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briefhandsstudenttoad · 8 months

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Pepper Potts x Tony Stark smut ??

I've already responded to this request however I sadly forgot to save it to my drafts so this is my rewritten work which is hopefully as good as the original 😂 Thank you very much for the request though - keep them coming for all marvel characters!

🔥💕 I miss you

After Captain Marvel returns Tony to Earth he's a different man and Pepper feels...alone. That is until Tony decided to show her just how much he has missed her. TW. P in V smut, oral, Tony feeling sad about himself but very fluffy.

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Pepper slammed the lakehouse door shut behind her as she heaved the shopping bags through.

It had been a few months since Thanos snapped and Tony had since returned from Titan to his now wife who is currently 7 months pregnant.

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When Captain Marvel had brought Tony back he was merely a shell of the man he had once been after having lost almost everything.

Peppers pregnancy however had brought some hope for him though, a new purpose for him. He had meaning again.

A new optimism arose within him and he felt the need to move on from his past and focus on the future - a bright one where he no longer had to worry about the responsibility of being a superhero and his main worry will be baby names.

With this new optimism however came new downfalls.

He shut out the remaining avengers.

He blocked as many past memories as possible.

He didn't allow himself the opportunity to greive.

And he also didn't allow himself to be intimate, physically, emotionally, socially and sexually which left Pepper feeling a little...alone.

He simply changed himself. He was no longer Iron Man or Tony Stark - billionaire, playboy, genius, philanthropist. He was just Tony Stark, a normal expectant father without any worries.

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Pepper made her way to the nursery where she knew Tony would be and sure enough he was on top of the stepladder, paintbrush in hand, creating the most extraordinary intricate work any nursery had ever had.

He turned smiling at her showing of all of his sparkly white teeth.

"Hey honey, what do you think?"

"Oh Tony it's beautiful, it really is. I love it".

Tony made his way down the ladder and headed over to his wonderful wife to place a light quick kiss on her lips.

Pepper was quicker though as she suddenly felt the urge to deepen the kiss to show him just how much she missed and needed him. She held him by the back of his neck and pressed him to her hard.

Tony felt different though. Her feelings were not reciprocated to him and he was suddenly overwhelmed by so many emotions.

Guilt. Shame. Doubt. Regret. Sadness. Anger.

Because it was all his fault.

Why did he get to enjoy his life with his loved ones whilst the other half of the universe is gone? Whilst their families are all mourning why does he get to celebrate?

No. It didn't feel right. He couldn't do this.

He pulled away and walked out of the room and Pepper heard him mutter something about 'needing fresh air' although there was no doubt about the strain in his voice.

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Pepper lay in bed wide awake a few hours later. Dinner had came and went, spent mostly in an awkward silence over the events earlier. She just didn't know how to bring the topic up.

Tony stood in the doorway of the bedroom gazing at his wife who had her back turned to the entrance. He rarely slept in the same bed as her anymore due to the extremity of his insomnia and if he did sleep he opted to choose the couch where he wouldn't wake her in case of a nightmare.

Pepper tossed and turned so uncomfortable in the bed due to her swollen pregnant stomach - god nobody said it was this hard.

"Peps?"

She gave a slight jump and turned to find her husband. The bed dipped a little as he sat on the side of it, stroking her arm.

"Can we talk about before Tony, please?" Pepper begged. "I just want to understand".

"Pepper it isn't fair. It's all my fault. How can I enjoy my life with you when all of them don't even get a life? It should have been me".

Even in the darkness Pepper could catch the shimmer of tears in his eyes and the sob he choked back.

"Tony don't say that. We've all made mistakes but that doesn't mean we should be punished forever - everyone deserves a second chance. It's nobody's fault and you couldn't have stopped him so stop blaming yourself". Pepper cradled his face and she felt wetness fall into her palms from the tears that began to drip down.

"Thanks peps...I think that's what I needed to hear" Tony sniffed.

