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✨ Even more of The Last of Us + text posts and stuff ✨

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@thickemadame love u 🫶🏾

Laid Up— Erik Killmonger x Plus Size!Poc Reader

Listen, I’m mad that I was ABUSED INTO WRITING THIS BUT I’m a punk bitch so uh here y’all go. Also if this is hot garbage all blame goes to my nigga @killmongersgurl

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It was particularly hot on this Monday, and it seemed like niggas high and low decided today would be a kick back day. Gary from across the street had decided to barbecue, the smell of hot links and burgers in the grill filling the summer air. The old folks gathered around the beaten up and raggedy domino table, sipping on henny and yelling out phrases you still didn’t know the meaning of. The lil teenage niggas had long ago forgotten their shirts as they adorned only basketball shorts while they hooped on Mr. Johnson’s driveway. They had been playing the longest game of HORSE you’d ever seen. The little-er niggas were playing around the “Mysteriously” broken fire hydrant, only stopping to get some Fla-Vor-Ice.

It was such a nice little kick back that you decided to join a couple of the neighborhood girls on Auntie Keisha’s porch. The group of you were sitting around talking about your child hood years growing up together and things like how Keisha from next door became Auntie Keisha. You sat on the third step with Ayorie wearing your summer booty shorts and MTV tank top, letting all your thickness show (arms, tummy and all) because it was hot as fuck, and you reallllly didn’t give a mother fuck. Well, until THAT nigga showed up.

Erik “THAT nigga” Stevens was possibly the most popular nigga on the block. He went from “Quintessential Hood Nigga™️” to “Prestigious Hood Nigga™️” as he left your city to go to MIT. You’d never really associated with Erik for several reasons. One because your momma scolded you for having a 5 second conversation with him, claiming that he was “A hit and quit ass bitch” (which wasn’t wrong). And two because you’d spent enough time in high school hearing the phrase “Girrrrrlllll did you hear what Erik did?” which you proceeded to groan and roll your eyes every time because hearing what (and who) Erik did wasn’t worth your time.

Besides all the problematic qualities he possessed, he attracted punani like a moth to a flame. You knew way way way waaaay too many girls who’d fucked with him ( or him in general ) so you most definitely knew that the dick was bomb, but still you didn’t give a fuck. It was when Erik said “Aye Ma?” In a questioning tone that you realized you zoned out and looked to see that Erik was really right in front of you. He was dressed in a simple white tank with short grey sweats. He was of course wearing fresh Jordans which you found bold as fuck considering that they were white and the water from the hydrant had made little mud puddles. You saw that the other girls were looking at you waiting for an answer to a question you really didn’t even hear, and Erik stood with his eyebrow raised. You cocked your head to the side in confusion.

“Did you need something?” You asked incredulously. Erik chuckled and it was like the vibrations from his chest traveled to your body and it was suddenly super hot. How did this nigga exude superiority even in his fucking chuckle?

“I said I know you can braid the fuck outta some hair. Best on the block from what I remember. You think you can hook me up it’s hot as shit. This heat no joke.”

It was like you had both ascended and had a stroke. This dude knew who you were? You couldn’t even believe it. But you also realized that he probably hadn’t had his shit done in a while up in MIT. You looked up at his head and saw that he graced a bun in the back of his head above his fade (his edges almost all over the place). You sighed and nodded

“Alright. You’re gonna owe me $10 and some Canes though nigga” you didn’t expect to sound so bold and almost reeled back in shock. You weren’t going to show him that you were afraid of your own strength though, so you got up and walked into Auntie Keisha’s house asking if she had some Blue Magic, Rubber Bands, Edge Control and a Rattail Comb. She pointed to her bathroom and you went in and quickly grabbed the stuff, heading outside. You sat down on the fourth step while you instructed him to sit on the third.

“You want anything in particular? I can do most things it’s whatever you want.” You said as you pulled the ponytail holder from his dreads and applied edge control.

