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midastouch013 · 18 days
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The Assassin and The Sunshine
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Summary: You and Yelena were the most least-likely pair, or atleast that's what the avengers (Minus Natasha and Wanda) thought. So what happens when they see how the blonde acts when you get hurt
Warnings: Gunshots, medical stuff (minorly). Angry Yelena
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Yelena Belova, with her steely gaze and lethal precision, was the epitome of intimidation among her peers. Her reputation as a formidable assassin preceded her, casting a shadow of fear wherever she went. With every calculated move and icy demeanor, she commanded respect and evoked a sense of unease among those around her. She was a force to be reckoned with, leaving a trail of apprehension in her wake.
And then there was you, Y/n Y/L/n. With a personality as bright as the sun and a heart as pure as gold, Y/n brought warmth and positivity to every situation. Her infectious laughter and unwavering kindness had a way of melting even the coldest of hearts, earning them the affectionate nickname of "the team's golden retriever."
Your gentle nature stood in stark contrast to Yelena's, and yet, somehow, the two of you had found a connection that defied explanation.
It wasn't easy, navigating a relationship with someone as closed-off as Yelena. She was slow to trust, and her walls were fortified with layers of steel. But you were patient, willing to chip away at those barriers bit by bit until you reached the heart of who she truly was.
The rest of the team couldn't understand it. They saw Yelena as an enigma, a formidable presence to be feared and respected. They couldn't fathom what you saw in her, why you would choose to be with someone so different from yourself.
"It's just... I don't get it," Tony remarked, glancing over at Yelena and you conversing in the corner of the room. "What's the deal with those two? Yelena's like a walking arsenal, and Y/n's... well, Y/n."
Steve nodded in agreement, his gaze following yours and Yelena's interaction. "I know what you mean, Tony. It's hard to imagine what they see in each other. They're like night and day."
Clint, who had been listening in on the conversation, chimed in with her own thoughts.
"Exactly! I still can't wrap my head around it," Clint admitted, scratching his head in confusion. "Yelena and Y/n... they're just so different from each other."
Bruce chuckled softly, glancing towards where you and Yelena were sitting. "Love is a strange thing, Clint. It's not always logical. Maybe Y/n sees something in Yelena that we don't."
Clint sighed, shaking his head. "I guess you're right. I just hope they know what they're doing."
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It was a cold autumn day, and you found yourself on another mission alongside Natasha Tony, Steve, and Clint. The tension hung heavy in the air as the team moved with practiced precision through the dimly lit corridors of the enemy's stronghold.
The mission had been intense from the start, nearly dodging attacks at almost all turns, but as you ventured deeper into the heart of the HYDRA base, the atmosphere grew even more charged. Every step felt like a potential trap, every shadow a potential threat.
Suddenly, chaos erupted. Gunfire erupted from unseen assailants, and you found yourself instinctively stepping in front of Clint, shielding him from the onslaught. The impact was immediate, a searing pain lancing through your side as the bullets found their mark.
"Y/n!" Natasha's voice was a mix of alarm and concern as she rushed to your side, her expression tight with worry.
Clint knelt beside you, his hands hovering uncertainly over your injured form. "Y/n, are you okay?"
You managed a weak nod, gritting your teeth against the pain as Natasha and Tony quickly moved to assess your injuries.
"We need to get her out of here," Natasha declared, her voice firm as she glanced around the chaotic scene.
Steve's voice crackled over the comms. "Quinjet's on its way. Hold tight, we'll get you out of there."
As you were carefully lifted onto a stretcher, the team worked quickly to stabilize you. Despite the pain, you managed a weak smile, reassured by their presence.
"We've got you, Y/n," Tony said, his tone determined as he helped load you onto the Quinjet.
Clint squeezed your hand gently, his expression filled with worry. "Hang in there, okay? We'll get you patched up in no time."
You nodded weakly, feeling a surge of gratitude for your friends. As the Quinjet engines roared to life and the aircraft lifted off, you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over you, knowing that even in the midst of danger, you had your closest friends by your side.
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As the Quinjet touched down back at the base, the team wasted no time in transferring you to the medbay. Before Yelena could arrive, the medical team swiftly brought you into the operating room, shielding you from her sight.
Moments later, the door burst open again, and Yelena stormed in, her expression a mask of fury. Kate Bishop, who happened to be sparring with her when FRIDAY had informed Yelena of the news, was right beside her, offering silent support.
"Where is she?" Yelena demanded, her voice a dangerous growl, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of you.
Natasha stepped forward, her voice calm but firm. "Yelena, they've taken her into surgery. They're doing everything they can for her."
The blonde's tension only seemed to escalate at Natasha's words. "They better be taking care of her!" she barked, her tone sharp and threatening.
Tony and Steve exchanged uneasy glances as Yelena's fury filled the room. They shuffled awkwardly, intimidated by the practically burning blonde.
Yelena turned her rage on them, her eyes blazing with fury. "This is all your fault!" she accused, her voice cutting like a knife. "If anything happens to her, I'll make sure you all pay!"
Steve, ever the voice of reason, tried to reason with Yelena. "Yelena, we understand your concern, but right now our priority is getting her the help she needs."
Yelena's eyes flashed with fury. "Your priority should have been keeping her safe in the first place!" she shot back, her voice sharp with accusation, her Russian accent adding an extra edge to her words.
Tony, normally quick-witted, found himself at a loss for words in the face of Yelena's anger. "We did everything we could," he insisted, his tone defensive.
Clint, usually unflappable, shifted uncomfortably under Yelena's intense gaze. "Yelena, we're all worried about her. But yelling at us isn't going to help," he reasoned, trying to diffuse the tension.
But Yelena's rage was unyielding. "You think I care about your excuses?" she spat, her voice dripping with disdain. "All that matters to me is her. And if anything happens to her because of you…"
Natasha exchanged a knowing glance with Kate, silently acknowledging that it was time to intervene and calm Yelena down before her fury escalated further.
"Yelena," Natasha spoke softly but firmly, stepping closer to her friend, "I know you're scared. But yelling at them won't help Y/n."
Kate nodded in agreement, placing a gentle hand on Yelena's arm. "We're all worried about her," she added, her voice calm and reassuring. "But right now, we need to trust that Dr. Cho and Bruce knows what they're doing."
Yelena's anger seemed to waver for a moment as she looked between Natasha and Kate, her resolve beginning to soften.
Natasha continued, her voice gentle yet persuasive. "Y/n needs us to be strong for her right now. She needs you to be strong."
Kate nodded in agreement. "We're all in this together, Lena. We'll get through this, but we need to stay calm and focused."
Yelena's shoulders tensed, but gradually, the fire in her eyes began to dim as she took a deep breath, her anger giving way to concern for you. "I just want her to be okay," she admitted, her voice softer now, tinged with worry.
Natasha squeezed Yelena's hand reassuringly. "We all do," she said, her voice filled with empathy. "And Helen and Bruce will do everything we can to make sure she is."
As the tension in the room began to ease, Yelena nodded in silent agreement, her gaze lingering on the closed doors of the operating room where you lay.
Natasha gestured towards a nearby chair, silently inviting Yelena to sit beside her. Yelena hesitated for a moment before finally sinking into the seat, her body trembling with emotion.
