#soft wandanat

[wandanatsthings]

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝

Hey guys so this post might contradict my last but this is something I struggled with and thought others might be able to relate So I thought i'd share. Hope you enjoy it, feedback is always welcomed. New writer. 

(P.s Im dyslexic i'm trying my best) 

Word count: 2.7k 

Warnings: Mentions of body type/weight (not specific #), not eating, speaks of being ambushed but does not go into detail. Working out, angst and fluff. Missing S/O. Cursing.  Panic attack maybe?/ breaking down sobbing. Stress. I think that’s it. Please let me know if I  miss anything :) 

Summary: Reader stressed out and doesn’t have an appetite while Wanda and Natasha are away on a mission. 

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Y/n Pov

You had just gotten home from a long day at work where nothing had gone your way. It started with the mission reports that you swore you had completed going missing. You had torn almost your whole office apart looking for them. You just could not find them. You had finally accepted the fact that your work day would be spent redoing mission reports. When you got word that you would be sent on a mission to receive some data from Hydra that SHIELD needed. You usually didn’t complain about going on missions but with the mission reports that needed to be redone on top of the report you were going to have to write for this mission to say you were dreading it would be the least, but you packed up, got on your suit and went outside to the landing pad where the quin-jet was right there waiting for you.

When you got there you were able to get the files you needed. The problem only came when you were trying to leave. The heater sensor on your suit detected hydra agents right where you needed to go to get to the jet and by your heat sensor flashing red like crazy you could tell that there were a lot of them. You took a deep breath and started to walk towards them. The closer you got you could count that it was a total of 10 of them. “I can do this,” you said to yourself. The agent closest to you was to the right with his back turned so he couldn’t see you. You decided that now would be a good time to try out your girlfriend's widow bites that she had given you weeks prior. You threw one out towards him and watched it take effect.

That went well you thought but as you went to do the same to the other agents that had their backs to you, You had been spotted. They all came running towards you, some with their weapons drawn, others ready to avenge you with their fist. Luckily after a long gruesome fight, you were able to get back to the jet with all the information Furry needed. You had some scrapes and bruises but honestly, you didn't care. All you wanted to do was get back to Nat and Wanda. After the long shitty day you had, you decided that the mission reports could wait until a later date. When you got back to the Avengers compound furry was already waiting for you at the landing pad with his hand out for the flash drive that contains all the information SHIELD required.

“Do you have the file and what the hell happened to you?” furry said with a curious look on his face. “Yes I have the files and to answer your question I was ambushed.” You said anxiously to get back to your living corridors to shower and finally be with your girlfriends. “Well are you okay?” he asked. Now furry wasn't the type to show his emotions but you had become his daughter much like Natasha so it didn’t surprise you when he voiced his concerns. “Yes I'm fine, just a couple of scrapes and bruises, nothing I can’t handle.” you reassured him. “Okay well, if it becomes anything more go see Dr. Banner and thank you.” With that, he walked away to go wherever furry goes and you headed to your floor where you hoped your lovers would be waiting for you.

When you got there though you were surprised to hear that the house was fully quiet. Are they home? You wondered. To answer your question, you walked farther into the kitchen and you saw a note on the counter. You grab the note, open it and what you read makes your heart sink. “Hi Detka, we're sorry we are not there to welcome you home. We got called on a short mission and should be back by the end of tonight to have dinner with you. Also, I (Wanda) made your favorite for lunch. It's in the fridge, heat it when you're ready. Xoxo Wands & Natty.” You put the note back down on the counter with a sigh. You understood how random missions could be. I mean you just went on an unexpected one yourself but you really wanted your girlfriends to hold you after the crappy day you had and they weren't here. Now you know that's not their fault but you couldn't help but feel just a little disappointed. You walked to the fridge to get the lunch your sweet witch had made for you and when you pulled it out you saw yet another note sitting on top of the cling wrap plate. You took the note off the plate and put it into the microwave so it could heat while you read the note. “Hi Detka, I hope you got our first note again we're sorry but I made your favorite. We love you!” You smiled at that. You love that they took the time to leave you notes. To you, it showed how much of a priority they thought you were.

By the time you finished reading the love-filled note, you heard the microwave beep. You got the food out, stopped by the drawer by the sink to grab yourself a spoon, and made your way to the dining room table to enjoy a meal that your wonderful girlfriend made. It made you chuckle when you thought back to how Wanda specified that it was her who made it. Both of you know that Natasha couldn’t cook to save her life. When You take the cling wrap off of the plate. Your stomach turned. It wasn’t the food. No, the food looked amazing. It was you. For some reason, you couldn’t bring yourself to eat it. Now this wasn’t new to you. Anytime you had a bad day or things felt out of your control you just wouldn’t have an appetite. It had gotten better when you met your girlfriends. They would always listen to your venting and be there when you needed them. You hadn’t had this problem in a while when they were around. But you were a 24 y/o woman. You were sure you could handle a little stress without your girlfriends coming to your rescue. So you put up the food to come back to it later. While you were waiting for your appetite to come back around you decided to go take a shower and start on all the mission reports you had to get done.

A few hours had passed and it was almost dinner time. You had gotten so caught up in doing your mission reports that you hadn’t even realized that your loves were not back yet. With that, you got up to go ask Tony where they were to see if he had any updates. On your way to Tony’s lab, you stopped at the kitchen to get a water bottle, When you opened the fridge you saw your lunch still sitting there untouched “I'm gonna eat it later.” You said to yourself. When you got to Tony's lab you saw him hunched over looking at what looked like to be floor plans, for what you had no idea but you learned early on in your time here to never ask.

“Hey Tony,” you said approaching him. He looks up from what he’s doing and acknowledges you. “Hey kid, whatcha up too?” “Nothing much, um I was wondering if you had any update on Nat and Wanda? They were supposed to be back by now.” You replied. “No, why do you guys have a hot date planned or something?” He said winking at you. “No, Tony was just wondering where they were.” You say annoyed. He laughs and says “Okay okay um maybe ask Steve? He should know.” “Okay, thank you asshole.” You say with a slight smile on your face as you walk away. “Your welcome ass-hat.” You hear him yell. Although he was a pain in your ass 90% of the time you love the red tin man. You got on the elevator to go find Steve only to realize you had no idea where he was so you asked Friday. “Hey Friday, where’s Steve?” “Steve Rogers is in the gym agent y/l/n.” they reply. “Thanks, Friday.” You say back as you push the gym floor button on the elevator. When you arrive you walk in to see him punching a punching bag. He immediately notices you. “Hey, y/l/n what can I do for you?” He says “Hey cap I was wondering if you had any update on Wanda and Natasha. They said they were going to be back by dinner time. Any idea on where they are?” He looks at you with a sad look on his face. “Yeah, I'm sorry y/n their mission turned out to be not as easy as we thought and they're gonna have to go undercover for a week. Maybe more.” When you hear this your heart drops for a second time this day. “Okay, thanks, Steve.” You say sadly. “You welcome y/n.” He says with a frown on his face knowing how hard it is for you when the 2 red heads are away. When you get back to your floor you decide to call it a night exhausted from the day you've had. As soon as your head hits the pillow you're asleep dreaming that your girlfriends are in the bed with you. While the meal in the fridge sat there waiting to be eaten.

2 weeks. 2 weeks had passed since you saw your girlfriends and since you had a full proper meal. With the stress of work and missing your lovers, you had barely eaten anything more than an apple here and there with some water. Along with that, you had been working out to try and keep your mind off of the fact you hadn’t even talked to them in 2 weeks since it was an undercover no-contact mission. So it was no surprise that that's where you were when they came home.

Wanda’s Pov

When we finally got home after 2 weeks of being undercover all we both wanted was you, food, and a shower. You being the main goal though but when we came into the house it was quiet. We called out to you but no one answered. It was rare that when we returned from the mission you didn’t come running into our arms so excited that we were home so we then decided to ask Friday where you were. “Hey Friday, where's y/n?” “Welcome home Ms. Maximoff and Ms. Romanov. Agent y/l/n is in the gym currently.” They said, “Okay thanks Friday.” I said looking towards Natasha “Let's shower and stuff and then we can go get her and have dinner together.” I say. She nods towards me and says. “Sounds like a plan.” We then make our way to our bathroom to shower.

Nats Pov

After Wands and I shower I headed into the kitchen to get some water while she put on lotion. When I went into the fridge I was surprised to see that the meal Wanda made you still sat in the fridge untouched beside the note being gone. I then looked around more in the fridge to find that nothing else had been touched either. Everything was in the same place as how we left it 2 weeks ago. I then looked around the entire kitchen to come up with the same results. So I called Wanda out here to tell her what I had found and with one look we both raced to the gym to find you. When we got there we could see you through glass, running on the treadmill but when we walked fully inside the sight we saw broke our hearts. You were thin. Like unhealthily thin. Now you weren't even overweight to begin with so with all the working out and barely eating it was enough that within 2 weeks you looked sickly. At the sound of Wanda's gasp when she saw you. You finally noticed them standing there.

Y/n Pov

I was running on the treadmill with my headphones on when I looked up and saw the women I had been longing for for the past 2 weeks. I quickly shut off the treadmill and ran towards them. When I finally reached them I just hugged them, they immediately both hugged me back but something felt off. When I looked up at their faces both of them had tears in their eyes. I let go a little and asked them “What's wrong, Is everything okay? Are you guys hurt?” I say checking over them frantically. When I'm satisfied with my check I look up to them and what comes out of Wanda’s mouth makes my stomach turn."Have you been eating?” she says shakily “What do you mean? Of course, I've been eating.” I say getting a little defensive. “No you haven't’ the meal Wanda left for you before we left is still there and nothing has been moved in the kitchen or the refrigerator. Is everything okay? Are you sick?” Natasha asks. As soon as she asks that You break down in tears. All of the stress of the weeks prior catching up with you all at once. “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,” You say sobbing and falling to the floor. Wanda and Nat both catch you before you can reach the floor and bring you into their laps just holding you and whispering sweet nothings. When you've finally calmed down Natasha is the first one to speak. “Do you wanna tell us what's going on or would you like to talk about it later?” “No, we can talk about it now,” You say, your scratchy voice from crying.

While you're preparing yourself to tell them everything from the past weeks you feel both of them kiss your forehead and that's what gives you the strength to start talking. “Um before you guys left I had been having a rough day. My mission reports had gone missing and they were due soon and I had got sent on a mission that was supposed to be easy but then I got ambushed.” As you say that Wanda interrupts you and asks “Are you okay, did you need to go to medical?” while checking over you just like you had done minutes ago to the both of them.“I'm fine don’t worry,” You say kissing her hands you then continue. “As I was saying I was ambushed and all I wanted was you guys when I got home and you weren’t there. And don't apologize I can feel you both getting ready too. I understand unexpected missions happen and that is not your fault. When I realized you were not there I saw your first note on the counter which I love. When you leave me notes by the way but then I made my way to the fridge to get lunch. I had all intentions of eating it but when I sat down to eat it I just couldn’t.” You then go on to explain to them that when you're stressed out and when things get out of your control you lose your appetite.

After you're finished talking, Wanda begins to speak. “We are so sorry you had to go through that alone, but as long as we're your girlfriends you won’t ever again have to. Maybe we can talk to Bruce and find you some new coping skills to cope with the stress.” She says “Yeah, what do you think about that sweet girl?” Natasha asks you. You look up at them with so much love in your eyes. “I think that’s a great idea, thank you guys,” You said, giving each of them a kiss. “No problem zolotse,” Natasha says with a smile on her face. “How about we get some lunch?” says Wanda. You look up at them with a small bit of fear on your face having not eaten in 2 weeks you were scared of how your stomach would react. “Don't worry love, we’ll be right here with you.” You hear Wanda say. With that, you all start to make your way to your floor to enjoy lunch. With you thinking that no matter how stressed you got you will always have your girlfriends to make it better.

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[wandanatbabybear]

happy international women’s day to natty and wan :) forever my girls <3

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[incorrect-wandanat]

WandaNat buying each other flowers for the same date and then being giggling messes when they meet up because “oh my god, that’s awkward lol”. Until Natasha yoinks the flowers out of Wanda’s hands and holds both bouquets out for Wanda-

Wanda: What?

Nat: I had a plan!

Nat: *clears her throat* Looks like I need to follow you inside so you can put all these in some water.

Wanda: But I-

Nat:

Wanda: You dork. Come inside.

