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The Monsters Within (N.R) Pt. 1

Dark!FemReader! x Natasha Romanoff

Summary: You like Natasha and you are keeping her to yourself.

Warning: This is a Dark Fic. 18+, a lot of swearing words. Graphic and gore descriptions, kidnapping, mind manipulating / brainwashing, blood, death, violence, bone crushing, Stockholm Syndrome (Let me know if I miss anything)

A/n: Hello! It's me again with the first part! I'm excited for you to read it! Yaay! Like I said in the announcement, thank you @imdoingsortagay , @marvelwoman-sugarbaby and @honey-sweet-hiraeth for the support, patience, and brainstorming with me. Happy reading!

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You were hiding in plain sight and your eyes were carefully lurking for your next victim. Some people walked around you until this one particular redhead caught your eyes, she was serving the table across yours. Her wavy medium red hair looks flawless and her voice sounds so alluring to you. When she passes by you, you can just get a faint whiff of her perfume, a mix of soothing and refreshing touches your senses. That was all it took for your wicked mind to come up with the idea of how her scent would smell if it collided with the blood in the air. You instantly got intrigued by her.

Since then, your focus was only on her. You learn more about her in your own way. It gives you a different kind of rush everytime you secretly follow her, especially to her home. Her life is like an open book in social media. The more information you get about her, the more you want her.

So here you are, in your basement sitting on your chair, waiting for her to wake up. Natasha slowly opens her eyes, the light feels sharp to her eyes despite how soft it is. Her mind ponders where she is, the all white room complete with glass walls around it.

“Well, hello, gorgeous.” She hears a soft voice and she turns her head to see the owner of the voice she heard, you.

“Who are you? Where am I?” She asks with a huge confusion mixed with gradually growing fear.

“You are in your room now at my place, Natasha. I have food and water for you on the table. There is a little bathroom in that corner you can use. I will take care of you from now on.” You explain calmly.

“What did you do to me? I was walking to my car and woke up here? How did you know my name?! I don't even know you!” Panic definitely rises in her. She quickly tries to open the door and she fails.

“I know enough about you.” Your five word answer rings an alarm in her mind.

“Get me out of here! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!” She screams as she bangs her hands hard on the thick glass then tries to pull the locked door with all the energy she has. All she wants right now is to get away from you. Her heart drummed.

“Oh sweetheart, this basement is sound proof. Nobody will hear you. This basement was built for a reason, so save your pretty voice. I love it and I don’t want you to lose your voice, do you?”

Natasha’s heart beats faster, her stomach turns into a knot after she hears what you said. “Who are you? Why me?” She asks in a lower voice, subconsciously following what you told her yet almost breaking into a cry.

“Hmmm. You can call me y/n. Why you? I don’t know why, you are just so tempting for me in a very different way. The day I saw you, I was actually looking for my next one to kill—”

“Please, don't kill me. Let me go. I won’t tell a soul, I promise. I beg you.” She begs desperately for her dear life the second she hears the disturbing word. Her chest feels tight from fear.

You stand up and walk closer to her, the corner of your lips curves up to a sinister smile. “ but I like you so I’m keeping you alive. Here, with me. You look even better when you beg, darling. Just don’t upset me or I’m gonna change my mind and you know what I meant by that.” compliments and a warning flows out at the same time in a stern tone as you look at her green eyes through the clear glass then you walk away, leaving her by herself there.

_____

A week has passed easily for you like usual but for Nat, it was a dreadful seven days. Her eyes are red from crying, her hands are sore from hitting the glass door multiple times, let alone her throat stings in every swallow and talking by now from screaming for help. You like how determined she is but you are very unamused by her non-stop attempts to get help or begging you to let her go.

You try to talk with her every time you bring her food but she refuses to engage in any conversation with you.

Surprisingly, you have patience with her. If she was someone else, she would probably be dead by now. You really like her and keeping her with you really fills the empty space in you despite her rejection of you.

"Let's get to know each other better, shall we? Come on, Nat. I'm not that bad." You ask in hope she will slowly open up and talk with you.

"I don't want to know about you! Just get me the fuck out of here!” Just like that, her voice escalated in volume with such exasperation as she slammed the chair to the glass with a great force coming from her. Unfortunately the chair had no chance against the thick glass and broke.

You didn’t even flinch from the impact and you reminded her calmly instead. “Be careful there, sweetie. I don’t want you to get hurt. I always thought some blood will look good on your pretty skin but not yours though, I prefer somebody else’s.” you take a sip of your ice tea as soon as you are done with your words.

“What do you want from me?! Just let me go!”

You let out an annoyed sigh, putting down your ice tea. “You need to start to listen to me. I want you. I’m keeping you, so I won’t let you go.”

“I will find a way to get out of here! And I will get your ass to jail, y/n!” She threatens followed by another hard bang to the glass from a kick.

“Alright, I’ll do the hard way, Nat.” you get up from your couch and walk to the stairs. "Where are you going? What did you mean you'll do the hard way?! Y/n! Y/n!!" Natasha gets silence from you.

Natasha fell asleep after hours of wondering what you meant with the hard way you mentioned.

"Nat! I'm home! Natasha!" You call her and call her again when you don't hear her respond. Your voice woke her up. Her eyes automatically caught at the two arms of the clock that showed 12.30 a.m.

She got out of the bed and searched for you only to find a terrifying view.

You drag a dead body of a random woman with multiple stab wounds through the back door, leaving a long trail of blood.

"Is she — dead? Oh my god! What did you do to her?! You killed her!" She asks you with a stunned expression. Natasha's eyes are rounded, her heart jumps up to her throat from the shocks she gets. The pit of her stomach fell, she is terrified with what she is looking at.

"Of course she's dead, sweetheart. She was so obnoxious. Her voice drove me crazy, the worst part was she kept talking and talking." You casually tell the thunderstruck woman while doing what you need to do.

You drag her to the part of the basement that's already all covered with white tarps then you walk away for a few minutes and come back, pushing in a claw footed bathtub to where Natasha can see it.

“I normally don’t do this here but I want you to see everything.” You add with a panting breathing from dragging the body and the tub.

Natasha watches you in terror and disgust. A little splash of blood on your face as you give her a mischievous smile. Your victim lays on the floor lifeless with more blood pooled. Her heart thudded, fear twisted her gut. “Why are you doing this?! You PSYCHO!” Nat screams hysterically.

“Why am I doing this? I want to show you and remember that this could be you, IF you try to run away or IF you don’t stop asking me to let you go, because I won’t.” You answer her without hesitation.

She watches where your bloody hands move. You hum a song as you wash your hands as if they are not covered in blood.

“Please, take the dead body away. I don’t want to see whatever you are going to do with it.” She begs.

You ignore her plea. “Perhaps, listening to some music can make you feel better, my dear?” You pull out a record and play it in a soft volume but enough for Natasha to hear it and notice that it’s her favorite song. Her eyebrows furrowed, trying to figure out if you do this on purpose. You stand in front of her, your eyes adoring her even though grimace looks clear on her face as she looks back at you. Tears fill her eyes.

“Every Wednesday after work, you always go to the record store. Love your music taste, by the way. I also love that you stay at home every Saturday even though you are pretty enough to pick up a dance partner at the club.” You slowly touch the glass pretending to rub her cheeks followed with a little chuckle.

Natasha quickly connects the dot from everything you just said. It disgusts her and pisses her off at the same time.

“You have been following me?! You are SICK!” A hateful shout comes out of her. “I was just keeping a watchful eye.” You shrug your shoulders then you turn around and walk away with no remorse. Only a few steps later, her words stop you.

“You are a MONSTER!!”

You turn around. You give her a look, your gaze moves slowly from head to toe. You chuckle a little, even shake your head a little. You are not gonna lie, you feel a little…bothered, that the woman you admire calls you a monster. You take a deep breath, gather yourself shortly before you return her deep remark at you.

“Oh Natasha, everybody is a monster in their own way. I can see that we are the same exact ones, maybe that’s why I like you…so much.”

“NO! I’m not! I’m not like you! You are one sick fucking monster!” Natasha denies wholeheartedly. “Oh you are, Nat. You are. Now, watch and learn. You’ll need it someday.” You let out a chuckle and proceed to where the body is. Natasha shows her refusal by turning her back.

“I can find people you love very easily, Nat. Don’t make me go and get them. Turn around and watch everything.” You command her with a threat. It feels like a hard slam in her gut when your threat forces its way to be heard. She closes her eyes and clenches her fists at the same time. Her breathing quickened and her heartbeat doubled in speed. With a heavy heart, she follows what you want and turns. Forcing her eyes open to watch what you are doing.

Dragging sounds follow right after every step you take. Horror-stricken, she stares at you with frightened eyes. She closes her eyes right after she sees you start to pick up the lifeless woman that’s drenched with blood by now. Natasha flinches as soon as she hears a loud thud sound and it makes her open her eyes again only to find the dead victim in the tub and one of her hands is hanging out of it, blood slowly dripping one drop after another from the fingers..

“Okay, Natasha. This is why I put the tarp around so the blood won’t go everywhere, plus it’s easier to clean. You can just pull everything away when you are done and burn it.” You casually explain to her then you shove the bloody hand back into the tub. The smell of blood starts to roam free in the air and fill up the room. You take a deep breath. “Do you smell that, darling? Smells like victory and power. It makes you feel that you have someone’s life in your hand. You’ll understand that someday.” You patch a satisfied smile.

The more of the smell evokes her senses the more Nat wants to scream. She turns her head away from you.

“Ah ah ah. Look at me here. I want to show you the next thing to do to get rid of the dead bodies.” Your erie command reminds her of your previous threat, forcing her one more time to avert her eyes to you. You love how you slowly have control over Natasha.

“We have to dissolve the body with acid, it usually takes two days or so. It doesn’t smell like anything.” You speak as you take a few jugs of acid and pour it into the tub. “Oh Natty, I wish you could see how blisters start to show up on the skin from the acid.” A sinister giggle escapes as you tell her what’s happening. You feel a rush of blood go all over your body, giving you excitement.

“Stop. Please stop talking.” Her head hangs low as she begs under her breath. “James helps me every now and then.” a new name floats out of your lips. She hears you snap your finger and loud heavy footsteps echoes.

A big tall man gets caught in her field of sight. His expression looks cold as he pushes the bath away to another room with no question asked.

You wash your hands again, smudge of blood on your clothes but it doesn’t bother you at all. What you are doing next lures her curiosity more. Her mind questions what machine you just reached. Her eyebrows furrow when she sees James bring back a quite large clear bag filled with bones and put it next to the electric saw and bone grinder machine.

She hopes that it’s not what she thinks it is but too bad it was indeed bones. Natasha instantly recoils in horror once you turn on the machine and cuts the bone in half. “This is what the bones look like after the acid dissolves everything for two days. So–” Natasha’s words didn’t let you finish yours.

“That’s… Those are the bones from— from another dead person?” She stuttered, swallowed the lump of fear in the back of her throat.

“Oh, honey. Do you really want me to answer that? I’m sure you know what’s the answer.” You coo tauntingly, making her take a step back in revulsion.

You continue speaking as if it’s a usual thing for you. “So fingerprints are gone now, the next two things you need to get rid of are teeth and bone marrow. They can get you caught if the cops find them.” Your face is as serious as a teacher teaching her students.

You start to grind all the bones, piece by piece. Cracking and clattering sounds loud. Like it or not, Nat hears it loud and clear. “Now the teeth are gone. Last but not least, the bone marrow.” You look at her while you scrape it off the bone and put it in the bowl.

“Please, don’t tell me that you eat those.” Grimace creeps up on her face and her stomach churns.

“I’m just a killer, not a cannibal, love. I feed them to the dogs. They love it.” You stated.

Bitterness filled her mouth and she wanted to puke. She runs to the bathroom and barfs. “Don’t worry, Natasha. You’ll get used to it.” You reassure her unemotionally.

“Then James will spread the ashes to the ocean and cleans the rest. Voila! How to get rid of dead bodies 101. All done.” You proudly announce with a big smile. Natasha sniffs and looks at you standing in front of the glass room.

She storms to you and screams in front of your face with her fists slamming the glass that’s standing tall between the two of you. “Let me go! I will send you to hell, you evil!” Her pulse slammed in her neck.

“Sssshhhhh..” You put your index finger in front of your lips as you try to shush her. Weirdly, it subconsciously calms her down slowly but surely. Natasha starts to notice how you can put her in a huge wave of emotion yet you calm her down too. She doesn’t like how you can have control over her mind and emotion so easily. She hates it, she hates you. She takes another step back from you.

“Oh Sweet Natasha.. I AM hell.” Your bone chilling whispers slithers into her ear. With that, you walk away to the stairs. “Just keep it in that little mind of yours, that could be you.” You warn her one more time.

_____

It's been two months. You have been doing the same whole blood curdling process to your next victims in front of her every other day over and over on purpose, to get it into her mind. All she sees are your victims even when she closes her eyes. Those lifeless bodies that were forced to turn into ashes and dog food. All she hears is the sounds of the bones crushed and grinded. It drives her crazy. She can’t run away from all those views and sounds that haunt her every night. Natasha refuses to eat since your first gruesome warning. Her skin turns paler and paler. Until one day, she gets too weak and passes out. You have to admit, it got you all worried and all you want to do is take care of her. Luckily, you are a doctor, you know what to do.

“Please stop. Please.” A soft plea slips subconsciously, her head moves left and right slowly as if she is having a nightmare. Her eyelids slowly open, she blinks slowly. A weak whimper escapes her lips. You have been waiting for her to wake up, sitting next to her bed after you give her what she needs. Empty bags of IV and liquid food are hanging on the corner of the room.

She lays her hands on her head from the headache she feels. You can see from her movement that she feels so weak but her color has come back. Soon, she notices the band aid on the back of her hands from the IV needles earlier but her mind thinks it was from something else and panic starts to land on her. She feels your presence so close to her and her head turns quickly following her instinct. “Get away from me! What did you do to me?!”

“You passed out for quite a long time but you had enough IV to rehydrate you and liquid food to give you back your energy.” You answer with a relieved smile but it wasn’t enough to gain her trust back on you.

The weak woman in front of you gets off the bed suddenly despite how weak she is. She trips yet quickly crawls away from you to the corner. Your heart wrenched from seeing her like this. You didn’t want to make her like this but you know you had to, so she won’t run away from you. Oh the irony. You never feel like this before, you even think that you want to redeem yourself in front of her but still keep her under your control.

Her body curls up in the corner. Her knees are folded up to her chest, hugging them closer. Her body rocks back and forth. You walk slowly towards her. Your footsteps sound closer to her and it triggers her even worse reaction towards you. Your eyes search for hers but you fail miserably, she buries her face on to her knees. You can hear her muffled words. “Get away from me! Please! Stop everything!”

You crouch down to her level and her body flinches as your touch lands on her shoulder and she cries harder. She tries to move away as far as she can but the walls trap her.

“Ssshh.. It’s okay. I’m here. Don’t worry.” You try to hug her but she starts to fight you. Her hands try to push you away, to hit you or whatever she can do to you to prevent you from getting closer. “Don’t touch me! I don’t want you here!” Your strength defeats her and you wrap your arms around her.

She still tries to get out of your arms for a few seconds. “Please stop! I can’t take it anymore. I beg you.” She cries. You feel her body shake.

The second you rub her back and rock her slowly and whisper “Sssh. Okay. Okay. Don’t worry, darling.” Natasha starts to calm down. Her cries start to fade and that makes you feel better. “I promise I won't ever try to escape ever, I won’t ask you to let me go either. Just please stop making me watch what you do to those bodies, to those bones. Please.” You feel her body start to get warmer and sweats trickle down her spine. Her tears soak your shirt.

“Good girl. That’s my good girl. I will stop doing it. Just don't ever leave me and do as I say, okay?” You confirmed. She nods in your hug. You love it when she even snuggles up more to you. Oh the things you would do for her and how far you would go on things only for her. You are obsessed with her, it’s not even funny. Natasha doesn’t know what is happening to her. She hates your touch yet it comforts her. The overwhelming feelings took her energy despite the IV and the food you gave her. You carry her to the bed. Part of her wants you to stay, the rest of her wants you not even an inch close to her. She hates everything that’s happening now but she hates the fact how one simple touch of a killer like you, let alone the hug can give her a whiplash of feelings and emotions by now. Her eyes are heavy the second her head lands on the pillow. You get back to your seat next to her bed. She sees you hold her hand, the hands that were covered with innocents’ blood.

