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romanoffshouse · 5 months
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Tony: Your giving Natasha a key to your apartment?
Y/N: That's right, I gave her the key to my heart and now I'm giving her the key to my ap-heart-ment.
Tony:
Y/N: [smiles]
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fandomnerd9602 · 15 days
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Agatha and Natasha pause their band practice with Rockstar!Wanda…
Agatha: you good, Wanda?
Wanda: never better why?
Natasha: your latest song is very upbeat not like our usual songs
Wanda: how can I feel down when I’m dating Y/N? They make me feel so alive!
Y/N walks in with coffees for everyone…
Y/N: hey gals, I got you all coffee
Agatha: Wanda, marry Y/N!
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anyaeras · 2 days
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❥・Girlfriend!Natasha head cannons
[since y'all loved the Wanda ones, feel free to send me ideas these are so fun]
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Masterlist
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❥・she would always braid your hair if you asked her too, she often put her own hair in braids as well.
❥・Sometimes she had nightmares, when she had them she just wanted you to lay with her, no words needed to help her calm.
❥・she was very protect of you, never letting anyone pick on you, or even get in a 5ft radius of you.
❥・she would train you in light hand to hand combat, not because she felt you needed to know but it was a bounding experience.
❥・She was the driver, no matter where you guys went she always wanted to drive, and you never minded.
❥・She couldn't cook or Bake for the life of her but if you cooked for her she would deeply appreciated it.
❥・Russian was her first language, sometimes even if you couldn't understand it she just needed to speak it and you just would nod along.
❥・Natasha wasn't always a great communicator. Sometimes when she was upset or mad it was best to let her calm down and express herself when she felt ready, no need to push her.
❥・she loved the outdoors and exploring with you, doing thinks like camping and hiking trails.
❥・she would always share her hoodies with you, but she would also take your hoodies. Sharing clothes always
Nsfw :
❥・she was a top, she didn't like being under anyone. Besides she loved being the dominant one
❥・Russian pet names, whenever she was letting you please her she would let out soft moans of "да детка" "дорогой" "моя девушка"
❥・she had a praise kink, she loved that you would tell her how good she made you feel "thank you Tasha" "you're doing so well for me" the words made her fold
❥・sometimes she wanted angry sex, to get you both mad she would pick a fight just so that she could then fuck you oh so hard.
❥・Natasha loved when you were vocal, moaning loud so that the whole compound could hear how you were hers.
❥・shower sex. Going at it with the hot water running down your bodies was such a turn on for the two of you both. Throwing you against the wet wall as she pounded into you.
❥・She had a knife play kink, she would never hurt you and you both knew it, but watching her threaten to was always fun.
❥・she would always punish you for being a brat, she wanted you to know who you belong to. (Possessive Nat.)
❥・she loved to have your mouth between her thighs sometimes, her hand in your hair as she guided you to give her head.
❥・Natasha is a tease, she would slyly make movements or comments just because she knew they would turn you on, and then do nothing else to help you get off.
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Left Behind and Bleeding
Summary: you’ve been feeling forgotten all week when your period shows up you just want to curl up and hide. Will your girlfriends look after you this time?
TW: Angst, periods, being forgotten, anxiety, feeling left out, abandonment issues, self-doubt, mentions of drug use, teasing
Words: 1.2K
A/n: it’s that time of the month when I hit you with another period fic lol. Sorry it’s a bit short. Also … I may be projecting again … maybe hehe.
It had been a bad few days to say the least. To start off you had plans to hang out with Natasha, but she got given a last-minute mission, so you had to postpone. Which would have been fine on its own, but it seemed yo have sparked a pattern.
All week people had been cancelling on you, having some reason or another that seemed valid at the time but looking back made you overthink.
Wanda had some people she needed to visit, and you understood. But everyone seemed to be prioritising other things. Even your mother wasn’t answering your calls. Leading you to believe she was either dead or ignoring you.
On the fourth day of having nobody to hang out with in the usually very busy tower, you were getting fed up.
Your mind had been trying to spin a story that everyone simply didn’t like you. That they would rather hang out with other people and that you really didn’t have anyone in your corner.
Of course, you had been fighting the notion for days now, but it was getting harder to ignore as people continued to have bigger, better things to do without you.
