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yuesya · 6 months
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in daughter au Gojo seems like the kind of dad who has dozens of pictures of his kid in his phone and is constantly showing them to everyone’s annoyance and endearment. highlights include nap time, first steps, first cursed killed and first scolding by utahime. (he’s getting scolded too.)
Oh that would be definitely something that we'd see Gojo doing haha. Gojo's wallpaper on his phone is probably a picture of Utahime teaching Shiki one of her dances. It alternates with nap time, where Gojo and Utahime are both knocked out and Shiki is sprawled over the two of them (Shoko was the one who took that picture, and Gojo badgered her until she sent it to him. Utahime tried to get Shoko to delete it. 'I don't drool in my sleep!')
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lovecite · 8 months
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Miguel 'O hara
Miguel enters into Miles universe and finds a familiar face.
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(I believe the artist is Ethobirds)
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A quick short story not too long! Just a though that was running in my brain for months after watching the movie. Like what if Gabi was reborn into Miles universe . Since I don't know what happens when peoples worlds unravel. I like to believe they get reincarnated into another world!! 🥲 (please correct me if you want but enjoy the small chapter as well)
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It was a stormy night for sure.
The 10yr girl old held tightly to her blue ball as another fresh breeze swept by sending fresh water droplets upon her face. She was outside her elementary waiting for her foster parents to pick her up. She had stayed after school to get in some more practice for the upcoming match for soccer but when she had called her foster parents they had stated if she wanted to stay after to school she had better be prepared to wait hours.
Another flash of lighting made her jump the palms of her hand gripping to tightly to the already slippery ball making it slip out of her hands and roll its way down the street. If she knew her foster parents she'd know that they probably had forgotten her again. Looking back one more time down the lonely street she chased after the ball. "I should hurry get this ball and just walk home." she thought to her self as she hurriedly made her way down the street. The ball rolling ever so fast as if it held a life within itself.
The rain was starting to come down harder almost like a sheet of nonstop rain. She quickly picked up the run away ball and made it safely under stairs. Again another flash of light showing where she had ended up in. She had made it in an alley it seemed safely underneath a fire escape. ""Ay Coño!" She muttered to herself as she realized she had no idea where she had taken herself.
She was lucky her foster parents weren't around to hear her speak like that. Gabi had always wondered how she had learned those words since she didn't have the smallest idea what life was like when she was much younger. Her memory felt like it was covered in a haze with small hints of a males voice . Maybe that was the dead beat father her foster father talked about. The rain looked as if it would start to lessen . She let out a sigh a small fog collect in front of her. It was starting to become slightly cold as her soaked clothes were starting to stick her body.
"Don't give me that. He used the machine ! Ugh! Where else would it have brought him then? uh tell me that Lyla! "
Gabi froze at the sound of a voice above her. She looked up and see through the cracks of the old stairs all the way at the top of them stood a figure. The darkness shaded the figure so she couldn't see him very well. She placed the ball on the side of her and took a small step from under the stair and peered upwards. Her ears straining to hear this mans conversation.
"Its exactly as I said. He's not here judging from the scans of th-
What ? Lyla judging from the scans what?
Miguel there's some strange reading I'm getting just below your feet."
A flash of lighting lite up this dark alley way. She leaned even more out of her hiding spot to get a better view of the man above the top of this fire escape. The lighting showed her what she thought was spider man! There was no way she was seeing her hero spider man! She stepped out fully from her hiding place as a smile grew across her face in excitement.
Gabi took a deep breathe ready to yell for spiderman but it felt as if the whole ground shook under her as the figure she had thought was her hero slammed harshly In front of her the asphalt below this huge person breaking denting in. His hands were like claws as he swiped them In front of her. For some reason she was able to take a step back dodging the attack. Her sneakers slipped in a puddle making her fall on her bottom as she starred up at the figure.
It was like starring at a beast as he towered over her. He was wearing a full body blue suit that had glowing red lines in certain areas of his body. His arms were fawned out caging her in. " Y-You're not spider man!" she choked out as tears started to collect in her eyes. The image of the man before her blurred. "Lyla reading now!" The man yelled out his voice cracking it seemed. His arms lowered down to his side as he slowly kneeled down to her eye level. " P-please don't hurt me." She pleaded as she brought her arms up protecting her face.
