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scarletlizzard · 2 months

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Hooray for 500!! 🎉 You deserve that and more!

5 or 58 for either Nat or Wanda…dealer’s choice! Thank you!!🙏

5 & 58

104 Dialogue Prompts

Paring: natasha x reader (don't think I used pronouns)

Tags: mentions of violence/guns, blink and miss it angst, fluff

A/N: Thank you anon 🥳 You're the best, thanks for the request! I just did both and chose Nat ❤️

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Okay, so you fucked up. You definitely should've waited for backup.

Your feet stumble over each other on the broken road, gunfire from behind you willing you to move faster. Around you, a marketplace crowded with people, innocent people. In your hand, a powerful agent in a small vial, strong enough to wipe out the entire city.

"On your left," you finally hear on the comms. You let out a sigh of relief as you look back to see a truck coming through.

You see Natasha leaning out the window of the backseat passenger side, arms ready. "Y/N! Take my hand," she calls to you, the truck driving next to you as you run.

You reach out to her, making eye contact with the widow. Usually, you would see a look of annoyance, you were surprised to see her green eyes filled with worry. Brows pushed together as her face wavers with fear.

"Take my hand!" She calls again, and this time you jump up, letting her grab you. Natasha pulls you into the truck as Sam cheers from the drivers seat with a "Hell yeah!" While you sit in the backseat with Natasha, bullets littering the back of the truck.

Your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath, laughing along with Sam in relief. Natasha only moves away from you, seemingly shaken up.

***

As the truck pulls up to the safe house, you hand the vial to Sam after the three of you get out. "I'll get this bad boy locked up," he nods and pats your shoulder to which you wince. Natasha frowns at you when he walks away.

"What the fuck was that?" She says, pushing you. Your back hits the door of the truck.

"Easy!" You wince again, groaning at the sharp pain from your shoulder blade.

"No, you could've died!" Natasha yells back in your face. "You could've died..." She says in a softer tone, tears welling in her eyes.

"Nat..." You mumble, reaching out to her. She slaps your hand away. Pushing you again. And again. She hits your chest, letting the tears fall down her cheeks.

"You don't get to just, make someone care about you, and then-then do stupid shit like that!" She cries, and you stand there shocked. You had never seen the widow this upset, let alone in an incident involving you.

"I didn't think you cared that much... you don't act like it," you say, reaching your hand across your body to hold your shoulder. Natasha sighs, looking to your face, studying your soft eyes and bruised cheek.

"Because of this exact reason. I try to stay away, and I try not to care. But you're so fucking..." She's at a loss for words, and instead of trying to find the right ones, she grabs your face in her hands and kisses you.

Her lips are soft and wet, salty from her tears. You wrap your arms around her middle and pull her closer, deepening the kiss. The kiss you had wanted since the first day you laid eyes on her. She pulls apart only a little, her forehead resting on yours as her lips hover over your lips.

"Don't do something so stupid again," Natasha sighs, and you nod in response. You press your lips to hers again, mumbling out an apology.

"You're in a lot of pain, aren't you?" She says.

"Yep," you groan and smile as she laughs and wipes her face. Her hand rests on your cheek for just a second longer before she takes your hand.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

"Wait, does this mean I can kiss you again or... was that like a one-time thing or..." You trail off, raising your eyebrow.

"You're insufferable... Yes, you can kiss me again," Natasha says in a serious tone, but the smile on lips tells you all you need to know.

#marvel #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #natasha x fem!reader #natasha x gn!reader #short one shot #500 followers

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theangelcatalogue · 21 days

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WHAT'S WRONG? || YANDERE FRANCIS X READER! || ★!

★ - Romantic or Platonic(?)!

★ - Gender Neutral reader!

★ - One shot!

★ - Before we start: Idk why i did this, but i saw fics of him, and people going crazy over him, so why not?? I don't even write for that's not my neighbour, but i love the game! So let' go! Also sorry if is confusing! My mind is kinda tired and idk why i wrote this at 1AM(Is i wrote this at 1AM, remade some parts and posted it at 2AM) (Pls check Tw before reading it! <3)

★ - TW: YANDERE, DOPPELGANGER, BLOOD, BAD ENGLISH, BAD GRAMMAR AND MADE BY A MINOR!!! PLEASE TELL ME IF I MISSED SOMETHING!!!

˚๑ ✦ Y/N!!! ✦ ๑°

・・・ ★ ・・・

︶ ꒷ ︶ ꒷ ꒦

Just a normal day in work!

This work is not that bad, i mean, i have to focus in every single neighbor, check some papers and be careful because some of than can be actually doppelgangers that will kill me and the persons that live here? Yeah-

But is guess i am getting used to it! And some neighbors are really nice! And others are just weird and rude! But what i can do? People are like that!

It's kinda weird that no one is showing up now, but i can have some time to rest now! Just me, a good coffee and my jornal/book(it can be a jornal or a book!)

Now i am just reading, waiting for anyone, i mean the today's list is short today! Lucky me i guess? I get kinda focused in the reading, the content is kinda depressing and boring, but is what i have for now

" Hello Y/n. "

I heard someone saying, Oh! I can't forget this voice!

" Francis! Tired as always? Well, let's see if you are in todays list! "

I said not taking the eyes of my jornal/book, i am lucky that Francis is the one who showed up! He is kinda nice! Just a tired guy but hey! He is a hardworker!

" Sounds good for me. Here is my entry request and ID "

I could notice him giving the papers, now i notice his hand is kinda dirty and his voice is kinda off, more tired than usual...

" Oh! Thanks- "

I respond him finally taking my eyes of the book, now i can see Francis better let's say, he is covered in a red liquid with a weird smell

It is what i am thinking? Oh yeah! A doppelganger! But i never thought a doppelganger would commit a error like that, why blood...? Some are a missing eye, others just say peach and others are a long neck and etc, what if is not a doppelganger...?

" What's wrong Y/n? Something wrong about the papers? "

He says noticing that i am kinda nervous, i just pick the papers and the clickboard as usual, first thing to question?

His looks.

