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too-antigonish · 4 months ago

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The Great S7 Rewrite: 14 July 2024 Update

So here's a brief summary of where we're at so far plus new ideas:

Bone of Contention #1: Opera Rules

So far:

Keep and maybe even go a little crazy with Opera Rules

Possibly feature more of the opera written for S7

Possibly include opera theme towpath murders

NEW:

@oeuvrinarydurian

Throwing this out here because so many of these options are potentially hysterical. https://tropedia.fandom.com/wiki/Opera

I will also suggest looking at TV Tropes Opera page. I’d also recommend checking out the various tvtropes pages for individual operas by title.

Bone of Contention #2: Ludo and Violetta?

So far:

Give them an evil plan that actually makes logical sense

And also make them people that Morse would actually want to be friends/lovers with

Consider extent to which Violetta is “Unattainable Fantasy Woman”

Make Ludo a music journalist, etc.

NEW:

Keeping Ludo and Violetta

@oeuvrinarydurian

Violetta works better as a character if we turn her more aggressively into a black widow, who is fully on board with whatever overall plan the two of them have

Could work fine in Operaville if the various lures Ludo throws out include Violetta and her magical vajayjay.

Part of the fun and engagement is finding a way to make them work. I think it is cheating if we get rid of everything we hate.

I’m leaning towards making them much more loathsome and true operatic villains.

@fanficrocks

Agrees we should keep Ludo and Violetta but ramp up their villainy… not necessarily in an overt way

Making them on the surface believable as friend and paramour respectively for Morse; but beneath, they are fully invested in their villainy

@astridcontramundum

Agrees that they could both be villains.

That’s what she did with them in her “After-comers” AU.

Violetta was actually more of the mastermind in that story, because Ludo tended to give the game away with his theatrics 😂

Specific Ideas for Ludo and Violetta

Fanfic

Loves Ludo as music columnist covering the premiere of a new opera in Venice for the first meeting/supposedly short affair between Violetta and Morse.

Maybe Ludo attends pretending to be a single man because that is the only way he stands a chance at a real coup - an interview with the prima Donna starring as the female lead in the opera (she is well known for brushing off all other women, esp younger & prettier)

Astrid

Likes the ideas we have for how Ludo, Violetta and Morse meet! (I do think we need to keep them—we need a damsel and a villain.

The trouble for me in S7 was that Violetta’s storyline made no sense. If she was really afraid, it seemed she had ample time alone in which she could tell Morse the truth.

And I didn’t mind Ludo as a villain—I had too much fun having Ludo and Bixby go head-to-head in my AU, I think. 😂)

Ludo’s Outfits

Astrid

…Ludo tended to give the game away with his theatrics 😂

Durian

…not to mention his outfits.

mystifying sweater vest and patterned shirt combination that’s burnt into my brain that I find incredibly upsetting. It’s so horrible, even by 70s standards, and I can’t quite figure out what the point of it is thematically . Do you know the one I mean? It’s godawful. I think it’s what he’s wearing when Morse goes over for “dinner“ and Violetta is there. I think M’s wearing his Emo Black Turtle.

Ludo’s outfits, one after the other, just get worse and worse and worse. We have to put together an outfit montage of stills for our storyboard as we craft our villain s/l. Perhaps we can all drop some LSD. Whoever was dressing him clearly was taking psychedelic drugs.

Antigonish

We *must* now include Ludo and Violetta's increasingly obnoxious outfits as a sign of their escalating villainy. Emo black turtleneck Morse should be oblivious and baffled by their fashion choices.

Durian

Elton John's fashion evolution

Bone of Contention #3: Towpath Storyline

So far:

Streamline very cluttered storyline

Focus mostly on is the murderer Carl or is it not Carl

Possibly make them opera related so it is universe within universe for towpath killings. Deranged fan? Thwarted performer? Gives more scope for Thursday/Morse conflict.

Make conflict between Morse and Thursday believable by providing adequate motivation—possibly Morse’s increasingly reckless behavior and lack of care for his safety

While there was a reconciliation at the end of S6, Morse would have still been carrying resentment about having been pushed aside

NEW:

Morse/Thursday Conflict

Astrid

And as for the Morse/Thursday conflict—since Morse is having this affair, and since the case is veering towards the operatic, perhaps Morse gets reckless, putting himself inti danger?

Thursday might think of how he had just gone off to Wicklesham Quarry alone and feel angry that Morse has learned nothing from S6.

Fanfic

Likes the idea of Morse rushing into danger in a parallel with the S6 finale. It is sort of what he did at the very end of Zenana, but if it happens earlier like the middle of Oracle, it would give us a very solid reason for their increasingly acrimonious relationship

Bone of Contention #4: The Episodic Storylines

Raga:

Fanfic

Simplify to story of intra-family tension resulting in the killing of an employee who is also a friend and thus has opinions on the matter.

Move the actual killing to a street corner or alleyway so that the political backdrop (hate-fueled campaign, race-based attack on the Asian teenager) works as an effective red herring

Then leaves the gay wrestlers story to be woven in - potentially as a second red herring overlapping with the first one of race hate (as several of the wrestlers in the group were persons of color).

Loves Thursday’s disparaging parallel between wrestling and opera, and can see how that will really rile Morse

Astrid

Glad you like the wrestlers! I was thinking maybe their falling out could be over who was getting the starring role? Over who would get to play the lead “face?”

Between the wrestlers, and the family drama (love you all’s ideas for them!) and the Ludo/Morse/Violetta storyline, we could have a theme of jealousy and thwarted love and temptation running throughout all of the layers, linking them all together. And tying in to the opera, too, framing it all into one?

Antigonish

If we make the family Bengali, they would work with the idea of incorporating the political tensions in the lead-up to Bangladesh's independence in '71.

Durian

I love what everybody’s throwing out as far as Raga.

I think we could get rid of the poker and debt storylines as well and completely concentrate on some iteration of intra-family political divisions .

If we’ve got to have a murder about money, we can come up with a better reason… Maybe funding some kind of Pro-Bangladeshi political or social cause?

Zenana:

Fanfic

The only bit in the entire episode that has anything at all to do with the title is the Lady Matilda’s college theme… limiting it to women only, and the women looking after their own (so to speak) when they trap, or more accurately try to inflict vigilante justice on, the copycat towpath killer

Durian

I am fully on board with jettisoning the Lady Matilda‘s storyline. It’s awkward.

Overall S7 Themes

Astrid

That quote from Ludo* would be great to use too! I had forgotten he said that...that also brings all of the cast of characters together.

*Ludo sums it up—while also perhaps referring to his crimes—by saying to Morse, “Life, death, rich, poor. It's all a roll of the dice, Morse. There's no reason to any of it. You're not responsible. Some people are just unlucky.”

OK. Next up: a strategy for actually getting this done.

#itv endeavour #endeavour morse #the s7 rewrite #endeavour: oracle #endeavour: raga #endeavour: zenana #endeavour: series 7

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braveclementine · 3 months ago

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Freedom

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

Penny fucking hated the undercover assignment that she was on. It was nothing like being at Blonsky's' mansion.

They had taken her and Violetta to a compound that was right on the edge of the Michigan- Canada border- on the Canadian side. It was a medium-sized compound, housing about twenty girls at the moment. They each had their own bedroom, which would then be the same room that men would use them in.

Her and Violetta had been here for about a month and they were now aware of the situation that was going on.

The girls that had been kidnapped were told that if they served four hundred men, they would be let go. But, they had to do it in a time frame of six years or they would be kept a sex slave for the rest of their life.

Most of the girls here were not that far along, either with their number or with the time that they had been here. There was one girl that had been here for five years, and had served three hundred and eight-six men. So she was pretty close and the closer she got, the more excited she became in the compound.

Penny often spent her non sexual hours, either giving reports into her com, or she was staring out the window across Lake Michigan to the Michigan border. When her and Violetta broke out of here, it was going to be a hard thing. How were they supposed to convince the American police to get rid of this base if it was on Canadian land?

She supposed her dad would take care of it. It wasn't their job to shut this one down anyways. They were trying to find leads of where the trail was supposed to go. What other bases were there, who was the head of everything, and so on.

One thing she did have to say for the place was, despite it being mid- July, it was not hot at all. It was positively cool and it felt amazing. Whether that was the air conditioning in the building or just simply because she was in Canada now, she wasn't quite sure.

Violetta hissed as she entered Penny's room, slamming the door closed behind her. "Fuck all of them."

Penny nodded. That was pretty much how she felt after she got done too. "We're gonna get out of here soon."

"Yeah, I think we're pretty much done here." Vi groaned, throwing herself down on the same bed as Penny. Penny automatically put a hand on her head as she rested next to her. "Maybe we'll be home in time for Elizabeth's birthday."

"When is it?"

"July 22." Vi sighed. "Course, we also missed Ahni, Trang, and my birthdays as well cause they were all in June. But if we get home after August 12th, we'll have missed Ghaida's birthday too. Oh and Steves' of course."

Penny laughed lightly, "I see why you're all friends now."

Vi laughed too. "Yeah, birthday buddies."

A girl screamed outside and Vi lifted her head. "Should we go see-"

"Yeah." Penny swung her legs over and the two of them hurried to the door and looked out.

The young brunette who had been almost done with her servitude, was crying. But she wasn't crying hard enough to disguise her words, "I did my four hundred me! I finished my servitude! You said you'd let me go! I did it in under six years!"

Penny and Violetta moved closer, though the other girls in the room stayed where they were, sitting on the couches and such. Those were- mostly- girls who had accepted that they were going to be here for life, or even just the ones that genuinely enjoyed it.

Penny moved forwards, wanting to protect the girl, but Vi caught her arm, "Don't interfere yet. We can't risk having to break out yet, without knowing where the other bases are."

