#and WHY does yelena work for her

[yelenasdiary]

Here is an yelena request. It was an idea first but since you want requests for her.

Reader giving intersex yelena a blow job while she does homework or work. Not letting yelena cum until she finishes her work. Which of course yelena has a hard time doing. 🤭

Don't Talk Back!

Pairing: Brat! Yelena Belova x Reader

Summary: Yelena is behind on mission reports, so you give her a little help

Smut, 18+ Only! Minors & Men, DNI!

Warnings: Dom! Reader, Sub! Yelena, Oral (Yelena Receiving), Yelena has a penis, Mommy Kink, Slight degradation, Slight Exhibitionism | 1.3K

Translations: нужно кончить (need to cum)

AC: I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for sending it x

"Yelena, you're late on these, I need them by the end of the day" Natasha spoke sternly as you entered the conference room to find your girlfriend unimpressed with her sister's stubbornness. "What's going on?" You asked, placing the store brought sandwich on the table next to Yelena. 

"Yelena is late on some mission reports, maybe you can convince her to find them before the end of the day otherwise it's my arse that's on the line" Nat replied before storming out of the room. Yelena looked up at you and shook her head, "I'm only a day late" she spoke as you crossed your arms over your chest. 

"You told me you finished them last night before you got into bed" you reminded the blonde, clenching your jaw at her lie. "I was tired" she muttered, letting her eyes drop to the laptop in front of her. You pulled her chair out from the table and swung her around to look at you, "don't talk back to me like that" you spoke sternly. Yelena smirked ever so slightly, "Yeah? Why don't you do these reports then" she spat making you tilt your head at her behavior.

Your eyes dropped to the growing bulge in her before you pushed her chair away from her, "take them off" you demanded. 

"What?" Yelena asked with a confused look. 

"Don't play dumb now baby, take them off. You're going to get these reports done and you're not going to cum until I say you can, now, take them off" you replied. 

"Can we do this in our room?" She questioned making you chuckle at her. You shook your head, "no. If you want to be a stubborn little brat, I'm going to make sure everybody in this compound knows who you belong too" you explained as you wandered over to the door and opened it, pushing a chair to keep it open. Yelena gulped while you looked back at her with a smirk, "do I have tell you a third time?" You slowly wandered back to Yelena. 

She stood up and nervously unbuckled her pants, letting them drop to her ankles as you came closer to her. "P-please mommy, close the door" she begged with her hands playing with the waist band of her black boxers.

"Why? Don't you want everybody to see how hard I can make you work? or are you worried that somebody will see how much of a little whore you are for me?" you asked keeping a strong eye contact with the blonde as she stood speechless in front of you. "Well? Which is it? Use your words" you said. 

"Please" she begged once more causing you to sigh, "you should've thought about that before taking back to me, isn't that right?" You replied. Yelena nodded, "I'm sorry mommy" she said with red cheeks. 

"Too late for apologies, drop the boxers and sit down"

Yelena didn't wait to be told again, she let her boxers drop to her ankles like her pants before stepping out of them and sitting down on the chair again. Her cock semi-hard stood to the side, resting against her thigh. You walked behind her chair and spun it back to face the laptop before crawling under the table and spreading her legs. She looked down at you as you wrapped a hand around her length, "get typing if you wanna cum baby" you spoke as you began to jerk her off. 

She grew harder in your hand by the second, you could hear the light groans coming from her over the sound of her fingers typing on the keyboard. Her fist hit the desk the moment your lips wrapped around her head, trying her best not to moan as Steve walked by the room. 

"F-fuck!" She whispered ever so quietly as she looked down at you between her thighs just to get a glimpse of your lips around her. You looked up at her while you took her inch my inch down your through, tugging at her balls with your hand. "Oh god!" She moaned, throwing her head back for a moment. You knew she would struggle to keep herself from blowing her load too soon but that just excited you even more when her precum hit your tongue. You gagged on her cock before pulling her length out of your mouth slowly. 

"You're wasting time, I didn't say stop!" You reminded her when the sound of her fingertips tapping on the keyboard had come to a stop.

"It's a little hard to focus when you suck me off so fucking good!" She replied, returning to the mission report document in front of her. She's never typed too fast in her life, remembering that word document had spell check, she wasn't worried about mistakes, not when you had her cock down your throat once more. 

Your hands wrapped around her cock once more as you bobbed your head on her length, pumping her with your hands as you did so. Straggled moans left her lips as she struggled to keep her mind and focus on the mission report. "D-don't stop! Please!" you heard her mutter as she tried to place one hand on top of your head only for you to slap her hand away and pause your actions, "I told you, if you want to cum, you'll finish those reports!" You reminded her. 

Yelena sighed heavily wishing the reports would write themselves. Your lips returned to her cock, swirling your tongue around her as she bucks her hips, "нужно кончить mommy!" She grunted in Russian. 

"About time you're getting those reports done!" Kate's voice startled Yelena making her jump slightly in her chair, her knuckles turning while she kept her eyes on the screen in front of her. "Ye-yeah, Nat's on my arse about it!" She replied. 

"Well, when you're done, do you wanna train with me?" Kate asked. Yelena was silent for a moment to keep her moans from alerting her friend of your presence under the table. "Sure, s-sounds good" she replied in a stutter, "Kate I really need to get these done" she quickly added when you pulled back and swirled your tongue over the sensitive tip. 

"I'll be in the my room when you're done" Kate smiled even though Yelena made no effort to make eye contact with the archer. 

Soon enough, Yelena was on the edge of tears from doing her best to be good for you and not cum, her fingers typing as fast as she could manage, her head slightly thrown back while she typed without looking. "Mommy, please!! M' almost done!" She cried as you gagged on her cock once again. Her balls falling heavy in your hands, you knew she was painfully close to letting her load blow down your throat. But you ignored her cries and continued to bob your head on her cock as she struggled more and more to finish the mission report. 

Her breathing picked up, she bucked her hips once more, "Do-Done! It's done!" she almost yelled as she looked down at you, tears building in her eyes, "please mommy, I did it!" she added. You pulled back and smiled softly, "Good girl, now you can cum down mommy's throat" you replied before taking her length back into your mouth. Her warm, salty cum shot filled your mouth rather quickly while she moaned your name.

"Thank you mommy! F-fuck!" she moaned, closing the lid of the laptop and sinking more into her chair. You swallowed her load before coming out from under the desk and kissing her letting her taste herself on your lips. "Take a minute to catch your breath darling, I'm going to get you some water then we'll get the next one done, do you think you can handle mommy keeping your cock warm this time?" You whispered in her ear before wandering out of the room leaving her a mess.

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[abbyromanoff]

Yelena Belova x her bsf. The bsf just got broken up with and yelena is comforting her but also taking advantage of this moment and starts touching her. The reader might be confused at first but she wants it so bad bc little does she know the boyfriend only broke up with her bc he knows she is in love with yelena

BETTER THAN HIM

PAIRINGS: Yelena Belova x reader

WORD COUNT: 625

WARNINGS: smut, angst, needles, dark!!, breakups, R dated a man, praise kink, degrading kink, making out, think that’s it :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

“I mean, I don’t even know what I did wrong.” You cried, sniffling as tears continued to roam across your face. Yelena used a small tissue to wipe them away, frowning as she took in your hopeless state. You looked so down - so sad, she wanted to do anything she could to help you.

“I know, I know. You didn’t do anything, he was a complete dick who didn’t deserve you.” You nodded, chuckling at her words. You leaned your head on her shoulder, apologizing for the wetness that stained her sleeve. She shushed you quickly, running her fingers through your hair as you continued to listen to her praising statements, a grin threatening to take over as a result.

“You’re so, so perfect, love, he just didn’t see that. I mean, you’re so beautiful, and not to mention how sweet and caring you are - you always take care of me when I’m all sick and mean.” She hummed at the thought of your soup she had the pleasure of eating when she was unwell.

“Anyone, and I mean anyone, would be more than happy to be with you.” You looked up at her through tired eyes, you and your now ex-boyfriend had been up most of the night arguing, you were bound to be restless the next day.

“You mean it?”

“I mean it. I mean every word.” You didn’t happen to notice the small proximity shared between the two of you until her breath panned against your face, your lips mere inches from touching. You titled your head slightly, leaning in as you closed the distance, resting your hand on her chest as you sunk into the feeling of her mouth on yours. She cupped your cheeks, brushing her tongue over your lips as you granted access. She moaned, bringing a hand down your body and to your waist, leading you closer to her. There was a small separation, and you took your chance to wrap your leg around her hips, placing your arms around her neck as your fingers drew small circles on her back.

The two of you only separated for air, yet you were instantly on each other once again. She explored your mouth with pleasure, basking in the soft skin you allowed her to view. She teased the bottom of your shirt, waiting for your approval before removing it, her eyes soon being blessed with the sight of your perky breasts.

“No bra?” She asked, breath heaving and short.

“I prefer going without.” You countered, shuddering when her mouth found a place on your nipples. You placed your hand on the back of her head, mumbling your appreciation between stutters.

“Fuck, Yelena,” You started. “W..we shouldn’t be doing this.” You suddenly recalled the reasoning as to why you were here. The man that just left you was still at your shared apartment, most likely gathering his items, while you sat in your friend's lap with her kisses exfoliating your body.

“Shh, I don’t want you to think, Y/N.” Her body fell on top of yours, her eyes heavy as she looked down at you.

“Your boyfriend is such a fucking pussy, let’s see what he’s missing out on.” You gasped as a needle came in contact with your skin, your body instantly falling limp as you struggled to keep awake.

“Shh, it’s okay, I’m going to make you feel so good.” Your ex was lucky to make it out alive, and now she wasn’t going to waste this opportunity. Once you awoke, she’d be sure to keep you safe in her hold, even if you tried to deny it. Because at the end of the day, she knew you wanted it just as bad as she did.

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[mostlymarvelsstuff]

Yours For The Taking

Authors note: everyone say thanks to @romanoffsbish (and sorry for the late post guys, didn’t realize it was the 4th lol)

Warnings: Nat has a penis, typical a/b/o stuff(claiming, mating, knotting), sexual content (oral sex, vaginal sex)

Word count: 6632        Nat Masterlist   Marvel Masterlist

    To say Natasha wasn’t like other Alphas would be a massive understatement. After everything you've done to gain her affections and attention, any other Alpha would have pounced on you by now, but not Natasha. And even more frustratingly it’s not like she's ignoring you or uninterested, the way she reacts to you tells you she is, but she never acts on this.

   Every gentle caress you give her arm or cheek has her leaning in, chasing more of your touch. Every compliment you give her has her smiling shyly with pink dusted cheeks as she softly compliments you in return. Every flirtatious remark you give her leaves her blushing profusely and has her looking down at the floor in order to stutter out a response. And on the rare occasions where she's the one to flirt, well it's the most pitiful thing you’ve ever heard. It's nothing like what she can accomplish on missions or when she's being playful with the guys, no it's more akin to what a nervous college boy would say while at the bar.

  And whenever you pump out your pheromones in an attempt to lure her in, you see how she reacts. In fact you take great pleasure in watching how you affect her. It starts with her eyes dilating, followed by her licking her lips. Next her breathing increases and her limbs tremble ever so slightly. Then lastly she shifts to adjust her pants before promptly leaving the room. 

   So really it's quite clear she harbors some type of feelings for you, but for some reason she just doesn't act on them. You’ve never known an Alpha to behave in such a way, but then you've never known an Alpha that had such an unusual and cruel upbringing as she had. You figured it had something to do with her shyness and quietness with her obvious attraction, it's why you tried so hard, you wanted to work her out of her shell. Unfortunately that approach is slow going. 

   “Have you seen Nat?” you ask, entering the kitchen and to your annoyance  Wanda gives you a knowing look. Damn perceptive Alpha

   “She's at SHIELD” Kate answers through a bite of Yelenas special mac & cheese, “I think she's doing something with the recruits today. At least that's what Clint said”

   You nod, “Thanks Kate. If anyone needs me- ”

   “You’ll be at SHIELD” Wanda finishes, sending you a wink

   It doesn’t take you long to get to SHIELD, and once you get there you’re treated for a show. Natashas in her black leggings that hug her form perfectly, with her black tank that shows off her sculpted biceps off to match. Her hair is back in a tight braid and she wears a proud smirk as one of the recruits, an overconfident young Alpha by the looks of him, hobbles away from her spot on the training mats. Seems she had been given the task of teaching the recruits hand to hand combat today, and she's not going easy on them. 

   Half of them looked like they've been asked to hogtie a rampaging Hulk, and the other half looked like they’d been run over by him while trying. You decide to hang back in the shadows by the doorway. You suspect she knows you're there, she is the Black Widow after all, but it's much more fun for you to watch this than make yourself known to the recruits in the room. It's not often you have the opportunity to shamelessly ogle her out in the field, so this is a very welcomed change.

   She easily fights her way through the next handful of recruits, offering them advice and criticism as she does so, and god does she look hot. Muscles flexing, sweat dripping down her porcelain skin, mischief shining in her eyes with that damn cocky smirk. You love getting to witness her in her element. Even more so when you know just how much she squirms when you remove her from it.

   “Alright, that's enough for today” she announces, wiping the sweat from her brow, “I don’t want to break any of Furys new guys”

   The crowd erupts in a symphony of groans at her remark, but one of the Alphas, the young man you remember from earlier gives her a defiant growl, “No way an ex KGB turncoat could break me”

  Her eyebrows knit together as she glares at him, a growl of her own leaving her throat, “Well, I’m not just an ex KGB agent McKinnon. I'm also a level 10 SHIELD agent and an Avenger, so rest assured, if I wanted to I’d send you to Fury in pieces. You're all dismissed.”

   You watch with a smug smile as she puts him in his place, making all the recruits quiet down before they all file out of the room. There's a definite slump to McKinnon's shoulders that has you quite proud of the Russian and you almost feel bad knowing that you're about to make her a stumbling mess

  “Hey Natty” you call out, walking towards her with a smile

   Her gaze shoots over to you and a familiar pink settles across the apples of her cheeks as she remembers that you walked in a while ago, which means you not only got to witness her fighting skills but you also got to see her tell off the younger Alpha. She secretly hopes you enjoyed both displays of strength

   “Hi-Hey” she stutters, and her brows furrow in frustration at herself. She takes a deep breath before trying again, “Hi Y/n”

   Your smile never falters which helps put her at ease, and a smile of her own breaks across her features, “Have fun tossing around Furys new rookies?”

   “You have no idea” she replies, her cocky smirk returning briefly, “I don’t understand why they always hate hand to hand combat training.”

   Your eyes rake over her as you chew on your bottom lip, “Yeah, me either”

   Her blush returns ten fold and she fidgets with her fingers in her nervousness, “So uh, what um, what brings you over here?”

   “Well…” you draw out, letting your hand trail up her bicep, making her swallow thickly, “I thought you might be hungry after such an active afternoon. Wanna grab lunch?”

   “Yeah, sure” she answers, trying not to sound too eager to spend time with you even though she absolutely was, “Where were you thinking?”

   “I haven’t decided yet. Why don’t you go grab a quick shower, and by the time you're done I’ll have a place picked out”

   She nods, “I’m holding you to that”

   “And what's that supposed to mean?” you ask, a knowing smile on your face

   She smiles and holds her hands up in surrender as she takes a few steps back towards the locker rooms, “Nothing, nothing. You can just be a little indecisive, that's all”

   “Don’t make me go to lunch without you” you tease, knowing full well you would never do such a thing. But the slight crease of worry in the Alphas brows tells you she doesn’t realize that, “Go shower Natty. I’m not leaving without you.”

  “Ok” She blushes, still not entirely used to your ability to read her so easily, “I won’t be too long. Be right back”

   You nod and watch her walk away, shamelessly letting your eyes look over her toned back before traveling down to glance at her muscular thighs. And you'd be lying if you said you didn’t admire the sway of her hips as she walked through the locker room door. 

   There was no doubt Natasha was a very physically attractive Alpha, and you did admire her muscles and her beauty, but there was far more to her than that. Her smirk could give you butterflies, her sense of humor never failed to make you laugh, her sarcastic quips always amused you, her laugh always made you smile, her kindness was incredible for someone that had been through so much hardship, her smile could always brighten your day, her protectiveness always made you feel safe and cared for, her eyes were always so warm and welcoming, her physical and mental strength was awe inspiring, her gentleness proved how good of a heart she had as most Alphas were much more rough, and her touch. 

   God her touch, it practically set your skin ablaze and had your heart beating wildly inside your chest. But the adorable Alpha was so shy and unsure that she didn’t indulge in this too often, much to your chagrin. But when she did, you could tell she felt the same sparks you did. Which made her lack of initiation frustrating at times.

   “Hey, you ready?”

   Her voice brings you out of your thoughts and you nearly sputter at how quick she was, “Jesus, if your hair wasn’t wet I would think no water even touched you. You were only gone like six minutes”

   “Well, you know SHIELD taught us those quick military showers when we were recruits and anytime I’m here that training just sorta kicks in” She laughs it off trying not to let you know she was so quick because of her excitement, “So, where are we eating?”

   “I was thinking Italian, so B’artusi?”

   Her eyes light up, “Yeah, sounds good. Come on, the subway will get us there the quickest”

   As you descend the stairs into the subway you try not to let your anxieties show, but as usual the Alpha is able to read you easily

   She eyes you carefully, “Everything ok?” 

   “Yeah, I'm good. I just don’t take the subway too often since it's not really that safe for Omegas on their own, so seeing and smelling all these Alphas makes me a little nervous” you reply, taking a deep breath in an attempt to focus on her pine and jasmine scent, “That must sound a bit silly coming from an Avenger”

   “I don’t think it's silly” she replies, looking at you in the gentle way that she does, “In a way i can understand.”

   “Really?” you ask, finding comfort in the fact that the brave Alpha could relate 

   She nods, “Yeah, all the scents can be overwhelming. But if you get stressed, just remember I’m right here.”

   “Thanks Natty” you say, smiling softly making her heart melt

   The two of you make your way through the crowd until the subway car is in view. You both allow the people in front of you to file in before following and Natasha heads in first. She leads you to an empty section of seats towards the back and lets you sit down first before taking the seat next to you. The doors then close and the subway takes off.

   The ride proceeds as normal, stopping a few times to let people on and off before taking off again. During all this you focus on Natasha, having an easy casual conversion to distract yourself from the constant changing smells of Alphas. It works, for a while at least. But at the last stop a group of four rowdy Alphas board. 

   They’re loud and obnoxious, but nothing you haven’t seen before. Their scents bother you though, and by the looks of their attire it's easy to understand why. They’re fresh from the gym and high on adrenaline, and coupled with their rowdiness their pheromones are working in overdrive. It's bad enough that you even see the redhead's nose twitch a few times.

    Their gaze eventually turns to you and subconsciously your leg starts bouncing to help quell your anxieties. To help calm yourself further you reach out for Natashas hand. Not expecting the contact from you, the Alpha stiffens at first, but when realization hits her she settles and tries to ignore the warmth rushing to her cheeks. Distracted, she fails to notice the group take in her unusual reaction and being more brawn than brain they don't read it as shyness, they see it as a lack of interest.