" Francis! What happend? You are corvered in...what is that? Can you explain? "

Francis just looks at his outifit and then back at me, the same tired look, but something about the way he looks at me is different, i can't tell what is

" Oh this? It's a new milk! Scarlett Milk! It's a Milk with Red coloring, and Yes, it's food coloring! Not used in clothes... "

" Really Francis? So tell me! How did you got corvered in...Scarlett Milk...? "

He was getting tired of me questioning i guess, okay, i have three options!

1. It's really a milk with food coloring

2. It's a doppelganger

3. Francis is a killer or just got crazy

Please let it be 1-

" Accident at work. Just that, can i go in? "

He asks me looking at me deep at the eyes, i feel like he is judging all my sins, i break the eye contact and look at the Red button and then at the phone

Should i call the police or my boss?

" Look Y/N, i am really tired, just let me in, so i can go take a shower and rest. Maybe after you are done, you can go to my room, drink some coffee together! I heard is your favorite drink, what about a coffee with milk uh? "

He says to me, i think he is getting impatient

OH REALLT Y/N L/N!? DON'T TELL ME

" I- "

" Come on darling. "

He gets closer to the window, supporting his one of his arms in the glass

" Let. Me. In "

✦ - NOTES!!!

✮ " Sky wtf was that? " I DON'T KNOW LOL ✮

✮ The fandom go crazy about him gosh ✮

✮ Okay should i write for TNMN??? ✮

✮ Anyways have a good day my loves! <33 ✮

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simping-for-joe · 2 months

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True Terror

Leon Kennedy X Reader

When making a choice, he always thinks of you

(This is just some super quick thing but I think there is a lot of potential for angst in Infinite Darkness, I mean they thought Leon died at one point. I just like Infinite Darkness, my comfort show fr)

Leon's thoughts have been heavy and complicated since everything with Jason and Shen mei. Mainly what to do about the computer chip, it felt like a heavyweight in his pocket.

Especially after both Jason and Shen mei's deaths. He hated that he found himself here again, choosing between protecting the government and doing what should be the easy and right choice. Maybe he was just too tired to make the choice right now, he opened his apartment door and heard you gasp out in shock.

"I'm home..." He greets you with a nervous smile cause he knows he's been gone far longer than he told you he would be. You immediately hug him tightly, tears in your eyes. "Shh... I know I'm sorry..." He says softly as you hug him tightly. That night you refused to let go of him, afraid if you did he would simply disappear like a dream.

As you slept next to him, Leon's hands gently ran through your hair. His thoughts are back on the chip, back on Jason's final words, and everything he's been through. He was just happy to be back home with you, and it reminds him. He needs to protect the people he loves first and foremost, in any way he can.

He looks at the chip in his hand as Claire holds out her's waiting for him to give up. She smiles as she waits, Leon shakes his head.

"I can't," he simply says. He has to protect Claire, but more importantly you.

"What?" The woman in red looks at him in disbelief and a little confused. He takes a deep breath as her anger rises. "So what? You do your things your way and I do it mine?" She asks upset. Leon unable to form any words his throat tight nods. "Okay fine..." She begins to walk away upset before she turns. "Like I said before that outfit doesn't suit you." Claire declares before storming off.

Leon turns away to head back up the path when his phone goes off. He opens it to see a text from you. A small bittersweet smile forms on his lips. Your still safe, and one day he wouldn't have to worry about that. Just not today.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #resident evil #fanfic #x reader #resident evil infinite darkness #leon kennedy infinite darkness #angst #some comfort #short one shot #no use of y/n

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amildartist · 15 days

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Chaggie | Kissing

Prompt given by @tw7mint7

Crossposted on AO3 here.

Vaggie couldn’t help but sigh at the Charlie bundle on their bed. She had turned for a moment to close their bedroom door but that single moment was long enough for her girlfriend to weasel her way under their blankets and create a cocoon. Charlie’s face, flushed and drenched with tear tracks, peeked out at the top. Where their blanket was wrapped around her head, wild strands of blonde hair stuck out and stuck to her forehead and cheeks. Large eyes peered up, a lower lip stuck out in an unconscious pout. Vaggie had no chance; she crawled onto their bed and wrapped her arms around the bundle—it was difficult with the added bulk but she made it work. “Alright, hun, do you want to talk about it?” The bundle nodded with a sniffle. It was quiet then abruptly, loudly, Charlie wailed. “Angel forgave me even though I fucked up!” Vaggie flinched and rubbed her girlfriend’s arm through the blanket. “Let’s lower the volume a bit,” she said softly. “Oh. Was I too loud?” “Uh, just a bit, sweetie.” There was another sniffle before the bundle wiggled in an attempt to turn on its side. Small grunts of effort interlaced with the sniffling and sobs. Before long—about five awkward minutes where her girlfriend refused help—the bundle was finally on its side and Charlie pressed her wet cheek into Vaggie’s chest. The new access allowed the shorter woman to caress and wipe dry that red face. Charlie preened with a small smile before it quickly fell, newly formed tears sticking to her lashes like dew. “It’s just…It’s just…I really, really, really fucked up,” she started, puffing from the exertion of turning and her non-stop crying, “Angel didn’t have…have to for-forgive me!” “Your heart was in the right place and, yeah, it didn’t go like you wanted, but I’m sure Angel knew what you really meant.” Vaggie pressed a firm kiss to Charlie’s forehead and began to rock side-to-side. Unprompted, Charlie detailed—in a muffled and scratchy voice—what had happened at Valentino’s porn studio. Vaggie listened with rapt attention and a rapidly tightening jaw. “That desgraciado! Just say the word and I’ll—” A pale hand wormed its way from the cocoon to cradle her tense jaw. Perfect—soft, plush, Charlie—lips pressed against the corner of her mouth once, twice, three times until she was putty in her girlfriend’s hands. “That’s not fair. I was supposed to be comforting you,” she half-heartedly complained with a dopey, crooked smile. “You being here is very comforting.” Charlie had stopped crying and her smile was bright. She leaned forward, settling a soft, chaste kiss on the shorter woman’s lips. “Yeah?” Vaggie mumbled. Charlie hummed and pressed another kiss onto pliant lips before pulling back with a gentle nip of her teeth. “It is comforting, I'll have you know. I get kisses!” With no forewarning other than a mischievous glint of tear-reddened eyes, the blanket cocoon opened and Vaggie was pulled inside.

