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my dream as a fanfic writer is to write a story which people want to talk to me about and send asks about afterwards and discuss things the characters did and the symbolism and meanings behind certain lines and I'll be all "hehe thanks" but irl I'll be in literal tears because I wrote something that means something to someone
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Wanda: Babe, do you think you can drive tonight?
Y/n [With the worst astigmatism on planet earth]: Oh - so you don't love me and want us to die. I see.
Wanda: First off...you can't see. Matter fact, take a look at those cars for me
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remember when wanda said "fuck it if i cant have us"?
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You and I both
she'll want the devil on her team
demon!natasha romanoff x reader
summary: what's an angel doing at a nightclub?
warnings: supernatural beings, bottom!nat, alcohol consumption, oral (r giving), fingering (r giving), mommy kink, strap on use (nat receiving), smut 18+ only
a/n: repost from kinktober!
🚩 warnings are clearly stated please do not report/flag :) 🚩
words: 1.4k | feedback is always welcome | masterlist
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The room spun around you as you walked through the crowded space. Lights flashed all around you and the music was so loud it shook you to your bones. You were tiptoeing on the line between fun and over-stimulation, enjoying the sweet spot between wanting to go home and being too overwhelmed to do anything. You were having fun.
It was after you lost your friends that you saw her. You’d drifted away from them while you were dancing, getting caught up in the music. There was a light around her, and when you made eye contact, nothing could explain the attraction you felt towards her. Not just to the way she looked, but you felt like there was something pulling you right from your core.
She was ethereal. There were goosebumps all over your body, you don’t think you’d ever seen someone so beautiful. Even in the dark club, she was clear as day. You could look at her forever. Her green eyes stared up at you unblinking, there was a glint in her eye you’d never seen in anyone before.
Her touch was featherlight on your face, you couldn’t hear the music around you anymore. When did she get so close? You didn’t want to look away. You didn’t want her to disappear. You licked your lips, hey eyes shifted down to your lips then back up to your eyes. Your hands rested on her waist and it was like you sobered up. She was so beautiful. You were completely entranced.
“Hi,” Her voice was soft but you heard her loud and clear. “I’m Natasha.”
“Are you an angel?” She giggled, looking down for a second then looking back up. Your grip on her waist tightened. You want to hear that again.
“Something like that,” She said, stepping closer to you, her lips mere inches away from yours. You breathed her in, she tasted like rain on a hot summer day, cool and refreshing, satiating. You can’t get enough. Your lips touch in the next second, and you don’t remember when or how you get back to your apartment.
The next thing you do remember is Natasha. Bare and naked on your bed. She looked angelic, she was an angel. You could see her wings fanning out from her back. It was a sight to see. You climbed over her body, hesitant to rest your weight over her wings. Natasha was shy, not wanting to meet your eyes while she was so vulnerable to you.
You tilted her chin up to meet your eyes, her lips parting as your thumb swiped over her pink bottom lip.
“I knew there was something about you,” Natasha met your eyes then, watching you watch her, taking in your every movement. Your hands trailed down from her chin, down her neck and over her shoulder to run your fingers over her fluffy wings.
“This doesn’t freak you out?” She asked, leaning up on her elbows. You kissed down her neck, chuckling into her skin. Your teeth grazed the skin on her chest, making her hiss and arch her back into your touch. Her hand entangled itself in your hair, holding you onto her. Your tongue circled her perked nipple, making Natasha hang her head back in pleasure.
“Does it seem like it freaks me out?” You asked, continuing to kiss down her body until your mouth was right between her legs. You peeked up at her before licking one long stripe up her slit. Natasha bit down on her lip, opening her legs wider for you.
“That’s good to hear,” Shehalf moaned as your mouth connected with her dripping cunt. Her taste coulded your senses. She was the best you’d ever had, you’d barely started and already wanted more of her. If you were to die at that moment you’d die happy. “If you were to die right here I’ll take you with me.”
You looked up at her, pulling back with strings of her wetness connecting your chin to her pussy. You licked your lips, smirking at her. “I just don’t think I’d go to heaven, doll.”
You slid your hand up her inner thigh, circling your thumb on her clit, a heavenly moan breaking through her lips. Your lips met her soft skin on her thigh, kissing your way up as you slipped two fingers into her. When your lips met her core again, Natasha’s grip on your head was different. Her nails scratched against your scalp, making you moan into her. You sucked her clit into your mouth, an ungodly attractive sound leaving her perfect lips.
When you looked back up at her from between her thighs, her hair seemed redder, her cheeks more flushed, and you noticed the small white feathers raining down all around you. You pulled your mouth away from her but continued pumping your fingers, curling them in just the way that pulled the most beautiful sounds from her. You felt her pussy clench around your fingers and it didn’t take much more than your thumb on her clit to send her over the edge.
As her back arched and her body twitched with her orgasm you watched her transform. Her wings shed their feathers, revealing black, smooth wings underneath that crackled open with one last curl of your fingers. You weren’t afraid, your eyes darkened and your core tightened.
Natasha suddenly sat up with one swoosh of her large wings, teeth sharpened and gleaming right at you as she eyed you from mere inches below you.
“Something makes me think that’s not where I had in mind either,” She said, pushing you down onto the bed, climbing up your body and grinding down onto the strap around your hips. “Changed your mind, sweetheart?”
