#josephquinn

Summary: being the leader of a secret revolution has it's risks and responsibilities but being a husband in a private marrige has highter ones.

Pairing: Enjolras x wife! reader

Warnings: non, Enjolras just being Enjolras, bunch of fluff

It was a quiet and rainy night in Paris. The Café Musain was still oppened,everyone enjoyed their Friday night here. You were sitting next to Loretta - your best friend - and enjoyed your night out with a glass of wine in front of you.

While you were listening Loretta talking about her love life, you couldn't help but look at the other side of the room, where a group of young man were discussing about the upcoming  revolution, which they were planning for two years now. Your eyes fell on their leader.

You recognised him right away by his red scar ,and his demanding voice. He had so much power, that almost everyone from the Musain had paid attention on what he was saying.

When he looked up from his notes,you looked away right away, feeling your cheeks heating up. Loretta smirked at you after she caught you starring at him.

" He's pretty. " she said with a teasing tone.

" Yeah, he really is. He's hot. " you mumbled blushing by just thinking about him.

" Oh he's coming closer to get more drinks to his friends. " she said excitadly and you were already shaking your head knowing what was about to come.

" Don't you dare- "

" Oh hii sorry, are you Enjolras? "

" Loretta- " you warned her, but it helped nothing.

" Yeah, I am. And who are you ma chérie if I may ask? " he answered in an anoyed tone.

" Oh it doesn't matter, but my dear friend thinks you're hot! " she said winking at him.

You were under the table at this point and you pinched Loretta's leg. Your heard him chuckled and you couldn't help but groan. " I don't have time for some silly woman, so if you don't have anything new to say about the revolution I'll leave the two of you here."

Gosh you never undestood why you were still friends with this girl but hell you're going to kill her someday.

" I hate you. "

" He's an asshole so you're welcome. He's not the one. Too cold to be a husband. "

You rolled your eyes at her, then said your goodbyes to each other.

***

You were waiting behind the building, humming softly. You had to escape that room quickly before she could make things worse.

As you were looking at the ring on your finger you heard footsteps aproaching you. You quickly looked up to see a man standing right in front of you eyeing you with a drunken stare.

" What are you doing here all by yourself

mon amour? "

You took a few step backwards,when you noticed he was walking closer to you.

" I'm not alone! I'm waiting for my husband! He's inside! "

" I don't see him right now. C'mon ma chérie you only need to give me just a little kiss. " he was already squeezing your arms, you could smell the alcohol on his clothes as he tried to kiss you.

" Call her ma chérie again,and maybe I'm going to brake your neck instead of simply shooting you, mate. " you heard a familiar voice which made your attacker turn around and letting you go.

" And who are you Monsieur? "

" Her husband, so you better back off and leave before I'll knock your teeth out for touching her. "

With that the drunken man ran away and you let out a shaky breath.

Enjolras stood there,with his hands in his pockets looking at you quietly. You could tell he was mad. He warned you in the morning to be carefull where you are going without him between drunken men and boys.

He had his coat and hat on meaning he was ready to head home. He motioned with his head which you already understood what this meant, so you walked closer to him. He yanked your arm angrily and started to drag you home. You let out a quiet hiss feeling his harsh movement then you decided ignore it. He was just angry right now. He will calm down. He alsways does.

***

When the door closed behind the two of you he finally let go of your arm to lock the door.

" Enj- "

" I thought I warned you to be carefull, when we're in the Musain. You know damn well that I can't be around you when we are in front of our friends because if they find out that we are married they will not going to take me seriously anymore. Yet you just got up, all by yourself and went behind the building!! " he yelled angrily.

" I-i wanted to allert you that I wanted to go home! I felt uncomfortable. " you answered almost crying because you didn't want to upset him.

" You're not allowed to leave this house again. "

" You can't just lock me here! Enjolras you have no right to do this!! "

" Oh I have all the right to do that, I'm your husband! You're going to do what I say! You're not leaving this house untill I give you permission! Understood? " he asked you as he grabed your chin forcing you to look at him.

" I hate you. I hope you will die in your stupid revolution! At least I'm going to get rid of you then. " you growled back.

