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Don't Belong pt 1

Masterlist Natasha Masterlist

Word Count: 8392

Relationship: Mother WandaNat x Daugher Reader

Summary: Y/n is the adopted daughter of Natasha Romanoff and Wanda Maximoff. However, when science enables her mother's to have twin boys who are biogloically both of their's, her relationship slowly changes. At 17 she's ready to move out and move on, is it too late for her moms to fix things?

Y/n's POV:

When I was 6, my life was saved by none other than the Black Widow. She came in like the hero she is and saved me from the hell that was Hydra. Whilst helping me to acclimatise to normal life, we grew close, and she was a mother figure I never had. I was so shocked when she told me that she wanted to adopt me.

It was everything that I could ever ask for. She was an amazing mom. Caring, loving and always there for me. She had this soft side that not many people got to see. To the world, and a lot of the team, she had this tough, steely exterior. But I never saw that. Not from the moment she found me. I always felt safe and loved around her.

A couple of years later, Wanda joined the team and soon enough, Mama fell in love. I never saw mama so happy. They had the perfect relationship and Wanda took me on without a second thought. When I was 9, she adopted me, and I had two loving parents.

We had quite a domestic life. Tony built us a separate suite at the compound so we could still be close by for when they were needed for missions. I loved having parents that were heroes. I was so proud of them. I ended up spending quite a bit of time with Pepper when they were on missions together, but when they came home, they always had a couple of days off to spend time with me to make up for being away. It was great.

Watching them make a difference in the world, was the reason I joined the SHIELD Young Initiative Programme. I wanted to be just like my moms. Steve became a huge support to me, and alongside him and mama, I was acing all my practicals and exams.

But before that, when I was 11, our family grew. With the help of Bruce and Tony, Mom got pregnant with twins, both biologically hers and mamas. Billy and Tommy made our family complete.

As soon as Mom got pregnant, Mama told Fury that she wouldn't be going on missions once mom got into her third trimester and that after the birth they both would be taking maternity leave. She also told him that they would only ever be sent on a mission together if it was to save the world. Otherwise, under no circumstances were they to go together. They wanted to be around for the twins as much as possible and didn't want them left on their own if they had to go on missions together.

For the first couple of years, everything was perfect. But when they became toddlers, they were a bit of a handful. It meant that mom's focus went to them and slowly I became less of a priority for them.

I found it hard as I was coming into my teenage years, and I felt like I needed my moms more than ever. But I understood at the start. I was old enough that I could look after myself and the twins needed more. But it got harder when every time I tried to talk to one of them, I was brushed off, or told to speak to them later. But later never came.

Once I hit 13, I was their personal babysitter whenever they needed it. Mama told me how they were trying to make sure that her and mom still had quality time together, so had a date night or day each week. Seems they forgot about quality time with their daughter. It got to the point I was expected to drop everything to be there for my brothers. Picking them up at school, taking them to soccer. It didn't matter what I had planned, I was expected to do my job for the family. I did it without complaining, because I thought if I could prove that I was a good sister, maybe they would start to acknowledge me more.

To try and prove myself worthy, I worked even harder for SHIELD. However, now I lost mama as my training partner. She was too busy with work or the twins to help me train. It hurt when she told me that but, thankfully, Steve stepped up more than he had. He became like a father to me. I could confide in him when my moms didn't have time. Though there were still things that I couldn't talk to him about.

Now I'm 17, working towards graduating the youth programme and into SHEILD as an official agent. We have our final exams coming up and I'm doing everything I can to be ready for them. The top two initiates will get fast tracked through the system and be able to go on missions sooner.

I want nothing more than getting that chance. I need to start making a name for myself and to stop being under my mothers' shadow. Once I wanted to be just like them, to make them proud. But now I know that's not possible. They have their perfect biological family. I was just the stray they took pity on.

"You know, you could take it easy today. You're more than capable of passing these exams even on a bad day. You'll be finishing top of the class and joining us for missions in no time." Steve tells me as he holds the punch bag for me. "I just want to be on top of my game." I tell him, hitting the bag as precisely as I could.

"Have you told your moms about the date for your final practical. I'm sure they'll want to be around when you get home." He asks, making me falter with my hits. "I did, but I don't think they were listening. Although they seemed to acknowledge it, Billy was showing them his Lego at the time." I share with him.

Steve knows what's been happening with my moms and the only reason he hasn't done anything is because I made him promise not to. All I need to do is graduate and then I can get moved into the SHIELD facility and start a new life without being a burden on my family.

"You know, you should talk to them. I know you've tried, but really sit them down and tell them how you're feeling." He tries once again. "It's been years now. If they really cared for me, they would notice that they barely see me anymore. I don't even remember the last time they said I love you." I respond, my hits getting harder.

"Ok, I'm calling this. You'll hurt yourself and then you won't even be able to complete your exams." Steve tells me, stepping between me and the bag. I sigh but know he's right. "Just try for me ok. Maybe after your exams. They'll be so proud of you." He pleads. "Ok, fine." I agree. "Now go shower kiddo. You stink!" He teases me before dodging a punch I try to land on his arm.

I smile as I head up to my room. As I walk into our apartment, I see the happy family sat together watching TV. "Hi moms." I call out when I enter. They don't even turn around, so I call out again, only to get the same response. I decide to go and join them but as soon as I sit down, I'm scolded by mom. "Y/n do you have to come in here like that. Go and shower will you." She tells me off. I look to mama who doesn't even glance in my direction. "Sorry, I was training for my final exam." I explain but once again, nothing. I let out a small humourless chuckle to myself as I leave the living room. Every day, I feel more and more like I don't belong here anymore.

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I did it! I actually passed! Not only did I pass, I topped the class. I think I even saw Fury smile. I'm so happy, nothing can burst my bubble right now. As a class, we all decide that we're going to celebrate tonight. We've been a tight group and it'll be nice to actually spend time together without having to study or practice.

I practically run back to the compound, smiling ear to ear. "Someone's happy." Steve calls out to me as I rush through the kitchen. "Someone might be your partner one day!" I call out as I keep on towards my destination of finding my parents. "Can't wait kiddo. Well done! Knew you could do it!" Steve shouts after me.

"Y/n, don't run!" Mama scolds me as I find them in the living room. "Sorry, but I have to tell you something that I know you'll want to hear." I apologise with a smile on my face. "Not now Y/n. We're about to head out. The boys just need dinner and don't let them stay up late." She tells me. That's when I notice that she's dressed up in her best jacket.

"I can't look after the twins tonight. Our class are going to celebrate." I explain, hoping she might ask why we're celebrating. But that would be wishful thinking. "Time with your friends can wait Y/n." She tells me without even looking up at me, too focused on her phone. "Can't one of the others watch them. Just for tonight. I've never asked before. But just this once. Please." I practically beg, but to no use. "Stop being selfish and just watch the boys." She snaps, making a lump form in my throat.

"Fine." I mumble, leaving the room and head out of our apartment. "Where are you going?" She calls after me. "To see Steve. Don't worry, I'll be back to watch your precious boys." I talk back whilst leaving, hearing her call after me.

I make my way to find Steve. I know he'll be excited with my results. I wipe at my eyes for the few traitorous tears that fell. "So, I hear someone will be an Avenger in no time." Tony says as I walk into the kitchen. "I think I'll stick with SHIELD." I respond. I have no desire to be a full time Avenger. I'll be around to see my moms live their perfect life without me.

"I'm proud of you kiddo." Steve smiles at me, pulling me into a hug. "Thanks, old man. I couldn't have done it without you." I tell him truthfully, squeezing him tighter. "Your mom's must be proud. Especially Nat. Now's the time for celebrating." Pepper says. "Oh, I'm babysitting the boys tonight." I respond, trying to hide my disappointment. I notice that all others share a look.

They have all noticed how my relationship has changed with my moms, but thankfully, never brought it up. "We could watch them. Let you go out with your class. I know how much you've been looking forward to it." Pepper offers kindly. "Thanks, but mama said it had to be me." I reply. "Sorry kiddo." Steve says, wrapping his arms around me. "It's ok. I better go back before I get into trouble. I just wanted to tell you all about the results." I tell them.

"Of course Y/n. We're so proud of you. I can't wait to work with you." Tony pats me on the shoulder, whilst the others all give me a hug. "We'll do something together tomorrow." Steve promises and I nod. "I'd like that." I reply, taking a deep breath before heading back home.

When I get back to the apartment, both mom and mama are waiting to go. "Good, you're back. We'll be home late." Mom tells me, turning to leave. "And we'll talk about your attitude in the morning." Mama adds on with a stern look before turning to leave. "I love you." I call out after them. No response. My head drops. I really have just become the live in nanny.

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The next day, I didn't have to face my moms in the morning. They had taken the boys to the park and out for breakfast. I didn't even get an invite. But thankfully, Steve is taking me for dinner tonight to celebrate the passing of my exams and my imminent graduation.

He's taken me to my favourite Italian restaurant. It's nice to have this time. Steve really has been the only parent I've had recently. I'm so grateful for him. "So your moms don't know?" Steve asks as I tell him that I've been told I can move into SHIELD accommodation in a few days. "I've tried, but as usual, I barely have a conversation with them anymore. They probably wouldn't even notice that I've gone." I admit the painful truth. "Do you think they even still love me?" I ask the question that has been haunting me for a long time now.

Steve looks at me with a sympathetic look. He reaches out and takes my hand. "Oh Y/n. I'm sure they do. They just got lost in the boys and have forgot, that even though you're a teenager, you still need them." He tries to defend them. "If you say so." I mumble, not believing him.

"Well, I have something that might cheer you up." Steve says, changing the subject. "Oh yeah, and what might that be Captain?" I ask with a smirk, making him roll his eyes. "I spoke with Fury, and he already has a mission for you. It's nothing too big, a simple in and out to get some data." Steve explains, making a smile grow on my face. "Really? Me on a mission already?" I question and he nods. "Fury would have had you on them earlier. You've been the best recruit the programme has seen. But he had to follow protocol. There is one downside though." He shares. "Oh God, don't tell me it's with my mother?" I ask making him laugh. "No, just this old man." He responds. "Really? I'm going with you?" I ask excitedly. "Yeah, you don't need me. But I wanted to see you in action on your first mission. I really am proud of you kiddo. I'm glad that I've had a front row seat to seeing you become the woman you have." He expresses honestly, taking me off guard.

The rest of dinner is lovely, and I have a really nice time. It's nice to actually have someone care about your achievements. However, that happiness soon disappears when I enter the apartment to two angry moms. "Where do you think you've been? You've not been answering your phone." Mama yells at me. I reach into my pocket and see that my phone is dead.

"Sorry, my cell died." I tell her, but that doesn't help. "So, are you going to share where you were without telling us? It's 10pm Y/n!" Mom now joins in. "I was having dinner with Steve." I share. "Until this late. Why would you be going out for dinner on a school night? Why didn't he ask us first?" Mama questions me.

"We went out to celebrate when I missed going with my class. And it's not a school night. The programme has finished now." I tell them, trying to keep my cool. "Is this about that party you couldn't go to last night?" Mom asks. "No, actually, it was having someone to celebrate with that I finished top of my class and am now officially a SHIELD agent!" I snap back, taking them both by surprise.

"You've had your final exams already?" Mom asks, stepping closer but I pull away. "Yeah, I have told you on a number of occasions. But apparently you don't listen to me anymore." I admit, feeling tears building. "You finished top?" Mama says proudly, but I just scoff. Her pride is too late. "Like you even care." I growl. "Don't talk to your mother like that." Mom tells me off.

"Like what? You haven't given me the time of day in years. Why do you suddenly care that I was out late. Was I not around to be your personal babysitter? Or were you just annoyed I wasn't there for the one time you noticed I wasn't around." I call them both out taking them by surprise.

"Y/n it was one night." Mom tries to deny more calmly. "No, it wasn't. It's always the twins this, the twins that. I have to make allowances for them in my life and stop what I'm doing to be there to babysit them. When was the last time that you spent any time with me? When did you last tell me you love me or even acknowledge me?" I shout, tears falling down my cheeks, as my parents stand staring at me in shock.

"I have worked my ass off with SHIELD so I can get in and earn my spot with them. Where I can have my own place and start a life for myself. Because I clearly haven't been a part of this family for a long time." I share how I've been feeling. I notice that both their eyes tear up. "Oh Y/n, sweetheart, that's not the case. Of course you belong." Mama tries to argue, moving closer with a shaky hand out in front of her. I don't reach out. In fact, I move away. "Well neither of your actions have shown it in the last few years." I point out, making mom cry harder. "Look it's fine. I get it. I'm not your biological child. Billy and Tommy are. I'll always be grateful for you saving me from Hydra, but you've got your family now. Don't worry, I'll be gone in a couple of days." I say sadly before heading to my room, my moms frozen in shock in their spot.

I slam the door shut behind me, locking it and falling onto my bed. I bury my head into the pillow and sob. All the emotions I've been bottling up come out. My whole body wracks with each sob as I realise, it's official. I really have lost my family now.

Nat's POV:

I feel the tears slowly falling down my cheeks as I realise that my daughter stood before me as a broken girl who thinks her moms don't love her anymore. By the time I come to my senses, Y/n is already gone, and I'm left facing my wife who is sobbing. "Have we really been putting the boys first so much she thinks that we don't want her anymore?" I say at a whisper, my voice getting caught in my throat.

"It's my fault. Things changed when I came into the picture, and we started trying for our own babies. We didn't even consider how that must have made her feel. We didn't even reassure her that we would still love her just as much, regardless of if the boys were ours biologically or not." Wanda responds.

I quickly move forward and wrap my arms around her. "It's not your fault my love. We both wanted that. Our lives are significantly better with you in them Wanda. But you're right. We should have tried harder to make sure we involved Y/n and showed her will still love her." I comfort her.