"Yes, you're leaving." Francisco- who was the head of this compound and the Hispanic man that picked Penny and Violetta up- said. "With this nice gentleman whose going to take you to another base and you'll serve there too. You did rack up interest on the days that no man took you. So really, you've still got about a whole year of men to pay up on."

She sobbed, shaking her head in denial.

"It's not so bad. It's a beautiful compound in my home country." He replied.

"So Mexico?" Penny hissed at Violetta. "And now we can slice his throat?"

"No, not Mexico." Violetta muttered. "I think he's Latino. That's the vibes his name gives off at least. I just don't know which Latino country. But definitely South America."

Penny hissed in frustration.

The girl- who Penny realized she never learned the name of- attempted to make a run for it, jerking the front door open. Francisco sighed, raising his gun. Penny screamed, but the girl didn't make it far before he shot her in the back. Violetta and two other girls joined her in on the screaming.

"Take them all back to their rooms!" Francisco ordered, eyes roaming the entire room. He was clearly angry and Penny and Vi turned tail, rushing back to Penny's room.

"That evil, evil man!" Vi hissed, punching the wall in frustration. "I should have saved her."

"You said we couldn't risk blowing cover." Penny pointed out, although she was feeling just as guilty for not saving her.

"Natasha could've done it." Violetta muttered, putting her forehead against the wall.

Penny softened. She realized now why Vi had wanted to do a mission of her own. She walked over, wrapping her arms around the Italian. "You don't know that. We both feel terrible, but we both know we couldn't risk it."

Vi turned and hugged Penny back, "Can I sleep in here tonight?"

"Of course." Penny answered, leading the other girl back to her bed. The sun was setting and Penny left the barred window open. She turned off the light, climbing into bed beside Violetta.

Penny curled into Violetta, liking the warmth that came from her. They were not given very thick sheets or blankets to stay warm with at night.

"Good night Vi." Penny whispered.

"Good night Penny." Violetta murmured.

🧔‍♂️😛 тί๓ε 𝔰кƗ𝐩 🦀🥅

"Wake up! What the hell are the two of you doing in the same bed!" Franciscos very loud and obnoxious voice woke Penny up the next morning. She could feel Violetta stirring next to her.

She felt the covers being ripped off her body, and became very annoyed. Violetta, was clearly even more annoyed because she sprang out of bed and slapped Francisco across the face, "You're a fucking bastard, you know that right! You shouldn't have killed her!"

Francisco stared at her in shock, then grew angry. He grabbed her around the throat and slammed her up against the wall. Violetta struggled against him, glaring at him, but showed Penny that she didn't want her to interfere. Penny hesitated in the background.

"You have a weak grip old man, just like you have a tiny limp dick. Where you from that gave you such terrible genetics? Peru?" Vi hissed with a small laugh. Penny started to smirk, and then goaded the man by laughing outright.

"I am not weak!" Francisco sneered at her. "I have the glorious heritage of Brazil behind me. My ancestors are Brazilin and so am I!"

"Why would you put a compound in Brazil?" Violetta scoffed, "The only thing beautiful there is the forest."

"The compound is in the forest, duh." Francisco said, letting go of Violetta.

"Didn't Brazil just put in a fascist dictator that no one wants as their new President?" Penny asked, directing Francisco away from Violetta's questions, "Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva?"

Francisco hesitated and then said, "I don't know. I don't care. Do I look like I live there right now?"

"Yeah." Violetta huffed. "For someone who loves his glorious ancestral background, you sure seem to care enough about your home country to know whose running it into the ground?"

Francisco glared at her, "I have Brazilin background. But it is not my home country. My home country is Colombia."

"Oh." Vi muttered and then she smiled, "Thank you."

"For what?" Francisco asked.

"Oh. Nothing." And then Violetta slammed her fist into his face. She lifted her wrist to her mouth as he was out cold. "Oi! Whoever's listening to the coms. There are compounds in Colombia and Brazil. The one in Brazil is in the Amazon Rain Forest. Not sure about Colombia. But we've knocked the guy out so we kind've need to leave. Thanks."

Violetta left the room and came back with rope. She tossed a strand to Penny and then started to tie his ankles together, "Make sure you get his weapons. We'll just prop them up in the living room. And any customers that come in today can join them. Let S.H.I.E.L.D. take care of them all."

Penny nodded, tying the wrists and then the two of them carried him out to the living room.

"Hey!" One of the guards shouted.

Penny ran at him, ducking as he swung his baton, before upper cutting a punch to his jaw. She stomped on his foot, slid his legs apart, kneed him in the groin, before flipping over his shoulders to disable him from behind. He fell to the floor in pain and Penny took his gun and then tied him up as well.

Slowly, Vi and Penny took care of the entire facility.

"Are we free?" One of the younger girls asked, wrapping her arms around her body. No one here was dressed warmly for the cold and the air condition was still blowing. Penny stripped the guard of his jacket, made sure it was perfectly safe, then handed it to her. She took it gratefully.

"You are free." Violetta said, "But we have to wait until S.H.E.I.L.D. takes statements from you all."

"You're from the American Government?" The girl that was brave enough to talk to them first asked.

"Not really." Penny answered. "We're. . . kind've part of the Avengers?"

"Oh! Wow!" Her eyes blew wide as saucers.

Penny, remembering how she hadn't known the name of the girl who died, asked, "What's your name?"

"Oh, I'm Daphne." She responded quietly.

"Well, Daphne, we've already made contact with them, although I should probably send them a second contact." Violetta muttered. "Do any of them have phones?"

"Yeah." Penny said, digging out a phone and then looked at the other girls who were crowding around now. "Does anyone have family or friends or siblings or anyone they can call to let them know they're okay?"

Several of the girls nodded, although a few of them shook their heads. "Well," Penny found two more phones and quickly hacked into them, "You guys can share these. Call whoever you need. You can tell me that you're in Canada and can see the Michigan border. That way anyone whose family isn't near here, can start making their way to Michigan."

Two girls eagerly stepped forward, taking the phones and started calling whoever they wanted to call. Tears falling down her face.

"Tony's already on his way." Violetta said, handing in a third phone for them to use.

It didn't take long for Tony to show up. He strolled through the front door of the compound in a hurry. Penny ran into his arms first and he hugged her back tightly, before kissing her on the lips. Then he pulled Violetta into a hug.

"None of the others are coming. Long story that I'll explain when we get back to the tower." Tony started.

"Is anyone hurt?" Violetta asked immediately.

Tony hesitated and then said, "No one is dead. And no one is in the hospital. Like I said, I'll explain later. But you don't have to worry about anyones immediate safety. Penny, your dad is coming though, he's got some trusted S.H.I.E.L.D. agents with him to take care of this. F.R.I.D.A.Y. is already looking at those bases in the other countries. We'll find them."

Violetta and Penny nodded. They only had to wait two more hours before her father showed up. Girls were taken back to the states, reunited with family or friends. And then Tony was driving Violetta and Penny back, while also telling them what had happened while they were gone.

"Where's Rumlow?" Violetta snarled after Tony was done. "I'm going to cut his balls off and-"

"Steve already killed him." Tony answered.

"Steve? Really?" Violetta and Penny asked together.

"Took his head clean off with his shield." Tony responded. "Not a surprise though, he hates those sort of men."

"Yeah, but Steve is so kind." Violetta muttered.

"He's killed before." Tony shrugged, "I don't see why this shocks people the way that it does."

When they got back to the tower, they saw Natasha and Thor waiting for them outside. Thor immediately pulled Penny into a bone crushing hug, but Natasha went for Violetta first. She whispered in her ear, making the younger widow actually flush with pride, her eyes lighting up. Penny smiled.

"Where is everyone else?" Penny asked.

"Asgard." Tony answered, "We're heading there as well. We figured it would be safer for Elizabeth to stay there while she was pregnant and defenseless. It was better than trying to put a 24-7 protection detail on her, which we all knew she would protest."

Penny nodded and her attention was taken as Natasha came over to kiss and hug her. "You okay?" Nat asked quietly.

"Yeah." Penny answered quietly as well. "What'd you say to Vi?"

"I just told her that her want to save that young girls life meant she was becoming less like a widow and more like a human being." Nat smiled. "And I told her that she saved more girls lives by continuing the mission. The compounds are being cleared out as we speak."

Penny smiled. "Good."

"Ready?" Tony called over. He had suitcases by his feet, standing next to Thor. "Nat packed for the two of you."

Penny, Natasha, and Violetta joined the two men, and readied themselves for the trip to Asgard.

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weirdthoughtsandideas · 2 years ago

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Violetta Paper Girls AU!

Violetta, Ludmila, Francesca and Camila are 12 year old girls (it's important to the story that they specifically are 12) who work as paper girls. It's Violetta's first time on it, as her dad does not let her go out very much and she begged him to please do something - she has no friends or any social life, so she just wants to get out. But.. it does not go as planned, as suddenly some really strange people starts to chase her, Ludmila, Francesca and Camila. They take cover under a bridge and then there's a light - without knowing, that light made them travel in time to 2016.