   “Hey there baby” the gruff voice of the lead Alpha calls out, “Why don’t you come over here with me and my boys? We’re more than willing to give you our undivided attention”

   “Yeah, might even give you a nice treat” another of them snickers, adjusting the crotch of his shorts 

   “Back. Off.” Natasha growls, her hand moving from your hand to your hip, and she pulls you closer as she pumps out her pheromones. You know it's to drive the other Alphas back, but you can’t deny that it has the opposite effect on you. You’d do anything to melt against her right now and bury your face against her neck.

   “I think you're the one that needs to back off.” he says, chuckling with a cocky smirk, “In case you haven’t noticed, you're a little outnumbered. And I think we’re better suited to care for her needs”

   Her lip curls with another growl, a deeper one this time as she puffs out her chest. Cleary these dumb, overly cocky assholes had no idea that the Alpha they were messing with was an Avenger. Let alone the Black Widow, an Alpha that could easily mop the floor with all of them. But you both have a feeling they're very close to finding that out.

   “Poor ‘mega. We can take care of you baby” another one of them suddenly says, stepping closer to you. He pays no attention to your obvious discomfort as you attempt to shift away from him and closer to Natasha, and he crosses yet another line by cupping your jaw, “One of us might even keep you after we’ve all had our turn”

   And that's all it takes for Natasha to lose what small shred of patience she had left.

   A few minutes later the train stops at your station, and Natasha makes her way back over to where you sit. You smile as she takes the incentive to grab your hand, and she leads you over the pile of unconscious Alphas towards the train's exit. Once the two of you make it to street level your sense of peace returns and Natasha is able to relax once more and put her focus back on you and your lunch date. At least that's what she hopes this is, though she won’t risk asking.

   “I was thinking about getting fettuccine alfredo at first, but now I'm thinking about shrimp penne.” she tells you with a smile, “What about you?”

  “Mmm, I’m thinking baked ziti. Oh! Or maybe a creamy chicken carbonara”

   “Good choices” she says, opening the restaurants door for you

   The two of you get a table near one of the main windows, giving you a nice view of the bustling city life. Cars, cabs, bikes, buses and people pass by in blur as they all go about their day and you're content to watch them do so from your cozy seat inside the quaint restaurant. 

   “Sometimes I forget that there's a certain beauty to city life” you hear the Alpha across from you admit, “You can’t really notice it when you're caught up in it, or world saving missions but when I take a step back, I can easily see it”

   Your gaze shifts from the window and over to her, and you're almost taken aback when you find her already looking at you, her eyes shining with emotions you cannot seem to place. She offers you a shy smile and you don’t hesitate to smile in return, letting your hand brush against hers on the table. Her pinkie twitches, but she doesn’t move away.

   “Thanks for deciding to take a step back with me today, Natty”

   When the waitress shows up neither of you accept the menu she offers, instead you both go for one of your earlier options. Nat decided to go with the fettuccine and you choose the carbonara. It doesn’t take long for your meals to be brought out to you and neither of you wait to dig in.

   “How's yours?” she asks after swallowing a mouthful of her own pasta

   You nod, “Very good. What about yours?”

   “Delicious. I’ll definitely be ordering it again.” she says as she gathers some up on her fork. Before she can bring it to her mouth though your hand grasps her wrist, and you bring her hand, and fork over to your own mouth. She watches with pink cheeks as you take it into your mouth.

   “Mmm, you're right. That's very good. I’ll have to order it next time.”

   “I uh, I- yeah. Yeah.” she stutters, finally bringing her arm back over to her plate

   Enjoying her flustered state you can’t resist the urge to release some of your pheromones, further antagonizing her. It’s not that you want to upset her, no, you just want her to act on her natural Alpha urges. And she desperately wants to, but it's not like the Red Room taught courses on the subject of courting and mating, quite the opposite really. They did their best to strip those instincts from her, leaving her perplexed on what to do in situations like these.

   You watch as she inhales your strawberry and plum scent, making her eyes dilate and you focus on her tongue as it pokes out to wet her lips. You give her a not so innocent smile and her grip tightens on her fork as she tries to rid herself of the not so appropriate thoughts running through her mind. And as if she was unaware of the affects you have on her, her cock twitches, further proving how much she wants you.

  She averts her gaze from you and squirms slightly, really hoping that no one in the restaurant, especially you, notices her particular dilemma. But she decides to play it safe and excuses herself to the bathroom before it can get any worse. 

   She swallows thickly and leans against the sinks countertop, taking a deep breath before looking at her reflection. She internally curses at how lust crazed she looks, but the curses don’t stay internal once she sees the tent in her pants.

   “Damnit, get it together” she chastises herself, moving her shaking hands over to the sink. She turns the water on and collects a bit in her hands, bringing it up to splash her face. To move her focus away from the throbbing in her pants she does some deep breathing, and she's relieved to find that seems to be doing the trick.

   After about five minutes she returns to the table and she really hopes it wasn’t obvious why she had left. It was though, to you at least because you knew exactly what you were doing. Still, you don’t tease her about it.

  “Do you want to get dessert before we leave? We can split it if you want.”

   She sits back down across from you and smiles, “Yeah, I’d like that”

   It's been almost a week since lunch with Nat, the two of you have unfortunately been kept at a distance with all the missions and paperwork that have been assigned. Sure you'd seen each other and been able to say a handful of words but it was much different than the way you'd both normally be able to do things together like watching movies, working out or just talking over coffee. But at least the two of you had still been able to text. That's how you knew she was free this afternoon after training the SHIELD recruits again, and thankfully you were free too.

   “Where are you off to?” Tony asks, watching you walk through the compound with a pep in your step

   “Gonna surprise Natty over at SHIELD. I haven’t seen her in a few days.”

   He does his best to hide his knowing smirk with his cup of coffee, “Well have fun watching her beat them up”

   “I will!” you reply, making your way to the elevator

   Once you make it over to SHIELD headquarters you're a bit surprised to find Yelena in the training room, watching her sister work.

   “Hey Lena”

   “Oh, hey Y/n” She greets with a smile, “What are you doing over here?”

   “Well, Natty and I haven’t seen each other in a few days so I was hoping to do something today, but if you have plans with her…” you draw out, trying not to let your disappointment show

   “No, no plans” she tells you, “Fury just wants me to start training recruits as well so today I was made to watch her teaching technique. It's very….”

   “Rough?” you offer, as resounding thud of a recruit hitting the mat rings out

   The blonde smiles, “I was going to say hands on, but yes. Rough fits”

   The young and cocky Alpha from the other day currently leans up against the back wall. He's angered by the fact that he, and none of his other fellow recruits have managed to even make Nat break a sweat, let alone get the upper hand on her. But when he sees you enter the gym, he decides on a different approach to get under the Alphas skin.

   Just as she's about to dismiss everyone off to the locker rooms she spots him approaching her, and she huffs in annoyance as she knows something is coming

   “Wow” he breathes out, looking past her, “Y/n is absolutely gorgeous, isn’t she Romanoff?”

   Her jaw clenches at his tone, but she does in fact follow his gaze over to you. A warmth bubbles in her chest when she sees you, she's missed you these past few days. Unfortunately she's not able to appreciate you long as McKinnon still has more to say.

   “And to think she's still unmated. Means I still have a chance, I am afterall a worthy and untainted Alpha, unlike you. How red is your ledger exactly?”

   She's taken aback by his statement, not only because he's never once said anything about you indicating his attraction but also because no one has ever been so forward with her, essentially challenging her in her affections for you. But what really sets her off isn’t his dig at her past, it's how his gaze glues itself to your ass 

   Yelenas eyes suddenly meet hers and she realizes that she doesnt think like he does, meaning she really could be the Alpha for you, even if she doesn’t have a clue on what she's doing. She sees you, all of you, and she enjoys it all. That has to make her worthy, right? 

   “Listen here McKinnon” she growls, pointing a finger deep into his chest muscles, “If you put even half as much effort into your training as you did making me mad, you’d already be a level four agent.”

   His eyes widen slightly as she takes a very protective tone and he instinctively takes a step back from her. It does no good, as she simply steps forward, smirking at the way his knees nearly buckle as her angry scent surrounds him

   “A word for the wise, agent. It's not very smart to piss off someone that has both the clearence and the skill to make you disappear without a trace” she growls, roughly shoving him before turning on her heels

   She starts making her way over to you and her sister then, hopeful that her confidence from putting him in his place won’t fade as you're sure to make her stumble. Yelena had seen everything as she kept you busy with conversation and she gives the older Russian a knowing smirk as she approaches. .

   You notice her before she's even beside you, her scent is strong today. Much stronger than usual. It makes your knees wobble and your hands sweat. And the way her muscles all flex when she greets her sister with a side hug has your mouth going very dry. Both of which are things you're not accustomed to dealing with when it comes to the Alpha.

   “Hey Y/n” she greets, her normally shy smile replaced with a natural one that has butterflies erupting in your stomach as your heart races

   “Hi Natty” You greet in return, wrapping your arms around her for your usual hug

   There's the smallest amount of irritation and discomfort lingering in her scent, something you can really only notice when you're this close to her. Subconsciously your instincts take over and you end up scenting her to help ease her. Though you don’t notice you’d done this, she does, and it thrills her. In response to this her grip on your hips tightens, almost possessively so as her eyes bore into McKinnon's who is off sulking behind you. And the longer you stay in her embrace, the hazier your mind becomes.

   Eventually you both break apart and Nat is sure to puff her chest out to McKinnon to further deflate his ego. Watching her show off to the younger Alpha while her scent swirls around you has arousal pooling in your belly as your mind wanders to all the things you’d want Natasha to do to you, and with wide eyes you finally realize what's going on. Your heat has been triggered.

   It had already been closely approaching, but you thought you could handle yourself around Natasha, like you had in the past. Apparently your exhaustion from the past few days was enough to lower you to the edge, and with your need for the Alpha her scent had been enough to throw you over head first. And you absolutely cannot be out in the open for this

  “Well, it was nice you Yelena…Natty, I’ll uh, I’ll text you!” you rush out before quickly fleeing

   Nats' confused reply dies on her tongue as your scent hits her and Yelena like a truck. Her brows furrow when she picks up on how different it is. It lingers in the air longer than it normally would and it's sweeter too. Did that have something to do with why you’d taken off like that? It had to, because why would you come all the way to SHIELD only to leave without even having a conversation with her…were you hurt? Sick maybe? She wasn’t sure, but she knew she had to find out.

   “Somethings up with Y/n. I need to make sure she's ok.” the Alpha stresses, not wanting to just abandon her sister but needing her to understand

    “Go. Check on your Omega” she tells the older woman

    “She's not mine” Nat hisses, her cheeks once again turning pink as she turns to practically bolt off to the locker room

   A knowing smirk spreads across the blondes face and she mutters a quiet, “Not yet anyway”

   The redhead quickly gathers her belongings and heads for the garage, hardly even noticing how she manages to shoulder check McKinnon on the way out. She hops on her motorcycle, revs the engine and speeds back to the compound. By the time she gets there she's too worried to wait for the elevator, and opts to take the stairs instead. She takes them two at a time, hardly even huffing as she exerts herself.

   Finally she makes it to the main floor for the Avengers, and she tries her best to not just burst through the stairwell door. She takes a deep breath to calm her racing heart and her nerves before opening the door and walking in. She makes her way through the entryway and living areas without bumping into anyone, but unfortunately that comes to an end once she reaches the kitchen.

  “Hey Romanoff” Steve calls out, beckoning her to come closer for a conversation. Her muscles tense in irritation at his poorly timed request but since he is head Alpha, she relents. 

   As he begins to drone on about whatever it was Fury said she finds her mind checking out of the conversation. She can feel her frustration bubbling under her skin, he's keeping her from you. It's not intentional, she knows that. But she also knows that something is going on with you, and she doesn’t like not knowing if you're alright.

   In your room you squirm in your nest, a futile attempt to get comfortable as a layer of sweat starts to cover your body and you let out a pitiful whine when your core throbs painfully. Trying to comfort yourself you bring your shirt up and inhale deeply, letting the lingering scent of the sweaty Alpha you hugged earlier seep into you.

   Unfortunately this does the opposite to help you. You can feel your slick dripping down your thighs as your entire being aches for the redheaded Russian and despite knowing she very well may be oblivious to your current plight, you can’t stop yourself from reaching out.

   The Alphas phone dings suddenly and she manages to check it while Steve continues to ramble. What she sees, makes her heart race and her worry grow

    I need you. Please

   “Steve” she stresses, “I’ve gotta go”

   “Now wait just a minute” he tells her, grabbing her arm as she attempts to turn away

    She immediately turns to him, letting a growl slip past her lips. Surprised, the older Alpha lets her go and backs down against this challenge. He knows she wouldn’t brush him off without a reason if it wasn’t something important. She nods in thanks before running off down the hall that leads to everyone's quarters. When she arrives at your door she's too anxious to knock, instead she rushes in, only realizing that may have been a bad idea once the door shuts behind her and she finds herself within arms reach of your nest. 

   “Oh fuck” she exclaims, her mind already going hazy as your scent envelopes her, and her cock eagerly twitches, “You…you're in heat”

   You whimper, confirming this as you lock eyes with her, “Natty, need you so badly”

   Her mind races, at your declaration. She wants to believe you mean this so she can care for you and claim you as her own. But between how naturally needy heat can make an Omega and with how her Red Room training affects her Alpha instincts so much, she has her worries.

   “I-  you…you don’t know what you're saying right now” she stutters as she subconsciously takes a few steps closer to you

   “Baby, no, please. I want you so bad.” you whine, grabbing her hand, “I've always wanted you. Please Alpha, let me show you"

   The way you're looking at her has all hesitation fleeing her, unfortunately the nervousness didn't follow, "I uh…o-okay"

   "Yeah?" You question, pulling her closer to you as you sit up

   She nods, "Go ahead Omega. Show me"

   Your heart hammers at hearing her say it and you practically launch yourself into her arms to capture her lips in a searing kiss. Her arms wrap tightly around you, holding you protectively as you take her breath away. Unsure if it's the intensity of your scent or the lack of air that's causing her dizziness she breaks away.

  “That was…wow” she stutters, a large dopey grin spreading across her face 

   You return the grin before nuzzling into her neck, breathing in her strong scent. Her hands gently rub your back and a soft purr escapes you as you bask in her presence. You've longed to have her this close and judging by the way her hold on you tightens, she's longed for it too.

   Eventually you back out of her grasp, but still hold onto her hand and you begin to lead her over to your bed. She follows, her hand in yours as you lead her to the bed, and you gently press your lips against hers once more.

  "This all because of me baby?" You hum, your hand softly cupping her bulge

   "Yes" she whimpers, pushing her hips further into you, "Your scent drives me crazy…"

  "Yours drives me crazy too" you admit, placing a gentle kiss against her scent gland as your hands begin to pull at the bottom of her shirt

   She eagerly lifts her arms for you, allowing you to practically rip it off her before tossing it to the floor, her bra quickly joining it. Gently you press your hands against her shoulders to get her to sit. She does so, shifting around in an attempt to get comfortable as her hard cock strains against its confines. 

   Your hands travel to her waistband then and she lifts her hips allowing you to pull her pants and boxers down and she lets out a sigh of relief as her clothes pool around her ankles.

   Your mouth waters as you watch her cock rise to almost meet her toned abs, and you give her a smirk before letting one of your hands begin to slowly jerk her off. She groans, letting her head fall back slightly as you pleasure her and you watch a drop of her precum drip onto your thumb. It takes everything in her not to whine as she feels you let go, but her pupils blow wide as she watches you lick your thumb, tasting her essence. 

   “You taste better than I imagined” you purr, watching the way she blushes

   “You- you imagined tasting me?” she asks, her hopeful tone sending a warmth through you

You smile at her, “Of course I did, I imagined everything with you Natty. I told you, I’ve always wanted you”

   You kneel before her and lick your lips before taking her tip in your mouth, causing her hips to buck slightly. She gives you an apologetic look but you don't really mind as it allowed even more of her cock to enter your mouth and you quickly make her expression turn to bliss as you begin to bob your head up and down, taking what you could of her down your throat.

   She brings one of her hands to your head, tangling her fingers in your hair in an effort guide you, ���Come on detka(baby), open wider for me….oh fuck, just like that”

   She guides the rest of her cock into your mouth with ease, letting herself enjoy its warmth as her eyes begin to roll back. Not used to something so big you gag a bit and the Alphas eyes immediately shoot open as she stares down at you with concern. It warms your heart to see her be so attentive to even the slightest of changes with you, but to ease her worries you let your hands rest on her bare thighs as you continue your actions.

   After a few more minutes you can feel the way her muscles tighten beneath your grip as well as hear the way her breathing picks up. Intent on pleasing your soon to be Alpha you double down on your efforts and are rewarded with a guttural moan from her as her fingers tighten in your hair

   “Y/n, I’m gonna….gonna cum” You hum around her cock in an effort to tell her it was ok, and she gets the idea, spilling her seed down your throat 

   After swallowing every drop you release her still hard cock with a ‘pop’ and happily smile at her as you stand. Without any warning she grabs you by the hips and pulls you into a kiss. It’s full of her passion for you, and you have no objections as she begins to remove your bra. It lands on the floor somewhere, and your underwear do too.

         Your hands find purchase on her shoulders before you swing your leg over hers as you straddle her lap. She can feel the heat of your core above her and her cock throbs as a bit of your slick drips down on her. You look her in the eyes as you slowly lower yourself, your hips softly swaying as you do, and her hands grip your waist tightly as you let out a moan.

    “You're so big” you whimper, taking a moment to adjust to her size

    She nuzzles against your neck to distract herself from the urge to wildly begin trusting up into you and begins to kiss and suck your soft skin. You take that as your queue to continue sinking down on her lap and you both let out a moan as your hips meet hers, letting her be fully buried inside you

  “Fuck, Y/n” she moans as you begin to bounce on her lap, “You're so warm around my cock detka(baby)”

  She begins to kiss and suck the soft skin around your neck, trailing her mouth down to your supple breasts until she can take one of your nipples into your mouth. You arch yourself further into her, wrapping your arms around her neck and burying your hands in her red locks and another moan slips past your lips as she hits that perfect spot inside you

   “Alpha!”

   Hearing her title fall from your lips while she's sheathed inside you does something to the Russian. It's like it unlocks all her hidden and buried instincts and brings them to the surface, and now there's no holding her back from her desires

   Suddenly and without warning  you're on your back on the mattress with Natasha hovering above you, her hips moving almost frantically as she pounds into your soaked cunt. Your nails dig into her shoulder blades and your legs wrap around her hips as you try to keep her as close as possible and the sounds you're making spur her on even more

   “Ooh, Natty!” you cry out, clutching at her as you quickly feel your orgasm approaching

   “You sound so pretty for me detka(baby)” she grunts, bringing her forehead to rest against yours, “On;y for me, right?”

