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A/N: I'm pretty sure I wrote this while being zoned out. I don't really expect anyone to read this one. Was gonna erase it but @marvels-writings insisted that I should post it so... here it is I suppose.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters on this fic, they belong to Marvel.

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"Hey love"

"Hi honey" you pressed a kiss to Natasha's forehead as you sat down next to her on the couch. "I was wondering if you have any plans today?" 

"Not much, just gonna go to town with Bruce." 

Your smile disappeared as soon as she mentioned his name. This had been going on for a few weeks now, every time you tried to spend some time with your girlfriend she always had something scheduled with him.

"O-oh, I understand..." 

"What's wrong?" She brought her hand to slowly caress your face, but you slowly leaned away from her touch and got up.

"N-nothing darling... Have fun today." 

Before the redhead had the chance to ask anything else you had already left, ready to lock yourself in your shared room and lay down in bed, tears slowly dropping down your face.

Days passed as you slowly got accustomed to the pain and the heartbreak, used now to the russian assassin giving most of her attention to Banner. Every small touch, every laugh, it all made your blood boil but what hurt the most was knowing you were loosing her… You could see it in the way she looked at him, in the way she talked about him. 

It was driving you insane…

No matter how much Natasha reassured you that you were the one she wanted, the one she loved with her entire heart, you weren't oblivious to the way Bruce felt about her. And it was only a matter of time before the redhead would slip out of your arms and into his.

And yet you wouldn't leave, you would never leave her, because she was your everything... and so long as your heart kept beating, you would always love her and stay right by her side...

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Coming home (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters on this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: got some angst, but it ends well, I promise!

Not my best work, but I finally got it done. I really struggled with this one. Anyway, this is Light Remains’ second part! Hope you guys enjoy!^^

“Wanda, come on, you need to eat something.” Clint pleaded, leaning against the still closed door.

She hasn’t left her room since the day she lost the love of her life.

She hasn’t left her room since she lost you.

“I’m not hungry.” Came the girl’s answer, earning a sigh from the archer.

“You need to take care of yourself. Please, just come out for a bit.” Silence is his only answer, and Clint just shakes his head as he stands to leave. “I’ll come back later, okay?”

Again, Wanda just remained silent, earning another defeated sigh from Clint. He returned to the kitchen, where the whole team awaited any news about the situation of their heartbroken friend.

“How is she?” Bucky asked when they noticed Clint’s presence looming in the doorway.

“She still refuses to come out. Said she isn’t hungry.” The archer explained, watching as all lowered their gazes.

“Did you get to see her?” Sam quizzed next, to which Clint shook his head.

“No, Wanda didn’t open the door. I sat outside, trying to get her to come with me.”

A tense stillness spread around the room, weighing down on everyone present. They just wanted to help the poor girl, but her despair and sorrow was something they couldn’t simply erase.

All of a sudden Natasha stood up, almost knocking over the chair she was previously on, and sped across the kitchen in the direction of the sokovian witch’s room.

“Nat-”

“No.” She cut Steve off. “I understand the pain she’s in, but I’m not gonna leave her to go through this by herself. Let alone allow her to starve herself to death. ” The redhead knew she was being harsh, but she cared deeply for Wanda. She couldn’t stand seeing her suffering so much.

The rest of the team didn’t dare contradict her, so Natasha marched along the hallway and stopped in front of Wanda’s room. Taking a deep breath, the spy knocked on the door and waited, but no sound came from inside.

“Wanda? I know you’re in there. Let me in.” She asked softly.

Nothing.

Instead of leaving, Natasha carefully picked the lock and slipped inside.Better to ask forgiveness than permission, they said.

The room was dark, but didn’t show any sign of disorder. Natasha silently approached the bed, sitting at the edge.

“Hey, I know you’re hurting. So please, don’t shut me out.” The russian spy mumbled, running a hand up and down Wanda’s arm.

“I don’t want to talk…” The younger girl said, voice raw from crying.

“I understand, and you don’t have to. But don’t distance yourself from us, okay? We want to help, you just need to let us try.”

Wanda shook as tears blurred her vision again. She turned to face the redhead, letting Nat pull her into a comforting hug. She clung to her shirt, sobbing, as Natasha ran her fingers soothingly through her hair.

Neither of them said anything, they didn’t need to.

“It hurts…” The brunette whispered brokenly once she managed to calm her ragging emotions. “It hurts so much…”

“I know. But you can’t throw away your life like this, she wouldn’t want that.” Natasha said carefully, in case her words had the wrong effect on the grieving witch.

“I miss her…” Wanda whimpered, clinging harder to the russian spy.

“I know.” She repeated, letting out a few tears of her own. “Don’t lose hope just yet. I’m sure (Y/N) will come back. She’ll come back home…”

Slowly, and with the team’s help, Wanda started getting better. As the days passed, she kept getting healthier, recovering step by step. She still felt numb without you by her side, but she realized Nat was right. She couldn’t lose her hope.

She had to believe in you.

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“Miss Maximoff, Captain Rogers is requesting your presence in the medical wing.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. alerted her, and Wanda frowned. What could Steve need from her in the med-bay?

Not giving it much thought, she left her room and started making her way there, accidentally bumping into Banner.

“Sorry Bruce. Hey, do you know why Steve called me to the med-bay?” Wanda asked, frowning when the scientist fidgeted with his hands nervously.

“I think it’s better if you find out by yourself…” He answered softly, before disappearing down the hallway.

Even more confused than earlier, the brunette fastened her pace and entered the room. Instead of focusing on the supersoldier, her attention was drawn to another person, who was currently lying unconscious in one of the beds.

“(Y/N)…” She whispered, tears already streaking down her face, as she neared your bloodied and beaten form. Taking your hand carefully, Wanda turned to Steve. “How-”

“Fury sent a search party to scout the place. Found her near, she was already unconscious. She must have found her way out of the base after you left, but she lost a lot of blood.” He explained. “I think it’s best if I leave you alone. Call us if you need anything, okay?”

Nodding, Wanda sat on the empty chair by your bed. She didn’t even notice Steve leaving.

“Hey…” The sokovian witch mumbled, thumb stroking the skin on your knuckles. “I- I missed you. A lot. I thought-” Her voice caught in her throat, tears still falling uncontrollably. “I thought I lost you…” She sobbed.

Pausing to regain some control over her emotions, she finally looked at your injuries (or what could be seen that wasn’t covered by the bandages).

Your face was covered in cuts and bruises, your arms as well. She couldn’t see the rest of your body, but the cast on your left leg showed that it was broken, probably because of the rubble falling over you. 

“It hurt so much, believing that I’d never get to see you again…” She continued, gaze locked into your intertwined hands. “You promised me- you promised you’d never leave me so, please-” Wanda choked out, “please, you have to wake up.”

She repeated the same plea over and over again, until she fell asleep.

It took you two weeks to regain some strength. Wanda never left your side during your recovery, watching over your unmoving form. She was scared that if she moved, the slow and steady beeping of the heart monitor would suddenly stop, leaving her broken all over again.

That never happened though, and exactly fourteen days after they found you, Wanda woke up to the feeling of slightly calloused hands running softly through her brown locks.

Stirring a bit, Wanda slowly opened her eyes, before bolting upwards.

“You’re awake!” She cried, hands moving to cover her mouth in disbelief. 

You laughed, and moved your arm to take one of her hands.

“I am.” You said, wiping some stray tears from her face.

“How- How can you LAUGH at something like this?! Do you have any idea of how much I suffered?!” She nearly screamed, furious. That made you sober up immediately, struggling to sit without worsening your wounds.

“Wanda-” 

“Do you know how much it hurt to think I’d never see you again?!” She rambled, not even looking at you as the young witch poured her heart out to you. “It broke my heart leaving you behind like you asked me to, it felt like losing a piece of my soul. I-”

She finally broke down and hugged you tightly, mindful of your injuries. You wrapped your arms around her carefully, trying to soothe your distraught girlfriend.

“I- I thought I lost you. You really scared me…” 

“I’m sorry.” You whispered. “But I told you I’d always come home, right? I’ll always come back to you.” You added, pulling her into a tender, loving kiss. You moved slightly over to make room for her on the bed. “Come here, love.”

Wanda hesitated, but ultimately allowed you to pull her onto the bed, and laid down beside you. She placed her arm over your chest, running her fingers over the bandages peeking out when she felt you place a kiss to her forehead.

