#nat blurb

[t1ts-4-scattorcio]

Protective nat w a soft gf pls 🙏

Protective Nat x Soft GF Reader

You were known for being kind which is why it was odd to see you and Nat together, especially as girlfriends. Sweet quiet girl always looking for the best in people and an angsty grunge goth latched to her hip. 

The epitome of sunshine and dark cloud + has an attitude with everyone else but you. She can have the most sour expression on her face then is all goo goo eyes when she see’s you.

“Hey nat whats up?” Jackie asks, “Nothing.” 😒 ‘you enter’ immediately skips to you “Hey baby” 😍

She loves making you happy, she’s up for anything you want to do. She lets you do her makeup the way you want it when she comes over for fun. Sometimes it happens before school and she ends up walking in with pastel pink eye lids and loads of glitter on her face. Jackie and Laura Lee think the look suits her since they’re only used to dark colors.“Pink suits you so well nat!” “thanks” 😌

Color coordinating outfits. You would wear a floral dress and she would have a floral scrunchie to match

Nat doesn’t shy away from soft readers romantic advances you’re so sweet she can’t help but let you love her. Lottie and Van poke fun at nat “you’ve really gone soft Scatorccio.” “yeah yeah whatever” 🙄

Nat isn’t scared to break a few noses if anyone takes advantage of you though and is basically your shadow, everyone knows that where you go natalie follows so any asshole know not to fuck with you.

Get’s ansty when you’re drunk, once a guy harassed you during a party after you denied his advances. Insisted he was good in bed and better than Nat in any way possible. “You’re so quiet, Nat’s got you so wound up hm, I bet I can make you come out of your shell.” TF Did she just hear?? 🤨 She was so angry after overharing him she punched him so hard he ended up getting a concussion.

After that she makes sure she has an arm wrapped around you, sometimes making you hold onto her belt loop when she can’t hold your hand.

She isn’t afraid to confront anyone that speaks badly about you “y/n is so sensitive, I bet she’s fake as hell too.” Her head spins so fast “the hell did you just say??” Pinning the idiot that said that against a locker.

You’re so sympathetic to nat’s home life, you had a feeling nat was having a hard time and your heart broke when you realized why. Nat loves how you listen to what she has to say, you hold her while she sobs after having a screaming match with her dad or how negligent her mom is towards her.

She’s also attentive to your anxieties, suggests you go somewhere quiet to relax when you’re overwhelmed, outside on the benches in the soccer field or a secret corner in the library designated for the both of you.

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[romanoffsbish]

Our Sleeping Beauty

WandaNat x PregnantFem!Reader

Request | 1,347 Words

“We didn’t want to wake you up.”

Natasha—like always, was the first one of you three to wake up, and after a minute of ogling the both of your sleeping forms she went on her typical morning run. Only to return an hour later to an awake Wanda cuddling into your slumped form., “She’s still asleep?,” Natasha asked over a soft chuckle splitting Wanda’s attention between the two of you,“Yeah, and she’s just too cute to wake up.,” the witch mused with a raspy voice as she looked to her other wife with tired eyes full of love., “Then I say the two of us leave the sleeping beauty to rest while we run her errands.”

Wanda gently removed herself from your side, settling a pillow in her place as to not disturb you, and once she saw you were resettled she made her way over to embrace Natasha., “You’re absolutely right moya lyubov’, our angel is already overdoing it as it is, and she needs all the sleep she can get.,” Wanda confirms, then she leaves a soft peck to the redheads lips before scooting off into the restroom to get ready.

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Natasha sits down besides you, admiring how beautiful you were in quiet moments like this. When you’re not bustling around to keep the house in order, or to keep all the Avengers well fed. Being Tony’s assistant for nearly a decade sure had perks, but it also came with a hefty workload that your lovers see firsthand. They have repeatedly begged you to retire the job, to become their pretty little housewife, but you truly are a stubborn one. So for now they will just assist you as best they can, and allowing you to sleep while handling Tony’s ridiculous list is just going to have to do for the day.

Natasha just couldn’t help it as she settled a kiss to your forehead., “YA tebya lyublyu.,” a coy smile takes over her face when you stir ever so slightly in your sleep, the silky grey covers consequently fall and leave your pregnant belly exposed to your lover whose eager lips lean down to press another kiss to your bump., “Mama lyubit tebya.,” she gasps lowly when the baby shifts under her lips., “Ostavaysya yeshche malyutkoy. mame nuzhno pospat'.”

(I love you) (Mama loves you) (Stay still little one, mommy needs to sleep.)

Wanda quietly tiptoes over to the scene, her hand lays against Nat’s shoulder as she too leans in to press a loving kiss to your bump., “Be good little one.,” she whispers against your skin, then as she pulls back she turns Natasha’s body, carefully she pulls her off the bed as to not disturb you further, and then into a kiss., “This is going to be a long morning.,” she sighs against the older woman’s lips who then chuckles into the kiss., “Better get going then.,” and just like that the brunette was being pulled out of the room, and was off to collect your to do list from under the magnet on the fridge.

A significant amount of hours had flown by before you woke up with a start. The talons of one bored calico kitten had etched a mark into your thigh before the older black cat could stop her successor. Your eyes flew open to find the cat was now lying on your bump, purring loudly in what you assume to be a self soothing move as he awaited your likely scolding. Though it never came as you were too busy looking to the clock that flashed 11:00AM.

Panic etched its way into your very soul seeing as how Tony’s charity gala was tomorrow and you needed to get everything pulled together. You realize that in your pregnancy induced exhaustive state last night you’d forgotten to set your alarms, but the vacancy’s in bed that belonged to your lovers left you perplexed. They knew today was your important day set aside for pulling all the loose strings together for Tony, and it irked you that they’d leave you in the lurch like this knowing how much you valued your position with the billionaire.

You tried to get out of bed, but the process had only become harder the closer to your due date you got. Falling back with a huff you did the next best thing., “Hey Siri, call baby mama and baby daddy on speaker for a conference call.,” and after only a few rings you heard the sound of panting, and then a slightly panicked voice., "We didn't want to wake you up...,” Hearing Wanda in such a state amused you, and if you weren’t panicked yourself you might’ve tried to ease her worries., “Well I have a lot of work to do, and it was irresponsible to leave me sleeping well into the late morning.”

Natasha rolled her eyes at your tone, she was clear across the way from Wanda, and was nowhere near as worried about your anger., “Detka, we made a logical decision for the sake of your health, and you should be happy to know we handled all of your little tasks.,” Natasha’s face held a smug smile as you were silent, but Wanda’s held a grimace as she was almost certain you were planning their deaths., “So, instead of waking me up as you should’ve, you two went out and handled all of my work for me without any issues?,” your tone was level, and the words were clear as day, but still they found themselves at a loss for an answer.

The silence felt safer to your lovers, your question was simple, but it also felt like a perfectly crafted trap they didn’t wish to fall into today., “An answer would be nice.,” Wanda cleared her throat, deciding it was her turn to brave the storm that was a hormonal, unpredictable you., “Yes detka, we finished about an hour ago, now we’re actually headed to get some food for you—our beautiful angel.,” Natasha smirked at the brunette’s attempt to placate you, knowing that it was likely to work.

“What food?,” you asked just as level, though you had to fight off a laugh when you heard your wives gulp, because truth be told the answer they give now matters the most., “A BBQ Chicken pizza from Joe’s, loaded carnitas fries from Sal’s, and an Oreo shake from Jack in the Box.,” Natasha said without missing a beat, and she stared at Wanda through the car window with the aforementioned pizza in hand. Neither woman moved as they listened to your heavy breathing through the phone, they imagined you were likely sharpening your knives, but really you were just trying to sit up.

“When can I expect my lovely wives to return with my snacks then?,” they both sighed in relief when your voice was suddenly elated., “We’ll be there in less than twenty detka.,” Wanda cheerfully replied, the car was already thrown in reverse as Natasha was buckling up., “All will be fine just as long as we don’t forget my Coke from McDonald’s, because we all—.,” Natasha humorously cut you off, “There’s no Coke better than a McDonald’s coke. We know moya lyubov.,” she shook the icy drink near the phone’s microphone for emphasis and she could practically see your smile as you spoke., “Thank you Natty.,” and just as Wanda went to speak her displeasure you cut her off., “Thank you Wands, I know it was probably your idea.”

Wanda looked to Nat with a cheeky smirk., “Mhm, of course moya lyubov’, food was all me, but handling your day was all Natty.”

“Well, then you both have a good chance at receiving kisses for your efforts, but only if you’re on time.,” and you could actually hear the tires screeching., “See you soon lyubov.,” you giggled while snuggling the purring cats close., “I sure have your mommies wrapped around my finger.,” you mused with one hand on a cat, and the other lovingly rubbing your baby bump., “Gotta teach you now little one, because you and I are about to rule this castle if you get it all down now.”

