#This is NAT OKAY 🙈

[dirtyvulture]

Natasha Romanoff x GP!Virgin!Reader

18+ only, read at your own risk

Requested by anon: Hello God of Lust, thank you for continuing to provide us with your blessings 🙏

Would you possibly consider doing a flip of the GP!NatxCheerleader!R where it’s GP!Reader losing their virginity to a slightly teasing Nat? Reader begins to lose their shit *very* quickly but they’re trying their best to make it seem like they have it all together and the entire time Nat’s just stroking them and licking up and down their dick and finally Nat’s like “since you seem to be handling everything so well, you’ll be fine with me riding you, right?” And the moment Nat mounts R (very easily because Nat’s 100% been getting off to teasing R and listening to their moaning and panting), they completely lose it and explode within seconds because Nat just feels too good around them, how could they not 🥴

Kinda long, sorry 🙈 but thank you for your service once again, o’ God of Lust

AN: Anon, you filthy genius. 😙 Here’s the original fic, this one will have no plot whatsoever.

Your moans and pants are like music to Natasha’s ears as you struggle to keep your hips pinned to the bed. Your eyes are focused on her hand, already slick with your pre-cum, wrapped around your throbbing cock as she moves it up and down to pleasure you.

“Everything okay, baby?” Natasha asks, looking up at you through her long eyelashes with a devilish smirk on her lips. 

“Uh...yeah,” you gasp, your thighs quivering when her thumb rubs the sensitive spot under your tip. Your entire body feels like a rubber band stretched to its limit, and all Natasha’s done to you so far is give you a handjob. But you had never had anyone’s hand around your dick other than your own, and with a beautiful redhead lying between your legs, giving you her full undivided attention, you are seriously concerned about your stamina right now. 

“Your cock feels nice in my hand,” Natasha comments, and more pre-cum leaks out of your head at her words. You clench your jaw, wondering how much longer you can stand this, when she says, “I think you’d feel better in my mouth.”

“Nat--” You’re not mentally ready, but there’s no way in the world you are going to stop the Natasha Romanoff from putting your cock in her mouth. When she wraps her lips around your head, all you feel is wetness and heat, and you can’t stop yourself from sinking back on the bed, your loudest moan yet coming out of your chest as you grip the blankets in your fists. 

Natasha smiles as she takes a few more inches into her mouth, her tongue lapping at the pulsing vein that wraps around your cock. Your hips jerk up instinctively before you can stop yourself and Natasha gags around your length, but relaxes her throat so she can take you fully.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” you chant, no thoughts in your head as Natasha sucks your cock. She pulls away and you whine at the loss of heat, looking to see her licking along the vein, and your entire cock twitches. You have no idea how you’ve lasted this long, and you wish you could last forever, but Natasha is determined to give you your release.

She sits up and says, “Since you seem to be handling everything so well, you’ll be fine with me riding you, right?” 

You barely have time to comprehend her words when she swings her bare legs over your waist, lining herself up and sinking down on your hard cock. Natasha is soaking wet, clearly having gotten off on pleasuring you for your first time, and her walls hug your cock with a tightness and warmth that is unparalleled to any other body part she’s used on you so far.

“Nat!” you cry, overwhelmed by the stimulation that you pump your hips up once and completely empty your load into her. Natasha sighs as she feels your cum fill her up, rocking her hips gently until your whimpering and begging her to get off. 

“You owe me now,” she says with a devious wink.

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AN: Absolute filth.

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[benedictscanvas]

Hi! Would I be able to request something for Steve rogers? I just had my period and had such excruciating cramps it made me think of this. Reader coming to Steve for comfort when the cramps are unbearable, him although a bit awkward comforting and helping as much as he can. Something in de lines of him getting a warm towel etc and reader calling out for him whereas he reply’s with I’m coming! And the other avengers hearing the interaction and thinking something else is going on ( if you’re comfortable with that!) awkward breakfast scene where they all tease them. Reader finding it very awkward and doesn’t go to him the next period because they think he doesn’t want to anymore. But him being super worried instead because he thinks reader hasn’t gotten their period yet and thinks something is wrong instead. Sorry for this being so all over the place! 🙈

don't apologise lovely, this is a great idea, especially as someone currently investigating whether or not i have endo, i feel you and i send you all the love in the world. we got this <3 || 2.2k words, tw periods, reader jokes about a hysterectomy, suggestive themes

"Steve? Are you asleep?"

It may have been a silly question. Steve went to bed at midnight sharp every night and had done ever since you'd known him, getting up at a sensible 7am to complete his early morning gym session in peace. As it was only 22:30, he was almost certainly awake and you were regretting ever coming to his door. You were hit with another wave of cramps, however, and clutched at your stomach in desperation.

Steve appeared in his doorway, as cheery as ever. His face fell when he saw you doubled over, and he reached for you when you looked up with pain etched onto your face. You felt yourself tear up at the simple comfort of his large hands at either side of your neck, thumbs holding your chin up to look at him.

"Oh sweetheart," he said soothingly, his tone a world away from when you'd heard him training some new recruits earlier, all yelling and harsh edges, "Are you sick?"

"Jus' my period," you said simply, feeling your eyes water under his gaze. You saw him stiffen a little and you cursed yourself - you hadn't even thought about his attitude towards this kind of thing, or the fact that being raised 100 years ago might affect his knowledge on the matter. You gulped and tried to pull away from his comforting hands, but he held firm, "Sorry, I don't know why I came here."

He seemed to snap himself out of his own discomfort as he witnessed your own, letting go of your neck only to wrap an arm around your waist and practically carry you over to his bed, where he sat you down.

"Hopefully cause you knew I'd want to take care of you," he said softly, kneeling in front you with a sheepish smile, "Not sure I know exactly how, but you can teach me."

"You don't have to," you said quickly, "I've grown up with men who were comfortable with this sort of thing and I didn't think. It's okay to be out of your depth with it if you weren't taught."

He grinned at you, funnily enough. Two warm hands landed on your knees and rubbed small circles into every bit of bare skin he could find, grateful that your hoodie stopped mid-thigh.

"You're sweet. I wasn't taught much, but I know that it's nothing to be embarrassed about and that it must really hurt, baby. I'd take it all away if I could."

"You'd pay for my hysterectomy?" you muttered, cracking a smile.

He chuckled, because he'd heard you say it before, jokingly, to Nat and had asked what it was. Nowadays he knew all threats to remove your uterus were in jest, but the first time he'd heard it he'd gone a little pale at the thought.

"And risk not having little versions of us running about the place someday?" he asked, half-joking himself. The children discussion would probably be one you'd have a little down the line, since you'd only been dating for a few months, but it was something you already joked about more often than you probably should have, "Not quite yet. Can I get you anything else?"

It was human nature to want to say no, but it would have been a lie. You and Steve didn't lie to each other.

"Actually, my hot water bottle? It's on my nightstand, I forgot it when I came to find you. It just goes in the microwave, a minute and a half, if you're sure you don't mind."

He shook his head, hands now travelling from your knees right up to the tops of your thighs and back down again. Nothing in the touch but warmth and a little bit of love maybe. You'd only exchanged 'I love you's last week, but you were already beginning to recognise all the ways in which he'd told you he loved you before he said it out loud.

"I'm on it. You want food too? Chocolate?"

You narrowed your eyes at him.

"Somebody's been reading," you said, and he looked a little guilty, even though it only made him sweeter.

"A little. Heard you mention to Wanda it was coming up, I wanted to be able to help you," he murmured, leaning in to press a lingering kiss to your temple as he got up to grab your things, "So glad you came to me, honey. Gonna take such good care of you."

"Y'always do," you said, tired and happy. There was fresh wave of pain rolling through your abdomen, sharp and stabbing, and you held onto it quietly as you smiled at Steve's retreating form. At his broad back, the muscles bunched and stretched out against one of his too-tight t-shirts. You loved those t-shirts almost as much as you loved him.

Maybe more than him, actually. There were really tight.

By the time he returned, you'd taken the initiative to curl yourself under his covers, feeling the telltale sweat on your forehead that told you the flow was getting heavier and the cramps were about to get worse. You told Steve as much through a grimace and he pouted his sympathy.