“I missed you so much.” The sokovian girl muttered, breath tickling the skin of your neck.

“I missed you too. I’m really sorry, sweetheart.” You apologized again, hearing her soft hum.

It would take some time for both of you to heal, physically and emotionally, as this was a terrifying experience for you two. But right now, lying in your arms, Wanda knew that you’d always keep your promise.

You’d always come back to her. 

You’ll always come home.

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Light remains (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters on this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: mentions of blood, angst.

Request:  hey! could i request wander x fem!reader where they’re on a mission together n get trapped under rubble where r has super strength and is holding the rubble up. both are injured but r is trying to hide but is faaading! i love angst haha thanks!!

“Good morning.” I heard, making me lift my gaze from the folder that Steve gave me half an hour ago.

“Hi Nat, good morning. Back from training?”

“Yeah. Just took a shower, actually.” The redhead answered, sitting across from me at the kitchen counter. “What are you up to, little witch?” She asked curiously, nodding to the papers still in my hands. 

“Oh, Steve assigned me a mission. It’s a simple one, in and out.” I explained, handing her the file so she could have a look at it.

“Yeah, doesn’t seem too complicated…” Nat mumbled, carefully skimming through the documents. “Are you going alone?” She quizzed next, looking at me.

“No, (Y/N) is going with me.” I said, and saw her nod slightly, before smiling and giving me back the folder.

“That’s good, you two are an amazing team. Be careful, okay?”

“We will. Thanks, Nat.” I stood and gave her a short hug, before making my way into the room I shared with my girlfriend. 

(Y/N) and I met shortly after Sokovia. She was undercover on a mission when everything happened, so we didn’t see each other for the first time until she arrived back from Italy around two or three months later.  We quickly became good friends, constantly hanging out when we had one of those scarce days off.  Natasha always said we were inseparable.

As time passed, I found myself falling for her. (Y/N) had a heart of gold, but didn’t hold back defending her friends. And being a mutant herself, having super strength, she understood how I felt when people called me a monster. She was always by my side when I needed her, and that’s something I’m really grateful for. 

I reached our room, still thinking about the day we started dating, when I felt a pair of strong yet gentle arms carefully wrapping around my waist and lifting me up.

“Missed me?” I laughed, circling her waist with my legs as my own arms found their way around her neck. 

“Of course I missed you, love.” (Y/N) mumbled against my neck, where she placed a few kisses. She looked up at me, a soft smile playing on her lips, before I closed the distance and kissed her. “Ready for today?”

“Yeah. I’m still nervous, though. I feel like something is going to go wrong…”

“It will be fine, darling. We’ll be together, and we’ll protect each other. Don’t think too much about it, okay?” I nodded, making (Y/N) smile again before carrying me to our bed. “So, we still have some hours before we need to leave. Wanna watch a movie to help you relax a bit?” She suggested.

“Of course.” I answered, snuggling into my girlfriend’s warm embrace.

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I fell to my knees, exhausted, after rounding yet another corner of the nearly destroyed base. 

“Hey, come on, lean on me love…” I heard (Y/N) mumble as she leaned down to help me up. “We’re almost there, okay? I know you’re tired but we need to keep moving.”

We walked for around twenty minutes before I caught her wincing. Placing a hand on (Y/N)’s chest, I turned to look better at her. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, it’s nothing. Let’s go, we’re a-” Suddenly, the ground started shaking, probably because of another explosion somewhere in the building. I noticed some cracks forming on the walls beside us, that were quickly expanding. Some debris started to fall off, and I screamed, waiting for the pain.

When I didn’t feel it, I opened my eyes to find my exhausted girlfriend holding the rubble up. I was sure this was taking a toll on her, so I offered to help her with my powers.

“No, i-it’s okay… Just keep going, I’ll b-be right behind y-you.”

“I’m not gonna leave you here by yourself. I-” I stopped when I noticed the red substance leaking from her suit. “(Y/N)… you’re bleeding!” As I looked at her wound closer, I realized that it wasn’t recent… “How long have you been covering this?!”

“It’s nothi-” A third explosion rang off, drowning my girlfriend’s reply and putting more strain on her since more debris started to fall. “Go!”

“I’m not gonna leave you here!” I screamed, tears forming in my eyes. “What happened to protect each other? What about the promises you made to me?! I’m not going to leave you behind, I can’t-”

“Shh, I know.” Even though she barely could talk properly with the strain her body was in, (Y/N) smiled softly. “Transit umbra, lux permanet… Remember what it means, darling?”

I let out a sob, nodding slowly. “Shadow passes, light remains…”

“You are my light, Wanda. You brought out the best part of me. I p-promised, t-that I would take care of y-you, r-right?” (Y/N) struggled to say. We were running out of time… She wouldn’t be able to keep up for too long. “You need to leave.”

“I love you.” I choked out, before turning and running to the exit.

“I love you too, darling.” Was the last thing I heard before the rubble fell one last time…

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Sweet Dreams (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: none.

Summary: Wanda has been having trouble sleeping, but maybe one of those rough nights will give her the courage to confess her feelings.

Wanda bolted up, shaking and covered in sweat. She’s been having the same nightmare for a few weeks, and she knew she wouldn’t be having any sleep for the rest of the night.

She stood and made her way to the living room, thinking that maybe watching something on the TV could help to calm her down a bit.

“Why are you awake?” A soft voice asked her from the kitchen. Startled, Wanda found herself staring at a pair of (y/e/c) eyes, which were filled with concern.

“(Y/N), you scared me!” She laughed, scolding her (y/h/c) haired friend and fellow avenger.

“Sorry about that. Are you alright, though?” (Y/N) said, making their way to the couch where she sat.

“Yes. I just couldn’t sleep…”

“Nightmares again?” (Y/N) asked softly, sitting next to her.

“Yeah. It’s the same every night.” Wanda whispered, leaning her head on their shoulder. “Anyway, why are you awake?” She asked them.

“I just came back from a mission.” (Y/N) answered, gesturing towards the bag laying next to the elevator. “Besides, I never sleep. It’s a side effect of my powers.”

“Don’t you ever get tired?” Wanda asked curiously. Now that she thought about it, she’d never seen her friend tired enough to fall asleep; even after a tough mission, (Y/N) never fell asleep on the way back like some of the team members had done sometimes.

“No, I don’t. Well… I do get tired, especially after some missions, but it’s just that, and I don’t need to sleep to recover.” (Y/N) explained, running their fingers lightly through her hair.

Sometimes she wondered how she got a friend like (Y/N). They met in Sokovia, when Wanda and Pietro volunteered for the experiments. The three of them quickly became good friends, and they stayed together after Pietro’s death and Ultron’s defeat. Wanda thought about the day they met: how she looked through the glass of her cell trying to find the source of the negative thoughts that filled her head, how her gaze met vibrant (y/e/c) eyes. She could feel how distressed the person was, and so she tried to help them by entering their mind.

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Wanda searched for the person whose thoughts invaded her mind. They were swirling in her head, and it was almost overwhelming. She found vibrant (y/e/c) eyes staring into nothing but the glass in front of them, projecting the thoughts of their owner. The anger, the fear, the anxiety… it all came flooding into her head and she couldn’t stand it.

‘You alright?’ She sent into their mind, watching as their eyes focused on the real world, on her. She didn’t know how they knew it was her, but she didn’t thought too much of it. Suddenly she couldn’t hear anything, their mind was completely blank. But after a while, she could see them nodding to her. ‘I’m Wanda, and you?’ she sent again, and this time she received an actual answer, but not by reading their thoughts.

She saw something moving in her cell through the corner of her eyes; and when she looked back, she found herself staring at some kind of black mist floating in the air, forming letters:

‘(Y/N)’

Since that little exchange they both talked often, knowing each other and the abillities you two had, and comforting one another when needed. It didn’t take much to add Pietro to this friendship, and so the three kept together through every moment.

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“Wands?” (Y/N)’s voice startled her out of her reverie, and she focused back on her friend who was looking at her quite concerned. “Hey, you alright?”

“Yeah, just remembering something. How we met, actually.” She answered, a light blush appearing on her face. “After that day you always were there for me when I needed you, even after Pietro’s death you still stayed by my side.” 