“Not a chance in Hell,” You answered, Natasha’s fangs showing up once again. She lifted her hips, aligning your strap to her entrance before sinking down on it. Her devilish moans filled the room as she bounced on your cock, her perfect tits moving right above your head.
“Your cock feels so good inside me,” She moaned, running her hands up your chest to sink her nails into, almost drawing blood. You didn’t care if she did. “Fills me up so good.”
“Natasha,” You moaned, bucking your hips up to meet her movements. Natasha arched her back, hand wrapping around your throat before she looked down at you, eyes almost glowing red as she sped up her movements.
“God, I’m gonna cum,” She breathed out, keeping her gaze on you, her grip tightening around your throat needing one last thing to send her over the edge.
Your hands reached up to grope her tits, pinching her nipples between your fingers. “Cum for me, Mommy.”
Natasha’s eyes looked down at you and glowed bright red, her wings splaying out behind her as she came on your cock, her arousal spilling our of her onto the sheets. Her loud moans echoed around the walls, the room becoming hotter as you watched her wings start smoking. She continues bouncing on your strap, move aggressively now, chasing another orgasm.
Her nails gripped onto your skin, desperately moaning as you continued meeting her movements, appreciating the view on top of you.
“Are you gonna cum for me again, Mommy?” You asked, holding her hips down just in time for her to cum again, this time making her hair catch fire almost completely. You weren’t concerned about burning down the building, all you cared about was this deity’s pleasure. She’s the most perfect being you’d ever seen. “So beautiful.”
Natasha’s hair came back to normal shortly after she rode out her orgasm, letting it drape over you as she leaned over to kiss you.
“You think I’m perfect?” She asked so delicately you almost missed it. Her eyes were glued onto yours like the next words out of your mouth would be the most important things she’d ever hear in her life. You sat up, holding her waist close to you. Natasha’s eyes drifted down to your chest, noticing the scratches she;d left there. “I hurt you.”
You took her hands in yours. “You’re perfect.”
Natasha looked up from your chest, eyes glimmering in the dim light of your bedroom. She leaned in, and you closed your eyes ready to taste her lips again.
And just like that, with a fiery flash, she was gone, the only trace of her being the burning feathers sizzling around your room.
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It’s a 2am surprise: The Tortured Poets Department is a secret DOUBLE album. ✌️ I’d written so much tortured poetry in the past 2 years and wanted to share it all with you, so here’s the second installment of TTPD: The Anthology. 15 extra songs. And now the story isn’t mine anymore… it’s all yours. 🤍
https://taylor.lnk.to/ttpd-theanthology
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The Tortured Poets Department. An anthology of new works that reflect events, opinions and sentiments from a fleeting and fatalistic moment in time - one that was both sensational and sorrowful in equal measure. This period of the author’s life is now over, the chapter closed and boarded up. There is nothing to avenge, no scores to settle once wounds have healed. And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted. This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.
And then all that’s left behind is the tortured poetry.
THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT is out now.
https://taylor.lnk.to/thetorturedpoetsdepartment
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At this hearing, I stand before my fellow members of The Tortured Poets Department with a summary of my findings.
Album tonight.
Fortnight music video tomorrow at 8pm et.
https://taylor.lnk.to/thetorturedpoetsdepartment
#i'm hyperventilating#bonk.swift#i will make no apologies for who i will become promptly at 9 o clock pst
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Happy album release day to all those who celebrate
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Born to write silly little fics, forced to work
#all I want to do is continue writing the fic I started last night#it’s already at 1.5k words and I haven’t even gotten to the thick of it#bonk.bonks
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She was rattling her cage, needed to make a comeback
she'll want the devil on her team
demon!natasha romanoff x reader
summary: what's an angel doing at a nightclub?
warnings: supernatural beings, bottom!nat, alcohol consumption, oral (r giving), fingering (r giving), mommy kink, strap on use (nat receiving), smut 18+ only
a/n: repost from kinktober!
🚩 warnings are clearly stated please do not report/flag :) 🚩
words: 1.4k | feedback is always welcome | masterlist
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The room spun around you as you walked through the crowded space. Lights flashed all around you and the music was so loud it shook you to your bones. You were tiptoeing on the line between fun and over-stimulation, enjoying the sweet spot between wanting to go home and being too overwhelmed to do anything. You were having fun.
It was after you lost your friends that you saw her. You’d drifted away from them while you were dancing, getting caught up in the music. There was a light around her, and when you made eye contact, nothing could explain the attraction you felt towards her. Not just to the way she looked, but you felt like there was something pulling you right from your core.
She was ethereal. There were goosebumps all over your body, you don’t think you’d ever seen someone so beautiful. Even in the dark club, she was clear as day. You could look at her forever. Her green eyes stared up at you unblinking, there was a glint in her eye you’d never seen in anyone before.
Her touch was featherlight on your face, you couldn’t hear the music around you anymore. When did she get so close? You didn’t want to look away. You didn’t want her to disappear. You licked your lips, hey eyes shifted down to your lips then back up to your eyes. Your hands rested on her waist and it was like you sobered up. She was so beautiful. You were completely entranced.
“Hi,” Her voice was soft but you heard her loud and clear. “I’m Natasha.”
“Are you an angel?” She giggled, looking down for a second then looking back up. Your grip on her waist tightened. You want to hear that again.