Nat had gotten back from her mission and had immediately gone to do some training and after you caught her watching a movie with Clint. You had moped around your room all afternoon, feeling like you were a B-list avenger at best.
Your mind had convinced you that nobody cared and so you had spent the afternoon crying alone in your room.
When dinner came, it seemed everyone had returned. Something you had not been counting on, so your eyes were still red and puffy when Jarvis announced dinner.
In a panic you threw on some sunglasses in an attempt to keep the others from finding out.
Yet it had simply orchestrated a point of teasing for the whole meal. Everyone wanted to know why you were wearing them, but you kept your head down and tried to seem cheerful.
Sam was trying to convince people that you must have been high, while wanda could practically hear your loud thoughts from the other end of the table. Her and Nat exchanged expressions when you got up from the meal not even halfway through.
Feeling awful you almost cried when you got back to your room to discover your period had started.
Life seemed to be throwing more than a few curveballs at you, it was throwing the full field.
You stuck in a pad and threw on some warm pjs before crawling under the covers and letting a few tears fall while your breathing evened out.
Wanda had finished her dinner around the same time as Natasha had so, they had met up in the kitchen while washing their dishes.
“Wanda?” Nat asked from where she was drying her plate off.
“Yeah?” Wanda asked, her hands covered in suds.
Nat chewed her lip for a second before carefully selecting her words. “Was there … anyone off with Y/n these last few days?” Nat asked.
“I don’t know why?” Wanda said and Nat frowned.
“What do you mean ‘I don’t know’ werent you here?” Nat said.
“No? I told you I was visiting friends for a few days.” Wanda said.
“Oh my god.” Nat said feeling bad. “Did we both ditch her for a week?”
“No? I mean surely, she had the others to hang out with. Right?” Wanda said.
“Jarvis?” Nat called to the ceiling.
“Yes, Ms Romanoff what can I do for you?” The AI responded.
“Who in the past week has cancelled plans with Y/n?” Nat asked.
“In the past week I believe each of the avengers have been either ‘too busy’ or had ‘other plans’ to spend time with Ms L/n.” Jarvis said.
“Oh god.” Wanda said. “Jarvis? What has Y/n been doing this past week?”
“Ms L/n has spent most of her time in her room. Either sleeping or crying. She also has been avoiding everyone for the last half of the week.” Jarvis said and Wanda and Natasha’s hearts broke.
“We are the worst girlfriends ever.” Wanda said feeling awful.
“We should go check on her.” Nat agreed and the two of them headed for the lift.
When they stood outside your bedroom door Natasha hesitated for a second.
“What if she doesn’t want to see us?” Nat asked.
“Im sure she will, it’s Y/n. She may be sad but her hearts still twenty-four carat.” Wanda said and Nat nodded and knocked.
When no response came, she gently opened the door. Making out a Y/n shaped lump in the bed she entered and quietly walked over to your side.
Wanda took note of the chocolate wrappers on your bedside table and the hot water bottle you had cuddled up to.
You had seemingly used your powers to heat up the water-bottle and your brow was creased in pain.
“Nat?” Wanda said and Natasha nodded.
“I see.” She said.
Wanda sighed and slipped into bed behind you. Gently playing with your hair as Nat went to search for some pain medicine for you, knowing that you wouldn’t have taken any yet.
Wanda rubbed slow circles on your back and brushed a hand onto your cheek.
“Y/n baby, can you open your eyes for me my love?” Wanda asked softy. You let out a small whimper and Wanda’s heart melted.
“Wands?” You asked in a small voice.
“Yes, baby its me.” She said pressing a featherlight kiss to your cheekbone.
“Hurts.” You said softly and she nodded.
“Natty’s gone to get you some medicine.” Wanda said just as Natasha walked back in with some pills and a glass of water.
“Here you go my sweet girl.” Nat said as wanda helped sit you up, leaning into her side.
Nat passed you the medicine and you took it without protest, telling both girls just how bad you were really feeling.
“I’m sorry we weren’t here my love.” Nat said brushing a curl from your cheek.
“That’s ok. You had important things to do.” You mumbled into Wanda’s chest where you had buried your face.
“Baby girl, nothings more important than you.” Wanda said stroking your hair.