#request #hazbin hotel #chaggie #charlie morningstar #vaggie #charlie/vaggie #short one shot

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tmntxthings · 1 month

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Can i please hsc or oneshot angst for raph (2018)

∑一Change・゜・。

author’s notes: O.o angst you say? I saw this tiktok and the sound made me so sad!! SO INSPIRATION!

warnings: hurt / no comfort, angst, short, drabble, unedited

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Raph thought, that as long as he tried his best, things would work out.

It seemed simple enough. And in most cases, his best got things done. When it came to his family, he was able to keep his brothers out of trouble for the most part. He was able to provide for them. To distract them from the many problems that surrounded their home as well as stepping up when Dad couldn’t.

It got easier with time. And Dad healed, he became a parent again. Raph didn’t have the same responsibilities that he felt only he could shoulder. But still, it was hard to change those habits. Always feeling the need to carry the burdens. To be the one to fix things.

Communication is always key. Raph learned the hard way that bottling up his emotions only led to having a huge blow up later on. So he did his best when it came to his relationship with you. He didn’t want to be the reason things fell apart between the two of you.

So he did his best.

But as he watched you turn to leave, without even trying to talk to him about what was wrong. He didn’t know what to think. It had to be him. Something had to be wrong with him.

“Y/n!”

He called out to you. But you only shook your head and continued walking further away.

So he went after you. “Can’t we talk about this?” He called after you. His snaggletooth digging into his lower lip nervously as you continued to ignore him.

Slipping past your form before you could reach the ladder that led to the manhole cover. His body a blockade though it wasn’t his intentions to force you to stay. He just wanted to talk to you!

“Please,” he pleaded. “Just tell me what I have to do.” His hand went out, reaching for your own. He couldn’t help himself but try to find any sense of comfort in this moment. He liked your touch. You were warm. You had always been a safe place for him. For his feelings. Even if you were angry with him. “Tell me what I need to change, and Raph will change.”

It would be just that easy for him. He would do anything you wanted. He could be different. Whatever you didn’t like he’d change it. Whatever it was that he did to upset you, he’d make sure it wouldn’t happen again.

“…Raph” you said in a solemn tone, tugging your hand away from his hold.

His heart broke. He didn’t reach for you again. But he went down on his knees before you. Making himself smaller. He needed to be smaller.

“No no, Y/n! You make me happy, we make each other happy!” Raph said with absolute certainty. But as your face met his, it was the epitome of hopelessness. “Don’t we?” He cried out in despair. Not understanding. Needing you to spell it out for him. He wasn’t smart enough to figure it out on his own. He wasn’t like Donnie. He wasn’t like Leo.

“I thought-“ your voice broke, the back of your hand going up to cover it as you held back a sudden sob. It was all Raph could do to stay still. To not instantly scoop you into his arms and hold you close. To calm you down and tell you that everything would be okay. He’d fix it. But he stayed in his place as you recovered yourself.

“I thought this could work. When we were young and stupid, but Raph… I’m human and you’re..” the hand covering your mouth went down as it gestured towards Raph’s form. Mutant. Was the word that went unsaid. He was other. He wasn’t human. But he hadn’t thought… you hadn’t seemed to mind…

In those quiet moments where it was just you and him. When you would lean closer than friends would get. How you would constantly text him.

“I just don’t think it’ll work Raph. It was nice to pretend. It was nice to dream. But I’ve got to be realistic. I can’t spend my life down here.”

In the sewers. In the shadows. Raph didn’t want that for you either. Maybe he had been too selfish. For ever thinking that the happiness the two of you shared was something that couldn’t be broken. He had thought his bond with you was so strong.

Slowly, Raph got up from his knees. He shuffled away from the ladder. “Oh,” was all he could say in response. He felt… how did he feel? It was hard to describe. But you didn’t hesitate to linger. You started to climb.

It seemed like this wasn’t something he could fix. He looked down at his hands. Big rough maws. Green. Not to mention the claws. Nothing like a humans. Nothing like yours. His hand closed into a fist as the manhole cover closed overhead.

He was disappointed. That was what he felt. Crazily enough, it was because he couldn’t change for you. Even though he desperately wanted to.

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slut4thebroken · 11 months

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Service

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Pairing | Dark!Jason Todd x Batgirl!reader

Summary | Idk just read it and see if you like it lol. It’s not that long.

Warnings | 18+, sexual content, misogynistic Jason lol, bondage, riding, unprotected sex, breeding, a lil bit of oral (m receiving),

Words | 900+

Notes | Ty to the lovely person who sent me this. Pls give me some more ideas here!

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Bouncing on his cock, you were quickly becoming sweaty and sore. Your wrists tied behind your back meant that you were completely relying on your legs and only your legs to move your body. It wasn’t long before you got tired and when you whimpered out, “Jay… can’t,” he just shushed you and told you to keep going.

“You’re being such a good girl, princess. You don’t wanna be bad do you?” He had said, making you whine, but keep going nonetheless.

This was the first time you’ve had sex like this and honestly you’re not sure you like it all that much. You much prefer it when he fucks you because then you only have to worry about being overstimulated. Right now you're overstimulated and sore, wanting to stop. Maybe if you just express that to him, he’ll take control, give your muscles a break.

“Jay, it hurts.”

“What hurts, baby?”

“Legs…”

“You poor thing. That just means you need to do it more, build up your strength.” Does it? You thought it would mean he’d help you out, give your burning legs some relief. Jason is the only person you’ve had sex with and you’ve never watched porn before so you’re not really sure.

“This is what sex is normally like?” You asked timidly, worried you’d offend him.

“Of course it is, baby. I wouldn’t lie to you.” He brought a hand up to cup your cheek and you leaned into his touch. “Now go faster, princess. You’re goin too slow, doesn’t feel good.” That made your stomach churn.

“Sorry.” You whimpered, speeding up and ignoring your quivering muscles.

“Prove it. Make me feel good.” He removed his hand from your cheek, then placed both hands behind his head, leaning back on the pillows. His gaze traveled down your bare body, focusing on your chest, then between your legs. He watched with a smirk as his length disappeared with each thrust, bulging your stomach a little. His eyes trailed back up to your face- finding your brows furrowed and lips parted in a silent moan.