Her arms were pulled roughly to her sides as she pulled from the floor and closer to the man she had thought was spider man. "Its not her Miguel. Miguel! Did you hear me its no-" The voice of the women grew quiet. Gabi starred at this man before her. His mask with holding his identity. Her heart was hammering so harshly against her chest as she in took his whole clothed face. The eyes on the mask narrowed slightly. His head titled slightly. The grip on her was starting to tighten. No words still passed between the two. As the beast of man held her at arms length.
"G-Gabriella." The man stated. Her eyes widen slightly . "He knows my name!!" The thought screamed in her mind. The man placed her back on her feet but still held her in his grip. "I- How is this possible?" He whispered. Gabi didn't know to move or just stay put as the tall man let her go. His big hands pawed at her it seemed. First he placed a single palm against her cheek and then patted her on top of her head.
"U-Um sir. I- I don't know who you are." She stated quickly. The man before her seemed to have stiffened in place. He stood up back to his tall height his arms hung loosely at his side. His wrist was glowing and making a ringing sound. "When universes are destroyed that should be it." He whispered ignoring her comment. Why wasn't this man answering her ? She had remembered some women saying his name. "M-Miguel sir." In that comment the mans head snapped to her quickly.
"What is your name." He demanded.
"I'm Gabi for short but Gabriella is my full name." She stated quickly. She watched as the man was standing and then instantly went to throwing a fist into the side of the building. It made a loud sound forcing her to cover her ears. He pulled his hand from the damaged area of the building. She jumped back in surprise. " Miguel! That is not your Gabriell-" " Lyla check her bio know." Miguel quickly stated interrupting the women. Before Gabi could ask anything she watched as the man brought his arm out with the watch and a light spilled out scanning her.
"Miguel before you do anything stupid-"
"Tell me now if she is her." His whispered.
"Yes this is her. But Miguel remember the canon-"
Gabi wasn't certain of what was going on and was hoping someone would save her quickly from this angry man. She watched as the angry man kneeled down again. His face pointed to her and she watched as his mask slowly started to come apart showing his face. There were angry narrowed red eyes starring at her. His brown hair and brown skin looked so familiar. He spoke finally.
" You're coming with me." He stated.
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I hope you all enjoyed this small short story!! I just had this thought in my mind and just went for it. can't handle a man in pain over a loss of a child!! 😣
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oh-quiznakles · 8 days
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Shiro daughter
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tr1ckysp00k · 1 year
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Can I request platonic bob velseb with a daughter reader? Like what kind of dad he would be, etc
Lovely idea!
Bob and daughter reader
Tw: Cannibalism, poor writing
Just head cannons
🪓 I feel like he would have most likely found yourself in a little box or crate in a forgotten place, most likely because your parents didn’t want to take care of you and were careless enough to just dump you where they thought no one would find you.
🪓 Originally, bob was gonna eat you. He didn’t really have a soft spot for children, he really never liked or cared for them. All he cared for was his appetite. The voices in his head seeming to make his head ache out of starvation for long pig.
🪓 but fate had changed his plans. You giggled out of enlightenment as bob picked you up, putting your small hand atop of his large one. His eyes softened, as if seeing more than food.
🪓 he ended up keeping you, though he didn’t KNOW how to ‘parent’. This was very much of a struggle for him, seeing as he was new to this, and he didn’t really have reliable and kind parents when growing up. Plus, he didn’t really have any ‘baby stuff’
🪓 To keep you out of trouble and misfit, he made a fort of thin small blankets, and torn cushions from old couches that were lying about in the rotting living room. Don’t worry he made sure to check for unwanted pest living amongst the wool and fabric, he made sure to wash it too! Well. . He got it to be as it can be. He’s trying.
🪓 As for baby formula and nappies and other baby products, he’d usually go out to steal from other people. Though, he’d take you with him, and he would often try to stop you from crying or giggling, or making noise period. I mean you wouldn’t leave you child in the woods, by themselves in a rotting building filled with all types of knives and such. Would you?
🪓 growing up with a cannibalistic butcher was not all bad as it would seem. he made everything as neat as could be, and spoiled you a lot. He also taught you right from wrong! Well. . He kinda switched up the rights and wrongs, he IS a serial killer.
🪓 you grew up to work with meat as he did, having him guide you along the way and you were paid well, aside from living in a small town.
🪓that’s all I could think of, sorry it’s short 😭
I apologize for how late I responded, I’ve been a bit tired lately. But I’m back now! And I’ll try to post a bit more often!
I’m debating whether or not I should continue the ‘just a bite’ series
(Pretty sure I will)
Yall let me know if you want me to continue!
