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natsglorifiedsimp · 2 years

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Sick & Nightmares

A/n: To the anon who asked more of the mama up AU. Here you go.

This timeline is connected to Mama up and Who's gonna tell her? If you wanna read it there it is :>

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO TONY

Not me forgetting to add the taglist💁🏻‍♀️ IM SO SO SORRY😭

Taglist: @diaryoflife @xxromanoffxx @lissaaaa145 @fxckmiup @simp-erformarvelwomen @mmmmokdok

"It was supposed to be a light fever" your dad complained. Tony, your dad was carrying you in the medbay because you were extremely not energetic than usual and Friday detected that your temperature was going up.

So here you were in your father's arm, nose congested, head feeling a little heavier than usual, and very much all you want to do is sleep.

Bruce was checking you up and you didn't have any care. All you did was wince and whine when your head was moved by Bruce.

After a few minutes that felt like an entire day, your dad finally cradled you back into your arms and you tiredly clutch his neck. Sniffles and coughs echoing throughout the hallway.

"It's cold" you whimpered, clutching your dad tighter.

"I know hun. But you know what you're gonna sleep with Dada tonight" he mused, trying to cheer you up.

You muttered a tired 'yay' and it caused you to a fit of coughs. Tony rubbed your back and hummed a random melody to try and get you to sleep which worked very well.

You were now asleep mouth ajar, ragged breathing, and snot coming out of your nose.

Tony placed you in between him and Pepper so he could check you easier if anything bad happens.

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The night went well until it didn't. You became sweaty and your breathing went more ragged than usual. Your small whimpers cannot be heard by the two people sleeping beside you.

You widen your eyes and flinch a little realizing it was just a dream but it felt too real for you.

It was Natasha falling from a cliff. The scenery was violet and all was blurry in your mind. But the redhead was very clear.

Your eyes filled with unshed tears, the image clear in your mind. You wiggled your way out of the bed, the two lovebirds fast asleep.

You needed to make sure mama was okay. You silently went out of their bedroom and made your way to Nat.

You were sniffling making your way to Nat. Your head felt heavier because tears were shedding off your cheeks. Finally making it to her door you knocked before opening it.

"Mama" you quivered, not liking that it was dark.

"Mama" you whisper-shouted. When no response was made you decided to enter her room.

You shook her body to try and wake her up but the redhead flinched and prop up to see who was trying to attack her.

The sudden movement of the redhead and her fighting stance made you flinch and cry.

"Mama" you sobbed. Natasha shakes her head finally realizing it was a pale 3-year-old that was in front of her. She relaxed her stance and cradled you into her arms.

"I'm sorry baby" she cooed. "I thought you were a ba— you're extremely warm y/n" she exclaimed, putting the back of her hand to rest on your forehead.

You sobbed uncontrollably in the arms of the redhead remembering your dream and were glad that she was okay.

"You wewe dwed mama" your nose was so congested making your speech hard to comprehend.

"Dead? I'm okay y/n/n," she assured. "It was just a nightmare"

You finally looked at the redhead to make sure she was telling the truth. You sniffled and hiccuped through a lopsided smile and kissed her cheeks.

"See? I'm okay" she soothed. "Why don't we go back to your room?"

"No" you whined. "I want sleep hewe"

You looked at the empty side of the bed to see it was not empty. It was occupied by another redhead who you knew to be Aunty Wanda.

"Why is Auntwy Wanda hewe?" you questioned through uninvited coughs.

"Well," she trailed off looking at the sleeping woman beside her. "Were having a sleepover"

You narrowed your eyes hearing a little squeak from the redhead's voice. Natasha nervously looked at you to see if you'd buy her excuse.

"Can I sweep in between?" you questioned, head tilting to the side.

"Yes, of course" she agreed. "Let me just wake Aunty Wanda up so she could scoot over"

Wanda woke up seeing a distressed pale redhead and a clearly sick 3-year-old in her arms.

"She wants to sleep here"

Wanda immediately scoots over so she could make space for you. You wiggled your way out of Natasha's arms and took the free space Wanda has given.

You opened your arms making grabby hands for the assassin but she didn't notice.

"Mama" you whined. Natasha looked at you and finally complied with your needs.

You happily sighed and sucked your thumb for comfort and the other hands you directed to Natasha's face to make sure she wouldn't leave you when you are asleep.

