once upon a... nightmare? (sashnarcia princess au)
blame those finale red carpet outfits lmao the villains x princess vibes were too strong to resist
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Marcia sighed as she stared outside the window.
Another day had passed, another day closer to the one she was meant to marry a prince she didn't love, let alone know.
She had less than a few days away from the grand wedding, there was no escape in sight.
If there only was something she could do to get out of the situation her father had put her into, she'd give everything she'd got to get away.
Her thoughts were interrupted by red smoke filling the center of her room, followed by a muffled thud.
She got up and froze in place against the wall as two figures emerged from the fog.
Witches?
"Ah, shit, this doesn't look like the throne room".
The taller of the two broke the silence, a brunette with a scar on her eyebrow.
"How could you manage to get the wrong room, again, darling? Didn't you say you were sure of its location?"
The older one sported a fashionable hat that Marcia has seen worn by other women at court, but she had to admit it looked much better on the mysterious woman.
"You're not far off, it's one floor blow from here," Marcia let out before she could stop herself."
"See! I wasn't that off... wait! Who the hell are you?".
"You break into my father's castle and didn't bother to look up who I was?" Marcia tilted her head, "I'm the princess".
She wasn't offended, rather confused. She was sure everyone in the realm knew of her.
"My, my," the older woman walked up to her, for some reason, Marcia couldn't help but feel drawn to her, "We came in looking for treasure but dare I say we struck gold with this one".
She should be yelling for the guards to come save her.
And yet, the more she thought over the situation, the more she felt like this could be her chance to run away for good.
Away from a life she never wanted.
"Sash, is this really a good idea? One thing is stealing the king's treasure, another is to kidnap his daughter".
"If she comes with us voluntarily it's not kidnapping, now is it?" Sasha replied as she reached for Marcia's face.
With a softness she wouldn't expect from a dark witch, Sasha lifted her chin. There was no way she could escape those hypnotizing eyes.
"What's your name, princess?"
"M-Marcia, ma'am".
"Hm, so polite. I like that," Sasha smiled, "I'm Sasha and this is my... Anetra," she tilted her head over to the brunette, the latter sported a straight face void of emotions.
"Don't worry, she looks mean, but doesn't mean harm".
"How can you say you mean no harm if you came here with the intent to steal?"
"I'm sure your daddy wouldn't notice if a few cups of gold went missing, just saying," Anetra huffed with a pout, crossing her arms over her chest.
"If I were to come with you..." Marcia started, "Can you promise not to give me back under any condition? No matter the bounty".
Sasha seemed taken back by the request, "May I ask why such request?"
"I'm set to marry a prince from a far away land in a few days, I haven't even met him yet," she started to explain before she could feel her eyes swelling up with tears at the mere thought of it.
"Hush, dear," the witch said gently, "We can take you far away from here, and you won't have to worry about it anymore".
Marcia could only nod, her eyes meeting Anetra's briefly as she looked over Sasha's shoulder.
The brunette's face had changed to a more empathetic one.
"What day is the wedding set for?"
"Sunday".
Sasha looked back at Anetra, the latter nodded before the three of them were startled by a knock on the bedroom door.
"Your Highness, is everything alright?" Marcia's lady-in-waiting asked from the other side of the door, "The guards said they heard a thud?"
"Y-Yes! Nothing the matter, I just bumped into my bed, you know how clumsy I get," the princess was able to quickly recover, seemingly believable enough to be left alone soon after.
After a few moments of silence, Anetra spoke up.
"It's too risky to take you with us tonight, the guards are already alert," she reasoned before Marcia grabbed onto her sleeve.
"No, please, you can't leave me here," she begged, panic rising through her chest.
"Princess, look at me," Sasha said in a calm yet stern tone, "She's right, it's too dangerous tonight".
A lone tear escaped her eye and rolled down her cheek.
"However, we'll be back Saturday night to get you, it's a promise".
13. “ i won't let any danger even touch us. ” for sashnetrcia 😳😳 (sasha/anetra/marcia)
I won’t lie, it took me a minute to come up for an idea for this one so I hope you enjoy it!
I’ll be reblogging more dialogue prompts soon because these were so fun, so I hope to see y’all request some more!
“Netra, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. You guys go ahead and I’ll just wait in the car until you’re done.” She felt a little tug on her hand as Marcia squirmed uneasily beside her. The lobby was loud with the commotion of people spilling out of the escape room’s exits and the chatter of the people waiting to take their place.
“But you were so excited to come? Why would you wait in the car baby?” Anetra turned to fully face Marcia, letting the younger girl take both of her hands in her own. She could see panic beginning to creep into the corners of Marcia’s eyes, her expression pinching with fear with every muffled slam they heard.
“I thought we were going to one of the other escape rooms, I didn’t know it was going to be scary.” Her lips almost pushed out into a pout as she tugged at Anetra’s hands once more. “Maybe we can tell the others I’m not feeling well and decided to sleep it off in the car!”
“Marsh, angel, we’re not lying to our friends and our girlfriend about something like this. It’s okay to be afraid, you just have to remember that it’s all just pretend. Everyone in those rooms are just playing a part, yeah?” Anetra tried her hardest to connect to the performer in Marcia, knowing if she could make her think about the logistics of the storyline she wouldn’t be so afraid.
