#jane banner x reader

[abbyromanoff]

Can I request a top! Jane Banner x fem!reader, with angst,smut and fluff at the end, where, reader is a new police and Jane is her superior & she take a like in reader months later but try to hide it, making reader feel bad then you can do the rest as you want

HATE ME? OR LOVE ME?

PAIRINGS: Jane Banner x reader

WORD COUNT: 3,220

WARNINGS: smut, love hate relationship, kinda enemies to lovers, angst, Jane hiding her feelings, cunnilingus, pet names, r getting stood up, making out, fingering, squirting, multiple orgasms, top!Jane, fluff, think that’s all :)

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

“That’s the problem, Y/N, you can never do anything right!” The words rang through your mind on repeat. Your superior was the one who spit them, letting her built-up anger rise to the point of overfilling, and you were the one to suffer. You knew she despised you, and if it was up to her, you wouldn’t have been hired in the first place. You didn’t mind, you were used to being disliked throughout your life and came to an acceptance of the fact. And it wasn’t because she was your boss that it affected you so much, it’s because you liked her in ways you shouldn’t like your higher supervisor.

She would watch your every move, each step haunting her mind. You expected it was so she could find an excuse to report you and see you go, but it was really because she just wanted to admire you any chance she had. You wouldn’t understand, which is why she kept quiet. It pained her to see you frown, but she couldn’t let herself get as close as she wanted to. So, instead of remaining neutral, she decided to take her frustration and fill your heart with the hurtful words she’d mutter.

People suggested you report her, but you didn’t want to. You’d rather take the glares than see her separated from you, or even worse, be forced to leave for good. You instead took to ridding yourself of the sleep you needed and thriving on the suffering you enforced, all while she painted your mind. You couldn’t even focus on the comments, only focusing on the beauty that expressed them. That’s what you hated most, that you couldn’t hate her.

“Ma’am, I’m sorry, but if your other person doesn’t arrive in the next five minutes, we’ll be forced to remove you. Unless you’d like to place your order, that is.” The waiter smiled apologetically, and you guessed he had dealt with this before, a guest being stood up and holding hopes they’d arrive. You were ready to give up and leave with a small apology for wasting their time, that was until you noticed a woman stepping forward.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Jane looked in your direction, her eyes widening at your low-cut dress. You looked so beautiful, just like you always did.

“Y/N, nice to see you here.” You rolled your eyes with a groan, handing the menu to the waiter before standing. She furrowed her brows slightly, nodding the man off as you tried to walk past her, only for her arm to grasp your shoulder in an attempt for you to stay.

“Woah, relax now,” She started. “Where do you think you’re going?” You took a deep breath before turning, eyeing the woman with a clenched jaw.

“Home. Why, you going to follow me there too?” She chuckled, releasing her grip when she realized she didn’t have to force you to stay.

“I just might.” There was a short beat of silence before you blew a breath, getting ready to leave before she repeated her actions.

“Alright, what do you want? I’m off work hours, you can’t keep me.”

“Gosh, don’t be such a fucking bore. You got stood up, so I was trying to do the right thing and ask you if you’d like to join me instead.” You didn’t believe her, there was no chance she had good intentions when it came to you. She hated you, why would she ever want to change that?

“What, so you can make up a lie that you need to pee so I’ll end up being stuck paying the bill?” She remained relaxed, refusing to feed into your annoyance and letting you get a reaction. She got hers already, now you were just dying to get some sort of revenge.

“Look, I know we don’t get along all the time-“

“We never do. Maybe if you weren’t such a fucking dick, I’d actually be willing to strike up a conversation with you.” You stated calmly, and she tightened her grip at your interruption. No one interrupts her, especially when you’re beneath her. But, she let it go past her, maintaining a tense smile as she pointed to her seat. There were only two chairs, either she was on a date or was eating alone. And with her lack of empathy, you guessed it was the latter.

“Well, maybe this is me trying to redeem myself. C’mon, you know we both have nothing better to do. I’m waiting for my mother to arrive, and you’re going home alone.”

“How do you know I’m going home alone? Maybe I’m going home to my wife and kids, maybe I’m going home to my family, maybe I’m going home to my cat-“

“Alright, I get it. If you really have places to go then you wouldn’t have been waiting for your date to show up for half an hour. But, if you really don’t want to, then you can leave.” You debated between your options, dinner with a woman who hated you, or going home to imagine being with the same woman. She’d hold you tight on the couch, kiss your forehead while your legs laid across hers. Her soft giggles showing her whitened pearls. Then she’d kiss you goodnight as she tucked you into bed, joining you soon after and returning her arms to their righteous spot around you.

You blinked twice, trying to register that you were in fact forced to live in the present time when all you wanted was to experience the daydreams you escaped through.

“Fine, I’ll stay. But don’t think I wanted this.” She smirked, letting you sit before pushing your chair in. You saw your previous table being occupied by a happy couple and smiled sadly, wishing you were taking their current places. You didn’t care for the view the seat had, but the one they each held was better than anything.

“Can we get the Le Medoc De Cos wine for the table, please?” You failed to understand how she didn’t miss a single beat, she must be a regular.

“Of course, ma’am, is there anything else I can start the two of you with?” He turned his gaze to you respectfully, and you grinned warmly.

“Uh, I’ll just have a glass of water, please.” He nodded and returned to the back where you assumed he was preparing the carefulness of the wine.

“You don’t order water at a restaurant like this, dumbass.” She scowled while her eyes remained on the menu, occasionally letting her eyebrows lift in a small excitement as she read the ingredients.

“Well, I think we both know I don’t have the funds for the wine you got.” It was true, you were only just starting a few months ago and were still considered young by most, it was nearly impossible for you to make the same as her.

“You’re not paying the bill, don’t worry about prices.” Your eyes widened as you looked at her dumbfounded. She lowered the paper and returned your gaze, making you evert your own slightly.

“We’re cutting this in half, I’m not letting you pay the bill and then use it against me for the rest of my life.”

“Oh my fucking God, will you relax with the assumptions? I’m not that big of a bitch, no matter how much you think I am.”

“I would calm yourself on the language, young lady.” Jane turned to see where the voice came from, only to sigh as her Mother came into view. She gave a tight-lipped smile and stood, giving the older woman a small hug and resting her hands on her arms.

“It’s great to see you, Mom.” She brushed her off, pulling out her chair as your boss was left stranded. She gulped, glancing towards you as you gave a small greeting to the guest. She took your hand with a small shake, something Jane rarely saw.

“Sorry for the intrusion, I’m your daughter's coworker and we happened to be dining in at the same place tonight.” She looked to her child for more description, and you feared you spoke wrong.

“Y/N here got stood up tonight and I thought I’d do the right thing and invite her to eat with us, I hope you don’t mind.” The reminder brought a roll to your eyes before you disguised it with a clearing of your throat, catching the attention of both.

“Oh, not at all! It’s lovely to meet you, dear.” The entire dinner went on with minimal chatting, you started to assume you were intruding on their special night. You grabbed your phone, excusing yourself to the bathroom with shaky hands. You refused to lift your gaze for the entire walk until you reached the door. When inside, you placed your hands on the marble countertop and sighed, letting the tension from the week release. Suddenly, you heard the door open with a small squeak and turned, only to see Jane looking back at you.

“Please don’t leave.” Confusion wrote itself across your face before you chuckled softly, shaking your head in disbelief.

“And why is that?” She licked her lips and bit them softly, knotting her arms together as they laid across her chest.

“I can’t stand that woman and I definitely don’t want to deal with her alone.” She admitted, but you didn’t understand her hatred for her mother. You picked up on the small comments throughout the dinner, but you guessed it was playful nature when she’d give a small laugh in response, only now did you realize they were most likely fake.

“And…I guess I enjoy having you there to, you know, ease the awkwardness.” You were planning on cutting the meal short for yourself, but you understood her request. Even if she was technically using you, you didn’t want her to suffer through something like this, you still cared for her.

“Fine, I’ll stay.” She seemed relieved by your response and rushed forward to greet you in a grateful hug, only to come to her senses moments later.

“Oh, right, uhm- sorry.” She gave you one last smile of appreciation before exiting, returning to her awaiting mother.

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, I was just checking in on them.” She took a bite of the food, instantly regretting the action as the heat filled her senses.

“You know, you two make a really cute couple.” Not only was it hot, but now Jane was nearly choking on the steak. She pressed her fist against her chest a few times before clearing her throat.

“Uh, we’re- we’re not dating, Mom.”

“Look, I know you don’t believe in love, and trust me, after your father, I thought I never would either. But, love comes random, you can’t choose who you fall for. Besides, I may be old but that doesn’t mean I can’t spot the sexual tension between you two.” The sudden outburst sent heat waves to your boss's cheeks.

“Mom! There is no sexual tension between us! They hate me, if anything, I’m a complete dickbag to them.”

“Because you don’t want to accept that your dream of being alone forever is fading into something new. So, please, do me a favor and stop being a baby.” She saw you stalking back out of the corner of her eye and grinned as she stood. Jane was still stuck in thought, her forehead creased together as she, once again, started to bite her lip.

“Well, I believe I should be leaving now. It was so lovely to meet you, dear, I know me and my daughter loved your company.”

“Awh, you’re leaving already?” You brought her in for a short hug while she nodded, turning to her daughter to say a short goodbye. You wondered why she didn’t do the same with her as she did with you, but you brushed it off.

“Alright, I’ll ask the waiter for a box, are you saving your food?” Her Mother was now out of the building and you could get rid of your facade. She shook her head as she came back to her senses, your voice filling her ears as they dinged in excitement.

