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wandanatsthings · 1 month

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𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡

Hey guys, this was a request that I got last week, I'm sorry it’s taken me so long to get it out for some reason I was struggling to write. I know this isn’t amazing but I hope you all enjoy it and feedback is always welcomed.

Disclaimer: This is set in the age of ultron but wanda and pietro are a little older.

(P.s im dyslexic i'm trying my best)

Warnings: Character death, cheating, cursing, grief, sneakiness, angst. I think this is it but please let me know if you see any more.

Summary: Wanda cheats on reader because she feels they are responsible for her brother's death.

Word count: 2.6k

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“Bet you didn’t see that coming,” Pietro says with his signature smirk as he slowly falls to the ground. The bullets that were meant for you pierced through his skin. “No!” you screamed as you watched his body fall. You ran over to him in what felt like slow motion. “Pietro no come on stay with me.” You say with tears in your eyes while falling to the ground where he lay. “Come stay with me please Piet, please Wanda needs you.”

He looks up at you with his crystal blue eyes.

“My dear sister will be okay, for she has you her love.” He says slightly choking from the blood coming out of his mouth knowing that this was probably the end. “No I won't be enough, she needs her brother.” You say pleading with him to stay. “Yes you are and you better take care of her or I will haunt you.” He says jokingly.

You chuckle a little at that, finding it endearing that even in his last moments he was still cracking jokes like he normally would. “I- I will, I promise.” You say taking his right hand and squeezing it. You knew that he was tired. With all that he had been through with Hydra and losing his parents. You knew all he wanted was rest, but couldn’t until he knew his twin sister would be well taken care of. “I will do everything in my power.” He looks up at you nodding.

You nod back at him letting him know that it was okay for him to go to whatever afterlife he believed in. You watch his eyes close and wait for his last breath to leave his body. When you feel it, You hear this earth-shattering screaming. You knew it was Wanda.

With her powers and the strong bond she had with her twin, you knew that she would feel that they were no longer in this world together.

You're heartbroken at the sound, never ever wanting to hear the woman you loved scream in agony like that.

As you're collecting yourself trying to figure out what you should do about Pietro you hear Tony come on the comms. “Hey guys we’ve saved all we can here we have to leave.” You sigh knowing that he was too heavy for you to carry by yourself but not wanting to leave him there. You make the tough decision to leave. “I'm sorry, please forgive me.” You say walking away, your voice mixed with sadness and regret. Sadness because Wanda would never see her brother again and regret because it was all your fault.

You make your back to the heli-carrier all you can think about is Wanda. How were you gonna tell her that you were the reason her brother was dead? That just because you weren’t paying enough attention to your surroundings you didn’t see the bullets heading straight your way but her brother did and took them for himself? What kind of shit is that? You thought. You walk up the stairs into the cabin of the heil-carrier.

When you walk in you see Wanda sitting in the corner with an empty look in her eyes. You walk over and sit down next to her. As soon as you sit down she falls right into you sobbing. “What happened?” You hear her say as you wrap your arms around her. You sigh, deciding that it would be best to just tell her. “Um there were so many bots everywhere and we were both fighting some but I guessed one was getting ready to shoot me I had my back turned so I didn’t see…but he did and he ran in front of me.” You reply trying not to break down. Wanting to be strong for Wanda. “I'm so sorry, I tried to help him but there was nothing I could do.” You say grabbing her hands almost pleading with her not to be mad at you.

All she does is squeeze your hand back with a nod. You were about to say something else when Clint walked on board. “Hey, where's speedy?” Wanda breaks down crying again with the mention of the nickname the boy had been given. You look up at him through your glossy eyes as you hold Wanda tighter and shake your head. Feeling sorry for the man because you know he had taken a liking to the boy. He nodded his head, “I’ll let the others know.” He said as he walked away feeling heavier than he did when he approached you both.

A few weeks had passed since that mission. The atmosphere in the compound is still very heavy. Feeling the weight of not only a hero lost but the casualties as well. You tried to make Wanda feel any kind of “better” you could. Her routine was the same every day. She’d sleep til almost noon when she woke she would cry for a while and wouldn’t eat until you damn near forced her.

On occasion, she would talk about him with you or ask you to watch what were her and her twin's favorite sitcoms.