Arriving in 2016, they strange people still are after them, so they take cover at Violetta's house. Only to find out that… it's different. There is other furniture, the TV is "SO BIG" compared to the one they had in 1988 and then… adult Violetta comes into the room and is like "INTRUDERS!!". After finding out it's herself as a 12yo she just is like "Uh. help. what the heck." Anyway 12yo Violetta finds out that adult her is just sad and lonely. She apparently "quit the paper girl job after a day and none of these girls even know your name" and she never broke out of her father's overprotectiveness so she just lived at home and now she just has some lousy job. 12yo Violetta is obviously all bummed about this and just like. What the heck is my life I don't wanna end up like this. So adult Violetta tries to help them and just. Tries googling for stuff yk as a 2016 person does. And the girls are just like ":0 YOU CAN SEARCH?? ON THE COMPUTER??????" and they wanna look up themselves bc ofc Francesca searches for herself and she's apparently a singer in the future so she's like :D Camila searches for herself next and is surprised she just… cannot find anything. However, Ludmila does not want to find herself. She goes "if my mom got what she wanted, I don't wanna see my future"

Anyway after this, the strange people starts chasing them again and they just. Run as fast as they can. And this is when they somehow end up time travelling to 1999. Now, in the Paper Girls show (I have not read the comics), there's some drama in 1999, one of the girls as an adult comes with them and she accidentally gets killed by a future robot. This does not happen here. It's just the four girls, no one dies. But in the show, during this time, one of the girls gets her period for the first time and they just steal tampons and have this really weird but funny conversation how tampons work. Like they talk about toxic shock syndrome and one girl just goes "yeah my mom's friend got it and she lost her leg! She's still alive though, she just… doesn't have a leg" - that line is a huge Camila energy. No idea who would be getting their period tho, it could literally be anyone tbh ANYWAY, they go to Ludmila's house because Ludmila is sure that no one is home rn. But they are wrong - there is a party at her house. They sneak inside. Ludmila sees herself as a young adult and notices she's putting on a smile and acting as her mom tries to introduce her to some boy. Ludmila is like "I hate that man, I hate him, why am I doing this, ugh mom got exactly what she wanted"

But then young adult Ludmila excuses herself and goes upstairs. 12yo Ludmila, curious, follows her up as the other girls stays downstairs. She checks out her room and notices how there's… posters. Posters of movies she has never heard of (because they have not come out yet in 1988). There's also a lot of astronomy stuff obviously, which makes Ludmila happy that she still has that. Anyway then she hears footsteps and hides in the closet. In comes young adult Ludmila with… Natalia. YA Ludmila: Now we're finally alone Naty: Does your mom still try to push boys on you? YA Ludmila: Ugh, you should have seen her tonight… Naty: You just hang in there. She doesn't have control of your life anymore. You're taking more and more control. Went to film school instead of business school like she wanted. You're not gonna be some lawyer, you're gonna be the next big director! YA Ludmila: What would I do without you? Naty: * smiles * And then they start making out as 12yo Ludmila stands there in the closet like 🧍‍♀️ So obviously she has a whole "???? W H A T" process, while the other girls kinda realize Ludmila is gone and just goes "where tf is she help" But Ludmila manages to sneak out and comes back downstairs like " 😀 so guys. Where are we going next"

They go away and then find out Francesca in 1999 is singing at some place, so they go there just because. Young adult Francesca sees them and just is like "holy shit that girl looks like me" so she slowly goes up to them like YA Fran: Excuse me, what's your name? 12yo Fran: Francesca! YA Fran: … YA Fran: What

Anyway she takes them to her apartment and 12yo Fran mentions something about how she's gonna be successful in 2016 to which YA Fran is like "omg!!" Then curiously, she asks the other girls. Violetta: I am apparently very sad and lonely. Camila: I have no idea! I seemed to have vanished from existence Ludmila: I am a… filmmaker…

YA Fran tells them that "she sometimes sees Violetta go grocery shopping and she has been afraid to say hi, but maybe she will" and 12yo Vilu is like "PLEASE. I NEED FRIENDS, I DON'T WANNA END UP IN THAT SAD LIFE" For Camila, YA Fran says that she has decided to "move out to a faraway place and start a hippie colony" to which Camila, too excitedly, is like "I'M GONNA START A CULT??? MY OWN KINGDOM?? :D" and the other ones just looks at her really concerned

The strange people show up again and the girls flee once again. But this time, one of the people turns out to be kinda nice and just tells them that the others are out to either wipe out their memories or kill them, but they will help them get back home. In desperation, the girls agree to go with them. So they travel to the very far future to get into time travel pods that gets them to the exact time period they live in. However, the other strange people find out and tries to run after them, which causes a fight to break loose This eventually leads to the girls being separated into two time travel pods - Camila and Ludmila in one and Violetta and Francesca in one

And they end up time travelling to different time periods completely… and none of these are 1988 Where the two different pairs time travel I have not come up with.

And that's the end of my pitch.

#violetta #paper girls

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twst-the-night-away · 2 years ago

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love hearts: where were you when you met your crush? (For all the ocs you'd like!)

Valentine's Day Asks (super late ... oopsie)

I'm gonna go with the default ships for my main three ladies for these, if that's ok. I have so many ships, after all ... /////

Violetta: I'd seen Jade here and there on campus, but we'd never really interacted - if I'm being honest, it was mostly because I was a bit afraid of his brother. One day, though, he was passing out flyers for the Mostro Lounge, and as I passed by him, he called my name. Naturally, I was quite surprised that he knew my name at all, but I was even more surprised when he offered me a flyer showing the week's specials, which happened to be things like carbonara, salted dark chocolate tarts, and drinks based on hibiscus tea. There was also a rather generous coupon attached. It's almost as if he was trying to get me to go ... well, it worked, anyway.

Juniper: I first saw Jack on the first day of school, of course, since we're both freshmen in the same dorm. I think I was staring at him. After a while, he looked back at me kind of confused. Like, he was all, "What are you looking at?" Except he wasn't saying it. He introduced himself, but he didn't seem interested in ... being friends, or carrying on a conversation ... oh, but I swear I didn't join the track team just to hang around him, though!!! I really wanted to run track!!!

Savvy: Joker invited me to come to her club meeting, just to see the Pop Music Club in action. Everyone was just sitting around and chatting, but I perked up when Cater mentioned something about the flamingos in his dorm. I must have been pretty excited, because he invited me to come visit the next time it was his turn to feed them. It was so cool, getting to see the flamingos up close! And ... well, Cater's pretty cool, once you get to know him, hehe.

#twst oc #daisy's ocs #violetta piccola #juniper moon #savvy laperle

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writerwrightlegend · 1 year ago

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Title:Kill or be killed!

(A piece from Danganronpa:Crimson Lies prologue, A Cage of Luxury.)

Everyone was gathered in the main dining room. Violetta, the teacher, was counting to make sure everyone was here.

Violetta:11...12!

Violetta:Good! It looks like everyone is here.

Violetta:It is now time to meet the headmaster of your school trip!

A man wearing black and white came into the dining room. His hair was also black and white, and he had red eyes.

???:Hello, students. It pleases me to see that you made it here safely.

Akuma:My name is Akuma, and I'll be the headmaster during your school trip and you've been brought here for a special reason.

Eugene raised his hand.

Akuma:Yes?

Eugene Lattimore:Excuse me, but aren't we here for a field trip? What other reason could we possibly be here for?

Akuma seemed a little excited about Eugene's question.

Akuma:Why yes, you are here for a field trip but I've also planned something very special for you all.

Eiko spoke up next.

Eiko Kiyoshi:What is it?

Akuma:A game of kill or be killed! Hahaha!

Everyone fell silent and looked at Akuma with confused glances on our faces.

I finally broke the silence after a few minutes.

Shujin Ishikawa(puzzled):Um, sir, what exactly do you mean by kill or be killed?

Akuma looked at me with a big smile on his face.

Akuma:It's quite simple. You've all been placed into the mansion, and you have to kill each other.

Izumi Hachiro:Do you expect us to figure it out for ourselves? Are you actually going to explain it to us?!

Izumi had an angry look on her face.

Akuma:I just did, you have to kill someone in order to escape the mansion.

Gina Fumiko:Hold on, escape? We're not trapped here! We came here of our own accord!

Amaya Midori:She's right! We can just leave whenever we want? Right?

Akuma laughed at all of us.

Akuma:Hahaha! No! You're all trapped here until someone kills another person.

Yuma Niko:You're telling us to kill, but who?

Akuma:Your classmates! What kind of morons did I get stuck with?!

Akira Kagami:Kill one of our classmates?!

Riku Ryu:You can't be serious...

Sayuri Haru:Do you really think that we'd do something that inhumane?!

Kazuo Matsuzaki:Yeah! We're not going to kill each other!

Akuma:Oh...plan on playing hard, hmm?

Akuma laughed to himself.

Akuma:I see how it is, I'm sure I'll get you all to crack under the pressure, eventually.

Izumi Hachiro:I assume that you have some rules so that all of your contestants don't die within a day.

Akuma:Oh yes, the rules. They're quite simple. Just kill someone and make sure that you get away with it and no discarding the body. Otherwise, it'll be hard to tell who's been killed and who hasn't.

Akuma:Have fun!

Akuma left us all very confused. We all stood around in silence. No one knew what to say or what he meant by any of that. Finally, Violetta spoke up.

Violetta:Perhaps I should attempt to explain to you all what's going on.

We all looked at her and waited for her to answer.

Violetta:The basic jist of it is that you've been locked into this mansion by the mastermind, who is responsible for bringing you here.

Violetta:You have all the basic living necessities such as clean water, food, and even clean clothes.

Shujin Ishikawa:How long does this Mastermind expect us to stay here, exactly?

Violetta:Well...for the rest of your life. The only way out of this prison is to kill someone and not get caught for doing the murder.

Everyone(except for Violetta):For life?!

Violetta:Yes... now, after someone is killed and three people discover a body, an investigation will begin where you all will search the scene of the crime. Once that investigation is over, everyone will participate in a class trial.

Shiro Kazuma:A trial you say...

Violetta:Yep... the class trial is where you'll discuss the crime and figure out who's responsible for the murder. When you've reached a verdict, then the voting will begin. If you vote for the right person, then they will receive punishment.

Shujin Ishikawa:What happens if we vote for the wrong person?

Violetta:Then everyone besides the killer will be punished and the killer gets to leave the school.

Shujin Ishikawa:What's the punishment....?

Violetta:Uh....well...execution.

Everyone(except for Violetta):What?!

Violetta:I know it's a lot to take in, so please take the time to rest up and reflect on the information given to you.

With that, Violetta left, and everyone slowly went back to their rooms. I plopped down on my bed and screamed into my pillow.

Shujin Ishikawa(muffled):Aaaaaaah!

My screams turned to murmurs as my voice began dying out, and tears began running down my face.