And they never actually make it to the date…

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[a-spes]

| THE PLACE WE'VE BEEN DREAMING OF - Imagine (1,109 words).

| Summary - when Natasha enventually gives in, and accept her wife's demand to adopt a pet.

| Tags & warning - Men & Minors DNI, soft dark!wandanat x R, not really pet play but R is reffered to as one (stray/mutt/it), a man being mean, mentions of death, hints of (past) abuse, pure fluff/comfort.

| Author's note - I wrote that quickly because it has been on my mind for so long, and I definitely needed to share it with the world, but hope you'll enjoy it anyway! I'll definitely write a longer version of it when I've time, but for the moment, here goes the first introduction to The place we've been dreaming of alternative universe (and it's only the beginning because i've so many thoughts to share about it) <3

| MASTERLIST — ✧ — TO SAY SOMETHING

it was wands' idea. she had begging nat for years, talking about how good it would be to have a pet, just to bring a bit of life in the household.

and that's exactly what natasha feared. because she likes how quiet, and tidy, her house is. she likes the routine she built with her wife over the years, and she is reluctant to bring another piece in her house.

but how could she deny her wife when she begs her with those puppy eyes?

so she eventually gave in, and they went into a place that's only known by the richest persons. it's kind of a shelter, but instead of animals, human being are sold.

they walked in, wands looking in the cages while nat roll her eyes everytime she tries to have her opinion. "did you find what you want?" the seller asked, and nat looks at her wife that seems to hesitate. "what's over here?" she asked back, pointing to a noisy alley that constrats with the quiet one they've just travelled.

the sellers just dismissed her question, "they're unfit" he just replied, "they're going to be send off tomorrow". "where?" wands asked. "to be killed", he replied, but when he tried to get the conversation back on his best goods, wanda ignored him: she wanted to see these ones. nat isn't surprised, her wife always having a thing for saving broken being, but she still roll her eyes, thinking about the additionnal trouble it'll bring.

so, before the man could say anything, they walk in the alley. the ambience is different. yells, cries, and dark glances greet the women, while in the first alley, everyone's was perfect. nat cringes while her wife walk around, until she crouches in front of a cage that, at the first sight, appears to be empty.

except that, that you are here. in the back of the cage, hiding where the light can barely find you, trying to forget where you are. the noise is frightening you, but your hands covering your ears isn't enough to reduce it. the yells from the other still bugging you.

you've no idea for how long you've been here, but it felt like an eternity. you've been sent back here by your previous owner, it was your last chance, you've been told, and you don't know what's going to happen. when the door clicked, you thought your hour had come, and it only made you curl up further.

but the hand that came for you wasn't harsh. it hasn't tried to grab you. when you eventually open your eyes, your met by the sight of a woman, that's trying to get you to come to her. her voice is sweet. she doesn't yell as you thought she would when you didn't move at first.

the men had to bang against the walls to get you out, which earn him a glance from both of the women. he ignored them. "this stray has one of the worse behavior. she bites, is noisy, messy, agressive, ..." but wanda isn't listening anymore. she is just looking at you, sitting in front of her, unable to ignore the look on your eyes. the fear, and the exhaustion.

you didn't bite. you didn't made a noise. you didn't try to run away.

you only flinched when she reach out to stroke your cheek, but a second was enough for you to lean into her contact. it was so sweet. so gentle. and, for the first time, it felt genuine, and even the slap or the harsh grip you were waiting for never came. she was looking at you with pity, and something you couldn't name yet.

"... she couldn't behave even to save her life, we've tried everything. she's trouble", he adds, still talking even if none of the women is caring about his opinion, "believe me, she'll be better dead", and nat muttered something how he should be the one to die, while wanda didn't listen at all to his speech, all her attention being on you right now.

"you're sure that's the one you want, wands?" she asked, but she already knew her wife would nod, and she is definitely not going to fight her, especially when she sees how attached she already seems to be.

she looked at her while she take a biscuit out of her pocket, just to give a bit to you, but ends up giving you everything when she notices how you inhaled it. her brows furrowing together, but she doesn't say a word. she knows it would be useless to start a scene right now, this man perfectly knowing how bad he is treating you, and everyone else here. or maybe he doesn't, and doesn't realizes, thinking you deserve it, and then it would be pointless to argue with him. in that instant, she wishes she could take them all home, and if she can't, she can at least save one life.

"we didn't even bring her home yet that you're already spoiling her" nat complained, rolling her eyes. a whispered, "she deserves it", is muttered under her breath while the man seems annoyed, "if you're too lenient, you're going to regret it. you need to be firm with these things, you know." "and how would you know?" nat would ask, "apparently it didn't work well, from what you said earlier" and she smirks when she notices he starts to loose his temper, his voice being harsh when he replies, "then do not even think about taking her back when you'll realize how bad she is," just to nat to assure him that he "doesn't need to worry about that".

she isn't found of her wife's choice. she would have prefer it if she choose one of the perfect pet from the first alley. one of the one that wouldn't disturb her peace. but obviously her wife had to go for a stray, a mott, and a broken one by the way. but if there are two things she enjoys it's seeing her wife smiling, and pissing off men that thinks they know everything. if adopting that one allows to do it both at the same time, then she's all for it. a part of her wanting to prove the man that he is just wrong, and is the problem in that story.

#a spes writing #imagine #the place we've been dreaming of universe #wandanat #wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff #wandanat x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #reader insert #fluff writing #soft dark wandanat

[miniusbs]

Just a thought…

Avengers groups on vacation at one of Starks cabins. It’s late at night everyone has been drinking and they’re now all settled around the couches chatting, joking, and teasing each other. Reader is sitting in between Nat and Wanda. They are not a thing but Nat and Wanda (who are dating) are definitely interested in Reader. Anyways some how they get onto the topic of who out of the group is a bottom and who is a top. Reader is pretty fucking buzzed at this point.

Y/n : “YOU THINK I AM A BOTTOM???!? ME?!? I am the least bottom-ie bottom of all bottoms!.!. I AM the tippiest of all tops. —”

Everyone chuckling Wanda and Nat smirking

Y/n : “like please I am the teller of what is to be done. Nobody and I mean NOBODY can tell me THE TELLER what to do—”

Wanda : “oh yeah?”

Y/n : “uh huh (kinda slurred) no body (hiccup) can tell me what to do.”

Wanda : “Can you hand me my drink off the table sweetheart?”

Y/n : “huh? Oh yeah of course. Here you go. Now as I was saying —”

Wanda : “hand this to Nat for me.” (Gives them Nat’s phone)

Y/n : (passes the phone) “here you go Nat. Um where was I?” Looks at Nat for directions.

Nat: “you were saying how nobody can tell you what to do.”

Y/n : “Oh right, yeah you got to be crazy if you’d think I’d ever let somebody tell me what to do.”

Wanda : “go grab my bag off the table over there for me hun”

Y/n : “Okay, over here?” (get up and walks towards the table)

Wanda : “Yes, the black book bag with my red insignia on it”

Y/n : (whispers to themselves -“insign-who?” Searches and holds one up) “this one?”

Wanda : “Yes hun, that one. Now bring it over here.”

Y/n : (walks over and hands her the bag) “like I was saying - takes another drink - you will not find me underneath no one. Nobody can make me do anything or tell ME what to do. I call the shots around here.”

Everyone quietly dying laughing

Y/n : “I -hiccup- I wear the um strap in the relationship”

Nat : (leans forward) “Oh you do now?”

Y/n : “Y-Yes. Very much so. I stay strapped.”

Nat : “is that so?”

Y/n : “Yep”

Nat : (grabs the bag from Wanda and unzips it. She reaches down in and pulls out a red strap-on) “put it on then”

Everyone dying at this point while Nat looks so smug and readers eyes are bulging out of their head choking a bit on their drink.

Y/n : “well…well I mean..I…um”

Nat : “Come on Ms I stay strapped. Let’s see you put it on.”

Y/n : (grabs the strap then looks at Nat for direction)

Nat : “Go ahead..let’s see it”

Y/n : (has never put on a strap before goes to put it over her pants)

Wanda : “it’s upside down sweetheart”

Y/n : “right I knew that I was just checking it out.”

Y/n : (goes to step in it)

Nat : “you know that’s not where your leg goes right?”

Y/n : “oh yeah heh I was just getting my footing”

Y/n: (takes foot out then tries to put it in the right hole. Gets tripped up and starts to fall (drunk balance and all) and Nat catches them)

Nat : “here let me help” (Nat puts their legs in the right places and pulls it all the way till it’s snug. Wanda reaches over and pulls the straps tight to where it’s jostling y/n a bit)

Wanda: “there you go”

Y/n : ( their face is beet red with a little overly large red dildo hanging between their legs after being fussed over (slightly manhandled) to put in on by Nat and Wanda.

Nat : “as you were saying….”

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[olsenmyolsen]

You're Not Alone

master list

dark master list

Post Age of Ultron (WandaNat)

Summary: Wanda discovers a secret about The Black Widow after a mission.

Word Count: 4.5K

Content: Talks of Hydra, The Red Room, Feelings, Tramua and flashbacks.

Wanda was still learning a lot since moving to America and becoming an Avenger.

Much to the dismay of Clint Barton, she discovered how much more trashy American reality TV is compared to other countries. Choosing to watch two toxic people argue while shitfacrd was a late-night pleasure for Wanda.

She also found her niche of new sitcoms to enjoy. Ones like The Office and Parks and Rec. She tried Always Sunny, but Wanda COULD NOT get into it. That disappointed Maria Hill, who liked that one. But not as much as How I Met Your Mother.

Regardless, Malcom in the Middle was a new favorite for Wanda Maximoff.

She also found new oddities about her teammates. Like Sams love of naming his little gadgets. Steve's late-night ballroom dancing practices. Vision curiosity over his humanoid teeth and Thor's love of all things Pop-Tarts and sugary sweets before heading off-world.

Lastly, Wanda most recently discovered something about Natasha Romanoff that almost no one knew.

Natasha Romanoff had a tattoo.

Wanda couldn't believe it when she saw it. But then again, Wanda was never supposed to see it. She only happened to see it because a mission went wonky...

Since joining the team, Wanda had one goal in mind aside from the obvious for the greater good hero crap. Wanda wanted to eliminate Hydra and their bases.

Joining Hydra was a mistake. It gave her, her powers but at the cost of her young adult years. At the expense of her sanity. She lost herself and then her brother.

Now, she was slowly discovering who Wanda was. Who Wanda Maximoff wanted to be. One of the first things on that list was to take down Hydra.

So that's what led Steve, Sam, Wanda, and Natasha in route to the snowy mountains of France. It wasn't the first mission Wanda was cleared to go on. But it was the first time she was on with Natasha Romanoff.

The Black Widow.

To say Natasha intimidated the Sokovain would be an understatement. Wanda was frightened of Natasha. Even if Wanda could clearly use her powers to her advantage, she didn't want to do that anymore.

At least not to her teammates and friends.

Besides, the pair had barely spoken since the fall of Wanda's home country, but yet Natasha's red jacket still hung in Wanda's closet.

They shared the same floor and went to movie nights at the same time, but aside from a look over and a tight-lipped smile. Natasha never gave Wanda anything more.

Not even when Wanda gave everyone on the team a handwritten apology for her actions in the rise and fall of Ultron.

She never received anything back from Natasha.

And yet.

Natasha chose to sit next to Wanda on the flight to France.

Wanda smiled as the redhead looked over the younger woman. Wanda did the same as her eyes traveled over Natasha's face. She couldn't deny how beautiful the Widow was. Her green eyes and striking features were hard to look away from. But that's what benefitted Natasha when she was in the Red Room. Use any and everything to your advantage.

Natasha wasn't doing that now.

She was just being herself. She wanted to talk to Wanda.

So when she saw Wanda's eyes leave her lips and get visibly nervous, Natasha decided to speak up.

"Hi." She started. Simple enough.

"Hi." Wanda softly spoke back.

Natasha took a second before speaking.

"I want you to know that I know this isn't your first mission. But it's your first one with me since..." Wanda nodded as Natasha steadied herself. "I just want you to know that you can count on me to have your back." Wanda smiled at that. "I know you'll have mine." Natasha ended that with a reassuring nod and a look away before looking back when the witch spoke up.

"Thank you, Natasha."

"Of course."

With that, Natasha cleared her throat and started looking at her widow bites. Double-checking them. Even though they had been thoroughly looked over by the Widow herself before the team even left the compound.

Wanda didn't know what to say anyways. Everything that had just happened was shocking to her.

The most shocking part might have been when Natasha didn't leave when she got done with her gadgets; instead, she remained sat in her seat next to Wanda.

Wanda racked her brain, thinking of anything else to say, but nothing came out when she opened her mouth.

But finally, when she was about push the words "have you ever seen the Dick Van Dyke show?" through her lips, Steve called the team up to go over the mission one last time.

The mission? Infiltrate the located Hydra Base. Save prisoners, if any. Capture the goons inside and try not to kill anyone. However, if it comes to it, do what you have to.

Steve made a better speech, but you get the jist.

When the wheels touched down, the group decided to split off. Through the coms, Wanda could hear Steve and Sam finding guys left and right. But that wasn't the case for her and Natasha.

Their side of the base was empty. Cells and rooms had been cleared out, long left abandoned. Dust and dirt had gathered. Flashbacks came to the front of Wanda's mind, but she pushed down the screaming and the trauma that came with it just in time for Natasha's thoughts to be loud.

Begging for Wanda to read them.

The Black Widow tried to focus on the mission, but for the last couple of months, Natasha had been silently struggling.

After mouthing off to Capitol Hill, Natasha came to Avengers Tower under Fury's orders. She stayed and made herself useful to the cause at hand, however, before and in between Ultron happening. Natasha had thought she found solace in someone after her and Maria split. But even after Natasha begged for them to go with her. It wouldn't work.

Nothing Natasha did worked.

So when a little witch made Natasha relive her nightmares, it didn't anger Natasha. It made her feel weak and small, like she deserved it.

So all this time when, Wanda felt like Natasha wasn't making an effort or ignoring her. Wanda technically wasn't wrong. It, however, wasn't because Natasha hated Wanda she was just dealing with her own shit.

"Natasha?" Wanda whispered when she noticed that the Widow wasn't walking next to her anymore. Instead, she was severely feet back looking into a cell.

Wanda walked back and saw what Natasha was staring at. A stuffed pink bear laid face down in the middle room. Covered in dirt and dried blood.

Wanda didn't say anything. She and Natasha had lived something similar. She just forced her eyes to pull away from the bear and look at Natasha, rubbing the left side of her ribs with her right hand, mumbling something to herself before remembering where she was, and what she was supposed to be doing. She cleared her throat and looked at Wanda.

