#natasha romanoff x te

[keepingitformyself]

we might just get away with it (i)

A/N: hey all!!! this is the first part of my first ever series, i’ve had this one in the drafts for a while and i’ll try my best to update it as much as i can. a-lot of this first part is just setting up readers life until their eventual meet with natasha (who goes by natalie rushman in this) this is an AU. HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!! i had a lot of fun writing this one.

ALSO: in honor of scarlett johansson opening an instagram account.

synopsis: hollywood is a tricky place for someone new like you, a certain elusive redhead is hoping for you to let her in.

pairings: writer!natasha romanoff x youngactress!reader

genre: fluff.

warnings: none.

part two found here. part ii

please do not repost my work anywhere for any reason at all. if you do see this happen to any of my stories, please let me know. thank you x.

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you hadn’t been in the dating scene since you graduated college two years ago. it was a long time to go without going on a proper date with anyone, even your mother had called at one point to voice her concerns on why her only daughter hadn’t brought anyone back home to introduce.

truth be told, the mere idea of a relationship really stressed you out. especially now that you’ve been working tirelessly since the second you left college. the week after graduation your plane had already been booked four months in advance when you found out you landed the role for a lead in a film.

you left your hometown in texas and flew to la for a three month shoot. it was only in post-production for five months before the first teaser dropped and two months later the film finally hit hbo max to stream.

the success of it was enough to earn you an online following. people within the industry had reached out in hopes of getting to know you or even work with you. and now people knew your name enough for you to have been stopped a handful of times during grocery runs.

it was back to work in getting auditions and doing things that kept your artist mind flowing. it wasn’t too long before you landed a role for another lead in a netflix series.

the director of the series was a well known one. greta gerwig, it was her first time directing for tv as opposed to film, she told you she was truly impressed by your delivery in the film you’d been in months prior. you felt incredibly lucky to have even been thought of for her leading girl.

you told her you were a fan of the work she’d done. how you truly cherished her way of encapsulating the female experience through her writing and directing.

she smiled gratefully and said she hoped you’d be willing to accept the role she was practically offering to you, you knew she was just teasing. no one was stupid enough to let an opportunity like this pass. you said yes without hesitance.

it was a lot more intimidating this time around.

you were set to shoot for six months in london. a whole different country thousands of miles away from friends and family. you left home two months later.

greta was amazing, the sets were amazing, the cast was amazing, the crew you were especially grateful for. you made sure they knew that by ordering a free coffee and pastry truck to set every friday.

some of it comes as a blur to you. it’s easy to get lost in the craft when you love it so much, your mother told you once. you worked tirelessly often times worrying the ones around you but you promised you were fine. it was very easy for others to say how lovable and playful you were while still being able to maintain the professionalism that was needed on set.

it’s what they loved most about you. so it was no surprise to anyone when there started to be some conversations involving you, the star, and the series.

there had been mutterings between crew and even your own cast-mates.

you were in the city today, sat outside a corner coffee shop in mayfair. devyn, a cast mate of yours, and self proclaimed local, offered to show you around london.

‘i heard gary, one of our light technicians say that he heard the producers talk about how they’re expecting a huge rollout once they start announcing the series.’ devyn said as he sipped on his latte.

‘what do you mean?’ you took your eyes off the busy street to look at your cast mate.

‘you’re an absolute powerhouse in this series, you know that right?’ he told you seriously. ‘everyone sees it, there’s no doubt this show is gonna get big. they’re already expecting it to be.’

you cringed at his words, you were never good for taking compliments. ‘oh god, please stop.’ he smiled with a shake of his head, a look on his face that screamed, you’ll see.

turns out devyn was definitely not talking out of his ass.

greta had started to pull you out for meetings with the producers. they spoke to you about how netflix was willing to go all in for promoting.

greta told you herself, ‘although netlfix will definitely be a big help, i think just the show on its own is already set for a very promising release.’

they had you sign contracts and explained to you what would happen once filming was over. 1. you’re gonna go home and take a well needed three month break. 2. prepare yourself for what’s to come. 3. then you were to be called back in for promo shoots and teaser reels. 4. get ready for the big premiere.

‘it’s gonna be a lot, there’s no way of knowing the scale of success this will reach except that it will be huge, and a lot of that will be you.’ tony, one of the producers told you. greta along with everyone else in the meeting nodded to his words.

‘yeah, some stills from some of the finished scenes released a few weeks ago. it’s easy to say a lot of people seemed to make noise from that.’ rhys, another producer said.

your blood ran cold. although it was easy to say you were proud of how far you were able to come on such a short notice… it also sort of felt like a lot was being thrown at you all at once.

you maybe had an idea of what your life would be looking like afterwards. you remember seeing all sorts of opinions once it was found out by the world that you’d be the next lead for greta gerwig’s first ever series.

mostly everyone was excited. greta on her own was an insanely talented writer and director, people were happy to hear she’d be turning to tv and seeing what she’d come up with. you remember the week following the announcement feeling a little overwhelmed, all due to the men in cameras who had followed you around for a week.

‘rising actress Y/N Y/L/N seen leaving her west hollywood condo ahead of reports saying that she’s been casted for the lead in greta gerwig’s next directorial project.’

you’re thinking that maybe life will look like that but multiplied by a thousand, but you’re hoping not…? the success part will be great. why wouldn’t it be? it’s all you’ve ever wanted. to be a successful actress. but at the expense of having your life put on a pedestal? it was a very tricky thing to play at.

greta gave you a smile, almost teasing, like she knew the big secret that everyone else didn’t.

she leaned forward with her arms crossed on the table. ‘once this is over, it will never truly be over. are you ready for it?’

nothing could have ever prepared you enough for what would come with the release of the series. if you thought everyone knew your name before, they definitely do now.

the release of the series was just seven months after you finished filming it. it definitely had a huge rollout like everyone else said it would. you don’t remember much of the premier either. it was a bunch of flashes and getting asked questions. as soon as you got home you knocked out cold.

number one in seventy three countries was a lot. you wouldn’t even want to imagine the amount of people it took to watch you for that to happen.

but with the success of the series also came a huge amount of scrutiny on your personal life. within the week of its release you’d had an influx of followers on any social platform they could find you on.

apparently that still wasn’t enough. people were itching to know more about the new girl that had come out of nowhere and stolen their attention in just a week.

it was all very scary. it was all mostly positive, at least the things you’ve seen and been shown. your agent and team did a great job at keeping you away from all the bad. you still knew it was all there though. people loved you but people also really disliked you.

you’ve also come to learn that people chronically online are insane. especially if you give them something to hyper fixate on, you knew of the tweets and posts people had been making of you. it made you absolutely freak out how fast people were to find out every little thing there was to know about you in such a short time.

‘i want you to go home for the week. not home in LA, home as in with your mom.’ samantha, your agent, told you. samantha along with your publicist fred, had seen firsthand what was being said online. she’s been in the industry long enough to know how ugly it can get for the victims, you were young and she wanted to protect you from that as much as possible.

‘i called your mom, she’s already expecting you home by tomorrow morning. your plane leaves at midnight.’ you nodded gratefully. the tension in your shoulders had slouched a little after hearing that. you missed your mom and you were scared as shit right now.

samantha was there in the uber when you were dropped off. she bid you goodbye and told you she’d call you for details on the next flight back to LA. ‘rest as much as you can, the press tour is gonna hit real hard.’

now came the insanely difficult part. the week back home went too fast and now you’re on a plane back to LA where your agent and a stylist were awaiting your arrival.

as soon as you’re off the gate a beefy man in jeans and a polo helps to escort you towards your luggage and eventually the car. ‘ma’am, just a heads up. there’s paps.’ he tells you before quickly ushering you out the glass doors and into the suv.

you don’t remember much after that. just that as soon as you arrived to your condo you were quickly pushed into a room with a stylist and pushed into another car after that.

the week had gone fast for the amount you’ve been doing. you’d met up with your cast-mates for the first time in a while and you were happy for that. most days it was just going to interviews answering questions, promoting, playing question games, more questions, etc…

it was finally friday. but promo was far from over. ‘you’re flying out tomorrow morning to new york and then we’re off to europe for the week.’

tonight was the huge post-premier party for the series. it was expected that there’d be quite a few well known names attending tonight aside from the cast. although a part of you was dreading another night of questions and just overall socializing, you knew it was needed to network.

cameras flashed in your face and people shouted your name upon arrival, but people were quick to let you in. ‘there’s a lot of people who want to speak with you.’ samantha tells you. you nod and put on your best brave face for the night.

samantha lingers around you as you cycle through speaking with all kinds of people. producers, actors, writers and the like. the first two hours fly by and things have reached some sort of stasis by then.

you’re in the middle of a conversation with some cast mates when tony— who you recognize as one of your producers— walks up to you with a redhead in tow.

‘the woman of the hour!’ he raises his arms to hug you.

‘i have to introduce you to natalie! she’s an excellent writer!’ the redhead next to him who you now know as natalie lets out a dry laugh at the man’s words. he was very obviously drunk.

and you see now that she is very obviously attractive.

she takes a few steps towards you and sticks out her hand for you to shake.

‘i hear you’re the talk of the town. have not stopped reading about you online.’ the smirk she wears makes you appreciate her beauty even more.

it was true. you were everywhere— in the tabloids, the headlines…natasha indulged in every single piece of information about you that she came across.

she also might’ve convinced tony to somehow introduce you two when she found out he was working with you.

she was a fan since your last film, and as a working screenwriter for film and television, she caught a bit of inspiration from seeing you on her screen.

‘i’ve gotta say, i was really impressed by your performance in this show. greta is a long time friend, she did good in choosing you.’ natalie compliments.

‘oh, thank you! it was a pleasure to work with her…she’s great.’ you cringe at your words. you still aren’t any better at taking these compliments no matter how many you get.

natalie smiles at you in silent understanding. she’s picked up on the small awkwardness that underlies the conversation.

you let out a low huff and motion towards the bartender to get you a shot of tequila. natalie quirks an eyebrow at your order but doesn’t question it.

‘do you want a drink?’ you turn to natalie with a smile. not only is your social battery slowly starting to diminish but talking to someone like natalie will have you saying nonsense.

you figure you’ll need a drink if you’re gonna continue to speak with her.

‘a diet coke will do me right. i’m driving home tonight.’ she says, the bartender nods and fixes your drinks.

an hour later and the drinks are sure to have calmed you down. in fact they’ve done more than just calm you down.

natalie and you spend a long while talking about anything and everything. you bond over being major nerds when it comes to philosophy. she tells you about how she double majored in philosophy and english at nyu.

‘my love for english had always existed but after taking a philosophy course my freshman year, it’s like i needed to write about these things that were talked about. i needed people to see what i thought about.’ natalie explains to you.

you’ve come to enjoy natalie despite only have met her about an hour and a half ago.

you tell her about how you were a huge thespian in high school and entering college, how philosophy was an added bonus when you figured out they both go very well together.

you’re grasping her arm as you explain it to her.

‘i mean genuinely i would hear so much about aristotle in my ethics class and then he’d somehow be connected to creating the 6 elements of a play! how crazy is that?!’

natalie is trying hard to concentrate on your words. you’d think it’d be a lot easier for her given the fact that she hasn’t had a single drop of alcohol…but all she can pay attention to is your lips. how they’ve now plumped up slightly due to your drinking.

she’s completely smitten with you by now, and she’s just met you. you’re definitely not like what the internet makes you out to be. for the most part, it really is just the alcohol in you.

you continue to ramble on.

‘honestly, i think socrates is good guy— like he has some great ideas but it’s kinda annoying how he thinks his way is the only way and he makes it his entire personality— ugh hold on i need to go piss.’

you’re clearly too drunk to care about what words leave your mouth. natalie doesn’t seem to mind it— and quite frankly neither do you.

‘do you need help getting there?’ natalie is quick to ask. all in good intentions, of course.

‘uhhh, yeah.’ you’re quick to agree. you have a rule, always travel in pairs when alcohol is present.

your arm is hooked to natalie’s as she helps lead you to the restrooms. it’s here when you get a slight whiff of her. you cringe at how weird you think of it in your head.

but she smells awfully appealing. like suede, lemon and a fireplace. all combined.

‘you smell really nice,’ you say, too worried about your bladder to care.

you feel vibrations of a chuckle leave natalie, you smile when you see her smiling too.

you nearly run into a stall as soon as you’re in the seemingly empty bathroom, thank god, you think. pee anxiety is a real thing.

you feel a little more level headed after doing your business. natalie waits by the door staring as you dry your hands.

‘feel better?’ you hear her ask.

‘much,’ you smile, a drunk one, your mind a little hazy.

‘i had a fun time tonight, with you, i mean.’ you find yourself saying.

she quirks an eyebrow. you continue.

‘i’ve had a really stressful past few weeks, it was nice to just…drink and talk knowing my words wouldn’t be plastered on some magazine issue the next day.’ you finish. your body is still buzzing. the alcohol making your body slightly move in place. but nonetheless you feel oddly content.

natalie smiles. a really big one.

‘i’m glad i could help take the edge off,’ she says.

you chuckle, turn to the mirror and make sure your makeup is still in place. a ding from your phone makes itself known, indicating a message. you dig through your clutch bag to get it.

we’re leaving now, you have an early start. plane to nyc leaves at 7:35am.

the text message from samantha reads.

you huff.

‘sorry to cut this short, natalie. my presence is needed near the entrance. i have to be in new york tomorrow before noon.’ you smile apologetically

she smiles. a part of her wasn’t surprised at all. you’re you, and everyone wants to be around you. she was surprised she even had your attention for more than an hour.

she nods. ‘i get it, can i ask why though?’