"Cuddles or space?"

It was one of your favourite phrases. The two of you said it to each other often, with both answers being totally acceptable and inoffensive to the other. It had been years since either of you had been in a proper relationship and with that came a penchant for independence neither of you wanted to shake. Some of your favourite days with Steve had been spent on opposite sides of the sofa, with only your feet on his lap for contact.

Right now, you needed a little more of him.

"Maybe just a hand on my stomach?" you asked, tentative in being too specific, "I think anything else might be a little smothering right now."

He nodded like he understood and you got the feeling he was really trying to. He crawled into bed beside you, placed his hand holding the hot water bottle against your stomach. You had to move his hand to the correct place, but you sighed in praise once he'd found it.

"Anything you need," he reassured once again, with another shorter kiss to your temple. You closed your eyes and focused on the feeling of his hand and of being so openly loved. Sometimes it was like a cramp of its own on your heart.

Then the cramps got worse and there was nothing distracting enough to take away from them.

Steve coaxed you through every wave. Told you how well you were doing, how horrible this was, how much he wished he could take on every bit of pain you'd ever felt and carry it around with him instead. It got a little dramatic at times, in fact, but in your state it was exactly what you needed and it seemed he knew that. He wasn't usually quite so affectionate with his words.

At one point, he simply had to get up for a toilet break, even though you could tell he'd been desperately trying to hold it. Another wave of pain hit just as he was washing his hands and you cried out despite yourself, the tears springing anew.

"I'm...ugh, coming!" there was a groan halfway through his sentiment that made you furrow your brow, but it turned out he'd stubbed his toe on the doorframe in his rush back to you. Despite your own pain, you'd managed a chaste kiss to his collarbone to soothe him and it seemed to do wonders.

When the pain finally subsided a little, it was around 2am and you'd royally messed with his nighttime routine.

"Sorry it's past your bedtime," you told him quietly when you were both finally trying to go to sleep. You could tell he was waiting for you before he allowed himself to succumb to sleep. You were both lying on your sides facing each other, just your pinkies locked together in your usual, minimal night-time embrace.

"S'okay sweet," he slurred, tired as could be. You tightened your pinky around his, "Wake me if you can't sleep."

You nodded, then let yourself drift off if only to ensure he got as much sleep as possible.

~~~

When you woke, it was just before nine in the morning and it took everything within you not to turn over and try to fall asleep again. You knew that breakfast was only served until around half nine around here though, at Tony's insistence, because "anything after that would be brunch, and we're not doing a daily brunch dipshits".

Steve was gone without a trace, although you were hoping he hadn't got up for his early workout without getting himself a little more sleep.

There was a trace of Steve, you found, as you swung your legs out of bed and prepared to stand. On the nightstand, he'd left pain medication, water and a freshly warm water bottle that told you he couldn't have been gone too long. One of his hoodies, soft and large enough to drop to your thighs had been left draped at the end of his bed, so you tugged it on over your pyjamas with a wry smile as you headed out.

The breakfast table was sparse - so many of these heroes having such early starts it made your head spin. But Tony was there, alongside Sam and Maria and, most importantly, Steve.

Silly-sweet Steve whose whole face lit up when he saw you traipse in. You made your way over to him with a greeting smile to the rest of the group.

"Tuckered out, Y/N?" Tony asked before Steve could even greet you with the soft morning murmur you loved. Sam instantly elbowed him in a way you couldn't explain and Steve was glaring at him too, his face starkly different to when you'd just walked in.

"Drop it, Tony."

Tony tuts. You hesitate to take the seat your hand was resting on, just in case.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about, Cap, we're all human," he grins, then his face falls dramatically, "Unless...there is something to be embarrassed about? Scared Y/N might expose your poor...performance for us?"

"Steve, what is he talking about?"

This time it's Maria who cuts in before Steve can answer you.

"He's being a child. A few of us nearby heard some stuff from Steve's room last night and Stark cares more than he should. Probably because Pepper's cut him off again."

"Uh, excuse me, Hill-"

Tony was arguing back and forth with Maria rather vehemently, but you weren't really listening anymore. They thought they'd heard you and Steve having sex? It explained why Steve was staring daggers at the breakfast in front of him, but you couldn't think of anything that would've sounded like that.

"Steve!"

"I'm- ugh, coming!"

You had no idea how you hadn't heard the innuendo in it at the time. Your skin had gone up in flames. You picked up a plate and piled it high but you knew there was no way you could stay at this table and listen to Tony's teasing.

"I'm still not feeling great," you whispered to Steve, pressing a chaste kiss to the spot above his ear, "I'll see you later, honey."

"I'll come with you," he said easily, already beginning to get up but you pushed him back into his chair. The idea of adding fuel to the fire was too much for your slightly hormonal mind to deal with right now and you could even feel tell-tale tears behind your eyes. Fuck periods.

"No, you finish your breakfast," you smiled, even knowing it wouldn't meet your eyes, "Honestly, it's fine."

And you didn't give him a chance to argue, fighting to ignore the kicked puppy look he was sporting as you quickly walked out of the canteen. You could hear Sam telling Tony to look at what he'd done, but they were out of earshot soon enough.

~~~

The day had gone by painfully slowly and you were still in pain for most of it. The relief of the pain being a little better than the night before had soon worn off, and the residual pain was still enough for you to stay in bed most of the day and beat yourself up for it.

Even though you knew you were entitled, you'd had a text from Steve telling you he'd been called to some meeting a few blocks away, that he'd let you know when he was back. It had made you feel like you should be doing something too, but the next episode came on and you allowed yourself to sink back into the pillows.

You'd also spent the day beating yourself up for your reaction to everything that morning. You could blame it on your period or that you'd just woken up, but the truth was you'd just panicked that Steve might panic. He hated people talking about his sex life in that way, always had, and the idea of you making that worse for him had taken over you.

But Tony texted to say sorry and you apologised right back, which he scolded you for. You knew he hadn't meant any harm.

It was past 8pm by the time you got another text:

Finally back. Sorry it's been so long. Your place or mine? :)

You winced at the gorgeous message. He was an altogether gorgeous man, so why did the idea of talking about what had happened that morning fill you with dread? Steve had obviously trained himself to help you on your period but it wasn't something that came naturally to him. You worried that he might feel more uncomfortable about the whole thing now and nothing hurt more than making him uncomfortable.

Can we take a raincheck? Hope the meeting wasn't too awful x

He replied back so quickly you wondered if he'd just been sat there waiting for you.

Are you okay? It was definitely awful, but I'm in one piece at least.

Something felt icky in your chest and you thought about bounding up to his door like last night and leaping into his arms, but instead you locked your phone and turned over on your side as another wave of pain hit.

It had only been ten minutes when there was a knock on your door.

"Y/N? I know you said rain check and I swear I'll go away as soon as you let me know you're alright? Is it the pain again?"

Your heart ached even more than your stomach. His kindness knew no bounds and you loved him so wholeheartedly it felt like you might burst.

"Shit, I'm sorry Steve, come in, please."

The door clicked and edged open slowly, just a portion of his head sticking through it as he assessed the situation. When he saw you all swaddled in blankets he came closer, but only to sit at the end of your bed. You reached for his hand, gratified when he offered it readily.

"Y/N-"

"No, I'm really sorry Steve. For not replying and for not wanting to see you and for this morning, especially, and the teasing. I know you hate that sort of thing and I'm so sorry I put you in that position and then I just felt so bad about it I didn't want to see you. But I always want to see you. Always, baby, I'm sorry."

He blinked. You pressed your lips together into a thin line as you waited for him to respond to your rant. A slightly pathetic rant, in hindsight, but at least it was all said.

"Struggling to see what you're apologising for, sweetness," he said eventually, rubbing his thumb into your hand, steadying, "You're entitled to want an evening to yourself, anytime. You know that."

"I do," you said in earnest, "But we communicate better than I did tonight. And I was an ass this morning."

"Tony was an ass," he correctly firmly, "But I wasn't that embarrassed, baby. I've come a long way since I came out the ice all innocent. You should know that better than anyone."

His fingers fluttered at your wrist, a spark in his eye, and there was heat flooding through you for an entirely different reason now.

