Are you mad?
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Pairings: Natasha romanoff x reader
Prompt: Natasha is jealous and y/n is a bit sensitive. Y/n overthinks wayyyy too much.
Warnings: slightly toxic nat (in the middle), cheating accusations, cussing, lmk if there’s any I missed.
A/N: I have a good idea for this but idk if it’s gonna turn out. Lmk if you like it and my requests are open! Also she’s so pretty like pepper spray me pleeeeeeaaassseeeee
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Y/n’s pov
Another night full of loud noises and bright lights. This party had no significance. No birthday, no win, no nothing. But Tony Stark will always find something.
Even if it is nothing. He will use it.
So like I was saying, I’m sitting here at this party just wanting to go back to my room. But unfortunately I need to be here for publicity purposes.
I make it through most of the party with minimal effort. Not many people have the urge to talk to me aside from the occasional drunk person. But Bruce comes up to me and sits down with his drink.
Like me, bruce doesn’t really do big interactions and stuff.
Natasha on the other hand, is one of our most popular avengers and the most sought after. So she must deal with people all night. I don’t mind though. She has her fun. And I watch.
Bruce cuts into my thinking with a sigh and I look over at him and say
“Penny for your thoughts?”
He looks at me and shakes his head a bit.
I nod knowing sometimes people just don’t want to talk. But I still leave the offer open.
“Well, if you need to talk I’m here till Natasha gets drunk. Which, knowing her, won’t be for a while.”
He sighs again after a while and turns to me and says
“I like this girl”
I immediately perk up and say
“Ooh! What’s her name? Do I know her?”
He blushes and nods and says
“Who she is is not the problem I’m having”
And I nod my head and say
“Right… so… what is the problem?”
He thinks for a bit and says
“How do I know that she will want me even after she sees the other guy.”
I sigh and take a minute to think about it. That’s a tough one and I don’t want to say the wrong thing. After a second I decide to try a different approach.
“Why don’t you think she will like you?”
He gets a bit awkward and says
“Well, you’ve seen the other guy. You know how he is. How could anybody love a monster like me?”
I frown and say
“I don’t think you’re a monster”
He scoffs and brushes my comment aside and I tilt my head and I say
“Do you think I’m a monster?”
He looks at me and says
“No! No you’re not a monster!”
I nod my head and figure out where I’m going to go with it.
“Do you think Natasha, or Wanda, or the rest of the team are monsters?”
He shakes his head and once again says
“No! I’d never think that about you guys”
I give him a look and then say
“So what makes you think we would think of you any different? Or better yet, she”
He thinks and says
“Well- the other guy, he’s dangerous and scary. And he hurts people”
I nod my head for him to continue
“And I can’t control him.”
I nod my head and sigh. I think for a second while biting my cheek and I say
“Well. Like I was saying. We have all been dangerous and scary before. But that’s not what makes us us right?”
He nods his head and I continue
“And as for your worries about losing control, have you ever thought about the fact that you desensitize him?”
I reference hulk and he shakes his head
I nod mine and say
“Well, I think that maybe you are having a hard time controlling him because you’re constantly fighting with him, and you never really have given him the chance to be anything other than angry.”
He nods his head and says
“Yeah.”
I put my hand on his knee for reassurance and I say
“Bruce, if you take time to learn more about him and if you work with him instead of working against him, then maybe he’d be more willing to work with you as well. Maybe the switch between you and him would come easier even.”
He looks at me and says
“Well how would I do that?”
“Maybe give him a safe space. It sounds weird, but when I am feeling trapped and like I can’t breathe, I freak out and lash out on everyone. Maybe he does the same. Maybe if you give him a space where he doesn’t feel any pressure, then he might be able to work with you better”
He nods his head understanding and says
“Thank you y/n, you always have the best advice”
We hug each other and I say
“Now go get Dr. Cho.”
I smirk when he blushes and I say
“I knew you had a little crush the whole time. Sorry. I couldn’t help but let you have your moment though”
He laughs it off and gets up to go talk with her.
What I didn’t see happening during our conversation is Natasha.
I turn around to see her starring daggers into my soul. I walk over to her with a confused look and say
“Hey baby!”
She has a really tight grip on her drink so I softly take it from her and hand it to a random person who gladly takes it.
She grabs my hand and pulls me to an empty hallway and as she’s pulling me her grip on my wrist hurts and I say
“Ow! Baby you’re hurting me”
She grips tighter as if she doesn’t even hear me. Or maybe she does and just doesn’t care.
She only lets go when we’re in the hallway and I say
“What’s wrong?”
I rub my wrist which now has a growing red mark on it and she says
“What’s going on with you and Bruce?!”
I look at her confused and she says
“Huh? Are you just gonna sit there acting dumb or are you gonna answer me?!”