Wanda let out a giggle seeing the scrunched-up face of the redhead.

"Way to go mama"

#mcu #black widow #natasha marvel #natasha romonova #avengers #natasha romanov #natahsa romanoff #natasha x daughter!reader #tony x daughter!reader #wandanat #mama nat #natasha alianovna romanova #natasha fanfiction

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unveiledshroud · 8 months

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I want you to ruin me. And I don't mean just fuck me until I can't speak. No, I want to be completely ruined in every way. I want you to metaphorically choke me to the point where I feel nothing but you. Cut me, hurt me, use me, it doesn't matter how, I just need to feel you and only you. Infact, break me before you ever even fuck me. Turn me into a crying, stupid mess, begging you to stop hurting me. Remind me that I asked for this. I asked for you to torture me and ruin me as if I were your experiment. And when you're finally done, when my eyes can't focus, my face wet with tears and body perhaps covered in blood and/or bruises, fuck my barely my barley conscious body. Use me holes as you admire your sadistic art.

-is that good enough? 🥺 I can try again if you like?

Fuck i think i love you. This is so beautiful. Like I can't even put into words how poetic this was. You wrote this for me and i can feel that, this isn't just something you tell everyone. I love the idea of not even needing a mask, because your eyes will be stinging with blood. Crying uncontrollably. Maybe a nice dunk of your head into an ice bath will wake you up, unfortunately as i pull your head up i also punch you right in your cheek, making your eye swell on impact. Your weak, pathetic body falling limp as you shallowly gasp for air and sob. I want to see how fucking ridiculous you look covered in your own blood, tears, snot. Your pretty smile will be so much better when youre missing teeth. Wouldnt it be so sweet to spit your tooth into my hand so i can put it on a necklace to remember my favorite little victim?

I think it would be so sweet to make you so scared and disoriented your ears swell with a ringing to the point you cant even tell if youre screaming anymore. You can feel your throat tearing with pain as you scream, but you cant hear it. I would snap out of my rage for a moment and just hold you as you cry. Brush your hair back, rub down your back.. but once you touch me, cling to me, lean on me it instantly snaps me back into my rage. I wouldnt stab you, but i would cut you so badly you fear death. But you almost welcome it, knowing that you've served your purpose and you should be honored to have your life taken by me. But i would never, ever be done with you.

Once I've had enough fun punching, kicking, slicing, spitting, drowning, i finally finish the fun by taking your panties down and forcing my throbbing dripping cock into your sweet innocent asshole, pounding you deep and hard until i finally cum deep inside you before leaving you on the ground in a pool of your blood, piss, vomit, and cum 💖

(sorry if any of this was too far im feeling really fuckin sadistic tonight after watching that movie lmfao)

Oh, and the best part? When you wake up you can call out for me and ill come wash you off, bandage you up, and we'll go get you a treat 💖

#cxa anon #cxa smut

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kinkymagnus · 5 years

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I have to wonder if Magnus has ever broken down crying in front of someone before. Not the pretty glistening tears on cheeks perfect for a lover to wipe them away but ugly sobbing, blotchy red face, snot dripping from the nose crying. I feel like Magnus hasn't felt safe and secure enough to let himself just shatter like that in front of someone before. And like one day hes just chilling like looking out a window sipping some tea or something and he looks down and just freezes 1/2

and his subconscious mind takes over and its all “You could do it you know. You wouldn’t have to suffer life as a mundane if you did. Maybe your magic will come back and slow your fall on instinct.” and so on and his hand gets tighter and tighter on the hot ceramic mug, a hairsbreadth away from panicking. And the mug shatters the hot liquid burning his hand and the shards cutting his skin. Alec notices of course because how do you know notice a mug breaking in a quiet room 2/(word limit so short

And Alec recognizes that Magnus is panicking, clinging tighter to the window frame (On no I broke it, I can’t fix it because I have no magic and it wasn’t mine he will be angry etc) And Alec just hugs him tight and whispers soft words to him trying to distract him as he pulls him away from the window and broken ceramic and sits him down and quickly cleans it all up and Magnus just can’t understand why he isn’t yelling at him why he isn’t mad that he can’t fix it 3/(Seriously not enough space)

