#harry-the-lizard

[winterladymolly]

‘ zzzzz ‘ (Harry-the-lizard)

It wasn’t loud, and might have been missed if Molly hadn’t been on her way to the kitchen for a glass of water.

Her former mentor was flopped outvon the couch, having not made it to his room after whatever adventure he’d been out on. He was asleep, he had to be. No one in a waking state would be quite so... awkwardly positioned.

Still, she wondered. Moving quietly to the couch, she brushed a lock of shaggy hair from his forehead. It had definitely been her name, but he seemed out like a light.

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[thiscrimsonsoul]

The Trouble with Visitors

Harry smacked his forehead on his oak desk, feeling the pain shoot through his head and somehow not feeling any better. He was late on rent, again, and his landlord was threatening to kick him out. Just another week of trying to keep the doors of his office open and making sure he had something to eat. Opening his drawer, he pulled out his cigarettes and his lighter and clicked the fire on.

Taking a drag of it, he swiveled and looked out his window out it into the city. The whole city was a mess and the fact that the war was over hadn't changed a damned thing. But, it was home and he was doing his best to help things get back to a semblance of normal.

He turned as he heard a knock at the door, rolling his chair back to his table. He shifted things around his desk to make him look busier and a lot more successful. Straightening his clothing out, he said, "Come in!" before noticing that he still had his cigarette in his mouth and he quickly put it out.

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Wanda was getting desperate... and really pissed off. She actually pondered imploding the entire building out of sheer frustration, but then a detective by the name of Harry Dresden was recommended to her. He liked "weird cases," she was told, and although she felt her situation was less weird than it was urgent and serious, she had no choice. No one else would even let her get through her explanation of what she needed done before they laughed at her and showed her the door.

She had done her hair in an attractive yet sensible style and donned an equally sensible if not somewhat plain brown dress. It was a touch on the reddish side, which was what she liked about it. The point was to not appear broke or like she had been skipping from town to town, city to city the way she had. Knocking on his man's door, she sighed preparing for another rejection. If he didn't take her case, she didn't know what she would do. At his call to come in, she did just that.

Wanda didn't want to seem rude, but she was exasperated. Walking up to his desk, she laid both her hands down on it and stared him right in the eyes. "I mean no disrespect, sir, but I have been laughed at by every detective in this godforsaken city and I am nearing the end of my patience. Are you a serious detective who is willing to actually work real cases or not, because if you are just going to laugh in my face, make derogatory statements regarding my sex, or otherwise comment on my appearance, then I will say my goodbyes to Chicago and hope that the next city I land in has dicks with balls."

Well that oughta get him on my side... Good job, Wanda... she thought, instantly sorry for getting so heating. She straightened. "I apologize. I am under a lot of stress. But I meant every word."

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If We Had More Time || closed with harry-the-lizard

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She returned his kiss with equal emotion, pull him to her and not caring that all she had on was her underwear. It made no sense at all, but Harry was back, and until someone told Wanda she shouldn’t be ecstatic about that fact, she was going to be. For a moment, all she could do is cling to him and cry. His reassurances barely registered as her mind froze with confusion and the grief she still felt that was so hard to let go of.

“I don’t understand,” she cried, her arms around his neck - a feat for her, being so much shorter than him - as if trying to anchor him to the earth so he wouldn’t leave her again. “How are you here right now? There was a funeral for you... I went to your funeral!” she said, crying harder for a moment before pulling back and cradling his face in her hands. “Are you real, or have I finally lost my mind...?” It was an actual serious question.

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No Distance Too Great || closed with harry-the-lizard

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It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. They were supposed to do everything together, to always be together. Pietro had barely come to terms with everything that had happened since Clint had chosen to completely screw around with the natural laws of things and pull him out of a timeline in which... he had originally died? Beyond that, he was brought into a timeline several years in the future, into a world of sadness and decay, made that way by an alien named Thanos? Before he could wrap his head around all of that, he was being recruited by the Avengers to help stop Thanos and undo what had been done to the world. Pietro honestly had only one question he needed answered, only one thing he cared about. Where is my sister?

But Wanda was gone. Her last known location had been Chicago, where she was living with a man by the name of Harry Dresden. After Thanos’ snap, however, Wanda had been lost along with so many others. Pietro’s grief had known no bounds, and he lashed out at Clint, challenging him to tell him why he had bothered to save him but not his precious sister. She could be saved, along with everyone else, he was told... but only if they could reverse what Thanos had done.

Fine. Pietro would do anything if it meant his sister would be saved. In the war against Thanos, he had done what he could, lending his speed and resourcefulness to the Avengers’ cause. He remained focused, however, on not only bringing Wanda back, but finding her again. And so, once the war was won, the funerals were over with, and Pietro was free to do as he pleased, he was gone... off to find Wanda. Ignorant and impulsive enough to think that he could run to Chicago, he was stopped by the remaining Avengers and kindly flown there, saving him time and aggravation, certainly. Willingly left in the city alone and given an address to start with, Pietro made his way there, hoping that this wasn’t going to be a wild goose chase.

Arriving at the apartment that had been the last known location Wanda had lived at, Pietro banged on the door, not caring if he made a scene. When the door opened, his brow furrowed at the man before him.

“Are you Harry?” he asked assertively. “Where is my sister? Where’s Wanda?” If the man didn’t answer him quickly enough for his liking, he figured he would just go inside and look for himself...

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 😧 - Accidentally walk into a changing stall that my muse was in (Harry-the-lizard)

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It was so nice of Harry to take her to a lake and a cute little cabin for a bit of a vacation. Wanda had never been on a vacation in her entire life, nor did she even own a bathing suit. Harry had been kind enough to help her pick one out at a local shop, and then they were off, back to the lake to go swimming. Wanda didn't know how to swim, but she was unafraid to try. Worse comes to worst, she knew she could always use her powers to levitate out of the water if necessary. Her first task was to change into her bathing suit. Not having ever worn a bikini in her life, Wanda undressed and then stared quizzically at the stringy thing, wondering which end was up. The lake had a row of changing stalls conveniently positioned right by the water and right now Wanda was the only one in one. That is, until Harry burst in on her. Wanda yelped, trying as best she could to cover herself with the tiny bikini, an almost doofy, embarrassed grin on her face. She knew it was foolish of her to be so shy. After all, they had already slept together... but being the modest bean that she was, she still was super shy. "Hey... Um... Are you here to help me put this on?" she asked awkwardly, her whole face flushed.

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Leafy Trespasser || closed with harry-the-lizard

@harry-the-lizard, continued from here.

When the human appeared to enjoy the peach Jix smiled. “See? Is good. Is tasty. Getting juice everywhere, though. So much stickies. All over Jix. Oh well. Will have to smell like peachies for while. Could smell like worse things, though. Is okay,” he mused, licking his long, twig-like fingers. “Yes-yes! My name is Jix!” he cheerfully confirmed. “Your name... is what? Have to do the intro-ductions. Is how we make the friends. Is important. Jix wants to make aaaallll the friends,” he said with a big happy grin.