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yanderehsr · 2 months
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Ooh~ could I get Hi, a reader that confesses to yandere Yae Miko, Natasha, Yukong and Junko who then runs away outta embarrassment~ I really liked the last one you did of this.
Glad you liked it, Hope you'll enjoy😄
Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour
Yae Miko: Adorable, she thinks that you are just so cute when you confess to her, so irresistible, she just wants to grab you right now, push you into the ground and... she calms herself down before her thoughts get the best of her.
Yae Miko is very pleased when you run away, she thought you couldn't get any cuter but you proved her wrong, if it's a game of chase you want then that is what you'll get, don't blame her for claiming her prize when she catches you, you started this game and she'll finish it.
"Hmmm, why did you run away, don't you know that running prey looks much more delicious to a fox"
Natasha: She is very patient and letting you take your time getting out your confession, she doesn't want you to feel any more embarressed or anxious, she'll give you a relaxed smile until you are done.
When you run away Natasha can't help but feel that maybe it was her fault, maybe she should have just grabbed you in the middle of the confession and kiss you just like she wanted to, she'll send someone from wildfire to grab you, it isn't that she doesn't wanna grab you herself, she just has to prepare your room you will be staying in.
"I'm sorry if Seele was rough on you but you shouldn't have ran away, I was going to accept you know"
Yukong: As happy as she is that you feel the same, she can't help but feel a bit down, she had wanted to confess to you first, she had prepared for years on what to say to you, well at least she gets to enjoy your flushed face and stuttering words.
When you are done Yukong will grab you before you can get to the running away part, first of all she will confess to you as well, she has waited so long for this, it would be a shame if her 30 minute confession was trashed, then she'll kiss you, she doesn't need to hear your answer to her confession and even if you were to grow afraid and reject her after some... morbid details in her confession, she wouldn't allow you to reject her.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted this, wanted you, you are the best thing that has happened to me, never leave me"
Junko Enoshima: Is she flattered... a bit, who wouldn't if the one you love confessed to you, but Junko is sadistic, she sees how nervous you are and starts teasing and bullying you while forcing you to continue, she loves seeing tears on your eyes, it's such a beautiful face.
Junko will reject you if only to see that heartbroken look on your eyes, well she would of if you hadn't ran away from her, this gets her angry, how dare you run when she is having such fun, she will not run after you, that is below her, instead she'll send Mukuro after you, and when you are brought back to Junko, well... it's punishment time.
"You don't get to run away from me, you'll run away when I tell you to, I was going to reject you but I'm to angry for that so I guess you're mine now"
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cloudshuffle · 8 months
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Hi, can I please have yandere HSR women (Natasha, Himeko, Kafka, and Jingliu) and their favorite place to kiss?
their favourite places to kiss. yan!hsr women.
natasha
forehead. she's a sweetheart, really - all she wants to do is protect you and keep you safe. (don't mistake intensity for intimacy... ohhhh i have a fic idea...) natasha's kisses are all so pure, so childlike, that it often leaves you to wonder what she really feels for you.
kafka
fingers. if she were any less civilised, you'd find her biting down on your fingertips with her canines like some debauched vampire, but kafka likes to keep things classy. the gesture is so strangely victorian, and so oddly intimate, that you can't help but shudder. kafka doesn't care if it's out of revoltion or something else… she just likes drawing reactions out of you.
jingliu
lips. or... anywhere? i can't say i know much about jingliu, but she does strike me as someone cold and callous, as the mara-struck tend to be. having forgotten the warmth of human love, she tends to go through the motions of actions like kissing, grabbing you roughly and planting her lips wherever she feels.
himeko
cheek. himeko and kafka are on opposite ends of the classy lady spectrum - one unabashed about showing affection, the other reserved about it. himeko can be surprisingly shy about the softer things, and it's the only situation where you ever get to see her blush. kissing you on the cheek toes the line of innocence so finely that it sometimes distracts you from the very real threat of himeko tearing her competitors to shreds.
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p3sephone · 1 year
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Project. (Dark! Natasha Romanoff)
Summary: Natasha is tired of your life with your partner, so she decides to take matters into her own hands. 
Warnings: murder, little angst, slight violence, implied kidnapping. If you do not like dark fictions or these kind of warnings, please do not read. Also, this character does not belong to me. Minors do NOT read. 
Note: so I missed Natasha and I wanted to write a little drabble about her. Feedbacks are always welcome. <3 
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"Why? Why did you have to do this?" your desperate words mingled with the incessant sobs. Your arms trembled as they held the dead weight of the person you cared most about, who loved you most, and whom you loved most. You've looked at the redheaded woman you once thought was your friend with her betrayal written in her eyes, only to find sheer annoyance in return. Natasha was annoyed that you still cared for that boy, he was gone now. You didn't want to listen to her, she tried in every way to persuade you and convince you to leave him, but you were just so blind and stupid. And she had lost patience, she spent days and nights imagining what a new life by your side would be like. After the end of the avengers and everything, she had nothing left, no friends or companions. Then you showed up, and it was really random. Until the chance encounters were arranged by her for the two of you to get closer. Natasha saw how you looked at her, she just had to open your eyes and make you understand that that imbecile wasn't right for you at all. You needed someone to protect you and to keep you in place. You were too busy, you did too many things, Natasha just wanted to have you in a safe place and be your priority. She realized that this was never going to happen when your partner decided to propose marriage to you, and that's when she decided to take matters into her own hands. Natasha smiled at you almost sweetly even though her eyes now betrayed her, and she bowed at your level. Your head hit hard on the next cabinet from the slap you received shortly after. You started crying louder and shaking in fear as the red-haired woman started moving your ex's now dead body. She did it with a grin on her face, it was small, but it fit. "You should seriously stop worrying about all these useless projects, I already told you my dear. Now let's think about our project together, you'll see that it will be much more beautiful and satisfying."
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d3adp00ls · 2 years
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In The Dark
(Chapter 1)
Fandom: MARVEL 
Pair(s): Dark!Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Genre: Dark Fic
Word count: 1,453
Warnings: Dark Fic!!  Curse words, Kidnapping, Violence, Blood, Broken bones, mean nat (definitely a warning), isolation, guns, knives, forks (yes. forks.) 
MINORS DNI THIS IS A DARK FIC AND WILL HAVE 18+ THEMES IN OTHER CHAPTERS. (why do i even try-)
 By clicking continue you are confirming that you are 18+ (i rlly only put this to look professional lol ) and have read the warnings above. 
Prologue, one, two, three,etc.
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September 28th, Wednesday- 5:00 am
Bang!!
I look up upon hearing a heavy door being slammed shut, I try to look around to take in my surroundings but am only met with darkness.
“My head fucking hurts, and why the hell can't I see anything,” I think to myself while trying to lift my hand to my face but failing because of a rope holding me back.
“What the fu-” Someone cuts me off
“Oh so you’re awake,” The person says.
“The voice…Familiar.”
“Who’s there,” I say looking around again.
“Maybe you’re not fully awake yet,” The person says, I then hear footsteps coming towards me before the blindfold that was previously around my head is yanked off.
“Ow..” I let out while trying to adjust to the new lighting.
“Good morning, detka,” Natasha says with a smirk
“What?... Why-”
“You can't remember? Wanda said that could happen, that's ok though it'll come to you at some point” She cuts me off before placing a finger under my chin and lifting up and smiling at me.
I look at her confusingly before looking around and taking in my surroundings.
I'm In some type of basement, tied to a chair, there's a bed in a corner with thin sheets and a lamp next to it on a bedside table, I look back at her and open my mouth to speak but she cuts me off before I can.
“This is where you’ll be staying until I trust you can come upstairs with me, don’t worry you won't be tied up forever, I only did this so you wouldn't try anything…stupid” she states before taking her thumb and putting it to my lip, I turn my head trying to pull away from her.
