#evil's newest fangirl au

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

What a party 

Summary: This is a drabble maybe 2-3 months into Y/n and the Witches "relationship". You're going to a party! How exciting! Too bad you had to kill someone, ah well.

This was written in like an hour so any mistakes or stuff like that are my own fault but eh what are you gonna do?

Also the actual next chapter of Evil's newest fangirl will introduce the witch's to Y/n's family so that should be fun!

Words: 1,800

Warnings: blood, talk of sex, swearing 18+ minors DNI

"Holy shit" Wanda let out a breath as you walked through the kitchen "ty takaya chertovski krasivaya" you had no idea what she was saying but the way her eyes wondered and her breathe hitched you knew it was probably something good. You thought back to two hours ago

Scarlet had laid out a dress for you when you got out of the shower, a note reading

We have an exciting evening planned detka, wear this and Wanda wont be able to keep her hands to herself

When you opened the nice little box the dress inside shocked you, you've never worn a dress this beautiful, it was red, backless and had a very high leg slit when you put it on, the plunging neckline was a little odd but you could get used to it.

Coming back to the present time Wanda still had her eyes on you and had moved closer "daddy really outdid herself with this one didn't she?" Wanda's words made you blush "aw look, you're the same colour as your dress"

Scarlet was stood watching the sickly interaction "ugh are you two killers or simps?" She laughed to herself walking over and kissing Wanda who eyed Scarlet too wearing a black suit and a neckline so long it didn't need to be there and yet it was, her girls were gonna be the death of her.

"Why aren't you ready Mommy?" Wanda was still in her sweatpants and sports bra, not party attire. "I'll be there later sweet one, I just need to sort out a few things okay?" She kissed you on the forehead carful of your face and gave a nod to Scar who smiled and linked her arm through yours "time to go baby, do you have your things?"

You smiled wide digging through your small bag pulling out a small knife and a handgun "all ready for the party!" You twirled the handgun around your finger showing off making the girls giggle "look at our little girl showing off" Wanda couldn't resist kissing your lips smearing the lipstick you so carefully put on over your lips making a mess on purpose

"Mommyyy that took me forever!" You pulled away laughing at the dark purple stain left on Wanda's face.

"Sorry moya lyubovʹ I couldn't resist you look good enough to eat" she leaned in close to your ear "and maybe I will when we come back later"

"Is Mommy teasing you sweetheart? That's so mean" Scar lent in close behind you sandwiching you between her and Wanda, yet again your favourite position to be in "she's being bad isn't she? Mommy's being bad" you nodded and groaned into Wanda's neck focused on the feeling of Scarlet's lips kissing your exposed back

"Say it detka, say mommy's being bad" Scar said again and you obliged "Mommy's being bad" your voice was almost a whisper but the witches heard you perfectly "maybe we should show mommy what happens when she's being bad-"

Wanda pushed you back Scarlet keeping a hold of you tight "ohh I think we struck a nerve in her"

"Fuck off Scar, you couldn't dominate me for shit" she padded around the kitchen picking up some tissue coming back to wipe your lips gripping your chin between her fingertips forcing you to look into her eyes "our little princess would never dominate me would you?"

You tried shaking your head but the tight grip on your chin prevented you from doing so forcing you to speak "no Mommy I wouldn't" she smiled retrieving the lipstick from your bag and putting it on you "good girl, now go on, have some fun at the party and I'll see you there"she patted you on the cheek and you gave her a pout "but I want you to watch me kill!" You stomped your feet making the witches giggle

"Carry on like that and you'll licking the blood off of my boots not killing anyone" you lowered your head in embarrassment apologising "sorry, I'll be good"

You held onto Scarlet's arm and she kissed your cheek "come on princess lets go and enjoy ourselves

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"Okay cover the entrances, they'll probably come in and mingle to try and hide"

"Wow Tony you're so clever, people coming through the entrance what a good observation" Natasha rolled her eyes scanning the partygoers looking for you and Scarlet, still pretending to be a hero, so easy to do "Nat check that section"

Steve put all his confidence in Nat and it made her laugh, poor poor Cap "sure cap!" she said and marched over to the entrance, perfect timing as you and Scarlet come through the door "wow Y/n you look stunning" the Russian kissed your cheek even when Scarlet tried pulling you away "oh Scar why wont you let me play? The videos you sent were very nice"

Videos? What videos? Did they record you? "What videos?" You pulled away from Scar's grasp who just smiled "you're so cute honey, of course we film you, Nat likes to see what she's missing out on"

"Great, my orgasm face is on film" you groaned and nat just laughed "not just your face princess, now go on get on with the killing I don't have all night, me and Maria have plans" she quickly moved away "surveying" the crowed as you and Scar made it to the buffet table "god I'm starving!" You went to pick up some posh looking sandwiches but they were slapped away by your witch "hey I wanted those"

"When we're done here I'll get us some pizza, but our target just walked in" your eyes scanned where she was looking and you saw him, the mayor of new York here to present some kind of award "why are we killing him again?" You never actually asked why they were killing him, but then again you were a little distracted by Wanda's tongue when she told you.

"Just for fun princess, we don't need a reason to do what we do" kissing you deeply you knew why Scarlet liked killing, it gave her an exhilarating high and also made her extremely horny and that was the only explanation you needed to do what she said. "Okay, where do you want me?"

Scarlet smirked "on your back with your legs on my shoulders preferably" you blushed covering your eyes "babe!"

"I mean it, and i'll have you like that later, but for now I want you to listen to me, Wanda will be here soon"

You perked up when she said that, you obviously loved both witches but there was something special about Wanda, she was the more loving one, not that Scarlet wasn't but Wanda was always cooing over you, spoiling you and giving you whatever you wanted

"Aw am I not sweet enough for you?" Okay you need to start blocking your thoughts "no Daddy you are but-"

Scarlet shushed you "Wanda's too soft with you, treating you like a fragile little thing, I like dominating you"

You laughed "I kill people with you two, mommy isn't being soft with me" Scarlet licked her lips letting out a sigh "oh princess, you have no idea-"

The building shook slightly and Scarlet grinned "she's here, go and stand over there" she pushed you towards the mayor and you took your spot next to his security while Scarlet took her place next to the other one, you spotted Nat in the crowd and she nodded towards the witch speaking to the others "guys there's sightings of them on the roof"

The avengers left to check it out but Nat stayed claiming to protect the mayor, it was almost laughable, you felt your head go woozy, Scarlet was whispering to you in your mind, it always freaks you out a little

"5 minutes and then stab to kill, Wanda will join us"

You nodded and waited, when 5 minutes hit you plunged the knife from your bag into the security's body instantly taking him down, the poison in the knife helping to take him down quickly too.

The crowd gasped and started scrambling more Nat "helping" them get out and calling the Avengers back down just as Wanda blasted through the wall wrapping the stressed out mayor in red tendrils and winking at you.

She was wearing her suit, similar to Scarlet's suit but a little brighter, she hadn't worn it for a while, well tonight was a special occasion you guessed.

Tony was the first one down and let out a sigh "do you two ever stop??"

Wanda stood behind the mayor holding his head up exposing his neck "Stark you're in no position to talk" Scarlet twisted her fingers controlling the avenger's bodies keeping them in place "so fucking easy" she laughed

"Tony you said we could survive her control" Steve tried getting out of it "obviously I didn't think too far ahead did I captain?"

Sam groaned "every time"

Wanda beckoned you over "come here princess, mommy wants you to finish him off" you quickly ran up to her holding the dagger to his throat

"I-i demand you to let me go!" He stuttered, Wanda rolling her eyes "I'm bored already detka kill him"

You obliged slicing his throat watching him fall to the floor and Scarlet coming round to you pulling you into her "looks like you wasted your time again loser heroes" the three of you quickly disappeared leaving the avengers to clean up the mess and deal with the consequences of your actions, yet again.

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You finally landed back into the apartment Wanda holding you close, she knows you struggle with the whole travel thing "you okay my love?"

You nodded and turned to the other witch "where's my pizza?"

Scarlet groaned at a confused Wanda "I promised her pizza after we'd finished" she turned to you

"Daddy will go and get pizza for the spoilt baby" Scarlet left you and Wanda alone to go and get your requested food "you've got Daddy wrapped around your finger haven't you?"

You turned around in her hold kissing her and wrapping your arms around your neck "and you Mommy"

She raised her eyebrows "oh? Have you?"

"Yep! Scar says you've gone soft on me"

Wanda grinned and bit her lip "sweetheart I'm just warming you up, I can get a lot meaner on you"

You gigged "you sound so cringy" she picked you up making you gasp and walked you to the bedroom throwing you onto it "you've gotten so bratty my love, don't worry, I'll fuck the brattiness out of you and then let Daddy do the same".

God you were in a for a long night and you were so fucking excited!

#marvel #marvel au #evil's newest fangirl au #marvel drabble #wanda maximov #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #Wanda Maximoff x reader x scarlet witch #the scarlet witch imagine #the scarlet witch x wanda maximoff #the scarlet witch x reader #the scarlet witch #MCU #Natasha Romanoff #natasha romanov

[irisvseyelash]

[Part 1] B-But my thingsss is just either sleep, eat, having existensial crisis while doing nothing (esp during this lockdown), staring at my ceiling for hours, checking any Batarou content for hours too, or making super random hcs. So yeah, I'll do it anyway! It's already halfway done, btw✌ Also good chance to try how that submit button will work I'm honestly curious, too 😗 Lmao the teachers had already fed up for these 2 rascal kids, they're so done with all shoujo love drama between them 😂

[Part 2] I believe Bang will pester Garou by asking anything about Badd EVERYTIME like a nagging father. Bang: "When will you make Badd my son-in-law?", Garou: "I'M NOT EVEN GRADUATED FROM HIGHSCHOOL PLZ CHILL, OLDMAN!!". Zenko: "Ma, bigbro has a new bf. That's why he insisted to make extra lunchbox every morning", Badd: "Zenko NO-", Mom: "WHA-, BADD WHY YOU DIDN'T TELL MA, HUH?! NOW CALL YOUR BF HE MUST GOING TO DINNER WITH US TOMORROW". They adore Garou very much in the end. Good! 😆

[Part 3] It's OK to write our emotion out! Sometimes I also write comfortfic/sickfic when I'm depressed, depended my mood atm. But happy end always there, even it's in "twisted" way, huehehehe~ *suspicious evil laugh* 😈 When I make my OTP die: "oh no poor soul.. let me do it in a quick merciful way 😢😇". When I make my disliked charas die: "YASS SWEET PAINFUL DEATH TASTED SO GOOD, MMHMM.. NO MERCY FOR YOU OHOHOHO-- 💀😈" (and yesss plz talk more about your Batarou Hanahaki!AU 👀✨)

[Part 4] Aww THANK YOU, IRIS! I'm glad that you think I'm one of the best anon or I've provided good Batarou hcs this year, I feel honoured too tysm I LOVE YOU TOO aaaa-- 😭🙏💖💗💘💕💞💝🌸 (wha? I never joined any discord, only lurking around on tumblr as anon or ao3 as Little1993lamb lol 😜). Also, I'm glad that I could meet you in this fandom. Because what? TWOSET GANG!! SOUTH-EAST ASIAN GANG!! FELLOW BATAROU FANS!! YOOO~ WE (and the rest of fandom members) ARE AWESOME!! 🙌🙌

[Part 5] OMG I FORGOT TO MENTION, Temperans-sama made another DemonAngel Monster!Batarou again it's so magnificent I'm fangirling at it rn I'M CRYING I'M MELTIN-- *incoherence babling mess*. Lol sorry for that, but seriously plz checked on her newest art! Despite labeled as nsfw, there's no actual explicit content in it. Only implication, the rest is our imagination.. 😏 Badd's wings in the art, bro.. I can't stop looking at his soft fluffy wings. The lighting made him looked like HOLY BEING 😳✨

Me: Hm... Wonder if Dyan's replied yet

This 5-Part ask: hELLO THERE

Me: *literally startled enough to drop my phone*

Ah yes anyway, your things is indeed a big mood but don't you have like... Work, to do? I mean mine's just a mountain of assignments and schoolwork ( ;- ;)

wEll I guEsS NOt ¯\(°_o)/¯

It's halfway done? 👀👀👀👀👀 can't wait to reaaaad ugghhhdhdhdh and looks like the mystery of a post submission is gonna be solved soon wheeEEEEE

Okay but the teachers being So Done™ with the two of them is a big mood like who wouldn't be if they were probably the type to literally skip class just to escape school and hang out at the arcade or the manga store or sumn (*cough* Date *Corona*)

Also, your little convo of the typical teen and their s/o is PERFECT I CAN SEE IT HAPPENING 😂😂😂😂👌👌👌 Bang's just going "I want to see grandchildren before I die" and Garou just going "dAD NO—" AND BADD'S MOM GOING ALL "LET ME SEE MY FUTURE SON-IN-LAW *SCREECH*" and Badd just looking around at the shopping centre like "Mom.. Mom stop... Mom people are looking sTOP" because they would be at the grocery store looking for the ingredients to buy and his mom dragging him because she wants to know ALL about this charming young man that successfully charmed her hard-head of a son

And when they meet one another they just. CHARMED. CHARRRRMMMMEEDDDDDD YOU HEAR MEEEE

Garou's arrival would be like *steps into Badd's mom's view* *imaginary roses start appearing out of nowhere because he REALLY DRESSED UP for this* and his mom turning to Badd like "If you're not gonna marry him I will" and then Badd just proceeds to choke because this old woman wants to marry an 18 year old like no bro nooooo

And Badd would be just. Baby. He's baby enough that Bang would fuss over him so much that Badd accidentally snaps at him and Bang goes all "Oooooh feisty. You chose a great one, Sonny" and Badd has his back almost folded in half by how hard Bang smacked him and Garou just flusters and stutters amd is just overall Embarassed™ not for himself but for his 'Dad' whose making Badd a little overwhelmed at how he's acting

Idk man my teacher said writing with the ink called emotion's not good. Like the readers can see that you utterly despise or adore that character or situation. Which in my opinion is great, but I guess not

ヽ(｀⌒´)ノ

But yess killing off that one character you hate the most just gives you so much satisfaction that you just... Can't help but grin when you write out their death.