‘interview with fallon, i think.’ is all you say before you step closer to the redhead and press a kiss to her cheek. you think nothing of it.

‘truly, it was lovely to meet you natalie.’ and she doesn’t have the chance to reply before you’re out the restroom door.

natalie realizes she never got your number.

two days later, she’s made it back to her home in new york. natalie decides to shake off the jet lag with late night televison and a glass of wine in hand.

ironically, jimmy fallon is on.

‘please welcome…!’ and she sees you appear before her.

she is so captivated, she doesn’t realize she’s finished the bottle of pinot grigio next to her.

stupid as it sounds, this is when natalie rushman decided she wanted to be a part of whatever world you were creating for yourself.

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #black widow #black widow x reader #marvel #natalie rushman

[midnightmayhem13]

that's how you get the girl

a/n: kate won the poll so here's a lil smt for her! hope i did the lil archer justice and enjoy!🩶

summary: kate doesn't know how or when to make a move on you, maria nd nat are tired of her awkward flirting!

kate bishop x reader; maria hills x natasha romanoff

mentions of clint! no warnings js wlw fluffiness flash of angst(?)🩶

You and kate first met when you were training with nat and she with clint. so naturally, with both of ur mentors being best friends you two met. since you guys were also offered rooms in the compound you guys saw eachother constantly. clint and nat also wanted you two to get along bc eventually you two would be partners like they were.

in all honesty it was hard to not be friends. you two passed each while you were headed to the gym with nat and when kate was headed to the shooting range with clint. the black haired girl found herself excited for these little moments in both of ur busy schedules. she started getting flustered when you would smile at her briefly and wave at her with ur fingers, whispering a little "hi katie", or when nat and clint were out of town and you two would hang out and get pizza together.

you two became best friends sooner than clint and nat expected but they're weren't ones to complain. as you two got closer to the team you hung out with them more often and even went to starks parties. kate wasn't so excited about that part thinking it would be like her moms galas, but oh was she wrong. first you were there and shit did you look absolutely stunning everything but also the vibe was a whole lot more chill. people didn't care about being formal more just being themselves and having fun

due to this you two found out the maria hills was dating nat! they were the cutest couple ever. you never rlly expected anything bc the kept it professional at work. but they didn't care about you two knowing they were in love and they loved it. the couple found themselves forming a soft spot for you two. being reminded of them being young and falling in love. and being the best agents shield had to offer, they noticed the feelings both of you had for the other. but neither saying anything.

nat would hang out with you at tony's parties to help calm you down and maria started talking to kate, complimenting her work bc maria knew everything duh.

"so you and the archer huh" nat winked at you "woah ms rominoff she's just my friend, plus you told me to be friends w her" she scoffed slightly blushing "it's nat remember and don't act like you don't look at her the way you do honey. plus that girl has heart eyes for you, she follows you like a puppy" "don't be ridiculous nat" you said with a frown, walking away bc sam had called you over . it hurt nats heart knowing that you didn't notice kate's infatuation with you.

on the other side of the room was a fluster kate and a maria trying to hype her up. "y/n's pretty isn't she kate" "yea she's absolutely beautiful" kate sighs maria cackles at kate's daze. kate notices this and immediately gets embarrassed "uhm oh not like that well yes bc she is beautiful not that she isn't but not in that way" "kate stop pretending, it's cute" maria says as she shakes her head. kate's mind was racing. was her crush that noticiable? well ofc she liked you who wouldn't but she didn't have the guts to ask you out, you were way out of her league. " i just, i don't know how" "i can tell. it's getting painfully awkward watching you try to flirt" "ok whatever hill" "hey women up, you're gonna ask her out you here me?" maria challenges

that was a month ago. maria and nat has been helping kate work up the courage and not be so awkward around you. and honestly you fell harder for her, she finally asked you on a date and you hoped she'd confess but she never did leaving you thinking she js wanted to hang out. kate js couldn't get the words out her mouth bc ur beauty had stunned her. although one on of tonys parties, when all the guests left and only the team was there laughing and drinking, you and kate were right next to eachother. and across from you was everyone's favorite couple. you had already been fiddling with kate's hand and she didn't really know what to do.

maria watched kate's struggle as she was trying to make a movie but didn't know how. as this went on for a couple of minutes, watching kate try to find a way to put her arm around you. kate finally caught maria gaze, jumping in her spot a little causing you to turn to kate and giving you a sweet smile. when u turned back to what ever steve was saying, kate turned back to maria to give her a 'wtf what do u want' face. maria just giggled to herself. pointing at kate aggressively and putting an arm around natasha, as to say 'see'. but kate couldn't bring herself to do it as she nodded no fast. but maria being stubborn nodded yes. this went on for a while, no one paying attention luckily. finally kate js did it. fast. both raven haired girls waiting for ur reaction.

you simply scooted closer to her and put your head on her shoulder. kate melted as she watched you with loving eyes. since this moment, kate's confidence boosted

since then the next month was filled with cute dates compliments and cheek kisses. then for the third time at tony's party was when she made the most important move of all. you two decided to be matching as it was a pre-valentine's day party, and you two went as a date. as usual you two went to talk to different people parting ways for a bit, kate went to her new mom at this point updating her on everything. when she's admiring you when maria's talking abt something she didn't rlly pay attention to, she notices your mood switch.

maria notices kate get serious rather than have that dreamy look on her face. suddenly you walk out onto the roof looking as if u we're about to cry. before kate follows you she notices your bitch ass ex with the person they cheated on you with. how tf did they make it here? maria pats kates shoulder "go get her tiger"

kate zooms away throwing ur ex a dirty look in the process. she finds you on the rooftop balcony hugging ur self while trying to wipe the tears away. "y/n..." you turn around trying to act as if nothing was wrong "hi katie" you say, not without ur voice cracking, you can't help it anymore as you burst into tears. kate immediately pulls you in by ur waist hugging you passionately. a few minutes pass and you two are swaying and whispering sweet nothings to each. when kate opens her eyes she met with a cheering nat and maria through the window. she immediately blushes and nods in question. they keep making kissy hands and maria pulls nat in to emphasize their point.

kate breaths in and pulls away. your cheeks are bright red. your eyes are filled with noticiable love. kate lifts your chin and your breath hitches. "can i kiss you?" "mhm~" you respond nervously with a small grin on ur face. as kates lips touch yours you swear you hear fire works. you two giggle and pull apart "tuesday at 7?" "of course katie" you giggle knowing what's going to happen. you two interlock hands and walk away happy as can be. kate turns to maria and nat mouthing a 'thank you'

the next morning when you and kate walk out your room after not wanting to leave eachothers side last night. when kate's staring at you while you make coffee and talk to nat. maria comes up from behind her and slaps her back, " see, that's how you get the girl" she winks. kate smiles and turns back to you. continuing to admire her girl.

a/n sorry that was ass😵‍💫 first time writings not js headcanons lmao but i love kate and i had to think of a prompt on the spot hope you found a little bit of it enjoyable🩶

#kate bishop x reader #kate bishop fluff #kate bishop imagine #wlw #marvel x reader #blackhill #marvel imagine

[yourtaletotell]

I hate that I don't hate you ⥺ Natasha Romanoff

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Summary:Tony had a tradition, to have a Valentine's party, but it wasn't for everyone, only for the Avengers and his friends. You knew about the possibility of meeting Natasha, but you honestly didn't care. You focused on the possibility that she might be on a mission, or on the fact that she might still not like parties. [Inspired by Odio que no te odio / Million como tu - Cami y Lasso]

Warnings: angst with happy ending

Words: 1,708.

A/N: Yes, i’m back! And my first post also my first story, is dedicated to my beautiful and amazing girlfriend. She’s keeping me sane over the worst moment of my life. Baby, i love you, thank you for being here @rightwereyouleftme 💜

Tony had a tradition, to have a Valentine's party, but it wasn't for everyone, only for the Avengers and his friends. You were one of Tony's best friends, you were the one responsible for his joining the Avengers team. When Tony invited you to the party, you knew that you would have to meet her again. You and Natasha had not met for over four years, part of you was over it, at least that's what you said. You knew that you would have to see her, with or without Bruce, or talking to someone. Your mind might be trained to handle the pressure, but your heart was not. 

You knew about the possibility of meeting Natasha, but you honestly didn't care. You focused on the possibility that she might be on a mission, or on the fact that she might still not like parties. You didn't want to go to the party, but Tony owed you a drink after a catastrophic mission you went on together. He almost killed you, but you soon forgave him. Tony had put a lot of effort into the organization of that party, he had disturbed a lot of people, so that everything would go according to what he wanted. You only accepted the invitation to the party because you really needed some time away from the office. Your days had been very tiring, especially the last few days, where you spent hours and hours in front of a computer doing mission reports. At least, that's what you would say to most people that night.

You hadn't prepared a very special outfit, just what Tony had suggested in the invitation. You chose a red suit, you didn't usually wear a suit, but you used to because of Natasha. You had stopped wearing this outfit a long time ago, but you had respected Tony's choice. The invitation was very specific, that you had to arrive at a certain time, but you had always been very prompt, so you didn't really understand why the invitation was being so specific to you. You couldn't object, since Tony was a little crazy when it came to his parties. 

Maria Hill, your best friend, had arranged to meet you that night. She was going to stay with you most of the night. Her decision was to meet you there, when in fact you wanted to go with her so that you wouldn't arrive unaccompanied. On the way to the party, you received a message from Maria saying that she would be a few minutes late, and that she would be with you soon. When you arrived at the compound, you noticed that there was not as much movement in the building, not as many people as there used to be. For a party of Tony's, everything was very quiet. You shrugged and made your way to the elevator.

When the elevator door opened, and you stepped inside, a strange feeling came over you. It was as if a Magnetic Magnet was pulling you in. Until the perfume that most seduced you, pulled you back to reality. Natasha appeared, walking from the front of the compound hall to the elevator door, heading toward you. She was staring at you, while you were simply trying to avoid her completely, but the red dress looked great on her.

“Sergeant.”

 “Romanoff.”

For those who saw that formality, you couldn't imagine all that you had been through, yet today, but you sounded like strangers. Maybe time had made Natasha forget everything you two had been through, just as you were trying, deep down, to forget as well.

“I didn't think I'd see you around here.” 

You didn't answer, just let out a sigh. Natasha then looked you up and down, and you could hear a sigh coming from her as well.

“You look fine.” She said low. 

As much as you mentally controlled yourself, your body couldn't, it reacted on its own when it was in relation to Natasha. It had been so long since you had seen her, and that moment was not doing you any favors.

“Are you really going to talk to me, like nothing happened?” You replied harshly, slowly turning to Natasha.

“I'm trying to be friendly.” 

“Of course, Natalia.” As you finished your sentence, the elevator stopped. You froze and looked at the panel that seemed to be turned off. “Fuck Tony! Tony, turn that fucking elevator on.”

Natasha released her heel, and put her feet on the floor. She leaned on the metal wall of the elevator and stared at you. Nothing seemed to be going right. Tony didn't seem to be listening to you. 

“Shit, dammit. What the hell?” 

“Stay calm.”

“Natasha, please, you were the last person I wanted to be stuck together in an elevator.” You said through teeth.

“I thought you forgave me.” She said softly. You laughed, and began to remove your blazer. You could swear it was starting to sound, or it was just the heat of the moment. “What are you laughing at? Please, Y/N, look at me.”

You turned to Natasha, looked her in the eye, and took a deep breath.

“I waited 10 months, to understand that you were not coming back. I had panic attacks, thinking something had happened to you. I couldn't sleep nights and nights, because all I could do was cry.” Your eyes began to burn, but you took another deep breath to control the tears that were about to fall. “My friends celebrated that you were no longer here, asked me to forget you with some kind of drink, that I should stop calling you. That I had to try to meet someone else.” You looked at the wall, as Natasha's eyes sucked at your soul. “They told me that you weren't so special, that you didn't walk on the sea or turn glass into gold, that they didn't see you fly or stop bullets in the air. That among millions of people in the world I could find someone better.” 

The heat started to get worse there, you could see out of the corner of your eye that Natasha was starting to sound off too. You pulled away a little, but your heart felt heavy in your chest. The tears became hard to control. 

“But if there are a million people like you, why can't I sleep? Why did I stop eating? I spent days not knowing whether it was night or day.” You said, swallowing dryly. “If there are a million people like you, why couldn't I stop wondering if you were going to call? Thinking that maybe there was some trace of me left in you.” 

You leaned your back against the wall in the other corner of the elevator, avoiding Natasha's gaze. Your eyes lowered to the floor, preventing her from seeing the tears fall more often. 

“It must be because you, in the end, yes you were very special, There is no one else, no one is like you, in the end, I never forgave myself for letting you get away. Because there is no one else, no one is like you.”

Natasha approached you, looking up into your face. She came so close that she was inches away from you that she brought her hands to your face and made you look at her. Her eyes were watery. Her mouth was trembling. You knew she wasn't good with feelings and words, so you continued.

“I hate that I couldn't get your smell off my pillow, I hate the music we always order at the bar. I hate your humor, I hate your eyes and your mouth and your voice. I hate that you never said goodbye. I hate that we fought until you were no longer there. I hate your kisses, your hair, and your skin. I never thought, and didn't see it coming, that you would be the person who would make me suffer.” A sob broke your throat, and you closed your eyes as you felt Natasha's hand caress your face, you took a deep breath and continued. “But what I hate most is that I don't hate you. I prefer to love, and although it's killing me, I have to say. I love your kisses, your mouth, and your voice. I love you, even though you haven't said goodbye. No matter what you do, for me, it doesn't change anything at all. I love you from a distance and I love you on paper, but what I love most is that I don't hate you and never will.”