You would do it all if it meant that she would feel at least a little better. You didn’t want to be selfish but if you were telling the truth you just missed your old Wanda. You knew she would probably never be the exact same again but if you could you would give anything just to see her little nose squench up or to hear her little giggles again.

That’s exactly how you felt when you noticed her hanging around Natasha more. Wanda had always taken a liking to the widow so you didn’t find it weird when you found the 2 sitting at the kitchen table with smiles on their faces. You were very happy to see Wanda showing any other type of emotion besides sadness. It felt very good to see her smiling even if it wasn’t directed at you. As the weeks went on the two started to spend even more time together. Whether that was eating, movie nights, or training it just seemed like they were always together.

You were starting to feel a little jealous at the fact she was spending more and more time with the avenger and less time with you but she was starting to become brighter in a sense. Again you didn’t want to be selfish even though you were feeling a little jealous and missing your girlfriend, especially because she was finally starting to become more like herself again. You decide to bring it up though, not as accusing her of something you believed she wasn’t even capable of but just as she seemed like she was starting to feel more like herself.

When you walked up the stairs into your shared room. You saw her sitting on the bed smiling at her phone. “Hey, baby.” You said sitting down next to her and kissing her forehead. You realized when you sat down she quickly took her phone and put it under her thigh. “Hi, is there something you want?” She said, Her accent is still very strong, not having left her native country not that long ago. You were taken aback by the tone she spoke to you with, her not ever even raising her voice at you within the year you had been together.

“No not really, just wanted to talk, you know see how you’re doing with everything.” You said. She looked at you and nodded, “Well I’m doing fine, I’ve just been cleared to go on missions again, I’ll be going on one in a few days actually.”

You were surprised at that and a little worried not that you didn’t think she could take care of herself but thinking she would want to take a break after everything that had happened. “Are you sure? I mean are you ready?”

You questioned with nothing but concern for the woman you loved well being although she didn’t take it that way.

“Yes! God you’re always trying to smuggle me, I can take care of myself. I don’t need you besides Natasha’s coming with me.” Her harsh words hurt you but you didn’t let her know that thinking that it was her grief making her react this way.

“Okay, okay I was just asking, I know you can take care of yourself, I’m glad someone’s coming with you. You and Nat seem to be getting closer, that's good.” You say.

Wanda sighs, “Yeah she’s an amazing friend.” She says with a smile. Almost the same smile she used to give you.

“Well that’s good I’m glad you have another person in your circle.” You say walking away with a gnawing feeling in your chest.

A few days had gone by and it was time for the 2 to go on the mission together. To say you had a bad feeling about it would be an understatement. You didn’t know what it was, you just felt like something was going to go wrong within the couple of days they’d be out. Not necessarily with the mission but something.

As you walked up to the landing pad with Wanda to send her off. Natasha was already there waiting for her, as soon as Wanda saw her she quickly let go of your hand and almost ran to hug the Russian. This made you feel some kind of way but you didn’t bring it up right then, not wanting to upset the girl right before she left.

Before the 2 got on the plane you reached out to Wanda’s hand. You noticed that she seemed very eager to leave but you thought maybe she was just excited about the mission. “Be safe please, come home to me.” You say going in to kiss her but instead, she dodges it. “I will be okay bye.” She said as she got up into the jet with the help of Natasha.

Right before the door closed the spy winked at you.

When you made it back to the compound you decided that you would take a shower to try and get rid of the awful feeling you had. You got on the elevator and walked into your room. While you were getting your clothes and stuff for your shower. You heard someone’s phone go off. You knew it wasn’t yours because you always had your phone on vibrate. You looked around and saw the phone that rang was on the dresser. You realized that it was Wanda’s phone, she had always left her phone at the compound when she went on missions.

Now you knew that you shouldn’t look but you just couldn’t help but to check and see who or what it was. You picked that phone up and opened it, you saw that she had a few messages that were unread. When You clicked on them you saw most of them were from this person she had in her phone as “N” You clicked on her contact and your heart dropped to the bottom of your stomach at what you saw. There were multiple messages but not just any kind of message. They were flirty, there were pictures and voice messages of Wanda and whoever “N” was. You soon found out when you came across a photo of what looked like another bedroom in the compound. The picture was of just what you were guessing to be “N’s” chest. The woman had on a red push-up bra and when you looked closely you could see little red hairs. You looked even more closely at the photo, and that’s when you saw the little black widow emblem Natasha wears on her suit. That's when you knew your suspicions had been true.