And Imma write up the Hanahaki AU in the reblog of this post... Soon. Cause I needa finish reading Azfa Hanani (my literature book) for tomorrow's quiz D': AND YES DYAN YOU DESERVE ALL THE LOVE FOR WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING RIGHT NOW I LOVE YOUUUUUU

*squints suspiciously* that wink looks very sus and even if you ARE in the discord gang, Fiji is the twosetter there and YES TWOSET GANG (wait a damn minute) ASEAN GANG AND BATAROU GANG WE COOL (EVERYONE TOO)

AND TEMPERANS-SAMA POSTED ANOTHER ART?! HDHDHDGSGGD OH NOOOOOO ITS NSFW I CANT LOOK AT THATTTTTTT I'M 15 (°ﾛ°٥) *snurt* Oh there's no explicit content? Oho okay~ AFTER FINISHING MY BOOK.

And BABBLE ON ALL YOU WANT DYAN

Temperans-sama's art is ✨magnifique✨ and is just simply on a whole other level. SO I TOTALLY GETCHU.

I WAS A WHOLE BABBLING MESS WHEN Y'ALL STARTED TO INTERACT WITH ME TOO MY FIRST WAS CAIN THEN EIR AND THEN YOU AND THEN THE DISCORD GANG AND I LOVE, APPRECIATE AND ADORE ALL OF YOU—

*clears throat* Excuse me. Anyways, since I'm a little restless today, my mind made another au but Azfa Hanani style and I can't wait to finish the story so I can just write a whole AU for my boys :')

So anyways when I've seen the art I will simply simp harder for them I see 👀 I am unprepared but then again just when are we, amirite?

[kurtty-drabbles]

Evil actor au

N/A: Well, fuck AoX again and I think I can do an evil actor Kurt much better. Trying to be subtle here? Meh

@djinmer4

Being an actor is not an easy task, that´s an opinion few can give as the movies and interviews give the impression anyone can be a famous actor, yet, Kurt Wagner can point out, without shame, how he did struggle and battle to arrive at the top in such difficult industry.

Mutants and humans are living together and many fetishes are throw in the big media with humans and mutants hence why Kurt had a hard time getting a serious role, at first, he was handsome mutant number 2 and he hated that, now, he´s the protagonist, the director and producer with 3 good movies under his belt that won many awards. Especially the Oscar for best picture and best movie.

And in an interview, the blue man promised to make a sequel to his acclaimed movie, Bluenella, and he´s a man of his word. Yet, like many things in life, one problem arrives that his older sister points out. "The girls that are supposed to dance in this party, get sick, food poisoning, and what we´ll do?"

Kurt thought for a moment. "We have a contract with them, how long will they be sick?" he asked in a professional way and Rogue stated they will be out of action for 2 weeks. "One, let´s send them to get well presents, and two, we can use the dancers to another scene...for this one? Well, we can use a replacement"

Rogue nods and did make some suggestion to what to not call. In her humble opinion, Carol Danvers is not a delicate flower and is not suitable to be a dancer for this scene, or, if you truly ask Rogue, Carol Danvers is not suitable to do anything, but, that´s another story.

Kurt is holding his phone and calling someone. Oh, they will get someone to dance in that scene.

A company of dance called Suspire(oh, Kurt is really amused they choose this name) receive the call and send one of their best dancers for this scene, one of them, as the girls arrive, did catch Kurt´s eyes, or to be more exact, this one girl did gaze upon him first and foremost.

(No fear, no excitement, a mere curiosity that goes to him and the place around her. It´s such innocent that stands up from the others who are giving typical looks to Kurt and the area)

Rogue is talking with the girls to explain the scene, they have to dance bale as the protagonist is thinking about her love life. They nod as more details are giving, don´t interact with the protagonist, just dance, no dialogue will be giving, but, they will get the spotlight for 10 minutes(in movie´s language that´s a lot) and that´s it.

The protagonist of the movie, Alisson "Dazzler" Blaire is talking with the girls explaining the backstory of the protagonist and the importance of the symbolism of this scene, however, Kitty Pryde ended up losing herself from the group and is lost.

"Lost, Madchen?" A voice startled young Kitty Pryde as she looks up to see Kurt Wagner smiling at her and Kitty sighs in relief only to do a grimace at him. "Don´t sneak on me, elf, and yes I´m lost...this studio is really big" she confesses sheepishly.

"That´s what she said" Kurt jokes along and adds "excited to do your first cameo in a big movie?" Kitty is petite, a teen who knows won´t be the tallest woman out there, yet, makes up for this with a strength only few can get, this woman is tenacious and wants to be a great dancer and Kurt knows she´ll be.

"Yes," the answer is a bit clumsy and Kurt can see something is on her mind, and once again, the man is proven right as she adds "Did I get this role because I´m a good dancer or because...you wanted me here?" Kitty asked blushing and Kurt smiles politely as his smiles did falter and he looks hurt and Kitty feels bad for the question.

"Katzchen" a more stern tone was used and Kitty, a teen with 16 years old, is feeling silly now "you´re here because of your talent, of your own merits, how can you think so low of yourself? or me? I wouldn´t ask you to be here just because...if you´re here is because you´re talent dancer" Kurt explained and Kitty apologises.

"Is just, I know you" she blushes and Kurt remembers strawberry and how much he loves it "And I just want to make sure that I´m here for my own merits and not...nepotism" Kitty declares softly and Kurt understand. "I´m happy to be in this scene, and, I´m happy to be near you" she confessed feeling silly and Kurt chuckles at this reaction.

"I´m happy you´re here, Katzchen, now, you must be with your group...here, let me take you" and Kitty gladly accepts his help as Alisson waves at Kitty as the girl is not terribly late for hearing more explanation on the scene.

Finally, the scene is filmed and everyone is happy, well, Kurt still doesn´t think the scene is perfect and wants to try some new ideas before considering the scene over, no one is complaining about that.

Kurt is talking with Kitty and, of course, her classmates thanking them for showing up so short and people have no problem in taking photos with the dancers. In fact, everyone in the studio is really having fun.

"Uhm, Kurt? Do you want to take a picture with me?" Kitty asked blushing as 17 years old rarely do. Kurt did accept and a selfie is made. His sister waves at him and says he has to go to a meeting.

"Is a bit strange how the first dancer group got food poising," Rogue said and Kurt only mentions how the other group is with their health and his sister said they are alright. "But I meet Kitty, I can see why you wanted to bring her first, they all are very talented and Kitty is such a cutie thing" this is enough to make Kurt smiles for real.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city Mara, Kurt´s craziest fangirl, is arrested for food poisoning a dancer group that should be attending on Kurt´s newest movie. All she declares. "I did out of love"

#I´m sorry #evil actor au #Kurt Wagner #nightcrawler #kurtty yet #kitty pryde #rogue

[arizcross]

KHR Idol AU

“For a very long time, in this world the power of music and worldwide level entertainment has brought humanity together.” Starts a beautiful man with smooth yet playful voice.

His skin is pale and flawless – like ivory –, his hair an explosion of soft white strands with very hard to notice lights of an extremely pale violet, his eye shape is sharp and his irises are tinted with the most lovely of purples, under his left eye is a curious tattoo of three small spikes pointing down.  

“For that same reason there are very few of these 'World-Class' idols.” He says as he makes air quotes with his hands.

Now we can see his outfit; he is wearing a black and tight shirt with some fashionable rips, his jeans are black and tight as well, some fashionable rips here and there. Over his black shirt he is wearing a white informal jacket with embroideries of white dragons on the sleeves, his boots are white and with a three centimeters heel.

“This is why tonight is a special night...” He continues.

Now we can see the he is standing in the middle of a TV Show forum. Behind him is a stage submerged in shadows, the spotlight focused solely on the white haired young man that is talking to us. The audience listens with rapt attention to every word he says, wondering what lies in the darkness behind the beautiful host of the show.

“Tonight here, in 'Byakkun's Talk-Back Show', I Byakuran, will present to you the newest of these World-Class Idols!” He finally reveals, the audience making a sound of shocked surprise. “Some months ago he made his artistic debut with his very first single, a very lovely song in english that he composed himself! A song that, allow me to inform you, is in the top hundred Bellboard list! Then he made some awesome collabs with bright shining stars like 'Kyoko', 'Generation X', 'Varia' and, of course, me! Your lovely Byakuran!”

With every fact that Byakuran stated about this new 'World-Class' Idol the audience's mouths open wider and wider, some of the people that already have guessed who Byakuran is talking about have already started to fangirl and fanboy so strongly that they are vibrating on their seats, some are even stomping their feet against the floor with such strenght that it sounds like an earthquake.

“He has also been in the cover of magazines like 'Teenage' and 'Teen Vague'! And, as some of you may already know, he will make a special apparition in the children TV Show, Sun Flower Street!” By now, everyone in the audience is screaming and clapping and stomping, some are even crying!  “From: Arcobaleno Wide World Entertainment Company, To: The World…” Dramatic pause. “I present to you to the lovely! The pure!! The awesome!! 'Tsuna'!!!”

Announces Byakuran the name of the guest artist, the lights turn on behind him and on the stage previously submerged in shadows we see the figure of a lovely young man.

The crowd goes wild.

Tsuna has crazy puffy and fluffy looking chestnut hair, pretty almond shaped eyes with long and dark eyelashes, amber-ish colored irises that shine gold against the light of the reflectors, a small mouth with plump rosy lips, all of this on a lovely heart shaped face. He is wearing a white dress shirt with vertical orange stripes and the last two buttons are unbuttoned, over that he has a dark orange jacket with hoodie, his jeans are tight and standard blue color with some rips here and there, covering his feet are a pair of classic black converse. All in all, Tsuna looks casual and welcoming, as if he is the best friend you have a crush on.

A soft piano music starts to play in the background and then Tsuna soft yet kind of husky voice joins, like a caress to the soul…

Today we live, today we breathe Today we know that we are strong when we are weak Today we trust, we overcome Take every chain that kept us slaves and throw them off

There is a shift in the music and a higher tone melts into the song, a female duet joins Tsuna's voice and the song takes strength.

We're not waiting for permission We defy our inhibition Like our middle name is "fearless" Unafraid

There is a beat... and then the whole audience sings along, as if they all have become a powerful giant.

If we're gonna fly, we fly like eagles Arms out wide If we're gonna fear, we fear no evil We will rise By your power, we will go By your spirit, we are bold If we're gonna stand, we stand as giants If we're gonna walk, we walk as lions

There is moment were the whole crowd, Byakuran included, go into 'Ooh Ooh' as the drums beats, their hands waving in the air. Tsuna smiles at this and finishes the phrase with one more…

We walk as lions

As the drums and the piano keep playing Tsuna's voice once again reigns the song, the two women of the chorus can be seen dancing slowly on the background, lip singing but not really joining again yet.

Today is ours, it's always been Before we face the fight We know who's gonna win We live by faith and not by sight We don't want safe and quiet We don't wanna run and hide

The audience is wild, singing along Tsuna with burning passion, some have already fainted and been took out of the building. Once again the female duet joins Tsuna's velvet voice and the giant sings once again.

This is not an intermission It's our time, not gonna miss it You've already called us fearless Unafraid If we're gonna fly, we fly like eagles Arms out wide If we're gonna fear, we fear no evil We will rise By your power, we will go By your spirit, we are bold If we're gonna stand, we stand as giants If we're gonna walk, we walk as lions We walk as lions

The audience 'Oohs' along with tears rolling down their cheeks. Tsuna then takes the microphone and directs it the audience, silently asking them to sing the next part of the song. No one dared to disappoint the young idol.

Oh, everywhere we go The battle has been won We know you've gone before us So, we take it hard in faith With every step we take We know we'll rise victorious

Tsuna nods towards the audience and gives them a smile filled with pride and joy before he starts to sing along the audience again. The singing voice of the giant inside the TV forum is clear and loud, so loud it seems as if every person in the country is singing along for the world to listen.

If we're gonna fly, we fly like eagles Arms out wide If we're gonna fear, we fear no evil We will rise By your power, we will go By your spirit, we are bold If we're gonna stand, we stand as giants If we're gonna walk, we walk as lions We walk as lions

The audience – with crying eyes and sore throats – 'Ooohs' one last time, their souls have been soothed by Tsuna's singing and their eyes blessed by Tsuna's presence, the audience is grateful to Byakuran and will remember this night as one of the best nights of their lives.

We walk as lions

Finishes the brunette on the stage, the light dims on Tsuna and his crew as the melody ends, finally the shadows swallow the young man's figure again and the audience gives a standing ovation.

“That was ‘Tsuna’.” Joyfully reappears Byakuran in front of the camera. “Thank you Arcobaleno Wide World Entertainment Company, you guys still got it. When we come back from the commercials we will have a nice chat with Tsuna-kun, remember to send me your questions to the show’s Twitter account so you can interview Tsuna-kun too! We will be right back, so please don't change your channel!” Says Byakuran as he winks to the camera.

When Sawada Tsunayoshi was sixteen years old he already had three – part time – jobs. Why? Because his mother was sick and their medical insurance didn’t cover the complete treatment, so Tsuna had to pay for half of the medicines that she needed. The young brunette had already been held back a year, making him repeat his final year of middle school. After school he worked as a waiter in a coffee shop near the hospital where his mother was indefinitely hospitalized... and then it gets tricky, because for his other two jobs Tsuna lied about his age. Three times a week, after visiting his mother at the hospital, Tsunayoshi worked as a waiter at a bar. And two times a week, after visiting his mother and with the help of a simple disguise – a baseball cap and sunglasses –, Tsuna worked as a receptionist at a... at a Love Hotel.

With all of that happening in his life, it is quite obvious that Tsunayoshi didn't had much time to spare in things that most of his peers are interested in, like fashion trends or celebrities, yet there were these small moments that Tsunayoshi shared with his mom, moments where they were alone in the hospital room and Tsunayoshi and his mom would play the guitar – she taught him how to when he was a child – and write silly songs together.

For about six months everything was alright – if we don't count Tsunayoshi's failing grades –, until one night a social worker showed up at the brunette's job at the bar, explaining Tsunayoshi's whole situation to the owner. To say that Tsuna was fired is an understatement. The social worker had also talked with the brunette's boss at the LH, so Tsunayoshi was fired from that job as well.

“I understand your situation, Sawada-kun.” Said the social worker. “But you are still a minor and were putting yourself in danger with those jobs.”