If there’s one thing Jason always liked to watch, it’s you struggling and in pain. Whether that be when he pushes you too hard when he spots you doing bench presses or when he forces his cock in your tight little cunt. You let out these little pained whimpers and heavy breaths that always make his cock fatten up in his pants. Now that you’re fucking regularly though, he can get rid of his boner pretty much immediately after it happens just by dragging you to a bathroom or his bedroom. Whenever he forces his cock in you, he always has to cover your mouth and say, “Quiet, baby. You don’t want your daddy to hear you getting fucked stupid, do you?” And you always let out these muffled sobs as your cunt squeezes his cock.

“Jay, I- I’m trying, but,” You whimpered, really struggling to keep up the motions. He let out an annoyed huff and grabbed your hips, holding you so only the tip was inside. You let out a sharp cry when he started the fast pace of slamming his hips up into you. With your arms behind your back, you did your best to hold yourself up and not fall against his chest.

Now that you weren’t focusing on your sore muscles as much, your tummy started feeling weird and you felt like you were going to pee. You didn’t mention this to him though because he’s told you before that it doesn’t mean anything and you don’t need to worry about it. And plus, usually when you tell him this, he slows down or stops, and you don’t want to have to start using your legs again if he chooses the former.

His groans got progressively louder until he forced your hips down, burying his length in you completely. You whined as you felt his cock twitching inside you, coating your walls with his come. His grip on your hips was starting to hurt, but he only held you for another moment before relaxing his fingers. As you panted, he reached around you and quickly untied the rope from your wrists.

The feeling in your tummy was rapidly leaving and it went away almost completely when he lifted you off of him, discarding your limp body on the bed next to him.

“Clean it.” He said, going back to his position with his hands behind his head. On shaky limbs, you maneuvered yourself so your face was hovering over his length. You gently took it in your hand and licked yours and his arousal off, then put it in your mouth. You didn’t really like the taste very much and he once told you that no one likes it, but if you really loved him, you’d want to do this for him. Once his length was mostly covered in your spit instead of your shared arousal, he pulled you off and tucked himself back in his pants.

“We’re gonna have to practice that so you can get better at it. I shouldn’t have to do all the work every time right?” You shook your head and hit your bottom lip, feeling bad for complaining when he really did do most of the work every time.

“I’m sorry.” You said quietly, looking at your lap.

“Don’t be sorry. Just do better.” You nodded in response, trying not to shrink under his harsh tone.

“I will. Promise, Jay.”

“Good girl. Now go clean yourself up before you get come all over my sheets.”

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #smut #dark!jason todd #innocent!reader #batgirl!reader #misogynistic!jason #misogyny #blurb #short one shot #jason todd smut #Jason Todd x reader smut

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nomoreusername · 2 months

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Care For You

Pairing:Gally x female reader

Summary:After Gally doubts how much you really care about him, you say something in your sleep that shows the truth.

Being in Right Arm was a lot of things, and easy was not one of them. It's worth it though. Besides, if I hadn't met them I wouldn't have met Y/N. She's great to be around. She's not a fan of emotion, is big on tough love, and at times painfully blunt, but I was the same way. We fit well together.

"Are you going to actually sleep tonight or are you going to wear yourself out some more?"She asked, from next to me. We were the only two out here on the balcony. We stayed here every night.

"I won't,"I said firmly.

"Mhm. If you say so,"She replied, in that tone. The tone that says 'I can tell you're lying.'

"You're not much better,"I reminded her.

"I never claimed I was. I just figured I would ask,"She shrugged. "Plus, it's not like I'm a great sleeper,"She added as an afterthought.

"Neither am I."

"And? Do you think that would stop me from asking? I worry about you more than I worry about myself."

I don't know how much I believe that. That's a pretty bold thing to claim. I know I felt that way, but I wasn't so sure she did.

"It's up to you. I'm going to try to get some sleep anyway,"She spoke up, walking inside. I just stayed there and looked at the night sky. It was the best way to clear my head. Clearing my head was my only shot at getting some rest.

♡ - - - ♡

After about an hour I decided to try and sleep. I quietly opened the door and passed by everyone's rooms. Mine was directly next to Y/N's.

As I was by hers I couldn't help but wonder if she was actually getting some sleep. If she's not I may as well see if she needs anything.

"Gally,"She murmered in a tired voice as I opened the door. I was about to ask what was up when I realized her eyes were closed, and her breathing was steady. She was fast asleep.

I guess she wasn't kidding earlier. She truly does care about me. That means a lot because I care about her more than words could describe.

#gally tmr #the maze runner #one shot #gally #gally x reader #tmr #fluff #pure fluff #short one shot

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oliverstarksbae · 4 months

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Golden kisses

◇ Not my gif

◇ note: Tysm for the support of my first one shot, so here is another happy new yearssss and I'm sorry this was so short

◇ summary: in which his kisses always feels golden to (Y/N)

Today was a normal day on the diaz household, both eddie and (Y/N), where off of work today

It's morning, and (Y/N) had felt a shift on the bed, which cause her to wake up and let out a tired groan.

"Shoot,did I wake u?"

"Yeah, but it's ok. You know chris is going to jump on the bed anytime soon.

"Right after that, not even a second later, they felt someone on the bed.

"Mom, dad, I'm hungry".

"Well, good morning to you too." Eddie said

"Hi bud,eddie said

The (Y/N) said "well I'm going to cook because if it was up to your dad, the whole house would be in flames"

This comment caused chris to die of laughter and Ed's to dramatically gasp.

"I'm offended"

"Well, it's true, dad."

Which eddie and Chris started to tickle fight.

"Stop dad I c-an-t bre-ath," he says while laughing like crazy.

After a good bit of giggling it was time to cook

"HEY WHAT DO YOU GUYS WANT TO EAT?" (Y/N) yelled since they were far

"PASTA" They both responded at the same time

While she was cooking the pasta, she felt a trail of gentle kisses on her neck.

"Ed's let me cook"

"Not after what you said", she said, giggling

When she was done, they went to eat while watching TV.