   “Yes!” you answer, nodding as best you can, “Only want you Natty”

   She croons at your answer and nuzzles against your neck once more. You nuzzle against her as well, letting her scent overwhelm you and your mouth waters as you eye her scent gland. Without even thinking you give into the urge, sinking your teeth into her skin

   She moans as she feels you mark her, and her knot begins to form. You feel it too and just as it slips inside you, you strike. She moans as your teeth bite into her scent gland, her cum filling you as she locks into place and she's brought back to her senses by your gentle purr

   “All mine Alpha. Just as you should be”

   She hums in agreement before eyeing your scent gland and she takes the opportunity to sink her teeth into you then, causing you moan as you feel her teeth break through your skin. 

   When she pulls away she lovingly cups your face, her eyes glistening as she looks at you, “My beautiful Omega”

   You watch as a few tears spill down her cheeks, her other emotions finally catching up with her. A loving Omega that wants her, despite her abnormal Alpha behaviors and harsh past is something she never thought she’d be able to have. She never even hoped for it really, not until she met you. So now, having you claim her as your own is a dream come true

   You bring your hands to cup her face, letting your thumbs brush away her tears, “I love you Natty”

   “I love you too, Y/n” she admits, smiling at you, “So much. I just never knew what to say, or what to do”

   You smile back at her, “I know baby, and that's ok. We have each other now and that's all that matters.”

   She nods and lets her forehead rest against yours once more, “I’m going to do everything I can to make sure I take care of you properly, my Omega. I promise”

   “You already do Alpha. You have nothing to worry about.”

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Hi

Can I request a Wanda and daughter reader.

Both Wanda and Natasha are teachers at readers school.

Reader is excited because her and mommy are sleeping over at Natty's house.

Reader is horrified to learn that the school bully Yelena is Natasha's little sister !

Scared of being picked on, reader sticks by Mommy's side.

But it turns out Yelena's actually not scary and really nice to reader.

She even plays tea party with reader before bed.

Please and thank you 😊

Sleepover

Y/N: 6 years old ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV "Mommy and I are having a sleepover at mommy's girlfriend's house!" Y/N says to her best friend excitedly, both walking to the direction of Wanda's office.

"That's so cool! I love sleepovers!" Y/N's best friend exclaims, making Y/N smile and nod in agreement.

Y/N's smile fades when she hears cries followed by laughing. She knows exactly who's that… there's this one older girl at Y/N's school that everyone fears.

"Wait!" Y/N whisper shouts, catching her best friend's hand and stopping her from walking.

She peeks her head from behind the corner, spotting the school bully just like she expected. There's also a boy from her class. He's sitting on the ground, his cheeks stained by tears.

Y/N's heart is pounding in her chest like if she only just ran a marathon as she's watching the older girl breaking the smaller boy's pencils.

When the bully finally walks away, Y/N and her best friend slowly walk out from behind the corner, wanting to help him but the poor scared boy just runs away when he sees them.

The two girls say their goodbyes at the exit from the school and Y/N's best friend leaves. But luckily Wanda's office isn't that far away from there, so Y/N sprints to her mom's office immediately, hoping she won't meet the bully on the way.

"Hi, mommy" Y/N smiles after stepping into the office, a sigh of relief escaping her lips as she closes the door shut.

"Oh, hi, sweetheart. Did you have a good day today?" Wanda asks, her smile widening when her daughter crawls on her lap and cuddles up to her.

"Mhm. I can't wait to have a sleepover with Natty, mommy!" The tiny girl grins, making Wanda chuckle while she's running her fingers through Y/N's hair.

"Well, we should go home and get ready then" Wanda says, scrunching her nose and receiving cheers from her daughter.

"Let's go then, mommy!" Y/N immediately jumps off of Wanda's lap, holding her hand out for her mommy on which Wanda can't help but chuckle.

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"Natty!" Y/N shouts, letting go of Wanda's hand and immediately running to greet Natasha with a tight hug.

"Hi there, tiny!" Natasha smiles, lifting Y/N up and giving the her a cuddle, pressing a kiss to the little girl's cheek.

"Hi" Wanda smiles, joining her favorite girls and pecking Natasha's lips with a kiss.

Wanda and Natasha have been together for a few months, ever since Y/N started school and Wanda started working as a teacher at her daughter's school, just like Natasha does.

That's how they met actually, though they only told Y/N about their relationship just a month ago as Wanda was a bit scared about Y/N's reaction. Wanda wasn't really dating after Y/N's father left which was even before Y/N was born, so Y/N didn't have to share her mother with anyone which is why was Wanda scared. But luckily it all turned out well in the end and the little girl loves Natasha so much which makes Wanda really happy.

"Natty, I got A from math today!" Y/N says happily, holding her mommy's and Natasha's hand while walking to the kitchen.

"Really?" The redhead gasps playfully, making Y/N smile widely and nod her head. "Wow. I'm so proud of you" She smiles warmly, making the little girl blush a bit. "Y/N/N, this is my little sister Yelena" Natasha gestures to the girl that's sitting at the table, Y/N immediately dropping Natasha's hand and clinging to her mother as she locks eyes with the school bully.

"Hi" Yelena smiles with hope to finally find a friend, giving Y/N a friendly wave.

"What will you say, hm?" Wanda asks as soon as she sits her daughter on her hip, raising an eyebrow.

"Hi" Y/N says back before burying her head into her mommy's neck on which Yelena looks down with a sigh.

"Y/N/N's just a little shy, I'm sure you two will be such good friends" Wanda assures the little blonde, giving her a smile. "How about you draw here with Yelena while I'll help Natasha with dinner?" Wanda asks, not giving her daughter time for answer, and just sits her down on a chair next to Natasha's little sister before disappearing to the kitchen with her girlfriend.

Y/N sits on the chair with her head low, avoiding eye-contact with the girl next to her.

"Which color do you want? Do you want pink, blue, red or different color?" Yelena asks, placing a paper in front of Y/N and showing her all the crayons, so she could choose one.

"Pink" Y/N mumbles, adding a small 'thank you' when Yelena hands her the crayon.

The little girls draw quietly, Yelena trying to start a conversation, but always getting only a few words in response.

Once they eat their dinner, they all move to the living room, Y/N immediately sitting down next to her mommy and clinging to her.

"Do you want to see my room, Y/N/N?" Yelena asks with a smile, walking closer to the younger girl on which Y/N clinges to Wanda even more.

"Okay, honey, go with Yelena, yeah?" Wanda stands Y/N on the ground, giving her daughter's shoulder a little rub to encourage her.

Y/N knows there's no point in trying to get her mom to let her stay here, so she accepts Yelena's hand and walks with her to the blonde's room.

"I have lots of toys! Do you want to play with me?" Yelena asks nicely, earning a small nod from Y/N.

Yelena hands Y/N some dolls and the two start playing, Y/N finally getting more comfortable around Yelena when the older girl keeps being really nice to her.

"Do you like playing tea party?" Y/N asks, still a bit shyly, but Yelena nods immediately which makes Y/N grin.

The two prepare everything they need. They prepare the teddies, dressing them properly for the game and then dress up themselves, both applying some of Natasha's lipstick, so it would be perfect.

They sit the teddy bears on the chairs, then sitting down themselves and starting to play, pretending to drink their tea like ladies.

The room is soon filled with laughs of both girls which is heard through the entire house, making Natasha and Wanda smile widely.

Unfortunately, it's getting late, so both girls need to go to bed. That's why Wanda and Natasha walk upstairs, stopping at the doorframe of Yelena's room, watching the two play with huge smiles on their faces.

"Girls, it's time for bed" Natasha speaks up, receiving whines from both kids. "Oh, come on. You can play all day tomorrow"

"Can Y/N/N sleep here with me?" Yelena asks with hope, Y/N gasping on that idea.

"Yes, mommy, can I?" The tiny Maximoff asks, pulling out puppy eyes on which Natasha and Wanda share a smile before nodding and making both girls cheer in response.

Well, it looks like Yelena finally found a real friend she's wanted for a long time, maybe even best friend which will only time show up.

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Romance Tropes with Marvel Characters

Pairing: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Thor, Loki, Tony Stark, Kate Bishop, Peter Parker x Reader

Tags: fluff, enemies to lovers, kissing, sleeping around, doubt, confession, teasing

A/N: Back with my favorite romance tropes. God there are a lot of these.

STEVE ROGERS + LAST TO KNOW

You and everyone around you know that there's feelings between the two of you, everyone but Steve himself. He's not dumb, far from it but when it comes to romance you need to be really direct with him because subtlety has been getting you nowhere really fast and you needed to fix that. You need clear, blatant flirting, you need to wink at him, you need to tell him you like the things he does, that you like him point blank. Once he gets that he will take the gentleman route and ask you on a date.

BUCKY BARES + NOT GOOD ENOUGH

Bucky feels like there's flaws in everything he does with you, that somehow he will end up messing things up no matter how well he plans them out. His whole life has been a series of mistakes and accidents. While he knows for a fact that you're not that for him he wants to work extra hard to make sure you're not making a mistake by dating him. If only he knew that who he was was already good enough, that he is already your perfect someone. And all his imperfections are also part of why you love him.

SAM WILSON + SECRET ADMIERER

Pines over you for a good long while. Sam really wants to make sure you like him before he makes his real move so he does things like live flowers and little cute gifts in your locker. It has so be someone from the team but you don't figure out who until you catch him on his way from the flower shop, with the exact flowers appearing in your locker for the past month. Doesn't take a genius to figure it out. And since you already did and seemed t be happy with his gifts he might as well confess right now, with flowers in hand.

NATASHA ROMANOFF + BEST FRIEND'S SIBLING

Natasha is always there when you go to visit Yelena and she's always teasing you. This is much to Yelena's annoyance because she knows you like Natasha too. You never get too flirty when you're in the company of others but over the phone is a different story. When you become a couple Natasha jokes about you becoming Yelena's new sibling, something which Yelena is jokingly appalled by. Natasha is the type of person to make kissy noises at you just to annoy her little sister.

CLINT BARTON + AFRAID TO COMMIT

You and Clint have had a casual on and off relationship for years. When things are about to get serious he breaks it off, saying he needs time to think about it but you never seem to move on from this one spot. While frustrating you know why that is, he's already lost his family once, he doesn't want to risk losing someone he's grown to care so much about. He would rather that he didn't start to care, that it was casual but it's not and he does care, and that's why he's scared of opening up to you further.

THOR + PROTECTOR

For such a big guy Thor can be real cagey with his romantic feelings. He will flirt for sure, he'll even try to sleep with you but he will always maintain his status as your protective best friend. In fact he will even go so far as to say that the reason he's so flirty is because he's protecting you from other people who have bothered you before. While you can appreciate that he could do all of that too if he admitted to himself that he wanted to be your boyfriend. Was it really that easy? Was he really overthinking things for once?

LOKI + OLD ENEMIES

You and Loki go way back as enemies, even the most petty things you had to argue about and see who will come out on top. That attitude eventually transferred over to the bedroom but you never stopped being enemies. You're always at each other's throats when you see each other and then pretend like you don't think about each other when you're not fighting. There's never a confession that happens between you two because there's nothing to confess, you already know that you love to hate each other.

TONY STARK + SLEEPS WITH EVERYONE BUT YOU

Being the playboy that caught feelings for you of course Tony isn't gonna make it worse by sleeping with you. He wants to so bad but once he does there would be no running from his feelings anymore. So he sleeps with other people, however he doesn't brag about it like usual, not to you anyway, but you know. Eventually it stops working, he can't stay away from you anymore. But he doesn't want to sleep with you and then confess, he has to take you out on a date, kiss you, confess and then if you still want him, sleep with you.

KATE BISHOP + FRIENDS TO LOVERS

No amount of superhero work can rip Kate away from her best friend. You bet she tells you who she is from the simple fact that she knows you'll keep it a secret and because you're used to people being after her because of her money. Sleepovers are a regular thing with the two of you, as are cuddles, kisses though... those are a bit new. She panicked when she kissed you, said it was an accident. How could it be though when you wanted it to happen too? And what if you'd like for it to happen again?

PETER PARKER + OBLIVIOUS TO LOVE

As much as he is a genius, Peter can be a little oblivious to romance. Okay, very oblivious. He's an awkward guy and he rarely makes the first move. But if you can show him that you're really into him... no he won't get it. You need to be the one to ask him out on a date. Then he will put his best foot forward and make sure you are swept off your feet. He might have been oblivious at first but not anymore, he's starting to pick up on your little cute flirting, and more importantly he's starting to flirt back.

#mcu x reader #mcu fluff #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #sam wilson x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #clint barton x reader #thor x reader #loki x reader #tony stark x reader #kate bishop x reader #peter parker x reader #mcu imagine #mcu headcanons #marvel x reader #marvel fluff #marvel imagine #marvel headcanons #x reader

[sytoran]

𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 ⌇ marvel ladies headcanons

summary. marvel ladies and their favourite kind of kisses to receive from you ♡

includes. yelena / wanda / maria / peggy / natasha / shuri / kate note. a very late valentines special. sfw since tumblr hates me and my mature works. (literally every single one of them have gotten flagged this isn't funny anymore) regardless, i hope you all enjoy these adorably fluffy headcanons

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──── ♥ YELENA

forehead kisses. when yelena was younger, she hated getting teased for her height. but somehow, it’s okay when it comes to you. maybe it’s because you can wrap your arms around her so easily and engulf her in your warmth, and your joy, and the life behind everything you do. or maybe it’s just the forehead kisses. you’re always gentle with yelena, loving her not in spite of her flaws but because of them, and maybe that’s why you’re so tender when you hold the sides of her face and press a kiss on her forehead. her shoulders relax, and she sighs softly, tucking her head underneath your chin, and all you can do is capture every moment in a frame of time. it’s moment like these that make yelena fall in love with you even more, when your lips are against her forehead and mumbling words that make her melt into a puddle of romances.

──── ♥ WANDA

angel kisses. it’s a sweet name for an even sweeter kiss. angel kisses are placed on the closed eyelids, and it’s something wanda really fancies, something you do all the time. the world can get so loud and unbearable – but when you wrap wanda up in your arms and place kisses on her closed eyes, she stops trembling and it becomes a little more okay. wanda’s been through so much, and the fact in itself that you’re one of the few who’ve bothered to stand by her side all the way means so much. it means more when her eyes are closed and your lips are right there, always there for her. that sweetness is comparable to an angel, so maybe that’s where it got its name.

──── ♥ MARIA

cheek kisses. for such a skilled agent, it’s surprising how you take maria by surprise every time you kiss her on the cheek. maybe that’s an emblem of how she lets down her walls around you, whether she liked it or not — you love maria, undeniably so, and though it took her far longer, she does love you too. a striking example of this is the small smile she allows to slip beyond the cold demeanour, whenever you so casually walk up to her and distractedly press a fleeting kiss on the side of her face. if it was anyone else, maria would’ve probably had them knocked out in seconds flat, but you’re not them, and your lips on her cheek are far sweeter. it’s the way you do it so absent-mindedly, too, like it’s a part of your daily routine and pepppering kisses on maria’s cheeks are a simple way of life. cute, and soft, and mushy, like those rom-com films maria hates, but she’d watch them all day, if it meant your lips would meet her cheeks once again.

──── ♥ PEGGY

back-of-hand kisses. peggy, who is so headstrong and rarely shows her tender side, unexpectedly loves back-of-hand kisses. it’s just the way you brush your lips against her skin, over the callouses and the blemishes, cherishing her as if she ever deserved that delicacy. "i absolutely adore you, my love," you would mumble, pressing your lips against her knuckles gingerly just before she leaves for work. she would bite back a smile, feeling her insides turn into mush. she thinks she can handle another day disciplining rowdy soldiers if it means she can wake another day by your side.

──── ♥ NATASHA

stomach kisses. scars and bruises and stretch marks are nothing new to natasha, and while she’d never admit she was acutely insecure of them, it does bother her to an extent that she avoids looking at her stomach in the mirror. it’s stupid, honestly, because natasha is a world-class assassin, and she’d rather look dead in the eyes of a bleeding man than her own stomach, but then you came along and flipped her world upside down. the first night you trail kisses along her stomach, lips fluttering over every scar and bruise, natasha almost cries. she's never felt so loved. you don’t say anything, and she’s grateful for your silence, but you press a few extra kisses on the bullet wounds and the beautiful stretch marks. it’s so loving and tender, that you even bother to kiss her stomach that delicately, and natasha thinks she doesn’t deserve you but you’d always tell her otherwise.

──── ♥ SHURI

neck kisses. shuri absolutely loves the sensation of neck kisses. shuri could be up in her lab, so focused on her current project, but all that fades away when you wrap your arms around her from behind, and pull her into a soft kiss on the neck. she sighs softly, then leans back into your grasp, tilting her head up to meet your eyes lovingly. you give her a lopsided, lovesick smile, still not saying anything. you just duck down to press another kiss on the narrow column of her neck, hands encircling her waist as she lets her eyes flutter shut. it's all shuri ever needed, but when your kisses start lingering a little too long and your hands start wandering a little too far, she isn't complaining, either.

──── ♥ KATE

spiderman kisses. the name is quite funny, since the two of you do know peter parker, but then again there's no other way to explain it. kate somehow always ends up on the floor, be it after a night of slumber, or playing with lucky, or watching tv. you find it so endearing, and you can't help when stand over her and peck her lips. your chins brush against each others' noses, and kate lets out a breathy laugh. both of you are smiling into the kiss, and the butterflies in kate's stomach flutter. it's so goofy, but it encaptures your relationship in the most perfect way imaginable ─ there's no need to take it too seriously, because both of you are just going with the flow. whatever happens, both of you will always be there for each other, with spiderman kisses or not.

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man i loved writing this, got me in the feels. happy late valentines, everyone.

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Masterlist

Welcome to my masterlist! Alongside my work on Wattpad and AO3, you can find all my mini series and oneshots linked down below. I usually only write for Natasha Romanoff and occasionally Yelena Belova, but feel free to send in any requests. But no smut, I’m not comfortable with that :)

Natasha Romanoff | Series

[F = fluff, A = angst, H = hot af ]

⧗ Double the Trouble AU | WandaNat x daughter: [F] Natasha and Wanda have their work cut out raising twin girls. But despite the struggles and the arguments, there is nothing that would break the bond this family has created

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

Canon oneshots:

A Day Out: [F] summer and sunshine calls for family trips out. To the zoo, naturally[2.9k words]

Groceries: [F] Natasha volunteers to do the weekly shop. Mundane, perhaps, but with two babies, things are never smooth sailing [1.4k words]

Cuddles: [F] a tipsy Y/n only wants one thing when she comes home from a party- Natasha’s hugs. And who is Natasha to refuse cuddles from her teenagers? [800 words]

New Families: [F] Natasha was content keeping her little family to herself. But Yelena and Melina weren’t. Which is how the family of four find themselves in Ohio, resurfacing memories for Natasha and challenging the three year olds in a whole new environment. Isla loves it, Y/n… not so much [4.4k words]

⧗ My Songbird AU | Natasha x Willow (O!C): It’s the 70s. Final summer of high school. Why not spend it getting high, partying and sneaking off with your girlfriend in a town that is so disapproving of anything deviating from the norm.