“Something like that,” She said, stepping closer to you, her lips mere inches away from yours. You breathed her in, she tasted like rain on a hot summer day, cool and refreshing, satiating. You can’t get enough. Your lips touch in the next second, and you don’t remember when or how you get back to your apartment.
The next thing you do remember is Natasha. Bare and naked on your bed. She looked angelic, she was an angel. You could see her wings fanning out from her back. It was a sight to see. You climbed over her body, hesitant to rest your weight over her wings. Natasha was shy, not wanting to meet your eyes while she was so vulnerable to you.
You tilted her chin up to meet your eyes, her lips parting as your thumb swiped over her pink bottom lip.
“I knew there was something about you,” Natasha met your eyes then, watching you watch her, taking in your every movement. Your hands trailed down from her chin, down her neck and over her shoulder to run your fingers over her fluffy wings.
“This doesn’t freak you out?” She asked, leaning up on her elbows. You kissed down her neck, chuckling into her skin. Your teeth grazed the skin on her chest, making her hiss and arch her back into your touch. Her hand entangled itself in your hair, holding you onto her. Your tongue circled her perked nipple, making Natasha hang her head back in pleasure.
“Does it seem like it freaks me out?” You asked, continuing to kiss down her body until your mouth was right between her legs. You peeked up at her before licking one long stripe up her slit. Natasha bit down on her lip, opening her legs wider for you.
“That’s good to hear,” Shehalf moaned as your mouth connected with her dripping cunt. Her taste coulded your senses. She was the best you’d ever had, you’d barely started and already wanted more of her. If you were to die at that moment you’d die happy. “If you were to die right here I’ll take you with me.”
You looked up at her, pulling back with strings of her wetness connecting your chin to her pussy. You licked your lips, smirking at her. “I just don’t think I’d go to heaven, doll.”
You slid your hand up her inner thigh, circling your thumb on her clit, a heavenly moan breaking through her lips. Your lips met her soft skin on her thigh, kissing your way up as you slipped two fingers into her. When your lips met her core again, Natasha’s grip on your head was different. Her nails scratched against your scalp, making you moan into her. You sucked her clit into your mouth, an ungodly attractive sound leaving her perfect lips.
When you looked back up at her from between her thighs, her hair seemed redder, her cheeks more flushed, and you noticed the small white feathers raining down all around you. You pulled your mouth away from her but continued pumping your fingers, curling them in just the way that pulled the most beautiful sounds from her. You felt her pussy clench around your fingers and it didn’t take much more than your thumb on her clit to send her over the edge.
As her back arched and her body twitched with her orgasm you watched her transform. Her wings shed their feathers, revealing black, smooth wings underneath that crackled open with one last curl of your fingers. You weren’t afraid, your eyes darkened and your core tightened.
Natasha suddenly sat up with one swoosh of her large wings, teeth sharpened and gleaming right at you as she eyed you from mere inches below you.
“Something makes me think that’s not where I had in mind either,” She said, pushing you down onto the bed, climbing up your body and grinding down onto the strap around your hips. “Changed your mind, sweetheart?”
“Not a chance in Hell,” You answered, Natasha’s fangs showing up once again. She lifted her hips, aligning your strap to her entrance before sinking down on it. Her devilish moans filled the room as she bounced on your cock, her perfect tits moving right above your head.
“Your cock feels so good inside me,” She moaned, running her hands up your chest to sink her nails into, almost drawing blood. You didn’t care if she did. “Fills me up so good.”
“Natasha,” You moaned, bucking your hips up to meet her movements. Natasha arched her back, hand wrapping around your throat before she looked down at you, eyes almost glowing red as she sped up her movements.
“God, I’m gonna cum,” She breathed out, keeping her gaze on you, her grip tightening around your throat needing one last thing to send her over the edge.
Your hands reached up to grope her tits, pinching her nipples between your fingers. “Cum for me, Mommy.”
Natasha’s eyes looked down at you and glowed bright red, her wings splaying out behind her as she came on your cock, her arousal spilling our of her onto the sheets. Her loud moans echoed around the walls, the room becoming hotter as you watched her wings start smoking. She continues bouncing on your strap, move aggressively now, chasing another orgasm.
Her nails gripped onto your skin, desperately moaning as you continued meeting her movements, appreciating the view on top of you.
“Are you gonna cum for me again, Mommy?” You asked, holding her hips down just in time for her to cum again, this time making her hair catch fire almost completely. You weren’t concerned about burning down the building, all you cared about was this deity’s pleasure. She’s the most perfect being you’d ever seen. “So beautiful.”
Natasha’s hair came back to normal shortly after she rode out her orgasm, letting it drape over you as she leaned over to kiss you.
“You think I’m perfect?” She asked so delicately you almost missed it. Her eyes were glued onto yours like the next words out of your mouth would be the most important things she’d ever hear in her life. You sat up, holding her waist close to you. Natasha’s eyes drifted down to your chest, noticing the scratches she;d left there. “I hurt you.”
You took her hands in yours. “You’re perfect.”
Natasha looked up from your chest, eyes glimmering in the dim light of your bedroom. She leaned in, and you closed your eyes ready to taste her lips again.
And just like that, with a fiery flash, she was gone, the only trace of her being the burning feathers sizzling around your room.