"We should get moving."

Again, Natasha's thoughts were begging to be viewed, but Wanda ignored them and followed Natasha.

"Did you find it yet?" Sams voice came over coms. "We're almost at the drives now. If there's no one to save or take, prepare to evac in five." Natasha said as she and Wanda stopped before a room storing this base's secrets.

Wanda lit up the room with her magic before deeming it safe for Natasha to flick the switch on. "Is that new?" She asked when Wanda lowered her hands. "Steve, Vision, and I have been trying to come up with inventive ways to use my powers."

Natasha nodded as she put the thumb drive into the computer in the corner of the room.

"That's right," Natasha said. "I can see you lifting him from my window." That surprised Wanda. She had no idea Natasha had been watching them after team training ended. "You're doing good." Natasha offered a genuine smile to the Sokovian, who tried her best to hide the red on her cheeks.

Natasha noticed but didn't comment on it.

Instead, she turned to look at the files loading up on the monitor. Folders and folders full of information on this Hydra bases dealings.

What test they ran. Who they tested it on. What bodies were traded for and to whom.

It was all horrible.

Natasha's eyes watched each document and picture flick by her. The progress bar at the bottom of the screen was getting closer and closer to 100% when a picture of a young blonde girl flew by.

Natasha leaned forward.

No.. It couldn't be..

Wanda saw how Natasha's whole body language changed. She saw how her green eyes changed from focused to scared. Before Wanda could comment on it. A loud bang was heard from outside the door down the hall.

Instantly, Natasha rose to her feet, gun drawn. She looked over at Wanda with raised hands. Ready to fight. Natasha nodded to Wanda and then back to the computer and whispered. "Stay here. Make sure it gets to 100% and then take it with you to the quinjet. I'll be there."

Wanda felt like she should stop Natasha. Or that they should go together, but the words never left her mouth as Natasha rounded the doorframe, disappearing from sight.

As Wanda waited, Natasha quietly stalked her way to where the noise had came from. Her breathing was slow and calculated as she kept her gun in front of her. She listened for any voices or footsteps that might give away whoever was around. But no noise was made.

Natasha turned around and was about to head back when a woman wearing a grey Hydra outfit emerged from the shadows with a gun in their hand—firing two rounds at Natasha before they took off running.

Natasha used her quick reflexes to get up onto her feet and immediately started chasing after the person who just shot at her. "I got one running west," Natasha yelled in the coms. "Heading your way, Wanda."

Wanda's head shot up at learning that piece of information, and stood up from the computer to rush out the doorway. Without thinking about Wanda used her magic to stop the Hydra agent. Immobilizing their body, sending them crashing to the floor. The gun sliding away from their hand.

Natasha stopped next to the fallen body and bent down to turn the woman's body over. Natasha saw how the woman's eyes were red. Wanda had her under. "She's scared," Wanda spoke up for the woman.

That's why she ran. Natasha thought as she looked over the woman's blonde hair and at the features on that dawned her face.

Memories came to the front of her mind as her fingers itched to touch the side of her ribs again.

Natasha shook them away and swallowed before standing back up with a groan. The sharp pain rushed through her body as the adrenaline started coming down. Natasha winced and placed her hand on her side where the pain was coming from.

"You're bleeding."

Natasha looked into Wanda's concerned green eyes and didn't move as Wanda stepped closer to her. Walking right over the now incapacitated Hydra goon. Natasha wanted to take a step back away from Wanda but froze when Wanda's soft hands placed themselves on Natasha's body. Her hands gripped Natasha's hips as she bent down to take a closer look at the wound.

"It looks like the bullet just grazed you. Did you not feel it?" Wanda looked up at Natasha, who just shrugged. "I didn't even realize."

Wanda accepted the answer because she could start to see that pushing Natasha would push her away. So, instead, Wanda nodded to herself and raised her hand to Natasha's wound.

"I've been working on something.. Do you trust me?" Wanda asked the one person whom most people could never see Natasha trusting. "Yes," Natasha said without hesitation. Wanda hid a blush at that before continuing.

She raised her hand higher and brought it closer to Natasha's bleeding side. "It won't hurt."

Natasha watched as red wisps extended themselves from Wanda's hand and landed on the marking of the bullet. Before her eyes, Natasha watched as Wanda started patching the wound as if she were stitching her body. "Oh my.. Wanda..." Natasha couldn't believe it, and yet her wound was now sown shut with a red glow around it.

Wanda looked at what she did and smiled. She was proud of herself. So when she looked up, and saw Natasha smiling back down. Wanda smiled brighter. "That's amazing," Natasha said as Wanda stood up. Her hands were still on the Widow's body. "Thank you!" Natasha looked at Wanda with newfound respect and admiration.

And before she knew it, Natasha's eyes traveled from Wanda's green eyes to her pink lips. She started scanning every inch of the Sokovain's face in a new way.

Wanda wasn't sure if what she was seeing was actually happening, so it was best not to comment on it. However, she did notice that slight fall from Natasha's lips when Wanda removed her hands from her.

"When we get back, you'll have to get it checked out. My magic won't hold it forever... At least not that I know of." Wanda chuckled at that last part, making Natasha crack a laugh for the first time in a long time.

The nice eye-darting moment between the two had to come to an end when the prisoner groaned from the floor. They were still unconscious, thanks to Wanda. But needing to be moved.

"I'll check the hard drive if you want to..." Natasha didn't need to say anymore as Wanda effortlessly lifted the prisoner with her powers. Natasha smiled at the easy use of her powers and subconsciously rubbed the side of her ribs above the area where she had been shot once again—an action Wanda had picked up on.

Perhaps it was a nervous habit of Natasha's?

Maybe a tic?

Wanda didn't know, but when she saw Natasha do it again, she sat back down in the chair in front of the monitor. The screen sitting on an image of an experiment being ran on a young kid.

The progress bar below sitting at 100%.

Wanda watched as Natasha's body tensed, followed by her thoughts becoming louder and louder.

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The flight went by quicker than Wanda thought it would.

She wanted to sit and talk with Natasha but couldn't when Natasha landed herself in the pilot seat. Wanda was sure she wouldn't have been if the Widow told the team about her getting shot, but Natasha didn't.

Instead, when Wanda and Natasha arrived with the unconscious Hydra goon, Steve and Sam had no idea that Natasha was in a fight. Something about the coms failing right after the download started. Steve asked Natasha if she was fine, and Wanda watched her teammate lie and put on a brave face.

So Natasha flew the team back.

When they landed, Sam went to start a report on the mission while Wanda went with Steve to take the prisoner to holding. Natasha went to the medical unit to get her wound looked over.

At least, that's what Wanda thought.

To no surprise but Wandas, Natasha headed straight to her room. She locked the door and went to her bathroom. She opened a cabinet and pulled out her own med kit. She rested it on the counter as her nerves began to calm down. The pain worked its way through her soft and battered body as her suit was slowly peeled off, hitting the floor.

There, Natasha stood in her private bathroom, scanning over her semi-naked body. What's been done to it by others. What's been done is by her own hands. Scars and wounds healed but still leave a mark.

She brings her fingers up over her newest wound and lets the bit of undried blood drip onto her middle finger before she rubs it into her skin.

The red staining her.

Natasha brings her face up from her fingers to look back at the mirror. Natasha realizes just how close the bullet was. Had it been appropriately aimed and higher, it would've gone right through the middle of Natasha's first and only tattoo.

On the side of Natasha's ribs were two incredibly detailed fireflies. One was slightly bigger than the other.

"Look, forest stars!"

"Yeah! You know what? Those are actually part of the Lampyridae family. And the glow that you see, that comes from a chemical reaction called... bioluminescence... Come on time for dinner!"

"I want Mac and Cheese."

"Natasha..?"

Natasha, startled, jumped back and away from the shut bathroom door. Covering herself before, she immediately closed her eyes and got upset at her actions once she realized it was Wanda on the other side.

Had she not heard the witch enter her room?

"I was calling your name over and over, but you didn't hear me." The witch answered. "I came to check on you. I went to the medical wing and... and you never made it. So I knocked on your door before letting... myself.. in..." Wanda tried to laugh to cover the light criminal work she had done. Even then, she opened and closed her mouth, but before Natasha could do anything, Wanda asked: "Are you okay? Do you need help?"

Natasha stood with her bodysuit held in her right hand. A part of her was yelling at her to put it on and send Wanda away. Fix yourself up alone and get back to training. But there was the other half. The one who was exhausted and hurt. The one who needed help.

That voice won out.

"Wa-Wanda..." Natasha's voice was cracked before she cleared it. "Yes?" Wanda answered with a voice of surprise and concern. But then Natasha didn't speak. Instead, there was a click of the door as Natasha removed her hand from the lock. "Come in.." She quietly called out to the Sokovian, who now wore a set of grey sweats, gingerly placed her hand on the knob before turning it slowly, opening the door.

"Natasha..." Wanda hitched her breath as her eyes became focused on the woman standing before her. Only wearing a black sports bra and black shorts. Riddled with scars and bruising. A bullet wound below a black and white marking that Natashas was hiding with her hand.

Wanda took her gaze off Natasha's body and found her eyes. Taking a step forward, Natasha didn't look away from the younger woman. She didn't move. She kept her grip on her suit and waited. "Natasha?" Wanda spoke.

"Hmm?"

Wanda looked away from the Widow and picked up the Avengers-level first-aid kit. "Take a seat.." She gestured over to the edge of the counter. Natasha looked at the spot before nodding.

Cautious, she dropped the suit from her grip but kept her hand covering the tattoo.

Wanda caught onto it and wasn't sure what Natasha could possibly be hiding; after all, SHEILDS secrets had been public knowledge for the last year and a half. But Wanda wasn't going to bug her about. Right now, she just wanted to care for her teammate and friend.

So, as Wanda got closer to Natasha, Natasha sat straight up and lifted her arm up to give Wanda enough space to work. Wanda sent the older woman a flat smile and bent down slightly before starting to clean the grazed area of the bullet.

Natasha did her best not to wince or show much emotion as Wanda cleaned her up and tossed the bloodied pieces of tissues to the side. Wanda knew Natasha wouldn't, but still, she was in such close proximity to THE BLACK WIDOW, and yet she could tell something was wrong. "Natasha?" Wanda finally said when she went to stitch her up without using her powers.

"Yes?" Natasha brought her eyes to Wanda as her loud thoughts of a young blonde child slowed. "Are you okay?" Wanda asked the question that had been begging to be asked.

Natasha wasn't sure what it was, but she easily could've lied to Wanda. She could've nodded, put on a brave face, and shut down any remaining questions, but when the green eyes of the Sokovian looked up at her, she broke. She closed her eyes and squeezed them tight as tears threatened to spill.

Wanda quickly put down the medicinal supplies in her hand and placed her hands on the shoulders of the redhead before they moved down to Natasha's side. Her hand sitting inches above the still-covered tattoo. "Tas-Natasha?"

Natasha shook her head and used her one free hand to wipe at her face. A tear slipped past her mouth as she opened to speak. "I'm tired." She spoke through her rough throat. Wanda nodded. She knew. "So tired."

Wanda rubbed her hands up and down Natasha's side. It seemed like it was still a safe thing to do, considering Natasha hadn't stopped her, and they were both enjoying the touch of each other on their skin.

Wanda was going to let the silence linger. She didn't know what to say to help Natasha that the Widow didn't know, and she was focusing really hard not to read her thoughts. But luckily for Wanda, Natasha very quietly looked up and said: "I miss her."

Wanda saw the soft sadness in the eyes of her friend and felt hurt. She didn't like seeing Natasha like this. It didn't feel right, and someone this pretty should never be sad.

"Who?" Wanda asked, genuinely curious.

"Yelena. My sister."

Natasha saw the confused look on the witches face, but instead of elaborating, Natasha leaned closer to Wanda and lifted her hand off of her tattoo. "Here." She placed her hands on top of Wanda. Moving one just in front of her forehead and the other hand, she moved down the side of her body.

The feeling of their fingers resting on top of one another sent a warmth wave throughout each woman as Natasha finally placed Wanda's hand on the tattoo.

"I got this a year after my deflection to SHIELD."

Wanda rubbed her thumb over the larger firefly before tracing her fingers over the delicate linework. The action making Natasha smile. "Do you know where she is?" Wanda gingerly asked when she took her eyes off the piece of art.

"No."

"Do you wish you did?"

Natasha didn't waste another thought on a lie. She answered truthfully while looking into Wanda's eyes.

"Yes."

Wanda's eyes stayed on Natashas before dropping to her lips and back up. "Can.. I..?" Wanda asked, awaiting consent before earning a nod. With that, Wanda lowered her hand and began looking into Natasba's mind. Looking at what Natasha wanted her to see.

A young blonde child and a girl with dyed blue hair. The two are playing in a backyard near a swing set. The younger girl is laughing and having fun before she falls over.

"Yelena," Natasha repeated her name. "My sister." Wanda smiles at the memory and then raises her hand up and leaves Natasha's mind. "Before she was taken. She didn't know..." When she opens her eyes, Natasha is looking at her. "Thank you for showing me that." Wanda once again looks down at Natasha's watery smile—her lips.

Natasha nods and notices the look on Wanda's face. "Wanda.." Natasha starts as her hands move to Wanda's waist, tugging her closer to her sitting on the bathroom counter.

"We shouldn't..." Wanda already knows what the older woman is thinking, but Natasha wants this. She needs this. It's been a while since she's felt the care from someone else. The touch of another. She also has shared something with Wanda that no one else knows.