Natasha pulled your face close and kissed your lips. Your heart raced in your chest, you held her by the waist and then kissed her back. You missed those lips, you missed her perfume. You missed her from the moment she left you in Norway without saying goodbye. You didn't have a perfect relationship, but you loved each other. And that kiss, it still said that there were feelings on both sides. 

“I'm sorry.” Natasha said, parting her lips from yours, she rested her forehead against yours and sighed. “I was a coward to leave you, I was afraid to put your life at risk, even though I knew we would work together.” She pulled away to look you in the eye. “I think of you every day of my life, from Washington to Norway, and from Norway to this day. I'm sorry if I didn't know how to give you the love you deserved.” She wiped the tears from your face and smiled. “If you give me the chance, we can start over, and do it right this time. Le'ts take that vacation to Cancun, or anywhere. Just let me win you over again.”

“Yes.” Before you could think, your mouth had already answered.

The elevator shook, and the door opened. You were on the party floor, when you looked in the direction of the “party” there was a table with flowers and candles. Tony and Steve were dressed as waiters. You looked at Natasha, who let out a giggle and rolled her eyes. 

“What?” Tony said, approaching you. “Did you really think I wasn't going to give my favorite couple a little push?”

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[lanaroff]

Unwanted- Part 1

Paring: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Summary: Y/N is an enhanced SHIELD agent who is forced to work with the Avengers. What happens when they discover that she’s not alone?

A/N: I had this idea in mind for a long time now, and I’ve been looking forward to write something related to Venom. I know that this portrait of Venom might not be the most accurate one. So bare with me. I want to make this a series so if you like it please let me know.- Lana

*not my gif*

It was another cold night. The streets were empty, and the only sound hearable came from underneath your feet, as you walked those desolate streets. The humidity of the air was a clear sign that a storm was coming. But you didn't pay much attention to it, as you were submerged on your thoughts. However, the sound of your phone ringing made you stopped in your tracks. With your phone on your hand, you kept walking as you answered it.

"Agent Y/L/N". You answered in a cold tone.

"Hello." The agent behind the line replied.

"What is it?" You asked going straight to the point. As you knew SHIELD would only call if they needed to give you a new mission, or needed you for any test.

"From this point forward, you are removed from any solo mission regarding hydra." You heard as replied. "The Avengers are making progress on the matter. It is believed that your abilities will contribute positively on the team's mission to bring down the enemy's lines."

"This is not what I agreed with SHIELD, Does Fury know about this?". You said as you felt the anger build up on your body.

"Yes mam, this are direct orders from him. They will be expecting you tomorrow morning." The agent paused for a moment, hearing you sight of frustration. "Have a good night."

You hanged up your phone aggressively wishing you could crash it on the ground. With your body full of anger, you sat on the sidewalk and let your emotions came out of you in the form a groan. "I told you we couldn’t trust them" You heard a voice inside of your head saying. However, you ignored it, even though you were furious. You didn't enjoy working with other people, let alone the avengers. A group of people who thought that the were better than everyone. Or at least that was what you believed. So, you stood up, and continued your way back home. You didn't want to give it more power than it already had.

The sun rose over the tree tops, ready to bright another day. Despite the clouds, the light came from the window and hit your face, waking you up. You stood up and made your way to the kitchen. Half asleep, you opened the refrigerator searching for something to eat, or at least, for it to eat. You grabbed a piece of raw meat and placed it on the countertop. "Food!". You heard again the deep voice saying.

"You better eat all of that." Since you had became Venom's host, the both of you have been in a constant fight regarding food. On one hand, Venom craved human flesh and raw meat. While you tried to get it used to normal human food. Despite your intentions of changing the creature's feeding, both of you came to an agreement. You would feed it with cow and other animals meat, as long as Venom's diet remained human-free.   

Once the both of you ate your respective meals and got yourself ready for the day, you got into your car. Driving was a very complicated task. Since Venom was always trying to push you to run over someone, so you had to really focused on the road. On the way to the Avenger's compound, you explained the alien the bases of the agreement that you had with te creature. Venom would only reveal itself once you had warned them about its presence. And of course, it was forbidden eating or attacking any person, unless you said so. The moment you stepped out of the vehicle you felt a tingling sensation on the back of your head, meaning someone was approaching.

"Y/L/N!". Natasha Romanoff exclaimed. "How have you been?"

"Romanoff. We've been... fine, I guess." You answered as you were walking inside the building. "I assume Fury told you about the new orders..."

"Yes, he did... Look at the bright side, you can always ask Venom to eat him" The agent joked.

"Yes! Let's eat the director." Venom replied as it showed himself to Natasha. Throughout the years, you forced Venom to see Natasha as an ally rather than an enemy. Which with time grew to like the agent's presence. Ensuring S.H.I.E.L.D that Venom was capable of not hurting people, and that you could also control him. "No!... None is eating the director. Stop putting ideas on its head Natalia."

The moment both of you stepped foot on the avenger's compound and made your way to the meeting that had already started, the room fell to an uncomfortable silence. Natasha sat down on a chair that was placed at the edge of the table, while you stood up in front of the team. They were all waiting for the new member to introduce herself.

"You must be agent Y/N Y/L/N, I'm Steve Rogers nice to meet you". The captain said. You weren't fond of being with too many people in one room. Being that you knew that losing control over Venom was a possibility, and someone could end up getting hurt. However, you had no say on the matter, since those were direct orders from the head of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Yes, that's me. It is a pleasure to meet everyone." You replied politely, even though you did not felt it as a 'pleasure'.

"So... tell us, what are your abilities, assuming you have some." Tony Stark exclaimed, as he made his way next to you standing in front of the room, making you feel irritated by his question and presence.

Without any hesitation, you allowed Venom to show itself by saying its name. "Venom." And the form of a black creature emanated from behind your body. The alien opened its mouth widely and moved its tongue in circles spitting the floor. Tony immediately flinched as he looked the yellowish sharp teeth of the creature forming behind your body.

"Everyone please met Venom". She said with an annoyed looked on her face.

"What is that?" Sam asked as he saw the creature moving around you. It was cleared to you that every single person in that room was scared and surprised. Except for Natasha of course, who was enjoying the moment.

"The avengers... another group of idiots" The alien spoke slowly with its deep voice. Making everyone even more frightened. Venom likewise you was not a fun of the group sitting in front of them. "Behave." You shot back to the creature.

The truth was that every single person, even Natasha, was surprised to see the alien. Sure, they had met other beings from space before, but never a creature that lived inside a human like that. To them you were just the shell that Venom used to stay alive, and it was clear by your aspect. You had pale skin, dark eye bags, and by your attitude it was noticeable that you were tired. Which it certainly was.

"There's no need to be afraid. Venom knows that it cannot eat people. Or at least until I allow it to do so." You mumbled with a faint smile knowing that it would cause fear in the eyes of those present.

Immediately that you finished spooking the avengers, the alien disappeared from sight re-entering your body. The room, then again fell down into an awkward silence.

"Y/N, let me walk you to your room." Natasha said breaking the silence.

To Venom, it was hilarious to cause people fear, and you just enjoyed the show. Once you made your way to your new room, Natasha let the your settle down for the rest of the day and rest if needed.

Hours passed, the sun was now hiding itself under the horizon, and you were sitting right next to the window reading some files. On the other hand, Venom was moving all around the room, examining every single thing.

"Food" She heard the creature saying as both of you caught the sound of a dog barking outside.

"No, I told you already, dogs and cats are NOT food." You replied without taking your eyes from the files you were previously reading.

"Then let me eat the avengers" It exclaimed facing you.

"No" You responded harshly. "We need them alive."

Yet, the creature continued arguing on why you should let it kill everyone on that building. You were so focused on Venom and its behaviour that you missed the knock coming from the door. Without being able to stop the person entering the room, you saw as Venom quickly turned to the entrance. With the intention to harm whomever was at the door, the alien swiftly moved towards the direction of the sound, meting Wanda's terrified eyes as she slowly opened it.

"VENOM STOP!" You screamed as you reached a small device placed on the back of her ear. Immediately you felt a loud sound coming stunning your hearing, making you and Venom flinch of pain.

Once the sound stopped, you opened your eyes watching the creature returning to your body. With SHIELD's help, You found out that Venom was sensitive to loud sounds, ending with the organization creating a device to control it in case it was necessary. On that moment you thanked the device inside your body and let a sigh of relived came out.

"You CAN'T enter my room like that. Did you hear me?" You yelled while standing up. Your eyes met Wanda's and you were able to clearly see how shocked the girl was, as her hands were shaking. "Are you okay? Did it hurt you?"

"Yes" Wanda hesitantly answered. "Yes, I'm okay." A part of her was scared to be next to you. She knew what was like to have dangerous powers, and the end of the day hers were a clear example of that. However, she had never encountered a creature like that before.

"What do you need?" You asked in a cold tone. 

"I was coming to tell you that dinner is ready" Wanda exclaimed. Once she received a nod from you, she left the room without looking back.

Despite dinner being served downstairs, you didn't dare yourself to go and eat with the team. Deep down you were too ashamed about what had just happened. You were scared that someone could end up being hurt if you weren't careful enough, but mainly because you didn't wanted to see Wanda.

Since Venom, you were tired all the time. Tired of always having to be aware of your surroundings so the alien wouldn't try to eat someone. But mostly angry that the creature had chosen you, something that you did not ask for nor had the chance to choose.

You let your body lay on the mattress. Felling the comfort of it, you allowed yourself to relax. Hoping that Wanda would forget about what had happened that night. And without realising you were already sleeping.

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[cece693]

Fue un Placer Conocerte (Natasha Romanoff x GN! Reader)

This fanfic is inspired by this song. Don't worry, you don't have to know Spanish and I'll also include a rough translation (although it's not needed to understand the fanfic.

Summary: Dating an assassin, especially the Black Widow, was bound to have problems. You accepted that since the beginning, however, you can't help but feel that Natasha didn't love you. That, to her, this relationship was nothing more than a nuisance.

Fue un placer conocerte y tenerte unos meses Aunque esos meses fueron el principio y el fin De un amor tan bonito, aunque no me quisiste Pero yo sí te quise, y hoy me tengo que ir

It was a pleasure meeting you and having you for a couple of months although those months were the beginning and end. Although you didn't love me, I did, but now, I have to leave.

Looking back, it's kind of funny how you and Natasha ended up together. It's like one day you were just co-workers, and the next thing you know, boom, romance was in the air. Natasha, being her bold self, was the one to bring up the whole dating thing. It was a bit out of her comfort zone, but when presented with the possibility, who were you to deny the Black Widow? And no, it wasn't just due to her drop-dead looks (Tony) but you could discern that there was more to Natasha. That beneath her stoic demeanor, there was warmth. Heck, you (for the longest) were jealous of Clint for being one of those few who could read Natasha like an open book. The Black Widow was a heartless assassin, but Natasha? She was human like everyone else. A person with likes, needs, and interests.

So, again, who were you to deny the chance of dating Natasha?

At first, it was wonderful—sure, you didn't announce it to the Avengers because, well, mixing work and personal relationships is always tricky. PDA was kept at a minimum if it couldn't be avoided altogether. But then there were those subtle signs, like Natasha avoiding eye contact during briefings or choosing to team up with Hawkeye for surveillance instead of fighting alongside you. You tried to brush it off, but things took a different turn when you got injured. What you expected to be worry on Natasha's face looked more like irritation as you were rushed to the medical bay.

And even with Hawkeye (who knew of your relationship) urging her to follow, Natasha insisted on staying behind. Claiming there's work to be done and that you'd be just fine. Since then doubt began to trickle in. You loved Natasha, even if you have just dated a couple of months, but did she feel the same way?

Muy feliz fui contigo, me conformé con nada Y hoy te quedas sin mí A pesar de que nunca me dijiste te quiero  Y hoy que tengo irme me demuestras tu amor

I was very happy with you, I grew accustomed to nothing and now you are without me. Although you never told me I love you, now that I'm leaving you decide to show me your love.

With that nagging thought in the back of your mind, you began to analyze every interaction you had with Natasha. It felt like you were the one constantly putting in effort to keep things going—the first to initiate a kiss, a gentle touch, or even plan a dinner together. And with the other Avengers, Natasha seemed like a completely different person. Especially around Steve. Just in his presence alone, you could see how she came alive—full of smiles, laughter, and easy banter. While with you, it felt as if Natasha was just doing a chore. A duty she reluctantly fulfilled to keep you on the line.

The media's attention only added salt to the wound. You couldn't escape the headlines: "Black Widow and Captain America: New York's Newest Power Couple." It seemed like everywhere you turned, there were pictures of Natasha and Steve, laughing, smiling, and looking like they were on top of the world.

Seeing those images splashed across magazines and online articles was like a punch to the gut. It felt like the whole world was celebrating while you struggled to convince yourself that those were just rumors. But who were you trying to fool? The evidence was occurring right in front of you—seeing how effortlessly Natasha and Steve got along and left you in the dust. Your relationship seemed to be hanging by a thread, or were you even a couple to begin with?

Pero tengo que irme, porque ya no te quiero No sé por qué motivo, cosas del corazón

But I have to leave because I don't love you anymore. I don't know the reason, perhaps matters of the heart.