“Why are you doing this?” I say while sending her a glare, to which she only responds with a shrug.
“You interest me, ever since I saw you that day at the party with Wanda I've felt the need to have you to myself,” she says then drops the hand that was on my chin.
“And almost always, when I want something or someone I get it,” she says with a smirk.
I shake my head repeating ‘no’ but she nods yes.
“Wanda will realize I'm missing and will start looking for me and will call the police,” I say glaring at her.
“Oh you poor. dumb. baby.” She says before laughing.
“Wanda helped me, she's apart of this,” she says with a smile to which i start shaking my head again.
“No,” I start to shake my head again “your lying, she would never!!”
She lets out another laugh
“What? You wanna see the texts? Matter of fact, would you like me to call her instead? I will if you don't wanna believe me.”
I shake my head mumbling ‘no’ to which she replies with a hum before taking a knife out of her pocket and going behind me, I start to panic and try to pull away when she touches my wrist.
“Stop moving or ill cut you,” she says before fully grabbing my wrist then cutting the rope before coming back around and crouching in front of me and cutting both the ropes that were holding my legs to the chair.
“Stand up,” she says to me before going towards the bedside table and taking some handcuffs out.
I stand up when she turns back to me and beckons me to come towards her, I walk over to her and she tells me to hold my hands out, which I do, and she puts the cuffs on me.
“I'm gonna show you upstairs but I can't fully trust you yet so..” She pulls on the chain on the handcuffs “we’ll see how this goes while we are up there, then we can talk about your free will to walk around, but if you fuck up and do something stupid then I will not hesitate to bring you back down here and lock you down here alone” She says
“Do you understand?” she asks
I nod.
“Use your words detka,” 
“Yes, I understand,” I say looking at her with a blank stare.
She sighs mumbling something before pulling me towards the stairs.
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When she brings me upstairs she shows me around, she first shows me her bedroom then she showed me the living room, then the bathroom, then lastly she brought me to the kitchen.
“Okay so theres the fridge, i just fully restocked it with things you like, the silverware is over there in that draw, bowls and plates in this cabinet and cups are-” 
I tuned her out while I looked over where she pointed at the silverware, I looked back at her to see she was facing away from me so i quietly walk over to the draw and open it to find anything sharp enough.
“Of course theres no knives” I think to myself “Fork is the next  best thing” I grab the fork and run towards her stabbing it into her back, she groans in pain and i pull the fork out and she turns to me then i head butt making her dizzy, i go and grab the knife in her pocket before stabbing her in the stomach with it, she folds over grabbing her stomach in pain, i then kick her in the stomach making her fall on her back i crouch down ad pull the keys to my cuffs out of her pocket and uncuff myself, I then run towards the front and go to pull the door open.
Locked
“Fucking he-” before i can finish i hear a gun being cocked from behind me, I slowly turn around and see Natasha holding a gun to my head, standing straight up with the knife still in her stomach.
“What-” 
“You dumb baby, you really thought I would just bring you here and let you basically roam free and not have protection for myself” She says before pulling the knife out and showing it to me. It had no blood or anything.
“What? How?” I mumble.
She lets out a dry chuckle “You really are stupid.” She then lifts her shirt up to show me a bullet proof vest.
“No-” I say while shaking my head, but she smiles and nods.
“Lets go” she says while taking a few steps closer, the gun still pointed at me.
“NO!!” I yell before trying to run towards the kitchen but before i could get there i feel a horrible pain in my legs, I scream out in pain as i fell onto the floor.
“FUCK!!” i yell out and i turn and look at my right leg to see blood coming out of it.
She fucking shot me
“It really didnt have to be like this” She says crouching in front of me whiling i let out sobs and wimper's
“But” she stands “You insisted, even after i tried to give you my love and hospitality,” She looks down at me with faux pity.
“Now you wont be able to walk,” she then lifts her foot and i start to scream and plea for her not to but she brings it right back down on my already wounded leg.
She stomps on it 4 times before doing the next one, by the time shes done I was screaming and sobbing and trying to get away from her.
“Look at you, so pathetic, you go and do something stupid but dont expect consequences, this is what you deserve, now youll have to go back into the basement in the dark all alone,” She says while grabbing me by my hair and pulling me down to the basement, I scream and shout with every step she goes down until she picks me up and throws me on the bed.
“I'm going to leave you down here until I feel you deserve to even see a sprinkle of light if you scream or shout I will come down and rip your tongue out,” She puts one end of the cuffs on my wrist then the other to the headboard, “If you try to break out of these cuffs I will come down and break your wrist like I did your legs” I whimper when she pats my legs, she then stands and begins to walk toward the stairs.
“I'll bring food down to you every time you fall asleep, but you will not be seeing me nor anyone else for a while” she begins to walk up the stairs and reaches her hand to the light switch.“Until then, have fun alone, In the dark” I see her smirk before she cuts off the lights and I hear the door shut close.
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This chapter took quicker to write then the original chapter one (yes I have a different version I may post it some other day) but I feel this one fits better than that one yk?
Anyways untill next time!!!
Byeeee.
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fandomnerd9602 · 2 months
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Wanda and Natasha walk into the diner and wrap Y/N in a hug…
Natasha: hey Y/N what’s wrong?
Y/N: my date never showed up
Wanda: oh detka. We will make it all feel better
Natasha: that girl wasn’t worth your time.
Y/N: wait! How would you know?
Wanda: I may have used some magic on her to make sure she wouldn’t show up
Y/N: what?!
Natasha: shh…you’re all ours now
Wanda: (purrs) we’ll be better girlfriends than she ever could be.
Y/N: o-okay
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betterfettered · 4 months
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Can I please have yandere Natasha who wants to pamper her fem daring? However, her fem darling refuses her affection. (As the one shot story if that's okay).
Hey bby! I tried to include a little tid bit about your OCs too :) (AFAB!reader x AFAB!yandere, cis wlw)(noncon)(drugging)(kidnapping)(gaslighting)(18+ readers only please, mdni)(Please let me know if I am missing a TW)[This is fetish content and rape and abuse are disgusting and inexcusable in real life.]
Even after you know that Natasha is long gone, it takes you an hour or two before you try to escape. It feels like she has eyes everywhere, like she can detect your every breath , so you move painstakingly slowly to your feet. As soon as you are standing up completely, your head swims and your legs threaten to buckle out from beneath you; you have been sick for a long time, though, so that does not stop you from shuffling over to the locked window and gazing out at the jarring, sunlit thoroughfare beneath you. You know nothing about the tiny people you can see walking around on the ground several stories below you, an odd twist of fate considering that you have lived your entire life beneath their feet as a citizen of the Underworld, so you can only wonder if they would help you if they knew your predicament. You’d never beat against the glass hard enough for anyone to notice, but if they did, would they wave to you and promise to save you? Would they cry themselves seeing your tears?
            You don’t even make it to the door. Pain shoots out from most of your leg joints after only a few steps until you collapse to the ground, rolling over onto your side to curl into fetal position and sob. It isn’t that you don’t have the will, as you have never wanted more in your life than to leave this room – your body just won’t move, even to wipe away your tears, even though your heart is pounding at the thought of being found here.
            After a few hours, when you’re already in significant pain from staying in the same position for so long, the door swings open and hits the top of your head. You groan, curling into yourself a little, and hear Natasha gasp in horror.
            “Oh, heavens. My love, are you okay?” she says, the door locking behind her with a snap. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry, I’m so so sorry.”
            None too gently, Natasha slides her arms underneath you and stands, raising you from the ground, then carries you back to the bed. She is exceedingly careful in how she lays you down, making sure that all of your limbs are rested in an ergonomic fashion, even though you feel the way her fingers wander.
