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nadia pym in the unstoppable wasp #002 (2017)

‘i’ll let you know when i become more interested in kissing someone than in quantum physics, okay?’

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Breakfast at Littlest Sweet Shop by Nadia Michaux

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Miniature pretzel dogs by Nadia Michaux

Choke

Pairing: Linstead
Timeline: Set after 2.16, AU from there
Genre: Angst with a smutty ending.
Rating: M

A/N: This is another result of when @allenting and I have night (well it’s night here) brain-stormings. Unbetad, so all the misplaced commas are mine. But I just wanted to get this to you as soon as I could so here it is.

Title comes from the song by OneRepublic, and I recommend listening it while reading, because I basically had it on repeat while I wrote it.

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Etsy shop LiaDiaDesigns has everything under the sun, from wedding cake toppers made to look like Kokeshi dolls to beautiful Henna artwork for the wall, but we truly love this “Magical Unicorn of the Sea” file that would look great framed in a child’s nursery. It comes to you in the size you need. $15 and a frame from a thrift shop or antique mall and you have something great for the kid’s room.  Brought to you by shop owner Nadia, a mommy of three.

Lost and Found - Natasha and Clint

Natasha was good at disappearing, and this was just another round of it. This time, though, she hadn’t told anyone where she was going, not even Clint. The only people who had had advanced warning of her disappearance were Fury, Steve, and Sam, and even they didn’t know where she had ended up. 

She had taken up an alias, dyeing her hair brown and starting a new life in a city. It was easiest to be anonymous in a crowd, and no one paid attention to the unassuming flower shop worker, Nadia Rosewood. It was just enough to pay the bills, and it kept her occupied, keeping her thoughts from darker places. Of course, she still had a lot to sort out, but she had a feeling it would drive her crazy if she was stuck in an empty apartment all day.

Natasha was just leaving work, thinking she might stop for some dinner on the way home, and then settle in with a book. This life was peaceful, and it was nice to pretend she was someone else, at least for a while. She didn’t want to think about who Natasha was right now. She knew she would have to eventually, but right now, it could wait. She felt she deserved a little peace.