"You're right, of course. Can we maybe blame it on my period messing me up and get straight to the bit where you kiss me stupid?"

He chuckles at you and you pout when he doesn't follow it right up with a kiss.

"One last thing, it'll be quick, I promise," he said, pleading, "Please don't let anything getting in the way of you coming to me when you feel like this. Sitting in my room knowing my girl is in pain is way too much for me to handle, baby."

Yes, you could have answered in words, but you were an impatient being. You surged forward to connect your lips to his instead, ignoring the stab of pain from the change of position as you melted into him, his large warm hand soon cupping the back of your neck to keep you close.

When Steve's other hand came up to your stomach in an attempt to quell the pain, you found yourself grinning too hard not to pull away. He grinned right back.

if you'd like to request something, please do so here. i'd love to hear from you, sunflower <3

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[lacyscabinet]

Okok wait… spider!nat taking you swinging with her and then doing the famous upside down kiss and revealing herself 🙈

A/N: UUUUUUUUU I LOVE SPIDERMAN AND I LOVE NAT SO THIS IS PERFECT *chef kiss*, I think an headcanon would fit this request better than a one-shot, this also turned out a bit darker then intended :'), thanks for your request, i hope you enjoy !! <3 (also this is not proof-read sorry :) I'm probably going to edit it later)

Warnings: attempted assault, creepy man

MASTERLIST

The day started in a great way

school was good

you got an A in your essay

and before going home you sat on the bleachers watching your girlfriend's soccer practice

at first she didn't notice, too caught up in the match

but then your eyes met

she smiled and let her gaze stay on you for a bit too long, missing out on the ball and letting the other team score

but she didn't care about her teammate's groans

you were there, and she was so happy about it

after practice you and Nat hung out a bit, but eventually you had to go home

so you dropped her off to the trailer park gates and kissed her goodbye

Your home wasn't THAT far from there

but still, a ten minute walk when it's already dark isn't safe

the first thing you heard was steps, someone walking behind you

you walked faster, they walked faster

you crossed the road, they crossed the road

and at some point you felt an hand on your shoulder

a voice filled with poison spoke up

"What are you doing all alone this late? it's not safe for a lady like you"

you wanted to throw up

you couldn't move, too scared, terrified

his hand moved to the small of your back

you found the strenght to run

but he was quicker

yanking you back to him

in that moment, something teared the man away from you

it was spider-girl

after what felt like ages, you took a deep breath

she webbed him to a brick wall and shouted something among the lines of "The police is gonna deal with you perv"

turning around to face you Spider-girl said

"Here, I'll take you home"

offering you her hand, you esitantly took it

instantly she wrapped an arm around you, swinging with you in the air

then she placed you back on the ground while she hung upside-down from a tree

"God Y/N, are you okay? did he hurt you?"

you are totally in shock

assaulted, rescued, brought home by Spider-girl and now she knows you name!?

she totally noticed how tense you were

she took a deep breath and pulled off her mask

her bleached blonde hair pooking out

"Nat? you're...Spider-girl?"

she blushed and looked down, nodding

the whole situation was surreal

you reached up to caress her face, stroking her cheek

in that moment, just seeking a hint of comfort after everything that happened, you leaned in

and she instantly kissed you back

it was tender, loving and innocent in some ways

after everything that day, this was just what you needed

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[holdmytesseract]

Winter Wonders 》 The Baby Fever AU & Winter Warmers Collection

Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader

Summary: Loki comes home on a beautiful winter day after being five months away on royal duty - much to your daughter's delight.

Warnings: huge amount of fluff!

Word Count: 2,4k

a/n: This is my tribute to @lokisgoodgirl 's wonderful Winter Warmers Collection! 🥰And because we all love dad!Loki and Ella, I decided to make this a Baby Fever AU oneshot! 🥰 Special thanks to @aagn360 for giving me the inspiration, with the idea of a cuddle session with Ella, Y/N and touch-starved Loki. 😁

Also, I am so sorry for the ghost post earlier - to those who noticed! I posted this oneshot on accident... 😅 It's too early yet in the timeline for that story... I'm so sorry, guys! 🙈

Tagging: @lokisgoodgirl @lovingchoices14 @evelyn-kingsley @jennyggggrrr @acefeather2002 @lulubelle814 @vbecker10 @theaudacitytowrite @lady-rose-moon @aagn360 @fictive-sl0th @mostclevermiss @linaax

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BABY FEVER MASTERLIST °☆• MASTERLIST

Four-year-old Ella was kneeling on a chair, which stood in front of the big window pane in the living room. The little girl had both her hands pressed against the glass, watching the snowflakes dance through the chilly winter air of New York City. She loved snow - what was absolutely no wonder. After all, she had some Jotun blood running through her veins.

Her hands were tinged in a soft blue, due to the coldness of the window pane, which managed to tickle her inner Frost Giant awake. "Sweetheart, what are you doing?" You asked with a sweet smile, as you walked into the living room with two mugs of hot chocolate in your hands. "Are you watching the snow again?" Ella nodded. "Uh.Huh." You shook your head, but smiled; knew exactly why she did that. She started to watch the snow, since it began to fall. It reminded her of her father, who was currently away on royal duty on Jotunheim - since almost five months now. Ella was missing him terribly. Sure, Loki was staying in touch, of course, but it wasn't the same. It wasn't the real thing – and since the season had changed and Christmas was almost right around the corner, the little girl seemed to miss her dad even more.

A sad sigh left your lips as you set the mugs down on the small table and stepped over to your daughter. "Do you miss daddy, princess?" The girl nodded, head hanging low. "So much, mommy..." Your heart ached at the broken, sad and almost painful voice of your daughter. You ran your hand gently, lovingly through her thick, black curls and leaned down to press a kiss on her head. "I know, sweetie, I know... I miss daddy as well." She turned to face you, looking up at you with her big, blue eyes. "Do you know when he is coming back?" You shook your head, "No, I'm sorry, sweet girl. I wish I knew, but I don't." and handed her a cup of hot chocolate, which Ella took with a small smile. "Thank you." You both took a big sip, relishing in the taste of the sweet, chocolaty drink. "What would you like to do this afternoon, sweetheart?" You asked her, deciding that it was for the best to somehow take her mind off of Loki for a while. "Umm..." Ella started, thinking about what to say. You looked at her and noticed with a smile, that her upper lip was still coated in whipped cream and hot chocolate, giving her a literal moustache. She looked utterly cute. "Can we go out in the snow?" You raised an eyebrow. "Again?" It wasn't like you spent almost the whole week outside for hours and hours. Ella just loved snow and took everybody with her, who had time. On Monday, she was out with you. On Tuesday, she took Happy with her – okay, okay, actually took Happy Ella with him, to be entirely honest. He was totally not using your daughter as an excuse to go sledding and built a snowman. Absolutely not! On Wednesday she was out with Eisa, Jane and you - again. On Thursday, she took uncle Bruce and auntie Nat with her and yesterday, uncle Tony had to bite the bullet. Of course, they enjoyed going out with the little girl. Especially Happy. "Yes! Please, mommy! Please!" How could you say no to her? You started to smile and nod. "Alright, my little Frost Giant. Go, get dressed." Her eyes lit up at your words and she squealed in excitement, "Yay!" before she hopped down from the chair and sprinted out of the living room to get dressed. You watched her run away, with a giggle. Oh, how much you loved her.

An hour later, you were walking through the snowy streets, on your way to go to the hill you spent the most time at this week. Ella's small hand in your left hand, the string of the wooden sled in your right hand. Ella was looking up, head tilted back. Her mouth was opened, tongue jutted out to catch snowflakes. You giggled; her behaviour reminding you of your own childhood. Who didn't do that as a kid?