"Come here". Tony lay down into Peppers arms and that's how they lay for a few minutes. Just embracing one another in silence, unlike the awkward one at dinner, this silence had a calming atmosphere.

After a few minutes Tony looked over and gazed into Peppers eyes. They were a deep ocean blue and he missed them so much because this is the woman who he had fallen in love with yet also hurt and neglected so much these past few months.

He kissed her. For the first time in so long properly - with true love and passion.

He carefully climbed over on top of her, so as not to squish her baby bump and continued his kissing.

"Tony you don't have to do this".

"Mmm. No I want to - as long as you're comfortable that is" Tony quickly added to which Pepper gave an excited and rushed nod.

He gently lifted her nightdress over her body and discarded his clothes aswell and Pepper immediately revelled in the sight.

The baby hormones had been driving her crazy for this for so long.

Tony took off her underwear and kissed her all the way down her body, showing slightly more love to her stomach before continuing his journey downwards. When he got to her heat he planted another quick kiss and let her wrap her legs around his neck as he got to work sucking and licking as he just let her use him. He could've got off from just that alone.

Pepper was an absolute moaning mess. Tony was so experienced and she forgot how it felt to be treated like this.

Her mouth gaped open fully wide as she tried to moan but she was left utterly speechless as Tony stayed there attacking her bundle of neves.

When he had finished she felt so tired out and sensitive yet she still wanted more. Tony came back up to kiss her on the lips again and his beard was all dishevelled and wet even though he had a big smug smile plastered on his face.

He slipped into her so easily and let out a groan in her neck. He held her for a moment. He was on top of her and inside her. One hand cradling the back of her head, the other holding her baby bump and he realised that this is how he wants to be forever. And they stayed like that for a few seconds just staring at eachother before Tony realised that he needed to move.

He tenderly moved in and out of his beautiful wife as they both whispered sweet nothings to eachother and kissed one another through passionate exchanges.

Suddenly Pepper clenched around him and he let out a guttural groan onto her lips at the unanticipated tension and they both stilled for a moment before he continued again.

They used to have quite a high sex drive but they had never made love quite like this before. This was something new.

"Peps...i need to..."

Tony stared directly into Peppers eyes as he pushed one final time into her and released his all inside her - rubbing her gently so she could join him in the pleasure and sure enough she clung to his neck as she also reached her climax.

Their eyes connected as he dragged them both through their highs and pulled out of the very exhausted and stimulated Pepper.

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And that's when Tony came up with the plan.

The plan to bring everyone back.

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descendants-imagine-darker · 11 months

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Does the war ever end?

(Part 5)

2016

There was chaos amongst the avengers. After six years Daisy had lived with and loved the people who had come into her life during that time. She learned from them, laughed with them and in moments that had resulted in her parents being furious with her - fought with them.

But now it was different.

Ever since Sokovia there was tension, her father’s mix of guilt and paranoia about what had happened and might come next was something that she didn’t enjoy witnessing as she worked with him in his lab A deep sinking of worry weighed in her when she decided to call it quits close to midnight and go to bed while he still worked.

She’d knew that he’d been working until the next morning when he dragged himself into the kitchen with bags under his eyes. Something was eating at him but every time she asked he’d reply the same “I’m fine kiddo”.

This morning started the same but it wasn’t. At two o’clock in the afternoon the entire team came back to the tower silent. Now they sat in the living room arguing about a new accord that had been passed through the United Nations and soon to be ratified.

She sat slumped in the stairwell against the wall after her father had told her to go up to her room.

The main argument had mostly been between her dad and Steve Rogers, a man who she considered her uncle. He’d taught her to draw and took her on walks to the park whenever he was living in the tower in New York. The argument that ensued broke her heart and terrified her at the same time.

The voices of Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson, Rhodey and Vision had been prominent during the discussion. All people that she adored as family.

“If we sign this we sign away our right to choose” Steve voiced, she could no doubt sense her fathers eyes rolling at the statement.