“Go to sleep, darling. You’ll feel better soon. I’ll be here. Sssh..” A whisper from you easily sends her to slumber as her eyes close slowly.

_____

The day after Natasha’s mental breakdown, she is quiet. Your plan worked. She doesn’t beg you to let her go anymore. From her eyes, you can see that she is traumatized and defeated. You feel less resentment from her against your presence. She eats the food you gave her. Just like you promised before, you didn’t bring any dead victims home nor make her watch you get rid of them.

Days turn to weeks and weeks lead to a month then two. Your effort to talk with her finally shows some progress. The unexpected solace she got from your touch and hugs crumbled her invisible wall from you. Both of you start to tell each other more about yourselves. Sometimes you even spend time with her in her glass room, talking about a lot of things. Sometimes you give her space and you sit outside.

One day, the conversation got a little deeper. You ask her about the past and what that is really going on with her life before you keep her to yourself..

“Well, I work three jobs so I can make enough money for me and to help my sister’s college fund.” She answers. “Yelena?” You ask.

“How did you–ugh why am I surprised that you know, you stalked me for crying out loud.” She ends her confusion with a sarcastic remark and an upset eye roll. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I had to. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to steal you away and you wouldn’t be here.” A mischievous smirk appears after your casual response.

“So, it must be hard for you to work three jobs.”

“It pays the bill and I can save extra money for myself too. I like all the jobs I have, except..” A frown quickly appears followed by a helpless sigh.

“Except what, Nat? Tell me.”

“Except, my boss at the restaurant. He’s a pervert asshole. His hands always get so touchy to me, I hate it.” It’s obvious to see that Nat really hates the mentioned man.

“Disgusting son of a bitch. Quit the job, Nat.” You demand dominantly. “I can’t. That job pays the highest compared to the other two. I need the money. I’m stuck. He threatened me that if I quit, he would give bad references to other restaurant owners he knows. He knows my landlord as well, he would easily tell him to kick us out. We have nowhere to go.” She looks down to the floor as she takes in a deep disappointed breath. She knows she should’ve quit no matter what but like it or not she has to stay.

Anger rush through all your body. Your lips pressed in a straight line. You bite the inside of your cheeks. Silence rapidly dominates the room. What you just heard from Natasha causes a huge ripples of jealousy in you. One of your hands clenched into a fist. No one can touch her, not even an inch or a gentle tap. She is yours only. You slowly sipped a drink while in deep thought. The silence is deafening until you say something that literally has a lot of meaning in it.

“Quit the job, Nat. I will take care of everything. Everything.”

_____

A scream with agony woke Natasha up. She knows it wasn't yours. It's a familiar male voice. "Aargh! Let me go! Who are you? What do you want from me?" The man rambles, his loud panting shows distress and pain.

"Oohhh Natty! I got a surprise for you." You call her with an excited sing-song tone and all giggling.

The noises and the commotion evaporate her sleepy state and she gets up to check what's happening. She quickly recognized the man with ease. It's her pervy boss.

"You want money? I will give you as much as you ask. Just let me go!" The wounded man pleads. Her heart drops when she sees him all wounded and has bad scratches. His clothes are ripped in some parts with both hands tied together in the front and his ankles are tied up as well, bruises and some blood shown around his lips and some part of his skin.

"Dreykov? Y/n? What are you doing? What did you do to him?" Bewildered, she questions you about his very existence right now kneeling in front of you.

The older heavy set man drags his gaze to where Natasha is and surely he soon recognizes her face.

“Natasha? Is that you? Do you know this crazy sadistic bitch? She dragged me around with her car! I don’t even know her. Help!” You can hear his voice sounds so scared for his life, you always love hearing the fear from your victim’s voice. You grab a wine bottle from the counter nearby and hit him, hard enough to give him pain but not deadly just yet.

“Shut up, you pig!” You yell at him, he fell down from the impact..so weak..and helpless. “Please, what did I do to you?” He asks once more, his curiosity demands answers from you.

“Y/n..” she calls you but it goes straight over your head.

You lean down and pull his head back by his hair. “Oh you didn’t do anything to me but you made her life horrible. You disgusting motherfucker. Nobody touched my sweet Natasha.” You answer him with gritted teeth. Guilty and realization appears on his face eventually. He knows what you meant despite his confusion. “Yeah, you know what you did, didn’t you?” You utter creepily.

“Y/n..”

“Yes, love?” you finally respond to her call. You light up a cigarette and hit a few puffs as if nothing crazy is going on right now.

“Why did you bring him here? Did you really drag him around with your car?!” She is close to done waiting for your answer as she asks you one more time with a panic tone. Deep down, she can’t believe that you found him. Fear quickly builds up in her, Natasha knows what would you do to him, how far and how bad you can be.

“Oh just for a few miles, Nat. Juuust enough to let him feel the pain and the burn on his skin.” you describe nonchalantly, your hand casually moves a gesture with a cigarette between your fingers. As much as you want to drag him to death like a lit cigarette, you think it’s too soon. You want the man to suffer a little more.

The dark haired man panting in fear and pain. You put the cig in your mouth as your left hand grabs a loaded revolver gun and pull the hammer back then point it at him. “What if you can kill this douchebag, Natty?” The click sound from the gun and your question send panic to Natasha and Dreykov in a split second.

“Y/n? No, I don’t want to kill him. I don’t want his blood getting on my hand! Let him go!”

“Please! Please! Don’t shoot me. I promise I won’t do anything to her anymore! I won’t say anything about this! Please! I beg you! I have a wife and a kid!” The Russian man begs for his dear life. The more you hear his voice, the angrier you get. His pleas didn’t help at all, it made the urge to kill him stronger.

“Y/n!” Natasha screams your name, trying to distract you as her hands hit the glass multiple times, frustratedly.

You chuckle a little while you ignore her. “Do you think telling me you have a wife and a kid will make me feel pity for you??!! It’s even fucking WORSE!” You push the gun’s barrel into his temple.

“Y/N! STOP IT!”

“OKAY OKAY! I’m sorry! PLEASE! PLEASE DON’T!” He trembles, his body shakes in terror from how close death is right now..

Screamings from all three of you overlap and quickly fill up the room but suddenly shattered with the much louder sound of a shot you pulled. Natasha flinched and her heart beat faster. She sees the man that she hates now screams in great pain on both his tied up hands. Blood is all over his hands after a bullet went through both of his palms. “That was for every time you touched her.”

All Nat can do right now is standing there. Helpless and can’t stop what you are doing to the older man.

“Arrgh! You shot my hands! What the fuck!” He screams with agitation as he rolls around. “Get on your knees facing her!” You instruct him as the gun still points at him, this time it’s back to the direction of his head. Dreykov struggles to do as he’s told but finally manages to do so.

You can see his face gets all red from trying to handle the pain. You love it, this is what you want. “Nat, I can drag him into your room so you can kill him. Are you sure that you don't want to do it?”

He clenches his jaws, his breathing is faster than a sprinting runner. The satisfaction you have in seeing him suffer is priceless yet insatiable. “No! y/n! I don’t want to kill him!” She refuses angrily and turns around to avoid seeing Dreykov’s dead end fate.

Natasha is angry with herself and the conflicted feeling. Part of her, she loathes him wholeheartedly. Another part of her, she wants you to let him go. Then your offer caught her attention faster than it shouldn’t be.

“Will you love me if I kill this piece of shit for you, Nat?” Your question made her skin crawl but she turned to you anyway.

“I see that I caught your attention, sweetheart. I will do the dirty work for you if you are not ready to kill yet.” You give her a smirk. “Y/n, I’m not gonna kill anybody! Ever! I’m not LIKE YOU!” She denies it aggressively. Her voice turned raspy from screaming her lungs out.

"Okay then, how about…we play a little game? I will count to 5 and all you need to do is say the word STOP and I will let him go BUT… if you don't say the word until I'm done counting, I will blow his fucking head and off he goes to hell. Does that sound like fun? Hmmm?" Your gaze jumps around from the wounded weak Dreykov and Natasha back and forth, waiting for an answer.

"No. No. Please. I'm sorry for what I did to her. Just let me go." The man begged your forgiveness one more time, his hands shaking from the trauma that your bullet had brought and left a hole in his hands. Blood slowly flows out of the wound. His busted lips tremble.

“Ready? Remember, Natty. One..simple..rule.. Say the word STOP, not “Don’t kill him.” or “No.” or whatever other words you want to say. Don’t even bother calling my name either because it won’t stop me from turning his brain into a mush. It’s very easy. Say STOP. “ Natasha sees your remorseless face from the corner of her eyes while you are talking about your twisted game.

“And you, be nice to her. Beg her if you need to.” You whisper as your devilish knowing smirk turns into an ominous laugh. The tip of the gun gets closer to his forehead.

“5..” You count out loud.

“Why are you making me do this?!” Nat asks hysterically.

“4..”

“Romanoff!! Please don’t let her shoot me!” Dreykov desperately begs. The beads of sweat start to roll off his forehead. He tries to move his head away from the gun but you follow wherever it moves.

“I don’t want you to kill him, Y/n!” Natasha screams, she knows time is running out. She feels her mind is spinning. Her eyes flooded with tears of frustration.

“3..” Your voice sends the number out even louder.

“Natasha! I’m sorry! I’m sorry for everything! Just please say THE FUCKING WORD!” His voice breaks. He breathes faster from screaming his pleads out. Taking the air in so he can beg louder hoping it will wake Nat’s sense.

“I hate you! I hate you!” Natasha cries her anger out. She doesn’t even know who the words are for. She hits the glass as hard as she can, multiple times. Loud bangs echo in the room. The pain on her hands and the sting in her throat don’t even bother her anymore.

“2..tik tok Natasha.”

“ROMANOOOOF! I will give anything you want! Please let me live!!!! STOP! STOP!” Dark clouds of fear for his life forcing him to say the word himself even though he knows it won’t save his life.

She turns her back on you and Dreykov, she slides down weakly and starts crying. The coldness of the glass touches her back. She breaks down. “I can’t! I can’t do this anymore! Please, don’t push me! I don’t want to hear it!” Her hands turn cold and shaking. She covers her ears, her fingers start to pull her own hair. Her eyes are closed. Her knees weaken. She is terrified of herself! One easy word is so hard to get out of her lips. Her tongue refuses to form the word, no matter how hard she tries. Her heart drummed.

Adrenaline rush blasts all over your body, feeding the repulsive black hole in you. Every count pulls the tip of the gun barrel closer to him. His jaws are tightening. “Aarrrrgghh!” he screeches hopelessly, forced to accept his death sentence from you, or from Natasha, to be exact.

“1…” The metal sticks to the skin of his head, you push as hard as you can, it hurts him. He closes his eyes from his last anticipation.

“BANG!!!!” You shout in front of his face. You push a short hard jolt on his forehead with your gun at the same time you shout and make the man flinch. No triggers were pulled nor bullets blasted its deadly shells. You laugh maniacally. Obviously, you are poking fun out of his trepidation. Soon, Dreykov realizes that he is still alive, he opens his eyes.

“How does it feel to be helpless, huh?! That’s how you made her feel! You make her feel helpless, you disgusting bastard!” you asks in an eerie angry tone.

Natasha stands up and turns around. She can’t deny that disappointment sagged through her but of course she won’t admit that to herself. She still convinces herself that she didn’t say the word because she knows your game. She thinks that she didn’t say the key word because you won’t shoot him that soon because you want to torture him more but was it really the reason?

She is disgusted by herself. She remembers your face and your voice telling her that she is the same monster as you are. Her eyes rounded, her chest rising and falling from the intensity in the room and the war in her mind.

“Y/n, please put the gun down. You don’t have to kill him. I forgive him.” She lies. She lies to you and herself at the same time. She despises her lies but that’s the only way for her to trick her mind.

“Did you really, nat? Did you?” You know what’s going on in her head from what happened, you know your question bothers her. Waking up the unease feelings she tries to tame. Once again, Dreykov's voice brought her back from her daze.

“You fucking bitch!!!! You think you are cool playing with my mind and my life?!! Soon, my family will look for me and the cops will find you! You will rot in jail! And you, Natasha! You try to kill me by not saying the fucking word! I swear I will make your life and your sister’s life horrible as long as I want because I can! I will—” Trap in great terror of losing his life pushed Dreykov to the edge and furious. Forcing his rambling out followed by threats but another loud blasts break the sound barrier and the hot bullet forces its way through Dreykov's head. Natasha flinches from the sounds. Her ears ring from the gunshot blare.

In a split second, he falls back, lifeless. Blood stains splatter all over and drench his head. You didn’t allow him to finish once you heard him attack Natasha with his menacing words and when you heard Natasha cry her apology.

Her heart falls down to her stomach. “WHAT THE FUCK! Y/n!”

"Such a shame. I didn't want him to die that easy. I was gonna drown him alive in the acid. Oh well." You comment out your disappointment in a flat tone as you shrug your shoulders casually as if you didn't just kill another person.

"I didn't want you to kill him, y/n!" She exasperates.

"Then why didn't you say the word, Nat?"

And there it is, the ugly truth finally comes out. The one that she didn't want to hear. Like a slap in the face, it alarms her yet catches all of her words. She doesn't know what to say yet perhaps she knows the answer to your question.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." You mumble under your breath as you proceed to what you have to do next…to Dreykov's dead body.

Pt. 2

A/n: Welp, that's it for today! I hope you enjoy the intense rollercoaster ride! Let me know what you think. Reblog, comment and input are always appreciated. Follow me for more and see you in next!

Cheerio!

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myreygn · 1 year

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hello rey!! happy birthday and and congrats on passing 300+ followers!! <3

may i please request anything with lee genya or gyomei? i love those two so much! take all the time you need and i hope your feel better soon!! <3

moving the mountain

summary: Gyomei humbly asks for help with his training and Mitsuri, Tengen and Sanemi more or less humbly agree to help him. Or rather, to take him down at whatever cost.

an: thank you sm nat you're the sweetest <3 and thanks for sending in a request ofc! i went with lee gyomei for this one because i'm not really familiar with genya yet, i hope that's okay and you have fun with it! <3 (also: yey my first tword demon slayer fic :D)

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update: there is a sequel to this fic!

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Thirty minutes. It had been thirty minutes and Mitsuri was at her wits’ end with this task.

“Distract me,” Gyomei had said. “Make me lose balance,” he had said, “I’m sure the three of you together will be able to come up with something efficient enough to disturb me.” And Mitsuri had been sure of that too, because, well, in theory it should be fairly easy to get Gyomei to lose his balance on the slim metal pole he had stuck upright into the ground and was standing on with one leg. Especially because it was him against the united power of ‘the three most distracting Hashira for entirely different reasons each’, as Master Kagaya had described them once with a fond smile on his face. Whereas Tengen had just laughed and thanked him, Mitsuri was still unsure on how exactly the Master had meant that and Sanemi had most definitely not taken the comment as a compliment.

A look of displeasure similar to the one she remembered from that day was actually showing on his face right now as he grabbed the handle of his katana. “Screw this!” When Sanemi had refused to join the exercise at first and Tengen had chipped in with a cheerful ‘I get it, you’re scared you can’t do it’, that had already been enough to rile the Wind Hashira up. Naturally the fact that he really couldn’t do it now led to an escalation of the finest order.

“Do I have to remind you that real weapons are off the table, Shinazugawa?” Gyomei smiled softly and Sanemi let go of the katana with a low growl.

“Relax, my not so flamboyant little friend!” Tengen gave Sanemi a pat on the back, only to pull his hand back immediately to avoid the following bite. “We haven’t tried everything yet, there’s no reason to resort to rule breaking. We’re gonna win this fair and square!”

“I cannot wait.” Gyomei was the embodiment of relaxation. “Although I may also remind you that this is not a competition, dear Uzui.”