Mood board | part 1 [F]

⧗ Back in Time | Winterwidow x daughter: Natasha and Bucky’s daughter seeks comfort in her Aunt Wanda as her parents go missing on a mission. She doesn’t ask for much, she only wants to see them again.

part 1 [F] | part 2 [A]

Natasha Romanoff | Oneshots

⧗ Promises: [A] Natasha and Anastasia didn’t know love… not until they found it in each other. But the Red Room was cold, in more ways than one [2.6k words]

⧗ Ghost of You: [F + A] Learning to move on after Natasha’s sacrifice is the hardest thing in the world [3.2k words]

⧗ Lost in the Fire | f1 AU: [A] A horrific crash tests Natasha’s nerves to the limit as she has no choice but to sit back and watch from the garage. Her girlfriend and her sister push themselves for that all important win. [4.5k words]

⧗ I Will Rescue You | natasha romanoff x adopted daughter reader: [F + A] An alert from the Red Room sends Natasha, Yelena and Bucky on a last minute mission. But what they find is far from expected… [3.7k words]

⧗ Can’t You See This is Breaking Me: [A] Natasha isn’t quite ready to give her entire life for the woman she loves [5.2k words]

⧗ Tattoos For Troubled Minds: [F] Natasha struggles to trust anyone when it comes to touching her body. But that becomes rather difficult when a tattoo idea comes into her mind that she just can’t shake [3.6k words]

⧗ Midnight: [A] Natasha has never learned how to rest, and at midnight is where she is most vulnerable [1.1k words]

⧗ I Know What You Are: [A] The bane of Natasha’s existence had finally slipped up but when sent to eliminate her, feeling get in the way far too easily. [5.9k words]

⧗ Mustang | cowgirl Nat AU: [H] The mayor’s daughter. A bounty hunter. One has freedom, the other does not. But will one fleeting night be enough to convince Natasha to leave everything she’s ever known behind? [4.3k words]

⧗ Is It All For Nothing?: [A] You just want a friend. Is that so bad? How is it fair that everyone else gets one but you. What did you do that was so wrong? [1.3k words]

⧗ Midas Touch | Maid!Natasha: [F + A] no amount of money will ever save a broken marriage or a broken woman. But maybe the right person can turn everything she touches into gold and this time won’t be cursed to break everything she cares about. [7.1k words]

⧗ Welcome To My Head At Midnight | song fic: [A] Natasha Romanoff is her own worst enemy and maybe this fight isn’t one she’s so sure she can win. [2k words]

Yelena Belova | Oneshots

⧗ For Her: [F + A] Yelena tries to find the balance between spending christmas with her girl and tracking down Clint Barton… [1.7k words]

#double the trouble au #natasha romanoff #fanfic #marvel #kaya speaks!

[arlana-likes-to-write]

Hey first of all, thank you for your writing! I enjoy reading your work a lot. I wanted to request an addition to the older sister! Reader AU where the avengers manage to catch a person who used to be a high ranking officer in the red room and has a lot of intel. They specifically requests to see reader. And reader goes in and the person is smug and taunts r about everything she did under dreykov and what dreykov did to r. (Hints to a lot of sexual assult trauma, if you dont mind) and r has gotten used to the taunts, having bward plenty during her red room days. Carol though who was outside in the interrogation room with r’s sisters is livid. She is very protective of r and so she comes inside the room angry. But as the person keeps taunting and saying demeaning stuff about r u still remain unaffected but carol cannot take it. I mean thats the idea I had, you could do whatever u want with it! Thanks again. And sorry for the longg request

Mine to Protect

Family is More Than Blood Masterlist

There things in this story that be triggering of people, please advise the warnings!

Warnings: heavy description of past sexual experiences (usage of handcuffs, voyeurisms, power dynamic, ) implied sexual assault (uses it to taunt the Reader and Carol), original male character uses pet names from the reader, gross dirty talk, past trauma mentioned, self harm, death of an original character, mention of killing, Carol is hella pissed this this and protective.

Relationships: Carol x Reader, Yelena x Natasha x Reader (Platonic), Avengers x reader (platonic)

Word Count: 3.0k

All of your life, you’ve known pain. The pain was physical suffering\ or discomfort. It caused great trouble, and it could be mental or physical. Pain in the Red Room was negative. It was mystery hands that held you down and took whatever they wanted from you. Hours spent at training, at the ballet bar, or forced to kill your fellow Widows because of an order given. You hated pain and all the negative thoughts that came with it.

However, your life changed. It wasn’t contained by the Red Room. You had room to grow, dream, and create the person Dreykov tried to destroy. Now, pain wasn’t always negative. There was pain that morphed into pleasure when Carol bit down on your neck and soothed it with her tongue; a warmth would fill your belly. Sometimes, you went a little too hard as you trained against Steve and felt each punch from the super soldier, but your laughter bounced off the walls. Other times, you brunt your hand when cooking with Wanda or lose an arm wrestling match with Maria. All that pain was good, a reminder that you were free.

You sat outside. The brisk New York fall air filled your lungs. There was an ache in your fingers as you played the guitar. It would take time for callouses to form on your fingers. You heard the door open and close, but it didn’t stop you from humming to the song you were playing. It was Steve, Tony, and Maria. Oh boy. Stopping, you put the guitar beside you and gave the trio your attention. “Why do I smell trouble?” You asked.

“It’s not me,” Tony said, sniffing under his arm. “I showered.” You rolled your eyes at the billionaire.

“Does the name Andrei Lebedev?” You kept your face neutral, but your stomach dropped. That name would forever be in your nightmares.

“Yes, he was part of Dreykov’s second ring. He disappeared when the Red Room fell. He’s been on Melina’s list, but we haven’t been able to locate and deal with him,” you explained.

“Deal with him?” Steve questioned. “So would kill him if you found him?” You huffed in frustration.

“Don’t act all high and mighty, Rogers. These men have power even with the Red Room gone; they are better off dead.” With a vacant spot, there was a fight to be at the top. You and some of the other freed Widows were working on eliminating them before they could gain momentum. You looked at Maria. “What’s going on?” She handed you a file.

“Lebedev was found in New Asgard,” you opened it and saw a mug shot. The man was 6 feet, 5 inches tall. He had striking blue eyes. Unlike the last time you saw him, his dark brown was longer instead of neatly combed. However, a faint beard outlining his jaw gave you the idea that he was going somewhere safe to shave. “He was looking for asylum, but Val thought he was acting odd and brought him in for questioning.”

“Once they learned who he was, Fury had him transferred to us for questioning,” Tony added. You handed back the file.

“What does this have to do with me?” You had a feeling you knew where this was going.

“He won’t talk to anyone, not me, Maria, or Natasha,” Steve said. “He’s asking for you.” Fuck. Of course, he fucking was. God dammit. Why was Wanda away on a mission?

“What do we want from him?” You asked. Killing him would be the easiest solution.

“Fury wants whatever information we can get from him before sending him to the RAFT,” Maria explained. “Will you talk to him?” You sighed, stood up, and grabbed the guitar.

“Let’s get this over with.”

*

Sometimes you used pain to punish yourself. Your time at the tower was perfect. Self-inflected pain was the best tool you used to remind yourself of the past. Of the blood you shed and the countless lives ended by your hand.

On the other hand, pain helped ground you. A pinch of the skin on your thigh, biting down on your lip, or fingernails digging into your palm. Anything to help you stay present, preventing your mind from slipping away.

You stared at the door that separated you from him, nails digging into your palm. Your sisters and Carol will be watching. There was no fighting them on that. Sighing, you opened the door. “My malen’kiy pauk (little spider),” it had been a long time since you’ve heard someone call you that name. You closed the door. Immediately, pulling the chair away from the table to sit down. “I’ve missed you so much,” he continued. “But our last meeting was a little different,” he moved his handcuffed hands onto the table. The clash of metal echoed in the quiet room. “If I remember correctly, you were the one handcuffed. No matter to me,” he leaned forward. “I do love a change in a power dynamic.”

You crossed your arms against your chest, placed your right leg over your left, and leaned back into the chair. You remembered that day. Andrei Lebedev was part of Dreykov’s second circle or the vtoroy. These men were trusted as handlers and could leave the Red Room on missions or requests from Dreykov or his inner circle. But they were still seen as less than. They aimed to become part of the pervyy, the men closest to Dreykov. Although Dreykov was the face of the Red Room, it was impossible to run it without help. These men had the same amount of power as him; their word was God because you knew Dreykov knew about the order. A majority of the members of the party were killed in the Red Room explosion. The men you were after were part of the vtoroy. If the Red Room remained, Andrei would be part of the pervyy. He was a cable solider, a little hot-headed, but Dreykov would have crushed that spirit into submission. As a mission success, the pervyy granted Andrei’s request: a night with you. It wasn’t the only time you laid underneath this main.

“Being an Avenger looks good on you, kotenok (kitten). It fills you out nicely,” he groaned, licking his lips. “I bet you taste just as sweet. Do you want to be a good girl again? Just for me.” Still, you remained unfazed, face neutral. Men like this loved to talk, to inflate their ego with their sexual conquests. With time, he would reveal everything.

“I think about our time together a lot,” he smiled. “Your moans were music to my ears. They helped me through many lonely nights.” Lonely nights? The phrase stuck out to you for some reason. How many nights was he truly alone? He was freshly shaved and showered; you figured Val wouldn’t give him time alone to do all these things before locking him up. The man disappeared without a trace once the Red Room fell. Not even Melina, with her contacts, could find him. Andrei was bright but needed to be more smart to avoid capture. Who was helping him?

“Come on, baby,” he whined, mimicking a child throwing a tantrum. “Let me hear that voice again. You were very talkative when we last saw each other. I miss it,” his fingers tapped against the table. “Tell me, pretty, can anyone make you cum like I can?”

No one could see how your nails dug into your bicep, nails so sharp you knew it would pierce your skin. Pain. It grounded you, saved you from slipping into memories of that night, and kept your face stoic when all you wanted to do was scream.

*

As Carol recognized the true strength of her powers, she practiced keeping her emotions in check. Anger was powerful. Her rage could bring down skyscrapers, collapse entire planets, and turn the milky way into chaos if she wasn’t careful. Through her space travels, she witnessed horrible injustices that boiled her blood, ground her teeth, and left her fuming. Still, she kept her anger in check. However, she was struggling. The way this pig spoke to you was disgusting and vile, and you were just taking it. The only time Carol saw you move was when you first entered the room. She wasn’t sure if you were still breathing.

Unlike you, Natasha couldn’t stop pacing. She would get to one side of the viewing room, turn around, and repeat the process. Not even Maria could get her to stop; Carol believed it had to do with Natasha still being upset with her girlfriend. The youngest of the trio was quiet, playing with the ring all three of you shared. A quiet Yelena was never good, in Carol’s opinion. She saw the blonde tense up every time the man said something about her sister. Andrei laughed. “Why don’t you undo these cuffs? We can put on a show one more time before the cart me away. If I remember correctly, zaychonok (bunny), you loved having an audience,” he groaned, eyes rolling in the back of his head. “My little slut. It got you so wet.”

“I’m gonna kill him,” Carol mumbled. All she saw was red. Unlike before, no one was there to protect you; no one was there to tell him to stop. But she was here now. You were hers to protect. She felt her powers itching at the palm of her hands, begging to let loose. It was getting harder to control it, this anger growing inside her. She knew he was still taunting you; maybe she heard Natasha or Maria’s voice, but it was becoming white noise. All of it was pointless besides one singular thought. “I’m gonna fucking kill him.” To her surprise, no one stopped her when she left the room.

*

The door busting open startled you. The hinges barely had enough strength to keep it upright as your girlfriend entered the interrogation room, eyes glowing. Andrei was pulled to his feet and pinned to the wall by her forearm. You saw her entire body shaky. “Oh, is this the pet’s new master,” he teased. There was a shake in his voice as Carol was cutting off air into his lungs. “Tell me, do you pass her around like her old master, or do you keep her to yourself?”

“If you say one more word,” she hissed. “I will crush your windpipe.” You stood up, barely making a sound, but Andrei saw you.

“Oh, this is your lover, isn’t it?” He laughed, gasping slightly. “I’m jealous,” he taunted. “She is a gem—a queen among women. Tell me,” he whispered. “Can you make her scream like I can?”

“I won’t hesitate to paint this wall red with your blood,” you wanted her to do it so this nightmare could end. But it wasn’t the mission. “You can’t hurt her,” Carol continued, putting more pressure on his neck. The man gasped. “She is mine to protect, and I will kill all of you if I have to to keep her safe.” The man smiled, and for the first time entering this room, a chill went down your spine.

“Oh, you think with her living with Earth’s mightiest heroes, she’ll be safe; you are wrong.” Got him. It only took Carol intervening, but he was ready to talk. Gently, you placed a hand on Carol’s shoulder. Her eyes flickered to you.

“It’s okay,” you forced a smile. “Let him go.” You saw the internal debate happen in her eyes. Soon, she released him and threw him back into the chair.

“Power dynamic,” he said, rubbing his throat. A bruise was already forming. “I guess I was wrong about you two.” You sighed and sat down, this time closer to the table. Carol closed the door but stayed in the room, standing in the corner. Your arms were still crossed, and your nails again found the indent in your arm. “You got yourself an impressive guard dog over there. She needs a lesson in obedience.”

“I don’t own her, and she doesn’t own me,” you said. “Who helped you avoid detection after all this time?” He gasped.

“I’m offended you don’t think I could do it alone.”

“You aren’t smart enough, Lebedev,” you deadpanned. “So give me names, or my guard dog will attack.” His eyes glanced at Carol in the corner, and you saw him gulp in fear. Instead of talking, he leaned forward, faces inches apart, and you could feel his breath on your skin. A sharp pinch of your skin kept you present.

“Answer me this, kotenok (kitten). Do you feel safe here?”

“Is that a threat?” You countered.

“Merely a question,” he said. “Do you feel safe here with your sisters close by, Captain America as an ally, and Tony Stark’s super fancy AI keeping watch?” He slammed his hands down, but the sound didn’t scare you. Your nails dug deeper. “Do you feel safe?” He asked again. “Because Oriel Sergeev wasn’t the only person upset when the Red Room fell from the sky.” Oriel Sergeev? He was the man who created that ‘fun’ room.

“Who is helping you?” You asked again. He shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in the chair.

“I don’t kiss and tell; you should know that. The Red Room provided stability, a balance, and you and those cunts you call sisters broke it,” your jaw clenched. He huffed out a laugh at your reaction. “It’s only a matter of time before bad girls like you get punished.”

*

You watched Maria and a few other agents lead Andrei to transport. A body collided with you that almost sent you falling to the ground, but Carol’s arm kept you upright. It was Yelena. Her jasmine scent perfume invaded your senses, grounding you further. “Ugh,” you groaned. “I hated that. I hated the way he talked to you.” You chuckled, kissing the top of her head.

“You aren’t the only one,” Natasha said, and you looked past Yelena as the redhead joined the small group. “Carol beat me to it. I was about to go in there and kick his ass.” You heard Carol laugh behind you, kissing the side of your head. “Are you okay?”

“I’m,” you stopped before you lied to them. “No, but I will be,” you sighed, ending the hug with Yelena. “I think I need a shower, then I’ll start feeling better.”

“Do you want me to join you?” Carol asked. You shook your head.

“I just need a moment by myself,” you smiled. “I’ll be okay, I promise.” As you turned to walk back to your room, Yelena grabbed your hand. Spinning you back around and flipping your arm to show everyone the cut on your arm.

“Your bleeding,” she said, and you pulled your arm back.

“It’s nothing, and it will heal by the time I get in the shower,” you saw the unasked questions from all three of them. “I needed to ground myself when I was in there with him. That’s all. I promise I’m okay, and I’ll come to you guys if I need anything.”

*

A towel was tightly secured around your body as you stepped out of the bathroom. You hated the way his words crawled underneath your skin. No matter how frequently you scrubbed your skin raw, you felt his hands on you. There was a part of you that wanted to track down his escort van and kill him, to watch his blood stain the pavement. Or maybe have Melina take care of it. But you knew if one of the Widows took the job, it would get traced back to you. Still wet from the shower, you sat on your bed and picked up your phone. The number you dialed wasn’t saved in your phone. It was a number you had memorized as Widows kept giving it to you. She answered on the second ring. “My favorite Black Widow,” she said. “What do I owe the pleasure? Have you considered my offer?” You sighed.

“No, Valentina, I’m still not joining your team. I need a favor.” You were speaking as you could hear cars driving by.

“I’m not a charity, darling. Favors will cost you/” You nodded.

“I know, and I’m willing to pay for it,” you stood up and walked into your closet. “I need to put on a hit. His name is Andrei Lebedev. He is currently in SHIELD custody and on his way to the RAFT. I need it done without using any of the Widows you have employed, and not a single agent hurt.” Valentina laughed.

“You are making a lot of demands for someone not in charge,” you dropped the towel and changed into a pair of sweatpants and a tank top.

“I always repay my debts, you know this?” This wasn’t the first time you’ve asked a favor from her. Her contacts ran deeper than Melina’s, and in this world, information was valuable. But you knew she would do it and come back to you when she needed something. The Widows that worked for her always told you what they did. You had enough dirt to bury the director, but it would hurt your fellow Widows.

“This will cost you, but I’ll get it done.”

“Thank you.”

“Aw, don’t go getting soft on me,” you rolled your eyes. “My offer is always on the table for you. That will never expire,” you huffed.

“Bye, Valentina.” You hung up the phone before she could respond. You refused to join her every time she asked, even when she proclaimed how much money you could make with your skill set. You feared it would be impossible to say no to her one day.

Two days passed when Maria announced that Andrei Lebedev was killed; no agents were hurt in the ambush. The agent’s eyes never left yours when she told everyone the news. Maybe it was bad you didn’t care if she believed you or not when you claimed you had no part in his death—effortlessly passing blame to whoever helped him. His death was one you never lost sleep over. Like you told Steve, these men were better off dead.

#family is more than blood au #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers x you #carol danvers x y/n #black widow sisters #yelena belova x natasha romanoff x reader #yelena belova x reader #natasha romanoff x reader

[mosquito-queen]

thunderbolts prediction:

yelena is retrieving some kind of item needed for the integrity of her mission. she’s so carefully calculated everything, put in the work, and is finally just about to grab -

there’s a crash. alarms are blaring, yelena is shocked. she grabs the item to make a run for it when a hand reaches out from the shadows to snare her wrist. yelena pulls and it pops the rest of kate into view.

“why is it always you?”

“you seem disappointed, kate bishop.”

kate is clearly flustered: “i-i’m not. i mean i’m -“

“it is ok. we will catch up later, yes?”

and then yelena is getting away. kate gives chase and the fight scene mirrors the one from the very last time she had seen yelena.

they wrestle until yelena gains the upperhand and is about to sail out the window: “well this was fun.”

but kate sees one more chance. (it would have been a chance if she hadn’t been overeager.) she knocks into yelena, and it sends them both to the ground and the item out the window.

there’s a moment where they’re a tangle of bodies staring wide eyed at each other (yelena is winded by kate’s impact; kate’s brain is short circuiting from the physical proximity).

kate scrambles off the top of yelena and rushes to look out. yelena stays on the ground: “it’s gone isn’t it? i do not want to even look.”

