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Poppins - Scarlett Johansson
Warnings: fluff, refers to Scarlett’s children throughout (I obviously mean no disrespect and do not personally know these children, I am simply referring to them via names and have no intent behind it other than to simply write something cute)
POV: Scar gets caught up at work so you offer to pick Rose up from school and Cosmo up from daycare and watch them until she got home. Reluctantly she agrees, having no other option. Scarlett had only recently introduced you to the kids and whilst she trusted you 100% to look after them, she worried about what could happen without her there. She didn’t want you to stress or feel any obligation towards her children.
You loved babies but you could not for the life of you understand why that baby would not fall asleep for you. You had almost exhausted all options until little Rose came to your rescue. Sleepily she wandered into the nursery and whispered
“You have to sing to him”
Turning around, cradling the baby and simultaneously bouncing every which way as the cries drowned your ears.
“Huh?”
“If he doesn’t go to sleep when he’s held, mommy puts him back in the crib and sings to him. He goes to sleep like that” she said with a snap of her fingers
You hummed in acknowledgment.
“Thank you little one, you are a true superhero!” She giggles slightly and you smile to yourself, she looks just like her mother “Why don’t you go and choose a bedtime story and as soon as I’m done here I’ll come and read it to you.”
“Can’t I stay here with you? Just until Mom comes home? I don’t want to go to sleep until she’s back”
Weighing up your options, you eventually agree to let her stay.
“Why don’t you go and grab the guitar from downstairs honey? You can help me sing to this little monkey” you smile before pulling a funny face at the baby and just like that, she excitedly runs to find the guitar, her laughter echoing through the halls.
When she returns, you slowly put Cosmo back down into the crib and seat yourself in the large rocking chair. Rose jumps up onto the small couch next to you with a blanket wrapped tightly around herself and a stuffed animal tightened in her grip.
“Alright Rosie posie, you’ve gotta pick the song okay?”
“Ummm… I want ‘A Million Dreams’ from The Greatest Showman! Mom sings that one all the time, it’s my favourite!”
“Ok, I think I know that one. You ready? Now we’ve got to sing quietly, we’re trying to make him sleep remember, not stay awake”
Rose nodded back at you and you began to quietly strum the guitar.
The two of you started to sing the song together, occasionally alternating lines and singing the chorus together. Eventually, Rose started yawning to herself, turning away from you to hide her tiredness - probably in attempt to steal a later bedtime from you without her mother being there to prevent it. You carried on singing and as you reached the end of the song, the soft humming of the guitar beneath your fingertips faded into complete silence.
You looked down at the sleeping baby, entirely thankful that Rose had stepped in when she did and told you the trick to getting him to snooze. Then you turned to the small blonde, tucked up into a ball beside you.
Putting the guitar down as quietly as you could you stood up from the chair. Reaching down to pick up the girl, you carried her out of the room as silent as a mouse and headed towards her own bedroom.
When you had repositioned her beneath the covers, she stirred a little
“Y/n…” she murmured
“Shhh, honey… go back to sleep. Your mommy will be home soon and I’ll send her in to say goodnight to you okay?”
“But you haven’t read me a bedtime story yet”
“Okay, do you want me to stay and read you one?”
She nodded into her pillow.
“Can you read Rapunzel?”
“Of course.” You started to read the book but as soon as you finished the first page, you could already hear the soft snores from the girl and you rolled you eyes playfully. You walked quietly to put the book back on the shelf and as you turned around you noticed a figure standing against the doorframe.
How did you not notice Scarlett standing there sooner? How did she manage to get upstairs without you even hearing her?how long has she been stood there?
She smiled at you and you followed her silently towards her bedroom.
“God, you really scared me then I thought someone was in the house” you joked when you had closed the door
She chuckled as she pulled you in for a hug. This hug was different than any other hug you two had shared before. It was urgent, passionate - it felt as though she was squeezing you much tighter than usual.
“You okay?” You asked as you pulled away, noticing the small tears clouding her eyes
“Yeah” she smiled “I am very much okay”
You looked at her confusingly before she placed her hands on either side of your face and kissed you so tenderly.