“Why not get a dessert? I mean, we’re already here, no point in leaving yet.” You eyed her with suspicion and she only pestered on.

“Seriously, what the fuck is up with you? Why are you being nice all of a sudden?” Her mother's words rang in her head once again as she got a true, genuine look at you. She always thought you were a heaven-sent piece of artwork, but now you looked ever more angelic. She didn’t know how you did, but you did.

“I just want to get dessert, is that so bad?” You huffed out a breath and examined the menu, your mouth watering at the descriptions. When the waiter came over, he kindly took your requests along with the papers. There was a silence that roamed over the both of you, Jane found it comforting. She knew you probably didn’t feel the same, but being able to have a moment with her thoughts that filled of you was always her peace.

“Dove chocolate cheesecake for you, ma’am,” She smiled in appreciation and took the dish before he turned to you. “And the chef’s special Tiramisu for you, Miss.” You repeated Jane’s movements, leading him to stand over the table with his hands together in front of him.

“Would you or your wife like anything else before I hand over the bill?” You blanked for a moment, chuckling awkwardly to yourself as you glanced up at him.

“Oh, we’re not-”

“Yes, actually. Would we be able to have a refill of their water, please?” You turned to look at her now, tilting your head to the side as she acted oblivious. He nodded and returned shortly with your new glass and the bill. You examined the total with widened eyes.

“The lady with you paid for half already.” He stated before leaving the two of you.

“Why didn’t you correct him?”

“For what?”

“Don’t play dumb, for saying you’re my wife.” She shrugged with a mouthful of her food, leading you to eventually give up and bask in the flavors the dish greeted you with.

The two of you were walking out of the restaurant, Jane holding the door open for you and leading you to your car. She hoped you parked as far as possible, just so she could get an extra few minutes with you. Her hand longed to interlace with yours, but she held back in fear.

“I hope you enjoyed tonight.” She spoke when you stopped in front of the vehicle she recognized as yours. You nodded with a thin line on your mouth before she said her goodbyes. She turned around with a sigh before stopping herself when she heard your voice.

“Yeah?” She saw you stalking forward, your head down until your body was mere inches from hers.

“I actually did enjoy tonight, thank you for inviting me.” She smiled gently when you lifted your head to glance at her, her impulses failing her as she placed her hands on your hips and drew you in. Her lips touched yours in a soft, searing manner as you sunk into it.

“W-what?” She gulped fearfully, pulling away as your hooded eyes searched hers.

“Fuck, I’m sorry, I-I didn’t mean to-” Her words were cut short as you pulled her back in, groaning as her body molded against yours. She placed her hands on your bottom, smiling gracefully as her tongue was granted entrance. She pushed you against the hood of the car, feeling your arms wrap around her neck while your thighs parted enough for her to place her knee between them. You instinctively grinded against the soft skin that greeted you, resulting in a muffled moan to escape.

“Wait-” She furrowed her eyebrows as she rested her forehead against yours, instantly following your request.

“I don’t want to do this here. Will you come home with me?”

Her slender fingers drew in and out of you in a hurry, her hot breath fanning across your face as you mumbled out pleas. She found her gaze falling to the connection between you two, shuddering as your tight hole accepted a third digit. Your legs wrapped around her form, your chest heaving with every inhale. Your nipples hardened from the gush of wind before a gasp left you, Jane’s wet mouth finding it as her free hand led yours to the neglected breast. You toyed with the hard bud, fluttering your eyes shut as you bit your lip.

“No, let me hear you, baby.” She dreamed of hearing everything you released, she wasn’t going to let that be stripped away from her.

“Jane-” Her name wasn’t her favorite word, but hearing your soft whine made it a blessing to her eardrums. Her clit throbbed in delight, begging to meet yours.

“Yeah?” Her jaw was now resting on your shoulder, her lips right next to your ear as she left pecks down your neck. She hoped they’d leave a mark, just so everyone would know you belonged to her now. But, in reality, you always have.

“Need to cum- fuck! I need it so bad.” Your fingertips came to scratch at her scalp softly, your legs starting to shake the closer you got. Your coil tightened the more you held back, yet it begged to let go.

“I need you, Jane.” The stumbled sentence brought a stall to her movements. She only continued her thrusts when a whine bounced off the walls, the creator being the person beneath her.

“I know, I need you just as bad, darlin’.” She felt liquid spray against her crotch as you cried out, clawing at any part of skin you could grapple onto.

“Oh, God, ‘feels ‘o good!” Your babbles brought a dark chuckle to the woman. She thrived on the fact that she was the reason you were like this. You were no longer crying from her harsh words, you were crying from how good she made you feel.

“No, no, we’re not done just yet,” She informed when noticing you tried squeezing your legs shut.

“Don’t be embarrassed, love, I find it so fucking hot that you squirted for me, makes me so, so wet.” Your cheeks reddened, your eyes unable to meet hers when her finger came in contact with your chin. You hadn’t noticed her pulling out of you, the bliss of the moment being too heavy for your mind to keep track of your surroundings.

“Don’t you taste fucking heavenly?” She forced you to suck the sweet nectar coating her digits, chuckling as you gagged when they hit the back of your throat. You moaned around them, suckling every last drop.

“Spread ‘em, angel,” You whimpered, shaking your head in disagreement. “I said, spread ‘em, you can take another, you will.” You obeyed slowly, feeling her fingers instantly spreading your folds as her tongue came in contact with your sensitive bud.

“More, baby, I want you to struggle.” Her lips instantly wrapped around your clit, the sounds of your juices being evident as she sucked harshly.

“Fuck, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”

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[gingiesworld]

Plaything (Kinktober)

Jane Banner x GN! Reader

Warnings: Smut. Jane tied up and spread. Amab! Reader

Taglist: @bababaka @natashaswife4125 @natashamaximoff-69 @wizardofstories @canvascoloredin

18+ MINORS DNI

Jane didn't really understand how she had got herself in her position right now. Tied up to a bed. One bed post for each limb as she lay bare. Y/N, a well known mob boss was sat on a chair at the foot of the bed. Watching each breath that Jane had took, the wetness that was pooling between her legs.

"You know, I think I am off of my game if they sent a rookie to come after me." They smirked as they played with the blade in their hands.

"I am not a rookie." Jane told them confidently, given the situation.

"Well, with the you being tied up says otherwise Ms Banner." Y/N stood up and approached the side of the bed, looking down upon her as they soon danced the cool blade around her skin. "I know who you are. I did my research."

"Fuck you." Jane spat at them as they chuckled darkly. Soon carving their initials into her side, causing her to bite her lip at the brief pain.

"You know, I did originally expect an older fella but you were a surprise." They smirked as they placed the blade down on the table before their fingers started to dance around her skin. Jane avoided eye contact as her skin began to tingle beneath their touch. "The usual ones, I just carve them up and dispose of them like garbage, but you." Their hand made it's way towards her centre, running their finger through her folds as she tried and failed to hold back a moan. "I think I might just keep you for my own pleasure." They hummed at the taste of her arousal on their fingers before they thrust three fingers inside of her. "All mine to play with. My very own plaything."

"I am not yours." Jane tried only to be cut off when a moan left her lips as Y/N brushed against her g spot.

"Those sounds suggest otherwise." They whispered in her ear before leaning back to look into her eyes. A smirk on their face. "You would be the perfect breeder for my heir." They sneered as Jane shook her head, their breath fanning over her lips as they added a fourth finger.

"No." She told them as Y/N just smirked.

"Would you rather die?" They feigned their own grief, as though they cared for her. "Don't worry, in 9 months you will die the moment our child is in my arms."

"No." She cried as she spasmed beneath them, shamefully coming as they laughed darkly. "No." She watched as they undone their belt and removed their trousers and underwear.

"You will look perfect all round." They lined their cock with her puffy dripping cunt before slamming into her. Not giving her time to adjust as they rammed into her, hard and deep. Jane could taste blood as she bit her lip to contain her moans that wanted to escape. Although the arousal dripping from her was failing her hardened exterior. She was a mess for them and they loved it.

Their hands scratched down her sides as they reached their climax, soon lining her womb with their sperm. Once they had calmed down, they pulled out and smirked at their cum dripping down her folds. Reaching over for a butt plug, they slipped it inside of her cunt.

"Just a precaution to make sure you are bred." They smirked before leaving her, laying exposed as she tried to gather herself. The fear that she will never see her friends and family again all coming down on her as she cried into the dark room.

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[wndaswife]

loss of patience

「 Jane Banner & Fem!Reader 」

Tags: smut, brief sexting, cum-filled strap, blowjobs, hair-pulling, spanking, breast-slapping, praise, daddy kink, breeding kink, dom!jane banner, sub!reader. MINORS DNI.

Word count: 2043

Summary: Jane takes things into her own hands when you stop responding to her sexts during her shift.

‘Fuck, princess, you’re so pretty. I wish I could be there. Send me a video of you fingering that gorgeous pussy.’

Then she texts, ‘Bunny?’

‘Are you ignoring me?’

The messages from Jane stop coming, simply because it’s a strict rule of hers not to text and drive. 

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You didn’t mean to fall asleep, but the moment you came down from your orgasm, your eyelids had become heavy. You turned over for only a moment, cuddling a pillow close to your chest. Then the next thing you know, your hair is being brushed away from your face and you bury it into your pillow, clinging onto your cozy nap for as long as possible.

Rustling of a jacket can be heard through your sleepy daze.