" You didn't mean that. "

" Oh I did. I had enough. You love the revolution more then me! You're not even in love with me anymore, are you? Of course not. Bet you even cheated on me last time when you came home drun- "

" That's enough! " he intrerupted you letting go of your chin. " go back to  your room. I don't want to see you. "

" That's what I thought. Go ahead and pour yourself a glass of wine. Maybe that will remind you that you have a wife who has needs. Needs of love and caring. You are cold as ice Enjolras...I didn't fall in love with your new self. I loved the old Enjolras. " and with that you left the kitchen already sobbing your heart out.

Enjolras looked after you with a sad look on his face. God he hated seeing you hurt especially because of him.

***

It was late, but you couldn't sleep. Not without him next to you. He was right you didn't mean anything what you said earlier. But he had no right to yell at you when you didn't do anything wrong.

Suddenly the door oppened and you started to hear his footsteps. You closed your eyes and remained silent. The mattress sunk next to you as you felt him laying down next to you.

" I know you're not sleeping mon amour. I want to talk to you. " you heard him whisper in a quiet tone.

You turned on the light next to you and set up huging your knees. You didn't want to look at him. You were still mad at him.

" I love you. "

You rolled your eyes but you didn't say anything. Not like you had the right to say anything since he's your " husband ".

" I wanted to apologise. I shouldn't have yelled at you. It was not your fault that the drunk asshole came to you. And I should have noticed that you were feeling umcofortable after that bi- that girl emberassed you on porpuse. And I'm sorry that I was a bad husband. But you need to understand that everything I do, I do it for you. "

He slowly reached for your cheek as he set closer to you. You tried to hide your smile as he started kissing your cheeks, your forehead, your nose and your neck. He was always doing this when he wanted to show you how much he loved you.

" Come on, say something you silly little thing. I don't want to sleep like that, knowing that I hurted you. Ma chérie, you know I love you, right? I love you so much. " he whispered kissing your forehead and locking you into his warm embrace.

You started slowly stroking his back as he laid his head on your chest. You were the only woman who could made his heart melt. You were the only one who's ever seen the real him the soft side of him.

" Still no smile? How about we get up early tomorrow, I'll help you make luch and then...I'll take you to Clarise before I'll go to the Musain. How does that sound? " he smirked and that made you smile.

" Or you could come with me to Clarise talk to her a little bit and then we could go together in that giant library of hers and read together like we used to before our marrige. "

" I like this idea. But I'm only doing it if you give me a kiss first. "

You leaned up and gave him a soft kiss which he returned impatiently. You could feel his smirk as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

" I'm sorry Enjolras. I didn't mean anything what I said. I was just hurt. Don't you dare to die. I'm going to fight with you. I want to stay with you forever. "

" If that's what you want then I'm not going to try to stop you. "

Summary:

Following the heroic death of Tony Stark, Steve Rogers returned the Infinity Stones, but he did not come back from his time travel. At least not as his present self. He stayed with Peggy Carter on Earth-828 to get his own happy ending.

However, this triggered a never-ending anomaly in the multiverse, one that not even the TVA could manage without causing harmful consequences in other universes.

The rising Doctor Doom seeks to create a universe of his own, driven by a thirst for absolute power. But to achieve this, he must execute anomalies of his own-endangering not only the lives of civilians this time, but the lives of our heroes as well.

However, one of Doom's Latverian witches shares a troubling prophecy with him: one day, a bright-eyed child will come from the past-whose eyes she foresaw as either purple or blue-and this child will defeat him by absorbing the power of every existing superhero. To prevent this, Doom embarks on a secret solo mission to track down the child's whereabouts and prevent their birth.

Warnings: major character death, 18+ for graphic smut and torturing. So much angst.

Pairing: Johny Storm x Luna oc

Part 3

Doctor Doom's realm was located right at Romania's nose, in the southern part of Hungary, adjacent to Symkaria. In this country occupying a handful of land, the peasants lived an oppressed yet happy life, holding Doctor Doom in high regard for leading the nation so cleverly. The Latverian language was a detached mutant dialect of Hungarian. Lord Doom lived in close proximity to Dracula, who led the autonomous region of Transylvania, and his castle even resembled Doom's own.