Why? Why do we have to do this? Why do I have to do this?!

Shujin Ishikawa(sniffling):This...this isn't fair!

I laid down in my bed and shoved my face into my pillow. Maybe, if I just try to relax...then I could...process everything...

Yeah... just relax, Shujin... just...

*yawns.*

I eventually fell asleep on my bed.

Write a piece about a life-or-death game where the rules are poorly defined

#writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing #creative writing #writerscommunity #oringinal character #danganronpa fangan #danganronpa oc

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gaybarbiegirl · 3 years ago

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35, 53 and 57 please <3

35. A ship you like just fine for what it is and wouldn't change a thing about

If non canon ships count here, then Franletta. I really love their whole 'best friends who crush on each other without noticing' dynamic, and there's really something so unique about shipping something that isn't canon without wishing it was, like it's such a weird but nice feeling.

Now if we're talking only about canon ships, then I don't think there are any ships I'd change absolutely nothing about, but the one I'd change the least is Marcesca. I really like their relationship for what it is, it was really what Fran deserved after everything that went down with Tomás, and they were very sweet together. The only thing I'd change about them is that I wouldn't make them get back together at the end of s2 only to break up again in s3, it was pretty pointless to me, and their original break up was better written.

53. A couple you thought would be endgame but wasn't

Honestly, Tomletta. Back when I first watched the show as a kid I was sure they were gonna end up together because I mean, they had the meet cute, Tomás fit the hardworking good guy archetype, and with everything going on with Fran and Ludmi, so much of s1 was centered around the concept of dating Tomás, you know? And I was never happy about this, but I tried to make my peace with it back then, thinking like 'well yeah Vilu is gonna end up with the boring annoying guy, but at least she made some really good friends at the studio, and with Tomás out of the way Fran can date someone else'. But then in the last episode he said he was going to Spain and I was like 'wait for real this time????', and then disney announced the actor left and half of the girls in my class freaked out and quit watching the show, and yeah, it was an experience. I was very confused but also very happy because you know, no more Tomás, and honestly the fact that he left was such a blessing, like I don't wanna imagine what the Violetta fandom would be like if Tomletta was endgame.

57. Worst friendship

This one is kinda tough because I really like all of the genuine friendships in this show, so that leaves us with the non genuine friendships, aka Gery and León plus Clemont and Violetta. I don't think I have to explain this one too much, Gery and Clemont only befriended León and Violetta to break them apart and win them over, and they constantly manipulated them throughout their friendship. I don't understand why they were still a part of the main friendgroup in the end.

Thank you so much for the asks!!

#asks #violetta

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marciego · 3 years ago

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48 sounds interesting 👀

48. You're banned from the kitchen!

"You're sure she's not coming?"

Leòn sighs loudly, accentuing the sound to really convey his annoyance. "I trust Francesca," he ends up saying, they have a lot of work to do, and arguing with his supposed partner won't help them get anything done.

"Well, I don't," Ludmila crosses her arms, leaning her hip against the counter. "We should have asked Federico to distract her."

"Ludmila, we already talked about that," Leòn says, already feeling the headache coming. "Federico is decorating the house with Andrés."

"And who decided to put us on the same team?"

"I said I could take care of the decoration with Andrés," Leòn closes his eyes, can't believe he's having this conversation again. "And you said you didn't trust our taste!"

"It's because you two have awful taste," Ludmila answers with all the confidence in the world. "I still don't want to do this."

"Then just go to the living room with Federico and send me Andrés," Leòn gives up, pouring flour into a bowl. "We can cook together."

"Not a chance," she says, shattering Leòn's dreams of peace. "Andrés would eat the cake before it's even in the oven."

Leòn snorts, he can't exactly say she's wrong. "Then stop complaining and help me," he suggests. "Francesca won't be holding her back all day."

Ludmila adjusts the apron around her waist, finally cooperating. "I should have been the one keeping Violetta busy," she says, taking the bowl away from Leòn's hands. "I'm a better liar than Francesca."

Leòn holds back a sigh, puts his palms on the counter and closes his eyes, fighting back the urge to leave the kitchen. For Violetta, he thinks. "I thought Federico should have done it," he says, gathering some of the other ingredients.

"Doesn't matter," she's not even looking at him, focused on the bowl between her hands. Leòn frowns, that was supposed to be his bowl. "We're both better liars than Francesca."

He only hums noncommittally, analyzing the eggs and the chocolate he's holding in his hands. The recipe is to do it with love, Olga had said when he asked her how to bake Violetta's favorite cake. The answer was pleasant to hear, but not exactly what they needed at the time. He throws Ludmila a tentative look and sees her pouring even more flour in the bowl.

"Do you know how to bake?" he asks, but he has a pretty clear idea of the answer.

"Please Leòn," she snickers, confidently putting the bowl down. Leòn doesn't quite like how that sentence is beginning to sound like. "How hard can it be?"

"Pretty hard if we both don't know the recipe, I guess."

"We don't need a recipe," she snatches the eggs from Leòn's hands, "we just have to put everything in this bowl and then put it in the oven. A child could do it."

"Give me that," Leòn frowns, reaching for the eggs. "We have to know in what order to put them."

"It doesn't matter, it'll all mix up in the end," Ludmila answers, expertly putting the eggs out of his reach.

"Yes it does," Leòn presses, putting most of his weight on the counter to try to grab Ludmila's hand. "Why do you think recipes exist?"

"Leave me alone," she complains, trying to avoid his hands as much she can. She struggles, stepping aside on her tip toes to get away from him. "I know how to do this!"

"You definitely don't," he says, looking at Ludmila's hands, he fears he won't be able to stop whatever mess is going to happen next. "Ludmila, this is not gonna end well," he warns her, trying his best not to make a mess on the counter.

"Are you threatening me?!" she turns towards him, one of the eggs coming dangerously close to falling from her hands.

"No, I- Ludmila!" he calls out, trying, and failing, to catch the bowl of flour Ludmila sent flying when she turned towards him. He dives towards the floor, Ludmila's screech hurting his ears, and inevitably watches the flour spreads all over the floor. He opens his mouth to blame her, looks up from his spot on the ground, and sees the exact moment the eggs slip out from Ludmila's hand, one of them breaking at Ludmila's feet, the other hitting his head first.

Ludmila screams again, louder this time, and Leòn closes his eyes, trying to ignore the sticky fluid running through his hair, down his face.

"Ludmila?!" Federico's voice asks from the living room. Leòn hears footsteps coming closer, until he finally opens his eyes again and sees Federico entering the kitchen, Andrés in tow. "Is everything alright?" he asks in a hurry, only catching sight of Leòn on the floor after asking this. "Oh," he breathes out, starting to understand the situation.

"Leòn put flour and eggs on my legs!" Ludmila cries out, dramatically running in Federico's arms. He instinctively wraps his arms around her as Leòn gets up from the ground, rolling his eyes.

"I have eggs in my hair," he tries to argue. "And you-"

"What is happening here?" Olga's voice echoes from her apartments. Everyone in the room freezes, waiting for her to arrive and see the mess they made. They know they have no way out of this one. Olga enters the room and her smile immediately wavers. She looks at the ground, then at Leòn's hair. "What did you two do?" she says looking at him and Ludmila. "I left you alone for ten minutes!"

"This is Francesca's fault!" Ludmila says, earning her confused looks from Andrés and Federico, and a sigh from Leòn. "If she let me distract Violetta, I wouldn't have had to team up with Leòn and none of this would have happened! He's an awful partner," she adds, crossing her arms.

"You put eggs in my hair," he reminds her, but before she can answer, Olga speaks up again.

"That's it, I've had enough!" she declares. "You're banned from the kitchen, all four of you! Ludmila, you decorate the house with Andrés from now on, Leòn," she looks at him, sighs at the mess on his head, now staining his dress shirt too, "just...go take a shower. Federico, you give him new clothes, I'll clean up this mess."

"But the cake-" Federico tries.

"I take care of that, now go! Leòn is dripping on the floor."

Without discussing anymore, they all go their separate ways, Ludmila and Andrés picking up the decorations in the living room while Federico and Leòn go up the stairs.

"You know," Federico says after a while. He's walking behind Leòn so he can't see his face, but he hears the smile in his voice. "Maybe eggs are good for haircare, that might-"

"I don't want to hear it," Leòn cuts him off, still slightly annoyed. Federico's laughter ringing in his ears. Planning this birthday surprise for Violetta turned out more eventful than he expected.

#only like 5 drabbles left now #it might take between 5h and 11 months!#loved writing this one they are THE comedy duo

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iridescentis · 2 months ago

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VIOLETTA EPISODE 10

lowkey forgot what has happened so far but im jamming to this intro lfg 💪💪💪

fuckin tomás fuuuuck offf man

violetta is cutiepie <3

ANGIEEEEEE MY WIFEEEEEEE

it isn't dcla without gaslighting good lord 🤦

maxi <3

germán when i catch you istg

not the damn MONTAGE girl get up

they are so weird but so cute wtf

BOY BREAKING INTO A HOUSE WON'T CLEAR YOUR NAME

THE LESBIANS ARE BACK 👏👏👏👏👏

ludmila and león are so theatre kid

WHAT IN THE FUCK was that editing or did bro really come into class and they all break into dance instantly that was horrifying

it feels like an affront to god to stare at tomás girls please

HELP OH MY GOD??? "Have you lost your mind?" I feel like I just got called out somehow??? that felt like a fourth wall break for me what the fuck man 😭

pablooooooo 🥰

angieeeeeee 💘💝💖💗💓💞

im not sure how i feel about the adults being like yooooouuuuu like himmmm like fuck off man stay in your lane

yeah beto is still high i firmly believe that

MY LESBIANS <3333 WAIT NO NATY MY GIRL 😭

bro this song is shitttttt quit foreverrrr jump of a clifffff i mean whaaat

lmao there difference in audio quality pleaseee its still shit

ludmila queen of bullshitting my loveee

i know that was toxic af but lowkey idc that was so gay they are so cute wtf

angie <3

ohhh don't you fucking dare try to give my wife chemistry with HIM you can fuck right off with that

HELP MEEEEEE "Ramallo, ¿qué significa esto?" THAT LINE DELIVERY IS GOING TO ME STUCK IN MY HEAD FOREVER I'M WHEEZING jade is iconic oh my god

noooo i hate that this is cute 😭okay nevermind it was cute until they stared at each other all weird we don't need to be doing this

okay hate tomás but violetta is so cute when she's flirting i want to squish her awh <3

instead of this passive aggressive "i know you know you know i know" weird ass conversation i think you two should kiss perhaps. maybe

HELP THE 'AMIGA' IN CALLIGRAPHY ON THE SCREEN RIGHT AFTER I SAID THAT damn this show really said fuck them gays huh

if they're rich why is the house so damn thin

jade is kinda real for that

ludmila is definitely evil but she's a fucking genius likeeee how did you think of that "face the wind" GIRL

WELL THAT WAS CERTAINLY AN EPISODE. WOW. OKAY. we're back 😎

#violetta

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Australia

Warnings: 18+readersonly, mentions of sex

Penny waited anxiously for Elizabeth to tell her what the plan was. But so far, all the girl had done while they were in the Quinjet was blast Lil Nas X at full volume and type away on her computer on Wattpad.