“I dunno,” Marcia whined softly, edging closer to Anetra’s warmth even as Sasha came bouncing back over, neon wristbands in hand.
“Wrists everyone c’mon we’re up soon!” She waved the bright straps of paper at them, reaching for Marcia’s wrist to help her with it. Sasha froze when Marcia flinched back a little with a frown. “Marcia? Are you okay?”
“She’s scared.” Anetra filled in, allowing Sasha to wrap her wrist in the offensively orange band and ignoring the little affronted huff Marcia let out.
“Scared? Oh honey c’mere.” Sasha pulled Marcia over to a secluded section of benches, sitting immediately and tugging until Marcia was practically in her lap. Anetra quickly claimed Marcia’s other side and they pressed in on the younger girl until they felt her relax a bit. “Do you really think Netra and I would take you somewhere where somebody could hurt you?”
“No.” Marcia answered with a quiet sniffle, leaning her weight back on Anetra more.
“Or that we would let something happen to you?”
“Nuh-uh.” She shook her head this time.
“You know we would protect you and get you out if it became too much right?” Anetra asked this, rubbing soothing circles on the strip of skin Marcia’s cropped top exposed.
“Of course!” Her nod is enthusiastic, she trusted the pair with her life.
“Good baby, I won’t let any danger even touch us.” Anetra promised, leaning forward to plant a sweet kiss on her cheek.
“Besides, no monster is going to even try to mess with Anetra and her RBF, we’ll be the safest in the room.” Anetra could see Sasha’s giant grin over Marcia’s shoulder and rolled her eyes fondly. “Now c’mon we’re up next and I want to see how long it takes for Sugar and Spice to get caught.”
Sasha’s up and bounding toward their friends, already fishing more wristbands out of her purse with an enthusiastic wave.
“Netra?” Marcia asked as Anetra helped her up and planted one last kiss to her lips.
“Yeah Marsh?”
“You’re going to feed Sasha to the zombie first aren’t you?”
just a little tease 🥰 set post the wolf incident, a bit more anarcia centric!
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Anetra woke up with an intense headache, slowly opening her eyes to assess the situation.
She was in the cottage, that much she could tell. The shelves filled with books and magical herbs laying on the desk told her another thing.
She was in Sasha's room, but the witch was nowhere in sight.
Anetra continued to look around, finding a chair next to the bed. On it, there were stored a pair of scissors and a few rolls of gauze.
How long had she been out cold?
The last thing she could recollect was hearing Sasha's soft voice lulling her to sleep as the pain in her side proved too much for her to bear.
The door opened to reveal Marcia holding a jar with some sort of paste inside, no doubt Sasha's doing.
"Oh! You're awake!" Marcia's face lit up with a smile only to then frown when Anetra straightened herself in fear.
The brunette came to regret it almost immediately as a painful fit hit her side.
"Please, be careful. The would is still healing. Sasha said you still need a few days of treatment to get rid of most of the pain," she scolded her gently, sitting down on the chair after she set everything down on the small side table besides the bed.
Anetra quietly observed Marcia at work, a thousand thoughts running through her mind while the blonde went through a seemingly rehearsed line of work.
"Aren't you scared of me?"
Marcia paused after she cut a piece of the gauze, "Why would I be scared of you?"
"I lost control. I... I... killed someone, right in front of you," Anetra let out, her eyes not meeting Marcia's comforting ones, "What if I hurt you or Sasha next?"
"You took a bullet for us," Marcia replied, "If anything, you saved my life... again. I could never be afraid of you".
Anetra opted to not reply as Marcia started to do the routine Sasha has instructed her to do.
She momentarily winced when the cold magical herb paste made contact with the still healing wound.
"Sorry, I'm trying to be as gentle as I can," Marcia apologized before quickly bandaging the area.
"If I can say something..." she started after she was done putting everything away for the next dressing change.
tw/ blood, slight gore (nothing too graphic but better safe than sorry)
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It happened in a flash.
All Anetra could remember was seeing the man point the gun towards Sasha and Marcia and then... the taste of iron in her mouth.
Blood.
She was tasting blood in her mouth, she could feel it on her fur.
She had turned into a wolf to attack him, kill him.
That's what had happened.
Anetra didn't stop until the man had stopped moving, a gaping hole where his throat had been.
Her ears were ringing too loudly to make out who was screaming. Was it Marcia?
She backed down, her eyes trailing down the drops of blood that were falling off the ground.
"...Netra, baby, focus on my voice, come back to me, my love".
Then she felt a soft hand pet her, rhythmic strokes to calm her down enough to shift back into a human.
Anetra was on her knees, a sharp pain in her side hit her when Sasha held her close to her chest, seemingly not caring of getting her blouse dirty.
"Let it all out, love, it's okay".
The shape-shifter hadn't noticed the tears rolling down her cheeks until she could feel Sasha wiping them away.
"I...I..."
Her voice sounded hoarse from having just shifted back, it was hard to just swallow the mix of blood and saliva in her mouth.