This morning, the lord couldn't seem to settle down. He paced back and forth in his castle, occasionally watching the marching of the Doombots either through the window or from his balcony. The people had already retreated into their homes, as the persistent wind and ominous storm clouds intimidated the sky as a warning.

With his hands clasped behind his back, Victor watched the sky as if waiting for something to happen. However, when still nothing occurred, he hummed mechanically while rocking on his heels.

"You called for me, my lord?" the hooded witch in glowing violet stepped beside him with slow steps. The mask on her face matched the Doctor's aura and elegant posture perfectly.

"Your husband mentioned recently that he had new visions. Are they perhaps a few new threads to the prophecy?"

"No, my lord. This time it is another phenomenon. I believe it poses no threat to us just yet."

"I am curious to hear what he saw this time."

"A planet-devouring entity: Galactus. He will reach our planet in two years if the Fantastic Four fail to stop him."

"Hm. Well, of course. Fantastic Four this, Fantastic Four that... It's always just them, them, them, like The Beatles in the United Kingdom. I can't travel anywhere without hearing from both sides how *fantastic* they are."

The woman remained silent; whenever Victor berated the superheroes, no one ever knew how to respond. She deemed it best to let a dramatic pause pass.

"Is there any reason why this... Galactus wants our planet?"

"He wants the child," the woman replied bluntly, at which the man visibly froze. He slowly turned his head toward her and took a slow step forward, causing the violet-hooded witch to immediately step back.

"Which child?"

"Richards' son. Franklin."

"Reed 'Electron-freak' Richards has no child. His invisinle wife couldn't even give him that much."

"That is correct. She will become pregnant in the future, and a year later, Galactus will approach us. He will sense the child's uniqueness and will demand his life in exchange for the planet."

"And? What will happen? Please tell me he's finally going to turn them into a proton patty—"

"Actually, that is not what you want to know from me, my lord. I can feel that you are still not at peace regarding the whereabouts of the child foretold in the prophecy."

"Well, of course I'm not at peace! The salvation of the world and the success of my plan could depend on a child! I would rather make out with Reed Richards than die a heroic death because of a kid!"

"I understand your concern, my lord. Unfortunately, I could not learn more about the child's identity, nor when they will come to us. If you wish, I can have Strange sent to the Blue Ravens' base again. Word has it that starting this year, the coming-of-age ceremony will be brought forward. They will no longer undergo the procedure at eighteen, but at sixteen years old," the witch explained coolly.

"Sixteen? Has Commander Henrik lost his mind entirely?!"

"They say the man who killed his wife four years ago wants to eliminate her daughter during the filtering tournament as punishment."

"Very well then. A leader must discipline his people. We could learn a thing or two from him. Tell your husband to make a round at the base by all means. Have him stay for the entire duration of the tournament. I am curious about this year's developments."

Summary:

Following the heroic death of Tony Stark, Steve Rogers returned the Infinity Stones, but he did not come back from his time travel. At least not as his present self. He stayed with Peggy Carter on Earth-828 to get his own happy ending.

However, this triggered a never-ending anomaly in the multiverse, one that not even the TVA could manage without causing harmful consequences in other universes.

The rising Doctor Doom seeks to create a universe of his own, driven by a thirst for absolute power. But to achieve this, he must execute anomalies of his own-endangering not only the lives of civilians this time, but the lives of our heroes as well.

However, one of Doom's Latverian witches shares a troubling prophecy with him: one day, a bright-eyed child will come from the past-whose eyes she foresaw as either purple or blue-and this child will defeat him by absorbing the power of every existing superhero. To prevent this, Doom embarks on a secret solo mission to track down the child's whereabouts and prevent their birth.

Warnings: major character death, 18+ for graphic smut and torturing. So much angst.

Pairing: Johny Storm x Luna oc

Part 2

Hugo's days gained new meaning ever since he adopted the baby girl. In truth, he handled every obstacle so naturally, as if he had been born for it.

He didn't complain to anyone, not even when he had barely slept two hours. He barery wanted to put the little one down from his arms. Not that he could have anyway. The little princess would start throwing a tantrum as soon as he managed to set her down for even a single minute.

Those around him had recently begun whispering that he was spoiling her. Others praised his fatherhood. Mind-reading made his job a little easier, so he often knew what to do before the little bundle if joy could even start crying.