Natasha wrapped an arm around her sister's shoulders, offering a comforting embrace. "It's going to be okay, Lena," she murmured, her voice soft and soothing.
Yelena leaned into Natasha's embrace, her walls crumbling as tears streamed down her cheeks. She buried her face against Natasha's shoulder, her sobs muffled against the fabric of her sister's uniform.
The other Avengers watched the scene unfold with a mixture of surprise and understanding, their eyes widening as they witnessed a side of Yelena they had never seen before.
Tony exchanged a glance with Steve, his eyebrows raised in disbelief. "Well, I'll be damned," he muttered under his breath, a hint of admiration in his voice.
"She's stable"
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The steady beeping of the monitors filled the room as you blinked away the fog of anesthesia, your senses gradually coming back to you.
As your eyes fluttered open, you were met with the sight of Yelena sitting beside you, her expression soft and full of concern. "Hey," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper as you reached out to her.
Yelena's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of you awake, but she quickly composed herself, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she took your hand in hers. "Hey," she replied, her voice gentle and full of warmth.
Relief flooded through you as you squeezed her hand, grateful for her presence by your side. But, as you squeezed Yelena's hand, a wave of concern washed over you when you noticed the tears welling up in her eyes. "Lena, what's wrong?" you asked, your voice filled with worry as you reached out to gently cup her face with your hand.
Yelena's lower lip trembled slightly as she tried to compose herself, but the floodgates had opened, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks. "I was so scared," she admitted softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought... I thought I might lose you."
You pulled her into a gentle embrace, holding her close as she cried softly against your chest, which hadn't be affected much, and was already fixing up thanks to Bruce's cell regenerator.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm right here," you whispered softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
Yelena leaned into your embrace, her tears gradually subsiding as she took comfort in your presence. "I was so scared," she admitted again, her voice trembling slightly.
You brushed a strand of hair away from her face, offering her a small smile. "I know, Lena. But I'm okay now. You're the one who's always saving me, even when you're not anywhere near me," you said sincerely, squeezing her hand reassuringly.
Yelena's lips twitched slightly, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes. "Yeah, well, don't expect me to always save you," she teased lightly, a small chuckle escaping her lips, as she resorted to her usual coping method of humour.
You grinned, feeling a surge of affection for the woman in your arms. "Oh, come on, Lena. You love playing the hero," you teased right back, trying to lighten the mood.
A genuine smile spread across Yelena's face for the first time since you'd woken up. "I kinda do" she chuckled, shrugging nonchalantly, before the both of you started laughing.
But as the laughter faded, a heaviness settled in the air once again. Yelena's eyes clouded with sadness, the weight of the situation crashing down on her once more.
You reached out, cupping her face in your hands. "Hey, Lena. It's okay to be scared," you said softly, your voice filled with empathy. "But we're together now. And we'll get through this, I promise."
As the Avengers stood at the door, watching the unexpected tenderness between you and Yelena, they exchanged surprised glances.
Tony raised an eyebrow, his voice laced with disbelief. " The White widow is a softie after all, what would you know?"
Steve nodded in agreement, a small smile playing on his lips. "Seems like we all jumped to conclusions too quickly."
Bucky, who had been silently observing, chimed in. " I guess, they are perfect for each other hm"
Clint chuckled, shaking his head in amazement. "Never thought I'd see the day when Yelena Belova was making someone laugh."
As they listened to the laughter emanating from the room, as you and Yelena continue to make each other laugh, the Avengers couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for the unexpected bond between you and Yelena. It was a reminder that sometimes, people were more than their tough exteriors.
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wandanatsthings · 2 months
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𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡
Hey guys, this was a request that I got last week, I'm sorry it’s taken me so long to get it out for some reason I was struggling to write. I know this isn’t amazing but I hope you all enjoy it and feedback is always welcomed.
Disclaimer: This is set in the age of ultron but wanda and pietro are a little older. 
(P.s im dyslexic i'm trying my best) 
Warnings: Character death, cheating, cursing, grief, sneakiness, angst. I think this is it but please let me know if you see any more.  
Summary: Wanda cheats on reader because she feels they are responsible for her brother's death. 
Word count: 2.6k 
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“Bet you didn’t see that coming,” Pietro says with his signature smirk as he slowly falls to the ground. The bullets that were meant for you pierced through his skin. “No!” you screamed as you watched his body fall. You ran over to him in what felt like slow motion. “Pietro no come on stay with me.” You say with tears in your eyes while falling to the ground where he lay. “Come stay with me please Piet, please Wanda needs you.”
He looks up at you with his crystal blue eyes.
“My dear sister will be okay, for she has you her love.” He says slightly choking from the blood coming out of his mouth knowing that this was probably the end. “No I won't be enough, she needs her brother.” You say pleading with him to stay. “Yes you are and you better take care of her or I will haunt you.” He says jokingly.
You chuckle a little at that, finding it endearing that even in his last moments he was still cracking jokes like he normally would. “I- I will, I promise.” You say taking his right hand and squeezing it. You knew that he was tired. With all that he had been through with Hydra and losing his parents. You knew all he wanted was rest, but couldn’t until he knew his twin sister would be well taken care of. “I will do everything in my power.” He looks up at you nodding.
You nod back at him letting him know that it was okay for him to go to whatever afterlife he believed in. You watch his eyes close and wait for his last breath to leave his body. When you feel it, You hear this earth-shattering screaming. You knew it was Wanda.
With her powers and the strong bond she had with her twin, you knew that she would feel that they were no longer in this world together.
You're heartbroken at the sound, never ever wanting to hear the woman you loved scream in agony like that.
As you're collecting yourself trying to figure out what you should do about Pietro you hear Tony come on the comms. “Hey guys we’ve saved all we can here we have to leave.” You sigh knowing that he was too heavy for you to carry by yourself but not wanting to leave him there. You make the tough decision to leave. “I'm sorry, please forgive me.” You say walking away, your voice mixed with sadness and regret. Sadness because Wanda would never see her brother again and regret because it was all your fault.
You make your back to the heli-carrier all you can think about is Wanda. How were you gonna tell her that you were the reason her brother was dead? That just because you weren’t paying enough attention to your surroundings you didn’t see the bullets heading straight your way but her brother did and took them for himself? What kind of shit is that? You thought. You walk up the stairs into the cabin of the heil-carrier.
When you walk in you see Wanda sitting in the corner with an empty look in her eyes. You walk over and sit down next to her. As soon as you sit down she falls right into you sobbing. “What happened?” You hear her say as you wrap your arms around her. You sigh, deciding that it would be best to just tell her. “Um there were so many bots everywhere and we were both fighting some but I guessed one was getting ready to shoot me I had my back turned so I didn’t see…but he did and he ran in front of me.” You reply trying not to break down. Wanting to be strong for Wanda. “I'm so sorry, I tried to help him but there was nothing I could do.” You say grabbing her hands almost pleading with her not to be mad at you.
All she does is squeeze your hand back with a nod. You were about to say something else when Clint walked on board. “Hey, where's speedy?” Wanda breaks down crying again with the mention of the nickname the boy had been given. You look up at him through your glossy eyes as you hold Wanda tighter and shake your head. Feeling sorry for the man because you know he had taken a liking to the boy. He nodded his head, “I’ll let the others know.” He said as he walked away feeling heavier than he did when he approached you both.
