is beneath you, but why don’t you sit in with them.”

It wasn’t a question as much as a demand, but you didn’t mind. You never did when it was coming from Agatha.

“I wouldn’t say it’s beneath me, but of course, Maestra. I’d be honored,” you accepted, turning to grab your violin from its case, and your expression fell as you saw a distraught Dottie slouching in her seat. “Hey, maybe you could try to take it easy on Dottie? She really isn’t that bad, you know.”

The once familiar scent of the conductor’s perfume, subtle hints of violet, jasmine, and sandalwood, overtook your senses as she took yet another step closer to you. “I know my memory isn’t what it used to be, but I seem to recall you used to enjoy being beneath me, hm?”

Of course she brought up the memory comment you made earlier, knowing the conductor she would torture you with it for all of eternity. You felt your face grow hot as you blushed, before remembering where you were. “Agatha…”

“Besides, I thought you liked how mean I was,” the conductor murmured, in reference to your comment on Dottie, as she stood far too close to you for far too long. “This is my orchestra after all, at least for the next few months.”

Agatha gave you an absolutely filthy wink, heading back to the podium. Raising her baton, she tapped the stand to signal for the orchestra to pay attention. “We’ll be joined by our summer artist in residence, Y/N, for the rest of rehearsal.” 

She paused as the orchestra broke out into a brief round of applause, and you dared to think she looked pleased at that reaction. After a few seconds she waved her hands to cut them off. “From the top, please.”

You were thrilled to find the open chair was next to Monica, and you grinned wildly. “It’s like I’m having deja vu.”

“I know, right. I’ve gotta say, Maestra seems happier than I’ve seen in a while,” Monica said coyly, giving you an inquisitive look. 

“What?” You whispered, wondering what she was implying. Surely Agatha’s good mood had nothing to do with you, there were a few things that occasionally made her happy. She always appeared happier after picking on Dottie, for example, or when one of the interns got fired. 

“Oh, nothing,” Monica innocently replied, getting the music ready. 

Agatha raised her baton, and the room fell silent in anticipation of her downbeat. Then it began, as her hands masterfully began to conduct, cueing in the solo clarinet, piano, and then oboe with a swish of her baton. You loved almost every piece of music you ever performed, but your heart always held a special spot for Danzón No. 2. Filled with sultry and exquisite melodies, it had several different tempo changes that required you to keep your eyes locked on the conductor. In this case, you had no difficulty doing that, as Agatha Harkness was the most engaging conductor you had ever met. 

You were always surprised at how well she was able to connect with any piece and make it her own, with every flourish of her baton and wave of her hands, it was as if she was the one composing the musical masterpiece herself. Danzón No. 2 was no exception, you realized, mesmerized at the sight of Agatha in her element after so long. There was a tempo change shortly after the start of the piece, and the conductor increased the speed of her baton, urging the orchestra to follow her with little difficulty. This was a particularly fun run to play as a violinist, and you allowed your muscle memory to guide you through the familiar rhythms and notes, as it had been a few years since you had last played it, bow moving in unison with the rest of the first violin section. 

As much as you loved being a soloist, there were few things that could compare to the feeling of playing in the violin section. Mastering difficult passages while your fingers moved completely in sync, counting every rest until you were cued back in, it was a special, tingly, heartwarming feeling that you hadn’t realized you had missed until now. 

One of your favorite sections of this piece was the violin solo, and you watched Agatha cue Hela in. The concertmaster was, unsurprisingly, extremely talented, as she used an impressive amount of vibrato on all of her notes, ringing out through the hall. It was a slow, seductive melody, and every shift of her fingers was exaggerated to draw out the intended luscious sound. As you counted the rests until the rest of the section came back in, you couldn’t help but notice the prolonged eye contact between the conductor and the concertmaster. You then thought back to their brief exchange at the start of rehearsal. Did they know each other? Is Hela the reason why Agatha seemed so happy?

The solo came to an end as Hela played her final note, and as Agatha cued the rest of the section back in, she did something you had never seen before. Using the hand not holding her baton, she pulled her hair back, twisting it into a bun before securing it with her baton. Both hands now free, the conductor took more freedom with the slower tempo, leading the orchestra through the gorgeous melody. As the strings took over, Agatha exaggerated her conducting pattern to encourage the orchestra to grow in sound. Closing her eyes to truly feel the beat, you couldn’t bring yourself to look away, completely content with watching her in all her beauty.

Her eyes opened, suddenly, and they landed on you, her lips twisted upwards to form a rare, but genuine, smile. You couldn’t help but smile back, you had missed this; had missed her. You never stopped missing her. The moment was broken all too soon, as the next tempo change was approaching, and the strings went back to the background syncopated rhythm, Agatha beat out the faster tempo with her hands, baton remaining in her hair. It continued on, with the brass leading the rest of the ensemble to the home stretch, as the violinists did another run up the fingerboard. 

Embracing her dramatic flair, the conductor whipped the baton back out, her hair flying every which way as she furiously laid out the last tempo change, and the orchestra followed suit. A final piccolo and piano duet played out as the brass accompanied, and you were pleased that Agatha wasn’t glaring at Dotite at all. The rest of the piece was a colorful, loud blend of syncopated rhythms and passages filled with scales that were embellished, pushing the orchestra forward with every measure, unrelenting until they reached the ending. Agatha conducted the last beat with a final twirl of her hands, effectively cutting the orchestra off.

“That wasn’t half bad,” Agatha offered, flipping back through her score and making half scribbled notes with her pencil. “If we could go back to the beginning, I need to hear more of the oboe when they come in, so strings make sure you stay below that.” She turned another page back, making a huge circle, “I can’t believe I’m about to say this, and Dottie I need you not to fall over, but that wasn’t terrible. I need more piccolo, so play out more…please.”

From where you were sitting, you noticed the MSO cellist, Hope, raise her eyebrows almost comically high from shock, and Monica stifled a gasp. Craning your neck, you watched Dottie nearly fall out of her chair once more, and you were happy for her. You knew Agatha meant well, in most cases, but sometimes she could take things a bit too far. 

In the back of your mind you were still wondering if she had something to do with Stephen’s sudden personal leave of absence, but when you looked back to the podium, those thoughts were swept aside as the woman who occupied nearly all your thoughts was looking at you expectantly, her baton lowered. She didn’t give Dottie a half-compliment because of you, did she? 

Her hair was still flying all over, as it was even more uncontrollable than normal, and you could make out the beads of sweat on her forehead from the effort of conducting such a fast-paced, intense piece. A rather intrusive thought popped in your head as you stared, reminding you the last time you had seen the conductor that out of breath and glistening with sweat was when you were naked in her bed with her fingers curling inside you as she counted how many times she could make you come. 

No, you could not reminisce on those particular memories now, you thought as you tried to keep the blush from spreading on your cheeks.

It hit you full force, for what felt like the millionth time, how much you had missed Agatha Harkness. But here she was, in all her glory, looking at you for some sort of response and all you could do was stare dumbly at her, trying to wordlessly convey every thought, every feeling you had bottled up for the past five years. 

“Thank you,” you mouthed to Agatha, grateful if she had indeed listened to you.

Finally raising her baton, Agatha gave you a wink, another one of those special, rare smiles on her face. “Let’s take it from the top!”

[rs-hawk]

I submitted the idea for day two and I just wanted to say I loved it so much! I’m a huge fan of your work and really appreciate you indulging us with your talent ♥️

If you’re still taking B&B ideas, I love the idea of the Beast using the magic mirror and it always showing Belle. And he, frustrated by what he sees, shaking the mirror like a magic eight ball, but it allows for him to learn about her and fall for her.

But also… Beast having a hard time taking off Belle’s ball gown with his big claws, so she gives him a strip tease and leaves him high and dry as payback for ruining her other dresses.

Use whatever you like, or none at all 😊

Okay crying?? Thank you so much. I love getting to write and the fact that I get so much love is sometimes overwhelming. While I'm not making enough off my writing to live off of, the fact that I'm making anything is amazing to me. I appreciate it more than I can say that you enjoyed it enough to request another post. It's like that old meme "They like me. They really like me!". Lol. Anyway, Day Five 😭 ❤️

CW: this post contains graphic depictions and smut. This is intended for an 18+ audience. Knotting, excessive cum, talks of pregnancy, light pain and blood, etc

After the previous day’s encounter, Belle was too embarrassed to see Beast. She just wanted a small break. Her feelings about him were still so mixed up, and she was so sore that with every step she could still feel how he stretched her. It made her cheeks flush red every time she thought of it.

“Belle, the Master requests you for dinner,” Cogsworth announced outside of her door.

“I’m not hungry. I don’t feel very well,” she called out, curling up on her bed.

The clock did his best to encourage her to come out, but ultimately, he gave up. Just as her wardrobe did. Her pussy ached to feel the Beast again, but she knew that she could never go and ask him for that. Her head was still spinning from the day prior, especially the surprisingly tender kiss they shared. Absent mindedly, her fingers grazed her lips, still swollen and puffy from their shared kisses.

When Beast found out Belle wasn’t coming, his heart sank. Had he hurt her? Or did she not enjoy herself as much as he had thought? Growling to himself, he stalked back up to the West Wing. His claws curled around the mirror he held.

“Show me my girl. Show me Belle,” he asked of it.

The mirror obliged after a moment, showing Belle in her bed. Her fingers were on her lips, a small smile tugging at the corners. The sight made his heart skip a beat. Was she thinking about him? She laid in the bed, one hand slipping under her blanket. Was she touching herself? If she was, was she thinking about last night?

In annoyance, he shook the mirror. “Give me a better view!” he demanded of it, shaking it as if that would chance the angle he was shown.

Of course it didn’t, so in frustration, he tossed the mirror aside. Yet, after a moment, he picked it back up. He spent the rest of the night watching her, and from then on, every moment she wasn't with her, he was watching her. He saw the things that made her laugh so loud she snorted, and that made her just give a small half smile. He was obsessed with that mirror because he thought that that was the only way that he would ever be close to her again.

Eventually she was able to be around him again without feeling like she was reliving the feeling of his brutal pace once again. When Mrs. Potts set up a date for the two of them, she shyly agreed. The wardrobe helped her get dressed, but she knew the basics of how to take it off. It would just need to be slightly loosened. Just enough for her to be able to pull the cords from. The underclothes were easy enough to take off.

After the dance, she was happy to be close to him again, as he was with her. The mirror lay forgotten in his room. He only had eyes for the gorgeous woman standing in front of him, her gloved hands caressing his arms, his fur.

"Do you want to come back to my room?" Belle asked in a soft voice, knowing that the wardrobe would scamper off at the sight of the Beast, leaving the two of them alone.

A low groan left his throat as he nodded, "Yes."

The two of them practically sprinted to her room, him scooping her up in his arms when they got close. Just as Belle predicted, the wardrobe ran off out of her room as Beast came in. With a gentleness that made Belle's heart soften even more, he set her on the bed. His claws immediately were on her gown, trying to undo the intricate lacework of the corset top.

After a few moments, he huffed in frustration. "Why do these things have to be so difficult?"

He raised up a paw, clearly to just rip the dress off of her, but she jumped up. "No! It's gorgeous. I can take it off myself."

Beast relented, feeling bad for upsetting Belle again. He hadn't thought of how she would feel getting a gown that was so high quality, and then him immediately wanting to destroy it. "Alright."

Belle smiled. As she slipped off her gloves, tossing them onto the bed besides Beast, she thought about how the last time they were alone together, he had ripped her dress. Her favorite dress. Maybe she could show Beast how it would feel to no longer have something you enjoyed.

A mischievous idea formed in her head as she slowly began to undo the dress in the back. Maybe she could get back at him, teasing him just a bit. Sure tomorrow she might feel a little guilty and give herself to him, but for tonight, she wanted to be at least somewhat in control.

Beast's hungry eyes followed every movement of her body. The way she slightly jutted out one hip as she was unlacing the corset. The way her hands ran down her waist after she dropped the gown to the floor. When she had gotten the hoop and underskirt off, leaving her in little more than a glorified ruffled one piece, she made her way over to him.

His mouth was watering as she closer to him, dropping the remainder of her clothes to the floor. The air between them was almost thick enough to taste. However, when he reached for her, she stepped back.

"What are you doing?" he asked in an almost hoarse voice.

Almost coyly, she smiled, leaning over to grab a simple nightgown that she had set out before she left. Slipping it on, she smoothed it out, hiding what the Beast considered the glorious sight of her body. "I'm getting ready for bed. I did enjoy seeing you like this tonight though. Maybe we should have breakfast together."

Stunned, frustrated, and a little confused, he started to protest as Belle led him out of a room, but she shut the door in his face, silencing any further protests. At least he had the mirror to watch her as he touched himself. Maybe she would touch herself for him too. At least then he would get something out of tonight.

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[mostly-marvel-musings]

Where Do We Go From Here - Part 2

Summary: Two funerals. Two couples. A tragedy like no other. And one big secret.

A/N: Written for @fandom-free-bingo Here’s something different, I hope you enjoy it. Leave a comment, heart and reblog if you enjoyed the story.

Pairing: Tony Stark x Pepper Potts, F! Reader x Rhodey, Tony Stark x Reader (eventually)

Warning: 18+ angst, minors DNI, death, infidelity, smoking, mentions of self-harm and suicide. Hurt comfort.

Word count: 2721

Square filled: We deserve much better than we’ve had

Read Part 1 here

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“I love you, Mr. Rhodes.”

“I love you more, Mrs. Rhodes.”

Content.

That was a primary feeling among others, contentment and giddiness. It was the happiest day of your life. You had married your love, James Rhodes. The ceremony was everything you had wished for and more, all of your friends and family watched happily as you exchanged vows and rings, grinning ear to ear as you were declared man and wife.

The day you met him, or rather evening at Tony Stark’s party, hadn’t been the most perfect. Hell, you were too wasted to even remember but Rhodey had dropped you home - more like carried you, tucked you in bed, and left some Advil along with a note like a gentleman, a tiny smiley face with his number that had you giggling like a teenager. And that was the beginning of your relationship.

And exactly six months later you were dancing to your favorite song with your new husband who had a firm arm around your back, the other holding your hand while you lay your cheek against his chest, loving every minute of the moment. The song ended and you broke apart, reluctantly letting him go, you pecked him on his lips a couple times before excusing yourself to use the ladies room.

The door seemed to be locked so you gave a soft knock, frowning when you heard muffled voices of what sounded like two people arguing. Twisting the knob, you entered anyway because you couldn’t wait and stumbled on Tony and Pepper. They had been squabbling.

“I’m really sorry guys, I–I couldn’t wait.” you hurried into a stall, gathering your wedding gown as best as you could. You heard Pepper storm off, the clicking of her heels wasn’t exactly silent, before Tony’s footsteps receded soon after. As you headed out, Tony had been leaning against the opposite wall, looking tired and mildly irritated.