“Thank you for being here today, I’m so sorry you had to have them so late on your own”
She started to move around the room, changing into some pyjamas and pulling up the covers of the bed as you climbed in.
“What are you talking about? I loved it. After I picked them up, Rose and I made cupcakes for her school bake sale tomorrow and Cosmo even help to decorate some with us after his nap, don’t worry I got the most adorable pictures to show you. Rose ate all of her vegetables at dinner and even asked for more so I promised her we’d watch a Disney film and she picked Encanto, of course,” you rolled your eyes jokingly, knowing that she had already subjected you and Scarlett to watching it 3 times that week and it was all she could talk about “Then she fell asleep in Cosmo’s room whilst we were singing to him so I carried her back to her room and”
“You sang to Cosmo?”
“Yeah. I mean, I hope that’s okay?! Rose said you did it whenever he couldn’t sleep and she wanted me to play ‘A Million Dreams’ and I couldn’t think of any other way to- I’m sorry, should I not have done that? Of course I shouldn’t of, it’s not my place to-”
“Y/n, calm down honey,” she smiled, bring herself close to you as she got under the covers “I’m glad you sang to him. It’s cute actually. And watching you read to Rose made my heart explode into like a million tiny little pieces. She really likes you”
“You think so?”
“I know so” she corrected as she brushed away the stray hair that framed your face, the two of you lay impossibly close to each other. “I love you y/n”
“I love you too Scarlett”
“And I’m glad that the baby monitor I have installed in Cosmo’s room has such good quality video and audio playback” she smirked, pulling up an app on her phone
“Uh- what?!” You asked embarrassingly as she pressed play on the video
“Don’t worry, Poppins!” She joked “I’m sure you’re singing isn’t a bad as mine”
“Oh my god y/n I’m gonna cry this is so cute. Look at the way she looking at you!” She fawns as she points to her daughter - her head in her hands and her eyes wide as she watches you play the guitar. You smile at the image. You had no idea. “Oh my- I’ve got to get that printed out or something holy…”
The night continued with Scarlett watching and rewatching the footage of you in the nursery, smiling to herself and feeling nothing but complete adoration for your relationship with her children. She was so lucky.
HELL YESSSSSSS!!!!!
So i have some thoughts for some future fics...
Succubus!Nat
Werewolf!Reader
Demon!Nat
SeaSiren!Nat
"Why do I need a babysitter?!?! I'm 19!"
"Why do I need a babysitter?!?! I'm 19!" Tommy whines as he and his brother follow you and Wanda to the living room - after you opened the door for your neighbor, Agatha.
“Agatha is not your babysitter, honey.” Wanda comments naturally, checking her documents inside her purse, and you smirk teasingly as you adjust your tie. “Yeah, she’s the jailer.”
The teasing makes the older woman chuckle lightly, and your two teenage sons roll their eyes. “Don’t give us that look, now.” Wanda scolds with a pointed look. “None of this would be happening if you hadn't messed up the last time your mother and I went out.”
“It was just a stupid party!” Tommy argues about the warzone he made on the house last time you and Wanda went out on a date night. Billy, by his side, crosses his arms. “And Tommy threw it, why am I being punished too?”
“It wasn’t a stupid party, you and your caveman friends turned the house upside down and almost broke your mom’s Hanukkah menorah. You know how important it is to her.” You rebuke him sternly, and the boy looks away in shame. “And you, young man, weren't home to keep an eye on your brother as we had discussed.”
“I was with Teddy, as I said I would.” Billy hits back, a bit annoyedly, and this time Wanda steps in. “You said you were going out with him, not that you were going to sleep at his place. We all know what that means and we didn’t have that conversation yet.”
“So what? You and mom slept together long before you were 19.” The boy's argument makes your wife look at you wide-eyed. “You told them about that?!” You stutter on your words for a while before giving up, pointing at the twins as you state, “I’m not the one in trouble here!”
“Right, right.” The redhead agrees, blinking to recollect her thoughts. “The mistakes your mother and I made are not the issue here. The point is that you lied to us. And you blew up our house.” She says as she points to each child, and Agatha steps in with an amused smile. “Therefore, the jailer.”