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she'll want the devil on her team
demon!natasha romanoff x reader
summary: what's an angel doing at a nightclub?
warnings: supernatural beings, bottom!nat, alcohol consumption, oral (r giving), fingering (r giving), mommy kink, strap on use (nat receiving), smut 18+ only
a/n: repost from kinktober!
🚩 warnings are clearly stated please do not report/flag :) 🚩
words: 1.4k | feedback is always welcome | masterlist
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The room spun around you as you walked through the crowded space. Lights flashed all around you and the music was so loud it shook you to your bones. You were tiptoeing on the line between fun and over-stimulation, enjoying the sweet spot between wanting to go home and being too overwhelmed to do anything. You were having fun.
It was after you lost your friends that you saw her. You’d drifted away from them while you were dancing, getting caught up in the music. There was a light around her, and when you made eye contact, nothing could explain the attraction you felt towards her. Not just to the way she looked, but you felt like there was something pulling you right from your core.
She was ethereal. There were goosebumps all over your body, you don’t think you’d ever seen someone so beautiful. Even in the dark club, she was clear as day. You could look at her forever. Her green eyes stared up at you unblinking, there was a glint in her eye you’d never seen in anyone before.
Her touch was featherlight on your face, you couldn’t hear the music around you anymore. When did she get so close? You didn’t want to look away. You didn’t want her to disappear. You licked your lips, hey eyes shifted down to your lips then back up to your eyes. Your hands rested on her waist and it was like you sobered up. She was so beautiful. You were completely entranced.
“Hi,” Her voice was soft but you heard her loud and clear. “I’m Natasha.”
“Are you an angel?” She giggled, looking down for a second then looking back up. Your grip on her waist tightened. You want to hear that again.
“Something like that,” She said, stepping closer to you, her lips mere inches away from yours. You breathed her in, she tasted like rain on a hot summer day, cool and refreshing, satiating. You can’t get enough. Your lips touch in the next second, and you don’t remember when or how you get back to your apartment.
The next thing you do remember is Natasha. Bare and naked on your bed. She looked angelic, she was an angel. You could see her wings fanning out from her back. It was a sight to see. You climbed over her body, hesitant to rest your weight over her wings. Natasha was shy, not wanting to meet your eyes while she was so vulnerable to you.
You tilted her chin up to meet your eyes, her lips parting as your thumb swiped over her pink bottom lip.
“I knew there was something about you,” Natasha met your eyes then, watching you watch her, taking in your every movement. Your hands trailed down from her chin, down her neck and over her shoulder to run your fingers over her fluffy wings.
“This doesn’t freak you out?” She asked, leaning up on her elbows. You kissed down her neck, chuckling into her skin. Your teeth grazed the skin on her chest, making her hiss and arch her back into your touch. Her hand entangled itself in your hair, holding you onto her. Your tongue circled her perked nipple, making Natasha hang her head back in pleasure.
“Does it seem like it freaks me out?” You asked, continuing to kiss down her body until your mouth was right between her legs. You peeked up at her before licking one long stripe up her slit. Natasha bit down on her lip, opening her legs wider for you.
“That’s good to hear,” Shehalf moaned as your mouth connected with her dripping cunt. Her taste coulded your senses. She was the best you’d ever had, you’d barely started and already wanted more of her. If you were to die at that moment you’d die happy. “If you were to die right here I’ll take you with me.”
You looked up at her, pulling back with strings of her wetness connecting your chin to her pussy. You licked your lips, smirking at her. “I just don’t think I’d go to heaven, doll.”
You slid your hand up her inner thigh, circling your thumb on her clit, a heavenly moan breaking through her lips. Your lips met her soft skin on her thigh, kissing your way up as you slipped two fingers into her. When your lips met her core again, Natasha’s grip on your head was different. Her nails scratched against your scalp, making you moan into her. You sucked her clit into your mouth, an ungodly attractive sound leaving her perfect lips.
When you looked back up at her from between her thighs, her hair seemed redder, her cheeks more flushed, and you noticed the small white feathers raining down all around you. You pulled your mouth away from her but continued pumping your fingers, curling them in just the way that pulled the most beautiful sounds from her. You felt her pussy clench around your fingers and it didn’t take much more than your thumb on her clit to send her over the edge.
As her back arched and her body twitched with her orgasm you watched her transform. Her wings shed their feathers, revealing black, smooth wings underneath that crackled open with one last curl of your fingers. You weren’t afraid, your eyes darkened and your core tightened.
Natasha suddenly sat up with one swoosh of her large wings, teeth sharpened and gleaming right at you as she eyed you from mere inches below you.
“Something makes me think that’s not where I had in mind either,” She said, pushing you down onto the bed, climbing up your body and grinding down onto the strap around your hips. “Changed your mind, sweetheart?”
“Not a chance in Hell,” You answered, Natasha’s fangs showing up once again. She lifted her hips, aligning your strap to her entrance before sinking down on it. Her devilish moans filled the room as she bounced on your cock, her perfect tits moving right above your head.
“Your cock feels so good inside me,” She moaned, running her hands up your chest to sink her nails into, almost drawing blood. You didn’t care if she did. “Fills me up so good.”
“Natasha,” You moaned, bucking your hips up to meet her movements. Natasha arched her back, hand wrapping around your throat before she looked down at you, eyes almost glowing red as she sped up her movements.
“God, I’m gonna cum,” She breathed out, keeping her gaze on you, her grip tightening around your throat needing one last thing to send her over the edge.