“Of course this is a competition!” Sanemi spat and glared at the Sound Hashira. “Then tell me, dear Uzui, how we’re gonna win fair and square against this mountain!”

“Well, for one we could… hm.”

“What was that?”

“Hang on a second…”

“I’m listening.”

“Oh, that’s new.”

“HEY-”

Mitsuri drowned out the boys’ bickering for a moment and examined the clouds, thinking. It was no real surprise to her that it wasn’t easy to make the Stone Hashira lose balance, she just hadn’t anticipated it to be this hard. They were three against one, for heaven’s sake! It wasn’t even an actual fight, it was just Gyomei on a metal pole holding multiple weights in each hand! She looked up at him and felt her face flush with heat. He stood there like a statue, looking straight ahead!

Like a statue…?

“I got it!” Mitsuri chirped, twirling around to her fellow ‘most distracting Hashira’. Not a moment too early, apparently; Sanemi had his hands extended, reaching for Tengen’s throat, with Tengen pushing him back being the only thing that saved him from a gruesome death. Oh boy. No wonder Gyomei had been so confident to take them on, they made for a horrible team. But not for much longer! “Guys! Focus! I have the solution!”

“Kill-”

“Noo, nonono, not killing anyone!” Mitsuri put her hands on her hips and shot Sanemi a rebuking glare. “We don’t hurt each other, remember? Tengen, mind if I climb on your shoulders?”

“Of course not,” the Sound Hashira said, already scrambling down. Mitsuri heard Sanemi scoff and actively decided to not give a shit before quickly getting onto Tengen’s shoulders.

“Alright, now bring me closer to Gyomei. I’m gonna try tickling.”

Another scoff. “We already tried that, you dumb-”

“You might wanna watch your mouth around her, Shinazugawa.”

“Guys, please!” Mitsuri flicked her fingers against Tengen’s head and looked at Sanemi. “You’re right, we did. But we only tickled his torso for a bit and when that didn’t work, we didn’t try anything else.”

She was well aware that Gyomei was listening to every word she was saying, but it honestly didn’t matter. Knowing about what was gonna happen wouldn’t change the outcome: loss of balance. Mitsuri took a deep breath. It had to work!

Sanemi crossed his arms in front of his chest, following her with his eyes like a hawk. “And what should we have tried, in your expert opinion?”

“This.” With that, Mitsuri began to lightly scribble her nails over the sides of Gyomei’s neck. The ever so slight hint of a wince went through his body, aside from that he didn’t show any reaction whatsoever. That was alright. She could wait.

“Wow, impressive, it’s doing nothing.”

Mitsuri couldn’t help but roll her eyes a little. “Have you ever heard of patience, Shinazugawa? Just trust me.”

To be fair, if their roles had been reversed, she wouldn’t have had the biggest faith in the plan either. From her premium spot on Tengen’s shoulders though, she had an excellent view when Gyomei’s neck muscles tightened, when the corners of his mouth began to twitch. But when the first giggle slipped out, even Sanemi heard it.

Which didn’t mean that he was convinced yet. No, of course not, that would’ve been too easy. “Okay, he’s laughing. So? He did that before.”

“I told you to be patient, didn’t I!” Mitsuri increased her effort a little. Only to make Gyomei crumble faster and definitely not to prove a point to Sanemi. Ahem. Luckily, her plan didn’t take too much longer to unfold.

When it happened, Gyomei was far from out of breath, but his cheeks were tainted in a soft shade of pink and he was giggling without restraint. “Mihitsurihi- ghahaha, slohow dohohown…”

“Can’t do, sorry big guy,” she grinned, then she drilled her fingers into the especially sensitive spot right next to his collarbone and the Stone Hashira tilted his head with a soft squeak. Mitsuri let out a triumphant cheer. There it was. The key to victory.

“Dohon’t- yohou cahahan’t-” Gyomei’s head followed her hand when it wandered a bit to the front, his chin pressing down in an attempt to block the attack but only succeeding in trapping Mitsuri’s fingers where they happily wiggled and scribbled against the sensitive skin. “Eheheheek! Mitsurihi!”

“Ha! Gotcha now, big guy!” Deciding to up the level, she put her second hand into play to scribble on the other side of Gyomei’s neck, smiling in delight when the usually so calm warrior tilted his head to the side with a squeak, then back to her other hand and to the side again, trying to block everything at once. “Tengen, come on, help me!”

The former shinobi chuckled as he obliged, making the twitching and shifting increase in intensity. “Clever, Kanroji. You force him to move his head, which will make him lose balance, am I right?” Upon her nod he gave her leg a quick pat. “Excellent plan.”

“I mean, yeah, that’s all nice and fun, but what about me?” Sanemi stood next to Tengen, looking up at them with a scowl. “I don’t feel very included right now.”

Mitsuri was tempted to tell him that this was what he got for being so rude, but she knew exactly that she would never hear the end of it. “Don’t feel bad. You get to go for the kill, that’s the best part!”

“The kill?” Sanemi raised his eyebrows and looked at her, then his gaze wandered down Gyomei’s body and he pulled his lips into an evil smirk. “Oh. That kill.”

“Nohoho, dohon’t!” Gyomei snorted quietly. His face was flushed bright red by now, both from the tickling and the strain to keep his balance, and laughing tears were pricking in the corners of his eyes. “Stohop thihihis!”

“You know how to stop it, big guy,” Mitsuri whistled, her chest swelling with pride - her plan was working! “Or rather, we know how to stop this. Do it!”

A spasm went through Gyomei’s entire body and he let out something close to a cry when Sanemi’s fingers made contact with his knee. Mitsuri leaned back a little, trying to not abandon her own task and catch a glimpse of his work at the same time. To her surprise, Sanemi wasn’t squeezing the knee in that rough manner she was used to from him. Instead, he scribbled his fingers ever so softly over Gyomei’s stretched out knee cap, making the Stone Hashira snort and squeal repeatedly in between his laughs.

“AHA- Shihinazugahahawaha, plehehehease! Nahahat thehe knehehees!”

“You heard Kanroji, big guy,” Tengen trolled, “If you want this to stop, you gotta do it yourself.”

And then, finally, Gyomei made it stop.

The weights he had been holding dropped to the ground, almost smashing Sanemi and Tengen’s feet in the process, then the Stone Hashira quite literally stumbled off the metal pole to get away from the tickling as fast as possible.

None of them bothered to try and keep it up. Mitsuri cheered and let herself get lifted further in the air by Tengen, then he put her down and gave her a double high five. Even Sanemi was grinning from ear to ear and hit her on the back. “Good job.”

“I have to agree, good job.” They all turned their attention towards Gyomei who was still a little flushed but had apparently caught his breath. “You managed to disturb me with something as simple as tickling.” He shook his head with a soft smile pulling at his lips, as if he was in disbelief over himself. “Well played.”

Mitsuri could sense Tengen and Sanemi tense up next to her and felt all color fade from her face when the soft smile suddenly turned into a mischievous smirk.

“Now, it’s my turn.”

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Alone || Till Death Do Us Part

The Twins mood had seemed to worsen increasingly, during Daryl and Evie's departure, the more people that greeted Natalia, seemed to irritate them more. Archie wasn't enjoying the attention, the heat, or the noise, either.

Judith and Henry had tried their best to help out, whilst Lydia shadowed them, quietly. Natalia left her alone, but made show to keep an eye on the people around her, making sure they wouldn't be giving the girl grief whilst she managed to adapt to the polar change of living for the past decade.

When she had been able to wander off, whilst Henry was distracted with fetching clean rags to help with the mess of lunch, Natalia "gently" pushed the teenager to go after her, who was reluctant to leave the woman with four small children.

Natalia had convinced the girls to focus on Luke's performance, who had also managed to talk Alden into. Enid, Connie and Kelly had offered to keep their eyes on the twins, as well as the two men, whilst Natalia went in search of a quiet room to put her son down for a nap.

"What's the point, Daddy's gonna miss it." Daisy furrowed her brows, her arms crossed as she frowned at the grass.

"Yeah, he's not gonna know how good we are, what's the point?" Bambi agreed, copying her sisters stance.

"Because, Daddy might not be here, but Mommy is, and I really, really wanna see how amazing my girls are, you said that Luke said you have the voices of angels"

"It's true, you have gifted children, well done." Luke stepped in, nodding at the woman, who gave him a gingerly smile before turning back to her twins.

"I'm so excited to see, and then when Daddy gets back, you can perform it for him, too, and Aunt Michonne and Aunt Carol, and your sister." Natalia told them, whilst she bounced Archie, who was crying his eyes out for a nap.

"But you're going too!" Daisy accused.

"No I'm not, but honey, Archie's been up all day, and he's only a baby, and babies need lots of sleep, but Aunt Rosita and Uncle Eugene are in the house, they won't mind watching him whilst I come back, it'll only be for two seconds. Besides, when I get back, it'll be time for the movie, and you don't want Arch crying all the way through it, it'll suck so bad."

"Cause he's a stupid baby, you should of never had him." Bambi scoffed, a surprising statement from the usually kind girl.

"Bambi Elizabeth, that's not a kind thing to say, not at all, you don't mean that." Natalia took her daughters small hand, gently.

"I'm sorry, Mommy, I'm just upset." She sniffed.

"And that's okay to feel upset, I wish Daddy was here, too, but Archie didn't do anything wrong, he's only little."

"I'm sorry, Archie." The girl gave her brother a kiss on the head.

"Just go, we got this." Enid assured her, when she stood up, instead of the crouched over position she was just in. "Evie used to have the same problem, me and Carl managed her." She smiled.

"Oh, Enid, how I love you so, but you underestimate a pair of Dixon Twins, but you already offered."

"It's fine, they can't be that bad." She laughed.

Natalia gave her a quick squeeze before darting towards the building Rosita and Eugene were held up in, keeping her head down in order not to be stopped by any more greetings, that's when she bumped into a blonde woman wearing an pretty green dress, sporting an straw hat.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." She quickly apologised, looking at the woman, someone she didn't know, she must've been from either the kingdom or Hilltop.

Judith's group were the first people who had been accepted in, since the Jocelyn incident, and Oceanside had never liked newbies.

Something seemed oddly familiar about the woman, but Natalia had never seen her, in her entire life, odd.

"Not to worry, dear." The woman said, her voice was high pitched, it was obvious she was trying to fake the accent, cause she was failing miserably. "Hi, I'm Debra, from Alexandria."

"Oh, uhm, I'm Nat, or, Natalia, sorry, did you say you were from Alexandria?"

Natalia stared at her for a moment, trying to work out who this person is, until Archie begun another loud wave of cries.

"How old is ya boy?" The woman asked.

"Oh, he's only four months old, he's never been around this large of a crowd of people before, bit of a shock for him." She replied politely.

"And the father, he not around to help you?"

"Oh, no, uh, Daryl's gone with the others, yeah, he's helping them out."

"A man leaving his wife to fend for the kids to go out and do who knows what? Nasty, useless creatures, a waste of time and resources."

"Oh." Natalia paused. "Uhm, I've really got to get going, I promised the twins I'd get back for their performance, lovely to meet you, though." She hurried away, her smile instantly dropping. "What a freak." She muttered to Archie, who received a harsh wail in response. "Yeah, I know, being adorable and a lovely presence to be around, is exhausting, believe me, I do it on the daily."

Once Rosita assured Natalia that her and Eugene, who were both working on some electrical wire thingy, that they'd both keep their eye on the baby, Natalia went back towards the crowds, finding the auditorium, Jerry, Nabila and their three children, were sat beside Judith and the twins, who were sharing a seat.

"Mommy!" Daisy cheered, but was shushed by someone in the crowd.

Natalia frowned in the direction as she sat down with her girls.

"Where's Enid?" She asked.

"She's with Alden, we said we'd take them here." Jerry grinned at her, passing over a bowl of popcorn.

"And Henry?"

"Fixing the pipes." He replied.

"Lydia?"

"She's sat over there, she's waiting for Henry to come back." Judith answered.

"Oh, okay then."

"Hey, relax, everything and everyone's fine." Nabila told her.

"Yeah, yep, everyone's fine." She muttered, smiling at the woman before looking back at the screen, as her twins climbed into her lap, all three of them squeezing into the chair comfortably.

As soon as the light of the projector had turned on, and the film began, the room erupted into cheers and claps, Natalia couldn't get enough of the wonder and amazement on her kids faces, even her nieces.

"Cool, huh?" She whispered to the ten year old, wrapping an arm around her as they watched the cartoon.

Nabila and Jerry whispered to one another about the King's absence, until Daisy sat up from where her head layed against Natalia's chest, glaring at the pair until they quieted down, then proceeded to lay her head, again.

"Sorry, lil Dixon." Jerry whispered, a laugh hidden in his tone.

Natalia hugged her girls tight, her daughters and her niece, she hadn't even realised a giant smile was on her own face, not until Bambi had began tracing it, looking at her mom in her own awe.

It was the next day, when the bubble was burst for her, when the group had come back, Siddiq among them, who's head was bandaged up.

Dark eye bags settled underneath all of their eyes, and tears stained their cheeks, Evie, who had clung on to her fathers arm, Carol on the other side, lunged for her mother, hysterically crying into Natalia's shoulder, as her whole body shook.

"He's gone, Mommy, he's gone." She weeped. "Henry. He's-" She couldn't continue her sentence as sobs overcome her once again.

"Where did he go?" Bambi asked, gently, patting her sisters back.

"What happened?" Natalia asked Daryl, rubbing Evie's back as Ezekiel came to Carol's aid, allowing the man to swoop up his children, holding them tightly as he looked down, sniffing as he shook his head.

Siddiq had been the one to get on stage, to tell the four communities what had happened, at the funeral of their people, of Natalia's friends, Tara, Enid, and Henry, they were gone, as well as so many other loved ones.

"I was there. I was taken with the others. And I saw... I was supposed to die with them. I was ready to. Then Alpha whispered in my ear, "Tell them." Something hit me and everything went black. And when I woke up, I was alone. What happened was evil. It was evil. And I think she left me alive to tell you that story. To scare you and to drive us all apart again. But I want to tell you a different story." Siddiq told the crowd of the mourning people, of the ones they had lost, the children of Hilltop, their leader and their doctor. The prince of the kingdom, the highway men, Adam, the baby's, new mother, and the Saviours that had joined them, became their friends and helped to build towards their future.

"See, before the end... Ozzy, Alek and DJ found us... They gave us an opening, and everyone fought back... They fought like hell... And what they did... Was more than brave... 'Cause they defended each other... And they sacrificed for each other... And some of them... they didn't even know each other, but they still fought like they did. Like they were family. 'Till the very end. And in the end, they-- their time was cut short, but ours keeps going. So we have to keep going. For them, and... for all of us... We need to honour them. We need to honour them, and we need to remember these friends, our family, died as hero's. That's the story that I want to tell you. That's the story that I want us to remember."

Evie muffled her cries into her mothers shoulder, she hadn't felt a loss like this since her first father had died, Henry was her best friend, Enid, she knew since she was little, since she had gotten to Alexandria, one of the few other kids that knew what it was like to lose a parent, and then they met Carl, and he became a part of that, but he was gone, too.

Natalia's heart broke, her daughter losing another person, only at the age of sixteen, and to top it off, she had to witness how, seeing his head on that pike, that he was turned, and to hear that he fought to the death in his last moments, and she wasn't there, she wasn't even with him.

Michonne comforted Rosita, who had lost her girlfriend, Natalia had a tight grip on her hand, squeezing three times every so often, reminding her that she wasn't alone, even after all this.

Tara won't be forgotten, and she won't go unavenged.

Months had passed, and a cruel winter was setting in.

And soon enough, the Kingdom had fallen.

Natalia had ended up back in Alexandria with all the kids, whilst, Michonne, Daryl, and Aaron helped the Kingdom relocate to the Hilltop during the harsh snow storm.

Evie had stayed back, deciding not to go with Daryl and the others, but Lydia had, the two had noticed the blondes push back from the other girl, wanting nothing to do with her, barely able to stay in the same room for small periods of time, it was too painful, because all she could see was her best friend and what the girls mother had done to him.