Finding Natasha was simple. Sitting in the living room with Steve, the sight only reinforced your decision. "Hey, we need to talk." Straight to the point, no emotion on your face as you turned on your heel and began walking toward her floor. At this point, you didn't care if you were rude; any love you had felt for Natasha died as you had come to terms with the truth.

The silence was defying, that's for sure, as you finally arrived at Natasha's floor and told Jarvis to not let anyone interrupt you. "Just get it over with." Natasha broke the silence, her form tense. You were taken aback but recovered quickly. After all, she was clever and knew what we need to talk meant.

"I'm breaking up with you." Your voice involuntarily went soft, looking upon Natasha's downcast expression. It was evident she cared, to some extent, that you were leaving, but her sadness didn't make you take back your words.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her tone almost regretful. "I apologize for making it seem like I never cared, but I don't want you to leave without knowing I do love you—"

"No. You don't get to say that," you interrupted, the words tumbling out before you could stop them. "How many opportunities did you have to tell me that? And now...no…" The hurt and frustration welled up inside you, the weight of her words hitting you like a wave of disappointment.

"I appreciate your honesty, Natasha, but it's too late for that now." you continued, your voice tinged with sadness. "I need to go, and we both need time to heal." With a heavy heart, you turned away, leaving behind the echoes of her words and the remnants of a love that had faded away.

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[t-marveland]

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 | natasha romanoff

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings : aucun

Mots : 54

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Lorsque tu es en réunion avec Natasha, tu ne peux t'empêcher de la regarder avec amour au lieu d'écouter ce que disent les autres. Elle non plus ne peut pas se concentrer sentant ton regard sur elle. La plupart du temps, elle te regarde et te lance un petit sourire en coin.

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[nekoannie-chan]

Secretos Capítulo 22: No es para ti

Pareja: Steve Rogers X OFC, Brock Rumlow X OFC.

Palabras: 1528 palabras.

Sinopsis: A veces los secretos pueden ser peligrosos, o una carga muy pesada cuando hay que guardarlos, es lo que Kathleen ha hecho por años. Ella también será la encargada de guiar a Steve Rogers en este siglo; mientras tanto S.H.I.E.L.D. buscará la manera de echar a andar la Iniciativa Vengadores, integrándola como uno de los superhéroes, pero no será el único peligro al que se enfrenten.

Advertencias: Celos.

N/A:  Después de trabajar mucho tiempo en este longfic, finalmente lo publico.

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Kathleen caminaba ensimismada por el pasillo, de nuevo había tenido ese horrible sueño, aunque más que sueño, era un recuerdo, de los peores que tenía, aunque a veces veía al espíritu de su mejor amiga… Simplemente, había sido espantoso lo que le había sucedido, ni siquiera notó que alguien caminaba detrás de ella.

—Anzai —una mujer llamaba a Kath—. ¡Kathleen Anzai! —tomó del hombro a la chica quien volteó al sentir el movimiento—. Pero si estás enamorada pequeña, estás enamorada de Steve, ¿verdad? —cuestionó Nat al ver la expresión de la chica.

— ¿Q-qué? No… yo no estoy enamorada ni nada —balbuceó Kathleen, con un rápido movimiento la espía le quitó su teléfono personal a la chica.

—¿Entonces cómo explicas esto? —Natasha había desbloqueado el teléfono para mostrar la foto que Kath tenía como fondo de pantalla—. Apuesto a que tienes cientos de fotos de él… —se burló mientras la otra intentaba quitarle el teléfono, hasta que Natasha se dio cuenta que la foto no era de Steve, sino de Kath probablemente adolescente con un grupo de chicos que no conocía, o al menos no trabajaban en S.H.I.E.L.D.

—No es de tu incumbencia, Romanoff —Kath sintió como las mejillas le ardían, seguramente estaba completamente roja, no quería que nadie supiera lo que les había pasado a sus amigos, a ninguno de ellos—. Por lo menos yo no busco pretextos tontos para ir a la Torre Stark y ver a cierto doctor —sonrió cuando vio que había dado en el punto exacto, así logró recuperar su teléfono.

— ¿Cómo sabes eso? —Natasha había sido cuidadosa al respecto, el único que sabía era Clint.

—Tu mente grita “Bruce Banner” como si fuera un anuncio publicitario luminoso a mitad de la noche —contestó Kath, sin embargo, eso era verdad, siempre que Nat estaba cerca ese pensamiento saltaba—. ¿Qué pasa? ¿Por qué pones esa cara? —era notoria la cara de tristeza de la espía, tal vez se le pasó la mano, aunque la otra fue quien comenzó a molestar.

—No creo que me corresponda, él está muy ocupado con sus investigaciones y teme lastimar a alguien con el otro sujeto —confesó Romanoff con voz triste dejando a la mutante sorprendida, era sabido que Natasha nunca le abría el corazón a ninguna otra persona que no fuera su mejor amigo.

—Yo pienso que tienes oportunidad, simplemente busca la manera de controlar al otro sujeto y con eso te lo habrás ganado —le aconsejó—, en cambio yo… —Kath se calló, no podía decir más, ellas no eran amigas, ni tenía la confianza para contarle absolutamente todo lo que ocurría.

—Agente Anzai, el Director, quiere verte —indicó María, apareciendo atrás de las chicas.

Kath entró a la oficina de Fury, nerviosa, ya que tenía un mal presentimiento al ver al director molesto.

— ¿En dónde estuviste el otro día? —le preguntó con tono autoritario—. Y dime la verdad, sabes que no puedes ocultarme nada.

—Fui a ver alguien que podría ser servirnos —respondió secamente.

— ¿A quién fuiste a ver? —interrogó.

—Al Doctor Pym; él quería verme, ya sé lo que estás pensando y no, obviamente no va a darnos su partícula, pero está buscando quien tome su lugar para usar traje y sabes que probablemente necesitaremos en el futuro —anticipó antes de cualquier otra pregunta por lo que Fury ya no siguió preguntando, ella tenía razón, quizás en el futuro lo necesitarían, si ella lograba hablar y convencer con todos aquellos que tuvieran alguna habilidad existía la posibilidad de evitar tragedias futuras.

—Hablando de futuro ya logré que el consejo aprobara el Proyecto Insight, así que ahora tendrás más trabajo —le indicó mientras le entregaba los archivos para que los revisara.

Aprovechando que Steve estaba en una entrevista junto con el resto del equipo; entrevista a la que obviamente no había sido invitada evidentemente, se pondría al corriente con la revisión de dichos archivos hasta que alguien tocó la puerta de la oficina de la chica, ella guardó los documentos antes de abrir la puerta, sabía que ese proyecto tenía cierto grado de confidencialidad y también sabía quiénes no estaban incluidos. Al abrir la puerta se encontró con Rumlow.

—Kitty, me debes una cita, ¿lo recuerdas? —dijo Brock entrando a la oficina.

—Lo sé, lo sé, pero en verdad Fury me dejó mucho trabajo y no he terminado, ya sabes sus ideas locas —alzó los hombros mientras ponía una cara tierna en forma de disculpa.

—Puedo ayudarte con algunas cosas de tu trabajo, mientras me invitas algo de tomar y consideraré la deuda pagada —propuso el comandante.

—Trato hecho —aceptó la chica mientras le servía una taza de té.

Empezaron a acomodar los documentos en los archivos para tener todo en orden mientras platicaban trivialmente, todo estaba en desorden, muchas misiones revueltas con otras.

— ¿No se supone que en el departamento de archivo deberían hacer esto? —preguntó Kath.

—Se supone —contestó el otro, su vista se detuvo en la foto de Kath y él ellos debajo de un cerezo que se habían tomado al poco tiempo de que ella había entrado a la organización y luego la pasó a una de Kath y Steve en Disneylandia —. ¿Y ese milagro que tu amigo no está aquí molestando? —trató de sonar casual en vez de celoso.

—Entrevista con los otros para no sé qué revista, ya sabes la novedad y ustedes dos deben llevarse bien sino Fury los obligará a ir a una misión completamente solos o alguna locura —contestó sin importancia.

—No te conviene —soltó de pronto Brock sin quitar la vista de las fotos.

— ¿Qué? —no estaba prestando atención a lo que su amigo hacía.

—Rogers —dijo fríamente, ella lo miró sin comprender—. Te gusta —su voz denotaba mucha molestia.

— ¿Y cuál es el problema con eso? Como sea, no soy correspondida, da igual por quien tenga sentimiento o no, simplemente no tengo tiempo para eso —ella no quería tener esa conversación.

—Te va a hacer daño y es muy viejo para ti —le advirtió Brock—. Kitty no quiero que nadie te lastime —volteó a verla.

—Brockie, en serio no quiero hablar de eso —su voz sonaba triste—, sabes la gente aún odia a los mutantes, aunque haya pasado mucho tiempo desde...esa masacre —su voz se quebró.

—Te ves agotada, no has dormido bien ¿verdad? —preguntó con preocupación Brock.

—Más o menos —contestó la chica, si se sentía cansada, las pesadillas volvían a ser recurrentes y la culpa seguía ahí, en el fondo pensaba que quizás podía haber salvado a sus amigos.

— ¿De nuevo tienes pesadillas? —le acarició el cabello y ella asintió.

Brock la abrazó y permanecieron así un rato, si él pudiera borrar todos esos malos recuerdos que ella tenía, si hubiera alguna forma de que se fijara en él...se encargaría de hacerla muy feliz, podrían huir lejos, empezar una nueva vida lejos de todo eso.

— ¿Y tú qué me dices? ¿Sales con alguien? —le preguntó la chica de pronto, él negó con la cabeza—. ¿En serio no has salido con nadie desde lo de Suni*? —ella lo miro.

—Solo algunas citas, nada importante, debo cuidarte —aclaró Brock, tampoco se atrevía a confesarle sus sentimientos, aunque después de lo que había pasado en cierta misión creyó que todo sería diferente…hasta que Rogers apareció.

—De nuevo con eso —Kath puso los ojos en blanco—, ya estoy grande y tú no puedes quedarte solo para siempre, aunque sea cómprate otro perro o un gato o algo, deja de ser tan amargado Brockie —bromeó la chica.

—Mira quien lo dice, más bien tú eres la que debería de cambiarse el nombre clave —respondió burlonamente.

— ¿Por qué? ¿Qué tiene de malo el mío? —ella no sabía que el equipo STRIKE le había puesto algunos sobrenombres.

—Agh...no nada olvídalo —mentalmente se golpeó, ella no sabía nada.

—Ahora me dices, te estoy dando la oportunidad o me voy a enojar contigo —lo amenazó.

—Los chicos no creen que puedas enamorarte y se refieren a ti de diferentes maneras por lo mmm fría que puedes llegar a ser —explicó Rumlow, no quería decirle muchos detalles para no lastimarla.

—Ugh seguramente fue tu amiguito Rollins, ¿verdad? Por eso me cae tan mal, como sea a ellos no les importa que haga o no —sentenció.

Steve apareció en el gimnasio del Triskelion, buscaba a Brock, tenían que terminar de planear la estrategia para la siguiente misión, al único que encontró fue a Jack.

—Rollins, ¿no has visto a Rumlow? —le preguntó con urgencia.

—Ah sí, está en la oficina de Anzai, los dos solos —puntualizó el agente con malicia.

De inmediato salió corriendo hasta la oficina de la chica, miles de pensamientos de todo tipo pasaron por su mente, no podía confiar en que ella estuviera a solas con el Comandante, cuando llegó al lugar, abrió la puerta de golpe.

— ¿¡Steve!? —exclamó asombrada al verlo ahí—. ¿No tenías una entrevista?

—Terminó pronto, ¿qué hacen ustedes dos? —siseó.

—Brock me ayudaba a acomodar unos documentos y espero que no hayas dañado mi puerta porque si no tendré que presentar una queja —señaló la mutante un poco molesta, Steve suspiró aliviado.

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#Secretos #steve rogers x oc #brock rumlow x oc

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Character List:

Characters Who I Will Write For! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Avatar: The Way of Water:

Jake Sully

Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at'ite

Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan

Lo'ak te Suli Tsyeyk'itan

Ao'nung

Criminal Minds:

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

David Rossi

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

Elle Greenaway

Enola Holmes:

Sherlock Holmes

Viscount Tewksbury

Enola Holmes

Fantastic 4:

Johnny Storm

Susan Storm

Reed Richards

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Sirius Black

Cedric Diggory

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Hermione Granger

Mattheo Riddle

Theodore Nott

Regulus Black

Lorenzo Berkshire

Remus Lupin

The Marauders

Hunger Games:

Katniss Everdeen

Gale Hawthorne

Peeta Mellark

Finnick Odair

IT:

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrak

Stanley Uris

Richie Tozier

Henry Bowers

Mike Hanlon

Ben Hanscom

Labyrinth:

• Jareth

Marvel:

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Bruce Banner

Clint Barton

T’Challa

Shuri

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson

Peter Quill

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World:

Scott Pilgrim

Ramona Flowers

Shameless:

Lip Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Fiona Gallagher

Ian Gallagher

Stranger Things:

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Jim Hopper

Eleven

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Jonathan Byers

Max Mayfield

13 Reasons Why:

Hannah Baker

Clay Jensen

Justin Foley

Monty De La Cruz

The Babysitter:

Melanie Cyrus

Cole Johnson

Bee

Phoebe Atwell

The End of The Fucking World:

James

Alyssa

The Lost Boys:

David

Dwayne

Marko

Paul

Michael Emerson

The Princess Bride:

Buttercup

Westley

Inigo Montoya

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Xavier Thorpe

X-Men:

Alex Summers

Scott Summers

Charles Xavier

Erik Lehnsherr

Logan Howlett

Peter Maximoff

Hank McCoy

Mystique

Storm

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Leave requests for who you would like to see me write for!