The bed dips by your legs and your pants are pulled down to your knees, eliciting a groan from you.

Your underwear goes next and you squirm at the cold feeling of your room. Hands grip at your ass and part it, separating sticky cuntlips.

The discomfort is too much to sleep through and you rub at your eyes, raising your head from your pillow and looking down at your body. A figure comes into view — long dirty blonde hair and cunning pale green eyes. 

“Jane?” you mumble and try to turn onto your back. But her fingers grip harsher around your ass and she keeps your hips pinned down to the bed.

Her tongue clicks against the roof of her mouth. “You came without my permission?” she asks, looking up at you, jaw set and eyes narrowed.

You press your lips together and stutter, now completely awoken from your drowsiness and recalling the way you did indeed come without her permission. 

Looking away, you mutter into a pillow, “Didn’t mean to.”

“What?” Jane interrogates, cocking her head forward and raising her eyebrows at your timidity.

You repeat your answer sounding even more muffled than before, knowing that your response wouldn’t be good enough for her in spite of it being the truth.

Jane didn’t respond for a few moments and you kept your face buried in your pillow, afraid to see her angry expression. 

Then she says, “Come here. Sit at the edge of the bed.”

You pull away from the pillow and crawl over to the edge of the bed where your girlfriend stands, waiting. You move your legs over the edge and sit in front of her, rubbing your eyes.

She cups your cheek, running her thumb over your bottom lip. “Why are you crying, angel?” she asks.

“Don’t wanna disappoint you,” you answer, keeping your fists rubbing at your eyes to hide the way you began to tear up pathetically.

With her other hand, Jane moves your fists away gently, revealing your teary eyes. She holds your face with both hands and makes you look up at her. “I’m not disappointed,” she says.

“You’re not…?”

She shakes her head. 

“You’re just a sleepy little baby, aren’t you?” she coos.

You nod and Jane wipes your tears with her thumbs. You hug your arms around her hips and nuzzle your face into her lower stomach, feeling the cool metal of her belt’s clasp against your cheek.

“Oh, sweetness,” she murmurs lovingly, petting the top of your head with her hand.

After a few silent moments of hugging your girlfriend, smiling against her uniform as you felt her pet your head, you felt Jane begin to shift above. You looked up and saw her slipping her jacket off her shoulders. She lays it on the floor beneath her by your ankles. 

“I’m not disappointed in you, princess,” she says. “But…” Her hand travels down to her belt, slowly undoing it and unzipping her pants. “Daddy is still so needy for her girl.”

You lift your head and with an eager wiggle, watching as Jane pulls her strap out from her pants. She takes your hand and wraps it around her cock. 

You press your lips to her tip, kissing her.

Her hand raises to the back of your head and urges you to continue. She bucks her hips forward into your parted lips and you slacken your jaw, allowing her to slide her cock into your mouth.

“Breathe through your nose,” she tells you. You nod in understanding and she advances her hips forward, sliding herself further down your throat. Her hand moves down to cradle the back of her head, fingers pulling your hair into her delicate grasp, guiding you along her cock.

You look up at her and Jane cups your cheek with one hand, rubbing her thumb against your cheekbone adoringly. She’s standing over you, the sleeves of her blouse pushed up her arms and allowing you to see the way her bicep flexes when she tightens her grip around your hair and guides your head forward and back along her strap.

At the sight, you begin to suck greedily at her as a great desire to please Jane grew within you. You wrap an arm around her hips, the palm of your hand flat against her lower back and urging her further into your mouth. 

She steps forward and slides herself down your throat slowly, eliciting a choked gag from you. She begins thrusting her hips forward, feeling the way your throat constricts and relaxes around her as you adjust to your size. 

Jane chuckles at the sight of you and she strokes your cheek, watching as you looked utterly ravenous sucking her cock, cheeks hollowed in and eyes having formed tears, drooling down your chin and around your lips.

She pulls out of your mouth, tucking your hair behind your ear when you bend your head forward and cough. She begins to unbutton her blouse, raising your head with a hand on your cheek, allowing you to watch the way she undresses herself.

Stepping out of her pants, she is soon only in her bra, straight blonde hair spilling down her lean arms.

You kiss her muscled stomach and Jane smiles down at you. 

“Turn around and stick your ass up,” she instructs, petting your hair. Jane places a pillow under your hips while you lay on your stomach. She takes hold of your hips and adjusts you until you’re lying comfortably forward. 

With her hands on your ass, she presses a kiss to your sticky cunt. She straightens and runs the length of her strap through your folds.

She whispers and bends down to kiss your upper back, “Beg for daddy to fuck your pussy.”

“Please fuck my pussy, daddy,” you beg, moving your ass back into her hips and whimpering at the way your cunt rubs against her strap. “Your baby wants your cock, please.”

You’re still wearing the tiny silk slip you put on earlier to take pictures for Jane while she was at work. She hikes her hands up your sides and your slip pools around your waist.

“I’ll fuck you good, princess,” she promises. 

She positions the tip of her cock against your opening then with her hands gripping your upper hips, pulls you back against her.

You let out a long moan and you bury your face into the bedsheets.

Jane picks up speed quickly, her hips slamming against your ass. She raises her hand and spanks your ass each time she pulls out far enough, watching in amusement as your skin becomes flushed with the impacts of her palm and thrusting hips.

“This is how daddy likes to see you, baby,” she grunts. “Bent over and ready to take my cock with your tight pussy. My fucking cockwhore, making a mess all over daddy’s dick.”

“Daddy,” you whine, turning your head and allowing her to hear your whimpers and moans. You grip at the pillow under your hips, fingernails digging into the pillowcase.

With a chuckle, Jane asks, “You like it, sweetheart? You like daddy’s thick cock?”

You slur out, “I love daddy’s cock, I love daddy’s cock.”

Jane delivers a particularly harsh spank against your ass and reaches forward to take a fistful of your hair. She pulls it back and arches your body up, laughing at the way you squeal. 

You fall back onto her hips with greater impact and Jane licks her lips as she watches your ass slap down onto her. 

She runs her hand up your stomach and hooks her fingers around the top of your slip. She pulls it down harshly so your tits spill out. She takes a handful of one of your bouncing breasts then twists at your hardened nipple.

Stepping forward, Jane presses her front against your back so you can hear her grunting against your ear. She pulls your hair further back, exposing your neck. She runs her tongue up your exposed neck and up to the lobe of your ear.

“Daddy wants to cum in her little breeding bitch,” she pants. “You want that? Hm?”

You nod vigorously, reaching back and grasping at Jane’s harness. “I want it, daddy, want it, want daddy’s babies…”

Jane grins against your cheek. She lets go of your breast and slaps it firmly. She nudges you forward so you fall back onto the bed with a shaky whimper. She removes the pillow from under your hips, keeping her arm around your waist and maintaining the angle at which she fucked into you. 

With her other arm, she hooks her hand under your thigh, pulling your knee onto the bed. She does the same with your other leg so both your knees are bent under your body. She lifts your ass up with both hands, your cheek pressed down against the sheets.

She begins to grind her hips forward against the base of her strap, which only quickens the speed of her thrusts.

“I’m going to fill your tight little cunt full of my cum,” she grunts. She takes a handful of your ass, squeezing and digging her nails into your skin.

“Please,” you plead. “I can take it, daddy.”

Jane throws her head back as she nears her own orgasm while continuing to grind her clit against her strap. “Gonna swell your pretty belly up with daddy’s children so everyone knows how you took my dick up your pussy like a dirty whore,” she groans. 

She reaches up and tucks her hands under your slip, running her nails down your sides.

“I’m gonna come, princess,” she says, hands going down to your hips and thrusting your ass back against her cock rapidly.

“Daddy, daddy, I-”

You squeeze your eyes together, fingers bundling around the sheets as you come, walls tightening around Jane’s cock.

Her hand travels down to her strap and she releases her cum into your pussy, the grip on her dick allowing her one final harsh thrust forward. She reaches her own hilt and places her other hand against your lower back, holding herself upwards and keeping you down.

Moans and slapping skin come to a brief pause as the both of you tense.

With a shaky exhale, Jane collapses forward and her body cocoons your back securely. Trembling hands squeeze the last bit of her cum out and she makes haste in unfastening the harness around her hips.

She kisses your back then wraps her arms around you, lifting you further up the bed until both of you lay across it together. 

You feel her cum slowly spill out of your hole and Jane draws circles against your sensitive pussy, rubbing her seed into your folds.

She wraps her arm around your torso as you lay on her chest, slipping her hand out from between your thighs to push your hair out of your face. 

A kiss is pressed to your forehead and you hum satisfiedly. She rubs her hand against your upper arm. 

“Work…?” you mutter and look up at her, fatigued.

She waves her hand dismissively. “Not going back in today,” she answers. “It’s not important.” 

You bury your face in the space between her shoulder and neck. “I love you, Janey,” you say happily and wrap your arms around her, squeezing her into a tight hug.

“I love you too,” she replies, looping a lock of your sweet-smelling hair around her finger. “More than anything in the world.”

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[bellaveux]

A Daddy Hcs! Jane And R

— daddy jane banner headcanons

pairing: jane banner x fem!reader

content warnings: minors dni. nsfw! smut, top!jane, bottom!reader, daddy kink, dom/sub themes, mentions rough sex, strap-on sex (r! receiving), oral, praise kink.

note: i love jane so much haaaaaaa (also this is not proofread)

Jane is a very protective woman when it comes to you. Even though work always seems to have her occupied for almost every minute of the day, she never forgets to call or text you, just to say “Hi” or check in to see if you need anything. And while she’s not a particularly controlling person, she does prefer to be with you at all times when you choose to go out, even on simple errands like going to the grocery store, stopping by the library, etc.