So, as she pulls Wanda closer, Wanda knows that they shouldn't, but she can't say no. The words fail to get past her throat. She wants to feel the lips of the other on her... So she leans into Natasha, and the moment between them is soft. Slow and careful. But the sparks fly.

Something happens.

Natasha's hand moves around to Wanda's lower back, pulling her closer, causing Wanda to fall more into her without a fight as their lips collide again and again.

A whimper makes Natasha smile as she bites and pulls the witches bottom lip between her teeth. "You sound so good for me," Natasha whispers, earning another moan. "Natasha..." Wanda tries to speak again but fails when Natasha's right hand begins pulling at Wanda's grey sweatpants. "Shhh.. It's okay.. I want this.." Natasha reassures Wanda to only earn a shake of the head. The younger woman is doing her best to tell Natasha that she's...

"Tasha.." Wanda moans when Natasha's hand brushes past her bare pussy. "Come on. Tell me you want this, Wanda..." Wanda gasps and moans when a finger touches her clit. "Tasha, please..." Natasha smirks and kisses the lips of the scarlet woman with passion.

"Please, what baby..." Wanda loves the kisses being planted by Natasha, but she has never done anything past this moment with someone. She's feeling lost, and the feeling of passion is morphing into nervousness. And she doesn't want to do this with Natasha when she knows and can feel the thoughts coming from Natasha.

Natasha is looking for an escape.

Wanda moans again in pleasure. "Please stop." She says, surprising Natasha. Immediately, Natasha pulls her hands out of Wanda's sweatpants, placing them on her sides taking her lips off of the Sokovian. Looking into her eyes with concern. "What- what's wrong?" Wanda bites her bottom lip before returning them to Natashas, still keeping her confused. "Wanda?" Natasha looks at her friend with soft eyes.

"I've never..." Wanda says, making Natasha feel guilty for pushing her. "Oh Wanda..." Natasha starts, but Wanda stops her again with a kiss, moving their bodies closer together. "Stop. I want to, but..." Wanda bites her lips again. "I don't want to be used." She takes a careful breath before saying: "You and I both know what that's like."

Natasha doesn't realize a tear has fallen from her face until Wanda drags a finger up her cheek. Wiping it away with tenderness. "I'm so-" "Don't." Wanda cups Natasha's chin. "It's okay." Natasha wants to yell at her that it's not, but all she does is collapse as Wanda runs her hand over the tattoo of a distant memory.

Wanda doesn't speak about what almost happened between them. Instead, she leaves Natasha on the bathroom counter as she brings her some clothes to rest in later tonight. She finishes wrapping the wound around Natasha before leading her out to her bed.

Both women are tired but don't let go of one another hand. Wanda smiles when Natasha asks her to stay.

They don't talk about what is new between them. But the two feel closer as Wanda keeps her hand on the tattoo, and with permission, she is allowed to relive the happiest memories from Natasha's childhood. A majority of them involving Yelena. Natasha thanked her as she laid in the Sokovian's arms.

In return, Wanda made her remember that she's not alone.

dividers by @/benkeibear

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[natsglorifiedsimp]

Questions

Age: 3 years old

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Thoughts...

Thoughts were roaming around your head. It wasn't unusual for you to have that. Everything you see was a thing that needed to be questioned.

The moonlight shining through your window and the clouds passing by it piqued your curiosity. And then you noticed the stars. It was oddly a different shape than the ones you have on your ceiling which glow at night.

You tried to shake it off and let your body rest. "I'm gonna figure you guys out tomorrow," you said to yourself.

You snuggled yourself in your blanket and closed your tired eyes.

"But wait why does the stars in my room glow different than the ones outside?"

"Well, it's store-bought" You rolled your closed eyes.

"But why is it that the stars are a different shape tho?"

Your eyebrows were all furrowed. Questions were swirling in your mind.

"Ugh, I'll figure it out now" you grumbled to yourself.

You got up from your bed and scurried your way to your mother's room.

The sounds of the door creaking didn't fail to wake Natasha but with the hurried little footsteps and stifled yawn, she knew that it was you.

"Mama, wake up!" you whispered shouted.

Opening one eye, she looked at your distressed face, "What is it, honey? Why are you up?" she said.

"Why are the stars in my room different from the ones outside?" you tilted your head in question.

Natasha silently giggled hoping the other redhead won't wake up, "Is that what's keeping you up, malyshka?"

"Mhm"

"Well, come here" she ushered. She tucked you in while you snuggled comfortably.

Natasha took a deep breath in thought about what should she answer to a little girl like you who's smart and also likes knowing about fantasy.

"Honey, stars outside are a big circle just like our planets" she explained. "But stars glow and has different colors because fairies paint them according to the stars request."

"So does that mean the stars in my ceiling should be a circle?" you questioned.

"But if they were they would become a circle, right?"

"Mama." you deadpanned. "That doesn't make sense"

This time the other redhead who appears to be sleeping is now chuckling. Natasha's glare burned Wanda's back.

"Mommy?" you addressed Wanda.

Wanda turned to face you, "Yes, baby?"

"Tony said that babies are made when women and men make love. But you're both women and you guys don't have bananas." you pondered.

"I'm gonna kill Tony" Natasha mouthed.

"Unless you guys are hiding bananas down there" you squinted.

"WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?" Wanda mouthed back

"So how did you guys make me?"

"You answer that" Natasha pointed at Wanda and bailed, pretending to sleep.

You turned your head to Wanda waiting for the answer. Wanda looked horrified like she got asked the hardest question in the whole world.

"Mommy?"

Oh God this is gonna be a long night

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[lots-of-pockets]

Smoothies and sniffles

Advent day 3: “Oh no, not you too!”

Pairing: Wanda x Natasha

Notes: first collab on this advent with @goldenempyrean! Enjoy!

In the soft glow of the morning light, for once in a long long while, the compound was quiet. No one running about, no hustle and bustle of people preparing to go on missions. It'd been like this for the entire week.

Clint had unknowingly passed along some bug he'd picked up from attending his kid's parents evening and it had spread like wildlife throughout the campus - much to the horror of their resident germaphobe who'd attempted to lock himself away in his lab only to come crawling out with a runny nose and headache a day or so later. Yet for someone who was so disgusted by sick people he didn't half do a bad job at not spreading his germs.

Still, the peace and quiet did make for a welcome change in atmosphere for some. Wanda couldn't help but hum to herself contentedly as she made her way downstairs heading towards the kitchen, her heart absolutely set on the fresh unopened, box of cereal that awaited her.

The faint sound of a sneeze, soft and muffled, reached Wanda's ears. Curiosity guiding her steps, she followed the sound to the living room.

And there she was, the Black Widow herself, buried under a pile of blankets adorned with a red nose and drooping, tired eyes. It was a rare sight—Natasha Romanoff, the woman who never got sick, finally succumbed to the same virus that had been kicking the rest of the team's asses.

"Oh no, not you too?" Wanda sighed, her breakfast instantly forgotten as she came to Nat's side, letting her hand come to fall through the assassin's messy red hair, "When did this kick in sweet girl? You were fine last night, you're not one to get sick like this." She murmured, resting her hand over her girlfriend's forehead in an attempt to gauge her temperature.

"This morning, when I woke up." Natasha rasps out as she wipes at her nose with her hand, a failed attempt to quell the persistent itch.

Wanda pouts sympathetically as she pulls her hand away. The red head most definitely had a temperature, but she wouldn't know to what degree until she could get her hands on a thermometer.

"You feeling up to eating? I don't want you to take anything on an empty stomach." Wanda murmurs in concern as she reaches for a tissue and hands it over to her sick girlfriend.

Natasha pouts as she takes it and blows her nose. As she pulls away, she lets out a wet sniffle suggesting that blowing her nose had probably done more harm than good. "I don't want to take any medicine." She drops her head against the back of the couch and lets out a heavy sigh.

Wanda couldn't help but wince as she leans forward and presses a kiss to Natasha's warm forehead before rising to her feet with the intention of making the red head some oatmeal or something. "I know, baby, but you know that it helps." She gives Natasha a knowing look as she heads towards the kitchen.

Natasha grumbles, but doesn't protest knowing Wanda was right. Instead, she curls up beneath the blankets and hides, making the mature decision to pretend that if she couldn't see anybody, then they couldn't see her.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Wanda bit her lip as she tried to decide on what to make. She knew her girlfriend probably didn't have much of an appetite, but she just needed something to fill the gap. Eventually after standing there and staring into the cupboards for a while, the witch finally decided on making her a smoothie bowl. Sure oatmeal would've been easier but she thought that a sweet treat would be nice.

Of course Wanda knew had Nat liked her smoothies, after all she'd often make them for her to drink after her workouts. But instead of letting the mixture blend until it turned into liquid, she cut the time down shorter so it was thicker before drizzling some of their strawberry syrup on top. All she needed to get now was some medicine.

"Ooh, you picked up that bug too?" The sound of Clint caught her attention and she turned her head in the direction of the door as he eyed up the bottle of Dayquil that she'd just pulled out of the cabinet.

Wanda shook her head, "Not me, 'Tasha's down with it. I'm just getting her some stuff." She smiled, adding a spoon into Natasha's smoothie bowl before heading to the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

"Yikes, Red's down?" Clint inhaled sharply, he'd also had the pleasure of experiencing cranky, sick Natasha first hand and it definitely hadn't been fun to say the least, "If you need help with anything let me know, okay?"

Wanda smirks, "Thanks, Clint, but I think I can handle it." She gives him a short wave before making her way back through to the living room. There, she just about refrains from snorting in amusement at the sight that greets her. There was a blanket lump on the couch, red hair poking out of the top telling her that Nat had obviously tried and failed to hide herself to avoid having to take medicine.

"I didn't know we were playing hide and seek." she teases playfully as she sets the DayQuil and smoothie  bowl down onto the small table placed just beside  the couch.

Natasha remains silent, and the witch begins to wonder if maybe she'd fallen asleep. Just as she goes to reach out a hand to tug the blankets away from Natasha's face so she could breath, a raspy sounding cough fills her ears telling her that Natasha was still very much still awake.

"Nat? I have something for you," She attempts to coax the sick red head out of her hiding spot as she rests her hand on what she assumes was Natasha's back and gives it a soft pat.

Slowly, the blanket begins to move, and tired green eyes eventually meet Wanda's own as they poke out of the top, "It better not be medicine."

"No baby, not right now. Just this." Wanda picks up the smoothie bowl and brings it closer to Nat so she could get a better look. Natasha seems intrigued, shifting in place slightly so she could pull her arms out of the blanket and take the bowl from her girlfriend.

Wanda couldn't help but pout slightly, under the impression that Natasha would have let her feed her just like the red head had done for her when she was sick. "I don't get to feed you?"

Natasha pauses, spoon halfway to her mouth. Her eyes slowly flicker over to Wanda's, and it wasn't hard to miss the look of disappointment that was eminent on her girlfriends face. Though it made her feel extremely uncomfortable to be fed like she was no more than an incapable child, she couldn't stand to see her girlfriend so upset, and without much hesitation or thought, she finds herself giving in.

"Just this once." She caves, and Wanda's frown was immediately replaced with a grin.

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[goldenempyrean]

Burning

〚 Day 8 - Persistent Fever 〛

〚 Pairing - WandaNat 〛

〚 Summary - Natasha isn't going to leave her feverish girlfriend's side 〛

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Wanda whined as she tossed and turned in her sleep as vibrant and rich fever-fuelled dreams plagued her sleeping form. Images and fragments of memories flashed through her mind, blending reality with fantasy in a disorienting mix. She may have been sleeping but she certainly wasn’t as rest. 

She wasn’t alone at least. Natasha was vigilant, sitting by her side and quietly soothing the witches sleeping form, gently dabbing the brunettes burning skin with a damp cloth in order to provide some comfort. To say she was worried was an understatement. 

Wanda had been hit by some sort of weapon, whether it was alien or engineered was unknown, but it’d caused the rapid onset of s fever that just wouldn’t break. Maybe if she was lucky, she’d get a break for a few hours, but her temperature always seemed to spike again afterwards. 

This was the third night and a row and Nat had exhausted herself, refusing to sleep while her girlfriend was in this condition. 

As Wanda writhed, her forehead glistened with perspiration. Her breathing was uneven, and occasionally she would let out small murmurs of distress. Nat continued to gently dab her forehead with the cool cloth, hoping to alleviate some of the feverish discomfort. 

"Wanda, baby, it's okay," Natasha whispered softly, her voice filled with reassurance. "I'm here with you love, you're safe." 

Natasha's words seemed to reach Wanda's subconscious, as her restlessness momentarily subsided. She settled into a slightly calmer state, although her brow still furrowed with traces of discomfort. 

“You’ll be okay Wands,” The redhead whispered lovingly as she traced her gentle fingers through the witch's hair, lightly applying pressure in the way she knew she loved, “You’re so strong baby, look at you. You’re my beautiful strong Avenger. You’ll get through this.” 

Wanda's fevered mind absorbed Natasha's soothing words, the sound of her voice providing a semblance of comfort amidst the chaos of her dreams. She clung to the redhead's presence, finding solace in the touch of her fingers through her hair. It brought a small measure of relief to her weary body, even if only momentarily. 

Natasha continued to stay by Wanda's side, her love and concern evident in her actions. She knew that Wanda needed her presence, her unwavering support. The persistent fever had taken its toll on both of them, but Natasha refused to give up hope. 