After a ten minute walk, you arrived at the small hill, where a few other kids were already sledding. Ella practically dragged you there and what could you say? You had the fun of your life - and so did Ella. You always loved winter and the snow. There was just something special about this season… Something magical…

When you climbed the hill for the approximately thousandth time this day and got seated on the sledge with Ella sitting between your spread legs, ready for take-off, the little girl suddenly tapped your arm repeatedly. "Mommy, mommy!" She called out, trying to get your attention. You looked down at her quickly, thinking something was wrong. "What is it, Ella?" She pointed into distance - towards the Avengers compound to be exactly. "Look, look!" You followed her pointing, causing your eyes to widen. The snow and grey sky were blocking your view a bit, but you could clearly see the large ray of rainbow light breaking through the thick blanket of clouds. It was the Bifrost - without a doubt. Loki. A gasp left your lips at the realisation that he must have arrived back home – in that very moment. "It's daddy, mommy! He is back! He is back!" Ella squealed excitedly, before she wriggled about on the sled. "I-It seems so, y-yes." "We have to go, we have to go!" Your daughter was absolutely right. So, you gave the sledge the final nudge to manoeuvre it over the 'cliff' and together you sled down the small hill. The sledge didn't come even entirely to a halt, when Ella already jumped off of it and started to run through the snow, back towards the tower. "Ella!" You stood up and called after her, "Ella! Wait!" but she ignored your words and kept on running; her father being the only thing on her mind. You cursed slightly under your breath, before you quickly jogged after her, sledge in tow. For a four-year-old, she was very fast, like you noticed. You weren't able to outrun her. Perhaps it was also the fault of the not exactly weightless wooden sledge you had to drag behind you, but well… at least you saw her from distance. As fast as your feet could carry you, you made your way towards your home. Ten minutes later, you had finally reached your destination - just in time to witness one of the most beautiful things your eyes had ever seen…

The Bifrost was closed by now, of course, but you had been right with your assumption. It was Loki and Thor. They were both back and now standing on the big snowed in yard of the compound, clad in their Asgardian armour. Loki's raven hair was turning white, as he talked to his brother; snowflakes caught on his long curls. His black and emerald green cape was flapping in the cold winter breeze, golden armour reflected by the white snow. Ella's small legs seemed to work even harder, getting her to her dad even faster. Her pink snowsuit and beanie literally glowed through the white, as she ran and ran. "Daddy! Daddy!" Ella screamed so loud, that even you could hear her. You saw how Loki turned swiftly around at her screams. The voice of his daughter ringing in his ears caused his heart to speed up. And when he laid eyes upon the little girl running towards him, he felt like he was going to cry right then and there out of sheer boundless happiness. That was his child, his little girl, his princess coming for him. He feared his heart was going to burst because of the love he felt, radiating throughout his whole body. "I am going to see you later, brother." He heard Thor say in a happy voice, followed by a clap on his shoulder, before the God of Thunder trudged away; eager to meet his own family again after this long time. Ella got closer; her happy giggles echoing over the yard. Loki beamed at her, took a few steps forwards and squatted down, opening his arms for Ella to run into. "Daddyyyyy!" The girl yelled once again, when she had reached him, literally jumping in his awaiting arms. Her little legs and arms wound themselves around the God's body, holding on for dear life. Loki enveloped her in a tight hug, inhaling her scent, as silent tears of happiness ran down his cheeks. Oh how much he had missed her. "My sweet girl." He mumbled in her beanie covered hair, "My princess." before he leaned back slightly to pepper her cheeks with wet, sloppy kisses. "Daddy stop! That tickles!" Ella giggled, as Loki's raven curls brushed her face. The God just chuckled as well, more than happy to finally have his daughter back in his arms after those torturous five months. "Why are you crying, daddy?" Ella asked her father, quite a bit confused now, to which Loki just shook his head. "Those are happy tears, princess. I am so happy to see you again. I missed you so much." Her eyes brightened, shining with love. "I missed you too, daddy!"

Your husband and daughter were clinging at each other, when you finally had reached them as well. You had shortly feared that the scene playing out in front of your eyes was your own imagination, tricking you - but it wasn't a trick. It was real. "Loki..." You literally gasped, both because you were out of breath and utterly surprised by his sudden arrival. His oceanic blue eyes immediately lifted to look you straight in the eyes. "Y/N!" He let Ella down gently and quickly bridged the short distance separating you from him. The familiar scent of him infiltrated your senses, as he pulled you tightly against his amour clad chest. Leather, cedarwood and pine, combined with something dark and musky you couldn't put a finger on. It was just Loki. You inhaled deeply and locked your arms around him, bathing in the sensation to just feel his presence. You tangled your fingers in his long curls and buried your face in his chest. Once again, Loki felt some tears escaping the corners of his eyes. Oh how he had longed to feel your body against his again. He was dying to feel your touch - and suddenly here you were, safe and securely in his arms. "Darling..." He whispered in a low, husky voice. "My goddess, my queen, my wife… I missed you so much." You lifted your head, eyes dancing over every inch of skin on his handsome face. "I missed you too... So so much." With his hands on your hips, you stood on your tiptoes to lock your lips on his. Sighing happily in the kiss you were giving him, he pulled you once again closer, not intending to let you go again in near future - and that was exactly what Loki did.

With Ella on one arm and the other wrapped around your waist, he guided you into the big building and up to your apartment. He spent the rest of the afternoon with Ella, catching up on the lost time with his daughter. They were inseparable, sticking to each other like glued together - until it was time for Ella to go to bed. Although she didn't sleep. Not before Loki was curled up beside her. The God loved it to spend time with Ella, but there was another important person he desperately wanted to spend time with... You. He was in lack of your presence for so long. His heart, soul and body longed for you. Yes, he was literally touch-starved.

Sneaking out of the now sleeping girl's room, he tiptoed down the hallway towards the bedroom, where he found you laying already embedded in the sheets, reading. As soon as you noticed him, you laid your book aside and smiled at him. "Ella asleep?" The God nodded. "Yes. Sleeping like a baby." Your smile even widened, as you patted his side of the bed, which had been cold and empty for so many nights - except the ones Ella had slept beside you, after a nightmare had haunted her in her sleep or because she couldn't sleep at all. "C'mere, babe... I missed you..." You said, repeating your words from earlier. The touch-starved God didn't let himself tell that twice. With quick steps he rounded the bed, got rid of his sweater and sweatpants, before he slipped underneath the covers, immediately searching for your touch. As soon, as your head came to rest on his bare chest and your fingertips into contact with the skin of his stomach, a pleasant shiver run down his spine. He felt whole again. This was exactly where he needed to be. Where he wanted to be. You felt exactly the same way. Without a doubt. No words needed to be exchanged, as you just enjoyed to cuddle him; to feel his beating heart underneath your palm.

Just as you were about to doze off, your bedroom door suddenly creaked open softly, almost hesitatingly. Seconds later, Ella's head peaked through the small gap, tired, sleepy eyes looking at you. "Daddy?" She quipped. "Princess? What's wrong? Can't you sleep?" "Why did you just leave me?" Ella asked, rubbing her eyes, while she stepped fully in the room. "I'm sorry, sweet girl, but I wanted to be with mommy, cuddle her too." Her blue eyes wandered from Loki to you and back. "Can I come, too?" Loki and you looked at each other, smiling softly, before nodding at the small girl. "Of course, princess. Come here. But close the door behind you." On lightning speed, Ella closed the door and literally jumped in the bed, making herself comfortable under your cosy blankets, so that she was sandwiched between you and Loki. You turned off your bedside lamp, before the three of you cuddled close together and just enjoyed each other's presence. There was nothing better in this whole, wide world, than seeing Loki again after being separated for such a long time and just cuddling him and Ella close.

#winter warmers collection #the baby fever au #loki laufeyson x female reader #loki laufeyson x reader #loki x reader #loki x you #loki x female reader #loki x y/n #loki laufeyson imagine #loki oneshot

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow & Urban : BIRTHDAY TWINS

Requested and ideas from the wonderful @harlowcomehome 🤗❤️‍🔥 she originally asked for only the gifts the kids made but y’all know me I like to make a mess and mix it all up. Hope I did it justice 🙈

“Niños aquí está todo lo que necesitan, use whatever you want. If you need to use the hot glue gun make sure you ask tia or me.” You tell Cassie, Mia and Ezequiel.

“Okay mama thank you.”

“We’ll be sitting over here if you need us.” Natalia says.

“Yes okay mom.” Ezequiel groans.

“Relax little dude.” Nat says jokingly.