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red-vixens-blog · 2 years
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What if Jiang Cheng and Lan Xichen somehow had a daughter?
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stealingpotatoes · 22 days
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What do Luke, Leia, and more importantly PADMÉ (and the whole gang really) react to Anakin having siblings - and those siblings being literal Dathomiri Force Gods that Anakin also was instrumental in killing
can u imagine if they DIDN'T die tho
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(donation doodles! // tip jar)
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emthimofnight · 3 months
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more of my hypothetical fankid Stellar so I can push my girl dad Shadow agenda LOLLL
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bigfatbreak · 5 months
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"hey rat it sounds like Gina tried to help but what about Rolland, Tom's dad, did he help-" no
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Trope blender strikes again!
Since the formation of the Justice League Dark to deal with supernatural threats, Diana had been acting as the team's 'Superman' for lack of a better term.
It was, however, not a position she was entirely suited to, as ironically enough when engaging supernatural threats she was better suited to the same role that Batman played in the Justice League, engaging with superior training, tactics and specialised tools while also acting as battlefield tactical command.
With the lack of any other candidates however, she made do. But not for long.
Thanks to a wandering little girl, Diana had gained a new cousin and uncle who were refreshingly free of the hubris of the Greek pantheon, as well as an unexpected (and terrifying) meeting with her Grandfather who was far different from the stories, she supposed death and a few millennia would calm someone down. She was pleased however to add some paternal family members she could enjoy calm moments with.
Her Uncle was willing to help, however his backlog from the previous King in addition to the repairs and ongoing negotiations for reparations with the United States government made her feel guilt for placing further demands on him.
Her younger cousin however was more than happy to "get out of the house", her Father's comments about the expansiveness of a TARDIS castle completely ignored.
Ellie was already training with her old friend Pandora (So many happy reunions) so Diana was more than willing to take her to Themascerya for an initiation to the Sisterhood of Amazon's. Danny was ecstatic that his daughter was making friends.
Now Ellie as Banshee is JLD's front line fighter and Diana is the tactician, a dynamic duo of their own. Diana is so proud of her little cousin.
Which is why today was very..... Strange.
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Basically the JLD have to head to the Watchtower for some threat, Ellie is super pumped because SPACE and Diana is excited to take her smol bean cousin to the Watchtower for the first time.
Batman and Co arrive and Drama TM occurs because "Holy shit that little girl looks like a Talia with blue eyes", Damian starts accusing and mouthing off, Ellie freaks because her Dad has warned her about the League of Assassins, so she freaks and bails.
Diana is explaining who Ellie is, how they're related when Uncanny Valley Danny in human form comes out of a portal in his "Royal Casual" work attire. Loose jeans,button up with vest, fluffy slippers with a coffee mug in hand. He's facing Diana, paying 0 attention to who else is there beyond "cool space station".
"Hey niece, why is my daughter running through my castle screaming about killer birds?"
"Ah, I believe she is referring to Robin being a former member of the League of Assassins." Diana replies.
Batman and the rest of the Justice League are tense, assessing this possible ally who RADIATES power and death. Anyone affected by death can feel it like static in their teeth during a lightning storm. Those who have been into the Lazarus Pits feel safe yet the overwhelming urge to KNEEL BEFORE YOUR KING.
"Well shit, someone actually escaped from the Fruit Loop Supreme? Anyone who gets away from my asshole grandfather is alright by me." Danny replies as he turns to look at the various heros, taking a sip from his mug.
"Danyal?" A faint hopeful whisper as Damian takes his mask off to look at his Brother (HOW, HOW? HE LOST HIM HE'S HERE HOW?) His dead twin somehow here and changed so much.
*Slurp*
"Well shit, didn't expect this."
This entire time Bruce's brain is making crunching noises.
It's not the extra son that's apparently God of the Afterlives. It's not the granddaughter.
Diana is his son's niece. Bruce had sex with his grand niece. Barbara is right, he needs therapy.
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nerdpoe · 2 months
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Little Zuko and little Azula love Lu Ten. They love Lu Ten so much, they successfully smuggled themselves into Lu Ten's baggage when Lu Ten left to go fight.
Lu Ten, meanwhile, finds out that his little cousins snuck along for the ride way too late.
He knows they're gonna lose the fight.
He isn't about to let a couple of little kids die like that, murdered by Ba Sing Se soldiers too hyped up by war.