A few weeks had passed since that mission. The atmosphere in the compound is still very heavy. Feeling the weight of not only a hero lost but the casualties as well. You tried to make Wanda feel any kind of “better” you could. Her routine was the same every day. She’d sleep til almost noon when she woke she would cry for a while and wouldn’t eat until you damn near forced her.
On occasion, she would talk about him with you or ask you to watch what were her and her twin's favorite sitcoms.
You would do it all if it meant that she would feel at least a little better. You didn’t want to be selfish but if you were telling the truth you just missed your old Wanda. You knew she would probably never be the exact same again but if you could you would give anything just to see her little nose squench up or to hear her little giggles again.
That’s exactly how you felt when you noticed her hanging around Natasha more. Wanda had always taken a liking to the widow so you didn’t find it weird when you found the 2 sitting at the kitchen table with smiles on their faces. You were very happy to see Wanda showing any other type of emotion besides sadness. It felt very good to see her smiling even if it wasn’t directed at you. As the weeks went on the two started to spend even more time together. Whether that was eating, movie nights, or training it just seemed like they were always together.
You were starting to feel a little jealous at the fact she was spending more and more time with the avenger and less time with you but she was starting to become brighter in a sense. Again you didn’t want to be selfish even though you were feeling a little jealous and missing your girlfriend, especially because she was finally starting to become more like herself again. You decide to bring it up though, not as accusing her of something you believed she wasn’t even capable of but just as she seemed like she was starting to feel more like herself.
When you walked up the stairs into your shared room. You saw her sitting on the bed smiling at her phone. “Hey, baby.” You said sitting down next to her and kissing her forehead. You realized when you sat down she quickly took her phone and put it under her thigh. “Hi, is there something you want?” She said, Her accent is still very strong, not having left her native country not that long ago. You were taken aback by the tone she spoke to you with, her not ever even raising her voice at you within the year you had been together.
“No not really, just wanted to talk, you know see how you’re doing with everything.” You said. She looked at you and nodded, “Well I’m doing fine, I’ve just been cleared to go on missions again, I’ll be going on one in a few days actually.”
You were surprised at that and a little worried not that you didn’t think she could take care of herself but thinking she would want to take a break after everything that had happened. “Are you sure? I mean are you ready?”
You questioned with nothing but concern for the woman you loved well being although she didn’t take it that way.
“Yes! God you’re always trying to smuggle me, I can take care of myself. I don’t need you besides Natasha’s coming with me.” Her harsh words hurt you but you didn’t let her know that thinking that it was her grief making her react this way.
“Okay, okay I was just asking, I know you can take care of yourself, I’m glad someone’s coming with you. You and Nat seem to be getting closer, that's good.” You say.
Wanda sighs, “Yeah she’s an amazing friend.” She says with a smile. Almost the same smile she used to give you.
“Well that’s good I’m glad you have another person in your circle.” You say walking away with a gnawing feeling in your chest.
A few days had gone by and it was time for the 2 to go on the mission together. To say you had a bad feeling about it would be an understatement. You didn’t know what it was, you just felt like something was going to go wrong within the couple of days they’d be out. Not necessarily with the mission but something.
As you walked up to the landing pad with Wanda to send her off. Natasha was already there waiting for her, as soon as Wanda saw her she quickly let go of your hand and almost ran to hug the Russian. This made you feel some kind of way but you didn’t bring it up right then, not wanting to upset the girl right before she left.
Before the 2 got on the plane you reached out to Wanda’s hand. You noticed that she seemed very eager to leave but you thought maybe she was just excited about the mission. “Be safe please, come home to me.” You say going in to kiss her but instead, she dodges it. “I will be okay bye.” She said as she got up into the jet with the help of Natasha.
Right before the door closed the spy winked at you.
When you made it back to the compound you decided that you would take a shower to try and get rid of the awful feeling you had. You got on the elevator and walked into your room. While you were getting your clothes and stuff for your shower. You heard someone’s phone go off. You knew it wasn’t yours because you always had your phone on vibrate. You looked around and saw the phone that rang was on the dresser. You realized that it was Wanda’s phone, she had always left her phone at the compound when she went on missions.
Now you knew that you shouldn’t look but you just couldn’t help but to check and see who or what it was. You picked that phone up and opened it, you saw that she had a few messages that were unread. When You clicked on them you saw most of them were from this person she had in her phone as “N” You clicked on her contact and your heart dropped to the bottom of your stomach at what you saw. There were multiple messages but not just any kind of message. They were flirty, there were pictures and voice messages of Wanda and whoever “N” was. You soon found out when you came across a photo of what looked like another bedroom in the compound. The picture was of just what you were guessing to be “N’s” chest. The woman had on a red push-up bra and when you looked closely you could see little red hairs. You looked even more closely at the photo, and that’s when you saw the little black widow emblem Natasha wears on her suit. That's when you knew your suspicions had been true.
It all made sense now. The two were spending more and more time together, and getting closer and closer. You couldn’t think of a reason why she would do something like this. You never even thought that she was capable of cheating. You were so upset you couldn’t even cry. You knew you needed to figure out what you wanted to do.
You decided that you would think more about it over the 2 days that she would be gone.
The two days had gone by and you finally knew what you were gonna do. You had it all planned out all you needed to do now was wait for her to arrive which by your calculations would be any minute now. You were in the common room when you heard laughter. It was time that your plan started.
You got up and walked over to them only acknowledging your girlfriend. “Hey love welcome home I have a surprise for you if you would just follow me.” You said reaching your hand to her. You see them both look at each other and only one of them speaks. “See you later?” Natasha says smirking at Wanda. “Yeah see you later,” she replies. Natasha walks off. “So what’s happening later?” You asked while leading her to where you have a nice dinner set up with her favorite Paprikash. “Oh nothing, we're just gonna do our mission reports together.” She replies. “Well isn’t that nice?” You say pulling her chair out for her to sit. “This all looks amazing.” She says already picking up her fork to dig in. “Thank you, I worked very hard.” You said smiling on the outside. On the inside, you were absolutely dying.
You were halfway through dinner even though you could barely stomach your food when it was time for the next part of your plan. “So I made up a little short film we could watch while we finish up eating.” She looks up from her plate and nods. “Okay play it.” You get up and grab your phone, having downloaded everything you need. You airplay your phone onto the TV and press play on the little video you made.
As she’s watching it you can see all the emotions on her face and not one of them is regret. When the video is over you unconnect your phone. “Well that was a good little film, wasn’t it?” You asked, the look on her face is priceless. “When’d you find out?” You chuckle a little at that. “That’s what you're worried about? Hmm interesting but to answer your question the day you left. You left your phone on the dresser-“ “So you looked through it!” She said yelling, cutting you off. “Yes as a matter of fact, I did, you have been acting off for weeks.” you say calmly back “Oh well maybe it had something to do with the fact my fucking brother died-“ “NO it has been more than that. In fact, you’ve been acting weird ever since you started hanging out with Natasha on the date.” “OH, what happy??!! I’ve been acting happy. That’s because she actually makes me happy because she’s not the one who killed my brother!” She cried.