The man's thoughts were completely consumed by the baby girl. He woke up thinking of her and fell asleep thinking of her. Those big, innocent blue eyes, the thick blonde hair growing richer by the day, that chubby baby face. No matter how messy he might look waking up, the diapered little one greeted him with smiles and giggles, knowing her daddy would soon lift her into his arms.

Kate still helped out sometimes, of course, so the man didn't neglect himself entirely.

The baby girl was eventually named Luna because whenever she couldn't sleep, and Hugo went up with her to the top floor of the base-where there was a clear view of the sky-she was constantly watching the moon through the window.

"Your name will be Luna. My moonlight. My hope in my darkest days," he whispered to the slumbering baby.

***

As the months went by, Hugo tried harder and harder to savor every single moment. The hardest period so far was teething. Every week, the drop in his sleep hours reached a new record. In the end, even the man's direct rivals took pity on him, bringing him all sorts of teething toys and offering advice.

The first words (of course, "dada"), the first steps, the first mischief, and oh, those genuine childhood laughs.

Within the system, children were not allowed to socialize with one another, which meant she didn't have to attend kindergarten. However, every child received a small tattoo while still an infant; in the future, the children were permitted to speak only if that mark was shown to them. Thus, Hugo had to teach her that whenever she wasn't talking to him, she had to remain silent until he showed her the tiny crescent moon. This tattoo was hidden on the inner thigh of every child, unique to each of them.

The man almost bared his teeth in a snarl every time mandatory procedures like these had to take place-and unfortunately, more would happen as soon as she turned six. That was when they would begin teaching them, punishing them for every imperfection, and breaking them in.

The child, who barely reached his knees, was quiet and obedient. Her father only had to tell her things once, and she stored them deep inside. In her tiny soul, only one flame of desire burned: to make her father proud and happy.

Summary: Following the heroic death of Tony Stark, Steve Rogers returned the Infinity Stones, but he did not come back from his time travel. At least not as his present self. He stayed with Peggy Carter on Earth-828 to get his own happy ending.

However, this triggered a never-ending anomaly in the multiverse, one that not even the TVA could manage without causing harmful consequences in other universes.

The rising Doctor Doom seeks to create a universe of his own, driven by a thirst for absolute power. But to achieve this, he must execute anomalies of his own-endangering not only the lives of civilians this time, but the lives of our heroes as well.

However, one of Doom's Latverian witches shares a troubling prophecy with him: one day, a bright-eyed child will come from the past-whose eyes she foresaw as either purple or blue-and this child will defeat him by absorbing the power of every existing superhero. To prevent this, Doom embarks on a secret solo mission to track down the child's whereabouts and prevent their birth.

Warnings: major character death, 18+ for graphic smut and torturing. So much angst.

Pairing: Johny Storm x Luna oc

Part 1

Somewhere on Earth-828, there was a hidden underground organization. Long before the two Fantastic Four could capture the attention of the people (one of them being The Beatles), around 1948 Frank Sinatra, Marilyn Monroe, Elvis Presley, and Alain Delon were dominating the scene.

A vast array of distractions away from the existence of a base that was still operating under HYDRA administration, remaining undiscovered due to its caution. This was the twin institution of the Red Room: the Blue Room. The only difference was that they brought only children here who already possessed some form of artificial biological mutation.

Those who ended up here were tortured and trained until they spoke at least fourteen languages, including a minimum of eight human tongues and six native mutant languages from other dimensions. From among the arts, they had to learn to perform at least eight of their own choosing to perfection. The ninth was mandatory-ballet, which provided both self-discipline and further torture.

Under these and similar conditions grew up the Blue Ravens, who were allowed onto the surface to live as embedded agents and spies only after a coming-of-age ceremony, with the approval of the leadership.

Those Ravens who were not successful or were unreliable were forced to assist within the organization. They could choose mentorship (which included parenting), surrogacy (they were impregnated using the same donor to better expand the system), or serving simply as instructors and administrative personnel maintaining the facility.

Hugo arrived at the base with the second Raven generation; back then, they entered the system in their teenage years. He was roughly the same age as the current members of the leadership and was among the most respected Ravens, with women and girls secretly demanding his attention from almost every generation.