He may have been prepared to put his own life on the line, but he's not sacrificing Zuko or Azula's. But he also knows that if he flees the field with them, then Ozai will absolutely use that as an excuse to "punish" his own children.
Lu Ten does not want to know what that punishment entails. He is, in fact, more terrified by whatever it may be than the literal war raging outside his tent.
So.
So.
He swallows his pride for his country, his love for his father, and his dreams of being a successful general.
He grabs the kids, fakes his death, and runs.
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yuesya · 6 months
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thinking of all the fluff of daughter AU has. Tiny baby shiki is so brave and well behaved 😭😭😭😭 she deserves all the huggies and love of megumi shikigamis and i just know that gojo and utahime have hundred of photos of shiki ( who is usually so shy and quiet) playing and laughing with kuro and shiro like the little child she is
Ten Shadows has become the ultimate cursed technique for babysitting in this AU haha. There's probably a moment where someone asks Shiki what she thinks is the coolest cursed technique, and everyone expects her to say Limitless because she's attached to Gojo Satoru, except what comes out of the kid's mouth instead is, "Ten Shadows."
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DP x DC prompt:
Daniel was seething. It's been a year since he left the league and they've already found him. Well, it was his mother who found him. Not that that was any better but at least it wasn't Grandfather.
It also shouldn't have taken him so long to dispose of those soldiers. They weren't even that capable. Far below his level and yet he struggled. He needed to resume his training soon or else he would become rusty.
He cursed himself for getting too comfortable with civilian life. Not that his life was comfortable, far from actually.
He had been adopted by a pair of mad scientist with no concept of lab safety; and for all the intelligence they had, they couldn't fathom how to properly take care of a child, leaving their daughter to take care of herself and now her newly adopted sibling!
He sighed. He was starting to get angry. He couldn't afford to get angry. Especially not at Jazz. She was only two years older than him and was doing her best. She's also the only good thing in his life right now meaning that he had to cherish her, not break her. (He wouldn't be like his brother)
His mind stayed on Jazz for a while before immediately increasing his speed. He really needed to resume his training. How could he be so slack to forget such a possibility! Daniel desperately hoped that his sister Jazz was okay and that they wouldn't dare.
Entering through his bedroom window he rushed straight to Jazz's bedroom. It was open. She wasn't there.
Daniel started to panic when he heard a muffed scream coming from downstairs. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen.
In all honesty Daniel expected the worse. To see his sister Jazz dead on the floor, thick red gushing from her neck, the scent of blood in the air. And there was blood, it just wasn't her's.
Daniel always prided himself on having a vivid imagination. It was a great way to escape after an especially hard training session with his brother. But he would have never imagined this.
In the small, laughably suburban kitchen of the Fenton household was a sight to behold. In the air were two mangled bodies, unidentifiable if not for the league's emblem still visible on one of them. And on the wall was a splatter, a rather big one. It wasn't blood. It was too dark to be. But whatever it was was very unlucky.
In the center of the kitchen was Jazz. Her arms were outstretched, burning sigils rotating at the end of each palm. Her eyes glowed a bright icy blue.
Upon noticing him everything stopped. She looked fearful. Tears threatening to come forth.
"Wait I can explain, just don't tell mom or dad! Please!"
Daniel, still a bit shocked but not as much, simply walked into the kitchen towards the cupboard. Taking out a clean towel he unsheathed he sword and began to clean it.
He looked over his shoulder towards Jazz. She didn't look as scared but her eyes still held some fear. So he spoke, making sure the still bloody sword was in veiw.
"I won't tell if you don't." He flashed a grin his tiny fangs peaking out.
Jazz sighed as in the weight of the world was lifted off of her. She looked at him and smiled.
"Mom and Dad aren't going to be back for a while. Wanna help me clean up?"
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pocket-dragon · 29 days
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[context: from my last post some ppl were talking about Gilflach being the Jaheira of BG4]
Karlach let you stay at her inn for free and she's always down for the occaisonal tavern brawl but other than that, this gal is RETIRED.
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zylev-blog · 5 months
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Dani was travelling the world. She had a blast! Sure, Batman was constantly trying to catch her, and Superman kept finding her no matter what she did, but Wonder Woman was so cool! She was a live Amazonian! The only ones she had met were the dead ones, like Pandora. She kept Danny updated on her adventures.
A month later; she starts to destabilize. Wonder Woman is the first one to notice, but Dani knows what’s going on. She needs to reach Danny. She needs his help.