“Why don’t we put on a movie, and you can try and get some sleep ok?” Nat said gently and you nodded, shuffling over to make room for her on the bed.
Wanda used her magic to open the small mini fridge in the room and floated a pint of your favourite icecream and three spoons over.
“I got this for you before I left my love.” Wanda said with a smile passing you a spoon.
Natasha slipped in beside you and Wanda, passing you the remote you put on an episode of Parks and Recreation as you began to eat some icecream and cuddle.
After a few spoonfuls Nat stole the container, Afterall you have been making a mess. There was even icecream on your nose which wanda softly kissed away, making you giggle as you begun doze in the presence of your two amazing girlfriends.
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ageofevermore · 10 months
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BLACK TEE
SUMMARY — natasha spends all morning looking for her favorite black t-shirt that you stole weeks ago
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You had no idea what had sent your girlfriend into such a frenzy, but walking into her apartment alarmed you that something was up. The ruckus only got louder and louder the farther you stepped into the home, until you found your girlfriend sprawled out on her bedroom floor with clothes surrounding her. Her eye was still bruised over from the last mission she was called away on, and her side was still bruised up from the assault of the weapons backfiring. Nonetheless, she looked perfect.
“Everything okay down there?” You asked, watching as Natasha rolled over onto her stomach and once again began pulling random shirts out from beneath her bed. The red scratch marks littering her back were all from you, and a blush spread over your cheeks as you took in her bare appearance. You could do as much damage as a battlefield.
“I’m trying—” She huffed, pulling out yet another black t-shirt that had been crumpled into a ball, probably having never been worn because of the messy state of not only Natasha’s room, but her life at the moment. “I’m trying to find my one black t-shirt. Not the ribbed one.”
You raised your eyebrows, looking down at the shirt clinging to your own torso. Natasha had too many black t-shirts, you’ve told her a million and three times, but she always shushed you with the justification that she could identify each one by a single trait she didn’t like, and it almost never failed her. The specific t-shirt she’s looking for is your favorite, and you’ve been playing a long pawn to finally steal it. It was big on you, and it was soft, and it smelled like the perfect mix of your girlfriend's favorite things; the salt of the ocean, her perfume, the fabric softener you used when you did her laundry after a battle, and your perfume from the beginning of the day. If she had looked up at you when you entered, she would have realized it was hers immediately due to the oversized fitting, but she was too much in a trance to even pay you any attention.
“The one Maria got you for christmas?” You played into her antics, getting down on your knees beside her head so you could scour through her dresser. You felt her hair move against your thigh in confirmation, and you laughed softly. “Why do you want that specific one? You just pulled out an identical one.”
“The one I’m looking for is softer.” She mused, “You washed it with the fabric softener last time you were here. After Clint almost got blown to bits..” Your heart swelled knowing that she paid enough attention to what you did for her to know you spent hours washing her clothes after she went to bed because you couldn’t sleep, still on edge about how you could’ve lost her this time. She had come to find you just after one, but you had already folded her clothes and put them away before she corralled you back to bed sleepily herself.
You squealed when suddenly your body was tackled to the floor, pinned beneath Natasha’s body and her smiling face was above yours. You giggled as her fingers moved against your hips, digging into the shallow dips of your hips, knowing that was where you were the most ticklish. “You have it on!” She taunted, “We were looking for a shirt you have on! When did you take it?”
“When I washed it. It’s my favorite.” You added nonchalantly, nuzzling your nose up into the collar of the shirt and smiling at Natasha, even though he couldn’t see your mouth beneath the soft black cotton. “Smells like you.”
Natasha lowered her nose to yours, pulling the shirt away from your mouth and putting her lips on yours. The two of you fit together perfectly, and even though Natasha spent hours looking for that soft black shirt, she didn’t have the mind to strip it from your possession.
“Looks better on you anyways, baby.”