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[gl1tter-claire]

𝓣 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆!!✦

𝓓𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬!!🕸

When you first started dating her, she was a little cold trying to make sure if she could really trust you, until one day she just came to your house after an argument with her father and you listened so carefully and hugged her and comforted her. so affectionately that you made her feel so safe with you, after that day she was much more affectionate alone with you

She's really so obsessed with giving you cute nicknames in Italian

She thinks you are the most beautiful person in the universe

Once during a sexual moment that you were having with her, she grabbed your neck out of lust and the heat of the environment. The problem was that she grabbed your neck more than she should and left the mark of her hand on your neck (and you didn't you wanted to tell her that she was taking your breath away because you didn't want to ruin the moment) and when you went to sleep after that she saw the mark on your neck and the mark on your neck reminded her of when her father was trying to kill her mother with her hands and began to cry on your shoulder while asking for forgiveness, you woke up and automatically asked her why she was crying while you hugged her and well, she told you what was happening to her while desperately asking for your forgiveness (my little baby thought that night that he had become his father😭😭)

When she's jealous, she puts her hand in one of the back pockets of your pants and gives you a kiss in front of the guy who's flirting with you just to make it clear to him that you already have a partner and it's her (if that doesn't work, she might start telling him to the guy who leaves you alone but with insults like that

“Hey idiot, don't you see that she already has a partner, leave her alone if you don't want her to break your fucking nose”

When she loses a match she feels super angry and yells or speaks badly to everyone who tries to tell her to calm down or who tries to talk to her, except you, <3

I think you are the only person capable of calming her down (help, I can't stop laughing, this reminded me of a scene from the kissing booth😭😭 look at me, Noah look at me!)

She thinks you look so cute in any type of clothes

Sometimes when she is stressed and it is not yet time to leave class she throws you a piece of paper in the middle of class telling you to meet in the locker room, when the two of them get to the locker room Natalie simply starts kissing you until she forgets why she was stressed

Natalie just loves having you on her lap while she kisses you

When she is depressed or angry the only thing she likes to do is go to your house and lay her head on your chest while you caress her head or play with her hair while a Nirvana song plays in the background

She really loves to tell you things and teach you songs from her favorite bands or soloists

She also loves it when you tell her about your tastes too and she will always listen very carefully

I feel like she would have been terrified when you told her you wanted her to meet your parents

until she finally comes to your house for dinner and sees that your parents aren't as bad as she thought, your dad asked her some questions but that's it, your parents absolutely like Nat

I think he really loves every part of your body but his favorite part of your body would be your thighsis

her loves to put his hand on your thigh and also lay his head on your thighs

You once gave him a Nirvana CD and he couldn't stop kissing you that day

She loves it when you steal her clothes and wear them, she thinks you look so cute with her things

you love the way her rings look on her hand and you're obsessed with always grabbing her hand and seeing her rings

“you really like my rings love”her said making fun of you a little

Oh, shut up,” you said laughing blushing

“Admit it” her said, grabbing you by the waist while giving you small kisses all over your face

Sometimes she gets very insecure and you have to remind her that you only love her and that you are not going to abandon her

She has a mixtape full of songs that remind her of you and she listens to it when you're not with her

when they kiss she likes to whisper I love you between kisses

You were the first to say I love you of the two, although she says it to you more often

Her loves to flirt with you just to see your blushing face

she dedicates many songs to you

For Natalie, you are the most beautiful woman in the world and it hurts her so much that you don't think the same

Every imperfection you see in yourself is something she loves

“baby you know you're too beautiful right?”

One day you told her about all your insecurities and she kissed all the imperfections you saw in yourself

n/a: hii, sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, English is not my native language, I'm sorry,and if you are reading this, I just want to tell you that you are surely a wonderful and truly beautiful person, even if you don't see it for yourself and if you ever feel too bad with your physique or you are having a bad time in your life. I'm always attentive to my messages so write to me and I will try to help you <3

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[ultrone]

⨳﹙💸★﹚–– mean girl lottie + bsf nat blurb based on this ask

practice had finally come to an end, and you hastily made your way toward the locker rooms, eager to grab your belongings and join nat, who was waiting outside for a smoke. you approached your locker, retrieved your items, and shut it, nothing unusual there. however, as you rummaged through your bag's pockets, panic gripped you—your wallet was nowhere to be found.

that's when it struck you; you'd left it on the bench.

you spun around, heading back to the bench, but your wallet wasn't alone. there sat an expensive-looking sweater right where your wallet should have been. naturally, you reached for it, intending to move it aside and confirm the presence of your wallet. and there it was—your wallet, intact. relief washed over you.

that was until a sharp voice broke your thoughts. "what the hell do you think you're doing?" lottie's voice dripped with venom as she glared at you, prompting you to turn around to face her. she strode over, snatching the sweater from your grasp, her expression one of pure irritation. "touch my stuff again, and you'll regret it," she warned you.

in your defense, you stammered, "sorry, i just wanted to get my wallet," gesturing toward the bench to show her that her sweater had been covering it.

"i don't give a damn about your stupid wallet, i…"

her words were abruptly drowned out by your racing thoughts, too loud to even process what she was saying. lottie was already dressed in her typical attire: a short skirt paired with a pink crop top that complemented her perfectly. her damp, flowing hair indicated she'd recently showered. you found yourself fixated on her lips as they moved with every word, the furrow of her eyebrows, and the animated gestures of her hands punctuating each sentence. it wasn't until she scowled and stormed out of the room, leaving you in a daze, that nat, who had been silently observing from the shadows, cleared her throat, snapping you back to reality.

you turned around to find her leaning against one of the lockers, arms crossed, wearing a sly smile that was just plain annoying.

"i see... this is what was taking you so long," she began, teasingly raising her eyebrows, "drooling over lottie," she added playfully.

you stammered, "what? no, i wasn't." your cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

she couldn't hold back her laughter, clearly not buying your attempt to deny the obvious. "come on," she chuckled. "you were totally into that,” she declared. "you know? i always knew you were a bit weird, but i never would've guessed you'd be into denigration," she quipped.

rolling your eyes, you were about to respond when nat interrupted.

"you know what? i'll save the teasing for later. let's go," she urged, gesturing for you to follow. "i've been waiting since 4th period to have a smoke, and i won't waste more time because of fucking lottie," she grumbled, exiting the room, with you trailing closely behind—your face now as red as it had ever been.

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[dnvrsmedia]

Can I request a Nat x r where r uses the strap for the first time with Nat and being insecure they won’t satisfy Nat like Bruce or other her past lovers but Nat reassures r and then r makes Nat cum like she never has before? Please and thank you❤️❤️

Love On Me

Needy!Nat x reader

18+ MDNI

an: tysm for this request! so sorry for it being late but as I mentioned before I am still settling in at uni! I really enjoyed writing & i hope you enjoy reading just as much <3

Frantic movements and clashing teeth quicken with fervor as Natasha grinds on top of your lap. Needy groans slip past her lips as she tries to pull your bodies impossibly closer. You separate from her lips and smirk at the whine that leaves her lips. Her plump lips chase yours with a frown as you back away. If you weren’t immensely horny you would think it was cute.

“What’s gotten into you? Hmm?” You ask sweetly as you tuck a piece of her fiery hair behind her ear. Her breath heaves as she tries to pounce. You can’t help but giggle at her eagerness. You put your palm on her sternum and press lightly. Nat’s face flushed as she is forced to use her words.

“I need you so bad, honey.” She whines and presses her soft pillows on your jaw, biting slightly. You let out a groan and almost instinctively grab her hips.

“I need you to use the strap on me, please. Need you to fill me up good!” She seductively bites and moans into your ear.

A shiver runs down your back. Natasha who is the more experienced and dominant one in your relationship is now practically falling apart for you. You would be stupid if you didn’t race at the chance to have this beautiful woman at your beck and call. Yet, all you can think about is if you’ll ever equate to the partners shes previously had. Nat was your first, and hopefully your last. She showed you the ropes in terms of your sexuality and you are terrified of being a disappointment. The need to make her feel like the most special woman on earth runs deep in everything you do.

Nat notices your hesitation. You’ll never speak it out loud, but having a spy girlfriend who is trained in all things non verbal communication doesn’t really make hiding things easy.

Natasha moves her hands to rest at the nape if your neck, forcing you to look into her eyes.

“Detka, what’s the matter?”

You shake your head and move to kiss her. Your unsuccessful attempt at skipping this conversation quickly ended when Natasha disconnected your lips from hers. Tasha took your hands in her own as she stared deep in your eyes.

“I am immensely needy right now but we are not doing anything until I know what’s going on.” Nat sweetly kisses you cheek and caresses your hand. You know that you’ll forever and always be safe with Nat.

“I want to do this, fuck. You have no idea how much I want this-“

“But?” Nat looks very vulnerable right now. This is what you didn’t want in the first place. Nat opened up about her previous experiences early on in your sexual relationship. Her vulnerability didn’t come easy and yet here you are with her. You shake your head profusely and take a deep breath.

“What if i’m not enough? What if I can’t make you feel as good as you make me feel?”

Natasha shook her head with a warm glint in her eyes.

“Oh detka…” She shakes her head and kisses you passionately and pushes you back onto the bed. She seductively trails her teeth up your neck until she reaches your ear.

“You’re gonna put on the strap and you’re gonna fuck me. You’re gonna make me cum and have my legs shaking. You’d like that, hmm? Splitting me in half with your cock. Cus I need that so fucking bad, please. Just please I need you so bad!”

You let out an almost animalistic growl. Need is seeping out of your pores as Nat grinds her hot cunt onto your thigh. You don’t know what came over you but you gain all the confidence in the world. You flip Natasha onto her back and place your knee in between her heat. She lets out a whiny moan, desperate for more.