“Well, that’s what friends are for, right?” (Y/N) replied, with a soft smile dancing on their lips. Friends. Wanda couldn’t help but feel her chest tightening. After everything they went through, it didn’t take much to the young witch to realize that she had a slight crush on them, a feeling that grew every passing day.

What she didn’t know, though, was that (Y/N) felt the same way about her. They thought that Wanda just wanted both of them to remain as good friends, and it pained them not telling her the way they felt. (Y/N) didn’t want to lose her before they could be with her.

They kept talking for about a half hour, until (Y/N) could see how tired Wanda was.

“Come on, it’s pretty late already. You should try to sleep…” They murmured, watching as she nodded, clearly sleepy. “Here, I’ll walk you to your room.” (Y/N) stood and helped her up, before walking through the halls of their floor.

When they stood in front of her door, (Y/N) bid her a goodnight before turning away to leave.

“Wait!” Wanda reached out and grabbed their arm. (Y/N) turned again, and saw a few tears running down her face. “T-The nightmare… the one that has been stuck in my head for a while… you were in it.” She admitted quietly, focusing her gaze on the floor. She could feel their stare on her, so she kept explaining. “It always ends the same… it was a mission, the whole team was there. But it was a trap… a-and you…”

(Y/N) placed their hand on her cheek, wiping away a few tears. Wanda finally met their gaze, losing herself in those (y/e/c) orbs. “You… y-you died…” she finished, voice barely a whisper. “You died right in front of me, and I-I couldn’t do anything to save you and-”

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m right here, with you.” They soothed, pulling her into a tight hug. Wanda wrapped her arms around (Y/N)’s taller frame, her hands grabbing tightly onto their shirt. “I’m not going anywhere, I promise you. You won’t lose me, never, not if…” They stopped, realising they were about to confess their feelings for her.

“Not if what?” She mumbled, confused.

“Not if you give me the chance to be by your side…” (Y/N) confessed softly. “Wanda, I have feelings for you. I’ve had for a while, but I didn’t have the courage to tell you. I couldn’t bear with the thought of losing you, so I kept it to myself…”

“You… you love me?” Wanda pulled away to look at them, still holding on to them. “I have feelings for you too, b-but I thought you-” And suddenly (Y/N) leaned down to kiss her sweetly, cutting her off. Wanda moved her hands, resting them around (Y/N)’s neck while they placed theirs on her hips. After a bit, they pulled away, and she rested her forehead against theirs.

“Come on, I can tell you’re really tired. This time I’ll be by your side, so you don’t have to worry about anything.” They chuckled and Wanda nodded. Both entered her room and layed down on her bed. She snuggled into their embrace, and after a few minutes, (Y/N) felt her breathing even out.

“Don’t worry, love. I’ll never leave you.” They whispered, kissing her forehead. “Sweet dreams.”

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Three words (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: none.

Request:  REQUEST TIME!!! May I pleaaaaaase request Wanda x reader? Super fluff. Maybe their first “I love you” or they finding their way out of the inquiring looks of those in the compound after they were caught kissing? I NEED THE FLUFF! Thank you Sammy 💕

“How’s my favourite witch doing?” You asked when Wanda came to sit next to you. The compound was hosting another of Tony’s parties, so the room was crowded with people chattering happily.

“I don’t know. I just- you know, sometimes I feel like I don’t belong here…” She confessed, running a hand through her hair. 

“Come on, don’t say that.” You placed your hand on her shoulder, rubbing it soothingly. She was still a fairly new member of the team, and you understood that she could have doubts sometimes.“Of course you belong here. You made mistakes, but you also learned from them.” Wanda looked at you and smiled softly. 

You stood there talking for some more minutes, until you noticed a certain song start to play. Standing up, you stretched out your hand asking:

“May I have this dance?”

“Of course.” Wanda took your hand and stood as well, letting you lead her. As her arms went to wrap around your neck, yours found her waist, and you started swaying to the soft tune.

After a bit, though, you noticed she looked almost restless. “Hey, are you okay?” You whispered, and Wanda smiled gratefully at you.

“It’s a bit crowded in here, can we leave? Please.” 

“Sure. Come on.” You two left the party and went to your room, where you decided to just watch a movie together. At some point, Wanda ended up laying on top of you, with your arms wrapped around her and you absentmindedly drawing random paterns on her back. You still had your eyes glued to the screen, but the sokovian witch was staring intently at you. She’s had a crush on you for quite some time now, and she wondered if you felt the same.

“Something wrong?” You asked when you noticed her staring. Wanda shook her head, and mustering up some courage, she leaned in to kiss you. She felt you kiss back immediately, and when you pulled away you both were breathless. 

“Would you like to go out with me?” Wanda asked you, receiving a quick peck to her lips.

“Thought you’d never ask, sweetheart.”

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That was nearly a month ago. You two started dating shortly after, and still hadn’t told the team about it.

Wanda woke up to the feeling of your fingers gently caressing the soft skin on her neck. Confused at first, she slowly began remembering why she sneaked into your room last night. Wanda turned to face you, excitement clearly visible in her eyes, just to be greeted with a dazzling smile from you.

You leaned in to kiss her forehead, whispering against her skin “Happy birthday, malen'kaya ved'ma (little witch).”

“You’re so sweet. Thank you, (Y/N).” She whispered back, her sokovian accent more noticeable in her still sleepy state.

“You still want to celebrate it? I know you miss your brother…” You asked her, and she gave you a quick peck. 

“Yes, I want to. He wouldn’t want me moping around on our birthday.” Wanda smiled softly, and with another tender kiss to your lips, she stood up and proceeded to steal one of your hoodies. “So, everyone’s out today?”

“Yeah, seems like we have the entire compound to ourselves.” You stood up as well, wrapping your arms around her waist and pressing a kiss to the back of her neck. “No hiding from the team on your day… What do you want to do?”

“Just wanna watch a movie and cuddle with you, that’s enough for me.”

The next few hours were spent tangled into each other’s embrace, just enjoying the sweet words and touches that were hidden from the team. It wasn’t until some hours later that you left the couch to enter the kitchen, where you got the ingredients to make a small cake for her. After some minutes, soft whines from the common room made you chuckle. Seconds later you feel slender arms wrapping around your waist.

“Give me attention…” Wanda mumbled against the skin on your neck.

“But I have to-”

“Pleeeeease” She pouted, giving your neck a few kisses, efectively distracting you from your task. In your haste to turn in her arms, you knocked the bowl with flour, making the white powder fly all over the both of you.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry.” You say between laughter, and Wanda smeared some of the flour on your face. 

“It’s okay, ‘Casper’” Wanda joked,making you groan.

“I’m not a ghost…” You grumbled, wrapping her in your arms.

“Yes, you are. You’re my ghost.” Her lips met yours in a soft, passionate kiss, but it was cut short by a cough. You both jumped, startled by the sudden interaction to be met with the whole team smirking at you.

“You sure know how to give us the slip, don’t you?” Natasha teased, and you both began stuttering out a reply. Steve was the one to cut you off this time:

“It’s okay, you don’t have to explain it. I won’t deny that we’re hurt you kept this from us, but you are cute together.” He smiled, gaining a chorus of agreements, before everyone went out to relax after their missions.

“Don’t forget to clean up the mess!” Tony called back, making you two laugh again. 

After cleaning up the kitchen and a nice shower to get rid of the flour, you both found yourselves on your now shared room. Since the team now knew, it didn’t make sense to keep sneaking into each other’s room.

You both laid down on the bed, and Wanda soon snuggled into your arms, head tucked in the crook of your neck. You ran your fingers through her soft hair, and without thinking the words slipped past your lips. “I love you…”

Wanda looked up at you, mouth slightly agape and eyes fixed on yours. Before she could say anything, you kept going.

“I know it’s a bit sudden, but I know that you’re the one to me. You’ve become my entire universe. I love you, little witch.” You whispered, eyes full of love and adoration for the sokovian girl laying in your arms.

“I love you, too. You mean so much to me.” Leaning up, she kissed you deeply, pouring every emotion into it. “Thank you for making this the best day of my life.”

“I should be the one thanking you.” Wanda looked at you, confused, and you smiled:

“Thank you for lighting up my world.”

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Night confessions (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters on this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: none.

Summary: A mission gone wrong and a night talk leads you and Wanda to finally confess your feelings to one another.