“All okay?” you asked, genuinely concerned for two of your closest friends. He waved his hand in dismissal and shrugged, giving you a tight-lipped smile.

“Was that payback for me accidentally walking in on you in your bridal gown?” Tony jested, making you giggle as well as recalled the moment that happened just a few hours ago. Someone incorrectly told Tony about Rhodey’s room and he had barged in on you with two of your bridesmaids after you had just put on your wedding dress. He could’ve sworn his heart had stopped at that moment. You were stunning, so beautiful he actually struggled to form words. Clearing his throat awkwardly, Tony had left, not before giving you a once over, the image of you had been stuck in his mind for posterity. He couldn’t help but feel how lucky his best friend was.

“Oh God no! That was um, I just really had to go. I didn’t know you guys would be in there, arguing.” you blinked, shuffling from one foot to the other.

“While women’s bathrooms are at the top of my list for quarreling, I’m sorry you had to see that.”

Tony had a knack for making a joke out of serious situations, you knew that, you wondered if that was one of the reasons for him and Pepper arguing. Pepper, as far as you knew, was a no-nonsense person. As the two of you walked back towards the hall, you saw your new husband deep in conversation with her. Thinking nothing of it, you turned to Tony.

“I should probably–”

“Good luck with–”

You spoke at the same time, chuckling as Tony scratched the back of his neck, looking back up at you with a sincere smile on his face.

“Good luck with your marriage, Y/N. I hope you two are happy, and not just for the pictures.”

The sun had risen a few hours ago, heavy curtains blocked most of the light where you lay in the guest bed, working up the courage to face the day. Pepper’s funeral had been another painful reminder of your new reality. People kept offering their condolences to Tony who had his stoic facade on, occasionally looking out for you to check if you were still around. You had made it a point to be there for him, he wasn’t exactly volatile but the man needed you to ground him, probably more than you needed him. Or maybe it was the same. Who knew?

All you knew was if there was anybody in the world who could get what you were going through, it was Tony. And it was the same for him. It was the strangest and the most tragic connection you two had now.

You stood outside your house and stared at it, a house that held so many memories, happy memories with you and James. It was now just walls and bricks. Tony had been reluctant to leave you alone but after much assurance, he dropped you here and left for work.

You went on a cleaning spree once you stepped in, the kitchen had been dirty, your bed was unkempt. Blasting on some loud music that you knew James would’ve hated if he were alive, you cleaned the house. And you actually felt better once you were finished. It was exhausting but therapeutic. Your mood had been lifted enough for you to make a batch of mini blueberry pies to take back to Tony’s. The only thing that you dreaded was opening the closet, conflicted between never wanting to find out what he had been hiding in there and wanting to know everything and be done with it.

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He was smiling. Not believing this was his reality now, everything was perfect, everything felt right. The way it was supposed to be. A comfortable peace settled in his chest as he watched you from afar, laughing with your friend, Pepper as you cooked. A glass of wine in one hand while you stirred a pot with the other, lips curved into the most gorgeous smiles that always set his heart racing, Tony could feel the love radiating off of him.

Catching his eye, you winked, causing him to chuckle before making your way over, your beautiful face forming a frown as you saw the cup of coffee in his hand.

“Coffee? Really, Tony?” you placed your hands on your hips, giving him a stern look.

“And then you wonder why you can’t sleep at night.”

“I mean, I plan on keeping you awake with me…” he trailed off, smirking as he pulled you close by your waist.

“Oh? I didn’t know we had those kinda plans tonight, Mr. Stark.” your fingers had found their way into his hair while he placed soft kisses along your neck, feeling your body mold perfectly against him.

“Now you’ve got your reminder, haven’t you Mrs. Sta–”

Tony jolted awake, the sound of the buzzer outside broke the little dream into a sad reality. Once again, he had fallen asleep on the couch. A habit that Pepper hated, one that had led to several arguments in the past. The small screen by the door revealed your face, Tony’s previous dream flooding his mind once more, making him shake his head as if it could be brushed off.

“Hey!” you gave Tony a small smile, stepping inside the house and immediately noticing the blanket on his couch.

“Were you asleep? Shit! I’m so sorry.”

He shrugged and waved it off, saying it wasn’t a big deal, narrowing his eyes as he noticed something on the blouse you wore.

“I cleaned the house, it felt great! Which I don’t think I’ve said in what feels like forever. I also made those mini blueberry pies you like. Here.” you handed them to him, watching his face light up genuinely after weeks. It made all of the efforts worth it.

“You ate some too, didn’t you?”

“Huh?”

Tony chuckled and reached out to pick up a tiny piece of fruit from your collar, his fingers linger over your skin. Looking down, you noticed the purple-red stain in a couple other spots too, mentally cursing yourself for being so sloppy.

“The stain is gonna set..” you murmured, trying to rub it off with your nails and failing.

“Um, you could wear one of my t-shirts, if you want. I’ll get one for you.” Tony suggested, promptly heading upstairs when you nodded in agreement.

Deciding on taking a shower while you were at it, you turned on the faucet and let the hot water cascade down your body, your weary muscles relaxing under it. Your mind went about this arrangement you had come to, you were living with your best friend’s husband for weeks now, sleeping in the guest bed, dealing with the deaths of your significant others who happened to be in an affair. It was all the makings of a drama movie.

Tony had been your support system, a shoulder to cry on and quite frankly the only person you could tolerate. He didn’t look at you with sympathy, nor did he offer unsolicited advice, he was just there, to hold your hand when you needed, to wipe your tears when you had bouts of anxiety and broke down, Tony was there and that was enough.

Slipping on his t-shirt felt oddly comforting, it smelt of something that was distinctly Tony Stark - a mix of coffee, cigarettes and cologne. Heading downstairs, you noticed him nursing a cup of coffee in his hands as he sat on the kitchen counter.

“Coffee? Seriously? It’s time for dinner, Tony Stark.” you shook your head, your voice breaking him out of his reverie.

His heart definitely skipped a beat. You sounded eerily similar to the dream he just had, two, you wore his clothes which made something bloom in his chest, something that was probably inappropriate. He found his restraint slipping by the minute.

Raising his hands in defeat, he placed the mug away and held out a bottle of wine for you.

“I had this one saved, I know it’s your favorite. What do you say?”

You could use a drink, you thought. Or ten. And the fact that he had your favorite bottle saved made you smile at his thoughtfulness. You had dinner in silence, a comfortable one though before Tony dug into one of the small pies you had made.

“I swear to God, I would’ve married you just for these.” he realized what he’d said the next second, quickly apologizing and cursing himself under his breath.

“I found Pepper’s clothes on his closet, Tony.”

You didn’t want to say it, didn’t want to cause him more pain but it slipped out.

“I burned them.” you added quickly, watching him give you a small nod, as if to say it was the right thing to do.

“Fuck them.” you whispered.

“Yeah, fuck them.” Tony agreed, clearing out your plates. You watched him clean them, noticing he wasn’t wearing his wedding band anymore.

“Are we bad people, Tony?” you asked a few breaths later, staring out the window with your wine glass. Tony sighed, making his way over next to you, shoulders almost brushing.

“You know we’re not, Y/N. We deserve much better than we’ve had. Cheating is a choice, a choice they both made and broke vows. It doesn’t reflect our character, it reflects theirs.”

He was right. Somehow he always said the right things.

“Did you read this in a bad self-help book somewhere?” you jested, angling your body towards him after hearing him chuckle.

“Oh yeah. I’ve got about nine hundred quotes just ready to roll out whenever.”

You felt yourself laugh, a version of yourself that was earlier buried so deep down, you thought she’d never come out. Tony placed a stray lock of hair behind your ear, his fingers caressing your cheek softly as he stepped closer.

You swore your heart was beating loudly enough for him to hear, your eyes glancing down at his lips. Now just inches away, you placed your hands on top of his and took in a deep breath.

“We can’t, Tony.”

“Why not?” he hadn’t moved away, he touched his forehead to yours and closed his eyes, his breath mingling with yours.

“We’re not those bad people, remember?” you breathed, not really wanting him to go away but you had to do the right thing. You didn’t want him or you to regret what would happen in the spur of the moment. He kissed you on your forehead, his soft lips still lingering against your skin as he spoke.

“We are people who repressed our feelings for far too long though. I know I am.” he murmured, leaving you confused.

What did he mean? Repressed feelings?

Opening your eyes, you found his brown orbs imploring yours, saying everything that was left unsaid between you over the years. Cupping his face, he leaned into your touch instinctively, still not moving from his place.

“I’ve had feelings for you way before any of this happened, Y/N. I thought you knew.” he whispered.

You did. You just never found the courage to confront him about it or even act on your own. You were married to his best friend, for God’s sake. And now…

“Would you regret this if I told you how much I’ve wanted you, Y/N?”

Tony had been holding himself back for a long time, he couldn’t any more. He would stop if you told him to, no questions asked, but something inside him said you wanted him as much as he wanted you.

“Answer me, Y/N. Would you regret it?”

Tears filled in your eyes and spilled over, down your cheeks where they met Tony’s gentle fingers that wiped them off. You were waiting for the voice inside your head to tell you this would be a mistake. That voice never spoke up.

“No.”

That simple word was a sentence in itself. It was all Tony needed to hear before closing the distance. He kissed you softly at first, melding his lips against yours as he pulled you against his chest. Kissing him was like coming home after a long, tiring day. It was new and yet familiar, like you were doing something right for once. He coaxed your mouth open to deepen the kiss, a mix of blueberries and wine that felt so right to him too.

Everything else felt like a beautiful blur to you. He carried you up the stairs, never breaking the kiss, laid you on the mattress, peeling his t-shirt off your body and admired your flushed skin. Nudging you with his nose, your eyes fluttered open to reflect zero traces of regret, giving him a signal to go ahead. You could think about the million other things running through your mind later, right now all that mattered was you and Tony.

His clothed shaft made its presence known as his hips drove forward, his head now dipped low between your breasts as he caressed your body. A needy moan left your lips as he peeled your shorts off, fingers teasing your moist entrance.

You undressed him quickly, wanting and needing him to make you feel good. Caging you with his arms on either side of your head, Tony pushed inside your heat, welcoming the warmth that enveloped his cock so well. His name fell from your lips in a soft sigh, urging him closer as you wrapped your legs around him.

Everything fell into oblivion as Tony fucked you, drove you to a point of ecstacy and held you as you fell apart. Kissed you like there was no tomorrow and yet all of his kisses felt like promises, promises of a better tomorrow. A future that would be better than your past, and your present.

[irondadmadlads]

Irondad Prompts #76:

Sick!Tony: Pepper, I can’t stay in bed all day! I have things to do!

Pepper: I thought you might say that. Would you rest if someone stayed with you? Misery loves company after all.

Tony: ?

Sick!Peter: Hi Mr. Stark. Ms. Potts said you’re not feeling well and wanted my company. Which, I’m not sure I’ll be any entertainment because I’m also not feeling well, but-

[winterspiderpurrs]

Pastry Chef Peter Parker.

Catering to a Stark Gala event.

Sure there was a select menu, and Peter always delivered. But he had a simple dessert he thought would go better for the event. So after sneaking it around, and not added it to the bill. Peter set up a small station that he himself would run.

Not many come up to his station. Potts already gave him a look that said they would talk about this later. She wasn't going to cause a scene.

But it wasn't until James 'Bucky' Barnes-Stark showed up at his station with a smirk did more people actually show up.

" You got Potts all riled up doll."

" It's in the contract that substitutes could be used...plus I think this is perfect. Try one Mr. Barnes-Stark"

Peter turns, scoops out some coffee that he grinded before arriving to the event. Presses it down and starts the custom espresso machine he retrofitted. As the espresso pours into a cup, he gets a small bowl and scoops out some fresh Vanilla Gelato he made. Once the espresso shot was done, he poured it over the Gelato.

Sliding it over to Bucky, " Affogato al caffè for you Sir"

Bucky smirked, before getting a small spoon and taking a bite. His eyes widen a little bit before smiling. " Oh Tony is gonna love this..."

He then disappeared into the crowd with his dessert. Peter blinks but smiles. He was proud that his dessert was well received. Especially since it's the husband of Tony Stark.

But he didn't realize what he was getting into. Or how Bucky went to Tony and shared the dessert and talked about the cutey chef.

[wheredostarsgowhenyoudie]

Once upon a Monday night after patrol...

Peter (swinging in through the window in the spidey suit, taking his mask off): Mr. Stark! Mr. Stark! Guess what! Guess what! Guess what!

Tony (who is in the middle of fixing Dum-E paused his tinkering at the whoosh, lips twitching to a smirk which he hid by drinking coffee): What, what?

Peter (beaming so wide): I made three friends today! Well four if you count the elusive one who approached me but shied away from the others. I named them Stephy, Stacey, Gwen and Michie!

Tony: Aha, and what are they this time? Birds? Bees? Iguanas?

Peter (still smiling, brings out a phone to show him a photo): They're cats Mr. Stark! And they're so cute, I love them so much! See. One white, one cream, one grey, one black. They're all cat colors!

Tony (shuffles the kid's hair): Hm-hm. Nice going Underoos. Looks like a menagerie.

Peter (suddenly goes shy): Uhm, could we- I mean if it isn't too much, sir, and only if it isn't! Err, could we maybe, if it's alright with you, go to the petting shop for my birthday?

Tony (felt his eyebrows rising automatically, looking at the camera, knowing Friday is already making a list of pet stores he could acquire): You want a pet? Is that your wish?

Peter (looks down): Ahm, no, I just...ahm, I just thought it'd be fun to pet some cats and dogs with you. It'd be a memorable experience, but uhm, you don't have to if you're busy or if...if you'd rather not. No pressure Mr. Stark! I mean, I just thought I'd ask.

Tony (face softening into a smile): Of course. Tell you what, meet me outside your apartment 10AM tom. We'll get breakfast, go to the pet shop and then the other three places I planned to take you to.

Peter (eyes widen): Really? You'd spend the day with me Mr. Stark? But aren't you busy or something?

Tony: Nope. Not at all. All free for my favorite spiderling.

Peter (is unable to hide his excitement and went for a hug): Thanks Mr. Stark!!

Tony (finds himself squeezed by his favorite half arachnid child, not really complaining and patting his kid in return): There, there, Underoos. There, there.

.

.

Later, several people will receive a meeting cancellation and request to reschedule.

President Elis, Nick Fury, Steve Rogers and the entire board of Stark Industries.

And when they reach out to Pepper Potts to ask what the heck, her polite and professional answer would be simple and concise.

"Code S," she would say, and they would all perk up into a knowing smile, understanding and accepting the code for what it is.