Your hands reached up to grope her tits, pinching her nipples between your fingers. “Cum for me, Mommy.”
Natasha’s eyes looked down at you and glowed bright red, her wings splaying out behind her as she came on your cock, her arousal spilling our of her onto the sheets. Her loud moans echoed around the walls, the room becoming hotter as you watched her wings start smoking. She continues bouncing on your strap, move aggressively now, chasing another orgasm.
Her nails gripped onto your skin, desperately moaning as you continued meeting her movements, appreciating the view on top of you.
“Are you gonna cum for me again, Mommy?” You asked, holding her hips down just in time for her to cum again, this time making her hair catch fire almost completely. You weren’t concerned about burning down the building, all you cared about was this deity’s pleasure. She’s the most perfect being you’d ever seen. “So beautiful.”
Natasha’s hair came back to normal shortly after she rode out her orgasm, letting it drape over you as she leaned over to kiss you.
“You think I’m perfect?” She asked so delicately you almost missed it. Her eyes were glued onto yours like the next words out of your mouth would be the most important things she’d ever hear in her life. You sat up, holding her waist close to you. Natasha’s eyes drifted down to your chest, noticing the scratches she;d left there. “I hurt you.”
You took her hands in yours. “You’re perfect.”
Natasha looked up from your chest, eyes glimmering in the dim light of your bedroom. She leaned in, and you closed your eyes ready to taste her lips again.
And just like that, with a fiery flash, she was gone, the only trace of her being the burning feathers sizzling around your room.
#bonk.nat#bonk.au#natasha romanoff#natasha romanoff x reader#natasha romanoff smut#natasha romanoff x reader smut#bonk.repost
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Oh ok, I see that now. It was literally on your masterlist, but my dumbass missed it *face palm*
Thank you for taking the time to explain it for me still
it's all good! I actually just checked again and it may be that the links actually don't work anymore because tumblr reformatted the links so pls standby while i try to figure it out
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Hello! I hope you are doing well!
I don't mean to bug you, but I noticed the links on your old masterlist don't work. I tried looking up the blog they were connected to but that didn't work either.
I'm new to tumblr, so I was hoping you could explain what's going on and what im doing wrong 😅
You can only access my old blog through an external browser (ex: safari, chrome, firefox, explorer, so on and so forth) and the password is on my old masterlist post (linked in pinned post)
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Sorority Wanda will get possessive over you, it just doesn’t apply with nat because wanda gets off knowing nat gets pissed when she’s all over you
you better lock your phone
sorority!natasha romanoff x reader
summary: Natasha only wants your attention
warnings: smut 18+ only, smoking (r smokes), strap-on use, implicit drinking, power bottom!nat, choking, scratching, face slapping
a/n: repost!
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Everyone at the party had their eyes on her that night. Everybody but you. The entire night, you found yourself constantly prying your gaze away from the woman. She was captivating; the way her dress clung to her body, the way her sweet laugh would fall from her lips, and god the way she looked at you with her round green eyes drove you insane–it was impossible to not look at her.
Her body glistened with sweat as she danced with her friends across the room, her short hair swayed with her body and you tried focusing on the lukewarm beer in your hand.
“Do you know if she’s seeing anybody?” You attention was dragged away from your phone as a guy from the hockey team bumped your shoulder. You grimaced, looking him up and down.
“Why would I know?” You mumbled into your drink as you chugged half the cup down and avoided answering him. You didn’t want him anywhere near what was yours.
“Aren’t you her roommate?” You clenched your jaw and looked up at him, mumbling more to yourself than him.
Natasha tiptoed to your room, it was 3 am and she was having a hard time sleeping. Usually her fingers would do the trick and on nights when they wouldn’t, yours would be a great replacement. But today she needed more.
She saw the faint flicker from the TV from the bottom of your door and pressed her ear to the door hearing the faint sounds of one of the cartoons you liked playing on the TV, before knocking three times. She heard you shuffle before your voice telling her to come in.
She wordlessly entered the room, a smirk growing on her lips as she pushed your back onto the headboard and straddled your hips. She pressed your lips together in such desperation your mind cleared and all that was left was Natasha and her voice moaning your name.
“She’s not seeing anyone,” Your voice was cold and you moved your eyes back to your phone, making your way to the back of the house, pulling out your pack of cigarettes.
The walls vibrated with the beat of the music as you leaned your back against it before putting a cigarette to your lips and lighting it. You leaned your head against the wall, trying not to think of your redheaded roommate.
“Hey, do you have a spare cigarette?” A girl you knew was part of Nat’s rival sorority approached you, her brown hair pulled into a ponytail swaying in the wind as she walked closer to you.
“Uhh, no, but I can share,” You said holding it out to her, she smirked and took the cigarette from your fingers, taking one long drag and blowing the smoke lightly next to you. “You’re Wanda, right?”
“How did you know?” She asked, settling next to you against the wall.
“My roommate is in Tri Delta,” You said, before taking a drag yourself. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“Of course you would’ve,” She pushed herself off the wall and stood in front of you before pushing her body closer, making your hands instinctively hold her waist. “Tri Deltas can’t keep their mouths closed.”
You smirked, that’s not the only thing. You put the cigarette back on your lips before you felt your head being turned to the side by your chin and your cigarette yanked from your lips.
“These are bad for you, you know,” The redhead threw it on the ground before stomping on it and looking back up at you. “I wanna go home.”