After they finished eating a bit after chris fell asleep since he fell asleep late last night

"Let me put him to bed" eddie said

She nodded

After he put him to bed, they went to their room and laid on the bed

"Hey, what do you want to watch"?

" can we watch gossip girl?"

One thing eddie would never admit is that he enjoys watching this with (Y/N) beacuse if he did he would never get the end of it

"Fine"

After watching TV for a bit, eddie started to kiss her first on the neck, then on the cheek, and finally, the lips.

And yes, they have been together for a while, but every single kiss felt electrocuting in an amazing way

And she will always and forever save those golden kisses

#short one shot #short one today #eddie diaz #911 fox #911 show #eddie diaz x reader #eddie diaz x y/n #eddie diaz x you #911 onshot #911 x reader #911 abc x reader #911 abc

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zoeykallus · 1 year

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I cannot stop thinking about Hunter's stubble specifically feeling it on ur chest and thighs it's been on my mind all week alkgjksgl

🤔

Hunter x Reader Short One-shot - Your Skin

Strongly Suggestive/Fluffy/18+ (?)

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When you get out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, and walk through your bedroom, you almost have a stroke. There's someone standing in your bedroom in the semi-dark. You let out a scream and simultaneously turn on the light and reach for the blaster on your dresser.

You hear a voice say, "Easy there, easy…"

Now that the light is on, you recognize the armor. You narrow your eyes to critical slits and toss your blaster back onto the dresser.

"Hunter."

He takes off his helmet and sets it down on the edge of your bed.

"Hey my gorgeous, sorry, I didn't mean to startle you, I just walked in," he says with a wry smile, holding up the spare key you gave him for your apartment.

He looks at you meekly.

"Are you mad at me?"

You sigh, then a grin creeps onto your features. You run up to him and fall around his neck.

"No, I was just scared. It's good to have you back, I missed you."

He wraps his arms around you and takes a deep breath.

"How I've missed your scent".

The next moment, he realizes something.

"You just got out of the shower?"

"Mmm," you hum in affirmation.

A small pause occurs, then he says, "So you're probably naked under that towel?"

You laugh softly and finally answer, "Yes."

Slowly he moves with you towards the bed, finally pulling the towel off your body and his eyes wander hungrily down your naked body.

"What a glorious sight," he murmurs, removing his gloves.

He pushes you against the edge of the bed, so you have to sit down, leaning over you to steal a kiss. Hunter pushes you further back until you're lying on your back. His mouth travels down your body, to your chest, you feel his rough whiskers graze over your still damp skin. Then down to your belly and finally to your thighs.

Hunter nestles his face against your warm thighs, and you feel the scratch and tickle of his unshaven face on your soft skin. Your pulse races, your blood is already pumping, you want to feel more of him, much more.

His lips continue to wander along your skin, leaving soft kisses, while his hands grab greedily. His musk hangs in the air, and you feel really woozy, then his stubbly chin brushes the inside of your thigh again, and you bite your lower lip expectantly.

But suddenly he jumps up. Standing over you, he looks at you, and you can clearly see his dilated pupils, he wants you as much as you want him. You hear him say, "I've been in these blacks and armor for almost 30 hours. I'm going to take a quick shower and shave, and you wait here for me. Don't go anywhere. Stay exactly like that."

You blink. The surge of arousal ebbs for the moment, and you laugh softly. Of course, he just got home.

"Hurry up!" you call after him, laughing, "Or I'll take care of myself."

Hunter pokes his head out of the bathroom again and growls with a smirk, "Don't you dare!"

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Is it possible to make a yandare arven but kinda fluffy? Sometimes I wish the main character/reader can accept the yandare-ness (especially arven cause he been through a lot) idk so fluffy yandare arven please? 🥺

Yandere Arven, but fluff fic? Challenge accepted my friend!

Reader x Arven, of course . Slight possessive behavior, but much fluff and cuddles too!

You scrolled through your Rotom phone, absolutely tired from today. As nice as it was to have Battle Studies, the amount of training one had to go through to satisfy Dendra was energy draining. The only thing that made it really worth it was the amount of Experience Points that could level up any team easily.

Luckily, this period was language. Mr. Salvatore had mercy on class (no pun intended) and let a little of free time before class. So you decided it would be best to see what kinds of battle items would help your team in the Ace tournament.

“Leftovers would be good… but perhaps the Lucky Egg could level my team up faster?”

You questioned your decisions, torn between power or levels.

“Or maybe-”

Suddenly, there is a rush of footsteps, before your vision is covered. You drop your Rotom phone in surprise, the device landing with a loud CLACK! on your desk.

“Who is it?”

An energetic tone emitted from the question. You chuckle to yourself, before putting your own hands over the large warm ones.

“Hmm… I don’t know? Who’s very good at cooking, the soon-to-be famous chef?” You smile.

“I wonder?” The voice had a hint of amusement too.

“Arven, eres bien canijo!”

A giggle escaped your upperclassman’s mouth, as he uncovered his hands from your eyes. Arven bent down to hug you from your sitting position, burying his face into your neck.

“We’re best buds, of course you know who I am!”

“Why wouldn’t I? Arven, your voice is so soft just like that caring soul. Plus, those hands are rough from all that adventuring,” you tease lightly.

There was definitely a smile going on, because you could feel his lips curving upwards.

“I shouldn’t expect any less, that’s coming from a Champion,” Arven said. He looked up from his position, now resting his chin on your shoulder. “Que estás viendo?”

“Battle items. The Ace tournament is a lot harder, Nemona’s been training hard.”

Arven hummed, one of his hands traveling up to your hair. He ruffled it slightly, fingers gently caressing the strands.

“She’s not empujando te to do something, is she?” He asked.

Your stomach felt like jittery jello hearing those few words. Nemona had asked you to train with her but…

“No, of course not! She may be eager and happy someone is her rival, but it doesn’t mean she goes to those lengths! It’s nothing to worry about,” you manage to muster.

Arven pondered about the answer for a minute or two, before taking himself off you.

“Well, class is starting. Gotta go to my seat, see you later bud!”

He waves at you with a happy aura painting him. You smile to yourself: Arven reminded you of a joyful puppy.

A puppy that hadn’t seen light in a decade or so, ever since Turo died. Ever since Mabosstiff got injured.