Tsunayoshi was beyond angry and sad that night, he felt defeated and so, so tired. So he did the only thing that could cheer him up in that moment; he took his old, second hand guitar that his mother gave him when he turned six, went to the nearest park to his house and sang the saddest song he could come up with. What he didn't know was that listening to him was Kawahira Shirou, co-founder and president of Arcobaleno Wide World Entertainment Company. 

Why was Kawahira in the middle of the night, in a sub-urban park in the not so big city of Namimori? Because he likes to take – fucking five years – long strolls around the world while searching for what he knows is true talent.Kawahira offered to pay for the treatment of Tsunayoshi's mother as long as the brunette accepted to work for him. 

At the beginning Tsunayoshi wasn't sure, what if these people were into human traffic? So the boy investigated; imagine his surprise when he discovered that the company is actually a legit company that produces and manages World Class Idols. Tsunayoshi called to the number Kawahira had given him and spoke with a woman by the name of Sepira Giglionero, who – after Tsunayoshi explained to her the reason of his call – told him about how Kawahira would just disappear for years in look for new talents for the company. Sepira told Tsunayoshi what he had to do and where he had to go, but before doing anything first the brunette had to speak with his mother, which was part of the deal he and Kawahira had made.

Tsunayoshi told his mother everything, from him having to repeat his last year of middle school to the jobs where he lied about his age, then he told her about Kawahira. He told her about how he was going to go to Tokyo to the main office of the Japanese Branch of The Arcobaleno Company. Of course there were tears, Nana – Tsunayoshi's mother – was sad that her son had to lie to her for so long, but she was – is – also proud of the kind and noble man her son turned out to be. Nana set only one condition for Tsunayoshi to be able to go to Tokyo and start his idol training; he had to properly finish middle school and give her his middle school certificate. Kawahira agreed with the woman's condition and called the man that would become Tsunayoshi's biggest nightmare – his greatest ally, his best friend, the father he needed and deserved but never knew he wanted –, Reborn.

When Kawahira first presented Reborn to Tsunayoshi, the white haired man told the brunette that the raven haired, sharp dressed man was going to be his tutor and that he would help him study for a special exam where in case Tsunayoshi approved it, he would get his middle school certificate. Those weeks were Hell and in Tsunayoshi’s mind Reborn quickly became someone that could put the devil to cry as easily as he drinks his as-dark-as-his-soul coffee. In the end Tsunayoshi managed to pass the exam, Nana granting him her full blessing for the Idol Training, but to Tsunayoshi’s dismay the one that turned out to be his producer and manager was no other than Reborn himself. The sharp-dressed demon called a pair of individuals to coach the brunette: Lal Mirch and Colonello.

Lal Mirch makes Tsunayoshi do a lot of exercise to gain stamina and lean muscle. She makes him run, squat, bench, jump, lift and drag weights as if his life depended on it – and maybe it did, Tsuna prefers to never find out –. She also designs healthy meal menus for him and makes Tsuna drink disgusting protein shakes every morning and night.

Colonello is Tsunayoshi’s dancing coach, he is more easy going than Reborn and Lal Mirch but by no means less spartan in his training. He makes Tsunayoshi dance on high heels, he even makesTsunayoshi walk on high heels as long as he was inside The Arcobaleno Building. He teacunayoshi hot to pole dance, ballet, break dance and jazz. All of this combined with Lal Mirch’s training almost killed Tsuna more than once.

Reborn also takes part on Tsuna’s Idol Training. He becam the brunette’s voice trainer, teaching him how to hit the high notes and how to make guttural heavy metal notes. Reborn presentsTsuna to some of the company’s bright stars, all for Tsuna to learn from his sempai in the Idol World, Reborn s very impressed when Tsuna charms every single one of those crazy bastards – and damn proud as well, but he will never admit it aloud –.

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[sunflowerstrays]

what is love - stray kids - crack au

no one asked for this. I hate myself for writing this, but after a conversation I had earlier, this came from it. enjoy :)))

stray kids au.

words: 1.6k.

genre: wow, a mess. crack.

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“Are we actually going to put this on YouTube?” Hyunjin asks with a weary expression on his face. Changbin, practically exploding with excitement, nods with so much enthusiasm that his hair falls all out of position as he hands Hyunjin a pastel pink coloured hoodie.

“It’s going to be so cute. Our little Hyunjinnie dancing to Twice, think about how cute you will look!” Changbin says, before springing off to hand Jeongin the baby blue hoodie. Chan had made all the boys learn three Twice songs - Heart Shaker, Likey, and TT - but had failed to tell them why. Then this morning as they headed to the dance studio for practise, JYP had sprung them himself and broke the news.

The reaction had been a real mixed bag; Changbin, Woojin, Jisung and Felix had practically screamed with excitement, Seungmin and Jeongin were shell shocked, Minho and Hyunjin had practically crumbled at the concept. Cute had never been Hyunjin’s thing, and Minho had visions of his career ending because he imitated one of the girls wrong.

This was in honour of celebrating Twice’s newest comeback, What is Love, and the release of Stray Kid’s debut. They had debuted about a month ago now, and were coming towards the end of the promotions for District 9, so apparently JYP thought this would be an amazing opportunity. Chan - being the obnoxious, stubborn leader he could be - agreed to the idea, knowing how each member would react.

“It could be worse, Hyunjinnie,” Jeongin says as they step into the White Room, which has been decorated by Twice themselves - they had thought the concept was an incredible as Chan had, and asked if they could decorate it with various soft bears, streamers and fairy lights. “They could’ve made us wear dresses!” The thought itself makes Hyunjin collapse to the floor, already ready to give up.

As much as he hated the idea, Minho couldn’t help but admit how good the girls were at designing. The massive teddy bear in the corner seemed to watch them all, and it put Hyunjin even more on edge when Jeongin joked about Tzuyu from Twice hiding in there.

The boys were allowed to listen and practise the songs once before they recorded the whole thing, and Woojin and Felix couldn’t be more excited. Woojin had recently dyed his hair platinum blonde again, matching Felix, and with his blue cardigan - that he had chosen himself - and Felix’s pastel blue beanie and matching hoodie, the boys were definitely going for the cute theme. Changbin had also picked out a knitted purple and white cardigan, and where the boys had found them was beyond Chan.

Seungmin and Jeongin at this point were now buzzing with nervous energy - all nine of the Stray Kids had a huge amount of respect for Twice as their ‘older sisters’ in the company, and Chan was particularly close with them after having trained with many of them for so many years. As a result, it definitely made the members want to impress them with their dance skills; especially the younger members.

“It could be much worse actually, Hyunjin,” Felix says, hugging the older boy from behind and looking at Hyunjin with a big grin, “they could make you sing as well. Imagine that-”

“Is it too late for me to un-debut?” Hyunjin asks, making the other eight boys and several cameramen around the room laugh. Minho just shakes his head, getting into position for the first song they’d be performing, Heart Shaker. Jisung would be starting the song, and was bouncing on the spot with nervous energy, ready to show the world what he was really capable - the cutest of cute girl group concepts. His strawberry blond hair had been styled long and messy today, making him look even cuter than usual.

Hyunjin and Minho are forced against their wills into the positions, and the music starts before they are even all ready. As usual, Jisung gives it his all, acting far too cute for the world to hand. This practise is fairly quiet as the boys are all focused on getting the dance right - and as soon as they are done, the music is started again and the camera’s are switched on.

“Let’s go boys!” Chan says before the music starts, and Hyunjin has to stifle his groan of complaint into the pink of the hoodie. The song is fast, the dance too cute, and Felix can’t help but squeal as the chorus comes up.

When Chan has to run up and wrap his arms around Felix’s waist for the dance move, Woojin squeals so high-pitched that Seungmin, Jeongin and Chan all burst into laughter. Hyunjin and Minho, despite their discontentment, can’t help but smile as well at the madness they call their group.

The dance goes really smoothly somehow, with Changbin ending it by exclaiming how adorable Hyunjin was. This was followed by Chan thanking Minho for being cooperative, and Jeongin jumping on Hyunjin to attack him in a hug.

“You better get me the biggest portion of chicken nuggets following this, Chan,” Hyunjin warns as Likey begins to play, and Jeongin squeals in excitement - this is definitely his favourite Twice song, and after spending a whole afternoon rehearsing it with Twice himself just in order to get it perfect, he is determined to prove how cute he can be.

“And I want full control over the television tonight,” Minho grunts before the practise dance starts. As usual, Jisung, Changbin and Jeongin ace the cuteness of the dance, but Minho seems to have the actual dance itself down - if the world didn’t know better, they would’ve said he had choreographed the dance for Twice himself.

When the actual recording for Likey starts, Jeongin cranks the adorableness up to full and definitely steals the show with his cute expressions, finger hearts and squeals. Even Seungmin and Felix begin fangirling over how adorable he is, bringing a smile to Hyunjin’s face. Minho does the centre solo dance, making Chan, Woojin and Changbin scream when he gets it perfect. Jeongin also has the dance perfect, all the effort that he put in to impressing the girls paying off well.

For the third dance, TT, the Twice girls show up themselves with fancy-dress hats and various other costume outfits. Seungmin joins Minho and Hyunjin in the groan that escapes them as a collective at the thought of dressing up.

“You told me there would be no dresses!” Hyunjin explodes, turning to an evil looking Changbin who is already dressing in the bunny ears and soft white fur coat from Dahyun. He just shrugs in response, before winking at Hyunjin and handing him the green skirt, pearl necklace and starfish hair accessory from Chaeyoung.

The entire group adds fuel to the fire by laughing at the outfit that Hyunjin has ended up with, the mermaid costume. Hyunjin is so close to refusing and just terminating his contract with JYP right there and then, but stops when Jeongin walks over, already dressed in the navy hat and sparkling navy cape of Tzuyu’s outfit.

He takes the skirt, which is a weird sequin zip-up skirt, and pulls it around Hyunjin’s waist. With his black, ripped skinny jeans underneath and the pink jumper, Hyunjin was definitely redefining fashion. Then he clasps the pearls around his neck and, puts the starfish clip in his hair, and gives him a proud smile.

“Just one song, Hyunjinnie, you can do this,” Jeongin says, before turning to help Felix fix the hat on to his hair. Hyunjin takes in a deep breath, that he holds on to for the entirety of the song. He is beyond ready for this, and if he is still a member of Stray Kids afterwards, he better be getting a huge thank you from his bandmates.

The song starts, and with the skirt, it’s nearly impossible for Hyunjin to dance. Instead he focuses on how ridiculous that Changbin looks, prancing around in his bunny outfit, and laughing at that instead. It’s easier than realising this performance could ruin his image.

The song takes a thousand years to pass, but when it does, he does not hesitate to unzip the skirt, pull off his hoodie, and collapse on the floor. The Twice members are all making an effort to coo even louder at Hyunjin, with his Stray Kids members doing the same as Minho and Seungmin collapse beside him. Chan takes a photo, posting it to the Stray Kids Instagram with a caption of “Just wait!” and a bunch of heart emojis.

“This is how my career ends,” Seungmin cries into the floor, “In a devils outfit.” Hyunjin can’t help but snort in laughter; whilst he probably looked like a clown wearing the starfish hairpiece and jewellery, at least he wasn’t entirely dressed in a short red dress over his jeans and a devil’s headpiece.

Much to the three despaired boys’ delight, some of the Twice members return with Hyunjin and Minho’s specific requests; a huge bucket of chicken nuggets, and the television remote with Minho’s name on it. Hyunjin disappears to beside the huge teddy bear whilst eating his nuggets and letting the other boys mock each other for their outfits, and Minho is defending the television remote for his life from a pirate-dressed Woojin.

Jeongin spends a long time at Seungmin’s side, still wearing the navy cloak and poking his friend, waiting for Seungmin to come out of his grieving mood and actually realise how cute he looked throughout the video.

“If we aren’t given an award after this, I’m quitting,” Seungmin says, sending all eighteen people in the room into fights of laughter as a result.

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told you it was awful.

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#FindEmmaSwanAFriend

Feeling left behind by her more successful, settled friends, Emma Swan moves to Scotland on a whim. Sure, she’s winning at Instagram, but something is still missing from her new life. Fortunately, her friends back home are on it. #FindEmmaSwanAFriend goes viral. Enter Killian Jones, reluctant columnist, who is on the hunt for his newest subject, and may just have found her. CS AU.

also on ff.net

Tagging:  @katie-dub, @wholockgal, @kat2609, @whovianlunatic, @optomisticgirl, @ladyciaramiggles, @the-lady-of-misthaven, @emmaswanchoosesyou, @ilovemesomekillianjones, @cigarettes-and-scotch-whisky, @biancaros3, @ms-babs-gordon, @ab-normality, @andiirivera, @fangirl-till-it-hurts, @onceuponaprincessworld, @chocolatecrackle.

This chapter was a mess for so long, so big thanks to @wholockgal for helping me try to whip her into shape, and @lenfaz for always listening to my writing-related whining.

Emma

The next person who emails me asking for an extension on an assignment they’ve had ALL SEMESTER to do, I’m straight up murdering. ES

I think that’s what they call premeditation, Swan. KJ

There are 33 emails in my inbox right now asking for last minute extensions. 33! Justifiable homicide. ES

33? You’re quite right. Not a jury in the land would convict you. KJ

… This is the part where you chime in with your own work horror story, so I can see I’m being irrational. ES

Is it? As you wish. I just thought seriously about poisoning our illiterate sub-editor with expired milk I found in the darkest recesses of the break room fridge. All because she used a Daily Mail-worthy pun as a headline for one of my articles. And I might’ve done, if the work experience kid hadn’t just used up the last of it for his Ovaltine. KJ

Oh god. Is he okay? ES

For the moment. Looking a bit green around the gills though. I’ve a bet going with the Pictures Editor he won’t make it til lunchtime. KJ

Okay, so not exactly what I was going for, and yet, I feel strangely less like a monster. You, on the other hand, might want to get that kid to a doctor. And/or book yourself in for a refresher for that workplace sensitivity training seminar. ES

According to Liam, there isn’t an opening for six months. Believe me, he checked. KJ

Of course he did. So... 6 hours til happy hour at the Jingles. You in? ES

Oh? Are you buying? KJ

The first round, sure. But only if you promise me it’ll be an early night. I have 203 final assessments to grade. I DO NOT have time to be hungover. ES

Your proposal is acceptable. KJ

Emma saw the poster on the last official teaching day before Reading Week, tacked to the pinboard outside her office. Poorly formatted, and clearly the work of someone with little to no design ability, it nevertheless managed to stop her in her tracks.