When Wanda saw you for the first time, she was taken aback. She always heard about how ruthless and cocky you were.

When she walked into the training facility that day, she saw that the rumors were true, but she also noticed how fake that was. ‘Maybe that’s why Nat became so attached’, she thought while she watched you two laughing during a break between sparring matches. You and Natasha had similar pasts, being trained as a child to become a master assassin.

As time went by, she kept discovering small glimpses of that soft side you hid to everyone. And without knowing when it happened, Wanda found herself falling for you.

************

“You should tell them.” Clint told her one afternoon while they watched you compete with Sam on a bet. The rest of the team were standing around the table in which you both were seated, all except Wanda, Clint and Natasha, who were sitting on the couch and also staring intently at the interaction. 

“I don’t even know if they feel the same.” Wanda argued, looking down slightly. You two barely spoke because Wanda was a stuttering mess every time you were in the same room. She thought that you only saw her as a teammate, so she never even considered confessing her feelings.

“You won’t until you speak to them.” Natasha remarked, placing her arm around her shoulders. “You know, (Y/N) has a soft spot for you.”

“How can you tell?” In that same instant, the whole crowd of heroes erupted in cheers, and (Y/N) stood up.

“So sorry Wilson, but victory is mine!” (Y/N) declared, fist-bumping the air while Sam slouched on his chair. The (h/c) haired avenger looked at Wanda, momentarily breaking the arrogant façade to send her a small smile.

“Well…” the sokovian witch turned her head to see Natasha already smirking at her. “Let’s just say I have a feeling they do.” the redhead spy teased.

Wanda was about to reply, but was interrupted by Maria Hill, who had just entered the room. “Rogers, (L/N) and Barton, suit up. You three have a last minute mission.” She said, giving them the files with the information. “Get everything you’ll need and get on the quinjet in ten minutes.”

“Got it.” Clint and (Y/N) said at the same time, and Steve just nodded, before the three of them left to suit up.

“Come on, what are you waiting for?” Natasha nudged her lightly, gesturing towards the hallway that lead to your room. “Go say goodbye!”

Wanda stood up and walked along the hallway, bumping into you in the process. “Oh, hey Maximoff. Sorry but I have to go.” You excused yourself before walking past her.

“(Y/N), wait!” She calls out, and you turn to face her again.

“Yeah? Something wrong?”

“No, I just… Good luck.” Wanda muttered, backing down a bit.

“Thanks.” (Y/N) hesitated before giving her a short and awkward hug. They broke apart and (Y/N) marched off to the quinjet. 

*********

It’s been two weeks now since (Y/N), Steve and Clint returned from their mission, but Wanda hasn’t seen you at all. She knew you came back with the other two, but after the debrief meeting it was like you had disapeared.

As she entered the kitchen, she came across from Clint, who had just finished his training session.

“Hey Clint! Do you know what happened to (Y/N)?” Wanda questioned the archer, who soon adquired a grim look on his face.

“Wanda, maybe you should give them some more time. This last mission took a toll on them.”

“What? Clint, you have to tell me what happened there. Please.” She begged him, fearing what she was about to hear.

That same night, Wanda was completely restless and couldn’t sleep . She stood up and left her room, walking around the hallways. She reached the roof, where she found you sitting alone, looking at the night sky.

“Why are you up so late?” Came your voice, completely emotionless.

“I can’t sleep.” Wanda swallowed nervously. It was like a part of you was empty, like you didn’t have any feelings. “C-can I…Can I stay with you?” She stuttered, and watched as you nodded silently.

Wanda slowly made her way to you and sat by your side. She looked at you. To everyone you seemed completely stoic, but she knew you were broken.

“Are you okay?” What a stupid question, she thought immediately, but she didn’t know how to approach the subject.

“Why do you ask?” Was your only answer, voice barely above a whisper.

“Nobody has seen you in days.” She waited for your answer, but you just shrugged. “Holding everything in doesn’t help and you know it…” She sighed.

“I’m alri-”

“Stop pretending like everything is fine!” Wanda finally snapped, and you turned to her, surprised. “This isn’t you. Even after the worst scenarios during a mission, you’ve never acted like this! Where’s that confidence of yours!?” She took a deep breath, calming herself before continuing. “It has to be really serious to leave you like this. So please, what happened back there?”

“You already know… Clint told you this morning, right?”

“Yeah, so it was true…”

Silence engulfed the both of you for some minutes. You looked at Wanda again, and before you could say anything she muttered.

“Stop.” You looked at her confused. “You’re thinking too loud. And that’s not true, you’re not a monster.” She explained.

“But they died because of my mistake.” You weakly argued, looking down at your lap. Wanda had never saw you so vulnerable.

“You couldn’t do anything. Stop blaming yourself.”

“Why?” Now it was Wanda’s turn to be confused. “Why are you helping me?”

‘Now or never’ She thought, and took a deep breath.

“Because I love you, (Y/N)” Wanda finally confessed. “I care about you and it pained me not seeing you this two weeks. Even if you don’t feel the same, I’ll always be here for you.” You stood silent for some minutes, just looking at her, and that made Wanda a bit anxious. “Please, just say something!” She exclaimed.

“I never said I didn’t feel the same.” You admitted.

“What?” Wanda froze. Did she heard you correctly?

“You’re talking too much, just shut up and hold me.” You groaned jokingly, and you both laughed before Wanda wrapped her arms around your shoulders and pulled you into her.

After some time just basking in each other’s warmth, you catched Wanda trying to stiffle a yawn.

“Half asleep already?” You teased, smiling softly.

“Yeah, but I can’t sleep. I know I’ll just end waking up screaming again.” Wanda sighed. You stood up and took her hand in yours, making her stand as well. “What-”

“Just come with me.”

You guided her to your room, where you laid down on your bed and patted your chest, waiting for her to do the same. Wanda laid beside you, leaning her head on your shoulder, and cuddled closer to you. When she was comfortable, you tenderly wrapped your arms around her small frame and kissed the top of her head.

“Goodnight, little witch.” You whispered, chuckling.

“Night, (Y/N/N)…” She answered before she let herself drift off to sleep, exhausted.

The next morning you woke to the feeling of slender fingers running gently through your hair. You slowly opened your eyes, focusing on the loving gaze that Wanda gave you.

“I’ve had nightmares every night for the past days and now they’re gone, how did you do that?” She whispered, tilting her head to the side a bit with a smirk.

“Dunno, maybe I’m your dreamcatcher.” You joked, getting a giggle and a soft kiss from her.

“And I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

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Not your fault (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: none, maybe a bit angst? (This is a long fic, btw. Got a bit carried away…)

Summary: When things start to go a bit intimate between you and Wanda, a little accident makes Wanda realise how much you care for her and that there’s nothing that could separate you both.

“Really?”

“Yeah! Sam and Clint still owe me ten bucks for that bet, actually!” You said and Wanda started laughing again. You both were sitting on her bed enjoying the free time that both you and the whole team rarely got.

You two had started dating recently and agreed on taking things slow, seeing as this was something new to both of you. So here you were, talking about everything that came into mind and relaxing.

“You’ve been asking me for some time now, I think it’s my turn. Is there any topic you’re uncomfortable with?” You asked softly.

“No, don’t worry. What do you want to know?” Wanda moved closer to you, with her head leaning on your shoulder, as she waited for you to continue.

“If it’s okay, since Hydra took away part of your childhood, tell me something you’d want to do. You know, things you missed because of the experiments.” You said, running your fingers through her hair. “After the last mission we have some days to relax, so I thought about taking you out on a date.”

“You’re sweet.” She whispered, snuggling closer to you. You smiled, before giving her a kiss on the forehead.

“And who made me soft?” You replied, and Wanda laughed again, nuzzling into your neck. “Tired?”

“A bit.” She answered, trying to stiffle a yawn. “About that date, do you mind if I think about it? There’s so much that I’d like to do with you…” Wanda looked up at you, and you smiled again.

“Of course, sweetheart. I won’t force you into anything, you know that.” You murmured to her, leaning back so you two could lay on the bed.

“I know. For now, though, I’d like to cuddle with you. Would you stay?” She pleaded, giving you her best doe eyes that she knew you couldn’t resist.

“Anything for you, my little witch.” You teased, and you both laughed.

“Goodnight, (Y/N/N).” Wanda mumbled in a sleepy tone.