You didn’t mind the way he held you especially close. After all, he had suffered through so much, the least you could do was stay by his side… right?

Well, that joy only lasted for so long. You froze as you heard the seat right beside you creak, someone sitting in it. They placed their items near yours, giving you a slightly warm smile.

Your eyes went wide, before frantically shaking your head, hoping they would take the hint. Thankfully for your classmate, Mr. Salvatore walked in.

You tuned out the usual greeting from him, responding with a slightly grim “Oui.”

Class seemed to take ages, replaced by the shakiness of your body. Even though Pikachu was here as well, the Pokémon’s usual cheerful “Pika!” exclamations.

Hopefully this person would ignore you and take the hint you didn’t want anything to do with them. That you wanted them to get away as soon as possible, never approach you once again. The thought of what would happen…

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

That can’t happen.

Before you knew it, the bell rang. Mr. Salvatore audibly gaped at the bell, before shaking his head. He muttered a few things, before baring them a slightly cheerful “Adieu!”

You quickly tried to gather your items, fear settling into your stomach. The least that could happen was a minor injury but even so…

“Y/N! Hey, you got any plans?”

Arceus. This couldn’t have gone any better could it?

“Um, I guess not?” Your breath was shaky, but you managed to pull the simple response together.

“Wanna train with me and my group? We really admire you, and would like-”

A flinch was forced from your natural instinct, as a hand planted firmly across your shoulder. You could feel a menacing aura behind you, and inhaled deeply.

“Sorry. They have plans with me already.”

Arven’s usual gentle voice, forced a deeper tone. You couldn’t see his eyes, yet knew they were already forming to slits. The usual calm gleam was storming in his eyes.

“Y/N, is that true?”

You knew better by now than to deny any lies, because they were going to be true.

“Well yeah, me and Arven planned on going out for a while, going for ice cream.”

“Ooo! Can I go with you?”

“Absolutely not,” Arven piped up.

You and your classmate look at Arven in wide eyes. He had never spoken up in conversations, other than holding a protective hand over you.

“What’s it to you?”

“It’s a date. And by the way, we’re not including you for a threesome,” Arven rolled his eyes.

“Then how come I’ve never seen you with them? Prove it right here and right now,” your classmate insisted.

“What do I need to prove? You don’t believe me?” Arven asked.

“Prove that you’re dating. No way PokeNews would not announce something like that, mentiroso.”

Confusion filled your mind. How was your upperclassman going to prove that? It wasn’t easy to convince someone that you’re dating the Champion, currently No.1 in the region-

“So what? You really don’t believe me? I’m not lying, te estoy diciendo la verdad, en Arceus.”

Why did it seem like Arven was toying around with their classmate?

“On Arceus? Pshhh, por favor.”

You looked up, only to see a slightly smiling Arven, who turned his gaze at you. You felt a hand suddenly grab your chin, firmly holding it, before tipping it slightly upwards.

He slightly moved forward a few inches.

“Allow me, to ‘prove’ this then?”

“You’re joking, there’s no way!”

You felt your face heat up within each movement, his face closing in on yours.

Wait, was he-?

There was an audible gasp from your classmate, and the rest of the class, who watched intensely. The Champion… with the Professor’s son?

Warm lips pressed against your cold ones, the heat transferring with ease. You faintly heard Arven murmur something, but couldn’t decipher what it was at that moment. His left hand was still on your shoulder, right one gently caressing your hair from earlier in class.

Something within you coiled tightly with embarrassment, as his tongue -wet and hot - pushed through your sweet lips, and right into your mouth.

There was no doubt a brilliant red blush was spreading from the bridge of your nose to the tip of your ears.

Arven’s tongue with no doubt was dominant enough, as you weren’t quite experienced enough with kissing. His saliva dripped from the files of tastebuds, the maneuver made with so much care. Arven clearly needed more of you to savor, yet gently explored your mouth for flavor.

As for his taste?

God, you couldn’t get enough from the spicy remnants of the Tomato berries he usually cooks with. You could remember seeing him, sitting on his bed, watching with wide eyes as he bit straight into one, juice slightly spilling to the sides of his mouth.

(“It‘s about the way you handle an extreme flavor,” Arven said.

“Handling in it that way?” You asked skeptically. “No way, a death sentence for me.”

Your upperclassman grinned at you. “Wanna try it out? I’m pretty good at least giving love to some.”

You ponder for a moment, before embarrassment fills your stomach. The realization hit you like a bat to a ball, stupidly.

“Don’t even! I would never give that a try!”)

You denied ever wanting to kiss him just for handling a flavor…

Yet here you are.

Absolutely a hypocrite wanting more, wanting to know where that hand sliding down your back was going, wanting to give the same treatment to Arven. After all, he hasn’t been loved in so long…

“Oí!”

Arven broke the kiss off, looking into the direction where the exclamation was made me.

And boy was it embarrassing, as you turned too.

“I know we sometimes want to show affection to others,” Mr. Salvatore looked very flushed at the sight of the scene, “-but please… keep it calm for the sake of your classmates eyes.”

You were sure your face was now ruby red by now, if not, caused by the heat of the kiss too.

Arven didn’t seem too bashed by this, but his cheeks were flustered pink too. “Yes, Mr. Salvatore,” he said.

“Now… I can safely say, the school day is over. Take a break my students…” Salvatore trailed off. He beckoned for you and Arven to leave immediately, obviously trying very hard not to say anything else. It was the first time he hadn’t used his various languages.

You bowed your head, face feeling as though it were on fire. Arven had just…

Just casually kissed you on the mouth? What was his logic in needing to prove something? Couldn’t you both have just pulled out a photo taken together?

Arven’s grip was still firmly in place on your shoulder. He looked back at their shocked classmates, and waved with a flashy smile.

“Is that all you needed Hirano? Not much to ask for, as Y/N is my partner after all.”

All Hirano could do was look at you with a dumb expression, mouth opening and closing like a Magikarp.

“But they didn’t-? How are you both dating?”

Arven frowned at this, reaching for your hand, grabbing it. He pulls you right against him, before leading you out of class.