“Nah princess, I’m putting all of this in your hands.” You literally choked. You knew damn well he was playing games. You began to finger section his hair and tying the rest of it back for your first braid. As you rubbed the blue magic in his scalp he groaned and you were utterly shook. “Look nigga I know you’re like, king of pipe around here but imma need you to chill so I can concentrate.” You scolded him as you slicked the edge control on the back of your hand and onto his dreads. He held his hands up in mock defense. “I swear it’s not my fault your hands feel good as fuck in my scalp, and that’s on some non sexual shit. Every time I get my hair braided the lady is always heavy handed as fuck.” He smacked his teeth and groaned. “Man imma need to come back and have you always braid my shit up.” You laughed.

“Erik I’m not even done. I haven’t even finished this first braid yet.” He shook his head in protest and you smacked him on the forehead lightly mumbling ‘don’t move fool’.

“I’m foreal Y/N. I’ve seen the way that you braid. You’ve hooked up this whole block at least once and you always have everyone lookin fresh. I shoulda asked you to do this shit a long time ago.” You sensed that there was another meaning to what he was saying, but you elected to ignore it.

You spent the next 25 minutes laid up on the porch with Erik talking about life on your block and school life. Like the time Erik got in trouble for correcting Mrs. Evelleta in the 4th grade because she forgot to carry the one in a simple equation. And the time that Erik got caught smashing Aliana under the stairwell in 11th grade,and how Mrs. Lopez didn’t snitch because her “I’m only 21 and you’re kinda fine for a 17 year old” ass was lowkey in love with him. You guys found yourself belly laughing as you unearthed Erik’s bad ass past. You also found yourself braiding a little slower as something that usually only took 15 minutes took 25 because well if you were honest, you didn’t want this interaction to end. You could tell Erik knew what you were doing but he didn’t seem to mind as your fingers sectioned his hair.

Erik had just gotten through the story about the time when he was at some white boy college party and a frat played a Purge Prank on the members when you finished his last braid.

“I’m all done” you said as you finished putting in the last rubber band. You both got up and Erik stretched, his white tank lifting up and revealing the slightest bit of his impeccable stomach. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a multicolored African wallet (because of course that nigga would own a wallet like that). He grabbed 130$ and handed it to you.

“No Erik I only asked for 10$ take your 130$ back” you were about to hand him his extra money when he shook his head and pulled out his phone to look at your work.

“Nah princess, you got my shit looking phenomenal. You better keep that 130$. And I got your fluffy ass for Canes tomorrow aight?” You felt like you just got transported into a parallel universe at his words and internally swooned. You cast your head down and nodded. Erik stepped closer to you and tilted your chin up. “Imma pick you up tomorrow afternoon. And I’m serious about you being my personal braider Ma. Imma be popping up a lot over the summer.” He let go of your chin and smirked as he walked away, a cocky swing in his step. You rolled your eyes as you tried not to appear flustered.

“Yeah whatever nigga, don’t be late I’m serious about my chicken.” You yelled over to him at an attempt to sound hard.

You watched Erik step into his entirely too nice car and drive away, waving goodbye to you.

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PART 2

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An M’Big Surprise

M’Baku x Black!Plus Size Reader

Warnings: None really, M’Baku just plays too much; fluff

Requested By: @yaachtynoboat

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It was a bright and particularly warm morning when you woke up, inhaling in the woody scent of Jabari air feeling around for your big beautiful man— only to find that he wasn’t there.

“The fuck?” With your crusted eyelids still closed you slowly rose up and thrashed around a bit hoping (with no avail) that you’d maybe just wandered a little to close to the edge of the bed and away from your man. You were wrong.

You smacked your teeth and groaned forcing yourself to open your sleep crusted eyes and confirm for the third time that M’baku wasn’t there. He still wasn’t.