“God you’re so pretty for me. I need to fill you up right now, need to fuck you till you can’t remember your name.” You pull off her clothing in a hurry. Your mouth latches onto her over sensitive nipples. Her back arches closer to you as her hands snake to the nape of your neck and tug.

“Please!” She whimpers hotly. You smirk at just how needy she is. Her state makes you want to make her feel the best you can.

“Don’t you worry, pretty girl. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” You whisper in her ear before you move away from her and get yourself situated. The look of pure lust on her face as you strip in front of her. You do struggle with putting on the strap for a bit. Natasha gets on her knees in front of you to help with the harness. Your breath leaves your body for a moment when she takes the faux cock into her mouth while maintaining eye contact.

You can’t help but thrust your hips into her wet and inviting mouth. The feeling of the strap nuzzling up against your clit as she sloppily blows you feels euphoric. You don’t know how much longer you can wait. You need to be in her; splitting her in half. You remove her from your strap and push her onto the bed. You take the strap between your hand and tease her clit.

Nat moans out loudly wantonly as she begs for more. Her hands snake down to your hand i hopes to speed things up. You tsk as you continue teasing her. Being the more dominant one doesn’t happen very often, so you are enjoying all of your time. Her whines grow louder as time goes on. Her sopping cunt drips on to the silk sheets with no remorse. Your mouth opens in awe at how worked up she is.

“Shh, baby” You coo, “I’m gonna make you feel so good.” You give her one last bruising kiss before you slide your strap fully. Something comes over you as you pound into Natasha. You get drunk off her loud moans and whimpers as you thrust deep into her. The only thing on you mind is how much you need to make her cum. You have turned Nat into a babbling mess. Her hair is thrashed about on the pillow and drool slides out from her mouth onto the bed below.

“Hmm, fuck I- hmph please! So good y/n! please baby please need it so bad.” She slurs as he eyes struggle to maintain eye contact. You’re grunting into her due to the sensation of the strap snugly grinding into you. As Nat lets out a wonton moan, you start to struggle with the strap. She’s clenching so tight that you knew it was almost time for her to cum. Your hand slides down her body and lays purchase on her swollen bundle of nerves. Your fingers rigorously massage her clit as your thrusts don’t let up. Natasha cannot form sensical sentences at this point. Her body is thrashing and fingers grip onto whatever she can get her hands on to brace her. You’re basically drooling at this point. You can feel your own orgasm sneaking up on you as you watch the woman you love fall apart under you.

“Fuck, baby you’re doing so good for me. I wanna come together.” You groan at the sight of her bucking her hips into you. “Can you do that, hmm?” She nods and you kiss her forehead. Your thrusting continues as the familiar feeling starts growing stronger. Your thrusts falter the closer you get.

“Baby I need you to cum for me, okay? I can’t last much longer I need you to cum. Come one princess, come for me.” You begged as you couldn’t hold your orgasm back any longer.

Seeing you fall apart from pleasing Natasha was the last nail in the coffin for her. Guttural moans surfaced from her as she came underneath you. She was blissed out to notice the rushing fountain that was expelled between her legs. You looked in awe at the beauty in front of you.

Your thrusts slow to a complete stop. The only noise in the room is the sound of your labored breaths. You slowly remove the strap from inside of your lover. Her quiet whine at the feeling of being empty is heard. You lean down and lovingly kiss her. Slow and sensual is the name of the game and you want to make her feel loved.

Natasha snaps back into reality with a lazy smile and a peck to your wrist.

“Hi baby.” She smirks while playing with your hair. You grow back to your shy self as you’re unable to maintain eye contact with your lover. You face plant into the crevasse of her neck and shoulder with a groan. Natasha let’s put a hearty laugh at you.

“You just gave me the best sex of my life and now you’re all shy? You are ridiculous.” She giggles and you groan once more.

You both will definitely be doing this again.

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[deviouz]

we need more about mean dom!nat pls

i think everyone could use a little more mean dom!nat in their life <3

“come on, sweet girl, tell mommy what you need. use your words, yeah?”

a whine escaped your parted lips, hips seeming to move and gyrate towards natasha’s fingers against your own free will. it felt as if you couldn’t get enough air in your lungs with the way you kept sucking in shaky, uneven breaths through kiss-swollen lips. the skirt of your sundress was pushed up and pooled atop your thighs and the kitchen counters as her fingertips delicately but purposefully traced intricate patterns and shapes along your inner thighs and clothed core. the scarlet lace you wore didn’t do much to hide how badly you needed her, and the half-smile your knowing natasha wore told you all you needed.

“nat,” you keened, head tilting ever so slightly to the left as she kissed along the crook of your neck up to your jaw.

the breathy moans started to become more frequent as her fingers pushed past the lace and danced along your slit, occasionally pushing to press against your clit.

“fuck,” natasha bummed at that particular expletive, “mommy, please, i-i need you—” a desperate whine cut off your sentence as two fingers sunk into your sopping heat.

“that’s it, my pretty girl,” natasha smiled, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips, “just let mommy take care of you.”

#i love mean dom!nat <3 #mean dom women in general own my ass ugh #like?? obsessive and mean wanda #just imagine #or being double teamed by wanda and nat oh my god #mean dom nat and soft dom wanda <3 not a want but a need #anyways ! #natasha <3 #natasha romanoff x reader smut #natasha romanoff x reader #black widow x reader smut #black widow x reader #blurbs ! #. . . asks 🐚

[good-griief]

Hey! I was wondering if I could request for Van Palmer? Something along the lines of the reader coming to terms with their sexuality?

It’s totally cool if you don’t want to write this request lol also kinda might start sending in asks so im gonna claim am emoji -🍾

sorry this took so long but i'm back and able to write again so here u go! this was getting very long so if u guys like it i'll happily make a part two!!<3

You were never a “talkative kid.” You were never one that could spell words like gargantuan or manganimus. You were never helping with your classmates’ homework or told you were exemplary. Your grades were average; A’s and B’s, but nothing exemplary. 

Though there was one thing you were exemplary at. One thing that if given the chance to write about, you’d always be given the highest score. One single thing, completely apart from the rest that could get you an award for your writing. 

Funnily enough. It was Soccer. You’d gotten an award for writing about soccer. 

You always liked Soccer. Ever since you were little. You liked playing with your friends, hanging out with them. You liked the hugs that came after a big win, the friendships, the relationships. You liked the team bonding. You liked the sleepovers and parties. You liked getting close with the best of the girls because you were also one of the best. You liked the small, intimate group you had, and the small, intimate time you spent together. 

You liked the times where you would have a sleepover and cuddle with one another. Sleepovers where you would kiss to ‘practice’ for boys. Sleepovers that got you so close you were hugging and leaning on each other all the time, lying your head in each other’s laps. 

Sleepovers that somehow dwindled down to you and one other girl by eighth grade. A girl that you’d kiss to practice for boys that didn’t exist. A girl you held hands with at school and took to lunch on weekends with each other’s babysitting money. 

A girl that moved away before highschool. 

You started freshman year without friends, signing up for soccer tryouts and hoping that would get you somewhere. 

You ended up on JV and it seemed the rising sophomore class had already gotten so close that your effort to make friends in soccer proved less than fruitful. 

When you played scrimmages against varsity, the group hardly passed to you and kept it within their small circle. 

There were two girls, Mari and Akilah, who you got along fine with, but they weren’t close, so you had to talk to one or the other during practice which meant you weren’t close with them either. 

That left you in your own little bubble freshman year, floating around. No one really disliked you, but no one knew you either. Not even your own teammates. 

Luckily, though, around winter break, you were asked out. You didn’t really know the guy, but Jackie, one of the sophomores in his grade and on the Soccer team, said he was nice. 

So you said yes. 

And suddenly after a winter break of calling this guy and getting hot chocolate with him, you were in with Jackie… Which meant you were in with Shauna, which meant the ball was passed to you, which meant they started to see how good you were, which meant they started to like you. 

“Hey!” Jackie came up to you, Mari, and Akilah after practice. 

You’d slowly been getting them closer so the three of you could hang out. You figured you could then start passing to them and get them in with the other girls without a whistle-blow from Coach Scott for changing a play. 

“You three wanna come with us? Team bonding?”

“Sure!” You said first, all too enthusiastic and making her chuckle. 

“I have to study,” Akilah said.

“Yeah, same,” Mari said, giving you a sympathetic smile. “Have fun, though!”

“Oh, we will!” Jackie looped her arm through yours as you gave your new friends a look. “Come on. You can tell me all about Mark— he’s friends with Jeff, you know?”

“Jeff?”

“My boyfriend.”

“Oh…”

“Oh, good! You brought her!” Nat, another sophomore, said. 

“I told you the other two would say no.” Jackie shrugged. 

“Still nice to ask everyone,” Lottie, the only one that’d actually introduced herself to you, said. She also gave you everyone else’s name. Which was helpful since they definitely weren’t going to introduce themselves. 

“Hey,” except maybe one of them, She was shorter, redheaded, and the goalie. She gave you a sweet smile as she held out her hand. “Have you met everyone?”

You took her warm hand, shaking gently and earning even more of a smile. “Lottie,” you gestured to the brunette with your free hand, “told me about everyone.” She only nodded. “Vanessa? Right?”