In her line of work, she knows very well the horrible possibilities that criminals were capable of committing, and she’d never forgive herself if anything were to happen to you, especially when she has the skills and abilities to protect you.

But after a long hard day at work, Jane’s favorite thing in the world is coming home to her sweet little princess. She loves being able to see you in the evening along with a nice dinner that you worked so hard to make for her and always kisses you passionately on the lips after spending the whole day thinking about it — oftentimes thoughts of you distracting her from work.

She does harbor some sense of guilt, especially in her line of work — having to be so busy all the time, sometimes being out of town for certain cases that she is working on. She misses you all the time and hates to feel this way, but she makes sure to spend most of her time making things up to you which always leans towards spoiling you, buying you things and giving more rewards much more than punishments. After all, you are her baby.

Sometimes, when Jane comes home and greets you with a searing kiss, she’d feel bad when she gets way too distracted while kissing you, that the food that you made for her becomes long forgotten when all she can think about is taking you. She is sweet, especially when it comes to you — always wanting to keep her precious baby satisfied.

There are days that can be particularly rough — days when she gets on an annoying case, days when her boss would give her hell, or days when she is just so tired and grumpy. It’s these days when she needs to take her frustrations out on you, when she needs to be rough, because you’re so so good for her. Always such a good girl, and it makes her proud each time, especially when you’re so good at letting her handle you any way she sees fit.

She can be quite impatient at times, always demanding things she wanted from you and leaving no time for you to protest. She’s firm and most definitely stern when she tells you whatever it is she wanted and watches you closely as you follow her orders.

She definitely loves bending you over against a surface and taking you from behind with her strap buried deep inside of you. “Turn around and bend over for daddy,” she would say after you lead her into the kitchen of your shared home, unable to wait any longer when she sees how good you look as you walked.

Jane is also most definitely into hair pulling, whether it’s you pulling her hair or her pulling yours. She just loves it; loves it when you moan as she does, pulling you close as you take her strap deep in your cunt, or when her face is in between your legs, eating you out with vigor while your hands are pulling at her hair harshly when it feels too good.

She has a thing about you undoing her belt for her, unbuttoning her pants and pulling it down to reveal the strap she’s been wanting you to put your mouth on. It just turns her on so much when you undress her, when you’re on your knees, being such an obedient girl, following her orders. She absolutely loves it when you’re on your knees, looking up at her with those pretty eyes of yours, her hand pulling your hair back into a makeshift ponytail as you gag on her strap.

“That’s it… Taking daddy so good in your mouth, baby…” she would say, stroking your face while her strap is deep down your throat.

And she always praises you, of course, only because she loves you so much and her baby never fails to be such a good girl for daddy.

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[gb12d]

Chapter 4

Smut warning

Thanks to @gingiesworld

3rd POV

Days passed by and Y/N’s nightmares only got more intense to the point that it was now hard for them to hide it from Jane. Y/N tried their best to ignore it because they tended to have those nightmares once in a while but to their bad luck, they were now daily and more dreadful memories were being replayed in their mind. As much as they tried to play it off as if everything was fine, the facade was close to breaking into pieces.

Jane had noticed that her lover was acting very differently. So one day after Jane arrived home from her job, she confronted them about it to which Y/N confessed to her that their job had them stressed out because things have changed and it was getting a bit difficult for him to adapt.

She felt bad and even apologized to Y/N because Jane felt that for forcing her full attention on the case and making it a personal matter, she was forgetting about the love of her life and in way abandoning them to fend of for themselves instead of taking care of them the way they had done for her every day after she arrives late from work.

So for today, Jane had a talk with her superiors to be able to leave work early and be at home before Y/N arrived from work. While the case was still a priority for her due to what it meant to her, she had put it aside for now to tend to the person who had always been there for her no matter the circumstances. To help Y/N anyway they needed and to remind them that nothing is above the love she has for them.

Jane arrived home early bringing with her some take out from the favorite restaurant you both enjoyed. She wanted to spoil them today. After she prepared the table knowing they would be home soon, she headed to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable.

Her plan was to distract your mind and hopefully make your stress go away. She picked up a black bag, smirking to herself, knowing that what was inside would help make tonight a good day for Y/N and also herself.

Some minutes passed and Y/N finally arrived. Looking defeated as they have the past days. Jane quickly arrived to his side to get the duffle bag out of his hand, starling them in the process. “Jane?” They were confused since she was never home this early. “What are you doing here? If you needed something, you could just have called me—.” “Relax, moose,” Jane cut them off. “I took an early day to have more time with my favorite person in the world.”

Y/N smiled hearing Jane’s words, thinking how they were lucky to have her in their life. “Thank you, Jane, But you didn’t have to,” They stopped speaking when Jane glared at them. “Sorry.” Y/N apologized as Jane dropped their duffle and got close to him. “If my moose is not doing well, I won’t be doing well either so let me take care of you today,” She planted a kiss on your lips. “No excuse.”

Jane grabbed their hand and led them to the dinner table, to eat. Y/N was loving her bossy tone today and was even managing to not think about his nightmares for now. They kept staring at Jane which even she noticed and was blushing trying her best to ignore it. “What is it, babe?” Jane questioned, even though she had an idea of what was going through Y/N’s mind. “Food can wait, I want you now.” They answered, desire lingering in their words.

They scooted their chair closer to Jane, gently grabbing her arm and planted a couple of kisses on it, flustering her. “Y-Y/N, wait.” They stopped their actions immediately as Jane reached for a bag and handed it to them. “What’s this?” They asked. “Open it and you’ll find out, silly moose.” She teased, as Y/N playfully rolled their eyes. They untied the black bag and to their surprise, it was a black leather collar with a leash? “This for me?” They were confused, making Jane smirk at them. “ I’m your pet now daddy” Jane barks, undressing herself and sits on her moose’s lap.

Y/N takes the collar, fastening it around her neck, a devilish smirk on his face as he admired her in her lingerie. He grips her jaw harshly, pulling her into a rough kiss, forcing his tongue into her mouth making her moan. He picked her up, his hands on her ass, keeping her safe and steady in his arms as he made his way to their bedroom.

“On your knees mutt.” He growled, watching as the agent submitted easily to his demand, her eyes watching his movements as he undone his trousers, pushing them down along with his boxers. His hand moved to grab a fistful of her golden locks. “Put that pretty mouth of yours to some good use.”

Her lips soon wrapped around his cock, her hands holding onto his thighs as she bobbed her head, taking him as deep as she could. Soon enough, he couldn’t handle it and took all control, using her mouth for his own gain.

“I’m going to cum.” He grunted as she squeezed his thighs, although he was being rough, being how she craved, he still cared for her and respected her. He soon moaned as he came, shooting his load down her throat, swallowing every drop before he pulled her to her feet. “You have no idea what you do to me.” He growled as he kissed her roughly, making quick work at removing her bra and underwear, soon enough gripping her jaw as he looked into her eyes, taking the lead with his other hand. “Are you going to be a good girl and do as I say mutt?”

“Yes.” She whimpered pathetically, making him smirk before he put the leash on her. He admired her naked form before pushing her onto the bed. His hand gripped her neck as he looked into her eyes.

“What’s the safe word?” He asked her softly, making her smile slightly.

“Red.” She confirmed as he smiled, his hand moving to roughly knead her breast.

“Good girl.” He husked out before he kissed her, swallowing her moans as he pinched her nipple. His other hand snaked between her legs as he applied light pressure against her clit. Not enough to satisfy the ache but enough to tease her and make her whine. “Tell me what you want?” He asked her, still painfully teasing her. With Jane being a strong and confident woman, she relented, she ignored him and soon regretted it as he pulled his hands away from her, tutting in disappointment. “You know the rules mutt.” He growled as he gripped her jaw, forcing her to look at him. “All fours. Now.”

He moved away completely, watching as she soon moved to his command. He knelt behind her, massaging her ass cheeks before he removed his hand, bringing it back with a hard slap. She moaned at the sensation of the pain she felt, biting her lip as he repeated the action. He smirked as he could see her arousal dripping down her thighs, soon spreading her cheeks as he ran his hardened member through her folds, teasing her clit before he inserted his length roughly. The two moaned at the feeling, Jane clenching around him as he started to thrust hard and deep, his hands leaving bruises in his wake.

“Let me hear those pretty sounds.” He grunted as he went deeper and harder with each thrust. Jane found it near impossible to hold herself up as her arms started to falter, soon enough she found her head being pushed into the mattress, Y/N’s grip in her hair was painful but added to the pleasure. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried her hardest to hold in her orgasm.

“I’m going to cum.” She moaned as he continued to increase his speed.

“Beg for it.” He snarled as he pulled her up, her back flush against his front, his hand around her neck as he pounded into her.

“Please let me cum.” She whimpered. “I need to cum. I need to. Please.” He smirked as she begged and begged, seeing the tears fall from her eyes as she tried to hold her orgasm back.

“Cum for me mutt.” He whispered in her ear, biting the lobe as she came, he continued to chase his own high, causing Jane to squirt onto the bed, screaming as she felt such immense pleasure rush through her, soon slumping over as Y/N had calmed down himself. “I love you Jane.” He kissed her back as he pulled out of her. Turning her over before kissing her tenderly. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” She watched as he disappeared into the bathroom, hearing as the tap was running and the tub was filling up with warm water.