“I gotta wake up cold and man-less on my damn birthday?” You wiped the grossness out of your eyes and sighed, contemplating where your man could be. Your first thought was maybe he was organizing some breakfast surprise, but the scent of the Jabari air still smelled of the heavy yet non-overpowering musk of wood with a touch of snow. With breakfast out of the running you thought maybe he was in the bathroom, except M’Baku was not a particularly quiet man, even when he wanted to be, and although you weren’t the lightest sleeper his loud ass would’ve woken you up before now if he was in the bathroom.

With a forceful and pitiful groan, you pulled yourself out of your nice warm bed and travelled to the restroom, quickly brushing your teeth and showering. While in your shower you pondered over where your man could be on the very important day of your birth when the thought that he might be in the throne room working crossed your mind, and pissed you off.

“I swear on Hanuman if that fool is really working…” you grumbled and rolled your eyes. You were spoiled by M’Baku yet always humble and gracious. Today however you thought maybe the hard restless work you’d been putting in by your mans side had earned you the right to be just a little bit bratty, especially today of all days. Besides, it was M’Baku himself who said he would act a fool and go all out on your birthday.

So when you finished throwing on your Jabari furs and other clothing attire you dragged yourself to the thrown room. On the way towards the throne room you encountered many of the Jabari tribe, none of which had said happy birthday. In fact they all had made a point to say hello and exchange a few words but not utter anything about your born day. You weren’t trying to be childish but it seemed super suspect that no one was acknowledging your birthday especially since M’Baku had been talking about it non stop for a month.

“What in the blue fuck is going on? Did my people really forget about me?” You sighed as you approached the slender hallway that ran to the dreaded room you were looking for. As you neared the room everything felt more intense around you. The usually nippy air that you’d grown used to had turn harsh and freezing. The usually smooth wooden floor felt rough and textured under your feet and every step you took felt like a chore.

You were really pressed about this.

You’d finally reached the throne room and much to your disappointment you saw M’Baku sat in his hulking chair being hounded by his tribesmen and women. He was working as per usual. When he’d finished talking to Adisa who was one of the tribe doctors, he turned to you and a very visible light came through his eyes.

“Ah my love!! I am sorry I snuck out of our Yara so early this morning. I had some business I needed to catch up on.” He rose from his chair and his damn near 7 foot tall stature sauntered towards you and engulfed you into a large hug. “Baby…. I’m choking…”you managed to cough out before M’Baku completely smothered you. He took a step back and released you from his hold to grasp you at arms length, looking you up and down fondly. You took this as your chance to ask M’Baku if he’d really-like the rest of the Jabari- forgotten your birthday.

“Hey baby, you know what day it is right?” M’Baku let out a boisterous laugh as if you’d told the funniest joke in the world and aggressively patted you on your shoulder. “Of course I know what day it is!! You think your king is too asinine to know that today is Thursday?!” You frowned and suddenly felt like stomping your feet and screaming like a child. “No M’Baku! It’s my—“ he suddenly interrupted you “Favorite day of the week I know my love. It’s as if you think I’m stupid today. Anyways come walk with me to the meeting room, we’re meeting with the other tribes and T’challa today and I think you should be there” at that point you were truly baffled and ready to cry

“But baby it—“ “Yes I know these types of things aren’t the most fun for you but I promise you’ll want to be at this meeting. I think T’challa and I are making great headway with the rest of the tribesmen.”

You officially felt deflated and gave up, letting M’Baku drag you to the meeting area. You figure that once you finally got to sit down and tell him he’s forgotten your birthday, he’d feel horrible and shower you with conciliation gifts so you���d just opted to shut up and get the meeting over with.

The walk had seemed like the longest 30 seconds of your life however you’d soon reached your destination. Before opening the door M’Baku turned to you and grinned “I cannot believe you thought I forgot my favorite holiday.” You choked and bugged your eyes out in confusion. “Nigga what are you talking about”

M’Baku’s response was to just turn around with a disgustingly large grin on his face and swing open the door. You don’t know how it was possible, but it seemed like you saw everybody in the whole of Wakanda in that fucking room.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUEEN Y/N!!” You gasped, feeling the burden of sadness weighing on your chest turn into pure happiness. You immediately jumped on your man, wrapping your large thighs around his large everything and cried into his chest.