It all made sense now. The two were spending more and more time together, and getting closer and closer. You couldn’t think of a reason why she would do something like this. You never even thought that she was capable of cheating. You were so upset you couldn’t even cry. You knew you needed to figure out what you wanted to do.

You decided that you would think more about it over the 2 days that she would be gone.

The two days had gone by and you finally knew what you were gonna do. You had it all planned out all you needed to do now was wait for her to arrive which by your calculations would be any minute now. You were in the common room when you heard laughter. It was time that your plan started.

You got up and walked over to them only acknowledging your girlfriend. “Hey love welcome home I have a surprise for you if you would just follow me.” You said reaching your hand to her. You see them both look at each other and only one of them speaks. “See you later?” Natasha says smirking at Wanda. “Yeah see you later,” she replies. Natasha walks off. “So what’s happening later?” You asked while leading her to where you have a nice dinner set up with her favorite Paprikash. “Oh nothing, we're just gonna do our mission reports together.” She replies. “Well isn’t that nice?” You say pulling her chair out for her to sit. “This all looks amazing.” She says already picking up her fork to dig in. “Thank you, I worked very hard.” You said smiling on the outside. On the inside, you were absolutely dying.

You were halfway through dinner even though you could barely stomach your food when it was time for the next part of your plan. “So I made up a little short film we could watch while we finish up eating.” She looks up from her plate and nods. “Okay play it.” You get up and grab your phone, having downloaded everything you need. You airplay your phone onto the TV and press play on the little video you made.

As she’s watching it you can see all the emotions on her face and not one of them is regret. When the video is over you unconnect your phone. “Well that was a good little film, wasn’t it?” You asked, the look on her face is priceless. “When’d you find out?” You chuckle a little at that. “That’s what you're worried about? Hmm interesting but to answer your question the day you left. You left your phone on the dresser-“ “So you looked through it!” She said yelling, cutting you off. “Yes as a matter of fact, I did, you have been acting off for weeks.” you say calmly back “Oh well maybe it had something to do with the fact my fucking brother died-“ “NO it has been more than that. In fact, you’ve been acting weird ever since you started hanging out with Natasha on the date.” “OH, what happy??!! I’ve been acting happy. That’s because she actually makes me happy because she’s not the one who killed my brother!” She cried.

You were stunned at that. You knew that she had to blame you at least a little bit because hell you blame yourself, but you didn’t think her resentment would lead to this. “So that’s what this is about.” You say almost crying yourself. “I’m sorry but I just can’t do this anymore, every time I look at you I just think about him and I just can't. I'm sorry I do love you, I do but just not enough anymore.” She walks away, with you feeling heartbroken and guilty but knowing what you knew to be true from the beginning, You wouldn’t be enough.

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Comment if you want to I love reading them!!!

This was the request ☟︎☟︎☟︎

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theeblackmedusa · 10 months

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hey ! Here’s a Request then: Attuma finding out Okoye is ticklish 🤭🤭💗

her one big secret

a/n: this was a cute request. thanks @xblackreader!🫶🏾

summary: a moment of relaxation turns into a revelation of the one thing she hasn't told him.

warnings: none, so much fluff, still minors dni bc y'all not supposed to be lookin on this blog anyway😑, fluff that should send you to the dentist

wc: 645

“We had a deal. Lay down.”

The two were at a standstill until he made his move, lunging at her and picking her up. She squirmed in his arms until he finally put her down on the bed.

"No! Let go, Attuma!"

“What happened to 'I never break promises', huh?"

“I can't break a promise I never made, Attuma.”

It was technically true. She didn't promise him that she would take a day off and let him spoil her, but she also didn't not promise it. They had a discussion about it, but she never actually agreed, so she just told him “yeah, yeah, okay” until he let it go. She hadn't been expecting him to actually hold her up on it, though.

“What are you doing?” she questioned, becoming unnerved by his silence above her.

She tried to sit up, but a strong hand on the back of her shoulder pushed her down again. Before she could protest, the heel of Attuma’s hand was pushing into her shoulder blade. The touch was followed by a pain that quickly turned into relief as he worked the tense muscles.