The nightmares had gotten so bad, that Evie had resorted into having to stay in her parents bed, with Natalia, whilst Daryl took Archie and vacated elsewhere.

Natalia wasn't too fond of the fact that when the conditions of the storm had gotten so bad, that the people of Alexandria had no choice but to break into groups, staying in the homes with the largest fireplaces, which she just so happened to end up in the one with the person she hated most in the world than anyone, Negan Smith.

"I swear to God, I have memorised every square inch of this room, and it still feels like a party." The insufferable man laughed, whilst Rosita handcuffed him.

Natalia rolled her eyes as she bounced an nine month old Archie on her hip, who seemed to reflect his mothers feelings, as he cried, his face red and puffy, lip quivering as he clung to his mothers coat.

"A never-ending party from hell." Rosita humoured him.

"I mean sure, all right, it smells like a barn in here, all bored shitless, but..."

"Language!" Judith snapped, pointing at the twins, who were boredly colouring with Gracie and RJ.

"Shit." Daisy nodded.

"Daisy Caroline, uh uh." Natalia shook her head.

"But he said it!" She pointed at Negan.

"You don't do anything that man does or says." Rosita added.

"Mommy, why is Shit a bad word?" Bambi asked. "Daddy says it."

"Daddy's a grown up." Natalia ran a finger down Archie's face as he continued to whimper and cry.

Daisy let out a frustrated growl as she covered her ears.

"Mommy, shut him up. I drew out of the lines because he's distracting me."

"Honey, he can't help it he's just a-"

"He's just a baby." She rolled her eyes, "and I'm trying to colour, we're all cold, and I miss Daddy too, but all he does is cry!"

"Hey, you cried too, just as much when you were his age." Rosita pointed out.

Daisy furrowed her brows at this knowledge.

"No I didn't." She crossed her arms.

Gabriel snorted at this.

"Uh, yuh huh, your sister lived at my place so she could get some sleep, with the both of you keeping everyone up."

"What about me?" What was I like as a Baby?" Bambi asked.

"You, Missy, puked on me, the second time I met you, just like he did, we called you EJ for months, till your dad made us stop." Rosita smiled, pointing at Eugene.

Daisy giggled loudly at this, whilst Bambi blushed darkly.

"Why did Eugene puke on you?" Gracie asked.

"That's a need to know basis, go back to colouring." Natalia shut the conversation down, placing Archie on the ground so she could dig for another thick sweater, when noticing Evie pull the blanket around herself tightly.

The teenager was sat in the corner, reading a book, Emma, and refusing to look or talk to anyone.

"Hey." Natalia greeted the girl, kneeling beside her as she handed over the sweater.

"Hi." She mumbled, turning over the page of the book.

"What you think so far?"

"S'alrght." She hummed.

"Put the sweater on, you're shivering."

"I'm fine."

"Eves." She sighed.

Evie huffed, snapping the book shut and pulling the sweater over her head.

"Happy now? Can you leave me alone?" She asked.

Natalia was taken aback by this, but decided to pat the girls leg, backing away and giving her the much needed space she demanded.

"Jude, don't sit so close to the window." Siddiq told Judith, who was still staring into the darkness.

She listened, backing away and letting the curtain fall shut.

"Hey, kiddo. you still worried about that mutt?" Negan asked her.

"Hey, don't call my dog a mutt, mutt." Daisy told the man.

"Hey, Daisy, we don't call peop- wait, actually, never mind." Natalia thought. "Just this once, okay?"

"Uncle Daryl told me to take care of him for Aunt Nat whilst he helped the Kingdom move to Hilltop." Judith answered the man. "I don't know where he is."

"It's not your fault, sweets, he'll be okay." Natalia assured her. "He's tough, a lot like you."

Her eyes had wandered to her son, who had crawled his way to Negan, using the mans leg to help himself stand up.

Negan was supporting the baby in order for him not to fall and hurt himself.

"Archie! No, come back here." Natalia told him, scaring the boy, but Negan was quicker to catch him from falling on his backside.

"He's trying to walk, Nat." The man told her.

"Don't call me that. Ro, y'mind grabbing him, I don't want him walking yet, or going near that. I can't either, if you demand he should still be here."

Rosita listened, swooping the baby up.

"Wait, Nat, you're not letting him walk?" Gabriel asked.

"Daryl's not here." She stated, as if that were the obvious response, but when she was still met with confused looks, she was forced to reiterate. "If Archie starts walking and he's not here to see it, he'll be crushed, that's not fair, so if I can just halt it for the moment, until he's back, it'll be fine."

Negan let out a low whistle, amused by this.

"Never had Daryl pegged as that kinda dad that gave a shit."

"Language!" Judith repeated.

Rosita had found his assumption funny, though, letting out a scoff as she shook her head.

"You clearly don't know any of us as much as you seem to think you do." She rolled her eyes.

Before he could respond, something else had caught his attention.

"Does anybody else smell something?" He asked.

"Can you stop being such an asshole?" Siddiq asked, earning a harsh glare from Natalia, because as soon as he said it, her five year olds repeated it.

She envied Michonne, for having a small child that didn't seem it absolutely necessary to repeat every bad word he heard.

"No, he's right, something does smell a little funky in here." Rosita backed the man up, smelling the baby in her arms.

Eugene looked up, sniffing the air, before staring at the fireplace.

"Get away from there!" He demanded, jumping up from his seat to pull Siddiq and Gabriel away, but it was too late as the fireplace exploded.

"As I suspected." Eugene called, once he was able to examine it. "The chimney flue is completely gunkified. What singed your nostrils earlier was no doubt a toxic mixture of creosote and H2O." He then backed out, turning to everyone. "Blizzards done some tearing and blaring. And our chimneys ventilation capabilities are nil to none. It'd be unwise to spark up another blaze lest we plan on ceasing all respiratory functions, A.K.A smoking and choking, and having a lil babe in here, well, it would not be a pretty sight, and an painful end for the fella."

"God, I missed you, Eugene." Negan smiled at him.

"I can't say the same." He replied.

"Mommy, I'm cold!" Daisy looked up, as her and Bambi huddled around their mother.

"I know, baby, me too, why don't you, RJ, Judith and Gracie all get the blankets and make a fort to keep each other warm?" Natalia suggested.

"Okay, Mommy." Bambi listened, then walked towards her older sister, tapping her on the shoulder and asking for her help, to Natalia's surprise, the girl, who was still on the same page when she had gone over to talk to her, put the book down and took her little sisters hand, walking over to the other kids as they grabbed blankets and smothered themselves.

Natalia's eyes followed them as she headed towards the other adults to talk about what they were gonna do.

"You know without a fire, we'll never get these people warm enough." Siddiq shared.

"Yeah, we should leave before the temperature drops any lower." Rosita agreed.

"He's ice cold." Natalia muttered, pulling down Archies tiny hat over his head, he had finally fell asleep, his head layed on her shoulder as she soothed him gently, trying to keep him warm.

"Okay, folks. Contingency plan." Gabriel spoke to the people around the room. "We're going to Aarons house. It'll be tighter quarters, but we'll make it work." They then parted to get ready for the move.

"Seriously?" Negan questioned. "Not one of you assholes are gonna untie me?"

"We could tell Michonne it was an accident." Rosita shrugged.

"Or you didn't wanna leave, we had too many people to worry about, she won't blame us." Natalia added.

The plan to get everyone to Aarons house through the storm, was quite simple, a rope that everyone would cling to, in order not to get lost. Evie and Judith were in charge of sandwiching the twins, RJ and Gracie, as they were the two oldest, whilst the adults helped everyone and made sure it went smoothly.

Rosita had helped Natalia secure Archie to her, and so he wouldn't face any harsh winds.

Once they were ready, they set off.

As they walked, a dogs barking had caught the attention of the small kids on the line.

"Dog!" Daisy screamed into the wind, "Dog's here!"

"Dog!" Judith joined in.

"Dog, come here, boy!" Daisy let go of the rope, running into the darkness, Bambi following.

"Wait!" Judith screamed after the twins. "Aunt Nat, they're gone!"

"No!" Natalia cried. "No, girls, wait, come back!"

"Daisy!" Siddiq shouted. "Bambi!"

"Daisy!" Negan shouted, letting go and going in the direction they had gone, shouting their names.

"No!" Rosita shouted.

"Negan!" Siddiq called after him.

"I have to go after them!" Natalia demanded.

"No, you can't!" Rosita told her.

"Mom, don't, I will!" Evie volunteered.

"No, do not let go! We need to get these people to Aarons."

"But my kids are out there!" Natalia almost shrieked.

"Daisy! Bambi!" They could still hear Negan shout.

"Girls!"

Soon everyone was chanting the twins names, trying to find them, but it was no use, you couldn't see shit in the dark and flurries of snow.

When they were able to reach Aarons, Natalia had left Archie in the arms of Evie, as she ventured back into the storm.

"Daisy! Bambi!" She continued.

"Here!" A males voice called as dog barks sounded.

"Negan?"

"I got 'em! I got both of 'em, and the dumb dog!" His figure emerged through the darkness, limping towards her. "Got 'em."

Natalia ran to him as tears blurred her eyes, in relief.

"My babies." She weeped, as Negan passed the huddled girls into her arms.

"We got Daddy's dog, we found him." Daisy told her in a small voice.

"Mommy's dog." Bambi corrected.

Natalia let out a laugh as she rubbed her hands up her daughters arms, trying to get heat into them.

"Don't ever run away like that, again, you hear me? You near scared me to death!"

"We won't." They said in unison.

"Good, and girls, Daddy doesn't need to know about this, okay? No need to worry him for nothing."

"Okay, Mommy."

"Why don't you go inside, get Aunt Rosita to make you both some hot cocoa, I know Uncle Aaron keeps some in the kitchen."

"Yay!" They both squealed, running into the house, Dog following them excitedly.

"And don't give any to Dog, he can't drink it!"

She then turned to the man, who was watching her with a small grin, but by the look of his leg, he was trying hard to keep the mask on.

"This is the worst thing I've ever had to do, but, thank you." She told him, though the words tasted bitter in her mouth.

"Oh, come on, Nat, you can do better than that." He teased.

"Don't call me that, I still wish harmful violence on you, and I'd do it now, if you hadn't saved my girls, so I'm willing to spare you, just this once, Evelyn or Siddiq will fix up your leg."

"You seriously ain't gonna tell Daryl?"

"He doesn't need to know everything that happens whilst he's away, besides, I'm doing you a favour, he doesn't always carry the same mercy as I do, not when it comes to the kids, because you are wrong about him, everything, you were wrong."

"An' it took you hiding out in the woods to prove this to me? And yet, the man of the hour is always heading off since y'all joined society again."

"Don't make me rethink my morals, Negan." She turned, walking back into the house.

It was the next day, when the storm had finally calmed down, coating Alexandria in a thick snow wonderland.

The kids were playing in it, under Natalia's supervision, Rosita by her side, when the others had returned home.

"Daddy!" Gracie squealed excitedly, running to Aaron, as he entered through the gates, Judith right behind her, as she fled towards her mom.

The twins had looked up from their snow man, following the noise and spotting their own father, and so had Natalia.

Daryl embraced his girls tightly, smiling wide as he took them in.

He cupped Natalia's cheek, kissing her as soft as he could, showing to her how much he'd missed her whilst he was away.

"Where's Archie?" He asked. "And Eves?"

"Inside, hates the cold." She chuckled, kissing him again. "I missed you."

"Missed yer, more." He promised.

They smiled at each other, before something was hurled at them.

The couple turned to where it was thrown, spotting an mischievous looking Judith, who was holding another snowball in her hand.

"Judith Grimes?!" Natalia gasped in faux horror.

She then threw the next one at them.

"Oh, that's it!" She laughed, crouching down to gather her own snow ball, whilst the girl ran away with a scream of laughter.

"Get 'em, girls." Daryl told his twins, teaching them to form snow balls, causing chaos as it turned into a full on war of a snow ball fight, even Lydia had joined in.

"Everyone get Daryl!" Rosita called, as everyone began pelting their balls at the archer.

"Girls, get Daddy." Natalia grinned, throwing a snow ball at her husband.

"Hey, hey! Truce, alright, truce!" He called, his hands up in surrender as he covered his face with his arms.

They gave the man a second to recover, before Daisy threw another snow ball at him, then Bambi.

Everyone gasped, as the girls giggled cheekily, that was until Daryl got revenge, throwing his own back, and the war broke out again.

"Get Mama, get yer Mama." He laughed, encouraging them to turn on Natalia as he grabbed the woman by the waist, using her as an human shield.

"Daryl Dixon, don't be such a coward and let your five year old daughters throw snow balls at you." She laughed so happily.

"Lydia! Help us." Daisy demanded, as she and her twin scooped up snow to throw at their parents.

"What's going on?" Evie asked, joining everyone outside.

Daryl answered her by throwing snow at the teenager.

"Dad?" She gasped, wiping snow of her face.

"Eves you gotta return the favour." Michonne told her.

Evie bent down, scooping up snow and throwing it at Daryl, then at her little sisters, who were already getting ready to aim.

And the war continued, until everyone broke down to the ground, making snow angels.

And just for a little bit, life was good, their problems were temporarily gone, their pain was absent.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon smut #the walking dead daryl #twd daryl #carl grimes #carol peletier #daryl fanfiction #glenn rhee #michonne #rick grimes #daryl x y/n #daryl x reader #daryl dixion smut #daryl dixion x reader #twd daryl x y/n #daryldixonalonetwd #darylxnatalia #daryl dixion imagine #daryl imagines

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scarlettjohanssons-mistress · 2 years

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Heya! I’ve been reading some of your fics and they are so good! My friend and I were talking about this the other day, and I’m not sure if they’ve already requested it, but if you can, can you maybe write a Melina x reader where reader got sent with her to Ohio with the girls and then gets sent to prison instead of Alexei. And when Nat and Lena get her out and they go to Melina’s farm, reader feels mad and betrayed by her. Good ending and maybe some smut if you can. Thank you so much! And I’m sorry for the lengthy ask.

The art of lying

Warnings: Smut and therefore 18+ only, Fix-It, Fix parenting issues, Fluff, Past threat

Word count: 2.1 K

Pairing: Melina Vostokoff x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Natasha and Yelena help Y/N escape from prison, and ask her for help to find the red room, but the only one who can help them is Melina. Everyone heads to Melina's home, even though Y/N doesn't want to see her.

Requests: OPEN

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After getting on the damn plane, the last thing I expected was a slap from Yelena that sent me right into the plane seats.

"Why?" I put my hand on my cheek and caressed it, trying to fix the pain, why was it?

"Don't try to play dumb with us Y/N" Natasha spoke without taking her eyes off the controls.

"I'm not being silly" I saw Yelena sit down again right next to Natasha "literally I haven't seen them for 20 years and now, do they receive me with blows?"

"You just answered yourself, asshole" Yelena replied

"Hey, I didn't educate you to say rude things"

They started whispering, until Natasha got up and sat right in front of me.

“Tell us where the red room is”

"The red room? Shit, I don't know."

"Stop playing Y/N!" Natasha got up ready to hit me again, until I took her hand in mine and made a small movement.

"Silly girl, do you think that if I knew anything about the room or was in collusion with it, I wouldn't be there and not in the damn prison?" I forced her to sit back down as she pondered my words “for a spy and an avenger, you don't use much logic, dear” I made some of my bones creak to start getting more comfortable “by the way, I don't know if I feel proud of you Nat , an avenger?, but you, my little Yelena , are an incredible assassin, I am very proud of you”

"Do you want to shut up?" I speak the blonde

“Do you know of anyone else who has information?”

"Surely Melina the bitch knows something"

“Mama Melina?”

"Wasn't she dead?"

“I would love to be able to confirm that information, but no. That bitch is like a cockroach, not even a nuclear weapon is going to be able to eliminate her”

"Wow, it seems that the divorce was not so amicable" joked Yelena , while Natasha returned to her post

"Are you kidding? The bitch conspired against me, she told Dreykov a lot of shit, the asshole thought she was conspiring against him and that's why I ended up there, in that death bed"

“Well, where does that 'bitch' live?