"Monster... they were right, I'm a... monster," she broke out in an ugly cry as her fingers dug into the witch's skin.
"You are not a monster," Sasha's voice was resolute but compassionate, "You did what you had to. He would have shot Marcia and me if it weren't for you jumping in and taking a bullet for us".
She had been shot?
A soft chuckle escaped Sasha's lips, "You didn't even notice you got hurt, my little wolf? You must be so tired, don't you want to take a nap against me?".
Anetra's vision was starting to blur the more Sasha kept talking, her voice working better than any lullaby from her childhood.
And before she knew it, she was knocked out cold.
"I'm sorry to use magic on you without telling you, love," Sasha kissed the top of Anetra's head before she reached to scoop the unconscious woman off the ground.
She quickly turned to Marcia to assess the situation.
The blonde's face was pale, her usual rosy cheeks and nose had lost their coloration. Her eyes were fixed onto Anetra, but her body was frozen in terror.
"You go back inside and rest. I'll take care of this mess once I've stabilized her. The bullet didn't seem to hit anything vital, but she still lost quite a bit of blood in the struggle," Sasha explained, sparing the dead body the slightest of looks before making her way up to her study room.
"Sasha, wait," Marcia finally spoke up, her voice trembling, "I... I will help you take care of Anetra".
"Are you sure?"
"I don't want her to wake up thinking I'm afraid of her or that I hate her," Marcia confessed as she walked up closer to the witch.
19 for sashnarcia princess au , I'm still so hooked on that au 😭😭😭
19. “Can I play with your hair?”
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"Uh?" Anetra looked up from the piece of wood she had just cut with her axe.
"Can I play with your hair when you're done with the wood cutting?" Marcia asked again, quieter this time, "It's a pretty slow afternoon and I'm getting a bit bored".
"Isn't it something you usually do with Sasha?"
"I can play with Sasha's hair one too many times before she gets tired of me," the blonde replied with a smile - she didn't hold anything against the witch, Marcia knew she could be a bit overbearing at times.
Anetra seemed to give it some thought, a quick glance to the massive pile of wood she'd already chopped. It should probably last for the next month.
"Alright, fine," she finally replied much to Marcia's enthusiasm.
Anetra didn't even have time to say anything more that she was dragged away by the blonde, a soft smile appeared on her face as they walked to the cottage.
"Feeling a little needy today?" With any ship you want?
went with sashnarcia since mar also asked for this prompt with them. this is just a short and sweet and soft little thing.
Anetra stretched her arms out over her head as she woke up, pleasantly sore from the night before. Sasha’s arm was thrown across Anetra’s stomach, still sleeping peacefully to her left. Marcia was pressed snug up against Anetra’s right side, their head resting on her chest.
Although Anetra would never admit it out loud, she loved the nights that she got to sleep in the middle best. Surrounded by the two people she loved and trusted the most in the world, Anetra was blanketed with a warm sense of security. Anetra always had to take care of herself growing up, keeping up a hard shell on the outside to stop herself from crumbling on the inside. But sometimes, more often than she’d like to admit, Anetra wanted someone to take care of her for a change.
After finishing her stretches, Anetra settled back in between the two of them. She was content to lie there, basking in the comfort of the bed and the other two women in it until they woke up.
“Good morning,” Anetra whispered to Marcia once they began to stir.
“Mmmph,” Marcia groaned, burying their face further into Anetra’s chest.
Anetra loved Marcia in the morning. She loved how adorably grumpy they were while they were still waking up. How instantly cheerful they became once they got their good morning kisses. Anetra didn’t keep Marcia waiting. She pulled them up, pressed a kiss to their forehead first, then to their lips.
“Good morning,” Marcia replied, that cheerful smile spreading across their face once they pulled away. Anetra admired Marcia’s smile for a moment before pulling them back in for a slower, deeper, longer kiss, eager to be connected to them.
Anetra shifted so she could reach the delicate skin of Marcia’s cheeks with both of her hands, cupping them gently as she explored Marcia’s mouth. Her movements must have jostled Sasha awake, because moments later her arm was moving across Anetra's body. Sasha's light touch left goosebumps in its wake, spreading out over Anetra’s skin.
Anetra pulled away from Marcia this time, and both of them turned toward Sasha.
“Good morning, my loves,” she said, voice raspy from sleep, making Anetra’s chest feel warm and fuzzy.
Anetra gave herself completely into the feeling, turning and nuzzling into Sasha’s neck, pressing soft kisses there. She kissed her way up to meet Sasha’s plush lips, moaning softly into her mouth. Anetra gripped the back of Sasha’s neck, trying to pull her in even closer. She couldn’t get enough.
“Feeling a little needy today?” Sasha asked with a breathy laugh once Anetra finally let her go.
“No,” Anetra pouted in protest, but she contradicted herself in the way she wrapped her arms around the back of Sasha’s neck and pulled her back in for another chaste kiss.
“Not needy at all,” Marcia said, sarcasm giving way to fondness as their eyes met Sasha’s and they shared a knowing grin. “Come here, baby. We’ll take care of you today.”