-Hal

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More Than Okay

Natasha Romanoff x Teen!Reader

Word count: 1.8K

Requested by anons:

- Can I request a Nat x kid!reader where the kid was in foster care and She just recently went to live with Natasha. And it’s taking her a while to warm up but eventually starts calling Nat, mom? Thank you.

- ooh can I request a nat x (adopted)daughter reader where the reader is the kid of a couple that was killed off by a villain because of their powers. avengers and reader don’t know she has powers mostly because they’ve never shown. they finally find out when said villain comes back for reader by attacking avengers and her powers burst out of her unexpectedly and she saves them all?? thinking something of a mix between Wanda’s and Thor’s powers. thank you, love your writing so much!!

- Nat's daughter telling her she doesn't wanna be a shield agent/superhero.

Your parents didn’t work for the avengers but they were avenger-adjacent. They worked with them on multiple occasions. Your parents had powers and they fought to keep the city safe as best they could. They just hid their identities and stayed out of the public eye as much as possible while doing it. They had a child after all, and their main priority was keeping you safe. Unfortunately no secret ever stays hidden forever.

You remember that night vividly. You had woken up in the middle of the night, your throat was so dry that it was hard to breathe. You quietly made your way downstairs to the kitchen, not wanting to wake your parents, but what you saw still haunts you to this day. There were dozens of men in masks fighting with your parents. The walls were broken and crumbling around you, you feared the entire house would collapse soon.

“Y/n, run!” Your father screamed. You hesitated for a split second, wanting to stay to help but you knew there was nothing you could do. They were the ones with powers and they were clearly losing. If their last wish was to keep you safe you’d grant them that, no matter how much you’d rather stay with them and share their fate.

You ran, forgoing about the door and slipping through a crack in the wall. You looked over your shoulder, relieved to see that nobody was following you. Instead you saw a sword pierce your mother’s chest. To this day you could still hear her cries of pain, but she didn’t look scared. She had simply nodded to you, a clear side she wanted you to keep going. So you did, until you got to the one place you knew was safe.

xxxxx

When you arrived at the avengers compound hours later you were exhausted and you knew you looked awful. The sun was starting to rise, showing the tear tracks cutting through the blood and dirt from various falls, your still bare feet cut and bruised, and your pajamas torn in various places. Steve was the first to see you, as he was up first for an early run. He didn’t say anything, simply brought you inside and led you to the common room. He walked off as you sat on the couch, glancing around the room you’d only seen a handful of times when visiting with your parents. You felt tears well up in your eyes again at the thought of them. You stared down at your hands in your lap, not wanting to see the room full of memories.

When Steve returns he has a first aid kit and Natasha in tow. She knows you the best out of any of the avengers, having been close with your parents.

“Hey, do you wanna talk about what happened?” Natasha's voice is soft and comforting which gives you the courage to look up, as soon as she sees the tears she knows whatever happened was nothing good. You shake your head and she pulls you into her arms. “That’s alright. We don’t have to talk right now. Is it okay if Steve and I clean you up? You’ve got some pretty nasty cuts,” she waits for your nod before motioning for Steve to pass her the first aid kit.

xxxxx

That had been over a year ago and things were still rocky. Tony has given you a room in the compound and that’s where you spent most of your time. While all the avengers cared for you, and you for them, you rarely opened up to them. The events that happened were the worst memories you had, and you didn’t want to share the most painful parts of your life with people who were practically strangers. You’d send a small smile in Peter’s direction at school and sit in on movie nights, but heart to hearts were unheard of amongst the majority of the team. You were content to be the quiet girl nobody truly knew. Well nobody aside from Natasha. You had a few conversations with her and you’ve unpacked the whole event with your therapist, but nobody else knows the details of what happened that night, and you planned to keep it that way.

“Hey y/n, wanna go shopping with us?” Clint asks you as you walk through the kitchen after school.

“No thank you,” your response is quiet and he nods, having expected as much. He always makes an effort though.

“Alright, have a good afternoon.” With that he leaves the kitchen and you head towards the living room. Bruce and Tony are on a mission and Steve always joins Clint to go grocery shopping, it’s the only way to make sure we have more than junk food. That only leaves you and Natasha in the compound so you don’t feel the need to hide.  

You sit on the floor by the coffee table, pulling out your homework with a sigh. You’re debating if you want to get your chemistry over with or get some work done on your creative writing story when you hear Natasha entering the room.

“How was school?” Her voice comforts you. It’s calming. Drastically different from the bickering and teasing the boys normally throw around.

“It was fine,” you say simply, turning around to face her as she sits on the couch behind you. Anyone else would’ve taken your short response as a sign that you didn’t want to be talking to them, that’s probably why Natasha was the only one you talked to. While Steve was technically your legal guardian you only had brief interactions with him. They never told you for sure, but you’re pretty sure the only reason it wasn’t Natasha was because she’s in America on sketchy terms and some of her missions prior to her days as an avenger could probably be classified as treason. It was best to keep her out of the mandatory background check that came with fostering a kid. You didn’t need anybody else digging into her past.

“Still dreading that chemistry homework I see,” you follow her gaze to where your textbook is pushed away and you laugh a bit.

“It’s so hard. And I don’t need it anyways! I want to be an English teacher. I don’t need to know chemistry,” you tell her and it’s her turn to laugh and place an arm around your shoulder as you flop on the couch next to her.

“You’re right, you don’t need it to teach English. But you do need it to graduate high school so you have to do it eventually. If you need help Tony will be home tomorrow, and I think Peter is coming over tonight to do some training. He’d be more than happy to help and it’d be good for you to talk to him. Remember what Dr. Tan said-“

“I need to have more interactions with people my own age. I know,” you cut her off, “But how am I even supposed to start that conversation? ‘Hi I’m Y/n- oh you already know that?-oh because I’m Stingray and Rogue’s daughter and their identities got leaked after their murder, right. Yeah I’m super sad they died too.’ Sounds like a delightful conversation to have.”

“I know it’s hard y/n, but Peter is a good place to start. He’s plenty different too and he’s not going to judge you for it,” Natasha’s argument makes sense but before you can respond you hear a crash from the kitchen and you’re grateful for the distraction.

“Is Clint back already?” You ask, pulling away from Natasha and walking towards the kitchen. You freeze in the doorway, seeing the people that have haunted your nightmares for over a year now.

“Y/n? Is everything okay?” Natasha calls but before she gets to you the closest figure charges. You duck out of the way and Natasha takes him out. She starts fighting the men but she’s beyond outnumbered. You’re frantically looking around for somebody to help, but it’s just the two of you. When you look back you see a man charging her with a sword, just like last year.

“Mom, look out!” you scream as you flail your arm in the attacker’s direction. Before Natasha can try to dodge him he’s thrown back and he’s seizing. You glance at your hands seeing a mist sparking with electricity surrounding your fingers. You don’t have time to overthink it as all the intruders’ attention turns to you. You zero in on the closest one and send a pulse of electricity in his direction. You repeat the process until they’re all on the floor. At that moment shield agents and the rest of the team come flooding in, FRIDAY having notified them of the break in.

“Holy shit,” Clint says and you look between him and your hands, eyes wide in fear.

“Did you do that?” Steve asks and you swallow hard before nodding. “You could be a good addition to the team.”

“You really could. Pulse you’re a legacy, what with your parents and everything,” an agent says and your breathing starts to speed up. Everything's happening so fast. There’s too much and you’re starting to spiral. You’re about to run when Natasha steps in front of you.

“Let’s go somewhere a bit more quiet, okay?” she offers and you nod, desperate for an escape. You both walk in silence until you’re in your room and sitting next to each other on the bed. “Did you know you could do that?”

“No! I swear I didn’t. I would’ve told you, I promise I-”

“Hey,” Natasha cuts off your rambling, placing a calming hand on your shoulder. “I’m not mad. I just want us to get on the same page. We need to figure out what this means and start training you.”

“I don’t want to be an agent,” you say bluntly. “I’m sorry. I know I should want to help people. It's the right thing to do, it’s what my parents would want me to do but I just can’t”

“That’s fine. You don't owe anyone anything and if you don’t want to use your powers then that’s okay. We do need to do some training though. Just to make sure you’re in control of them, but we don’t have to tell anyone outside of the team if you don’t want to,” Natasha promises and you nod, throwing yourself into her arms as you sigh in relief.

“Thank you,” you whisper and you feel her sigh this time.

“There’s one more thing. You called me mom in there. I know that was all probably really mentally draining and I have no idea what kind of memories it triggered. I know it was an accident but-” it’s your turn to cut her off.

“It wasn’t an accident. I know you’re not legally my mom, but you’re the one who stepped up. I don’t even want to think about what would’ve happened to me if you weren’t there. I get it if it’s not okay with you, but I think of you as my mom,” you explain, wringing your hands as you wait for her response.

“It’s more than okay with me,” Natasha tells you, placing a hand over yours.

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Can we have smut wlw? Natasha romanoff reel first time with a woman where she realizes she's a bottom(sl👄te) for Reader but it was kind of a one night stand but she can't stop thinking about it and becomes all flustered around R until R notices and asks her on a date.

Red Hair and Black Lace

Summary: Starks parties always lead to somewhere. Like a bedroom.

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warning: Smut

The green eyed assassin couldn't look away. The real person in charge that no agent in shield has ever met stood before the Avengers next to Nick a leather pencil skirt with a slit showing off a gun in the holster,a white blouse covered by a leather jacket. She screamed badass and called for every eye in the room to look at her and show respect. Those were the same eyes Natasha saw last night that looked at her full of lust as she came undone beneath them.

"Meet the president of all of shield Agent Zerø or Y/n L/n." Fury introduced her and Tony gave off a slight chuckle. "So you're telling me this little lady bosses you around? And what happened to the council that decided everything six years ago?" She slowly walked over to Stark her heels silencing the room. Sitting on the table infront of the genius she gave off a smile while her eyes looked ready to maim and torture. "I killed them. Each and everyone of them. Hydra has sunken their teeth in the tit of Shield so I cut them off at the source after the accords." Her s/c skin seemed to glow as she leaned closer to Tony's face. "I might be little,but I'm no lady. Mistress is more like it." She whispered so only he heard,but the red head assassin read her lips and for the first time in history The Tony Stark blushed a crimson red while Romanova is hiding her flustered cheeks in her hands as she pulled away standing up her e/c eyes looked at everyone in the room lingering on Natasha noticing the pink hue a smirk curled on her lips as she mouthed. "You should know you were screaming it last night." Cue the blood burning hot in her cheeks like fire.

"This meeting wasn't just to introduce me,but to inform you on furthering our reach and gain strength in numbers. Thanos wasn't a easy foe and think if we have someone stronger try to destroy the whole universe that why I have recited vigilantes,mutants,anti-heros from over the globe and with Dr.Strange's help the multiverse." A holographic screen showed many people some mask while others weren't. "They'll still have their freedom to do as they please,but when the time comes they'll stand beside us." Even The Captain America had to admit she was a fantastic leader doing more than anyone could have in the years the world was at its lowest. Natasha was in awe to say the least a women she though was only a one night stand turned out to been the definition of a leader. "All of you have done well and as of now you'll have a chance to relax cause you aren't the only ones putting in work. Dismissed. " Y/n finished as everyone stood up to leave Stark announcing a party at the tower tonight and shouting as he walked out the room that L/n needs to be there.

Natasha was in her room getting dressed her dress mid-thigh black with red accents. Doing her make up she wanted it to be perfect she had to put all her charm into getting Y/n in her bed again tonight. The party was already bustling and the music seemed to shake the room,but that was deafened when she walked in the crowed froze and the whispers started.

The dress had thigh high slits on both sides and the top was lingerie like material. She was goddess among men and everyone in the room seemed to know it. The redheaded downed the red wine her glass to calm her raising heart and heated face. "Go it em tiger." Clint smiled at her having took her place behind the bar feeling she won't be there much longer.

Her golden heels clicked on the ground louder than the room itself. "Ms.Romanova we meet again." Her voice sounded like honey dripping with sweetness. She held out her s/c hand towards the assassin offering it for her to lead her away. "May I have this dance?" Natasha sat down the glass and placed her and in the h/c hair woman's. Songs seemed to string together in an endless loop of changing rhythmic movements. Natasha had her arms positioned over her shoulders since Y/n had hers snaked around her waist holding her close. Nat's cheeks flushed as her hips were moved side to side and up and down against the other woman. She thought she'll be able to bewitch her into reliving their night of bliss,but it seems once again she's not the one with an upper hand. "You could have asked,милый.(darling)" Her [rough/soft] voice purred into her ear.

Before the party could wind down the two used the crowd onto the floor of the Widows. Their heels quickly abandoned the moment they stepped out of the elevator hands flying in all directions a race to see who can get undressed quicker. Which was quite difficult doing them blinding themselves either their lips interlocked in a headed make out session. Natasha could taste the f/d on her tounge as her mouth was explored every inch rediscovered. The assassin lost the race as her dress dropped around her ankles tripping her to fall backwards onto the bed. When did they get to the room? Only the security cameras would truly know. Y/n grinned looking down at the beautiful Russian ballerina her red dress slipping off her shoulders reviled gorgeous lace that would drive anyone wild. The h/c haired director leaned down and her lips traced every curve of her pale skin leaving no place untouched.