Code S. Reserved for one specific boy from Queens who happens to be Friday's, every Stark employee's and every affiliate's and partner's top priority over everything as per the mandate from Tony Stark himself. Everything else will be put next in line if the code is triggered.

There's even a video/threat attachment to the email to discourage anyone who dares disobey or violate the terms and agreement.

Officially, it stands for Code Superior. In front of Tony and Peter, the avengers sometimes call it Code Spider-man, even if Peter has no idea about the mandate and signed agreement that anyone who needs Tony Stark/Iron-Man to work with or for them has to sign. But they all knew it meant something else anyway.

Code S, in Friday's coding and among Tony's closest relations, could only stand for one thing. Code Son. A spot unofficially but exclusively reserved for one clueless Peter Benjamin Parker.

[holylulusworld]

Sleeping Beauty

Summary: All you wanted was a date.

Pairing: Former Tony Stark x fem!Reader, Jake Jensen x fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, fwb relationship, unrequited feelings, Tony being a douche, implied cheating, mentions of hacking, revenge served cold, Jake being a cutie

A/N: This is an AU. Tony is not Iron Man in my story.

“Y/N, we can’t,” Tony shook his head. You were asking about going on a date again, and it seemed like he was mad at you for even considering going out that night.

“Tony, why not? All I’m asking for is a date,” you exasperatedly said. “We have been hiding our relationship for too long. I thought we could go for dinner or watch a movie. No one will recognize us.”

“Y/N, I thought you knew that this was sex only. We are not in a relationship. I cannot be seen with the help.”

“The help?” You splutter. “I’m not the fucking help, you asshole!” You slapped him across the face. “We have been together for three years. This had nothing to do with sex only, Tony! Even if I was the help, there’s no reason to be ashamed. A job is a job!”

All the pieces suddenly fell into place. Tony only ever used you to have a warm body on lonely nights. The secrecy, all the time you had to hide under his desk, or even the broom closet when someone threatened to walk in on you.

In other words, he was a coward.

“Maybe it’s for the best to end this here and now,” he said without missing a beat. “And you should call me Mr. Stark in public from now on.”

“Tony, I never called you Mr. Stark. Not even before we were a thing,” you sniffled and turned away to wipe your eyes. “How could you change so much? Or were you always an asshole?”

“People could get the wrong idea if you call me Tony.”

“Oh, like we are together or something?” You sneered. “Tony, can we not talk like adults? I know you are scared of commitment and settling down but hurting me like this because you panic is not how you treat someone who means more than a quick fuck to you.”

“See, that’s the problem,” he casually shrugged. “You don’t mean more than a quick fuck to me. It was good while it lasted, but I don’t want a relationship. I told you so more than once.”

You nodded thoughtfully and even cupped your chin. You hummed and dropped your hand from your chin. “I can’t remember hearing these words from you. Remind me, Mr. Stark. Was that before, or after you told me that you love me and that no one will ever take my place.”

“Why do you have to make things complicated, Y/N? We are over and should act like adults. Only because I don’t want a relationship with you, doesn’t mean you cannot work here any longer.”

You tried not to laugh at this poor excuse of a man. He broke up with you and threatened your job at the same time. “Fine, you are free to go and fuck whoever caught your eye. I’m at my desk and check on the latest numbers of the company you pretend to run.”

Holding your head high you left the room. Tony wanted to sneak out of your relationship like a coward, so you had to be the adult and hold back the urge to break his face.

Your heart was battered and bruised, but you were in this position before. Because men are scared little boys pretending to be all grown and tough they hurt the ones loving them without thinking twice.

Two weeks later you were almost over your heartbreak. You finally realized you hung your heart on a man not able to commit and tried to move on. If Tony wasn’t ready to be in a relationship, you had to accept his decision and act professionally.

That was until you saw him getting all cozy with his ex-girlfriend. He even dared to make his revived relationship public to rub salt into your wounds.

Not two weeks after he broke things up with you, Tony Stark, the eternal bachelor proposed to Pepper Potts and showed off his pretty fiancé. He was all over her, and she, well she gave you boring looks and smirked at you.

You knew right there and then that Tony broke things off with you for her, not because he was scared of commitment.

“Jensen,” you looked around the dingy bar. “Why did we meet up here?”

“No hug for me?” Jensen frowned deeply when you slipped into the booth next to him. “We haven’t seen each other for three years and all I get is an annoyed look?”

“Jake, I don’t have time for this,” you snapped at Jake. He wasn’t the bad guy in your story but pretending to be alright while your world was falling apart wasn’t easy.

“Last night you said something about your boss and boyfriend. So…” Jake expectantly looked at you. “How can Jake help you?”

“I-“ you bit your tongue. “I installed a sleeping beauty in someone’s system some time ago. It was meant to be a backup if anything happens to my data on their server.” You licked your lips. “You see, all the data I tried to protect are now…”

“Unprotected thanks to the little surprise you left in their system,” Jensen concluded. He was all giddy and wanted you to pour him in. “What do we do with your sleeping beauty now?”

Jake cocked his head to watch you fidget with your phone. “I don’t know, Jensen. That’s why I called you.” You exhaled deeply. “The man I believed loved me dumped me for his ex, pretending we never had a relationship. He threatened my position within his company and rubbed his infidelity into my face.”

“What a piece of shit!” Jake exclaimed loudly, earning funny looks from the people sitting in the booth opposite your position.

“I wanted to be the bigger person,” you sniffed and shoved your phone toward Jake. “I tried to act professionally and move on. You know, like an adult.”

He nodded and eyed you up and down. Jake always had a thing for you but never dared to ask you out. “What happened?”

“Tony Stark started to show off his pretty fiancé,” you hissed her name and wrinkled your nose. “I swallowed the hatred and still tried to be the greater person.”

“Of course,” he hastily said and scooted a little closer to you. “What happened?” Jake asked again.

“After he announced his engagement with that bitch not two weeks after he gave me the boot,” you took a deep breath, ignoring the dull ache in your heart, “he fired me.”

“Is that guy real?” Jake huffed. “I mean…how can he do something like that? He makes us all look bad.”

“Us all?” You quirked a brow.

“Men. Cockowner,” he shrugged. “If a guy pulls a stunt like that, he dooms us all. In the name of all men, I’m very sorry this douchebag did this to you.”

“If you are truly sorry, help me with sleeping beauty,” you pointed at your phone. “Their system is wide open for you. I just don’t know what to do with it.”

“What do you want?” He moved even closer to look you deep in the eyes. “Do you want me to anger him a little or more?”

“I want him to be as embarrassed as I was that night. I want you to leak every dirty little secret he tried to hide. Tony Stark will regret fucking me over.”

“We can’t do it right now,” Jake said. “If you leave the company and only a few hours, or even days later I hack their system…”

“They will know I was involved,” you ended Jake’s line. “You’re right. I was blinded by my anger that I didn’t think this through.”

“How about you take your two-weeks’ notice and pretend everything is fine. You leave the company, and we wait a few more weeks, or months. And when he feels safe and prepares for their wedding…” Jake slammed his fist onto the table. “Baaaam! I’ll strike and destroy him!”

Three months later…

“Signed. Sealed. Delivered, ma’am,” Jake grinned as you stared at the monitors at his penthouse in disbelief. “I got you good, Tony Stark, and fucked you over.”

You clasped one hand over your mouth and giggled. Jake used the sleeping beauty you hid in the system to leak all of Tony’s dirty little secrets. “Wow! I mean…wow! You outdid yourself!”

“If you ever want to fuck someone else over,” he leaned closer to grin at you while squeezing your thigh, “I’m your man…”

[the-halls-of-hatchetfield-high]

(frkjnfrhshgdw richie my absolute favorite)

Helloo! What are all of yalls favorite movies/shows?

-🌌

Richie: wait wait wait, I'm your favorite? ME?

Pete: Hey! Thanks for the question. I'm a massive Star Wars fan, I'd probably bore you if I went on about it but the short answer is Return of the Jedi or The Empire Strikes Back, I mean the twist is a classic, come on! As for comfort shows, I actually really enjoy classic cartoons like Scooby Doo. There's just something so satisfying about the hand-drawn animation.

Ruth: Hi! Does the 2016 slime tutorial of Ride the Cyclone count? Ricky Potts is my spirit animal, I mean...being the most important person, the actual SAVIOR of a planet AND getting to save them all by making love? Sign me up!

Richie: okay but...your absolute...you mean, like...me? I'M your absolute-

Max: uhh hey? i guess...like...peaky blinders? it's super dark and they get to use guns and get with hot chicks...that's the life, man. that's the LIFE.

for a movie, i guess remember the titans. that shit?? it moved me, man. we watched it as a team and...damn, i've never seen a group of jocks sob like that. it was actually really cool.

Grace: Hi there!! Thank you for asking!! I find shows like the Great British Bake Off super calming and-

*checks that her parents aren't listening*

Okay, so...I'm actually a big fan of true crime shows! I just think it's so fun to learn about how insane psychos can be, AAAAND you get the mystery of guessing what happened!! It's the best!! I was a huge Buzzfeed Unsolved fan, I have my own notebook of theories and everything!!

Steph: hey, nice question! lately i've been getting into Mr. Robot, it's given me some great tips for my cryptocurrency twitter debates, and I love how intellectual it is

Richie: but like...of ALL the students at Hatchetfield High, you mean to tell me that ME, Richie Lipschitz, is-

Pete: *Massaging his temples* Richie! For God's sake! They asked you a question!

Richie: okay okay, sheesh! calm your titties, pete!

uhhh well...i mean, i LOVE anime, tough to pick a favorite but if you're going to make me choooose i'd have to go with evangelion - rei and asuka are my waifus for lifus, bro (get it? it rhymes!)

[makelemonade]

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐱 F!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬

Summary: I think the title speaks for itself but basically what movie you and the Genshin men are in

Characters/Relations; Diluc, Childe, Cyno, Kazuha, Alhaitham x F!Reader

Warnings: SWEARING, LOTS OF IT, mentions of blood, rude moms, death, swords, fights, creepy men, gaslighting, guilt tripping, manipulation, tighnari is literally all the animal sidekicks in these, these are not fully sccurate to the movies more like 97% is accurate but wtv

under the cut!!

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❥Diluc: Beauty and the Beast (Live Version)

♫“𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞.”

- cmon he radiates major beast vibes

- so I had the live version in mind for this but its hardly any different from the og other than the songs and extra characters

- the casting would be

-Alice as the enchantress who cursed Diluc

-Lumière as Venti

-Cogsworth as Aether

-Mrs. Potts as Jean

-Chip as Klee

-Kaeya as Gaston

-LeFou as Rosaria

-it’s kinda like dawn winery is the ‘castle’ so imagine it as that just larger and mondstadt is the town that forgot all abt the castle in the woods

-so we all know how the story goes; The Prince aka Diluc is cursed with shit by an enchantress (Alice) for being selfish and is turned into a beast while everyone else is turned into random stuff you’d find in a home and then there’s a rose and if sm1 falls in love with Diluc before the last petal falls then everyone is set free.

-Gaston, or Kaeya in this, wants to marry Belle aka you, but you don’t like him despite how hot he is and then one day your father leaves for the market but gets lost and finds the castle, the beast captures him for staying in the dawn winery and then you switch places with him yeah yeah and fall in love

-Diluc genuinely radiates beast vibes especially given the fact how cold he is at first towards you

-like Diluc is not a nice person at all at the start. He’s rude, has no feelings, is cold hearted.

-it’s only when he realizes that the rose only has like 7 petals left he decided he needs to do something.

-but at the same time who could ever love him? He was a selfish monster.

-however when you escaped the castle and attacked by wolves, he knew leaving you out there to die was horrible so he saved you; getting hurt during it.

-you were contemplating on escaping and leaving him here to die, but you weren’t a monster like him and got him to stand up, taking him back to the castle and treating him

-from then on he was forever in your thanks

-it’s one day when he’s in bed, healing, he hears you reciting something familiar.

“Romeo and Juliet?” He asks with a scoff, turning to look at you.

“You know Shakespeare?” You ask, eyes lighting up a bit as you refused to believe someone like him actually reads.

When he nods, you scoff in shock with a laugh. “Do you like it? Do you have any favourite works?”

“None. Most of his works revolve around yucky smucky romance. I have way better books to read.”

“Oh really? Like what?”

- he has a whole fucking library in the dawn winery and when he takes you to it your shocked.

-in your town you’ve ready every single book but not one from his library.

-when he asks if you like it you scoff, claiming you “love it!”

-so he gives you the whole library.

-it’s then on all his old workers and friends notice how close you two have gotten. They’d find you reading a book to him as he’d try to sleep

-there would be snow fights out in the garden, him winning since his larger hands could make a very much larger snowball than yours

-I think we all get the point; then Gaston or Kaeya comes blah blah he dies

-the last petal falls and you’re like fuck but then you kiss him and OH EM GEE ALICE IS THERE AND TURNS HIM BACK TO A MAN

-he’s hot asf you realize with his red hair andnwjdnjwdnkwdjiwnekwke

-BALLROOM DANCING.

-he’s such a good dancer even as a beast oh my god

-other than that we know the story, but you’ve changed him for the better and freed everyone of the castle and have everyone their memories back.

-most importantly, you saved him and now he could marry you.

Childe; Anastasia

“Now shoulders back and stand up tall and do not walk, but try to float!”

“I feel a little foolish am I floating?”

“Like a sinking boat.”

-He and dimitri both have red hair okay it matches

-well Dimitri had chestnut brown hair but CHESTNUT ID CLOSE TO GINGER

-totally not because snezhnaya is based off of Russia too

-idk even without his snezhnayan background or the chestnut hair he still gives me major Dimitri vibes

-so the story of Anastasia is ur a lil princess living with ur amazing family in snezhnya (russia). Childe is one of the kitchen boys and helpers, and admired Princess Y/N from afar constantly. However, one day during a ball, your castle and homeland is attacked by a wizard, killing your parents in the process. All that’s left of the Royal family is you and your grandma, Childe helping the both of you escape but is attacked in the process.

-running to a train to escape, your grandma makes it on first but you can’t catch up and grandma leaves without you blah blah she cries she misses you

-you gain a concussion or wtv and amnesia takes its place to you, now living In Liyue. after like a decade, Dimitri (Childe) and Vladmir (Pantalone) find out the grandmother is tryna find you and will reward whoever finds you. The two con men hold auditions to pretend to be princess Y/N, and then they see you, someone who looks JUST like princess Y/N and decide that you would pretend to be her.