“ Yeah… oh that’s Charles Spencer by the way, he spent his spring break trying to make a difference building sustainable housing in Sokovia, not that it matters now because we were too busy kicking ass”

“The safest hands are still our own and not only that, this bill would put a target on anyone who is differents back - that includes Daisy if you haven’t forgot” Steve scolded.

“Maybe Tony is right, if we have one hand on the wheel we can still steer” Natasha cut in “But we have made some very public mistakes and we need to win the councils trust back”

Tony stilled at her “you’re agreeing with me?”

“Oh I want to take it back”

“No it’s too late” he half joking replied but his point still remaining the same.

“We need to be put in check, the rest of the world is nervous at a mostly U.S group sticking their nose in the rest of the world’s buisness ” he announced to the room.

Then he returned to his initial debate with Steve

“And Don’t talk to me about my kid Rogers, imagine what they’ll do to her without this as protection, I don’t want her in prison, frankly I don’t want her in this line of work at all!.. Anything I can do to keep her out of trouble is worth it, even if it means preventing her from using her power”

“She’s sixteen Tony! You can’t control her like you do with everything else!”

“I’M NOT TRYING TOO, Daisy is my kid and the issue of super powered beings puts her in danger especially since she was in Sokovia. The governments of the world don’t see us as hero’s cap, they see us as a threat with no jurisdiction and no way of protecting their sovereignty - in their eyes WE are the enemy!”

He paused, his exhaustedness showing through to the team.

“Daisy is powerful and we don’t know the extent of that, but if I can shield it now, stop her from being persecuted by the world then I will damn well try.

Whatever it takes.” He breathed finally.

Daisy’s hands clenched at his remark, not paying attention to the rest of the argument that was only escalating, she knew that her dad meant well but the anger at being labelled as the enemy was palpitating throughout her. The electric green energy of her power roiled across her clenched knuckles becoming more violent as her feelings grew more intense. Tears came to her eyes in frustration, she tried to stop it but it just grew more violent instead.

More tears flowed down her face as the energy in her hands only grew worse, she shook out her hands in an attempt to make it go away, instead a great blast shot out and melted the steel railing across from her as the door to her left clambered open. She choked on a gasp and tried to scramble away from whoever was coming out tripping and tumbling down the steps as she did.

She stared wide eyed from the bottom of the landing at Steve who had come through the door, luckily it was loud enough to cover the sound of her blast. They locked eyes for what seemed like forever, both of them breathing heavy, both understanding that the other was in pain.

Steve looked at the little girl that he’d known almost since he’d came out of the ice into this new life. She looked so scared curled up in herself and the realisation that she’d heard all the shouting from him and her dad made the turmoil in him rage deeper.

He shook his line of sight away from her, looking down noticing the melted rail as she slowly moved to sit up. He sighed in defeat and shook his head, he leaned next to it on his tail bone whilst pinching his nose, for a brief moment Daisy could see the great tiredness of the 93 year old. The text he’d received in all the commotion bringing a newfound sense of loneliness and pain weighed on him.

Daisy watched his shoulders shake before she called to him.

“Steve?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you ok?”

He tried to regain himself “yeah, everything’s fine”

Her red rimmed eyes looked at him with a saddnes that had become residential in her expressions as of late.

“No your not… I see that look in my dads eyes, somethings wrong”

Her lip quivered “you just don’t want to tell me… you can be honest… I can handle it”

He looked at her fully again and his eyes softened “Peggy passed away”

“Oh, I’m sorry” she spoke meekly

“No” he cut her off “I’m sorry” he sank down beside her so that they were at eye level, he crossed his legs and took her hand.

“This shouldn’t happen…you’re a good kid, you shouldn’t be caught up in this” His words fluctuated between meaning but she appreciated that even when he was in pain he tried to make her feel better.