She never made it.
Instead, she wakes up in the Justice League infirmary, hooked up to multiple machines, and in her human form. Superman is sitting by her bedside and helps her pull the respirator out of her throat when she gags.
She gets the full story almost immediately. When she collapsed, Wonder Woman caught her and brought her to a place called the Watchtower—where she was now. They found her cells dying of an unknown disease and had tried everything to save her. They noticed that her DNA had been falling apart: it needed to be stabilized. (She already knew that it was a possibility) Initially; they had tried to use Wonder Woman’s dna, but her body rejected it. Batman’s had been used next, but it had also been rejected. In an attempt to save her, they injected her with Superman’s dna. Her body accepted it, and now Superman was genetically her father. The dna she carried before was only half of her dna now.
She felt violated. Betrayed. They had messed with her dna and had changed it without her permission. She wanted to be angry, but she knew it was for her best interest. She knew that Danny wasn’t going to be happy with the situation whenever he found out, though.
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viixenvi · 12 days
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𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞
Summary: Natasha Romanoff is your bodyguard. Recently hired to be by your side everywhere you go. Your father, the president, deemed her the perfect bodyguard for you. Apparently, she's known for getting her job done and has never once had an incident. You make it your mission to be unbearable so she can back off and you can have fun. Until one day, you get too frustrated and Natasha can't help but be there for you.
Characters: Bodyguard!Natasha x First daughter!fem!reader
Warnings: angst, fluff, nicknames (Милая=darling), cuddling, kissing, reader being overly sexual (in the beginning)
A/N: First daughter x bodyguard is something I've been wanting to write!! As always forgive me for any mistakes this was not proofread!
𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈
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You sit on the counter of the kitchen. The white house has many places you love, but the kitchen might just be your favorite. You lick the spoon as you look at Natasha. She is standing across from you by the door. There are two other agents outside the room.
Natasha watches you intently, her eyes on your lips. She doesn't hide her hard stare. Natasha was professional, but you made it extra hard. You made it your mission to break her. You hoped if you did it then your father would lessen the security he had with you constantly.
"This is so good, you want some?" You pull the spoon out of your mouth and extend your hand toward Natasha. She just shakes her head and averts her gaze.
You sigh and jump off the counter, making sure she can see your boobs bounce when your feet hit the cold floor. Natasha follows behind you, keeping a slight distance.
All you can hear is her footsteps behind you as you walk toward your bedroom. There are two guards stationed across the hall either way. Natasha stops and takes her post in front of your bedroom. You giggle to yourself as You realize you have the perfect plan for her to crack.
When you get into your bedroom, you rush to the closet and pull off your shirt. Your pink bra and shorts are all you have on now. You reach to unclip your bra but purposefully pretend you can't reach it.
"Natasha!" You call out, she comes into the room with her hand at her belt where her gun is. When she sees you she immediately looks around to not look at your body.
"Yes, Y/n?" She questions. You turn and point to your bra clip.
"Can you help, I'm stuck," You whine slightly, hoping it's believable. Natasha walks to you slowly, you can feel her eyes burning into the skin on your back.
She had never seen you undressed before. Sure she's seen her fair share of your scandalous clothes, but never anything like this.
Her warm breath hits your neck as her fingers graze your back. You can feel a shiver go down your spine. She quickly unhooks your bra and turns around to give you privacy.
"Thanks, Natasha," You say in a whisper, you throw the bra to her feet and pull your shorts off slowly. You know she can see you through the mirror on her right.
Natasha takes a deep breath and tries to look away, but she can't stop from trying to see every inch of your skin. She was a professional, but you made it so damn hard for it to stay that way.
"If there is nothing else Y/n?" Natasha's voice is low. She goes to walk away but your hands on her arm make her stop.
"Help me pick out pajamas," you stop yourself from moving your hands any lower. You didn't really realize it, but at some point, this dumb mission stopped being pretend.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry if I'm out of line, but this is extremely unprofessional and I must say no to your request." Natasha's tone makes you step back.
"Oh. Sorry. You can go." You turn around and grab your robe off the couch. Natasha walks out of the room and shuts the door behind her. You stand in front of the mirror and look down at the bra sitting on the floor.
You didn't like the way you listened to her. Natasha had to go, it didn't matter what she felt. Right?
You sigh and walk to your bed, pulling the covers up and slipping under them. You open your laptop and put on a random video. You weren't even watching it, you just needed some background sound.