You were stunned at that. You knew that she had to blame you at least a little bit because hell you blame yourself, but you didn’t think her resentment would lead to this. “So that’s what this is about.” You say almost crying yourself. “I’m sorry but I just can’t do this anymore, every time I look at you I just think about him and I just can't. I'm sorry I do love you, I do but just not enough anymore.” She walks away, with you feeling heartbroken and guilty but knowing what you knew to be true from the beginning, You wouldn’t be enough.
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pookiepookbwar · 2 months
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intro post !!
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hi, im brooke!!
im a writer, and for right now i specialize in one shots!
i like avengers, (mostly spider-man, ironman, and dead pool) south park, impractical jokers, and more!
please req scenarios for me to write about, especially things that are irondad related because they are taking over my mind
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you can request me to write about any media, even if it’s not avengers related, but there’s not guarantee that i’ll write about that specific topic.
i hope i’ll be able to make friends on here! love you all! xx
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zander-idgaf · 1 year
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Silly Princess
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Shuri x male!reader
Summary: Once upon a time a very free princess thought she didn't need a man. Then she found a very charming man. Who annoyed her in a weird way.
Genre: crack, angst(ish), romance, maybe smut(if I feel like it 🤪)
Warnings: yelling, blood, mentions of abuse, the funny stuff is toward the middle, just so uk, also wakanda forever spoilers, read at ur own risk
I think I got it all, comment on spelling errors, or if I missed a warning or genre category
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y/n
The scream that was piercing around the blurry room was misplaced. I was the only one in this room. There had been others but they were long gone. I felt my throat constrict of how dry it became. That was the moment I realized it was me who was screaming.
She came in here at least five times a day to pleasure herself with me as I struggled. She would move her hand faster than I could follow. The crack on my cheek felt like literal lighting. This time I was too frail to stay conscious.
Shuri pov:
She walked down the main hallway of the palace. She did not like having the role of the black panther.she wished she had her brother, but he was with the ancestors. So was mother. Shuri approached the lab. She had buried herself in the tech she had been trying to update. She dryly laughed at the memories of T'Challa always telling the beads were working perfectly. The fact her brother birthed a son was a shocking surprise.
Fast paced footsteps had interrupted her thoughts as two of the wakandian warriors escorted a body covered with a healing blanket on the levitating stretcher. "He seems to have been abused badly by a Egudia" the guards crossed their arms in mannerism and left with the same pace they came in with.
The Egudians had been seeking protection on Earth while trying to get to the vibranium (?). They had been known to reel in humans and other species of beings with singing, like sirens. She slowly peeled away the blanket and saw that the body was called with mud and blood. The good sign was that he was still breathing. Ever since they came to earth it seem she was getting more people to heal. Most of the tech she had updated on was towards the medical bay that was on the west wing of the palace. Since other countries saw what was happening they ordered for Wakanda to heal their people since it was them causing the problem.
Shuri started to wipe at the blood but it seemed it was not going to cease bleeding. Okoye walked in the lab and stopped to stand next to her. "He was crawling on the ground by the border," the sad look on her face let Shuri know that it must have been pretty gruesome even for her. Aneka had appeared at the door. "He was crying for help, it was ugly. Like a baboon who got stepped on." She weakly joked as she sorrowfully gazed at the bloody creature.
They had him cleaned and hooked up to a bag of liquids and health machines beeping next to him. Shuri, for the first time that day, looked at the man. He had patches of lighter skin speckled across his skin. She thought they were wounds until she saw it was just the skin. She walked over to the computer, "Griot, what is up with the man's skin?"
"It seems he has vitiligo, which is a skin condition were the skin becomes a lighter tone do to moisture." And it seems he is part of the Alixozu species."
"Wait... How can you tell? He looks human to me."
"he has pointed ears, your majesty."
She looked back to see that he had his hair over his ears and a cloth over his face. When they got done with the front of the man, Okoye and Aneka had told her that they could get the rest of him while she went to get clothing for him. So, she didn't get to see his ears. Most of what she cleaned was his muscular chest. Which was one of the nicest ones she had seen. "I apologize, Shuri. I had thought he was an elf from the western tribe."
She had been looking for the Alixozu tribe for who knows how long. Ever since the Wakandian land had been going downhill drastically. If the land continues to get this dry the plants will dry up, the people would starve, the underground city will cave in and there will be no more Wakanda. "It is quite alright, and if you, would please leave. Let's not scare him with too many unfamiliar faces." They both nodded and saluted farewell before walking out.
Shuri bustled around the lab cleaning the rest of the stray parts she had laying around. "Griot, what is known of this tribe?"
"Well this tribe has been known in textbooks for communicating with sounds. They can go a whole year without eating and when they do eat it isn't much. They have two races on their planet pointed ones and round ones as they are referred to by others on the planet. The ones are purebreds and are used as pets for other planets because of their voices. The poor citizens at the bottom are sold by the rich for protection alliances with others. Purebreds are able to heal themselves. And the main reason you were looking for was they can heal the environment to it's fullest potential."
She swayed as she digested the newfound information. She bid Griot good night and left the sleeping man under the AI's watch.
Y/n pov
I woke up to a fabric material laying on my face. Metallic smells wafted through the fabric. But......there...... what was it? It smelled syrupy but citrusy. It stung my nose. Somehow, it overpowered the metals. Someone was shuffling around to what it sounded like a large room. Then a musical voice spoke. Shortly after a flat voice responded as the light that filtered through the fabric suddenly turned off. When all the light went away I gently took the fabric off my face. I went to move but a wave of fatigue washed over me and I fell asleep.
Shuri pov
She went to her bedroom and took out her tablet asshe sat at her desk. She started to research about the man's tribe. Apparently they have excellent hearing when they choose to use it. They are really flexible and can run faster than a cheetah. She read fact after fact of their enhanced performances. As she came to the bottom she froze.
She jumped up to the calendar on her wall and looked to see if she was correct. She will need suppressants.
Y/n
I awoke with an unsettling feeling. As I rose from the bed I felt something in my hand move. As I looked down to see that a tube was stuck in the top middle of my hand, I heard a noise. I looked up to see a midnight skinned person. I was generally confused, for, the skin tones on my planet only reached a dark caramel. Her skin was a new discovery to me. Only had I heard that other worldly races had skin this dark. I have heard that there were people with green or blue skin.
She stood with her hand cupped, holding something, and a glass in the other hand. I would have thought she was a statue if she had not been breathing. Her enticing smell over powered his nose as heat spread to his nether regions.
The beautiful woman said something while her head turned slightly to the side. She still kept her eyes on me as she turned back to me and started talking, her voice was the most interesting melody I have ever heard. The bodiless voice from last night spoke. "You need to take the pills in my hand. It will help with your hormones."
I froze, how did she know about the full moon mating season? And how can she speak my language. It wasn't a secret on how my race spoke but the voice was able to speak it fluently. She gestures with her hand and when I shifted forward that was when I noticed. My nether regions were stiff.