“Night, honey. Sweet dreams.” You kissed her forehead one last time, before covering both of you with the blankets and drifting off to sleep.

************

“You sure this is all you want?” You asked Wanda, looking over at her. 

“Shhh. Can’t you just enjoy it with me, love?” She scolded you with an amused smile, lightly punching your shoulder and squeezing your hand after.

“Sorry, I just want to make sure you enjoy your day.” You responded, also  smiling at her and pecking her cheek.

You were currently taking a walk through the forest near the compound. Before that, you took Wanda to an amusement park and, since it was still a bit early, you two decided to go for a walk.

“It’s getting cold, should we go back? We can watch a movie in my room, if you want.” You ask, wrapping an arm around Wanda’s shoulders and she nodded, snuggling closer into you.

You both entered the compound and walked into the elevator, pressing the button to your floor. When you stepped out of the elevator, Wanda stopped you, making you face her. You stood there, (e/c) orbs locking into blue ones, seeing nothing but love and adoration in them for each other.

“You’re beautiful.” She whispered, resting her hands on your shoulders.

“So are you.” You replied, the same tenderness as her in your voice, and Wanda couldn’t help but blush. You tucked a strand of her long hair behind her ear, placing your hand on her cheek after.

“(Y/N)…” Wanda trailed off. She moved closer, until you could feel each others breath on your faces. Her arms found their way around your neck, pulling you even closer, and her lips met yours. It was incredibly sweet and loving, so much that you could feel your heart melting.

While you moved your arms to circle her waist, her hands ran through your hair. Neither of you wanted to stop, the feeling completely intoxicating. Soon after, you felt a tickling sensation on your neck, and before you knew it, you were flying across the room only to stop when you reached the wall.

“Oh my god! (Y/N/N)! Are you okay!?” Wanda was immediately by your side, but she didn’t touch you. She didn’t want to hurt you again. “I-I’m so sorry, I…”

“Hey, it’s okay.” You reached for her hands, which still were surrounded by the red mist of her powers, but she pulled away from you. “Wanda?”

“I-I’m sorry…” She stood up and left you, running along the hallway until she reached her room.

You didn’t follow her. You knew she needed time for herself when something like this happened, but you still worried for her. You lifted yourself up, wincing slightly at the faint pain from the impact, and left to your room, planning on talking to her first thing in the morning.

The next day, you noticed Wanda didn’t show up for breakfast with the team, so you went to her room and knocked lightly on her door. Silence was all you got for an answer and you knocked again.

“Wanda?”

“(Y/N), please, go away.” She answered, and you noticed her voiced sounded a little broken.

“Wanda, don’t shut me out.” You leaned your forehead against the door, hoping she would listen, but she didn’t even answer you. Sighing, you backed away before saying, “If you want to talk, you know where to find me. Just don’t blame yourself.” You turned to leave, but just then she opened the door.

“Don’t blame myself?! (Y/N), I threw you like a rag doll against the wall! If this is what happens just by kissing you, then I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep hurting you.” Wanda argued. Her eyes were red and puffy, so you knew she had been crying. Your heart broke at seeing her suffering like this.

You led her into her room again, without touching her in case she flinched away, and went in with her. She started pacing around her room. You came up to her, and placed your hands lightly on her shoulders, making sure to stop her but allowing her to pull away if she wanted.

“Hey, just listen to me, okay? It wasn’t your fault. You’re still learning. Things like this could always happen, I knew that and it didn’t matter to me.” She opened her mouth, but before she could interrupt you placed a finger against her lips. “Please, let me finish. Alright?” Wanda nodded and you both sat on her bed. “I don’t care if something like this happens again. I’ll come back to you every time it does, and you know why? Because I love you. I love you with my heart and soul. You’ll learn to control your powers, so don’t beat yourself up, okay? It hurts me seeing you in pain and I know you’ve been suffering because of this.” You told her passionately. When you finished your speech Wanda was crying again, but this time for a whole different reason. She launched herself at your open arms, sobbing on your chest.

“I love you too. So much. I’m so sorry, (Y/N/N). I just- I-”

“Shhh. It’s okay.” You soothed her. She wrapped her arms tighter around you, and you just held her. That’s what she needed right now and you were okay with it.

After some minutes she finally calmed down and you two were still there, snuggled impossibly closer. You pulled away from her just enough to look into her eyes. “Can I ask you a little favor?” You murmured, and Wanda nodded, waiting for you to continue. “Can you use your powers for a sec?”

A flash of panic crossed her blue eyes for a moment, but you sent her a reassuring smile. “Please, Wanda, just trust me. It’s okay.”

She nodded, summoning the red mist around her hand. You cautiously took her hand in yours, lacing your fingers together. You could feel her tensing immediately, but you pulled her closer, hands still intertwined. “You’re not gonna hurt me, sweetheart. Everything’s alright.” 

She relaxed against you, head resting on your shoulder, as she watched how you played with her fingers. In a sudden surge of confidence, she let her magic flow a bit more freely, crawling up your arm carefully. When she felt your silent chuckle, an idea popped into her head. She looked up at you. “It tickles, doesn’t it?” She asked innocently.

“Yeah, it does. It feels nice.” You answered, and then you noticed the mischievous glint in her beautiful blue orbs. “No, don’t you dare-”

You couldn’t even finish your sentence before you were pinned to the bed, red mist carefully surrounding your whole body.

“NO! WANDA STOHOHOP!” You shrieked between laughter and Wanda soon couldn’t help but join you, doubling over and falling beside you, both of you laughing hard. “I thought you were scared of hurting me.” You panted, jokingly scolding her.

“You showed me otherwise.” She whispered lovingly, looking at you before cuddling into you, listening to your beating heart. “Will you stay with me tonight?”

“Of course, love. Always. Now, wanna go watch a movie with me?” You replied, and you swore the smile she gave you could light up the entire world.

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Masterlist

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

One-shots

Confessing under the stars

Keep fighting for you

Nightmares

True feelings (Requested)

Day off || Little sweet moments (Day off pt. 2)

Series

Enemies

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

One-shots

Sweet dreams

Not your fault

Night confessions

Three words (Requested)

Light remains (Requested) || Coming home (Light remains pt. 2)

Healed scars || Healed scars pt. 2 (coming soon)

Falling (Requested)

Silent thoughts

Maria Hill x Reader

One-shots

The new agent || The new agent pt. 2

Misunderstandings (Requested)

Only you (Requested)

Surprise! (Requested)

Training with the devil (Requested)

Hidden memories (Requested)

In her arms (Requested)

Dreams that come true (Requested)

Carol Danvers x Reader

One-shots

A special night

Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff

One-shots

Nothing can come between you and I (Requested)

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Enemies (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8

Part 9 || Part 10 || Part 11 || Part 12

Part 13 || Part 14 (coming soon)

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Little sweet moments (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: none.

Summary: Second part to Day off. After a two month long mission, you and Nat take a well deserved vacation.

Natasha stirred awake at the feeling of your warm arms wrapping around her waist. She couldn’t help the drowsy smile that formed on her face when she felt your body press onto her back, your soft lips kissing her shoulder, her neck, her temple…

“Dobroye utro (good morning)” She mumbled, snuggling into you, embracing your warmth, your touch, all of your affection and tenderness. She felt your silent chuckle.

“Still sleepy?” You whispered in her ear and leaned forward a bit, watching her nod slowly with her eyes still closed. Towering above her, you gently kissed her eyelid. “Wanna stay here some more?”

Nat turned in your arms, finally opening her eyes and looking at you with those beautiful green orbs that held so much love in them. “Just a bit, please.” She pouted, and your heart melted right then and there. Nat laid on top of you, head tucked on the crook of your neck, kissing your collarbone every so often.

You stood there for about half an hour, before you looked down at her. “Say, what do you think if we actually made breakfast?” You asked her, and she reluctantly got up and let you lead her to the kitchen. 

You two were currently on New Zealand, you had rented a small house near the beach and Fury gave you a month to enjoy such beautiful place.

“So, what does my gorgeous girlfriend want for breakfast?” You asked when you entered the kitchen, watching as Nat sat on the counter.

“Maybe some of your famous crepes?” She suggested, and you soon started to make them. After some minutes, Natasha came up behind you and wrapped her arms around your waist, resting her forehead between your shoulder blades. “You’re amazing…” She whispered.