“Stay.” She asked him as he placed her in the bath, sighing as the warm water covered her body. “Please.”

“Of course.” He smiled as he got in behind her, holding her close to him as the two relaxed, enjoying the closeness between the two.

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[scarletmultiverse]

your girlfriend is... | elizabeth olsen characters x reader

Hey people! New blog over here!

I've wanted to do something like this for a while, just with Lizzie's characters, because I feel like all my blogs always have pictures with them, but it's never enough...

Anyway, I'm starting here too and if you want to follow me on the other half inactive account, I think I'll write there again. @sawyercomfort is the user!

This is a preference that will kind of introduce the characters I'm going to write imagines about, so if you have any story suggestions, send me an ask!

Hope you like it!

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your girlfriend is... wanda maximoff.

ok, we know that wanda is the sweetest of girlfriends.

she would literally move WORLDS (and multiverses) for you.

wanda certainly loves to pamper you in the best way.

occasionally she uses her abilities on you, but it's so rare because she's afraid she might hurt you by accident.

kisses and cuddles when you need them.

the fights between you are intense, but wanda loves you so much that it's impossible for her to really let you go all at once.

you are like best friends with each other, the ones you would trust with your life.

your girlfriend is... taylor sloane.

taylor is clearly a total dominatrix.

she LOVES the control she has over you.

to the point where she does drama to get what she wants.

but at the same time, she's a caring girlfriend and would probably drop any project just to pay attention to you.

she also likes to post pictures and show off your relationship to the world. She makes sure that the moments between you are always saved somewhere.

the fights between you are usually pretty hot too, and it's always the same reason: exaggerated jealousy and the pressure she puts on you.

but you always end up working out one way or another.

your girlfriend is... zooey kern.

personally, for me, zooey is the best on the list.

she may seem extremely laid back at first, but when you least expect it, she's capable of anything to surprise you.

and when I say anything, it means anything at all.

you guys love to drive around aimlessly, just enjoying the music on the radio and the ever-changing landscapes.

by the way, music is something that surprisingly involves your relationship almost completely.

zooey knows she can't fight you, but it's her instinct to be extremely overprotective of the things you do, and that can get pretty annoying.

your girlfriend is... jane banner.

you can expect jane to be controlling.

this is bad, but it's good at the same time.

in fact, she would equally move worlds for you.

including facing people who might treat you badly or criticize your relationship.

she is still a little afraid of losing you, because there were too many personal reasons for her to come to terms with who she was.

jane has her romantic side and makes a point of showing it to you when she feels like she needs it.

the fights between you are fervent and usually end up in a breakup or a night out.

but she always ends up admitting that she overreacted and promises that she won't raise her voice at you anymore, even if it seems impossible.

your girlfriend is... leigh shaw.

leigh has been through a lot to get here.

and she doesn't want that to happen again with you.

she has issues too strong to deal with alone, and you have become her safe haven since she appeared in your life

that's why she's sure you're the one.

leigh will do anything to make you feel loved, from sightseeing to places where you both have a story.

even cuddling in bed and secluding in your room.

a lot of music.

and you wouldn't dare fight with leigh, ever. she's too good for you, and you couldn't imagine a world where she wasn't by your side for your whole life.

hope you really enjoyed this short preference. just a note here, i don't know if i'm going to write about lizzie because i'm afraid i'm forcing something and that it might misunderstand me. but anyway, if you have requests with her, send them to me too, I can make an effort!

and if you feel comfortable, please specify the reader's gender in your request as well. there will be gender-neutral stories here, luckily!

thanks for reading!

(won’t be writing for candy as well, obv!)

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[yelenasdiary]

Alpha Jane banner getting mad that on her (forced-by r because we said she needed it ) day off innocent omega reader got hurt during a shoot out. Jane yells at all the authortive figures in her office that had r assigned on the job that lead to the shoot out, while scolding r because “You’re my precious omega, you shouldn’t be doing those things without me or at all! I know you’re capable, I just don’t want you too. Do you understand?” Mid scold r’s just sitting there like - you’re omega? “I thought we were just co-workers?!”

Sorry, Your What?!

Pairing: Alpha! Jane Banner x Omega! Reader

Summary: After lightly getting hurt on the job, your boss isn’t so happy and lets a secret slip. 

Fluff ?? | Light Angst | Mentions of Blood | Gun Violence | 0.9K | 

AC: This is my second time writing an Alpha x Omega fic, please forgive me if this is terrible! I do hope you enjoy though! X

Something wasn't right and Jane could sense that. It was her day off and she couldn't for the live of her find it in her to relax. All morning, troubling thoughts floated through her mind, and they all came back to you, her co-worker. An agent that worked for her, a newbie almost. Sure, you were trained and knew what you were doing, hell, even sometimes you loved the rush that your job gave you. Chasing after criminals gave you a rush and helped you forget that you were an unclaimed omega. 

Jane turned on her television as she sat down to enjoy her afternoon joy, her worrying thoughts screaming at her to go into the office, but she couldn't. She couldn't. She had to keep a distance from you, after all, you are a co-worker, and anything more could do more bad than good. 

"Authorities have just informed me that the FBI have arrested the two men who held up the local bank that's just behind me. After a shootout with the two men, one has been taken to hospital with non-life threating injuries while we are told an agent was harmed during the commotion with a bullet grazing them" the news reporter's voice filled Jane's living room. 

Without hesitation, Jane turned her television off and rushed to grab her coat, keys and headed for her car. Rage and worry filled her mind, she knew she couldn't leave you alone without her watching you from afar for just one day. 

"Jane, what are you doing here? I told you to take the day off" you looked at your boss as she stormed into the office. She sent you a glare that could kill you if she had that power and suddenly you knew you were in trouble. The room was full of chit chatter from your co-workers and although you were fine, Jane didn't see it that way. 

"Listen up!" She announced, getting everybody's attention. The room went silent as everybody turned to look at their boss. Jane's eyes scanned the room, giving everybody the same deathful glare that she had given you only moments ago. "Does somebody want to explain to me as to why, on my day off, that I see this unit on the news in a shoot-out? Or better yet, which one of you brainless twits allowed Y/n to tag along?" she spoke as her eyes traced back to you, noticing the dried blood on your right arm where the bullet grazed you. 

The room remained silent, you felt more than Jane's eyes now looking at you which made you extremely nervous. "It's okay, I'm okay! Nobody made me go, I wanted to go" you spoke, breaking the silence. Jane cocked a brow as she crossed her arms over her chest, "Y/n, you're my precious omega, you shouldn't be doing those things without me or at all! I know you're capable, I just don't want you too. Do you understand?" She spoke sternly. 

Her words caught you off caught, it was as if she suddenly forgot where she was or who was around. You looked at her with a confused look, this was the first time you'd ever heard her express any form of emotion towards you. 

"I'm sorry, did you just say your omega?" you questioned, "I thought we were just co-workers?!" you added while her words sunk into your mind. 

"Of course, you're my omega, somebody has to make sure you don't hurt yourself. It's too dangerous out there for a sweet little thing like you to be taking risks" Jane replied with confidence before turning to glare at everybody else once more, "as for the rest of you, how could you? You know how precious she is and I've told you all more than once before about this crap! If something like this ever, and I mean, ever, happens again, you will all be looking for a new job. Not as agents! Get back to work!" she ordered before looking back at you, "my office, now!" she muttered. 

You didn't dare to ignore her words and made your way to her office, she followed closely behind, almost slamming the door behind her. You turned to her, "what was that all about?" you asked, hoping she wouldn't get mad. Jane wandered to her desk, looking at you with soft eyes. 

"I know you haven't been claimed and as long as you're under my division, you are my omega. It is my job to protect you, I won't be letting you out of my sight like this again, now please, show me your arm" 

You weren't sure how to respond to her but you felt a sense of comfort just knowing that you would always be looked over and protected. Slowly you rolled up your sleeve as Jane came closer to you, "it's just a graze, nothing serious. I promise" you spoked as she took your arm into her warm hands. "It can not happen again my precious, do you understand? Do you understand how worried I was when I heard this on the news?" She looked into your eyes. 

You nodded slowly, "I'm sorry. I promise, I won't do anything so stupid without you. I understand, I do" you replied. 

"I'm taking you home, I don't want to hear a word about it. Go and get your things" she gently let go of your arm while still looking into your eyes, "I can keep an eye on you there" she smiled softly. With that, you grabbed your things and followed your boss to her car. She took you home where she did exactly what she said she would do, kept an eye on you.

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[witchslove]

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I only write f/f and f/gn!reader. I don’t write bottom reader.

CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: Wanda Maximoff, Leigh Shaw, any Lizzie characters really

WHAT I WILL WRITE: fluff, angst, smut - dom/sub dynamics, mommy kink, stepmom, stepsis, professor, legal age gap, praise, degradation, brat taming, spit, lactation kink, piss kink, cum-filled strap, and many others

WHAT I WON'T WRITE: illegal age gap, noncon

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[twice-my-age-simp]

Elizabeth Olsen

Wanda Maximoff

Therese Raquin

Jane Banner

Leigh Shaw

Gerrie Fields

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[batllethinker]

Danger | J.Banner x F. Reader

An insight into your relationship with Jane

Rating; E

Warnings:guilt tripping, violence, weapons, abuse, manipulation, drinking / alcoholism

Your relationship with Jane was built on her saving you, she had saved you from a notorious serial killer and you had instantly been charmed by her, how she was able to comfort you through the most traumatic experience in your life.