“I thank the gods above everyday for gifting me with you, of course I would never forget the day of your birth. It’s one of my most cherished days.” You lifted your head from his chest and kissed all over his face and his neck, earning laughs from both the crowd and M’Baku.

“I love you so much. More than anything.” You said into his neck.

“I don’t mean to break y’all two niggas up but I came here specifically for that Jabari cake y’all been talkin bout so imma need us to hop to it” You rolled your eyes at hearing Erik’s voice and turned your head towards him, your thighs trapping M’Baku’s in a death grip which you knew he wouldn’t mind. “Man niggas always have to kill the vibe” you pointed Erik and he showed an increased amount of uncomfortableness. He put his hands up in defeat “Hey uh I apologize, you wouldn’t kill me on ya birthday right??” You grinned “Don’t put it past me Erik” that earned a laugh from the rest of the crowd and soon the party had started full of drinks, Love, food, and hella Jabari cake (both kinds).

Later that night, you’d have to give M’Baku a little “present” yourself.

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Short and sweet bc I’m trash okay thank you!

@awkwardlyabstract @texasbama @killmoncoochie @killmongersgurl @killmongerdispussy @eriknutinthispoosy @erikslulbaby @wawakanda-btch @misspooh @sicksadgen

Sorry if I missed anyone

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Lupita Nyong’o

at Wakanda Forever Movie Premiere in Nigeria

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Laura Donnelly as Elsa Bloodstone in Werewolf by Night | 2022 dir. Michael Giacchino

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It's lovely to find your account 💗🥰 your writing is lovely ~ fellow black plus size writer/reader

Thank you!! You’re so amazing thank you for the support 💖💖

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Thank u for the tag honey bun !!

Steve Rogers Fic Recs

Angst 😭

Fluff 🥰

Smut 😈

Series 📚

Original character 👸🏽

Au meme 🎀

Social media edit 📱

Moodboard 💝

📚Myself Rot Tell Me In The Dark Save Me Voir Dire Voir Dire Alt ending 1 Voir Dire Alt ending 2 by @canumoveurseatup-no

Daddy Steve Rogers by @soft-angel-tears

Valentine by @shotsbyshae

Shin Kicks and Wall Sits bt @canyoumoveurseatup-no

😭Liar by @marvls

Introducing Him to Your Family by @blackgirlimaginesmarvel

 During Civil War by @spidervveb

😈Eye for an Eye 2 by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

The Four Times Steve Almost Asks You Out and the One Time He Does by @pietrotheavenger

The Four Times You Cry in Front of Steve and The One Time He Cries In Front of You by @pietrotheavenger