Shuri pov
He had a raging boner, as he stared at my hand with puppy eyes. As he shifted forward he froze for the second time. And she could notice he was trying to either not draw attention to it or make it go away. He slowly raised his hand. The somehow faster than light and gentler than a feather he grabbed the two pills from my hand and popped them in his mouth. He then proceeded to choke on them. She handed him the glass and he chugged it down only to also choke on the water.
For a big man, he was quite cute in a gentle way. And it was annoying Shuri. And she couldn't understand why. She wandered to a corner of the lab for some medical supplies while he was trying to inhale air into his lungs. She heard soft padding behind here and could feel the heat off of the man.
As she gathered she could smell his natural musk wafting around her. He didn't move closer, he just stood far away enough. As she turned around she was shocked at how close he was. He had been trying to peek over her shoulder to see what she was doing.
He stared at her as she ushered him back over to the hover bed. She pushed a button on the bed and a tray popped out of one of the compartments. She put the medical supplies on the tray. She looked up and the man was watching her with fascination. She reached for his stomach, where all the blood came from when he arrived. He flinched and wrapped his hands around his waist. "It is alright, I am just going to change your bandages so the wounds don't get infected." He tilted his head in alarm. He started looking at the ceiling and walls it was then she realized why he looked so scared because of her AI. She looked at him and smiled gently, "I know you probably don't know what an AI is but he won't hurt you." He seemed to understand this as he relaxed his arms to his sides. As she lifted his shirt, she tried to be as gentle as she could with him.
Once the bandages were off she saw that his wounds were completely healed.
Y/n pov
She was the gentlest creature as she undid the white stretchy fabric. The shocked that was on her face was adorable. He reached out and cupped her face. She was gorgeous and gentle. So unlike his previous "lover" she was caring and she seemed so lonely. She seemed shocked but was shy. Without thinking he leaned forward and kissed her. At least he would call it he never kissed anyone other than "her".
The woman looked at him even more shocked but..... gentle? She smiles while trying to tuck her head into her chest. He was suddenly distracted by a tool on the tray. He reached for the tool, for he never had this on his planet.
Shuri pov
His lips were the softest thing she has ever felt. The heat rising up to her neck was unbearable. Looking at him again she laughed as he was turning over the pair of scissors she had on the tray in his hands. It was safe to say he must've not kissed no one. When he did it with her, she could tell by how awkward it was.
Y/n pov
Two other midnight women walked in. They were dressed like warriors, though the attire was different from my own planets. I wore a band of fabric around my chest with a skirt that had slits all the way up. But underneath the skirt was a pair of shorts. I missed the time in the army. I looked at the two women, they were beautiful but I preferred the one who was closest to me. She was talking to the others. I wanted to know her name. The sad thing was we did not speak the same tongue.
I listened. They kept addressing her but there were two words. One started with a harsh sound, while the other was soft. I mentally sounded the name out. (Sh....sh..grr?.....uh??.....urrr...ee...) "Shurree!?" Her head snapped so fast I was afraid her head would fall off. She continued to stare at. So hard that I started to think I insulted her. As she scooted closer she slowly pronounced the word I had said. "Shuree, Shhhuuurreeee." She spoke to her AI as I quietly tried to pronounce the name. "Shhhuuurrreee". "Shuree".
She turned around with a thin device somehow in her hand. As I wondered if she made it appear like the floating table, she wrote on the device.
She pivoted the device towards me. Her name was written in my language. There was a sideways triangle with squiggly lines that ran along the screen. She started pointing at the triangle, so I tapped it. Sound came alive from the device so suddenly I jumped and nearly fell off the floating bed.
I situated myself Indian style on the bed facing her as I recovered from the sound device. The women were laughing at me as I looked up. Not malice, but soft like they were trying to hide the fact they were.
After a while of me playing with the device the two women left and Shuri was left. I had long learned how to say the woman's name but I could not get over the sound device. Rich Alixozu's had such devices but they were big boxes and the noises were poor imitations of our language.
Shuri shifted in her seat as she gazed at me thoughtfully. She noticed I was looking at her while I held the device to my chest. She stood, beckoning for me to follow. As I followed her she took me to what I believed was a squishy table with slim but fluffy objects to one side of the table. It had a frame for the squishy topping.
She sat on the edge of the table. (Well it must be a seat), I thought. She smiled and patted the bed, and I sat. She took the device, which I quietly whined for it back. She chuckled as she pulled something up. There was what seemed to ground across the bottom of the screen. The sky could be seen above the ground. And a little creature was on the ground. She motioned for me to watch her as she pressed the man. The man started to run and the screen somehow followed him. There was little metal things poking out of the ground. Circular creatures that were red and white with a mouth that kept opening and closing popped out of the metal tubes. The little man ran into one and he started blinking and then he appeared to the same place he was before he started running. Shuri smiled and handed me the device.
Shuri pov:
Weeks passed by of her continuing the role which the ruler of Wakanda does. All the while the man never left her bed and.alwaus was on the tablet. It became routine to plug the tablet up to a charger without pestering the man. And when she went to sleep the first night he never moved off the bed. He would still be playing when she went to bed. And when she woke up she realized she had snuggled up to him. Even worse she slept on his chest the other day. And he would calmly be playing on the tablet while she was asleep on his chest.
This morning she woke up and he was still asleep. She could see the dark bags under his eyes. She cupped his check as she gazed at his peaceful face. He was the most gorgeous being she ever had seen. His eyes were two different shades of green and his hair reached his butt. Oyoke would always put his hair in a simple braid. To her two friends they treated him like a son. But Shuri saw him as something else. She was falling for him.
He snuggled his face into her palm and gently clasped her arm. She leaned forward and.kissed him deeply on the lips. He pulled back a little when she moved away. He didn't seem disgusted, more like he wasn't awake and didn't want to be disturbed.
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As the weeks turned into months and months turned into two years she fell in love with the man. He had this cute thing of touching every tech she had been working on or creating. He would create meals she never knew of and Okoye and Aneka were fond of him. The people who lived or worked in the palace always looked forward to seeing him to show him "Eawthling" things, as he called them. He had the language knowledge of a six year old. They loved him ever since he fixed the land
It was mating season for him again. Last year Shuri nearly forgot until she woke up to whining in her ear. He was flushed as he wiggled in the sheets begging for relief. She ended up giving him pills again. Deep down she wanted to see what happened when she didn't give him them. She desired for the uncontrolled side of him. She knew it was the wrong way to go about things, so she had set the pills next to her computer as she worked on the device in front of her.
Y/n pov
I woke up hot and uneasy. Everything in the room was more noticeable to his nose. It smelled like Shuri. The erection in his pants became extremely stiff as he started to wiggle to ease the burning. As my hips jerked forward involuntarily a moan escaped my throat. I looked over my shoulder at the nightstand next to the bed. The pills weren't there.
I went to try to fix my pants and as my hand grazed the erection, pleasure followed.
Shuri pov
Her head jerked up and she cursed as she crabbed the pills. She ran to her room before he became too chaotic. As she hurried through the door and shut it and locked it in case he was to horny. She was suddenly flung against the wall. She didn't feel any pain for some reason. His breath was at her neck while he slowly and lavishly rolled his hips into hers. She gasped as she clung to his shoulders because she wasn't prepared for the burning to suddenly roar in her gut.