“My friends call me Van.” You nodded, giving a small smile as you still mindlessly shook her hand. “You can call me Van,” she added with a smirking laugh, eyes darting to Lottie briefly. She had a feeling she told you her name was Vanessa on purpose. 

The brunette was grinning from ear to ear, hands slapping at Nat’s as they both laughed together.

“Van.” You dropped her hand. “I’ll remember that.”

“Oh, I hope so—”

“Leave her alone,” Taissa butted in, laughing. “You can ride with us if you want.” 

“Sure.” You agreed, walking next to Van as the group dispersed. “Where are we going?”

“I think Jackie’s,” she said. “She’s been dying to meet you and shit now that you're dating Mark.” You nodded. “Whole team has, really. You know, you’re pretty good?”

“Thanks, I think?” You frowned. “I’ve played since I was, like, eight.” She nodded along. “You guys are great. I mean, you’re the best high school team I've seen— Van, I’ve never seen a better goalie.” She smiled, shaking her head. “No, seriously,” you insisted when she went to object. “You must, like, study every player or something—“

“She does,” Taissa said. 

You were glad you were usually on her team during JV scrimmage, or it’d be a challenge to get a goal. 

“Insane.” You shook your head. “I can only ever tell if someone’s injured.”

“Oh, really?” Van asked, curious.

“Mhm. It’s pretty easy.” She frowned. “Just check the bench. Works every time.” Taissa stifled a laugh, Van laughing out loud. 

“I thought you were serious,” she laughed. 

“Yeah I could tell. You were all…” You imitated her face, making Taisa laugh. 

“Come on, Tai!” Van hit her shoulder. “You’re supposed to be on my side!”

The ride to Jackie’s was spent receiving questions from Tai as Van just listened in or responded to something Tai said. 

There was something about this girl. The way she spoke. The way she looked at you through the rearview mirror, checking to make sure you were comfortable. She was sweet, obviously, but there was something else. Maybe, it was just the fact that she was pretty and red-haired, but something about her was all too attractive. 

In the sense that you wanted to be her friend, of course. 

By the time you got to Jackie’s, the other girls were already there and inside while her parents ordered food for all of you. 

They greeted you from the kitchen at the opposite end of the giant house and told you the girls were “in the parlor”.

“You’ll get used to it,” Van said, walking with you to the living room, which was one of many but clearly the most casual of them. 

“Hi!” Jackie was quick to pull you by her. 

The night was spent getting interrogated, practically, about your boyfriend while you ate pizza and watched shitty movies until people started falling asleep. 

You were up late with Van, who, like you, seemed to enjoy the shitty movie on screen. She grabbed the two of you a board game to play while you watched. 

“So, do you wanna tell me about yourself at all?” She laughed. “I know more about Mark than my new teammate now.”

“Wasn’t really prepared for that one,” you joked, making her chuckle as you took your turn. “Well, all my old soccer friends are at different high schools now,” you said, shrugging. “So if you’re wondering—“

“Why you seem like such a loner?” She interrupted, making you laugh. “I was a little curious.” 

“Jeez,” you laughed. “My best friend moved, like, across the country, and the rest of my friends are on rival teams now… And I’ve beat them all—“

“Fuck yeah, you have!” She laughed. 

You spent most of the night talking with Van, who seemed to have been waiting to talk to you alone. She hardly spoke in the group conversation, but now she was lively and engaged. Maybe it was because the conversation had less to do with your boyfriend, and more to do with you. Maybe because she actually got to know you. You couldn’t tell. 

There was just something about her.

At the next practice, you were getting the ball passed to you regularly, but never close enough to score. 

Maybe because the one time you tried, Van blocked it like it was nothing, but that was weeks ago. 

Which meant you were determined to best her now. 

When Tai passed you the ball, you made a move to get it to Akilah. Just as quickly as you passed it, it was stolen by Nat, but Mari got a read on what you were trying to do and got it back. 

“Mari!” Tai waved, but she quickly passed it to Akilah now that no one was guarding her. 

She passed the ball to you, and as quickly as you got it you were kicking it at the goal without moving from your spot. 

“Ah, fuck,” Van muttered, having been counting on you coming toward her and already moving to the right of the goal. She jumped toward the left to block, but the ball barely brushed her fingers before getting caught in the net. 

“Yes!” Mari yelled, high fiving both you and Akilah when they made their way to you. “That was clean!”

“It was sloppy,” Tai said, coming up to the three of you as the rest of your mock team came as well. “Just unexpected.” 

You nodded in agreement. “A goal is a goal, though.” She narrowed her eyes, huffing a laugh. “That kinda unexpected sloppiness can win a game.”

“She’s not wrong.” Jackie patted your shoulder. “Nice shot.”

“Well, why don’t we add it to the playbook?” Tai said. “Test it out in a real game.”

“Oh, don’t be bitter, Taissa.” Jackie laughed. “She just wanted you to pass the ball to her.” Tai laughed at that. 

For the rest of the practice, you made sure to pass to Tai every so often, the two of you testing out new plays. 

Despite that, Van was determined to block every one of your shots.

More so than anyone else. 

It was to the point that after that one goal, you didn’t score another. 

“Good game today,” Van said in the locker room, hand on your hip as she moved behind you to get to her locker. “You were making me nervous.”

“Me?” You laughed. “You were pissing me off—“ Van cut you off with a loud laugh. “I only got one goal!”

“It was hard to make that happen!” She laughed, and once it died down, she spoke up again. “Do you think you’d want to come to the field early sometime? Practice with me?”

You smiled, nodding. “Of course!” It was the perfect opportunity to get closer with her. Maybe, know more about her. 

To become better friends, of course. 

The first time was that weekend. You came the Sunday after practice, practicing earlier in the morning and getting lunch afterward. 

It slowly became a habit; every once in a while, every other week, weekly…

“Here.” Van jogged over to you as you stood in front of the ball. “You obviously have to turn your hips, but you really give yourself away…” She held out her hands, brows raised. You nodded and her hands went to your hips to readjust. “This is what you’re doing.” She turned you to the right. “So, I always know you’re going left, but…” She turned you to a slight angle, facing the right corner of the goal. You looked back at her and she couldn’t bring herself to get the rest of her sentence out. “I’m not sure how to explain it,” she said, taking a step back. “Why don’t you try goalie for a minute?”

“I’m a shit goalie, Van.” She laughed at that, but you went anyway. 

“Just try and figure out which way I’m going,” she said. 

That day, you spent the entirety of it ogether. It was past lunch by the time you went to the locker room to change, talking the whole way there about your newfound knowledge. 

“Do you wanna get dinner?” You suddenly suggested, both of you in the midst of changing. “We could, like, go out or something?”

She paused, looking over at you as she got her shirt on. “Where do you wanna go?”

You shrugged. “Mark took me to this little diner a few blocks from my place last weekend,” you said and her mood seemed to dampen. “They have everything— it’s, well… Well, it’s not amazing, but it’s cute.”

“Um…” She took a moment, putting on her shoes and taking down her hair. “I’m kind of tired—“

“Oh—“

“Yeah—“

“That’s okay—! No, I mean, that makes sense. We’ve been here all day, so…” You nodded as you got your pants on and slipped on your shoes. “Maybe another time, then?”

“Totally.” She nodded, giving a smile despite the sudden awkwardness that came between you. 

“Okay.” You nodded. “Then, I’ll see you tomorrow—“

“Wait, let me drive you home. It’s late—“

“No, no, no. It’s totally fine!” You gave her a smile as you grabbed your bag. “Mark was going to pick me up, anyway—“

“Oh, did you want to get dinner with him? Like, us three?” You shook your head. “But he’s picking you up,” she said, smirking with a furled brow. 

“I would’ve just told him to go home, or hang out with Jeff and Randy, or something.” You shrugged. Her smile widened slightly, cheeks heating. “That’s kinda shitty, though, I guess.” She then laughed. “Next time we’ll, like, plan, or something.”

“Definitely.” She nodded. “And I’ll take you somewhere nicer than a hole-in-the-wall diner after practice, alright?”

Something about the way she said it made you smile, stomach fluttering. “Alright.”

She walked with you out of the dressing room and to your boyfriend's car. “See you tomorrow?” She said some ways away from the jeep he drove. 

You nodded and leaned in for a hug, arms going around her shoulders. She was stunned for a moment, having not realized what you were actually leaning in for. She gave you a quick hug back before pulling away to go to her car. 

The next day, she was talking to you in the halls, the next practice you were able to get more than one goal, and the next weekend your practice was spent laughing together in the field and dribbling the ball between one another rather than practicing. 

“Oh shit!” Van laughed when it started to rain. 

March had come quicker than you expected. You and Van had been hanging out for just over a month now, but it felt like you’d been friends all year. 

Within minutes of you grabbing your bags, it was pouring rain and you were running to Van’s car. 

“Jesus!” Van groaned as she slammed the door shut behind herself, you doing the same. You threw your bags in the backseat, wiping your faces. 

She started the car, already starting her drive back to your house from memory. 

“Just park in the garage,” you told her. “You can stay for a while.” You then added, “if you want.”

“Is that fine? Like, with your parents?”

“They’re out of town.” She nodded slowly, pulling into the garage. “I can, like, make us dinner or something,” you offered. “If you like pasta.”

“I love some good spaghetti.”

“Great!” You both laughed. “First, we need to shower, and get this shit in the wash.” You looked down at your damp shirt and shorts. 