Your mind can’t help but process a dozen explanations why Arven kissed you. It definitely wasn’t accidental: he was very intimate in the way he handled it. He couldn’t really be in love with you…

Right?

“Llamando me un mentiroso… cabrones van a pagar después.”

Arven murmured phrases like these as you both went up the staircase. Definitivamente no estuvo bien feliz.

“A-Arven?”

“They have the nerve to even talk to me like that, even after all that I’ve been through with their shit!”

“Arven?” You asked a little more loudly.

“Not to mention, treating you like some sort of prize… they don’t see your real beauty and personality!”

“-Arven?”

“What!?”

You recoiled at the response, as though he had hit you. Arven NEVER snapped at you, even when he was absolutely livid at someone.

“…”

He looked at you for a few moments, before realizing what he had just done.

“Y/N, I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s fine…” you murmured.

“It’s not fine.”

It was a moment before you realized you were in front of Arven’s dorm.

“Why are we here?” You interrupted the numerous mutters of apologizes.

“Que? Supongo que yo quise…”

The blush from earlier was turning a Tomato berry shade. Arven fidgeted with his backpack strap, before sighing.

“He made me jealous, alright? You’re just my little buddy Y/N, and you know I don’t like it when people get so close to you…”

“-Because you’re afraid to lose me to someone else?”

He blinked. “How did you guess? Como adivinaste?”

You decided not to point out the bunch of obvious points. Arven was adorable trying to communicate his feelings, yet delaying a confession about it because of his actions.

Not to mention, his obsession.

“Penny told me that too, since the jerks who bullied her told her she wasn’t worth it for my friendship.”

“…”

Arven didn’t say anything: he had a strange faraway look on his face. You look at him with curiosity, wondering what he was thinking.

“Well, that’s not the point here.”

“Then what is? You told me you brung me here for a reason, que es?”

“-ddle.”

“Huh?”

Your upperclassman inhaled deeply, exhaling softly. He turned away, looking at the floor.

“I want… to cuddle.”

What in Arceus!?

Arven wanted to cuddle? Did you hear correctly?

“Cuddle? As in, a sort of thing you’d do with Mabosstiff?” you asked.

There was a soft sigh. Arven didn’t wait for a reply, merely opening the door to his dorm. He beckoned for you to get inside, and you stepped in.

Of course this dorm was familiar. You had been here many times, swayed by the delicious aroma of cooking, awed by how much yellow there was, inquisitive about all the items Arven had. Especially that raincoat he had. If it weren’t obvious enough from the weather, Arven loved going out and playing in the rain with Mabosstiff.

There was a soft click! as the door closed. You took off your small backpack and set it down near the coat hanger, along with your shoes. Arven did the same, only picking up your bag to actually hang it. It was a small gesture, but certainly a kind one.

He took off his puffy jacket as well (on the coat hanger it went), only to throw his tie across the room with mere care.

“A lot hasn’t changed.”

“Except Poké Beans I got for a deal while there was an auction.”

You went over to Arven’s bed, only slightly turning a corner the wall had, containing the entrance for the bathroom.

“Even the bedsheets are the same.”

“I’m surprised que te lo memorizaste,” Arven lightly teased.

“Cállate.”

You flopped onto the bed, mainly stretching your legs, and keeping your arms tucked into your chest. After all, it was slightly cold in Arven’s dorm. He probably had the best air conditioning room in the academy.

“No Burmy talk here.”

Footsteps approached the bed, and you close your eyes as Arven’s hand runs through your hair. Arceus did it feel satisfying after a hard day at school… and all the worries that had filled your brain.

You had never mentioned Arven’s obsession with you. At first, you assumed it was because you became Champion. After all, who doesn’t like a little fame from their companion?

But you had noticed the intimate actions he took. For example, hugs completely out of nowhere, possessive behavior that drove you insane, and even a protective hand over your shoulder when someone suggested you go with them.

Without your upperclassman.

Still, he had sometimes pushed himself away for no reason, but then came back begging for attention.

What did he really want? Not to mention, merely minutes ago, he had just asked to cuddle?

“Arven?”

Arven hummed, implying to go on. The way he ruffled your hair so gently… you shook your head, trying not to sleep.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why’re you being so… close? First, you kiss me to prove a point. A worthless one. Then, you tell me… you want to cuddle…”

Your face flushed at the last phrase, and you covered your face with your hands.

Silence stretched throughout the room, as the only thing you could hear was the light buzzing sound of the air conditioning. Arven stopped ruffling your hair, hand completely motionless.

“You wouldn’t understand.”

“How come?” You quipped.

Almost immediately, you wished you didn’t say those words. Arven’s hand started shaking, before it pulled away.

“I said, you wouldn’t understand Y/N. You’re so naive,” he whispered.

You lifted yourself up, looking at him. Arven was looking directly at you, his mouth trembling.

“Arven, please-”

“You don’t understand!” He suddenly yelled.

“What don’t I understand!?” You said with frustration.

“Anything about me! You don’t understand shit about me! Nor do you really care about my feelings! I know you don’t but you really pretend you do, and I hate it so much! I hate it that you don’t love me the way you do!”

You stared in disbelief at this declaration of the outburst. None of that was true! Nada fue la verdad!

“Arven, por favor!”

“I love you so much goddammit, you’re so willing to be able to care for me, so willing to hear about my problems, the light to my dark when I was lost!”

“And I know you know that I have these feelings for you! I just wish you would tell me, I’m so sick of having to show how much I care for you back! I know what’s best for you!”

“ARVEN, LISTEN TO ME!” You finally raised your voice.

He paused for a moment, his breathing hitched.

“What you’re saying isn’t true at all! I love you too, you make me feel like I’m such an important person to someone!“

You looked down at the yellow sheets, hand picking at them. Why… why do you feel like this?

Aren’t you supposed to be feeling happy and giddy telling Arven you love him? Aren’t you supposed to be over the moon knowing he’d go to any lengths for you? Then why do you have this unsettling feeling deep down?

Is this the same fear that took you over…

After that one day where he bashed Hirano’s friends skull repeatedly against the wall, until he fainted? All because of planting his hand on your shoulder?

“Y/N?”

“Do you really mean it?”

How could you?