She had talked to Penny about everything but the mission. How on Wattpad, she liked to write fanfictions and normal stories.

Penny wanted to ask what was going to happen on the mission. She wasn't sure how she felt about seeing Blonsky. Especially about arresting him. And also, why would Elizabeth only want the two of them to go? Why not bring the entire Ohio team? Why not bring Bruce?

"Why are you bothered?" Elizabeth asked suddenly, looking up from her computer. Penny could just barely catch the image of a brown haired anime girl on the screen with the title on the cover called 'New Beginnings'.

"This. . . mission." Penny asked uncertainly. "Why do you want it to be just the two of us? What's the plan when we get there?"

Elizabeth tapped at her computer, shutting it down and packing it away, before turning fully to Penny. "You don't want him to be arrested, do you?"

Penny hesitated and then said, "I swear it's not Stockholm syndrome."

"So explain it to me, let me see your side." Elizabeth said, propping her black combat boots up on the table, crossing her arms over her chest and waited. She gave Penny her full undivided attention. Penny had never quite seen Elizabeth so attentive.

Penny sighed, finally sitting down on the bench. She looked at her pale fingernails as she spoke. "I don't know. I know it's not Stockholm syndrome because I don't love him. I would never want to be with him." She paused, wishing she could get her words our properly.

"I know. . . I know he was doing the wrong thing of course, I'm not denying that. He kidnapped plenty of girls and made them into sex slaves. And I was one of them." Penny scratched her knee. "But the thing is, afterwards. . . he let the girls that didn't want to go with him go. So that means. . . that means the ones that are there with him now want to be there with him. And they're living in fear of us. They're living in fear that we're going to come and take away their. . . well their master. The person caring for them, providing for them. I don't. . . I don't know."

"Okay." Elizabeth said simply. "So we don't arrest him."

Penny gaped at her, "But it's our job!"

Elizabeth smiled a little. "I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve Penny. You'll see."

Yes.

That was what Penny was afraid of.

⚛️🦏 𝓉丨мＥ 𝐒ķ𝓲𝐩 🉑🐪

Elizabeth's genius plan was that she wanted to walk up to the new mansion Blonsky had set up in a part of Australia that was heavily forested. Who knew Australia had forests? Not Penny. She had thought it was complete dessert.

They had, of course, seen the picture of the house from drone shots, which was how Blonsky was found in the first place. He had been off the radar for almost an entire year though, so he clearly knew how to stay hidden. It was simply bad luck. One chance trip into town. Penny was honestly surprised that S.H.I.E.L.D. had still been so diligent about going after him.

But, she supposed, when your dad was the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. and you were the one taken, yeah, perhaps they would always be on the lookout for her captor.

But she was deciding to completely trust Elizabeth. Whatever the ice girl wanted to do, she wanted to help move along.

So here the two of them were. Penny was wearing her catsuit and she was starting to sweat. It wasn't particularly warm in Australia at the moment, only about sixty-ish degrees. But compared to New York's below zero winter weather, it felt like the middle of summer.

Elizabeth on the other hand, was wearing a simple T-shirt and a pair of black shorts. She'd pulled her brown hair into a ponytail. She had her trident across her back and shuriken's in her belt. Penny had a bunch of guns and knives.

Elizabeth rang the doorbell and waited, bouncing on the balls of her feet. It didn't take long for Blonsky to open the door and he did a double take when he saw the two of them. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion, "What are you two doing here?"

"Um, arresting you?" Elizabeth offered helpfully. "Or we could arrest you. Or, you could let us in and we could come up with a deal."

Blonsky looked half like he was going to slam the door in her face, half looking like he was going to pull some weapon out. "And why in the world would I let you two in my house? You'll distract me and the rest of the Avengers will come descending down on me."

"We're alone." Elizabeth shrugged. "I made sure the two of us were the only ones coming on this mission. I think you'll even like the deal."

Blonsky hesitated and Penny felt even more confused than before. A deal? What deal? Why hadn't Elizabeth confided any of this into her?

"Fine." Blonsky snapped. "I'll feel more comfortable if you leave your weapons in the front hallway however."

"Just make sure none of your guards try picking up my trident." Elizabeth said, taking her weapon off her back and setting it on the table. "They'll freeze."

Blonsky narrowed his eyes again, "One of my agents brought your trident in last time."

"He was also wearing gloves." Elizabeth said. "And even that is limited protection if he held it for a long amount of time. If you'd like to test it out however, be my guest."

Blonsky gritted his teeth and then led the way into another room. It was a fancy office, filled with expensive pieces.

"If you want the vibranium, it's all gone." Blonsky said, sitting down behind his desk. Penny could hear the faint moans of girls throughout the house. It brought back memories and she discreetly rubbed her thighs together.

"I'm not here for that. You can take it up with T'Challa if you two ever see each other." Elizabeth waved that away. "I'm here because Penny doesn't want to turn you into S.H.I.E.L.D, and also because I think you can do something for me."

Blonsky crossed his arms over his chest. "You don't want to turn me in, huh? Why?"

"Because you're taking care of the girls here. And they need you." Penny answered firmly. Totally wasn't because she still had fantasies of hanging from his ceiling. She really wished her soulmates would do it. She'd dropped hints and flat out told them, but none of them seemed to want to do it anyways. Which was fine, of course, but she was needy for it.

"So here's my proposition." Elizabeth said. "I'll return to the Avengers and tell them you're dead, hiding all traces of you from the Australia records, if you let me undergo the bondage here for a week."

The room was silent for a long time, only broken by the sounds of girls screaming through their orgasms.

"I think you need to repeat yourself." Blonsky said, leaning forward in his chair a little bit.

Elizabeth huffed. "I want to undergo the bondage here."

Blonsky snorted, "What? All those men in that tower can't give you enough? Damn the headlines really were right about you, weren't they."

Elizabeth scowled, "For you're information, they satisfy me more than enough on almost every front. But. . ." Elizabeth's face turned wistful. "None of them do the bondage that you do here. They'll do some here or there, but they're so afraid of hurting us. . . I need to feel this at least once. And you don't care about hurting me and you're good at what you do."

Blonsky looked over at Penny who was still reeling from what Elizabeth was saying.

So this was why Elizabeth had chosen Penny. Because of any of the other Avengers, not a single one of them would have let Elizabeth do this. Not even Wanda who was the most submissive after Elizabeth and Penny. And definitely none of the men would have let her do this.

In fact, if any of the men found out what happened on this mission, Elizabeth would never be able to sit down again without wincing. They would bruise her ass so quickly. Not to mention, her father would probably never send the two of them on a mission ever again. She would also completely disappoint her father, her soulmates, and probably piss of Bruce.

But. . .

"What about you Ms Fury?" Blonsky drawled. "I know you're a little reactive thing. Always so wet on the scenes we did. Are you in?"

Penny thought about it, looking between the two of them.

Her heart was thumping in her chest. This was different than the team. There was no love here. If she actually gave into this. . . wasn't this actually cheating? Not just on her soulmates, but the people that she loved?

"Elizabeth have you actually thought about this?" Penny asked, wincing a little. "I mean, this is cheating on them. All of them. Steve, Bucky, Elijah, Tony, Pietro."

"Look, I'm just being tied up." Elizabeth sighed, sounding almost tired. "He's not fucking me, I'm not sucking him off."

Penny hesitated and then said, "Only four days."

"Deal." Elizabeth said.

"Deal." Blonsky chuckled. "When do you want to start?"

Elizabeth's eyes glinted, "How about now?"

#braveclementineworks #braveclementinenovels #novel #18+readersonly #Penelope Fury #xOC #Undercover Sex Slave #Elizabeth Nelson #Emil Blonsky

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braveclementine · 3 months ago

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Night Love

Warnings: 18+readersonly, fem x fem smut, nudity, slight mentions of touching, mostly obscure references

Trang decided to skip out on the orgy tonight. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy them, she just didn't want to participate in this one. And she also knew that quite a few of the others were skipping out as well. Elijah and Ghaida had already headed off and the super soldiers had left with Elizabeth. Even Penny had skipped out, running off with Violetta.

Trang sighed, finding a quiet spot in the garden to sit down and open the letter that Jay had sent to her. Jay was her soulmate, but they rarely saw each other. He was in the Vietnamese army, and sometimes they went months without even communicating.

He didn't quite know who she was fraternizing with outside of him, but he did say he didn't mind because he knew that someone else had to take care of her needs. She had said that it was someone that Elijah trusted, and Jay trusted Elijah so everything was settled.