Leaning closer, Natasha planted a gentle kiss on Wanda's forehead, her lips cool against the heated skin. "I'm right here, my love," she whispered, her voice filled with tenderness. "We'll fight this together. You're not alone." 

Wanda's fevered murmurs grew quieter, almost imperceptible, as if the connection between her and Natasha brought a momentary respite from the torment of her illness. In the midst of her feverish dreams, she could sense the love surrounding her, grounding her in reality. 

The night wore on, and Natasha continued her vigil, never wavering in her determination to care for Wanda. She monitored the fever, using the damp cloth to cool her down whenever it spiked. She whispered words of encouragement and love, hoping that her presence and support would help Wanda find the strength to overcome this ordeal. 

As the first light of dawn began to filter through the window, Wanda's fever finally broke. The heat that had consumed her body gradually subsided, and her breathing evened out into a more peaceful rhythm. A sense of relief washed over Natasha, her weariness momentarily forgotten in the face of this small victory. 

With a tender smile, Natasha brushed a strand of hair away from Wanda's face, her gaze filled with affection. "You did it, Wands," she murmured softly. "You fought through it. I'm so proud of you." 

Wanda stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet Natasha's loving gaze. A weak smile graced her lips, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, Nat," she managed to say, her voice filled with gratitude. "I couldn't have done it without you." 

Natasha leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss against Wanda's lips. "I'll always be here for you, Wanda," she whispered, her voice filled with devotion. "No matter what challenges we face, we'll face them together." 

And as they embraced, the room filled with a quiet sense of hope, a testament to the strength of their love and the unbreakable bond they shared. 

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I wanna write a one shot but i am lazy '-'

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[maximotts]

In Ph, in what way would Wanda say her safe word to Nat?

You've reminded me I have yet to finish writing the safewords fic, whoops.. anywayss...

Those two are tricky with safewording because not only did they start out with like... careless hate fucks, neither of them were naturally good at communicating their boundaries. Add in their tendency to lean into risky sexual behaviors and really, there was a bit of trial and error at the end of the day.

Thankfully what Natasha lacks in communication, she makes up for with being highly observant. She knows full well Wanda comes from an environment where boundaries weren't allowed for her and if anything made her uncomfortable, voicing those concerns wouldn't amount to much; so she had to learn through nonverbal cues.

She noticed pretty early on that Wanda, who's typically super vocal, goes quiet when she's too overwhelmed and Natasha's check ins go from "stay with me, Maximoff" to "can you tell me how you're feeling, my love?" as time goes on and they get more enamored with each other. The next trick was ensuring Wanda was being truthful if she mumbled she was fine or just shook her head because again, Wanda really struggled with honestly speaking up.

On Wanda's part, she still prefers touch over speech and took to stroking her fingers over Natasha's palm whenever she wants her to slow down or stop. If her hands aren't within reach, she'll do the same over Nat's stomach or shoulder; whatever part she can manage to get to. When Natasha gives her a break, she'll pull away, but most of the time, Wanda needs the closeness and fidgets until she's cuddled and feeling secure.

Nat finds it's best to stick to yes or no questions so Wanda can either nod her head or provide one word answers, even if it means she has to spend a little more time getting to the root of the issue. Wanda's thankful for Natasha's patience though; from the first time they started working on safe words, she's always respected them, no matter what or when she uses them.

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[wandanatsthings]

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭

Hii, so I’m writing this fic because I see ALOT of Wandanat x Reader where Reader is Basically just skinny white girls and while there’s nothing wrong with that I would love to see something more diverse so this is that enjoy :)

(P.s im dyslexic I’m trying my best)

Word count 1.1k

Warnings: If you consider fluff a warning then ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ lol I don’t think there are any, but lemme know if you see anything please!

Summary: Wanda and Natasha help you take out your braids

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y/n pov It was a Saturday morning and your girlfriends were at work, you were home alone so you decided that it would be a great time to take your braids out. You had them for three months now and your new growth was insane. You had been dreading taking them out because you didn't want your girlfriends to see you like that you thought they would judge you. So now really was the only time to do it so you could have it washed and in a new style hopefully before they got home. You checked the clock on your phone to see how much time you had. You were grateful to know that It was only 9:30 meaning you had plenty of time before they came back tonight at 8. With that, you got up and went into the bathroom to grab everything you needed to bring out into the living room so you could watch TV while you did the tedious task.

It was only about 4:30 and you barely had half of your braids down. Your arms were tired and your back began to hurt. This would be a lot easier if I had help. As soon as that thought crossed your mind. You heard the front door open and close. That couldn't be them. Their home way too early you thought...

Nats pov

Wands and I had left the house around 9:00 this morning leaving y/n home by herself. When we got to work we checked our to-do list to see what it was we had to get done today. Turns out we both only had mission reports due, So we both decided we'd work here at the Avengers Tower for a while and then come home early to surprise y/n.

Wanda's pov

After leaving the Avengers Tower, we went back home to surprise you. As we walked through the house, we could hear your favorite TV show playing and you calling out our names. When we turned the corner into the living room, we saw you surrounded by all kinds of hair products and tools.

y/n pov

As I heard the door shut I called out to see if it was them. “Wands?” “Nat?” After a few short moments, you see them round the corner with smiles on their faces. “Hi…guys, what are you doing home so early?” you ask them feeling a little self-conscious because they were seeing you exactly how you didn’t want them to. “We decided to come home early and finish our mission reports here to spend some time with you,” says Wanda. You look up at them with a smile on your face “Aw guys that's so sweet thank you” You tell them. “Of course detka, Um what's going on here?’’ asked Natasha. You then look around to see all of the combs, conditioner, and grocery bags that surround you. You look up at them and say apprehensively “I'm taking my braids out…” What you hear next surprises you. “Oh well, can we help?” Wanda asked. You looked up at them in shock.

You loved the thought of them wanting to help you. Now neither one of them knew much about your hair curly kinky type but they were always open to learning more about it and asked you questions. “You want to help?’ you ask them with surprise in your voice. “ Yes, why wouldn’t we?” Ask Natasha “Well I mean it is a lot of work and I can't look the prettiest right now.” you say looking down. “I can’t lie you do look a little silly like this but still you are the prettiest anyway you look. I think you look quite adorable like this.” Says Natasha. What she says brings a smile to your face. “Um okay if you guys are sure I would love your help, My arms are tired.” With that, they chuckle a little and sit behind you on the couch. “Okay love you're gonna have to tell us what to do though,” says Wanda “Yes of course” you reply. You had already had the braids cut so they wouldn’t have to worry about that. “So first you're going to pick up a braid, and you can choose to use a rat-tail comb or your fingers. With a rat-tail comb, you will take the end of the comb gently and slowly start to comb the end of the braid to unravel it.”

You demonstrated by using the braid you were working on before they came in. “And if you were to use your fingers, you would do it the same way you would unravel a regular braid, but remember it is still slow and gentle okay?” You look back at them and see them smiling while nodding. “Okay if some of them are a little hard to do just add a little conditioner and it will come out easier.” “okay we got it,” says Wanda. As they start to take the braids down you feel Wanda using her fingers and Natasha using the rattail. Both of them are extremely gentle, Not once pulling too hard. As they complete a few braids you all start to get into a rhythm.

It starts makes you wonder what you were so self-conscious about in the first place. After a while of comfortable silence, Wanda begins to speak. “Thank you for letting us help you with this,” she says “Why are you thanking me, I should be the one thanking you guys. Thank you btw” you reply. “I'm saying thank you for letting us help because this is very vulnerable and we appreciate you letting us get this close to you. For letting us see this beautiful part of you.” “ I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Natasha says. You feel yourself start to get emotional.

You always wanted to be with someone who loved all of you and never made you feel ashamed of yourself and now not only do you have one person who makes you feel that way you have two. “I guess I never really thought about it that way. I'm really glad that I get to share this part of myself with you guys too,” you say. When you turn around to look at them, they're both already looking at you with so much love and adoration in their eyes. You lean up to kiss them “I love you both so much,” you say “We love you more” they both reply. With that, you all continue taking the braids out and time goes by so much faster than it did when it was by yourself. Maybe that was because you had 2 sets of extra hands or because you had your beautiful girlfriends helping you and keeping you company. Either way, before you knew it you were all done. “thank you for helping me again.” you say. “Anytime” Natasha replies. “Okay, now who wants to help me wash it?” “ME!” you hear out of both of your red-headed mouths. You made a mental note to never try and take out your braids yourself again. Why would you when you have 2 very eager girlfriends to help?

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[wandanatbabybear]

based on oldies music in the other room and it’s raining

thinking about sitting on the couch in the drawing room of Steve’s pre-war and restored new york apartment in front of the fire place. you’ve been trying to read for some political philosophy class you’re taking this semester, but there’s a dull ache in your chest at the fault of nothing in particular.

as you zone out staring at the fire, you can hear Steve, Bucky, and Sam laughing in the next room over every now and then, along with Natasha and Wanda - the loves in your life. you hear their feet shuffling and old music playing from the 30s and 40s.

still zoned out, Bucky comes in with a small smile on his face. he sits on the couch next to you, which is what grabs your attention. “you don’t seem to be getting far with that reading.” you look at him with soft and sad eyes but you try to hide it. he can see right through you.

“it’s just not as interesting tonight.” his eyes squint slightly at your non-answer. “you should take a break. you’ve been in here for a while.”

right as you go to reject the offer, Natasha and Wanda joyfully enter the doorway. they glow in your eyes.

“come back, James. Sam has two left feet,” Natasha says with a smug grin.

“duty calls,” Bucky says to you before standing with a pat to your knee.

“join us, детка!” Natasha calls as she pulls Bucky back in the other room. the nickname of her first language never fails to bring butterflies to your belly.

Wanda moves into the room closer to you. you watch her with doe eyes as she gently takes the book from your lap and moves it to the side table, saving your place with the ribbon. she sits on the coffee table in front of you and holds one of your hands in hers.

“Steve and Bucky are teaching us to dance like they did before the war,” she tells you softly. she’s lovingly running her fingers over the back of your hand. “Natasha is excelling, but I’m sure you could’ve guessed that.” a small smile graces your face at this, and Wanda smiles back at you. she leans in and you close your eyes as you feel her lips meet your forehead. one of her hands comes up to to your cheek as she holds your face and your eyes meet hers again. “come dance with us, darling.” she whispers it, like a secret invitation only meant for lovers. “let me lift your spirits.”

you lean into her hand and close your eyes again, this time two heavy teardrops roll down your cheeks, but Wanda wastes no time swiping them away with her thumbs. “come on, любовь. I just know Natty will let you stand on her feet. We’ll catch you if you fall.” 

you consider it for a second before silently nodding, and she smiles as she helps you up from the couch. she lets you walk ahead of her and you tightly grasp her hand again. entering the main room, you see Natasha’s head thrown back with a laugh as Steve leads her in a dance, and Bucky and Sam sitting on the couch laughing with them. you can only imagine Bucky and Sam were bickering about dancing with each other when Wanda was with you and Natasha danced with Steve.

when the pair turns, Natasha sees you and Wanda, and she somehow smiles even wider. it’s rare you see her so happy and relaxed; it makes you smile honestly for the first time all night.

“my princess has arrived to the ball,” Natasha smirks as she leaves Steve’s arms. she leans slightly over your right shoulder and shares a loving kiss with Wanda, right before the Sokovian releases your hand and replaces Natasha’s previous position with Steve. you watch Wanda and Steve for a moment before Natasha grabs your attention by pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “come, my love. i’ll teach you, just follow my lead.” she says this softly, just as Wanda had earlier to you - a secret invitation only meant for lovers.

one of her hands takes yours as the other is gently placed on your waist. you stumble a little at first with a blush rising to your cheeks, but soon the two of you are gracing the room rhythmically alongside Steve and Wanda. you comfortably lean your head on Natasha’s shoulder, closing your eyes and inhaling the familiar scent of her perfume and soap.

a few moments pass before you feel another person swaying along to the music from behind you with their hands on your waist. the sweet humming you begin to hear tells you it’s Wanda. she presses a kiss to your shoulder as Natasha does the same to the top of your head.

the dull ache in your chest is not entirely gone, but you know for sure that, as long as you’re in Natasha and Wanda’s arms, the sadness in your body will easily be forgotten. your friends’ laughs buzz in the atomosphere, there’s a content look on your face; and you know you have found the peace within the people.

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How does Nat propose to Wanda?

knowing wanda, nat has to keep it lowkey.

it happens on a game night. they’re playing scrabble with yelena, peter, and kate. the kids are in on it, and wanda noticed them slyly handing her extra letters. she accuses nat of cheating, but when nat reveals her tiles, they spell out ‘will you marry me?” asjjdnfnsjjcs wanda starts sobbing uncontrollably because she knows they love each other but this feels so permanent. like, she’s gonna get to have a second chance at family and with her natty of all people. she says yes (of fucking course) and nat starts crying too because she’s done it. she finally put down her roots and is giving herself the love she deserves and sharing it with her most favorite person in the multiverse

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[cobiehill]

Can We Always Be This Close?

(read part two here)

pairing: wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff x reader

w/c: 1192

summary: reader can’t sleep so wanda invites her to join movie night with her girlfriend natasha (soft!!!)

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You rolled onto your side for the millionth time that night, squinting as you checked the time on your phone.

2am

It wasn’t horrifically late for you, however you’d been having trouble sleeping the past week and you wanted nothing more than to shut off your brain and get some well overdue rest.