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Emma could feel something building in her gut. Something unpleasant and inevitable. Something like picturing herself strapped into a cheap plastic breastplate sometime in the near future.

Killian was going to have a field day.

Or, she thought he might, if she could just dig herself out from under the pile of term papers she needed to grade long enough to set up a meet with him.

It figured that all of the empty space in Emma’s schedule would evaporate just as soon as the weather turned. Living under so many layers for so long, Emma had almost forgotten the sun was supposed to have any real warming ability at all. But suddenly, just as the semester was drawing to a close, it re-appeared with a vengeance, and the city was utterly transformed.

Gone were the puffer jackets and tights, the Gore-Tex and the ugly sweaters Emma had long considered to be the unofficial national uniform. Instead the sidewalks became filled with pasty-limbed people displaying their newly liberated flesh with the kind of exhibitionist zeal Emma hadn’t seen since her first Spring Break trip to Florida.

She nearly tripped over a few as they lay sunning themselves out on the Meadows, oblivious to her sweaty, breathless approach. Not to mention the ten or so pubs she had to avoid on her walk home from work, the pavements outside bursting with mismatched outdoor furniture someone had scrounged up in a hurry. All of them packed with sun-worshippers in the most reptilian tradition, and none of them alone.

Who were these people? Emma wondered. Drinking Magners mid-afternoon and stripped down to the barest essentials, always an audience for their bawdy jokes. Where had they all materialized from? Didn’t they have jobs to go to?

In contrast, Emma’s apartment remained completely ignorant of the change in seasons, still cold as a morgue. Her south-facing windows not only had a great view of the brick wall opposite, but they also brought in precisely zero natural light.

It really was a shitty apartment.

And if she had to spend any more time cooped up in it, alone, wrapped in three sweaters while she read circuitous papers in defence of Andrew Jackson, she was going to go crazy.

She had to get out.

She discovered it by accident, really, one day last November when she’d been caught in a surprise hailstorm, and looking for somewhere warm and dry to scarf down the rest of her Greggs donut. Her office-mate had office hours, and the University library stacks were always too crowded with clueless undergrads or amorous couples looking for privacy.

But the City Library? There were whole floors where the only ones around were harmless old biddies working on their genealogies, and their peripheral vision wasn’t the greatest. It was the perfect place to devour a forbidden pastry, or wait out a hailstorm or two. Or run into the very Englishman you’d been meaning to text back.

Emma liked the Reference Library best. It looked kind the kind of thing a fairy tale Beast might gift to a reluctant new house guest to win her over: floor-to-ceiling shelves lining every wall, supported by cast iron balustrades reachable by spiral staircases, an imposing geometric dome that looked like it came right out of Versailles. For the nerds, original card indicies. And for the displaced American history lecturer: plentiful desk space, wi-fi and always somewhere to charge your phone.

Emma had always considered the place to be kind of her little secret. No matter the time of year or weather, it was never too crowded. But there was no mistaking the leather-clad figure sat alone in the second row, feet up on the desk, nose buried in a thin paperback.

He didn’t register her proximity as Emma made her approach, even as she bent down to get a better look at what had him so engrossed.

‘‘Codes, Ciphers and Secret Writing’?” Emma read aloud, perversely gratified to see him lurch forward in his seat, caught unawares. She clicked her tongue as she took the seat next door. “If you’re considering taking up a career as a spy, you might want to make yourself slightly harder to sneak up on. Just a tip.”

He set the book down on the desk, shooting her a somewhat annoyed glance. “Well this is a turn up for the books. It’s been so long between texts I thought maybe you’d done in one of your students, and were lost to the ravages of the criminal justice system forever.”

Emma made a face.

“No? Well, small mercies I suppose. And fancy seeing you here. I didn’t really pick you for a fan of French Renaissance architecture, Swan. Or was there some other marvel you’d come to admire?” He asked, batting his eyelashes in the kind of over-the-top way that would put a silent film ingénue to shame.

Emma rolled her eyes. “Sorry to deflate that massive ego of yours, but I’m not stalking you. I’m just here for the free wi-fi. How was I supposed to know you’d be here… studying spycraft?”

“So just a happy coincidence then?” He held her gaze for a moment, like he didn’t quite believe her. “Well then, as to the book, believe me, Swan, I have zero aspirations towards the Security Services. Callum, however…”

At that, a young woman a few rows down glanced up from her MacBook to give them the evil eye, and Killian ducked his head, slipping a piece of paper from out between the pages of the book, marked with an indecipherable jumble of numbers written in a childish blue scrawl.

“He’s off penguins for the minute,” he continued, his voice now little more than a hushed whisper. “Now it’s codes. Ciphers. Secret communiqués. Which wouldn’t be so bad, perhaps, if the lad hadn’t refused to communicate in any other way...” He scrubbed a hand over his face, his frustration plain.

By the sound of it, things might have been a little tense at the breakfast table lately.  

Emma whistled through her teeth, though she fought to match his soft tones. “Wow. I think when I was eight years old, all I cared about was ponies.”

He glanced up at her then, the unspoken ‘Is that so?’ making her cheeks color. Even when he said nothing at all, Killian still found ways to make her regret every casual remark, every tiny breadcrumb she unwittingly left behind of the childhood she’d tried so hard to forget.

“Let me see that,” Emma said hotly, snatching the coded message from where it lay before him, leaning forward to examine it.

Then without thinking too much about it, she plucked the red pen from her hair that she’d been using to keep her bun in place, and set about making a series of tiny scribbles.

Killian, his book apparently forgotten, leaned over to study her work. “Know a thing or two about ciphers, do we, lass?”

Emma shrugged. “A bit. It came free with my John Jay obsession. But Callum’s what? Eight, right? So it’s probably not anything too difficult…”

The numbers could mean he was using a book as the key. Each number corresponding to a page and paragraph in the book where the desired word lay. Jay had been a fan of that particular method. He’d favored a dictionary as his key, usually. But the numbers Callum had written…

Emma drew up the matrix, smiling to herself as the childish meaning behind the code slowly became clear. She twisted the paper back in Killian’s direction with a victorious flourish.

“Lachie... is... a…” she translated. “Well, you can see for yourself.”

Killian’s eyes widened looking from the paper, back to Emma, his mouth agape. “You’re bloody brilliant, Swan.”

Emma wasn’t sure she’d ever been told that before. By anyone. Certainly not by someone who’d never been on the receiving end of one of her blow jobs. It was a single stray thought that stuck uncomfortably in her thoughts, and had her barreling on in a hurry to fill the awkward pause.

“It’s a six-sided Polybius square,” Emma explained, keeping her eyes trained to the piece of paper. “I’m pretty sure I read somewhere POWs in Vietnam used a variant of it to communicate between their cells. But Callum’s numbers only go up to 6, so I… what?”

He was staring.

“Nothing,” he said with a cough, though she could see the tips of his ears turning pink.

“You okay?”

He shook his head. “Of course. I was just thinking…”

“Thinking what?” Emma asked warily.

Looking kind of like he’d rather the ground rose up and swallowed him instead, Killian sighed and met Emma’s eye, shooting her a look that was so direct she was tempted to scoot her chair back to give them some space. “I was just thinking that Dr Swan is quite a good look on you.”

Emma opened her mouth, to what? Scoff? Say thank you? Luckily, she never had to find out, the silence punctuated by a series of conspicuous buzzing noises.

Emma heard MacBook Girl’s muttered curse. As if she wasn’t just dicking around on Facebook, like everyone else.

“Forgive me,” Killian murmured, clearing his throat and reaching into his pocket and fishing out the device. Whatever he read on that screen, his face immediately pulled into a tight frown and he rose out of his chair all at once.

“Everything okay?” Emma asked, growing concerned.

“Hmmm.”

It was not the most convincing sound Emma had ever heard.

As if somehow sensing Emma’s frustration, he raised his gaze from the phone to look at her, his expression softening a fraction around the eyes. “Apologies, Swan,” he said with a pained smile. “It appears I’m needed elsewhere.”

He hovered a moment, his weight shifting restlessly from foot to foot. “I need to head back to the office first. Would you like to walk with me? Or is the lure of free wi-fi too good an inducement to pass up?”

Emma glanced down at her watch, which showed the time to be little past noon. She’d been planning on enjoying the silence of solitude of the library a little more. Make a dent in her grading somewhere with decent heating and what passed for natural light.

But given the look on his face right now, and the way he was clenching his jaw, the fact that he’d even asked meant he probably really, really needed the distraction. And Emma might be pretty selfish on her best days, but she wasn’t cruel. And it just so happened, she had a particular distraction in mind.

“Sure,” she said, letting some of her weight fall onto his proffered prosthetic, as she rose from her chair.

“Sure, I’ve got time.”

Yeah, he was a fan of the laser tag idea.

His mood wasn’t buoyant exactly, as they wended their way along Castle Terrace, dodging Chinese tour groups who were arriving by the busload, selfie sticks at the ready. But the idea of Emma making a humiliating spectacle of herself certainly seemed to hold some kind of appeal for him.

He was no longer actively brooding.

“I can just picture it now; Emma Swan: Jungle Warrior.”

Emma snorted. Then she opened her mouth to refute this, and then closed it again, considering her track record.

Killian considered her shrewdly. “Something you’d like to share with the class?”

“I don’t know…I don’t know if you know this about me, but I’m kind of competitive. The last time I did something like this, it got kind of… ugly.”

“Define ugly.”

“We went paintballing for David’s birthday one year and August ended up in the ER with a dislocated knee.”

Killian winced.

“He says he can still feel it when it rains. Of course, he’s a novelist, so he’s kind of known for being needlessly dramatic so...”

Encouraged by the prospect of mayhem, the usual mischievous sparkle was returning to Killian’s eyes. “I think this competitive side is something I’ve got to see for myself.”

“Too bad you’re not invited, then, huh?”

“I could be…?” Oh no. No way. Was he really pulling puppy dog eyes right now?

“No way. Not happening. You can put those eyes away. It’s a work event. The administration are already on my case about this whole thing enough as it is.”

“And if I talk them ‘round?”

“You’re not going to get the administration to change their minds about me with a winsome smile and pretty boy charm.”

“You think I’m pretty?”

Emma just rolled her eyes, and nudged him into the path of an oncoming tour group.

When I got back to the library I realized you left your book, btw. I returned it. Figured you didn’t need it anymore? ES

Indeed I don’t. In cracking his code, I believe you’ve exhausted Callum’s sudden passion for cryptography. At least, for now. Elsa would like to express her eternal gratitude. KJ

Wow. Look at me, extinguishing a young boy’s thirst for learning. Clearly I’ve got this whole teacher thing on lockdown. ES

Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that. I saw him googling nebulas on the iPad earlier. I dare say another obsession is in the offing. One that might drive his mother a little less insane. KJ

Well, that’s something. ES

Okay, so clearly the administration was into winsome smiles and pretty boy charm, because the next thing Emma knew, she was seated on a university-chartered bus headed out into the hinterland, her columnist stretched out of the seat beside her.

Because that was a super normal thing to bring along to a work event.

Emma found it easiest to ignore the curious looks of her bus-mates by picturing how she was going to wipe the floor with each and every one of them when they got to where they were going.

For the most part, the reluctant recruits they’d manage to scrape together from the School of Social & Political Science did not inspire awe. Emma was pretty sure she could take them. Between Tracy from Social Anthro with her scoliosis, and Glen from British Politics with his spare tire, they seemed a pretty ragtag bunch, not suited to roughing it in the great outdoors.

There was only one among them who looked like a contender, the bearded guy in the army surplus jacket dozing at the back of the bus.

His possible narcolepsy aside, he at least seemed to be in decent shape, if the cut of jaw was any indication. As if he could feel her gaze on him, his eyes blinked open, and Emma turned back to Killian, who’d suddenly trailed off mid-sentence.

“And you didn’t hear anything I just said, did you?”

Emma cringed inwardly. “Sorry. I was just sizing up the competition.”

“Oh?” He enquired, his tone lightening. “And how do they measure up, in your estimation?”

Emma shrugged. “I think it’s in the bag. Our combined youth-”

“Your fighting spirit-” Killian interrupted.

“And the fact the history department won against the Divinity School last year...  ,” Emma continued, ignoring him.

“What about Rambo over there?” Killian asked, raising his chin to indicate the same guy Emma had been caught checking out before. “He looks like he might present a challenge.”

“Yeah, well,” Emma said, refusing to follow his gaze. “We’ll see.”

If Emma thought she might be able to somehow avoid this handsome stranger, maybe she should have remembered that she was cursed. Because when they nominated team captains, somehow it was him that Emma found herself facing off against.

The two of them stood awkwardly, forced to wait while some teenaged employee scrounged around in the pockets of his cargo pants for a coin to flip to determine territory.

And he was handsome, there was no getting around it. Nice hair, just on the manageable side of curly. Admittedly impressive biceps peeking out from underneath an ill-fitting plastic breastplate. Not to mention the warm, friendly smile as he held out a hand.

“Best of luck,” he said.

Oh, and an accent. A very nice accent.   

“And to you,” Emma said graciously, accepting the handshake. She might have been naturally competitive, but there was no need to be rude.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you on campus before,” he mentioned casually, even as his hand still clasped over hers. “I’m Graham Humbert, International Relations.”

The way he said it, with his tongue peeking out to wet his lower lip, she wondered if he was flirting with her. She wondered if she wanted him to be.

“Emma Swan,” she replied, letting her hand fall back down to her side, palm tingling. “American History.”

Killian

Killian Jones was no stranger to using his masculine wiles to his advantage. Though he’d been something of an awkward youth, his university years had been their own sort of education, quite aside from his unfinished philosophy degree.

Now, as a mediocre journalist with few moral scruples, he employed charm and flattery as tools of the trade. What better way to put an interview subject at ease? Or finesse that long-guarded secret from someone’s lips?

True, Saorsa was hardly The Guardian. He wasn’t uncovering government corruption at it’s highest levels or netting himself any Pulitzers. Though he did manage to stir up a hornet’s nest in Parliament that one time, after he got a MSP to admit to an extra-marital affair. Necessary to the public interest it was not, but it never did the circulation numbers any harm.

It was these skills he thought might help secure him a spot on the team bus to Lugton Bogs, the aptly named quagmire that was home to Edinburgh’s premier, and only, outdoor laser tag centre. Or at the very least, might improve Emma’s standing with the university after a rocky start.