“Thanks again, Agatha.” You say with an honest smile, receiving one of her own as she shakes her hands dismissively. “Oh please, it's no problem at all. Besides, I love annoying teenagers.” Her last sentence is humorous and, as you and Wanda share a giggle, the boys share a disgruntled grumble.
“We should get going now, or we'll lose our reservation.” You comment as you check your wristwatch. “Of course.” Wanda says as she distractedly drapes the strap of her purse over her shoulder, casting the boys one last stern look as she says, “behave yourselves.”
“Goodbye.” You say in a sing-song voice, clearly having a good time with the situation. After saying goodbye to Agatha again, you and Wanda leave the house. And as you approach the car, you let out a teasing smile. “So, you think it was a mistake to sleep with me in high school?”
“Absolutely not.” She has a smirk on her lips as she answers easily, pulling you closer by the tie to kiss you on the lips. But before you can deepen the kiss, she is pulling away and moving to the passenger seat, and you catch yourself admiring her figure, wondering how the hell you’ll be able to survive dinner without touching her properly.
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Never let the world and people in it change who you are.
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MAGGIE NELSON | STAN LEE PRESENTS: MOSAIC (2007)
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Born in the year of 1990, Maggie Nelson, an aspiring teenage actress who dreams of making it into Broadway, gains incredible chameleon like powers after she is caught between an ancient Rune stone and a electrical storm accident.
Our heroine maggie's full name is margaret nelson. She's a beautiful seventeen year old student attending the highschool of dramatic arts in New York City. She is an adventurous and extremely happy spirited girl who's confident that she can do and accomplish anything. She's upbeat, quick witted, and high spirited but well grounded when dealing with important issues.
( p.s you can watch the full movie here via youtube but there are flashing lights involved, if you'd prefer to avoid that, check out this film review. )
↳ girlfriend!maggie — who always knew you had a crush on her long before the moment you worked up the nerve ask about being study buddies and started exchanging and comparing notes for an upcoming test of Shakespeare's classics like "Romeo and Juliet" and "Hamlet" and decided to make the move to ask you out during another lunch study in the library.
↳ girlfriend!maggie — who is more than happy to spare some extra time on line rehearsals for those big and upcoming performances you've had your heart set on acting in despite the clear stage fight. She even gives you kisses of good luck for a better boost but makes sure that you know where you need to improve on while welcoming the fun of improv.
↳ girlfriend!maggie — who wants the both of you to step out of your comfort zones when it comes to personal fears and social gatherings together but knows not to push things when it comes to you and doesn't mind being patient because she treasures you to the word and back.
↳ girlfriend!maggie — who is your biggest hype girl with all of her extroverted and contagiously giddy energy, even when your not the brightest person in the room. She wants to find any way to see that precious smile of yours but knows how to give you the well needed comfort when the moment calls for it.
↳ girlfriend!maggie — who treats you out to your favorite bakery and coffee shop in town for the weekend mornings despite the fact that she's been expanding her cuisine palette and improving on her cooking skills but is holding out for either your one year anniversary as a couple or your birthday.
↳ girlfriend!maggie — who is adamant about you getting your bed rest when your sick and in no condition to be attending school. She appreciates the tenacity but your sick butt is staying in bed and that's final. Leave it to her to whip you up a warm meal and to put on some romantic comedy produced films from Hallmark or rent a few movies from block buster so that she can snuggle up close with you under the warmth of a blanket with a trusty ice pack for your fever.
↳ girlfriend!maggie — who explicitly claims to not be the Regina George type and wouldn't get jealous easily over small things or even petty but you see it despite the denial. Despite maggie's emotional and mental maturity is compared to most teenagers, she's still just a teenager and there's no exception to jealousy, especially when it comes to you.
↳ girlfriend!maggie — who ultimately reveals she has superpowers and opens up about this whole world saving adventure she went on in only three days after delivering that bravado of a performance on Friday before returning to school and getting that A+ on Hamlet that Tuesday morning. You are the only one she can really trust right now since her father, the infamous interpol agent Nathan Nelson, would never be able to look at his own daughter the same way ever again -- at least that what she fears. You promise to keep her secret and she knows you mean it.
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