Hands more skilled then any locksmith unhooked Nat's bra exposing her chest those nibble fingers hooked the elastic of her underwear slowly pulling them down as her trail of kisses stopping just at her pelvis both of them waiting with baited breath. A groan sounded in the room and green orbs met e/c one's. "As much as I love your sounds you know I want verbal responses. Didn't you learn after last time?" Natasha shuddered her legs wanting to close to get the fanning of air off of her wet core. "Please." She said remembering the long awaited night of teasing that left her weak at the knees unable to get down from the cloud she was on. "Please touch me please I need you. I need t—" She was cut of when the burning wet heat of a tounge lapped at her core. "F-fuck!~" A gasped shout rang in the large room it only egged the s/c woman on to fill the area with those sounds of pleasure.

First Person POV

She was withering on the bed as my tounge curled and swipped in random patterns. Its just like last night,but in place of my tongue where my fingers it was a lovely sight to see truly magical. Every moan and gasp was punched out of her system with more power each wave. "I-I'm gonna I g‐gonna cum.!~" Thats when I froze the muscle within her making slight twitches as it stilled. "NO!" Nat yelped as her hand when to grab my head to keep moving my hand shout up and grabbed her wrist as I stood up using the free hand to wipe my chin. "Little spider what were my rules." I stated insted of asked as I pet go of her writer her glassy green emeralds looking up at me. "Not to touch unless told or if I asked." She said trying to closer her legs,but I wouldn't allow that putting myself in the way. "So you do know that. You just decided to ignore it. Such a bad girl." I hummed as I pulled my lace underwear down kicking them off as I crawled into the bed straddling her.

"You've been so bad. Where's my good girl from last night so willing for your mistress then." Natasha whimpered as my I kneaded her breast in my hands pinching the nipples rolling them between ny thumb and pointer finger. "I'll be good. I-I promise mistress. Let me make you feel good please." Her whimpers came out high pitched as she pushed her chest closer to my touch. I thought it over we weren't at my place were my toys were and both of us were aching with want and need. "Fine,милый. Make me cum on the pretty mouth of yours and then you can cum. Understood?" Her head nodded rapidly as I scooted up further before turning myself around facing towards her flushed red body my hips hovering over her face. "Get to work." Lowering myself her she did just as asked and began to eat me out trying to rush to get me on her level. I groaned as I leaned forward lapping at that special bundle of nerves sucking and nipping causing her to let out sounds of pleasure that vibrated through me straight to the knot trying to form within my stomach.

I rolled my hips as she sucked and thrusted her tounge into me. Her her chin stimulating my clit at each grind of my hips it made me move a little faster we were both close from the tightening of her abs and the shacking of her knees. "I'm cumming,милый! Fuck Natalia!!~" I moaned out as my thighs quivered from me restraining them to not lock around her head. Pulling away form her core I reach up with my hand rubbing it stimulating it far better then my tounge alone. "Please please please!" Three was the magic number I smirked. "Cum." I growled as her back arched onto a perfect curve letting out a yell damn near a yowl of release as she came on my fingers that worked her through her orgasm till the final shake of ecstatic subsided.

Laying down next to the russian assassin I pushed a strand of short red hair from her face. It was late we could clean up later I thought as my eyes so the shine on the lower part of her face in the dim light. I got both of us under the cover and she situated herself in my chest as my fingers combed through her soft locks taming them. "I was wondering if you were free tomorrow? I would love to take you out to breakfast." She shifted to looked up at my e/c covered eyes a lazy grin on her face. "I would like that alot." I smiled as I kissed her forehead. "Perfect it's a date."

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A/n: My second smut!!! Sorry anon about the late delivery I had no inspiration for smut and my mind was blanking out. Hope you'll enjoy!!!

Holy shit it's a new year let's GO!!!

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Marvel Angst Masterlist

This Masterlist includes all of the Marvel angst I have reblogged. The angst will range from very light to heavy depending on the fic. Enjoy.

Updated: 07/17/2021

Marvel Masterlist's

Masterpost

KEY:

Genre: (F) = Fluff, (A) = Angst, (D) = Dark, (J) = Jealousy, (V) = Violence, (H/C) = Hurt and/or Comfort

Trope: (ER) = Established Relationship, (EL) = Enemies to Lovers, (FL) = Friends to Lovers, (FE) = Frenemies, (FD) = Fake Dating, (F/B) = Friends with Benefits, (BU) = Breakup/Already Broken Up, ( C) = Cheating, (UL) = Unrequited Love, (SB) = Slow Burn, (P) = Pregnancy, (BS) = Bed Sharing, (SR) = Super Reader

Type: (AU) = Alternate Universe, (18+) = Mature/NSFW, (HC) = Headcanon

1. Wanda Maximoff

Written by: @aaron-despair

Not your fault (ER, F, A)

Written by: @abimess

It only takes the holidays (AU, A, F): (1) It only takes a commercial - (2) It only takes a pothole - (3) It only takes a lunch - (4) It only takes a party - (5) It only takes a Christmas tree - (6) - It only takes an unexpected visit - (7) It only takes a weird noise - (8) It only takes a fund-raising event - (9) It only takes a starry sky - (10) It only takes a Christmas gift - (11) It only takes a decision - (Epilogue) It only takes a deed

Too familiar, too hurtful (EL, A, F)

Marry me (A, F)

Written by: @aestethick​

Roses (A)

Written by: @allyouthought​

always (F, A)

Written by: @aphrodite-made-me-write-it

Cast A Spell (On You) (AU, A) 

Written by: @badgerfic

the serum (A, V): Part 1

Written by: @buckyssoldat

(UL, A) (1) Not in that way - (2) Gone

Written by: @c-is-writing

gaze into my mind (A, F) 

good enough (A, F) 

Written by: @cantcontroltheirfear​

Odds (AU, A): (1) Another One - (2) I’m Ready - (3) Bar With No Name - (4) That Much Is True - (5) Still - (6) Second to Last Last - (7) Even

Written by: @captainhotch

Cat and Mouse (A) 

Written by: @certifiedskywalker​

Waiting for Home (A) 

Written by: @dancing-the-hellfire-rumba

Je Te Laisserai De Mots (A) 

Written by: @delfiore​

i sunk in all the memories (A) 

better than losing you (ER, A) 

Written by: @desparadowrites

The Very Awful Not Good Bad Day (SR, A) 

Written by: @empyreanwritings

Almost Lost You (FL, A, F) 

Written by: @fallinforevans

you have me (FL, A, F) 

Written by: @forever-your-soldat

(ER, A) (1) Too Much - (2) Her Love 

I Can’t Hurt You (A, V) 

Written by: @frostedfaves

All Too Well (ER, A) 

Written by: @harringtons-imagines

Monster (A, F) 

Written by: @helloalycia

just a kid (ER, A, V, D): [one] - [two]

Written by: @hiiraya

(A, F) (1) one last dance (rewrite) - (2) one last chance (rewrite) - (3) with you

loving you had consequences (rewrite) (BU, A) 

you are my sunshine (rewrite) (A)

Written by: @jabbagabba

La La Land (A): Prologue

Written by: @jbbarnesnnoble

(ER, C, A) (1) Out of Everyone Else - (2) It's Me You're Gonna Miss

Written by: @kingsmanandqueens

Winsome Enigma (A, F) 

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[ladywinterwitch]

On Va Voir

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Avenger! Reader

Summary: During a mission you unexpectedly find a new kink: Steve speaking french.

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex (wrap it tf up), oral sex (f receiving), fingering, language kink (?), a bit of a dom fight between the reader and Steve, 18 + so if you’re under that age you shouldn’t be reading this. You’ve been warned.

Word Count: 3205 

A/n: Just rewatched for the 34868 time  the winter soldier and I’ve never noticed before HOW MUCH of a turn on is Steve speaking french. So yeah, enjoy a bit of smutty Rogers. Also, this is pretty much no plot and total filth.

                                                  (Gif not mine)

You were on a mission with Steve, Natasha, Sam and Bucky. You had been paired with Bucky, while Sam was with Nat and Steve was alone, although you were constantly in contact with your auricular. -We’re inside the ship, front. What’s your position?- Bucky says with a gun in each hand. You followed behind him, with two guns of your own. -We’re in the control room. Working on the informations.- Sam responds. -Steve?- Bucky tries.

-I’m on the roof. And I’m pretty sure I’m not alone. How long have you got?- he asks. -Like, ten minutes, at least. This computer’s older than both of you.- Natasha responds and you can feel the smirk on her voice. You press your lips tightly to not chuckle, Bucky notices and shakes his head.

-Ah, very funny Romanoff.- the blonde sasses back.

-She got you there, oldies.- Sam commented. Bucky grunted with a ‘shut up’. After a few moments you realize that there’s no one in your area, so you lower your guns.

-We should come to you, Steve. We got nothing to do here anyways.- you say, looking at your partner that was still, but didn’t completely put off his guard. -Don’t worry doll, I got it.- but then you hear a gun shot, and glare at Bucky with wide eyes. He looks at you and starts to run. -We’re coming, pal, hold on.- he speaks while running. You both get out to the open and then come up the stairs to the roof.

When you arrive, you see a couple of men already on the ground, and Steve facing another alone. They are one in front of the other and he’s talking. You don’t hear what he says, but you hear Steve response. He drops the shield at his side and then removes his helmet, his hair a little messy. He has the slightest smirk on his face while he speaks. -On va voir.- you hear from the speaker. 'Lets see’. And in that moment something in your stomach shifts. You can’t really place what or why, but you just know that you feel a little too hot in your leather catsuit all of a sudden.

The two start to fight, but it doesn’t take long for the avenger to take him down. You glance at Bucky, who’s just leaning againts the door, with his arms crossed, guns slipped into the belt at his sides. A little knowing smirk playing on his lips. -Jerk.- he says amused. You turn around and see Steve that kicks his shield, making it jump back to his wrist. -Okay guys we have everything. We’ll meet at the quinjet.- Sam says. You clear your throat and look away. -Copy that.- you croak. - You all go back to the avengers tower safely and Tony decides to throw a party. Why? Cause he’s Tony. He didn’t really need a valid reason. So here you were, the day after, finding yourself in front of your full lenght mirror, in your matching blue lacy lingerie, fixing your wavy loose hair and your red lipstick. Normally at this time, especially after a mission, you would’ve all been lazy somewhere, but obviously your teammate couldn’t wait one more day to give you a wild night. Missions usually had as a consequence jet lag, a few bruises to heal, business to take care of and stuff to analyze, so it wasn’t exactly the perfect timing, but fortunately you were able to sleep like a baby the night prior. A particualr help came, indirectly, from Steve which helped your love-me session to end quickly and kick you out to sleep.

You should’ve felt ashamed for that, but honestly you were pretty sure you were not the only one in the world to get off at the thought of the broad and handsome Captain America. The only small detail was that you were his teammate and friend. You had a huge crush on him, but you feel more like a friend vibe from him and that’s okay. It sure avoids problems at work.

You couldn’t stop thinking about that phrase that Steve said in french the day before. It turned you on to no end. You didn’t know why, but the way he said it, with that smugness, his hair all messy and shit. It was just so sexy to you. In any case, the crush was your dirty little secret. Well, not exactly, considering that both Bucky and Natasha had figured out by themselves and Wanda just happened to be reading your mind in the wrong moment. But you trusted them, even if them teasing you about it whenever they had the occasion was beyond embarassing.

You slid into your tight, red bodycon . It was plain, above the knee and had a low cut sweetheart neckline. It was strapless and it hugged your body perfectly. It wasn’t much in your style, but you felt bold that night, also you may or may not wanted to find someone to get laid.

You gave yourself one last look before going down with the elevator. Your black heels were already starting to bother you. You weren’t really a type for parties, but you did it just for the team. And a good drink, yeah. You arrived at the floor and when you stepped out you saw that there were a lot of people, but it wasn’t Tony’s worst. You looked around and saw Sam, Rhodie, Clint and Natasha at the bar, Wanda, Vision, Thor and Maria at the couches, Tony and Pepper talking with a couple of people, and then in a corner near the big window wall, Steve and Bucky.

They were both handsome. Bucky was wearing a grey shirt and Steve a deep blue one. They both had the first few buttons undone and were holding a beer and laughing. The blonde turned his head and saw you. His smile dropped and his gaze wandered on your body, from head to toe. You looked away, kinda embarrassed that you had been caught looking, but a few moments later the two man came to you.

-Y/n! You look great.- Bucky greeted you with a hug. You laughed and hugged him back. -Doesn’t she, Stevie?- he said in a slyly. The captain didn’t took his gaze away from you. -She always does.- he responds with a low tone that made you heat up. -Thanks. You don’t look too bad yourself.- you motioned at the two in front of you.

-Hey doll, care for a drink? We could go to the bar and -the brunette started, but Steve stepped closer. -Sam wants to talk to you, I’ll accompany her.- he says with a small smile. You smiled back and Bucky frowned. -Since when that bird man wants to breathe my same air?- Steve shoot at him a glare and he raised his eyebrows.

-Ooh, yeah, about the.. Uhm.. The mission…- he tries to save himself. Steve relaxes and Bucky starts to walk away. -Alright, catch up with you guys later.- he gives you a thumbs up. Steve looks at you and offers his arm. -Shall we get that drink?- he smirks making you melt. You smile widely and take his offer. -We very much shall.-

-

You soon were joined by the rest of the group and were having fun at the bar. You noticed that Steve never took his gaze off you, but you weren’t certain, considering the amount of alcohol that you ingested. You felt a little claustrophobic at one point so you excused yourself getting up. -Want me to come with you?- Nat asked. You shook your head. -I’m fine babe, just need a little air.- you walked between the people reaching the big balcony.