“yelena, who are those people?”

this does motivate yelena to pick herself up and watch as a new enemy gets ahold of the item and speeds off, “those are the people we definitely were not wanting to have the device.”

and cue the plot of the movie where yelena and kate have to team up to get back some super important doomsday device that probably looks like an antique your grandma brought home.

the catch is that they don’t want their respective teams to know they 1) lost it and 2) are working together.

#everything else that happens is a subplot #bishova #thunderbolts #yelena belova #kate bishop

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Graduation 

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Word count: ~6.3k

Summary: You go to your graduation party without Wanda

A/N: This is a slightly angsty, but mostly smutty little thing. Enjoy!

Warnings: Some angst, a lot of smut. 18+ only! I’m starting to block ageless blogs who reblog/like these posts AND follow me, FYI. So please add your age to your bio!

“Why are you being so stubborn about this? It’s not that big of a deal!”

You and Wanda rarely fight, and when you do it’s merely bickering that normally ends in compromise. It’s rare that you or Wanda do something to truly anger the other. This is why you’re a little stunned about your wife’s insistence at trying to keep you from going to this party tonight. It’s your graduation party and you want to celebrate finishing vet school, but Wanda is dead set against you going for some reason.

You have already tried to get her to come with you, but she has business to attend to later that will likely take most of the night. You’re not thrilled about that, but apparently pointing this out is not how you’re going to win this argument because Wanda just rolls her eyes at you.

“It’s not even close to the same thing, Y/n. This is work, you’re going to hang out with a bunch of drunk people!”

You can’t help but glare at her for this because not only is she being ridiculous, but she’s starting to get on your nerves. You’re not sure why she’s so set against this, but you can’t help but think it’s because she doesn’t trust you enough to go on your own.

“Work, work, work. For all I know you could be hanging out with a bunch of drunk people! At least you know where I’ll be and who I’ll be with.”

You cross your arms angrily and watch Wanda struggle to come up with a retort. She knows that you sometimes are a little peeved about not knowing the specifics of her job, but you’d never expressed your distrust in her like this. She takes a moment to breathe deeply before realizing that she’s doing this exact thing to you.

“I get that, but it’s not you that’s the problem. I don’t trust other people.”

This was the understatement of the century. Your wife was the least trusting person when it came to strangers. She’d been raised to be paranoid and she’s continued this because it keeps her safe at work. That said, you wish she could separate work from her personal life at times. She is always so afraid of something happening to you, but you can take care of yourself.

You sigh in defeat before you run a hand through your hair with a scowl. You get where Wanda’s coming from, but you can’t keep giving into her and letting her paranoia rule both of your lives.

“I get that, Wands. I do, but I’m going to this party. You can come with me, or you can just trust me to be fine on my own.”

Wanda does not like the idea of this and she’s frowning as she tries to come up with an argument but you’re already leaving. You need to get ready and you’re going to have to call your friends and tell them you’re going to be a little late.

Wanda wishes she wasn’t busy tonight because she’d love to go with you. She’d love to be your date and meet your friends, but she had something important to do tonight. She and Nat were trying to close this deal and it would mean millions for her and more loyal employees. She couldn’t risk losing that just to take you to a party.

“At least take someone with you. “

You frown at this before turning back around to face Wanda with a raised eyebrow.

“You want someone to come with me, fine. What about Nat? “

Wanda hates that she’s the first person you think of, but she shakes her head before saying that she’s busy. She rejects the idea of you taking Yelena because there is no way you would be ending the night uneventfully if you take the blonde with you. Your best friend brought the most impulsive streak out of you and you’d only been injured or at-risk multiple times in the past.

“What about Bucky?”

You laugh at this before shaking your head vehemently. Nothing against Bucky, he was a great friend, but you weren’t going to take him with you to a party that he had no interest in. Not to mention the small detail of him being interrogated all night.

“Definitely not. People might think we’re together.”

Wanda is searching for another option when you just shake your head and shoot her a serious look. You’re not in the mood to fight about this, you just want to go have fun for a few hours and then come home and go to sleep. You hope Wanda will be here, but you’re not going to count on anything.

“I’m going alone then I guess.”

You’re shocked when Wanda leaves for work about half an hour before you leave for the party. You’ve already texted your friends and they’re planning on picking you up downstairs soon. You sigh before taking one last look in the mirror to straighten out your clothes. You’re hoping to have fun tonight. You’re going to try really hard not to worry about Wanda being mad at you. Honestly, you’re a little mad at her too, but you’re willing to let that go so you can have a fun time with your friends

When your friends arrive, you’re able to push your argument with Wanda from your mind, and you quickly begin to enjoy their presences and get hyped up.

Wanda’s having a more difficult time getting focused tonight, and since she’s with Nat it’s even worse. The other redhead is easily able to tell that she’s off, but she doesn’t want to bring it up at the moment. They’re only minutes away from meeting with a client to try and settle a dispute. This is not how either of them wanted to spend their Saturday night, but Wanda in particular had something she’d much rather be doing. Nat knew about your party tonight because Yelena had complained about not being invited. She was sure that Wanda had sent Bucky to watch you regardless of whether you wanted her to or not.

Still, Wanda would have preferred to be there herself, but this damn deal had to happen tonight. Regardless, that didn’t mean she had to be happy about it, and everyone around her could tell she was in a foul mood. She wants to get this finished as soon as possible, but of course that means this is going to be drawn out and painful. Almost two hours pass before things are concluded, but Wanda still needs to hang around to make arrangements with her team. She wonders how you’re doing at the party. Hopefully you’re enjoying yourself, just not too much.

“Y/n come on! Let’s get another drink.”

You just nod in agreement as you let your friend lead you back to the bar. You’ve been having a great time so far and you’re glad that Wanda didn’t talk you into staying at home. You had spent your time catching up with your classmates, figuring out what their plans were for the next step and of course you’d been drinking. There was food here too and you ate a lot of that, but you’d also had a fair amount to drink.

You did this for multiple reasons. You wanted to enjoy yourself tonight despite your little argument with Wanda, but most importantly you wanted to relax. You’d have a long, rough 4 years in school, and tonight was the celebration of all of it. It was all over, you’d passed your boards, you had a job and you were on to bigger and better things. You were officially a doctor, and you wanted to celebrate. Your friends were great company, and dancing with all of your drunk friends was proving to be hilarious and beyond entertaining. You only thought about Wanda a handful of times, and you wish she was here with you, but you were determined to have a good time.

When you both make it to the bar you consider just getting a water. You’re a little tipsy. Your face is flushed and you’re a little tired from all of the alcohol, dancing and socializing. That said, when your friend orders you both shots, you’re not going to turn her down. After you grab your drinks, you go find a table to sit at to take a breather. You’re grateful for this and you nearly collapse into your chair with a sigh.

“So your lady didn’t come tonight?”

You sigh as you shake your head in response to this question for maybe the dozenth time since you got here. It wasn’t a secret that you were in a relationship. You liked to talk about Wanda and how great she was, but no one had met her yet. She was just so busy and paranoid that you knew she was just going to be a mystery to everyone. You wouldn’t be surprised if people thought you were lying about her.

You glance at your shot as you roll the small glass between your fingers with a shrug.

“She was busy. Work again.”

Your closest friend from vet school knows about Wanda’s less than legal job. It was impossible not to tell her after all of the times she’d try to meet her and have it cancelled last minute. She had seen a picture of the redhead and she’d heard you talk to her on the phone, but she’d never met her. She sometimes worried that the redhead wasn’t good enough for you because her presence was so variable and you had trouble relying on her. That said, you spoke so highly of her that it was difficult for her to convince you to second guess your relationship. She wanted you to be happy above all else, but she really wishes she could meet this Wanda and have a heart to heart.

“She works too damn much!”

You laugh at this and you raise your glass to clink it against your friend’s with a wide smile.

“Amen to that.”

You both down the shots quickly and talk for a little while longer before returning to the rest of your friends on the dance floor. Your class had rented out this bar for the night and it was just students and their plus ones. You friend had brought her husband, and your other friends had their significant others as well. You tried not to feel lonely among the crowd of people, despite not having the one person you’d like by your side.

“Wanda, get out of here.”

Wanda turns at Nat’s sudden declaration and she can’t help but frown at the look on her friend’s face.

“What? Why?”

Nat has to resist the urge to roll her eyes as she shoots her friend a knowing look. They’re almost done here, and honestly Wanda doesn’t need to stick around. Nat knows that she likes to be present for these sorts of things, but it’s not necessary. Not to mention, Wanda has somewhere else that she’d rather be right now, and to be honest, Nat would rather her be there too. Things have been tense given her bad mood, and she wants to give everyone a break. It’s nearly 11 and they would all rather be in bed. At the very least, Wanda should be able to go to a party with you.

“We’re almost done here, and Y/n wanted you to go with her tonight. So go.”

Wanda shoots her friend a glare but she can’t argue with what she says. She considers it for a few seconds before sighing in defeat. She doesn’t want to be here. She’s tense and frustrated, and seeing you right now would make everything better. So Wanda leaves, much to everyone’s relief and she hurries to the bar where you are hopefully still at your graduation party.

“Hey, Y/n!”

You turn at the sound of a familiar voice. You had been looking for this classmate all night and you can’t help but smile widely when you see him. He was always a friendly face who was happy to see you despite how you were feeling and how things were going. You hadn’t really talked to him outside of class, but those moments when you passed each other in the halls or your patients overlapped were special. He never failed to brighten your day.

“Hey! How’s it going? Having fun?”

The two of you talk and then grab another round of drinks, but this time you opt for something non-alcoholic. It’s been a crazy night and you’re still a little drunk, so you want to start slowing down. You have no idea what time it is, but you’re probably not going to hang out here for much longer. You’re getting tired and you miss your wife.

“Yeah, it’s been great getting to see everyone here. How are you? I hope you’re enjoying yourself.”

You tell him the truth, that you’ve had a blast despite flying solo and he smiles before holding up his hand for you to high five. You’re not even sure why at first, but you don’t hesitate to meet him with a smile.

“Your girlfriend couldn’t make it?”

You don’t bother correcting him because only a select few knew that you were married. You hadn’t wanted to bring too much attention to Wanda because despite few people knowing who she truly was, you didn’t want to risk the truth getting out. So you just sigh dramatically before shaking your head with a frown. She was working.

You say this and your friend frowns as well before shaking his head. He realizes more often than not, that you’re flying solo and he can’t help but wonder why. It’s not his business, so he doesn’t ask and risk upsetting you, instead he offers his hand with a questioning look.

“That’s too bad, but perhaps you’ll allow me this dance?”

That’s how Wanda finds you when she arrives a little later. You’re still with your friend laughing and dancing with a large group of people. Wanda recognizes a few of your friends among the crowd, but most of these people she doesn’t recognize. She realizes that you’re not the only one having a really good time, and she wishes she could have been here sooner. She’s not exactly dressed for the occasion since she didn’t want to waste time running home first. She walks through the stuffy bar watching you carefully as you turn your attention to one of your good friends. You’re talking and she’s dragging you away from the middle of the crowd to show you something.

She watches you talk excitedly with her for a few minutes before she decides to announce her presence. Despite being surrounded by drunk people, some are taking notice of her, and she doesn’t want their attention right now. She came here for you after all.

“That’s amazing!!! I’m so happy for you. You’re going to be great at that!”

You hug your friend in congratulations at the news of her job. She’d been struggling to find something these past few months since she didn’t match with a residency program, but it seems like her bad luck streak is ending. You smile at her and nod when she says she’s going to find your other friend and tell her before heading out. At this point you take a second to check your phone and you see it’s nearly midnight.

“Hey, detka.”

You turn around at the sound of your wife’s voice, and you smile widely when you realize you’re not drunkenly hallucinating. You squeal in excitement as you hug the redhead who’s looking at you in amusement. You’re flushed and sweaty from your time here, but she doesn’t care about this. She’s just glad to see that you’re enjoying yourself and that you’re happy to see her. You’re definitely a little drunk too and she can’t help but smile at your uninhibited state which is evidenced by how you nearly shout at her.

“Hey! You made it! What are you doing here?”

You smile stupidly as you pull away from your wife to see her just smile at you. You want to ask how her business went, but the fact that she’s here at all is overshadowing everything else. You drag her away from the center of the crowd and into a corner where you might be able to have a modicum of privacy. She laughs at you as you hug her again and she just holds you close before offering you an answer to your question. She kisses you briefly before she tells you that work was boring and that she wanted to come see you. This makes your face light up even more, but Wanda doesn’t have much time to admire you before you’re kissing her again.

You don’t even care if people notice or gawk at you, you’re just too excited that your wife is here. You’re relieved that she doesn’t seem irritated with you and returns your kiss with enthusiasm. She tastes the many types of alcohol on your tongue and she’s surprised by how coherent you are regardless. You’re usually a lightweight and despite loving you for it, you don’t usually drink much out of fear of being drunk and less aware of your surroundings.

“I’m glad you’re here, Wands.”

You whisper this into her ear as you break away to breathe. You’re breathing hard and holding tightly to your wife’s waist as if she’ll disappear. You sigh happily before you lean more heavily on the wall behind you. You chance a look around but don’t notice any of your friends nearby. They were headed out soon, but they’d promised to say goodbye so you weren’t too worried. For now, your focus was on your beautiful wife who’s brushing a strand of hair that escaped your messy ponytail behind your ear. She returns her hand back to your hip and agrees with your sentiment.

“Me too. This is much more fun.”

You open your mouth to say something in response, but Wanda leans in to whisper in your ear at the same time that she presses her hips against yours just long enough to leave you breathless. You can’t help but stiffen and dig your nails into Wanda’s skin.

“I’m also so glad I got to see you all flushed and breathless. You’re so fucking pretty like this.”

You try to hold Wanda close to you, but she moves away, and you can’t help but whine at the loss. You feel your face flushing further and you know it has nothing to do with the alcohol that is quickly leaving your system. You’re too busy thinking about the fact that Wanda is packing to realize that you’ve caught your friends’ attention. You don’t even turn at first when they call your name, but Wanda does and she immediately recognizes the duo in front of her.

“Y/n there you are! We’re about to head out.”

You finally gather your wits and you smile before standing up straight to offer them a goodbye. You hug them both before realizing that you’re being rude. You’re too frazzled to realize that your friends are looking to Wanda until they shoot a look at you.

“Oh! Right, sorry guys. This is Wanda, Wanda, meet my friends.”

The trio exchange pleasantries before there’s a loud round of cheering for something that muffles everything else you say. Your friends leave shortly after despite wanting to know more about your wife they’ve finally caught a glimpse of, but the look they shoot you tells you that you’ll be telling them later.

“Do you want to get out of here, detka?”

You don’t even have to think about it, and you’re nodding as you near drag your wife back outside. You got a ride here, so you look for Wanda’s car in the very full lot with little success. She chuckles before redirecting you with a light tug on your arm and a muttered, ‘this way’. You follow her easily and you’re near shaking in anticipation as she unlocks the doors and leads you to the passenger side.

“For you, milady.”

You just roll your eyes but hurry to get into the seat and get buckled. You’re ready to get home now, but knowing Wanda she’s going to tease you by driving as slowly as possible.

You hate how you know your wife so well and the ride home is excruciatingly long, and not just because of how slowly Wanda’s driving. For the entire ride, she’s had a hand on your thigh and with each passing minute you think she’s going to keep climbing up under your skirt only to drop back to your knee. You’re beyond frustrated right now and you can feel how soaked you are as you struggle not to shift uncomfortably in your seat.

“Almost there.”

Wanda says this despite you knowing how close you are to the compound. You have to bite back the urge to say something snarky that highlights just how close you are to snapping as well. You sigh heavily in an attempt to relax before nodding in acknowledgement. It’s not until you’re back in your rooms that you realize why Wanda drove so slowly and tortured you both.

You have her pinned against the front door and you don’t hesitate to kiss her thoroughly. You’re well beyond frustrated at this point, so when she turns her head away from you, you almost growl in annoyance.

“How are you feeling?”

You have many possible answers for this question, but you take a minute to think about it and you realize what your wife is really asking. You can’t help but feel your desire for her grow even more at the fact that she’s still looking out for you even now that you’re at home. You shake your head before shooting her a smile. You grab her hips before grinding against her with a groan.

“I feel great, Wands. Only drunk on you at the moment.”

Wanda would roll her eyes at your cheesy line if she weren’t so distracted by the feeling of you pushing against her strap. She hisses under her breath before nodding in understanding and that’s all you need.

You grab her hand and lead her to the bedroom. You groan at the sight of your wife flushed and waiting for you to make a move, and you can’t help but smile widely as you reach out for her.

“What do you say, Wands? Can I have a taste?”

She’s nodding before you even finish asking, and you can’t help but smile widely as you push her jacket off of her shoulders revealing the gun she always carries strapped to her hip. You take your time taking it off and carefully setting it aside before you turn your attention to her shirt with a sigh.

“Yes, yes. Whatever you want.”

You smile wider at this as you start to unbutton your wife’s shirt to reveal her flushed and heaving chest. You stop about half way because you have a better idea, and you reach for her belt. You studiously ignore the throbbing between your own legs, so you can focus on your wife for the time being. You know that when it comes to times like this with your wife that waiting is always worth it in the end. You undo your wife’s belt and reach into her pants with very little patience. You force yourself to take your time as you feel the strap you’ll be taking later against your palm. You both groan in unison as you squeeze and run your hand down the length experimentally. You nearly bite your lip as you imagine what it will feel like, but you shake that thought away for now to focus on Wanda.

“Y/n, please.”

Wanda shifts impatiently against the door as you continue to press against her clit with each stroke. You consider your next move carefully before you slide Wanda’s pants down her legs. You follow their path as you get to your knees in front of her. Her breath catches in her throat when she realizes what you’re going to do, but she doesn’t dare protest as you take her strap in your mouth without another word. You push Wanda’s hips back against the door as she tries to move closer to you, and she just groans in frustration. You smile as you continue to pump the length of the strap as you get it ready for you.

“Fuck, detka.”

She chances a look down at you and nearly comes at the sight of you on your knees with her strap in your mouth. She angles her hips slightly and moans as you hit her just right, and she can’t help but throw out a hand to run her fingers through your hair. She tugs on your hair a little and it makes you even wetter to know how close she is already. You can feel her knees shaking and you adjust slightly so you can support her better so she doesn’t fall on the ground.

“God, you’re so fucking perfect. Are you going to come for me?”

Your only answer is a loud moan as you continue to apply pressure against your wife in a way that makes her see stars. She’s near thrashing against you as she threatens to yank out some of your hair as she comes close. She’s nodding but she can’t find the words to answer before she comes. She stiffens and her back arches against the door as she shudders in pleasure. You have to hold her up by her thighs as her legs collapse underneath her. You groan quietly as you climb to your feet and carry your wife over to the bed.

You gently set her down so she’s lying against the pillows before pulling her in for a kiss. She deepens it with a groan and her hand comes up to your neck to pull you closer to her. You are more than happy to close the distance between the two of you, and you climb up on the bed beside her as she breaks away to attack your neck.

“Fuck, Wands, I need you.”