Killian’s first port of call? The Press and Public Relations department, tucked away in cobbled alley near Sandy Bell’s. And from the rising stink of it, mostly treated as an open latrine by some of the male patrons of said watering hole after one too many libations at the weekend.

The inside was decidedly more pleasant, sheltered from the stench by double glazed windows and a heavy steel door. The office itself was attractive enough, a hive of industry playing to the soundtrack of ringing telephones. He stopped to ask the way to the right office, and was directed up to the first floor, where cubicles gave way to actual offices.

It was a promising start, he thought. That is, until he seated himself in a rather uncomfortable chair outside his target office, and had gotten a good look at the nameplate velcroed to the door.

That Killian’s quarry turned out to be a male was regrettable, and a waste of Killian’s talents.  That Killian’s quarry turned out to be none other than Robert Gold, native Glaswegian and former husband of one Belle French, Killian thought perhaps it wasn’t too late to do the honourable thing and fall on his sword.

He’d never been stupid enough to name Belle directly, but realistically, how many Australian librarians in Edinburgh could there be? And here was the very man Killian had publicly outed just a few short months ago, as a man who’d chosen his pill addiction over his marriage.

This was the man he had sought?

Killian was already halfway to his feet, ready to skive off their meeting with great urgency, when the door opened and out stepped a slight, silver-haired man, leaning heavily on a cane.

Tink hadn’t been lying when she’d said he’d been older.

“Killian Jones, is it?” he asked, looking bored.

Hello, rock. Hello, hard place. Killian’s first temptation was still to flee, but seeing as he was half-standing in plain sight, it seemed that ship had long sailed.

Instead he straightened, and held out a hand, trying to keep his voice quiver-free. “Aye, Killian Jones. I believe you’re the man to see about getting oneself included on an employee outing?”

For all his vices, Robert Gold did have one thing to his credit; he did not seem to be a Saorsa subscriber. Indeed, Killian’s name did not seem to bring about any flash of recognition. Nor, to Killian’s immense relief, a sudden zeal to sue for libel.

Though now Killian knew what to look for, he very much doubted the man would have much legal grounds. From the sweat soaking through his dress shirt, to the sallow complexion, to the pupils round as saucers, there was no way Robert Gold wasn’t in the throes of some chemical cocktail. The single life clearly wasn’t working for him.

He did, however, seem for the moment to be all-business.

“Laser tag?” he enquired.

Not sure if he was asking for an explanation, or merely a confirmation, Killian hesitated. “Something of an annual tradition from what I understand. Pitting department against department, all in the name of friendly competition.”

Gold nodded, absently.

“And this…” He peered down to examine the form in front of him. “... Emma Swan. You’re writing a column about her personal life?”

“It’s more an exploration on the nature of adult friendships. How difficult it is to make meaningful connections when you find yourself separated from your familiar networks. Emma is merely a vehicle I’m using to…” Killian fumbled for a suitable word. “...illustrate the point.”

“Hmmm.”

With any luck, that “Hmmm” meant that Gold found the idea tedious, and never wanted to hear about it again. Still, Killian wondered how long it would take him to convince their IT guy to “accidentally” corrupt the link to February’s column online.

“And you feel it would be helpful to you if you ‘tagged along’ on this outing?”

Truthfully, now he’d gotten Ruby to confirm Emma’s ER story, he mostly just wanted to watch her in action. But something told him Gold wouldn’t be particularly sympathetic to his plight.

“I think it would lend my words a certain credibility, if I was actually present for the events, certainly.”

Gold looked thoughtful, as if he was actually entertaining the idea. Or perhaps he was just meaning to add his next date with his dealer to his personal calendar. At any rate, he didn’t make Killian wait too long.

“There’s a number of forms to fill out,” the Glaswegian declared airily, pulling a stack of papers from a filing cabinet. “And some insurance concerns. I imagine your employer can email through proof of that?”

Could they? Killian certainly hoped so.

“Aye, of course.”

“Of course, we don’t ask for copy approval ahead of time, we’re not totalitarian savages. But you should be aware that we are always looking for ways to promote the university as a diverse, innovative and enjoyable workplace. Sometimes this means entering partnerships with members of the fourth estate, and sometimes that means breaking off such arrangements, if we feel our aims are not in concert. If you understand my meaning?”

Don’t burn any bridges. Duly noted.

At Killian’s nod of acquiescence, Gold clapped his hands together. “Well then, dearie, it looks like we have ourselves a deal. Blue pen, or black?”

And you thought it couldn’t be done. KJ

You didn’t. ES

I did. KJ

Please tell me you’re joking? ES

Alas, the cramp I’m nursing after signing near a dozen documents in triplicate says otherwise. I am UoE approved, and ready to watch Emma Swan go full berserker. KJ

I hate you. ES

I know. KJ

“Players must keep two hands on the phaser at all time to activate it. This is a safety feature which prevents the phaser being held at an arm’s length,” Killian read the tiny warning sticker on the side of his gun aloud.

Well, wasn’t that just fantastic.

Killian looked around for some teenaged, zero-hour contract flunky he could flag down, but after the initial hubbub of the coin toss, they’d all but vanished. The stand of trees stood all but empty now, except for the handful of middle-aged academics in green vests, wheezing as they made their way over the rise.

Sod it.

His gun might be fucking useless, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t do what he came here to do: Watch Emma Swan kick arse and take names.

She really was in fine form. She might have been surprised by her appointment to team captain, but Killian wasn’t. She was the only one among them who actually looked like they knew what they were doing, and objectively speaking, she looked good doing it.

And as the reluctantly appointed leader, she was the one leading the charge to the enemy compound, organising her little band using military tactics she’d probably lifted straight from Che Guevara. This was exactly why people shouldn’t cross history professors.

Expending the last of his lung capacity, Killian caught up with Emma’s splinter group, just in time to hear the electronic sound effect that signalled a direct hit to the man to his left.

“Six o’ clock,” Killian bellowed, diving for the cover of the nearest tree stump. Emma was already there, pinned down by two more red-vests advancing from the other side.

“Alright, Swan?” he asked, wiping at his forehead with the sleeve of his useless arm.

To his delight, she actually seemed to be enjoying this, her face aflush with activity, her grin wide. She turned his way, tucking a stray tuft of hair behind her ear. “Give us the the tools, and we will finish the job.”

Churchill. She was quoting fucking Churchill.

But as she heard her compatriots fall to enemy fire, he could see the enthusiasm in her eyes visibly dim with each electronic squeal. If they stayed here too long, Rambo and the lasses from Gender Studies were going to pick them off, one by one.

Someone had to do something, and quickly.

And that someone might as well be the eejit with the gun that didn’t bloody work.

Nudging Emma’s shoulder, he pointed to a pile of boulders a little way off. “You make for those, and I’ll cover you.”

Emma looked from the pile, back to Killian. “Are you crazy? That’s like twenty yards. There’s no way we’ll both make it.”

“Only one way to know for sure,” Killian said, rising from his hiding place, and giving her no choice but to follow his lead.

“Aargh,” she cried, scrambling to her feet, rifle at the ready. “You know I hate you, right?”

“Aye, Swan,” he said, swinging to face his aggressors head-on. “I know.”

It wasn’t a drawn-out death.

To Killian’s satisfaction, a few of them had turned and fled when they saw him stand up. But Rambo, the bearded leader of the opposition seemed clue-ier than his friends. He saw the diversion for what it was. And as Emma darted out from behind the stump, he set his sights accordingly. Might have gotten her too, if Killian hadn’t stepped into the line of fire.

“You do know the purpose of the game is not to get hit, right?” Rambo called after him.

But instead of replying, Killian merely slung his rifle up onto his shoulder and headed back to the holding area, humming a song under his breath.

In the end, Emma decimated them, as he knew she would. All but Rambo, that cocksure son of a bitch. He had military training, of that Killian was certain. Or at least a stint in the cadets. He was a little too at ease, in Killian’s view.

Still, Emma managed to hold her own, waiting the bastard out until the clock ran down.

A draw.

He thought he might shout Emma a drink for this. Something tall and refreshing. But as she emerged from the stand of trees, still aglow with near-victory, he saw she wasn’t alone. Rambo strode along beside her, the two of them getting on suspiciously well for people who’d just been trying to “kill” one another.

Killian shrank back, letting himself fall back into a crowd of archaeology professors, comparing aches and pains. They certainly weren’t of the Indiana Jones mould.

He wouldn’t say he watched them. He merely observed them, like any other dispassionate member of the fourth estate. And how could he not notice his subject’s pleasure at this man’s company? The way her gaze dropped downward as they shook hands, a rare show of shyness.

Emma liked him. Rambo. Whatever his name was. Even a blind man could see it.

As far as the project was concerned, this was good news. Emma Swan, single and ready to mingle? Hell, it was a boon. Not to say one’s social life never suffered from embarking on a new relationship, but it was a damned sight better than Emma staying home every night with her marking and her Netflix.

So why did the sight of Emma typing her number into the man’s phone suddenly make Killian feel queasy? This was a good thing.

He should be happy for her.

Getting home took a little longer than anticipated. Not least because he stopped by the Jingles on the way and emptied out their stores of Captain Morgan.

“Maybe you should call it a night, eh?” the bar man suggested, just around the time Killian’s vision started going blurry.

Recalling Liam’s last lecture about “unnecessary expenses” he walked the rest of the way home, taking a somewhat circuitous route through a few back gardens.

He struggled with the lock, frustrated to find his keys kept slipping from his hand. He almost had it when the door suddenly fell in, and Killian with it.

“What the-”

Who else but Liam stood over him, arms crossed in that same look of quiet disappointment he’d been wearing for years.

“Good night was it?” his brother asked coolly, reaching forward to help him up.

“Geroff me, you judgy git,” Killian scowled, rising to his feet perfectly well on his own, with nary a wobble. “Would ‘ave been fine, you hadn’t opened the door like that.”

Liam stepped away, hands held up in surrender. “If you insist.” And then after a moment, “Why do you look like you’ve been at the Somme?”  

Killian looked down at himself, to the best approximation of combat clothes his wardrobe had to offer, now caked in mud to the knee, and streaked with dirt elsewhere.

“Laser tag,” Killian replied. “S’for work.”

“Hmm,” Liam hummed. “Let me guess, you weren’t on the winning side?”

If you wanted to get technical about it, it had been a draw. But deep down, Killian couldn’t kid himself on that front. 

Whichever side he’d been on had definitely been the losing one.

And how were drinks with Rambo? KJ

Graham. His name is Graham. ES

So it is. Does that sharp rebuke mean that in addition to guerrilla warfare, the man also excels at scintillating conversation over cocktails? KJ

Has anyone ever told you you’re a shameless gossip? ES

Once or twice. Though I much prefer the term “indomitable busybody.” That’s my favourite. KJ

Gee, I wonder why. And for your information, it wasn’t terrible. ES

Coming from you, Swan, that’s almost a ringing endorsement. KJ

23  25-32-33-45  51-33-43  42-33-33-25    42-22-11-42  12-26-11-41-42   16-33-36  31-15. ES

23’31  41-43-36-15  23 22-11-44-15  32-33  23-14-15-11  45-22-11-42  5-33-43  31-15-11-32. KJ

Whatever you say, buddy. Good night, Killian. ES

Good night, Emma. KJ

#cs ff #cs au ff #FindEmmaSwanAFriend #cs au #here she is #the chapter without end #after two months in the writer's block wilderness #enjoy

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Evils newest fan girl au

Wanda: How do you keep coming back?

Y/n: I know you didn’t mean to leave me in the forest, but it’s okay I found my way back

SW seeing you: Didn’t we leave you in a forest as a punishment?

Wanda: She found her way back

Y/n: I know you didn’t mean to leave me I just got distracted by the pretty birds

SW: Maybe I didn’t break you down enough…

Wanda: She’s resilient

SW: Fine you can stay longer, now go and clean the kitchen, it’s a mess

Y/n: Yes ma’m

#marvel #MCU #marvel imagine #marvel au #wanda maximoff imagine #Wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x fem!reader #wanda maximoff x y/n #wanda maximoff x reader x the scarlet witch #Wanda maximov #the scarlet witch imagine #the scarlet witch x wanda maximoff #the scarlet witch x reader #the scarlet witch #evil's newest fangirl au

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Evil's newest fangirl AU

Our girls first avenger

Part 3 here

Summary: You've been with the witches for a few weeks now, helping them kill some people and trying to abide by the rules they were setting, but what would happen when they want you to do something a little different?

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI Blood, violence, adult themes, swearing, general dark themes, slapping

Words: 3K

"Y/n! We have a surprise for you!" Scarlet's voice boomed through the house making you jump but quickly move through the house to the source of the voice knowing she wouldn’t be happy if you took too long "Scar?" You walked into the front room spotting the woman who cocked her head to the side at you "that's not my name honey"

"S-sorry" you stammered, you'd only been here a few weeks so these "rules" that they were putting in place were still foreign to you but you were learning! 

Apparently not quick enough for the witches though as Scarlet got closer to you running her hand along your collarbone seemingly trying to keep herself from gripping your throat.

"My sweet sweet girl, remind me what my name is again?" She gave you a grin and you swallowed the lump in your throat "you're called Daddy"

She nodded "hmm and what do you call Wanda?"

"Mommy" mumbling the name Scarlet looked pleased enough with you to step back and change her demeanour back to how she was feeling before you made that mistake "good! Now me and mommy have a surprise for you! Do you know the avengers?"

Of course you knew the avengers, they were superheroes! They were also terrible at catching the witches, as soon as they had a hold of one the other would blow them up or something, letting them both escape again, 3 years strong and the citizens of New York were definitely paying for it.

"Sure I know the avengers, what about them?" You asked and Scar just smiled wide "well you get to meet them tomorrow! We're taking you to go and kill one of them"

"What?!" You would never kill any of the avengers, actually now that you think about it, you're pretty sure you'd never get close to them without getting injured. You were brought out of your thoughts, Wanda standing behind you running her hands up and down your back in a soothing way that you loved, it was too hot to be wearing a shirt so you were wearing the blue sports bra Wanda bought you. 

"You should go topless more often detka you are ravishing, but yes you're going to see the avengers, one of less useful ones anyway, killing an avenger would make us so happy honey and you want to make us happy right?" That ‘mommy’ voice was back again, Wanda always liked to use it when trying to convince you to do things.