“I’m a danger”

“No” he said definitely again “your dad…” he let out another heavy sigh “your dad means well but”

“But people like us can’t be controlled, that makes us dangerous” she cut him off.

“It makes others scared, we try and do good but mistakes happen”

Daisy looked down thoughtfully “Are they gonna take me away?”

Steve shook his head “Your dad would never let that happen - I wouldn’t - none of us would ever let that happen” he squeezed her hand. There was so much he wanted to say but his thoughts mixed with his grief and confusion left him at a loss for words.

So he settled on this

“No matter what happens I want you to know that you are so loved and you will never be alone.”

They both nodded half heartedly, each silently acknowledging that in this new dawn

Nothing was known.

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When you are in a situation when nothing is known it’s good to take stock of what you do know.

As of right now Steve is on the run along with Wanda, Sam and Steve’s newly refound friend Bucky as far as she knew.

She knew that her dad was growing more anxious the more Secretary Ross hounded him about Steves whereabouts and coincidentally Natasha’s too.

Daisy had never liked Ross, he’d always regarded her curtly and with what she saw as a sneer. More recent events hadn’t had made any difference. In fact she flinched a little harder at his barking in the next room.

“You listen here Stark, you bring Rogers and Barnes in or you’re done! got it?”

“I can’t find them any faster! Every time we close in he just doubles down, people will get hurt”

“Well quite frankly I don’t give a damn about people, I want them detained. And you need to remember you’re not the only one on the line here”

A dark pause hung in the air as Tony processed what he said “what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

His head snapped to the door where he heard a shout and shuffling come from the hall way. As he entered two guards had restrained his daughter and were dragging her as she struggled trying to yell as one of them covered her mouth.

Surging forward he was stopped by Ross’ hand on his chest forcing him back. Tony looked to him bewildered and horrified at what was happening. He couldn’t ignore his daughter screaming as he moved past trying to get to her as she was dragged further down the hall.

What Ross said next stopped him in his tracks.

“You’re daughter will be detained until Rogers and his accomplices are behind bars.”

“No way in hell!” Tony yelled back marching further down the hall. Two more guards eclipsed the ones taking Daisy away from him grabbing his shoulders and dragging him back to the Secretary. He struggled more as her piercing screams became fainter the further she was dragged.

Ross stepped between him and the path leading to her “The world is becoming a more dangerous place and after Sokovia it’s only a matter of time before she becomes a problem too. You want her released, bring them in.”

“You have 24 hours before her cell locks for good.”

“Where will you hold her?”

“only place strong enough for people like her”

“She’s just a kid”

“Then I suggest as her father you don’t fail her.”

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This took a while and it’s super long but it’s an important transition for who Daisy is shaping up to be.

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taylanasbrooklynbaby05 · 2 years

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mcu hc

Pepper: Repeat after me, I won't adopt all smart kids I come across-

Tony: I will adopt all smart kids I come across-

Pepper: Tony no-

Tony: Tony yes-

Shuri and Peter *at same time* : Mr. Stark yes-

Pepper: Christ there's three of them-

#marvel mcu #mcu fandom #incorrect avengers #marvel incorrect quotes #mcu headcanons #pepperpotts #tony stark #dad tony stark #annoyedpepper #peter parker

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metcha14 · 2 years

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love you

#pepperony #tonystark #pepperpotts

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marvel-snape-writes · 1 year

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Okay okay @ineffablehusbands3000 heres the beginning of the Tony/Pepper smut…

Its set where the Avengers are away and Tony and Pep have to resort to other ways to try and satisfy one another…

18+ smut.

I’m turning in for the night,” Tony announced as he stood up from the table, pushing his chair in, “See you all in the morning.”

“Night, Tony.” Natasha smiled, waving from her seat next in between Bruce and Clint.

“It’s a little early for you, isn’t it?” Stephen teased, looking up at him.