Compared to the others, Jay didn't have any superhero powers. He was just kind and quiet.

Trang, Tôi nhớ bạn mỗi ngày. Việc đào tạo ở đây thực sự không quá tệ. Chúng ta vừa mới trở về sau cuộc nhập thất dài ngày, nên tôi có chút thời gian để viết thư cho bạn. Tất nhiên, chúng tôi sẽ quay trở lại lĩnh vực này sau. Tôi thực sự không nên diễn đạt điều này trong trường hợp nó rơi vào tay kẻ xấu, nhưng chúng ta sẽ xâm lược Campuchia.Tôi đang nghĩ rằng tôi sẽ có thể sớm quay lại các tiểu bang, có lẽ là vào năm tới. Tôi không thể chờ đợi để nhìn thấy bạn. Và sau đó có lẽ bạn có thể giới thiệu tôi với bạn bè của bạn? Tôi nhớ bạn. Yêu và quý, Jay

[Trang, I miss you every day. The training here hasn't been too bad actually. We've just gotten back from our long retreat, so I have some time to write to you. Of course, we're going back out into the field later. I shouldn't really be putting this into words in case it fell into the wrong hands, but we're going to be invading Cambodia. I'm thinking that I'll be able to get back to the states soon, perhaps as of next year. I cannot wait to see you. And then perhaps you can introduce me to your friends? I miss you. Love, Jay]

Trang smiled a little, folding up the letter and then sliding it into a necklace that she had created in the lab. It would take notes and twist them small enough to fit inside. But if she wanted them back, she just told it to give her one of the notes- depending on the date- and it would spit the note back into her hand.

"Hey." Tony's voice came from behind her.

Trang glanced over her shoulder slightly. "Hey."

"Didn't feel like an orgy?" Tony asked, sitting down next to her, leaning on his knees so that he could tilt his head to see her face.

She looked over at him, "I'm guessing you didn't either?"

Tony hesitated and then said, "I've missed you Trang. A lot, actually. I know we've been fighting and I know Riri hasn't helped the situation, but I miss you. And not even just your body. I miss our intellectual conversations and I miss when you help me with my projects. I- I can't fix everything. I can't kick Riri out-"

"I know." Trang interrupted quickly because if he said the name 'Riri' one more time she was going to blow a fuse. And one of jealousy. She'd always loved when he said her name. "I miss you too."

Trang missed Tony more than she missed Jay. Because to be quite frank, her and Jay barely saw each other and barely talked. They were more acquaintances than soulmates. And she could say that she loved Jay, but it was in the sense that it was because she was supposed to. Because they were soulmates they had to love each other.

But Tony-

"Will you come and be with me tonight?" Tony asked, holding out a hand. "Stephen's staying in the library tonight and I really want to be with you. And then tomorrow we can go to the lab and work?"

Trang slid her hand into Tony's and then said, "Tony I- I have something I need to tell you. Because I can't keep it inside anymore." Trang looked up at him, her brown eyes meeting his brown eyes. "The reason I fight with Riri so much. . . it doesn't have much to do with Iron Heart or Iron Woman or who made whose suit first. It's because I got jealous. Because I love you."

Tony was silent for a long time and Trang quickly stood up to go to her room. Her heart was beating quickly in her chest. And the Tony caught her wrist quickly, spinning her back to him. Her lips crashed to his as he kissed her.

Trang melted into the kiss, relishing in every feeling and emotion at the moment. Tony slowly pulled apart. "I have never, ever felt any sort of way towards Riri that I feel towards you Trang. I love you too."

🚘🫴 𝔭𝑜𝔳 𝓬𝕙ａή𝐆𝐄 🤨🐳

Penny admired Violetta's room, which was tastefully decorated in dark reds and velvet blues with hints of lilac purple.

Like all of the beds in the palace, it could definitely fit around five to six people. The spread was a lilac purple with white sheets.

"The rooms are magical." Violetta explained, going over to a small panel on the wall, "Come here."

Penny joined Violetta and let the girl put her hand against the wall. Immediately, the walls shimmered into a pale, almost white gold colour with rose pink accents. Even the furniture changed colours in a matching pink and white ombre set.

"Interesting." Vi smiled, lowering Penny's hand from it, before turning, and kissing her palm. Her eyes twinkled with mischief and she said, "Let's undress."

Penny felt the excited nervousness in her stomach as she nodded.

"Help me with my dress?" Violetta asked seductively, turning around, lifting her hair.

Penny stepped forward, unzipping the dress, before sliding the sleeves gently down her arms, helping her out of the dress. Vi smirked as Penny flushed, seeing that the girl wore nothing underneath the dress.

"Turn around." Vi whispered across her skin. Penny turned quickly, also sweeping her long hair out of the way. She could feel Violetta's fingers dancing across her skin as she unzipped the back of the dress slowly, kissing down her spine softly, until the zipper stopped. Then she slid the shoulders off of Penny, letting the dress fall to the ground.

Penny closed her eyes, standing there for a moment as Vi continued to move her hands gently across her skin, her fingertips moving like smooth silk. She felt Violetta's lips add to it, kissing her shoulders gently.

"You're beautiful Penelope." Violetta whispered and then murmured, "Assolutamente mozzafiato" [Absolutely breathtaking]

Penny turned in her arms, pressing her lips to Violetta's, letting the Italian girl cup her face gently and kiss her back.

There was a sense of peace between the two of them, a sense of calm that Penny had never had in the bedroom before. Violetta seemed content to simply explore her skin, one inch at a time, and Penny fed off of that.

Violetta turned off the lights, letting the night sky illuminate the room through the large window at the end of the room. Violetta's skin seemed to glow in the light and Penny let her lead her to the bed by her hand.

"Can I love you tonight?" Violetta murmured, hovering over Penny, straddling her hips. She ran her hands up Penny's stomach, smoothing over her breasts, thumbing her nipples softly. It felt like velvet, like silk, like satin. Soft and smooth and satisfying.

"Mi piacerebbe che" Penny whispered, leaning up to kiss her shoulder. [I would love that]

"Ooh," Violetta teased, bending down and hovering over Penny's lips, "an Italian, how sexy."

The two girls giggled, before their lips clashed together, and they disappeared under the blankets.

🐋🥻 𝓟𝓞ᐯ 𝔠Ħ𝕒ᶰᎶẸ 🧅🪁

Elijah stroke Ghaida's hair back from her face, watching her sleep in his arms. Her thick black hair was also fun to play with, and had an amazing, intoxicating smell from the Moroccan oil she soaked her hair in to make it glisten and shine.

Elijah's soft spot for Ghaida was deep, mostly stemming from the fact that she carried such a heavy burden that no one could take from her. For everyone else, anyone else could take the burden from them. Tony could set aside being Iron Man and let Riri or Trang take over. There were several hundred wizards to take over for Stephen. Clint could hand the bow off to Katya or Kate.

Steve could hand the shield to Ahni or Sam or Bucky. And in turn, any one of those three could give the shield to the others.

But not Ghaida. Being the only Auraling they knew in existence meant she was the sole guardian of the book. A book only she could read, a book only she could see, a book only she could carry.

The things they carried.

They all carried something, physical or not. Elijah touched the dog tag around his neck. And some carried more than most.

But most of all, his deep soft spot for Ghaida stemmed from the fact that she was the first to capture his heart besides Elizabeth. It wasn't the boisterous twins, as he liked to call Violetta and Katya, though they weren't related. It wasn't knowledgeable Trang who always had her head stuck in a book or Mai who was like a sister to him growing up or Ahni who had a quiet disposition.

It was Ghaida. She was a fun person to always be around. She was smart and studious, but also laughed at everything. She had a quiet demeanor for the most part, though she also could be quite loud when mixed with Elizabeth.

They hadn't found the Avengers yet, when he realized he was slowly falling for Ghaida. They had always stuck to the soulmate pairs like they were supposed to, like they were obligated to. And he loved Elizabeth deeply and couldn't imagine a better partner than her.

When she went missing, kidnapped really, Ghaida was the one to talk him out of doing something drastic. She barely knew him, for she had really never had anything to do with any of them in the superhero world before.

Elijah smiled now, remembering Elizabeth's reaction. She had been shocked, but then she had thought about it and had said, "Well, as much as I was hoping you'd prefer Lan instead and then we could have a threesome, I don't mind sharing you with Ghaida."

He'd been shocked then and she'd laughed at him. "Don't worry. I'm not actually falling for Lan. But what the heck. Ghaida makes you happy and I love that."

Of course, he'd never actually thought about pursuing Ghaida in actuality. It wasn't that long after that Elizabeth had found out her mother was HYDRA. It took some time to get out of the house, but she'd been led to New York by a lead under the name 'Maria Hill'. It had taken a long time to track the woman down, but she'd led them to Nick Fury.

Fury had sent them on a bunch of missions to prove themselves. That was when he sent Elizabeth to become a spy in the Navy.

Elijah touched the dog chain again, running his fingers over her name. She'd been miserable, feeling like she was betraying her country, even after it turned out the ship she'd been on was more than fifty percent HYDRA.

That was when he'd introduced them to the Avengers. That was when they found out that the Avengers dipped out of the lines and asked if they wanted to join.

Every single one of them, even Mai and Violetta who were probably the most dominate in the group, looked over at Elizabeth. Elizabeth had never wanted to be a leader and no one, especially not Elizabeth, had ever declared that she was the leader of the group. But subconsciously, everyone looked to her as the leader.

And Elizabeth had smiled and asked, "Why not?"

And that had been that. He knew that this relationship they all had benefited every single one of them. It benefited those like Ghaida or Pietro whose soulmates had died. It benefited those like Rhodey, Violetta, and Josh who had never even met their soulmates yet. And Elijah was sure that if he had never gone into it, he wouldn't have the amazing sex life that he had.

The BDSM and the voyeurism. It was amazing. He loved it.