Wanda doesn’t miss a beat as she reaches out to help you shift so your legs are on either side of her straddling her hips. You groan as you grab Wanda’s hands that are on your legs and pull them up your thighs until they’re under your skirt. You shudder and nearly buck your hips at the feeling of her hands so close to your soaked and aching core. Wanda moans as her hand travels up to the soaked fabric between your legs. You can’t help but jerk against her touch when she finds your clit. You throw your head back with a groan before you shift so you can take them off.

“I need you to fuck me hard, okay Wands?”

You watch as her pupils dilate with lust as she reaches out for you to bring you closer. She pulls you back over her lap and tries to push your skirt up until you grab her hands. You smile as she looks to you in confusion before you shake your head and move her hands to her side and hold them there.

“On second thought, I just want you to watch.”

Wanda can’t help but whine as she struggles to free her hands from yours. She wants to touch you, but the look you shoot her makes her second guess going against you. You really want the strap that’s standing up waiting for you, taunting you, but you also want your wife to do as you ask. You decide that you can wait a little longer if it means more pleasure for the both of you.

“Or I can tie you to this bed and get myself off in the other room, if you like that idea better?”

Wanda’s quick to shake her head and she stops fighting against you with a pitiful whine of defeat. You just smile at her before waiting for a few seconds to see if she’s really going to listen. You release her hands slowly and you kiss her as a reward. Wanda almost forgets right then and goes to touch you, but the sound of her hands slamming back onto the bed alert you of her near slip up. You smile into the kiss before deciding that you��ve waited long enough.

You lower yourself onto her lap and rub the strap against you with a needy groan. Wanda moans into the kiss before breaking away to watch you lower yourself onto the thick length with a sigh. When your hips meet your wife’s, you need to take a moment to breathe so you don’t come before you’re ready. You clench around the strap and bite back a moan as you shudder in need.

“Fuck, you feel so good.”

You slowly start to rock your hips against Wanda’s and you feel her stiffen beneath you. You open your eyes to see her watching you with a pained, desperate expression. She looks like she’s dying to reach out and touch you as she fists the sheets beneath her, and you smile proudly at her. You know that Wanda feels each thrust of your hips, but she continues to keep her hands to herself which you’re honestly not sure you could have done without being physically forced to. For this, you decide to give your wife a little reward, and you sigh in relief as you begin rolling your hips harder against Wanda who can’t hold back a loud moan.

“Shit, detka, please, please.”

You ignore your wife’s pleas for now as you run your hands up your own thighs and push up your skirt. It takes Wanda a minute to realize you’ve done this, but once she looks up at you again, she is able to see her strap disappear inside of you with each roll of your hips. She has to bite her lip and squeeze her eyes shut to keep from coming at that sight alone, and as a result she misses your smug smirk as you start to pick up the pace.

“Did you plan on this happening Wands? Did you come to my party packing because you knew it would drive me crazy?”

Wanda’s nodding and muttering incoherently as she starts to meet your thrusts with her hips. You don’t tell her off, so she takes this as permission to continue. She hisses when a particularly hard thrust makes her shudder in pleasure and she curses under her breath.

“Did you imagine dragging me to the bathroom and fucking me where anyone could walk in or hear us? Does the thought of that get you off?”

Wanda doesn’t have a chance to struggle to respond before you stiffen above her and curse loudly. You come suddenly and violently as pleasure shoots up your spine and sends a wave of heat all the way to your toes. You don’t realize that Wanda’s panting beneath you until you reach out for her hands with a pleased smile. You take a moment to catch your breath before shooting your wife a questioning look.

“Do you want to show me how well you can fuck me?”

Wanda doesn’t need to respond with words, she moves so quickly, and you just meet her lips for another kiss before lifting yourself off of her. You groan at the loss and move away so Wanda can get up. She chases after you but you move away from her with a sigh. You stretch out, and you lift your shirt over your head before lying on your back with a sigh.

“Can you come take this off for me?”

Wanda is helpless to resist and she crawls towards you to help you take off your skirt. She allows her hands to run down your legs as she does and you just hum appreciatively before reaching for your bra.

Wanda doesn’t need to be told and she reaches out to remove your bra with a quick snap before flinging it off the bed. You laugh at this but she ignores you as she takes a moment to look at you. You’re beautiful and flushed and Wanda can’t ignore the urge to mark you so everyone else can know that you’re hers. She thinks back briefly to the friend she saw you dancing with. He seemed familiar and she’s going to have to ask you about him later. For now, though, she plans on taking advantage of your willingness to let her take over. She watches wordlessly as you roll over onto your stomach with a sigh before looking over your shoulder at her with a grin.

“You’re allowed to touch me now.”

Wanda is on you in that same instant, and you have to hold back your initial reaction to jump in surprise. You sigh in relief when you feel your wife’s hands trail down your back to your waist before trailing back up to your shoulders. You have to bite back your urge to demand she hurries up because you just handed control over, and you knew your wife well enough to know that she’d exercise it without hesitation. For this reason, you just take a deep breath and hold your tongue as Wanda finally starts to spread your legs. You hiss and then curse when Wanda sneaks a hand between your legs and pushes two fingers into you. She can’t resist the urge to taste you and despite the annoyed groan you let out, she pulls her fingers free too quickly in your opinion, but you don’t have a chance to complain before Wanda crawls closer to you.

“You taste so good, detka.”

You groan in need and start to shift impatiently, and Wanda’s quick to still you with a hand on your hip. You are about to demand that she touch you when you finally feel the tip of her strap tease your folds. You tense and moan in anticipation as Wanda starts to push into you slowly. You think she’s going to tease you mercilessly until she bottoms out suddenly making you curse and moan. You groan as Wanda lifts your hips so she can push even further in and you almost collapse back onto the bed.

You miss her smile over your shoulder as you groan at the feeling of her filling you up. This angle lets her hit your g spot with each stroke and you know you won’t last long. Wanda doesn’t seem very concerned about this as she starts to thrust harder, and her pace leaves you breathless.

“Fuck, fuck!”

You moan loudly as Wanda continues to throw her hips against yours. She spreads your legs wider before leaning over you so she can fuck into you just right. You nearly black out when you feel her brush against that spot that has you seeing stars. You’re about to fall apart when Wanda’s hand sneaks down to press against your stomach and you come immediately. You curse and struggle to catch your breath as Wanda continues to fuck you senseless. You fall against the bed and your face is hot against the sheets as they muffle your screams. You are still in the middle of your orgasm when Wanda flips you over onto your back.

If you weren’t already breathless, it would have knocked the air from your lungs. Wanda’s intent to steal it from you anyway as she leans over and kisses you deeply as she continues to thrust into you. Her hands move from your hips up to your breasts, and you’re arching into her touch with another moan.

“God, you’re so sexy, I could fuck you all night if you let me.”

Despite how amazing this sounds; you highly doubt you’d be able to last that long. You were tired before you got home, but now you’re near exhaustion as Wanda continues to work you up to the point of near insanity. You reach out to bring her closer to you digging your nails into her shoulder blades. She groans at the feeling of you breaking skin despite the fact she still has her shirt on. You quickly go to fix this as you start tugging on the fabric before pulling her closer so you can kiss her again.

“Fuck, I’m—”

You can’t even finish your thought before you’re coming for a third time. This one makes your body feel like it’s made of jelly and you go limp. Wanda comes right after you and she curses under her breath as she starts to pull out but you stop her with a hand on her wrist. She looks up to see you shooting her a smile as you start to sit up.

“Again.”

Wanda can’t keep the shock she feels from showing on her face and you have to resist the urge to laugh at her. She’s following your lead and helping you sit up before you pull her close and wrap your arms around her.

“Seriously??”

You look over your shoulder to the bathroom because you’re even sweatier than when you came home and you need to change that now. You tap her on the shoulder while shooting her a serious look that she just rolls her eyes at.

“Yes, shower. Now please.”

Wanda sighs as she lifts you into her arms and takes you into the bathroom; you laughing all the way there.

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[upat4amwiththemoon]

helloo! could you write high school wandanat x reader where they’re enemies to lovers? wandanat are already a couple. wandanat and r are part of different friend groups in school, and there’s a lot of tension between the two groups, maybe because of a past event. wandanat and r have a class together and are put in a group, forcing them to work together and spend time with each other. eventually the 3 start to become friends, and end up falling for each other

Group project

Summary: Proximity warms hearts.

Pairing: WandaNat x female!reader

Warnings: everyone is a bit mean, cursing, a bit steamy in the end I suppose

Word count: 3186

a/n: I’m sorry I’m not very good at writing enemies to lovers, so I don’t really know what this is

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore

“Why are they staring at us?” Kate mumbles as she shoves food into her mouth. “They are like, obsessed or something.”

Y/N glances to the direction Kate is staring at. It’s the popular table. No one really understands what their deal is, they just don’t like people who aren’t part of their group. No one knows if they just think they’re better than everyone or if something happened. But at the end of the day, pretty much all the groups are like that.

“I don’t know.” Y/N shrugs, turning back to her lunch. “You look kinda obsessed with them right now.”

Kate looks at Y/N with her mouth open and brows raised. “I am not.”

“Okay.” Y/N mumbles with a slight smile.

“I am not!”

Taking a bite out of her food, Y/N nods slowly, not looking at Kate, but still knowing what kind of look she has in her face. “I heard you.”

Kate humphs, annoyed by the grin on Y/N’s face. She stabs her food and eats as angrily as she can, just to show Y/N the level of annoyance she is at. However, all this just amuses her even more.

“So, you’ll be doing the project with me that Ms Harkness said we’ll do, right?”

“I don’t know anymore.” Kate shrugs. “Maybe I’ll do it with Yelena.”

“Oh, come on. You hate doing school work with Yelena.”

“The only thing she does is slack off.” Dropping her fork to the empty plate, Kate turns to look at Y/N. “I’m doing it with you.”

“Listen up, students!” Ms Harkness claps her hands, quietening down the classroom. “We are trying something different today. I’m going to assign your project’s groups.” The whole class starts groaning and whining, all of them having made plans with their friends already. “I know, I know. This is the ends of the world for you. Anyways,” she takes out a list, “I have the groups written here, so listen closely.”

As Ms Harkness lists off the groups, the students start moving into said groups. The more time goes on without her saying Y/N or Kate’s name, they get excited as the possibility of them being in the same group grows every second.

“Next group. Kate Bishop…” Kate and Y/N’s ears perk up, both waiting anxiously for the latter’s name to appear. “Yelena Belova and Gwen Stacy.”

The two deflate, sending each other disappointed looks before Kate moves from the desk next to Y/N. She looks around the classroom, trying to see which students are still without a group. When she notices everyone but two people with their own groups, her eyes widen.

“And last but not least, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff and Y/N Y/L/N.”

“Shit.” She whispers to herself. With her luck, of course she gets paired up with the couple. Y/N sees them sitting on the dow in front of her, unmoving, so she grabs her bag and makes her way over to them.

She moves a desk bit closer to them, but far enough so it doesn’t touch either of their desks, and sits down. “Now that all of you have your groups, pick a subject and start working on the project. We’ll be doing it this whole class, but after that it’s a thing you have to do on your own time.” Everyone starts groaning again. “I know, I’m horrible. Start working.”

Before Y/N can even think about saying something, Wanda opens her mouth. “We already decided the topic to be how AI was doomed from the start, because they learn from biased people.”

“Okay.” Y/N mumbles. “Uhm, what should I do?”

Natasha shrugs, opening her laptop. “Just look some info on AI. Shouldn’t be too difficult.”

Nodding silently, Y/N opens her laptop and starts searching any kind of information on AI and its future. She stays quiet the whole class, not finding any openings in Natasha and Wanda’s conversation.

When the class ends, Y/N’s mood is on the floor. She is not feeling good about the project. “We’re going to our dorm after school ends to work on the project, so see you there, I guess.” Wanda says as she puts her things in her bag.

“Where is your dorm?”

Natasha sighs. “Building B, fourth floor, dorm number 405.” She tells in a quick manner, leaving immediately after.

Y/N looks after them with a dumbfounded look until Kate comes up behind her, wrapping her arms around her neck. “How’d it go?”

“Awful.”

Yelena walks to them, laughing mockingly at Y/N’s misfortune. “Our project is going great.”

“That’s because you didn’t do anything.” Kate frowns, letting go of Y/N’s neck only to lock their arms together. “Me and Gwen did all the work so far. Your contribution was whining.”

Yelena shrugs, following the two as they start walking to their next class. The three are tight together, though out of the two Kate and Y/N are clearly like sisters, because while Yelena has other friends, the pair have stuck together their whole life.

Y/N giggles quietly at their squabbling. They never seemed to agree on anything, but that was just their way of showing that they care about each other.

“Well, at least I don’t have Yelena on my group.”

Scoffing, Yelena punches Y/N’s side lightly.

Standing in front of the dorm room 405, Y/N takes a deep breath. She’s holding one of her fists up in the air, ready to knock. Music can be heard through the door. Wanda and Natasha are already there.

She knocks.

The music quietens down and Wanda opens the door. She says nothing when she sees Y/N, only widens the gap so she can step inside.

“Hi.” Y/N mumbles, almost too quiet for the two to hear. She looks around the room. The two single beds have been pushed together to form one big bed to the left side. There’s a bookcase on the end of it and two desks against the opposite wall.

The floor is neat, it only has a rug on it, but the walls are full of decorations. There’s pictures of people from the school and celebrities, posters of different movies and artists, even some vinyls are pinned to them.

Y/N clears her throat as Wanda goes back to sitting by the desk, right next to Natasha. “Cool room.”

Natasha nods in acknowledgment. Wanda did most of the decorating, but she likes it too. “We don’t have any more chairs, so, like sit on the floor or something.”

Too tired to fight against it, Y/N sits on the floor and takes out her things. “Me and Nat already started on our slides, we thought it’d be best to just do them individually.”

“Okay.”

And so, they start working on the project. Like during the class, Wanda and Natasha discuss points together, while Y/N stays quiet and does her own thing. It’s uncomfortable, but she’s not about to start a conversation with the two.

It goes like this for the next three meetings.

Y/N’s head is laying on the cafeteria table. She’s not feeling too good and the loud conversation going on isn’t helping at all. “Shut up.” The words come out more quiet than she wanted to.

Someone’s hand goes to her neck. “You’re really hot.” Kate frowns.

“Thanks.”

Kate groans and Yelena laughs. With a roll of her eyes, Kate ignores the comment. “I’m serious. Should you even be in school right now?”

“I can’t miss anything, plus I have to go work on the project today.”

“Can’t you skip this one time? I’m sure they won’t mind.” Kate’s hand goes to lay on Y/N’s back, rubbing it softly to bring some comfort.

Y/N scoffs. “Have you seen how they look at me? They’d kill me if I didn’t show up.”

“Well,” Kate cringes, “yeah. Probably.”

“Why do you care?” Yelena speaks up. “You’re a hard worker. You deserve a break, especially when you’re sick.”

“I don’t have time to be sick. Gotta keep my grades high.”

Yelena shakes her head. “You’re crazy.” She mumbles, going back to her lunch.

Once again, Y/N is knocking on Wanda and Natasha’s door. Her nose is stuffed and there’s loud bounding in her head, but she tries her best to ignore it.

Natasha opens the door and lets her in before going back to her seat. It’s the same as it has always been, Natasha and Wanda sitting beside their desks, while Y/N is on the floor.

Y/N isn’t sure if time is moving fast or slow, or if it’s moving at all. She feels like she has been writing forever, but the small clock on the bottom of her laptop screen hasn’t moved in ages. The conversation going on between Natasha and Wanda is muffled. It sounds like they’re much further away than they truly are.

She has been breathing through her mouth for some time, as her nose isn’t letting any air through. Leaning her head against her open palm, Y/N closes her eyes, just for a moment.

“Y/N?” Someone is shaking her shoulder. They’re doing it gently, but to Y/N it feels like her whole body is going through turmoil. “Did you fall asleep?”

Opening her eyes, Y/N sees Wanda in front of her. “Uhm,” she looks around the surroundings, catching up her brain on what’s going on, “no?” She mumbles.

Natasha furrows her brows together. She’s still sitting on her chair, but her attention is fully on Y/N. “Are you okay?”

“I am, yes, sorry.” Lifting up her head, Y/N shakes it to wake herself up. “Sorry.”

The back of Wanda’s hand goes to lay on Y/N’s forehead. It should be surprising, but her brain is too foggy to register it. “I think she’s sick.” Wanda turns to look at Natasha, talking to her rather than half awake Y/N. “Like really sick.”

“Do we have a thermostat?” Natasha mumbles, going to look for one in their bathroom. As she finds it, she brings it to Wanda and crouches down next to her.

Wanda presses on Y/N’s jaw to open her mouth and stick the thermostat under her tongue. Y/N grumbles at the feeling of it, but lets it be there.

When the thermostat beeps, Wanda takes it out, frowning at the number on it. “She has a fever.”

“I’m fine, you guys.” Y/N rubs her forehead, hoping it’ll lessen some of the pressure. “Lets keep working on the project.”

“No.” Natasha glances at the laptop screen, it’s showing the project’s slide show. “You have spelled every other word incorrectly.”

Humming, Y/N squints her eyes to look at the small words on the screen. She frowns as the words don’t come any clearer, realizing she must be sicker than she thought.

“What are we supposed to do?”

“Where are your friends?”

“Kate and Yelena are working on their project in the library in town, I think.” Y/N starts coughing. It racks up her whole body and hurts her throat. She misses the way Natasha and Wanda look at each other.

Wanda helps Y/N up while Natasha cleans up her things. She brings her to their bed, moving the cover so she’s laying under it. “Go to sleep.” She mumbles.

Natasha and Wanda stay by the bed next to Y/N until evening, when Kate comes knocking on their door, worried when Y/N still hasn’t come back to their dorm.

Over a week goes by, during which Y/N heals properly and starts working on the project again. However, after being sick, Natasha and Wanda have started to sit on the floor with Y/N, and even engage in conversations with her.

Now that her mind wasn’t so foggy, she started to notice the little things. Sometimes the couple looked at each other with a certain look when they were with her, it wasn’t bad, so to say, but Y/N doesn’t know what it is. And sometimes their eyes linger on her just a bit too long for it to be considered normal.

Although, all these things make her wonder what it all means, she ignores it all. Or at least tries to.

“Hey, Y/N.” Wanda’s hand sets on Y/N’s shoulder

Kate’s eyes are wide as she watches Y/N turn to Wanda and Natasha. “Yup?” It feels weird to have someone like Wanda touch her, still, she puts on her best smile and tries not to reveal how tense she is.

“We though we should finish the project today, so we can have the weekend free. Is that okay?”

It’s the first time they ask her opinion on their plans.

“Sure.”

Natasha smiles, grabbing Wanda’s hand. “Great, see you later.” The two walk away.

Kate stares at Y/N with an open mouth. She leans closer to her to whisper yell. “They totally have the hots for you!” She laughs quietly, so the other people in the library wouldn’t hear her.

“What?” Y/N’s brows scrunch together as her whole face turns into a grimace. “No they don’t! Are you crazy?”