            “Please, follow my instructions so that we can make sure that you’re not injured.”
            One of her hands lies on your face and strokes your cheek, her expression trying to conceal her fear.
            “Tell me where you are right now.”
            “No.”
            “No, you don’t know where you are?”
            “No, I won’t do what you ask,” you say, shaking your head and feeling tears burning your eyes. “I want to go home.”
            She nods, the smile on her face a little stiff, then brushes your leaking eyes with her thumb.
            “I understand,” she says, turning from you to go and fetch the groceries. “I know just the thing to make you feel better. Then I’ll send you back home as you wish.”
            You’re so shocked for a second that you feel like your body keeps crying while you are completely still. Did she say you could go home? You can’t believe it – you’ve been trapped in this hotel room for so long that you’ve lost count of the days. Your heart soars at the possibility of talking to your sister again, even thought you hadn’t sought her out before and don’t even know if she’s still alive: your memory of her has been your only solace in this unending nightmare of being “helped” by Natasha, your imaginary manifestation of her being the your sole source of happiness.
            Natasha approaches again with syringe in hand, her smile more relaxed now.
            “One last bit of medicine to help with your pain before you go,” she says, and then places her hand on your shoulder, running it gently along the skin down to your inner elbow. Once there, she feels around for a second to find your vein.
            “One two three, be brave!” she says, and then spears the needle into your arm, thumb pressing its liquid into your vein. “Now, let me get your bag ready and write down some discharge instructions.”
            She grabs your chin and tugs you towards her, pressing her lips onto yours snaking her tongue into your mouth and grabbing your hair to pull you closer. You don’t want to waste energy on struggling, so you allow her to invade you like that, clenching your hand to have another sensation to focus on.
            “I would be so devastated if something happened to you once you leave, after all,” Natasha coos after pulling away. She flashes you another grin for a second, and then heads to the wardrobe within your room. Once there, she pulls out the bag you’d been carrying when she lured you in, drops it onto the floor, and begins folding up your street clothes to place inside of it.
            For a moment, you think the strange sensation bubbling within you is anxiety, and then you gag so hard aloud that it sounds like a cough. Your entire body feels bad, somehow, but you can’t tell what it is because you feel distant from it, panicking and gagging over and over.
            “Natasha,” you cry out, unable to lift yourself up from how fast the room is spinning you into dizziness. “Natasha!”
            She continues folding your clothing.
            “There’s something wrong! Help, please.”
            That makes her turn around, her expression curious.
            “Something wrong? Like what?”
            “I don’t know.”
            “That’s fine then, I’m sure you can take care of it at home with over the counter meds,” she says, turning back to the closet and grabbing your jacket to fold.
            “No, I can’t,” you gasp between your retching, starting to sob. “Something’s really wrong. Help me. Please, Nat, I’m begging. I’m…begging, I don’t want to die.”
            At this, she turns from her folding work.
            “Begging for what?” she asks, smarmy innocence in her tone. All the while she walks towards you.
            “For help.”
            “Oh, did you need me?”
            “Please!”
            “Say it.”
            “I need you. I need you to help me. I’m really sick.”
            “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you all along, darling,” she says, wrapping her arms around you. You can feel the warmth of her breath fanning along the apples of your cheeks. “You need to be here. Without me, you’d be suffering so much, right?”
            You nod.
            She relinquishes you, pulls your arms away from where you’d been instinctively protecting your breasts from her, and injects your inner elbow again with a different syringe from her pocket.
After only a few seconds, you feel so much better, your limbs feeling like jello and your mind a little fuzzy, but free of the continuous gagging.
She presses her lips to yours, exhaling in pleasure at their softness, at the way your plush body yields when she gropes and then presses into you. You lie still and let her do what she wants until you feel her hand groping your pussy, squeezing it and running her fingers along it in tandem. When you start to struggle against the stimulation, she bites your lip hard enough that the taste of iron seeps onto your taste buds.
            “Let’s start your check up again,” she pants, pulling away. “It’s always best to test someone’s well being with all of your senses. So right now, let me check you with my mouth.”
            Your heart sinks, but you don’t want her to inject you with whatever she had before. Letting your eyes press shut, hot tears spilling down to your temples, tears threaten your eyes when she kisses you again. You can’t help but cringe feeling her hands on your tits, massaging them aggressively; at the same time, the way your cheeks heat up feels completely unfamiliar. The sound of a breathy moan escaping from your mouth shocks you – you realize that Natasha pushing your shirt aside and using her tongue to stroke away the pain her fingers pinching your nipples left behind is making your clit a little stiff.
            “Stop,” you whine, trying to turn your chest away from her mouth, the arousal building up in the pit of your stomach getting harder to ignore.
            “Of course,” Natasha says, kissing either of your tits. “I know what you’re looking for.”
            Her hand sliding up from your cunt to the top of your underwear is so quick you don’t notice it happening; how exposed you are only becomes clear when she buries her face in your pussy, sucking and tonguing your clit while her fingers, roughly jammed into you, start to rub up hard against your G-spot.
            You open your mouth to ask her to stop, but only hear yourself panting, your hips bucking and squirming against her face. You dig your nails into the crook of your elbow as though that will take out whatever she drugged you with to make you feel like this.
            “I don’t want this,” you moan, unable to stop pressing your pussy against her mouth. “What did you do to me? I – agh!”
            Your entire body shudders endlessly, strange noises flooding out of your mouth at her unrelenting tongue sliding back and forth against you while you cum over and over. You feel embarrassed at how you’re writhing and yelping like an animal, but she won’t stop until you are trembling and trying to scoot your overstimulated core away from her. At that, she straddles you on the bed, both hands squeezing you all over.
            “It makes me so happy when you feel good,” she says. “I just want to ride your cute face. But you must be worn out, so maybe tomorrow.”
            Shivering from the disgusting mess between your legs and allowing yourself to cry quietly, you wonder if you should have just coped with the poison instead.