He kissed the top of Ghaida's head, letting the flames in the lamps go out. He shifted so he was no longer sitting up, laying down instead. He pulled the little Indian girl closer to him, tightening his arms around you.

He smiled as he closed his eyes and murmured, "I love you Ghaida."

🦈🥔 ℙόV ςħ𝓪𝕟ģⓔ 🚖👈

Bucky was sitting up against the headboard, with Elizabeth cuddling into him. Steve was fast asleep on the other side of Bucky, and Sam was mostly asleep on the other side of Elizabeth. A dim light was still on, illuminating half of the room with a soft glow.

Bucky was smiling, his chin resting on Elizabeth's shoulder as she guided his hand along the bump.

"Did you feel it?" She asked with a smile.

"Not yet." Bucky said, waiting patiently. He wanted to feel the kids kick so badly, it was burning his heart.

"Hmm." Elizabeth contemplated and moved his hand a little lower. "Here."

And he felt it. A small little kick on the underside of her bump.

Tears actually pricked his eyes, feeling the little kick. "Oh they're so strong." He cooed. He kicked Steve, "Stevie wake up."

Steve groaned as he rolled over, clutching his groin. "God damnit Buck. That hurt. And I was sleeping."

"Come here punk." Bucky demanded, "My child is kicking."

Steve sat up quickly, moving in front of Elizabeth so he could put his hand close to Bucky's. Elizabeth smiled, enjoying the happy looks on their faces. She figured that Sam might as well join the party as the other two cooed over the kicking babies.

She reached over, shaking Sam's shoulder. She felt his fingers lace through hers and she looked over to see that he had a sleepy smile on his face, "What's wrong sugar?"

"Nothing. Just thought you might want to join in and feel the babies." Elizabeth whispered softly, wincing just a little at a harder quick than the others. That was definitely Bucky's child.

"Do they hurt you?" Bucky asked with round eyes.

Elizabeth thought about it, because she didn't want to lie, but she also didn't want to hurt their feelings, "Sometimes, they have some hard kicks, but I haven't felt like, any terrible pain from them. It can be a little uncomfortable sometimes, but I think they're just cramped. They're getting bigger and they are just trying to make room."

"Aww." Steve mumbled, laying his cheek against her bump, a smile coming over his face as they kicked him. "They like your voice sweetheart."

"Well they know I'm their mommy." Elizabeth smiled down at the bump, rubbing it lightly.

"I can't wait for them to come out." Bucky murmured softly, trembling with excitement. "They're gonna be such pretty babies, just like their mama."

"I want yours to look like you." Elizabeth murmured quietly, tugging on a lock of his hair. "Get all the good looks."

"Nah," Sam snickered, "What good looks?"

Elizabeth giggled and Bucky chuckled. Steve just ignored them, still entranced with this idea of feeling the little babies through a thin layer of skin.

"Think they'll have your powers?" Sam asked, lightly putting his hand down next, now that he was wide awake.

"Well, Bruce believes that Bucky's child will at least have some super soldier DNA." Elizabeth said. "And considering Heimdall's child is draining my energy even inside the womb, he most likely will have some sort of power. But Elijah's? I don't know. I mean, I'm water, he's fire, so the kid is half and half. I don't know what that means for him though."

"Do you know that they're boys?" Sam asked, surprised.

"No," Elizabeth admitted, "I don't want to know until they're born. Tony knows though, if you want to know."

"I'll let it be a surprise too." Bucky decided and kissed the bump. "Do you have names?"

"Um, I have a list." Elizabeth admitted. "I don't have it on me though. But it has boy and girls names on it. All the names are from movies, TV shows, and books though. Just names I really liked. But I don't know cause Heimdall might have preferences and I know Elijah wants to give our kid a Chinese and an English name. So whatever you would like Bucky, I'm open ears."

Bucky hugged Elizabeth close, loving the way that her body felt against his. "No, not yet anyways."

Elizabeth just nodded and watched Steve and Sam for a moment and then said, "I love you three."

They all froze and she blushed, looking away slightly. "I just. . . All of this tower stuff we do. It's become more than just sex to me. More than just a good time. I love all three of you. I just thought you guys should know, even if you don't feel the same."

"Oh doll." Bucky murmured against her shoulder. "We love you too. We have for a while now, we just never wanted to overwhelm you."

Elizabeth smiled, turning into him, slowly drifting off to sleep, exhausted from the night she'd had.

Steve went ahead and grabbed a soft blanket, draping it around her shoulders before kissing the side of her head. Sam slipped behind her so that she was sandwiched between Bucky and himself. He breathed in the scent of honey, almonds, and peaches and murmured, "Love you sugar."

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weirdthoughtsandideas · 11 months ago

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🫶Writing advent calendar 2023 Day 21🫶

Prompt: Bells

Aka: 1 year old Violetta really wants to grab something she can’t reach, but her aunt misunderstands

Read on ao3 or under the cut

”Thanks for doing this, Angie,” Maria said, handing over one year old Violetta to her.

”No problem!” Angie replied, ”We’re gonna have so much fun!”

Maria needed to buy the last christmas gifts, and thus needed a quick babysitter for Violetta. Angie was more than happy to say yes.

Violetta was in the age where she liked to explore a lot, and grab absolutely everything in her sight. Angie was well aware of this, and kept a careful eye on her.

Violetta wandered into the living room, looking around at all the items. There was something in particular she noticed, and immediately took an interest of.

She tried to grab it, but Angie immediately picked her up.

”No, we don’t touch anything!”

Violetta started whining.

”There are some toys in the kitchen you can play with, while I make you a snack. Those are much more fun than everything in this room!”

She placed her down on the kitchen floor, letting her play with a toy xylophone. Violetta did enjoy the xylophone quite a bit, and was occupied for a minute at least. But then she decided to head back to the living room to examine the thing she saw earlier.

However, the second she came close to it, her aunt picked her up again.

”Are you trying to escape?” she cooed. ”Little rascal…”

Violetta started whining again, wanting to get out of Angie’s grip.

”You need to eat something and you’ll feel better.”

She put Violetta down in her high chair, giving her some orange slices.

Violetta ate them up rather quickly. She wanted out of the high chair and back to the living room.

”Woah, you’re eating fast!” Angie said. ”Those orange slices are gonna go right through you.”

Violetta tried to pull herself out of the high chair. She needed to get to the living room right now.

”Why are you fussy?” Angie asked. She lifted her out of the high chair. Violetta at first hoped she would put her down. But she didn’t. She kept her in her arms, giving her some kisses on the cheek. Violetta loved cuddles and kisses, but not right now. She needed to get to the living room! Why couldn’t her aunt understand?

She was ready to throw herself out of Angie’s grip when Angie gave in and put her down on the ground. Immediately, she ran to the living room, with Angie quickly following her.

There was a certain item she could not reach, because it was too high up. She tried to stretch her arm as far up as possible, but to no luck. She let out a frustrated whine.

That’s when Angie picked her up again. She was actually happy about it this time, because now she was closer to reaching the item. She gripped her hand, trying to grab it. She was really close…

”Oops, I see someone needs a change! Is that why you’re so fussy?”

Angie carried her away to go change her, which only made her all the more frustrated. She tried to make Angie go back, but Angie misunderstood.

”Don’t worry, I’m gonna get you out of that dirty diaper.”

Violetta didn’t know why she needed to have her diaper changed at this very moment, when there was so much more important things going on. It was like the adults needed to change you the second you used it. What was wrong with waiting for a little while?

Violetta tried to talk to Angie. However, she forgot the detail that most of her speaking was unintelligible baby talk.

"Yes, exactly," Angie chuckled.

Violetta remembered there was a handful of words she knew that they understood. She decided to say on of them.

"Tia!"

"Yes, that's me."

"Tia..." She pointed at the living room, trying to get her point across that she needed to go there now. But Angie just giggled.

"Yeah, you can talk! Can you say more things? Can you say... mama?"

Violetta could do that. But she didn't know what that had to do with anything.

"Can you say mama?" Angie repeated.

Oh, alright. We're doing this now, Violetta thought. She had to admit, she loved the way these adults shined up whenever she said words that they understood.

"Mama!"

"Good!" Angie exclaimed, tickling her. "You're so good!"

Violetta giggled. She did love making her aunt happy.

"We're done, you got a new, clean diaper! You don't seem so fussy anymore."

Well, Violetta had to admit, it did always feel better wearing a clean diaper. But now, back to business. She needed to get to the living room. Luckily, Angie carried her right back out.

She pointed at the item, trying to grab it as soon as they were close enough to it.

Angie tried to follow where she was pointing. Sadly, she misunderstood that Violetta wanted to grab an expensive vase.

"No, no... we're not gonna take that."

She put Violetta down on the floor, so that she'd not be able to reach it. Violetta went over, trying to grab the item she was actually looking for, but Angie in a dash picked all the stuff up and stored them even higher up.

"You have some nice toys you can play with instead."

Violetta started to get really frustrated now. She had been trying to grab this item for a really long time, and now it was even further away?!

She started crying.

"Vilu..." Angie sighed. She went to the kitchen to get her toy xylophone. "Look! Here's a real toy for you!"

Violetta did not want to play with it. Angie tried to figure out what to do.

"Hm... you must be tired. Maybe a nap?"

"No!" Violetta screamed. "No" was a word she had thankfully learned to say so that the adults understood.

"What is it, sweetie? What do you want?"

At that point, something that Angie put higher up on the shelf fell down. Violetta saw it, and immediately lit up.

"Oh, it's a little bell..." Angie commented, picking it up.

"Ah! Ah!" Violetta shrieked, almost stumbling as she took excited steps up to her.

"You want the bell?"

"Beh!"

"Bell. Wait, was this the thing you were trying to reach all of this time?"

She handed it over and Violetta very excitedly started to shake it.

"Oh, I'm sorry... I thought you just wanted to break stuff you saw. But you just wanted the bell..."