She had given you her number in case you had any worries or questions, which you had a lot of. You were afraid that she would think that you were annoying with your countless texts and calls but all she had done was reassure you, she had even installed a brand new security system in your apartment which you had greatly appreciated.

It had taken you several distraught phone calls and home visits for you two to take your relationship to the next level, you had been crying and confiding in her about all of your anxieties, how you thought that the man Jane had put away would come back and kill you.

But she had quickly soothed your worries with a reassuring touch and a kiss, which had quickly turned heated when she took advantage of your weak and distraught state.

When Jane had proposed the idea of her moving in, you had beamed and accepted without a second thought, which might have been a bad idea when you looked back at your (her) decision but it really was too late for take backs.

The most prominent part of her life was her job, the nights she spent apart from you while she was away on missions, the threats she recieved, the knives and threatening notes stabbed into your front door every once in awhile, which always led you to desperately cling to her whenever she came home.

You knew of the dangers of her job, how it threatened everyone apart of her life. She had even warned you about it, told you about all the vengeful criminals that were after her but you didn't care, too deep in her affection.

The nights Jane spent at home were when you felt the safest, her strong arms wrapped around you and her loaded gun placed on the bedside table, forcing you to bask in the comfort she brought.

"I will always keep you safe, no matter what" was something that she would always tell you, and you couldn't not believe her, she was so convincing when she promised her protection to you.

There were even times where she'd come home covered in blood, her vest still on, too exhausted to even take it off, leaving it to you, in your exhausted state to take it off and clean her off.

The scene was always the same, her hunched over on the toilet, you digging through the first aid kit as you cleaned the blood off of her face, cleaned the wounds grazing her body, careful not to disturb her too much, knowing how her temperament gets.

You know that she doesn't like to talk about her work life so you don't ask, only cleaning her off and stiching her back up in silence, throwing her the occasional worried glances only to find her staring right back at you, something dark glinting in her eyes.

Sometimes she would wrap an arm around your waist, pull you close against her as you took care of her, you knew how exhausting her job was and how much she liked the physical affection you brought, how you would cling to her during the nights, only pressing closer to her when the nightmares became too much, your tears staining her shirt and whimpers keeping her up.

You always had a hard time letting her go after those nights, especially when those nightmares started focusing on her, her dying and leaving you all alone and scared, abandoned at last.

Jane knew how to handle the aftermath of those nights, promising that she would come back, no matter what as she held you close and pressed kisses all over your face, doing all she could to soothe your worries.

Then there were nights she would come home extra agitated, barely minding you waiting for her by the door, heading straight for the liquor as you followed behind her like a lost puppy, insisting that you should clean her up, which she had agreed to with a grunt.

Instead of her arm wrapped around you, it was nursing her favorite bottle, giving you no thought, even if you were extra attentive to her every need, begging for her to give you her attention.

Jane wasn't too fond of you during these moments, she had explicitly told you to leave her alone when she was like that, but taking care of her was the only way to show your graditude, even if it went unnoticed.

When she did pay you attention it was violent, your back pressed up against a wall, knife pressed to your throat and Jane's breath heavy against your ear, her body pinning your own.

Her breath would smell like scotch, voice rough but she would always say the same thing; "daddy will always protect you" and "I love you so much, daddy will never ever hurt you"

She would rip the shirt adorning your body, often hers, the only thing to comfort you through the nights without her, one hand groping your chest as her words echoed in your head.

Her knife would cut open the skin of your chest, ignoring your pleads and cries for her to stop. It always went the same, the hand previously groping your chest moving down your body, sometimes she'd laugh at how soaked you'd get when she has you like this, sparing no time before pushing into you, her pace punishing and intent on making you cum harder than ever before.

It never took long before your thighs were shaking and walls clenching around her fingers, the rasp of her voice forcing you further over the edge.

"Let go for me, be a good girl for daddy" You always did, unable to deny her, especially when she was in this mood, something about Jane when she was this worked up made you weak to her every demand.

She always fell asleep before you, her body trapping yours as she slept, not even noticing your uneven breaths and cries as you tried to bring yourself back, she never cared enough to clean you up or take care of you, too stuck in her own head.

You knew that she was aware of what she is doing to you considering how she would hold you whenever you asked about it, or how she would buy you the most expensive gifts and take days off from her work just to spend time with you and make you forget about the scars and bruises littering your body.

"I would never hurt you, why would you think that?" she always had a way of making you feel guilty for even questioning her love for you, you would spend days making it up to her, doing whatever she wanted you to, practically glued to her side.

You barely go outside anymore but when you do, Jane always reminds you why you shouldn't, sometimes she'll press up behind you as you're about to walk back into your home, pressing her gun to the back of your head.

"You stupid bitch, why would you ever think that it was safe to go outside?" She had a way of making herself seem more intimidating when you couldn't see her, always scaring you into behaving for her, her strong frame towering over you as she pushes the barrel of the gun harder against your head.

You could never stand to see that disappointed look on her face whenever you broke her rules, which always led you to beg for her forgiveness.

"Please, I'm sorry, please forgive me!" There was always that contemplating look in her eyes whenever she thought about even forgiving you, like she knew that it wouldn't be worth it to let you be forgiven.

She would make you work for it, sometimes she would even break your bones when you had been extra bad, her connections to everything and everyone made it too easy for your bruised state and her bruised knuckles to not be questioned.

She would bring you to private hospitals, where no one asked questions, they wouldn't even talk to you, instead addressing everything to Jane, even if they did eye the tight grip your girlfriend would have on you, they never said anything.

You knew better than to say anything too, instead looking to Jane for everything, the medical talk always confused you and Jane never bothered to explain anything to you, instead letting the doctors do as they pleased with you.

You hated the hospital, hated when the doctors touched you and only worsened your injuries. Jane knew that better than anyone, she knew you better than yourself and that's why you could never ever leave her.

The bright fleurocent lighting and the grossly beige walls and all of the medical equipment always made you feel unsettled, but Jane by your side always made the experience a little less frightening.

She always made sure to hold your hand on the drive home, she would even order your favorite food and let you cuddle her the best you could with your broken limbs, anyway.

"I love you, my little lamb" she held you close as you cuddled into her neck, breathing in her comforting vanilla scent while she placed a kiss to the top of your head.

A/N: crossposted on ao3

#jane banner #jane banner x reader #jane banner x f reader #smut #cas writes #angst

[wndawtch]

𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 ⊹˙ xmas collab here

-

after a long tiring day of jane doing her usual day at work, she stopped by the shops. fetching a few bits & bobs for the house, you both newly arrived in!

“hey babe, i stopped by the shops. and look what i gottttt” while Jane was dragging out the ‘g’ in excitement! “ooohhh, lovely!” you happily replied back with. “so, i was wonderinggg”, “what love?” you questioned jane.

“can we do this tonight?” jane asking nervously. “omg yes!” you happily said.

the pair hurriedly walked upstairs, getting into your matching pjs. ready to make this gingerbread house for fun, and for the love you have for each other!

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𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐭𝐜𝐡 ୧ ‧₊˚ 🤍 ⋅ || @buckybarnesandmarvel

#jane banner #jane banner x reader #jane banner x female reader #elizabeth olsen x y/n #elizabeth olsen fluff #elizabeth olsen x reader #elizabeth olsen #wndawtch’s fics!

[gingiesworld]

Dancing In The Snow

Jane Banner x GN! Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Taglist : @natashamaximoff-69 @canvascoloredin @wizardofstories @louxbloom @wandanats-goodgirl @the-ox-fan20 @ladyqueenxoxo @aemilia19 @wandaromamoff69 @mfd-101 @dorabledewdroop @marvelogic @dopeyouth @karsonromanoff @bimad (if you want to be added to my taglist, please DM me or comment)

18+ MINORS DNI

Y/N had never truly experienced a magical snowfall before, especially since they had grew up in the UK where the snow doesn’t really stick, and if it does, the magic of the snow is short lived and turns into ice overnight. So Jane had decided since the two of them had a vacation from work, she would take them to her father’s cabin for a few days. The snow had already fallen beforehand so the area was covered in a blanket of white.

“It’s beautiful here.” They told her as she pulled up outside of the cabin.

“My father used to bring my mom and I here every winter when I was younger.” She told them as she watched their expression. “We spent every Christmas here.”

“That sounds amazing.” They smiled at her as she nodded.

“It was amazing.” She told them. “And it’s something I want to share with you.” She told them as the two got out of the car, Y/N grabbed both of their bags before Jane could object, allowing her to lead the way up the cold icy steps.

Once they were inside, Y/N admired the decor, the varnished walls with some pictures hanging on the walls. A lot from Jane’s childhood, whether it be from hunting or fishing with her father, or gardening or building snowmen with her mother. Y/N could really see how happy a young Jane was whenever she came here throughout the years.

“We will have to share a queen since I feel weird sleeping in the master.” She told them as they just smiled at her.

“That’s perfect.” They told her, not arguing with her point as there was a bigger bed in the master bedroom.

The two had soon settled in, with Jane in the kitchen, brewing up some hot cocoa as Y/N lit the fire, giving the cabin a warm glow.

“Here.” She spoke softly as she handed them the mug topped off with cream and chocolate shavings. “It’s hot cocoa, just how my mom used to make it.”

“Thank you.” They smiled at her, taking a sip of the hot beverage and making her laugh at the cream mustache it had left behind. “What?”

“As much as you look good with facial hair, I prefer to see your face clearly.” She told them as she wiped it away with her thumb before sucking it clean.