Finally accepting defeat, you hauled your body out of bed with a sigh and made your way into the compound kitchen to refill your glass of water

As you stepped out into the corridor, you noticed a low buzz coming from the room opposite your own. Wanda’s room. You figured she was probably sat watching some old romcom with her girlfriend Natasha and had lost track of the time - that wasn’t unusual for them.

You shuffled past the door quietly, not wanting to disrupt them, and headed downstairs.

Making your way towards the sink, you flipped the tap and hummed under your breath. You wondered what film the girls had been watching.

“Bridget Jones, actually” a voice startled you. “It’s one of my favourites. Natasha pretends to hate it but I think she’s secretly super invested”.

You’d flinched at the sound of Wanda, and in reaction, the glass had dropped from your hand and into the sink, splashing your shirt with water.

“Jesus Christ Wanda, did you have to sneak up on me like that?”

Wanda laughed, making her way over to where you were standing.

“Sorry” she apologised, but from the look on her face you knew she definitely wasn’t. “Your thoughts were super loud, I assumed you were just asking me directly.”

“Well I wasn’t” you reply with a huff, taking a paper towel to wipe at the wet counter.

“Someone’s grumpy” she added with a smirk “Can’t sleep?”

“Something like that.”

The look of amusement on her face quickly turned to concern.

“I’m making tea for Nat and I if you’d like some? You could always sit in on the movie too?”

You paused, taken aback by the idea of spending time with the couple. You got along with both of them fairly well, however they tended to keep to themselves and you weren’t sure how you felt about gatecrashing their time together. It also didn’t help that you found both women painfully attractive either.

“I wouldn’t wanna interrupt” you rejected politely, but Wanda was firm, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“You wouldn’t be interrupting.” she says, her face sincere.

You didn’t get a chance to accept the offer of tea either, as she used her powers to whisk a third mug from the shelf above.

“If you insist” you respond eventually.

“I do.”

The walk back upstairs together is silent, and you wait a couple of paces behind Wanda as she opens the door to her room.

You’re shocked by the sight that greets you - Natasha curled up on the corner of the bed, her hair pulled back into a loose braid with her eyes glued to the screen. You were used to seeing her in avenger mode, constantly on alert with a no business attitude, but here she looked so warm and inviting. You took in the sight of her before snapping back to focus when she turned to look at you.

“Hey Y/N, you joining us?” she asks, with a hopeful smile.

“She is” Wanda answers for you, setting the tea down on the nightstand before placing her hand on the small of your back and guiding you towards the bed.

Natasha shuffles over to make you a space, sharing a proud glance with Wanda, which you’re too distracted to notice.

“Don’t be shy” Natasha urges “We’ve got plenty of room”

You settle yourself cross legged next to her, and Wanda is quick to follow, sitting a lot closer than you’d expected.

“You guys just missed the best part” Nat mumbles, and Wanda lets out a small chuckle.

“I’ve seen it a thousand times.” She says, turning to you with a smirk “I told you Tasha was invested”.

You can’t help but smile at the nickname Wanda uses for her girlfriend, feeling as though you’d been let in on one of their secrets. It felt special.

“I’m not invested ” she groans “I can’t help it if you abandoned me during a vital part of the movie, asshole.”

“I’m not an asshole!” Wanda protests

Natasha turns to you.

“Y/N, is Wanda an asshole?”

You blush, suddenly aware of your position between the both of them.

“I’m not a part of this” You add quickly. Wanda shoves you.

“You are now.” She adds with a smirk, wrapping an arm around you and settling her head on your shoulder. You notice Natasha scoot closer to you on the other side.

“Seriously? You bring Y/N along to our movie night and now you’re gonna hog her?”

Wanda scoffs as her girlfriend reaches out her arms towards you, and you giggle before leaning in towards her, enjoying being the centre of both of their attention.

Despite being startled by how clingy Natasha could be, you found yourself pleasantly content lying besides the pair. You’d had a small crush on them both for a while now, which wasn’t helped by the way that Wanda had now draped her arm around your waist. While your eyes focused on the movie, your brain had started to wonder, and you lost yourself in a daydreaming of being a part of their relationship, even though you knew that could never be possible.

You’d finally started to get sleepy, curled up in the arms of the two women you admired the most. You fought yourself as you felt your eyes getting droopier. Wanda spotted this and a soft smile grew on her face. By now you had sunk further into the bed, your head lay on Natasha’s chest with Wanda’s arms circled around you from behind.

“It’s okay if you want to sleep, Y/N” she whispered, bringing a hand up to your hair.

“Not sleeping” you mumble “I’m invested, just like Natasha.”

You hear a small laugh from both the women, and you smile to yourself with pride, eyes falling shut again as Wanda’s fingers stroke through your hair.

It isn’t long before you lose yourself in her touch, your body willing you to sleep at last while the pair continue to watch, making small comments to each other every so often.

Noticing your silence, Natasha looks down to where you’re lying, sighing softly when she sees the rise and fall of your chest.

“She’s perfect, isn’t she?” Nat whispers, tracing her finger over your cheek.

Wanda nods, her attention moving away from the movie and onto you.

“You reckon we can keep her around?” Natasha continues.

“Why don’t we ask her?” Wanda whispers “In the morning.”

“In the morning” Natasha agrees, her voice laced with tiredness as she leans over your sleeping frame to catch her girlfriend’s lips with her own.

It doesn’t take long for the couple to fall asleep themselves, their limbs tangled with yours beneath the covers. They couldn’t wait to wake up beside you the following morning, with the hopes of making you theirs.

(part two)

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[romanoffsbish]

Breeding Ground 🥵

Hollowed Oak

Welcome Home Angel | Missing “Loved One”

Soft!Dark WandaNat × Fem!Reader

2 Parter SMUT!! 18+ | MINORS DNI

1st: Brief knife play, Wanda magically induced G!P (Plot driven), Oral(G!P/Vaginal—R/W receiving/N giving), Nipple Stimulation, Breeding!!!, Mommy/Daddy roles, Penetration (N/R Receiving—W giving), Bondage(R tied to bed), Teasing / Light overstimulation, Choking, Stomach bulge, “Magic” fingering (N receiving)

2nd: Natasha magically induced G!P (Plot driven), Face riding—Fingering (W receiving/R giving), Oral(G!P N receiving/R giving), Vibrator (W), Breeding!!!, Daddy(N)/Mommy(W), Penetration (R Receiving/N Giving), Overstimulation!, Degradation, Face slapping, Dick Riding. Lightweight hate fuck. Stimulating lube use. Fucked to sleep…

Warnings: Childbirth, Jealousy!!, Insecurities, mentions/threats of violence.

I’m hopeful that I listed everything, if I missed anything please do let me know. 🥺

7,249 Words ; Filthy 🥵

Living with Natasha and Wanda had been rather interesting, watching the "intimidating" women living a rather mundane existence was honestly comical. Every morning they'd wake up, share a intimate kiss above your body, then go on about their days. Wanda would tend to her windowsill garden before making everyone a hearty breakfast, while Natasha partook in her intense morning work out that usually got disrupted by Liho seeking out her attention.

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For the first week they didn't seem interested in changing their routine to truly include you. They did the bare minimum of feeding you, occasionally engaged in a conversation, but mostly they just went about their normal day. Honestly, you began to wonder what your purpose even was here, then you remembered Natasha mention you carrying their children and it all came back to you being their toy.

Which would make sense if they touched you, but the closest you got to physical intimacy had been the kisses to your forehead in the early morning and at night when you were meant to be asleep. Beyond that it was just lustful glances, and the occasional grazing of your lower back with a gentle hand. Being that you were entirely fed up with it you quite literally walked out the cabin doors, well aware that they'd be after you within a heartbeat.

Well, a heartbeat was apparently an overstatement, because only after a quiet hour sat at the stream with Liho had you heard the loud crunching of leaves beneath sets of boots, then within an instant you were pulled up by your collar and slammed into a tree. Natasha was clearly blinded by rage, but Wanda was able to see the arousal floating around your eyes at the action.

"Where did you think you were going, huh?"

"It seems rather apparent that I was headed to the river, does it not appear that way to you?"

"Don't get smart with me!" Natasha lowly growls, her knife lightly pressed to your throat, but Wanda's hand snakes up to remove it.

"Natty, no need to get so angry, our little angel here just wanted our attention, but she just didn't know how to go about asking for it..." Wanda teasingly tuts, lightly dragging the blade down the front of your shirt until the fabric is falling off your body.

You gasp as the cold Fall air hits your skin, much to their delight, your nipples instantly hardened as your lack of bra became apparent.

"Isn't that right honey?" She asks with her lips ghosting over your own, and your involuntary, needy whimper has the women ready to give you exactly what you want.

Wanda's hands move to knead your breasts, thumbs grazing over your nipples as plump lips connect to yours to catch the moan as it leaves your mouth.

"Oh, detka, all you ever had to do was ask... Staying away from you has been nothing short of torture, but we only wanted to give you time to adjust. Guess we overestimated how much time you'd needed though." Natasha whispers into your ear, the rasp in her voice thickened as the lust sets in, then a slender hand was moving to grip you by the back of your neck.

Wanda pulls back so her wife can have a chance with you, hands never once leaving your breasts. Natasha's kiss was much rougher, her tongue forced its way passed your lips, and began to explore your mouth with intent.

"No worries honey, we'll take such good care of you." Wands coos, absolutely enthralled by the way you're struggling to keep up with her longtime lover's movements, then with the snap of her fingers you're completely naked, and tied up to the bed posts in their cabin.

"Daddy, take care of our angel, make sure to get her ready for my cock..." Wanda instructs, leaving the likes of you at her wife's mercy, but not before kissing your lower lips.

"Fuck, dorogoy, I've been dreaming of tasting you for years, and I'm not disappointed..." Wanda groans as she moves out of the room with an obvious hurry to her step.

Natasha chuckles at the sight of you pulling at the restraints, making quick work of her own clothes. The sight of her naked body had you dripping, and had your panties not been disintegrated you're certain they'd be drenched.

"Magical enchantments are unbreakable angel, I wouldn't waste your energy..."

A frustrated sigh falls from yours lips before you begin to plead for some relief.

"Daddy please..."

"What is it you need angel?" She asks in mock concern, loving the desperation in your movements.

Slowly, she crawls onto the bed and settles down between your widespread legs, lips ghosting above your bare skin, enjoying the way you continued to squirm in anticipation.

"Please touch me..."

Her face breaks out into a wide smirk before she's finally placing gentle bites onto your thighs, causing you to moan while lessening your squirms in the hopes that it'll spur her on.

"So beautiful honey, absolutely dripping for mommy already, daddy didn't even have to do much, but for the sake of my happiness..."

The redhead gives in, cutting her sentence short, opting for devouring you instead while her wife is off pulling her end of the deal together. Natasha skillfully dips her tongue through your folds, purposefully only ever dipping it into your entrance, or just grazing your bundle of awaiting nerves; teasing was indeed her favorite pass time.

Wanda walked back in with her enchanted dick hanging low to see Natasha's ass up in the air. The wet sounds emanating from your cunt as Natasha ravishes you has her cock twitching. Wanda regains her bearings, getting used to the newfound feeling between her legs before she's pushing herself up against her back. Natasha groans against your cunt at the feeling of her wife's rather sizable hard-on.

"Oh, look at you two... Daddy's doing such a good job of getting our angel ready for me. I think she deserves a reward..."

"Please..." She whimpers against you, vibrations being sent through the entirety of your body, further tightening the coil in your abdomen that was already on the edge of bursting.

"Wanna test drive mommy's cock then?" Wanda asks, not really seeking an answer as she was already determined to fill Natasha's dripping cunt.

Natasha moans against you once Wanda suddenly bottoms out inside her, bringing you that much closer to your release while she is also chasing one of her own now. It's not long before all three of you are filling the room with your screams of pleasure. Back arching off the bed, only to be thrown back into it as the women both fall forward, their orgasms overwhelming them.

"Damn mommy, you didn't last that long..." Natasha teases as they roll off of you, but Wanda's glare is enough to cut her cackling short.

"Clean up your mess, so I can fuck a baby into our perfect little angel."

Natasha's lips eagerly wrapped around Wanda's tip, making quick work of cleaning her arousal off, bobbing her head with a clear purpose, eventually separating from her wife's bonus appendage with a trail of spit attached as she's falling back onto the mattress with a satisfied sigh, followed by a gentle smile after her wife pecks her lips.

Wanda marveled at the sight of your arousal, leaning down to lick a strip across your folds just to get a deeper taste of you on her tongue. Groaning as your taste overwhelms her she moves to line her throbbing cock up with your entrance, thrusting into you easily, ripping a deep moan from your throat at the suddenness of her movements.

Wanda's hands are firmly gripping your hips to steady herself as she pistons her cock into you. Pace fluctuating between slow, paced strokes that have her veiny cock dragging deliciously across your fluttering walls to a borderline animalistic one that has you desperately gasping for air.

Natasha crawls over to lazily kiss across your chest, leaving her marks even though she's absolutely spent from her previous orgasm. Truthfully she's desperate to be close to you, to feel you writhing beneath her while Wanda works to absolutely destroy you. Natasha pulls an obvious moan from you as her lips suddenly wrap around your nipple, smirking against your skin at the accomplishment.

Her eyes travel to catch a glimpse of your cunt that's desperately clinging to Wanda's magical growth, then her eyes drift, getting stuck on the obvious bulge of your abdomen showing just how deep Wanda's reaching within you.

"Fuck angel, you're practically devouring my cock..." Wanda groans, struggling lightly to maintain her thrusts with the way your walls are hugging onto her.