She turned off the car, and you headed inside. You grabbed both your bags and set them in the laundry room as you went inside, getting off your cleats and socks as well. 

“Here.” You filled the silence and led her up the stairs. “My rooms there.” You pointed to the end of the hall. “I’ll use my parents shower… obviously.” Van chuckled at your awkward speech, nodding. “There’s towels and everything in there. You can just take my clothes.”

“You sure?” 

You nodded. “Just send your stuff down the shoot.”

You took a quick shower before heading to your room in your towel and getting into pajamas. 

You heard Van call your name some minutes later as you lay on your bed. “Close your eyes!” You laughed, covering your eyes. “Are they closed?”

“Yep.” She came in with just a towel. “I totally forgot to bring you clothes—“

“Fuck off.”

“Sorry!” You laughed. “Pajamas are in the bottom drawer.”

That night was spent making shitty pasta and laughing together as you ate in front of the TV you rolled out of your closet. You ended up sleeping in your room, falling asleep to an old movie with dishes on your night and arms around each other.

Since that day, Van had been so much more friendly. 

It was almost insinuating. 

She would touch you to get past you, tease you about a mistake on the field, sneak up and hug you from behind to scare you in the halls. And when she came over, she was touchy and clingy— not that you weren’t. You were often hugging her or lying your head on her shoulder. Hell, you even danced with her if either of you put on music. 

On the field, however, she was awful. During scrimmage, she would go out of her way to make you fuck up. Even if you were on her team. She’d call something, or say something to you during a break that made you fumble the ball.  

It was to the point that even her telling you good luck before a game had you flustered. 

To the point where you fucked up. 

“What the hell?!” Tai yelled at you as you shook your head at yourself. “Get it together—“

The ref blew a whistle for timeout after the other team's score. You groaned, walking over with a frown. 

“What’s going on with you?” Ben asked.

“Are you sick?” Misty asked. “Injured?”

There was a small pep talk you had before you were sent back out. Unfortunately, your boyfriend was sitting with your parents as they watched you fuck up one of your last state games. It only made your nerves skyrocket. 

“Get it together,” Nat told you, placing a hand on your shoulder as she walked past you. 

Van was the last to leave, giving your shoulder a squeeze. “Guess we should’ve kept up our practices, huh?” She joked, earning a glare. “Sorry— Look, you’re good. Really good. You’re just being predictable.” You frowned at her. “Think back on that play you, Mari, and Akilah pulled earlier this year.”

When you got back on the field, you did as Van said. You let Shauna, Tai, and Nat get their goals in, but after that you asked Tai to pass to Akilah, who was heavily guarded. 

“What?” She frowned at you. “You’re, like, out of your mind today.”

“Just try?”

As soon as the ball was stolen from Akilah, Mari got it to you, and you back to an unguarded Akilah. When she passed to you, you immediately kicked at the goal. 

“YES!” You heard before you even knew what happened. 

The buzzer sounded, signifying you’d won and leaving you shocked as your teammates huddled around you, chanting: “BUZZ. BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ!”

In the locker room, your excitement continued until you and Van were the last ones there. 

“So, I was thinking,” Van spoke up. “What do you think about dinner this Sunday after our usual?”

“Oh, now you’re nice?” You joked. 

Maybe it’d been left out that you were completely reciprocal in this teasing game. You would go up to her at her locker to scare her like she did you, and of course hug her and kiss her cheek afterward before you went to class, leaving her flustered and wanting to get back at you by the time practice rolled around. So, maybe, you brought it on yourself. 

“Come on,” she laughed. “It’s not my fault I make you nervous.”

“You’re so annoying.” You shook your head. “I almost blew the match because of you.” Her brows shot up. “You were fucking with me before the game with your…” You gentured to her when she looked at you with false confusion. “You know what you were doing.”

She laughed. “Yeah—“

“See!”

“I was just teasing—“

“Well, stop it.”

“But you’re so cute when you’re flustered.” She pouted at you, earning a glare. “Even cuter when you’re mad at me.” She smiled. “Besides, we still won.”

“If we didn’t, they would’ve killed me.” She scoffed. “It’s not funny.”

“You’re actually upset?” She couldn’t help but laugh. “We still have, like, five games—“

“You can’t talk to me before them.” She practically guffawed. “You, like, fuck with with my fucking head. I don’t fucking know.”

“I fuck with your fucking head? What the fuck are you talking about?” 

You groaned, turning to grab your bag. “Goodbye, Vanessa.”

“Hey.” She grabbed your hand, turning you around. 

When she did, you were closer than she expected. 

And that was when it started. 

Her eyes fell to your lips before flitting back up to your eyes. 

That was when you finally realized what that something about her was. 

In the seconds it took you to process when was about to happen, her lips were on yours. Her hand still held yours and as soon as your free one went to her cheek, she tilted her head for a better angle. 

You didn’t know how long you were there. You didn’t realize the time passing. You didn’t even know when it was that her hands found your waist and your other found her neck. 

But you did realize that the door was opening. 

You quickly pushed her back as someone stepped in, Van pretending to have been lacing up her shoes as she sat on the bench. 

“Everything okay, babe?” Mark called from the doorway. 

“Yeah, sorry. I was just helping Van with this turf burn.”

“Shit, is she okay?” He asked. “Should I get Misty?”

“I’m good!” Van called. “Just couldn’t wrap it myself.”

It took a few more exchanges to get him to leave, but eventually the door shut and you grabbed your things. You went to leave, but stopped yourself and turned around. You placed your hand on her shoulder as you leaned down to kiss her cheek. “Come over after practice tomorrow?”

She looked over at you, brow raised. “Does this mean you’re not mad at me anymore, or…?”

“I’ll think about it.”

When she came over, the two of you went straight to your room to “watch TV.” You locked the door behind you, rolled out your miniature TV and put in a tape, and sat down on the bed with Van. 

“Hurry up,” she laughed as she grabbed your hand and pulled you down on top of her. 

You never talked about it. You didn’t discuss what was going on. You didn’t even ask what it meant. 

You just changed your practices to time together. You’d still practice, but you’d also just sit and talk. You’d make out in the locker room before going to get lunch or dinner. You’d hang out with the team and sneak off to have time alone. You’d even just get together. One of you would call and ask the other to lunch, or to go to the mall, or just to come over. There wasn’t a need for the practice excuse anymore, it was just nice to do that, too. 

But you also had to decline at times. 

“Mark wanted to take me to the movies,” you told her one night and you could practically feel her mood shift. “Maybe… Maybe I can get him to—“

“No, it’s okay,” she told you quickly. “Spend time with your boyfriend.” The word left a sour tension in the air. 

“Van—“

“What time’ll you be home?”

“Hey,” you sighed when she spoke over you. “If you want me to, I’ll… I can tell him, but I don’t think—“

“You’re going to tell him you’re cheating on him with your best friend?” She asked, tone disbelieving. “No way.”

“Tell him I want to break up,” you clarified. She was quiet for a moment. “And… We’re not cheating.”

“We’re hooking up,” she deadpanned. 

“But…” You pursed your lips. “There’s no possibility of us… being an us, is there?” Your hopeful question, despite how poorly it came out, was met with another beat of quiet from her end, but she didn’t say anything that time. “I just mean… There isn't a way we could actually be together— at least, not in a real way—“

“In a real way?” She scoffed a laugh as she often did when you misused and fumbled over your words. “Have I been imagining all this, or—?”

“That’s not what I mean.” You pinched the bridge of your nose as you started to get frustrated; mostly with yourself and your horrible articulation. “Publicly. Like, I’d never cheat with Randy or Jeff.” She cursed your name, laughing in disbelief as she listened to you try to justify what you’d said instead of taking it back. “This… You and me, is it really going anywhere? Because, if it’s just ‘hooking up’, we could never really be anything, you know? And that sucks, but it’s also, I don’t know, it’s, like, better—?“

“So, let me get this right… You think it's better that you’re with me, because if you were cheating with a guy, it’d actually be real— or no, there’d be a possibility of an actual relationship.” You pursed your lips at the tone of her voice, knowing how awful it sounded. “Is that right?”

“Not exactly.” She hummed, waiting for you to explain. “It’s more like… I’m scared of what people might—“

“I don’t wanna be with someone that’s scared of what people think—“

“Just let me talk.” You sighed, feeling your eyes sting. You’d never been good at articulating your feelings, especially not in this kind of situation. “I’m scared of what people might do because of what they think. It’s just… It’s better if it doesn’t look like we’re anything more than friends—“

“Okay, I’m gonna get off the phone—“

“Van—“

“No— Look… I see where you’re coming from, just… I know that’s not the reason you said it in the first place.” You didn’t argue, nodding despite the fact that she couldn’t see it. “If you want to, I’ll come over when you get home—“

“Okay,” you said all too quickly. “I’ll be home in two hours.” There was a long pause. “If you want to come.”

“Alright.” Click. 

She came by that night, but when you tried to talk to her and smooth things over, she was short. 

“Look,” she said. “I like you. I’m comfortable saying that.” You immediately shut your mouth and listened to what she had to say. “If you’re not comfortable admitting you don’t like guys. Or that you’re using your ‘boyfriend’ as a fucking beard, because you want me, that’s fine. I don’t care. I probably already knew that.” You nodded along. “But I don’t want to talk about it with you, because hearing you say it? That fucking hurt.”