📚Newest Addiction The Woman From Nowhere 1 by @steveslulbaby

Not Like That  by @captainstarkbucky

You Don’t Know Pain by @sentimentswarrior

😈Velvet by @avintagekiss24

📚😈Lush 2 3 by @canyoumoveurseat-up

Hot for Teacher 2 3 by @blackmissfrizzle

🥰😭I Wouldn’t by @pastelastronomy24

🥰😭Nothing More by @canyoumoveurseatup-no

📚Our Universe 2 3 by @bbparker

Sweet Thing  by @black-mcu-imagines

A New Chapter  by @black-mcu-imagines

😭🥰Always Leaving Good Enough by @black-mcu-imagines

Surprise by @black-mcu-imagines

Garden by @black-mcu-imagines

Avengers as Youtubers by @canyoumoveurseatup-no

Attempting to Do Their Daughter’s Hair by @canyoumoveurseatup-no

Wash Day by @canyoumoveurseatup-no

Depth by @shay-iamiam

😈Want & Need by @shay-iamiam

Vine References by @mcusocialimagines

😈Keep Me Warm by @caplangdon

🥰😭Marry Me by @canyoumoveurseatup-no

🥰The Accountant by @steveslulbaby

📚🥰😈Setback and Tattoos 2 3 4 5 by @pastelastronomy24

😭When I Close My Eyes by @non-stop-imagines

Please Let Me Kiss You by @imaginingbucky

👸🏽😈Musical Chairs by @getmelanin011

You Left Hard to Love by @black-mcu-imagines

🥰Who Would’ve Thought by @black-mcu-imagines

😭Sign of the Times by @black-mcu-imagines

Right Behind You by @unscriptedtimetraveler

😈Get Your Fix Withdrawal Placebo Prenatal by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

😈Water Sport Hazing the New Recruit by @buckysthot

😈Somnophilia by @avintagekiss24

😈Yours,Mine, and Ours 2 3 4 by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

😈Shower/Bath by @avintagekiss24

😈Cuckold by @avintagekiss24

😈Breeding by @avintagekiss24

😈Mistaken Identity by @avintagekiss24

🥰😈Date Day by @sherrybaby24

Dramatic by @knivesouts

😭The One that Got Away 2 by @crappyimagines

😈Cross Off by @redgillan

🥰Brat by @venusbarnes

🥰😭And Again by @venusbarnes

🥰Cleanse by @et-lesailes

Lazy Mornings with My Best Girl by @blahblahwritings

🥰First Dance by @pietro-capimagines

Coffee by @pietro-capimagines

Catch Me if You Can by @pietro-capimagines

😈Behind Closed Doors by @pietro-ccapimagines

📚😈Special Lessons 2 3 4 by @nastybuckybarnes

😈It Guy Not Yet by @golden-ariess

Lunch  by @theunofficialavenger

🥰😈Hot Girl Summer by @venusbarnes

More Than Words to Say I Love You by @black-mcu-imagines

📚😈Say Thank You 2 3 by @honeyhan-123

📚😈Getaway Homecoming Non Grata Adrift Crash Get Together Subterfuge by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

😈I Do by @sherrybaby14

😈Living by @asadmarveltrashbag

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Need them together BADDD

Duffy and Roulette crossing paths in the Pynk’s hallways is kismet. As a woman who is in the business of sex, Duffy strikes a nerve when he asks “Who pleases you?” Vulnerable, Roulette breaks her own rule and opens herself up to something more.  — Katori Hall

P-VALLEY | S2E9: Snow

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HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN as ANAKIN SKYWALKER REVENGE OF THE SITH (2005)

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✨THE MASTERLIST✨

Here’s my masterlist! I’ve finally gathered everything together. Hopefully the links work!

Moodboard

AT FIRST GLANCE

Chapter 1

Chapter 2.1

Chapter 2.2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4, Series Finale (NSFW)

Fonder

(1)(2)(3)(4)(5)(5.1)(5.2)(6)(7)(8.1)(8.2)(9)

The Gala

Part 1

Part 2

Other Works

Thunder Clap

Whew,Chile!

Breakfast with Bae

Would You Mind? (NSFW)

Cater 2 U

The Duke’s Speech

The Morning Perk

We’ve Got the Jazz (NSFW)

My Favorite Present

Denae & The Breakout

Our Next Guest… (#WithLoveFromWakanda FicFest submission, hosted by @hoopshoney and @purple-apricots )

The Plus One (The WIP FF submission, hosted by @sonofnjobu )

B’Day Fics!!