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yandereaffections · 1 year
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Marvel Masterlist
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looking for spiderman/peter parker? He has his own Masterlist ❤
Steve Rogers
Delusional Steve
Pregnant S/o
Single Parent S/o
Headcannons
Tony Stark vs Steve Rogers
Bucky Barnes vs Steve Rogers
Touchy with friends S/o
How Steve spoils S/o
Amnesiac S/o
Nuclear Apocalypse
Killer Steve
Werewolf Steve
Avenger S/o
Rebellious S/o
Steve finding S/o after running away with another man
Hearing S/o sing
S/os friend helping them Escape
Trying to break up with him
S/o goes missing
Steve protecting Villain S/o
Famous S/o
Delusional 50s Fantasy
Clinging onto S/o who doesn’t like being touched
Hospitalized S/o
S/o Framed into Execution
Living in the 40s with S/o
S/o who can die from pregnancy
Bucky/Steve sharing S/o
S/o who is already dating
Insecure S/o
Professor Steve dating College student S/o
necromancer S/o
Haunted House w/ Steve and Bucky
Werewolf Vampire Hybrid Steve
Alien S/o hiding parts of themselves
Ghost Steve communicating through Ouija Board
Figuring out S/os a Lizard human hybrid
S/o suffering from constant headaches
Someone attempting to drug S/o
Model S/o
At a BLM Protest
House spouse S/o
Easily scared S/o who loves horror movies
Doing his makeup when hes asleep
Platonic relationship with his daughter
S/o spending more time with bucky and sam
Magical girl hero S/o
S/o being on team Iron man during civil war
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Bucky Barnes
Headcannons
Winning you over
Bucky Barnes vs Natasha Romanoff
S/o that loves their Stalker
Bucky Barnes vs Steve Rogers
Winter Solider Falling for a Civilian
Gore + Torture TW
Hunted Down
Trick or Treating w/ Bucky
Perusing Dating after Hydra
S/o who is affectionate towards friends
Bucky as a Parent
Prioritizing your child over him
Bucky being in college while S/os still in HS
Bucky w/ Daughter, platonic
S/o w/ cystic fibrosis
S/o who is scared of Bucky
Shoving Buckys head into your chest when angry
King Bucky
Soulmate AU
Crush with a shit boyfriend
S/o that loves pampering Bucky
Running away cause Someone broke in
Running away to the Police
Steve/Bucky sharing S/o
Recently freed Bucky taking refuge with you
Cuddlebug S/o
Pro baker S/o
kpop fan Dancer S/o
Halloween Date
Yandere Letter
Haunted House w/ Steve and Bucky
Shy S/o
Werewolf S/o
Witch S/o accidentally turning herself into a cat
Oblivious S/o
Darlings scared of bugs
Petite S/o
Artistic s/o
Getting a handmade blanket from S/o
S/o insecure about their high pitched voice
S/o whos always tired
Treating his wounds
Torture
Touch starved S/o that doesnt know how to show affection
S/o drools in their sleep
Air head S/o
Darling who enjoys being taken care of
S/o whos kidnapped by random people
Fluff Headcannons
“it feels like home when im with you”
S/o who was verbally abused as a kid, made to believe youll never be loved
Darling who has shit friends
Hydra S/o who tries to brainwash him again
S/o who jokes around when nervous
S/o that likes to be carried by his metal arm
S/o with a regular prosthetic arm
S/o got injured trying to escape
General protective HC
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Stephen Strange
Using his powers to get his S/o
Chasing S/o down
Insecure S/o  
Single Parent S/o
Apprentice S/o
Jealous of his Cloak
Using his powers on his Dead S/o
Kidnapping S/o
Yandere Cloak
“Be good for me this time. I don’t want to see you cry again.”
Jealous
Patient S/o
Tony Stark vs Stephen Strange
Taking their S/o away from their abusive family
S/o with a flat chest
Red string of fate AU
S/o with PTSD
Oblivious S/o
Apprentice S/o getting hurt
Poly Naga Stephen + Tony
Cannibal S/o
Accident Prone S/o
Comforting Anxious S/o
Watching S/o sleep
S/o getting hurt during a city attack
Healer S/o distrusting him cause they think hes using them
S/o favoring his cape as a coping mechanism
Asexual S/o
Darling with narcolepsy and chronic pain
S/o is as good and talented as him
Sneaking out only to come back with puppies
S/o who has bad anxiety attacks
Using his cape to find S/o who sleeps in odd places
Chaotic s/o
Quiet s/o playing ACNH
S/os first time seeing snow
S/o whose ok with being kidnapped as long as they can go to amusement parks
Kidnapped S/o keeps passing out due to fear
S/o wanting to dance in the rain
S/o has the power to teleport
Demon S/o
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Thor Odison
Headcannons
NS FW headcannons
Loki vs Thor
Loki vs Thor Preference
Stronger than Thor thinks S/o
Teaching Thor about Halloween
Finding Puppies
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Loki Odison
Headcannons
Loki vs Thor
Loki vs Thor Preference
S/o in arranged marriage
Using a Love Potion on his S/o
Naga Loki
Affectionate S/o
Teasing his S/o
Valentines Day
S/o who can sing
Insecure S/o who keeps rejecting him
S/os Suicide TW
Brutally taking his Soul mate
Supportive S/o
Harassed S/o
Possessive S/o
Liking his Hair touched by S/o
Halloween Date
Someone cat calling his Darling
Drunk S/o
Asexual s/o
S/o whos best friends with Tony
Depressed S/o
Magica girl S/o
Vampire loki hunting down a s/o whos having fun with it
Platonic yandere  HC
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T’Challa
Headcannons
T’challa Vs Erik
S/o getting Married to someone else after he gets Snapped
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Tony Stark
Headcannons
“I sent you more gifts! do you like them?!
NS FW headcannons
Sugar Daddy
S/o getting attention to the constant attention he attracts
Tony Stark vs Steve Rogers
Cold in Public yet Cuddly in Private
Pushover S/o
Tsundere S/o
Jealous of the amount of attention Steves giving S/o
The Purge
Plus size Lingerie model S/o
“How else would they know you belonged to me?”
“its like you were made for me”
S/o who doesnt mind his Yandere tendencies
Jealous Tony
Finding a kitten
Shy/Book-wormy S/o
Valentines Day
Stephen Strange vs Tony Stark
S/os first relationship
Nerdy S/o
Poor yet incredibly Sweet S/o
S/o not wanting anything to do with Tony
Touchy S/o Hiding behind him
Zombie Apocalypse
Sugar Daddy to a Male College student S/o
Single Parent S/o
Learning S/o has Terminal Heart Cancer
S/o with a Prosthetic Leg
Cute S/o that listens to Death Metal
Drawing Tony in a maid outfit
Blind S/o
Vampire S/o
S/o who shuts down after kidnapping
Yandere S/o protecting their Love interest
Punishing S/o who tried to escape
Artist S/o
S/o who can see ghosts
Suicidal S/o TW
“Hey demons its ya boy”
Making Halloween costumes
Poly Naga Stephen+Tony
Tonys Type
Hunted Down
S/o having a delayed reaction to being Kidnapped
Injured S/o
S/o being hit on by Quentin Beck
Cyber stalking
S/os in the military
Crush thinking his Flirts are only jokes
Losing S/o to the Snap
Comforting S/o after a bad day
Strong Kick ass S/o
Not knowing S/o immortal, watching them get stabbed
S/o loving DIY stuff
Finding out S/o been begging to Jarvis to help them escape
S/o secretly making robo stuff
S/o having inhuman strength
terrorist S/o
S/o calling ptsd “spicy nostalgia”
Tonys s/o phasing through security after being kidnapped
Life Threatening Situation
Male S/o is a single parent
Modest S/o wont let him spoil them
S/o in a depressive episode
What kind of gifts does he buy his darling
How he shows affection
dealing with competing suitors
Proposal HC
Vampire Tony Hunted down
Incubus Tony
Assassin S/o
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Natasha Romanoff
Headcannons
Dealing with competition
Wanda vs Natasha
Bucky vs Natasha
S/o whos not into girls
Hunted Down
S/o Disobeying
Avenger S/o
Choosing S/os Clothes
Shy s/o
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Wanda Maximoff
Wanda vs Natasha
Headcannons
Bisexual S/o
Vampire Wanda
ADHD & Autistic S/o
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Okoye
Headcannons
S/o who runs away
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Nick Fury
Headcannons
Shy and Quiet S/o
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Bruce Banner
Being able to control his emotions
Headcannons
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Hela Odison
Headcannons
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Carol Danvers-
headcannons
Powerful S/o
Single parent s/o
Oblivious S/o
Oblivious S/o is getting flirted with
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Vision
Hunted down
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Doc Oc
Parental/Platonic HC
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Steve Rodgers 
NS FW HC
Cockwarming 
Vocal Steve 
Turned on during a mission 
College Virgin S/o slightly 
Breeding HC 
Femdom 
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Bucky Barnes
Stealing S/os underwear 
Another Underwear Stealing 
NS FW alphabet
NS FW Headcannons
Sexually frustrated Bucky 
Getting Caught 
Dominate Bucky 
Sitting on his face 
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Stephen Strange
NS FW headcannons
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Thor
Werewolf Thors Heat 
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Loki
NS FW headcannons
NS FW alphabet
Orgasm denial + Aphrodisiac
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Tony Stark
NS FW Alphabet
S/o has a high Sex Drive 
S/os First Time 
Corruption 
NON-CON Bdsm TW
Submissive tony 
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Natasha 
“You’re such a pretty little thing tied up like that” 
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Wanda 
NS FW headcannons
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yanderehsr · 7 months
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Can I please request Arlecchino,Natasha,himeko and kafka with reader who died but came back to life somehow maybe dottore did some for arlecchino ones. Also I'm a big fan of your writing😊😍
I'm happy you enjoy my writing😄
Hope you'll enjoy
Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapped reader
Arlecchino: Never before had she felt such pain and despair as when you died, nothing even came close, so when the doctor came to her with a solution, how could she ever refuse. Nothing is as important as getting you back.