You couldn’t reject his now said out loud declaration of love. That would be such a cruel thing to do. Arven never had love because of his family- only some for Mabosstiff, because it was his partner Pokémon.

“I-I do…!”

“…”

“Me too. I love you, I love you so much.”

“About your cuddles?” You were keen to change the love tone-

The only response you received was Arven finally swinging up his legs onto the bed, snuggling up to you. One arm wrapped around your waist, the other freely going up to caress your hair once more. He curled one leg over yours, making sure to tighten his grip.

“You’re so perfect,” he muttered.

You said nothing. Your hand reached to touch his (the one on your waist), intertwining fingers slightly.

“You deserve all the love.”

Arven nuzzled his head into your neck, his curly hair lightly tickling your ear. His hot breath spread over your body, warming you right up.

At that moment, all you could really do was go to sleep with him, drifting off with the warmth of his body right next to yours.

In the morning however, you wouldn’t be so lucky. Arven didn’t like to wake up early, and you had to stay in the cuddling position for at least two more hours.

If you ever moved, he was yank you right back into the embrace. Arven would murmur phrases in Spanish, telling you how much he wanted to do this.

How could you refuse?

Arven ached for love after all these years.

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OH MY GOSH, AHHHHH!!! 500 FOLLOWERS!!! IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!!!

I love the list you posted btw. I picked two because I thought they went well together ☺️

72 and 45:

Wanda: "Oh my god, are you okay?"

R: "Yeah I'm fine, I've been stabbed before."

Wanda: "I'm going to fucking kill them."

72 & 45

104 Dilogue Prompts

Pairing: wanda x reader (don't think pronouns are mentioned)

Tags: little violence, reader gets stabbed, mentions of a gun, fluff honestly

A/n: Thank you so much!! 🥹 and thank you for requesting! I love hearing from yall 💞

~~~

The mission was going great.

They didn't always, and the fact that Steve paired you up with Wanda was making it all the better. Your goal, get to the lower levels where the servers are located to retrieve the data needed. Wandas goal, get you there safely. You were an asset to the team for sure, with your smarts and spy skills, but sometimes the occasion called for a little magical touch. You couldn't have been more grateful this was an occasion.

The two of you were currently waiting on one of the upper levels of the building, waiting on Steve or Natashas signal to continue down.

You glimpse at Wanda again as she leans against the wall across from you. Her red locks flow past her shoulders, red suit hugging her curves as she twists a ring on her finger.

"I'm glad Steve paired us up, by the way," you say quietly with a smile on your face. Wanda doesn't miss the glint in your eye as she looks up to meet your gaze.

"Well, someone had to babysit, right?" She says playfully, a smirk on her lips. Your lips part as you gasp and stand straight from your previous leaning position.

"I-what-babysit?" The words spill out all together as you look at her in offense. "I'll have you know I am a decorated international spy. I may not be a-a black widow or have magic fingers, but I assure you I don't need a babysitter!" You huff as you step up to her, ego calming as she stands straight, looking down at you.

"Magic fingers?" Wanda chuckles, and your cheeks burn.

"You know what I meant," you mumble and cross your arms. She steps closer, now invading your personal space.

"Are you talking about my powers or the magic that had you in my bed screa-"

You put your hand over her mouth, stopping her from finishing her sentence. She lifts her hands in defense as you glare at her with a red face.

Before either of you can say another word, Natashas voice call over the comms.

"Head down, Wanda, be ready. They're waiting for you guys," she warns. The two of you look at each other with a nod, both of you attempting to be serious. You make your way lower, coming across a set of double doors.

"Ready?" Wanda asks, her fingers twitching as she forms red orbs of energy in her hands. You nod, pulling out your pistol in one hand and a small knife in the other.

Wanda sends a blast through the doors, opening them up and revealing a group of the enemies that had, in fact, been waiting. She's quick to send another few blasts, scattering them about the large room as the two of you begin to fight.

"Babysitter..." You mumble to yourself, shaking your head as you take down an agent. You look over at Wanda to see she's taken out half the group. Okay, so maybe it wasn't bad she was here. You, not so easily, fight with another and lose your pistol in the process. But as you land another punch, he falls to the ground.

"See that?" You breathe out as you look to Wanda, who gracefully fought the last three at the same time. "I can take care of myself!" You say with a huff and lean down to grab the fallen gun.

As you do, you feel yourself being grabbed from behind. An excruciatingly sharp pain resonates from the side of your abdomen and you let out a, "Fuck!" When the agent removes the blade they stuck in you. You raise your hand across your body, pointing the gun behind you.

The bullet only grazes them, and they run through the set of double doors as soon as Wanda turned her head in your direction.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" She asks with worried eyes. A shaky hand rests on your face as she watches blood spill through your shirt. Your hand covers the gash to apply pressure, a wince leaving your lips.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I've been stabbed before," you say with a casual tone, trying to act as if the wound throbbing with pain wasn't enough to take you to your knees.

Wandas eyes burn red, an anger behind her eyes you had never seen before.

"I'm going to fucking kill them," she spits out, malice behind her words. Before she can walk away your hand reaches out to grab her wrist, stopping her.

"Wanda... don't leave me," you say softly, your touch and now gentle tone enough to calm her down only a little. She takes a deep breath, her hands still shaking with anger, but nods.

"Alright, alright, come here," she sighs softly and kisses your cheek before letting you lean on her for support as you make your way down. "We'll get you out of here and then I'm going to fucking kill them."

You chuckle a little at her reaction, face heating again just like earlier. You could see it written on her face, the way her jaw was tensed and the fire burning behind her eyes, that she wasn't lying.

"Did you see those guys I took out?" You ask, trying to lighten her mood. Wanda can't help but smile at you, both of you knowing she had fully taken on the group of them.

"They looked pretty rough, detka.. not sure why Steve and Nat thought you needed help," She says knowingly.

When she did return, it was with crimson splattered across the front of her suit and a smile on her face. You didn't say a word, only giving her a kiss and letting her wrap her arms around you.

You nod in approval, letting her stop to pick you up and carry you the rest of the way. Not that you needed it, but you weren't going to deny being in the arms of Wanda, and she wasn't going to let another person lay their hands on you again. As soon as you were safe with Natasha, Wanda disappeared.

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