“The last time I heard from her, she lived in a field, outside of St. Petersburg”

"Okay, here we go," Natasha announced.

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Apparently they didn't get enough fuel so we had to make an emergency landing and start walking, thank God it wasn't that much of a walk

"Well... how have you been?"

"Are you really interested in knowing about our life?" Yelena asked while none of the 2 deigned to see me

"What makes you think not?"

"Well, I don't know, maybe that... you never communicated with either of us in 20 years, could that be?"

“Yelena, I was locked in a fucking prison for 20 years, where I could only send one letter A YEAR. And for what? To try to communicate with a girl whose the only information I know about her is her name, or if she changed her name? Or to try to communicate with a famous avenger who, it shows, is a thousand times better off not knowing about my existence- I complained making them both stop walking and look directly at me "Look at yourselves, how far you've come, and all this without me. Being in jail took a lot out of me, but it also gave me something, and that was self-awareness, and realizing my mistakes, and that's what I'm doing." I tried to take a deep breath when I felt the air leave easily and my eyes were in tears "you guys are my two biggest mistakes, the red room was my mistake, but you…" I started to sob "I turned two adorable girls into killing machines and it breaks me" I tried to hide my face with my hands "excuse me girls"

"Hey, relax" Natasha spoke trying to calm me down.

“Yes, old lady, relax, we all make mistakes” Yelena ran her hand over my back “you know, a big step to know that you are a shitty person, is to realize that you are a shitty person; and you, you already did, just like Natasha”

"Than?"

“Shut up Nat . Y/N, you don't know, but maybe, later, you'll end up saving the world, along with Natasha, the Avengers and me.

“Okay enough, first; neither you nor she can join the avengers, second, pure bullshit about 'I'm a repentant woman' Y/N, if Yelena believes you it's her problem, but, you're not going to fool me so easily and 3, start walking, we don't need to walk much more"

Yelena started walking beside me, while Natasha led the way.

"I didn't remember her so grumpy" whispered the blonde

"It was always like that" I hugged her from the side "don't tell her, but you were always my favorite" we started laughing

"Do you want to shut up?"

We walk a little more and in the distance, you can recognize Melina's little cabin

"There it is"

"Great, so I don't have to listen to them"

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Upon reaching the door of the house, we could see how Melina was already waiting for us, with a gun in her right hand and an electronic tablet in her left.

"Hello" I greet as I started to walk to the door and open it "come in, please"

The 3 of us sat down, while the woman moved something in her cupboard

“No cheating, Melina”

"I'm just going to put my gun away, Nat "

The brunette sat down next to the redhead, leaving Yelena and me in front of them.

"It's nice to see you again, Yelena , as beautiful as always, Nat , I'm so proud that you became an avenger, and Y/N, you look very bad"

"Damn bitch" Perhaps one of the many things that prison gave me was, the little ability to manage my anger, so, as soon as I saw Melina's neck free, I did not hesitate for 2 seconds to take her delicate neck in my hands. and try to strangle her "you still dare to say that" she didn't even try to walk away, and I just saw how, little by little her eyes lost that shine, until I felt how two pairs of hands pushed me making me let go of melina

"Let her go, you fucking fool"

"Y/N"

Melina started to cough, but she quickly raised her hand and started to speak.

"Leave her, I deserved it"

"Of course you deserved it, you're a heartless bitch…" I started insulting her in the eight languages she knew, until I ran out of insults.

“Are you done throwing your tantrum yet?” when I kept quiet, she took it as a yes " Dreykov had me threatened"

“Threatened? Threatened with what?” Yelena asked

"With your life. After the Ohio mission, Dreykov saw you as a weak child, a worthless widow; Of course, Dreykov himself made me love you, I loved you like a daughter; So, I tried to make a deal, your life for something else, and that something else, was your freedom, Y/N”

"Do you think I'm going to believe that big lie?" I asked as me poured me a large glass of vodka.

“For the first time, I agree with Y/N. I don't believe anything, neither of them "

"Y/N, you want me to fully trust you, I think mom Melina also deserves us to trust her"

I took my glass and stayed silent, trying to analyze Melina's face.

"Do you know what is the worst?" I poured myself another drink and drank again “that no matter how much resentment I have of you, I could never kill you. As much as I wanted to hate you, I only thought about that beautiful face of yours, that smooth skin, those eyes...”

"We understand" interrupted both girls

“Me, I felt bad for years. Ours was real Y/N, I loved you… but I also loved Yelena ” she took the blonde's hand and squeezed it “you too Natasha”

“Shut up. Stop saying that shit, you never loved us, it was all a fucking farce "

"Will you stop saying that?" Yelena asked as her voice cracked “for me, if it was real, Melina and Y/N are my mothers, the closest thing I had to a family. You are also in that package”

"Yes Nat , you're right, it all started as a farce, but what tells you that none of us generated feelings as a result of those circumstances? Haven't you seen 'The Proposal'?"

"What's that?" Yelena and I asked

"A movie" answered Natasha "Yes, I've seen it, but neither Margaret nor Andrew are expert spies in manipulation"

"Yes, but they are people, humans, and Y/N and I, we are human"

"I don't believe anything"

And without further ado, Natasha got up, leaving us alone at the table.

"I'm going to talk to her" Yelena spoke and they both left the house

"Wow, that turned out worse than I imagined" Melina spoke

"And that they haven't even asked you about the red room" I saw how Melina's skin became even paler "But, that's a conversation for another time"

We both remained silent, while we drank from the bottle of vodka, but, I felt a great sorrow

"Excuse me" she looked at me, with doubt in her eyes "for what happened a while ago" I pointed to my own neck so that she would understand

"Don't worry, I'm serious, I deserve it"

"I mean it too" I took her hand and ran my thumb down the back of it "After all this time, and after all the circumstances, I still think you are the most beautiful woman in the world"

"Enough Y/N" she smiled, as the blush began to rise to her cheeks

"I'm serious, Melina. You are still as beautiful as the last time I saw you ”I took her hand and started kissing her, from her palm, her pulse and her fingers“ How cute. so sexy”

“Y/N. Not here, the girls will come any minute."

"Honey, I've been more than 20 years without your touch, without a single kiss from you, I think I deserve a little attention from you" I tried to make puppy dog eyes, seeing how she only hesitated "come on, then you can cleanse your guilt, for locking me up ”

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With a bit of rudeness I threw Melina on the bed, I tried to take off her shirt quickly, while she took off her shoes and blouse, leaving her in a nice bra.

“Go a little slower, принцесса”

"My love, do not ask me to go slowly, when I am a bear, starving" I began to crawl, without taking my eyes from her "and you, a lonely little salmon"

I started biting her, making her laugh loudly, until she pulled down her pants and started kissing her crotch, still with her underwear on.

“Oh y/n”

"Mm, you're so wet"

"Y/N, please don't play"

“No, Моя королева, I will be gentle with you”

I quickly removed her panties, and sucking on her clit again, she moaned again, a little louder than usual.

" Shhh , you don't want girls to see their mothers in these conditions, do you?"

"No, I don't want to" She took a strand of my hair and began to pull it , to make my mouth suck her clitoris again "but please continue"

I continued with my work, while I saw how the brunette arched her back, while biting her arm, avoiding letting out moans

"You have no idea how much I missed you" I inserted 2 fingers into her vagina causing her to let out a small squeak "Even on my worst days, I only remembered our nights together, when I made you scream my name, do you remember?"

“Yes,” she whimper, “I remember. Please, I'm close."

I knew Melina would get a little aggressive if she didn't get what she wanted, so I stopped talking and went back to sucking on her clit while my fingers quickly moved in and out.

She reached the top, while biting her own arm, causing the scream to drown in her own mouth.

A little calmer, I lift my head and kiss her forehead

“Я оправдал ваши ожидания?”

“ты всегда this делаешь”

Just as the brunette took my cheeks in her hands to start another kissing session, we heard the door close.

"Мама, can we stay the night?" Yelena asked

"I thought it was implicit that we are going to sleep here" Natasha spoke, while Yelena was silent

“Мама, can you make us dinner? I miss your food”

Translation:

принцесса - Princess

Моя королева - My Queen

Я оправдал ваши ожидания? - Did I live up to your expectations?

ты всегда это делаешь - You always do it

Мама - Mom

Note:

I am glad to know that you enjoy the little, or much that I write, that means more than it seems to me. I hope you enjoy this.

I appreciate the reblogs, the likes and the comments

#melina vostokova #melina vostokoff #melina x reader #melina vostokoff x reader #melina vostokova x reader #melina x y/n #Melina x you #Melina vostokoff x y/n #melina vostokoff x you #marvel #mcu #melina vostokoff imagine #black widow #marvel fanfiction #rachel weisz #black widow 2021 #melina vostokoff x fem!reader #Smut #Fluff

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celiastjamesoscar · 7 months

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Good morning dear!

Her short is makes Nat look so incredibly confident and sexy but I am sucker for her long hair and braid. I saw glimpses of her in Black Widow and omg I'm on my knees!! Her leather jacket, her smirk, her bike. Ugh. She's everything! Here are a bunch of masterlists and fics I read/saved:

https://www.tumblr.com/myfavoriteficss/189788072174/marvel-masterlists?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/youbelongwithemmie/705644377951830016/a-partner-in-crime?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/romanoffsbish/696551865682477056/natasha-romanoff-masterlist?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/jpmarvel90/723281665732018176/natasha-romanoff?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/videovamptramp/729033710708621312/i-would-do-anything-for-you-to-love-me?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/katethewriter/689695302719045632/wish-we-could-be-like-that?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/bloomingflowersthings/715520965094883328/sick-of-your-attitude-part-two?source=share

I got these shirts from Redbubble! There are some amazing designs, it took me hours to decide on these two. I just looked up Scream shirts. There were even some with Sammy on it!

Speaking of Sam, look at our wife

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJcyv42D/

Good afternoon now! I’m so sorry it took me awhile to get to this, I spent all morning studying for my practical :(

Her black widow look is the definition of perfect!!! That was peak Natasha and I hate that that was her last movie. Her death is one I will probably never get over

YOU ARE DOING GOD’S WORK WITH THOSE LINKS!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR THAT AND I WILL ADD THEM TO MY LIST OF FICS TO READ

Red bubble is goated! I got a pair of Ghostface socks from there awhile ago and i really love them! And shirts with Sammy you say 😼?

I seriously need Melissa’s hand in marriage

#bender chats #clexa is forever ♾️

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blackhiil · 2 years

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heatwaves been faking me out (can’t make you happier now)

written for blackhill bingo 'Memories'

warnings: mentions death (takes place during infinity war/endgame), very sad natasha

part 2 dear mia

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Natasha let out a shuddering breath as she sat on the bed. Their bed. Her and Maria’s bed. Maria, her wife, was gone. Thanos snapped and suddenly she lost everybody. Maria, Nick, Yelena, Laura, the list goes on and on. Her family, her support system was just gone and she couldn’t do anything about it.

Natasha had watched the street cam footage of the street Maria was seen on. Maria had looked at Nick confused as her body turned to dust, Nick’s turning to dust a few seconds after. Natasha didn’t even get to say goodbye, or even hello for that matter.

They hadn’t been able to see or talk to each other as much as they wanted because Natasha was on the run and Maria would sometimes be off world but they cherished the moments they did have together.

Natasha laid down and curled up on Maria’s side of the bed, inhaling Maria’s faint scent. She thought back to the last time they were in bed together.

Natasha tossed and turned in her sleep, she was having a nightmare. Maria had left her and she was never coming back and it was all her fault. In her nightmare, instead of Maria going to sleep on the couch, she left. Packed her bags, put her wedding ring on the table and left. Natasha just started at the door, frozen in place. She wanted to go after her, but she couldn’t move for some reason. She let out a cry before she felt herself being shook. She could faintly hear Maria’s voice, telling her to wake up.

Natasha shot up and looked around, her eyes focusing on Maria who she quickly pulled into a hug that was reciprocated just as fast.

“It’s okay, I'm right here.” Maria whispered over and over, like a mantra in her ears.

“I thought you were mad at me.” Natasha whimpered out.

“I’d never make you experience a nightmare alone. You know I’ll always be by your side even if we argue.” Maria replied, kissing her head.

“I’m sorry.” Natasha trembled.

Maria hugged her tighter before responding. “You have nothing to be sorry for, I’m the one who picked a fight when I should’ve realized you were already upset. It’s not your fault.”

“But I completely disregarded you and your feelings. Even though I was upset, I should’ve just said something.” Nat mumbled.

“We’ve never been apart for this long, I think we were just feeling emotions we didn’t know how to let out yet and we couldn’t pick up on those cues within each other. It’s both our faults.” Maria said to comfort her. “Do you want to talk about it?” Maria asked, referring to her nightmare.

“It was about tonight, but instead of going to sleep on the couch, you just left. Packed up everything and walked away without even looking back at me.” Natasha started. “You even took off your wedding ring. I wanted to go after you, but I was frozen in place and then you woke me up.”

“Hey, look at me.” Maria said. When Natasha’s green eyes met hers, she continued. “I’d never leave you by choice. You’re the love of my life, and no matter how many times we argue, I'll stay so we can work this out.” Maria reassured before softly kissing Natasha’s lips.

Natasha sobbed at the memory because even though Maria was gone, it wasn’t her choice and that brought her a small piece of comfort.

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It was now June and Natasha could see a pride parade happening in the street. She thought back to her and Maria’s first pride together.

Maria sat at her desk, tapping her fingers on her desk nervously. She had asked Natasha to meet her in her office because she wanted to ask Natasha to go to Pride with her. She had only been to Pride one other time, with Carol and Maria Rambeau, and it had been so fun to be in a place with other people like her and she wanted to experience that with Natasha. The only problem was Natasha wasn’t out to the world yet and Maria didn’t want to force her to come out if she wasn’t ready, therefore she had no idea how to broach the subject.

The door to her office opened and in walked the woman who was currently occupying her mind. She was dressed casually but Maria still thought she was the prettiest woman ever.

“Hey Ria.” Natasha greeted, coming around her desk to give Maria a kiss.

“Hi, baby. How’s your day been?” Maria asked.

“Boring and full of testosterone. You know, if Wanda wasn't recruited to the Avengers, I think I would go insane. I have no idea how I survived three years surrounded by dumb men.” Natasha sighed out.

“Probably because you would just go to SHIELD to get away before it was gone.” Maria reminded her.

“Yeah, I miss the days when I could just hide away in your office or my old room, but enough about them. There’s another Pride event tomorrow, do you want to go with me?” Natasha wondered.

Maria couldn’t help but laugh. She was freaking out about asking Natasha to Pride and here Natasha goes asking her first.

“What’s so funny?” Natasha questioned, frowning. Maria picked up on a hint of hurt in her voice.

“No, I'm not laughing at you or the question. I was going to ask you if you wanted to go to the Pride event. I just couldn’t figure out how to ask because you aren’t out to the world yet and I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or feel like you had to go because I wanted to.” Maria explained.

Natasha smiled at Maria’s thoughtfulness before responding. “Mia, of course I’ll go to Pride with you. I don’t care who knows I love you, I just don’t feel the need to announce who I love because it’s no one’s business.”

The next day, her and Maria went to Pride and had the time of their lives. Natasha walked around with a lesbian flag wrapped around her and throughout the day, people came up to Natasha to tell her how much she inspired them. She had never felt as happy as she did at that moment and to share it with Maria made it even more special. By the time night came around, it was all over the news.

Nat decided to post on her personal th twitter account, Pepper had made all the Avengers make accounts to help give fans a chance to talk and interact with them.

She posted a picture a selfie of her and Maria on their wedding day. “Yes, I’m a lesbian and I’m married to this gorgeous woman right here.” The tweet quickly went viral and the rest was history.

From that day forward, Maria and Natasha made it their mission to go to Pride as much as they could. It’s been 3 and half years since Maria died and Natasha hasn’t been to an event since. It didn’t feel right continuing the tradition without Maria.