“Oh, come on. Did you not see they way they were looking at you?” Kate gasps, looking at the book she is currently in the middle of. “This is the perfect lesbian, enemies to lovers story!”

“No, Kate, I’m not in one of your spicy sapphic books.”

Kate raises her brows, glancing at the cover of her book. “You could be.” She mumbles with a shrug. She is pretty sure Y/N looks just like one of the main characters on the book cover, but she denies it every time. Glancing at the clock, she grins. “You better go get ready to go to their dorm and have hot, hot sex with them.” Kate whispers the last part of the sentence.

Y/N stands up with a huff. “I am not going to have hot sex with them!” She says it just a bit too loudly, making someone on the next table turn to look at them. “I’m not having sex with anyone!” Grabbing her bag, Y/N walks out of the library while Kate giggles after her.

Natasha opens the door with a small grin. “Come on in.” Y/N smiles and steps in, sitting to the floor where Wanda is already. She takes out her laptop, getting it ready for working. Natasha sits right next to her, which makes Y/N freeze momentarily.

“Do you usually work even when you’re sick?” Wanda asks suddenly. They haven’t really discussed what happened that day yet, not that Y/N really wanted to talk about it. She’s still mortified that happened. She nods quietly, making Wanda frown. “You really shouldn’t.”

Y/N shrugs. “It’s fine.”

“No.” Wanda says quite assertively. “Don’t do it again.”

“Oh, okay..” Y/N doesn’t know why Wanda is being so…worried, she also doesn’t know why she is agreeing with her. She misses the shared smirk between Wanda and Natasha, turning to her work instead, so she could escape the overwhelming feeling.

They start working on the project, only having two slides left to do. They swap ideas and talk through their points. Y/N actually feels good with them. They’re nice now that they are including her.

It only takes them thirty minutes to finish the project, mostly because Natasha and Wanda hurried it for some reason.

“So,” Wanda starts as they pack away their things, “do you want to stay here for a while?”

Tilting her head, Y/N closes her bag. “Do you want me to stay?” Her question comes out very doubtful.

“Of course, детка.” Natasha’s voice is right by her ear, it makes Y/N shiver. “Why are you so nervous?” She can hear the teasing tone behind her words. Natasha’s hand goes to Y/N’s back, just staying there innocently, though it feels anything but.

Before she can answer, Wanda moves closer to put her hand on Y/N’s bare knee. “You don’t have to be nervous with us, you know that, right?” Her thumb rubs it lightly, happy that Y/N decided to wear a short skirt today.

“Right.” Mumbling, Y/N stares at the hand on her knee intensely. The touch makes her skin feel hot and tingly.

Wanda’s hand travel up to her hip, while Natasha’s goes under Y/N’s shirt. Natasha’s cold hand makes her gasp quietly.

“Can I kiss you?” Wanda’s voice is breathy and sultry.

“I guess.” Y/N’s voice is quiet and anxious, her mind is going everywhere at once and she still isn’t 100% sure if this all is actually happening.

Tutting, Wanda shakes her head. “It’s a yes or no question, sweetheart.”

“Yes.”

Wanda grins. “Good girl.” Her hand goes to Y/N’s neck, pulling her closer to kiss her. It’s soft, but still dominant on Wanda’s side. Natasha starts nipping Y/N neck gently, now moving both of her hands up her shirt.

“Holy shit.” Y/N mumbles when Wanda’s mouth moves from her lips down to her collarbone.

Seeing the opening, Natasha combs her fingers through her hair, gripping it and pulling her head back. She smirks at Y/N’s expression before taking her turn in kissing her. Natasha’s lips are more rough, but it still feels out of this world.

When Natasha pulls away, one of her hands go to rest on Y/N’s throat, while the other wraps around her waist and pulls her close, so Y/N’s back is against her chest.

“Fuck.” Natasha grumbles. “You are so hot.”

All the attention on her is making Y/N feel extremely warm. Her breathing is ragged as Wanda’s hands go under her shirt and up her chest. “We like to be a bit rough, but you don’t mind that, do you?” Wanda looks at Y/N with a grin, holding eye contact with her.

“I don’t mind.”

“Good.” With that, Wanda rips Y/N’s shirt open.

“You had hot sex with them!” Kate squeals right as Y/N steps inside their dorm. “I knew it.” Y/N shushes her, slamming the door closed so no one in the hallway could hear her. “I can’t even be mad at them anymore. Are you like, theirs now?”

“I’m no ones.”

Kate stares at the hickeys littered all over Y/N’s neck and the hoodie, that definitely isn’t hers. “They definitely think you are.” She can’t even keep her giggles in as Y/N shuffles over to her bed, tired by what happened. “They really did a number on you.”

With a loud groan, Y/N throws her pillow blindly towards Kate, who dodges it easily.

“I can’t wait to tell Yelena.”

“Don’t you dare!” But it’s no use, Kate is already out the door.

Y/N sighs, laying her head to the, now pillow-less, mattress. Closing her eyes, she lets a giddy smile come over her face.

She’s definitely theirs now.

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It was like reader have a gambling problem but she hasn’t gambled for a long time so “she has it under control”. Tony invites her to a party and she kind of refuses but Tony convinces her to go and there is drugs and gambling there so she kind of relapses in both and her girlfriend hasn’t seen her the whole day because reader didn’t have time to contact her. She asks her sister(s) and they go looking for her just to find her there. Instead of being like mad they try to help her go away from the party and calm and stuff.

Now why didn’t I specify the sister and girlfriend. Because at first o think it was Wanda girlfriend and Nat and yelena the sisters. But if you want to make it yelena girlfriend and Wanda the sister it’s totally fine ☺️☺️

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Pairing: Wanda Maximoff! x Romanoff! Reader

Summary: Tony begs you to come to a party in hopes your friendly charm get help get more donations. Little does he know; it wasn’t a great idea.

Angst, Super Light Fluff

Translations from Russian & Slovak: сестра (sister), dieťa (baby), Srdiečko (sweetheart)

Warnings: Gambling, Mentions of Drinking, Mentions of drugs & drug usage | 2.2K

AC: Thank you for sending this & I hope you enjoy! x Please note, I have no idea how poker works lmao so bear with me.

Tony looked at you with begging eyes, he never begged anybody for anything, so you knew he must've really needed you to take one for the team. He was throwing another fundraiser party to help raise some money for the Stark Relief Foundation. Your girlfriend was out for the day getting some alone time like she usually does on a Saturday after a mission, Yelena was off seeing your parents, Melina & Alexei while Natasha, your biological sister, was due to come home from a mission. 

"I don't Tony, it's not really my scene" you said hoping he'd understand but how could he? You held a secret from the entire team besides your family and Wanda. It wasn't a big deal that not everybody knew but it was what worked for you. You've been clean for four years and it has been a really long, stressful and hard road to get to where you are today. 

When you escaped the Red Room, you were introduced to a whole different world. A world of hardcore drugs, alcohol and gambling. Those who you thought were your friends at the time quickly learnt that you had a natural talent for poker and used you to win big time, time and time again. In return they fed you drugs and alcohol, you didn't know any better. 

But when Natasha and Yelena finally tracked you down, they did everything in their power to help you get clean. You went to rehab, detoxed and still to this day attend meetings. You were free, once again but this time for real. Your sisters have been a huge part of helping you stay clean, same with your parents, but it's always been somewhat refreshing to have Wanda by your side too. She was there when the doors were closed and you couldn't sleep, when the urge to pick up the bottle after a mission was strong, when there was a birthday party and everybody else was drinking and Wanda stuck to drinking soda or water, so you weren't by yourself. 

She knew when things were getting too much and she was able to take you away from that, to give you a moment to breathe and remind yourself how hard you've worked to stay clean. So, when Tony was sitting before you, begging you to help raise money, you couldn't help but think of the environment you'd be in. 

"We really need this" he replied causing you to sigh, "Fine. But I'm only going for an hour" you said, setting yourself some boundaries. Surely, you'd be able to handle an hour. 

----

The first 30 minutes of the party was going smoothly, you avoided the bar and tried to ignore the smell of alcohol that floated through the room get to you. You spoke to guests while sipping on a class of orange juice, when people asked what you were drinking you lied and said OJ and vodka followed by a comment on how you weren't much of a drinker. 

Tony failed to tell you that there would be a poker table at the party. Once your eyes landed on it, your memories of all your past winnings game flooding back. Thor sat at the table drinking his Asgardian alcohol while making jokes with the other guests at the table. 

"Oh, Y/n, come join us! You seem like you have sense of good luck about you" The god called out. You smiled softly but shook your head as you walked over to the table, "I've never been good at poker" you replied with a friendly chuckle but the urge to join was becoming stronger. The chips in the middle of the table didn't help, you knew you could win big. 

"I'll teach you, take a seat!" Thor added just as Tony came up and took a seat at the table, "You in Y/n?" He looked up at you. Your heart skipped a beat, you knew you had to get out of there, but something came over you and you found yourself nodding and pulling out a seat. "Let's do this" you replied.

Before you knew it, an hour had passed by. You were winning, no doubt about that. You had taken Thor and Tony by surprise, making them more eager to try and beat you with each round. Lost in the moment, a glass of scotch had found its way into your hand. You'd worked out both Thor and Tony's poker faces which only helped you keep winning but eventually Thor pulled out giving you a pat on the shoulder, "you play a good game Y/n" he said friendly before walking away. 

Thor was soon replaced by a guest of the party, a younger gentlemen that had been watching you from afar. "I hope I'm not intruding" he smiled as he took a seat beside you, "but let's make this a little interesting" he added before throwing a small bag of coke into the middle of the table. 

"Oh, there's no need for that" Tony replied.

"No, no, let him play. If that's what he wants to bet, I'm sure that's all he's got" you looked up at Tony before shifting your eyes to the gentlemen beside you with a smug smirk on your lips. 

----

Yelena just got back to the compound to find a room full of strangers, music playing softly under all the chatter from the guest, she sighed and went upstairs to your room to see if you were around. "Yelena! You're back" Wanda greeted her with a warm smile, "I was just about to join the party, are you coming down?" she asked.

"Nooo, parties are not my place" Yelena replied with a light chuckle, "have you seen Y/n?" She asked. 

"No, I'd assume they went for a walk or something given Tony's party which I will be speaking to him about that" Wanda replied with a lightly unimpressed tone.

"Oh good, you're both here" Nat stormed down the hall making Yelena and Wanda turn around, "we have a little problem" Natasha added still in her widow suit. Wanda tilted her head while Yelena frowned with concern. "I'm going to fucking kill Tony" Nat commented before she turned around and started heading towards the party, followed my Yelena and Wanda.

The three stood from afar as they saw you sitting at the poker table, sipping on your drink and laughing along with Tony's terrible joke. By now it's been 4 hours since you entered the party, you'd been up and down talking to people, playing poker and doing a line of coke from your winnings. 

Natasha glared harshly at Tony until he looked up and noticed, "he's so dead!" Yelena added. Tony looked at you, "do you know what that's all about?" He asked, shifting his eyes back to your girlfriend and sisters standing by the door. You looked over your shoulder, "fuck" you mumbled to yourself as they began to walk over to you. 

"Y/n, let's go" Yelena spoke, Natasha b-lining straight for Tony. 

"You, get up now!" She spoke sternly. "What did I do?" Tony asked, standing up from the poker table as Natasha harshly grabbed his arm and walked him out of the party. Wanda picked up your glass and gave it a light sniff, confirming that it was what she dreaded. 

"Y/n, look at me" she spoke softly. You looked at her with a slight eye-roll. Wanda looked up at Yelena, "go get some water and meet us back in our room" she said. Yelena nodded and walked over to the bar, leaving you to answer to your girlfriend. 

"Wands, it's fine! I'm fine, it was just a little bit of fun" you explained hoping she wouldn't be disappointed. "It's not about that sweetheart, I need you to come upstairs with me, the party is over, okay?" she replied in her soft tone. She wasn't trying to pick a fight, not when she didn't know the whole story. You sighed heavily as you stood up from the poker table and followed Wanda out of the room. 

----

"I spoke to Tony, he said if he had of known they were clean, he would never have begged them to help with the party" Natasha said after entering your shared room with Wanda. 

"I mean, he has a point" Yelena replied, "maybe we do tell the others" She added. 

Natasha shook her head, "Y/n doesn't want that" 

"And look what happened" Wanda turned to Nat, "Y/n said that they said no but Tony begged and for the first 30 minutes or so, they did really well but it was Thor who pulled them towards the poker game. None of this would've happened if we were here, or better yet, if they knew what could've happened" she added just as you came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. 

"Don't do that" you said, "don't fight over my mistake. I was weak, I didn't listen to myself. I caved and now I have to start all over again, this is on me" you added looking between the three. 

"сестра, this isn't your fault" Nat replied, "there's a meeting in about half an hour, get dressed and I'll take you" she added. 

You sighed, "seriously? I don't need a meeting right now; I'll go to one in the morning" 

"The sooner we get you to a meeting, the sooner we get you back on track" 

"dieťa, Nat's right. You need to go to a meeting, I'll come too" Wanda chipped in as Natasha kept her eyes on you, "where is it?" she asked. 

"Where's what?" You asked with an irritated tone. 

"You know exactly what, where is it?" 

You rolled your eyes, "I flushed it" you replied, lying but your sister didn't buy it for a second and walked right into the bathroom. "Alright!" You sighed once more, "I'll go to a fucking meeting" you added. 

Wanda hated seeing you so worked up, she knew it was the relapse and you'd be thankful for this in the long run, but she couldn't help but feel worried for you. Yelena kept her distance in the moment, whenever you got worked up like this, Nat was always the one who was able to put you back in your place. 

"Yeah, you will be going to a meeting" Nat came out of the bathroom shaking her head, throwing the small now empty bag on the dresser. 

While Natasha took you to the city for a meeting, Wanda stayed back with Yelena. Nat suggested it might not be the best idea to have all three of them hovering over you and Wanda could hear the fearing thoughts that Yelena was having. 

"They'll be okay" Wanda said in comfort, "it's just a hiccup" she added.

"They were sober for so long and what? In less than an hour it's all ruined? You saw that bag; they're going to a meeting high right now" Yelena replied. 

"I know, but we have to give them some credit here, per pressure is a lot especially when they didn't know Y/n's past. If we were there, they would've been okay"

"But we weren't and now we have to watch them go through all this again" Yelena snapped, leaving the room to get some fresh air. 

----

Two days later and it was the late afternoon when you got out of bed, woken by your sister to get ready for your meeting with your sponsor. Your mind was slightly foggy as your body was getting rid of the drug in your system and you felt horrible for the relapse. 

"Hey, I made you a smoothie for your drive" Wanda smiled as you met Nat in the compound's kitchen. You smiled softly at her as you took the smoothie from her hand, "thank you baby" you replied. 

"You're ready?" Nat asked, you nodded, "Yeah, I'll meet you at the car? I just need to get my jacket" you said before taking a sip of your smoothie. "Don't be too long" Nat teased as she walked out of the room, you went to follow her but were stopped by Wanda's grip on your arm. "Srdiečko, are you sure you're okay?" she asked, her eyes full of worry. Your eyes dropped, "I let you down, I let Nat and Yelena down, I let myself down…I thought I was stronger" you replied. 

Wanda gently cupped your face, lifting your head up to look at her. She stroked your cheeks with her thumbs in a comforting way, "You are strong, stronger than you think. This is just a little bump in the road, okay? You're doing all the right things to get back to where you were, you're not the same person you were when you first started to get clean, you're stronger this time. I believe in you, we all do. We are going to get through this" she spoke in a warm, comforting tone. "I love you" she added before kissing you softly. 

"I love you too and I promise, I won't let this happen again" you said as she pulled away, still cupping your face. "How about tonight I cook your favourite and we have a picnic under the stars?" The woman offered, you smiled softly, "I'd love that" you said before kissing her once more.

"You better get going, don't want you to miss that meeting with your sponsor" Wanda smiled.

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[togrowoldinv]

In the Dark

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

When the power goes out, Natasha tries to make the most of it

Note: This is soft Mama Nat! Inspired by me going on my 10th hour of no power at my home due to high winds and tree damage 😬 but this is all fluff! Follow my library blog @togrowoldinvlibrary for updates! Enjoy!

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“No, no, no!” You shout as your computer cuts off right as you were uploading a document.

You hear feet running towards your office and Nat is at your side in seconds.

“What’s wrong?” She asks, looking you over with urgency.

“The power,” you mumble. You cross your arms and Nat chuckles a little.

“You look like our kids when you pout like that,” she says with a smirk.

“Stop being cute, Natasha. I’m upset,” you say, but you can’t help but smile.

“Come on. Let’s check on the babies,” she says.

She reaches out her hand and you take it. You’ll never get over the giddiness that her hand in yours makes you feel.

You walk to the dining room together and see that the kids are happily still doing the puzzle. All except for the youngest, Taylor, who sits in the oldest’s lap fast asleep.

“Why is it so quiet?” Belle, the second youngest girl, asks.

You and Natasha hang by the door and listen in on your children’s conversation.

“The power went out,” Ali answers.

“What does that mean?” She asks. She’s at five years old and all she does is ask questions.

“Well, it’s really windy today so the power lines are probably just blown down,” Ivan explains.

“Yeah, probably some trees too,” Jack adds.

“Oh,” Belle remarks. She starts getting a little nervous. You can tell by the way she wraps her arms around herself and scoots back from the table.

Natasha steps in.

“And the power will be back in no time I’m sure,” she says, coming behind Belle to wrap her in a hug. She instantly relaxes in her embrace.

“Mama’s right. Let’s make the most of this time together, okay?” You join in.

“Okay!” Everyone agrees.

For a couple hours, the family keeps working on the puzzle. But as the night draws near you realize there isn’t much hope for the lights coming back on.

You’re brainstorming what you could make for dinner without power when there’s a knock on the door.

“I’ll get it!” Belle runs towards the door, but is stopped by Natasha. The little girl almost runs into her legs.

“Krasivaya, what did I say about opening the door without an adult?” Natasha gently scolds.

“To not do it,” Belle replies.

“Exactly,” she says. “Now come on.”

Natasha grabs her hand walks to the door. Through the peephole, she can see it’s Yelena. She gives Belle permission to open the door.

“My beautiful Belle!” Yelena immediately greets the little girl.

“Auntie Yelena!” Belle hugs her legs tightly.

“So much yelling,” Nat mumbles as she gestures for Yelena to walk inside.

“I can’t help that I’m so cool,” Yelena says. “Now I heard that you were without power, so I brought dinner.”

Natasha smiles at her sister’s thoughtfulness. She hugs her.

“You’re my hero, mini poser!” You thank her for the food with a hug. She hugs you back easily.

With the only candles you can find lit, and everyone’s phone flashlights on the table, you enjoy a family dinner in the mostly dark kitchen.

It’s full of laughs and smiles as you enjoy the time together.

“Okay kiddos, it’s time for bed,” you tell them after you’ve cleaned up dinner.

“It’s so early!”

“Yeah! Too early!” Come the grumbles from your kids.

“Okay, okay. Let’s play one round of cards and then bed?” Natasha suggests.

“Three rounds and we bet with Oreos,” Ali counters.