Arlecchino will not cry when you are brought back, but she will be extra affectionate and soft. Her protectiveness will increase by tenfold at the very least, she puts some of her children on duty to protect you while she's gone, she can not let you die again, not now and if she got to choose, not ever.
"Don't you ever scare me like that... *sigh* I don't mean to be angry at you but I can't allow you to die again"
Natasha: The shock she feels when you die is indescribable. It seems like no matter how much she tried, you still died. For a while she will not know what to do. But then it hits her, what if you could come back, what if she could make it happen, it becomes her new obsession, to bring you back.
You wake up in a cold room, it looks just like the clinic room you used to stay in, but it feels... different somehow. You can see different operation tables all around you, a person on each one, you can see Natasha hunched over one of them. As soon as she hears you she turns to look at you, her eyes looks crazed and eyebags darker than before, as soon as she realises it's you, she smiles.
"Y-you're alive, I did it, you're back... you have no idea how much I needed to sacrifice to get you back, but that doesn't matter now, you're alive and you wont die again"
Himeko: She becomes depressed upon the news of your death, she doesn't know what to do without you, she doesn't eat, doesn't drink and barely sleeps at all. She misses you so much, why did you have to die.
You can imagine Himeko's surprise and joy once she finds you again, weren't you supposed to be dead... anyways who cares, you are here now and that's all that matters. Himeko wont hesitate to kidnap you and lock you into her room, she wont let you leave her ever again.
"I can't believe this, are you actually back... thank goodness, any longer and I would've went mad... you aren't leaving me this time... right?"
Kafka: She wont show it but she is sad, she feels like crying but tears doesn't fall and she can't express it. On the outside she is just the same but for those that are close to her they can see she attacks a bit more recklessly, it later becomes so bad that Elio will have to step in to tell her how to get you back.
Kafka doesn't care what she has to do or who she has to kill, she will have you back. You are hers, how dare you leave her, she will make sure to punish you when you come back... but when you do come back, all she does is hug you, she can't bring herself to hurt you. Kafka will bring you somewhere safe where you can't possibly die, she'll make sure of it.
"You took your sweet time coming back to me, had enough of a vacation did you... I've missed you"
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thefiery-phoenix · 7 months
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YANDERE NATASHA ROMANOFF HEADCANONS
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If you are her love interest and if she's taken an interest in you, my advice is to just accept her love and feelings. Trust me, it's for the best of everyone 
As a yandere she is literally EVERYTHING: Obsessive, possessive till no extent, can be manipulative at times if you don't listen to her and heck, violent as well which I guess should not have been THAT much of a surprise 
She's gone through so much of training in these years and she's actually glad she did since now she doesn't even have to think twice to put her skills to good use and make sure you're 'safe' from the world. Natasha is a VERY strong person so it's pretty much pointless to win against her in battle
As much as she's literally aching to have you by her side she won't kidnap you at first. No no, she'll give you some time, she isn't THAT heartless. She'll try the traditional way of courting you, hoping you'll fall in love with her and that sort of thing. Expect LOTS and LOTS of flowers, candy and jewelry
This woman here and read you like an open book no joke. And heck, she might even know you better than you know yourself. She studies and knows EVERYTHING about you and YES, that even includes that Tumblr and Wattpad account you haven't told a single soul about till date. She'll even hack into your social media to see what you're up to and if anyone was flirting with you on Instagram or Snapchat, welp... that poor schmuck is not going to see the face of the Earth within the next 24 hours that's for sure
She may or may not have stalked you at times 'just for your safety' of course and she might have installed little teeny cameras in your room so she can watch you when you're not with her just for her to know that you're safe. She won't watch you shower though, that's a no no. As much as she stalks the living crap out of you she respects privacy and she won't invade your personal space and boundaries too much 
Remember that 'friend' of yours who was laughing and touching your knee 'by mistake' when your were working on a project together in your room? Oh wow... a BODY has been discovered! And no surprises on WHO killed that guy. What? He was too close for comfort according to Natasha when she was watching you through her camera and she HAD to take action! And besides, that moron should have known better than to touch you like that
Of course, innocent you won't suspect Nat AT ALL since she wouldn't know who he was and why some of your friends went missing recently. She doesn't even KNOW them (Or DOES she ;) ?) and so, you'll turn to her for help since she's your best friend. Of course, as much as Natasha is pleased and feeling on top of the world that you decided to come to HER of all people for help, she also feels a little guilty since she was the one who made you freak out and panic a little and so, being the really good friend she is, she'll whisper sweet words of comfort in your ear, some in Russian I guess and will hold you and be your shoulder to cry on 
She'll convince you to move in with her to which you'll hesitate at first but when she tells you that you might be in danger and that 'someone' who got rid  of your friends could be after you next. She'll use that same excuse for you to be with her just so she can protect you and keep you safe. Crafty and smart
She won't exactly do anything to the other Avengers if they talk to you for too long since she practically sees them as family ESPECIALLY Steve and Bucky but if Tony tries hitting on you, with one raise of an eyebrow from Natasha will send him going back to working on his invention with Bruce
You'll find yourself to be depending on her rather quickly and she's really happy that you're depending on her for things. She'll start showing affection to you slowly and lightly at first and the way you react is just SO CUTE for her! Like she won't be able to control herself any longer when she sees your cute blushing and flustered face. You fuel her obsession every single minute you spend with her 
She'll finally ask you to be hers and if you say yes, you'll get all her love and affection. You'll be the happiest person in the world and no matter what it is that you desire she will get it for you. Now, if you deny her you better be ready to kiss your freedom goodbye since it's going to go out of the window and down the drain even if you don't realize it just yet. She'll play it off like she's a bit disappointed and she's fine but inside she feels like she's breaking and her heart is sinking 
Brings you something to drink later on 'as an apology' and she'll sneakily mix a sleeping pill or something to knock you out inside and BOOM! You'll be lights out before you can even say 'Avengers Assemble'. Don't be too surprised when you wake up in a really different room with your feet and hands tied up to the bed in an underground bunker or something like that out in the sticks. No one's gonna hear you scream for help 
She'll keep you safe and sound and you're all she needs according to her. You will love her eventually even if she HAS to force you to. She wanted you for so long and now, she'll never let you go....
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void-18 · 11 months
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DAR NATASHA: JEALOUS
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Trigger: Smut, forced pregnancy, and violence
(Natasha pov)
Y/n and I were currently at one of Tony's big events. As I was sent by Fury to make sure nothing happened to Tony I couldn't help but feel attracted to his little sister, Y/n Stark. Y/n was only 3 years younger than me and was just as smart as her brother. I had kept my cover from getting blown until I started to watch Y/n more than Tony. I started to make sure nobody would come close to her, touch her, and I even became personally close with her. We would sit in her room and talk about anything and everything, we became close. It got so close that we developed feelings for each other, we started with little things like subtle touches, whispering things, and hanging out when I wasn't watching Tony. It was until I started to lose focus of the mission and decided to dedicate myself to strengthening my relationship with Y/n. I didn't mean to feel anything for this girl, for once in my life, something caught me by surprise. I was caught when Y/n and I were making out on her bed. I was about to remove her shirt when Tony came in raising hell.