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It was now July 11th, 2023 and Natasha couldn’t bring herself to get out of bed. They had gotten married 10 years ago today and Maria wasn’t even here to celebrate it with her. Natasha sobbed, clutching a picture of her and Maria on their first wedding anniversary. She thought back to their first wedding anniversary and how much of a disaster it was.

Natasha was currently on a stealth mission with Clint, it was meant to be a simple in and out mission retrieving data but since it required complete stealth, Strike Team Delta was called in. Natasha didn’t mind, she had been bored at the tower, so this gave her something to do. She hoped she got back to SHIELD at a decent time, it was her first anniversary with Maria and she wanted it to be perfect.

But of course nothing could ever be that simple. Natasha and Clint managed to get inside quietly however, getting out wasn't as easy. Once the other guards noticed that some of their men were down, they put the building on high alert and started searching. Natasha went through the vents to get to the exit, closest to where Clint was waiting, but it was covered by guards. There were only 5 of them, and Natasha easily took them down but she hadn’t noticed a sixth man aiming a gun at her.

“Tasha, look out.” Clint yelled, an arrow was already flying toward the man and it hit him in the chest but not before he pulled the trigger and a bullet lodged itself in Natasha’s abdomen.

Nat groaned on impact and Clint quickly went to her side and helped her to the quinjet which was thankfully only a few feet away. He carefully placed Nat on the seats before getting the quinjet in the air.

“Hawkeye to command. Mission was successful but have medical team ready, Widow took a hit.” Clint reported to whoever was listening. He put the jet on autopilot and grabbed a first aid kit to patch Natasha’s wound as best as he could until they got back to base.

“Copy that Hawkeye. How’s Widow looking? Is it fatal?” Maria’s voice echoed through the jet. Although her voice appeared calm, Clint and Natasha could hear the hint of panic in her voice.

“It was a shot to the abdomen, she’s lost a decent amount of blood. I’m going to patch it up to stop the bleeding as much as I can.” Clint’s voice was steady, he had done this many times before and Natasha was a fighter, she’d be okay. He felt a tap on his shoulder and when he looked up, Natasha crooked a finger signaling him to come closer.

“Tell her to switch to our personal comms.” Natasha groaned out, she’s been shot plenty of times, but the pain was always awful.

“Commander, Widow is requesting you switch to personal comms.” He relayed, he had just finished wrapping her wound, which should slow the bleeding.

There wasn’t any response from Maria’s side for a few minutes, Clint and Natasha assumed she was going to her office for privacy.

“Nat, baby how are you feeling?” Maria’s voice came through, panic now evident in her voice.

“You know, I’ve been shot many times, but the pain always seems to get worse each time. I’ll be fine but we’re going to have to reschedule our anniversary dinner.” Natasha pouted.

“That’s fine with me, I just want you to be okay.” Maria told her. For the rest of the ride, Maria talked and Natasha listened, only making one word responses to save her energy.

When the jet finally landed back on base, Clint helped Natasha up and helped Natasha onto the gurney medical had waiting for Natasha’s arrival.

“I’ll see you later.” Clint whispered, before leaving to debrief Fury.

Natasha was wheeled away to get the bullet removed and when the doctor cleared her, Maria was by her side instantly.

“You know, when I imagined our first wedding anniversary, I never expected it to be in a hospital bed.” Nat joked when Maria walked in.

“Well you know us, we’ve never been able to have a normal life, I mean I proposed in the middle of an alien invasion.” Maria replied, reminiscing on that moment.

“Get in.” Natasha demanded, lifting the blanket up. Maria looked at her with a raised brow. “Are you sure? I don’t want to irritate your wound.”

“Ria, get in, I wanna cuddle.” Natasha whined. Maria laughed before taking off her shoes before laying next to her. Natasha instantly curled into her side, content to be in the comfort of her wife’s arms.

“Happy Anniversary, Natty.” Maria muttered, kissing her forehead. Natasha hummed, the drugs in her system were making her tired. “Happy Anniversary, Mia.” She murmured tiredly.l before falling asleep.

Later that night, Clint came in to see how Natasha was doing and saw them curled around each other. They looked so peaceful, he decided to snap a picture. ‘Happy Anniversary lovebirds’ he wrote before he sent the picture to them.

If the next day, that picture became Maria’s lock screen, no one said anything.

Their 10 year anniversary was one of the biggest milestones they had as a couple but Maria wasn’t here and Natasha didn’t know how to cope.

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“Let me go.” Natasha told Clint softly. They were on Vormir and Natasha’s hand was grasped in Clint’s tightly as he held her over the cliff.

“Tasha, what about Maria? What am I supposed to tell her?” He asked, desperately.

“Tell her I love her and I’m sorry our story has to end here.” Natasha said before letting his hand go. She closed her eyes and let herself fall, Maria’s face the last thing on her mind before she hit the ground.

#blackhill #blackhill bingo #blackhill bingo 2022 #maria hill #natasha romanoff #maria x natasha #lesbian maria hill #lesbian natasha romanoff #marvel wlw #wlw #martasha #natasha is very sad #blackhill goes to pride #red head x brunette

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frisiunia · 1 year

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Swans

Sofia was sitting and leaning against a tree. She finished drawing plan of something in her notebook. - Okay... So what do you think Flowey? - Brunette asked flower. - You surely like spikes, aren'tcha? - I like challenges. - Girl said in her usual expressionless tone. - But you know it won't be a challange for you, right? You would know how to slove that. - Flowey noticed. - I know but it's nice to make challanges for someone as well. - Sofia explained. - Fine but you realize that Toriel won't let you do that, do you? - You mean because another fallen human could get hurt? Yeah, I've thought about it already and I hope that Toriel will allow me increase the difficulty of these puzzles if I'll wrote some warnings and give more hints for them. - Hearing this, flower just sighed and said: - Well, good luck with this. - Thank you. Brunette wanted to take her pen and do something more but then she heard her sister's voice. - Sofia! - Natalie suddenly approached her twin and flower. - Oh, hey Nat. Do you want something? - Did you know that swans find mates for life?! - Round glass lady asked with enthusiasm and surprise. Sofia sighed. - So you just wanted to tell me how romantic this is, right? - But that's not everything! If one of mate is dead, the other one may die because of heartbroken! What do you think? - It's actually a bit sad but interesting. At least I know why swans are symbol of love. However for you it's probably just another excuse to give me lectures about Romantism. - While they were talking, Flowey thought about something. - Well, you are such cold hearted person, so a lecture about an epoch in art about being driven by emotions would be useful to you. And what is more emotional than death of your love? - I'm not cold hearted and- - Hey, that actually makes sense. - Flowey said suddenly. - What? She actually said I'm cold hearted and I that the lecture about- - I'm not talking about this! - Flower hissed and then both brunettes looked at him with interest. Flowey noticed this and sighed, calming down. - I meant that dying because of heartbroken makes sense. - He explained, what suprised girls. - Wait, didn't you say you're empty inside or something? - Natalie asked confused. - Right, you can't feel emotions. - Sofia confirmed. - So? What did you mean Flowey? - Well... - Flower turned his gaze in another direction. - I didn't mean this kind of love and I think I didn't actually mean heartbroken... - It seemed like he was thinking about something intensively. - I guess I meant that there is no point at living in world without love. Without person you really care about. - He finally explained and after a moment he clarified. - And I don't mean only romantic love. - After this sentence, twins looked at each other. They were silent. - What are you looking at? - Huh? Nothing... It was just... - Natalie tried to find correct word. - Deep, right? - Sofia did it before her sister. - Yes, I guess I can identify with it. - Round glass lady said, looking at her dear twin again. - We can identify with it. - Sofia corrected her and gived her slight smile. Natalie did the same, but more widely.

#undertale au #undertale #undertaleau #flowey #flowey the flower #undermourning #love #swans #heartbroken #friendship love #family love

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littlefirefly42 · 2 years

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Greetings fair traveler! Welcome to my blog! I'm happy to have you, why don't you stay a while?

(If you're looking for my masterlist, it's at the bottom of this post)

About Me!

-You can call me Firefly :)

-I'm genderqueer and I use all pronouns

-This isn't just an agere blog, but I am an age regressor and I do make some agere posts and reblog agere content

-I do swear and reblog mildly nsfw content (such as sexual jokes and objective conversations about the morality of sexuality. Nothing explicit, and zero pornographic art, writing, videos, or photos)

-Ddlg, abdl, and other de-aging kinks are not welcome on my blog. Do not interact if you are going to sexualize or hate on age regression

Requests

I love getting requests!! If you want to request a fic, moodboard, or DNI banner don't be shy! This blog is mainly agere, but I do other stuff too.

The fandoms I work with are:

-MCU/Marvel Comics

-She-Ra

-All Riordanverse fandoms except Kane Chronicles

-The Owl House

-Adventure Time

-Crier's War

-Bee and Puppycat

-The Song of Achilles

-The Outsiders

-Stranger Things

-Gone

-Heartstopper

-Over the Garden Wall

-Don't Hug me I'm Scared

-The Dragon Prince

-Goncharov

-It (movies only, chapter one and two)

-Wednesday

-Hamilton

-Dear Evan Hansen (the book and the musical)

-How to Train Your Dragon (the books and the movies/shows)

-Deadloch

-My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Fics

I will only write oneshots, however the length of which can vary and is usually 1000-4000 words.

I will not write:

Incest

Pedophilia

Romantic couples under the age of fourteen

Smut or kink of any kind

Breastfeeding

Padded agere (there's nothing wrong with it but it does attract creeps outside the community)

Pro ED, SH, racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, antiseminism, xenophobia, rape/non-con, fatphobia, or ableism (I will still write these things, but not in a positive light)

Certain characters (you can always send me an ask about which characters in a fandom I will not write)

I will write:

SFW agere

Y/N

Mild to moderate gore (blood, stab/bullet wounds, infections, etc.)

Heavy angst (including the angst tropes listed previously, as long as it is not shown in a positive light)

Major character death

Basically any trope that isn't on the previous list

Moodboards

I will do moodboards for whole fandoms, aesthetics, places, time periods, fictional ships, fictional characters, and (positive or neutral) stereotypes. I can even do moodboards of certain headcanons. If you have a request that isn't listed, just message me, I'll probably do it so long as it is sfw.

DNI Banners

Unlike fic and moodboard requests, I'll do a DNI banner for any character in any fandom, even if it is not listed above. I'll even make one for groups of people. Heck, I'll do one for an object if you want. The default for my banners is "____ Protects this Blog NSFW DNI" If you would like it to say something else let me know.

Don't feel bad if your request (for any of the above categories) is very specific! I love specific requests, they actually make my life so much easier, so don't be shy to specify exactly what you want.

Works

I Ate- CG!Mike/Little!Will>> Warnings: Implied ED; throwing up>> Summary: Will is fussy from hunger and Mike tries his best to help.

Tummy Hurts- CG!Lucas/Little!Max>> Warnings: Throwing up; impure regression>> Summary: Max is on her period and is a little more than fussy, Lucas takes care of her.

Glass- CG!Natasha/Little!Wanda>> Warnings: Panic attack; blood; impure regression>> Summary: While Natasha is out getting groceries, Wanda breaks a glass and slips, and chaos ensues until mama nat comes home to comfort her baby.

Rainy Day- Lumax (LucasxMax)>> Warnings: None. It's all fluff. All of it. There is a bit where a character chokes on popcorn?? Does that count??? They don't die or anything though, they cough it up>> Summary: Lucas and Max get to go on their movie date and vecna can kma.

Never Ever- CG!Wanda/Little!Reader>> Warnings: Abandonment issues; blood; yelling; nightmare; very minor implication that reader was abused at some point>> Summary: Your mommy comforts you after a bad nightmare.

Little Monster-CG!Magnus/Little!Alex>>Warnings: Sensory overload; Impure regression; blood; anxious SH>>Summary: Alex gets sensory overload at a Halloween party and regresses. Magnus takes care of him and they just have some fluffy fall fun

Braids-CG!Eddie/Little!Steve>>Warnings: Cheerio violence>>Summary: Steve can't help but play with Eddie's hair. Who is Eddie to refuse the little prince?

Love, Maxie- Elmax (El x Max)>> Warnings: Mental Breakdown; Self harm; Su!cide (not graphic); vomiting (not ED related); Hurt no comfort>>Summary: When Max's letters stop coming, El realizes she's lost the only person she's ever truly loved

Spiderling- CG!Gwen/Little!Miles>> Warnings: Slight blood, semi-graphic description of minor infection>>Summary: Miles is definitely NOT regressed and he CAN help fight. Except... Gwen and Peter aren't buying it.

25 Days of Agere Moodboards

I hope you enjoy your stay, make sure to eat some sleep and get eight hours of water!

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Bluey is home...yeahhh finally 🤗🥰💙 I'm so happy that they made it...but the adventure and the danger aren't over yet, I'm sure...otherwise it would've been too easy 🥺

All the fluff and cuteness is killing me, I'm melting like ice in the sunshine 🥰💞🤗💘🍨. How can Bluey be so sweet and adorable 💙💙💙. Him trying to imitate y/n's dance moves, him asking for kisses, the whole way he communicates 🥰💙...how cute and desirable will he be when (hopefully) his speech and memories return 😳😉😏...but I'm also fine with his purring and groaning ...can I touch his thigh again please?👐🏻🦵🏻 😳😏🥵

And y/n trying to stay decent and restrained to not overstep any boundaries when Bluey took his bath (wiggeling my eyebrows 😂)...if only she knew 😉😏😏...and he crawling into her bed to make her feel warm and safe...I'm sure we all need a freezer soon 😉🥵🤣🧊

They would do anything for each other I guess. I hope Nat and Bruce are safe too 🥺😌

So let me grab the popcorn now🍿 and watch Rogass die a wretched death caused by his spitefulness 😈☠️

Love this chapter like always, my dear 💙💚

Danger and adventures never ends in my fics 😂

I know you guys are rooting for his memory to return but it wont be bluey that comes back 🥲

Rogass is going to get downright evil now, he was really holding himself back till now 😂

#asks #mcufan72 #hear me now

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complete-idiot-in-love · 5 months

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Once Upon a Witchlight: Episode 43 (SPOILERS)

This episode is so good because of the mushroom people curse, I've included some lines my S/I would say and the songs they're riffing off

ANDY AND DEREK SWITCHED SPOTS, I DON’T LIKE IT AHHHHHHH

MUSICAL EPISODE??? MY S/I WOULD BE SO HAPPY

Frost singing rainbow connections YESS, I LOVE THAT SONG

I love it when Andy does his lil dancy dances, he is so gender

Shroombek is a moldy mushroom lmao /j

Imagine my S/I's mush-sona, mushroom with horns lookin ass

Michael Jackson Gideon!!

I love all of Derek's references, bro is so good at comedy

Death metal Gricko is so FUNNY!!

I swear to god if Twig is dead again bc of mushroom shit I will scream

TWIG NOOOOOO, WAKE UP!!!

I love this episode already because of singsong Torbek and Death metal Gricko

Torbek and my S/I would definitely be duo dancing, besties who binge musical theatres are besties forever (more like I force him to watch them w me >:3c )

Gideon is so sad because of his rhythm being stolen, F’s in chat for my fire dad

"Just dance! It'll be okay, gid a do do. Let's dance! And kill that hag fam do do do do!" - My S/I (Just dance)

Bard era in this episode fr fr

"So tell me do ya wanna go, kill a fuckin hag tonight? Run away after we fight? Impossible maybe to you, it's what we gotta do whoa! This is the greatest curse!!" - My S/I (Greatest Showman)

Torbek talking naughty as usual with his "hairy mushroom"

Are we lost in the forest lmao

CANON TORBEK HEIGHT? HE'S 7FT?? (If Andy has mentioned this before, I'm fuckin stupid /j)

Gricko trying to day-o (The banana/beetlejuice song) the bird and therefore getting disadvantage on his roll is so FUNNY TO ME, LIKE HE WOULD USUALLY BE SO GOOD AT ANIMAL STUFF BUT WITH THIS MUSICAL CURSE HE SUCKS ASS!!!