-THE THING IS YOU ARE PRINCESS Y/N AND THEY DONT EBEN MNOW AND NOR DO YOU

-on the travel to paris, you get closer with Dimitri and on the travel, the wizard that called your family is trying to kill YOU so now your falling in love while someone is trying to kill you all while realizing who you are

-anyway so the casting

-dimitri as Childe obv

-Pantalone as Vladmir (his best bud)

-it makes sense because the both of them care abt money a lot so

-anyway I can just imagine you and Childe with that enemies to lovers and slow pining

-yk how he betrays the traveller in the game

-in the movie Dimitri SORTA betrays Anastasia cuz he wants the money for the reward

-but in this case, CHILDE, decides he jo longer wants the money and just wants YOU.

-Just ugh imagine you walking down the stairs in a gown and Childe can’t stop looking at you ajdnjendiejf

-like he acc has JAWS DROP

-literal drool running down his chin

-it’s not an official ballroom dance hut you two practice your dancing skills on a boat and your constantly stepping on his toes but he can’t get mad and he smiles at your giggles

-Pantalone notices and gives the idea to Childe that maybe instead of the money, he should just have you

-but Childe isn’t worthy of love, he’s a con man, and he needs the money.

-that is until he sees you walk in with that gown and LO AND BEHOLD HE IS IN LOVE LADIES

-you’re at an opera waiting for the chance to speak with ur grandmama and when Childe notices how nervous you are he just

“Everything’s gonna be fine.” He whispered, taking ahold of your fidgeting hand, his lips barely glazing over the knuckles covered by your white glove. he doesn’t make any move to let go through the whole opera.

- however once you realized he was only using you for the money, you get into a large fight with him and end up slapping him

-in the next few days once ur finally home and found your grandma, she invited Childe to table the money

-HOWEVER

“No money is worth of my love for her.”

so he doesn’t acc say that in the movie but I’m adding it here because he NEVER TOOK THE MONEY.

-a few days later at a ball in celebration for having you back,

-ur grandma tells you that Childe never took the money despite your thoughts and he realized he was speaking the truth; that at first he did this for the money, but then he wanted to do it for you.

-you leave to find Childe but of FUCKING COURSE THE WIZARD THAT KILLED YOUR FAMILY IS HERE

-Childe is there and honestly I’m not even gonna explain the fight but the wizard drowns and dies yayayayyaa

-he checks to make sure you’re okay and you’re not hurt after his ass saved u from the wizard multiple times and once he realizes that you’re okay and it’s over, he just smashes his lips against yours, so happy he finally has you.

-eventually you leave with Pantalone and Childe, going to travel the world once it was realized the princess life wasn’t suit for you.

-maybe it will soon, but now, you wanted to have all the time with Childe.

Cyno; Aladdin

“𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞?”

-guys

-HEAR ME OUT

-no shirt,

-both have some sort of animal love (Aladdin’s monkey and how cyno is lowkey in love with tighnari ANYWAY)

-he’s a respectful man

- he may be the general mahamatra but in another life he’s Aladdin, the hot thief. Completely opposite of what he actually is (except the hot part)

-so I’ll be worried if some of y’all don’t know the movie but I’m explaining it either way

-so aladdin aka Cyno is our lil village thief and you are the princess with a overprotective father who never lets you leave the castle.

-one day Cyno is up to his thieving yet on this same day you decide to escape the castle woohoo!

“Morning ladies!”

“Getting into trouble a little early today, aren’t we Cyno?” Nilou chuckled, her and Dehya looking at Cyno with a horrible disguise on.

“It’s only trouble if you’re caught!”

ur not rlly street smart since you’ve been cooped up in the castle so you take an apple to give to a kid who was eyeing it and you don’t even realize it’s sm1 selling it

“You better have a way of paying for that.” The man said, voice rough. “No one steals from my shop.”

“I’m sorry sir I don’t have any money-“

“THIEF!”

“I’m really sorry! I had no idea! I promise I’ll go to the king and get money!” You pleaded, trying to squirm away from the seller who had a harsh grip on your wrist.

“Do you know what the penalty is for stealing?!.” He yelled, his hand on your wrist pushing it down onto a surface and his free hand pulling out his sword that somehow came out of nowhere.

Just as you were about to scream, a random young man grabbed his hand. “Thank you kind sir I’m so glad you found her!” He smiled at the man before turning to you with a glare. “I’ve been looking all over for you!”

“What are you doing?” You whispered as he slowly pushed you away.

“Play along.” He whispered back

“You know her?” The man asked, forcing the two of you to stop inching away.

Cyno frowned and turned to the man. “Sadly, yes.” He let out an exaggerated sad sigh. “She is my sister. She’s a little crazy!”

The man didn’t take his words for the truth and grabbed him by the shoulders. “She said she knew the king!”

Cyno only chuckled, pushing the man’s hands off of him. “She thinks the king is the fox.”

He pointed down to a small fox- his pet fox.

Your eyes widened, quickly catching the idea as you bowed down to his fox friend. “Oh wise king!”

The fox was confused asf but he took the pride.

-you run together and you thank him but then GUARDS CHASE CYNO AND HE GETS ARRESTED WHATTTT but with your authority as princess you command to let him go and he’s free!

-he meets jafar (casting will be seen soon) and jafar takes him to some temple claiming he’ll pay him or some shit if he goes In and takes a certain bottle or wtv

-guys I’m iffy on this part of the story so dont bully me if I’m off

-right when cyno is about to take the bottle his stuoid PET TOUCHES SMTH AND THE WHOLE TEMPLE GOES ON LOCKDOWN WHILE HES IN THERE AND JAFAR THINKS HES DEAD SO HE TAKES THE BOTTLE FROM CYNO WHILE HE TRIES TO ESCAPE

-BUT

-cyno tricked him and NEVER GRABBED THE BOTTLE

-it takes cyno a while to realize while trapped in the temple that the bottle is acc a wish bottle

-he just randomly rubs it and POOF genie pops out and he wishes to get out the temple yayyy

-then he wishes to become a prince for all the money and also does it because he’s like in love with you despite seeing u once but you can only marry a prince

-what is this…JAFAR IS THE KINGS BSF AND HELPER?!?!?!

-jafar tries to frame cyno of corrupting the king blah blah jafar is evil then there’s a fight save the day smooch yeah

-okay onto casting

-the genie as KAVEHHHH

-they’re so similar if you think about it

-abu or the monkey friend as tighnari but he’s a little fox in this

-jafar as Azar (IT RHYMES)

-okay so cyno comes on a whole ass elephant claiming to be a prince and you can’t deny that he’s a lil fine

-you somehow don’t recognize the prince is the very man who saved you

-however ever since your first interaction with cyno In thé kingdom he has NOT STOPPD THINKNG AHT YOU

-before he wished to become a prince he was telling kaveh all about you

“There’s this girl. She’s smart and fun and-“

“And pretty?”

“Beautiful! She’s got the eyes and this hair- and her smile!”

-so yeah he’s vv much in love despite a one time interaction

-but love at first sight is real to him OKAY

-so to try and marry you he wishes to be a prince yet you don’t know the prince tryna marry you that you currently dislike is the MAN WHO SAVED YOU FORM THAT STREET VENDOR

-it’s not until one day when cyno has some RANDOM MAGIC CARPET flying while he’s on your balcony and he invites to take you around the world

-however on your balcony he notices your…pet

“You have a pet….tiger?”

-YOU GO ON THE CARPET WIRH HIM AND HE FLYS AROUND AND BRO WAS SERIOUS CUZ HE SHOWS YOU THE STARS AND EVERYTHING

-you realized once you finally got a good look at him and his hat was off that it was the same man who saved you in the streets.

-this is the one of first times you actually get to be away from the castle and it’s perfect because you’re FLYING on something and because it’s with him.

-let me tell you he gets jealous easily tho

-like he HATES the fact you had other suitors eyeing you up and shit like your his but not officially smh

-so final battle everhone is captured yeah yeah and azar wants to be king but to do so you must agree to marry him and ofc ur like hell no

-the thing is jafar is now in possession of the wish thing or wtv so now kaveh our lovely genie must grant all his wishes

-he’s about to wish for you to fall in love with him but Kaveh says he can’t do that then they get into an argument yeah yeah

-it’s not until you see cyno is free and tryna save you but you need to distract azar.

-so your idiotic self decides to seduce azar.

-yeah.

“I never realized how…incredibly handsome you are.”

-kaveh’s jaw LITERALLY DROPPED and azar shut it for him

“Oh really? Go on.”

absolutely disgusting cuz he’s just ew

“You’re tall…dark, well dressed…”

-kaveh is like genuinely disgusted at the scene in front of him

-but then he hears a sound and turns and ITS CYNO

-he almost screamed his name but cyno had to cover his mouth

-when Kaveh tells cyno he’s under Azar’s command he tries to get the wish bottle or wtv

-so you have to keep TALKING and lil sexy moves to distract azar

-cyno was also disgusted and he hated it sm but to save you he had to deal with it

“And what about that street rat?” Azar asked with a smirk.

You smirked back, walking closer to him and wrapping your arms around his neck. “What street rat?”

-cyno knew u weren’t serious but UGH he hated this

-however azars lil evil sidekick pet or wtv sees cyno and is abt to scream but then FOX TIGHNARI TO THE RESCUE

-however he did make a nose and just when azar was turning his head, you immediately put your hand at the back, forcing him to look at you and you smashed your lips against his

-NAH WHY U GOTTA DO THAY TO CYNO

-he forgot abt his whole plan for a second when he watched it all

-he lowk wished he was azar

-even tighnari stopped fighting and just stared shocked and kaveh’s jaw dropped

-BUR AZAR SEES CYNO IN THE REFLECTION OF UR CROWN AND THEN BATTLE STArts

-once it’s over cyno uses his final wish to free kaveh and Azar takes his place and now Azar is LONG GONEEEE

-however since kaveh is no longer the genie, all of cyno’s wishes are gone and he is no longer a prince and can’t marry you

-but YOUR DAD TO THE RESCUE!!

-he changes the law so you can marry cyno and he’s so happy he SPINS YOU AROUND AND KISSES YOU AJENFJEJJFS

-anyways you guys get married blah blah you’re finally free to make your own choices and both so so happy

Kazuha; Tangled.

“𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐈𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨.“

-HE IS SO FIT AS FLYNN

-cmon they’re both wanted and hot as fuck

-both have some amazing way with words

-so to explain the tangled story since I’m a lil scared some of y’all don’t know.

-if you guys have never watched tangled go watch it pls

-so for quick summary your born a princess obv but some crazy lady steals you as a baby and takes you far far away because apparently the mom ate a magic flower and the magic in the flower came to YOU

-so for the crazy lady who took you, she only did because she needs the magic to continue living

-so because you were literally 1 year old you think crazy lady is your mother as she takes you to a far far away tower and traps you there for almost 2 decades

-you’re hair is like 30 metres long somehow

-oh yeah the magic is in your hair and if you cut it the magic is gone so!!

-anyway one day ur mom is out blah blah and it’s your birthday blah blah and on your birthday there are these floating lanterns at the palace and you REALLY WANNA GO but ofc crazy mama says no

-but then some random hot guy comes through the tower window and because he’s a stranger and you’ve never seen anyone besides your mom you hit him with a pan and he goes unconscious

-he wakes up tied to a chair by YOUR HAIR.

“Uh, I’m sorry, is this hair?”

-you ask him what he wants and tbh I don’t remember the story but you make him take you to the lanterns or lights or wtv and he’s like yk what? Sure

-OH NOW I REMMEBER

-okay so he stole a crown from the palace

-and he found your tower to hide in it and when he went unconscious you stole the bag that had the crown

-so you say if he wants it back he has to take you and he’s like bet

-the dude can only stare as you go through a whole episode of feeling grass for the first time in your life but also regretting leaving your tower because your mom will be so mad when you get back but at the same time you’re finally free yet-

-this happens for an hour.

-eventually he has to reassure you he’ll bring you back

-uhm thing is he tried to steal the crown from you though so he was gonna send you to a tavern filled with scary men and lowk leave you there

-ofc though since you’re so cute all the scary men in the tavern start doing karaoke with you

-I got a dream she’s got a dream dududududuudd

-BUT

-CASTLE GUARDS COME

-Kazuha grabs your hand and goes into this like hidden tunnel under the tavern and there’s like this whole fight scene thing

-you guys get trapped in a cave that’s blocked and there’s water coming in

-Kazuha CANT find a way out cuz it’s too dark

-BUT WAIT

-U HAVE MAGIC HAIR!!!

-that also glows…

-Kazuha is the definition of WTF when u just start singing a lullaby or wtv and ur hair starts GLOWING?

-nevertheless he’s able to see and he finds a way out of the cave

-however that night you didn’t know your mama was currently looking for you…

-and there were 2 people Kazuha pissed off (two random men I don’t have names) who he actually stole the crown with and then ran away from them

-you also forgot you left the crown

-in the tower

-with your mom

-yeah

-she suggests revenge on Kazuha and boy did the two men smile at that

-that night Kazuha had a large gash in his palm from getting you guys out the cave and you ofc have to use your hair to heal it

“You’re being strangely cryptic as you wrap your…magic hair around my injured hand.”

He winces when you grip onto his wrist too tight snd you grimace. “Sorry! Just…don’t freak out please?”

-for you he didn’t

-however…

-once u sing ur lullaby he tries his best not to freak out he stares at his now completely healed hand with large eyes and thinks that something is gonna happen to him

-btw you’re both in a forest around a fire cuz it’s obv ur not gonna make it to the kingdom that day and have nowhere to sleep but you’re ofc gonna go tomorrow

-you guys open up to each other last night and Kazuha was shocked that he felt so relieved to open up to someone he met just 18 hours ago

-when he leaves to get firewood though…

-MAMA IS HERE!!

“How did you find me?!” You ask, sputtering as your mom pulls you into a hug.

“I just listened to the sound of complete and utter betrayal and followed it! We’re going home, now.” Her soft and sarcastic voice turned into a harsh one as she gripped your wrist, trying to make you follow her.

You fought back. “What? Mom, you don’t understand- I’ve been on this Incredible journey and I’ve seen and learned so much! I even met someone…” you whispered the last sentence with a smile.

She scoffed before the sarcastic voice came back. “Yes, the wanted man. I’m so proud! Now come on.” It quickly turned harsh again and she pulled your wrist but you kept your ground.

“I think…I think he likes me!”

“Likes you? Please Y/N that’s demented!”

“But mother I-“

“This is why you never should’ve left! This romance you think is not real. It proves you’re too naive for this world. You think he likes you? Look at you! He’s not even impressed.” She stood a few feet away, arms out as if she was expecting you to hug her. “Don’t be a dummy, come with mummy. Mother knows bes-“

“No!”

She stares at you bewildered. “No? I see what this is now. Oh Y/N knows best! She’s so mature now! If you really believe he likes you, go ahead and give him this!” She pulls out the bag that had the crown in it.

Your eyes widened. “How did you even-?”