Natasha's fingers trail down from your chest to lay her palm flat upon your abdomen, slightly amused at the rise and fall of her hand as it lays where Wanda's thrusts are reaching. In a move to be helpful she twists your nipple between her fingers while pressing down firmly on your abdomen, causing your walls to squeeze Wanda so tightly that she finally loses it and paints your walls with her white, hot seed.

Wanda's lips find Natasha's when falling forward, sloppily moving against her while they hover above you as Wanda seeks something to ground her from her overwhelming orgasm. They only pull back at the sounds of your whimpers, Wanda finding your neediness rather adorable.

"Oh, is our angel desperate for our attention..." Wanda beams in question, a satisfied smirk upon her face as she teasingly rolls her hips.

"There's more to life than your needs.." Natasha mocks your state at the same time, but the obvious glint in her eyes tells you not to take it to heart.

Your body squirms to get away, rather sensitive from your previous orgasms, but Wanda's hold on your hips is too firm.

"For good measure, I think it's best that we go once more angel, want to ensure you're actually with child."

Wanda can feel the process already working, but she's desperate to unload in you at least once more. She pulls out, releasing the bonds that held you to the bed, then used her strong arms to flip you onto your stomach effortlessly.

"Just one more angel, okay?" She whispers into your ear as she leans against your back, her wet cock presses into you, and your vigorous nods, though inspiring, just aren't enough.

"Words..." She commands while placing a kiss between your shoulders.

"Yes mommy, please fill me up, wanna feel you inside me, want you to fuck a baby into me so badly. Please!!"

Wanda's dick throbs as your needy words fly out of your mouth, and within an instant she's filling your tight cunt once more, and her pace is relentless while you try to match her moves. Natasha's hand fills the small space between the mattress and your throat, squeezing roughly as her lips contradict her and gently press to your sweaty shoulder blades.

Natasha smiles up at Wanda, sharing a brief moment together as they speak without words. Excitement festering deeply within them at the prospect of finally having you beneath them, and at the eagerness you seem to share in having a family with them. Natasha kisses her wife deeply, using her spare hand to knead at her breasts. Wanda's hips falter at the dizzying combination, with her powers she works to urge you along, stimulating your clit, doing the same for Natasha, while also creating a simulation of fingers penetrating her entrance.

With one final squeeze of her hand Natasha perfectly cuts your air off, and throws you full force into your final state of exhausting bliss. Natasha follows quickly with the insane speed with which Wanda's magic works through her. Fluttering walls then sent Wanda into a harsh orgasm of her own, and with a few final strokes Wanda's falling against you absolutely spent.

Lips gently nipping at your jawline as Wanda works to catch her breath, she then carefully pulls out of you, taking notice of your mixed arousals flooding out in unison and the women stare down in bewilderment at the sight. Like a moth to a flame Natasha dips her fingers into the arousals, lifting it up to observe, then moving them over to your lips and watching in lust coded adoration as you obediently take her fingers in to clean them off.

"Fucking hell angel, you're just perfect..."

Your hum of thanks around her fingers doesn't go unnoticed, and as soon as her fingers leave your mouth her lips are taking their rightful place. Gently she moves against you, absorbing your whines as Wanda carefully cleans you up.

"You did so well for us honey, I'm sorry we took so long to tend to you, promise we'll never wait that long to touch you again." Wanda murmurs as she places a kiss to your forehead once her wife pulls away from you.

Wanda and Natasha share a short kiss before they're both collapsing into the bed beside you.

"Can I ask a question?" You croak out, throat clearly scratchy from your plentiful orgasms.

Wanda's quick to respond with a light chuckle while simultaneously lifting a cup of ice water up to your lips and urging you to drink.

"Angel, we aren't dictators, stop asking for permission.."

"Sorry..."

"Stop apologizing." Natasha whines.

"Okay, um... What is this exactly?"

"Well, when two people, three in this case, find each other attractive—."

Wanda reaches over you to slap Natasha's arm, then scoots her bare body closer to your own, using her finger to wrap around your chin and guide your face to face hers. Leaning down she places a soft, intimate kiss to your lips, then she sighs against your lips before pulling away.

"Angel, you're ours..."

"So, like a t—." Your deflated voice mistakenly interrupts her.

"Let me finish, don't interrupt mommy."

Your apologetic eyes and submissive nod has the witch smiling brightly down at you before continuing on.

"We only want to love you, we have hope that one day you'll grow to love us too. So as much as you are ours, we want you to know we're yours too when you want us to be."

"I do... I want you—this." You quickly respond, earning a set of hearty chuckles from the both of them.

"We're glad." Natasha finally speaks again, scooting incredibly close before placing a kiss to your lips, then another to your stomach.

Wanda follows her movements in reverse, lingering on your lips for an extra moment before whispering: "I can't wait to see your belly grow, because I can feel our little one already making themselves at home... Get some rest angel."

"Goodnight Mommy, Goodnight Daddy..." You sleepily mumbled, placing your hand over their connected set on your exposed abdomen, happily sighing as you had them near.

"It's literally 3PM." Natasha snickers to her wife, but Wanda shrugs before she nuzzles into you for a well earned nap, and Natasha decides there's no harm in following.

—

Wanda had to reread her incantation after seeing the rate in which your belly was growing after only two weeks. After doing so she found that she overlooked the part where magical trimesters only spanned a month, which clearly meant they were in for quite the three months.

Natasha spent most of the first month holding you close, whether it had been to stop your body from thrashing around as the immense emotions were coursing through you, or after the intense bouts of vomiting you'd experience. Wanda had devoted herself to finding a home in the city, in a small town, with an even smaller neighborhood that made the need for glamour easier to manage.

During the second month it was Wanda who tended to you, keeping you on a sort of bedrest since your body wasn't meant to experience pregnancy like this. No matter your protests she vehemently denied your requests to move around on your own; mostly because she enjoyed the idea that her angel needed her.

Technically you were in your second trimester, so the nausea had all but subsided, which made room for your insane cravings. While Wanda waited on you hand and foot, Natasha would be upstairs setting up the nursery, claiming that this was a dream of hers, and even though it might've been true, it wasn't the only reason.

She'd been actively avoiding having to watch as Wanda reluctantly served you the peanut butter and pickles sandwich with cottage cheese and lays on the side. Natasha felt it was an abomination, and Wanda worried for your health. Weird cravings aside, Wanda did make sure your diet was mostly clean—you were carrying her offspring after all.

Come nightfall though the women were usually at their happiest; settling in beside you after countless hours spent pleasuring you, clearly taking full advantage of your enhanced libido. They'd rail you into near oblivion until you'd pass out from the intensity of your orgasms. Wanda's idea of bedrest was not clinically defined...

Wanda was a wreck the final month, weighing out the option of a home birth over the idea of mind controlling a whole hospital. Natasha was growing worried about you, as your mind had practically turned to mush, and you were indeed attempting to nest. Your swollen feet with the immense back pain had you near debilitated. Eventually you'd settled on just watching movies on the couch while barking out cleaning orders to the former assassin who shockingly did as you said.

Settling on the more rational side of things, Wanda glamoured the three of you, and Nat used her remaining connections to obtain fake IDs and a slurry of fabricated records. After many painful hours your son was finally earth-side, and you were cleared to go the next day; Natasha worked to erase the birth from the records while Wanda brought the car around to load the both of you inside.

Natasha sat in the back with the car seat, and Wanda drove you all home, picking up some takeout from your favorite place in a silent thanks for making all their dreams come true. Bursting into tears had been the last thing they expected of you, but when you walked in to find a banner hanging that read out:

"Welcome Home Mama & Pietro"

Along with a collection of gifts for you waiting on the coffee table that's exactly what you did, and Pietro was quick to follow suit as the both of your lovers then worked to soothe you both.

Natasha held you close until your residual exhaustion knocked you out, and Wanda effortlessly wandered around the living room with the now sleeping baby in her arms.

"We're in for quite the year..." Natasha sighs as her fingers trace over the entirety of your face.

Wanda giggles at her tone, taking her place beside Natasha on the couch she uses her powers to lift your legs up until they reside in her lap, and her head settles against Nat's shoulder.

"Oh what a year it will be..." Wanda muses, then presses play on the Dick Van Dyke show, ignoring her wife's not so subtle grumbling as the black and white show comes to life for what Natasha can only presume to be the hundredth time.

—

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Pietro... Happy Birthday to you....”

Pietro claps along with everyone, slamming his hands into the green icing as soon as it was sat before him, never once wavering in his goal even when Natasha smashes his face into the cake as well.

"And many more..."

"Yelena, no..." Natasha chides her sister, and you chuckle at the side banter while watching in slight disgust as your son blows green spit bubbles.

"But isn't it the American tradition to sing the second silly song?" The blonde whines, looking to you for help but you were far too busy photographing the messy baby.

"Not in this house it isn't." Wanda adds.

"What is it you even see in them?" The blonde exaggeratedly asks as she turns to you.

Yelena obviously knew everything about how you weren't exactly a willing participant, but she was intrigued to find out you definitely weren't unwilling either. She honestly forgave her sister for her actions long ago, having never been one to hold one's actions against them, so of course she'd be at her nephews party.

"They love me, they take care of me, gave me my greatest joy in the world..."

"See, we're —."

"They're fucking hot as can be..."

"Detka, language!" Wanda chastised you, but the tone she used told you she found humor in the situation.

"Sorry honey." You apologize, placing a light kiss to her cheek while moving over to collect the messy baby, ignoring the siblings that continued to bicker.

"I can't wait for you to have a little sibling, I just hope you fight less than Mom and Auntie over there." You quietly whisper to the babbling toddler that you're swaying around.

He lays his sticky little hands to your chest, pulling at your blouse until you sit on the couch and allow him to nurse. Wanda smiled lovingly while she observed the hushed interaction, then she found herself rushing over to wipe the tears from your cheeks.

"Oh malysh, it's gonna be okay.."

"He's just growing up so fast... Soon enough he won't even need me anymore..."

"Detka, a son will always need his mama, no matter how old he gets, I promise you that much."

"Plus, Pietro adores you, he doesn't even crack a smile in the morning until he sees you." Natasha says as she suddenly takes the space besides you on the couch.

"I think you meant my boobs."

"Honey no..." Wanda tries, but her giggles shortly interrupt her.

"...he loves you so much. His morning cuddles are only reserved for you, and you know that has nothing to do with your boobs because he's been using sippy cups more often as he weens. If anything him nursing right now shows you just how much he needs his mama."

Pietro unlatches, little drops of milk dribbled down his chin, and as you wiped them away you leaned down to kiss his forehead like you've done after every other feeding.

"No more tears Y/N/N, we are meant to be partying, and I never got my cake.." Yelena whines, successfully pulling a laugh from you.

"Come to mom honey, it's time for a bath." Natasha coos, scooping his filthy body up, and carrying him flatly across her arms while making noises to resemble a plane.

As his giggling faded down the hall you turned to your lover with tired eyes, then you pulled a cupcake out of the fridge so that Yelena would be content enough while you cuddled with the witch.

"We got a good little man..."

You hummed in response while nuzzling into her, and considering your son's perfect self. Pietro was full of love to give, and it was true that you got morning cuddles, he definitely had a very specific schedule he'd built for himself. Bath time was almost exclusively reserved for Nat, and though anyone could get him down the majority of his naps were orchestrated by Wanda and her lullabies, but his final sleep required all three of you for it to succeed.

—

Wanting your little man to have a somewhat normal upbringing you'd convinced the women to take him to the park up the street. Pietro was playing with his cars that Yelena got him for his third birthday a few months prior, while you were dancing around the kitchen preparing a feast of a picnic.

"Angel, we're ready to go..." Wanda sings while flying down the stairs and Pietro claps at the sight.

"So tool mommy." He giggles, then runs into her waiting arms and you meet them at the stairs with your picnic basket.

"Yeah, very cool mommy..." You whispered, placing a delicate kiss beneath her ear before running to the car with your unsuspecting lover who was honking.

Once you'd arrived you could just sense the nerves exuding off of Wanda, so when she set up her reading nook on the blanket you knew it was necessary to calm her as she kept the glamour on for all of you—including Piet.

"Be careful!" You shriek from beside a tree, Natasha was swinging a bit too high for your liking with your son in her lap.

"Which one's yours?"

The sudden sound of another person has you nearly jumping out of your skin, but you somehow remember how to be social and turn to her with a friendly enough smile.

"The ones on the swing furthest to the right." You manage to get out, but take a subtle step to the right once you recognize her as the first woman to ever break your heart.

"The one on the red slide is mine, her name is Y/N."

"Oh, what a pretty name. That's my wife Natalie, and our son Peter."

The small talk is killing you, but not wanting to seem sketchy you allow it.

"Yeah, I named her after my high school sweetheart, turns out she died so I felt it best to commemorate her in some way."

High school sweetheart? The only thing sweet about the relationship was the free shakes you'd enjoyed at her father's ice cream shop.

"I'm Becky by the way, you are?"

"Fanny." You blurt out, overlooking the way her face quirks in judgement as you work to remove her hand from your shoulder.

Natasha had watched the way this woman decidedly placed her hand on your shoulder, and her entire body was taken over by an unforgiving rage. Had Pietro not been in her lap, she's pretty certain she would've disemboweled the woman in front of the entirety of the park.

"Honey, I think it's time we go home." Wanda says as she suddenly appears at your side, gently guiding you to her other side so that she'd be closer to Becky.

"Oh, who's this."

"I'm her wife Wendy."

"Oh, I thought—."