“I’m sorry.” Van shook her head, dismissing it. “I really am afraid of what someone might do…”

“It’s not like I’d let anyone do anything to you,” she said, eyes narrowed. 

“That’s not what I mean.” She sighed, waiting for you to explain. “I’m really not saying anything right in this conversation, I just… My point was that I’d leave him for you, and I was trying to ask you if, maybe, this could be more than this, because I don’t think you want me as more than a friend, so when I say ‘in a real way’ I mean, as more than…” You trailed off, narrowing your eyes at the bedsheets when you began to repeat yourself. “And… I wouldn’t cheat with a guy because—“

“Because you like girls?”

You looked up at her, lips pursed. “Why won't you answer my question?”

She tilted her head. “If we get together,” she started, “and I mean, actually get together. Not go to the mall and meet up at a store. Things are going to change. People will catch on, and they’ll treat you differently. I’m sure you know that, but I don’t think you’re ready for it. Especially not when you can’t even admit how you feel.” There was a long pause, her lips pursing. “Just stay where you’re safe,” she told you. “Stay with Mark. We can keep doing this— I like doing this— and you’re probably right. It’s probably better if people just think we’re friends, so…” She looked over at you, obviously still frustrated. “Why don’t we just move on?”

“Okay.”

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[maximotts]

Oh, oh, oh! Regarding the little piss kink. I also think maybe Wanda would be more into it? Wanda and Natasha are mostly always on the same page, but I could see something where R is veryy sleepy or maybe not sober and lets it slip to Nat unknowingly. Before bed, Wanda telling you to ‘go potty and wash your face’, and you’re like ?? “Mhm, Mommy, sometimes you like when I hold my pee.” And Nat’s like oh? hmmmm?

Silver told me to tell you they're officially diagnosing you with piss kink, nonnie

But yes, I do agree; Wanda's more into the day-to-day controlling little aspects of your life in general so I could see where if this became a thing, it'd be something Wanda took over!

Consider what you said happening like, after Natasha picks you up from a night out drinking with your friends and the whole ride home you're just drunkenly mumbling you have to pee and Nat's stressed about her car, "Yes okay, I hear you! I'll drive faster just don't piss on my leather seats." Completely unaware you've got no intention of messing up her car because in exchange for letting you go out without them, Wanda instructed you to hold it all night. She just... forgot to mention this to Natasha; she got distracted.

So then when you get home you're just wandering around the house looking for Wanda and Nat's very intent on following you to make sure you don't drunkenly topple down the stairs or think some random corner is a bathroom instead, all the while trying to persuade you to just use one of the like, three bathrooms you pass on your way to Wanda, but you simply won't? And it's confusing the fuck out of her.

And Wanda finds you two eventually, Nat having whipped out her phone to text her wife to come save their drunk idiot of a girlfriend from whatever she told her to do. Obviously you're so excited to see her, both because you missed her and because not peeing while intoxicated is really hard actually, but it's worth it because she's so proud of you. "That's my good girl, you did such a fantastic job."

But after she tells you to go get ready for bed and you finally explain to Natasha what's going on, she gives Wanda a look because she's just spent the past hour being so confused by your behavior and she thought it'd been a one time thing, but Wanda just shrugs, "I don't know, it's fun. I kinda like it and I think she does too."

#poor Nat has no idea wtf kind of things Wanda gets you into sometimes #also y'all have gotten two ph blurbs this week instead of the fic I've been trying to finish for kinktober so uhm.. it is what it is #private hire au #wandanat x reader #motts writes.

[lesbesapphic]

hey, how are you? i’m struggling a lot with the start of lectures for my last year and just wanted to ask if you could make a drabble of the gold rush au where R is going back to uni and struggling for it, maybe after spending the whole summer with wanda and natasha. thank you sm if you write it <3

Heyy! I am good and sure, I can totally understand the struggle. I will try to make one.

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"Let's watch one more pleaseeeee!" You begged from your position in between Wanda and Natasha, your head placed on Wanda's lap as she absentmindedly ran her fingers through your hair.

"This was the third extra episode we watched." Natasha pointed out, holding back a yawn as she looked at the time, "And it is 11:30 already, don't you have college tomorrow?" She asked, her tone taking on a firm tone and you slumped more into Wanda's hold, hiding your face a little in her lap but she was having none of it, a simple tug on your hair had you staring up at her with an innocent look on your face.

"I don't wanna go." You admitted your little plan of making them sleep late so that they won't wake you up for your classes and Wanda couldn't help but laugh, "You really thought it would work?" She asked and you shook your head in defeat. "Seriously, She would be in hell and still make you go." Natasha added and Wanda gave her an unamused look, "You could have said heaven too, you know." She pointed out and Natasha along with you let out a laugh.

"Baby I am anything but a liar."

"Shut up." Wanda grumbled and turned to you who by now was sitting up, your eyes held a tired look that had Wanda softening her tone, "It is just two classes, tomorrow." Wanda pointed out softly while Natasha nodded in agreement. They didn't quite understand what to do in the situation, you never had any issues with going to university and it was a complete new scene to deal with.

"I know..It is just.." You let out a sigh of frustration when you noticed the saddened confused look on their faces, it made you feel bad for being a pathetic baby and felt the pent up frustration rising up as your eyes started stinging with tears. "Forget it.. Let's just go to sleep." You started standing up but Natasha grabbed your wrist, "Hey... Talk to us. What's wrong?" Her voice held concern and it only made you feel stupid for even making an issue about something so small.

"It is nothing.. I am fine." You lied but your face told the truth, the tears which stung your eyes now freely making its way down your cheek and Wanda was quick enough to wipe it. "You know what? Let's have some tea in bed and discuss whatever it is that is bothering you."

"I am fine. You don't have to pull a Sheldon on me." You chuckled and she rolled her eyes, "You were just begging to watch another episode of it so suck it." Wanda replied while making her way to the kitchen, "See you two in a bit. Get in bed."

It was not everyday where Wanda would agree to eat or drink something in bed besides her morning black coffee that too would be placed instantly on the side table after each sip so it was a blessing indeed to have the woman bending her rules like that. She even had a huge fight with Natasha over eating in bed and needless to say it didn't end well for you whenever there is trouble in paradise.

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"Okay. So you are really letting us eat too?" Natasha confirmed for the umpteenth time and Wanda rolled her eyes before putting up a fake smile, "If you ask, one more time I swear to God Natasha I will make tomorrow hell for you at work." Wanda threatened and you couldn't help but laugh at Natasha's expression.

"Geez." She took another cookie from the plate while taking a sip of her tea. "I just don't like the sudden change, going back to college again every morning.." You finally decided to break the ice and talk about it.

"Look who's being a Sheldon Cooper now."

"Wanda!" Natasha and you both looked at her in surprise and she looked surprised as well, "I am sorry!" She apologized and you couldn't help but laugh at her remark, getting a jib at you for your earlier comment. It lightened the atmosphere.

"Well..It is understandable..but What is it that is making you dread it?" Wanda asked getting back in character, her tone softening and you rolled your eyes a little with a smile at the presentation and Wanda smacked your thigh lightly.

"I don't know..I haven't given it much of a thought..maybe I just don't want to jump right into that change.. and we are so happy each day and now it is back to that hectic schedule.."

"Maybe you just don't want to leave the comfort of just being us three every day." Natasha pointed out and you shrugged your shoulders not knowing what to say exactly to that because you could sense that it was definitely one of the underlying factors behind it.

"Honestly, I struggle with going to work everyday as well.. especially after weekends when I am so full of contentment, spending every waking second with my favourite women in the world.." Natasha brought your hand to kiss your knuckle and you looked up at her, a little smile forming on your lips seeing the gaze of adoration she held for both you and Wanda, it filled you with a warmth that no tea could.

"I hate going to work.. but then the thought of coming back home to you two again..makes me happy. Makes all of it worth it." Natasha shrugged when Wanda awed at her, you could see a blush forming on Natasha's cheeks, "Who knew you were such a cutie underneath those layers."

"Shut up."

Wanda and you laughed and she turned to you, "I tell you what, you slowly ease yourself back into your routine. We will make a to do list every morning and at lunch I will send Alfred to pick you up. We can spend some time together until you feel ready to fully commit to the hectic schedule..Does that sound good?" Wanda asked and you bit your lip, nodding a little, the to do list she made before summer would always help you segregate tasks and give you boost of reinforcement each time you cross a task.

"And we can also eat out tomorrow."

"Now you are just spoiling her." Wanda told Natasha who rolled her eyes and you laughed at the start of another one of their bickering. "Wrong. I am spoiling both of you." Natasha gave a sloppy kiss on Wanda's cheek and Wanda groaned, "Natasha!! Ew." You didn't miss the opportunity when Natasha gave you a mischievous look and instantly gave Wanda's other cheek and even sloppier kiss and jumped away when she went to hit you.

"I seriously hate you two." She gave the two of you a glare before wiping her cheeks with a tissue, "We love you too, Baby." Natasha smirked and you grinned from ear to ear. Maybe if coming back from college meant this, it won't be that horrifying.

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Hey.. I tried my best. I was feeling up to it but I really hope you liked it and am sorry for a bit of the delay! Hope you are doing good now and if you ever wanna talk my asks are always open !!