Her voice is laced with venom. And I say
“Baby I don’t know what you’re talking about”
She huffs and says
“You and Banner! You think I wouldn’t see how you were both giving each other googly eyes and how you put your hand on his knee?! And that hug! God that hug was so touchy!!”
I furrow my eyebrows and say
“Baby nothing is going on between us! He was asking for help about a crush. And I also talked to him about hulk”
She scoffs and says
“You’re lying to me. You’re such a fucking cheater!”
she goes to walk away but I say
“Wait! You don’t get to call me that and just walk away! I didn’t do anything baby”
I try to think on my toes since if I don’t act fast she’s leaving. So I do what my heart says to do.
I pull her into me for a kiss and she melts into it. Once I pull away I know she is calmed down a bit and I brush some stray hairs from her face and say
“Baby, I would never ever in a million years cheat on you. I’m sorry it looked like that but I can assure you I only have eyes for you. And he likes Cho anyways”
She sighs and mumbles
“You’re right. I don’t know what came over me. I’m sorry”
I nod my head and say
“We’ve still got a few hours before the party is over. We better get back out there before we get in trouble”
She nods her head and leaves promptly. I take a minute and let out a breath. She didn’t even say I love you to me. No kiss. No nothing. Just left.
I look down and my now slightly raw wrist. I sigh and roll my eyes knowing that I have to cover this up before going back so I run to my room and use my makeup skills to cover it up and for good measure I put on a few bracelets. Then I head back down to the stupid party.
I sit in a corner hiding from everyone even more than before. And I think about Natasha. I immediately get lost in my thoughts.
Did it really look like I was cheating? Maybe it did. Maybe I was cheating. I mean. That hand on his knee was weird I guess. I thought I was comforting him though. Oh my god. I was cheating on Natasha! She had every right to be mad at me. God I’m such a bad girlfriend. She should have broken up with me!
“Y/n?”
I snap back into reality when Wanda waves her hand in my face.
She looks worried. I furrow my eyebrows when I feel hot liquid running down my cheeks.
I reach up to touch it and realize I’m crying. I softly look back up at Wanda and then before she can say anything I bolt.
I run to my old room. I don’t stay here anymore since I’ve moved into Natasha’s room.
But there’s still some essential things in there in case someone needs a place to stay.
That someone is apparently me now.
I can’t go back to Natasha. I can’t face her. I’m a fucking cheater. She hates me. That’s why she didn’t say she loves me when she left.
She must not have known how to break up with me. So she just walked away and that’s how she broke up with me.
I snap back out of my thoughts once again and I get in my pajamas and in my bed. It’s not comfortable at all.
I’m only comfy when Natasha is with me. When her warm touch combats my cold one.
Guess Im never gonna be comfortable again. She is leaving me.
A soft knock comes from my door about an hour later. I check the time and see that the party is probably over by now.
I don’t answer but they come in anyways.
“Y/n?”
I look over and see Wanda and she immediately comes over to me and envelopes me in a hug.
“What’s wrong sestra?”
I shrug my shoulders and she says
“Don’t shut me out. Please. It’ll only make whatever is happening worse. Please talk to me”
I sigh knowing she’s right and I try to find the right words but I can’t so I just blurt out
“I cheated on Natasha!”
Her eyes widen in shock but she quickly recovers the best she can and tries to assess the situation before making assumptions.
“Okay. Um. What happened? With who?”
I look down and say
“With Bruce”
She furrows her eyebrows and says
“I thought you were only interested in girls?”
I nod my head and tears are falling but I don’t let them affect me
“I am! I’m only interested in Natasha!”
She is confused and she says
“Okay then how did you cheat on her?”
“Well. During the party Bruce came to me about his crush on Dr. Cho, and I ended up talking with him about her and the hulk. I tried to be comforting for him and I put my hand on his knee. Then we hugged and I went to Natasha and she pulled me out and yelled at me and got all sideways. Then when I tried to clear it up she agreed with it and dropped it but when she left back to the party she didn’t kiss me or say I love you to me or anything! So she just didn’t know how to break up with me for cheating on her!”
Wanda listens to my rant but before I can go any further she stops me and says
“Y/n you did not cheat on Natasha. Sure she might be a bit salty but you didn’t do anything wrong okay?”
I sniffle and nod my head and say
“But she still doesn’t want me”
Wanda shakes her head and says
“No. That’s not true. She loves you. You just need to talk to her about it okay? I’m sure she is missing you right now”
Right as Wanda says that, we hear another knock from the door. And in comes Natasha.
“Y/n? Are you in here?”
She says softly and then sees us together and says
“Oh. Hey.. Are you alright?”
I sniff and nod my head still thinking she is mad at me and Wanda gets up to leave. I try to make her stay but she whispers softly that I need to talk to nat about it.
Wanda goes to nat and says
“Listen and talk okay?”