"Not that it's any of your business, but the three of us are together, and this tired boy here is our son. Goodbye now." Natasha spits out at the women, a dangerous smile on her face, and though you'd done nothing wrong you knew by the darkened orbs to expect a punishment.

—

The moment that Pietro's door shut behind you you were thrown haphazardly onto the bed, Wanda's magic quite literally ripping your clothes to shreds before she left to collect some necessary thing's.

"Natty, I."

The burning on your cheek had thrown you for a loop, never ever having experienced this in all your years with them, but judging by the sudden wetness pooling in between your legs you were clearly into it.

"That's not my name, or did you forget all of your training?"

"Daddy..."

"I don't want to hear it, want to act like a filthy whore, then you can be treated as such."

Wanda returned to the room with her written down incantation, and the elixir that Natasha was quick to down in one gulp. The discussion of another baby had been happening more frequently, this wasn't how you'd expected it to all go down, but God were you ready.

"Listen up slut, I'm going to use you for as long as this spell lasts, gonna fuck a countless number of my babies into you, and you're gonna take it all while pleasing your mommy. Are we clear?"

"Yes Daddy."

"Nice manners, maybe you can be our good girl again..."

"I'm your good girl, I promise..."

"Speaking out of turn? We'll fix that..."

Wanda shoves you down onto your back, straddling your face, and you were happy to be blessed with the sight of her dripping cunt.

"You can cum all you want, but as I said, this pussy is all mine until I'm through..."

Natasha lines her shaft up with your entrance, eyes wide at the sight of your wetness that's currently dripping onto the mattress.

"Fucking hell slut, you're soaked, gonna take my cock so well..."

Without waiting on your response, since it would be muffled by Wanda's pussy anyways, Natasha juts her hips forward and the movement causes a domino effect of loud moans to fall from all present parties lips. While Natasha set a slow pace initially your tongue was relentlessly lashing at Wanda's folds, grazing over her bundle every few seconds, subsequently bringing the woman to the edge of bliss, but leaving her teetering.

Natasha's pace picks up, and your mind was nearing thoughtless as the pleasure began to overwhelm you, which in turn had left you hardly competent in your attempts to bring Wanda over the edge.

"Flatten your tongue!" Wanda harshly commands, and you do as your told within an instant.

"Sorry mommy." You mumble, vibrations doing exactly what she'd needed and her orgasm comes flooding out of her, spreading across the entirety of your face as she continues to grind down on you in search of drawing her high out for as long as she can.

Wanda collapsed beside you both on the bed, panting heavily while she was coming down. Watching in a blissed out daze while Natasha was aggressively railing you into the mattress.

Natasha leaned forward, lips latching around your right nipple, while Wanda's red tendrils wrapped around your clit and the combined efforts had your back arching, hands clinging to the bedspread and a slurry of moans came flying out of you. Natasha was in fucking heaven feeling the way that your warm, velvety walls clenched around her temporary cock every time you were brought to an orgasm. Thoughts of future encounters has her absolutely feral—maybe ten kids couldn't hurt.

"I'm close." Natasha groaned around your nipple before kissing across your breasts until she could latch onto your left.

"Daddy, please, cum inside me, I need you to fill me up..." You whimpered, legs instantly wrapping around her to draw her in even further.

"Yeah? Wanna be daddy's personal cum dump?" She grunts out, clearly struggling to hold on, so your accompanying moan, and subsequent clenching around her had her screaming against your breast as her cum came out of her in long spurts, coating the entirety of your walls in the sticky white substance.

Your sounds of pleasure now echoed around the room, mixed with the grunts that were falling from Natasha, and the smell of your mixed sexes had the witch nearing feral herself. Desperately she slammed her lips to yours, while blindly pulling your hand out to the side. She had positioned your fingers perfectly so that she could fuck herself on them while continuing to swallow your filthy moans.

Natasha pulled out slowly, watching in awe as your combined cum oozed out onto the mattress. Then within a blink she rammed back into you while she lifted your hips up off of the bed, holding you up by your bent legs she'd continuously rutted into you and the new angle had you seeing stars.

The sloshing sounds, and your mindless babbles were driving her crazy, eyes transfixed on the way that your pussy just swallowed the entirety of her cock. Then her eyes trailed up and over to see Wanda's perky tits aggressively bouncing as she rode your fingers, and the woman was almost certain she'd transcended to heaven; Natasha's release came flooding out. Once Wanda had let out a high pitched scream, falling to the bed in total exhaustion she took it as her moment to flip your positions.

"Ride me!" She commands, getting comfortable against the pillows and watching the way your eyes widened at the sight of her erect cock.

"Fuck daddy, you're huge.." You whimpered, having yet to see the actual size, and Natasha's lips briefly quirked at the slight fear in your gaze.

"I know, and your slutty pussy will continue to take me, so get a move on!"

The dangerous glint in her eyes came with a new wave of arousal, not that your already dripping pussy needed it, but regardless you welcomed it as you hesitantly straddled her. Natasha wasn't a fan of your careful pace, still somewhat angry about today's events she gripped your hips and slammed you down until you were completely flush against her. Roughly she bit into your neck in a silent warning, then she pushed your body back upright.

"Make daddy cum!"

Riding her left your other partner feeling needy as she heard your filthy moans, then observed your movements. Wanda floated a vibrator across the room, nestling it deep within herself as she lays there besides her wife, entirely entranced by the way you rapidly bounce to chase your high. Natasha's hand was firmly placed on your hip to offer you assistance with leverage, while the other played with your clit.

Natasha was close, her constantly twitching dick was a clear indicator of such, so you decided to slow your pace, strategically clenching around her as you did to drive her mad. In pure retaliation Natasha harshly ground her thumb into your bundle, and the both of you were quick to lose control, thick arousal painted your walls, as yours slowly leaked out, having mixed with her own to coat her cock.

"Shit... Lay down, and don't fucking move..."

While Natasha walked off to collect whatever she needed Wanda was quick to pull you in for a rough make out while her orgasm steadily built with the vibrator working her over.

"I thought I said don't move." She taunts you, knowing all along that Wanda was to blame.

Wanda smirked as she was coming down from her recent high, then rolled to her side to observe the pointless power play at hand.

"But mommy.."

"Watch the way you speak slut!" Natasha barked out, cutting off your pointless rebuttal, then you listened in slight confusion as she apparently opened a container of lube.

Your body was quick to shudder as she used her fingers to spread the water like jelly onto your puffy, overly sensitive lips.

"Ah-ah, I told you I'm using you until I'm through.."

"Daddy, it's tingling.." You whimper, completely unused to such a feeling, and the women laughs darkly from above while using your legs to pull your pussy to the edge of the bed.

"I know, it's supposed to." She darkly muses, face hovering above yours as you hear her rubbing more lube over her huge cock before slowly entering your buzzing entrance.

Lips were slammed into yours as soon as the overwhelming sensations caused by the special lubes mixing took over. There was nothing gentle about the encounter, the kiss was full on teeth clashing, and rough swipes of her tongue; your legs were left dangling over the side of the bed, nonstop slamming back into the wood as Natasha's hips moved at an unholy speed, and so it was of no shock that it took hardly no time for her to reach her peak.

Natasha knew the spell was close to wearing off, but she'd be damned if she was going to miss the opportunity to fuck your mouth.

"On the floor, and on your knees."

You'd barely had a chance to hear her before she was manhandling you, and forcing you down onto your knees with a loud thud. Wanda winced at the sound emitted, but she knew that come time Natasha would make up for her roughness.

Natasha stared down into your cloudy eyes, appreciating your messy appearance, running her thumb over your swollen lip before she was slapping your cheek with her arousal coated cock.

"Open up slut..." She practically growled, and even in your dizzy state you were somehow able to follow her command.

"Finally, I was worried that you forgot how to listen." She taunts you, then she's grabbing a fistful of your hair and begins to fuck your mouth without relent.

"Fuck... Finally putting this mouth of yours to good use, no more interruptions, or back talk." Wanda taunts from the bed, thumb reaching out to wipe away at your tear covered cheek.

All that can be heard is the Russian's grunting and your gags as she's pushing past your reflex, neither taking notice of the way that your eyes struggle to stay open, or that if the woman was to release her hold on your hair that you'd likely collapse.

For good measure she pulled out of your mouth just before releasing. Aggressively she yanked you up off the floor, tossing your nearly limp body onto the bed before slamming into your overly fucked pussy and letting go. Though your body naturally reacted—body arching, and walls clenching it was obvious to the women you were no longer conscious.

"Fuck, Nat, she's out..."

"I warned her..." The Russian mumbles, falling atop you, leaving her fleeting cock inside your warm walls; she placed a few remorseful kisses to your shoulder, then nuzzled into your warm body and reached out to hold her wife's hand.

After about half an hour you began to stir awake, immediately bursting into tears after having felt just how sore you were; knowing it was brought on by the obvious hate fuck that just took place. Natasha felt you shaking with quiet sobs beneath her, so she pulled back to lock her worried eyes with your saddened ones.

"I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to—."

"Hey, angel, it's okay... I know you didn't really do anything out there, but I either had to kill the filthy whore, or fuck you into oblivion."

"Still considering killing her." Wanda tiredly mumbles while placing a layer of lazy kisses over your love-bitten shoulder.

"So you guys aren't mad at me?"

"Of course not, you're still our good girl." Wanda sleepily mumbles, and you close your eyes tightly to allow the last of the tears to fall while sighing before you're then smiling.

Natasha smiles down at your relaxed face, placing a lingering kiss to your bruised lips to stifle the expected groan as she inserts a plug into your sensitive core now that her cock was no more.

"I know angel, but I have to ensure one of my babies sticks the landing."

"Trust me Daddy, they stuck." You laugh out, then wrap your arm around her shoulders once she falls against you laughing.

"You liked it rough didn't you honey? You were fucking wet after a simple slap, it was beyond fucking hot." She mumbles against your bare shoulder, smirking against your skin as you shyly nod beside her.

"Noted." She chuckles out, arms squeezing around you as she got comfortable.

"Get some rest detka, once we all recharge Wanda will make dinner, and I'll take care of any of your other needs." She gets out, yawning into the crook of your neck.

The light snores besides you remind you of your own exhaustion, and the second set against your skin is enough to lull you into a deep sleep of your own.

—

The second pregnancy was a lot smoother; though the mood swings were still harsh, and the cravings still entirely too much for the assassin to bare, you were at least fortunate enough to no longer experience heavy nausea. This fact was what made you absolutely certain that you were carrying a girl, and therefore you forced the women to take you for a ultrasound. The doctor was perplexed, but said nothing as she confirmed without a shadow of a doubt that you were carrying a little girl.

Three months flew by with relative ease, and not too long after the midwife arrived did you give birth to a healthy baby girl in a tub in your living room. Natasha had been sat behind you, allowing you complete access to her hands for squeezing. Wanda was stood to the side while holding a nervous Pietro, who was reaching for you because he was worried by your pained groans.

"Mama's okay Piet, I promise." You somehow get out through clenched teeth.

"What's happening?"

"She's about to give birth to your little sister." Wanda coos into the four year olds ear, sighing happily once he nuzzles into the crook of her neck.

Another minute later, and you were slumped against the redhead, eyes struggling immensely to remain open, but you're able to catch a glimpse of your daughter before she's being taken to get cleaned up. Natasha turns your tired face by your chin, then meets your lips with her own for an emotion filled kiss.

"Thank you for making me a mom Y/N."

The deeper meaning behind her words isn't lost on you, since you were made well aware of her red room days, so you lent as far back as you could to be able to smile up at her. 

"Thank you for giving me a family." You repeat the sentiment but with your twist, pecking at her lips once more before exhaustion overruns you and you are once again leaning against her.

With a wave of Wanda's hand the living room set up is gone, the midwife is at home missing the memory of today, and you're fast asleep on the couch with Pietro napping on top of you. Natasha is sat in the recliner, finger nestled into the babies tiny hand, with a steady stream of tears falling down her cheeks that no one acknowledges. The witch smiles at the entirely too domestic scene, taking a photo before she settles into the kitchen to make dinner.

—

"We should really consider moving." Wanda suggests, while you spit a glob of toothpaste out of your mouth and into the sink.

"Yeah, and Y/N can have her own bathroom." Natasha quips, and you roll your eyes before ensuring the glob is washed away.

"Seriously, Y/N's right."

"As to be expected." You tease, then fall against the bed dramatically.

"Always interrupting, and forgetting her place..."

"Sorry mommy.."

"Mhm... Now, as I was saying. We brought two beautiful kids into the world, and it's only fair we take them to a place where we are able to live freely without our pasts weighing us down. America's full of far too much baggage for all of us, so why not settle down elsewhere?"

"I'm in."

"The Netherlands is a thought, beautiful land, gentle people, and they're as progressive as it gets." Natasha comments, which is deciphered as her express agreement.

"Then it's settled. We're moving."

"...and bringing Yelena with us."

"Without the Y..." Natasha attempts to shut you down.

"No, Elena and Pietro deserve their auntie."

"She can visit..."

"Only if she doesn't want to move with us." You offer, and the assassin cuts her losses, just hopeful her sister will turn it down, but deep down she knows her sister would never turn you down—it's honestly annoying.

"Goodnight angel."

"Goodnight loves."

As soon as your head hits the pillow a loud cry comes through the monitor, and you nearly cry yourself as you move to get back up.

"We got her.." Wanda immediately cuts your grumbling off with a promise and a kiss.

"If she needs to eat then we'll bring her in."

You fall asleep as soon as they're out of sight, and fortunately all Elena needed was another kiss and a lullaby to be soothed back into dreamland.

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