I can't believe that I've let Y/n get to this point. The day I found her in that cell, she changed my life for the better. She not only made me a mother, but she made me more human. She made me see there was more than being an Avenger. She is the reason that I who I am today. Yet I've neglected her. I got so focused on the twins that I didn't even notice how little I have seen Y/n.

"We should go and talk to her." I suggest whilst Wanda still clings to me. "She was angry. We should give her some space. Let's take her for breakfast in the morning. I'll ask Pepper to watch the boys and we can start to make this right." She counters. "But..." I start, not wanting to leave this longer than we have to. "This is our daughter we're talking about. She has your temper." Wanda tearily chuckles. "Hey!" I poorly defend. She's right though. She might not be biologically mine, but she is my mini me.

That night I don't sleep. All I can think of is every time that I blew Y/n off and decided to spend time with the twins instead. When did we stop doing things as a family? I try and think of the last time I trained with her or helped her prepare for her exams. God, how did I not even know she was taking them this week?! "Your thoughts are loud Detka." Wanda mumbles sleepily as she turns over to look at me. When she sees the distress on my face, she gives me a sympathetic smile. "She has worked so hard, and we didn't even know she was completing her final exams. She told us yet neither of us remembered or even heard her apparently. We are awful moms!" I sigh.

Wanda moves and pulls me into her embrace. "I know. I feel awful too. I'm so proud of her though. She finished top. She's just like you." She shares. "She's moving out." I realise whilst Wanda just looks at me confused. "What do you mean?" She questions. "She said she would be gone in a few days. She must have been assigned a room at SHIELD. Our little girl was ready to leave the nest and we didn't even know." I respond, another wave of sadness washing over me.

"We'll talk to her and make her see that she is still very much wanted here. If she still wants to move out that's fine, but she has to know that we love her and always have. We can't change the past but we sure as hell can make sure we change the future and how see feels." She says determined.

Neither of us really sleep. I think we regret not talking to her last night. But our tiredness soon takes over and we get some much need kip. It definitely won't do any of us favours when we talk to Y/n in the morning. She won't make it easy on us and I don't want to snap because I'm too tired.

When we eventually get up, we check on the boys and I go to ask Pepper if she would mind watching the boys. "Is Y/n not available?" Pepper asks with a humourless chuckle. "What? No, we're going to take her to breakfast." I respond, surprised at the bite to her tone. She hums in surprise. "I'll take the boys. Make sure you treat that girl. She definitely deserves it." She tells me firmly. I nod and thank her before going to get the boys.

"Everything ok?" Wanda asks me when I take Billy from her. "Whilst we've been failing to notice Y/n, I think everyone else has noticed our behaviour. It's very frosty down there." I tell her and she nods sadly. I guess we can't expect anything less.

It makes me wonder what could have happened if we didn't have everyone else around. They have clearly been supportive to her and been there when Wanda and I should have. What if she didn't have that support, would she have even still been with us?

Shaking off the thought, Wanda and I take the boys to the compound living room, where we receive a number of glares from the team that were there. Thankfully, nothing is said, but my guilt keeps on growing.

With the boys sorted, I take Wanda's hand and we head to Y/n's room. I take a deep breath and knock on the door. We wait anxiously but get no response. I try again, calling out to her this time. "Y/n, honey. Can we come in?" I ask, but once again, we're met by silence.

I look to Wanda who's got a concerned look on her face. "Sweetheart, we're going to come in now." Wanda speaks up and pushes down on the door handle. I'm surprised when it opens but that is soon replaced by shock when I see her room practically empty. There are a couple of boxes with her stuff in, but most of her clothes have gone.

I let go of Wanda's hand and quickly move into the ensuite to see if she's in there, but I'm met by more empty cabinets. Panic builds within me to know that she's gone. "Where is she?" Wanda asks as stands by the chest of draws, picking up photos that had been turned upside. She lets out a muffled sob when she sees they're our family photos. What have we done to our daughter.

"She's probably asked Fury if she could move sooner. Considering how much he loves her, I'm sure he would have done anything to get her in as soon as possible." I respond, letting out a sigh. "But she's only 17. She's still a kid." Wanda argues. "I know babe. But when she signed up, it was part of the contract that I signed as her parent. Besides, she turns 18 next week and we'd have no say anyway." I admit.

"Shit, is it already her birthday? We've done nothing to prepare for that. In fact, I'm sure we both forgot." Wanda exhales, running her hands through her hair, whilst I made sure all the photos were back upright. Though, I notice our last family photo was back when Y/n was just 15. We've got hundreds of photos with the twins, but it's been over two years since we've had a complete family photo.

Wanting to know that Y/n is ok, I grab my phone out and hit Fury's number. It rings out and I let out a sigh before trying Maria. "Romanoff." She greets me. "Hill, I was wondering if you could tell me if Y/n has moved into her room yet and if so where she's been placed. Wanda and I want to surprise her." I try my luck.

"I'm sorry, Y/n has asked that we don't disclose her room location at the moment. She has been allowed early move in, so will be in a position to share once the other agents are moving." Hill responds. "Please, Maria, I'm asking you as a friend. We really need to see Y/n." I plead, hoping she'll have sympathy on me. "And I'm telling you as a friend that how you treated your own daughter is unacceptable. Do you know why she was the best cadet to come through?" She calls me out. "No." I respond in a whisper. "Initially it was because she was trying to be just like her hero mothers. But she got even better when she was fighting to make her own name for herself to start her life over. I watched her personality change to become guarded and her walls built high. That's what you did to her Nat." She scolds me through the phone.

"I know Maria. We have fucked up more than we thought possible and we're trying to make this right. We can't do that if we can't even speak with her." I counter. "This isn't something you can just fix with a talk and a hug. This is years of you slowly neglecting her. Pushing yourself onto her is not going to help with that." Maria warns me. I know she's right. We'll end up pushing Y/n away if we're not careful. But I also know that I can't wait to fix this. I want my baby girl to know how much I love her. Despite my inability to show her these last few years.

Wanda and I spend the day trying to get any information on where Y/n might be. We get a lot of cold shoulders, and our questions often go answered. I even spend time hanging around the Shield accommodation to see if I can catch a glimpse of her. My lucks not in and I return home deflated.

When I walk through the door, a smile forms on my face as I see Wanda giving the boys dinner. "Any luck?" She asks. I just shake my head. "We'll find her." She says confidently. "When was the last time we had dinner with Y/n?" I ask, looking to Wanda who's looking at me sympathetically. "Detka, you are punishing yourself by think that." She scolds me lightly. "It's true though. She asked when we last said I love you to her. I've been trying to think, and I don't remember. How can a mother not remember when they last said I love you to their child. Have we really subconsciously disregarded her because she isn't biologically ours?" I share my thoughts, tears falling freely down my face.

Wanda quickly moves from the table, leaving the boys to carry on talking about the latest Nintendo game they're playing. She wraps her arms around me and pulls me in close. "We let ourselves get lost in the boys. They were a handful and we were blessed with a daughter who was selfless and caring. Subconsciously, we took advantage of that. But that changes now ok." She responds as I nod in the crock of her neck. We really need to fix this.

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It's been a few days and we've still had no luck in seeing Y/n. Wanda and I decided to go to Shield to talk to Fury today, whilst the boys were in school. I head straight to his office, knocking twice before heading in, not caring if he's busy. "Romanoff, Maximoff. What can I do for you?" He asks, moving his gaze from the laptop in front of him.

"It's been long enough now Fury. The other agents have started moving in and Y/n is still only 17, so tell us where she is staying." I demand, my tone harsh. "I can give you her room allocation, but she's not there." Fury responds, just angering me more. "Then where the hell is she?!" I shout, only calming down when I feel Wanda squeeze my hand. "She's on a mission. She'll back tomorrow." He responds nonchalantly.

"A mission? She's 17 Fury! How is she already going on a mission?!" Wanda responds before I even manage to direct my own anger into words. "She is almost 18 and finished top of her class. You knew that was a possibility when you signed her up Romanoff. She has the potential to be the best agent we've seen. She is ready." Fury retorts, but I'm still not happy. "She's just a kid, she could get hurt." I growl, worry taking over me.

"Natasha, she is far from the kid you think she is. If you still trained with her, you'd see that she can almost beat Steve in hand to hand combat and her weapons skill matches your own, if not better in some instances." He points out and I realise how little I actually know my daughter right now. "Look, I'll keep you posted when she's back." Fury concedes after a moment silence.

"Thank you. Is she on her own?" I ask but he shakes his head. "Steve went to be on comms." He replies and that puts my mind at ease a little. He loves her like his own, he'll do everything that he can to protect her. "Ok. Thank you." I say, taking Wanda's hand a heading home.

"We've missed so much Nat. Y/n used to tell us everything about her training and classes. We've created an environment where she doesn't feel like she can share with us anymore. She was probably so excited to get a chance on her first mission. But instead of us being with her and making sure she's prepared, we didn't even know she had gone." Wanda agonises.

"I'm worried that we may not be able to fix this. If her walls have gone up, they'll be near impossible to knock them down." I sigh. "You had walls once. What helped you to let them down?" Wanda asks. "Y/n." I respond, my gaze dropping to my hands. "Then we find away to be the same for her." Wanda tries to comfort me. But how can the people that caused her this pain, be the ones to pull her through.

The next morning is quiet whilst we get the boys ready for school. They asked this morning where Y/n was and that they missed her. It broke my heart. Because of our actions, not only is Y/n feeling alone, isolated, and not part of this family, but her brother might lose the chance of having their sister in their lives.

When we get home, we end up just sat waiting for any news that Y/n is on her way home so we can greet her. I want to be able to hear all about how her first mission went and actually be apart of something so special to her. I may not have shown it, but I've always been proud of her. She is talented and I loved training with her. I had always planned to join her again once the twins were old enough. But I didn't and it seems that I have missed out on so much.

Whilst I'm preparing lunch, I hear Friday's alarm go off and my ears tune in. "Emergency medical team to the landing bay. Emergency medical team to the landing bay." I don't even think before I'm dropping the knife onto the countertop. I go to call for Wanda, but she rushes in from the bedroom. "Something's wrong with Jess. I can feel it." She says worriedly. "Let's go." I say, taking her hand and rushing through the compound to get to the landing bay.

Cho is waiting, along with a nursing staff. "Is it Y/n?" I ask as we come to a halt next to her. It feels like an age before she responds. A small nod of the head breaks my heart. "H-how bad?" Wanda asks, a tremble to her voice. "Steve confirmed a gunshot wound. She's lost a lot of blood." She responds. I run my hand through my hair, my stomach in knots.

It feels like the world around me has become muffled. I don't hear the orders that Cho is giving her team. Had I been able to, maybe I would have known more about her condition. My chest feels tight at the thought of her being hurt and the chance that she might not make it.

It's not until a pair of hands cup my face, that I zone back into the environment around me. "Breathe for me baby." Wanda's shaking voice tries to calm me. But the complete fear in her own eyes doesn't do much to help. We're facing losing our daughter and she doubts the depths of our love for her.

I do my best to bring myself out of this panic attack. I can't be a broken version of myself. My wife and family need me more than ever. If I can't pull through now, I'm not worthy to be a mother. "That's it detka. Deep breathes." Wanda guides me. I take one more deep breath and stand straighter. This isn't about me.

I can see a frown on Wanda's face form as she sees me put up my own walls. I know that she hates when I do this, but it's the only way I know how to get through what's about to happen without completely breaking down.

It's not long until the QuinJet comes into sight and slowly starts to descend on to the landing pad. I feel like I'm holding my breath as we wait for the ramp to lower, and we can see how bad this is. My heart is thumping against my chest as it begins to lower, and I see Steve's face first.

Cho and her team move forward, a bed waiting, whilst Wanda and I hold back. I want to be by her side straight away, but I also know that we'll just be a hinderance to her care if we insist on being with her.

When we get a full view of Steve, I hear Wanda let out a sob beside me. He's holding our unconscious daughter in his arms. His own suit is covered in blood and my eyes instantly land on the blooded dressing on her stomach. "I tried to staunch the bleeding as best I could. But it just kept coming." Steve explains. I've never seen him so shaken up before.

He places Y/n on the hospital bed and moves out the way, before staring at his bloodied hands. Cho doesn't wait before rushing Y/n off to the medical bay, the three of us closely following behind.

"Is she going to be ok?" I ask as they start to get to work. But before she has a chance to respond, the machines start to go crazy and they move even faster to help my daughter. "I can't answer that right now Agent Romanoff. I need to focus on Y/n, but I promise I'll keep you updated." Cho says, her polite way of telling us to leave. I'm reluctant, knowing that in this moment, Y/n is on the verge of life or death. But with a subtle tug of my hand from Wanda, I follow to watch through the window outside.

My gaze doesn't leave my daughter as I watch over as the team work to save her life. I don't notice that another person has joined us until I hear a bang from behind me. My head shoots around where I see Steve pinning Fury to the wall. "You told us it was empty! That all she needed was to get to the drive and out again." Steve growls at Fury who's holding his hand up in surrender. "I know." He responds, but Steve isn't happy when he slams him against the wall again.

"Then why the hell is she led in that hospital fighting for her life. There was a whole guard waiting for her!" Steve yells. This information makes the anger inside me grow. "You sent her into an ambush?!" I join in now, furious that he has put my daughter in danger.

"I didn't know! I'm as surprised as you are." Fury tries to explain, but Steve isn't letting up. "Talk!" Steve spits. "I had an agent scout the base for two weeks! Every report was how there was no activity. I would never have sent her had I know there was any more risk. It was supposed to be an easy mission for her first." Fury explains.

I can see the honesty in his eyes, and I know Steve does too. Fury has been like family to Y/n and I do trust he would never willingly put her in unnecessary danger. "So, either Hydra suddenly decided to man the base or..." Steve starts. "The agent tipped them off." I finish off as Fury nods. "I've detained the agent, and he broke within minutes. It was a perfect opportunity for them to fight you without back up." Fury shares as Steve lets him go. "Except I wasn't meant to go in. So, they were faced with Y/n." Steve concludes.