“Go by yourself, she’s busy,” Wanda pressed her body further against yours, your attention focusing on her. Natasha’s nails dug into your arm and pulled you away. Her pouty lips and goosebumps down her arm from the cool breeze ignited an urge to give her your jacket.
“Another time, Wanda,” You said as Natasha turned around and started walking in the direction of your shared apartment on campus. “It was nice meeting you.”
Natasha walked with purpose, she was furious. She had everyone’s eyes on her during the party, yet she was still dissatisfied, because none of them were yours. You walked silently behind her, your phone buzzing with new texts from an unknown number.
hey it’s Wanda, Carol gave me your number haha :)
You almost bumped right into Natasha who had stopped right in front of you, her eyes burning into you as she quickly glanced down and saw your text. She had to hold back a growl. “Keys.”
“Am I just your personal purse when you bring me to these parties?” You reached into your pocket and handed her the keys, allowing your eyes to roam over her body.
“When you’re not busy flirting with some Delta Nu bimbo, yes,” She said, sickeningly sweet before roughly taking your keys away from your hand and opening the door. You quickly typed out a reply, walking into the building and waiting for the elevator next to the fuming redhead.
hey :)
Wanda quickly replied, every text filled with more and more attitude and becoming more and more suggestive. She might as well ask you what you’re wearing at this point and you hadn’t even made it to your floor yet.
With every ring Natasha heard she got more and more impatient. You were hers and who the fuck does Wanda think she is to come onto you of all people. Natasha walked out of the elevator with a huff, making you finally look up at her. Your smirk only grew as she fumbled with the keys as you slowly made your way down the hall towards her.
Your phone kept buzzing and you could feel Natasha’s annoyance radiating off of her. It edged her on, it drove her crazy, you enjoyed it. You barely got through the door before your body was slammed back onto it and your phone was snatched out of your hand and Natasha gripped your throat.
“Did you forget who you belong to, whore?” Natasha dipped her head down into the crook of your neck, her warm breath dancing over your skin. Your hands gripped her hips, making her skirt ride up. She tightened her grip when you didn’t answer, pressing her body against yours, bucking her hips when she felt your strap pressing against her. “What? You’re gonna act shy now? You had a lot to say to Wanda a second ago, what happened?”
You pressed your nails into her hip, moving her hips against the strap and making her chuckle against your skin. “’M gonna show you who you belong to.”
She pulled your body off the door by your neck and pushed you into your room, the back of your legs hitting the bed before you scooted up. Natasha straddled your lap and let you rise her skirt up, revealing her lack of underwear and clearly soaked folds.
She threw your phone onto your bedside table and entangled her hands in your hair as you sat up, your hands reaching around to her ass and pulling her closer to you with each buck of her hips. You connected your lips together, shrugging off your jacket and disconnecting your lips to pull your shirt over your head. As soon as your neck was exposed, Natasha attached her lips to your skin, sucking deep marks all over your collarbones and neck.
Natasha pulled away, pushing you back down onto the bed before she shifted off the bed and pulled your pants down your body, her eyes glistening at the site of her favorite silicone toy between your legs. She shrugged out of her dress, the only piece of clothing that was previously covering her body.
She moved back onto you, but this time straddled your thigh, her wet pussy connecting directly to your skin and making you moan. Your phone vibrated again and again from the bedside table, it pulled Natasha’s attention before you paid attention to it, only really looking at it when Natasha growled.
You started to reach up to put it on silent but the redhead beat you to it, clicking a few buttons before grabbing your chin and making you look at her once again.
“Look at me,” She connected your gaze as she bucked her hip, your hands going back to her hips and guiding her movements. She wanted your eyes all night, and she finally had it now. She wasn’t gonna give in that easy. Natasha’s nails dragged down your chest as she lined herself up with your strap, slowly lowering her hips while she applied more pressure to your nails.
You moaned feeling the hot trails down your chest, not being able to take your eyes off the woman on top of you. Natasha started bucking her hips against yours, her hand coming up your body and pressing the tip of her index and middle finger against your lips. You sucked them into your mouth, making her moan and speed up her movements. She removed her fingers and gripped your face once again just as she was almost to the edge.
“Who do you belong to?” You knew exactly what she wanted you to say. But she was so desperately waiting for your answer to push her over the edge you had to wait. She rutted her hips against yours in desperations, her whiny and needy moans quickly filling the room as she moved closer and closer to the edge.
Her short red hair clung to her skin and her breasts bounced up and down with her movements. Your eyes trailed down her perfectly sculpted body to where your hips met, watching as the dildo went in and out of her, loving the wet sounds that came with every movement. She groaned and let go of your chin before bringing her hand back across your face, the stinging sensation making you moan.
“Answer me,” She meant to sound harsh, even threatening, but she failed to hide the need in her voice, the pure want dripping from her tone. You smirked, bucking your hips up to meet her thrusts and making her crouch over your body, her hands scratching and gripping onto your chest.
“I don’t belong to anybody,” You said, planting your feet on the bed and gripping holding hips in place before thrusting up into her as she fell apart in your hands. Her loud whiny moans filled the room and you were definitely getting a noise complaint in the morning. She came undone on your strap, her arousal dripping onto the fake cock and the sheets below you. Her grip lightened for a second before you flipped the two of you over, and burying yourself deeper into her. “Don’t belong to anybody but you.”
