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#ida knows how to make magic objects from scratch
lolottes · 5 months
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Ida pendant
Ida Manson is Constantine's ex
that ended badly and she created magical distancing pendant and a silencing spell that prevents him from talking about her
When Justice League Dark sends Constantine to Amity Park, he can't even enter the city
he sighs, how is he going to be able to explain this without mentioning ida
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danijimenezv · 5 years
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The Better Partner
Prompt: Finding the Christmas tree
Characters: Reader, Scott Lang, Cassie Lang
Warnings: None, I think? This is mostly fluff
Word Count: 1216 words
A/N: This was written for Kari ( @until-theend-oftheline ) and Ida ( @sebs-potato ) 12 Marvelous Days of Christmas Challenge. It is thought as a series, the second part to ‘A Very Marvelous Christmas’, but each part can be read as a stand-alone. Most of the fics are going to be platonic/friendship. Especial shoutout to @missflashgeek for all her help! Feedback is really appreciated, I’d love to hear what you think of it!
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“Thank you.” Y/N sighed contently as she continued walking beside him, “For doing this, I mean.”
She looked ahead, observing as the young girl ran around excitedly and marveled at all the Christmas decorations. She shook her head and smiled softly, knowing that bringing the two of them was her best option. The only option she had in mind, really, as soon as she was informed this year it was her turn to find the tree for the Avenger compound.
“Nah, it’s no problem at all.” Scott smiled kindly at her, his gaze fluttering back to his daughter, “Sorry she tagged along too.”
“Are you kidding? Having Cassie here is the best part of it. No offense to you, Scott.”
“Oh, non-taken.” he shrugged, “She’s the perfect person for this mission.”
“I’m sure.” she shook her head as the two of them stopped their walking and waited patiently for Cassie to come back to where they were standing. It didn’t take her too long to notice the two adults weren’t following her as she inspected every corner of the Christmas shop, so she quickly skipped back to them.
“Y/N! Daddy!” Cassie grinned, “Why did you stop? Time’s running!”
“Well, Peanut, I don’t really think Y/N will find what she’s looking for in this section of the shop.”
“What exactly are you looking for?” Cassie asked curiously.
Y/N looked around thoroughly, inspecting her surroundings and the objects and ornaments on display. Though, no matter how much she wanted to buy everything Christmas-related, she had to remember to control her impulsive-buyer self and focus on the task she was sent.
“I’m looking for the biggest, most extra, Christmas tree ever.”
Cassie’s warm, brown eyes lit up in excitement as she heard those magical words, as if that was the single sentence she had been waiting her whole life to hear. Scott hung his head and scratched the back of his neck, knowing well the mischievous look on his daughter’s face. A loud laughed bubbled up inside Y/N’s throat as she noticed complete opposite expressions on the faces of her two partners.
“What are we waiting for?” Cassie exclaimed, “We only have a couple of hours to see all our options!”
“Y/N, are you sure it’s necessary for it to be the biggest?” Scott slightly whined.
“Sorry, Scott. Tony’s instructions. You know how extra he can get.”
“Yeah, but it wouldn’t hurt him to tone it down a bit.”
“Have you met Tony?” Y/N scoffed amusedly, “He’s all ‘Go big or go home’. Besides, last year it was his turn to get the Christmas tree, and he clearly overdid himself. Now that this year it’s my turn, I don’t want it to be any less spectacular than his.”
“It won’t be.” Cassie promised, “We’re going to find the perfect tree!”
Scott sighed in defeat, “Okay…”
“I think we should split up.” the little girl continued, “That way we’ll cover more ground.”
“Spoken like a true expert.” Y/N smiled at her.
“Alright.” Scott looked down at her seriously, “You ready?”
“I’m ready, daddy.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
Each of them went off in a different direction, trying to find the perfect tree. Y/N ran a hand through her hair while she stared at the variety of trees in front of her. She finally started walking slowly between them, checking each tree out, before discarding them. Somehow, they all seemed too plain, too normal, and even if each member of the team could eventually add their own touch, Y/N didn’t want to go back to the compound with just a regular tree.
Suddenly, a high-pitched scream tore through the air. A scream they recognized as Cassie’s. Scott and Y/N shared a look from across the shop, before their instincts immediately kicked in, their minds in full alert mode, and they ran as fast as they could to where the sound came from. Though, as soon as they arrived, they realized Cassie’s scream had been one purely from excitement. And, as they raised their gazes to meet the tree in front of them, they understood why Cassie had reacted like that.
Usually, when it comes to Christmas trees, there are very specific rules to be followed. But, those rules, funnily enough, are not exactly rock solid. Meaning, they’re universal and everyone knows them, but no one has ever truly materialized them. They’re intrinsic, in a way. You know what looks good, how everything should be placed, but you don’t know why. It just feels right.
The tree Cassie was pointing at… it felt more than right.
It was a perfect cone, which was rare to find in most trees, since most of them were not proportionally distributed. This one also happened to be perfectly packed and full, no open spaces between the branches. And its height… oh, its height. It must have been around twelve or fourteen feet tall, making it feel imposing.
The light that emanated from the tree was unlike any other. They said that New York’s lights could be seen from the moon. Well, this tree’s light was probably visible from Neptune. Around a thousand white LED lights sparkled all over the tree, making it look like a giant shooting star.
What was most impressive was the decoration. How each embellishment was placed at the perfect distance from the other, so that each ornament had protagonism. Yards of fine golden mesh ribbon was carefully wrapped around the tree, from top to bottom, making the perfect contrast with the white lights. And the stars of the tree, the ornaments. From golden angels playing trumpet, to shiny red spheres, to small plush Santas. It was a dream. Each ornament was different and manually crafted. Someone took the time to hand-make each of them, which made it even more special. But the most astounding part was how the lights were connected to a music device that played Christmas songs. And the lights danced to the beat of the music. It was any Christmas-obsessed person’s dream.
That was it. That was their tree.
“Cassie…” Y/N was rendered speechless.
“You have to take this one, Y/N.”
“Of course. This looks perfect.”
“And expensive.” Scott muttered.
“Well, thankfully, that’s not a word in Tony Stark’s vocabulary.” Y/N chuckled, turning to stop a passing employee, “Hi, we’ll take this one.”
She talked out the details out with the employee, before going back to where Scott and Cassie were.
“Everything settled?” Scott made sure.
“Yeah.” she nodded, “Thank you–”
“I told you, it’s no problem–”
“For bringing Cassie.” Y/N smiled sheepishly.
“Oh…” he faked hurt, while Cassie stared at both of them with amusement as they bickered, “Is that how it is?”
“Sorry, Lang, but no one can deny Cassie was definitely the better partner.”
“See, daddy? I told you I would be a good partner.” Cassie snickered, slightly rubbing it in his face.
“Okay, that’s enough. You two are teaming up against me.”
Y/N and Cassie, however, continued getting on Scott’s nerves until they were finally ready to leave the place, satisfied with their purchase. Scott walked in front of them and towards the direction of the car. He had his arms crossed over his chest, pouting and faking resentment, which made the two girls giggle louder and high-five.
Yes, Cassie Lang definitely was the better partner for that specific assignment. 
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