"I'm sorry Nat. I really am. I never would put Y/n in danger like that. I wanted her to have a successful first mission. One that would build her confidence." Fury apologises with a sincerity that he rarely shows. "I want to see him." I state firmly, to which Fury sighs. "Me too. It's because of him that our daughter is fighting for her life." Wanda steps beside me, her eyes glowing red. "Not now, not while you're both angry and worried." Fury refuses. "He could be the reason my daughter dies!" I shout at him, but he doesn't budge. "And he'll also be the reason I have to arrest you for killing him. If it's not you it'll be Wanda. I'm not letting either of you do that." Fury once again declines.

In a huff, I drop to the seat in the waiting room, my head falling into my hands. He's right. I will kill him if I get my hands on him. "Be here for Y/n. She needs you now more than ever. Leave the rest to me. I can promise that he will not get away with it." Fury orders, the formality coming back into his tone. We all reluctantly agree, and he leaves content that, for now, a homicide will not be occurring.

"What happened?" I ask Steve when the silence becomes almost unbearable. He takes the seat next to me and his gaze falls to his blooded hands. "It was meant to be a simple mission to test her hacking. I was in the QuinJet for support, and she was to go in, get to the mainframe computer and download as much data as possible." He starts and I nod along. "It was going fine, and she was doing everything by the book, clearing each room one by one. Part of me was sure she would be just like you and be impatient to get what she needed." He shares, with a small smile, making me chuckle. "Thankfully, she's a far better agent than I am." I respond, feeling Wanda's hand interlink with mine.

"It was as she got to the second floor, she said something felt off. It was warmer and it didn't smell as damp and musty. She said there were signs that this floor had been used recently. Knowing the risk that could entail, I told her to pull back and we'd get a team to help us clear the base. It wasn't something we should be doing on our own." He continues to explain, my anger towards the double agent increasing by the minute. But I also feel pride at how she was able to establish that something was wrong.

"She did as I ordered, but she was ambushed on her way out. I was already on my way in to meet her when I heard gunshots start. By the time I reached her, all the agents were down around her, but an alarm was blaring, and I knew others would be on their way. I grabbed at Y/n's arm, but she didn't move. As I moved in front of her, it was then I saw where her gaze was fixed. She's been hit. I got her out of there as quickly as I could and set the QuinJet to fly on autopilot. I tried everything that I could to stop the bleeding, but there was just so much. I-I...." Steve starts to crumble as he aggressively rubs at the blood on his hands.

I reach out and place my hands over his, stopping his actions. "I know you would have done everything you could Steve. We don't blame you. I'm so grateful that you were there to help our daughter." I try to reassure him. "I'm going to clean up. I can't sit here with...this on my hands any longer." Steve says, standing up holding his hands out in front of him.

Silence falls again when it's just Wanda and me. I want to look through the window again, but I don't think I can see them working on her. If she dies, I can't watch that. She looked so small as Steve laid her on the bed. "I had always hoped I'd be with her on her first mission." I speak up, guilt building once again. "Hmm" Wanda responds, turning to look at me. "When we used to train together, I always knew she would be one of the best the agency we would see. I couldn't wait to work along side her. My pride was overwhelming." I share as Wanda smiles softly at me.

"What happened? Why did I let myself lose sight of her. I have no excuse for treating her how I did. When I adopted her, I promised that she would always be loved and safe. Look at her now. I wouldn't blame her if she never forgives me." I lament, tears stinging my eyes. "It wasn't just you babe. We both have done wrong by Y/n and it's not forgivable. But we can work to earn her trust back and be the mothers that she deserves." She tries to comfort me.

"What if she doesn't make it and we don't have a chance to make things right? Or she does make it through, but she wants nothing to do with us?" I question in a panic. "I think she always hoped you'd eventually pull your heads out your asses." Steves voice takes us both by surprise as he rejoins us in a pair of sweats and a hoody. "What do you mean?" I ask, confused.

"Fury loves that kid. If she had asked to move out sooner, he would have allowed her too. I think part of her didn't want to go just in case you started being the loving and caring mothers you once were. Ultimately, she was still a kid and desperate to still have you in her life." He clarifies. "But she had already gone. We blew our last shot." Wanda speaks up. "Maybe you're right. But if anyone is worth fighting for. It's her." Steve points out and I couldn't agree more. I know that I'll do anything in my power to make things right and hopefully prove to my daughter that I love her more than I can express.

After hours of waiting, too scared to even glance through the window, Cho comes out of the medical room with a solemn look, and it feels like all the air has been sucked out of the room. I feel my breathing pick up once again, the thought of not being able to fix everything with Y/n becomes suffocating. It's not until Wanda grasps my hand that I find myself zoning back in.

"H-how is s-she?" I find myself asking in a quiet, unsure voice. Cho sighs and takes the seat opposite us, her hands interlocked. "Y/n suffered a gunshot wound to her abdomen. The bullet went straight through her liver. We were required to remove part of her liver, to ensure we saved her life. This was harder with the amount of blood that she lost. However, we were able to stabilise her before repairing the damage done to her liver." She explains.

"So, she's going to be, ok?" Wanda asks to clarify. "It's going to be touch and go. She's extremely weak right now and the next couple of days are going to be critical to her recovery. If she can pull through these next few days, I believe she'll make a full recovery. Though it'll take a lot of rehab to adjust to the changes to her body." Cho confirms.

I let out a small sob, knowing that she can pull through this. I have to believe that she will make it through these next few days, and we can be there to support her through her recovery. "Will she be able to return to full field duties?" Steve asks, clearly agitating Wanda. "Really Steve. That's what you're concerned about right now?" She snaps.

He turns to look at us and I know exactly why he's asking. "The SHIELD programme is everything to Y/n. To lose it after only just achieving it, that will crush her." Steve defends. "I think she would rather be alive right now." Wanda snaps back. "You just don't want to face that the honest truth is that without this programme, Y/n will feel like she has nothing, and I hate to say it, but she won't be too happy about being alive." Steve shares, an angry, yet sad look on his face.

Wanda goes to argue back, a look of hurt washing over her face. But I hold my hand up to stop her. "He's right my love." I interrupt her, making her snap her head to me. "SHIELD was the only family she thought that she had after she believed that she didn't belong in this family anymore. It will break her if she can't carry on what she worked so hard to achieve." I admit sadly.

I lock eyes with Wanda, and I see her heartbreak even further, if that's possible. "It'll take time and a lot of hard work, but I believe that Y/n would be able to return to full duties within SHIELD." Cho chips in, reminding us all that she was still in the room. "But first, she needs to get through the next few days." She reiterates, making all of us nod.

"Can we see her?" I ask, desperate to be with her and to hold her hand. "Of course. I'll be in my office, but the nursing staff will monitor her hourly." She smiles at us and leaves us to it. I take Wanda's hand and lead her towards the door and slowly push the door open. I let out a gasp when I see my little girl led in bed. She has a tube down her throat and wires attached to so many machines.

I've seen many people in this situation. But when it's your own daughter, there aren't words to describe the pain you feel. How helpless you are to make them better. All you can do is sit and watch as you wait for fate to take its course. Praying that you get your daughter back.

I instantly move to take a seat next to her bed, taking her hand in mine and holding it tightly. I notice the bruising to her knuckles, showing she fought. It brings a small smile of pride to my face.

Wanda goes to the opposite side of the bed and gently places her hand on Y/n's head. "I'm so sorry moya Lyubov." She whispers, leaning in to press a kiss to her forehead. "We promise we're going to make things right. We are so sorry that you ever felt like you didn't belong in this family. You'll never doubt this again!" I make promise to her now, one that I will repeat when she wakes up. Because she will wake up.

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WandaNat yelling at each other over their last mission and reader having a ptsd episode (sudden loud noises, combat or abusive ex?)? Maybe reader goes black out for a few hours and wakes up in the forest outside the compound and WandaNat are trying to find her? Super angst to fluff? If thats okay 🤧

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Pairing: WandaNat x Fem! Reader

Summary: When your girlfriends get into a heated argument, it triggers an episode for you, leaving the women to find you alone in the woods by the compound.

Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of PTSD, Mentions of an Abusive Ex, Hints of Domestic Violence, | 1.3K

Translations: Detka (baby),

AC: Thank you for sending this, I hope I did okay! Please don’t read this if you’re uncomfortable with the mentioned topics. Enjoy! x

The back-and-forth yelling coming from the hall only seemed to get louder as your girlfriends, Wanda, and Natasha, had just returned from a mission. You were reading a book, completely relaxed, and enjoying the quietness to read when you heard the familiar voices. Wanda opened the door to the shared bedroom, Natasha following close behind her. You looked up from your book and smiled softly at the women, but they didn't seem to have even noticed you laying on the bed in one of Nat's sweaters.

"What should I have done huh?" Wanda snapped, throwing her coat over the office chair by the desk.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe wait for your team?!" Natasha argued, "Wands, you have powers that others don't have but that doesn't mean you get to put yourself in a life-or-death situation!" The red head added. Wanda rolled her eyes, "do you really want to talk about life-or-death situations? Because you seem to throw yourself into the line of fire at the first chance you get!" Wanda rose her voice.

"I'm trained to do so!" Natasha argued back, tossing her bag to the floor. The loud thud of her bag hitting the floor made you jump; she didn't care for her weapons that were inside.

"Guys" you tried to interrupt before things escalated but it was too late. Wanda's eyes flashed with red chaos before she used her magic to slam the door closed, another loud thud that only drew you closer to an episode. "Guys, please!" You begged over their yelling voices but still, it was like you weren't even there.

The arguing continued until eventually, you couldn't take it anymore. Their tones got stronger, the slamming of things down got louder until everything went black as you left the room.

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"Wands, have you seen Y/n?" Nat asked when Wanda came out of the bathroom in her comfortable clothing and her hair wrapped in a towel. Wanda shook her head, "I haven't seen her, not even when we got back but then again th-"

"Please don't start now" Natasha sighed, "Nobody has seen Y/n since lunch when she said she was going to come here and wait for us" she added, her tone of voice full of worry. Wanda looked to the bed and saw your opened book on the bed and your empty plate from lunch on the bedside table. She used her magic to take her back to the argument she had hours before with Natasha, "oh god" she spoke under her breath.

"What?" Natasha asked, "what is it?"

"We're selfish idiots, that's what! Get your coat, we have to find her" she replied.

Natasha grabbed her coat and met Wanda downstairs. Wanda could see the amount of worry and concern on Natasha's face, she took a moment to give her partner some comfort. "Nat, we'll find her and it'll be okay" she assures the widow but all this is a little too close to home for Nat.

"I can't lose her" Natasha broke.

"I know darling, we'll find her" Wanda wiped the rolling tear that Natasha had let go.

Wanda asked some of the others to join the search to find you, you didn't take your phone and Natasha noticed you left without your shoes on. Wanda tried her best to use her magic to find you, but something was blocking your mind from allowing her to do so.

Everybody broke up into small groups of two. Tony and Bruce started by car, driving around the surrounding neighborhood and closest stores. Steve and Thor searched the compound and surrounding areas while Natasha and Wanda searched the woods close by. It was only getting darker by the minute; the cold air began to get cold which only made every bodies worry and concern for your well-being even stronger.

"Wands! Over here" Natasha called out when she noticed footprints in the softened dirt. Wanda rushed to Nat's side, "this way, come on" Nat added. The two called out your name over and over as they walked deeper and deeper into the darkness of the woods.

"Nat, maybe we call Steve and get him to fly the jet over" Wanda suggested but Natasha shook her head, "the loudness will only make things worse" she reminded Wanda.

As the two tried their best to keep track of your footprints in the dirty, they heard the loud crunches of leaves up ahead. Natasha signaled to Wanda to pause their movements in-case it was a wild animal but instead, it was you. Stumbling out of the trees only for Natasha to catch you in her arms as you fell.

"Y/n! are you okay?" Natasha asked, brushing your hair from your face. Wanda rushed quickly to your side as Nat handed you to her before taking off her coat and instantly covering you in it to warm you up. "E-everything….it….y-ou" you stuttered, "shh, it's okay darling. You're safe now" Wanda pulled you closer to her, placing a kiss on the top of your head as your sobs became clear.

Wanda used her powers to levitate you back to the compound, not wanting to keep you out in the cold any longer. When Natasha got to your shared room, the two of them forgot about their argument and ran you a warm bath, they bathed you and helped you into your favorite pjs because making sure you were comfortable in bed.

"Detka, what happened?" Natasha asked in a soft tone. You looked over at her, your eyes filled with tears and mind filled with worry that you might have angered your girlfriends. "It's okay love, you talk to us" Wanda chipped in.

You took a moment to gather your feelings before you spoke, "You guys didn't even notice I was in here, you both came in yelling and slamming doors and when I tried to get between it, you both just didn't seem to notice me. I hid under the covers to try and drown out the yelling but some of the things you both said to one another just triggered me…" you explained with a pause, "everything just went back after Wanda said 'you know better' in that tone you had" you added, looking over at Wanda.

Natasha took you into her arms, "I'm so sorry detka, we promise never to let this happen again" she spoke, her hand rubbing up and down on your back. Wanda couldn't shake the terror in your eyes when she held you in the woods, she was quickly reminded of the fear you once had with your ex whom the women saved you from, she never, ever wanted to make you feel like that again.

"How about I fix us some hot coco and we watch whatever movie you like?" Wanda suggested, wanting to light the mood and help you forget about this afternoon. You looked up at Wanda and nodded, "can I please have double whipped cream?" You asked. Both of your girlfriends chuckled at your request, "is that even a question?" Wanda smiled before leaning over and pecking a soft kiss on your cheek, "anything you want darling" she whispered.

When Wanda came back with the three mugs of hot coco, the three of you curled up in bed and watched your favorite movie of all time. You were in the middle, Natasha to your left and Wanda to your right, both of them resting their heads on your shoulder. It wasn't long until you started to feel okay once again and the fear from their argument faded away as you drifted off to sleep before the end credits rolled on the screen. Wanda tucked you in and placed a kiss on your forehead before Natasha did the same.