You did want to make them happy but was killing an avenger really the way to do it? "Yes it is the only way to make us happy baby, maybe we can finally touch you later if you do it" Wanda reading your mind at will would never be something you got used too but she made no effort to stop it.

"Really?" You tried not to get your hopes up but they hadn't touched or played with you at all yet, just little touches that tensed you up, even now with Wanda running her hands up and down your back made you shiver "yes little dove" Wanda kissed you neck.

"You promise?" Were you really considering killing an avenger so you could have sex with these two beautiful witches?

Wanda rolled her eyes projecting some images into your confused mind making you groan and quickly make up your mind

"Okay I'll do it" yes you were, those images were just too good! 

The witches were beyond pleased "oh Y/n you're gonna make us so proud I know it!" Scarlet stood closer to you pretty much sandwiching you between her and Wanda, not a bad position to be really.

“But I'm not powerful enough to kill an avenger" you said in hopes of this whole thing being instantly forgotten or maybe they'd do it while you watched.

"Oh don't say things like that sweet one, we have someone on the inside to help with that, they'll tie the avenger up and beat them within an inch of their life, then all you have to do is finish them off" Wanda sounded excited, of course she is, what else do killers get excited about?

"Okay" you sighed, knowing what you'd have to do to make them happy, you smiled, remembering a memory of you cutting your hand accidentally and panicking about the blood, and now you were helping to kill people, oh how times have changed.

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You were sat waiting inside the black car with Scarlet's hand on your lap reassuring you "it's okay moya lyubovʹ you've already killed a few people, you're ready" 

"I'm just really unsure Dadd-“ the passenger door opened to Wanda "come on darling, time for you to meet your new friend" she dragged you out of the car with Scarlet following close behind and into a back entrance of the avengers tower, after what felt like forever of walking you all came to a door, a door which Wanda pushed you through and you tripped over onto your knees, a laugh coming from the other side of the room. 

"Your new pet seems a little clumsy Wanda" 

That voice? You recognised it immediately! Standing up way too quickly for your own liking when you stumbled you saw her, red hair, the tight bodysuit and the unmistakable Russian accent "Natasha Romanoff?"

The woman in question came out of the shadows smiling at you "so you know my name? That's a good start" she gave out her hand for you shake, when you did she pulled you into her making you gasp "so pretty" stroking your face the Russian lent forward, almost looking like she was going to kiss you but she bypassed your lips going for you ear "tell anyone about what happens today and I wont hesitate to torture you for hours before finally putting you out of your misery, okay?"

She pulled away with her smirk as though she didn't just threaten you, all you could do was nod "o-okay miss Romanoff" 

"Such manners, well done witches" you didn't notice that Wanda and Scarlet had come closer and pulled you away slightly from the Russian who rolled her eyes "come on ladies you let me play with the last one"

You shrunk under Natasha's gaze, Wanda noticing and wrapping you into a hug "it's okay darling Natty can't touch you until we do-"

"You haven't touched her yet? That's hilarious!" Nat burst out laughing even when Scarlet hit her over the head which she shook off "Where's all that bravado gone Scar? I thought you were going to break her down to absolutely nothing?"

"She calls me daddy and calls Wanda mommy, she's getting there!" Scar snapped, her and Nat have never gotten along much, more times than none Wanda had to intervene before things got out of hand 

"Ladies come on, you're scaring my pretty girl" she stroked your hair placing a kiss in your hair "we don't need you to be scared when you're gonna kill an avenger do we?"

"No mommy" you mumbled into her chest and the witch smiled "good now come on"

She lead you through the open room and to a small door and when opening it saw someone tied up on a chair, they slowly lifted their head up and you gasped "War machine?!"

"Yep! You didn't think it'd be Tony did you?" Nat pushed past you both "he won't be missed, he was also pretty easy to take down"

"N-Nat why?" The man cried out but he redhead shrugged "I get bored and the witches pay me well, why wouldn't I help them?"

She handed you a sharp looking dagger closing your palm around it "he won't last long, better do it quick" 

Okay so you were going to kill War machine great great, couldn't your murderous girlfriends/kidnappers/captors just keep you in the house all day? You'd clean and cook dinner, even if it was a little humiliating.

A tap on your cheek brought you back to the real world "princess we can't wait all day" Wanda stood behind you helping guide your hand to the man who barely moved, Natasha really did a number on him "just stab him in the heart and get it over with, I'm hungry" 

Wanda shushed Nat scolding her for being cocky "Natalia if you can't behave just leave" Nat shook her head "I want to see if she can actually do it"

Scarlet come to the forefront taking her place next to you staring daggers into the red head "she helped kill 3 people in the weeks she's been with us, our printsessa is more than capable" 

She looked back at you "go on darling" she gave you a comforting smile which under different circumstances would make you all warm and fuzzy.

You decided to get it over and done with letting Wanda guide you forward and aiming the dagger against War machine's ribs, Wanda lent in close lips brushing against your ear making you shiver "just like you did with that police offer last week sweetheart straight through and twist"

You nodded and looked into the eyes of James who begged for you to think about it "please don't do this, I can protect-i can help you, those witches don't deserve-"

Shut it iron man wannabe!" Scarlet slapped him hard across the face hard enough with her rings to cut his face up even more

"Do it" Wanda sighed a breath of relief when you pushed the dagger in and twisted, Jame's scream piercing the room and making you wince, you did it. You killed an avenger, sure he was beaten by Natasha and tied up but you guessed it still counted, right? 

"It definitely counts my love well done" you dropped the dagger now drenched in blood along with your hand which Scarlet helped clean with a towel "I'm very proud of you golubʹ" Scar kissed your nose but you made no intent of responding. They've started doing that after you killed for them, praising you and making you feel special, but it was still so hard to accept.

"Can we go home?" You said point blankly, and heard Nat groan "is she always this annoying?"

"She's new to killing people Natalia! Leave her alone" Scar snapped but Nat wasn't fazed "you know Scar" she stepped towards the red head lifting her hand to her neck making the witch twitch away "we could really work out our anger issues with one another in a better way..." 

"I'd rather stab you with my knife twisting and twisting until you bleed out in in my arms” the two women stood at each other's throat Nat's hand retreated back down to her side but a smile was still plastered on her beautiful face "girls, please either fuck or let's take our little girl home"

Nat shrugged and pulled a surprised Scarlet witch against her kissing her hard and forcing her tongue into her mouth.

You watched them kiss with your mouth slightly agape "don't mind them sweetheart they do this every time" Wanda pressed a kiss to your cheek "and you don't mind?"

Wanda laughed at the innocence of you "oh no darling I don't mind at all, I'm too busy to keep Scar satisfied all the time, plus killing makes her horny so it works when we have to come and see Nat"

You were a little taken aback but considering you were in the hands of some killers you suppose that wasn't the worst thing you've heard "oh okay..."

Wanda whisked you away from the girls who had moved their "problem solving" to the table "they wont be done for a while honey lets go home and get in you into a nice bath" you nodded and ignored the noises and moans coming from the pair.

When you and Wanda got back to the house you were sleepy after you killed an avenger! But you digressed you were tired "malyshka don't go to sleep on me yet, you need a bath to wash all the blood off of you"

You looked down at your arm and part of your torso that were caked in dry blood "oh yeah I killed an avenger"

You started giggling softly "I killed an avenger" you kept repeating it and Wanda smirked thinking you had finally cracked "you did princess, how do you feel?"

"Fucking awful!" You jumped out of her arms much to the witches annoyance “don't you dare swear at me! What have we taught you?!" Her anger shined through and she gripped your throat stopping you in your tracks "you wanted this my love, YOU knocked on the door YOU wanted to stay, everything that has happened in the weeks you've been here has been YOUR fault!” 

Wanda finished her speech with a slap to your face, her anger boiling over “now we've been very patient with you but I won't accept you swearing and being ungrateful for what we've done for you! Get in the bath now" she near enough threw you across the room and you tried hiding your tears as you ran off to the bathroom.

Wanda sighed heavily "god she's really fucking testing me" she walked into the bathroom where you were sat in the bathtub tears streaming down your face "Y/n I'm sorry but you need to understand, we're killers and you walked right into our arms, you need to learn princess”  

She tried to be sweet but you knew it was all manipulation and you were falling for it "I-i'm sor-sorry" you sobbed

Wanda accepted your apology and slipped into the empty bath behind you holding you close to her “thank you for apologising baby, I know you don't like seeing mommy sad do you?"

You shook your head "no mommy" tears now stained your cheeks but you had no more left in you, instead sniffling and rubbing at your arms "sorry mommy, so sorry"

"Shh shh little one, no more sadness, Daddy will be home soon and she doesn't like tears on her girls” you both sat for a little while before Wanda pulled you out of the bath and helped you clean your face "there you go, free from tears pretty one, lets go and make dinner for Scar" 

There were no other words spoke about what happened before, the bruising on your cheek giving you pain but you didn't want to bring it up incase Wanda snapped again, she was right you wanted this and even though every day you woke up and questioned your thought process and thought about leaving, you couldn't bring yourself to do so.

The door opened and slammed shut making you flinch and drop the knife you were using to cut some vegetables, Wanda scolding you "silly girl, getting scared over the door"

"I swear that Russian bitch gets under my skin so much!" Scarlet groaned slumping down on the couch.

"You don't say that when you're sat on her face" 

“Yeah because she can’t talk back to me and be a bitch, she has to use vicious tongue to please me which she does beautifully, then she goes back to spouting bullshit” Wanda had pushed you to where Scar was sat and the redhead smiled bringing you down onto her lap forgetting about Natasha "did you enjoy your time malyshka?" You glanced at Wanda briefly who gave a small shake of her head and you understood "it was okay daddy...I'm just trying to get used to it"

"Hmm well it has only been a few weeks but don't worry you'll love it soon enough" she stroked your bruised cheek and you flinched away making the witch tilt her head and turn to Wanda knowing instantly what had happened "oh so you can hurt her but when I want to do something to her you complain and say it’s too soon”.

Wanda rolled her eyes "it doesn't matter why I slapped her she's fine now and understands her role here" 

Scarlet nodded holding you close "did you deserve it honey?"

You nodded "yes daddy I did, I swore in front of mommy and hurt her feelings”

"Ohhh what a naughty girl, not even our last one swore at mommy" Scar kissed your bruised cheek showing a softer side you hadn't seen much but appreciated, maybe it was the fact she'd just gotten laid but either way you curled into her body clinging onto her tight. 

You felt a pair of hands run up and down your back soothing you, it was Wanda "Y/n honey I think its time for bed, you've had a long day"

You groaned not wanting to move from your position on Scar's lap "leave her Wanda, she's comfortable"

You were drifting off so you couldn't hear the rest of the conversation going on but you honestly didn't care you were so tired instead snuggling into Scar's neck and your breathing softened signalling you were sleeping.

"Did you find her family?" Wanda quickly checked you were asleep before saying anything and continued "do they keep trying to call her?" Scar nodded "they're so persistent like Jesus Christ your daughter hasn't contacted you in weeks and all of a sudden you panic"

The two laughed a little too loud as you began to stir but Wanda whispered a Sokovian lullaby in her ear instantly calming you back down.

"Maybe we should go and visit her parents, as her partners it only seems right" Wanda was being sarcastic but she did think it was time to meet the family.

Scarlet agreed "plus she'll have to call us mommy and daddy in front of her parents, it'll be hilarious"

"You're so childish" Wanda pressed a kiss to the witch smirking "you taste sweet, what have you been eating?” Scarlet blushed "you know damn well what I've eaten and I hate that she's so sweet" 

"She's not that bad Scar, we both know she's fun to play with every now and then" Wanda responded, she knew how fun Nat could be and even enjoyed it sometimes "enough about that stupid assassin, do you think our girl will stay?"

Wanda looked down at you curled into Scar and smiled "she has some learning still to do, but did you see the way her eyes lit up using that dagger? Even though she wont admit it a few more kills and she'll be a corrupted as we are"

Scarlet sighed “we can only hope”

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Evil's newest fangirl

Part 1 here

So part one was wrote randomly and I know people liked it so here's a part 2, probably gonna be a part 3 because this was getting long but yeah enjoy and it is dark! Wanda and Scarlet witch so keep that in mind that they will get worse in the future

Warnings: swearing, mention of somnophilia, suggestive themes and as always this is 18+ so any minors please don't interact or you'll be blocked thank you!

words: lots! (2,248)

Wanda had carried your sleeping body to her bedroom and laid you down admiring you "such an innocent little girl, we'll give you everything you've ever wanted and more"

The front door soon slammed shut with an irritated shout following "I hate the public! I know I'm a murderer but fuck me! Can't people leave me alone for one day?" The house got silent again then a confused shout was heard again "where are you?!"

Wanda placed a kiss on your head and went to the top of the stairwell "up here!" She shouted and Scarlet's heavy footsteps echoed up the stairs "why are you looking so smug? Where's our biggest fan?" she laughed

Wanda said nothing when she walked back into the bedroom followed by her variant "woah! What's she doing on the bed?"

The witch sat down on the bed stroking the stray hair that'd fallen over your face "I figured since she loves us so much she'll want to stay with us forever so I gave her some 'special wine'"

The redhead behind her nodded "I love that special wine of yours, so do we have someone new to play with?" She also sat on the bed looking over your beautiful body already thinking of things she could do "yes, but not too quickly Scar, don't scare her off like the others"

She rolled her eyes seemingly ignoring the brunette "I've already got a collar in mind, she'll look beautiful in it, when will she wake up?"

"Soon, she'll be confused and disorientated so I'll be here to keep her calm"

Both women laughed and looked back down at you "I think she'll love being our cute doll, finally we'll have someone to clean this place while we're out doing business" Scarlet couldn't wait, the amount of times Wanda made her clean the house after killing all day was getting infuriating, now you could do it for the two of them.

"Seriously?" Wanda cocked her head to the side at the witch who looked back at her "What?" She questioned

"You only want her as our girl so she does all the housework? How difficult is it too clean where you dripped blood on the floor?" 

"Very! So having her here to do it will be great! And in a little maids outfit that barley covers her ass" the witch's eyes darkened at the thought and she was getting excited which Wanda noticed

"Relax Scar, if you were a guy you'd have a hard on right now, let's go and eat before she wakes up" Wanda got up and dragged Scarlet away but she stopped "oh come on, can't I have a taste?"

"Taste of what?"