You kissed her salty skin as you pulled her hips up into yours and mercilessly thrust in and out of her. She screamed out, her hands gripping the sheets below you as you brought her over the edge for a second time, leaving her a shuddering mess. You slowed your thrusts, leaving light kisses along her jaw then her lips, before completely pulling out of her and moving to the bathroom to remove the strap.
While you were gone, Natasha looked back at your phone, which had its camera pointed at the both of you since she put it there. She smirked as she quickly sent it to herself then to a certain Delta Nu bimbo.
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sweet dreams, Wanda
She locked your phone and set it back on the bedside table. Then, as she always did, she dragged herself out of your bed, collected her discarded dress, and walked to her room, softly shutting the door behind her.
When you returned from the bathroom your bed was empty. You pledged your loyalty to Natasha almost every time she would come to your room, she would make you say it, tease it out of you with her skillful fingers and conniving hips. And yet, she would still always leave you with only the memory of her body between the sheets in her lingering perfume.
You got back under the covers and plugged in your phone, your screen lighting up with a notification from Wanda.
invite me over next time ;)
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hey bonky, how you doing?
could you maybe repost ‘she’ll want the devil on her team’?
pretty please?
I can! I’ll try to remember to do it tonight
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you better lock your phone
sorority!natasha romanoff x reader
summary: Natasha only wants your attention
warnings: smut 18+ only, smoking (r smokes), strap-on use, implicit drinking, power bottom!nat, choking, scratching, face slapping
a/n: repost!
🚩 warnings are clearly stated please do not report/flag :) 🚩
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Everyone at the party had their eyes on her that night. Everybody but you. The entire night, you found yourself constantly prying your gaze away from the woman. She was captivating; the way her dress clung to her body, the way her sweet laugh would fall from her lips, and god the way she looked at you with her round green eyes drove you insane–it was impossible to not look at her.
Her body glistened with sweat as she danced with her friends across the room, her short hair swayed with her body and you tried focusing on the lukewarm beer in your hand.
“Do you know if she’s seeing anybody?” You attention was dragged away from your phone as a guy from the hockey team bumped your shoulder. You grimaced, looking him up and down.
“Why would I know?” You mumbled into your drink as you chugged half the cup down and avoided answering him. You didn’t want him anywhere near what was yours.
“Aren’t you her roommate?” You clenched your jaw and looked up at him, mumbling more to yourself than him.
Natasha tiptoed to your room, it was 3 am and she was having a hard time sleeping. Usually her fingers would do the trick and on nights when they wouldn’t, yours would be a great replacement. But today she needed more.
She saw the faint flicker from the TV from the bottom of your door and pressed her ear to the door hearing the faint sounds of one of the cartoons you liked playing on the TV, before knocking three times. She heard you shuffle before your voice telling her to come in.
She wordlessly entered the room, a smirk growing on her lips as she pushed your back onto the headboard and straddled your hips. She pressed your lips together in such desperation your mind cleared and all that was left was Natasha and her voice moaning your name.
“She’s not seeing anyone,” Your voice was cold and you moved your eyes back to your phone, making your way to the back of the house, pulling out your pack of cigarettes.
The walls vibrated with the beat of the music as you leaned your back against it before putting a cigarette to your lips and lighting it. You leaned your head against the wall, trying not to think of your redheaded roommate.
“Hey, do you have a spare cigarette?” A girl you knew was part of Nat’s rival sorority approached you, her brown hair pulled into a ponytail swaying in the wind as she walked closer to you.
“Uhh, no, but I can share,” You said holding it out to her, she smirked and took the cigarette from your fingers, taking one long drag and blowing the smoke lightly next to you. “You’re Wanda, right?”
“How did you know?” She asked, settling next to you against the wall.
“My roommate is in Tri Delta,” You said, before taking a drag yourself. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“Of course you would’ve,” She pushed herself off the wall and stood in front of you before pushing her body closer, making your hands instinctively hold her waist. “Tri Deltas can’t keep their mouths closed.”
You smirked, that’s not the only thing. You put the cigarette back on your lips before you felt your head being turned to the side by your chin and your cigarette yanked from your lips.
“These are bad for you, you know,” The redhead threw it on the ground before stomping on it and looking back up at you. “I wanna go home.”
“Go by yourself, she’s busy,” Wanda pressed her body further against yours, your attention focusing on her. Natasha’s nails dug into your arm and pulled you away. Her pouty lips and goosebumps down her arm from the cool breeze ignited an urge to give her your jacket.
“Another time, Wanda,” You said as Natasha turned around and started walking in the direction of your shared apartment on campus. “It was nice meeting you.”
Natasha walked with purpose, she was furious. She had everyone’s eyes on her during the party, yet she was still dissatisfied, because none of them were yours. You walked silently behind her, your phone buzzing with new texts from an unknown number.
hey it’s Wanda, Carol gave me your number haha :)
You almost bumped right into Natasha who had stopped right in front of you, her eyes burning into you as she quickly glanced down and saw your text. She had to hold back a growl. “Keys.”
“Am I just your personal purse when you bring me to these parties?” You reached into your pocket and handed her the keys, allowing your eyes to roam over her body.