"Date night tomorrow? I think we could with some time away from work" Wanda whispered, "I couldn't agree more!" Natasha smiled before the two shared a kiss.

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summary: yelena belova x reader. when natasha takes you under her wing, she becomes like family, and the last thing you want is to lose that. but when you meet her younger sister who you know is off limits, you have to decide between what you really want and hope for minimal damage

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warnings: alcohol consumption, oral (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), praise, past abusive relationship

Yelena had been in New York for little over two months when you finally got to go to a bar with her. You had been intending to go practically right from the night you met, but you often ended up being sidetracked with other tasks that demanded your attention or got too comfortable staying in on the nights you were all free. You had intended to meet there with Kate but at the last minute Lucky had helped himself to the box of chocolates Kate had left on the side and had to take him to the vet to put her worries at ease. She had insisted to you that you and Yelena still go, something you were thankful you didn’t object to once you saw the blonde sitting at the bar.

She wore an AC/DC tee that was ripped in certain places to give you a peak of the skin underneath under a jet black blazer and matching jeans. Her hair was up in a high ponytail that accelerated her sharp jawline and eye makeup that made her gaze on you feel more intense than usual, though that might have also been down to the fact she was undeniably eyeing you up and down. You needed a drink asap.

You named your favourite cocktail to the familiar bartender as soon as you sat down. “Don’t you ever get tired of that paint thinner?” You asked the Russian as you noted the shot of vodka in front of her.

“Make it two,” she said to the bartender in response. “It gets the job done,” she shrugged.

“I can’t imagine you ever being hammered,” you stated.

“And you never will,” she replied simply.

“We’ll see,” you challenged as your drinks were placed down in front of you both. You already had a tab open with the bar.

You took a sip of your drink as Yelena downed her shot without the slightest hint of a wince. “Is there anything you’re not good at?”

“I have yet to find anything,” she stated with an arrogance you couldn’t not find attractive.

“So what’s the plan after all this? With the widows, I mean.” Yelena took a moment to think, making you consider whether or not it was something she had actually let herself plan for yet.

“I’m not sure,” she admitted. “I don’t know what I want to do.”

“Just as long as you’ve got a dog,” you remembered. Yelena’s face brightened at the comment.

“Yeah.”

“Kate wants to be a private investigator, I could see you doing that too,” you said honestly. “That or a bounty hunter.”

“I think I want to stay here,” Yelena decided. It was a decision you could definitely get behind. You enjoyed spending time with the blonde and you knew you would miss her when she went. “Do you want to stay with S.H.I.E.L.D forever?” Yelena asked as you took another sip of your drink.

“I don’t know about forever but at least for a little while. I’m not sure what else I could do,” you shrugged. “Besides, apparently all of my friends are sticking around for a while.” You smiled over your drink as you took another sip, watching Yelena’s cat-like eyes meet yours.

“And what would you do without them watching your back for deadly assassins?” She quipped.

“I don’t mind when the assassins are cute,” you said far too quickly. Oh god the alcohol was already kicking in but the smirk on Yelena’s face made it impossible for you to worry. You probably should have, because four drinks in and your filter was growing weaker with every sip. You weren’t drunk, just quite tipsy, though the alcohol was having a similar effect on the blonde who became more bold than usual.

The bar had grown more busy in the time the pair of you had been there and although it wasn’t crowded, there was still enough of a buzz that you and Yelena kept having to move closer to one another to converse. At one point, Yelena leant forwards and put her hand on your thigh to steady herself (even though she totally didn’t need to) to hear you repeat yourself. For a brief moment your brain went entirely blank at the contact that seemed to send a pulse of electricity along your skin. You were suddenly glad at the decision to wear a skirt.

“I er, I said the Canary Islands,” you stammered slightly.

“But I thought the whole point of Christmas was snow, why not go to Alaska?” Yelena questioned with a grin that had barely left her lips the entire evening.

“Mkay fine! We’ll go to Alaska but then the next year we’re spending some of the holidays in the Canary Islands,” you suggested, willing to compromise your plans that had somehow emerged for you and the blonde to go away during the holidays.

“Deal,” Yelena accepted as she leant back and withdrew her hand. You missed the contact immediately and felt the urge to put it back there yourself. Yelena glanced away to do a scan of the room and when she turned back to you she seemed surprised that you were still looking at her. “What?” She questioned though the smirk on her face suggested that she knew what. So you ordered another drink instead.

“And a water?” The blonde added. “I don’t want you throwing up on the way home,” she said in response to the glare you sent her way.

“But that’s how you know you’ve had a good night out,” you argued even though you knew that was bullshit.

“No, that’s how you know you cannot hold your drink,” Yelena countered.

You thanked the bartender for what ended up being your last drink of the night as Yelena downed another shot. You had no idea how many she had consumed that night but you were aware of the fact she had had more alcohol than you and was noticeably less affected by it. Still, there was a faint buzz about her.

“You’re tipsy,” you commented.

“You’re drunk.”

“Am not!” You denied with a small laugh.

“Am I going to have to take you home, y/n?”

“I wouldn’t object,” you said, your voice dropping as you leant forward and put your hand on Yelena’s covered knee. “It’s not like I’ve never thought about it.” You saw Yelena’s gaze darken as she listened to you.

“What do you think about?” You didn’t reply, merely smirking as you downed your water to try and clear your head. You pulled up Uber on your phone as Yelena watched.

You didn’t say anything as you took Yelena’s hand in your own and led her through the bar to the exit. You wanted to get out of there to be away from prying eyes so that you could have her closer to you, but as soon as you were hit with the sobering fresh air outside, you found yourself knocked back to your senses. Almost. At noticing the small crowds dotted around the street, Yelena placed her hand on your waist to keep you close to her and it was impossible not to lean into the warmth radiating off of her body while you waited just a few minutes for your ride.

Yelena’s hand found yours once more in the dim car and you wished you could make out her features better in the dark. Being close to her wasn’t enough, and you made that feeling known the moment you closed your apartment door behind her. You turned around to face the blonde but she was already meeting you halfway there as she raised her hands to your neck and kissed you, pushing you back until your back hit the wall with a light thud.

“Finally,” she muttered, her hands everywhere. Your head spun though this time it wasn’t from the alcohol and you were adamant to keep the spy against you as her hands disappeared under your shirt to explore the uncharted skin she wanted to spend hours memorising. Your shirt was off within minutes and before Yelena could discard anything else you led her to your bedroom where you guided her to lay on the bed, immediately following to straddle her waist as you removed your bra.

“You’re beautiful,” she breathed out, accent strong. Yelena left marks everywhere. Across your torso, collarbone, breasts, neck, all while you held onto her like she was all that kept you on the brink of sanity. You wanted all of her. You wanted her to take all of you. Fortunately, that was exactly what the blonde intended on doing.

“Lena,” you whined when you found yourself on your back with the Russian kissing along your waistband. “Take them off.”

“So eager,” she mused against your skin and you could feel her smirk. You didn’t care though, because she didn’t make you wait much longer to feel her lips down your thighs as she dragged your skirt off of you and threw her shirt to the side soon after. You wanted to run your hands across her toned stomach, but Yelena dipped down again to hook her fingers along your underwear and pulled them down, leaving you entirely bare to her.

“Fuck,” you whispered when you felt her warm breath on you.

“What do you want, detka?” She asked, kissing your inner thighs.

“You,” you said, tangling your fingers into her hair. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”

“I wanted you too, let me show you how much.” You gasped lightly when Yelena finally let her tongue stroke flat against you. Your head fell back as you breathed heavily but whined when you felt the blonde move away. “Look at me,” she instructed, sending an electric jolt through your body. You did as she said, keeping your eyes locked on her emerald ones as she gave you the bliss you knew she was capable of.

Yelena was confident in her ability to make you feel good, she watched you closely to see exactly what made your breath hitch, what made you shudder, moan, say her name. She felt your muscles twitch and clench around her, she felt how wet you got when she moaned into you, practically lightheaded from your taste. You were everything Yelena knew you would be.

“God, Lena,” you moaned softly as she sucked on your clit. You bucked your hips up at the action and Yelena wrapped her hands around your thighs to push your hips back against the bed, reminding you that she had the strength to keep you there for as long as she wanted. And she wanted you there for a while.

Yelena worked you up to the edge numerous times, each time stopping you from plummeting at the last second so that she could enjoy you some more. You were an image everytime you whined in frustration, only encouraging Yelena to torture your body some more before she felt like you had earned its release.

“Cum for me, detka, show me how good I make you feel,” she encouraged as her thumb rubbed circles on your clit. You clenched around her tongue as you came, feeling the vibrations pulse through you when Yelena moaned at your climax, savouring it as much as you did as she coaxed you through to the other side, only to replace her tongue with her fingers.

“You think you can give me another one?” She asked, chin glistening. You didn’t have to answer, the untamed glint in her eye being enough for you to pull her towards you for another demanding kiss as you spread your legs more for her. You’d take whatever she gave you.

“So good for me,” she murmured into your neck as she buried her fingers inside you. “I wish I had my strap to see how well you’d take it.” You moaned at the very mention of the toy. Yelena’s fingers already felt as though they were filling you to the brim but the strap would be so much more that you gripped the blonde’s back tighter at the thought, digging your nails in slightly. Yelena grunted at the pain but it seemed to only make her move faster as she touched you in a way that managed to press all of the right buttons. She played you like an instrument, drawing out a beloved tune that was just for her.

It didn’t take long before Yelena took you to the edge again, though this time she didn’t deprive you of the euphoric drop that she wrapped herself around you to dull the impact of. She stroked her fingers inside you along with your pants, bringing you back down to your place on earth right next to her. She breathed each other in as you regained your breath, then tilted her head so that you could see her slightly flushed cheeks. You could only imagine what you looked like.

“I wanna make you feel good too,” you insisted. Yelena rolled you both over so you lay on top of her with a grin of adoration. You mirrored it against her soft skin as you made your way down the blonde’s body.

“I need you to tap a phone call,” Rae said before she had even closed the main door behind her. She didn’t look at you as she marched over, eyes glued to her phone in hand. One of her phones.

“I don’t know how to do that,” you said outright. Rae looked at you blankly.

“What?” You stared back.

“Well it’s not really…what I do,” you said honestly. You had told Rae that before, when you first showed her your digital pass time.

“I need you to,” she insisted, as though that would change your capabilities.

“Okay,” you sighed. “It will take me time to learn.” Rae narrowed her eyes.

“How long?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never done anything like that before,” you admitted.

“Don’t you have like a network of nerds you can ask?” You did, in a way, but you weren’t overly keen on asking them for that kind of information. You hadn’t accessed those kinds of chat rooms and forums on the dark web in a while, not since learning everything that was relevant to what you wanted to know. You never had any interest in phone tapping or anything to do with people individually, you didn’t want to interfere with people.

There was also the issue that it could take a while you get yourself back into that private corner of the internet. People that invested in the world of cyber crimes were paranoid enough to avoid letting anyone new into their circle and there would be numerous hurdles to overcome just to get their attention. And at the end of it all, how could you be sure you could even trust them to give you the right information.

“It’s complicated,” you said, knowing Rae wouldn’t want to hear the full explanation.

“Then what use are you to me?” She asked, eyes cold as they dug into your own.

“I’m your girlfriend,” you whispered because you knew she often forgot that was the role she was meant to play. You knew that if things were different and that you didn’t have the skills you did, she would have disregarded you long ago.

To your utter surprise, her demeanour softened. Rae looked down at the floor and glanced back your way, appearing as unsure of what to do with herself as you were. “I know,” she eventually muttered and took a hold of your hands with a grip so gentle you wouldn’t recognise it as hers if you weren’t watching the action. “I know,” she repeated as she finally met your eyes. You didn’t say anything.

“What if we go out tomorrow, just you and me,” she smiled, looking at you the way she used to, the ghost of who she once was. “We’ll go to that fancy place down the street and have a full course meal, maybe a bottle of wine or two,” she suggested and you couldn’t help but smile, feeling nothing but elevated. Rae brushed some hair away from your face and tucked it behind your ear. She used to do that constantly, every time reminding you that you were beautiful, as though the action wasn’t enough to tell you that was how she saw you.

“I love you,” you whispered because you really did. Because you started just a week into dating and you refused to stop when things changed, clinging on to the hope that you would get her back some day. Something you believed you finally got.

“I love you too, baby,” Rae whispered back before placing a tender kiss on your cheek. “I’ll make that reservation as soon as you get a hold of that phone call,” she said with a slight chuckle. You froze but dismissed the feeling of dread rising. No, it wasn’t like that anymore.

“I’ll know what to do by tomorrow,” you nodded with a sharp exhale. You weren’t entirely sure you could. Rae shifted and the corner of her lip twitched. The dread had made its way to the back of your throat.

“The call’s happening right now, baby,” Rae laughed. A forced laugh.

“I’ll get the next one,” you were quick to say, hoping it would be enough. It wasn’t. It was never enough. “How about we just take the evening off?” you suggested hopefully.

“That’s easy for you to say,” she muttered, running a hand through her hair. “I can’t just put this off, y/n. It’s fucking important.” She pulled her hands away from yours and you immediately chased after the loss, reaching out to grab them again but instead being met with a hard shove to the chest. You stumbled back and hit your head on the edge of a cabinet with a dull thud that felt like it pierced right through your skull. You blinked away the tears that immediately came to the surface.

“I don’t have time for you to be needy,” she spat, ignoring your tears. Not for the first time, you felt your heart crack in front of your girlfriend.

“Okay,” you said, though the word wasn’t audible. You stepped around Rae, making sure to give her adequate space and sat down in your chair to turn your screen on, still blinking back tears. You weren’t upset with Rae, not for pushing you or making you think things could be different. You were upset with yourself for believing it.