Once my cover was blown, Fury directed me to stay away from Y/n and help Tony figure out whose behind all the chaos. Did I listen to the order? Of course not. I paid heavy attention to Tony and the mission but I also made time for Y/n. In total we have been dating for 6 months and we've been happy together. The only thing I would say is the pain in the ass is Tony, Fury, and everyone around Y/n. They keep getting in the way of us being happy.
My thoughts were cut off when I see Y/n brought up on stage along with Tony's business partner. As Tony was giving his speech, the partner stayed besides Y/n putting his hand on her waist and whispering things in her ear, Y/n giggled at it. To say I was enraged was an understatement, I was beyond that. I could feel the heat rising to my face as that piece of shit touches my girl. I stand up from my seat and leave to the backstage, by the time I get there the speech was over. I watch from behind the curtain as Tony and Y/n go into a separate section of the stage as the business partner stays in my sight.
I come from behind the curtain silently as he stays looking down at a computer typing away. I see him get a glance of me from the corner of his eye.
" Hey, lady you're not supposed to be here-"
I cut him off by grabbing his arm and rotating it backwards and then up before slamming him on the desk. He shouts in pain and the stage outside is still loud, muffling his shouts. I hold his arm in place.
I put my other arm on his neck putting pressure.
" Tell me, why'd you touch her!"
He chokes on his own spit before spitting out
" she's just a friend please!!"
I didn't listen to his cries, instead I twisted his arm at an irregular angle, hearing his screams become more desperate as the arm twitches. He was being too damn noisy so I slammed his head on the desk another time, watching as his body slumps to the floor.
I calm myself down before heading to Y/ns dressing room. She needs to be punished for what she did. I open the door to see her sitting on her chair fiddling with her phone. She looks up at me and her face changes to surprise then to fearful, I guess she saw I wasn't happy.
I lock the door to the room and walk to her bed taking a seat.
"Y/n, could you tell me why you were rubbing against that guy on stage."
I crossed my legs waiting for her answer
" Nat- Baby I didn't mean for it to seem that way, he's a really decent guy."
"Decent? Well that decent guy is laying on the ground right now, passed out with a broken arm. Do you think decency is worth that?"
She looked horrified by what I said, I knew she didn't know what to say next
" lay your upper body on your desk now."
I instructed her calmly and she did as I said. I felt myself grow hard seeing her in this position.
" spread your legs babe"
I could hear her heavy breathing as she shivered, waiting for what I'd do. I pressed my front to her back and whispered "prepare yourself Y/n, you're gonna need it."
I hike up her dress all the way up to her breast, almost ripping it in the process. I lay her hands on each side of her head telling her to keep them there.
I harshly pull her breasts out from her bra, still leaving it on letting them push her breasts up on the desk. She shudders as the cold air hits her breasts and ass. I run my hands down her sides and down to her ass where I caress and grab it before giving it a harsh smack, earning a whimper from her. I could see a little bit of wetness through her underwear turning me on even more.
I rub myself through my dress as I look at the sight of her, across her own makeup desk waiting for me patiently. I hike up my dress to my waist and stroke my cock through my underwear. I decide to press my hardness on Y/n so she can know what to expect. I see her shift a bit making me groan as her wetness touched my clothed dick. I take her waist and start humping her from behind, laying my head on her back. I did this about 5 times before freeing my cock and stroking it a bit. I move Y/ns panties up a bit so each fold could go up her ass, I finally move the piece she's been wanting. I see the mess she's made and move her panties to the side before roughly entering her. I didn't give her a chance to relax to my size, I roughly slammed into her not caring if she yelped in pain. She tried to get a hold of my hips from behind but I put her into the same head lock I did the man and continued to roughly fuck her.
She kept moaning loudly as her breasts were squished on the desk, moving up and down from my thrusts. Her hands were restrained behind her back as I used my other arm to hold down her head into the desk.
" NAT PLEASE UGH-"
I kept thrusting rough and fast
I got close to her ear
" you need to learn a lesson Y/n. You should've e never touched him." I gritted into her ear before speeding up my thrusts. It was hard to keep slamming into her considering she was squeezing me very tightly and her own pre-cum didn't help.
I kept slamming into her roughly as my balls kept smacking her ass. The lip glosses and other things on the desk have already fallen off and the mirror was holding on as the desk shook roughly. Y/n kept moving her legs trying to wiggle away from my thrusts but that only made me go harder as she screamed for me to slow down.
I didn't have protection on so this was my chance to keep Y/n with me, indefinitely. I kept slamming into her until I felt her clench around me, whimpering that she couldn't take it any longer. I soon felt her clench hard enough to stop my hard thrusts as her body shook, I could feel her cum wrap around my cock as she tried to push me out. I still kept her in the same position till she stopped huffing and caught her breath. As soon as she did, she unclenched around me. I decided to stay inside letting her adjust to me just a bit.
She squirmed making me growl
" Nat I've learned my lesson, you can take it out now. I'll finish you off another way." She said out of breath
I went to her temple and kissed it, letting my cock fully sink into her. She moaned since she was still sensitive. I went to her ear and whispered.
" That's not gonna happen baby"
Her eyes went wide as I started to jackhammer into her as deeply as I could, chasing my high. She kept kicking my legs and moaning for me to stop.
" please Nat, I can't take another round!" Her mouth had a little bit of drool hanging from her moaning so much. I took my hand off her neck and caught her leg propping it on the desk while the other tried to find footing on the ground.
God I could feel that I was hitting a new spot as her moans got louder. I couldn't have anyone possibly ruin this so I shove three fingers in her mouth to shut her up.
" suck on my fingers baby hmm."
She sucks on them as I continue my assault on her swollen pussy until I feel myself close to cumming. I sped up and I'm sure Y/n felt me twitching. I took my fingers outta her mouth and wrapped it around her neck
" Nat! Nat! Please pull out, I'm not on the pill!"
I kiss on her ear
" let's start a family baby" as I thrust harder and lean my weight on her, keeping her hands in place.
" Nat please no-"
She continues to struggle, wiggle, and kick my thighs but I roughly continue and ignore her pleas as I thrust forward biting her neck grunting as I release my warm cum inside her. She goes abruptly forward stiffening with me as her insides are painted with my cum. She gasps at the warm sensation inside her aching pussy as I thrust slowly into her to get every last drop out.
I finally let go of her arms and slowly pull out as she whines. She breathlessly lays there as I watch our mixed cum leak out of her red swollen pussy. I lean over her, kiss her cheek, and whisper.
" hopefully you've learned your lesson dorogoy (darling)."
A/N
She's backkkkkkk aka me, how have ya'll been? Anyways, if you have any suggestions on what to write next, you can either PM me or write it in the comments! Happy reading nuggets:)
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wonderwomansupermercy · 2 months
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Midnight snack
Short blurb, like super short vampire!reader
“Y/n?” Wanda entered a small room in the compound. It was late at night.
A pair of hands hugged her from behind making Wanda flinch a little.
“Why aren't you asleep detka” you asked while kissing her neck
“M-missed you” Wanda stuttered you continued kissing her neck and after a few seconds you sank your teeth, pricing Wanda’s skin
“Ahh,” she exclaimed while you drank her blood,
You were snacking on her till she passed out in your arms from blood loss. You took her bridal style and put her on your bed.
“Sleep well, my little witch,” you said kissing her head. You lied next to her looking at the ceiling,
A month ago you got captured by the Avengers and became a prisoner in the compound, you could easily escape but you had great fun with two specific Avengers.
The door of your room was again unlocked and a beautiful redhead entered the dark room.