“How so? I don’t think I’m that special.” You replied, before adding. “I think it’s you who makes me amazing. I’m lucky that I can call you mine like you call me yours.”

Natasha smiled and kissed the back of your neck, and some minutes later you both were seated at the table with a cup of coffee and two empty plates.

“What do you wanna do today?” You asked Natasha, taking the empty mugs and plates to the sink.

“Can we just stay here? Maybe we could watch a movie or something.” Nat stated, walking up to you. You turned and wrapped your arms around her waist while she placed hers around your neck. Swaying gently, you leaned in until your forehead was against hers, and you kissed Natasha’s nose, watching as she scrunched it and laughed. “What are you up to now?”

“I love you.” You kissed her temple. “I love you so much. Your green eyes.” Another kiss to her eyelids. “Your fiery red locks.” To the top of her head. “Your beautiful smile and laugh.” The corner of her mouth. “Your personality, so tender and caring. Everything about you. You’re my whole world.” Finally you kissed her lips, and Natasha immediately returned it with fervent passion.

“Ya tozhe tebya lyublyu (I love you too).” She pecked your lips again and took your hand, leading you to the couch on the living room. “I’m the lucky one for having you by my side. Thank you so much, (Y/N/N).”

“Vsegda moya lyubov’ (Always, my love)”

Later that evening, you two were cuddled on the couch, watching some comedy on the TV. Every so often you would make a hilarous comment about the choices the main character decided, earning a fit of giggles from Natasha.

“Come on, who goes to a place like that with heels! It’s like a signing a death sentence!!” You pointed out, earning a nudge from the redhead. “Ow! Nat, don’t tell me you-”

“Shut up already!” She interrupted with a smirk and throwing you the closest thing avaliable. You stood still for a few seconds, fake shock clear on your face.

“Did you just hit me? With a pillow? Oh, it’s on now!” You pinned her down on the couch and started tickling her, and Natasha bursted out laughing.

Somehow you both ended on the floor, still recovering from this little moment, breathing heavily but with a huge smile on your faces. “We should do this more often…” Nat mused, still panting beside you.

“Wanna start again?” You smirked, poking at her sides.

“Stop!” She squealed, batting away your hands. “That’s not what I meant and you know it!” Nat acused, and you winked at her.

“You’re right. Things like this really feel nice…” You stood and helped her up. “It’s getting late. Want to continue our movie marathon in our room?”

“Sure.”

“Only one condition, though.” Nat raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to finish. “The first one to reach the bed chooses the film!” You said, bolting towards the bedroom at full speed, with Natasha hot on your heels.

“Hey, get over here you cheater!”

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Day off (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters on this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: none.

Summary: How goofy can you be to make Nat smile again?

The last week it’s been like hell to all of the Avengers, and everyone knew how much it was affecting Natasha. With all the work and the missions she barely could sleep and rest, so you came up with a plan to cheer her up.

The next morning Nat woke up to find your side of the bed empty and cold. Confused, she looked across the entire room and when her eyes landed on the clock, she bolted up.

“How could I forget to set the alarm?! Now I’m two hours late. Fury’s gonna kill me!” She ranted while dressing and she ran to the kitchen to grab something to eat quickly. But when she got there, she was surprised by a full english breakfast on the table beside a note for her:

Good morning, sweetheart. I know you didn’t have much free time this week so don’t worry, we’ll take care of everything. Just enjoy your day off ;)

P.D: When you finish having breakfast come back to our room and keep following the notes. See you later, love.

Smiling a bit, Natasha took a seat looking at everything disposed on the table.

“That little- I bet that’s why my alarm didn’t work today.” She mumbled with a slight chuckle. When she finished, Nat walked through the silent hallways of the tower until she reached the room you two shared. 

She scanned the room again, this time focusing more on everything, until she found the note on the nightstand:

Hey, I hope you liked breakfast. Now how does it sound a nice warm shower and you stealing one of my hoodies? I was planning on go for a walk through the park with you and it’s kind of cold outside. 

It shouldn’t take me too long to finish this, so can we meet there?

Love you, (Y/N).

Natasha walked over to the closet, finding one of your hoodies with a red rose attached to it.

“I don’t think I’ve ever loved someone this much before.” Nat said, picking the hoodie and the rose with a huge smile.

*************

After the shower, Natasha arrived at the park a bit early. She decided to make her way to your favorite spot, which had a beautiful view of the whole park. When she arrived, she found a blanket and a picnic basket waiting for her.

“Well, you found out sooner than I expected” Came a voice from behind her, and she turned to look at you. You aproached her and wrapped your arms around her waist. “Surprise, love.” You whispered, giving her a quick kiss on the forehead.

“You- You came up with all of this? How did you even get me a day off?” She asked  walking to the blanket while you just kept watching her.

“Oh, you know. I just talked to Fury.” You shrugged like it was nothing.

“You what?! You’re kidding me, right?” She looked at you like you were crazy and you kept a serious face for some more seconds. Then you broke out in laughter. “Oh you- Get over here, you doof.” She said, laughing with you and you ran over to her.

She pulled you into a sweet kiss. When you two pulled away, she cupped your cheeks looking into your eyes, the bright smile never leaving her face.

“I love you so much.” She whispered against your lips.

“I love you too. I’ll make everything I can to keep that smile on your face, I promise you.” You whispered back.

“You’re such a dork.” She giggled.

“Yeah, I am. But I’m your dork.” You answered. “Now come on, let’s enjoy our day off.”

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True feelings (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Request: Hello! Could you please write a piece where Natasha cheats on the reader and they have to try and figure it out? Happy fluffy ending plz thankssss

Warnings: minor angst.

I don’t know if this is what you asked, but I hope you enjoy it, anon. Thanks for the first request of this tumblr! :)

It couldn’t be true, you refused to believe it. You just came back from a mission, you were undercover for a month in London and you wanted nothing but see your beautiful redheaded girlfriend. What you didn’t expect, though, was findind her on the living room, making out with Bruce.

“Could any of you explain this to me?” You said, and they turned to you immediately.

“It’s not what it seems…” Natasha started, but you didn’t let her finish.

“Damn right it is. You know what? I don’t want to know it. Enjoy your little moment.” You growled, before taking your bag (which had fallen to the ground) and making your way to your room instead of Nat’s.

After some minutes, you heard the door open slowly and some light footsteps,  but you didn’t look away from the files that were scattered over your desk.

“Can we talk?” Nat asked, voice barely a whisper. 

“Why? Did I ruin your moment with Banner?” You replied, still skimming through the files.

“Look (Y/N), you don’t know everything that happened in there. I-” 

“How long?” You muttered.

“What?”

“How long had you been cheating on me.” You asked, louder this time.

“Nearly three months, after you went to that mission on Paris.” She answered, taking in the way you clenched your jaw. “But-”

“Enough, Natasha.” You snapped, looking at her. You were blinded by rage, memories of the past flashing through your mind. “You know, I was a fool. After everything we went through together, I thought you would care even a bit. I told you my past, every dark piece of it, hoping you would be the one to help me recover, that you could heal my broken heart and soul. Hoping that you were the one in my life. But it seems I was wrong.” You hissed, before leaving the room.

******

It was nearly two months after you broke up with Natasha. You made everything possible to avoid her unless you were paired to go on a mission, but even there you barely talked to her. 

Still it pained you. It really broke your heart to know the woman you loved and trusted with every piece of your soul had betrayed you like that. She knew about your past, how your previous relationship was a toxic one. ‘Maybe she never loved me to begin with…’ you though bitterly. 

You didn’t sleep anymore, the anxiety you felt made sure of that. You also barely ate, nor did you leave your room unless it was necessary. 

A knock on your door snapped you out of your thoughts, but you didn’t move. It was probably Wanda or Steve checking on you, so you didn’t mind too much.

You heard the door open, but you kept tucked under the blankets. The light footsteps made their way to your bed.

“Are you alright?” The soft voice startled you, you didn’t expect her to talk to you after everything that happened.

“Didn’t think you cared.” You replied, but it came raspy, you almost couldn’t recognize yourself.

“I always cared, you know?” Nat said, sitting on the edge of your bed. “(Y/N/N), you can’t keep doing this to yourself.”

“Why? Why did you cheat on me?” You turned to look at her.