Museum Date headcanon (written by @plussizeappreciationfics)

Suddenly Stevens (written by @vanitykocaine , NSFW)

Take Me Out (written by @kumkaniudaku)

His Personal Lawyer (NSFW, written by @eriknutinthispoosy)

An M’Big Surprise (written by @pastelastronomy24 )

Works for Thicc Daddy M’Baku

A Special Visit (#mbakusmistressff submission for @muse-of-mbaku, NSFW)

Pedro Pascal & Company 👀

Coffee (Harem) (Pedro Pascal x Black F! reader)

COMING SOON:

The Secretary ( Javi Peña x Black F! OC)

Kevin Atwater Appreciation Fics

Just One Round

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Baby Love

Natasha x Black!Fem!Reader

A/N: I wrote a whole thing and it deleted itself. Basically this was fun to write and I’m not a fan of Scarjo as a person but I’m a huge fan of comic Natasha. I still used Scarjo as a face claim for Nat because there’s nothing wrong with MCU Nat I’m just not fond of the actresses playing her 🤷🏾‍♀️

Warnings: none! Just some fluff and teasing.

“Okay so how bout natasha x black!fem!reader who’s sick and gets sleepy alot and while she’s sleeping nat makes a comment on how cute she looks while asleep, and the rest of the team teases her for it. Lots of fluff pls”

Request by: @yournonlocalpoc

“Do you think if I blow hard enough, my brain will fall out of my nostrils and end my suffering??” Natasha smiled as you looked up at her through misty, leaky eyes, your head propped on her lap as she sat on the couch. “Let’s hope it doesn’t моя лубов.” Her face was completely soft as she peered at you like you were the only thing in the world that mattered to her. You felt your face get hot, and you weren’t sure if it was because of your unusually soft girlfriend, or the sickness that plagued your entire being.

It had been three days. Three whole days of coughing, sneezing, puking, and dehydration. You had chills making it impossible to find any sense of comfort and after the back and forth between being hot in a blanket and freezing without it, you’d found that wearing a tank top and covering your bottom half in a blanket was the closest you were going to get to comfort. You didn’t think you’d ever miss the field and being beat up on by bad guys, but anything over the hell of this virus was paradise.

Through it all, Natasha had been there for you. She’d bought a seemingly endless supply of tissues and Vick’s Vapor Rub, she’d cooked the most amazing chicken soup you’d ever had, she cleaned up your puke after you’d eaten the soup, she platted your hair for you, and she even took off from her missions for the past couple of days. It was entirely plausible that you would have jumped off of a cliff to end your pain if she wasn’t here.

“Baby love are you hungry yet? It’s been a day and half since you’ve eaten and you seem to be getting a lot better.” The mere thought of food would have made you hurl a day ago, but instead the mention of food made your stomach growl in need, a happy indication of your improving health. “Oh god yes pleaseeee! Can you make that chicken soup again? It’s the best thing I’ve ever eaten.” Natasha scoffed as she ran her hand over your platted hair (something she knew you loved) “This virus must have eaten your taste buds away. Put my chicken soup up against anything you’ve cooked even on a bad day and it’ll lose.” You let out a quick snort and kissed Natasha’s palm before slowly sitting up.

“You humble yourself Nat. I know I’m a bomb ass bitch in the kitchen, but that soup… whew I had to catch the drool before it slipped out of my mouth.” You were about to follow Natasha into the kitchen but she stopped you, lightly pushing you back onto the couch before kissing your forehead. “Thank you for the compliment, but you’re staying here while I cook this soup. We don’t want to strain you.” You pouted “but I’m fine!! I just wanna watch you cook and steal your recipe Nat!” You whined. Were you fully aware that you were acting like a child?? Yes. But none of that mattered! Nat cooking was rare and you wanted to relish in the moment before your health inevitably got better.

“Нет Котка, you stay here. Plus you’re getting tired.” You sighed and accepted defeat, begrudgingly adjusting back on the couch. “If you’re not gonna let me watch you cook, you’re going to have to sing that song for me. It’s the only way I’m gonna be able to feel better.” Natasha scoffed from the kitchen. “If that’s the only way for you to feel better, I guess there’s absolutely no point in me making this soup then right?” You back tracked in alarm. “Hey hey hey no no. Nat no please I’ll die without the soup! It’ll be impossible for me to get better without the soup. All I’m saying is the soup song combo is a sure way to prime health??” Natasha couldn’t help but beam at your attempt to get her to sing. She might have been giving you shit, but there was almost nothing in the world Nat wouldn’t do for you. “Okay, but you know you have to sing it with me. I can hardly sing it it’s all in your range baby girl” you cheered “Friday play ‘A Song For You’.” Friday pinged in “Yes Ms. Y/n, Here you go”

You know Natasha told you to stay on the couch, but you just wanted to be close to her while you heard her beautiful voice sing you guys favorite song. As the intro played you wrapped your arms around Nat’s waist from behind and began to sing.