Scarlet rolled her eyes "of her obviously I bet she's sweet" Wanda pushed the witch out of the room "I want you to break her but no somnophilia, wait at least a few weeks" 

"You are literally no fun ever!"

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You woke up with a start but was quickly brought back down by a horrible throbbing in your head "ow what the hell?" You rubbed your tired eyes slowly sitting up looking around the room, bright colours adorned the room and the bed you were on was the softest thing you've ever lay on, but were you still at the witch's house?

As if your thoughts were being read (of course) the door opened to Wanda smiling at you “there you are pretty girl, you drank quite a lot of wine sweetheart so I had to carry you ” she said sweetly and sat down next to you “but I don’t drink wine” you were suspicious since you never drink too much to get you drunk, plus by the light still outside it hadn't been that long ago you drank anything.

“Stop thinking too much honey, it doesn’t matter now” she placed a kiss on your temple and handed you a glass of water with some asprin “here you go, we left you some takeout downstairs, come on darling” she helped you to your feet after you drank the water and held you close so as not to fall as she lead you down the stairs “look princess Scar’s heated up the food for you, isn’t that nice?” 

You smiled weakly feeling worse than you did when you awoke, how was that possible? “t-thanks”

“Malysh sit down” Wanda let you fall onto the couch ungracefully and gave a look to Scarlet who happily jumped next to her kneeling down to you when Wanda sat you up keeping you in place

“I think you’ve been drugged enough sweet one, but first” she pulled a deep red collar out of a bag on the table, the little heart pendant hanging proudly from it “I got you a present, let’s see you in it” you were way too out of it to care when she put the leather around your neck and clasped it closed “oh so pretty!” Scarlet beamed and Wanda agreed settling behind you kissing your neck. 

“Let's wake her up properly, prepare for her to be angry” Wanda joked “she won’t be angry, she’s obsessed with us, an obsessed fan girl will be fun” Scarlet argued and waved her fingers around your temple instantly bringing you back from the fog you were put under, you jumped back when you saw the women staring at you.

“What’s happening? Where am I?” You tried backing away from the couch and the women but Wanda held onto your hands keeping you in place “hey shhh shhh it’s okay my love, we’ve got you” she nuzzled into your neck kissing it softly

You were really starting to regret coming to the murderous witch’s house, obviously it was bad idea but you thought it would be different, you’ll never make that mistake again “c-can I go home?”

Wanda bit her lip to stop a laugh “you are home darling, we’re gonna have so much fun!” You were scared, but kinda intrigued? God what the fuck had you done?

“so, do you want that takeout food?” She was so casual about the whole thing, you hadn’t noticed the collar around your neck yet so you were confused when Scar reached for your neck “what are you doing?” You asked but she ignored you, putting her finger through the loop bringing you forward “how about you stop talking, you need to eat” being pulled up from the couch and forced to the kitchen made you feel sick, your hunger taking over “I am pretty hungry…”

“Perfect!” The witches sat beside you opening the takeout box and your mouth watered at the delicious looking food, reaching for the fork your hand was slapped away “no no Detka you can’t use a fork, we don’t want you to hurt yourself” instead she grabbed the fork picking up a piece of food and feeding you. 

You moaned at the taste of the food and Scarlet tensed, god it’s going to be so easy to break you and she coudn’t wait to do it “is that good honey?” Wanda asked and you nodded “yeah…” 

“It’s getting late sweetheart, let’s finish up here and go take a nice relaxing bath shall we?” Wanda had started rubbing her hand along your back in a soothing manner and had given the job of feeding you to Scar who was quite enjoying herself “only a few more bites darling or you’ll get a tummy ache”

You finished the bites you were allowed to have mumbling a thank you when you swallowed the last one “you’re very welcome my love now come on, you can’t be up too late or you’ll be grumpy tomorrow for your big day”

You perked up at Scar wondering what she meant by that, of course they read your mind so were ready to answer “you need to rest, you’re coming out with us tomorrow, as our biggest fan I’m sure you’ll want a close up encounter with us murdering people, but don’t worry we’d never hurt children, they get enough trouble to deal with when they’re young, why add murder to the list?”

You suppose that was fair- wait! Why are you considering this?

“I- I think I’d rather just go home please?” You tried getting up but Wanda pulled you back down “I know it will take some getting used too but trust me, you’ll love it here” 

Wanda gripped your hand and dragged you through the house to a marble looking bathroom and a large bathtub “it’s big enough for all three of us” Wanda said behind you “and we plan on doing just that in the future”

It all became too much to handle and you started crying softly “awe Scarlet look she's crying, get some tissue to wipe her eyes with"

You didn't notice Scarlet entering the bathroom too until she was passing you a tissue, when you didn't move to take it she pulled your chin up making you look at her "look at you, so ugly when you cry" she wiped the tears from your face until you stopped all together.

"You won't care when she's on her knees looking up at you" Wanda said throwing the tissue away and keeping you in her hold.

Scarlet shrugged "yeah but she'll be crying for different reasons that day" she kept your head up getting close to your face "how's your gag reflex?" she laughed when your eyes widened and you tried pulling away "shh baby, gag reflex or not you'll be just fine" Wanda said

You couldn't believe it, why couldn't these murderous women let you go home? Okay fine you did know they wouldn't let you go but you thought they'd be a little nicer to you, this was getting scary.

"Stop thinking those awful thoughts darling, we're not scary, now get in the bathtub, I'll wash you" Wanda let you go but before you could think about leaving Scarlet had locked the door "ah ah no leaving"

"Go on sweetie get undressed, you can't bathe with your clothes on" Wanda’s voice was sweet but you still couldn’t do it.

“Fine princess, how about we turn around and you watch us so we don’t open our eyes?” Scar suggested

It was a trap you knew it was a trap but you also knew they wouldn’t leave so instead you turned to face them lent against the wall blatantly letting their eyes roam over your body with no shame “okay” you said softly and they both smiled “perfect!

They both turned to face the wall covering their eyes too just to prove they were serious "we won't stand like this for long detka" Scarlet said sternly and you jumped quickly shedding your clothes and trying to remove the collar but was stopped.

"The collar stays on my love, and we'll know when its off, we can sense it" Wanda didn't turn around so you couldn't see her face but you knew she was probably angry that you tried to take it off.

"Sorry" you mumbled and quickly got into the bath letting the water warm up your cold body, sinking into the bath as to cover your body.

"O-ookay" you said and the witches spun around, Scarlet looking deflated when she saw you were in the bath "I was hoping you'd be stood in all your glory for me"

You laughed a little, even in this fucked up situation Scarlet was still funny "oh stop Scar, our new princess is just a little shy, now lets get you all cleaned up"

She knelt down next to the bath taking the bath sponge and lathering it with body wash "I need to see your body so I can wash it my love" you shook your head and looked down hoping she wasn't too mad.

"Hey no sad faces Y/n, just this once you can bathe yourself but I won't tolerate ignorance again" kissing your cheek she stood up looking at Scarlet who had her arms crossed "don't pout or you won't cum for a week"

"You can't threaten me like that, I can cum whenever I want"

Wanda smiled "fine but you won't get to touch our new doll and instead will watch me play with her first"

Scar straightened up and scowled at Wanda "you're a cruel woman"

"Come on, lets leave our girl to bathe" Both women went to leave but your quite voice stopped them "what happens now?"

Wanda turned back and looked at you "you're ours Y/n you've got 20 minutes on your own before one of us comes and gets you, probably Scarlet"

"We go to sleep at a reasonable time in this house so if I need to drag you out of that bathtub naked I will do, in fact I hope I do have too" she winked and you blushed trying to sink further into the bath.

"Come on Scar the water will get cold if we stand here any longer" they both left you alone and you released a heavy sigh you didn't know you were holding.

"Okay" you thought, just relax, so you've got a collar on and the women you admire, who happened to be murderous witches, are keeping you here "I'm beginning the think that $20 wasn't worth it"

You closed your eyes enjoying the warm water and the silence that engulfed the room, suddenly coming to a realisation "did they say were gonna play with me?" You were screwed, both figuratively and literally.

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So I need you all to imagine for me. murderers Wanda and Scarlet Witch, but they'd never hurt kids so it kinda balances things out.

lets be honest, even if Wanda was a murderous evil witch from the beginning we'd all love her as we do now

This is very rough and probably the beginning of something but I've not decided yet.

Evil's new fangirl

There was a knock at the door that broke the witches out of the happy silence they'd built up throughout the evening "who's at the door?!" Wanda sat up from her desk eyeing the door suspiciously.

"Well gee Wanda I can't see through doors can I?" Scarlet reluctantly got up from the couch rubbing at her tired eyes and moving to the front door "if its someone trying to kill us I'm gonna be pissed" she opened the door and looked down to see a bright eyed woman staring back at her.

"Er hello?" she stepped back a little, you didn't look like you wanted to kill her, maybe a spy?.

"Wow! The actual Scarlet Witch! It's an honour to meet you! Is Wanda here too?" You were so excited, the witches were evil sure, but they were so alluring and your friends bet you $20 that wouldn’t actually go and find them but here you were

“Wanda! There’s some weird girl here and I need your people skills to help me!” Wanda groaned getting up from her desk and stomping to the door seeing you and instantly turning on her charm that she was known for “hey sweetheart, are you lost?”

You shook her head and smirked a little, you knew all about the witches seduction techniques but it was still cute none the less “no I’m exactly where I want to be, my friends bet me $20 I wouldn’t come and find you, but jokes on them because I think you’re awesome!”

The women were a little taken aback, no one liked them, they were killers, according to the news anyway but you were definitely different

“Well okay then, how about you come in for a bit, it’s getting dark” Wanda widened the door to let you in which you happily did so.

“Are you sure this is a good ideas Wanda? What if she’s a spy?” Scarlet asked while keeping a eye on you as you walked around the small home’s front room

Wanda just shrugged her off “I read her mind, she’s got no ill intentions, she’s even a little starstruck”

Scarlet blinked in confusion “okay fine whatever, she is cute maybe we could play-“

Wanda cut her off “no, you don’t deserve anyone else to play with, not after the last one” that was one kill none of them wanted to make

“Well if they didn’t run away I wouldn’t have had to shoot them, I didn’t want to get blood on the collar they wore, it was so pretty” they didn’t notice you sit down on the couch and try the TV

“Why isn’t the TV working? You need to fix that” you shouted breaking the two women from their conversation looking over to you "what are you doing?"

"Well I wanted to watch TV but i'll make a snack instead, you got any sandwich stuff?" The way you pondered around the house and found the kitchen made the women nervous "can you tell us what your name is before you run around the house?" Scarlet said trying to assert some dominance over this strange strange situation.

You turned back through the house and to where they stood "I'm Y/n and not to sound weird but I think you two are amazing"

Scarlet hummed "yeah you've said that already"

Wanda decided to take control of the situation since Scarlet was doing a terrible job "come on darling let's sit at the kitchen counter okay?"

You agreed and moved to the kitchen taking seat on one of the stools with Wanda following and sitting with you, taking your hand she rubbed small circles on the back of it "you know sweetheart not many people choose to come here willingly I applaud you for that"

You blushed at her praise lowering your head "thanks Wanda I just wanted to meet you both"

Wanda nodded along "let me ask you something personal"

You shrugged "sure"

"Do you have an evil side? You came up here to find two mass murders, do you even realise the amount of danger you could be in? I could keep you talking wile Scarlet comes up behind you and slices your throat" Wanda smirked at you and you shrugged

"I don't think I have an evil side, I just don't think you two deserve the hate because of all the shit you guys went through"

Wanda agreed "see thats what we keep saying, we've lost so much, we deserve a little fun" she was starting to really like you.

Scarlet came into the kitchen still suspicious of you "so, are you planning to kill us? Because you'll definitely lose" she sat next to Wanda but you just shook your head.

"Sweet Y/n here just thinks we're misunderstood" Wanda assures the other witch "fantastic, hey do you want to stay for dinner?"

You thought about it for a little bit "yeah sure! What are we having?"

Wanda thought this whole thing was so strange, you'd just turned up completely unannounced and said you liked them even if they killed and tortured and did other things that would be considered bad to the general public.

"I'll go and get takeout, maybe kill a few people on the way back" Scarlet jumped up and headed for the door "I'm getting alcohol too because I still don't know what the fucks going on!" With that the witch quickly left the two of you alone.

After some silence Wanda stood up from the stool bringing you with her "how old are you darling?" She stepped closer to you her breath being felt on your face making you shiver "old enough" you whispered.

Wanda let out a soft laugh "I may be a murderer but I don't want to get a minor drunk" she stepped back and you felt embarrassed, a red blush covering your face "shit okay, I'm 24 so old enough for alcohol, drugs, absolutely anything you want to do I'm legal for" god why were you so embarrassing?

Wanda bit her lip to stifle a laugh "oh darling you're funny, I'll keep all that in mind" she winked and went to her alcohol cabinet pulling out a bottle of red wine "you like wine?"

"I've never had wine so I don't know" you accepted the glass and brought it too your lips, instantly regretting it when the liquid burnt your throat "nope don't like that"

"The first drink is always bad, come on take another sip" she used her fingers to tilt your head up and used her thumb to open your mouth "come on pretty girl, open your mouth" you parted your lips slightly and the witch smiled moving the glass and pouring the liquid down your throat.

"There you go, isn't that good?" You gulped down the liquid ignoring the way it burned but instead focused on the way Wanda's eyes connected with yours, the red mist covering her eyes and then clouding your mind too "you want to stay here don't you my love?"

You nodded slowly and Wanda smirked proudly "Scarlets going to love breaking you, but don't worry I'll be there to pick you up when you're too broken"

Your whole world slowly went dark as you were picked up by Wanda and carried away. Well you did want to spend time with the witches, they would give you exactly what you wanted.

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Masterlist

Hey! Here's some info about me

-25

-She/her

-British (so I use a U in colour)

I write mostly for me but I will happily do any requests (it will take a while though I do apologise I get distracted and my works stressful)

Marvel

The Red Widow AU 18+

Prologue: Meeting the Scarlet Witch

A witchy hookup

Tony's daughter is ours now

Fun little interview

Drabbles

Fiery Feelings

Evil's newest fangirl AU 18+

A fangirl for the witches?