“It was a mistake, it shouldn’t have been like that. I never wanted to hurt you…” She took your hand, almost expecting you to flinch away at her touch. When you didn’t, though, she intertwined your fingers. “I know how much you’ve suffered, and I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused you this past months. I really love you, (Y/N).” She brushed her lips against your forehead, and you relaxed slightly.

She knew you were tired, so she stood up to make you some tea. But before she could move, you reached your hand out and grabbed her forearm.

“Please, don’t go…” You whispered, tears forming in your eyes. 

“Of course, my love.” She laid down with you, wraping you in her arms. You snuggled into her immediately, and when she began running her fingers through your hair, you fell asleep for the first time in two months.

She knew you were hurting because of her mistake, and that you still needed to work it out, but now that she finally came clean with her feelings she knew that everything was going to be alright.

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[despairsphantomwrites]

Nightmares (Natasha Romanoff x reader)

 A/N: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: none.

Summary: Natasha arrives home after a tough mission and just wants to cuddle with reader in bed, but a rough night awaits her.

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“How was the mission?” I ask as I hear the elevator’s doors open and close, and some light footsteps shuffling through the floor of the tower that I share with my girlfriend. But instead of an actual answer, I’m met with absolute silence. “Tasha?” I ask again, still making dinner for both of us.

After a few seconds I notice her arms wrapping around my waist, while she leaned her forehead between my shoulder blades. I turn in her arms, placing a tender kiss on her lips, understanding the whole situation.

“Hard day, huh?” I whisper softly, returning the hug.

“Yeah…” Nat mumbles back, tucking her head into the crook of my neck. “I can’t get it off my mind…”

“What can I do to help?” I ask, running my fingers through her red locks. Looking down at her, I see a small smile appear on her lips before she plants a brief kiss to my collarbone.

“Just stay here with me, you really are helping me right now (Y/N).”

“Sure. Anything for you, sweetheart.” I say, kissing her forehead and turning again to finish making dinner. Natasha kept her arms around me, reminding herself that everything was okay and enjoying being home.

We stayed in the living room while we eated, putting some cheesy movie on the TV even though we didn’t pay much attention to it. Nat scoots close to me, snuggling into my side as I tell her about my day to keep her distracted. I know when she comes home from a tough mission she keeps replaying it over and over again in her head, and all she needs is to forget that for a moment and rest.

After a while, I can feel her slowly drifting of to sleep, her head leaning heavily on my shoulder. I gently shake her awake. 

“Hey, come on. It’s pretty late already, why don’t we go to bed now?” I ask her and watch as she rubs her eyes tiredly. The mission must’ve been a pretty hard one.

“Sure…” Nat murmures, eyes closing again and leaning against my side. “Carry me up to bed?” She ask, voice barely a whisper.

“Of course, love.” I answer. I can’t help the smile on my face as I carry her in my arms back to our shared room. I gently lay her down on the bed and help her change before I join her. “Sleep well, angel.” I whisper, kissing her forehead before falling asleep too.

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A few hours later I wake up to the feel of slight shaking next to me. When I turn to face Nat, I notice she’s having a nightmare. She’s mumbling something that I can’t quite catch, and her forehead is covered in sweat. I shake her gently, trying to wake her without startling her.

“Tasha, please wake up” I say, voice barely a whisper, and she bolts up, gasping. “Hey, it’s okay. You’re okay… It was just a nightmare, sweetheart.” I pull her into me, rubbing her back soothingly. Nat just holds onto me tighly, face tucked in the crook of my neck, still trembling slightly.

We stay like this for a bit. Natasha leans more into me, reassuring herself that it was just a dream. After a while, her breathing evens out and I pull away a bit to pour her a glass of water.

“Thanks.” She mumbles after taking a few sips. Nat hands me back the glass once she finished it and I place it on the nightstand before wrapping her in my arms again.

“You alright?” I ask softly, staring at her emerald eyes. She nods, still snuggled into me. “Wanna talk about it?”

“I’d rather not, I don’t want to recall it…” Nat answers, searching for my hand and lacing our fingers. “Hey, can I ask you something?” She whispers.

“Of course, what is it?”

“If everything I did came back to my life, if my past decided to haunt you… would you still love me?”

“Even if that happened, I would die for you. No matter what comes we’ll get through it together Nat, I’ll always love you.” I say, pressing a loving kiss to her lips, and she melts into it.

“What have I done to deserve you…” Nat whispers againts my lips, and I lean my forehead onto hers.

“We deserve each other, Tasha, never forget that.” I whisper back. I take a glance at the clock on the nightstand, it’s almost 3am. I start singing a russian lullaby that Nat taught me a few weeks ago, and I feel her leaning heavily into me, eyes closing instantly. I move us so that we could cuddle and cover us with the blankets. 

“я так сильно тебя люблю, (Y/N/N)…” She mumbles in her sleep, and I can’t help the smile that keeps growing in my face.

“I love you too, Tasha. I’ll always love you.”

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я так сильно тебя люблю: I love you so much.

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[despairsphantomwrites]

Keep fighting for you (Natasha Romanoff x reader)

A/N: I don’t own any of the characters in this fic, they belong to Marvel.

Warnings: mentions of blood.

Summary: During a mission, reader gets injured badly and Nat realises her feelings towards them.

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You sat quietly at the back of the quinjet, lost in your thoughts. Earlier that day, Steve has called you, along Natasha, Clint and Sam, informing you about a new mission you had to go on. It was easy: get into the base, retrieve the information and get out.

As you stayed there, you thought about something that happened a few days ago with a certain redhead. You and Natasha were paired to go on a mission, and you had to go undercover as a couple to fulfill it.

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“Nat, they’re following us.” Y/N whispered in her ear, making it seem like they were bitting her lobe.

“I know, just keep the act until we arrive.” She murmured back, with a fake smile plastered on her face. For some reason she seemed to hate them, but Y/N couldn’t understand why.

They kept going until they arrived back at the hotel they were staying in until the mission was over, and went back to their room. Once they were inside, Natasha turned to face Y/N, who stepped backwards upon seeing the look on her eyes.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” She asked furiously.

“What?”

“It was your fault that we almost got discovered, don’t you have anything to say?”

“My fault?!”Y/N fought back, and Natasha doubted what she wanted to say when she saw the fire in their eyes, which turned bright red. “I did NOTHING wrong down there, so you don’t get to say that and walk away so easily. Tell me what I did wrong, then.”

Natasha kept silent, she had never saw them like this and she didn’t know how to react. They both stayed there, breathing heavily and bitting back their anger, until Nat decided that she couldn’t take it anymore.

She pushed Y/N against the wall and kissed them roughly. Y/N was taken aback for a second before kissing back, their own anger deepening the kiss in a way neither of them could control. Y/N tangled their fingers in her red locks while Natasha’s hands traveled up their body.

They pulled back, breathless, and stayed in the same position for a while. Y/N’s eyes flared for a second before returning to their original vibrant E/C, and Natasha separated herself from them.

Without any word, they both got ready for bed and fell asleep.

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“Y/L/N!”

You looked up to see Steve gazing down at you, concern written in his eyes. He kneeled down next to you and put a hand on your shoulder.

“Something wrong, Cap?” You asked, confused as to why was he so concerned about you.

“We’ve been calling you for about five minutes straight, y’know?” Replied Sam behind him, and Clint aproached the both of them.

“Everything alright?” Clint asked, also concerned about you.

“Yeah, I just…” you looked at Natasha for a split second, who hadn’t given you a single glance since the kiss. “Just got something stuck in my mind, that’s all.” You stated.

“Well, you better focus on the mission. It’s going to be a tough one.”

…

About half an hour after they landed, they splitted and went different ways. Clint and Steve went to the west, searching for some civilians that disappeared recently; Sam stayed in the air, ready to enter if something went wrong; and Natasha was sent with Y/N searching for the control room, trying to get back the files to complete the mission. Neither of them spoke, they just kept going down the halls watching for any sign of danger or the reason they came to this place.

After a while of walking, they finally found the room, and went inside to retrieve the information. Natasha swiftly made her way to the computers while Y/N kept watch in case some agents decided to attack.

Halfway through the task, you couldn’t keep your thoughts to yourself.

“Did it mean anything?” you mumbled.

“What?” Natasha asked, clearly hearing what you said.

“That kiss…did you really mean it?” You asked, louder this time.