“Don't tell me that didn't feel good,” he finally spoke as he continued to massage her muscles.

Her stubbornness refrained her from admitting that this did actually feel good and she was actually relaxing for once, so she bit her tongue and let him continue working in silence. So she thought.

It seems that she forgot her boyfriend could be just as stubborn as her sometimes, and this was one of those times. He was right and he knew he was right and he knew that she knew he was right.

“Come on, ‘Koye, just admit it. Letting me take care of you for once actually feels nice.”

She tried to hold in the laugh that came when he poked her side to tease her, but she simply couldn't.

“Don't do that, Attuma!” she attempted to reprimand between giggles, but it was too late. He already had that devious smile on his face and the lightbulb had already started to shine.

All this time of knowing her and the one thing he didn't know about her was that she was ticklish. Of course this is the one thing she wouldn't tell him about.

“Stop, no! I can hear you thinking about it!”

He completely disregarded her, fingers poking and prodding into her flesh and making her twist and turn beneath him as she laughed uncontrollably.

“I can't believe you’re ticklish!”

She shook her head in protest. Always so stubborn.

“I am not. Anyone would have this reaction!” she defended through her laughter.

“Oh, but I wouldn't, Darling!”

Her laughter was contagious as he continued to tickle her, moving under her arms and making her snort. Tears were threatening to come out of her eyes at this point and his stomach was beginning to hurt as he giggled with her.

Okoye thought she was going to pass out soon if he didn't get off of her and stop making her laugh. She managed to twist herself around so that she was on her back and pushed him off of her. Attuma fell to the floor, still suffering from his fit of laughter.

Her cheeks were hurting from how hard she'd been smiling and she rolled her eyes as she attempted a glare at him.

“Why didn't you ever tell me about this?”

“Because I knew you’d react like this!”

“Who wouldn’t? Tough, fierce Okoye's guard can be taken down as long as you tickle her? That's gold!” he cackled.

She rolled her eyes at him and crossed her arms, knowing that he would most definitely be using this weakness of hers to his advantage in the future.

“I hate you. You do know that, right?”

“I love you, too. Even more now that I know about your little secret.”

#thank you to everyone who's sent in a request #i can already feel myself getting back into the swing of things #i'll post another request tomorrow!#attoye #okoye x attuma #bpwf #marvel #mcu #marvel ships #fanfiction #fanfic #black writer #theeblackmedusa🐍🐍

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familyromantic · 1 year

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Maxicest for @mikeellee ❤️

#ship edit #shipcest #tw:incest #wanda maximoff #pietro maximoff #mcu #marvel #fan video #maxicest #scarlet witch #quicksilver #requested #a: mine #r: brosis #canon: no

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lenaswritingandstuff · 11 months

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Heyy! If your ship requests are open could I request a ship for Game of Thrones and House of the dragon?

So I'm Emily,I'm Bisexual,I'm an intj,my pronounce are she/her,I have Curly dark brown hair,a bit longer then shoulder length and dark brown almost balck eyes(and i'm 5"7).

I love reading,music,art and archery also spending time in Nature.I'm impulsiv and sensitive but also funny,loyal,introverted and protective and smart.I am very Complex and my mood can change quickly but not always In a negative way.I'm mostly the Sarcastic and observing friend(I tend to have friends that always get the attention and are dominant and extroverted).I love learning new things and I'm pretty realistic but also spiritual.

My love languages are physical touch(but only with the right person),quality time and acts of service.I'm very honest and stand behinde the things I say..some call mean because of that but I don't care.

I can vibe with any kind of person (except they are toxic or a racist,or trans/-homophobe,or a sexist..ect).The things that are most important for me is having memories and experiences and that I learned much things also that I always meant what I did or say.

I like the colors Black,dark green,any shade of blue,and purple.

I never did this before so idkk if I did it right haha anyways bye :)

Hi Emily! No worries, you did it perfectly! :)

I ship you with...

Game of Thrones: Robb Stark

House of the Dragon: Rhaenyra Targaryen

Thank you for the request, hope you like it!