You and your best friend Natalia go sit at the couches she has set up in the backyard, while you both keep an eye on the kids from your spot.

Today you were celebrating Jack and Urban’s birthday, so you and Nat had told the kids they were able to pick one thing they’d like to give their ninos, but they decided on making them something instead, to make it more special, as Mia liked to remind you.

“Who would’ve thought we’d be here, sipping on some margaritas watching our kids make arts and crafts for the boys?” Natalia asks.

You smile “It’s weird isn’t it? I mean for me it still is.”

“I mean it hasn’t even been a year Y/N, you have every right to have mixed feelings.”

You shrug “I’ll get over it. I just want it to be special for her, you know?”

She nods. “I get you on that part. No matter the fights I have with Jack, we put things aside when it comes to the kids.”

“That’s how it should always be.”

“NO EZ NOT THAT.”

You and Nat look at each other and smile “Back to reality.”

“JUST LET ME DO IT MIA.”

“My little monsters, what's going on?” Nat asks, walking towards them, you follow behind her.

“Mom EZ won’t let me decide on the color to put in my hand. It’s my hand so I pick.”

“Ezequiel let your sister choose the color for hers and you choose yours. No fighting, remember this is for Nino.”

“Tio Urban gonna be happy. He’s the best Tio ever.” Ezequiel says.

“No.” Cassie shakes her head “My nino Jack Jack is the bestest, he gonna love mine.”

“Cass, my Urby is the best. He always plays with me.”

“He’s not your Urby, he’s mine, and my Nino Jack Jack is the best anyways, he always sings with me.”

“Guys.” Mia says, shaking her head. “Nino Urb is your dad Cassie. Ezequiel, daddy is her Nino Jack Jack, so they’re both the best.” Mia tells them.

“My daddy is the best but my Tio Urby is the bestest.”

“No. Mine is.”

“Mama tell Cassie my Tio Urban is the best.” Ezequiel looks at Nat.

“They’re both the best, no competition.”

“Fine.”

“Whatever.”

“Are you guys almost done? Everyone will be here soon.” You ask.

“Almost Nina.” Mia answers.

“I’m going to make sure the enchiladas don’t burn.” 

Nat nods, “Can you check on the cake for me? Que no se esté escurriendo mucho la leche.” 

“Yeah, I got you.” 

You make your way inside to the kitchen and check inside the oven and take out the enchiladas. You then check on the cakes and make sure it isn’t spilling much milk. 

You’re closing the refrigerator door when Urban is walking into the kitchen.

“Hi.” 

“Hey.” You smile, “Happy birthday.” 

“Thank you.” There’s an awkward moment. “Is Cassie down for her nap?”

“No, she’s in the backyard with Nat and the kids.”

He nods, “Cool. cool.”

You both are silent and just looking at anything that isn’t at each other.

“This is weird right?” You say after a while.

“What is?”

You shrug, “I mean it’s been five months and it’s still pretty fresh, our divorce that is and me being here is probably weird for both of us?”

He’s looking at you as if you grew two heads. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s awkward, maybe I should just leave, have you spend your birthday with your family and friends.”

“You’re my family too Y/N, that will never change.” 

“You know what I meant.” You shrug and wrap your arms around yourself. “It’s your day and I- I don’t want it to be weird for you.” You feel the tears coming so you take a deep breath. “Excuse me.” You walk out the kitchen and head to the guest bedroom where you and Cassie would be staying for the weekend.

Once inside the bedroom you let the tears flow openly, you hear the door open. “Shit.”

“Hey, hey, it’s ok.” He comes to hug you. “It’s just me, it’s ok.”

You shake your head, “It’s not okay.” 

“Tell me what you need?”

"Can you just hold me for a bit?”

“Yeah, I got you.” 

He holds you tight and rubs your back.

After a while you pull back. “It’s your birthday and here I am making it about me. I’m sorry.”

“Hey, look at me.” He lifts your chin up so you’re looking straight into his eyes. “Everything is ok, we’re good.”

You nod. “I’m just emotional, I usually wake up next to you on your birthday and we spend the morning in bed just talking so it was weird when you weren’t next to me.”

“You think I don’t miss that?” He raises his eyebrows. “You think it didn’t break my heart when I woke up and you weren’t beside me with a smile on your face and singing happy birthday to me? It was weird not having you or Cassie with me this morning, but we agreed we’re better off as friends.”

“I know, I know, but I just can’t help but miss it.”

“You guys ok?” There’s a knock on the door.

You move away from Urban and try to wipe your tears away.

“Yeah come in.” Urban replies.

“Hi sorry, everyone is here and the kids want to give us our presents.” Jack says.

You smile at that. “Go ahead, let me retouch my makeup real quick.”

Urban and Jack look at you worriedly but nod and walk out the room. You didn’t have to touch up your makeup, you just wanted a few seconds on your own before facing everyone.

You take in a deep breath, nod, stand up straighter and exit the bedroom heading towards the backyard where everyone was at.

In the center of the yard you see Urban and Jack surrounded by the kids and your closest friends and family.

“Damn Urb, you and Y/N making Cassie a sibling ? or why is her hair and makeup looking messy.” Druski says out loud, everyone going quiet, glaring at him. “What? Why’s everyone looking at me like ya want to kill me?”

“They’re not together.” Neelam whispers, but you heard her.

“Wait for real? I thought that was all fake?.”

He looks between Urban and you. “I thought it was to get back at me for saying I wanted drama between you.”

“ANYWAY.” Natalia decides to step in. “The kids made the birthday boys a little something.”

Cassie, Mia and Ezequiel run to the kids table to grab their stuff, and head back to where everyone is at.

“We made this for yous.” Cassie says.

“Mia and me dids it for our best uncle.” Ez says and hands Urban a picture frame made out of popsicle sticks.

“I did mine for my best tio Jack Jack.” Cassie also hands Jack a picture frame of her and him.

Both frames are made out of popsicle sticks that the kids colored, it has a picture of them and their uncle. You and Natalia helped them write happy birthday and their names on it.

“Oh wow, this is amazing, thank you.”

“Yeah this is pretty cool, thanks guys.”

“WAIT THERE’S MORE.” Mia yells, hands EZ and Cassie a paper.

“Ohhh I forgot” Cassie says laughing.

“We made these too.” Mia tells them. “Nino Urby, if it’s ugly blame cheesy, he wouldn’t let me decide on one color.” She rolls her eyes.

Everyone laughs at that.

“Be nice Mia.” Jack warns.

“Sorry.”

Cassie smiles and gets closer to Jack. “I made mine with blue because it’s my favorite color, and you the bestest uncle ever.”

“HEY.” Copelan yells.

“What about me?” Sunni asks.

Cassie shrugs “He got me a music triangle, beat that.”

“Urby you’re the best uncle ever. Not Jack Jack.” Ez says.

“NOOO, tío Jack is the best.”

Mia rolls her eyes. “All day, all day they be saying this.” She looks at both kids. “Ez, who’s the best daddy?”

Ez furrows his eyebrows. “Uhh, well daddy.” He points at Jack.

“Cassie, who’s the best daddy?”

Cassie smiles and goes to hug Urban, “My daddy.”

Mia then taps her chin, “Who’s the best uncle?”

“TIO URB.”

“NOOO TÍO JACK.”

Mia groans and smacks her head. “SEE THEY DON’T KNOW.”

Everyone laughs. “It’s okay bug.”

“I think it’s you who doesn’t understand Mia.”

Mia glares at him. “DRUSKI QUIET.”

“I’m just saying.” He put his hands up in defense.

“Can we sing happy birthday now? I want cake.” Clay asks.

You nod.

“Before we sing, Urban, were you eating that cake or was she eating yours?” Druski asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

“YOO.”

“I just want to know.”

“I’m about to beat you up.” You tell him.

“I can help.” Mia says glaring at Druski.

“Fine, fine, let’s sing happy birthday.”

Neelam and Ace light up the custom made Pokémon cakes for Urban and Jack, and you all sing happy birthday to them both.

After a while you notice the kids are plotting something but you take no mind to it.

“Uncle Druski.” Cassie and Mia are holding hands, standing in front of him.