And when Alec comes back to double check and make sure his hand is okay he asks him why he isn’t mad and he just can’t understand why he isn’t mad which might progress into yelling “I’m useless without my magic, can’t even fix a cup insert other self depreciating things” and Alec just hugs him and Magnus just breaks, hiding his face in Alec’s shoulder, Gasping breaths in between sobs tears, spit, and saliva dampening Alec’s shirt. And at that point Alec understands why he needs his Magic back4/4

sdg;fkdfg ok another long post wow

d;lhgkflhkfgh ok ok before i address every thing that broke my heart in this, im gonna talk about magnus and ugly crying.

he just. he has a hard enough showing any sort of vulnerability, even just crying at all in front of people. but all shields down, ugly crying? ugly, gross crying that’s wet and messy where your face is scrunched up and flushed and wet and you’re gasping for breath and there’s some snot and possibly a little drool and your shoulders are shaking uncontrollably and your throat aches and your chest is shuddering??? that kind of just really ugly messy crying is something magnus hasn’t really done in front of many people.

i would say in front of ragnor (in magnus’s words, the man who knew him better than anyone, his oldest friend) and possibly, a few times in front of catarina. but even then, he probably held back as much as he could, even if it wasn’t much.

looks, after all, and his composure and confidence–those are things people like about magnus. things that give him value. not needing help, never being a burden, always being beautiful and untouched–that’s what magnus thinks he always has to do.

but then ALEC. lkjhfgh. the first few times magnus cries in front of him aren’t really ugly crying. they’re not one beautiful tear, but they’re not really fully letting go, either. but at some point, magnus is just at his lowest, devastated, and alec has wrapped his arms around him tightly, is holding him close, and magnus’s face is pressed against his chest and he’s trembling with the effort of holding all the tears in and alec just. rubs his back. holds him close. murmurs reassurances and soft words of comfort in his ear. and magnus just. feels so safe. he feels understood, like alec knows him inside and out and still loves everything he sees.

and finally, the dam breaks–magnus just begins sobbing, heaving and loud and ugly, face twisted in emotional agony, dampening alec’s shirt fast, clutching weakly at him as he cries helplessly. and alec. doesn’t judge him. he just holds him tighter, comforts him, lovingly, kisses his forehead or runs his fingers through magnus’s hair, and magnus just. can’t stop crying. sobbing. he hasn’t let go and just cried like this in so long, and it’s just centuries of suppressed emotions and trauma coming out at once.

he cries for all the trauma he’s been through, the torture, he cries for ragnor and dot and elias and all his other lost friends. he cries for alec and clary and izzy and simon and catarina and madzie and all of their pains. he cries for his old hurts that have resurfaced so many times. he cries for his lost title, his home, his magic. he cries for just everything. everything he’s been through. he’s finally letting it out, just fucking crying until everything hurts and it’s hard to breathe but he feels so much lighter, and alec’s arms are warm and safe around him and he holds magnus like he’d do anything to keep him safe.

when it finally dies down his face is flushed and wet and it’s a little gross and his makeup is running and smeared on alec’s shirt but neither of them care. magnus is just. trying to breathe. feeling lighter, feeling relieved. still hurting, still sad, but the burden lifted just a little, shared with his lover. and alec is just. so relieved magnus is letting go, trusting him, because he knows that bottling it all up had been hurting him badly.

but alright now the rest of this fuck

ok the self-worth issues are strong in this one. magnus attaches a lot of his self worth to how useful he is to others. without his magic, he isn’t that. (of course, theres’s a lot more reasons why this is fucking him up but bear with me)

magnus is pretty much sure that without his ability to give things, to help, to be useful, there is no reason for alec to stick around. even if it’s subconsciously, he’s just been bartering his help–his magic, his brain, his power, even his body–to keep alec with him. to keep alec loving him. because deep down he doesn’t believe he’s enough. he honestly thinks no one would ever stay with him just for him… not even alec.

when alec realizes this he’s gonna cry too because he loves magnus more than life itself and he thought magnus knew that. he hadn’t realized that magnus had been helping them not because he wanted to (although that was part of it, as magnus is a selfless idiot sometimes and loves helping people) but because he desperately wanted alec to stay, wanted to not be abandoned again. because. you know. magnus has major major MAJOR abandonment issues.

#malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters

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