#house of the dragon #marvel #mcu #football #got #request #soccer #ship #game of thrones #rhaenyra targaryen #robb stark #the north #the young wolf

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a-violent-homosexual69 · 8 months

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Fandoms I’ll ship whoever requests:

- TVD and TO

(the vampire diaries and the original universe)

- MARVEL

(or MCU, or spiderverse)

- Arrowverse

(DC CW shows)

- Harry Potter

(When their 18+)

- Wednesday

(the Netflix show)

- Scream

movies 1, 4, 5, and 6

- Stranger Things

(I’m not that HUGE of a fan but I know enough)

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- or just ask in the comments of this post if I do and I’ll respond!!

- Much love,

A Violent Homo

#open requests #ship requests #i’ll ship you #y/n #you #scream franchise #wednesday #tvd #to #mcu #marvel #fandoms

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make-me-imagine · 1 year

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Hi!! First off, I want to say congratulations on your milestone, you deserve all those followers and so many more!! I’d like to pretty please ask for ships for the MCU and Pirates of the Caribbean?? I have no gender preference!!

A little about me:

Personality-wise, I’m an INFP (Mediator), a Ravenpuff, and my character color is pink. I kind of cycle between being super upbeat and bubbly and being quieter (I’m only semi-verbal a lot of the time), but either way, I always try to be kind and a good listener. I’m also very loyal to my family and friends, and I will do anything to make them feel happy and safe, even if I do sometimes tend to be too much of a people pleaser. My main love language is physical touch, but I also love being praised when I do something well.

As for hobbies, I spend most of my time either reading or writing fanfiction (and sometimes original short stories), listening to music, and watching movies or TV shows. I mostly like all kinds of music, but I’m not really the biggest fan of rap. I’m also really into true crime podcasts, specifically My Favorite Murder. I also have a love for older TV shows, such as M*A*S*H and The A-Team, as well as all the Marvel and DC movies and TV shows. I’m also a pretty decent singer, at least depending on who you ask. I really love books, and my ultimate career goal is to be a librarian (although if you asked me my absolute dream job, the answer would be a voice actor).

As for what I look for in a partner, I think I just want someone who respects me and will listen to me, someone who I can talk to about anything, someone who will love me at my best and at my worst and be equipped to comfort me when I’m not doing well - and of course I’d do the same thing for them!!

Hopefully that’s enough for the ship, but if it’s not, just let me know and I can send in something more! Thanks in advance for the ship, and I hope you’re doing well!! 🖤🖤🖤

Thank you! <3

I hope you like them :)

MCU:

I ship you with Bucky!

Bucky is very caring and loving, and would know exactly how to treat you and care for you. He doesn't need to be in constant conversation, and loves just lounging around, arm wrapped around you as you just sit together.

You two often have movie nights, or lounge while watching your favorite shows. Usually you have snacks or order-out.

If he over-hears you singing, he instantly has a smile on his face. He loves hearing you and thinks you sound great. Whenever you write original stories, he is always proud of you and always wants to read them (if you let him).

He adores your bubbly personality and appreciates your more reserved side. He is always comfortable around you no matter what.

Headcanon: You have the ability of voice mimicry (you can mimic any noise/voice)

Runner Up Ship: Sam Wilson

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Potc:

I ship you with Will

Will is a very kind and caring individual. He is protective over those he loves, so he will always be there when you need him.

He loves your stories, and enjoys hearing you sing. He loves nothing more than sitting with you and staring up at the sky, or talking about your lives.

If anyone tries to misuse your kindness, he will step in and protect you. He never allows anyone to over-use your kindness, and wants you to know your worth.

Will loves physical touch, and is not shy in telling you how he feels about you.

Runner Up Ship: Elizabeth

#ask #ship #milestone ships #ship request #starlit-epiphany #potc ship #mcu ship #8.5k ships

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storiesforallfandoms · 2 years

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save a seat ~ yelena belova x clint barton;marvel

word count: 2067

request?: yes!

“Could you write a Yelena and Clint fluff where they’re getting married and left a seat for Natasha at the ceremony”

description: on the best day of their lives, they decide to leave a seat for the one person they wish could be there

pairing: yelena belova x clint barton

warnings: swearing, mentions of death

masterlist (one, two)

The last thing either of them expected was a marriage. Especially since the first time they met, Yelena was trying to kill Clint while he was trying to get home to his wife and kids.