You went closer to the glass barrier and propped your elbows on the edge, looking at New York City by night. You closed your eyes, breathing deep. -Did you really drank that much?- you open your eyes suddenly, turning back to the voice. Steve was just a few feet away, hands in his pants’ pockets. He was looking at you with a little smile. You mirrored his expression, turning back to the view. The glass door was closed and you were alone.

-Not really. I’m just a little dizzy, and I needed some fresh air, that’s all.- you responded. There were some moments of silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable though. You felt him getting closeer to you, almost too close. So close that you could feel his breath on your neck. -You look so beautiful tonight..- he whispered raising one hand and resting it on your hip. Your breath hitched.

-Maybe it’s the alcohol, even though we both know I can’t really get drunk, or maybe its the way Bucky flirted before, or the way you looked so flustered yesterday on the mission..- he started to caress your waist gently. You were slowly melting under his touch, his hand so warm in stark contrast with the chilly air. You had goosbumps. -But I just can’t ignore how I feel anymore.- he turned you to face him slowly. You locked eyes. -I’ve never wanted someone so bad in my life, and I think that you want me, too.- he paused. You didn’t know what to say. You were completely taken aback by his confession.

-But if I’m wrong, I’m gonna step back right now and I’m gonna stay away.- he continued, with a little of uncertainty. You widened your eyes, laying your hand on his chest. -No- you said quickly. -I do. I want you. God, I want you so bad.- in that moment he grabbed your cheeks with his hands and started to kiss you. It was hungry, fast and messy. You almost didn’t even realize that he placed you against the wall, away from the view of the people. You grabbed his hair with one hand and his shirt in the other.

-I wanna fuck you right now, I don’t care if everyone sees, the team, the other people.- he said kissing your neck. -Steve.. Please- you moaned. He looked at you with the best bedroom eyes he could give. -Please what, baby?- he cooed.

-I need you, please. Let’s.. Let’s go to the bedroom, please I can’t take it anymore- he nodded and you quickly went inside, careful to not be seen by the team you reached the elevator and pressed to your private floor.

You had to keep your cool because you weren’t alone, but when you arrived you ran like teenagers, giggling towards his room. He opened the door and then slammed it shut. You pushed him on the bed and he let himself fall, resting on his elbows while he watches you like you were his prey. What he didn’t know was that joke’s on him.

You stood right in front of him, a smirk playing on your lips, an equally predatory gaze in your eyes. You reached to your side, unzipping the red dress slowly, letting it pool around your heels. You stepped out of the dress, bending to pick it up and in the meantime giving Steve a perfect view of your ass. -Fuck baby girl, blue is definitely your color.- he groaned. You chuckled straddling his lap. His warm hands were on your body in no time, pulling you flush against him kissing you. It wasn’t sweet, at all. It was full of passion, all teeth and tongue and soft bites.

At some point he reached behind your back to unclasp your blue lacy bra, then tossing the garment in some part of the room. He didn’t lose time and quickly attacked one of your breasts with his mouth, while he touched the other with his hand.

-Eager, captain?- you let out a noise that was a mixture between a moan and a laugh. He released your nipple from his mouth locking eyes.

-Excuse me if I can’t resist my urge to worship the goddess in front, oh well actually, on me.- he said smugly making you laugh. You gave him a push on the chest to make him lay down.

-Sweet talker.- you tease him, trailing his neck and jawline with wet kisses. He chuckles a little, his hands travelling on your sides, back and ass.

-What? You think I’m just, saying it? It’s true, y/n. You are stunning.- he says sincerly, making you look at him for a second. You smile and place a sweet kiss on his lips.

-Well, thank you.- you respond and you’re caught off guard when he grabs you by the hips and flips your position, so now he was hovering you. You gasped for the surprise.

-And now I’m gonna show exactly how much I want you.- he smirked and started to pepper your belly and hip bones with open mouthed kisses, and at the same time he slipped off your panties, letting them fall on the ground. And now you were stark naked and totally at his mercy. You moaned and with all the strenght you could find you stopped him. He gave you a confused look.

-First, I think you’re not playing fairly there, captain. Then, I’m gonna tell you exactly what I want. Strip.- you order and he licks his lips, his cerulean, and now glassy, eyes were eating you up. He got up, standing on his knees, and started to unbutton his blue shirt, while you took care of his belt and zip. He took off his pants and boxers in one move.

-Happy now?- he asked amused, resuming his work with his mouth, this time he started from your ankle, going up as he went. You peeked at his hard lenght, tip already glistening with precum and angry red.

-Can say so.- you murmured, laying on your back and enjoying the show of Steve between your legs. Your breath started to hitch when he got closer to your center, but as the teasing bastard that he his, he stopped.

-C'mon Steve, baby, I need you.- you say, throwing out of the window yor dignity. -What do you need? Tell me sweetheart.- he murmurs against your thigh, looking at you. -I’d quite like you to speak French between my legs, captain.- you smirk, biting your lip. His expression was priceless.

-Fuck yes- he groaned spreading your legsmore in front of him. He then smiled mischievously. -Alors c'est ce qui vous a tous énervé hier, uh?- So that’s what got you all flustered yesterday, uh?, his tone was a mixture of teasing and realization. He licked a long stripe from your entrance up to your clit anthat made you almost scream, instead you opted for grabbing his blonde hair with one hand and the snow-white like sheets.

-Can’t really blame me. With your cute messy hair, showing off like that..- you responded mewling, your eyes closed and your head leaned back. He chucked sending vibrations trough your whole body. You clenched instinctively. -Yeah, 'cause I’m good at what I do doesn’t mean that I was showing off, chéri.- a particularly harsh suck on your bundle of nerves got your back arching off the bed and moaning loudly -Steve- 

-Tu aimes ça, chérie?- You like that baby? you moaned when you heard him speak French again.

-Yes, God, Steve right there- you answer struggling to not grind onto his face. He adds two fingers and that knocks the air out of your lungs.

-Tu es si doux. Si mouillé, est-ce tout pour moi, chérie? Mmh cette jolie petite chatte, tout à moi pour jouer- You’re so sweet. So wet, is it all for me baby? This pretty little pussy, all mine to play with. He kept talking in between licks and open mouthed kisses on your clit, his long and thick fingers pumping directrly on your sweet spot.

-Fuck. I..I can’t take it anymore, please..- you pulled his hair slightly and he growled, the vibrations went straight to your core and you felt the coil in your belly tighten. You started to gasp. -You’re close aren’t you? Come on baby, I’ve got you, let go honey- he hummed, back to english, speeding up a little his fingers. With that you came. Hard. You screamed his name arching your back of the bed, the sheets out of place because of your pulling.

He rode you thorough your orgasm, and when he felt you calm down a bit he extracted his fingers, licking them clean. You could’ve cum again just by watching him. But instead, you rose up and pulled him to you, kissing him. You hummed when you felt your taste on his tongue. Your hand reached out to stroke his cock, now even harder than before. He choked out a moan on your mouth. -Baby girl I need to be inside you- you nodded and he replaced your hand with his, stroking his cock a few times, he lined himself with your entrance and entered you with a sharp thrust that took both your breaths away.

-Fuck y/n, baby, you feel so good around me- he hid his face in your neck and you circled his shoulders with your arms. -Please move- you gasped and he complied, starting to move faster. After a while he took your leg putting it on his hip, reaching a deeper spot inside you.

-Oh, Fuck. Yeah, right..ah, right there baby.-you gasped, your nails scratching his strong shoulders. You started to feel his breath getting erratic.

-So beautiful- he murmured in your ear and you felt yourself melt a bit more. -Baby ’m gonna come, I’m so close. Are you with me?- you said kissing him on the lips, the cheek, the jaw.

-Right behind you, love.- the pet name made your heart flutter, but you soon forgot about it when he stated to pick up pace again, then adding his fingers on your clit, and that was it. You orgasmed for the second time that night and he followed a few thrusts later with a loud moan and your name spilling from his plump lips. He ride out both of your releases and then planted his forehead against yours.

-It’s okay, baby.- you murmured scratching the nape of his neck lightly, while he calmed his breath, making him hum approvingly. You looked at his parted lips and closed eyes, his blissed out expression making you smile. A few seconds later he opened his blue pools, smiling back quite shyly. -Hi.- you said softly. -Hi sweetheart.- he responded fondly, caressing your cheek. You stayed there for a while.

Then he got up and cleaned you both with a warm and damp wash cloth, bringing it back to the bathroom then he came back to bed with you. -I don’t really wanna deal with the team tomorrow.- you said with your head on his chest. Your fingers tracing imaginary patterns on his torso, him petting your hair delicately. -Me neither. But even if we don’t say anything they’re gonna find out anyway. We kind of disappeared and never came back.- he chuckled and you laughed with him. -Let’s just enjoy this, for now.- you responded. -Yeah. Everything else can wait.- he kissed your head.

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[astrohnova]

NATASHA ROMANOFF MASTERLIST

s - smut f - fluff d - dark universe

CUANDO EL ABISMO TE DEVUELVE LA MIRADA🌌⚡

[steve rogers x latina!fem!reader x natasha romanoff] d + s

SUMMARY: You are part of an underground group of heroes of New York City under the codename Cheetah. When this group catches the attention of the Avengers, you are demanded to join them in their building. Your sweet little self also steals the attention of two special someones.

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[t-marveland]

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 | natasha romanoff

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings : aucun

Mots : 112

Masterlist

Tu travaillais pour le SHIELD et tu avais été envoyée dans une mission d'espionnage au Mexique. Mais tu avais décidé de retourner en Amérique après la mort de Nick Fury, ton patron. Cela faisait longtemps que tu n'avais pas revu ton amie Natasha. Et maintenant tu étais avec elle dans la voiture et quelque chose en elle avait changé.

❝━ Tu as fait quelque chose à tes cheveux. Dis-tu.

━ Je les ai lissés, (T/P).

━ Ça te va vraiment bien.

━ Je pourrais lisser les tiens aussi. Sourit-elle.

━ Ce serait avec plaisir et j'en profiterai pour en apprendre plus sur ce que tu es devenu depuis tout ce temps.❞

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[nekoannie-chan]

Secretos Capítulo 16: El inicio del equipo

Pareja: Steve Rogers X OFC, Brock Rumlow X OFC.

Palabras: 1269 palabras.

Sinopsis: A veces los secretos pueden ser peligrosos, o una carga muy pesada cuando hay que guardarlos, es lo que Kathleen ha hecho por años. Ella también será la encargada de guiar a Steve Rogers en este siglo; mientras tanto S.H.I.E.L.D. buscará la manera de echar a andar la Iniciativa Vengadores, integrándola como uno de los superhéroes, pero no será el único peligro al que se enfrenten.

Advertencias: Peleas canon, armas.

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Natasha estaba con Barton, quien ya había salido de la manipulación mental de Loki en uno de los compartimientos privados de la nave, él quería saber la magnitud del daño que causó, pero su amiga no creía que fuera conveniente, Kath entró.

— ¿Cómo te sientes? —le preguntó a Clint.

—Confundido —respondió, no podía recordar todo lo que había pasado.

—Anzai, ¿podrías borrarle lo que ha pasado desde que Loki apareció esa noche o hacer algo para que pueda olvidar? —le pidió la pelirroja, la mutante asintió y se acercó, la petición era sencilla de cumplir.

—No, necesito recordar todo lo qué pasó —se negó Clint a la vez que detenía la mano de la chica, Natasha la miró suplicante.

—Puedo hacerlo Romanoff, pero si él no quiere, no creo que sea justo, es decisión de él, no puedo ir en contra de los deseos de las personas, no cuando se trata de su mente —no iba a obligar a nadie ni aprovecharse de sus poderes, Nat suspiró derrotada.

En otra parte de la nave Steve miraba a Tony, no sabía cómo iniciar una conversación con él, a pesar de que Kathleen le había advertido que no esperara que fuese igual a Howard, internamente deseaba encontrar a su amigo en el hijo de este.

— ¿Era casado o tenía familia? —le preguntó Steve para iniciar una conversación.

—Creo que había una violonchelista nada más —contestó el otro, ambos se sentían afligidos, tanto que uno al otro se empezó a echar la culpa de lo ocurrido.

— ¿Acaso es la primera vez que pierde un soldado? —inquirió el rubio, haciendo que el otro se molestara más.

— ¿Así es cómo nos ves? ¿Crees que esa niña es un soldado? No es nada más que una niña con poderes, no somos soldados y no trabajo para Fury —contestó el castaño.

—Yo tampoco trabajo para él, tiene las manos manchadas de sangre, pero ahora lo más importante es detener a Loki —aseguró el supersoldado.

—Loki es una diva, quiere levantar un gran monumento para que lo adoren y necesita una gran fuente de energía ilimitada… —Tony abrió grandes los ojos al caer en cuenta que su Torre serviría para los planes de Loki, Steve pareció entender lo mismo.

De inmediato Tony se fue a arreglar su traje que salió dañado al reparar el motor del Helicarrier, por lo mientras Steve fue a buscar a Kathleen y a Natasha, entró al compartimiento donde estaban los otros, Clint se estaba lavando.

— ¿Alguien sabe volar un jet? —preguntó el Capitán.

—Yo, tengo experiencia en eso —se adelantó el arquero antes de que Kath dijera algo.