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wandasaura · 5 months
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peppering soft kisses all over natasha’s face as she sleeps, laying down on her chest and quietly singing happy birthday in her ear until she starts to wake up, smiling down at her as you brush away strands of messy red curls that fall in front of her eyes, hardly minding when her heavy limbs wrap around your waist and keep you flush against her. making sure everything is perfect and simple for her, because she’s never liked to make her birthday a big deal, but you do as much as she’ll allow you to. laughing at the counter as she holds your hips while you make her favorite breakfast, talking about yelena and her time in ohio, recapping on some of her worst and best hair styles. you know she hates singing happy birthday over a big cake, but you shove forty candles on one anyways and serenade her softly — just the two of you. the only light in the room comes from the slowly burning wax, and the reflection of the flames in her eyes tell you everything you need to know about how she’s feeling. she doesn’t need to say anything, her smile says enough. opening presents sitting cross legged in bed, matching christmas pajamas because as much as she puts up a front, you know she secretly loves finally having this domesticated peace she never thought she’d find. falling asleep in her arms, knowing she’s still awake and thinking about the day as you lay against her, but it doesn’t matter to you because for once somebody showed her love the way she deserves, and you’ll do it every single year without fail.
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incorrectquotesmcu · 7 months
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Jennifer: You’re giving Natasha a key to your apartment?
Y/N: That’s right, I gave her the key to my heart and now I’m giving the key to my ap-heart-ment.
Jennifer:
Y/N: [smiles]
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romanoffs-widow · 8 months
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"So, girlfriends?"
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Sum: While having a friendly dinner, Wanda walks in on you and Nat having some fun.
Warnings ⚠️ : Mentions of kissing, partial nudity? (that's it?)
A/N: I'm back! And with another excellent (💀) fic I think you'll all enjoy ;]
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3rd person pov
Wanda Maximoff is your best friend in the whole universe. With the exception of your girlfriend Natasha Romanoff, of course. You love them both more than anything.
Which is why it stings when you see the way Nat looks at her. You can tell she has a big crush on her, which you admittedly also have on the brunette. But that doesn't mean you'd do anything, and hopefully, your girlfriend won't either. She is your best friend, after all.
Since you moved into your apartment together, you have caught Nat constantly checking Wanda out, as if she were you. You want to confront her about her obvious crush on her, but what if she notices the way you look at Wanda, too?
After considering all the scenarios in your head, you decide that the only way is to be in a throuple with them both. You've never tried it before, but you've also seen the way Wanda looks at Natasha. You try and see the way she looks at you, hoping she likes you too, but you just don't see it.
You told yourself if the opportunity ever does rise, you'll take them both, but for now, you'll stare at her from across the dinner table, like right now.
In the first month of living together, Tasha decided that you and your friends should have a (whenever possible) monthly dinner. Yelena and Kate sat together, you and Nat sat together too, and Wanda sat opposite you and Nat. Yelena was telling some story to Kate and Nat, and you and Wanda were just pretending to listen.
Wanda wore her black dress as you wore your green one, just like you and her coordinated your outfits to match. Natahsa wore her favourite velvet suit, Kate wore a red one, and Yelena wore a black dress.
You watched Wanda smile and blush as Nat said something toward her in the conversation they were having.
Y/n pov
God, she looks so gorgeous tonight. And with the rings on her hands- I'm definitely falling for her. I feel something rest on my thigh, and my breath hitches. I look down to see Nat's hand resting there. She looks at me, and I smile back as she continues talking to Wanda.
We all finished our food, which luckily Wanda helped us out with. She is the best cook I've ever known. Not being able to take it anymore, I take the plates out into the kitchen, and Nat follows behind me.
"You alright, maylsh? You've been acting strange all evening." I sigh. "Please, Nat, I can't take it anymore!" She cocks her head to the side, confused. I walk down the hall, my hand tight around her wrist. I open our bedroom door, close it, pin her up against it, and smash my lips hastily onto hers.
She chuckles at me. "Oh? So this is what you've been strange for? Couldn't wait another couple of hours, could you?" I shake my head aggressively "Baby you know we can't do it with those three out there. That's my sister!" Almost whining, I beg her to do it quickly. She soon caves at the sight of me.
We kiss for around 5 minutes, and suddenly, I see Wanda standing at our doorway, looking as if she stopped mid scentence. "Oh, sorry, I- um- we didn't know where you were since you weren't in the kitchen. I'll be going now."