She holds the crown out, cutting you off. “This is why he’s here! Don’t let him deceive you, give the crown to him then you’ll see.”

“I will.”

“Trust me, dear.” She did a quick snap. “That’s how fast he’ll leave you. I won’t say I told you so, because apparently Y/N knows best! So if he’s such a dream boat, put him too the test.”

“Mother, wait-“

“If he’s lying, don’t come crying. Your mother always knows best.” And in an instant, she’s disappeared into the night fog, and you can only stare in shock.

You overhear Kazuha coming back and you quickly hide the crown in the bag and then hide the bag behind a nearby tree

“Are you all right?” Kazuha asks, looking at your back as you were turned away from him.

You out on a fake smile, instantly turning. “Yep! Just lost in thought.”

He doesn’t suspect anhtning and nods, going on about whatever topic, and you constantly find yourself glancing back at the tree

-you both go to sleep later and he’s such a gentlemen he gets you smth comfy to put your head on and he takes a rock.

-such a gentleman ugh

-however

-when he wakes up

-there’s a gigantic castle tanuki guard growling right above him and he realizes he’s fucked

-you wake up to screaming and somehow this TANUKI is DRAGGING Kazuha across the ground since his boot was in its foot

-you went to grab Kazuha’s hand, pulling on it and you obv win but the tanuki ends up taking Kazuha’s boot

-you tell the tanuki to sit and then call her a good girl and her baby tail starts wagging as if it’s an actual dog and Kazuha can only be like what the fuck

“You must be so tired from chasing this bad guy for days!” You say in a baby voice, scratching the Tanuki’s head and she nods.

“She’s a bad tanuki! Bad!”

“She’s just a big sweetheart!” You look at the dollar, smiling at the name. “Aren’t you Sayu?”

She, despite being a tanuki who shouldn’t understand anything, is currently nodding her head.

“Look, today is the biggest day of my life- it’s my birthday. And you can’t take Kazuha because he’s taking me to see the lights and it’s all I ever wanted to see! So, can you please not drag him to the castle and get him arrested?”

The tanuki somehow scoffed

“Just for 24 hours then you can chase each other to your hearts contents, okay?” You ask, watching as the animal and the full on adult glare at each other.

Kazuha scoffs along with the Tanuki huffing. “Fine.” He puts his hand out and Sayu hesitantly SOMEHOW shakes it, but makes no move to let go.

You walk away when you hear the kingdom bells, signalling the festival is gonna start, and when you walk away you don’t even realize or see the Tanuki punch Kazuha in the chest.

-so you’re both finally in the kingdom and of course you’re both hiding but now he feels like he kinda needs to make sure you’re okay because he was just gonna leave you there but you kinda saved him when running away from the guards

-also the tanuki is now glaring at him and watching his every move so he can’t leave you

-you also saved him when the scary men in the tavern tried to kill them but then you hit one of with your famous pan and karaoke starts

-he did originally plan to do that but after last night he lowk started liking you and realized you were too sweet and he wanted to make your special day happy

-each time you two- well three now- walk by a poster with his drawn out face, he grabs it and crumples it. Only so no one knows it’s him and because they made his nose look HIDEOUS on it

-when he crumples it he hears the tanuki/ sayu/ yell and he just throws it at her.

-then she throws it back

-you had to yell at them to stop

-so the only concern is your hair as a bunch of people step on it and it’s a VERY crowded kingdom

-he grabs handfuls of it so no one steps on it and no one gets suspicious

-town square though there’s 4 little girls who literally LIGHT UP at the sight of your hair and they braid pieces of it then braid it again so it stays short

-short is down to your feet btw

-when Kazuha looks he has to admit your really fucking pretty

-like he can stop staring and he’s finally out of it when the tanuki is SMIRKING at him and laughing her ass off

-he grabs a nearby flower and puts it right above your ear

-he’s a thief so he steals SOME snacks for you guys and he might buy a gift

-he even buys you a cloth of the kingdom symbol- a sun.

-^ keep that in mind guys

-he realizes he lowkey likes you despite knowing u for one day??

-but you’re so interesting and beautiful and he won’t say it’s love but there’s def smth he has for you

-when he’s abt to buy you guys some stuff you notice on the wall surrounding the castle there is an old painting

-it’s the queen and king and they’re holding a baby

-and it lowkey looks like you?

“It’s for the lost princess.” A little girl said, putting a flower down beside the wall and you realized there were multiple flowers everywhere.

-the eyes, the hair…everything

-she looks just like you!

-but you hear a band go by and you start following them and after Kazuha bought your shit he turns around and he’s like “where the fuck is she”

-he sees you dancing with a little boy and then you start to gather in more people to dance

-you encourage him to come dance and he says no but then Sayu pushes him

-sadly he can’t dance with you as multiple people take his arm and twirl around with him :(

-he really liked seeing you dance though

-not ballroom dancing but more of that jumpey old time dancing

-he wants to do whatever YOU want to do but you guys do have to hide a few times when guards walk by but your always giggling your asses off

-the man takes you to the public library and shows you books you’ve never read before after constantly rereading books in your tower

-HES SO SWEETBRO WJNDJEJF

-the two of you end up dancing again for hours like all the way until sunset and he FINALLY gets the chance to dance with you

-he’s jumping and twirling with you and then you’re pushed together by the locals and you’re really close and he’s holding onto you and ughwkfnwkndns

-but before anything can happen someone yells “to the boats!” and you realize the sun is starting to come down, MEANING THE LANTERNS ARE COMING!!

-he literally grabbed your hand and ran you over to a boat before everyone could score one

-while he’s pushing the boat away from the dock, Sayu is on it glaring at him, as if telling him not to do anything and he only smiles

-he ends up throwing a bag of apples and she stares hesitantly at them then him

“I bought them!” He yelled, and Sayu instantly started eating the apples.

“Most of them.” He chuckled, and Sayu glared again at him again.

“Where are we going?” You asked

“It’s the best day of your life. I figured you should have the best view for the best day.” He smiled.

-he takes you all the way to a spot on the ocean near the castle that was on the edge of the cliff

-it wasn’t too near that all you could see was that but the shape was for sure visible

-he noticed you’re off again and when he asks if your okay, you admit your terrified

-you explain that you’ve been looking forward to these lights for so many years after seeing them from your tower, dreaming about what it might feel like when those lights rise in the sky, but what if it’s not everything you dreamed to be?

-he can only stare at you, reassure you that it will be amazing

”but what if it is amazing? Then what will I do?”

“You find a new dream.” He shrugs. “That’s the good part, I guess.”

-little do you know in the castle your dad is crying because he can’t see his baby and he’s so sad because he genuinely thinks your dead

-his first daughter is gone :(

-acc ur about to make out with a thief on a boat but wtv

-the king and queen are always the first to let their lanterns float, and once everyone sees the lanterns they let their own go

-you always thought it was a festival, which it was, but in reality it was a tribute to the dead princess AKA YOU but your not even dead you just don’t know

-ur a lil dumb cuz how do you think it’s normal every year on your birthday there’s these lanterns and then you see the LOST ORINCESS BABY painting which looks JUST LIKE YOU

-also keep in mind on every lantern there is a sun symbol on it

-the sun symbol is a necklace your dad also has

-I’m sorry I love the dad sm when he started crying in the movie I wanted to cry

-back to you

-you notice the light reflection in the water and when you look up, all the lanterns start to fly up all across the kingdom and far into the water

-when you saw the light you started SCRAMBLING on the boat and you almost tipped the whole boat over and were prob gonna drown again but wtv

-now comes in that song if you wanna go listen to it it’s called “I see the light” or some shit go listen to it with the video it’s so good ugh

-^ onky if you’ve never watched it or just feel like watching it again

-Kazuha looks at you, illuminated by the lanterns and how you look up at them

-you turn to look at him and he’s holding two lanterns, one for you and one for him

-he claims he got it as a gift for you and you sit back down in front of him

-you pull the bag out of NOWHERE don’t ask it’s some magic type shit, saying you should’ve given it to him before blah blah

“I should’ve given it to you before but I was just…” You paused, letting out a sigh. “I was just scared. And the thing is, I’m not scared anymore. Do you get what I mean?”

He smiles, putting his hand in the bag, but not to grab it, and instead pushes it down into your lap, showing he doesn’t want it anymore. “‘Im starting to.”

-HE AND FLYNN RIDER ARE SO FINE UGH WIFNJEJFJSJDJSJF

-IN REWAYCHING THE MOVIE RN AND WHEN HE SAYS THAT JUST UGH

-LITWRAL BUTTERFLIES

-all those days he’s chased down daydreams or living in a blur- all that time he never truly saw things the way they were

-but now you’re here, just watching the lanterns with the most beautiful eyes

-now you’re here and suddenly he knows

-if you’re here, it’s crystal clear, he’s where he’s meant to go.

-he like holds onto your hand

-it’s warm, real and bright, and everything with you is like the world has somehow shifted

-all at once, everything is different, now that the both of you see each other clearly.

-he puts a loose strand of hair behind your ear and he cups your cheek but then smth happens

-he’s about to kiss you but on the main land he notices the two men he stole the crown with

-he looks back at the bag and he takes you back to the mainland, he leaves you on the boat with the bag and claims he has something to take care of

-you just nod, believing him because you’re literally in love

-he feels so bad for lying but he just doesn’t want you to get hurt :(

-he keeps claiming he’ll be back as he walks away, and you tell yourself it’s alright

-so away from your sight he meets up with the two men and they’re GLARING at him while one is sharpening a dagger

-we’ll call him dumbo 1

-he throws the bag to them and he’s about to leave but then he doesn’t notice dumbo 2 is right behind him and he bumps into him

“Leaving again huh? Kaedehara?” Dumbo 1 chuckled, standing up from the rock he was sitting on.

He turned back to look at him. “What?”

“We heard you found something more valuable than a crown.” He said, walking towards him until they wereface to face.

“We want her instead.”

-WELL FUCK

-okay back to you

-you’re starting to get worried because he’s been gone for a while

-but then you notice the shape of a man in the fog and you’re happy!’

“I was starting to think you ran off with the crown and left me!”

-however behind the one man instead came a second, and you realized that was NOT Kazuha

-panic started to settle In you

“He did.” One of the men said.

“What? No- he wouldn’t!”

“See for yourself.” The other smirked, and he pointed to the sea.

You stared confused but walked closer to the water, only to see Kazuha leaving on a boat with the bag.

“Kazuha!” You yelled, but he didn’t look back.

One of the men circled you, touching your braid. “A fair trade. A crown for the girl with the magic hair.”

You gasped

“How much do you think someone would pay to stay young and healthy forever. That’s what your hair does, correct?” The other said.

“No, no!” You started to back away, pleading the men after one of them pulled a dagger out with those large backs people usually…bag you with.

You started running, losing sight of the two, but your braid gets caught onto a branch and you struggle to let it go.

However, you hear sounds of grunts and struggles and you hear you mothers voice. “Y/N!?”

“Mother?” You ran back to the spot once your braid was free, to see the two men passed out on the ground and your mother standing beneath them.

-she starts to claim she was so worried, literally on the verge of tears

-you start crying and run into her arms and when you ask how she knew where you were she said she followed you

-she tells you to leave but you find yourself looking back at the boat Kazuha was on, trying not to cry

-you turn back ti see your mom staring at you with her arms out, and you can’t help but run into her arms and cry, claiming she was right the whole time

-however little did you know it was all fake.

-your mother originally payed the men if they could act like they were actually going to take you so she could bring you back home so she could live

-idk if I mentioned but your hair keeps her alive wtv

-Kazuha was on the boat, but he was actually tied and the two men pushed the boat to make sure it would go to the docks of the kingdom

-he wakes up when the boats hit the docks and he’s yelling out your name and doesn’t realize the current predicament

-the crown is tied to his hand

-the 2 ken wanted their revenge so they decided to put him in and the mother paid em for it

-while he’s being arrested, sayu could only watch with concern

-even while hes being arrested HES still yelling your name

-sayu looks back at the island you were both previously on and now she’s worried as fuck

-so the next day he’s in the dungeon blah blah and then the guards take him to get executed

-that same day for you, you’re back in the tower and your mom let the braids out and all the flowers too

-even the one Kazuha put in your hair

-but you don’t say anything, frowning the whole time

-the girl kinda guilt trips you, saying she tried to warn you and you’re just too naive for this selfish world and then she leaves you in your room alone

-you look at the cloth Kazuha gave you which was crumpled up in your hands and you just stare at the sun symbol on it

-you lay down onto your bed, looking at the ceiling

-but then you realize that all these years trapped in a tower, you’ve painted and drawn on every wall and ceiling of the tower

-you’ve drawn stuff you’ve never seen before but was always in the back of your head

-such as the kingdoms sun symbol

-you look back at the cliff then back at the ceiling anf sit up, trying to get a better look at it

-you have this like hallucination where every sun symbol starts to glow on the ceiling

-and then you get this vision back to the painting on the wall and realize

-your the lost princess

-okay back to Kazuha

-while the guards are walking him through the dungeons he noticed the SAME TWO MEN

-he runs from the guards and grips onto the collar of one of them, yelling and asking where the hell are you

-the one that was grabbed claimed he didn’t know and that some old lady arrested them and shit

-before he could ask the guards grab him again

-OKAY BACK TO YOU

-you walk out the room and ask your mom if uour thé lost princess

-she tells you don’t be ridiculous but your not having it

-but you know the truth and yell “I’m the lost princess!”

-she only stared at you with large eyes before she glared

“Everything I did was to protect you.”

You pushed her, walking down the stairs away from her. Your pushed caused her to fall into a mirror, all the pieces shattering underneath her. “For the last two decades I’ve been forced to hide away from the world, but I should’ve been hiding from you!”

“And where would you even go?!” She scoffed. “He won’t be there for you. That criminal is to be hanged for his crimes.”

Your eyes widened with a gasp, and she tries to comfort you but you grab her wrist tightly. “No. You were wrong about the world. Wrong about me! And I will NEVER let you use my hair AGAIN!”

“You want me to be the bad guy? Fine. I’ll be the bad guy.”

-BAXK TO MAZUHA

-right when they’re about to take Kazuha into the room where he’s gonna get hanged

-all the doors suddenly close around them

-the main guard just scoffed, banging on the door. “What’s the meaning of this!”

-the little shuttle piece on the door opened with a slide, and Kazuha’s eyes widened to see one of the men from the tavern where you sang karaoke with them

-“what’s the password?”

-“What?!”

-“that’s not it!”

-“OPEN THIS DOOR!”

-“not even close!”

-“you have three seconds!”