But life is unexpected.

Shortly after their first meeting, Clint and Linda decided to separate. Clint was visiting Kate to tell her about the separation when Yelena walked in. The former assassin had grown close with the new Hawkeye and found herself spending most of her time at Kate’s place.

“Why is he all sad?” Yelena asked, gesturing to Clint.

“He has a name,” Clint responded. “And it’s none of your business.”

“Come on, Clint, it’s not that serious,” Kate said. To Yelena, she added, “He and his wife are separating.”

“Oh.” Yelena was shocked to find that she actually kind of felt bad for Clint. “I’m so sorry.”

Clint shrugged. “It’s fine. I’ll be fine.”

It was a short conversation and neither of them expected it to lead to a relationship within a few months, or a marriage a year and a half later.

On the special day, Yelena was stood looking at herself in a full length mirror as Melina fussed over her dress. Her small bridal party consisted of Melina, Kate, and Clint’s daughter, Lila, while Clint’s consisted of his sons, Cooper and Nathaniel, and one of few friends of his who wasn’t an Avenger or a former S.H.I.E.L.D agent.

Yelena could hardly believe the person in the mirror was her. She spent her entire life as a weapon for someone else. She was lied to, tortured, mind controlled. She wasn’t someone who could get married. She wasn’t someone who could be loved.

Now, not only was she getting married, but she was marrying a man with children. She was going to be a mother - or rather, a step-mother. Another thing she could only dream of.

“The dress is fine, Melina,” Yelena told her mother figure. “You are going to make it a mess.”

“I’m just making sure,” Melina said. “I want everything to be perfect on your special day.”

“Everything is perfect,” Yelena assured her. “You are here, Alexei is walking me down the aisle, I look beautiful in the dress we picked and the makeup Kate did for me. I can’t imagine anything else that would make today perfect.”

A thought crossed Yelena’s mind. She and Melina locked eyes through the mirror and she knew they were thinking the same thing. The one thing that would make this day truly perfect for Yelena: Natasha.

It was ironic because Natasha was the reason Clint and Yelena met. Granted, Yelena was trying to kill Clint because she was led to believe Clint had killed Natasha, but that was besides the point.

Natasha was the reason they had met and she wouldn’t even be at their wedding.

Kate stood. “No sadness. This is a wedding! It’s a day of happiness! Come on, let’s take a group photo.”

She set up her camera and the four women huddled together. Yelena smiled as the flash went off. When she looked at the picture later on, she could see the genuine happiness in her face.

Meanwhile, the guests were starting to arrive. Clint was at the end of the aisle with his Groom’s Men, welcome everyone as they came to speak to him.

He was surprised when Nick Fury walked up to him, wearing an actual, formal suit.

Fury chuckled at the look on his face. “You sent me the invite. Did you really think I wouldn’t come?”

“I’ll be honest, Yelena and I sent the invite as a joke,” Clint admitted. “I am glad to see you, though. I don’t exactly have many people to invite considering everyone I knew is...”

“Dead?” Fury finished for him.

Clint nodded.

As much as this should’ve been a happy day for him, Clint could only feel bittersweet. Yes, he was very happy and excited to marry Yelena. He loved her with all of his heart and he couldn’t wait to be with her for the rest of his life. However, when it came to planning the wedding and deciding who to invite, Clint finally realized how many people he had lost in his life. Tony, Steve, Natasha. Thor wasn’t dead, but Clint had no way to reach him on Asgard. Bruce was the only original Avenger left and one of very few people Clint had to invite to the wedding.

“There’s a hard price to pay for what we do,” Fury said. “And it’s times like this we truly realize that.”

Clint nodded again, unable to speak.

“I am glad you invited me, though,” Fury said. “Maria and I wouldn’t have missed this for the world.”

Clint gave Fury a knowing look. “Maria, huh? I don’t remember sending her a personal invite.”

Fury smiled, a rare occurrence for the former S.H.I.E.L.D director. “She’s my plus one.”

Clint smiled back at him. “Congrats then.”

“I think I’m the one who should be saying that to you.”

Fury took his seat next to Maria Hill, who also surprised Clint by wearing a beautiful black dress. He had never seen his former colleagues dressed in such formal wear before.