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[t1ts-4-scattorcio]

i love ur headcanons!! would u be able to do how lottienat would be in bed with a shy partner :)

Ofc 💕 Shy partner sleeping with LottieNat

LottieNat x Shy Reader

SFW:

You were definitely nervous about physical contact around nat and lots when you were first dating them, you had never been intimate with someone before so it took you a little bit of time to get out of your shell

the first time you had shared the bed with both girls was at a sleepover at lottie's house, it had been a long night and you were ready to crash. Lottie and nat were huddled up together and you stood at the end of her bed arms crossed looking down wondering how to approach the situation

nat pulls your hand and you walk toward her side, she caresses your cheek and softly pulls the covers off so you can slip in next to her, at first you're stiff but slowly calm down, "It's just me," looks over at lottie "just us" she presses a kiss on your forehead and lottie reaches over and attacks you with kisses and love making you laugh.

you hide your face in lottie's neck when nat compliments you and calls you her baby right after getting ready for bed (or the other way around). You’re so pookie

running hands through your hair and being a little spoon when you're anxious

sleeping with them becomes a coping mechanism fr, place free of judgement

with time you would squeeze yourself between them or anywhere on the bed without feeling odd about it. They were so happy too that you were comfortable enough to do that around them.

nat hogs the blankets so you need to get one for yourself or end up on top of lottie and she holds you close so you're warm. Nat gets jealous though and pulls you into her arms if she wakes up in the middle of the night girl is so needy 😙

Lottie is always SO WARM, personal heater for real it's terrible in the summer "lottie please let go it's too hot" you shove her off and lean into nats space, 5 mins later and lottie has latched you to her side again, but both girls want to be close to you.

NSFW:

nat usually initiates anything sexual especially when you all are high. Inhibitions are low so you relax way easier, you are also bolder and not scared to initiate anything, straddling lottie grinding down on her while grabbing nat by her collar and kissing her.

waking up with nat between your thighs and lottie sloppily pecking your neck, running her hands across your chest and down your waist.

you wake up with loads of hickeys and have to smother yourself in foundation that eventually rubs off when you go to practice. Tai and van always make fun of you for it lmao

Post Crash:

they both become protective since you're in a new space and it's not that comfortable

will make the best makeshift bed you can possibly imagine in the cabin.

will become a cuddle pile whenever you're snowed in and there's nothing to do the other girls get kind of annoyed that you're all relaxing but let's bffr 🙄there's nothing else to do, the other girly pops are just jealous they should cuddle each other.

I think you both start to care more for nat after she gets hunted and is stressed out about being queen, holding her when she wakes up crying from nightmares and rocking her back and forth until she's fast asleep again

sleep is one of the the best parts of your day honestly, it's perfect alone time and beyond comforting in such a scary place.

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[romanoffsbish]

The Stuff of Nightmares

WandaNat x PregnantFem!Reader

Warning: Misguided Mama’s, Traumatized children… Mostly though, it’s a lil funny. | 1,526 Words

Book Referenced: Sylvester & The Magic Pebble

It had been plaguing your mind for a month now, on as to why your perfectly good sleepers suddenly sought out your comfort every night. They’d stopped doing that well before grade school, but ever since your wives started taking over their nightly routine so that you could rest up during your third trimester they’d been moving into your shared bed a lot.

At first you suspected it was some premature jealousy for the incoming infant, but just last night your daughter was softly sniffling, and when you asked why she stiffened, her eyes flickered between the faces of your sleeping wives, and suddenly she was just fine again. Her reaction was unsettling to say the least, so tonight you’d settled on doing some quiet investigating, which is why you find yourself stood in the hallway with your mouth agape.

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"The bombs were raining down as Viviana and Oleg frolicked through the town.," Wanda reads enthusiastically to your terrified looking children as they lay in their beds., "They jumped from one pile of ashes to the next to avoid the ground as it was 'lava' on the way to the bakery they hoped was still standing."

You cleared your throat from the doorway, and made your way over to put a stop to this clear madness at once. Both of your kids looked to you with eyes full of hope, which truly left you feeling quite horrible. The loves of your lives, who hadn't realized they were even in trouble were both beaming at the sight of you, and you felt a bit bad having to be crushing their spirits.

Then you noticed the book in Natasha’s hand, “The Wolf and It’s Prey,” the cover an obvious depiction of children being mauled by massive hairy beasts, and the feelings quickly faded., “Absolutely not; Natasha, Wanda, please might I have a word with you both in the hallway?,” the book was promptly snatched from your pouting wife’s hand, but they quickly obliged. Before meeting them you moved to tuck the kids in, kissed their foreheads, then promised to return with a less abrasive set of storytelling.

“What the fuck is this?,” you asked in a harsh whisper as you gently closed the door behind you and stared at yours lover a bit bewildered., “It’s my favorite childhood book, we didn’t have much to read in the Red Room, but this story brought me immense comfort.,” your face fell at the creepy admission., “Nat, these kids are clearly screaming, and being murdered.”

“Yeah, but the point of the story is to always listen to those in charge, so that you don’t break rules like they did and get eaten.,” you were honestly shocked that she thought the moral of the dark story would change your tune, as if there weren’t many books about the exact same principles that didn’t leave kids in tears, and eventually leading them to your bed., “Nat—honey, this isn’t comforting, like at all.”

Wanda was standing very still, hoping that you would be so focused on berating Natasha for her terrifying story you’d overlook hers., “And you.,” she winced when your finger wagged in her face., “What was that you were reading?”

“I-it is one of the books from my childhood that I recently found at that old timey bookstore up the street.,” your features softened upon hearing the vulnerability in your far more sensitive wives voice, and it was as if it all clicked., “My loves, I think I understand the sentiment here.,” your tone was a lot less accusatory this time, your hands gently reached out for theirs, you tugged them closer, and settled your joined hands on your bump, not missing the way they smiled at the action.

“These stories are nostalgic I’m sure, they represent to you a piece of your harsh history that you actually remember fondly.,” they nodded at your words., “Which is great, but what comforts you, actually terrifies our kids.”

“Have neither of you been the slightest bit curious why they’ve taken to sleeping with us again?,” you asked, this time with humor in your voice to lighten the darkened mood., “Well we don’t mind, it was actually nice to have them snuggled up to us again.,” Natasha admits, to which you smile in understanding., “Yeah, but you want them to do it because they miss us, not because they’re scared shitless.”

They chuckled at your deadpanned expression, then they shared a soft set of smirks that you always knew meant trouble for you. Natasha used her hold on your hand to abruptly pull you into her for a kiss that quickly left you breathless. Then as soon as you gasped upon release Wanda was pulling you in next., “Oh dorogoy, now what would we do without you?,” you ducked your head at their words, then lightly shoved them away for flustering you., “Probably live on to traumatize an entire generation.”

They cackled, and you smirked back at them while walking back into your kids room to collect them, figuring you might as well get ahead of their sneaking in. Natasha scooped little Sarah up into her arms as soon as you exited the room, the sight of the tired little girl, with her bunny stuffy tucked under her arm snuggling into your wife settled your heart.

Wanda did the same with Zachary, who giggled wildly when she blew a raspberry onto his exposed tummy as she lifted him up higher than necessary, but then she settled him when you glared at her for riling him up., “Mommy’s no fun.,” she whispered in his ear, making sure it was loud enough for you to hear, and your son giggled again while looking at you as if he had a chamber of secrets to uphold.

“Alright, off to bed! All of you.,” you boomed, and the collective brood rushed off to your room. As soon as you walked in Natasha’s hand was splayed over your lower back, guiding you to the mattress where Wanda already was laying on her side with the gremlins at her side. Wanda took the book from your hand, and Nat patiently helped you into the center of the bed.

Once you were all settled you began to read: “Sylvester and the Magic Pebble.,” your wives, and children gave you all their attention.

“Mama, look!,” Sarah gasped, and Nat shuffled to get a better look at the page., “A lion!,” your wife subtly glared at you, as if your lion eating a donkey was better than her wolves tearing children apart., “Yeah baby! What a scary beast he is.,” she mused tauntingly, shuffling a bit to avoid your knowing elbow jab to come.

“After a month of searching the same places over and over again, and inquiring of the same animals over and over again, Mr. and Mrs. Duncan no longer knew what to do.,” you read, an air of sadness in your tone to convey the emotions to your children, not missing the way your wives were also hanging off of every word., “They tried their best to be happy, to go about their usual ways.”

“Mommy…,” your son sniffled, you dropped the open book on your chest to look to him., “Would you guys be okay if I was a rock?,” the wobble of his lip broke your heart, but you were able to muster up a loving smile., “Of course not honey, we’d miss you so much.,” Wanda’s arms tightened around the both of your kids for emphasis., “Our precious babies, don’t worry, I’m sure Sylvester will be okay.,” Natasha looked to you for needed reassurance, to which you winked, and went on reading.

Natasha’s hands clutched your shoulder as the climax of the story was building., “He was stone-dumb.,” the redhead then groaned., “Oh god, that’s so corny.,” you chuckled then continued on reading about the reunification.

"I have the strangest feeling that our dear Sylvester is still alive and not far away."

“He is! He is!,” the entire bed shouted in unison, and you smirked at their enthusiasm., “I am! I am!,” you read out right after, and all the bodies on the bed shifted closer to you. Cheers erupted as you flipped the page to show that Sylvester’s wish had finally come true, he was a donkey once again, and there wasn’t a dry eye in the bed as you flipped to them all cuddled up together on the couch.