-when he starts counting down he doesn’t even realize all the doors that were previously locked suddenly opened at the rest of the men from the tavern grabbed the guards holding Kazuha

-the men from the tavern are the crux ppl btw

-the main guard looks back and he’s like wtf but then BEIDOU THE OWNER IF THE TAVERN AKA BEST LADY smacks him with a frying pan and sends him to the ground unconscious

-who knew frying pans were such an efficient way to make someone go unconscious?

-more guards come running in and Beidou grabs Kazuha’s hand, rushing him out while the others distracted the guards

-once out, a horde of guards are running towards him and he’s like oh shit

-Beidou picks him up and placed him onto something, telling him instructions

“Head down, arms in, knees apart.”

He repeated her words with every motion, but then looked at her confused “knees apart?”

Beidou only smirks and he doesn’t even realize he’s on some sort of catapult until one of the larger crux members jumps down onto the other side and Kazuha goes FLYING

The guards only stare

-he ends up landing on SAYU

-somehow she can carry him?

-he literally thanked Sayu for bringing the guards and then Sayu JUMOS OFF THR DUNGEON WALLS and there’s this whole scene of a TANUKI running like a horse thays jumping off of roof tops and then Sayu brings him to your tower

-don’t ask how she knows where it is idk

-he starts calling you, yelling your name. “Y/N! Let down your hair!”

-yes they use your hair to get into the tower don’t ask

-when you don’t respond he starts climbing the walls and then he hears the window open and he’s like oh my god!!

-ur hair comes out he climbs it yeah yeah and goes I to the tower

-“Y/N! I thought I’d never see you again!” However, his words are cut short when he sees you tied up, tape over your mouth and your trying to yell something

-he stares shocked and then he feels this horrible pain and your mom STABBED HIM FROM BEHIND and he falls to the ground bleeding out yeah yeah

-you try to go towards him but your ‘mom’ is holding onto a chain forcing you to her

-yes a chain.

-don’t ask.

-she wants to take you far away so no one ever finds you again

-the tape falls off your mouth and you yell. “No! I won’t stop, and I will never stop trying to get away from you!” You panted. “But I will go with you if you let me heal him. Please?”

His eyes widened, all while groaning and trying to stop the blood. “Y/N! No!”

-she ends up agreeing and unchains you, but then chains Kazuha do he doesn’t get any ideas of following you

-you immediately ran to him, eyes widening at the blood

-I’m realizing out of all the Disney scenes I’ve wrote this is the only fight scene I’m actualky writing

“Y/N. You can’t do this.” He panted. “I can’t let you die with her.

“But if you do, then you will die.” You whispered with a frown, cupping his cheek. “Hey. It’s gonna be alright.”

“Y/N.” He whispered, his chained hand coming to cup your cheek as he leaned closer, but what you didn’t realize is that he had grabbed a broken shard from the mirror you pushed your mother into, and he reached behind and immediately cut your hair

Your mom screamed and your eyes widened, your hair colour going a tad bit darker than it used to be. The now cut hair did the same thing.

The mother was screaming and she realized that all the affects your magic had on her was starting to ware off/ she was becoming old. Her hands went pale and slender, as if she was a zombie.

And then she faded into dust.

You couldn’t care less.

“Kazuha!” You yell, shaking him as his eyes started to close. You brought his hand to your hair, reciting the lullaby but nothing happened.

“Hey.” He whispered. “You were my new dream.” He said weakly.

You chuckled sadly. “And you were mine.”

With that, he smiled, and let out a final exhale as he went limp in your arms.

-you started BALLING your eyes out right there and then; reciting the lullaby over and over again for anything , but there was never anything and he stayed dead.

-you were sobbing over him, a tear falling into his cheek.

-however

-the tear started to glow and then his wound started to glow and he was STARTING TO HEAL?!

-the glow slowly faded and with it going away, HE CANE BACK TO LIFR WITH A LARHE ASS GASP

-ofc after dying the first thing he said is your name

“Have I ever told you I got a think for H/C?” He asked, looking at the darker colour of your previous hair shade.

You chuckled and immediately wrapped your arms around him, now sitting on his thigh.

He hugged you tight and before he knows it, your smashing your lips against his.

-okay I’m gonna be quick with this now

-so he takes you back to the castle and then guard runs into your real parents room, claiming you were found

-they instantly start RUNNING to a balcony and see you with Kazuha

-anyway there’s a reunion, hugs tears blah blah whatever would happen after 2 decades of not seeing each other.

-Kazuha onky smiled over the whole thing and then YOUR MOM PULLED HIM INTO THE HUG

-the kingdom rejoiced for their lost princess had returned and the party lasted for a week

-Kazuha hardly remmebered anything that happened

-the crux members eventually had their dreams come true and got jobs in the kingdom

-thanks to Sayu, crime disappeared overnight ad bf so did most of the apples

-at last you were home and finally had a real family and you were a princess worth waiting for

-everh now and then whenever your out Kazuha woullf take the crown off your head and hide it but you always knew and he’d place it back on your head with a giggle

-a few years later he finally placed a ring on that finger and you lived happily ever after

-he also had all charges dropped against him too so he was no longer a thief!

-off topic fun fact; Originally instead of Kazuha it was gonna be Kaeya but then I acc thought of Kaeya as thé prince from the Swan Princess so I’ll have him in another post

Alhaitham; Frozen

-so we all know frozen is focused on Elsa but for the love story we’re focusing on just you

-so for this you will choose who you want your older sister to be

-whoever has a Cryo vision or a lady u wanna choose and make them have ice powers but wtv

-so basically the story starts out with 8 year old you waking up your sister 10 year old sister

-and your bored

-she tells you to go back to sleep but then you ask if she wants to build a snowman.

-sister has ice powers yayaya she can also make snow

-one day while your jumping shes making snow pillars but you go to fast and she slips on ice and accidentally uses her ice powers and hits your head

-you pass out and she’s crying calling your parents

-they take you to a small area away from the kingdom and.

-it’s mushrooms.

-you know nahida’s mushroom besties or the ones we see around sumeru thay pop up and disappear

-yeah those r the trolls from frozen

-nahida is human but she lives with them

-she tells ur dad that you need to forget your sister if you wanna live because if she hits you again you can die

-she replaces all memories of sister creating snow or ice and replaced them with natural snow and ice and the two of you together so the fun stays

-no one can know of her magic so all do the staff was reduced in the castle, the gates and windows were always closed, and Elsa has NEVER been outside since

-so basically for the next decade your sister doesn’t talk to you, and your always outside your door asking her if she wants to go in the snow and build a snowman but she tells you to go away

-however during this decade her powers got stronger

-it’s not until your 18 when your parents leave for a trip over seas

-sadly their ship goes down and they die

-your sisyer doesn’t even show up to the funeral

-so three years later your sister is finally of age to become queen and it’s coronation day!

-all the gates open and you’re finally outside

-what if you meet your future lover at the coronation?

-well one thing for sure you met someone you liked but not at coronation…

-you almost fall into a boat but someone catches you however he falls on top of you

-your both apologizing and then he finally introduced himself

“I’m prince Childe of Snezhnaya!”

-of course you bump into a prince

-even though ur a princess but wtv

-you end up running cuz you gots go to the coronation and you see him later though

-this is the first time you’ve ever actually seen your sister in the last decade and also the first time you’ve talked to her

-it’s vv awkward but you start bonding over chocolate

-eventually some random asks you to dance and he’s so bad at dancing that your sister is cackling while watching

-eventually sm1 else takes your hand and it’s Childe!! he twirls you around and shit yk the usual ballroom dancing

-okay fast forward somehow you two fell in love don’t ask

-like you do tell each other everything and he reveals he has 10 siblings and he’s the youngest

-4 sisters and 6 brothers

-he asks if you’ll marry him despite knowing each other for 5 hours and your like oh my god yes!!!!

-when you ask your sister for permission she’s like no cuz SHES SMART

-you get mad and cause a scene and you grab your hand and you pull her glove off accidentally

-she loses control and ice magic goes woosh

-fast forward she runs away

-I’m acc so tired and wanna get this post done with I’m sorry if this is rushed but it’s short cuz the main focus isn’t even supposed to be you

-your sister runs away and with her magic she causes an eternal winter IN THE MIDDLE OF SUMMER.

-you chase after her into the woods and little do you know after her whole “let it go” episode she created a whole castle out of ICE.

-I still wonder what she slept on.

-uhm so you leave prince Childe in charge of the king on of sumeru while you find your sister

-your horse runs away from you cuz bro knows he don’t want this bs rn

-your literally in a dress which makes this sm worse because now it’s like Snezhnaya and there’s sm it goes up to your knees

-you do find a shop though in the middle of nowhere at night and ask if they have any winter shit

-the owner points you to their collection and there’s just the stuff you need so yay!

-just when your about to buy it, someone walks in covered in snow and good lord he’s tall.

-he walks up to you and mumbled something but you can hardly hear with the mask over his face

“Huh?” You asked.

He leaned in closer, “behind you.”

You looked behind you to see carrots on the table where the owner was and quickly apologized, moving for him.

He grabbed the carrots then moved to grab a rope and pick axe.

“Where’s all this snow coming from?” The worker, Cyno, asked, looking at the man covered in snow.

“The North mountain.” He responded, placing down the stuff on the table.

“North mountain.” You whispered to yourself.

“That’ll be 40.” Cyno said.

The man scoffed. “40? No 10.”

“Apologies, but 10 is a big problem.”

“You wanna talk about problems? I sell ice for a living.” He pointed to a window and you saw a large sled with a bunch of ice on it.

You winced. “Not the best job.”

He glared at you and you shut your mouth, but only for a second until you started asking questions about the mountain and what he saw. “Did it seem magical?”

His glare stayed but he removed his mask to speak clearer. “Yes. Now back up while I deal with this crook here.”

“Crook?” Cyno repeated, standing up, and the man realized he was fucked- especially when he was thrown out of the shop.

-you ended up buying his stuff for him, and when he asked why, you told him to bring you up the North mountain

-and because you were kind enough ti buy his stuff after being thrown out, he decided to take you

-he owns a pet moose named tighnari.

-it’s funny how all the pet side kicks are named Tighnari in this post

-so while you’re on the sled thingy or whatever, he’s asking you what made the queen go all crazy

“So uh tell me. What made the queen go all ice crazy?” He asked, letting Tighnari guide the sled mobile.

You chuckled yet grimaced. “Uh..it was all my fault. I got engaged but she’d only just freak out because I met him that same day. And she said she wouldn’t bless the marriage and-“

“Wait,” he cut you off, blinking before continuing. “You got engaged to someone you just met on that day?”

“Yeah! Anyway I got mad and then she got mad and then-“

He turned his body to look at you, still confused. “Hang on! You mean to tell me you got engaged to someone you JUST met THAT DAY?”

“Yes! Pay attention. But the thing is she ALWAYS had the gloves on and I thought it was a thing about dirt!”

“Didn’t your parents ever warn you about strangers?!”

You blinked, before slowly letting out a “Yes” as you scooted away from him.

He just trolled his eyes

“But Childe is not a stranger!”

“Childe?!” He burst out laughing. “That’s an Incredulous name. If he’s not a stranger, what’s his last name?”

“….of Snezhnaya.”

He scoffed. “Favourite food?”

“….Raw fish.”

“Good lord- you’re marrying a man who eats raw fish as his favourite food? How in the world are you a princess!?”

“Hey!”

“Best friends name?”

“HAH I KNOW THIS ONE! Scaramouche!”

“Snezhnaya’a got some weird names.” He chuckled with a shake of his head. “Eye colour?”

“Dreamy.”

“Foot size?”

“Foot size doesn’t matter!”

“Have you had a meal with him yet? What if you hate the way he eats? What if you hate the way he picks his nose?”

“Picks his nose?!” You repeated, bewildered.

“And eats it.”

“Excuse me sir he is a prince!”

The man only smirked before looking away with a shrug. “All men do it.”

“Ew! Look it doesn’t matter! It’s true love.”

“Doesn’t sound like true love.” The shit eating grin on his face never left.

“What are You some sort of love expert?” You scoffed.

“No, but I have friends who are.”

“You havé friends who are love experts? I’m not buying it.” You didn’t notice the way the sled came to a stop and Tighnari was looking around frantically along with the man.

“Stop talking.”

“Nonono I’d like to meet-“ you were cut off with his hand over your mouth.

“Shh.” He stood up, holding a lantern up to get a better look around. He turned, squinting into a certain area of the woods and then wolves started to show.

“Shit.” He breathed out before immediately yelling at Tighnari to move.

“What is it?” You asked, fear speaking in you.

“Wolves.” He spoke while lighting a torch.

“What do i do?”

“Nothing.” He threw the now lit up torch at the wolves. “Just don’t get eaten.”

“But I wanna help!”

“No!”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t trust your judgement.”

You let out the most exaggerated gasp. “Excuse me?”

He pushed you back a bit to kick a wolf that caught up. “Who marries a man they just met?!”

“It’s called true love!” You yelled, grabbing a random ukulele from the back of the sled and swinging it over his head to hit a wolf that jumped up.

“Woah!” He smirked, before a wolf bit onto his boot and dragged him off the sled but he quickly grabbed a rope that was tied to it.

“If i die my name is Alhaitham for my funeral!” He yelled.

You grabbed a wooden stick to light up, turning it into a torch before you lit up something random at the back of the sled. “Al, duck!”

“It’s ALHAITHAM!” He yelled, but did as you said when he saw you throw whatever the hell was in your hands that was on fire

He started to climb the rope back onto the sled. “You almost killed me!”

“But I didn’t!”

His eyes widened and you turned to see a cliff coming up.

“Jump Tighnari!”

“You don’t tell him what to do, I do!” He spoke while grabbing you, practically man handling you as he threw you onto Tighnari. Just as the cliff came up, he cut the rope connecting his moose firmed to the sled, prioritizing your safety over his as he jumped off the sled and PRAYED he would make it.

-he gripped onto the edge of the cliff, looking down to see his sweet sled on fire.

-he just bought that!

-he started to slip but you grabbed his hand and pulled him back up

-you promised you’d buy him a new one later

-you also told him you understand if he doesn’t wanna help you anymore and you started to leave

-in full honestly Alhaitham coukd care less if you died in the woods

-but you promised a new sled and if you die he won’t get it so he does follow after you

- anyway you spend the whole night tryna get through the woods and the whole time you just hoped your sister would be able to remove this eternal winter

-in the morning you start to realize how beautiful the snow and the hanging ice looks

“Who knew winter could be so beautiful?”

“Yeah!”

You and Alhaitham both looked at each other confused when you heard a new voice, and for a second then both of you thought it was Tighnari talking.

“It’s so fun! There should be some colour! Like crimson or yellow- actually yellow is just bad.” The voice became louder with each word and suddenly standing between the two of you was a talking snowman.

You screamed, immediately kicking it and it’s head flew off and landed in Alhaitham’s arms. “You’re creepy.” He said, throwing it back to you but then you threw it back to him and the continuation of it.