#yelena belova smut #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova #gxg marvel #natasha romanoff #marvel

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the-malewife-ever · 1 year

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its 5am. i am very tired. i do not want to go through and pick out all the best responses when i have a test today. so what youre getting now is:

every single character that was submitted [unless i didnt feel comfortable adding them to the data]

^ this includes:

- i didnt feel comfortable putting them in [they are a kid is the most likely answer]

- they break the rules

and goodnight everyone im going back to bed you get your pairings later today. feel free to demand your malewife be in the pairings in the notes of this post all you want but be nice

and sorry to the ppl checking the tags in the search bar for ANY of these characters

read more because we got 301 and then some submissions:

The Top Submitted Characters:

Crazy Dave [Plants Vs Zombies] - 14

Kazuki Kurusu [Buddy Daddies] - 8

Hero [Omori] - 8

Saul Goodman/James McGill [Better Call Saul/Breaking Bad] - 7

Tatsu [Way of the House Husband] - 7

Thoma [Genshin Impact] - 7

Laszlo Cravensworth [What We Do In the Shadows] - 5

Percy de Rolo [Critical Role/Vox Machina] - 5

Ron DeLite [Ace Attorney] - 5

Brett Hand [Inside Job] - 4

Puss in Boots [Puss in Boots] - 4

Sanji [One Piece] - 4

Spamton G. Spamton [Deltarune] - 4

Got 3 Or Less Votes:

9 [9 (2009)]

Adrian Graye Vernworth [The Owl House]

Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug]

Alador Blight [The Owl House]

Alistair Theirin [Dragon Age]

Andre Legris [Innocent/Innocent Rouge]

Asgore Dreemurr [Undertale]

Axel Summers [Lemon Soda and Coffee (Webcomic)]

The Baker [Into the Woods (1991)]

Bandit Heeler [Bluey]

Barry Draxum [Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles]

Beacrox Molan [Lout of the Court’s Family]

Benny [Fallout: New Vegas]

Bilbo Baggins [The Hobbit]

BJ Hunnicutt [MASH]

Bob Belcher [Bob's Burgers]

Briefers "Brief" Rock [Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt]

Brock [Pokemon]

Bruno Buccerati [JoJo's Bizzare Adventure]

Bruno Madrigal [Encanto]

Calculester Hewlett-Packard [Monster Prom]

Caleb Wittebane [The Owl House]

Cardan [The Folk of the Air trilogy by Holly Black]

Cecil Palmer [Welcome to Night Vale]

Chakotay [Star Trek Voyager]

Charlie Kelly [It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia]

Chisaki Kai (Overhaul) [My Hero Academia]

Chris Pearson [Dan Vs.]

Chrom [Fire Emblem Awakening]

Clay Rockridge [The Sexy Brutale]

Colin Robinson [What We Do In the Shadows]

Connecticut Clark [FlorkofCows/The Saga of Clark]

Cove Holden [Our Life: Beginning & Always]

Cyclonus [Transformers (IDW1)]

DaLey Vigil [The Great Ace Attorney]

Daniel Cain [Re-Animator]

Darius Deamonne [The Owl House]

Dedue Molinaro [Fire Emblem Three Houses]

Dick Grayson [DC Comics]

Dick Gumshoe [Ace Attorney]

Do Hyun Soon [Flower of Evil]

Ed [Our Flag Means Death]

Eddie Munson [Stranger Things]

Elliott [Stardew Valley]

Faria [Thrilling Intent]

Flex Mentallo [Doom Patrol]

Fox Mulder [The X-Files]

Fukuo [Kiki’s Delivery Service]

Furio Giunta [The Sopranos]

Gao Yizhi [Iron Widow]

Garmadon [Ninjago]

Garry [Ib]

Geto Suguru [Jujitsu Kaisen]

Gilbert Nightray [Pandora Hearts]

Gomez Addams [The Addams Family]

Grover Underwood [Percy Jackson Series]

Hannibal Lecter [Hannibal]

Harrier du Bois [Disco Elysium]

Hazama Masayoshi [Samurai Flamenco]

Heinz Doofenshmirtz [Phineas and Ferb]

Herlock Sholmes [The Great Ace Attorney]

Hordak [She-Ra (Netflix)]

Howl Jenkins Pendragon [Howl's Moving Castle]

Hugh Neutron [Jimmy Neutron]

Hugh Test [Johnny Test]

Ianto Jones [Torchwood]

Ignis Scientia [Final Fantasy XV]

Ingo [Pokemon]

Izzy Hands [Our Flag Means Death]

Jake Sully [Avatar]

James [Pokemon]

Jason Todd [Batman]

Jesus Christ [The Bible]

Joel Hammond [Santa Clarita Diet]

Johnathan Harker [Bram Stoker's Dracula]

John Silver [Treasure Island (1988)]

John Watson [BBC Sherlock]

Jonathan Byers [Stranger Things]

Kaiden Alenko [Mass Effect]

Kai Satou [Your Turn to Die]

Kaito [Vocaloid]

Kakashi Hatake [Naruto]

Katsuya Serizawa [Mob Psycho 100]

Ken [Barbie]

Kermit the Frog [The Muppets]

Kim Dokja [Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint]

Kim Gongja [SSS-Class Suicide Hunter]

Kingsley [Papa Louie Games]

Kisuke Urahara [Bleach]

Klavier Gavin [Ace Attorney]

Kojiro “Joe” Nonjo [Sk8 the Infinity]

Laurance Zvahl [Minecraft Diaries]

Lazarus Bleeze [The Hex]

Leon [Pokemon]

Lestat de Lioncourt [Interview with the Vampire (TV Show)]

Lieutenant Columbo [Columbo]

Light Yagami [Death Note]

Link [Breath of the Wild]

The Lobby Boy [The Hotel Podcast]

Loid Forger [Spy X Family]

Luigi [Mario Franchise]

Luo Binghe [The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System]

Mac McDonald [It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia]

The Man in the Yellow Hat [Curious George]

Manolo Sanchez [The Book of Life (2014)]

Mario [Mario Franchise]

Marshall Eriksen [How I Met Your Mother]

Marvin [Falsettos]

Mendel Weisenbachfeld [Falsettos]

Me [The Mod]

Michael [The Good Place]

Miles Edgeworth [Ace Attorney]

Min-Gi Park [Infinity Train]

Minato Namikaze [Naruto]

Momo [Stray]

Mr. Mime [Pokemon]

The Narrator [The Stanley Parable]

Naven Nuknuk [Epithet Erased]

Oliver Queen [DC Comics (Green Arrow)]

Olruggio [Witch Hat Atelier]

The Onceler [The Lorax]

Palamedes Sextus [The Locked Tomb]

Paper [Inanimate Insanity]

Peeta Mellark [The Hunger Games]

Percy Jackson [Percy Jackson Series]

Peter Nureyev [The Penumbra Podcast]

Preminger [Barbie: Princess and the Pauper]

Qifrey [Witch Hat Atelier]

Quirrel [Hollow Knight]

Ramsey Murdoch [Epithet Erased]

Randy Valentine Jade [Dialtown]

Redd Rockridge [The Sexy Brutale]

Reigen Arataka [Mob Psycho 100]

Ronaldo [The Vampire Dies in No Time]

Rouxls Kaard [Deltarune]

Roy Mustang [Full Metal Alchemist]

Ryoji Kaji [Neon Genesis Evangelion]

Ryuuji Takasu [ToraDora!]

Samwise Gamgee [Lord of the Rings]

Sasuke Itachi [Naruto]

Satan [Puyo Puyo]

Satoru Gojo [Jujitsu Kaisen]

Seven [Zero Escape]

Shinya Fujikawa [Corpse Factory]

Sig Curtis [Full Metal Alchemist]

Silco [Arcane (Netflix)]

Sojiro Sakura [Persona 5]

Sokka [Avatar: The Last Airbender]

Soldier [Team Fortress 2]

Spirit Albarn [Soul Eater]

Spongebob Squarepants [Spongebob Squarepants]

Steve Harrington [Stranger Things]

Steven Grant [Marvel]

Suoh Tamaki [Ouran High School Host Club]

Sword Boyfriend [Transistor]

Tanjiro Kamado [Demon Slayer]

Thomas Sharpe [Crimson Peak (2015)]

Tohru Adachi [Persona 4]

Tom Wambsgans [Succession]

Travis Matagot [Campaign Skyjacks]

Tsukasa Jinguuji [Fabiniku (Life with an Ordinary Guy who Reincarnated into a Total Fantasy Knockout)]

The Tumblr Boyfriend [Tumblr]

The Twelfth Doctor [Doctor Who]

Tyrell Wellick [Mr. Robot]

Vanitas [Vanitas no Carte/The Case Study of Vanitas]

Vash the Stampede [Trigun]

Victor Nikiforov [Yuri on Ice]

Waymond Wang [Everything Everywhere All At Once]

Whizzer Brown [Falsettos]

William "Spike" Pratt [Buffy the Vampire Slayer]

William “Dex” Pointdexter [Check Please!]

Yeza Brenatto [Critical Role]

Yoo Joonghyuk [Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint]

You [The Voter]

Zagreus [Hades]

#malewife data #malewife speaks

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leyarawrites · 2 years

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Bucky Barnes x Reader Comfort one shot: The Storm

Summary/Background:

You’ve been living with Sam Wilson and his sister while you were getting back on your feet and were ready to live on your own. You had rough couple years since the blimp. The day we’re talking about was a normal typical day and clear skies were keeping your spirits up and you were planning to spend the whole day outside. But the sky had another plans for you. Ones that affect you in terrible ways.

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The bright burning sun was baring down on my skin as I was unscrewing a bolt from a panel of the boat. Sam needed help fixing the boat that he promised Sarah he would do in order to keep her from selling it.

I volunteered to help since I’ve crashed at their place for a few months now. Today Sam said he had another helper coming over and he could take over my job whenever he arrived. It had been two hours since he said that this morning.

“So when is your mysterious volunteer coming?” I asked, wiping the sweat that was slowly dripping down to my forehead creases.

“Soon,” Sam said, “hopefully, but knowing him.” He added under his breathe.

A few moment after a man in a black jacket and sunglasses walked up to the boat. Sam notice and rolled his eyes.

“Finally.” He said, gritting his teeth. The man ignored Sam’s comment and walked onto the boat, taking off his glasses and jacket, revealing a more familiar face in a deep blue layered shirt that was a little tight.

“Hi Buck.” I said, smiling slightly surprised to see him here. I had hung out with Bucky Barnes a couple times, being friends with Sam for along time came with being friends with Steve when he was alive and Bucky. Well I was closer to Bucky than Steve.

Bucky turned around matching my smile. “Hi.” He waved. Sam let out an awkward cough bring out attention back to him.

“Okay so Y/n if you want you can take a break and help Sarah inside.” Sam says as I stand up with a hammer in my hand.

“Thank you.” I said dramatically bestowing Bucky with the hammer. He took it, laughing. When I looked up from my bow I saw a smile that made butterflies explode in my stomach. I softly laughed before patting Sam on the shoulder saying, “Good luck you two.”

I retreated to Sam’s sister Sarah’s house. The ac hit me like a wave from the ocean if it was the middle of December. I sighed a sigh of relief and headed toward the refrigerator to get a drink. Two seconds later and two boys rush past me.

“Woah, where are you going in such a hurry.” I ask, Sarah’s sons Aj and Cass. They swirled around.

“Uncle Sam said Bucky was coming.” Aj said, out of breathe.

“Well he’s already here.” I laughed. The boys looked at each other than ran outside.

Sarah came in just as they left. “Dong stay out there too long!” She shouted after her boys.

“Good afternoon, Y/n.”

“Good afternoon.” I responded. “Your brother already hired my replacement. I was probably slowing him down.”

Sarah laughed, getting a cup from the cabinet and filling it with tap water. “no, no don’t take that way, he just didn’t want to put our family’s boat repair on your hands after what happened.”

I looked down at my feet to push the tears away. I had fought them off for so long and I wasn’t gonna let them come right now.

Sarah examined my expression, “Besides, he’s friend has a metal arm and strength of ten men.”

“I don’t think Sam considers him a friend.” I chuckled softly.

“Tell me about it. Those two get along enough to complete a mission but by themselves they can’t stand each other.”

I looked out the window seeing the two men trying to remove more rusting panels off the boat. Sam was using the other end of the hammer head before Bucky used his metal arm to remove it in one lift. I silently laughed at Sam’s expression.

“Oh, it looks like it’s gonna storm here in a few minutes, furiously.” Sarah said, looking out the widow with concentrated eyes studying the sky.

My heartbeat was starting to slowly beat faster. My eyes widen.

“You okay, Y/n?”

I my focus shifted from the dark ominous clouds to Sarah looking at me with concern. “Oh yea, I’m fine, I just remembered I forgot something in the other room this morning.”

She didn’t ask any further. I rushed into one of rooms not caring who’s it was. I close the door trying to catch my breath. Every since I was little I hated thunderstorms. They gave me these severe panic attacks. I thought I would grow out of it but I’m twenty- five years old and they’re still here.

My mom was always there to help me through it. But now it was different, her and dad were gone and the attacks had gotten worse.

I searched through the closet to find something like a blanket or jacket from the closet I was sharing with Sarah, I was freezing which was strange cause I burning up a few minutes ago.

A loud rumble erupted, shaking the house a bit. My breathing was picking up it was making it difficult. I threw the blanket over my body in a tight burrito. I made sure no one was around before I darted to where I was living, the couch, but on side of it trying not to look out the window.

I rocked myself back and forth breathing heavily. I closed my eyes tight, hoping it would be over soon as another rumble made it’s way to my ears.

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Sam wanted me to help with the boat. Well I guess he needed me to help, since he would never want my help. As I made my way over to the boat I saw two people working on the edge of the boat. Sam was one and the other was a girl, Y/n. He fought the urge of the smile creeping onto his face.

Sam of course said something snarky. I mentally eye rolled I took off my jacket and sunglasses ready to get started.