“I’m gonna phone Pep and, uh… yeah,” Tony shrugged before gesturing toward Thor’s slumped body collapsed into the large armchair next to the couches in the room, “Cap has already gone and I don’t want to end up trying to out drink you like someone else.”

“Any excuse.” Bruce laughed, playfully shaking his head.

“Banner, I’m sure if we were away from Nat you’d be wanting to do the same.” Tony shrugged, watching in amusement as Bruce’s cheeks grew red before walking out of the large living room and toward the corridor.

This was the first ‘downtime’ they’d had since this current mission. Tony and Stephen had both bickered over who got the biggest room at this particular hub and, much to Tony’s annoyance, Stephen had won.

He sat on the end of his bed and kicked his shoes off before laying down and pulling his phone out of his pocket. His thumbs dialled Pepper’s number out of habit even faster than the thought itself and he held it to his ear.

“Hello, stranger.” Pepper’s voice beamed down the phone after a mere two seconds of ringing.

“Hey, baby,” Tony was already smiling, “How are you doing?”

“I’m good, thank you. How are you?” Pepper spoke in a chirpy tone.

“I’m glad to hear, sweetheart,” He continued to speak without answering her question, “How’s business?”

“Business is missing you.” Pepper replied.

“And is my… mistress missing me?” Tony’s lips curved into a smirk.

“Tony, call me that again and I’ll end the call.” Pepper pretended to sound offended.

“Hey, how do you know I meant you?” Tony tried not to laugh, continuing to taunt her down the phone.

“Tony!” Pepper scoffed, evidently trying to hold back her laughter, “Why did you call me, just to wind me up over the phone?”

“Because I miss you, baby,” Tony pursed his lips, “Is that such a crime?”

“Anything else?” Pepper asked, letting out a small laugh through her nose when he paused, “You never told me how you are.”

“Hmm… tired.” Tony rubbed his eyes as he spoke.

“Just tired?” Pepper replied.

“M’hm…” Tony cleared his throat, rubbing his face with his free hand so that it would make his following words come out slightly muffled, “Tired and horny.”

“You shouldn’t have time to be horny, Tony.” Pepper tried to sound unphased.

“There’s always time to be horny, Pep,” Tony pouted his lips as he spoke, going completely silent for a moment before speaking quietly again, “Help me…”

“From a million miles away?” Pepper laughed down the phone, “I know you’re capable of some pretty incredible technology, but I’m not entirely sure how that would work.”

“Just… give me a little something to get me going.” Tony swallowed hard, now resting his free hand against his lower stomach.

“And what if someone walks into your room?” Pepper asked.

“It won’t be the worst thing they’ve caught me doing,” Tony half laughed, “I remember when I used to say that about you… and look at us now.”

“Tony…” Pepper’s tone changed, almost as of surprised at his comment.

“Yeah, baby?” Tony smirked to himself, lightly tracing his fingertips back and forth over his belt line, “Alright, alright, will you help me think of something else, then?”

“I’ll help.” Pepper agreed.

“Okay, so… have you got anything planned for dinner when I get home?” Tony asked, clearing his throat, “Have you got a good spread in mind?”

“Don’t I always put on a good spread for you, hm?” Pepper spoke in a lower tone this time, almost able to hear the smirk in her voice, “I know how much you love it when things are spread for you, Tony… Like, I don’t know… thighs?”

“P—Pep, this is not helping me take it off my mind…” Tony let out a shaky breath, his fingertips dying to push themselves under the waistband of his pants.

“I said I’d help, baby…” Pepper spoke softly, “Not that I’d take it off your mind…”

“W—Wait…” Tony inhaled sharply, laying his hand flat on his stomach now, “Pepper, are you seriously…”

“Giving you what you want?” Pepper let out a seductive giggle, “Don’t act so surprised, Tony. There’s little else your ‘mistress’ can do from a million miles away.”

“Are you sure, baby?” Tony placed his hand over the crotch of his pants, “The, uh, business isn’t in need of its leader?”