He started to quicken his hips as he moaned. She didn't know what turned her on more the moaning or his heavenly hips. She felt herself pulse and grip at nothing. He wasn't inside her and she was as turned on as he was. He froze all of a sudden to pull back and look in her eyes questioning if he was doing all right. "I will let you know when I need you to stop." Her breath was uneven and she could barely think.
He led her to the bed, all she could hear was the blood rushing to her head. As he gently laid her down on the bed he paused until she gave him a signal to go on. He wasted no time on getting her clothes off. His hands trailed down her body leaving fiery trails of where his fingers were. She shivered as he started kissing, nibbling, and, sucking as her body.
She tugged at his shirt, trying to take it off. He straightened and peeled it off. It was marvelous, his chest was already glistening in sweat every time he moved his muscles danced. Shuri bit her lip which he saw. He leaned and sloppily kissed her before sliding in a digit to her core. Her back lifted off the bed and she gasped. His finger felt like heaven. Every itch there was he itched only for it to burn more. He was gently massaging and stretching her out She panted as she rode his fingers. He pumped faster as she started to get close to coming.
He finally withdrew his fingers causing her to whine he started taking off his pants and the bulge in his underwear was unbelievable. It was THICK. And it was gorgeous. He slid his cock inside and left it there to let her stretch. He didn't want to even pump it. As soon as she nodded he began to move. It was like he lit her core on fire.
He pulled almost all the way out and to her surprise and delight he snapped his hips back in. He made a slow pattern of doing this until he started to go faster little by little. At this point she was clinging to the sheets for dear life and was moaning like an animal. She could feel her climax coming. As she peeled her eyes open she could tell he was close too. He started to go even faster.
The coil in her stomach was getting tighter and tighter until it snapped. She cried out as he kept going. As she was calming down enough to properly breath as his hips began to stutter. He pulled out and started to pump his cock furiously until he came all over her thighs.
Once they both got off their highs, he turned to her. "I love u...." As he trailed off she looked over to see him passed out.
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I am so sorry I thot it was going to be more funny, but it didn't go anywhere. Also my first attempt at smut, don't attack me pls. Also a lot longer I do apologize for that.
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menacing-menace-rat · 25 days
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Requests welcomed ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
I'm dying to write for some Fandoms but I don't feel confident enough to write a full series yet so I need some help. Can someone send me some requests and I'll trying writing some fan fic stuff for you.
Shows I want to write for:
DC
Any of the main 7 of the justice league
Nightwing
Red Hood
Red Robin
Damian Wayne (platonic only)
Miss Martian
Most Gotham characters
(If there is any other DC character you want just ask I love DC and will probably do it 🤗)
Marvel
Any of the main 6 Avengers
Most Daredevil characters
Frank Castle
Bucky Barnes
Sam Willson
Joaquin Torres
John Walker
Vision
Scarlett Witch
Most of the X-Men
Peter Parker
(I'll write for most Marvel characters as well so don't be scared to ask.)
Hannibal (NBC)
Hannibal lecter
Will Graham
Better call saul
Lalo Salamanca
Sandman
Dream
Death
Shameless
Lip Gallagher
Fiona Gallagher
The other siblings would only be platonic stuff.
Umbrella Academy
Any of the 7 siblings and possibly the sparrows as well.
Star trek the next generation
Data Soong
Will Riker
Deanna Troi
Worf
Geordi La Forge
Types of stuff I'll write:
Headcanons
One Shots
Very Small fanfics
Reader inserts
Different characters together
Some crossover stuff just depending
Things I'm comfortable writing:
Romance and smut (with of age characters)
Darker themes (I don't scare easy)
Yandere
Fluff
Angst
OC stuff (please give me as much info as possible. Please info dump bestie 💖)
Hurt/Comfort
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If you simply want to talk about these Fandoms I'll happily listen. I'd be glad to hear your thoughts on shows and characters as well.
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mjolnirswriststrap · 5 months
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Taking Requests
I love the idea of doing a request every day leading up to Christmas.
My account is less than a year old so I’ve never had the chance to do any.
I want to do it for inspiration, and to keep writing fun for me.
Don’t be afraid to request ANY dynamics or situations, I’m here to have fun!
I’ll do a 1000 or so word oneshots for these characters:
Bucky Barnes
Steve Rogers
Natasha Romanoff
Yelena Belova
Loki Laufeyson
Thor Odinson
Peter Parker
Bruce Banner
Wanda Maximoff
Pietro Maximoff
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Peter Maximoff (Quicksilver)
Logan Howlett (Wolverine)
Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto)
Hank McCoy (Beast)
Raven Darkhölme (Mystique)
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Aegon Targaryen II
Aemond Targaryen
Daemon Targaryen
John Snow
Jaime Lannister
Brienne of Tarth
Sandor Clegane
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Lee Bodecker
Ransom Drysdale
Steve Kemp
Sherlock Holmes (Henry Cavill)
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sapphire-widow · 7 months
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REQUESTS
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Requests are open. I haven't been getting much inspiration to finish ones I've been trying to write.
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hi! i hope you doing great darling <3
can I have romantic male marvel matchup please? i’m a girl, aries, enfp, my pronouns are she/her. i could be really shy sometimes due to my bad anxiety, but mostly i’m very sweet and bubbly person, i deeply care about my friends, and i’m super affectionate with people who i love. also, my love language is physical touch!!! i’m also very sensitive and emotional person, but i’m fully open with my feelings only with close people in my life. my height is 5’5, i have a petite figure, have some boob, long brown hair and green eyes, i would describe my style as a hyperfeminine, but i also love to dress cozy! i’m polyglot and i speak 6 languages, and i’m studying linguistics in uni. my other passions are makeup, cinematography and music ofc! i’m obsessed with rabbits and bunnies and all the bunny-themed items! i love cute things, such as clothes, accessories, makeup, stuffies and etc. my ideal partner is someone tall and protective, who would take care of me and be attentive to me and my feelings and also someone who would cuddle me a lot <3
hope it’s okay! sorry for my grammar, english isn’t my first language. i hope you have a nice day <3
Heeey!!! Thank you so much for requesting a matchup!! I hope you enjoy it!!! <3
Marvel:
Steve Rogers;
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🎆 You were recently recruited by Fury to join the Avengers because of your amazing powers, which would help the team protect New York City
🎆 You were a bit shy with everyone at first, but after a couple of weeks, you became your usually cheery and bubbly self, laughing and joking around with most of the team
🎆 You instantly fell for Steve, him being not only tall, strong, and handsome, but also caring, attentive, and protective; he was perfect in your eyes
🎆 Steve felt a similar way about you too, finding you sweet, kind, talented, and funny; he loved how your long brown hair flowed and how your green eyes sparkled whenever you spoke about bunnies, movies, or music
🎆 He also thought that the fact that you could speak multiple languages was very impressive, and he loves to bring this up to you whenever you speak a different language in his presence
🎆 After a while of being friends, you start dating, (lucky you)! And you couldn't be happier; going on cute dates to the theater, and cafes, or just staying at the tower, cuddling for hours, (you even did his makeup once and he looked amazing)
🎆 You'd go to the fairs whenever they came into town, going on rides, eating fair foods, and playing rigged games; Steve was able to win you a giant bunny plush that was almost as tall as you
🎆 Sometimes, even though he's not that good at it, Steve would help you with your Uni homework, mostly as an excuse to hang out with you and be near you
🎆 Steve finds it cute that you always have to look up at him, him being 6'-2", and he loves bending down, holding your cheeks in his large hands while he kisses you
🎆 You always treasured the time you spent with Steve, whether that was cuddling in your shared bed while watching movies, following makeup tutorials, or dancing along to music throughout the decades, you loved every second of it; and you couldn't wait for more amazing, beautiful moments with the love of your life
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babyfacebuttercup · 9 months
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Requests are open!!!!!!