— ¿Confían en él? —se dirigió a las chicas, ambas asintieron firmemente para que no hubiese duda alguna—. Entonces pónganse su uniforme, salimos en menos de diz minutos —ordenó.

Las chicas se miraron confundidas porque ellas ya lo traían puesto y todo lo que necesitaban con ellas.

Una vez listos los cuatro se acercaron a uno de los jets y entraron, no iban a esperar a Stark, ya que tenía que llegar lo más rápido posible a su Torre, uno de los técnicos que se encontraba inspeccionando el jet les intentó negar la entrada, el Capitán lo enfrento y los técnicos terminaron saliendo del jet y el equipo se puso en marcha hacia la Torre Stark.

— ¿Han salido a muchas misiones juntos? —le cuestionó Steve a Kath.

—No realmente, ellos solo me entrenaron por separado, bueno, algo así, es complicado, mmm… No hemos tenido ninguna misión juntos, de hecho, ellos sí han tenido varios juntos, las mías son con Brock o sola —respondió.

— ¿Están juntos? —se le hizo raro lo cercanos que eran los otros agentes.

—No sé, no creo —contestó la chica, ella sabía la verdad, había leído sus mentes, pero sabía que no podía decir detalle alguno, si no aparecía en los documentos de la Organización significaba que era secreto.

Antes de que ellos llegaran, Stark encontró al asgardiano en su Torre, tras un intercambio de palabras Loki sacó volando a Tony de la Torre, el multimillonario mandó llamar uno de sus trajes.

Los Chitauris empezaron a entrar a la tierra a través del portal, la gente sorprendida y asustada sin saber que eran esos monstruos, corren despavoridos a refugiarse donde pudieron. Thor llegó a la Torre tratando de hacer entrar en razón a su hermano sin éxito.

Al principio no sabían bien por donde empezar a contraatacar, Tony lo hacía de forma aérea, mientras los demás llegan en la nave, al darse cuenta de la presencia de los demás, Loki lanzó un poder con el cetro provocando un daño el jet, por lo que tuvieron que aterrizar de emergencia a mitad de la calle, los cuatro salieron de la nave y empezaron a deshacerse de los monstruos. Tony preguntó si ya había llegado Banner, aún no lo habían encontrado, al mismo tiempo Loki y Thor seguían peleando.

Kath se separa un poco del grupo para intentar curar a algunas personas heridas, proteger a otras y lanzar bolas de energía contra algunos Chitauris, había mucha confusión, realmente no había un plan de ataque, maldijo mentalmente, se suponía que el equipo STRIKE y el resto de los equipos de la Organización en coordinación con los servicios de emergencia para proteger a los ciudadanos. En otra parte, Natasha y Clint peleaban juntos contra los monstruos.

—Esto me recuerda a Budapest —comentó animada la agente.

— ¿En serio? Yo lo recuerdo muy diferente —lanzó otras flechas.

De pronto el consejo le avisó a Fury que decidieron lanzar un misil para terminar con la amenaza, empezaron a discutir hasta que el director se dio cuenta de que era en vano, corrió hasta la superficie del Helicarrier para intentar detener la nave que lanzaría el misil sin lograrlo, de inmediato le avisó por medio del transmisor a Stark, probablemente era más fácil que él lo alcanzara.

—Kitty, si Stark no logra deshacerse del misil, necesitaré que abras un portal para deshacerte, no pueden echar a perder el plan que tenemos —le ordenó por otro canal de transmisión a Kath para que nadie más supiera.

—Entendido, no queda mucho tiempo, ¿verdad? —cada vez se sentía más cansada, eso significaba que tenía que guardar un poco más de poder para esa emergencia.

—Si en dos minutos no lo logra, ya sabes qué hacer —le indicó, la chica respondió de forma afirmativa.

En el Helicarrier, todos veían atentos por las pantallas lo que sucedía, vieron como Stark logra meter el misil por el portal, pero él se estaba quedando sin energía y el oxígeno empezó a disminuir, al ver que no regresaba, Steve le dio la orden de cerrar el portal a Natasha, ella lo cerró, pero Kathleen abrió otro sin que nadie se dé cuenta para que Stark alcanzará a salir, por lo que parecía que había regresado antes de que cerraran el portal, en el Helicarrier todos empezaron a celebrar, Fury se sentía satisfecho con los resultados, sería más fácil conseguir lo que quería ante el consejo.

Tony los llevó casi arrastrando hasta el local de shawarma, ya no tenían muchas energías para discutir, los dueños del lugar al ver que quienes entraron eran los héroes que habían salvado la isla de esos monstruos no se negaron a atenderlos a pesar de lo destruido que había quedado el lugar. Comieron en silencio, al terminar Natasha y Clint se fueron juntos, Bruce se quedó con Tony quien intentaba calmar por teléfono a una Pepper histérica, Thor fue a donde tenían a su hermano, sentía la obligación de cuidar que no volviera a escapar.

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[stark-lupin]

Photographs (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

Nat x Reader

Idk what this is but it is very sad smh.

Y/F/N = Your Father´s Name. italic is the flashback

 They were gone, your parents. The three of you always were close, they supported you, no matter what. You wanted them back, just so you could spend more time with them again. Your job as Avenger took so much time of your days, and when you had a day off you wanted nothing but sleep.

You feel a hand slip in your, intertwining your fingers. You look up to see the most beautiful green eyes look back at you, your fiancé looked lovingly yet slightly concerned at you. She loved your parents as well. And they loved Natasha like she was their daughter.

You know she´s trying to be strong for you, she knows how much it pains her, so she can´t even imagine the amount of pain you feel.

You get lost in her eyes as you get flashbacks from the day you introduced Nat to your family years ago.

 Your very nervous girlfriend of 6 months comes in the room in a red, lovely, short (not too short), summer dress with flowers on it.  

“Hey, do I look good enough for your parents” she asked, rather anxiously. You pecked her lips softly, while cupping her cheeks, you look her in the eyes and tell her that she looks perfectly fine, no matter what she would wear, your family would love her, you knew it.

After a bit more of you convincing her, you were ready to go. You wore a black top, with a red and black flannel shirt, black ripped jeans and your converse, you weren´t the kind of person to wear shorts. You grabbed your leather jacket and Nat´s hand, gave it a peck and went outside to your car.

The ride to the family barbecue was nice, as usual, the two of you conversed a bit, music always running in the background.

You arrived at your parent´s house just an hour later, arriving exactly at the time you mom told you to. Your other relatives were yet to come, which gave your parents and Nat the opportunity to get to know each other a bit.

You took her hand once again in yours and lead her into the backyard, where your parents were still preparing everything a bit. As soon as you walked in Sammy started to bark. Your beloved Husky, well it really is your parent´s. You patted his head a bit and he turned to Natasha, tail still wagging happily. Natasha bent down and patted him as well.

“Well aren´t you a good, pretty boy huh?” she cooed at him, which caused his tail to wag even more. You smiled and mock offendedly said “And here I was thinking you are MY girlfriend.”. She smiled as well and turned to you, you kissed her forehead and were about to go to greet your parents, as you heard your mother´s voice.

“Y/F/N they´re here! Come outside.” Your dad being the man he is simply asked who, but walked out with your mother, nevertheless.

You met them in the middle, while you expected your mother to greet you instantly with her motherly hug, she turned and greeted Natasha, catching her off guard, but after a moment of realization she hugged back. You and your dad shared a look and hugged as well, you loved his hugs, they always made you feel safe.

Breaking apart your dad told your mother to cool down and let Natasha arrive properly, saying she was probably scaring the poor girl off. Your mother then stopped caressing Natasha´s cheeks and turned to give you a hug, while scolding your father and defending herself that she was just complimenting their daughter´s lover. With a roll of his eyes he chuckled and gave Natasha a gentle hug as well, she returned it immediately, getting that your family is one for those.  

The four of you finished preparing everything and slowly the other parts of your rather big family started to turn up. After a while your cousins arrived with their kids, who were more than happy to see you.

Everyone was being very welcoming to Nat. You both appreciated that, even though you didn´t doubt that one second. Natasha even seemed to enjoy this family gathering, that surprised you a little, not too much.

Everyone chatted happily and time moved fast. Everyone was now gathered on the several sofas, chairs and the floor, around the fireplace, you sat on a sofa with Natasha in your lap and a beer in your hand, taking a swig every now and then. Listening to a story one of the kids told you.

The air started to freshen. The kids now all inside either playing or sleeping. While the adults kept on chatting happily. You noticed Natasha shiver slightly and took off your leather jacket and put it around her shoulders.

Time was still moving on so fast and soon it grew a little quieter, even Natasha got really quiet, cuddled up into you. Deep in a conversation with your father about settling down and starting a family. You would love that, but the world needed you and Natasha so that would have to wait.

“Dad I really think she is the one. Each minute that passes I love her more. I would get her the moon if that is what she wanted. She makes me feel so light and down to earth. She is my safe zone dad, I love her.”. He smiled at you and nodded at Nat. She fell asleep, just like Sammy, who was curled up at your feet.

When you looked at the Russian beauty, she was fast asleep, looking as peaceful as ever. Your dad handed you a blanket and you lied it on top of the two of you. You kissed her forehead and whispered an “I love you” in her hair. And then went back to talking to your family. What you didn´t notice, was that your mom took a picture of you two.

Eventually you grew tired as well and your parents insisted that the two of you should spend the night here. The sofa in the living room was free, big and comfy enough for one night and apparently, they still had few t-shirts and sweatpants and your old favorite hoodie, so you didn´t have to sleep in a jean and a flannel.

After a bit of them convincing you, you agreed and said your good nights, picked Natasha up and carried her inside, she had to sleep very well, because usually she would wake up at that. You laid her on the sofa, got something to wipe off her makeup and did so. Then you changed her into a pair of sweats and one of your t-shirts and tucked her in. After you got changed you joined her. You slung your arms around her, kissed her neck and fell asleep.

 You were broken out of your trance like state, when you felt someone cupping your cheek and wiping away tears, you didn´t realize you shed.

You tried to smile at the person that you loved so much but only managed a pained very little smile. The assassin took your hand in hers yet again and continued to draw patterns on the back of your hand.

After burying them and your very emotional speech, your whole family went to a restaurant to eat. Everyone chatted and several times someone came up to you and hugged you, intentionally making you feel better, but really it just made you miss them more.

You frown after you realized that, meanwhile you were talking to someone who came to you to tell you they´re sorry and whatnot, Nat left your side. Looking around the room you spot the redhead talking to the kid you talked to at the party.

The little boy seemed to tell her a story and Natasha smiled at him the best she could. Nodding every now and then and looking genuinely interested.

You decided to join them, so you went over to where they are stood. You slipped your hand in Nat´s and greeted them. Suspiciously your cousin´s little son ran off after telling Nat to stick to the plan. And not after telling you that you should retie your tie. You tried to but failed miserably.

Natasha saw that you started to grow frustrated and did it for you. When she was done, she kissed your lips, lingering there for a moment, then she pulled away. But you could still feel them. She studied your eyes and then started to make her way over to the exit.

God, she knew exactly that you couldn´t stand to be here for another minute. She led you to your car and got in the driver’s seat. You were beyond exhausted, so you fell asleep rather quickly, thinking you would drive home, which would take some time.

To say it confused you when Natasha woke you up just 20 minutes later was an underestimation. When you looked outside you realized where you were. In front of your childhood home. She got out first, coming to your door to get you out, you were once again in a trance like state. But you managed to pull out of it as you felt the cold January wind hit you in the face.

You walked in; the door already unlocked because Nat went ahead. Sammy, who was a lot older now as well came to greet you. He could tell you were sad. So, he licked your hand, which was just hanging by your side as you stood under the doorframe.

It still smelled like them; everything basically was the way they left it, that means that Nat, who was coming here to feed Sammy and walk him and take care of him every day, did a good job. You would have to thank her for that later.

Meanwhile Nat was here taking care of the Husky, you stayed at the Avengers compound, most of the time on the sofa staring off space. Wanda checked on you, so did Tony and Steve but you just waved them off. Wanda knew what you felt, and it made her sad. But the three of them promised you fiancé to take care of you. Made sure you ate and slept and showered and didn´t let yourself down. They did a relatively good job.

But now you both were here. Alone in a house that feels like home but also strange. You went to find her.

On the sofa was where you found her. She had something in her hands. She looked at you, telling you to take a seat, you did.

A photo album was in her hands. You didn´t know that one though. The two of you opened the book, your mother´s neat handwriting saying, “Happy Marriage”, beneath it both of their handwritings with their signatures.

You teared up, a few tears dropping on the book.

The two of you cuddled up and kept on going through it, picture after picture, most of them were secretly taken of you and Natasha. Some of them with your parents in it. Under many pictures was a little text saying something about the day or the picture.

The very last picture was taken years ago, the two of you on the sofa, cuddled up, sleeping. It was the same night your mother took the other picture outside by the fireplace, that one was next to it.

“Y/N you told me that you think she is the one, your mother and I think the same. We know that Natasha will always love you and protect you. You two belong together. With lots of love, dad” …”Ouch your mom slapped my arm because I didn´t write that we both love the two of you, BUT THAT`S OBVIOUS”. You could almost hear him chuckle after that. You would have laughed at that, if you didn´t feel sobs racking through your body and Natasha´s.

You felt home in her arms, even more in this house. You both cried for a while until you calmed down and started talking about moving into this house and having barbecues here. And doing anything to honour them.

Natasha fell asleep, cuddled up to you, your arms slanged around her, you kissed her neck, told her you love her and fell asleep.

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