“Hi Buck.” I hear Y/n say behind me. She was helping Sam until I arrived. I turned to face her sun lit face, with the sun bringing out her beautiful eye color. She was smiling brightly.

Now the smile I had couldn’t be kept off. “Hey.” I responded I wanted to keep the conversation between us but Sam interrupt annoyed and uncomfortable.

Sam told Y/n that she could go inside and she did leaving me out here with the impossible man to get along with. “Okay what do want me to do.”

About five minutes later in the sun baking my face in extreme heat. Two boys came out of the house and onto the boat.

“Uncle Sam where’s Bucky?” One of the boys asked. I was behind a large piece of metal, there for hidden. I stood up after hearing my name.

The boys stopped a gaped at me like I was some stature at the museum. I waved my vibranium arm. “Hey.”

“H-hi.” One boy said, I think his name was Aj.

“Hi.” Cass said.

“Okay okay you said your hellos,now we got a lot of work to do so either started tearing old rusting panels or go find something to do.” Sam said, half annoyed at the attention I was getting and half laughing at his nephews surprise.

The boys ran off. Twenty minutes had passed before another word was spoken.

“So, Y/n.” I started, carefully crafted my next words.

“Yeah, what about Y/n?”Sam says suspiciously.

“I mean like, why does she stay with you guys?” I asked, I wanted to ask other questions like if she was single or I don’t know.

Sam looked at me, still suspicious. “Well I’ve known her for eleven years and her whole family including her was blipped for five years and once they return to their house it was run by some gang who shot all of them, except Y/n who escaped. Since she lost her home I offered her this place. She says she leave as soon as she gets back on her feet.”

I was to stunned to speak. I had known her for a few months, but not nearly long enough for her to tell me the whole story. “Oh my god, I didn’t know.” I uttered.

“Of course you wouldn’t she’s very private about her life and doesn’t trust very easily.”

It was horrible what happened and I made a mental note to go and give my condolences to her after we were done. “What about the gang?”

My mind the second after I heard was why she didn’t want to confront the gang who did this to her family.

“Killed themselves.”

“Oh.” I said looking down at my feet.

A distant rumble distracted my thoughts. Thunder roared again, Signaling a storm coming.

“We should probably get inside.” Sam said.

I stopped for second, “It should be fine for a little bit.”

“No, not just for us, for Y/n.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, concerned and confused.

Sam didn’t answer he jumped off the boat and started fast paced waking to the house. I followed, call after him.

“What the hell are you talking about, Sam, what do you mean for Y/n?” I questioned finally catching up to him.

We got inside the house as another roar boomed through the house, shaking it a little.

Y/n was no where in the living room/ kitchen. Sam looked around for her but to no avail.

“I’ll check my sister’s room.” Sam said before darting off.

I kept my mind racing on what the storm possibly could relate to Y/n. “Y/n!” I called.

A faint call of my name came from the side of the couch. I walked over there seeing a lump of blankets surrounding a larger lump of a person consumed by a fleece blanket.

I kneeled down and slowly pulled back the blanket. What I saw broke my heart. “Y/n?”

She looked up with tears staining her faces and relief expression. “Bucky.”

“What happened, are you okay?” I asked, scouting closer.

Her breathing was rushed and hurried. Like she just got back from running. She was hugging her legs close to her chest.

“I- I don- don’t. . .She trailed off. Lightning flashed into the room followed by a roll of thunder. Tears swam her beautiful eyes before streaming down her face like a waterfall.

“Hey, hey, hey. It’s okay.” I say, trying to calm her down. I knew what this was, a panic attack, I get them all the time, and I understand how scary they can be. Especially when your alone. I nodded to the spot next to her. She nodes slightly. I scooted in next to her covering my self in blankets and gentle put my arm around her.

“Okay look at me.” I say softly. She steadily looked into my eyes and I feel her try to take a deep breathe. “Just breathe in, like this.” I inhale slowly, she does the same. “And breathe out slowly.”

We both exhale and repeat I can feel her heartbeat steadily come back to normal speed. A rumble sounds off again. She looks away worried. “Hey, it’s okay just look at me.”

We lock eyes again. “Keep breathing in and out and count backwards from ten, okay?”

She nods and inhales and exhales again. She was counting inside her head. I waited a few moments to ask what caused this.

“So is it because of the storm?” I ask quietly.

Silence. “Yeah, I’ve been getting these panic attacks ever since I was little. It’s gotten worse recently.”

I nod and try to keep her breathing slowly and calmly. “Have you been getting them alone?”

“Yeah I haven’t had one in a couple of months since my mom. . .”

I stayed d silent, not wanting to push her anywhere she’s not comfortable.

“Something about a thunderstorm and the pounding rain just makes everything seem like the world is closing in. I just started to panic.”

I nodded, “I understand, I get them to along with nightmares. It’s just my past still haunts me, like ghost. I just remember where I am now and remain breathing slowly until I’m calm and take control of my fear.”

I studied her face. Every detail that was tense, relaxed. He didn’t know her as well as Sam, but he wanted her to be okay, he had had these and didn’t want her to go through any pain like he did. He wanted to keep her wrapped up in this blanket keeping her safe from the hell outside. But he knew he couldn’t she was her own person, he was just comforting her at this moment. She was not his.

She leaned in closer to my chest. I tighten my grip around her. Her breathing was steady. Eyes closed. “Thank you Bucky.”

“No problem, I’ll be here if you need me.” I whispered then softly planted a kiss on her the top of her head.

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I was feeling like a the world was craving in on me. The rain pounded harder and harder with the thunder a companying it. As I was rocking back and forth feeling like I was going to faint, the sound of a door opening a two male voices.

“What the hell are you talking about, Sam.” Bucky said, annoyed. Something about his voice made me slightly relieved. Sam said something but my ears felt like they turned off everything in the world. Footsteps receded and then I hear Bucky call my name.

“Y/n!”

“Bucky” I said softly. A few moments passed and Bucky was at my make shift blanket fort. He pulled my blanket back making me squint for a bit to adjust to the light.

He joined me in my comfort fort. He swing his arm around my shoulders bringing me closer to him. The warmth radiating off him brought my shivering to an end. He calmed me down. No one has every done that besides my mom before. I knew at that moment he was someone special to me. I fell asleep moments after we finished talking. I felt a soft kiss being placed at the top of my head.

I smiled against his chest, sleep replacing my fears and the thunderstorm faded away.

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I almost drifted off to sleep like Y/n was. I carefully looked down at her to see her peacefully sleeping in my arms. A smile crept onto my face, a feeling I haven’t felt in a long time surfaced. Pure happiness and peace.

“Hey Buck—” Sam walked in. I gave him a death stare at the nickname.

I put my finger to over my mouth, shushing him. I then pointed down to Y/n sleeping. Sam mouthed ‘oh’ and smirked at what I was doing. The smirk turned into a smile. I understood that it was his sign of a thank you. He walked way and the storm was calming down to a peaceful rain almost like a waterfall, hushing us to sleep.

I wrote this one mainly as a comfort for me or anyone who has anxiety around thunderstorms. Bucky is one of my main comfort characters so he’s the one I wanted to be in this one shot.

Also sorry about how long this is. I didn’t want to stop writing lol.

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mayrogers · 2 years

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Nomad of Top Gun - 1/5

Summary: Steve "Nomad" Rogers is among the best the Navy has to offer for a life threatening mission. Nomad has quite the ruthless and cold reputation with everybody except... you?

Warnings: Navy (Top Gun) AU - Lieutenant!Steve x Lieutenant!Female!reader - Fluff - implied Smut - language (cussing)

Words: 1.7k

❤ Enjoy you kinky whores ❤

“It’s just a new assignment” you try to gaslight the anxiety away. “Come on. You graduated top of your class… you’ve seen some shit…” As you walk across the hangar you see a familiar man, a tall man with broad shoulders and blonde hair. You can't forget the image of him shirtless and sweaty from playing football on the beach yesterday. The rest of the class looked great in their beach attire too but he really stood out to you.

Even from this far away, you know who he is. You’ve heard of him and how ruthless he is in the air, you had the displeasure of dogfighting him a long time ago while you were still in the academy. Steve, or ‘Nomad’ as his call sign is, is your wingman. You’ve been chosen to train for a mission along with the very best the Navy has to offer. Today, you’re running a mock mission, simulating the terrain you’ll soon risk your life on.

Steve catches you lagging behind the group and pats your shoulder as he runs up to you. “Captain Fury put us together. Nice to actually meet you.”

You match his pace, “Yeah. What do you mean actually?”

“Well,” He hesitates, “I’ve heard of you. You got a confirmed air to air kill.” He smiles and extends a hand forwards. This is not the ‘Nomad’ you heard of. Not the infamous ACE, with five air to air kills, ruthless in and out of combat.

“I may have more experience but I’m honoured to fly with you, lieutenant.” His sincere smile warms your heart, and you realize that this mission may be easier with him by your side.

“Wow, thanks. I didn’t expect that.” You shake his hand and both of you catch up to the rest of the class.

Fury is teaching how to survive this mission and during the debrief, it almost seems impossible. “I’ve never gone through that much pressure… 8 mocks?!”

“I think you’ll do fine, really. It sounds worse than it is.” It’s a simple phrase but nonetheless it gives you a sliver of courage.

Today was a complete failure.

Every single run you and Steve tried, you were either too slow, hit a wall, got spotted or missed the target. By nature you’re extremely competitive and today got the best of you. Steve noticed how your hands had been balled up in fists during the lectures from Fury.

“Today was a sack of shit.” You say as Steve walks beside you to the locker rooms, “This is impossible.” He only sighs and looks at you as you stuff your belongings into your bag and angrily zip it shut.

“We have to cool you down.” He says, formulating a plan.

He decided to drag you out with the rest of the group for drinks that night. “It’s fucking impossible! How are we meant to do this?”

“Honestly I’m stumped. I really thought this was possible but shit. We have to do all that and stay low.”

You scoff, “Tell me about it.” He opens the door to the bar and lets you in.

The atmosphere hits you all at once. It’s loud and welcoming but not rowdy. Steve takes your hand and guides you through the bar, to find the rest of the class. He doesn’t take his hand away from yours though, even when you find the group.

“Welcome to the party, soldiers.” Black Widow says as she holds a pool stick in her hand, versing Hawkeye.

Today really ticked you off and after a bit of forced talking and angry drinking you tell Steve you’re leaving. He excuses himself from the group to see you out. “Sorry, I’m just really not in the mood to be here, you know?”

“Yeah, I get it. I was pretty mad today too but hopefully tomorrow is different.”

You only sigh and nod, “Thanks for bringing me out here, but I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Oh, sure. See you.” He says, sounding a little defeated.

As you begin to walk away, he calls out, “Nightmare!” Your call sign. “Where are you going?”

“Home, why?”

“Well, it’s still early, why don’t we go out?” He puts his hands in his front pockets

“Just the two of us?”

His ears turn red and he scratches the back of his neck, “Yeah. The two of us.”

With so many burning questions to ask him, you agree. “Alright Nomad, Where to?”

Smirking, he walks towards his bike and tosses you a helmet. “We’ll figure it out.”

So, you hop on his bike, end up stopping for food and walking to the beach. It’s dark out so you both lay in the sand, looking up at the stars. Back on the beach. “You know, Nomad, I’ve heard about you too.”

“Really?” He turns on his side to look as you while you lay on your back, munching on fries. “What have you heard?”

“Oh boy where do I start.”

He chuckles, “Don’t worry, I know my reputation.” taking a fry from the bag as you talk.

“Well, I was surprised to hear you say that you were honoured to fly with me, since you’re an ace. 5 kills and you’re honoured to fly with me?”

He chuckles, nudging you with an elbow. “I’m a humble man.” He says jokingly.

You turn onto your side to face him, noticing how his eyes have been on you the whole time. “I'm not sure if you remember this but…” You hesitate, wondering whether or not to bring it up but you do anyway. “Back in the academy-”

He cuts you off, taking more fries into his mouth. “We met a few years ago, at the academy” oh my God he remembers. “I remember dogfighting you.” OH MY- His face looks as though he’s putting puzzle pieces together. “You were the toughest person I’ve ever fought back then and I haven’t stopped thinking about you since.”

You can't help but blush, “Wow, that's… I wasn’t sure you would remember since I only saw you a few times around the base.”

“I was wondering how you were doing but back then, you didn’t have a callsign yet and I didnt know your name.” He chuckles, “Now I get where you got the name Nightmare from.” You laugh, finishing the remaining fries. “The way you creeped up on my jet that one time.. You could’ve given me nightmares for sure.” Laughing, you cover your mouth and kick around at the sand.

“We can talk about my callsign later… Why Nomad?” You ask, calming down, “ So ominous…”

“Well, I’m good at staying off-grid, you know, people never know where I am but I think it's also because I always find myself in trouble somehow, even though everything I do is so calculated and precise-”

“HA!” You cover your mouth with laughter, “With the way you flew today, you wish you were calculated and precise.” The banter goes on all night with you both falling asleep on the beach.

Something about him makes you very comfortable. It may be the crush that you’ve secretly had for so long or the way his kindness only comes out when he’s with you. You fell asleep first while he remained awake for a few minutes, unsure whether or not to wake you up. Once you snuggled close to him, pulling yourself towards him and hugged his arm, he decided to stay. When he gently kissed your forehead, he let himself sleep.

That morning, you’re both tangled in limbs and sand. His head rests on your completely numb arm while your head rests against his chest and your legs spread over his. He wakes up first, realizes where he is then quickly wakes you up. “Shit…”

“Are we late?” You mumble, barely awake.

“I don’t know but Fury is going to kill us.” As quickly as your sleepy bodies can, you race back to the base on the back of his bike, walking in just as Fury does. He shoots you both a knowing look and you blush. You rush to sit with the rest of the class and await instruction.

Today’s training is rough, again. This time you practiced the mock mission with a practice target. Steve hit the target and so did you, when nobody else did. The only thing was your speed. You both went too slow.