She turns around to leave, but I get up and tap her shoulder. She spins around back to me, and the next thing I know, I end up kissing her. I hear Natasha gasp. As I pull away, I see a very red Wanda standing in front of me. I push her onto the bed next to Tasha and close the door.
Just as I sit on the bed, all of us now in our underwear and bras, I hear the familiar Russian accent coming from down the hall. "Where are you guys? If you don't hurry up, I'm going to start the movie without you three!" Natasha laughs as she grabs her suit from off the floor and starts putting it back on. As Natasha goes to leave, I give her a quick kiss on those swollen lips of hers.
Wanda looks at me with something new in her eyes. "How long have you liked me for Wands?" I ask, very curious to know the answer. "Since the first month, we were friends." She looks down sheepishly.
"Oh my poor baby, I'm sorry that I didn't notice it before. But Nat and I have liked you for quite some time, even if she hasn't talked about it, I'm 99% sure she does." She nods, helping me zip up my short dress.
She trails kisses up my neck, and I let out a groan as she sucks on the sweet spot of my neck. "Wanda, we can't right now, Nat is gonna kill us if she misses out on this." She sighs, hugging my waist from behind. "I know, I've just wanted to do that for so long. But now we've gotta act normal for Lena and Kate right?"
I look at her with apologetic eyes through the mirror. "It's okay y/n/n. They'd ask questions otherwise." I nod as I turn around to hug her. I hear my notifications go off.
My one and only 🫶🏻: hey baby. I told them that you felt a bit sick and Wanda is helping you out. Just bc they were asking questions xx
I texted her back with a quick okay and thank you before dragging Wanda out of the bedroom.
When we get to the couch, I see Nat sitting next to Lena, who's cuddling Kate, and a space for Wanda, and I.
1 hour later...
"Bye, guys! Thank you for coming! See you again next month!" You hear Nat shout out as you wake up cuddled into Wanda's side. You look up at her to see her still asleep. It makes you feel all gooey inside like it does when you look at Tasha.
You see the stunning redhead walk back in and you smile at her. "So..." you trail off, waiting for her to say something. "So." She sits back down on the other side of Wanda, cuddling into her other side, giving her forehead a quick kiss before putting her head into a comfortable position. "Earlier was...brilliant." I giggle.
"I've seen the looks you've given her for months. For a while, it hurt, knowing you liked my best friend, but then I realised that you never stopped looking at me like that either. For a while, I thought about what I could do about it, and I decided to just let it go. But then she caught us, and I was (and still am, by the way) desperate, and I knew we both liked her, so I just went for it...and here we are."
She nods gently, with a smile on her face. "Well, detka, if it's okay with you, I'd like Wanda to be our girlfriend?" I stop breathing for a second. "Of course it's okay, Tasha. As long as Wanda is happy, I'm happy." She takes my hand and holds it on top of Wanda's stomach. "Same here y/n/n."
"And here." I hear a croaky voice choke out. As if in sync, Tasha and I both look up at the same time to see Wanda rubbing her eyes with a very wide smile and lots of blush on her face. We both sit up to make Wands more comfortable. I kiss her cheek and Nat does the same. We all laugh uncontrollably.
"So, girlfriends?" We all look at each other with smiles on our faces "Girlfriends."
"That's great but I think you owe Wands and I some sex." Nat rolls her eyes and chuckles, putting us both on either hip and taking us to our room.
Let's just say not a single one of us could walk for a week after that...
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glupshirto · 7 months
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Wrenwolf brainrot sketch dump 💪🏻
Wanting to draw something more fruity but not sure if I have the technical skill to get it right
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lesbian-deadpool · 2 years
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Y/N: You’re pretty, and you’re smart, and you’ve been ignoring me, so you’re obviously my type.
Natasha: I’m sorry, what were you saying?
Y/N, whispering: Perfect.
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gaysuperheroes · 2 years
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Wanda: Fight me!
Natasha, standing behind her and holding a knife: *mouths* Do not.
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fandomnerd9602 · 14 days
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Rockstar!Natasha knocks on Rockstar!Wanda’s door…
Natasha: hey lovebirds, we got-
Wanda opens the door, wearing only Y/N’s shirt…
Wanda:
Natasha: (giggles) we can wait an hour
Wanda: thank you Nat
Wanda goes back inside and right back onto Y/N’s lap…
Wanda: now…where were we?