When all of the guests arrived and were seated, Clint felt himself becoming nervous. It was almost time for Yelena to walk down the aisle and to finally, officially, become his wife.

Back in the Bridal room, a knock came at the door as each of the women were taking some more pictures on Kate’s camera. Melina called for whoever it was to come in, and the door opened to reveal Yelena’s father figure.

“It is time, honey,” he told Yelena.

Her heart began to race as she realized what this meant.

Melina kissed her daughter’s cheek as she, Kate, and Lila went to take their places. It was just Alexei and Yelena left. Alexei looked over his youngest girl, dressed in white on her wedding day and Yelena was almost certain he was going to start crying.

“You look beautiful,” he told her.

She smiled at him. “Thank you, Alexei.”

He offered her his arm and she took it, ready to step into the next chapter of her life.

The pianist began to play the song Clint and Yelena had chosen for her walk down the aisle. The guests stood and turned towards the beginning of the aisle, where Nathaniel was stood holding a pillow with the wedding rings. He walked down the aisle first, joining Clint and his Groom’s Men. Lila followed, acting as the flower girl, followed by Melina. The Russian woman smiled at Clint and he smiled back at her.

Then, Alexei and Yelena appeared. Yelena clutched Alexei’s arm, praying that she wouldn’t fall as she walked down the aisle. She hadn’t worn heels before, especially not ones where the heel was so small. She cursed Melina and Kate for going against her original decision to just wear her boots under the dress.

The two former assassins slowly made their way down the aisle. All eyes were on Yelena, but her eyes were on Clint. She could see his eyes starting to mist with tears and she had to try and stop herself from crying as well as to not ruin her makeup.

When she got to the end of the aisle, Clint stepped forward to do the symbolic gesture of taking the bride from her father. Yelena let go of Alexei’s arm, but turned to kiss him on the cheek before going to Clint.

“Thank you,” she whispered to him.

As she expected, Alexei was crying as well. “If he hurts you, he’s dead.”

Yelena let out a laugh before taking Clint’s arm and joining him at the alter. Their officiate told everyone they could be seated, and that’s when Yelena turned and glanced the empty seat in the front row.

When planning their wedding, there was one person that both Clint and Yelena had wanted to be there that couldn’t. When talking about it with Kate, she suggested leaving an empty seat in the front row, a symbolic spot for the one special guest that they couldn’t have there.

They had chosen the seat next to Alexei, which was where Yelena figured Natasha would’ve sat if she was there. They had a sign on the chair that said “Reserved” and a picture of Natasha below the sign. She was front and center, smiling at her best friend and her sister, like she was supposed to be.

Yelena felt another tug at her heart as she continued to gaze at the seat. She wished more than anything that Natasha could actually be there. That her adopted family could be whole on the most important day of her life.

“Yelena?” Clint said, softly.

She snapped out of her trance and turned back to Clint. “Yes, sorry.”

“It’s okay. I understand.”

It was a loss they had both experienced, which made things a bit easier for the two of them at least.

The official wedding things started then, with the officiate talking about the importance of marriage, having their witnesses sign the official documents, so on and so on. Yelena was almost excited to get to the vows since that meant the ceremony part was almost over. As excited as she was to be married, she really just wanted to get to the reception.

They decided to go with the traditional vows where the officiate would speak and Clint and Yelena would repeat after him. Yelena went first, vowing to love and cherish Clint in sickness and health till death do them part.

“Do you also vow not to kill me again?” Clint joked as he started to slide the ring on Yelena’s finger.

Yelena chuckled and responded, “No promises.”

“I’ll take that.”

Clint went next, making the same promise to love Yelena until he died. She had no snappy comeback as he had. She was too emotional at this point to even try to speak without the fear of the dam finally breaking.

“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

Clint took Yelena’s face in his hands and pulled her in for a kiss. The audience cheered for the newly wed couple, however they were so lost in one another that they could barley hear them.

Clint took Yelena’s hand and they walked out of the ceremony, their guests following closely behind. They waited for a few minutes, greeting everyone and thanking them for coming, before getting into the limo they had arranged to take them to the reception. As they sat together, alone, waiting for their respective parties to show up, Clint kissed Yelena again.

“I’m so happy,” she said when they pulled away.

“I am, too,” he said.

“I never thought I would be married. This all feels like a dream.”