“Not for the next three minutes, it isn’t.” Pepper teased.

“Pepper, i’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.” Tony frowned, letting out a small huff.

“All I’m saying is that you most likely won’t need my services long.” Pepper’s smirk was heard in her voice.

“Is that right?” Tony played with the zipper on his pants, “What makes you say that, Miss ‘Only Needs To Feel My Hands On Her Waist To Crumble’?”

“Because I know what gets you, Mr Stark.” Pepper responded in a smug tone.

“Oh, yeah?” Tony dramatically scoffed, trying to pretend that her taunting wasn’t turning him on even more, “You really think so?”

“Yeah,” Pepper responded, “I really think so.”

“Yeah?” Tony’s lip twitched, lightly pressing his palm into his crotch, “Then, let’s go, baby.”

“What is it that you miss the most, hm?” Pepper asked.

“Being able to kiss you whenever I want,” Tony responded, unzipping his trousers, “Have you there to touch,” He pushed his hand into the front of his trousers and over his crotch, “The list is endless…”

“Don’t be so prude, Tony…” Pepper’s voice sounded a little stern this time, “Tell me properly.”

I already have a sort of plan of where i want this to go and it involves him maybe getting interrupted by Stephen… but anyway, I’ve har this in my drafts for MONTHS — hope you enjoyed!

#pepperony #iron man #marvel #tony stark #tony stark x pepper potts #tony stark smut #tony stark fic #pepperony smut #pepperpotts #pepperonyfic #marvel universe

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my-tony-stark-drawings · 2 years

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Happy Father's Day to the best dad ever Tony Stark 💖

#BringBackTonyStarktolife (petition)

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raiaifotress · 1 year

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MCU Tony hating his comic self....he so real for that

#iron man #pepperpotts #marvel #comics #pepper stark #pepperony #tony stark mcu #tony stark #tony x pepper #avengers

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ravenirene · 2 years

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2 Natsharons (1st one by616bvckynat twt)

Peppernat

Jessica drew and natasha

#natsharon #black widow #natasha romanoff #sharon carter #pepperpotts #jessica drew #spider woman

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lifeinbrick · 1 year

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"Can't wait for my festive Rescue suit!" "WOW! This is awkward."

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marvelman901 · 1 year

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Tales of Suspense vol 1 47 (1963) . Iron Man Battles the Melter! . Written and Edited by Stan Lee Penciled by Steve Ditko Inked by Don Heck Lettered by Sam Rosen Cover by Jack Kirby . Introducing the Melter (Bruno Horgan)! . Iron Man fought the Melter... . See more relevant content here: #marvelman901ironman #marvelman901avengers #marvelman901melter #marvelman901jackkirby #marvelman901steveditko . #ironman #melter #jackkirby #stanlee #steveditko #donheck #happyhogan #pepperpotts (på/i New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cni5edUtzdY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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briefhandsstudenttoad · 8 months

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I actually give up. I just answered a request with one of my best stories that I have ever written but I forgot to save it.

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descendants-imagine-darker · 2 years

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Does the war ever end?

(Part 4)

Bellatrix lestrange was absolutely giddy with joy.

Skipping through the halls of Malfoy Manor, she twirled in glee at the news that had been presented to the death eaters sat around the table looking to their lord.

Her daughter was alive. Her power had made itself present and they were close to finding her. All that was known was that she was powerful, wherever her power was emanating from it was recognised by the ministry and passed down by the few officials that were loyal to the dark lord. A signal of magic given off unknowingly that only resembled that of the dark lords.

It had to be hers.

Bellatrix could only imagine the power she held and the accolades that the dark lord would have for her for giving him such a powerful heir. Her delirious smile faded as she stepped into the office where he was. His solemn, snake like face remained stoic as she closed the door behind her.

The idea of being rewarded had been quashed instantly at his scowling face and naturally imposing demeanour.

She walked and stood in the centre of the room sombrely, her hands clasped in front of her and her head slightly bowed.