He owed much of his reputation to having heroically and legendarily endured every stage during his coming-of-age ritual, even surviving the Filter Ceremony. No matter how hard the system strived to make everyone perfect, deep down, the mutants were still human beings with their own flaws and weaknesses.

Hugo's weakness remained unknown to everyone for a long time, right up until the end of the Filter Ceremony. The only unforgivable mistake he dared to commit was love. Specifically, it was the commander's younger sister who completely charmed him with her beauty.

Lea, the legendary hunter who had hidden herself for years in the arena of the filter tournament, was suspected by no one.

The barely eighteen-year-old youths usually suspected each other, while Lea manipulated the entire game from start to finish. More precisely, she was two years older than Hugo, but a single moment of eye contact during the countdown was enough for the boy to know that she was the hunter, and that he would marry her.

When the game time expired, Hugo was one of the survivors, and Lea still didn't seem suspicious. Since he was now among the adult Ravens, he was allowed to speak with his peers. In secret, he began courting Lea, who initially feigned indifference. Meanwhile, she continued to prove herself the best hunter in the ceremonies.

She was set to be the hunter for one more year. Except Hugo secretly seduced her, married her, and got her pregnant.

When this came to light, the commander presented Hugo with a cruel choice: he could raise his son if they executed Lea as punishment. Or they would keep Lea alive and banish her from the system as soon as their son was born, and the boy would grow up here under the care of another mentor.

Thus Hugo chose the second option, because he loved Lea too much to have her killed.

After Lea was banished, Hugo was useless to the system for months, suffering in silence and drinking his days away. For future coming-of-age ceremonies, it was ordered in advance that those who did not intend to become surrogate mothers be sterilized, to avoid similar situations.

The commander (since he still felt a faint trace of respect for him) then offered Hugo the opportunity to go to the newborn ward and choose a baby for himself to raise. Hugo initially refused this, avoiding the ward entirely.

However, a good friend of his from the rituals kept persuading him until Hugo finally brought himself to at least take a look around.

While Kate was looking at the babies, cooing over every single crib, Hugo just leaned uncomfortably against the wall, still not knowing what to make of his sudden, perhaps overly rushed agreement.

The atmosphere, sight, and noise in the room completely blurred together for the man. In his head, he could only hear his wife's sobbing after they took their son from her, not even allowing her to hold him in her arms. Then he started thinking that he should have another drink, when he finally caught the sound of a baby crying-one that hadn't stopped since they entered the room.

The nurses had been taking turns trying to calm the baby wrapped in a pink bundle for at least a quarter of an hour, but the little one threw an even wilder tantrum as soon as they tried to soothe her. The noise slowly began bothering the other babies too, as more and more of them started fussing.

Hugo watched for a while as the nurses rocked the swaddled little one with growing frustration, to no avail. The baby just kept squirming and screaming.

Suddenly, he found himself taking a few slow steps toward the nurses, without taking his eyes off the little one. Thanks to his abilities, he could see the baby's thoughts, so he already ruled out hunger and a diaper change at this point. The little girl was simply restless because she didn't feel safe.

"May I hold her?" he asked quietly, to which the nurse sighed in relief and carefully placed the baby into Hugo's arms.

Hugo adjusted the baby's head so that her little ear touched his chest, letting her hear his heartbeat. Following this, the little one instantly stopped crying and blinked up at the man exhaustedly.

"Hey... Shhh... Good girl... There now... Everything's going to be okay... No need to cry..."

Kate, along with the nurses, watched him open-mouthed as the little girl just looked at his face, no longer crying. Hugo didn't take his eyes off the little one either; in fact, a faint smile involuntarily formed on the edge of his lips. Then he slowly leaned closer to the baby's face and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"You should adopt her, Hugo," one of the younger nurses said softly.

At this, the man blinked up at her in surprise, completely snapped out of his admiration of the baby. His first thought would have been a refusal, but just then, the baby grabbed his index finger and held it in a surprisingly firm grip. Hugo looked down at her again, and seeing her innocent face, his heart suddenly began beating faster-this time not with grief or sorrow, but with a sudden surge of paternal love. He could no longer hold back his genuine smile, and kissed the little one on the forehead once more.

"What paperwork do I need to fill out?"

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