PLUS 8??? GRICKO IS OP AS HELL WHEN IT COMES TO ANIMAL SHIT (makes sense tho cause of the whole “druid w an owlbear daughter thing”)

“Torbek! Is a big hairy mushroom!” is gonna be my new stim phrase I swear to the gods

In my mind, their mushroom colors are: Torbek = Pink, Gricko = Blue, Frost = Green, Kremy = Purple and Gideon = Red (I'd be yellow because my two fav colors are already taken)

“This is little green to purple bird” YES, I LOVE THAT NICKNAME FOR GRICKO AND I LOVE THAT IT KEEPS COMING BACK!!

“Help! We are stuck as shrooms, I don't wan’t to sing to death!” - My S/I (Stop! in the name of love)

Oh no, pixies! Please Gideon, don’t fuck them!

“Bumpin noses” sounds very suggestive coming from the bird

“I've got candles and rations galore, you want makeup? I've got plenty!” - My S/I (Part of your world)

Is she a phoenix now? Because that's cool af Nikkie

“Roll Athletics or Acrobatics” HAHA JOKES ON YOU I'M PROFICIENT IN BOTH!!

“They'll bust in your mouth, watch out” HAHAHA YEAH AND SO DOES FROSTY!!!

BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM “ARE YA READY??” ARE YA.. REAAAADY??” I love my alligator dad so much

Torbek and Gideon are pixie attracting CHADS

Mikey's commitment to still trying to say deez nuts jokes is so good, like Gricko would definitely forget about the fey pact and try to do it

“PULLON DEEZ NUTS!!” *Gricko and My S/I high five*

Kremy being really good at makeup is CANON IN MY HEART. WE GIVE EACH OTHER TIPS ON FOUNDATION AND EYELINER AND SHIT (We both have disguise kits)

Torbek reminiscing about Reada Flaugh and Gricko reminiscing about Busty

YOOO, ARE THE WITCHLIGHT PIXIES FAKE???

Torbek is a teenage boy with his horniness and libido /j (I still love my bestie tho)

THE BEEZLEBERRIES MAKE A CAMEO YESSSS

GODS DAMN IT KREMY, DON'T HURT TORBEK FOR MORE “WITCHES BREW”

Frost and Kremy talking about meta stuff in their voices just makes me think of an “Actors Au” where this is all a movie that they’re acting for and ITS SO FUNNY TO ME

Torbek, dear. NOBODY WANTS TO SEE YOU “Squeeze out some Torbek juice.”

Torbek’s one hard no is house piss kinks?? Bro is wild fr fr

Torbek and Andy are so deranged, I love the gremlin activities

YOOOOOOO NAT 20 FOR TORBEK!!!!!

Torbek eats a cigar and my S/I has to find the fey equivalent to bleach for their eyes after watching him “Milk” himself

Alligator husband offers to make fire husband uwu death whey protein powder, very cute

CARLFISH RETURN YESSS (also carlatafish omg!)

Pixies love my fire dad (-_-)

Kremy and Gideon are a poly couple where Gideon gets all the babes and then Kremy swindles them out of their money /j

Disgruntled wife Kremy is so damn funny

Divorce arc for my dads /j

Gideons home depot asshole XD

Family dinner of Carlfish :)

Uh ho, Frosty teleported us in his sleep /j

#self ship #self shipping #canon can suck my metaphorical dick #self insert #a family can be a bunch of criminals and their adopted satyr child

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rendevousz · 3 years

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niagara falls of blood?

avengers x fem!teen!reader

summary: pretty much what the title is, you on your period

warnings: your moodswings ig

word count: 2765

"rise and shine, y/n!" you hear an annoying voice sing just as the lights flickered on. you grumbled something inaudible, hiding underneath your blanket to shield yourself from the brightness that steve just brought upon your room.

"y/n/n, come on. wakey-wakey!" you groan, feeling super unmotivated to train today. you even felt like punching steve in his perfect-looking face just for waking you up at the crack ass of dawn. this was unusual because you loved jogs before the sun came up and trainings before it hit noon.

"steve, if you don't shut the hell up right now, i'm gonna push you into that lake beside our usual jogging route."

"jeez, y/n, woke up on the wrong side or what?" he teases, finally leaving once he saw you were already sitting up. you groggily walked to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth before changing into your workout clothes.

"no!" you whine when you saw that you were on your period. that's why you were in a crappy mood when steve woke you up. you begrudgingly dressed up after putting on a pad, grabbing a small towel on the way out.

like you did every morning, you were gonna go on a run with steve, bucky and sam. while you loved running, you hated how steve and bucky "cheated" —as you and sam liked to call it— with their super soldier staminas. that was why you loved having sam there. not only was he great company but he was also moral support because you two would always be hilariously overtook by steve and bucky multiple times. but that didn't matter because you two would always be completely immersed in your conversations every time.

but not today though. you already knew today was going to be different. you had gotten a bad start to the day with steve's and your usual morning routine which somehow annoyed you this one time. and having to run around with your cramps definitely didn't help lighten your mood.

"kid, you okay?" sam asks from your right side. you'd been silent throughout the whole run and sam knew something was up when you didn't laugh at his jokes like how you usually would. "just cramps. they're hurting a lot so i'm probably gonna skip training today." you explain and he slowed down his pace causing you to slow down too since you always had to run side by side.

"y/n/n, you should probably stop now if you're having cramps. it might make it worse—i think? i don't know, actually. i don't know how periods work but i know cramps hurt a lot so i think you should stop. yeah, you should stop." his rambling speech made you feel a bit better now knowing he wants you to take care of yourself. "you know what? yeah, i think i'm gonna go. sorry i have to leave you with the two cheaters."

he smiled at you, telling you not to worry about it. you were touched and your mood significantly brightened but before you could reply him, rhythmic footsteps echoed from a distance from behind you two and you knew what was coming.

"on your left."

before steve and bucky could just pass by peacefully like they did the past nine times, you managed to throw a punch to steve's side, effectively slowing him down when he stumbled and then completely stopped. "what gives, y/n?!" bucky then stopped too, wanting to know what was up.

"that's for this morning." you glared at him and he looked at you in confusion, holding onto his side where you punched him. though you were significantly smaller than he was—than any of them were, really—, you could definitely throw a punch. speaking of punch, you gave him another on his other side and he flinched, giving you an incredulous look, one that resembled betrayal.

"and that's for being a cheater." you narrowed your eyes at him. "oN yOuR LeFt." you mocked him, rolling your eyes before ultimately leaving the trio to walk back to the tower. they looked at your fading figure and exchanged looks with each other in confusion. "what...what just happened?"

"y/n's on her period so we gotta be careful with her." sam explained and steve being steve, his cheeks tinted slight pink as the thought slightly embarrassed him.

"period? you mean the niagra falls of blood," bucky states, taking a long sip out his water bottle. sam rolled his eyes at this but nodded anyways. "also, she doesn't want training today so unless any of you have a death wish, don't call her down for anything other than for food, got it?"

"yes, sir."

"got it."

"you do it,"

"i don't want to, you do it."

"can one of you just do it? why don't you guys want to wake y/n up?" nat stopped bucky and steve's little argument as she turned away from the stove for a bit. "you two love waking her up and carrying her down to eat. what happened?"

"womanhood happened," steve mumbled bitterly, rubbing his sides where you hit him this morning. apparently you had hit him hard enough to bruise a little. nat rolled her eyes in realisation. "period?"

"no, no, not period. satan's montly ritual inside of y/n. you should've seen her this morning, nat. it was like she was possessed!" steve exaggerates. "okay, let's not be dramatic here," bucky rolls his eyes at his best friend. steve only looked at him with fear in his eyes and bucky sighs. "fine, i'll do it. but if i don't return, tell sam he still can't have my snacks. no one can have my snacks."

nat only shakes her head before turning back to the stove to finish cooking lunch.

meanwhile, bucky was making his way up to your room. deep down he was scared to face you after your episode in the morning. "y/n/n? doll, it's lunch." he spoke when he entered your room. he melted when he saw you all snuggled up in bed, asleep, hugging your life-sized teddy bear that tony gifted you last christmas.

"doll? time to eat," he whispered, gently shaking you awake. you slowly opened your eyes to see bucky sitting on your bed, trying to wake you up from your nap. "what time is it?" you asked, rubbing your eyes, your lips jutting out subconsciously. bucky internally cooed at how adorable you looked. "it's afternoon, you skipped breakfast so nat wants you to eat lunch." he tells you.

"tell her i'm sleepy," you said, adjusting yourself back under the blanket. "y/n/n, you gotta eat. nat's gonna kill me if i go back down there without you." he shakes you again and you look up at him with you doe eyes. "then don't go back down. cuddle me, jamesie!" you pouted, giving him your best sad puppy look.

he had a brief internal battle with himself before losing and giving in, slipping next to you and hugging you, providing you warmth that even your blanket couldn't provide. bucky knew nat would have his head but how could he say no to that adorable face? and you using his real name? ultimate weakness.

soon, you were back asleep, cuddling up to him. he smiled down at you, loving how peaceful you seemed when you were sleeping. and before he knew it, he too fell asleep.

"what's taking him so long?" nat huffed and steve's jaw dropped slightly, looking at her in worry. "who's telling sam he can't have bucky's snacks?"

"don't be ridiculous, steve. go get them or i'm telling sam he can't have your snacks too." steve sighs, getting up from the barstool and making his way up to your room.

safe to say he was expecting pretty much anything but the sight of you and bucky asleep, cuddled up to each other. steve's lips jutted out and he cooed at you both. he snapped a quick picture before approaching you two, sitting on your bed beside your sleeping figure.

"y/n/n? sweetie, you need to eat." he says softly as he shook you awake. the shaking seemed to wake bucky up too and when your eyes fluttered open, steve smiled down at you. "bubba? it's lunch," he looks over at bucky in disappointment for having fallen asleep when he had a task. bucky only shrugs his shoulders as if saying 'hey man, i had no choice'.

"stevie?" you groaned out and he smiled. "come on, let's go have lunch, nat is waiting downstairs." he tries to get you to sit up but you resist. "come sleep, stevie," you pulled the same trick you did with bucky and it's no surprise the blond super-soldier fell for it too. everyone had a soft spot for you.

steve laid next to you and you're then sandwiched between two super-soldiers, already falling back asleep in just seconds.

"you know nat's gonna kill us, right buck?"

"then let her try. we can use y/n/n to get out of it. i mean, can you even recall the last time anyone said no to that adorable face?"

"sam says no to her sometimes."

"yeah but he always ends up feeling bad so,"

"okay yeah, you're right."

"that's exactly why we're stuck in this situation, right dear ol' stevie? so i say we just sleep and if nat tries to scold us, we'll technically be under y/n/n's protection because nat won't scream in our faces in front of her."

"good call. night, buck."

"night, steve."

"i can't believe i sent two super-soldier idiots to go wake up y/n on her period. i didn't think they meant it literally when they were afraid they weren't gonna come back." nat paces around the kitchen and wanda watches in amusement. it had been almost a whole hour since bucky was sent to get you and thirty minutes since steve was sent to do so too and both men hadn't returned with you for lunch.

"do you really think y/n/n is having a temper tantrum or something and those idiots are caught in the middle of it?" nat asks and wanda shook her head. "i doubt. y/n can get a little cranky but only if provoked. y/n on her period is overall a sweetheart like she always is. maybe steve was being annoying this morning. i mean, he always is annoying during morning jogs because he always has to announce when he overtakes us." wanda rolls her eyes at the fact.

"okay, you know what? come with me to get them. i mean with our joint forces, there's no way we're going to get sucked into whatever those idiots did. let's go,"

nat didn't give the younger woman a chance to reply before she's storming upstairs to your room and wanda had no choice but to rush along.

"well? are we going to wake them up or what?" wanda asks nat, not taking her eyes off the adorable sight she was met with right as she entered your room.

"i want to get mad at steve and bucky for not waking her up because she hasn't eaten yet but somehow i can't." nat states, looking like she's having an existential crisis.

"well, no lunch for these three, i guess. they better have dinner though or i'm actually going to get mad. let's go, wands." nat closes your door, but not before snapping a pic of you three cuddled up and sending it to the group chat.

nat: [attached photo]

peter: OMG SHE LOOKS SO TINY AND ADORABLE SQUISHED IN BETWEEN THOSE TWO 🥺🥺🥺

tony: IS THAT SAFE? CAN MY BABY EVEN BREATHE PROPERLY?????? NAT WHY ARE YOU JUST LETTING IT HAPPEN

wanda: stark, she's fine

thor: aw, i hope lady y/n gets all the rest she needs. she looks peaceful 🥰

clint: wait no fair i wanna cuddle her too 🥺😭

sam: dang it does this mean i still can't have bucky's snacks

bucky: stay away from my snacks.

"look who finally decided to show." you hear tony tease when you finally came down to dinner.

after waking up an hour prior, you woke up the two super-soldiers sandwiching you by pushing them off your bed. they couldn't even be mad at you when you had burst out in contagious laughter at your own stunt, before leaving to let you wash up.

"how are you feeling, sweetie?" bruce asks you as you sat in between him and tony on the dining table. "i'm good, bruce, why do you ask?"

"we've been hearin' a lot about you today, cupcake." tony winks at you before continuing to eat his food. you pout at him. "bad things?"

"no, no, no, not bad things, never bad things. you're the sweetest little cupcake and everyone loves you. now eat your food," tony pretends to make an angry face at you and you listen to him, smiling as you do so.

after dinner, you decided to lounge in the common room for a bit to watch tv and thor, clint, wanda and sam decide to join you.

"what are we watching?" sam asks as he plops down next to you on the couch. "i don't know, i'm kinda in the mood to watch my little pony." you quipped happily. "my little pony? that stupid ponies cartoon where the purple unicorn has magic and becomes a princess?"

"it's not stupid," you muttered under your breath, suddenly getting upset that he thought my little pony was stupid. "if you guys don't want to watch, i guess we can watch whatever you want." you told the rest who were already seated, a sad expression on your face.

"bubs! of course we want to watch it! right, sam?" wanda glares at sam as she asked him through gritted teeth. "y–yes! yes, we'll watch my little pony!" he replies quickly. "okay!" you cheer, leaning back against the couch as you turned the show on.

after an episode was done, you seemed to have gotten the others hooked on it because they asked for another episode. well, except for sam because he decided one episode was enough and it was time to sleep so he left.

"okay," you giggled, happy that they liked the show. "but i'm going to go get my snacks first." you walked to the kitchen to quickly get your bag of pretzels from the pantry. you were pretty sure it was the period moodswings that were causing your emotions to be all over the place because you cried. you cried because you were so excited to go get your snacks, only to find that it had been stolen.

you trudged back into the living room with a tear-stained face and wanda immediately stands up. "bubs, what's wrong?" she held both your shoulders as she looked down at you. you hiccup. "i–i think pete took my pretzel sticks." you pouted to try keep the incoming tears at bay but they managed to drop anyways.

"i'll kill him," clint stands up, hands held out in a fighting stance. "how dare he steal y/n/n's snacks." wanda rolls her eyes at his antics and gives him a look that tells him to back down.

"lady y/n," thor calls from his spot on the couch. you turn to him. "i have a stash of poptarts if you want?" he offered and as kind as his intentions were, you only wanted your pretzel sticks. you dropped down to the floor, staring silently into nothing.

"y/n," clint places a hand on your shoulder, trying to get you to get up but you didn't. you looked up at him with a small pout and glossy eyes and he cracked. "alright, thor, come with me to the grocery store. we're getting y/n/n's snacks,"

thor immediately gets up, following clint out the door. you couldn't believe that the avengers' own archer and god of thunder were willing to go out just to buy you snacks.

twenty minutes later, they came back with bags of different snacks but most importantly, your pretzel sticks. you ran to them, giving them the biggest hug you could give, prompting chuckles and hair ruffles from them. "anything for you, kiddo."

despite having just gotten your snack, you fell asleep ten minutes into the next episode and thor goes to carry you back to your room. he sets you down gently on your bed, pulling your blanket up so that you were warm.

"sleep well, lady y/n." he kisses the side of your head before leaving. and sleep well you did because you had an awesome family take care of you.