“Thank you Jane.” They whispered as they both soon sat down together in front of the fire, Jane sat between their legs and her back against their front as their arms were wrapped around her. “For sharing this part of your life with me, I truly appreciate it.”

“I want to keep you in my life Y/N.” She told them as she looked up in their eyes. “I can’t explain my feelings thoroughly yet because I am still understanding them myself, but I know that I don’t want to lose you, not ever.”

“I think I understand what you mean.” They replied as they looked into the fire. “I still get confused about how I feel but I know one thing for sure.” They looked back in her eyes. “The love I feel for you burns brighter than any flame we have ever seen.” Jane only turned around to straddle them as she kissed their lips passionately.

“I know I do feel the same.” She whispered as they let out a breathy chuckle, their eyes following hers towards the window. “It’s snowing.” They watched as she moved from their lap to get her boots and coat on. “Come on.” She was out of the door before Y/N had even moved from their spot. Quickly following her outside, a smile on their face as they watched her dancing without a care in the world. “Dance with me?” She asked as they joined her. Smiling as they wrapped their arms around her and spinning her around, admiring the snowflakes as they got caught on her lashes, seeing the brightest smile on her face as they danced, laughing as they dipped her before losing their footing as the two of them fell against the soft snow beneath them.

“Snow angels?” She laughed as they started to make their own, soon joining in with their antics and making her own before the two got up and started to have a snowball fight. Spending the night laughing and smiling as they played like children in the snow. Enjoying the simplicity of the moment before they had to return to the real world.

#jane banner x gn! reader #jane banner x reader #jane banner #wind river #jane banner imagine #elizabeth olsen x reader #lizzie olsen x you #lizzie olsen x reader

[bellaveux]

um i just watched wind river for the first time after putting it off for months but now that i watched it, i will say that if i wasn’t afraid of men before, i definitely am now. god, it was so heartbreaking, and the taste of vengeance at the end was pretty satisfying but at the same time heart-rending.

very good movie. a true 10/10.

elizabeth olsen was amazing as usual and i may or may not have fallen in love with jane banner… so might fuck around and write for jane banner a little bit.

feel free to send jane banner requests (will be adding her to my short list of who i write for.)

#bella’s chatbox! #wind river #jane banner x reader

[gb12d]

Chapter 1

Tags @lifespectator

Y/N POV

It was a normal morning for me today. They had called from the gym that I could take a day off today if I wanted. And given that today was also my fiance's, Jane, day off, then I took it. She was out for a run and would be back soon, so I want to surprise her with a nice breakfast.

As I walked to the kitchen, I stopped to look at a picture of us both that we took some months ago. For others, it would be viewed as a normal picture of a cute couple. But for me, it meant my world. She was the person who made my heart flutter by simply thinking of her. The only reason I want to keep living despite my errors. I only hope that nothing will ever tear us apart.

I made my way to the kitchen where I grabbed what I needed to make Jane a good breakfast. I'm not a good cook, but I guess I can make her something simple like some scrambled eggs and also an orange juice to go with it. When I finished making her breakfast, I heard the door open, letting me know that she was at home.

"Breakfast for my badass agent," I smile " how was your run babe," I ask, kissing her forehead. "Good and thanks for this," She responds softly, kissing my cheek, causing me to blush. "Oh my god, Y/N, you blush every time when I kiss your cheek," she giggles, making me smile. I'm so lucky to have her in my life. I think to myself as our day goes by with a good shower, cuddles and kisses.

Jane has always been a self-assured, independent woman with an unwavering dedication to her work, which has only deepened my love for her. She also maintains a healthy balance between her personal and professional lives, which encouraged her to make time for me and vice versa so that we could make more memories together. After all, being true to one another is what makes a relationship work perfectly, right?

#wanda maximoff #jane banner x reader #wind river #fanfic #elizabeth olsen #lizzie olsen #fbi agent #yn

[yelenasdiary]

Thinking it’s time I write something for Jane Banner 😌

#jane banner x reader #fanfiction

[marvelstarker-mha98]

The Runaway Distance Life Of A Little Stark chapter 28: Easy's Never been this hard

Characters & Pairings: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, Pepper potts & reader. Pepper potts x Tony stark, Bruce Banner, Thor & Tony stark, Thor & tony, bruce banner & tony, Happy hogan, tony stark, Pepper potts, Steve rogers & tony stark, Roberta Rhodey (real marvel character from the mcu comics) & tony stark, Maria hill, Ben parker, may parker & peter parker, lots of characters mentions.

Summary: Tony accepted his daughter's death then goes to the place that she wants to be buried. Warning: Flashback and reunion Co author with: callikc Tag:  @venomsvl  @geeksareunique

From its beginnings as New Amsterdam, all through the years and to its modern day, it was filled with people on the streets desperate to complete their errands of the day. It was certainly called 'the city that never sleeps' for a reason. It had a heart and it had a rhythm, and it was only for just that one day that Tony wished more than anything the city would somehow shut down.

For once it was clear in the skies, not a single gray cloud or speck in sight. At least that made it seem less foreboding.

Tony and Pepper stood in their room, both in black attire. The latter was fixing the former's tie, her eyes focused on the pendant and key that rested on Tony's chest. Once she was finished with the tie, she paused to take in Tony's expression.

It was distant and cold. Sad.

He was still mourning but, much to everybody's relief, he was starting to finally come to terms with your death in the week that had passed since the destruction of his lab. Pepper made sure to prioritize his injury above all else and kept him on a strict rest and wellbeing regime with the help of Bruce and Dr. Cho.

-

It was a few nights before the funeral and Pepper couldn't sleep.

She lay awake in the bed she shared with Tony and busied herself with sorting through digital files and paperwork on the laptop. It was tedious to do at that hour of the night but it was a welcome distraction from the harsh reality of things.

It had been an hour before Tony began to stir next to her. His eyes were shut tight but his other features showed clear panic and fear.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled to himself.

Another nightmare.

"Tony." Pepper whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Tony, wake up."

He responded, but not to her. He continued to mumble things about you, how he wanted to do more and how he should have been faster or quicker and how you lost your entire future because of him.

Pepper placed her laptop on the bedside table and tried to wake him again by using gentle but firm shakes and a slightly raised voice to try and get through.

After some time, it finally worked, and Tony startled awake with labored and shaken breaths.

"Hey." Pepper said softly, making sure he could see her face before he started to panic about his surroundings. "It's okay. You're home."

Tony didn't reply initially and only managed a breathless nod. By the time he finally found his voice again he had processed the surroundings properly.

"I'm sorry." He told Pepper. "Bad dream."

"I know."

"I don't get why I can't stop it."

"It's subconscious. No one can."

"Does it bother you?"

"Never." She smiled lovingly. "We'll get through it just like last time. Together."

-

Back in the present, Tony had his head hung low and a pained expression clouding his face as his thoughts focused on you.

Even if he was learning to accept the truth now, it didn't hurt any less. There was still the pain and the agony and the grief, and there was still the guilt. It didn't seem to matter how many people told him he wasn't to blame for what happened, it just didn't seem to make a difference.

Pepper gently held his cheek in her hand, her own look grief-stricken. Tony leaned into her touch, closing his eyes for a moment.

No words could be said because no words would suffice to ease the pain both were suffering from.

Pepper lifted her other hand and held his other cheek, wiping away a stray tear with her thumb. Tony swayed a little on his feet but kept steady in the end, placing his hands over hers.

They simply stood in each other's company until a knock on the door filled the silence of the room.

Bruce walked in, also donned in black, with a somber look of empathy.

"Hi." He said in a timid tone, worried about having interrupted a moment.

"Hi, Bruce." Pepper said, doing her best to smile.

"Sorry. Are you, uh... Are you ready? Happy's waiting by the car."

She nodded. "We'll be down in a moment."

"Okay. I'll see you down there."

He promptly left, leaving the room in silence again. At least until Pepper spoke again.

"Ready?" She asked quietly.

Tony let out a shaky sigh. "Do I get the choice?"

It remained unanswered as she began leading him to the door with a sorrowful look. Once they reached the tower parking lot, they found Happy and Bruce by the car.

Happy's expression hadn't changed since the day you died. He was consistently shadowed by a disconsolate feeling.

"You okay, buddy?" Tony asked in a voice so quiet he might not have said anything at all.

Happy managed a nod. "Yeah."

"Sure?"

He nodded a second time. "I'm ready."

-

Just the day before Happy had intended to resign.

He couldn't seem to get over the idea that he was accountable for all that had gone wrong and he had decided that it would be best for everyone if he took a very long and very permanent vacation from the security detail.

"She asked me for secrecy and I said yes because I thought I was helping her." He tried to explain to Tony and Pepper. "What I thought was protection was anything but that. I'm taking responsibility for my actions and hoping for some form of forgiveness before I leave."

There was a dreadful silence.

"What is this?" Tony asked, still staring at the papers.

"My contrition." Happy told him.

Another silence.

Tony looked up from the papers with an expression that surprised Happy. It wasn't relief or agreement like he expected, it was confusion and incredulous.

"I don't get it." Tony said.

Happy glanced at Pepper who shared the confused look. "I'm resigning and accepting accountability."

"Yeah, that's what I don't get."

This time it was Happy who looked bewildered. In his view, he had as good as killed you by not revealing that he had seen and talked to you. He knew who you lived as and he didn't tell anyone, endangering you because no one else could protect you when that horrific day came.

He was startled out of his thoughts when Tony ripped the resignation in half and brought him into a tight embrace.

Happy faltered and took a moment to process before cautiously returning the hug.