You pulled out your makeup, you had a person to do it but you had been practicing. Eyeliner was the one thing you couldn't get right. Your hands always shook and it was hard to get it right.
You held the liquid eyeliner pencil in your hand and got close to the mirror you used to do your eyebrows. The tip of the pencil was slightly dried out from all the times you used it. You press down and it messes up the line, making it chunky and messy. You wipe it off and keep trying.
After your sixth attempt, you finally get frustrated enough to throw the eyeliner pencil across the room. You let out a frustrated groan before you hear the door opening.
Natasha is standing at the door, looking down at the eyeliner and then back at you. You are crying a little from not being able to get it right and you know the eyeliner on your face is messy and streaking down your cheeks.
"Get out! Why do you never leave me the fuck alone?" You shout at Natasha. She doesn't deserve it but you need someone to get your frustrations out on.
Natasha raises her eyebrow and picks up the pencil off the floor. She shuts the door behind her and locks it, which you don't notice. You turn your head away from the direction she's coming from. You feel embarrassed she has to see you like this but that doesn't stop you from crying.
These tears weren't just from not being able to do eyeliner. You were frustrated because you realized that somewhere along the way, you caught feelings for Natasha. Everything you did may have just made her want to leave and that was not what you wanted anymore.
Natasha stands next to you, one hand reaching for your chin and moving your head to face her. You can't help but look up at her through your lashes. There is a smile on her face and she takes a seat on your vanity's stool.
You look at her face, she is stunningly beautiful and her red hair makes it better.
"What's wrong Милая?" she asks as she grabs a makeup wipe and holds your chin so you don't move. (darling)
"Nothing," you whisper while she wipes the eyeliner off. You feel her warm breaths again and you love it. Her hands are so soft and you hate the way you can't stop looking at her lips.
You had spent weeks trying to get her to quit and now you sat here wishing she'd never leave.
"It had to have been something, no?"
"I'm sorry." You look down, pulling away from her grasp on your chin. You can't let her touch you like this if you want her to stay.
"Sorry? about what?" Natasha looks at you, confused.
"I've been making your time here as bad as possible just so you could quit and Dad would let me have less security," you explain. Natasha smiles as if she finds it amusing.
"I know," is all she says as she gets up and starts to walk away. You get up and grab her wrist. She turns around and looks at you.
"What do you mean you knew? How di-" You are cut off by Natasha pushing her lips onto yours. You didn't move for a few seconds, afraid if you did then this would all be a dream.
Then her hands are on your waist, pulling you closer and you finally kiss her back. Her lips were as soft as you had thought and that same shiver went down your spine again.
Natasha pulls away first, letting you get air. You stand there frozen for a moment. Natasha had kissed you and you kissed her back.
"God, I've been waiting to do that since I got here," Natasha shrugs, chuckling a bit at your reaction. Her hands find their way to your waist again as she spins you and sits on the bed. She pulls you onto her lap and you feel your face start to go red.
"Natasha, what about your job?" You question, suddenly remembering that she works for your father.
"I don't care about my job, as long as I can finally have you." Natasha kisses your lips then your cheek and then your neck. You push her away playfully and she lays you on your bed. You close your laptop and Natasha climbs in rich next to you.
You yawn and look at the time on your alarm clock. It's way past the time you'd normally go to bed and Natasha knew that.
"Go to sleep Милая, I'll stay here till you do." She wraps her arms around you, the blanket over the both of you. You close your eyes and move your head closer to her chest. She smells so good and you inhale the scent as you relax in her arms.
"Goodnight Милая," Natasha whispers in your ear, her left hand running through your hair to make you sleep faster.
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lieu-rey · 5 days
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Artha Elizabeth Marston, born 1901. Nicknamed Beth, she was conceived by accident at a time when no children should be born. Her first 6 years of life were defined by instability and constant trouble that her father could not help but find.
At 10 years old, Beth is wild and short-tempered. It's a rarity to see her with shoes, clean clothes, and neat hair all at once. Loves to run, jump, and climb everything in her vicinity; "You must have bones of iron because it's a damn miracle you haven't broken one," her mother says.
Talkative and eager to learn, she's drawn to horses, but isn't good at riding; in spite of that, she's up for the challenge. Unlike her brother Jack, she hopes to run Beecher's Hope one day in their father's stead.
life at the ranch is good for three years...
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but then comes the dreaded ending of rdr1. now, what is the marston siblings' plan?
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