Nat nods her head and immediately after Wanda steps out she rushes to me and says
“What’s wrong baby?”
I sniffle again. Damn snot. Then I whimper out.
“Are you mad at me?”
She furrows her eyebrows and says
“Why would I be mad at you baby?”
I shrugged my shoulders shutting down a bit but Natasha knows this all too well.
“Baby don’t shut me out. Tell me please”
I sigh once again and say
“You were so mad when you said I cheated on you.”
She shakes her head a bit and says
“No. I was not thinking straight. I let jealousy overtake my reasoning and I blew up at you. It was wrong of me.”
I look up at her and say
“So you’re not leaving me?”
She laughs a bit and says
“You didn’t think you could get rid of me that easily did you?”
I giggle a bit from her laughter and I shrug my shoulders saying
“I dunno.”
She pulls me into a tight hug and whispers in my ear
“Baby. I am not breaking up with you. Not now not ever.”
I sigh at her reassurance and nod my head. Then I yawn and she says
“You wanna head back to our room?”
I nod my head and say
“Can we cuddle?”
She frowns at me and immediately gets tense and says
“No”
She starts walking away and I look at her in surprise and bow my head low and say
“Oh. Okay”
I trail behind her and she turns around and starts laughing and says
“Baby I was kidding. Of course we can cuddle”
I look at her and immediately get excited again. She holds her arms open for me and says
“Come here detka”
I run into her arms and hug her. Then she ends up picking me up and carrying me to our room.
She carries me to our room and since I’m already in my pajamas, she just plops me on the bed and gives me a kiss.
Then she trails her kisses down to my neck and I say
“Baby not tonight I’m tired”
She doesn’t listen and keeps kissing me. I go to say something and she suddenly blows a raspberry into my neck and makes me laugh and I say
“Stop! Stop! That tickles!!”
She giggles and pulls away and says
“Sorry. I had to”
I smile and hold my arms out for her to cuddle with me but she pulls away and I pout.
She smiles and says
“I have to get changed first baby. This dress is uncomfortable”
I nod my head and curl up in our sheets.
She comes back and snuggles up behind me. She decides to reassure me once again and says
“I’ll never leave you. Not in a million years.”
I smile and say
“I love you”
She kisses my shoulder and says
“I love you more”
I smirk and combat
“I love you most”
She giggles at our little battle and says
“I love you mostest”
I smirk and say
“I loved you first”
And she scoffs and shoved my shoulder a bit saying
“You can’t use that! It’s not fair!”
I smile at her and say
“Life’s not fair. Suck it up buttercup”
She smiles and kisses my lips and says
“Sleep detka. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow”
I smile and close my eyes softly.
“I love you”
I hear Natasha mumble into my neck and I squeeze the hand that’s wrapped around my waist a bit to say it back without words.
I love you too.
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A/N: man that took a while. I forgot about this one lol. Don’t forget I take requests!! Not gonna lie I was way too nice to Bruce in this one. I love me some good Bruce slander. So I might make a fic with Bruce slander lolololollll (it’s not the fact that I hate him. It’s the fact that he likes my girl)
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People are ridiculously entitled and it’s genuinely so disheartening. Books are someone’s ART. You don’t just get to alter a name in someone else’s creative work. (I’m appalled people out there think this is remotely acceptable - writers are not court jesters nor do they exist to please everyone - no human being nor their creative work does, in fact!) Thanks for putting your various responses out there! Here’s hoping people learn to respect and appreciate artists and creators once again
Quoth Nora Roberts:
I am not here to be a slave to certain reader’s wants, needs, whims. Again, I write what I write, and these are MY characters, in my books. Not yours. They are yours to enjoy or not, but they belong to me, they come from me...
You don’t have to agree, but I’m not writing for your particular point of view. Again, I’ve explained my reasons for this. I won’t do so again. My characters, my books, my decision. If you want something else, read something else.
And yes, I said that, too. Blast away, it changes nothing. I am not obliged to meet an individual’s demands.
So.
First off:
If you're really super chill about the idea of being able to change what writers write just because you didn't like a detail you think is small and irrelevant, I would sincerely encourage you to read La Nora's full thoughts on similar issues... and yeah, I'm gonna equate something as "small" as a name with what Nora's talking about here. Because it is ALL the author's domain. I've never personally subscribed to the idea that a work "isn't yours anymore" once it's out in the world. The way people interpret and interact with it isn't yours, sure. But it's still your creation, and you should be the only person with control over the content.
... and sometimes, I, as a reader, don't like what authors do with their content. I get it. I don't like that Lisa Kleypas edited her work years after publishing it, because I'm big on the "own what you wrote originally even if it's uncomfy" train... (for the most part--editing the fetishization of Cam and Kev would've made sense to me). And I don't think there's anything wrong with readers pointing out problematic shit in a writer's work, offering critique in an open forum, as Smart Bitches, Trashy books did when reading Hello, Stranger, which I speculate may have prompted some of Lisa's edits.