“Hello Natalia, I was wondering when would you come” She didn't look at you, “what did you do to Wanda” the assassin said harshly
“Your friend is a great midnight snack” you sped towards her
“You know I’m still hungry,” you said and bit Natasha
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channelinglament · 11 months
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I just got that if my hsr was self aware, they would see my favoritism towards YanQing and March 7
I may not use March a lot/at all (depends), BUT I still level her up and give her nice stuff
...and I main YanQing
I defeat bosses with him and he is my most strongest character (I literally take him to fight Cocolia, since he takes out A LOT of her hp)
And I farm for his stuff first
And, I wondered what would other self aware character think of that/do about that.
I also favor Trailbalzer a lot, but my Stelle isn't as strong as YanQing.
So this, is how my idea was born..
(This is a bit self-indulgent but I tried to make it suit for u too..though as I said, self indulgent heh)
- Btw YanQing is platonic >:(
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Some would definitely please this two/three?
They would do anything, just to feel the Prime Aeons presence. To get Prime Aeons gaze linger on them just for a second. They may not have Aeons favor, but if pleasing the Aeons favorite would get the Aeon to look at them even for a second...all of their dignity and moral compass leaves them. They will fr do ANYTHING the favorite asks them off.
Free stuff is 100%
March 7, Trailblazer and YanQing would have this..kinda smug smiles?
YanQing won't have to worry about buying blades and swords, he is given them for free.
March 7 can eat nice food and doesn't have to worry about its cost (tbh YanQing and Stelle would do it too)
Also March is gonna be very happy, since her birthday is right after Aeons! (My bday is March 6 lmao, so if u have bday at March too, yay!)
Trailblazer is happy to share bday with you and being the main center of your attention (they're the MC after all)
Astral Express is even more loved now
And Jing Yuan is just v v happy
Some would resent them. Hate them even. Why do these 3 get all your affection and attention, when they don't, while trying their best and hardest?
Tbh I feel like March would be anxious to lose the place of being favorite, while YanQing and Stelle would be VERY protective over their place of being the favorite.
Also these 3, even tho I give them praise during the game and constantly compliment them (I say my thoughts out loud ok?) I tend to compliment Natasha EVERY SINGLE TIME I see her, so they would be jealous lmao
Bye for now :>
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Idk why did I do this, I just did hehe :)
Also -
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The whole time I thought YanQing was 15, like me 😭
I fr did think he was 15
...well, he is 15 in my hcs :")
The fact that I, as a 15 liked this guy who's age isn't known :")))
Hopefully he is at least 14 😭😭😭
Yes I will still main him
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d3adp00ls · 2 years
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               In The Dark
(Prologue)
Fandom: MARVEL 
Pair(s): Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Genre: Dark Fic
Word count: 953
Warnings: Dark Fic!!  Curses, Kidnapping, Use of needles, Use of Drugs, Use of google translate (Idk if that's a real warning but imma just put it just in case) 
MINORS DNI THIS IS A DARK FIC AND WILL HAVE 18+ THEMES IN OTHER CHAPTERS. (Tbh idrc tho lol) 
 By clicking continue you are confirming that you are 18+ ( again, do what you want tho I can’t rlly stop you) and have read the warnings above. 
Prologue, 1, 2, 3, etc
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September 27th, Tuesday 6:30pm
“Fuck!!”
I yelled out when the hot coffee fell onto the ground spilling everywhere, I groaned and looked up to see everyone in the cafe staring at me, I smiled embarrassingly while grabbing some napkins.  ‘Great job Y/n you’ve really fucked this one up’  I thought to myself while cleaning the coffee off the floor.
Ding
I look up towards the door to see a familiar red-head walk in
“Oh hey, Natasha,” I say with a small smile throwing away the wet napkins.
“Hey…what are you doing?” she asks
“Oh, I dropped some coffee and needed to clean it up” I shrugged walking behind the counter.
She nodded looking up at the menu above the counter while I tapped my fingers against the counter.
“I'll take a large black coffee and a coffee cake,” she said finally, looking down at me.
I nodded as I typed her order out.
“Is that all?” I asked, looking back at her
She nods in response just as I finish putting her order in.
“Alright, your total is $6.75. Your order should be out in about 3 minutes"
She nodded before handing me the money, I counted it as she walked away to find a seat, after I confirmed the amount I put the money into the cash register and I turned to go and make the coffee.
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After I gave Natasha her order, she stayed in the cafe for a little while longer. Even after finishing her stuff she stayed, I wouldn't have cared at all if she hadn't been staring at me the whole time. Every time I looked over at her she would be staring at me with an unreadable blank expression, I tried to ignore her but it got harder as time went on. Thankfully, she eventually left.
I sighed as I watched the redhead leave the cafe, looking at the time to find there was about an hour left before I could start closing for the night.
7:55pm
It was now 5 minutes till closing, seeing that no one was in the cafe, and I doubted anyone would come 5 minutes before closing, I started cleaning up.
After whipping down the last table I checked the time seeing that it was now 8 I push in one more chair before heading towards the back and grabbing my stuff.
I walked out of the cafe and locked the door behind me and put my headphones in before beginning my journey to the train station. 
Halfway into my walk, I began hearing heavy footsteps behind me, but every time I looked behind me no one was there, I start to pick up the pace taking out my phone to try and call Wanda.
“Come on, come on, answer the phone” I mumble while the phone rings then goes into voicemail.
“Shit,” I mumble while looking up and seeing a corner.
I turn the corner only to be met with a wall.
Dead-end
“Fucking hell..” I mumble getting ready to turn around and go a different way.
 But, before I can fully turn around I'm pushed against the wall.
My eyes were forced shut from the impact and I groan in pain.
“Sorry detka, I didn't mean to be so rough”
I open my eyes, taking in the appearance of my assaulter.
“Hey, Y/n,” Natasha says with a small smile and my eyes widen 
“Nat-...what are you doing?” I spoke as I tried to shove her off of me, but that only caused her to tighten her grip.
She didn't answer, instead, she dug into her pocket and pulled out a needle. 
“What the hell!? What are you doing!? get off of me!” I shout as I try to kick her, which only causes her to push her body fully against me.
“Stop, I swear you'll be fine just let me…” she cuts herself off while bringing the needle closer to my neck.
This time, instead of kicking her off, when her arm got just close enough to my face, I quickly bit her– making sure to sink my teeth in. She stumbled back either in pain or shock, but before thinking about it I bolted off.
“FUCK, Y/N! COME BACK!!!” I heard her echo as I continued to sprint away.
I didn't dare look back, I just kept running until I made it to the train station. I ran down the stairs, thankful to be alive at this point, only to see the train already pulling off.
“SHIT!!” I yelled. 
I turn around when I hear footsteps behind me to see Natasha running down the stairs, making eerie eye contact with me, my eyes went wide in fear. Somehow, I just then noticed it was only her and me in the station.
I tried to run again, but it was pointless. Before I got far enough, she grabbed my arm and pushed me onto the ground then straddled me.
I let out a scream hoping that somehow, some way, someone could hear me.
“Shut the fuck up!” she shouted while covering my mouth with one hand, the other hand occupied with the needle going into my neck.
I let out a muffled whimper at the– less painful than I thought– feeling while she shushes me.
“It's okay moya Lyubov I promise you'll be okay,” she said while removing herself from me, knowing I didn't have enough strength to make an escape.
All the strength was leaving my body slowly as she simply stared down at me. She then takes out her phone, before I let sleep fully consume me I heard Natasha say something to the person on the phone
“I got her, Wanda”
Then I was out.
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Welp!! That’s that..I finally finished this it took forever but it’s done.
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Irreplaceable Pt. 2 | Yandere!Avengers x Reader
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It'd been about three weeks since you'd had your life taken away from you.