His voice slithered out, cutting through the silence of the room.

“Bellatrix”

Her eyes twitched wildly in fear but she dared not to look at him.

“Look at me” he hissed

She raised her head, the slits of his nostrils flared.

“You were tasked with raising my heir and yet she is not here. Her power calls out, unrefined when it should have been under your guide from the start”

Her shoulders meekly shook, her best attempt to quell the visible fear in her.

“Yes my lord. But you have to understand I was only trying to find you, I knew you were still present-“

He cut her off with his hissing voice

“I don’t have to understand anything!”

She shuddered back a few steps as he loomed over her like a dark cloud.

“I always knew you were weak. If you had known your place her power would be aligned with me already.”

A deep and dark feeling sparked within her. The notion that she was weak was met with internal rage, to anyone else she strived to prove in the most vicious of ways that she was not weak, anyone else who would dare call her weak would be met with the cruciatus curse at minimum , but she couldn’t muster the courage in front of him.

So she stood there submissively in his thrall.

“Since you are no good for anything else, you can help rectify, at least, where you have failed”

He grabbed her at the wrist and pulled her towards him harshly, he pointed his wand at her forearm and dragged it across her skin, a hiss escaped her as the burning incision dragged downwarns towards the vein at the base of her wrist. It was a deep burn that made her want to howl and scream in pain. Blood oozed out, deep and crimson as the wand drew down her skin. It dribbled over her forearm and pooled on the floor, she felt weak as it flowed faster.

The dark lord released her wrist, she swayed in her spot on the floor, he waited until her arm was covered in blood and her swaying became more erratic as she tried to keep her footing.

Enough blood had streamed out and made a sizeable puddle on the floor before her knees gave out and her arm went slack.

The dark lord stared down at her void of emotion. He let her sit there, below him, before he flourished his wand low towards the stained hardwood.

A transparent force of energy collected some blood as it drew from her wrist, flowing rapidly as it now slacked in direction of the vein it flowed from. The deep crimson blood rose to the air and twirled in the lack of gravity. With the help of wandless magic the small droplet grew and turned to sheer blue whisps as it expanded, until strands of it formed individual silhouettes of the same woman.

A cacophony of voices flooded the room as silhouettes took form around them. The translucent forms of the woman all in different statures took up every corner of the room their, words mixing and overlapping one another. The commotion forming made the room seem suffocating.

“Do I really have to do this?”

“Shock and awe coming your way!”

“I don’t like this”

“I’m pretty sure sarcasm is a requirement in the Stark repertoire”

“Hey! Hey! Let me go. I didn’t do anything wrong”

“Hey GM, considering the fact that I’m an actual ghost, death isn’t really a thing I have to worry about in your little contest”

“I don’t feel like a person anymore!”

“We are his legacy, he would hate it but after everything, it’s our job to make sure the world keeps turning”

Voices called throughout the room, snipets of conversation overlapping, different tones of excitement, snideness or joking until others became louder than the last. As they grew the voices further descend into shouts of varying levels of desperation or sadness.

Until one voice formed between the two, her stature shrunken in on itself, meaker than any of the others. The twirling visage of her more erratic and violent as it formed. It stood before the dark lord, a mess of curls covering her face as she looked down.

She wasn’t much shorter than the dark lord even shrunken from her full height she came just up to his chin.

“I feel like I failed”

She whispered brokenly.

Bellatrix looked on from where she knelt, recognising the pain in her voice much like her own. She watched as the dark lord looked over its figure, face unflinching in mirth. Bellatrix felt heavy as her glassy eyes peered at her and the weight of herself felt harder to keep upright.

Another voice joined the central one, no silhouette followed but the voices of an older sounding woman rang out as if it was centrifical to this moment, the voices warmth atoning and quieting every other voice in the room”

As if it demanded to be heard and so, the figure looked up and the scene played out.