Just flood my inbox and be VERY DETAILED in what you want me to write ! Also yes I will be posting the Bridgerton fic soon lol
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tigrrr · 9 months
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Heyya!!! I'm back and want to write again, but I don't know who to right huhuhu I have loadssss of idea but I'm not yet sure if you guys would read them. That's why I'm getting your opinion on who you would like to read!!!
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chrisevansdaughter · 2 years
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Plan for tonight :)
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Hey guys hope you’re all well, I’ve decided that I like the way I’ve written the last two requests so for now that how I’m going to form them.
Tonight I’m looking to publish 2-3 requests depending on how long they take :)
REQUSTS are OPEN so please do send them in i need more :)
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midastouch013 · 18 days
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The Assassin and The Sunshine
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Summary: You and Yelena were the most least-likely pair, or atleast that's what the avengers (Minus Natasha and Wanda) thought. So what happens when they see how the blonde acts when you get hurt
Warnings: Gunshots, medical stuff (minorly). Angry Yelena
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Yelena Belova, with her steely gaze and lethal precision, was the epitome of intimidation among her peers. Her reputation as a formidable assassin preceded her, casting a shadow of fear wherever she went. With every calculated move and icy demeanor, she commanded respect and evoked a sense of unease among those around her. She was a force to be reckoned with, leaving a trail of apprehension in her wake.
And then there was you, Y/n Y/L/n. With a personality as bright as the sun and a heart as pure as gold, Y/n brought warmth and positivity to every situation. Her infectious laughter and unwavering kindness had a way of melting even the coldest of hearts, earning them the affectionate nickname of "the team's golden retriever."
Your gentle nature stood in stark contrast to Yelena's, and yet, somehow, the two of you had found a connection that defied explanation.
It wasn't easy, navigating a relationship with someone as closed-off as Yelena. She was slow to trust, and her walls were fortified with layers of steel. But you were patient, willing to chip away at those barriers bit by bit until you reached the heart of who she truly was.
The rest of the team couldn't understand it. They saw Yelena as an enigma, a formidable presence to be feared and respected. They couldn't fathom what you saw in her, why you would choose to be with someone so different from yourself.
"It's just... I don't get it," Tony remarked, glancing over at Yelena and you conversing in the corner of the room. "What's the deal with those two? Yelena's like a walking arsenal, and Y/n's... well, Y/n."
Steve nodded in agreement, his gaze following yours and Yelena's interaction. "I know what you mean, Tony. It's hard to imagine what they see in each other. They're like night and day."
Clint, who had been listening in on the conversation, chimed in with her own thoughts.
"Exactly! I still can't wrap my head around it," Clint admitted, scratching his head in confusion. "Yelena and Y/n... they're just so different from each other."
Bruce chuckled softly, glancing towards where you and Yelena were sitting. "Love is a strange thing, Clint. It's not always logical. Maybe Y/n sees something in Yelena that we don't."
Clint sighed, shaking his head. "I guess you're right. I just hope they know what they're doing."
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It was a cold autumn day, and you found yourself on another mission alongside Natasha Tony, Steve, and Clint. The tension hung heavy in the air as the team moved with practiced precision through the dimly lit corridors of the enemy's stronghold.
The mission had been intense from the start, nearly dodging attacks at almost all turns, but as you ventured deeper into the heart of the HYDRA base, the atmosphere grew even more charged. Every step felt like a potential trap, every shadow a potential threat.
Suddenly, chaos erupted. Gunfire erupted from unseen assailants, and you found yourself instinctively stepping in front of Clint, shielding him from the onslaught. The impact was immediate, a searing pain lancing through your side as the bullets found their mark.
"Y/n!" Natasha's voice was a mix of alarm and concern as she rushed to your side, her expression tight with worry.
Clint knelt beside you, his hands hovering uncertainly over your injured form. "Y/n, are you okay?"
You managed a weak nod, gritting your teeth against the pain as Natasha and Tony quickly moved to assess your injuries.
"We need to get her out of here," Natasha declared, her voice firm as she glanced around the chaotic scene.
Steve's voice crackled over the comms. "Quinjet's on its way. Hold tight, we'll get you out of there."
As you were carefully lifted onto a stretcher, the team worked quickly to stabilize you. Despite the pain, you managed a weak smile, reassured by their presence.
"We've got you, Y/n," Tony said, his tone determined as he helped load you onto the Quinjet.
Clint squeezed your hand gently, his expression filled with worry. "Hang in there, okay? We'll get you patched up in no time."
You nodded weakly, feeling a surge of gratitude for your friends. As the Quinjet engines roared to life and the aircraft lifted off, you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over you, knowing that even in the midst of danger, you had your closest friends by your side.
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As the Quinjet touched down back at the base, the team wasted no time in transferring you to the medbay. Before Yelena could arrive, the medical team swiftly brought you into the operating room, shielding you from her sight.
Moments later, the door burst open again, and Yelena stormed in, her expression a mask of fury. Kate Bishop, who happened to be sparring with her when FRIDAY had informed Yelena of the news, was right beside her, offering silent support.
"Where is she?" Yelena demanded, her voice a dangerous growl, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of you.
Natasha stepped forward, her voice calm but firm. "Yelena, they've taken her into surgery. They're doing everything they can for her."
The blonde's tension only seemed to escalate at Natasha's words. "They better be taking care of her!" she barked, her tone sharp and threatening.
Tony and Steve exchanged uneasy glances as Yelena's fury filled the room. They shuffled awkwardly, intimidated by the practically burning blonde.
Yelena turned her rage on them, her eyes blazing with fury. "This is all your fault!" she accused, her voice cutting like a knife. "If anything happens to her, I'll make sure you all pay!"
Steve, ever the voice of reason, tried to reason with Yelena. "Yelena, we understand your concern, but right now our priority is getting her the help she needs."
Yelena's eyes flashed with fury. "Your priority should have been keeping her safe in the first place!" she shot back, her voice sharp with accusation, her Russian accent adding an extra edge to her words.
Tony, normally quick-witted, found himself at a loss for words in the face of Yelena's anger. "We did everything we could," he insisted, his tone defensive.
Clint, usually unflappable, shifted uncomfortably under Yelena's intense gaze. "Yelena, we're all worried about her. But yelling at us isn't going to help," he reasoned, trying to diffuse the tension.
But Yelena's rage was unyielding. "You think I care about your excuses?" she spat, her voice dripping with disdain. "All that matters to me is her. And if anything happens to her because of you…"
Natasha exchanged a knowing glance with Kate, silently acknowledging that it was time to intervene and calm Yelena down before her fury escalated further.