This morning, you had no time to talk about what happened last night and you were hoping to get something out of him today. You watch as he walks over to you, all dressed up in uniform. His shirt too tight for his torso reminds you of how much you regret not getting to know him all those years ago.

“Nightmare, need a ride home?” He puts his hands on his hips, which for some reason makes your stomach do flips.

“I’d love that actually.” You smile.

Winter Soldier comes up behind Steve and slaps his shoulder, whispering something in his ear. Steve’s look hardens, brow raising as he watches Winter Soldier put his hands up in defense, walking away and laughing.

“Wow, so rude.” You tease and he gently nudges your shoulder trying not to smile.

Once again on the back of his bike, you wrap your hands around his waist, and rest your head on his shoulder. This cycle repeats for another week. Him giving you a ride home, hanging out with you and the class at the bar while Winter Soldier and Black Widow tease you both even more.

Today, you find yourself on the back of his bike again, arm wrapped around his waist, the other playing with his dog tags. Once you’re home, he helps you off his bike but tonight’s different because you hesitate to walk away.

“Something on your mind?” Everything has felt so natural these past few weeks, like you both have known each other for decades. You still haven’t talked about it.

“Yeah um. On the beach…”

His ears turn red and he clears his throat. “I was pretty comfortable when I woke up, all sand aside.”

You laugh, “So was I. I felt a little sore though.” You move your head and massage the back of your neck, watching him look you up and down, laughing.

“Do you… want to come in for a little?”

He inhales, “Sure.” And exhales, smiling towards you.

Did he really mean what he said? You still have so many questions.

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ITS A LITTLE BIT DRY, I KNOW BUT TRUST ME IT WILL GET SPICY SOON <333

also, i am in love with this Navy Steve AU. I might open requests for him once this series is done <3

#steve rogers fic #steve rogers #captain america #steve rogers smut #captain america smut #steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x reader smut #steve rogers x you #captain america x reader #nomad steve #steven grant rogers #the og six #og6 #og6 avengers #avengers au

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Hello! I'm Clem(entine), and welcome to my blog! 🍊

I'm 19 and use she/they pronouns. I'm extremely hypersocial and love talking to people. This is my main blog filled with a little bit of everything I'm interested in. I also have a few sideblogs, such as:

A self ship/comfort character blog! Fictional Others, self inserts, x readers, and general OC content.

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(NOT SUPER ACTIVE!) A writing blog! This is where I'll post chapters, fanfics, oc related writing, tips, resources, fic rbs, ao3 stuff, & and more. Here!

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(NOT SUPER ACTIVE!) An art blog! My own personal art gallery :D Art tips, resources & refs. I'm an amateur digital artist and experienced traditional artist, so I'll try to mix and match the art I post. Here!

❕️❕️ FANDOMS ❕️❕️

A list of my fandoms and interests (my obsessions change fairly often, so I'll try to update as much as possible):

🍊 I like the MCU characters, especially Black Widow and Bucky!

🍊 Six of Crows!

🍊 Pokémon, especially Arceus!

🍊 Stardew Valley!

🍊 FNAF!

🍊 Anime! ESPECIALLY Bungo Stray Dogs & Blue Exorcist!

🍊 Slime Rancher!

🍊 Animal Crossing!

🍊 Tales of Berseria!

🍊 The Arcana!

❕️❕️ DO NOT INTERACT: ❕️❕️

🚫 any form of bigotry (including but in no way limited towards all types of homo/transphobia (including anti bi, pan or aspec), ableism, sexism, or racism)

🚫 pro-ed (recovery blogs welcome)

🚫 s*lf harm/traumacore/vent blog

🚫 right-wing/alt-right/republicans/maga/anti-blm/"faith" blogs that promote homophobic/racist/generally shitty rhetoric

🚫 pro-lifers

🚫 anyone who believes in antisocial abuse, narcissistic abuse, histrionic abuse & borderline abuse (this is NOT saying these people cannot be abusers. It IS saying that you wouldn't label abuse by someone with anxiety "anxiety abuse", or someone with depression "depressed abuse". It is just abuse. While people with PDs are capable of being abusive, it does not mean that all people with PDs are abusive. It is a spectrum, and perpetuating "narc abuse" etc pins it on the disorder instead of that particular person being shitty)

🚫 anyone who demonises highly stigmatised disorders such as personality disorders, clinically insane/psychotic people, schizophrenic people, DID systems, people with bipolar, etc

🚫 terfs / radfems

🚫 people who armchair diagnose (calling people "narcissists", "psychotic", "sociopath" - even if you believe they are, that's for a doctor to decide, not you)

🚫 LGBTQ-exclusionists. This includes biphobes, panphobes, ace/arophobes, anti xenogenders, and anti neopronouns

🚫 anti sfw age regression

🚫 any adult who is romantically or sexually attracted to minors in any way, shape or form, no matter what the terminology used is (including, but in no way limited to maps, p*dos, etc)

#about

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step-on-me-natasha · 3 years

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Blade; chapter 3

summary: Parker "Blade" Wiles, a high ranking SHIELD agent with an aptitude for sharp objects, goes missing. When Blade is found again with a darker and colder demeanor, SHIELD, with the help of The Avengers, are tasked with finding out what happened to their colleague and friend.

OC is ace and uses they/them pronouns

pairing: Natasha Romanoff x OC! reader

warnings: needles (IVs), let me know if there are any others

RECAP:

“I'm doing the thing Florence Wiles could never do.” The room went silent. All the lab assistants stopped working. Everyone just stared at the two of you.

“Knock her out and put em’ under, I don't have time for this.” Madam barks and for the second time that day, everything went black.

*Meanwhile at the Avengers Compound

After the mission, the rest of the team got off the jet while Natasha stayed behind. Still in your seat, her eyes scan the room and land on your journal. She chuckles to herself because only you would have a bright purple journal. She knows she shouldn’t look through it but she does anyway. As she’s reading through the two entries, her vision starts to get blurry. She wipes her eyes and stands up and walks off the jet straight to her room.

“Hey Nat! How’d-”

“Not now Clint.” She snaps. She practically runs to her room and slams the door as she starts to cry. She sits down at her desk, turns to the next blank page in the journal, finds a pen and starts writing.

Hi Blade, it’s Nat, I know when you see this, because you will see it, that you’ll probably be mad at me for snooping but it was something i felt i needed to do. Your last words to me before you disappeared were “dont worry about me, I got this.” and part of me believed it. Foolish of me. I should’ve stayed with you. I know you're strong and capable and smart and you’ve been in a situation like that before, but god damnit I should’ve gone with you! Bucky thinks it's HYDRA, Tony thinks it's what's left of the Red Room. Men, ugh, So dumb. HYDRA has been wiped off the face of the earth and the Red Room is, as i said, retired widows living the life they deserved. I think it's something or rather someone else. Who it is, I don't know. But enough of this, I'm not here to write about who took you, I don't know why I'm writing. But, and I quote, “here goes nothing.”

The first day you walked into the compound, scowling face and all, I knew something was special about you. You stormed into the conference room, like you always do, and plopped in the chair you claimed your own. When everyone else joined you in the room you didn’t even look up until someone said your name and coughed. You stood up, said your name was Blade and sat back down. It was pretty funny if Steve “stick up his ass” Rogers wasn’t in the room. Something, I think Clint, said to “show your power” or something like that, and you walked out of the room and everyone followed you to the new high tech training room. You then found a bow staff, broke it in half, had Tony load the most advanced training sequence. You set a record, with the broken staff, in that training session, curtsied, and walked out the room.

Anyways, that's not what this is about, I wanted to write this to let you know that we, the team, are here for you. We care about you. I care about you. So, on that note, you better get your ass back here so we can eat some garlic bread and watch some shitty reality TV.

Love, Natahsa

She stares at her note for a little while, thinking about what she could’ve done to save you, to have you here with her. But instead of you being with the team, with her, you quite possibly, could be dead. She can’t think about that right now. She wipes her tears, closes the journal and gets ready to take a shower. After her shower she gets dressed in shorts, a hoodie and a pair of fuzzy socks. She makes her way out of her room to get something to eat while Clint slides in front of her.

“What's up with you? You got Barnes' broody scowl going on.” He says with a mouthful of food.

“That's cold Clint”

“shut up Barnes, you know it’s true.” He shouted back. “Anyways, seriously, is something wrong?”

“They’re gone Clint. They are gone and we don't know where they are.”

“Who?”

“Are you fucking serious Clint? Blade! Blade is gone! And we have no clue where they are or if they're alive! And you're making jokes right now?!” Her eyes start watering again.

“Oh no Nat, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I didn't know Blade was missing, I thought I saw them walk in.” He says as he pulls her into a hug.

At that moment, Nat lets herself cry. She balls up the front of his shirt and just breaks down. “They’re gone, Clint, and I don't know what to do!” She says through her tears.

“Nat what do you need me to do? Let me help.”

“Find her Clint! Unbreak your arm and fucking find her!’ She cries.

*At the old HYDRA base

After the group of scientists knock you out, again, they put you in an armoured truck, with many following behind, to transfer you from this old base to the new MYST headquarters.

“Madam, what are we supposed to do with the new asset?”

“Tie them up. And make sure that it’s secured, we don't need it escaping again.” Madam orders.

The ride is long and bumpy and these scientists have been pumping you full of fluids and unknown liquids. Pull up to a gate with a pin pad. Madam gets out, puts a passcode in and the gates open up. They pass through the threshold and into what looks like a parking garage. They park the truck and roll you out.

“Hey, hey what's going on?” You say as you start to wake up.

“Ugh, someone take care of this! They woke up again!” Madam yells.

“Hey, no hey! Let's not do this again!” You say.

“That's not an option sweetheart”

“And why is that? Huh? I don't know what you want, other than a winter soldier”

“I want what HYDRA took from me.” She says “Knock her out and start over! We will begin testing strength tomorrow morning!” Madam says as she walks away.

“God, what a bitch.” a scientist mutters under her breath. Heh heh, I like this one.

“I know, at least you're not the one tied to a bed” You say back.

She gasps, “you weren’t supposed to hear that” “Well, I am a well trained spy and assassin, you learn how to pick up on small sounds.” you chuckle.

“Yeah well, still.” She says harshly. “Youre only here for one thing, and it’s my job not to fuck that up, so you weren’t supposed to hear that.” She says as she injects you with more unknown liquid.

You wake up in a new room, tied to a bed this time. Upgrades people, upgrades. Your eyes scan the room and land on two IVs dripping; one blue and one purple. I am going to die here.

“Ahh, you're awake.” Your head snaps to the right.

“Super soldier serum,” She nodded towards the IVs. “Whatever was left of what HYDRA perfected it, I got the last of it when it fell in 2014.” Madam starts.

“What's that purple shit?” You interrupt.

“That purple shit? Really? I've been working on that for years and the best you can do is ‘that purple shit’? Really?” A small scientist comes out from behind Madam.

“Oh sorry, I should be more sensitive, what is that weird ass purple liquid that is being pumped into me?”

“You're a rude person.”

“Yeah well, I'm currently strapped to a bed with strange liquid being pumped into me. I'm obviously not thrilled about it!” You shout.

“Okay, enough! You two are children!'' Madam yells. Children (derogatory).

“The purple stuff is a concentrated metabolism booster. It makes you heal 3x faster than just the super soldier serum. It makes you basically invincible.”

“Oh cool, does it give me laser eyes like Superman too?” wrong universe, shit.

“You are insufferable!” The small scientist exclaims.

“Thanks, it’s my main character trait.” You sass back.

“Oh my god, shut up already!” Madam yells. “Dr. Nichols, you go prep the room while I handle the new asset.” New asset? Get a better name.

You roll your eyes and scoff as the small scientist storms out of the room.

“Got something to say sweetheart?”

“No no, you do your thing”

“In about-” She checks her watch, “10-15 minutes, you’ll have a small device inserted into the back of your neck, specifically at the base of your skull.”

“Sounds painful”

“It is. The device will expand and it will attach to your brain, causing me to be in control.”

oh shit.

“Cat got your tongue sweetheart?” You stay silent. “Well, nice chat! I'll see you later!”