The body started walking towards you and you threw the head at it, sending it into the snow.

He stood up, his head upside down. “What am I looking at? Why are you hanging like bats?”

You inched your way closer to it, fixing it’s head.

“Oh thank you! Now I’m perfect.”

“Almost,” You chuckled, realizing this was a harmless snowman. You looked through Alhaitham’s bag before grabbing a carrot, making its nose.

“Okay, let’s start this thing over, hi everyone, I’m Kaveh!”

“You creep me out.” Alhaitham chuckled, kneeling down to his level.

You blinked. “Kaveh?”

“Hi.”

“That’s right! Kaveh!”

“And you are…?”

“Y/N!”

“Who’s the funky looking donkey over there?” He turned to Tighnari and Alhaitham standing beside each other- well moose tighnari.

“That’s Tighnari!”

“And who’s the moose?”

Alhaitham glared and you burst out into laughter. “…Tighnari.”

“Got it!” He screamed when Tighnari tried to eat his carrot nose.

“Kaveh.” You called and he turned to you.

“Did S/N build you?”

“Yeah, Why?” He asked, not caring that Alhaitham pulled out his stick arm, analyzing it.

“Do you know where she is?”

“Yeah, Why?”

“Can you take us to her?”

“Yeah, Why!”

“We need her to bring back summer.” Alhaitham spoke for you, putting the arm back into Kaveh’s snow body.

Kaveh let out a squeak. “I love summer! The sun, and how hot it is!”

“Really?” Alhaitham grinned. “I guess you don’t have much experience with heat.”

“Nope! But sometimes I like to close my eyes and imagine.

Suddenly, he started singing and dancing and you and Alhaitham just stared.

“My snow up against the gorgeous sand probably getting a good old tan in SUMMERRR~~”

Alhaitham crossed his arms over his chest, smirking. “I’m gonna tell him.”

You gasped, hitting him. “Don’t you dare!”

“Somebody’s gotta tell him!”

-so he’s supposed to melt in summer and ofc Alhaitham wants to ruin his dream of summer

-back in sumeru kingdom Childe finds your horse running back but your not on it and he thinks you’re in danger

-so he sets out with his guards to find you

-anyway back to you

-Alhaitham is asking you what your gonna say to your sister and you reveal you had no idea

-kaveh goes on about how sweet your sister is and he doesn’t even realize he’s walking right into an icicle

-“oh look, I’ve been Impaled.”

-your all faced with a cliff and you try climbing it but Alhaitham Is telling you that your gonna kill yourself

-like anywhere you put your foot down he’ll say “I wouldn’t put it there!” And HE IS ALWAYS RIGHT

-then kaveh finds an ice staircase and you jump off, Alhaitham catching you in his hands

-he could only smile as you ran off

-“holy shit.” The two of you breathed out, looking at the castle

-“now THAT is ice. I think I might cry.”

-sadly Tighnari cannot climb the stairs because of his hooves

-at the door if the castle your hesitant and kaveh kept telling you to knock but your scared and he’s like “does she not know how to knock?”

-but the door opened automatically so wtv

“You probably shouldn’t come in.” You told him and he whined.

“What? Why not! It’s a palace of ice!”

“Last time I brought a guy she caused an eternal winter.”

“Good point.”

“You too, Kaveh.”

“NOOOOOOO”

-making your way into the castle your like holy shir begause it’s all ICE but it’s so beautiful

-your lwokey slipping a lot too

-your sister comes out and is like why tf r u here

-and your just complimenting the ice castle and you apologize for everything that happened

-she tells you it’s alright and you should leave because you belong in Suneru

“Actually about that…” you trailed off, but then you heard Kaveh running in.

“Kaveh?” Your sisters eyes widened.

“We built him when we were kids, remember?” You asked.

“Yeah, I do…”

“We were so close, S/N. We can be like that again if you come back to Sumeru.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t.” She shook her head; remembering the last time you were close. “You need to leave.”

-she tells you to go enjoy the summer of sumeru while you chase after her

-plus without her the gates are open and she’s free

-HIWEVER WHOUT ALL THAY

-you tell her Sumeru is in deep, deep, deep, deep snow

-“yeah you set off an eternal winter.”

“Everywhere?!”

-“I’m sure you can remove it!”

-NO TF SHE CANT?!

-with all the stress on her she shoots her ice and it HITS YOU

-Alhaitham overheard everything and he comes running in

-he encourages you to leave and when your like no your sister creates a whole ICE MONSTER and it grabs the two of you and sends you flying down the stairs

“It is not nice to throw people!” You yelled, forming a snowball in your hands.

“Woah woah woah!” He grabbed you. “Calm down and relax Icy pants. Leave the snow man be.”

“Alright.” You sighed and he let you go, but the moment he did you immediately threw the snowball at the large snow and ice man.

-oh no

-oh no

-oh nononono

-it’s the smallest impact but he GROWLS and starts chasing after you two

-you both end up sliding away but once your far and hes still chasing, a 200foot drop cliff pops up

-he gets rope out of now where and wraps it around your waist before tying the other side to the pickaxe and sticking it into the snow and you both jump off

-you both forgot about Kaveh but he ends up jumping off the cliff and he’s fine

-HOWEVER THE LARHE ICE KAN AND IS SMART AND HE PULLS ON THE ROPE

-“DONT COME BACK.” IT growled and threw you guys down

-thankfully there’s like metres of snow so it was lke landing on a pillow

-Alhaitham put his hands under our arms and pulled you out of the snow and you thanked him, both of you smiling

-you asked him how his head was and he said he had a thick skull

“I don’t have a skull.” Kaveh said.

-then he asked how your hair was

-YOUR HAIR WAS TURNING WHITE

-he realized it was because you were struck with your sisters magic and then you asked if it looked bad

-“…No’”

“You hesitated.” Kaveh spoke.

“No! Y/N you need help. I’ll bring you to my friends.”

“The love experts?”

-so he acc brings you to the mushrooms you went to as a kid but you don’t know since you don’t remember

“Meet my family!” Alhaitham chuckled, walking in a field of mushrooms.

You blinked.

“He’s crazy.” Kaveh whispered, looking at how Alhaitham talked to mushrooms in the ground. “I’ll distract him while you run.”

He walks up to a mushroom and pets it. “It’s nice to meet you!” He turned and whispered ahain. “Because I love you Y/N, you NEED to run. WHY ARENT YOU RUNNING?!”

“I’m gonna go.” You said.

Alhaitham groaned. “Wait!”

However, the ground started to shake and before you know it the mushrooms are coming out the ground and becoming slightly larger and they start TALKING.

“ALHAITHAM IS HOME!” They all screamed.

-he’s asking where sm1 named nahida is while all the mushrooms start talking to him

-you just laughed, and it caught attention of all of them as they turned and blinked

-“he brought a girl!” One of them yelled before everyone repeated “A GIRL!”

-they all leaned down and someone pushed you as you rolled over all of them and they threw you into his arms

-he told you to just roll with it

-get it

-one of them is literally analyzing you and says “she’s perfect for our Alhaitham!”

-you both realized they thought you were together and the both of you start explaining that’s not how it is

-one asks you what the issue is with him

-is it the clumpy way he walks

-or the grumpy way he talks

-or the weirdly shaped boots he had?

-but you’ll never meet a fella who’s as sensitive and sweet!

-he’s a bit of a fixer upper, a bunch of flaws, and his best friends with a moose

-they tell you that you can fix him with love!

-is it the way that he runs scared?

-or how he’s socially impaired?

-or that half the time he tinkles in the wood?

-you did not need to know that.

-your only laughing while they list a bunch of reasons

-he tells them you’re engaged to some else and they don’t believe it

-one of them says “SHE HAS NO RING!”

-one of the other mushrooms are just giving you advice on love and it’s so weird but you love it

-SUDDENLY THEY DRESS YOU UP IN A CLOAK AND CROWN??

-he turns around and he literally says “woah”

-it’s not until one of the mushrooms starts to speak when you both realize what’s happening

-“do you, Y/N, take Alhaitham to be your truthfully wedded-“

“Wait what?”

“Your getting married.”

-suddenly you let out a wince and fall, your body turning as cold as ice as another strand of hair turns white

-when you fall he’s holding you in his ice and the commotion sends nahida running over

-she checks over you and says your life is in danger because there is ice in your heart

-if not removed, you’ll turn into ice.

-when Alhaitham asks if she can remove it she says no and that only an act of true love can solve it

-Alhaitham dattes crying you and he holds you while Tighnari takes him to Sumeru, saying you need to kiss Childe

-little did you know Childe is currently hunting down your sister

-she almost kills him but wtv

-someone tried to shoot her and somehow she went unconscious idk how to explain it but she wakes up back in Sumeru but she’s chained up

-like there’s protective shit over her hands so she can’t use her magic

-she’s in a dungeon in sumeru

-okay back to you guys

-omg he’s holding you while your both on tighnari who’s jumping his way to the kingdom and when Alhaitham hears you shiver he takes his hat off and puts it on you and it’s so cute

-he carries you into the castle and when your asking if he’s okay he tells you “not to worry about him”

-once the gates to the castle open he tells the workers who take you to get prince Childe and then Alhaitham walks away sad because literally did you know he was kinda sad cuz he liked you

-but your engaged so he can’t do anything

-your taken into a room with Childe and your like “kiss me”

-and he’s like “what?!”

-you explain the whole thing to him and how your sister struck you and shit and you’ll die if there is no act of true love towards you

-he carries you over to a couch by the fireplace, tryna warm you up

-“only an act of true love can save me.”

Childe’s eyes lit up. “True love’s kiss!” His hand slowly caressed your cheek then moved down to your chicken to grab it, leaning towards you.

He went in slowly, almost torturing you.

However,

“Oh Y/N.” He smirked, “if only if there was someone out there who actually loved you.”

- he explains he’s 11th in line for the thrown of his kingdom and he wants to be king

-so he thought marrying you would make him king here

-but now that your about to die and your sister refuses to be queen

-he can now lie and say you put him in charge and he’ll be king

-The betrayal-

-HE NEBER LOVED YOU

-he starts to take out all the fire in the room, all while degrading you and saying how pathetic it was to wanna marry him after one day

-he grabs water and takes out the fire in the room, making you go cold

-he says he’s gonna kill Elsa yeah yeah wtv

-he locks you in the room and your hair has fully turned white now and your close to dying

-Childe walks into a room, faking his sadness and saying your DEAD.

-Now that he’s in charge he says your sister committed treason and his sentence is death

-meanwhile Alhaitham is waking away but a sudden ice storm surrounds the kingdom and he’s SPRINTING BACK

-your sister managed to escape before the guards came to grab her so now it’s a whole new problem

-meanwhile KAVEJ COMES TO YOUR RESCUE!

-he unlocks the door and lights the fireplace and your yelling at him to get away because he’s MELTING

-he helps you over to the fireplace to keep you warm all while you tell him what happened

-kaveh said he won’t leave until you find another act of love

“Love is putting someone else’s needs in front of theirs instead of their own. Like how Alhaitham brought you back to Childe and left.”

-and you realized that ALHAITHAM DID DO THAY

-BABY HE IS IN LOVE

-“your so dumb.” Kaveh said.

-suddenly a window bursts open and he goes to look outside when he closes it

-HE YELLS THAY ALHAOTHAM IS COMING BACK!!

-“man I guess Alhaitham doesn’t love you enough to leave you behind.”

-you make Kaveh help you up even though your dying

-you said you love Alhaitham and you NEED HIM TO LIVE

-so he’s pushing you all the way outside but the storm is causing the whole castle to freeze and ice isn’t good for you because then you’ll die

-meanwhile your sister is out running but the blizzard is so strong she can’t see anything

-thankfully you and Kaveh end up escaping and your running to find Alhaitham and yelling his name

-your sister runs into Childe and he lies and says your dead and she breaks down crying because she knows it’s her fault

-during all of this your hands are starting to turn into literal ice

-like it was actual ice.

-your hair is full on ice now but Alhaitham hears you and is running

-during your sisters break down the blizzard immediately ends and it’s easier for Alhaitham to find you

-he’s running all the way towards you but then you turn to see Childe with a sword about to hit your sister

-and you run in front of her right when he’s about to slash her BUT YOU TURN INTO ICE

-YOUR LOTERAL ICE JOW

-your dead now btw

-ice = dead

-your sister is holding you crying her eyes out

-however

-nahida said ACT OF LOVE

-she never said true loves kiss

-because your sister loves you so much HER LOVE FOR YOU UNFREEZES YOU AND BEVAUSE YOU LOVE HER SO MICH YOU SACRIFICEDBYOURSELF

-love will thaw the ice and because of this the winter starts to go away like SUMMER IS BACK IN SUMERU WOOO!!

-somehow you guys end up on a boat when the winter goes away

-BUT KAVEH STARTS MELTING

“This has gotta be the best day of my life…and probably my last.”

-Sister gives him a little snow cloud above him so he never melts so we good

-Childe is on the boat and he’s like oh fuck

-Alhaitham MARCHES his way over but you stop him and YOU PUNCH CHILDE OFF THE BOAT WOOO

-all the ambassadors cheer you on!

-Childe gets arrested thankfully woo!!!!

-all the kings and ambassadors are leaving a few days later

-and also a few days later your running around with Alhaitham and you have a blindfold around him

-you said it was a gift

-when you removed the blindfold it’s a NEW SLED

-you did promise him a new one

-AND ITS THE LATEST MODEL

“Do you like it?” You ask, fidgeting with your fingers, nervous he’d hate it.

“Like it?” He repeated with a scoff, before placing his hands on your waist and picking you up, spinning you around. “I love it! I could kiss you!”

He freezes when he realizes what he said and places you down. “I mean I’d like too, I uh- can I- can you- can we-?”

You cut him off with a kiss on the cheek and smile. “We may.” You say before he wraps his arms around you again and pressed his lips against yours, you wrapping your arms around his neck.

-HAPPY ENDING WOO!

-no you don’t marry Alhaitham you prob will like in the next few years

-I’m too fuckinf lazy to write the second movie

-anyways hope you guys liked this!!! Next post idk who I’ll have but I did plan on having Kaeya and Ayato so

-but yeah you all live happily ever after!

[betheflame]

For the TS prompts: 5, 26, or 33 - Stony whichever calls to you the most!

"Get it off my desk" 😘

“PEPPER.”

She pinched the bridge of her nose and got up from her desk. He did not pay her enough for any of this, truly. It’s just that he paid her more than Barnes & Noble did and English Lit degrees weren’t exactly lucrative. 

“PEPPER,” he repeated. 

“Yes, Mr. Stark,” she said as she click-clacked her way into his office. 

“The sound your shoes make is soothing,” he said by way of answer. “The stilettos, the rhythm they make is fun.”