"Yelena," Natasha spoke softly but firmly, stepping closer to her friend, "I know you're scared. But yelling at them won't help Y/n."
Kate nodded in agreement, placing a gentle hand on Yelena's arm. "We're all worried about her," she added, her voice calm and reassuring. "But right now, we need to trust that Dr. Cho and Bruce knows what they're doing."
Yelena's anger seemed to waver for a moment as she looked between Natasha and Kate, her resolve beginning to soften.
Natasha continued, her voice gentle yet persuasive. "Y/n needs us to be strong for her right now. She needs you to be strong."
Kate nodded in agreement. "We're all in this together, Lena. We'll get through this, but we need to stay calm and focused."
Yelena's shoulders tensed, but gradually, the fire in her eyes began to dim as she took a deep breath, her anger giving way to concern for you. "I just want her to be okay," she admitted, her voice softer now, tinged with worry.
Natasha squeezed Yelena's hand reassuringly. "We all do," she said, her voice filled with empathy. "And Helen and Bruce will do everything we can to make sure she is."
As the tension in the room began to ease, Yelena nodded in silent agreement, her gaze lingering on the closed doors of the operating room where you lay.
Natasha gestured towards a nearby chair, silently inviting Yelena to sit beside her. Yelena hesitated for a moment before finally sinking into the seat, her body trembling with emotion.
Natasha wrapped an arm around her sister's shoulders, offering a comforting embrace. "It's going to be okay, Lena," she murmured, her voice soft and soothing.
Yelena leaned into Natasha's embrace, her walls crumbling as tears streamed down her cheeks. She buried her face against Natasha's shoulder, her sobs muffled against the fabric of her sister's uniform.
The other Avengers watched the scene unfold with a mixture of surprise and understanding, their eyes widening as they witnessed a side of Yelena they had never seen before.
Tony exchanged a glance with Steve, his eyebrows raised in disbelief. "Well, I'll be damned," he muttered under his breath, a hint of admiration in his voice.
"She's stable"
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The steady beeping of the monitors filled the room as you blinked away the fog of anesthesia, your senses gradually coming back to you.
As your eyes fluttered open, you were met with the sight of Yelena sitting beside you, her expression soft and full of concern. "Hey," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper as you reached out to her.
Yelena's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of you awake, but she quickly composed herself, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she took your hand in hers. "Hey," she replied, her voice gentle and full of warmth.
Relief flooded through you as you squeezed her hand, grateful for her presence by your side. But, as you squeezed Yelena's hand, a wave of concern washed over you when you noticed the tears welling up in her eyes. "Lena, what's wrong?" you asked, your voice filled with worry as you reached out to gently cup her face with your hand.
Yelena's lower lip trembled slightly as she tried to compose herself, but the floodgates had opened, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks. "I was so scared," she admitted softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought... I thought I might lose you."
You pulled her into a gentle embrace, holding her close as she cried softly against your chest, which hadn't be affected much, and was already fixing up thanks to Bruce's cell regenerator.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm right here," you whispered softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
Yelena leaned into your embrace, her tears gradually subsiding as she took comfort in your presence. "I was so scared," she admitted again, her voice trembling slightly.
You brushed a strand of hair away from her face, offering her a small smile. "I know, Lena. But I'm okay now. You're the one who's always saving me, even when you're not anywhere near me," you said sincerely, squeezing her hand reassuringly.
Yelena's lips twitched slightly, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes. "Yeah, well, don't expect me to always save you," she teased lightly, a small chuckle escaping her lips, as she resorted to her usual coping method of humour.
You grinned, feeling a surge of affection for the woman in your arms. "Oh, come on, Lena. You love playing the hero," you teased right back, trying to lighten the mood.
A genuine smile spread across Yelena's face for the first time since you'd woken up. "I kinda do" she chuckled, shrugging nonchalantly, before the both of you started laughing.
But as the laughter faded, a heaviness settled in the air once again. Yelena's eyes clouded with sadness, the weight of the situation crashing down on her once more.
You reached out, cupping her face in your hands. "Hey, Lena. It's okay to be scared," you said softly, your voice filled with empathy. "But we're together now. And we'll get through this, I promise."
As the Avengers stood at the door, watching the unexpected tenderness between you and Yelena, they exchanged surprised glances.
Tony raised an eyebrow, his voice laced with disbelief. " The White widow is a softie after all, what would you know?"
Steve nodded in agreement, a small smile playing on his lips. "Seems like we all jumped to conclusions too quickly."
Bucky, who had been silently observing, chimed in. " I guess, they are perfect for each other hm"
Clint chuckled, shaking his head in amazement. "Never thought I'd see the day when Yelena Belova was making someone laugh."
As they listened to the laughter emanating from the room, as you and Yelena continue to make each other laugh, the Avengers couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for the unexpected bond between you and Yelena. It was a reminder that sometimes, people were more than their tough exteriors.
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dead-end-stuff · 2 years
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Send me some requests :]
I'm also feeling a bit lonely, does any wanna be my anon? :[
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pr3ttyb0ym2g · 3 months
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zander-idgaf · 1 year
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Thank you all for 12 follows. Hey I am doing some Loki and Yoongi fanfics if you guys want to add to the list with your requests I would be more than happy to fulfill those wishes🙂😊
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spiderfunkz · 4 months
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enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where the avengers team thought it was a good idea to spend the holidays in your cabin by the woods. where they know you and nat won't get along well, but hey, it's not an avengers holiday without a bit of drama.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where she secretly gets jealous when steve holds you by the waist to help you balance while you put the star on top of the tree. where she'll 'accidentally' spill hot chocolate on your shirt so you can borrow one of hers, because apparently 'hers fit you the best'.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where you find her up late at night drinking half of your bottle of wine. where she'll complain that she couldn't sleep because it was 'too cold'. where you'll eventually join her to the point you're both drunk and laughing, where you actually start to get along for once.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where all of that wine makes natasha drunkenly confess to you. and since you have been drinking the wine too you didn't process it correctly. but as everyone says, drunk words are just sober thoughts. thoughts that both you and nat have been hiding.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where nat wakes up in your bed with you sleeping beside her, her head dizzy from last nights wine. she must've complained too much about her room being too cold to the point you suggest sleeping in your bed together.
where you wake up with nat staring at you confused, rubbing her head. "what are you doing in my bed?" you groan, rubbing your eyes as you try to remember what led to this. "you snore loudly." she replies, causing you to roll your eyes. "get out of my bed. you have your own room here." you stare, natasha smirks teasingly before getting out of your bed.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where a small saying leads into a heated argument. too heated the point nat pins you near one of the door frames that leads to a hallway. where you'll send her a flirty remark before looking up to see she's under a mistletoe you strategically hung.
enemies to lovers with natasha . . . where she'll look up to see the mistletoe, one of her hands still pinning you against the door frame. "are you scared of a little fake plant?" you'll challenge her, "no." the tension between you and her growing. "well then do it." you smirk, "do what?" — "kiss me." and so she did, which left you speechless and blushing.
"do you want me to do that again? this mistletoe isn't going anywhere."
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requested by @patriphagy ! (my reqs for nat r open btw)
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