“What’s up? Y’all need money or something? I’m the wrong guy to ask.”

“No.” Mia says.

“Then what’s up?”

“THIS.” Ezequiel yells and comes out from behind him and smears cake all over his face.

Everyone is laughing.

“WHYYYY?” Dru yells, laughing as well.

Mia shrugs, while Cassie and Ez run off laughing.

“Mia, you’re the little devil in all these schemes, why did I get a cake to the face?”

Mia stands besides Urban, they smile at each other and do their little handshake. “Stop picking on my Nino and Nina.” She says, glaring at Druski.

Jack and Urban go to stand next to each other, looking around the yard and smiling.

“Happy birthday to us.” Jack says.

“Happy birthday indeed bro.”

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[ghostofskywalker]

First off congrats on your followers. You deserve so much more as your writing is fabulous. I was wondering if I could request a soft Nat who comforts reader. I’m bad at titles and all I could think of is “chamomile tea”. 🙈🙈 much love to you 💜💜

aww, thank you so much!! you are such a bright spot on my dash and you truly do so much for the fandom 💕💕 i hope you enjoy this!!

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Chamomile Tea

You felt more tired than usual when you opened your eyes one morning, despite the fact that you had gotten a full night’s sleep the day before. But once you sat up in bed and felt a tickle in your throat, you knew that you must have caught some kind of cold, and you sighed, moments before a coughing fit wracked your body. You were sure that Sam could hear you through the wall, as your room was next to his, and you hoped that you didn’t wake him.

Because of the coughing, your throat hurt and your head started to painfully throb. It was like having a bad hangover, but without the fun memories of the previous night to balance out the pain, and you hated it. You should have known that you would get sick eventually, as lately more and more people around you have been falling victim to some unknown ailment, likely a variation of the common cold. You would think that superheroes didn’t get sick, but sadly, the last few weeks had proved that wasn’t the case.

The sound of someone knocking on your door pulled you back to the present, and you coughed once more before speaking. “Who is it?” You recoiled slightly as you heard yourself speak, with a voice that was scratchy and hoarse, and you weren’t even sure the person on the other side of the door had heard you.

“It’s me.” A smiled crossed your face when you heard Natasha’s voice, and quickly croaked out an okay for her to enter. She took one look at you, and her face immediately changed. “Are you alright?”

You nodded, even though you felt far from okay at this point. “I think I caught whatever’s been making its way around the compound,” you said quietly.

Your girlfriend nodded solemnly, and you could see the worry on her face. “You need to rest,” she said. “I’ll get you some water and some breakfast.”

You shook your head. “You don’t have to-” you started to say, but another coughing fit stopped your sentence before you had finished it.

“Y/N,” Natasha said with her eyebrows raised. “You’re obviously not feeling well, let me take care of you for a little while.”

“Once I get up I should be okay, and-”

“Y/N.” Her voice was firm and unwavering as she looked at you. You recognized that look: it was the same one she had worn when Tony had spent a week holed up in his lab and the entire team had gone down there to try and convince him to get some rest. “Just stay here, okay? I’ll be right back.”

You nodded, partially because you weren’t sure if you had the strength to get out of bed right now. Your entire body felt like it was made of jell-o, your limbs somehow feeling both weightless and too heavy to move at the same time, and you were in no position to get up and continue your day as normal. Natasha knew that from the minute she had stepped in the door, because she had dealt with the same kind of cold last week, and you had taken care of her as she fought it. Now, it was her turn to take care of you.

You waited patiently for Natasha to return, and you almost nodded off right there. But the sound of the door opening once more pulled you away for your half-fallen slumber, and you saw your girlfriend standing in front of you holding a tray, and once you were sitting up a little better, she set up it over your legs. On it was a plate with some fresh fruit and a slice of the banana bread you had made the other day, all soft enough so that you didn’t further irritate your sore throat. “I’m just waiting for the kettle to finish heating up, and then I’ll have some tea for you, okay?”

You nodded, suddenly overcome with emotion. Where had you managed to find such a perfect girlfriend? She leaned down to place a soft kiss on your forehead before leaving the room again to fetch the tea.

“There’s some honey in it,” she said when she returned, placing the mug down on the table by your bed, this way it was out of the way of danger but still within your reach.

“What did I do to deserve you?” you asked softly, and she smiled.

“I think it’s you that I don’t deserve,” was her response. “With all that I’ve done in the past.”

You shook your head, reaching out to gently take her hand. “You are perfect, and I can’t ever imagine my life without you, I’m just trying to figure out how I got this lucky.”

You took the first sips of your tea as she just smiled in response, and you could see the beginning of a tear in her eyes, but you were just telling the truth. Natasha was truly the best thing that had ever happened to you, and this experience just proved it even more.

After you finished your breakfast, Natasha slipped under the covers next to you, and leaned her head on your shoulder. “What are you doing?” you asked. “You’re going to get sick again.”

“I don’t care,” was her response. “I just want to be near you.”

And as the two of you laid there, you knew that you didn’t want to be anywhere else, even if it meant dealing with this horrible cold.

- the end -

#tori’s 2k celebration 🦀 #missy 💝 #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff x y/n #natasha romanoff fanfiction #marvel #marvel x reader #natasha romanoff x gender neutral reader

[mothdruid]

Abby my loves i don’t think I shared this with you yet but I think I had one of thee best Poly!Squad thots I’ve ever had.

Everyone’s out for the night at the Hard Deck and Sweet Bunny has actually been really really good, she’s listened and not been bratty. Everyone was looking to reward them throughly when god back home, however Jake decided to get Bob and Bradley tipsy and the three of them started to tease poor Bunny and Natasha isn’t having any of it. She’s pissed that they would even consider being teasing and mean to Bunny after she’s been so good. But where she drew the line was when Bradley and Jake started to tease her.

So Natasha promptly drags everybody back home and has the boys sit in separate seats away from each other and warns them- nay promises them that if they do as much touch themselves or each other before Natasha is done, they’re not getting her or Bunny for a month.

And then she took a seat on the couch opposite to the boys before having Bunny strip down for them before beckoning her to sit on her lap and whispers “You’ve been soo soo good Bunny, and I promise you that when this is over and done, Mommy is gonna make you cum so hard for being such a good girl” and kisses her before whispering again “but Daddy’s haven’t been very nice so Mommy needs to teach them a lesson, okay?” And Bunny agrees before Natasha has her flip and face outward to the boys.

Natasha hooks Bunny’s legs over hers before she starts to tease Bunny “Boys.” She starts “The three of you haven’t been very nice to Bunny have you?” And still slightly tipsy the boys are semi giggly but very much listening and paying attention so they just nod and agree.

As soon as they agree Natasha starts to work Bunny up while asking “Sweet Bunny” And she’ll make eye contact with Bradley while asking “how many times did Bradley tease you?” And Natasha goes down the line looking at Jake then asking Bunny how many times he teased her, and same with Bob… and as soon as she has that final number.

“Well Boys, I don’t know if you kept found but that’s 10 times the three of you over all teased poor Sweet Bunny” And by this point Bunny is so close, she’s rutting against Natasha’s hand, head thrown back resting on Natasha’s shoulder, moans and screams leaving her mouth.

Let me tell ya, the boys are absolutely enamored almost in tranced by watching Bunny, and just as she’s about to fall over the edge when Natasha abruptly stops “Why don’t you tell Bunny why you’re watching right now Jake?” Natasha asks firmly catching the normally cocky pilot off guard

“Ummm… because… because I was stupid” unsatisfied with his answer she turned to Bob.