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For @lifespectator e
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Conversation
Rooster: I am begging you - don't run away. You and Bob have something so rare, so powerful! Don't chicken out now.
Phoenix: "Don't chicken out"? He cheated!
Rooster: Get over it. It was years ago! With some slutty friend of yours! A friend, incidentally, that you're not even mad at. And you know why? Because you don't actually care. You love Bob so much you forgave him the second you heard, and that's what scares you.
Phoenix: You have no idea how I feel. No idea!
Rooster: Yes, I do. I've been in your shoes. You know what? It scared the hell out of me too.[about Hangman] What if he hurt me? What if he left me? What if he died?! It would have been the end of me. So I cut it short, before he ever could. And you know what? It was the biggest mistake I ever made. And you're making the same mistake right now, and I'll be goddamned if I'm going to sit by and watch. You've got to risk love, Natasha! I didn't and look at me! I'm a lonely ghost of a man. It doesn't mean that you're never going to get hurt, but the pain you feel will never compare to the regret that comes from walking away from love. And from someone who's felt a lot of both, trust me, pain beats regret every day of the week and twice on Sunday. Don't run away. Don't do it.
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inkblot-inc · 1 year
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Natasha and Wanda getting Jaws stickers to decorate their water bottles special. Knowing if they do something just for them Jaws won’t repeat the biting incident. Especially if there are Black Widow and Scarlett Witch stickers involved.
After that incident for sure, I see you and I raise you this scenario instead:
Jaws doesn't put the stickers on themselves because "why am I putting stickers on a water bottle?", so when Natasha and Wanda get them their water bottles, they stick the stickers on themselves as a "These stickers reminded me of you baby," or "I picked them out for you to have, gup" when in reality they know Jaws wouldn't destroy something Nat or Wanda did for them.
cunning, but effective *taps left temple*
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proudsilkies · 10 months
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Kate And Natasha play Heads Up.
*Kate, Yelena, Natasha, and Wanda having a double date night playing a game to kill time until their dinner reservation*
Kate: Can I be spread or squirted?
Natasha: You have to pick one or the other.
Kate: Can I be squirted?
Natasha: Yes.
Kate: Am I a waffle?!
Natasha: No, you don't squirt waffles.
Wanda: Ladies, we're already late for our dinner reservations...
*Kate and Natasha look up seeing that Wanda and Yelena are no longer sitting at the table*
Kate: Hey, you took your card off your forehead before you guessed what you were.
Natasha: That's against the rules.
*Wanda mutters*: I can read minds.
*Natasha to Kate*: Am I a gas?
Kate: No, you're big! Gasses aren't big.
*Yelena frustrated and hungry*: You guys wanna make out with us??
*Wanda nods in agreement with enthusiasm*
Natasha: A gas can occupy a big space.
Kate: Yeah, but the gas itself isn't big. My turn. Am I a fruit?
*Wanda and Yelena share a look that means neither of their dumb competitive girlfriends will return until they have this silly game settled and then leave the room together*
Natasha: On what planet are there squirt-able fruits?
Kate: ...A planet I wanna live on.
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*Bonus*
*Several hours later*
*Natasha tiredly*: Am I a balloon?
*Kate dejectedly*: No. Am I a tissue?
Natasha: No. Am I dirt?
Kate: No.
Natasha: Will you kill me?!
Kate: No.
*After a mission, Carol, Monica, and Kamala return late to the Avengers Tower common room. They find Natasha and Kate still playing the game*
Kate: Am I a finger puppet?
Natasha: No.
Kate: Am I a thermometer?
Natasha: No. Am I the French Revolution?
Kate: I don't even know what that is.
Carol: What are you guys doing?
Kate: We've been playing this game for 5 hours! We can't stop until one of us wins!
*Monica and Carol share a look and smirk at each other. Monica pointing at Kate*: You're "cheese".
*Carol pointing at Natasha*: You're "big toe".
*Kate and Natasha both yell in frustration, grab new cards, and start to question each other as The Marvels walk away laughing*
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wandasaura · 5 months
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𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦,
𝘸𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺
⧗ 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟹𝚛𝚍, 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟺 — 𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟼𝚝𝚑, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 ⧗
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