“I’ve been so many places in my life and time

I’ve sung a lot of songs

I’ve made some bad rhymes

I’ve acted out my life in stages

With ten thousand people watching”

Nat began to sway with you as she stirred the pot of chicken broth, slowly adding in the chopped up onion and bell pepper.

“But we’re alone now

And I’m singing this song to you

I know your image of me is what I hoped to be

I treated you unkindly

But darling can’t you see

There’s no one more important to me

Baby can’t you see through me?

‘Cause we’re alone now and I’m singing this song to you”

As she sang you shook your head. It didn’t matter how many times you’d sing this same song the same way, her voice took you out of the room and put you on a soft cloud of love. And as the piano interlude played you couldn’t help but get excited as your favorite part of the song was bubbling up. Nat put the last piece of shredded chicken in the pot, and adding an array of seasonings that you couldn’t care to think about as you prepared to sing with the love of your life.

“I love you in a place

Where there’s no space or time

I love you for my life

You’re a friend of mine

And when my life is over

Remember when we were together

We were alone

And I was singing this song to you”

You kissed Nat’s shoulder and buried your face back into it.

“Well isn’t that the sweetest thing. Seriously I might collapse into a sugar coma if you guys keep going.” As expected, Sam- the Self Proclaimed Man- Wilson walked in to your shared apartment space with a group of the Avengers. “Sam, I’m getting just a little tired of you and your friends walking into my apartment whenever you want.” Nat placed a kiss on your forehead before turning around to grab the bowls out of the cabinet. You walked toward the drawer to grab the special soup spoons.

“I’m not hi. Sam hi Bucky, and Steve and Wanda and the 8,000 rest of you!” You waved enthusiastically at your second favorite Avenger after Nat, Sam(don’t tell Steve). “Hey boss lady, I see recovering is going well. You and Nat should start a two man band with them vocals cuz DAMN!” Sam slapped you on the back before he plopped himself down on your couch. Steve and Bucky greeted you with a hug as Wanda walked into the kitchen to grab the bowls. She handed you half the stack and went to pass the other half around.

“Friday play my ‘The Party’s Here’ playlist pleaseeee.” You reluctantly handed each of the Avengers a bowl for Nat’s soup, mad that you had to share but happy they were here with you. “Y/n you know my AI isn’t Alexa right??” You hadn’t even noticed that Tony was here, which was shocking considering Tony himself could be considered a party.

“Wait I’m confused how did you guys know Nat was cooking? And are you prepared to get sick because I have a hell of a virus and I’m fully prepared to give it to you all as revenge for Jersey” there was a collective shudder at the mention of Jersey. “Well I walked by on the way to the training compound and smelled the chicken. So I told everyone else that you were cooking and here we are. Plus we know you guys always make enough for all of us anyways so we figured we’d drop by.” Clint said as he subconsciously played with his hearing aid. You swatted his hand away from it.

“I hate y’all. I’m over here dying, snot bubbles in my nose, coughing up a lung, and I look like Kunta Kinte. But you ‘just decided to drop by’.” Sam chuckled. “Aye Steve you’ve met Kunta Kinte right homie??” Bucky slapped him on the back of the head while Steve rolled his eyes. “Girl I don’t think you know who Kunta Kinte is if you think you look like him. Put some RESPECT on our fellow brotha’s name.” Rhodey chided at you as he sat down next to Sam. You stuck your tongue out at him in response. “We didn’t mean to disturb the peace. We can leave if you want.” Steve suggested. “Aye Steve can leave but I’m not movin.” Sam shrugged.