You'd been living in the Avengers Tower seeing as you had no where else to go.
When you tried to call your parents the first week, Natasha was the one that decided to tell you that they'd been arrested by SHEILD for having relations with HYDRA.
You didn't believe her, but she was quick to bring you to their holding cells.
You and your parents both knew that it was the Avengers doing, but had no power or evidence to show it.
You'd wept for days after that.
Your ex-friends had really taken everything that had meaning to you.
And now, you were laying across one of the many luxury couches in one of the many common rooms of the tower.
You would much rather be in your room, but Tony made sure that Jarvis locked you out after 9 o'clock. He believed that forcing you out to hang with everyone would get you back to how you used to be. Or at least somewhere close to it.
Sooner or later, you would realize that all of this was for you.
Natasha was sat beside you, legs crossed with wireless earphones in, watching whatever on her phone.
There was always someone with you once you were forced out of your room. You barely got any time alone when you were awake.
Hell, you couldn't even get any time alone at night anymore. The anxiety from having your life taken from you made it impossible to sleep and Tony was quick to get you medicated to help out with that.
You still felt like shit either way.
Steve came strolling into the living area, bidding you both a good morning.
You gave no kind of response, staring forward at nothing in particular, wrapped up in a light blue, fleece blanket that you'd received as a gift from a friend when you'd first gotten ownership of the library.
"Hey, (Y/N), did you eat this morning?" Steve asked, at your lack of answer, he sighed exasperatingly, "Come on, (Y/N), you know that you have to eat. You'll never feel better if you just lay around all day."
Natasha began to stroke your head, trying to get you to pay attention but you quickly slapped her hand away and pushed yourself up into a sitting position.
"I'll never feel better. You guys can sit here and pretend that we're one big happy family, but I'm not playing." You started, voice shaky with anger and sadness, "You never supported me and abused your power to take away my life and made me dependent on you guys. And now you guys want me to be happy?"
Steve and Natasha only stared. Were they taking in your words? Who knows. You didn't care.
"No. I will not give you my happiness or my willing compliance. None of you deserve that part of me anymore."
"I have brought poptarts for Young (Y/N)!" Thor's boisterous voice boomed, a warm plate of freshly toastered poptarts in his hands for you both to share.
At the sullen atmosphere, Thor looked between his friends, "Am I interrupting something?"
"No, Thor. (Y/N)'s just a little hangry. Thanks for bringing the poptarts." Natasha answered for you, gesturing for the god to come over, "You guys eat while Steve and I go find the guys."
You watched the two leave and pushed the plates of poptarts away from your person, leaving Thor in the dust and hiding away in the bathroom, ignoring his calls for you.
You lowered yourself to the cool tile, gripping fistfuls of your hair.
Why?
Why did this have to happen to you?
Why did they do this to you?
You wished there was some way to get out of this, but... where would you even go?
You couldn't survive homelessness in New York. And it'd be increasingly hard to find a job now that you had a criminal record due to your 'friends' planting confidential information in your library.
And even if you did land a job, it wouldn't provide you with a livable wage. You'd be barely surviving.
And could you ever really escape the Avengers?
Though the better question was, could you survive playing family with them? You doubted they would ever grow tired of you.
They really made sure that you had no other choice.
A knock on the door jolted you from your spiraling mental, "(Y/N), what did I tell you about hiding in the bathroom?!" It was Tony, the one you hated the most.
You could feel something in your mind cracking again, somehow worse than when your library was taken. Everything was really starting to close in on you.
These bastards... these bastards really wanted you to be happy for them... like some kind of fucking dog they found abandoned in the freezing cold.
Tony knocked more and you could hear Bruce telling him to ease up, "You're gonna scare them. They'll open it when they're ready."
Oh, but you'd never be ready.
The knocking stopped and you continued to stay seated on the ground, staring at the tile and hands tightly gripping your hair.
Why couldn't they have just left you alone like you'd asked?
You were left alone to your spiraling thoughts, your breathing growing more and more intense. Your heart beat through your chest, screaming and riving to be let out.
Your vision was starting to go spotty. Nothing else mattered but how angry you were. All you could see was bright red.
A scream ripped from your throat, splattering the confined walls of the bathroom and spilling out through the crevices of the closed door.
Pain began to blossom on your head, but you didn't care. You were too angry to care about physical pain.
Why and what were you being punished for?
Why had these demons, calling themselves angels, from hell do everything they could in their power to knock you down to try and piece you back together?
What gave them the right?
Now you were on the bathroom floor losing your mind when you could've been helping a young woman find a good book to check out or having a bagel from across the street while you read at the counter.
"(Y/N)! Goddamnit! (Y/N), STOP!" Bruce was on your back, desperately trying to grab your hands.
You fought against him, screaming to be left alone but he didn't. He just kept your hands away from your head and instructed you to breathe.
Once your breathing was under control, you noticed that something was in your hands and slowly glanced over, whimpering when you'd noticed what you'd done.
Thick clumps of hair were gripped tightly in both your bloodied fists. And there were plenty more strands and clumps decorating the tiled floor around you accompanied by droplets of blood.
You tried to stand up but Bruce kept you on the ground and you growled, "Get off! Let me see!" You snapped, tears welling in your eyes.
"No!" He snapped back, "It's not bad... there's no need to look."
"You're a fucking liar." You sobbed, "All of you are liars!"
Once you'd wept yourself to sleep and had been put to bed early, the team decided to have a late night meeting.
Tony took a swig of his scotch. He rubbed a hand down his face. Everyone was silent, waiting for someone to speak up.
"Ok, they're not adjusting. I admit it." Tony spoke.
"Yeah, just like I'd warned." Natasha reminded coolly.
"We should've went about this more slowly. (Y/N) could've easily been coaxed to live here." Clint added, arms crossed.
Steve shook his head, "No, they loved that library way too much... worked too hard to get it. They never would've left that library for us."
Bruce tapped a finger against the table impatiently, "We have to do something. We can't carry on like everything's normal," He had a hard frown stuck on his face, "(Y/N) is not ok. We brought them here for their own good and they seem to be doing worse than ever."
They all went silent again. What were they going to do?
Natasha's eyes sparked and she looked over at Clint with a knowing gaze, "Clint, isn't there an agent with memory-altering abilities?"
Clint visibly brightened at that, "Agent Keller."
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"(Y/N), it's time to wake up. Steve is almost finished making breakfast downstairs." JARVIS spoke calmly.
With a big stretch, you yawned and rolled out of bed. A dull throb throughout your head made it's presence known and you winced slightly, making your way to the common area.
"Hey, everybody!" You called out.
"(Y/N)!" Steve greeted, "You made it just in time. I just finished the banana pancakes, you want any eggs and bacon before they get taken?" He asked.
You shrugged, nodding tiredly, "Yeah, I'll have some."
Everyone began to make their way to the table, plates stacked with food.
Tony was the last to arrive, smiling at you carefully, "How's your head feeling?"
You smiled back, a fond smile, "A little sore... but the medicine you gave me is making it manageable."
Clint nodded at that, "Yeah, having your hair ripped off by a beggar will do that." He teased.
You chuckled back, "Yeah... also... I had a crazy ass dream last night. I was a bookkeeper with a whole book store. A bookkeeper, can you guys believe that?" You ate a bite of eggs with a thoughtful gaze, "But... it was so nice."
Natasha hummed at that, her chin resting in her hand as she stared at you quizzingly, "But not as nice as being here with us, right?"
You shook your head, "No, I suppose not."
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lifespectator · 2 years
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Y/n, seductively: I’ve always had the dream of getting kidnapped by a pretty green eyed witch
Wanda, smirking: I can make that dream come true
Natasha, smacking the table: Just date each other already!
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