But! I can't say that it would ever be my right as a reader to, say, use future technology to tell my reading device "edit out the times Cam says shit that reads super fetishized". It's just kind of repellent to me to imagine rewriting someone's work in any way without their permission. Fuck, I don't even like the idea of estates releasing sequels or revised versions of books unless the author indicated that such was in their wishes in their will. (See: the TWO official Gone with the Wind sequels/prequels/whatever authorized by Margaret Mitchell's estate.)
We, as readers, have our lanes. The writers have theirs. And sometimes, as writers, they do tiny things or BIG things in their lanes that we dislike. (I love Tiffany Reisz's Original Sinners series, for the most part. I really, REALLY hate the most recent book in the series. HATE. IT. But the only thing I can do about that shit is just pretend that book never happened, which I actually can fairly efficiently because I do in fact control what my brain does. Or, seek out books that give me what that series didn't with that most recent book. Sierra Simone's do a bangin' job.) But you know... Not only do I not think it is safe for me to merge into their lane... I don't want writers to feel like they have to submit to demand and give away pieces of their work in order to keep selling.
(And honestly? For the vast majority, I don't think it would make enough of a difference anyway--writers are often sold bills of goods with new strategies or tech. "This will change the way you sell books". Most writers won't ever be able to write full time anyway, and I find the way that this fantasy that you'll be able to do otherwise with THIS TECH optimizing your writing time, or THIS SUBSCRIPTION increasing the eyeballs that will see your book... Scammy. Not all of it's bad! But the selling strategy that you'll make more money... If you're selling on KU, if five extra people buy your book you're still making pennies, so it's gotta be more than one thing that converges to create the sale, and a lot of that, I gotta say, is word of mouth and people just LIKING YOUR SHIT. And I'd argue that they're more likely to like your shit if you're invested as a writer.)
Second:
No need to thank me! I honestly think that the majority of readers do appreciate what writers do (or don't feel either way about it and just read like people have always read lol) but I don't know. I can't really tell what it is--the sort of "fandom" that's been created around books (and like, author fan clubs and such have always existed, but obviously the accessibility is so different), new tech developing very rapidly when for centuries books were relatively stagnant technologically speaking, the fanficification of EVERY type of media it feels like... But the sense of entitlement that certain readers feel does seem to have grown. Or maybe it's simply become more visible. I mean, Nora Roberts has from the dawn of her writing career taken off had fans that can communicate with her, and I'm sure many have written letters like "Go give these characters a baby :(".
My biggest thing is always going to be this: some books ain't gonna be for you. There are books that sound so Caroline. I read them, and for whatever reason--writing style, one character choice, something ephemeral I can't name--they aren't. Everyone else loves these books. I'd love to love these books. I'd love to discuss these books. I'm not in the party. And that's FINE. Not every party is going to be a party I'm down for! One of my best friends loooooves Tessa Bailey and Tessa-like contemporaries. Tessa, by and large, doesn't work for me. So my friend and I can't discuss a lot of books in depth. Do I wish historicals worked for her so that I could nerd out with her? Sure! But I can't make something that doesn't work for her work for her, and I can't make Tessa's books work for me.
And I know that people will be like "it's just a name bitch", but... it's a slippery slope to me, just like ALL of AI and AI-related tech has been a slippery slope. Like, y'all said AI wasn't gonna be a big deal and would just make things easier, and people are now selling AI-written books under their names. Everyone said that authors would have control over how AI interacted with their books, and books are being scraped for AI on the daily.
I do not want anyone to have final control over what is and isn't in a book but the person who wrote the book. I do not want writers to feel like they need to cede any amount of control over the copy in that book over to readers in order to succeed.
And I honestly think it would be a lot healthier for everyone involved if we as readers (viewers, general audiences) just accepted that we don't get everything we want, and creatives are not here to dance to our tune. They are people, and they want to tell the stories they want to tell. Your power? Is in your dollar. If you don't like that shit, don't buy it. If you don't want to support it... don't! Fuck, if you want to talk shit on the internet about how the most recent book in the series was absolutely not for you, that's your right, too.
I don't want you fucking with a single word on the page, though. Feel free to go write your own shit--prosper! But that part of what Nora said that rings true to me most is "they come from me". These books come from writers. You have them because of those writers. So, I don't know, dude. Just take what's there, and if you dislike it, spit it out and move on to the thing you will like. Authors aren't churn factories to produce what you want, and ROMANCE as a genre, however commercial it is and however much it does have that One Rule that defines it as a genre... Is still something that writers should be allowed to experiment with. That's the work writers put in. The work readers put in? Finding shit that works for us. And I'm telling you... With a little practice, it ain't hard. How do y'all think I have all these books to recommend? Lmao
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