“Here baby eat. And sit down so you don’t start running a fever again.” Nat handed you a big steaming bowl of her soup and all other conversation was lost to you as you sat down, stretched out on your couch and funneled the soup into your mouth. “Foods ready. Spoons on the side of the pot, don’t break anything or I break you.” Sam, Bucky, and Rhodey were the first ones to spring up as they ran towards the extra large pot on the stove.

You moaned as the flavors of Nat’s soup hit your tongue. Maybe you should get sick and force her to cook more often. “Scoot over short stop.” You moved your legs off of the couch to let Bucky sit beside you. “I don’t know how many times I have to mention that I’m sick before y’all get it but sometimes you gotta let people learn the hard way.” You shrugged. “Y/n, I’m a super soldier I can’t get sick. You talk a lot about how we don’t listen but it seems like you’re the one who doesn’t listen солнышко” you scoffed. “You can leave meanie, Я устал от вашего отношения” (I am tired of your attitude) you stuck your tongue out for the second time today, Bucky just laughed in response. Natasha with her bowl in hand approached the couch and sat down. Immediately you put your head in her lap. She smiled at you and placed a kiss on your cheek.

There was something about the warmth of Nat’s soup and the soothing timbre of Sam’s voice that had you out like a light. Or maybe it was the way Nat was running her hands in between the neat platts she made in your hair. You couldn’t see it, but Natasha was looking at you like you were the fabric of her universe. She couldn’t take her eyes off of you as you slept, the serenity of finally getting some rest evident on your face. “Мой красивый ангел” she sighed in content. “I don’t need to speak Russian to know that NAT’S COMPLETELY WHIPPED!” Sam wore a smug grin on his face. “One Wilson if you don’t keep your voice down I’ll skin you, and two if being in love is being whipped I’m okay with that.” Nat continued to look down at you in admiration, as if she took her eyes off of you for a second she’d miss another detail on your content face.

“I’ve know you for 12 years and I’ve genuinely never seen you like this Nat. Laura asks me about you and Y/n before she asks me about my day anymore. You’re pretty whipped, and arguably so is my own wife??” Clint scratched the back of his head while Nat’s grin grew. “Laura’s always had good taste.”

“So the Tin-Woman has a heart huh?? Never would have thought you had it in you Ms. Fem Fatal.” Tony gave Nat a pat on the back before heading for the door. “Welp I’ve seen two miracles today, Nat can cook and show affection. I’m all set for the night” On that note, Tony left your shared apartment which seemed to cause a domino effect among the other Avengers who began to leave left and right.

“You look happy Natasha. Hold on to that.” Steve’s parting words hung heavy in the room. Natasha was happy. Truly, utterly, completely happy. She’d hold on to your goofy, loving, sick self for as long as she could. She’d had a place to call ‘home’ many times before, but none were as full of love and light as her home with you.

Suddenly, while she was lost in her world with you, a tickle crept inside Natasha’s nose.

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I promise i didn’t disappear, the fic is coming it’s just REALLY long 😭

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well lol how do i start this

as you all can see, i've been flagged for almost a week. i haven't received ANY response or assistant from tumblr support and quite frankly, i'm tired of this whole situation stressing me out at a time where i should be happy and relaxed.

so, i'm taking things into my own hands and have made a new blog @honeystevie

although i'm not deleting this blog so that all of my works don't have to be moved and people can find me easier, i can't lie when i say that abandoning this blog is heartbreaking and the whole process of moving to a new one has made me cry a bit. i've made so many memories on this blog and i'm 200 away from my 5k milestone.

now i have to start all over bc of the incompetence of tumblr.

but the situation is out of my control, therefore it's time to move on.

i hope you all can join me in making new memories in a new space 💗

tagging as many of you as i can down below! PLEASE signal boost this post, i'd greatly appreciate it!

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