“Now is not the time for this, Y/L/N.” She hissed, still typing in the keyboard and not even glancing at you.

Just as they were going to reply, Y/N heard something come from down the hall they came. Natasha must have heard it too, because she quicky looked at the doors before focusing again on the screen.

Suddenly, Hydra agents filled the room and started firing at them. Y/N quickly recovered and started to fight them back while Natasha finished the task at hand. After retrieving everything they needed, Natasha came by their side and they both kept fighting, but there was too many of them.

An agent made his way behind Natasha, aiming at her chest, but she was dealing with way too many to even notice him. So when she heard the gunshot, she awaited for the pain, but it didn’t come. She finished taking the agents down before turning around and what she saw made her freeze.

Y/N had taken down the agent, shielding her in the process. When they turned, Natasha saw the bleeding wound on their chest, right into their heart, and she couldn’t believe what was happening.

“Told you… I’ve got… your back…” Y/N whispered with a soft smile, before coughing up some blood and falling to the ground, unconscious.

Natasha fell to her knees beside them, carefully rolling them onto their back. They looked pale from the blood they had lost already. Natasha’s hands were shaking as she placed them on their wound. She applied pressure, reminding herself that their powers would keep them alive until they got to the tower where they could heal properly.

“You have to keep fighting, Y/N; please you have to stay alive!” Nat said in a broken whisper. Tears were falling down her cheeks and onto their blood-stained suit. “You can’t leave me, not when you have taught me what love feels like… You can’t die, you hear me?”

She finally realized that she shouldn’t have pushed them away from her. Y/N was the only one that had accepted her from the begining, without questioning nor judging her or her past. They were the one that stayed by her side no matter what, and this is how she returned the favor.

She promised herself that she’d tell them how she really felt right after they woke up.

…

A few hours later, you woke up to the feeling of a hand over yours. You also could hear a soft voice, but you couldn’t quite recognize it nor bring yourself to open your eyes.

After some attempts you finally opened them and noticed that you were in the med-bay of the tower. You looked to the side, realising that the voice was Natasha’s. She was looking down at your entwined hands and didn’t see that you had woken up.

“Please you need to keep fighting, Y/N/N…” She mumbled, still not looking up while tears kept falling down her face.

“I’ll always keep fighting for you, Nat.” You said, voice hoarse, and Natasha looked at you instantly. She poured you a glass of water, helping you drink it before taking your hand again, this time with a genuine smile on her face.

“You’re awake.” She whispered, not quite believing it until she heard you chuckle.

“Yeah, I am…” You whispered back, smiling softly. You reached your hand up to her cheek, wiping away some of her tears. “You alright?”

“You just got shot because of me, you really think I’m okay?” She answered, looking at you sternly. “Y/N, I-I’m sorry that I pushed you away, I didn’t know how to deal with this and…”

“Hey, it’s alright. I shouldn’t have pressed you either. I just… That kiss really got to me, you know?” They both chuckled.

“So, you forgive me… Right?” Nat quizzed, still insecure about their mutual feelings.

Instead of giving her an actual answer, you propped yourself on your elbows and pulled her down to kiss her with all the love you held for her. When you pulled apart, you winced at the pain in your chest and Nat helped you lay down.

“Careful there, you still need to rest.” She laughed, her eyes full of love and adoration. “You really scared me there…”

“I know, and I’m sorry.” You took a hold of her hand and kissed her knuckles. “But I’m right here, and I’m not leaving you.”

“It’s a promise, Y/N/N.” She smiled.

“It’s a promise, Tasha. I’ll always be by your side.”

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[despairsphantomwrites]

Confessing under the stars. (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

Disclaimer: I don’t own any character in this story, Natasha Romanoff belongs to Marvel.

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It was almost midnight when Natasha arrived at the tower. The mission she went was a pretty hard one, and she was planning on taking a warm shower and going straight to bed, but she froze when she saw that you weren’t on your shared room. 

Confused, Natasha searched throughout the tower, but she couldn’t find you. Then, a sudden idea popped into her mind, and she rushed to the balcony on the rooftop. Indeed, you were there, gazing at the stars and singing quietly.

“Y/N?” she whispered, trying to not scare you. You looked at her and smiled, watching as she came over and sat beside you. “What are you doing up here? It’s pretty late, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, but I couldn’t sleep so I came here to watch the stars for a bit.” You said, still smiling at her. “How was the mission?”Everything alright?” Y/N asked softly.

Natasha stiffened after hearing your question, but relaxed immediately when you grabbed her hand, leaning her head on your shoulder. “Well… it was hard. I can’t help but think that we could have done better than that, though…”

“I see… I know it’s late, but care to stay here with me for a bit more?” you murmured, offering her a reassuring smile.

“Sure, moye serdtse.” She leaned more into you, closing her eyes. Neither of you said anything, you just sat there enjoying each others presence. After a while, you started singing softly again, and Natasha could feel herself drifting off to sleep. You chuckled a bit and gently shook her.

“Think you can stay awake for a little while longer? I have something important to tell you.” You whispered in her ear.

“I can’t promise you that Y/N/N, but I can try” she joked, opening her eyes to look at you. “What do you want to talk about?”

“Well… I don’t know how to tell you this without making a fool of myself, so… I hope I don’t mess it up” you said, trying to prepare yourself. After a deep breath, you started your little speech. “Nat, do you remember the day I became a part of the team?”

“Yeah, you were so excited.” She laughed, recalling the moment. "When we asked what your powers were, you almost lost control out of nervousness.“

“And… you remember the day we started dating?” you whispered, looking at her with all the love and admiration you felt for her.

“It was the best day of my life” she answered, giving you a soft smile.

“Well, hopefully, this is going to surpass it.” You chuckled, taking a small box from your pocket. Nat’s eyes went wide, realising what was happening, and tears started to fall down her face. “From the day I met you, I knew you were special. It was like my whole world stopped spinning and you were the one keeping it from falling apart. Then, I got to know you: Natasha Romanoff, the infamous Black Widow, but also Natasha, the soft, sweet and caring girl who I love with every piece of my soul and heart. That’s why I want to ask you…”

You kneeled in front of her, opening the box and showing her the beautiful ring inside.

“Natalia Alianovna Romanova, will you marry me?”

Natasha launched herself at you, placing her arms around your neck and hugging you tightly. She was repeating ‘yes’ over and over, before kissing you with all her might. After a while, she was the first to break the kiss, leaning her forehead against yours.

“I love you so much” she murmured, and you slid the ring on her finger. She couldn’t be happier. 

“I love you too, moy malen'kiy pauk.” You kissed her one more time and laughed slightly at her sleepy state and realising she was really exhausted. “Now, off to bed. Wouldn’t want you falling asleep everywhere tomorrow.”

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moye serdtse: my heart

moy malen’kiy pauk: my little spider

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[despairsphantomwrites]

So my brain doesn't want me to write but I decided to use a random short story generator on Google and this is what I got 😂

A Short Story

by littlewitch-writes

Luna Rose was thinking about Angie Bouchard again. Angie was a charming Angel with fluffy eyes and short hair.

Luna walked over to the window and reflected on her dark surroundings. She had always loved gloomy Collins Port with its tough, teeny-tiny the sea. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel confused.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a charming figure of Angie Bouchard.

Luna gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a gracious, caring, wine drinker with fragile eyes and Beautiful hair. Her friends saw her as a late, low lover. Once, she had even jumped into a river and saved an obnoxious baby bird.

But not even a gracious person who had once jumped into a river and saved an obnoxious baby bird, was prepared for what Angie had in store today.

The snow flurried like loving rabbits, making Luna in love. Luna grabbed a bendy teapot that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Luna stepped outside and Angie came closer, she could see the delicious smile on her face.

Angie gazed with the affection of 7122 adorable orange owls. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want love."

Luna looked back, even more in love and still fingering the bendy teapot. "Angie, I love you," she replied.

They looked at each other with happy feelings, like two frightened, fluttering foxes thinking at a very delightful party, which had jazz music playing in the background and two incredible uncles dancing to the beat.

Luna regarded Angie's fluffy eyes and short hair. "I feel the same way!" revealed Luna with a delighted grin.

Angie looked worried, her emotions blushing like a bored, better book.

Then Angie came inside for a nice glass of wine.

THE END

#dark shadows #angelique bouchard