“Oh sweetheart, you didn’t fail, your dad would be so proud of you,

I wish You could see yourself the way I see you -

the way all of us see you -

for the beautiful and smart and wonderful young woman you are.

I know everything is different now but you are no less a Stark than the day you first came home”

The voice flowed out each sentence flowing around the main silhouette as it slowly looked up.

The sheer eyes looked through the dark lord as it seemed to meet his eyes, even in this form it was clear that the young face was sorrowful.

“I love you mom”

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Hours later Bellatrix layed in the bed of her allocated room in Malfoy Manor.

Narcissa had found her bleeding out on the floor of the office hours after the dark lord had departed. Bellatrix had not bothered to piece herself back together as she had layed there and Narcissa was frantic to save her sister from the brink of death as she laid in a pool of her own blood.

Now she stared at the ceiling with a blank expression, still weak from the loss of blood, her arm now bandaged and treated for the curse left by the dark lord. She layed there as she recounted the vast scenes that she had witnessed.

It was clear that the dark lord had attempted to summon their daughter to them but what had come back was a complete mess of entangled moments.

But Ara Riddle, by flesh and blood, was no where in sight.

The dark lord was furious, he’d backhanded her harshly after he’d evicerated the army of voices. His slit nostrils flared at her.

“Your failure has cost me a great deal of power to be had! I have no use for a pitiful girl, she is weak like you”

Replaying his words as she laid there in her bed her eyes watered, the deep sinking dread that she had failed the dark lord swallowed her. However it was another thought that had entered her mind that broke her.

Her daughter, the one that should have taken after her, learned from her and been milder by her sought comfort and advice from another woman.

Another family.

And the angering notion - a muggle family.

Bellatrix had always hoped that her daughter would rely on her and sing praise for her just as she sung praise to the dark lord, that she would finally be awarded for her loyalty and fellowship.

But her failure had revealed that not to be. She brought her hands to her face as tears began to well and spill over. Looking down at her the moment would be seen would be that of a child weeping pathetically to herself.

She heaved and sobbed for several minutes before she steeled herself, her clarity of the situation now faded and she refocused her mind towards anger.

Anger and callousness towards the people who dared to steal her daughter. A wicked smile slowly took over her features as her frazzled mind pictured how she would punish the scum that had wronged her. Senseless cackles soon followed and grew as the images of flaying her victims became more gruesome.

She could fix this. Everything would be alright.

Sitting up, Bellatrix drew her wand, wild eyes focused on her bandaged arm and poked at the injury. Blood immediately flowed from the wound soaking the bandage.

Flourishing her wand she began a similar incantation to that of the dark lords however, she focused on the sadness and pain of her daughter, everything that she had seen when the dark lord had attempted to summon her.

Energy hummed loudly in the room - growing - burning - darkening her surroundings until a great crack split through the air, the sound like that of lightning tearing a tree in half and the swift brightness of the sun flashing through every crevice within a second.

Bellatrix was momentarily blinded from the sheer brilliance of the light and her ears rang slightly, she could barely hear the loud knocking on the door or her sisters voice.

As her eyes cleared and surveyed the charred room in front of her they landed on a body.

Her shocked stature left her staring in disbelief at the sight in front of her. So shocked she didn’t react when the door banged open or when her sister and brother in law shouting and. Gasping in complete shock.

Instead she just stared at the figure lightly breathing on the floor that seemed as if almost a younger version of herself.

Taking in her features, Bellatrixs’ face morphed into one of delerious joy, looking up she saw her sister with worry etched into her face.

“Nothing to fret about cissy, Ara’s home now”

Kneeling down to check on the unconscious figure, Narcissa put her hand to the girls forehead brushing away some of the curls. She kept her hand atop her head trying to sense thoughts that one would have freely floating about in their mind even when unconcious, however the feeling of detachedness only came back.

Narcissa looked up with rueful eyes.

“No Bella, you’ve summoned a living corpse”

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