“That was such a good story mommy.,” Sarah said over a yawn, her face falling into a tired smile as you helped her shift over you, and in between you and Natasha’s body., “Yeah, I loved it.,” Zach added over his own yawn, his tiny arm now thrown over your belly, and his snores soon followed his shifting.

“Moya lyubov’, I hate to admit it, but you’re right, that was a good story, and it didn’t even need the mauling.,” the redhead quietly teased as she leaned over your sleeping daughter to kiss Wanda, and you goodnight, “Or the bombs.,” Wanda added as she pecked your lips, and you playfully scoffed., “You are menaces.”

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[auroracalisto]

So... Now that it's January 1st officially... I have my first ask for your 2,000 follower celebration. 😊 But first I need to say again, congratulations! 🎉 You're amazing, and you deserve each and every one of your followers. 💖

For the celebration, can I get a blurb with Natasha or Steve and this prompt "Oh, sweetheart, you're too good for this world."

thank you! and i'm so very sorry for how late this is. i appreciate you! here's a little piece of domestic fluff <33

"Oh, sweetheart," she said, hands gently cupping your cheeks as her lips pressed to your forehead. "You're too good for this world."

You looked at her with furrowed eyebrows. You were still in your pajamas, hair showing evidence of your weekend sleep (the kind you only get when you have absolutely nothing planned for the day).

"What are you talking about?" you asked, arms crossed over your chest.

"Shh," Nat pressed a kiss to your lips, grinning. "Just let me savor the moment."

How often did she have the mere minutes of an hour just to glorify the love she had for you? Between work and her personal endeavors, she tried her hardest to make it known how dearly she loved you, even if it meant teasing you in the early hours of your day.

Natasha smiled at you once more before she stood up, hands gently clasping on your shoulders.

"How do waffles sound?"

"Incredible," you said with a smile, lips once again meeting with Nat's.

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[ultrone]

Brain empty just thinking abt soft makeout sesh w nat, yeah we see it w travis on the show but it hits different when its ✨me✨

soft make-out sesh with nat

travis? who even is he? 🥱🤣🫵🏻

Nats soft lips moved against yours, the taste of weed lingering on your tongue. The two of you had spent the past hour listening to music and smoking on the roof of her trailer — that was until she unexpectedly drew you near and planted a kiss on your lips, which you eagerly reciprocated.

The Smashing Pumpkins' tune, "Luna," played softly in the background, it was one of the songs that reminded her of you. As the music filled the air, she tenderly entwined her fingers with yours, fidgeting with them as she affectionately nibbled and kissed your lower lip. Meanwhile, her other hand delicately caressed your cheek, its gentle touch interlacing with the strands of your hair.

You kissed for hours, losing yourself in the sensation of her warm and soft lips moving so smoothly against yours, while her tender touch enveloped you. Eventually, as weariness embraced you both, you broke the kiss, and the two of you settled down. Nat reclined on her back and you nestled your head on her chest. Your arm gently wrapped around her body, while she, in turn, rested her arm protectively against your back. Together, you drifted off to sleep, gazing at the stars above.

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[dnvrsmedia]

Shenanigans

ceo!nat x reader smut

ceo!nat blurb time!! she really makes me all 😵‍💫😵‍💫

thinking thoughts abt reader and ceo!nat in the back of her drivers car on your way to some fancy dinner. nat slipping her strong hands under the dress she picked out for you and incessantly goes to town on your needy cunt. you try to grip her suit leg for some stability but her free hand snacks yours off of her leg.

“you wanna ruin my suit, slut? this is worth more than you could ever imagine.” she sneaks two fingers in you and thrusts at an unimaginable pace. it’s taking everything within you not to scream out for her. you bury your face into her neck with pitiful whimpers. your hips start bucking into her fingers with no remorse or care in the world for anything but chasing your high.

“please please please.” is all that you can mutter. you clench so tight against her fingers that she lets out a groan. she knows that you’re close. you didn’t think it was possible for her to go any faster, but she did.

lewd sounds of your sopping core bounced off the limousine walls. your whimpers and her quiet groans and words of encouragement overwhelmed your senses.

“go ahead baby, you don’t have much time. we’re pulling in right now, and it would be a shame if you didn’t get to cum tonight.” she mischievously smirks and your head lulls back. you come with a loud moan, no longer able to hold anything back, just minutes before you arrive.

your chest is heaving hard as natasha chuckled at your state. she pulls out of your core with no warning, causing you to squeal at the sudden movement. nat laughs and gives you a slow and passionate kiss. you separate and take the fingers that were in you into your mouth.

“what a fucking minx.” she growls. “let’s go clean you up baby.” she smiles and kisses your forehead..

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[me-uglypretty]

25 with beefy nat x fem reader

#25 Introspection Reimagined - UMI | blurb replay 2022

Natasha Romanoff x Reader | Warning: 18+(G), mention of smut (kinda)

The presumption that it meant nothing—despite admiring her from afar, basking in the sight of her shifting between workout routines, how she swiftly completes four sets of dumbbell bench press then smiling victoriously at that, the strain brought upon her muscles only made them more prominent as she flexes, and the damn filmy sleeveless shirt that barely does enough to disguise her physique—and it meant nothing.

It shouldn’t mean anything, right?

Friends admire each other, and Natasha is a friend.

A very good friend who’s looking at you too, waving friendly and walking towards you, each step striking your heart with a want while the other completely immerse in watching her muscles twitch and her shirt clinging onto her sweaty body.

“Are you done?” Natasha questioned, peeking over your gym bag throw by the bench then crossing her arms as she hummed.

You nodded your head, while your eyes were glued on burly arms.

A wish forged for the thoughts to fade which wouldn’t make it hard for you to face her, when your thoughts were overwhelmed with her.

The teasing seconds when lips almost melded together, but you were obliged to step back because she’s a good friend and you can’t ruin that. The morning when she made breakfast, and you found yourself trapped between her body hovering over you and the counter’s edge prodding your lower back or hours later, when her sturdy hand rest firmly on your waist, squeezing and controlling the way your body swayed to the music. The unforgettable time when your hands grasp her bicep, feeling the twitch of her muscles under your touch as she distractedly explained her commitment to eating healthy and the importance of a good workout regimen.

Like the first time you saw her. A brawny woman standing tall, batons held securely in her hands, a fierce look on her face, and the dark suit that made your eyes widen—it wasn’t like she was there to save you and how she scoops you into her arms so easily.

Friendship bloomed and you fell into a comfortable routine with Natasha. But the fluttering in your chest deepens, it swells your throat with words you hide behind soft smiles directed to her and floating away was easier.

It’s not running away, you had reminded yourself.

And yet, Natasha promptly lead you out from hiding.

“What’s wrong?”

You lift your head to meet those soft green orbs that seems to cloud your thoughts. “Nothing’s wrong.”

Natasha huffs, shaking her head and extending her hand for you. It takes few seconds for you to accept her hand, the warmth that spread from your palm, travelled to your cheeks, and beyond, when she suddenly pulls you up.

It doesn’t mean, anything—even if your body is flushed against hers, and you could feel the warmth emitting from her body, and an uncomfortable wetness soaking through your clothes, and she’s staring down on you with a look of fascination.

Why were you so afraid?

The question transfixes you further into her, to feel those arms enclosing around your body, to brush away wisps of auburn hair sticking to her forehead, to trace the texture of her skin, and to feel the way her body reacts to you.

“I don’t like it when you’re like this,” Natasha murmured, seemingly tightening her hold on you.

It doesn’t occur to you at first, till your notice faux white light reflecting on her glossy eyes, and those gestures reflecting on her fear.

Natasha was afraid of you leaving.

“Do you not like me, is that it?” she probed, clenching her jaw as she waits for you answer, and you gaze wavers ever so lightly.

“No— I mean, I like you, I do,” you grimaced at your unexpected confession. “I like you like friends like each other! Not in other ways. Just friends!”

Natasha doesn’t say a word, in fact, she only stares at you like she was trying to understand. Perhaps, she was trying to investigate your reasoning for acting weirdly around her or avoiding her for the sake of trying to dismiss the way your heart throbs achingly when she’s close.

But you didn’t expect this; the pressure made known on your lips, the blow of hot breath, the hands clutching your waist or the way your arms went around her neck, and you’re kissing her.

You were kissing Natasha.

And she’s kissing you.

Maybe, she doesn’t care if you found her attractive beyond the sturdy body pressed against yours because there’s love, and she feels that love too.

Natasha’s hand grips your thighs, directing them higher and you swiftly wrap your legs around her waist, and she’s walking you back till your back hits a cold surface.

“You like me,” she murmured, soft lips relocating to the curve of your jaw, and you hear her voice whisper the same words again.

You like me. You like me. You like me.

It almost feels like a dream because you like her, and she likes you—but you know it’s real from her mouth marking your skin, and your hand tracing the outlines of her abdomen, and she’s gasping like your touch burns her in every pleasurable way.

i hope this was enough beefyness <;3

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[gl1tter-claire]

𝓗ey guys!!

Keep an eye on my account since I have a lot of content prepared about Natalie (I may have made a fanfic inspired by Light Shower by Melanie Martinez but you'll have to wait to see it tomorrow)

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