She leaves the room as your eyes start to water. Oh my god. There is no way I'm getting out of this. As you sit there, waiting for what’s going to come next, nats face pops into your head. And the fact that there is a chance that you’ll never see her again, talk to her, touch her again, makes the tears threatening to fall, fall.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff fluff #Natasha Romanoff x ace!raeder #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha x reader #black widow x reader #black widow fluff #black widow #black widow x ace!reader #black widow imagine #marvel x reader #marvel x ace!reader

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your-midwestern-dad · 3 years

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i don't always instantly fall in love with fictional characters, but when i do it's adorable blondes who could kick my ass

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natsfirecat · 2 years

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random headcanons for the stark family

morgan brought a toaster to school to make poptarts and we all know who fault it is

the first time y/n met pepper she wanted to play a prank on tony but ended up scarring pepper and just ran out of the room leaving pepper confused as hell r did this to a bunch of women tony slept with

ever since morgan was born y/n wonders how many siblings they actually have cause with how many women tony slept with r probably has atleast 5 unknow siblings

tony couldn't make a suit around the world so he made suits for his world pepper,rhodey, peter and y/n did the same for nat

r owns a shit ton of black widow merch and stated very clearly nat is her fav avenger cause its true and to annoy her dad insert smug nat

tony taught steve thot means thoughtfull person lol=lots of love wtf=well thats fantastic and bukkake is some new slang

r has a bunch of blackmail on her dad that she uses as a threat when he annoys her ''how about i post that video of you flying into a wall?''

tony bought a alpaca once for r 8 birthday and it ended up spitting all over tony and r thinks thats her best birthday and breaks out laughing whenever she thinks about it

y/n and morgan went sledding with cap shield atleats once

r fond a box of abanddoned puppies and tony was just like ''fine''

90% of tony and y/n agruements are like ''dont get witty wit me!''-tony ''ill get as witty as a want to be!''-r

when tony found out r is dating nat somewhere along the lines r snapped with ''what you said only boys! i just understood the assignment!''

when r and morgan play superhero r steals nat suit and makes a mental note to make something more comfy for her

r is homeschooled for the most part and went to m.i.t when she was very young

tony turned r into ac dc fan ''he kid i have a gift for you!'' ''lemme see! lemme see!'' ''matching shirts now tell me who is the lead singer?'' ''ozzzzzy!'' makes little horns with their tiny hands proud dad noises

because r is most likely homeschool they have a shit ton of hobbies icluding sing and playing the guitar so they can full rock out to some ac dc tony is so proud of them

rhodey visted them alot when r was born ''rhodey what are you doing here?'' ''i ain't here for u im here for the baby'' ouch

r first word is a curse word

tony gave r a necklace with a trackingchip in it and r knows and doesn't care cause they dont want to get kidnnaped again

just 6 words reader first period single dad choas

r hacked jarvis multiple times and managed to make her own suit with out anyone noticing it until it was too late and she was flying around the house

when morgan was born r started to have baby fever nat thought it was adorble and started talking about their future

WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS OH MY GOD PLEASE KEEP PROVIDING THESE AMAZING DRUGS

no but the part about no boys is literally exactly how i would imagine it omg, like reader would even make a tiktok about it

and the fav avenger part 🥺🥺 but also 🤣🤣

AND THE LAST PART AWWWW ABSOLUTELY 1000%

stark!reader x natasha for life 😌😤

#animealways my second drug provider #not that i do actual drugs #still have a rice purity score of 93 😙✌️#anyways #i love this so much tho

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nerd-of-arda · 3 years

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Natasha Romanoff x gn!reader

Summary: The reader is Natasha's s/o. Natasha decides to introduce the reader to Yelena.

Genre: Fluff

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English is not my native language.

You just came home from work and sat on the sofa. You were watching new episodes of a show you've started recently. You were looking forward to a peaceful evening. Your cat jumped on your lap und you stroked her gently, while focusing on the TV. You enjoyed the quietness, even though you missed your girlfriend Natasha. She was currently away on a secret mission, and you couldn't even call her. But the mission was to end soon and you looked forward to seeing your girlfriend again.

That moment, you heard the door opening. You immediately grabbed one of Natasha's guns and made your way to the hallway. You cautiously looked in the hallway, ready to fire your gun. Natasha tries to keep you out of fights, but she wanted you to be prepared for an emergency. You looked in the hallway and saw a silhouette of a hooded figure. They seemed to be unarmed. You stepped into the hallway, pointed your gun at them and asked:

"Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment?" You heard a chuckle and immediately recognised it. You put your gun away and ran towards her.

"Tasha! You're home!" you exclaimed happily and went forward to hug her.

"I missed you too, y/n." she said with a smile. You finally kissed her.

"I thought your mission wasn't supposed to end for another week?" you asked her.

"Someone betrayed us, we couldn't finish it properly." She explained.

That was when you noticed a woman standing behind Natasha in the doorway. Her blonde hair was up in a braid, and she wore a vest over her fighting suit. You also noticed a purple-white-grey-black wristband on her left arm. Natasha signaled her to come closer and said:

"Y/n, meet my sister Yelena. Yelena, this is y/n, my partner."

"Hi, nice to meet you. I didn't know Natasha had a sister."you greeted Yelena.

"Hi y/n, I didn't know Natasha was in a relationship." Yelena answered in an russian accent.

"Come in, I made cookies yesterday, do you want some?" you asked on your way to the living room.

"I absolutely love your cookies." Natasha exclaimed. The three of you sat down on the couch, and you started talking.

After a while Yelena asked the question:

"How did you two meet?"

"It was 5 years ago when I worked at a coffee shop."you began saying, "Nat had a mission in this town and she came here every morning. I thought she was extremely cute. We started talking a little, and she was really nice. One day I wrote my number on her cup and hoped she would call me. The next morning she didn't go to the coffee shop. The weeks went by, and there was no sign of her." That was the part, when Natasha continued telling the story.

"I was on a top-secret mission, and I wasn't allowed to contact anyone. On top of that I didn't want to address my feelings for y/n. When the mission finished, Clint found her number in my phone. He asked me about it and told me to call the person from the coffee shop. So after 3 weeks I finally called her."

"I was really happy when she called me, she told me, she had been busy at work, which wasn't a total lie. She took me on a wonderful date, and I fell in love with her."

"Dating as a spy is really difficult, especially when the other person has no clue what you're doing for a living. After 6 months I finally told her and y/n accepted it. Our relationship has not always been easy, but we love each other and that's enough." Natasha finished your story.

"Aww, I didn't know you were the sentimental type, Natasha." Yelena teased her sister.

You continued talking for a while, and you learned a lot about Natasha's past.

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toasterdrake · 3 years

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Blunt discussion of genitalia and sexual intimacy

lgbtqia+ controversy

(Before people come at me: I'm aroace.)

(I will be using she/her pronouns for Yelena.)

Some aro/acespec people have a problem with Yelena written romantically/sexually. Personally, I don't, but to each their own. If you don't approve of the content, then please just get yourself away from it/ignore it. It's your choice to consume content or not. Pick and choose what you like, support them, ignore what you don't.

I understand that ace/aro representation is important, really, I do, but this fanfiction here isn't invalidation of Yelena's queer identity. This little slice of the internet has the most loving and accepting people I've ever encountered. Worry about all this in canon. Attack the big money-eating corporations doing us dirty, not fan creators just trying to share their love for Yelena.

Even the people trying to police Yelena's queer identity seem to be misinformed, so I want to clarify some things as a member of the ace/arospec community and a fan of Yelena.

MCU Yelena is a different character in a different universe to comics Yelena. They are separate entities

Comics Yelena is the one canon confirmed as ace

MCU Yelena has no canon queer identity (that doesn't mean cishetero is until proven otherwise), but we can infer that she was assigned female at birth.

Neither Yelena has been canon confirmed as aro

Asexuality doesn't come hand-in-hand with aromance

Asexuality is defined as a lack of experiencing sexual attraction.

^ In other words, an ace person doesn't look at a stranger and think 'I want to fuck them'

Aces are still very capable of experiencing aesthetic attraction. (They can think a person is 'hot' without wanting to have sex with them. They're admiring the person's physical beauty without the desire to touch genitals.)

They also have libidos and can get aroused. Being ace doesn't mean someone can't or doesn't have sex.

Sex interest is completely separate to sexual attraction. (-favourable, -indifferent, -repulsed)

Every asexual experiences it differently.

Aromance is defined as a lack of experiencing romantic attraction.

^ In other words, an aro person doesn't look at a stranger and think 'I want to date them'

Aros can still have and want happy, loving, fulfilling romantic relationships. Or not.

Every aromantic experiences it differently.

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I had a random idea for a fic and just wanted the share! Basically Florence meets R at a meet and greet type thing and notices the cuts on her arm and reaches out after the meet and greet? Just an idea 💕 Sending love and if your not comfortable with this request that’s okay!

A Little Change

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader

Summary: Meeting Florence at a comic con was a dream come true & being so caught up in the moment, you weren’t aware that Florence saw how much you were struggling.

Angst, Comfort

Warnings: Mentions of self-harm & cuts, Depression | 1.4K

AC: Please only read this if you are comfortable! My asks/dms are always open for anybody who needs somebody to talk too, even if you just need to scream! I’m sending everybody love and hugs! I used reference from another message Flo sent to a lucky fan and tweaked it a little! I hope you enjoy x

Nerves filled your body as you waited patiently in line to be the next person to meet one of your idols. You've been counting down to this moment since your local comic con announced the guest line up. 'Florence Pugh'in black bold letters making your heart skip a beat as you make sure to set a timer on your phone for when the tickets went on sale. It was no doubt one of the most stressful 20 minutes of your life when they went on sale, but luck was on your side, and you were able to buy a meet and greet token as well as an autograph token.

"Please place your phone in the basket" the security spoke kindly to you. Professional photos were being taken and mobile phones weren't allowed in the room, you didn't care though. You were meeting Florence Pugh in a matter or seconds. You placed your phone in the small basket and smiled softly at the security guard.

"Don't be nervous" he said, catching you slightly off guard. "She's lovely, you'll love every second of it" he added.

"Thank you" you replied with another soft smile just as the photographer called for the next person, you.

The security guard spread open the curtain for you as your eyes saw the first glimpse of Florence who was wearing a pink tank cropped tee with denim jeans finished with a white and light pink striped shirt. She smiled warmly at you as you nervously walked up to her.

"Hi! What's your name?" she asked in her thick, raspy British accent.

"Hi!" you smiled, "I'm Y/n" you added.

"I'm Florence! It's lovely to meet you, Y/n" she smiled before embracing you in a welcoming hug. She smelt of vanilla hint of floral citrus, no doubt it was probably one of the many Valentino perfumes. The hug lasted longer than you thought, going into these events you knew the interactions would be short and sweet, two minutes at the most.

"I just wanna say how much I love you in Little Women, but I will always love Black Widow!" you said once you were both looking at one another again, Florence's hands on your biceps as she smiled softly.

"Thank you so much, I'm glad you love them" she replied, "I love your necklace, it's beautiful!" she added while eyeing off the gold necklace that had a heart pendant with the first letter of your name on it. "Oh this? it's just an old necklace I've had since forever" you chuckled, "but thank you!" you quickly added so you didn't sound rude.

"Shall we take a picture?" Florence asked, her smile never leaving her lips. Somehow Florence was able to make you forget that you were meeting somebody you looked up to a lot and more like you were just having out with a friend. Your nervous had disappeared and your smile only grew bigger knowing you'd never forget this event.

The two of you turned to face the photographer, "Do you mind if I put my arm around you?" you asked out of respect. Florence nodded, "you're so kind for asking" she said before looking back towards the camera. "Do you mind if we pull a silly face?" you asked. Again, Florence nodded before the two of you pulled a goofy face as the photography's camera flashed it's bright light.

Once the photo was taken, you turned to face Florence once more, accidentally dropping your paper token on the floor. As you reach down to grab it, Florence noticed the red cuts on your wrist. Out of respect she didn't say anything, but she couldn't understand why somebody as sweet as you was hurting so much.

"Thank you so much for coming today, it was an honour to meet you" Florence smiled soft at you once more. "I should be thanking you! Coming all this way, it means a lot and I will remember this for the rest of my life" you replied.

"Oh, stop it! You're too kind!" Florence chuckled before embracing you in one last hug, "have a wonderful rest of your day!" she added.

"I will! I'll see you again at the autograph table!" you smiled as you were being rushed out for the next person.

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Later that night after checking the comic con's website over and over for the uploads of the meet and greet photos, your photo was finally uploaded. Saving it to your phone and making it your new wallpaper, you decided to post it to Instagram.

"yourusername: It was a dream meeting you today! Thank you so much!! @florencepugh"

A smile tugged at your lips as you stared at the image on your phone before falling asleep.

The morning sun warmly kissed your face as it crept into your bedroom through the crack in your curtain, waking you softly with its warmth. You groaned softly before stretching and reaching over to see what the time was. 10:45am in bold stare back at you until your eyes dropped to the notification that made your heart skip a beat.

You read the notification to yourself a million times thinking you were just dreaming before you unlocked your phone and punched in your passcode. Your thumb hovered over the Instagram app for a moment before opening it. Your mind was racing as to why Florence would be messaging you, or how she even found your Instagram. There it was, 1 message notification and over 20 notifications from people liking and commenting on your meet & greet photo with Florence.

The blue tick next to Florence's name only made your heart beat faster knowing it was actually Florence and not just some poser or a fan page with a similar username. You took a moment to calm yourself before opening the message, curious as to why she was reaching out to you, it just felt like a dream.

-Florence Pugh:

Hey lovely! I hope it's okay I reach out like this…it was lovely meeting you yesterday, you're a very sweet and funny person! I hope to meet you again someday soon!

I don't mean to overstep anything, but I noticed something that worried me when we met yesterday, and I just wanted to make sure you're okay and that you're not alone.

I can understand how feeling low and broken can feel. It's so hard pulling yourself out of a pit when you feel like you're sat at the bottom of the pit. I just want to say I'm so sorry you feel this way and that you feel the need to self-harm.

Sometimes I feel the same as you, I feel weak and broken and I don't know how to look up but I have learnt that the moment you sense yourself falling, you HAVE to kick your mind and body into a different gear. Moving your body will automatically release serotonin and will help your mood!

Make a happy playlist, add music from all around the world that makes you happy. Add to it daily, I do this when I am sad.

You're human and sometimes we feel extremely happy and sometimes we feel extremely low. Learn to acknowledge that this happens and be kind to yourself. You're amazing, you deserve happiness, you deserve to love yourself, you deserve good friends, and you deserve to be a good friend. All these skills take years to learn about yourself, so I'm not expecting you to turn it around tomorrow! Just do a little bit a day.

A little change here and there and most importantly, don't think of yourself as a screw up or that you're worthless! The world is at your fingertips!

Can you promise me something? No matter how low and broken and weak you feel, always try and find something that you know will make you get up and move. Whether its doing a stupid dance to a song in your bedroom or walk around a park and see all the colours around you, cook something colourful, fresh and tasty!

You're amazing, never forget that!

All my love,

Florence xx-

Her message brought tears to your eyes, leaving you speechless. You took a mental note on some of the tips that Florence mentioned. You promised not only Florence but yourself to try them when your thoughts got dark again, when you felt low and alone. You wanted the cuts on your arm would fade to scars, you wanted to be happy and overcome the darkness that had a hold over you. You wanted the next time you'd meet Florence you'd be able to tell her how far you've come and just how much you needed her message without even knowing it.

All these things you mentioned in your reply, promising her that next time you both share a hug that you'll hug her a little tighter and thank her for being the inspiration and role model she is too you.

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