Your new life with your Mommy and Daddy

Learning the tricks of the trade

Our girl's first avenger

Drabbles

What a party

A murderous game of cat and mouse

Prologue

Part 1 (thinking of a title)

Part 2

Marvel One shots

Taking you to lunch

Nightmares

You could never hurt me

Welcome back princess

A quiet time

A bruised cheek

Vegas birthday weekend Pt 2

False Punishment

Birthdays

I could teach you things

Pt 1

Pt 2

Pt 3

Pt 4

Pt 5

Venom Reader

We are Venom

Hotel Room hell Pt2

Don't take them from me!

Villain attraction

A demon's victims

Vampire! Reader

Vampire girlfriend

Vampire girlfriend part 2

And they were…

And they were roommates

And they were strangers

And they were lovers…wait really?

Devil reader

Your assistant?

I’m the devil

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Evil's newest fangirl

part 2 here

Part 3

Summary: wanda and scarlet trying to manipulate and make reader uncomfortable and corrupting you, also wanda is mommy and scarlet witch is daddy because I said so lol

words: 1,442

warnings: genereal darkness adult themes, murder and blood 18+ only, minors will be blocked!

Not proofread. We die like men instead

You were done and out of the bath in 15 minutes wrapped up in the towel that was left, not wanting the scarlet witch to drag you out of the bath naked, much to her own dismay when she burst in with her wide smile quickly fading "what a shame, ah well I'll see you naked soon enough" she winked and led you through the house back to the bedroom where you woke up in a daze earlier

"There she is, our precious doll all clean and fresh looking" Wanda had come out of their walk in closet with a cosy looking pair of pyjamas handing them to you "here you go princess" she said sweetly but you couldn't bring yourself to accept them.

This was all too real, why did they want to keep you? Well you did say you were a big fan, you kinda wanted this...you guess. Things were complicated okay?!.

Apparently you took too long to decide because Scarlet's hand wound itself into your hair pulling it making you lift your head "don't keep mommy waiting princess"

Mommy??? Since when were you calling Wanda mommy? Okay sure you'd thought about it sure but that was under extremely different circumstances.

Wanda brought you out of your thoughts "yes princess, you'll be calling me mommy and Scarlet daddy from now on, if you are to stay with us, now take the PJ's before I make you wear nothing" she pulled at the towel you were wearing and smiled when it dropped, a chill making you shiver, you didn't want to cry again but the tears were threatening to come out "you are stunning my love" Wanda whispered eyes focused on capturing every part of your body and committing it to memory.

You felt Scarlet's breath on your neck "I told you I'd see you naked soon enough, you are so fucking beautiful" she kissed your neck softly at first before kissing harder sucking hard into the skin, closing your eyes you let out a small moan encouraging the witch to continue before she was stopped by the other witch in front of you "not yet Scar come on, control your libido for once"

The witch growled pulling away from your neck "there's a naked woman in front of me practically begging me to fuck her senseless, why do you want to cockblock me?"

Wanda took you from the witch sending her a glare that made her back off "fine I'm going to brush my teeth and take out my sexual frustration by punching a bag or something"

Wanda looked back at you giving a genuine smile that gave you some, if any, comfort "I know you're cold princess come and sit down" you nodded and sat down on the bed crossing your arms and legs but Wanda tutted "now now honey that won't do, how am I meant to dress you if you don't let me see you?"

"I-I don't feel comfortable..." you whispered looking away but Wanda knelt down in front of you placing her hands on your legs "you have nothing to worry about moy milyy" she was silent for a few moments "has someone ever told you you weren't good enough or pretty enough?" Her eyes darkened and you gave a small nod "one or two people have..."

"I see, well you are beautiful to me" she lent forward kissing your nose making you giggle seemingly forgetting again about the situation you were in, for now...

"I will tell you every day how beautiful you are, now come on, let me put your cute PJ's on" she prompted and you slowly let your hands down from your chest and allowed Wanda to put the Pyjamas on you, no other words were spoken as you were clothed.

"There you go princess now get under the covers and we'll go to sleep okay?" You moved under the covers enjoying the softness of the mattress that you didn't notice Wanda also slip under the covers and lie behind you "I'm still unsure about this..."

"I know, but you wanted this, you wanted me and Scar to love you so what's the problem?" Wanda kissed the back of your neck and tightened her grip around your body.

"I guess, where's Scar?" You heard her chuckle "already missing daddy?"

"I-I just thought she slept with you too?" You tried to backtrack but Wanda continued "Daddy will join us in a little bit, now close your eyes and sleep, the tension is coming off of you in waves"

You nodded and for some reason you turned around in Wanda's hold looking at her face "hey beautiful" she kissed your nose again, something that was quickly becoming your favourite thing "I can go to sleep now?"

Wanda nodded "yes sweet one, I promise when you wake up Daddy and I will both be here"

You didn't respond instead letting your eyes close and sleep take over you, the last sound you heard was a lullaby Wanda was humming to sooth you.

Okay okay this was definitely not something you wanted to do, you were an idiot an absolute fucking moron, the scenes unfolding in front of you made you want to vomit, the blood spilling from the screaming bodies looking to you for some help.

They had gotten you up early and told you they had a surprise for you, a cute top and jeans combo thrown onto you making you look presentable to go out in, little did you know it'd be covered in debris and blood literally 3 hours later.

The last body hit the floor and you were met with the excited Scarlet Witch appearing before you "don't think you've got out of all the fun detka, Mommy and Daddy's saved someone just for you!" She pulled your shocked body into a room where Wanda stood over a body tied to a chair.

You refused to move resulting in Scarlet kicking you forward and into Wanda's blooded body and you wanted to throw up, the stench hitting your senses "p-please I just wanna go back to the house" you got out before going back to nearly retching because why did Wanda pretty much decide to roll around in the blood?

"You mean our home? I'll let your mistake slide for now" She plunged a knife into your hand and guided you towards the barley alive man in the chair who tried getting you to help him but Wanda slapped him "don't you dare talk to her! She doesn't need some disgusting man making her uncomfortable!" Her eyes glowed red in anger making Scarlet approach her calming her down "Wands come on, calm down sweetheart, our pretty little girl can handle it okay?"

She knew how Wanda got when she was angry, always able to calm her down by kissing her softly "okay..." she whispered still with a death grip on you that she slowly released giving you to Scarlet and she stood behind you aiming the knife along with you.

"Go on sweetheart, slice his throat and you'll a reward" She whispered into your ear sweetly but you shook your head "I can't!" Scarlet wasn't happy with your answer and whispered to you in Sokovian, your eyes glazing over and your whole body relaxing, just how she wanted it "that's it my love, feel the power coursing through you, make me proud moya lyubovʹ"

The fog covering your mind took over completly and in your mind all you could do was watch yourself take the knife slashing the man's throat and laughing when his scream died out and his body slumped against the chair.

The fog disappeared from your mind and you felt odd, you weren't sure what you felt but as you looked at the dead body you no longer felt disgust, something Scarlet and Wanda noticed.

"printsessa? How do you feel?" Scarlet took the knife from your hand so you didn't do anything untoward

Wanda approached you and stroked your face staring into your eyes and smiling "you enjoyed it didn't you?"

You slowly nodded and Scarlet hugged you from behind placing her chin on your shoulder "what a khoroshaya devochka"

Wanda agreed "how about we go and kill a few more people baby"

"yes mommy" you responded and wanda cooed at you calling her the correct name for you "that's right honey, and what do you called Scar?"

"Daddy?" you asked and Scarlet gripped you harder, kissing your neck "yes, yes you do sweet one, let's go and cause more trouble okay?"

You nodded, clearly succumbing to Wanda's and Scarlet's ways, this was your life now, and a part of you really didn't mind it.

The three of you were going to have so much fun!

#marvel #mcu #MCU #wanda maximov #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader x the scarlet witch #wanda maximoff x reader #the scarlet witch #the scarlet witch imagine #the scarlet witch x wanda maximoff #the scarlet witch x reader #marvel au #marvel imagine #Evil's newest fangirl #evils newest fangirl au #wanda maximoff x female reader

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

I love Evils Newest Fangirl! Are you planning to continue it?

Hi! So yes I do plan on continuing it but I also have no ideas so maybe like 1 or two more chapters, but who knows!

I’m glad you love it though it means a lot 🥹

#ask #thanks for the ask #evils newest fangirl au

[kurtty-drabbles]

Love is all you need au(cults)

n/a: Lovecraft Kurt, evil wizard Kurt and actor Kurt have to suffer from fangirls. Maybe I make a crossover with them, for now, this one only Lovecraft Kurt and Evil Wizard Kurt will meet.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling

A court can be a place of envy of many people, but, also can be the despair of many. Jia Jing never once thought or even pay no mind to the gossip some courts gather, especially, the court of the necromancer and his weird harem. Jia is a new member of the Zaorva´s temple, the name may not be the strongest point of the temple(Zoarvians, see? that´s why people prefer to call just temple) but the blue girl is happier learning more healing and defensives spells and is even happier to be able to help the world.

Be realistic, little Jia, the world is a chaotic mess, there´s always good and bad as well grey, so, one good deed won´t radically change the entire world, however, one good deed can change one person and that´s enough.

Her superiors often leave this piece of advice for Jia. And the girl still doesn´t understand the term. At least, not as well the others wanted. Tonight is chores duty, and Jia is the one responsible to take the trash out, much to her chagrin.

"Uhm, this stick so bad, what they are eating?" Jia asked shaking her head and ready to throw the trash on the disposal, recycling has a deep meaning to the temple.

Sadly, this trash won´t ever be recycled. A hand muffled her mouth and prevent her screams to be head. A voice is heard with a sleeping spell and Jia´s eyes are closed now.

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Kurt Wagner is not a man above to admit his own mistakes, it was a mistake made that deal with Genosha and the X-men, it gave more headache to him(and of course, he give more grieve in retribution), so Kurt can admit making mistakes and his newest mistakes were Amanda Szardos. The woman may be pretty but is too rotten inside to even admire her looks, rotten and stupid.

Kurt, for a moment, thought the woman take a hint of his displeasure and leave back to her cult, mixing two cults is bad enough, but one dedicated to HIM is a really bad idea.

But this is rendered short as Amanda is back(Kurt cringe at the sight of Amanda waving at him as she demands someone to open the door as this is her house as she the GREAT AMANDA SZARDOS shouldn't have to open the door, Kurt refuse to open as in the end, Amanda open herself muttering angrily at that)

"Who was the fool who dares to not open the door to the great Amanda?" she speaks in a boisterous tone. Kurt raises his hand and saw her mood change, good, it matches his own now. Kurt´s good mood is ruined thanks to her.

Kurt saw Amanda carrying a large sack. The man can only guess this is another gift to buy him into HIS cult. Which makes his mood get even worse.

"Szardos, you are here, again. Clearly, intelligence is not a requirement for HIS cult" Kurt mutters angrily and cuts the chase "very well, what gift you gave me in HIS name or whatever?"

Amanda smiles arrogantly this time.

"You are a necromancer and you like to experiment, so, how about this?" Amanda opens the sack revealing a still sleeping Jia, thanks to the spell, to a very angry and confused Kurt. "Not your daughter, I make sure of that, once you mentioned how you wanted to experiment in someone with wings, here it is, of course, the exchange is not free, you must workship HIM" the way she speaks is pretty obvious that HIM = her "in order to do that, you should grovel before me right now"

Kurt would laugh at this poor attempt of persuasion and murder Amanda in the most violent way possible(he is in one of those moods now)however, not even his bad mood can make Kurt miss the Zaorva´s badge on the girl´s uniform. Green uniform, it means the girl is a novice in the field.

(Kurt still remember when he goes against the temple and the man does not wish to repeat the experience in any way. Also, maybe siring so many children in his immortal life make the man has a bit of compassion for kids)

Amanda was flying, well, hovering above the ground talking about her powers, when shadows start to emerge from the place and Kurt only groans at that.

Kurt rose from his throne, no reason to not enjoy the taste of his conquest in many forms, and was ready to take the girl back home before killing Amanda, when, of course, HIM shows up in the most dramatic way possible.

The necromance exhales by his nose as the entity wearing a mask, far too obvious as the mask is almost breaking, take the girl in his arms and looks at Amanda really displeased. Amada lost her ability to fly and by the looks lost much more.

"Master" Amanda speaks in reverence and the entity wearing the blue mask similar of Kurt(the necromancer feels many negative things about this) is carrying the sleeping girl as his eyes are solely on Amanda.

(ALL.OF.HIS.EYES.)

"I did have bad Heralds before, incompetents one, of course, but you? Congratulations, you pick my disgust and anger, not an easy feat, Szardos, so, pat yourself in the back or on the shoulder, you really piss me off" the little girl still sleep but speaks or tries to in her sleep.

"I have to return this one to Zaorva, but, Amanda, don´t go missing me, I´ll be watching and soon, we´ll talk about it" the entity now look at Kurt smiling too big for his face(his own face?) "make her suffer will you?"

"You don´t need to ask twice" is all the necromancer speak as his eyes are crimson and Amanda is in a circle now trying to leave as the necromancer smiles.

"Maybe if you grovel before me, I may be forgiving...Oh, who Am I kidding?" Kurt snaps his fingers and Amanda scream in pain.

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A blonde woman with freckles is at the temple´s door waiting until the man with blue fur and a white suit shows up with the sleeping Jia, who now, wakes up, completely confused and unsure of everything.

"Little one, is ok, you are saved now, go back to the temple, your superiors are sick of worry" the woman´s voice is far too similar of Kitty, one of her superiors, but...at the same time, it´s different. Too motherly. Too above humans. Jia´s eyes widen as conclusions are racing in her mind.

"Shush, just go back, no question asked, little one" the woman ordered gently and Jia make a salute and enter in the temple, the woman laugh at the exchange and look at the entity in front at her.

"Thank you, that´s was nice of you"

"Zaorva, she is one of your toys, of course, I would intervene" Zaorva chuckles and kiss his check.

"Still was sweet, either way, what will happen to that woman?"

"She is dead now, huh, necromancers don´t know real torture, Zaorva, do you want to torture Amanda with me?"

"She takes one of my people from me to be sacrificed, of course, but I admit, you are more creative in the torture part, me? I tend to just eat them" the Crawling god of chaos smiles at this and wrap his tail around her waist, they have an appointment now and is not good to let Amanda waiting. Is not nice to let the victim waiting.

#kurtty #the lovecraft one #the necromancer haven´t meet kitty yet #kurt wagner #kitty pryde #jia jing #zaorva is pratical in the time to punish someone #lovecraft kurt is more creative #the necromancer kill amanda in a painful way #not enough for him