“I’m in!” Jack and Ivan say at the same time, resulting in a high five from each other.

“Me too!” Belle agrees, but her eyes are getting heavy. She rests heavily against Yelena’s front as the blonde holds her close. She’s always been her favorite.

“Alright alright,” you agree. “Let’s do it.”

Three rounds turns into ten rounds and you spend hours playing cards. Belle is asleep by the fourth round and everyone else is fading fast.

You decide to stop and everyone takes turns with the flashlight getting ready for bed.

“Can we have a sleepover?” Ali asks. She’s older now, but still not a fan of the dark.

“That’s a great idea, Al. Everyone grab your blankets and pillows!” You say.

The whole family lays in the living room together, some on the floor and some on the couch.

“Goodnight, my loves,” you say. A chorus of goodnights fills the room.

“Thank you for making today still so much fun, Nat,” you thank your wife, snuggling into her arms.

“Of course, detka. I love you.”

“I love you too.” You kiss her lips softly.

The power stays off as you drift to sleep, but you know for sure that the sun will rise again.

And nothing, even a citywide outage, is dark enough to keep the light that Natasha brings into this world from shining over you and your family.

She is absolutely perfect.

Your bright spot in a dark day.

And your everything.

#natasha romanoff x reader #soft natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff #once again if anyone needs clarification on the kiddos ages and all that just ask #yelena belova #mini poser hehe

[megamilfluvr]

Headcanons about Kate

These are just a few things I personally deem as headcanon about Kate, after rewatching and analyzing her interactions and personality traits. Please remember that this is just my perception of her. If you have anything you consider to be headcanon about Kate let me know.

- likes being playful and teases you a lot

- leans against EVERYTHING (example: doors, counters, couches, tables. hell, she’d probably even lean against you if you let her lmao)

- manspreads. always. (if you ask why she sits that way she’ll tell you “i don’t know. it’s just comfortable,” and you know what i can’t argue that)

- can’t sit straight. (if you find her sitting properly, it’s probably because of a formal gathering or a meeting)

- likes stealing kisses from you (you could be sitting, standing, laying down it doesn’t matter she’ll still manage to steal one from you. AND ITS ADORABLE)

- randomly does something that only makes sense to her and just confuses you (things like her leaving a half empty cup ramen with tinfoil over it and her explanation? “what? i was in a hurry to leave.”)

- always wears socks

- loves cereal, specifically Frosted Flakes

- can accurately shoot up to five arrows at the same time

- loves to spoil you

- sometimes likes to splurge on perfumes (she’s not big on jewelry but fragrances? absolutely.)

- has a spacific playlist for working out

- made a playlist for you

- can’t take care of live plants, so she buys fake ones (she just doesn’t have a green thumb. any greenery you see in her apartment or dorm isn’t real lmao)

- loves target

- tried to hit the target logo with a plunger arrow (this is very on brand for kate)

- somehow burned water??? (we’ve established that she can’t cook multiple times by almost burning the apartment down. the one time the apartment burned, wasn’t her fault, but still kinda was lmao)

- collects squishmallows (she definitely buys the 24 inch squishmallows)

- if she doesn’t get her way she’ll start cutely pouting

- gets flustered when you’ve out rizzed her

- loves to act cocky around you (whatever you do don’t challenge her to a game of fencing, she wins. she’ll let that go to her head lmao)

- loves going to the movie theater with you

- gets excited to get a slushy and popcorn

- when she talks about you to someone she gets shy

- mumbles stuff under her breath (when she was talking with yelena in episode 6 she’s LITERALLY doing it. “yeah, i know what box mac n cheese tastes like, okay? i know it’s- i know it’s delicious.”)

- she’s insecure about her rambling but you always reassure her that it’s fine and you’re listening

- she’s spent too much money on a gaming pc

- only owns a pair of boots (it doesn’t matter what she’s wearing, she’s going to wear her boots even if it’s a dress)

- super clumsy (somehow in the field she’s good at not being clumsy, but oh my god she’ll make your blood pressure spike 100%)

- always thinks outside of the box (it's impressive how quickly she thinks on her feet)

- is surprisingly calm under certain serious situations (i mean she took down men double her size running right at her, i’d panic and run the opposite direction)

- doesn’t give up easily which results in her being stubborn sometimes

- you having to remind her to shut up or low her voice in very quiet places (you could be on a mission with her and a few others and she just randomly “hey, did you see that tiktok i sent you this morning?” “SHHH, is now really the time for that?”)

- will send unhinged texts at worse time (you’re both in a debriefing and she’ll just text something like, “okay, so hear me out… we kidnap him.” “what?! no. kate we’re not about to steal rocket!”)

- loves sending memes (that’s literally all of her tiktok fyp)

- ALWAYS LOSES HER APARTMENT KEYS (someone give this girl a tile… you know what she would also end up losing that too lmao)

- loves ring but ends up losing them

- has a matching arrow necklace with you (again, she doesn’t wear rings much since she’s always losing them, so she’d go with a bracelet or necklace)

- loves hats, hoodies and sweatpants (after seeing that one picture of hailee wear her hawkeye hat, it’s headcanon for kate)

- still somehow makes you laugh even when you’re upset with her

- it doesn’t matter what time of day it is, when she’s been assigned a mission. she’ll always make time to video chat with you

edited: i’ve proofread this like three times, if there’s still typos or anything just ignore them lmao

#kate bishop #kate bishop fanfiction #kate bishop x reader #kate bishop x fem!reader #kate bishop imagine #kate bishop x you #hawkeye kate bishop #hailee steinfeld

[littlexscarletxwitch]

another idea! someone harrassed you online and Yelena does her spy stuff, gets the dude to Actually apologize and Mean it. and then as she's comforting you she's like...sneakily going down to eat you out and make you forget about stupid boys.

-💦🍯

── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂

paring: yelena belova x fem!reader

tag(s): nsfw, smut with some plot, it's actually not that dirty, I mean it is but I was hoping for it to be sweet and lovely and cute, not sure if it worked out tho, yelena being the overprotective gf she is

warning(s): MDNI, +18 ONLY read at your own risk, explicit wlw smut, wlw sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex, mentions of online harassment, mentions of a boy being a dick (I hate men), yelena wanting to kill said man because he made r cry, grammatical errors, unedited

word count: 1.7k

note: NONNIEEE, I'm sooo sorry it took me so long to write this. But I'm so glad I finally get to post this one. I really hope you like it, and I'm sorry if it's not as dirty and smutty as you wanted it. I still need so practise lol. Thank you for the request, anon, ily. I'm not an english speaker, so please let me know about any sort of mistake. Love y'all, M <3

requests are open! + check my rules + masterlist <3

To say she was pissed was an understatement, she was furious, she felt as if her blood was boiling, and all she could see was mad red.

She closed her eyes, trying to calm her breathing and all she could see was you. Everytime, her mind took her back to a couple of hours earlier in the day, and there you were crying, brows furrowed, bottom lip trembling and your phone in front of your eyes. Her heart skipped a beat once she took a look at you. She felt the muscular organ breaking into a million pieces, you looked so small, and fragile, like a lost puppy.

“Y/n? Baby, what happened?” Yelena asked, concerned and worried in her tone.

“Nothing, nothing. I just…,” you sniffed. Tears rolled down your cheeks as Yelena’s thumbs gently brushed them away.

“It’s not ‘nothing’, Y/n. What happened?” she took your phone from your hands, leaving it on the floor and wrapped her hands around yours.

“People can be so mean. Why are they mean, Lena?” you sobbed, your head fell on her shoulder as you let the river of tears flow.

It took you a while to finally open up to her because you wouldn’t stop crying. Yelena’s heart sank into her tummy as she listened to your words carefully. The sadness she felt for you soon shifted into anger as she realised the reason why you were crying was because of some stupid miserable insensitive boy.

Some brainless damned bored fucker had made some online comments about you. She scoffed, how did that asshat dare to make you cry? How did he dare to say those awful things about you? Was he really that bored to mess with you? Was he really that miserable to make other people cry? And you of all people. Why did it have to be you? You who were so sweet to everyone, including people you didn’t even know. You who would never talk shit about anyone. You who would always take care of everyone else before yourself.

It was Yelena’s job to take care of you. All she wanted was for you to stop crying and to make you feel better, so she made it her mission, literally. She wasn’t good with her words when it came to you, she felt like she could never say the right thing to make you feel better, so she did what she did best, and made it her next mission to find this repulsive freak and make him pay for all the tears you had shed because of him.

You were so tired from all the crying that soon enough you had fallen asleep on her shoulder. She carried you up to your shared bedroom, tugged you in, left a soft kiss on your forehead and got to work.

Tracking this guy down wasn’t hard at all, the jackass was careless, he probably thought that leaving hate comments here and there wouldn’t cause him any kind of problems. But boy was he wrong.

She breathed out one last time, trying to not let her anger get the best out of her, and then she opened up her eyes. There she was, parked right outside Jared’s house. She wasn’t sure what she was going to do, she felt like she could just kill Jared for what he put you though. But she knew you wouldn’t like that nor would it help you.

“Okay, here it goes,” she said, getting out of the car.

She impatiently knocked on the door, making no attempt to stop the loud knocking until Jared dared to open up.

“Jesus, I said I’m coming,” she heard someone say from the other side.

As soon as the door was unlocked, she pushed it open and made her way in.

“Hello, Jared,” she said, shutting the door behind her with a fake small on her lips.

“Who the fuck are you?” he sounded as angry as Yelena felt.

“We are going to have a chit chat, Jared.”

“I don’t know who the fuck you are. You are going to leave or I’ll call the cops,” he stepped forward, trying to intimidate Yelena. She just rolled her eyes at the action.

“I’d like to see you try,” she said, pushing him back strongly enough for him to lose his balance and fall on his butt. “You see, Jared—.”

“How the fuck do you know me?”

“You said some things that I didn’t like,” she ignored him. “In fact, I’m really pissed off at the moment, so much that I feel like I could just rip your head off,” she chuckled as she watched the horror in his eyes. “You fucked up, Jared. Big time. You made the person I care most on this planet cry, and I hate you for that.”

“Look, I don’t know what you’re talking about. You got the wrong guy, I swear I didn’t—.”

“Oh, really? So you are not @jaredrocks.com?”

“I, um…,” he hesitated, swallowing down the lump that had formed on his throat, which didn’t go unnoticed by Yelena.

“Yeah, I figured,” she clicked her tongue in annoyance. “So here’s what you are going to do, Jared,” his face went pale as he noticed Yelena’s mood change, he could tell she was getting angrier by the second and he didn’t want her to snap. Not after she pushed him to the ground so effortlessly.

All he could do was nod as Yelena talked, “You are going to come with me, apologise to her and you’ll promise that you would never do bad shit ever again, Jared. Because if you do, I will find out and I won’t be holding back next time. Got it?” she raised her brow at him for Jared to quickly nod again. “Great! Get on your feet.”

Once Jared and Yelena made their way to your shared apartment, she quickly pulled him out of the car and to the front door. You were waiting for them, well actually just Yelena. She had called you earlier and told you to be outside, she said she wanted to show you something. You felt a chill crawling up your back once you saw a man walking next to her.

“Baby, this is Jared. He has a lot to say to you.”

“Jared? I don’t understand—.”

But you were quickly cut off as Jared began to ramble about how sorry he was, that he didn’t mean to hurt you, that he was just bored and sad, that he was a pathetic little douche bag —Yelena made him say that— and that he would never do something like that ever again. That he regretted ever doing something like that. Suddenly it hit you, he was the prick who wrote that shit about you.

“You really hurt me, Jared.”

“I now can see that. I’m really sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise,” you could only nod at him, biting your lip to stop it from trembling.

“Okay. You’re done here, Jared. Now, get lost,” Yelena patted his back motioning for him to walk away.

“But I don’t—”

“Get lost, Jared,” Yelena repeated herself, this time her tone was harsher and Jared got the memo.

Once he was out of your sight the two of you made your way inside the comfort of your home. You still felt weird about the whole situation. You appreciated Jared’s apology, but you couldn’t stop thinking about all his mean comments.

“Y/n, stop doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“I know you are thinking about everything he said, but you must know that he was full of shit,” she said, making her way towards you on the bed.

“Lena, I just…” she could see the tears forming in the corner of your eyes.

“Y/n, you are the prettiest, smartest, kindest girl I ever had the pleasure to meet. You are so full of light, Y/n. Don’t let an asshole like Jared put you out, you hear me?”

You nodded, battling the tears.

“Let me show you how special you are, Y/n,” she said as she brushed her nose against your cheek, her lips impatiently searching for yours.

Her lips muffled a gasp coming out of your lips. Like usual, her lips moved perfectly in sync against yours, soft and rough. Her tongue danced around with yours. Her teeth biting your bottom lip. You could feel the butterflies in your stomach as your skin set on fire just with how close she was.

“Make me forget, Yel,” you said breathlessly in between kisses.

Your back hit the bed as Yelena got on top of you, her lips never leaving yours. You wrapped your legs around her hip and quietly moaned once your clothed core made contact with hers.

“I love you so much, Y/n,” she mumbled against your skin as she trailed a path of wet kisses along your jaw.

Somehow in between kisses and soft caresses, Yelena got your body bare. She left a kiss on your forehead, one on your left cheek, another right in between your breasts, and one on your abdomen before making her way to your aching wet core.

“So perfect,” you heard her say before the room was filled with your loud moaning.

She sucked, bit, kissed and licked as she pleased, making a mess out of you. Gently but eagerly she pushed two fingers inside of you, a moan escaped from Yelena’s lips as she felt your cunt clenching around her fingers. She kept a steady pace, slightly curling her fingers to get you to enjoy it as much as you could, as her lips worked on your clit.

Your hands flew to her hair, tugging at it, pushing her even closer to your cunt. And with a loud cry you came undone on her mouth. Yelena’s lips moved fast to drink up every bit of your juice she could as her tongue helped you ride your high. Once you were finished, she left one last kiss on your cunt and went to cuddle you.

She tugged you in, making sure you were warm and wrapped you in between her arms, leaving small kisses on top of your head.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again, Y/n,” you heard her saying as you drift off to sleep, tiredness getting the best of you. “Never again, I promise.”

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated! <3

-M

#yelena belova #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x fem reader #yelena belova x y/n #yelena belova x you #yelena belova imagine #yelena belova smut #florence pugh #florence pugh smut #littlexscarletxwitch's fic #requests by lovely anons ‘๑’

[angelltheninth]

I loved your fic where Yelena wore a packer. Do you think you could do headcanons for Arcane women doing that too?

Bringing back memories Anon. To this day that's one of my favorite fics that I've written.

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Sevika, Enforcer Grayson, Mel, Ambessa x Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, grinding, making out, straddling, handjob, blowjob, praise, teasing

A/N: I really miss these characters man, when are they coming back?!

One of the first things she does when she gets a packer is ask you if you want to have some fun with her. It will be different then what you usually do because its soft not hard but you'll figure it out for sure.

Even Jinx can't keep the gasping to a minimum when you take the cock and put your mouth around it. She can't thrust it like she can do with her strap but this is almost better, the way you look when you're down there, when you're kissing the tip, eyes closed and clearly getting excited from the idea of her wearing it all the time, of you being able to do this all the time.

"All the time, but that would be spoiling you too much sugar. I do want to spoil you but if I just give you everything you want, well simply put, where's the fun for me. I like you doing the chasing from time to time. If you think you can convince me then you better put that mouth to work."

God damn, the grinding she will put you though. Vi is already pretty horny with you and now that you have something to grind against when she pushes you against the wall, just downright irresistable.

At first you didn't even notice it cause of the baggy pants she wore but when you were hiding and sneaking around you felt the bulge pressing against your ass. Getting frisky in the open like this, while being chased no less, seems like her wilding ways had gotten to you. Honestly she couldn't be happier about that.

"Here? You want to just... oh. Well I haven't seen this side of you before sweet thing, I like it, I like it a lot. See you noticed my surprise. I didn't plan on wearing it today but I figured why not. You couldn't even tell until I started grinding against that pretty ass."

Caitlyn was a little hesitant to put it on at first. She wasn't sure if you would like it. It wasn't until you were on your knees, in front of the bed sucking her off that she fully embraced the idea.

How could anyone resist the look of you like that? Drooling all over her dick until she's a mess herself, trying to get a hold of her own breathing to stop herself from getting dizzy from the site of you. She knows those tongue movements well, the same ones you know drive her insane when you do them over her clit, its no different now, even though she can't feel them.

"You need to slow down my darling. Yes, if you must know, your mouth is that good. It is for me alright? Do you not believe me or something? I would think that the many orgasms I've had because of you are proof enou- wait, that. What you just did with your tongue, I need to see it again."

Once she gets her hands on one you're not only gonna be in her lap all the time but also horny all the time because it will be a constant reminder that she's gonna be putting your pussy to work later.

While you're in public, and you in her lap, no one can tell that she's wearing one, which is good, you want to be the only one know knows. You want to be able to straddle her lap and pull her into a kiss and feel that delicious pressure against your cunt, separated by clothing but still able to stain over her bulge as you slowly roll against her.

"Your seat is right here sweetcheeks. Got a surprise for you today too. Like it? Thought you might. Even in public I can see you drooling for me. No shame in that at all, you know I'd bend you over right here if you said yes. Already wet, maybe you want it after all. Ah I see, its just yours to see. Greedy little bitch."

Does not wear it while on duty, only when she's at home. Its because she doesn't trust you or herself not do anything at work while she has it. She let herself get distracted by you more then once.

But when she gets home she will comfortably wear the packer around you, bucking against your hand when you palm at it while you kiss her neck and cheek. Don't be shy, you can touch her all you want now, she's aching for it as much as you are. Do you have any idea how hard it is to be a model Enforcer when you're teasing her all the time?

"Stop teasing sweetie, I'm already on edge. You know very well why, don't play coy. I might be off duty but I can still handcuff and interrogate you. That is true, you can't really answer questions with your mouth full. We can take it one step at a time."

Now listen, being horny in the Council room is one thing, sucking Mel off under the table just because she told you she was packing that day is another.

This is a place of ideas and discussion, not sex and sucking. Or so she claims but she's pushing your head closer even as she scolds you, she's pressing her heels against your back, looking at you with near reverence because you seem to be worshiping her cock right now.

"I should really tell make sure you stay out of here in the future, darling. Don't get me wrong, I love you but when you're sucking me like this, in a place of work, I will have a hard time focusing on the meetings later. All I will think of is you between my legs."

Ambessa would have you on the couch, laying sideways, naked and giving her a blowjob while she rubs her hand down your body. When she wants you to go faster she will reach down and squeeze your ass.

She loves seeing you bobbing your head up and down on her cock, alternating between it and licking and kissing her many scars while your hand is on her cock. It doesn't take much for her to start thrusting up in your mouth, her hands now on the back of your head, keeping you still, slowly massaging you while she fucks your mouth.

"Do you want me to get my strap sweetheart? This is a pretty sight but I really want to fuck your throat. Are you still sore from last time? I can always kiss you better. Between your legs? Even better. Get up here. No, no, keep your mouth on me, I'll hold you up just fine."

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