“When you’re not busy flirting with some Delta Nu bimbo, yes,” She said, sickeningly sweet before roughly taking your keys away from your hand and opening the door. You quickly typed out a reply, walking into the building and waiting for the elevator next to the fuming redhead.
hey :)
Wanda quickly replied, every text filled with more and more attitude and becoming more and more suggestive. She might as well ask you what you’re wearing at this point and you hadn’t even made it to your floor yet.
With every ring Natasha heard she got more and more impatient. You were hers and who the fuck does Wanda think she is to come onto you of all people. Natasha walked out of the elevator with a huff, making you finally look up at her. Your smirk only grew as she fumbled with the keys as you slowly made your way down the hall towards her.
Your phone kept buzzing and you could feel Natasha’s annoyance radiating off of her. It edged her on, it drove her crazy, you enjoyed it. You barely got through the door before your body was slammed back onto it and your phone was snatched out of your hand and Natasha gripped your throat.
“Did you forget who you belong to, whore?” Natasha dipped her head down into the crook of your neck, her warm breath dancing over your skin. Your hands gripped her hips, making her skirt ride up. She tightened her grip when you didn’t answer, pressing her body against yours, bucking her hips when she felt your strap pressing against her. “What? You’re gonna act shy now? You had a lot to say to Wanda a second ago, what happened?”
You pressed your nails into her hip, moving her hips against the strap and making her chuckle against your skin. “’M gonna show you who you belong to.”
She pulled your body off the door by your neck and pushed you into your room, the back of your legs hitting the bed before you scooted up. Natasha straddled your lap and let you rise her skirt up, revealing her lack of underwear and clearly soaked folds.
She threw your phone onto your bedside table and entangled her hands in your hair as you sat up, your hands reaching around to her ass and pulling her closer to you with each buck of her hips. You connected your lips together, shrugging off your jacket and disconnecting your lips to pull your shirt over your head. As soon as your neck was exposed, Natasha attached her lips to your skin, sucking deep marks all over your collarbones and neck.
Natasha pulled away, pushing you back down onto the bed before she shifted off the bed and pulled your pants down your body, her eyes glistening at the site of her favorite silicone toy between your legs. She shrugged out of her dress, the only piece of clothing that was previously covering her body.
She moved back onto you, but this time straddled your thigh, her wet pussy connecting directly to your skin and making you moan. Your phone vibrated again and again from the bedside table, it pulled Natasha’s attention before you paid attention to it, only really looking at it when Natasha growled.
You started to reach up to put it on silent but the redhead beat you to it, clicking a few buttons before grabbing your chin and making you look at her once again.
“Look at me,” She connected your gaze as she bucked her hip, your hands going back to her hips and guiding her movements. She wanted your eyes all night, and she finally had it now. She wasn’t gonna give in that easy. Natasha’s nails dragged down your chest as she lined herself up with your strap, slowly lowering her hips while she applied more pressure to your nails.
You moaned feeling the hot trails down your chest, not being able to take your eyes off the woman on top of you. Natasha started bucking her hips against yours, her hand coming up your body and pressing the tip of her index and middle finger against your lips. You sucked them into your mouth, making her moan and speed up her movements. She removed her fingers and gripped your face once again just as she was almost to the edge.
“Who do you belong to?” You knew exactly what she wanted you to say. But she was so desperately waiting for your answer to push her over the edge you had to wait. She rutted her hips against yours in desperations, her whiny and needy moans quickly filling the room as she moved closer and closer to the edge.
Her short red hair clung to her skin and her breasts bounced up and down with her movements. Your eyes trailed down her perfectly sculpted body to where your hips met, watching as the dildo went in and out of her, loving the wet sounds that came with every movement. She groaned and let go of your chin before bringing her hand back across your face, the stinging sensation making you moan.
“Answer me,” She meant to sound harsh, even threatening, but she failed to hide the need in her voice, the pure want dripping from her tone. You smirked, bucking your hips up to meet her thrusts and making her crouch over your body, her hands scratching and gripping onto your chest.
“I don’t belong to anybody,” You said, planting your feet on the bed and gripping holding hips in place before thrusting up into her as she fell apart in your hands. Her loud whiny moans filled the room and you were definitely getting a noise complaint in the morning. She came undone on your strap, her arousal dripping onto the fake cock and the sheets below you. Her grip lightened for a second before you flipped the two of you over, and burying yourself deeper into her. “Don’t belong to anybody but you.”
You kissed her salty skin as you pulled her hips up into yours and mercilessly thrust in and out of her. She screamed out, her hands gripping the sheets below you as you brought her over the edge for a second time, leaving her a shuddering mess. You slowed your thrusts, leaving light kisses along her jaw then her lips, before completely pulling out of her and moving to the bathroom to remove the strap.
While you were gone, Natasha looked back at your phone, which had its camera pointed at the both of you since she put it there. She smirked as she quickly sent it to herself then to a certain Delta Nu bimbo.
video.mp4
sweet dreams, Wanda
She locked your phone and set it back on the bedside table. Then, as she always did, she dragged herself out of your bed, collected her discarded dress, and walked to her room, softly shutting the door behind her.
When you returned from the bathroom your bed was empty. You pledged your loyalty to Natasha almost every time she would come to your room, she would make you say it, tease it out of you with her skillful fingers and conniving hips. And yet, she would still always leave you with only the memory of her body between the sheets in her lingering perfume.
You got back under the covers and plugged in your phone, your screen lighting up with a notification from Wanda.
invite me over next time ;)
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