“Bobby. Why are the three of you in this position” And she started to work Bunny up once more

Trying to think of an answer that would satisfy his front seater “Well-“

“Wells are for water Bob” she quickly responded not caring for how long it took the wso to answer before turning to Bradley “Bradshaw” the desperation that came onto Bradley’s face as she spoke “Tell Bunny why she’s not allowed to cum”

His eyes flicked between Natasha’s eyes and Bunny who by now was practically wailing with anticipation, “Because we were mean to you and Bunny” just as he replied Natasha stopped Bunny once more causing her to sob as her body shook trying to come down from the high that never came before Natasha scooped Bunny into her arms and carried her to the bedroom. Shutting the door behind her, but not locking it, knowing the boys wouldn’t dare open it while Natasha was still cross with them. And so they sat in the living room listening as Natasha indeed fulfilled her promises to Bunny

bella, dommy mommy nat will forever have a tight hold on me. jake, bradley, and bob all just sitting in the living room painfully hard is a sight to behold.

this makes me wanna write subby fics for jake, bradley, and bob so badly. maybe one where all there of them are serving the reader 🙈

thank you so much for sharing this lovely idea of poly!squad with me <3

#moth talk #abby answers #nobody7102 #/bella #bradley bradshaw #jake seresin #bob floyd #natasha trace #poly!squad #poly dagger squad

[bamboozled-distress]

i think you have a crush on jerry /j

OH MY GOD HOWD YOU KNOW 🙈🙈

okay but don’t tell him nat 🙏🏽‼️

#/j #for legal reasons #lazim answers things

[widowbitessting]

Hey Babe😍 how are you doing? I hope you had a great day:) and had enough water 🙈🙈(I know I hadn't lol🙃)

So for the spicy asks😏😏 what is one thing Baby does to nat during the deed that turns her on the most and if Baby pleases her how does Nat like it the most?🙈 we all now im a nat Stan so gotta go with my Baby

Hello my beautiful!!♥️ I had an okay day and didn’t drink enough water but I had coffee so that counts? *nervously looks around for the Trio! to appear😏 dare I say good girl for drinking water? Does that make me a top? Asks the little bratty sub🫣

Hehehe so with Nat, Baby has her completely wound round her finger. She likes to think she isn’t but she is. There’s lots of things Baby does that just makes Nat go crazy but imma have to go with lip biting. The second Baby bites her lip - be it when Carol is between her legs or when Wanda has her fingers buried deep - Natasha looses all control and will quite literally pounce on Baby.

Now when Baby pleases Daddy. Daddy loves it when Baby warms her strap. Especially when she is stressed with work, she will often call Baby in and just have her sit on her strap for hours. If she moves she will add 5 spanks to her punishment later and if she doesn’t, well, Baby gets to cum as much as she likes once her boring meeting is finished. If Baby has been especially good, Daddy likes to fuck her in her work suit, knowing how much Baby loves it.

#natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #reader insert #sugar mommies #carol danvers #spiderbites #marvel #sugar mommies au #sugar mommies drabble #18+ post #minors begone

[burninblood]

Hewooo my deaaar~ greeetings❤️✨️ how are you Bu? Is Bu okay? Short for Burnin🤭🙈 weeeeellll im planning a smaaaalll attack on~ since i had this small idea and i knewwww youre the person for it! >:3 i thought, what if.... Sentinel!Bucky shares his cape for warmth with Nat or for shelter from rain. Hiding her, her small for peeking out🤭❤️🙈👉👈 damn....i watched to much Sasuke with his cape, beeing all cool but soft. I wish you a nice day/morning/night❤️🥰

Hello darling!!! so nice to hear from you!:D I'm fine, a bit tired but ok, hope you're doing great! <3

Omg, thanks for this idea, this is so cute and perfect, and now I won't stop thinking about it for the next forever I swear! <3 <3 <3 The sheltering from the rain sounds so romantic, cute, and at the same time a bit sad/nostalgic... I'd love to try and draw this one at some point! Thanks!!!

I'm going to publish this answer, 'couse I need a little reminder for this eventually!:D

*big giant hugs to you!*

[ninak803]

Letters (XX)

Woaaaah, I'm BACK. I know I said that before but I hope this time it's true🙈 Sorry for the long wait! Hope you enjoy it.

@whataboutmyfries my beloved Sarah. Thank you.

Characters as always by @lumosinlove

Dear Harzy,

Wow, I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry doesn’t feel like it’s enough. I am sorry, though. You told me about your summer with Inés and I was genuinely so happy for you and then at the end of your letter, you said you two broke up. I’m sorry about that Alex. Damn, I wish I could hug you right now. Break-ups suck. Especially if there was nothing wrong with the relationship to begin with. That sucks. Fuck, I’m so sorry.

Florida, hm? Honestly, it’s hard for me to picture you anywhere else but New York. For me, you belong there (I’m not helping here, right?). But I’m pretty sure you will be perfectly fine in Tampa. I’d bet my good luck socks on that. You know, the ones you think are disgusting (but they work! So shut up.) You are Alex O’Hara, after all. NHL Hockey Player, good looking, smart and fun. You can make yourself at home anywhere. I promise. It’ll be hard at first, but you can call me anytime, okay? I don’t care if it’s 3 am or 6pm. If you have the urge to hear a voice you know, just call me. Or Finn. Or anyone, it’ll help to talk.

When I first came to New York, I called my mom every night. I stopped after I got to know you better; have I ever told you that? You made me feel more comfortable there. You’ll find your Alex in Tampa, I’m sure. Until then, call me every day if you want to.

Nat and I made a road trip down to North Carolina. We both wanted to go to the beach. It’s been a while since the last time I’ve been at one. I’m more of a mountain type of a person but I won’t say no to a good time at the beach. And Natalie is 100% a beach person. She went surfing there, and I had to go in the water and carry her out because she wouldn’t leave (She was in the water for quite some time and she needed to rest!). But, damn, she looks good on a surfboard! She even tried to teach me, but I just couldn’t handle my balance. That shit is hard! I liked watching her more, so that was fine with me.

Why didn’t you tell me that Finn was going to play for the Lions?! You didn’t tell me?! I’m going to play with your little brother next season. That feels insane, unreal.

Did he talk to you about what was bothering him yet? If not, just be patient. You two have such a great relationship and I know he trusts you, so just wait and make sure to show him you’re there for him. Call him once in a while, maybe without calling him a little dipshit or something like that (I know he does the same and you two are just messing around. Just make sure it’s just messing around and he knows it). Look at me, giving you advice on How To Be A Brother.

So, tell me? How is Tampa? When can I visit you? Maybe Nat can join me and she’ll make that chocolate cake for you. Would that make you feel better?

You’ll be okay, Alex. I promise.

Call me if you want to, as I said, no matter when.

Talk to you soon,

Kasey

#letters #alex o'hara #kasey winter #o'darwin #kasey to alex #love them #forgot the tags yesterday

[infernaleikon]

For the WIP title meme, I want to know about the devil wears prada au but I also have to know about the life in a day fix it au bc I just made the connection between your url and the magicians bc I am a fool

haha thanks nat! :D yeah, the magicians is still a sore topic in this house but oh well.

the devil wears prada au is just v loosely called that because it follows the general idea (same as ugly betty and the bold type). obi-wan is the editor-in-chief of a fashion/lifestyle magazine similar to scarlet in the bold type in which they also talk about social issues and more "heavy stuff" than just fashion and a glamorous lifestyle. anakin is his assistant who insists he doesn't get and doesn't care about fashion which is a bold-faced lie. (you can't work in fashion and not pick up a thing or two.) he's not super in the sort of high fashion of the big designers even though there are pieces here and there that he enjoys, plus, he's partly in charge of what obi-wan wears to various events, that's a whole meal in and of itself for him. he's stupidly competent which just drives obi-wan insane because this insolent boy isn't just beautiful, he's also good at what he does. horniness all around.

i actually wrote a snippet here.

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ooof, life in a day au. okay so, this is the rots timeline, set somewhere after the incident on the invisible hand. obi-wan and anakin are sent out to retrieve a holocron that's supposed to hold some greater power/truth to it that can help end the war, except when they find it, it sends them back in time and the same holocron is hidden away. in order to retrieve it, they need to work on a sort of puzzle (tho not a mosaic lmao) and they end up spending a whole lifetime there trying to solve it and get the holocron back.

when they eventually return to their time, they do so without the memories of that lifetime, initially, but these memories are triggered, they remember, and both end up struggling to reconcile the knowledge of the life they spend (in love/fucking/married of course) with who they are at the time. anakin is still with padmé, padmé is still pregnant, palps still has his claws hooked into anakin. but, it is a fix it!! so they both sort of have to figure all that out but it's exactly that life that makes it a fix it in the end.

jsjsdfjsfh sorry for this being a bit convoluted, i hope this made some sense hahaha 🙈

thank you so much for asking!