Violetta sat down and laughed as the bell's sound echoed through the living room.

"You're really fond of musical instruments, aren't you?" Angie remarked. She bent down and gave her niece a kiss on the head.

Sometimes I need to write Angie and Baby Vilu content to get sane

#2023 writing dcla+ advent calendar

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twst-the-night-away · 3 years ago

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Idia for all 3!!

Violetta sighs. "I feel like I understand Mr. Shroud, in a way. If I had the same technological skills, I'd likely approach things the same way he does. We haven't interacted much, but there was a time when I was hiding from a crowd in a recessed part of the hallway. And who should join me in there but Mr. Shroud? It seemed he was looking for a place to hide, too. He hadn't noticed me at first, and I'd nearly cast my special magic when he did. He made such a frightened sound, but when I cast Shrinking Violet, he just stared at where I was, muttering something about how I 'despawned'. I'm quite sympathetic to him, really."

Juniper bounces a little in her seat. "I know Idia! Sorta. Sometimes we'll team up when we're gaming online. I say hi when I see him, but he's usually too nervous to hold a conversation with IRL. Though if we start talking about games, he gets all excited. It's fun to watch him go off about something he's really interested in!"

Savvy folds her arms and furrows her brow. "I'm afraid he and I haven't interacted enough for me to make any sort of call, darlin'. He's such an anxious fella, the one time I tried to make conversation I thought the poor thing was gonna pass out. Sometimes, the polite thing to do is leave someone alone if you know that's what they want, so I've taken to pretendin' he ain't around when I do catch a glimpse of that fiery blue head of his."

Ask my OCs about a character and they'll tell you how they really feel!

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #daisy's ocs #violetta piccola #juniper moon #savvy laperle #idia shroud #twst idia

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weirdthoughtsandideas · 3 years ago

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10, 59 & 60 for the drabble? hahaha

10. The kiss looked like someone had squeezed two fish together

59. Everyone started to get slightly drunk

60. "Who put me in charge?"

Germán was gone for the weekend, and Ludmila decided to do something she always wanted to experience.

"We need to drink! At a party!"

"Are you sure about this?" Violetta asked carefully.

"Violetta, we're 19! We've been legally allowed to drink for a year! And yet we haven't! Because all they ever serve at parties are orange juice."

"What are you two talking about?" Angie asked, coming into the room.

"Drinking!" Ludmila exclaimed, "I wanna have a party and drink!"

"Well... Germán left me in charge, which means I am the responsible adult here... and thus, I can allow you two to have a party with alcohol, as I can supervise. Also you two are legally allowed, anyway."

Violetta and Ludmila got excited and started to invite people. The party would only consist of their friends from the Studio. Angie promised to leave them alone, but would occasionally check on them so things didn't go too far.

The next day, Violetta and Ludmila sat on the couch with Naty, Camila, Francesca, Leon, Diego, Federico and Maxi. Everyone started to get slightly drunk, so Ludmila decided they could play a game.

"Alright, so... what do you say about spin the bottle?"

"Yeah!" everyone cheered.

"But is it a truth or dare spin the bottle or a kissing spin the bottle?" Camila asked.

"There's a kissing spin the bottle?" Naty asked nervously.

"Yes!" Ludmila said, "And now we have to play that one because you mentioned it."

No one was against that, though Naty was still nervous.

"I wanna start!" Camila exclaimed.

"Someone's eager..." Francesca mumbled, making Violetta giggle.

Camila spun the bottle and it soon ended up on Maxi. Everyone started to laugh, including those two.

"Alright..." Camila said, crawling up to Maxi, "Are you ready?"

Maxi nodded. A mix of giggles were heard in the room as their lips touched. The kiss looked like someone had squeezed two fish together.

After that, several others took a turn. They were becoming more drunk the further the game went, which meant the kisses got more sloppy and clumsy. Eventually they decided to stop the game after Naty got a turn and she almost fainted when she was gonna kiss Camila.

”Am I that ugly?” Camila asked.

”No, you’re hot.” Ludmila admitted. ”You’re hotter when I’m drunk. I can kiss you if you want, we never got each other during the bottle spin.”

”Isn’t that against the rules?”

”No. Besides, Vilu’s already making herself busy.”

In the couch, Violetta was surrounded by Leon, Francesca and Diego. Leon and Fran tried both to kiss her, she didn’t know who to pick first, then Fran and Leon accidentally kissed each other instead and all three laughed too much about it. Diego was just sitting next to them, wondering who he was gonna get closer too.

Ludmila was just gonna kiss Camila quickly, but her drunk mind took over and she practically threw herself over her. Camila was pushed backwards and had to place her head in Naty’s lap. So now when Naty had two girls making out in her lap, she just started to laugh nervously.

Maxi and Federico just stood confused, having a conversation about things they thought sounded like deep thoughts.

"I just think... mosquitoes may be too powerful." Maxi said.

"True... they may be taking over the world." Federico replied.

"Girls..." Naty squeaked. She was more red in the face than the girls in her lap.

"What's the matter, Nat?" Ludmila asked, sitting up.

"I just... I..."

Camila and Ludmila gave each other a quick smirk and then kissed Naty on each cheek. Naty just made a squeak.

Witnessing this, Violetta and Francesca, who were already giggling messes, started to laugh even more. Everything was funny to them now. Diego stood up briefly to adjust his pants - that made them laugh. Federico sneezed - that made them laugh.

As Angie came down the stairs, she was met with quite a sight.

She saw her niece be cuddled up with Francesca, as the two of them were red in the face from laughing. She saw Leon chuckling slightly at the fact that the girls laughed. She saw Diego, Maxi and Federico all stand in different places of the living room and looking confused. She saw Naty lying on the floor while Camila and Ludmila attacked her with kisses.

"Who put me in charge?" she asked herself. Then she shrugged, "Eh. This could happen when they're sober, too. They can handle themselves."

And with that, she went back up again.

#this was so fun to do #thanks for the ask!#drabbles

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weirdthoughtsandideas · 3 years ago

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9. Characters are locked in a closet! Uh on!

Francesca and Violetta were helping Beto clean up in his classroom. He didn't have a new assistant yet, so they had to help.

"Girls, could you pick something up in the supplies closet?"

"Sure." Violetta said, "What should we get?" She and Fran went over there to look.

"I'll be there in a second to show you." Beto explained as he suddenly tumbled out from the room.

"What did you say?" Francesca asked. Beto had been saying it so quickly they hadn't heard.

Suddenly the door shut in front of them. They thought nothing of it, the door was pretty heavy and could close itself. But what they didn't expect was...

"Uh, the door's not opening." Francesca said.

"What?" Violetta asked, trying to push it to open. "Wait... aren't these doors famous for locking themselves from behind?"

"Yeah... ugh."

Violetta sighed. "I guess we just have to wait until Beto comes back."

"Yeah, where did he go?" Francesca asked.

"No idea."

They tried knocking on the door and yelling, but nothing happened.

Francesca put her hands over her eyes. "Ugh!"

"Well, while we're locked inside the closet... is there anything you wanna talk about to pass time?"

"I don't know..."

Violetta leaned against the wall. "What's there to talk about?"

"Hm... we could do like in the movies and tell each other our deepest darkest secrets."

"I don't know if I have a deep dark secret." Violetta chuckled. Francesca chuckled too.

"No, me neither. And I tell you everything. We have no secrets."

"How boring. I know you too well."

The girls took each other's hands, smiling.

"Vilu, be honest... is there any secret you wouldn't tell me if you had?"

"I don't know, Fran... is there any secret you wouldn't tell me if you had?"

Francesca shrugged, "It's hard imagining not telling you something."

"But if there was something... what do you think?"

"Well... I mean, if I were in love with you or something. i'm not sure I would say it. That would be pretty risky."

Violetta smiled shyly. "Well, I can get that... I probably wouldn't dare to tell you either."

Both girls chuckled.

"But I mean," Violetta continued, "I would be very flattered if my best friend turned out to have a crush on me."

"Same..." Francesca admitted. Now she was blushing slightly.

They were silent for a moment, looking at the floor or at the wall. Just anywhere besides each other. It was like there was something they didn't want to say.

They suddenly heard a noise outside, and thus decided to knock on the doors to make people hear them. No one did, and suddenly Fran knocked over a box.

"Look out!" she said, as the box was about to fall on Vilu. She catched it just in time, but now she was centimeters from her best friend's face. None of them knew what to do

"Uh..."

"I..."

"Should I-"

"I could-"

Both tried to move, but ended up standing even closer.

"Fran?" Violetta asked carefully.

"Yeah?"

"Why is your heart beating so fast?"

"Uh... b-because I... I'm nervous?"

"You have nothing to be nervous about! Stay calm..."

"I don't know if I can..."

"How come?"

Francesca sighed. "Well... you said you would be flattered."

"What?"

"I'm in love with you."

Violetta got shocked. "Y-you are?"

"Yeah. And my heart is beating so much because we're standing really close and I want to kiss you."

Violetta blushed. "I-I..."

"Can I kiss you?"

Violetta nodded.

"You sure?" Francesca asked.

"Yeah... I wanna kiss you, too... I think..."

The two girls awkwardly prepared to kiss. However, the second their lips touched, it was like they knew exactly what to do. It was like they had been wanting to do this for a long time.

As they let go, they both looked quite surprised.

"Okay..." Violetta said, catching her breath, "I did want to kiss you. Definitely. I don't regret this."

"Me neither." Francesca said.

"Wanna kiss again?"

"Sure-"

Right then, the door opened. Beto stood there, looking a little distracted.

"Hi, girls! Sorry, the closet door locks itself... and it turns out what I was looking for wasn't even in here!"

"Ah..." the girls said.

They went out, feeling slightly different than before. They exchanged some small, secretive smiles.

Who knew what the future looked like.

#can't help my franletta mind #it was a little weird confession but anyway #thanks for the ask!#drabble

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