"You're my brother." Tony said. "You cared about her and that's all I need to know. That's all I care about. I don't blame you."

Happy closed his eyes. "Why?"

"Because I just can't. She wouldn't."

"Tony..."

"No resigning. I know she loved you, Happy, and I don't want you to go." -

"Steve, Clint, Natasha, and Thor will meet us at the location." Pepper explained as they drove to the mentioned location. "There's going to be journalists and paparazzi but they have restricted access so we don't have to worry about them."

"Where is it?" Tony asked.

He hadn't been as involved in the planning due to his grieving. Pepper had organized pretty much everything.

"Calvary Cemetery." She said.

He looked out the window as he watched the streets fly by. "Why there?"

"Agent Hill suggested it. She said (Y/n) had people in two different places in the same city and that she always wanted the best of both worlds. And that she had special connections in the area and wouldn't want to be separated from them."

Bruce spoke next, his tone curious due to the wording. "What does that mean?"

Tony shared this confusion and Pepper shrugged. "I guess we'll find out soon enough."

Happy didn't say anything but listened to the conversation as he drove to the cemetery. He was surprised by the lack of stormy weather, especially with how miserable the city had looked recently.

-

The reason for the nice weather was Thor himself.

He had returned from Asgard the day before the funeral after taking care of some business in his home realm. It was hard keeping the peace and very exhausting and yet he still had the brightest smile on his face as he greeted his friends on Midgard.

Unfortunately he came back to the news that Tony had lost a daughter. He quickly went to the Tower to find him and was directed by Bruce. The two might not get along but Thor understood how it felt to lose family and he knew that no one deserved the pain if wrought.

"Point Break." Tony greeted, his tone jolted. "Didn't expect you back so soon."

"Matters between Asgard and Alfheim were settled with fair ease." Thor explained. "Although light elves have quite the temper. You wouldn't expect it."

He nodded. "Right. Well, uh, welcome back."

Even if he tried to look the same, Thor noticed the hurt in his teammate's eyes. He had the same look when he had lost his mother not too long before all of this.

"I heard of your daughter." He said empathetically. "I understand the loss of a loved one, and I am truly sorry, Stark. I would be honored to attend the farewells."

"Sure." Tony hesitated. "And thanks."

He paused again.

"How did you know?" He questioned.

Thor had a sad look still. "My Lady Jane informed me about the news. I believe she, Lady Darcy, and Erik Selvig will be paying their respects also."

"Did they know her?"

"Only in passing, as I did." He thought back to that day, curious. "Her familiarity in the picture we found puzzled me for quite some time until now."

Tony was simply amazed by how many people you seemed to know or at least spoke to. Just how many others were out there? How many people would show up tomorrow?

"When did you meet her?" He questioned.

"Some years ago." Thor replied. "I was banished from Asgard for my own arrogance and found myself stranded in your land of New Mexico. I became acquainted with Jane and her friends whilst there and shortly after that the Son of Coul and Lady (Y/n) arrived. She told me Mjölnir destroyed one of her devices."

"I forgot I wasn't the only one." Bruce chimed in, reminding them that he was also in the room. "I met her a few years ago too, and she said she enjoyed my papers on gamma radiation. She was smart."

Tony looked between them both, his stunned look growing more and more ridiculous by the second.

"And you didn't say anything?" He asked.

"I didn't know she was (Y/n)." Bruce admitted. "It never came up before."

Tony looked away, thinking on the words. He was finally getting to know you and yet at the same time he found it worse because he couldn't actually talk to you about any of it.

You invented something that had a run-in with Thor's hammer. You liked to read papers on scientific exploits.

"Can I ask a favor?" He said towards Thor.

The god stood straight and nodded. "Of course."

"Tomorrow is the funeral." It hurt just to say it. "Just... Can we have weather that isn't trying to drown the city? I'm not asking for sunshine and rainbows, just a clear day."

Thor nodded again. "It would be my pleasure."

-

Back in the car, Tony hadn't said a word for a good ten minutes.

He prefered the silence. He was content with just staring at the sky and holding Pepper's hand as the world rolled past.

But the car soon stopped at a red light.

He looked at the blazing red for a long moment before focusing elsewhere. He caught sight of a parent and child. A dad and his daughter.

The little girl clutched her father's hand as she jumped into old puddles. She had the most brilliant gleaming smile and the dad watched her fondly, laughing whenever she made a big splash on the sidewalk.

Tony wanted it.

He wanted all those moments he skipped out on. He wanted the birthday parties and the first day of school, he wanted to be there when you had your first heartbreak so he could hurt whoever made you sad. He just wanted to be your dad again.

He tightened his hold on Pepper's hand as his other one reached up to hold the key and the pendant. They were all he had left of you now.

When the car finally pulled up to Calvary Church Cemetery, he wasn't at all prepared for what he saw.

The building was magnificent, a testament to the higher power so many people seemed to dedicate themselves to. It had a golden inscription above the double doors talking about resurrection and life with images of Jesus and his followers carved into the old stone. Beyond the grand architecture was the cemetery itself, lines upon lines of graves and memorials dotting the grass.

As Happy complained about parking, Tony found his eyes drawn to the many strangers that littered the front of the cathedral. He didn't recognize them. Not all of them anyway.

He could spot the rest of the Avengers, Dr. Cho, Thor's girlfriend and her own friends, Rhodey and his mother, and Maria Hill. The ones he didn't know were a vast majority of former SHIELD agents, Coulson and Fury in disguise, Skye, Fitz-Simmons, Agent May, the Parkers, Matt Murdock and Foggy Nelson, Mr. Delmar and his family, residents of your apartment complex, Ned and his moms, MJ and her mom, some officers who knew you through Ben, the press, and quite a few civilians who must have just been there to pay respects.

Tony, unaware of everyone else's identity, had to gather his courage before daring to step out of the car. Immediately the paparazzi cameras were on him like flies, flashes blinding everyone.

There was a time that he would have relished in all the attention, but those days were now long gone. He couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'll meet you inside." Happy told them. "I've got to do security checks."

Pepper nodded in understanding and thanked him. She then took a pin badge from her bag.

It was pretty, sky-blue with the most beautiful flower imprinted on it. It was a gladiolus flower, representing honor, remembrance, and heroism. It was your favorite.

"This will get you inside." She explained, pinning it to his suit.

"Thanks." He replied, giving them each a farewell before he left to speak to some of the officers on duty.

The first people to greet Tony, Pepper, and Bruce were the other Avengers. Steve had an arm brace since his injuries from the Triskelion were still quite fresh even with all the super soldier healing. The others looked very somber.

"Hey, Tony." Steve greeted first. "I'm sorry about (Y/n)."

Tony managed a small nod. "You and the rest of the world. How's the arm?"

"Healing. I'll manage."

"Good. Can't have Mr. Dorito out of commission for too long."

Although the jokes normally annoyed Steve, he kept up a smile for Tony's sake. The six of them - and Pepper - talked for a bit about how the proceedings would go until Tony spotted Roberta Rhodes. Rhodey's mother. He excused himself to talk to her.

He hadn't seen her in many years. Since Afghanistan. He did send gifts and cards for Christmas, birthdays, and mother's day since she did the same and never forgot a single holiday. She always tried her best to advise him on your upbringing but he was so arrogant that he never listened.

The second she spotted him she engulfed him in a tight hug and kissed the top of his head lovingly.

"Oh, Tony..." She mumbled, giving him a gentle squeeze. "I'm so sorry, my dear."

He just nodded, forgetting how comforting a mother's embrace could be. He didn't want to let go and probably would have had another breakdown of grief if he wasn't already cried out.

"I'm sorry." He then mumbled, still holding onto her.

"Hey..." Her voice was so gentle and calming. "Whatever for?"

"I didn't listen. You told me what to do and I didn't listen. I wasn't good enough."

"Oh, darling-" She pulled back slightly so she could look him in the eyes. "I won't tolerate that, Tony. You did the best you could even if you didn't know it."

"She hated me, just like... Just like I hated my old man."

"You are not Howard."

"I didn't want to be, but I was. I didn't talk to her, I wasn't there, I never listened. I tried to change but it was too late. She was already gone."

"You still tried." She assured him.

Tony looked away. "You're not disappointed?"

"Never. I didn't like it when my son told me how you raised (Y/n) but I was never disappointed in you. Even when I looked after her and she complained, I always told her to wait and give you time. She understood in the end, just as I did."

He went quiet again, just listening as she went on.

"You're a different man, Tony. A good man. You're a hero to millions, you have a relationship with a beautiful and kind woman, you have friends who are there for you in the darkest time. You are enough. There's no point in trying to change something that doesn't need to be fixed. You did everything you could to find her. You're not Howard. You've always been more like Maria whether you knew it or not."

The Avengers, who had been joined by Rhodey and Agent Hill, questioned who she was as they watched her comfort their friend.

"This is Roberta Rhodes." Rhodey explained. "My mom. She looked after us, and she checked in on (Y/n) for years. Makes a mean cookie, too."

They each smiled at that.

"So who are all these people?" Pepper then asked Hill.

Hill looked around at the crowd, recognizing far more than Tony did before.

"People she knew." She said. "Some are friends, family, some just an acquaintance in the hall, some of them she helped or saved, but they all knew her."

Tony finally let go of Rhodey's mom to look at the crowd again. He had mixed feelings on it all and wasn't sure what he was supposed to express.

"You should be proud." She told him, answering the unspoken question. "I would be. (Y/n) met a lot of people and saved so many more."

He nodded. "I am. She was the real hero.”

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