#ask #zimriya #fic ask meme

[raisedbyfandomwolves]

Yeah, maybe I should...The exceptions from the tragedy rule can probably be counted on one hand..😭😅) TtQ. Hmm, that's very uncontrolled forgetting tho🤔 What if instead of forgetting...THAT... I forget PiaD, A Definite Maybe or anything else important😰🙈 TtQ2. Hmm, Yeah, maybe...😩 Tony was literally the only one who even acknowledged and tried to make up for it when he screwed up😡 And yup, it didn't even make sense unless Zemo could tell the future for everything to work out as planned

It's your best option... You need to find and cherish every bit of ship happiness you can find... (っ´ω`)ﾉ(╥ω╥)

TtQ. True... but, well, you can always reread those fics and it'll be like experiencing them for the first time all over again...?

TtQ2. Sometimes I wonder if the reason the writers always put Tony through all that was because hey, he's "the rich guy" and it's "okay" to hate on rich guys even when they're the heroes because screw rich people or something like that... Don't mind me, just trying to figure out a reason however ridiculous it might be... UGH, don't get me started on Zemo and how his plan required things no one could have predicted to happen exactly the way he needed it to happen (not to mention the fact that it took him, what, just TWO years to put everything together and carry it out?). Like one of the biggest issues for me is basically if Nat had decided to stop Cap and Bucky right there at the airport, Zemo would have LITERALLY frozen to death in Siberia waiting for people who were never going to show up!

#sweet anons

[howiehans]

dean! hi! i'm your psc gifter! (not sure if that's a word but i'm using it)

this is my first time doing this so i'm just gonna ask you a bunch of questions 🙈💕

okay, so i know you like b99, marvel, heartstopper, stranger things, s&b

what are your favorite ships/dynamics in those?

i also noticed you like taylor swift; any lyrics you're obsessed with, at the moment?

what's your favorite gif effect?

what's your favorite color?

and is there an idea, a prompt, anything, that you've wanted to do or see but haven't? (that you'd like me to do ofc)

i'm really excited to do this! hope you have a great december!

hi psc gifter!! welcome to the tradition! to answer your questions:

- b99 dynamics: peraltiago, amy & rosa, jake & boyle, and holt & jake. marvel: sambucky, petermj, peter & ned, strange & wong, shuri & riri, tony & nat. heartstopper: narlie, taoelle, taradarcy, tao & charlie, tara & nick, tara, darcy, & elle. stranger things: lumax, elmax, ronance, steve & robin, steve & dustin. s&b: literally all the crows together shshsjdhhd

- if i list off lyrics we’ll be here forever so i’ll just list some songs!: the great war, how you get the girl, maroon, enchanted, the other side of the door, cruel summer, out of the woods

- my fave gif effect is probably glitch and blending!!

- fave colour is either blue or red!

- hmm ive always wanted to do like a little thing where i include like a playlist characters would have on their mp3s! that’s a little complicated but yeah

#psc anon #asks #answered

[jinislifeinaplaylist]

Depeche Mode - Route 66

Kennt ihr das? Ihr hört einen Song und direkt geht das Kopfkino los? Vor eurem inneren Auge erscheinen Bilder aus der Vergangenheit, in eurem Bauch toben lang vergessene Gefühle? Falls ja, willkommen im Club 🙋‍♀️ Mir geht es ziemlich häufig so und manchmal habe ich das Gefühl, mein Leben könnte man eigentlich auch mithilfe einer skurrilen Playlist beschreiben. Und schwups war die Idee für einen neuen Blog geboren 🤷‍♀️😁 Warum skurril? Naja, sagen wir mal so ... mein Musikgeschmack war schon immer etwas außergewöhnlich und folgte selten dem Mainstream. Und ich vermute daher, dass dies hier zukünftig eine ziemlich wilde Mischung von Playlist werden wird 😎. Aber was soll’s ... so bin ich nun mal ... den Beweis habe ich sogar schriftlich in meiner Abizeitung gefunden 😂

So oder so ist der Plan jedenfalls, hier immer mal wieder für einen ausgewählten Song meine Erinnerungen und Gedanken festzuhalten. Vermutlich interessiert das nicht wirklich jemanden, aber zumindest ist es günstiger als ein Buch auf den Markt zu schmeißen 🤪 Von daher ... auf Los geht’s los ...

Ursprünglich hatte ich natürlich den Gedanken, mit meinem All-Time-Favourite zu beginnen (Depeche Mode - Dangerous), aber dann würde ich hier mit jeder Menge Männer-Drama starten müssen. Und das will ich euch zu Beginn nun wirklich nicht zumuten. Somit geht’s mit einem anderen meiner Lieblingssongs von Depeche Mode los -> Route 66 🤘

Zunächst einmal ein paar Fakten zum Song: Route 66 wurde 1987 als B-Seite der Single Behind the wheel veröffentlicht und ist ein Cover des Originals von Bobby Troup aus dem Jahre 1946 (veröffentlicht von Nat King Cole). Meine Lieblingsversion ist übrigens der Beatmasters-Mix 😍.

Was passiert nun also mit mir und meinem Köpfchen, wenn ich diesen Song höre? Zum einen fällt es mir unglaublich schwer, in dem Moment still sitzen oder stehen zu bleiben. Denn der erste Instinkt ist immer derselbe: Ich will abtanzen!!! 😎 Zum anderen kommt mir folgende Szene in den Kopf ... Es ist Oktober 2004 (glaube ich zumindest 🙈) und die legendäre T-Club Gang trifft sich mal wieder bei Sebo im Keller. Plan für heute: Deko für die anstehende Depeche Mode Night in der Oberhausener Schilda-Halle basteln. Unter anderem wollten wir eine grobe Karte der USA mit den im Song vorkommenden  Städten entlang der Route 66 basteln. Dumm nur, dass es damals noch keine Smartphones gab und wir auch kein Internet in der Nähe hatten. Stattdessen sind wir also hingegangen und haben den Song gefühlte 5.000 Mal hintereinander abgespult, um die richtigen Städte und vor allem die richtige Reihenfolge zu haben. Die Gespräche lauteten dann in ungefähr so: “Verdammt ... Flagstaff, Arizona ... und dann?” “Don’t forget Winona ...” “Winona, okay ... und wie schreibt man Winona?” “Keine Ahnung ... hat denn wirklich niemand eine Karte von den USA verdammt?” 😂😂😂😂😂 Ich kann euch sagen ... das war vielleicht eine Aktion. Wir haben uns herrlich über uns selbst amüsiert und hatten jede Menge Spaß. Und eine Folge dieses denkwürdigen Nachmittags war die, dass ich heute immer noch die ganze Rutsche runterrasseln kann 🤪 Chicago -> St. Louis -> Oklahoma City -> Amarillo -> Gallup -> Flagstaff -> Winona -> Kingman -> Barstow -> San Bernadino -> L.A. Also, falls jemand mal Bock auf nen Trip über die Route 66 hat ... ich bin dabei und kenn mich ein wenig aus 😎😁

In diesem Sinne ... das soll’s für den ersten Song auch schon gewesen sein. Habt noch einen schönen Rest-Sonntag und bleibt musikalisch 🎶

Eure Möchtegern-DJane Jini

[stylesprimes]

Hi Nat, how are you? Just wanted to say I miss your Spotify playlists! You introduced me to so many cool songs and artists and had all the amazing playlists for different moods, you’re my music queen. I can’t make playlists because I always end up chucking all the songs on there 🙈 anyway, hope you’re good!

hi there friend! this ask is 3 months old because i have not been around, my apologies i am now here because this man has released another album that has me by the throat i am doing okay! just work is really stressing me out and i hit a breaking point this week of all weeks lmao, but i love what i do so i can't complain too much!! this also means i have not had much time for playlist making ): however, some albums i have been loving lately are the newest ones from rosalia, orville peck, wet leg, nilufer yanya, beach house, charli xcx, and wallice!! also i just listened to this album called harry's house that was pretty decent hope you're doing well yourself, friend!