“Well, I promise not to wake you up then.”

They both chuckled. Yelena held Clint’s hand, running her thumb over his new wedding ring. It was so shiny, like her own. So new. So perfect.

“I could feel her there,” she told Clint. “I know that sounds crazy, but I swear I felt Natasha there with us.”

“That’s not crazy. I could feel her there, too. I had a dream about her last night, actually.”

Yelena looked at her new husband with curiosity. “What happened in the dream?”

“We were at the reception hall, but no one else was there just me and her. I was sat at that long table where the bride and groom and their parties sit, and she just walked up to me. She leaned on the table and looked down at me and she said, Clint, you know I love you, but if you hurt my sister I will put you through the worst hell imaginable.”

Yelena started to laugh, which led to Clint laughing as well.

“Of course she did! Even beyond the grave she is threatening you,” Yelena laughed. “A big sister even in death.”

“I’d believe her, too. She’d probably come back and haunt me, or when I die she’d throw me off of a cloud repeatedly.”

“I guess you’ll just have to make sure you won’t hurt me then.”

Clint cupped Yelena’s chin and leaned forward to kiss her gently. “I could never dream of hurting you.”

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greenapplebling · 2 years

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Soooo is anyone up to some questions & answers (or whatever that feature is called)?? 👉🏻👈🏻

It can be about anything really, I just want to interact a little with y'all

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magics-protector · 2 years

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Hello! I was wondering if maybe you did matchups/ships? And if so, can I have one with a male Marvel character?

Appearance: I’m a 27 year old black woman with locs that I sometimes put crystals in. I sort of have both a hippie and alt style but I also like dressing up sort of bougie. I’ve been compared to a fairy as far as my features go since I have high cheekbones, look young for my age, feminine with sharpish features and expressive eyes. I take pride in my appearance (not in a vain way) because I believe it’s a form of self love and self care. I have a really smirky smile

Personality: I’m an INFP and fit almost all the stereotypes that go with it but I don’t like for people to see me cry or be angry. I’m sort of reserved while I feel you out but after that, I can become talkative. I’m super chill on the outside despite me having adhd and I’m generally friendly to everyone which can get me in trouble sometimes when it’s looked at as flirting. I don’t have genuine crushes that often but when I do I’m super into him until I see we’re not getting anywhere and then I move on. That being said I can be really impatient and easily bored when it comes to romance unless he puts in actual effort but with most things else I’m pretty levelheaded and (over)think things through. I’m usually the friend that throws parties or plans trips or hang outs. Im pretty independent too and travel a lot alone. I can talk to anyone but I have to recharge and sometimes that can take days or weeks of me being alone. I’m really bad about standing up for myself but I stand up for others easily and hate intolerance.

Interests: I love listening to music, I play bass guitar, love traveling and experiencing other cultures. I also like collecting crystals, being in nature, reading, watching only 80s and 90s films and crocheting. I also spend a lot of time reflecting on how to be a better person. Depending on the vibe and who I’m with I can be both a partier and a homebody.

Quirks: I’m clumsy, sometimes stutters when my thoughts are too fast and my mouth can’t keep up, if I’m really really attracted to a guy I don’t really talk all that much because I’m nervous that I’ll stutter, ramble or say something stupid do I think that’s sometimes confused with disinterest.

Thank you!!

I can absolutely do one for you! Sorry, it has taken so long!

Marvel

I ship you with...

Scott Lang

Oh, you're lucky! I'm so jealous.

Scott is husband material - I will take no other arguement! He, after prison, takes everything 100% seriously and works hard to maintain the relationships he has and will create.

You've nabbed a Golden Retriever. What else is there to say.

Scott will be obsessed with you. He will worship the ground you walk on if you let him. He's so sweet and brave and literally the best.

He will love you no matter what and despite any flaw. Nothing is bad enough to drive him away because he will try and make it work. He'll be your best friend and your most trusted companion.

he is literally so pure, oh my lord.

I hope you like it ! <3

A/N: Normally with Marvel ones, I put my recast at the bottom for those who are curious and just for writing's sake but I didn't recast Scott so there we go. This has never happened and I'm happy about it. Anyways, I hope you liked it!

#submission #ship requests #request #marvel #mcu #scott lang #ant man

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