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I’ve been waiting for your requests to open and they finally are! Could I request a Melina x reader where they live together on her farm. They’re in a relationship but when Alexei comes back with Nat and Yelena, Melina goes back to him. Reader leaves them be but still helps in taking down the redroom but dies in the process and basically it’s just a lot of angst, regret on Melina’s part and a lot of grief. I really feel like crying today and I was inspired by the Wanda x reader with Vision but I really need a not happy ending. Thank you very much 🥰

I'm not ready to say goodbye

Warnings: Main character death, emotional dependence, depression, suicidal thoughts and therefore 18+ only, Love triangles, angst, Yelena is a great comedian

Word count: 3.4 K

Pairing: Melina Vostokoff x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Despite having a beautiful relationship, the arrival of Alexei makes Melina have mixed feelings about her past relationship.

Reader made a promise that she plans to keep, regardless if Melina stopped loving her.

Requests: OPEN

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IMPORTANT WARNING: If you or your partner have any of the attitudes that the reader takes,tt is important that you see a mental health specialist. Emotional dependency is NOT a game

"It's strange, isn't it?"

"The fact that?"

"The fact that, we were what we were, and yet here we are… you and I, enjoying our lives, while you try to educate those disgusting pigs, and I, try to pass my knowledge of chemistry at the local university

Mel put her weight on her forearms, so she could get up a little and be able to stare at me, while I was still lying down and playing with her long locks.

"Hey, don't tell Alexei that he's disgusting, he'll be offended" I playfully hit her shoulder, causing the brunette to lie down again, while we both gave each other a smile "In spite of everything, I thank the Red Room for the simple fact of having met you” she gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek

"I think we agree on something, Кролик девочка, I appreciate that, thanks to that torture, I met my perfect doll" I licked her cheek

"You suck Y/N" she wiped her cheek with a quick movement

"You can't say anything, not when you're working with pigs!"

“Even they are cleaner than you”

“Ouch”

“Honey, we better go to sleep, you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow”

"I'll sleep, but on one condition"

"Which?"

"Give me a kiss"

Melina quickly began to distribute small and loud kisses all over my face, until it culminated in a much longer and more sensual kiss on my lips.

"These and those you want, my life"

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"Miss Y/L/N" the secretary of the university interrupted in my classroom, making us all turn to look at her

"Yes Rachel?"

“Your wife is looking for you in your office. She says it's urgent."

"Thank you very much for notifying me, Rachel" the blonde left the room, so I turned to look at the students "well, guys, the class will have to end a little earlier than expected, but remember that you already have a pending task"

The guys didn't even wait for me to finish speaking, when they quickly put their things away and left.

Without running, I quickly but discreetly walked towards my office, only to find a distraught Melina pacing my office.

"What happen dear?"

"Alexei escaped from prison and is with Yelena and Natasha"

"And how do you know that?"

“In New York there is a lot of talk about the retirement of the Avengers, while Dreykov informed me of the disappearance of Yelena, and the perfect escape of Alexei”

"And that should concern us, why…?"

“What if they try to find me? You and I would be discovered, or worse, the same room. Это может навредить нам…”

The brunette started to ramble, while having a small anxiety attack, so I carefully put my hands on her cheeks, to make her beautiful eyes look directly at me.

“First, I think it would be very unlikely that they would want to look for you, second, I think you are exaggerating, baby, I don't see such extraordinary reasons to put you in this state; And lastly, if any of your assumptions prove true, I will protect you.”

I felt how her body, despite not being completely relaxed, began to give in to my thumbs tenderly caressing her cheeks, while giving me a slightly crooked smile.

"Of course, you're right" she smiled at me adorably, and gave me a small kiss on my lips

"Of course, I'm always right"

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No, I wasn't right this time.

A week ago, Alexei , Natasha and Yelena had come to our humble cabin, making Melina act completely strange. I understand, I was seeing her, 'daughters' and her… whatever Alexei was.

But even so, I found it strange that Melina along with Alexei seemed to want to ignore me, while Yelena and Natasha herself, were very nice to me, despite their circumstances for which they came here. In fact, even the girls themselves had noticed the almost uncanny closeness between their 'parents'.

So one day when Alexei and the girls were out, I set out to talk to Melina. While she was working on her tablet right in the dining room, with a loud noise I sat next to her, to notify her of my presence.

No, I wasn't right this time.

A week ago, Alexei , Natasha and Yelena had come to our humble cabin, making Melina act completely strange. I understand, I was seeing his, 'daughters' and his... whatever Alexei was.

So, one day both Alexei and the girls went out to talk to Melina. While she was working on her tablet right in the dining room, with a loud noise I sat down next to her, to let her know of my presence.

"What the hell is wrong with you Melina?"

The use of his last name let him know that he was serious.

"With me?, nothing happens" his voice stuttered a little

"Do you know that to be a spy you lie terribly?" She only looked at me out of the corner of her eye, making me notice her discomfort.

“I think I still love Alexei” he whispered, so much so that I didn't understand him.

"what?"

"I think I'm still in love with Alexei" she whispered again

"Melina, stop fooling around"

“I am in love with Alexei”

The mere fact of hearing that phrase made my heart break, I felt how I was short of air, how an almost harmful heat settled on my neck, how my limbs trembled, and how my eyes began to fill with tears.

“Wh…what?

“I'm sorry, Y/N” she had also started to tear up “but, I can't compare how I feel about you and how I feel about him; he was very important…” I couldn't even hear her speech, my ears were completely covered, trying to analyze, when it was the exact moment Melina realized that Alexei still had her heart. Until she said, what she feared the most. "Sorry, Y/N, ours, it can't be"

"No Melina, please" now that my crying had become much louder, I tried to take her arm, but she moved it away with a slight movement

“I'm sorry, Y/N. I really didn't want things to end like this."

“No, Lina, please, don't leave me” I took her arm tightly, hugging her, while staining her shirt with tears “do you want me to change? I swear I can change; But please don't leave me. Melina, without you, I'm going to die. Please"

I was so involved in begging for some affection, that I didn't realize that they had returned, Alexei, knowing why I was crying, preferred to leave the scene, while Natasha looked disapprovingly at the brunette, Yelena just looked at me with pity

"Y/N, please" Melina also had tears on her cheeks, but carefully, she tried to erase them with her free hand "I just need you to understand me"

“How do you expect me to understand you?” Natasha scolded her

"This is none of your business" Melina countered.

"It is, when she's been nothing but enjoyable and nice to us, not to mention having to put up with your fucking shit for years."

"NATASHA!"

I stopped listening to their fight, my panic made my ears close, leaving me alone, along with my terrible thoughts

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Natasha was able to find me a small place to live, near the center of St. Petersburg. Because even though the last thing I wanted was to be separated from Melina, seeing her interacting with Alexei made my heart break a little more.

I hadn't left the apartment in days, my food was running low, I hadn't taken a shower in days, I barely had the strength to cook anything other than a sandwich, but who the fuck cares? The only person I cared about stopped caring, so who cares?

Hopefully I had the willpower to take a little shower, but I always had the same problem, the mirror.

The mirror and I had been bitter enemies for years, but when Melina was by my side, my reflection didn't bother me; if she told me I was beautiful, I looked beautiful, but now that she was gone, I only saw my worst flaws.

My body was thin enough for people to think I was sick, not counting its multiple scars, abuse marks and deep torture, my dark circles only made evident my lack of sleep, my huge nose.

Every day I looked in the mirror, it made me want to cry even more; Sure, how did I expect Melina to stay with me, if I'm the ugliest woman?

Almost always, when I looked at a mirror, I tried to run as far away from it as possible, so this time I thought it would be a good idea to go to a place too far from me, in the center of the city.

So, not caring about my wet hair, I just put on some jeans, a simple t-shirt, a sweatshirt, and some sneakers. I took the little keys, a little money, and I got out of those damn walls.

Melina had always said that going to the city was a great danger, we were an easy target for the red room, so being here, without Melina's protection, while breaking her rules, made me feel strange, like a little girl who disobeyed her mother, and now she is lost, unable to return home.

Despite that, as soon as I saw the faces of the people, their kindness, and their beautiful smiles, I began to walk a little more calmly; buying a little organic jam, and the occasional crossword booklet, which helped me calm down.

Suddenly, I heard a big commotion, people looked up, pointing their finger to a specific place, while keeping their big mouth open; the dogs began to bark, the children hid in their mothers' petticoats, while the adults began to tense up.

The noise of engines began to reach my ears, which made me look up, only to notice, at least 3 aircraft were above the sky of St. Petersburg. 3 airships that I could recognize as belonging to no one but Dreykov, to the red room.

The beating of my heart began to resound in my ears, a tremendous desire to vomit settled in my throat, and my legs began to tremble; they had found me, Dreykov had found me, and now he wanted me to return to him.

I dropped my few purchases, and began to run, causing the other inhabitants to start looking away from the sky, only to land on the crazy girl who had started running, as if they were chasing her.

I hadn't realized that I had run far enough, until I recognized the place where I was, it was near my old home, just a few kilometers from Melina.

I was so focused on running, and hoping to get a look at Melina, that I didn't realize that I had collided with some other moving body, not only making me stop running, but even making me fall off my feet. face to face and bounce a bit

"What the hell?"

"Y/N?"

"Yelena? What's wrong? Why are you running?"

"Why do you run?"

“I saw that the red room is here, just as I had gone out into the city; I got scared, so I started running to... nowhere. Have you already seen it? Are you okay?

“In fact, the room… they were captured. I had had an argument with them, so I hid, so much so that they couldn't find me” the blonde started to sob, so I carefully ran my hand up her arm, giving her elbow a squeeze “Natasha is supposed to and I were going to destroy it together, but now that they have it, I don't know what to do. She is the one who knew what to do, I was only going to support her, but... I can't do it by myself."

"Hey, of course you're not alone, am I painted?"

She looked at me with confusion in her eyes, trying to analyze my words.

“Oh Y/N, you don't have to help me. Trust me, you just have to stay hidden. You already have a life after being a widow, why fight?"

“I made a promise to Melina. I promised that I would love and protect her all the days of my life, until my last breath.

We both started to walk to Melina's cabin, because, if someone was ready with a weapon to take down the bad guys, that would be Melina.

“Are you going to help mama Melina despite what she did to you?” asked Yelena incredulously

“Дорогой, I, NEVER, break my promises”

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Entering the building was not easy at all, especially knowing that they had separated the family members into 2 completely different sections; So, while Yelena rescued Melina and Alexei and helped us free the widows, I tried to rescue Natasha and help her bring down Dreykov.

Yelena was apparently already halfway through her mission along with Lina and Alexei, while I had barely found the Avenger.

"Y/N, what are you doing here?"

"Same as you, make Dreykov burn in hell" carefully, I released her wrists from the manacles that held her captive "so what's the plan, avenger?"

“We have to take Dreyvok to the west wing, there is an emergency bomb there, if we activate it and leave it long enough to disable its escape, we will end not only the mastermind, but also the main building. The women of the world will be able to be in peace”

“Okay, that last one was heard too much from Captain America, I think you've been hanging out with him for a long time. But, it's a great idea. Come on, your sister is already with Lina and with Alexei”

"Come on, before he gets to us"

We both started running from the wing on the east side, to the middle of the building and just as we were going to start moving towards the west side, we ran into some agitated Alexei , Melina and Yelena.

“Do you have Dreykov behind you yet?” Yelena asked

"Y/N, what are you doing here?" Melina asked

“Trying to win you back, oh, and I'm also baking a delicious chocolate cake. What do you think I'm doing? I'm saving the world's ass."

"The world has no ass, but…" Yelena began to ramble

"I'm serious, Y/N" Melina interrupted "You shouldn't be here, I'll help you get out of here, you don't owe anything to me or anyone here, you should be trying to rebuild your life"

"Listen to me" carefully, I took her cheeks, making her forehead collide with mine; our eyes closed just enjoying the contact of the other and her smell “years ago I promised you that no matter the circumstances I would protect you, even if it put me at risk. And you know, I'm a woman of my word" I opened my eyes, giving her a quick, but meaningful kiss on her nose, moving away quickly to take Natasha's arm "Let's go, we still have to kill an asshole"

I didn't give Melina enough time to respond, when Natasha and I had started running again.

———————————————————————————

Natasha and I had been giving Dreyvok a few good hits, leaving him less time for the bomb to explode, the only thing we didn't know is that, the helipad was less than 5 minutes from this room, 6 minutes was enough for the escape, but we needed at least 8.

With a strong blow, Natasha had sent him to the ground, while he had a hard time getting back up.

I turned my head to look at the clock, seeing that it was 9 minutes before the explosion, I forcefully turned Natasha's body and pushed her to the door.

"Leave away!"

"Y/N, we can't leave, he will leave"

“Not if I stay”

"No, I won't let you stay"

"It's not a question" I took her wrist tightly, forcing her to look me in the eyes "you have 2 families waiting for you at home, I have nothing, I have no one to wait for me after this... just go away"

I released her, only for Dreykov 's arms to tighten around my neck, trying to suffocate me, but with a quick movement I loosened his grip and went back to fight him.

"Y/N!"

"Just go away!" Natasha, with tears in her eyes, turned to open the door and run, but before she could do so, she spoke, despite being now on top of Dreykov "Natasha!" she came back just to look at me "Tell Melina to always love her, with every fiber of my being"

Without further ado, the redhead ran out of my sight.

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Narrate Melina

"Where are you going?" Alexei asked as he poured himself another drink.

"I'm going to do what I had planned for months"

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

“No, I need to do this by myself”

He simply respected my request, and let me out. So, I got into the truck I had obtained, and carefully, I started driving to the municipal cemetery.

Already there, I bought two bouquets of flowers, which combined white carnations with some pink, and others red.

Entering the large lot, I was quickly able to find the tombstone that I had so much trouble looking at, the name 'Natasha Romanoff ' was surrounded by flowers, love, admiration and gratitude, while the tombstone next to her seemed almost empty, without love, without someone who could mourn her loss, no one, except me, who every day, felt emptier without her.

I carefully placed their respective bouquet of flowers, adorning the name of my beautiful 'Y/N Y/L/N'

“Hello, my love” I greeted, trying to swallow my tears “I know it's been a while since I didn't come to greet you, even though I had visited my малышка ” I carefully traced her name carved in stone “but, you have to understand me, it is not easy to know that the love of my life is buried 5 meters under the ground. I'm not ready to say goodbye”

I was completely silent, not knowing what to do, why the hell was I talking to a piece of stone and earth as if they were Y/N? Who am I kidding? Y/N left, left and everything was my damn fault.

Y/N was stubborn, like a damn mule, but if I had begged her to stay in St. Petersburg, she would have, but she didn't even give me time to ask, much less say goodbye

"What are you doing here?"

"I just came to think" the other person sat next to me, while I rested my head on her shoulder "Did you come to see Natasha?"

"Actually, I came to see Y/N" the person left a bouquet of sunflowers, and a small pinwheel that had a happy face in the center "You know, I didn't know her at all, but she helped us, she was very nice with you , despite what happened… she took care of my mom for years”

I started to cry in a more violent way, she took care of me for decades, and how do I repay her? Letting her go for someone who doesn't make me feel a tenth of what she made me feel.

“Sometimes I feel that life has no meaning without her, sometimes I feel that the one who should have died was me, not her, not my маленький цветок”

"Mom, don't say that, she wouldn't like to know what you think… she knew you had us, Natasha and me, and even though Natasha is gone, Fanny and I will always be good company" she said blonde gave me a sad smile, making me do the same

"You are always welcome, my girls" I got up to kiss her cheek

"Okay, let's go, let's do some Pelmenis in honor of Y/N and Natasha."

The blonde forced me to get up, and hugged me from the side, while we walked slowly

"Only without Fanny does not rub in my pants, I do not want it full of hair"

“We promise nothing”

Before I got in the car, I took one last look at Y/N's headstone, now showing that there were people she had marked, that we would carry a part of her with us forever, people that loved her.

'My love, I loved you, I love you and I will love you, forever and ever; until my last breath. I will miss you'

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Кролик девочка - Bunny girl

Это может навредить нам… - can hurt us…

Дорогой - darling