“Thank you,” she said. Pepper was completely unphased by anything that tumbled out of Tony Stark’s mouth, really. Four years and four months–she’d seen it all. 

“There’s an artist,” he continued in what she sincerely hoped was the actual point, “Steve something. He entered the contest for the mural in the lobby.”

“The one that your father took over the selection for,” Pepper clarified. 

Tony nodded. “I liked Steve better. His application is still here, and I need it off my desk. It’s making me sad.”

Pepper nodded. “Can you not just throw it out?”

“Oh, no, I meant give him something else to do,” Tony said. She’d learned early on that his brain and mouth rarely connected in linear fashions. 

“Got it. Any preference?”

“Are any of the break rooms really boring?”

“I’m assuming most of them are,” Pepper replied. 

“Great. Have him zhuzh them up.”

“Zhuzh.”

“Yeah, like make it fancier or whatever,” Tony said with a wave of his hand. “I think it’s Yiddish.”

“Okay, I’ll hire Steve Rogers to zhuzh up the break rooms with…?”

“Whatever he wants,” Tony said with a shrug. “Maybe something to reflect all the locations we’re in? Like the weird arch for the new place we built in St. Louis.”

“It’s not weird because you didn’t want to ride up it,” Pepper replied with a smirk. 

“They wanted me to trust a pod to raise six hundred and thirty feet into the air. No thank you.”

Pepper bit back a wider smile. He made no sense sometimes. “You fly planes a lot higher than that.”

“They are planes, not pods,” Tony responded. “Anyway. Rogers. Art. Zhuzhing.”

“Will that be all, Mr. Stark?”

“That will be all, Ms. Potts.”

____

“I got the job?”

Bucky looked over at his best friend. “Was that a question?”

Steve blinked rapidly as he stared at his phone. “That was Pepper Potts, from Stark Industries.”

“Wasn’t that the mural gig you didn’t get?” Bucky said. He realized this wasn’t a conversation he could keep playing FIFA through, so he hit pause and put the controller down. 

Steve nodded. “She said they found another project they thought I’d be perfect for. Something about painting the break rooms.”

“That sounds below your talent level,” Bucky replied. Steve was one of the most talented visual artists Bucky had ever seen. Granted, he’d seen maybe three, but the reviews of Steve’s shows agreed with him! He just needed one shot to be in front of people with both money and social reach and maybe Steve could stop sleeping on Bucky’s couch. 

Not that he didn’t love having his best friend live with him. It’s just that Steve was 6’4” and Bucky’s couch was…not. 

“No, like, do custom murals. I think it’s for all of their locations, too.”

“Fuck, that means like Malaysia, I think,” Bucky said on a low whistle. 

“I think this might change my life,” Steve said with wonder. 

“Fingers crossed, bud, fingers crossed.”

[sixty-silver-wishes]

wait so I'm thinking about beauty and the beast and the song "something there," where belle and the beast are falling in love. at the end, chip asks mrs. potts, "what's there, mama?" and mrs. potts says, "I'll tell you when you're older." this always sort of confused me because the song is pretty innocent; all that happens is that belle and the beast are realizing that they have feelings for each other. there's no innuendo, nothing that would be inappropriate for a child to know. why couldn't mrs. potts just tell chip that they were in love? and then it just occurred to me that she may have said that because she didn't know if it meant the curse would really be broken. if she told chip that they were in love, that would mean chip might get his hopes up about becoming human again, and while the castle servants are excited about it, they don't know if belle and the beast will stay in love, if it's "true love," or if it will break the spell. mrs. potts tells chip that she'll tell him "when he's older" not because he's too young to know what's happening, but because she doesn't want her son to get his hopes up in case the curse ends up being permanent.

which. fuck. now I'm sad over beauty and the beast??

[waywardcrow]

Timeless.

Chapter III.

Summary: 1943. 1975. 2024. Three different decades, three different lives, three different times your life and Bucky's interwined; he lost you twice, will he do it again?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader.

TW: It can change each chapter but themes of Bucky as soldier and as the Winter Soldier in general, letters between Bucky and reader which are in italics like this, lots of feels, death of reader's sister mentioned, reader's boss being a cartoon villain, very bad headaches and fainting, hospitals, past reader is mentioned to be named Beth but that changes for 2024 version of her so I nicknamed her little bird for Bucky, Ace for everybody else, this will be a +18 story so minors dni.

Disclaimer: Please remember english is not my first language so if I make a mistake or forget something let me know.

Pictures from pinterest and graphic and dividers by the amazing @ firefly-graphics so all credits to the creators.

Previous chapter <<<

Bucky still had your letters, Steve had kept them safe for him when he fell off the train and sent them home before going to the ice, your mother –Beth’s mother- kept them safe after your death only a year later of his disappearance. Your brother’s grandkid gave them to him after he went looking for your family, it was a surprise he knew about him and even so that he didn’t feared him or hated him for his past.

Your letters and his, so well-kept, were his most treasured possession, it allowed him to fill the blanks the brainwashing left and remember when he had happiness at his reach.

Even if it was so hard for him to make you understand his feelings were true.

Sargent Barnes,

My brother’s unit is the 103th, I appreciate your promise and I know you will honor it.

And regarding the other matter, I know you are good man because Rebecca said so and I trust her judgment but I’m also aware of your refusals to meet me in the first place so you have to understand my skepticism is justified.

You don’t have to fight for anything else but the war you’re in so you can come home to your loved ones, what’s in your destiny will happen no matter what, I don’t need you to prove me wrong, just be my friend like you said you will be.

With my best wishes.

Bucky traced your name with his fingertips before putting your letter in its box and then in the safe, breathing to calm himself. He will see you that night and it had to be perfect, he will never try to make space for him in your life again but he could take care of you.

The suit Sam chose for him was navy blue like his old uniform in the Howling commandos which made him feel better about it, still he picked the gloves like a reflex. He would not be close to you but didn’t want that part of his past to be near your presence again.

Pepper was kind enough to invite him, their relationship was strictly professional after she regained some power in the Avengers, what happened with Wanda and Spider-man made her reclaim her husband’s legacy, it was better under her control anyways. She didn’t seem to hate him but didn’t trust him completely and Bucky understood that.

He will never made emends with Tony but will do his best to protect the world he and Natalia saved.

The charity gala was one more thing he will have to deal with to be useful to his team. 

You, on the other hand, were in the brink of collapse, giving in to every stupid tantrum from Mia wasn’t enough, she always wanted more.

Mia wasn’t happy when you finished her work for next month’s issue, she wasn’t happy with your lame simple black dress with long sleeves and white collar hided every curve of your body, wasn’t happy about her driver being on time because she was late and complained the whole ride to the Avengers tower about it.

You were considering jumping out of the car in movement when you finally arrived and you could have some space away from her. The main hall was as impressive as the tower; it was so good that Mrs. Potts could take it back from that idiot Fisk.

Someone guided you to the adjacent room where the party will be hosted and your headache intensified with the bright lights.

“You, come here” your checks burned hot in anger hearing her call you like that but you did as you were told after counting to ten, remembering why wasn’t a good idea to kill her with a silver tray in a building full of superheroes. “Where are the questions?” she hissed when you were in earshot.

“I gave them to you miss Alexander” maybe your calmest tone will work with the brat “you put them in your purse back in the car”.

“Well I don’t have them” she said with such arrogance that made you wonder for the million time how could she be sister to someone as lovely as Harper “so go and find them for me before I have to interview that boring woman” Mia spat with mockery “like I don’t have better things to do than being here”.

Something about her words threw more gasoline to the flames of your anger and the pain in your head.

“You chose to do this interview and this gala is for people who are still homeless after The Blip” there was no point in trying to be rational with her but your family lost everything in that five years, your house, your chances at a better life that you still fought to get back and someone like her will never understand it. Still wasn’t right the way she talked about that and about Pepper fucking Potts.

“And? Poor people are poor because they don’t work hard enough, they don’t have a home because they are lazy” at that, you snorted with disdain and her perfect face contorted with ire “fix your attitude, I have to talk to that woman and I don’t have time for you or for the next thirty minutes I will pretend I give a shit about her dead husband.”

That was enough; the pain in the left side of your head, the black spots in your eyesight, your anger running through your veins, all the awful comments she made about you the entire time you worked for her, about everyone without anyone to stop her… before you knew it your hand took her champagne flute away to splash it in her face.

“You are a fucking bitch, a miserable excuse of human” you yelled at her with the anger pulsing in your heartbeats, how could she said that? Just like Tony Stark there were a lot of people who lost their lives, not just avengers like Natasha Romanoff or Vision, there were simple humans like your sister who died fighting to save people, there were people still suffering.

The whole room went silent and you went back to the present.

Everyone was staring at you and a pair of men in black suits started to walk in your direction so you ran to the entrance still with the glass of champagne in your hand.

You were so fired and even more than that, you were ruined, Mia will make sure of it for humiliating her. Your heart dropped to your feet, what will you do? How will you pay for your folk’s home?

Hot tears ran down your face but before you reached the street a strong hand stopped you. It was when you realized the expensive glass in your hand.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to take this with me” you started but your plea for mercy died when you met the most amazing blue eyes you have ever seen in your life. The man before you looked so confused and some other things you couldn’t understand when the pain increased, your hands dropped everything to hold your head, barely aware of your knees touching the pavement while the agony made the world disappeared.

Bucky couldn’t lose you, not again, why this kept happening? It was like the universe wanted to tell him to stay away from you but what if this had nothing to do with him? What if you were sick and needed his help?

He insisted in going in the ambulance with you and Sam arrived minutes later.

“What happened man?” his neck tie was loose and the confusion in his eyes made Bucky lie to him.

“I don’t know, I went outside from some air and I saw this girl crying, thought I could help and then she had an attack, like- like if someone was hurting her” Bucky made an effort to don’t let his emotions show but the lump in his throat was impossible to avoid “then she fainted.”

Sam was trying to read him before speaking again.

“It’s a little weird that you were there and also you saved this same girl to get hit by a bike a couple days ago, don’t ya think?” his southern accent came to play like always he was trying to convince him of something.

Bucky looked at his gloved hands, he couldn’t tell Sam, he may believe him but Bucky didn’t believed himself most days so it was better to keep lying.

“It was a coincidence I guess” nobody else could know, it was for the best.

“Hmm” was the simple response of Captain America who knew something was happening but will wait for his friend to tell him.

“Excuse me Sergeant Barnes, the patient is awake” your doctor approached him “her emergency contact is coming but she asked for you.”

“Is she going to be fine? What happened to her?” Sam’s presence will not stop him from knowing.

“She is going to be fine, we suspect it had to do with a lot of stress and not taking care of herself properly” the eyes of the doctor went to his left arm when a noise of metal whirring interrupted. If it would be for him, Mia Alexander will have more than a ruined dress to pay but right now you were his priority.

“Can I see her?” the doctor gave him a nod and Bucky muttered a thank you, leaving Sam behind more confused than before.

His heart was racing in his chest, the last time he talked with you –with an old version of you- he was still him and you will never know how even in his darkest time you were his light.

You smiled shyly at the sight of him and it took every ounce of strength in his body to don’t run to your side and kiss you. Your make-up was slightly smeared and your carefully styled hair dishealved which brought some other memories he should not be having when you just woke up in a hospital.

“Hi” he heard your heart going as fast as his, making him feel like the flustered mess you made of him in the 40’s “the doctor told me you brought me here after the incident and I told her to call you so I could thank you.” His stare started to play with your nerves, he was more handsome in person and your self-consciousness didn’t help you “I also wanted to apologize for what I did back in the gala, it was so improper and selfish of me to do that.”

Guilt drowned you since you recover your senses, hoping the raising of money was not affected by you and it was enough for Bucky to move, his protective instinct winning over anything else.

“You have nothing to apologize for, little-“ his old pet name almost rolled out of his tongue so naturally that it hurt him physically to stop it “there’s little petty people like your old boss who deserve more than what you did.”

Nice save, Barnes he congratulated himself.

Your whole face turned in a mortified expression at his words, how did he know?

“You heard her?” it wasn’t bad enough being humiliated, you have to be humiliated with an audience.

Bucky had to use all of his restraint from the moment you arrived with that idiot, he was actually in his way to you when she said all that awful things and he made sure of letting Pepper know while waiting for you to wake up.

“I heard enough” he gave a few steps towards you, reading your conflict perfectly clear in your eyes. The reasons why you didn’t resign before, all the things he couldn’t fix for you without being noticed, finally having a chance to change them this time “you don’t have to worry about her anymore, Pepper will take care of it.”

“Oh my god, does she know what that bitch said? I’m so sorry”

Why were you apologizing?

“It’s not your fault” his brows furrowed and he didn’t think twice before taking your hand in his right one to give you a soft squeeze “like I told you, Pepper will take care of it and I’ll like to help too.”

Before you could answer the door opened again and Harper stormed in.

“What the hell, Ace? Don’t scare me like this!” the red haired woman didn’t notice him when she went to your side to hug you “are you okay? Did she hurt you? I swear to god this time I’m going to put peanuts in her food and-“

“Harper, what did I tell you about planning murder in front of other people?” you remind her, giggling, sending a greedy feeling through Bucky’s body, he missed that laugh.

“That we need plausible deniability” your friend answered like a scolded child before setting her eyes on Bucky “thank you for bringing Ace here.”

Her honest words made him feel weird, didn’t she knew who he was?

“Ace?” he asked instead.

“It's what Harper calls me” you responded feeling your cheeks heat.

“Because she’s so smart and quick and awesome” the love in her voice made him feel a little jealous, in all the time following you he didn’t sense something else going on between you two but how could someone be close to you and not fall in love?

“Well it was my pleasure, just like watching her splashing someone with five thousand dollars champagne” his eyes never left yours while speaking but Harper barely noticed it.

“Please tell me it was Mia” she begged and when you nodded, Harper let out a happy yell “I’m so proud of you, sweetie. It was about time, don’t you think Mr. Barnes?”

So she knew him, why wasn’t she hiding you from him?

“Totally and please, call me Bucky” again, his eyes were only on you. A hint of pain hit you when he said his name making close your eyes “everything ok?”

“Yeah”

“I should leave you sleep” he hated being away from you in times like this but you needed it “nice to meet you. Both” he added.

“Same” Harper’s smart eyes went from you to him; it was time for him to leave.

“Thank you again, Mr. Barnes” he opened his mouth to protest and you corrected yourself “Bucky, thanks.”

“Get well soon, Miss.” He looked at you one last time before walking out, how will he stay away from you after this?

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Hey! I liked this chapter, mostly because we will not see Mia again (maybe) and these two finally get to talk! But maybe I'm going to take this story slowly, feel free to tell me what you think!

Love, Lily.