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natashaismylove · 8 months

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Warnings: really cliché, buncha fluffs, basically giving birth, cursing, and I don't know what else.

Hi bading! Some of you requested, so I delivered 🙌

Here's Mama DADDY Natasha welcoming her baby and her baby baby!

"So, who's the father?" Yelena prodded for the nth time. Being your best friend, she stated that she should be the first to know whose baby it is that you're carrying.

It's been nine months filled with cravings, mood swings, and sleepless nights. Yesterday was supposedly your due date, but all you've got are the usual cramps and pains and still no baby.

As much as you love your soon-to-be child, you cannot wait for this whole pregnancy thingy to be over because of how much discomfort it causes you.

Especially to your back and limbs.

One time, you even cried when you couldn't reach to tie your shoe because of your developed bump, but good thing Natasha was there to help you solve your crisis, even though you snapped at her for seeing her face.

Simply her face.

The one that makes you frustrated when you see it but weirdly sad when you don't.

Yeah, you're really pregnant.

Going back to Yelena.

"No one. I made this myself, so stop being nosy." You scoffed at her, already imagining her face if you ever told her that her older sister—Natasha fucking Romanoff—was the one who got you pregnant in the first place.

"Oh, come on," She whined, flashing her famous frown in hopes that it could make you give in, but she's in no luck as you just raised your brows at her. "If I ever get someone pregnant, I swear, I won't tell you!"

"I'm pretty sure it'll be Bishop anyway." You shrugged nonchalantly, laughing at her gobsmacked expression. "What? Everyone sees it, Belova."

With a huff, she left you alone, probably to hide her blushing cheeks because it made her feel embarrassed.

You were currently in the kitchen with Wanda, watching her bake some cookies, when you felt another contraction coming your way. At the same time the pain arrived, you felt hot liquid gushing down your legs, causing you to look down to see the trickling wet patch in your jeans.

Panic settled in your chest. "Wands, Wands, Wands!"

"Yes, yes, yes?" She joked while mixing the batter in the bowl, still not realizing the state that you're in.

"I think.." You breathed deeply. "I think my water just broke!"

Just like the flash of light, Wanda looked up to see you sweating while you tried to regulate your breath. "Oh, god! Wait, wait, wait—I'll call Yelena!"

You nodded, not being able to form coherent words at that moment because you tried not to panic, but that didn't help because you just realized that Natasha was away on a mission and she probably wouldn't be back for another 3 days.

That thought alone made you whine with a frustrated, pained sigh.

That bastard.

You didn't know how it happened, but the next thing you noticed was that you were in the hospital bed with oxygen attached to your nose, and the doctors and nurses were assisting you.

"Oh.." You clenched your jaw, your face turning red due to the unstoppable force of pain flooding you, "Can you fucking get Romanoff here? If I have to suffer, so does she!"

"Why would you ask for my sister when you're-"

"Just call Natasha!" You yelled impatiently. "And fucking make it fast!"

Yelena was really confused and still hadn't processed everything since her mind was still in panic mode, but she did as she was told, dialing her sister and quickly instructing her to come to the hospital because you're oddly looking for her.

When Natasha heard the news that you were about to give birth, she didn't think twice about abandoning the mission and driving fast toward the hospital that Yelena had told her you were admitted to. Along the way, she had this smile on her face that she couldn't brush off, no matter how much she tried.

"I'm here, I'm here, I'm here!"

After what feels like years, Natasha finally entered the delivery room where you were lying down. She wore her scrubs, not minding the way her sister had looked at her with raised brows when she signaled her to come out. "Yel, wait outside. I'll handle it from here."

"Why would you want to-"

"For fuck's sake, just go!" You screamed madly, causing the blonde to narrow her eyes before leaving but not before muttering her line.

"сука!"™

You had been suffering for fourteen hours of labor, and the baby still didn't want to go out yet, so your patience was wearing thin. It turns out that the contractions that you were feeling are not the usual ones that you get. You were already laboring and dilating without being aware of it.

"You!" You pointed at Natasha. "Come here! Faster, goddamn it!"

"Okay, okay, chill." The redhead obliged without another thought, grabbing your hand for support, and she tried her best not to wince with how hard you squeezed it when you felt another wave of pain, but she couldn't, muttering a low curse, "Shit.

"Oh, you think that hurts?" You glared at her sarcastically. "This is your fault anyway, so don't-"

"Baby's crowning." Your doctor interrupted your seemingly endless banter cautiously, "Give me five hard pushes, okay?"

If you weren't in pain, you'd be touched knowing that your baby wouldn't go out of you without the presence of her Mama Nat, but no, you're in pain since you refused to take some epidurals. Nonetheless, you obliged.

You pushed, screamed, and teared up until you finally heard the wonderful sounds of cries from your newly born child.

"It's a healthy baby girl! Congratulations, Mrs. and Mrs. Romanoff!"

"Oh, we're not really-"

Natasha cuts off your exhausted rambling as she flashed a teary smile to the doctor who's holding your gays' baby.

"Thank you, Doctor Alison." She couldn't take her eyes off of the wailing child even if she tried, murmuring a small, "Beautiful."

You tugged at her hand, making her snap back into reality. "Congratulations, nemesis. Such a sharpshooter!"

She laughed lowly at the second one before smiling genuinely at you.

"Congratulations and thank you, Y/n," Natasha sincerely mumbled before she slowly leaned down to kiss your forehead. "I love you."

You were surprised with the sudden confession, but some part of you is already aware of those weird feelings that she gives you—love. Before, using the word love beside Natasha's name was like the most impossible thing that could've ever existed, but now, as you realize all those moments and bickerings that you grew fond of as time went by, it doesn't feel impossible anymore.

You love Natasha Romanoff.

In addition to that, it's a moment of vulnerability, and it was rare for Natasha to show that. It's her defense mechanism, so she always makes sure that she has these walls to protect her, but now you could see it in her eyes—feel it.

She trusts you with all her heart.

And since it's a serious moment for you both, it made you uneasy, not being used to the softness just yet. That's why you tried to make it more normal between you two.

You gave her a tired smirk and decided to tease her a bit. "I know you do, Romanoff. I know you do."

"Okay, don't Han Solo me now!" Natasha chuckled lowly. "I know you—you love me too. That's why we keep on beakering. It's like our love language."

Our love language.

"You're so full of yourself." You scoffed sarcastically, though you couldn't help but agree. Not that she needs to know that. "Maybe I'll love you if you promise to change Willow's diaper for the first six months."

"Willow?" Natasha questioned, rubbing the pad of her thumb with your still intertwined hands, ignoring your second remark, "Is that her name?"

"Mhm." You hummed lazily, your eyes now becoming heavier. "Natalia Willow Y/l/n-Romanoff."

You obviously woke up with a painful lower body; your throat felt dry as you tried to slowly get used to the blinding light.

You saw Natasha snoring adorably beside you, her head placed above your intertwined fingers. You giggled quietly at how clingy she's suddenly become after all those banters that you two have shared before. You gently woke her up, making her stir a few times before she finally opened her forest green eyes.

"Hi," Natasha mumbled with a soft smile. "How are you?"

"Thirsty," You muttered, your voice raspy, making her quickly get up to go over the table on the corner and fill the glass with water before giving it to you, guiding you as you finished it even though you insisted that you could drink on your own. "Hi."

"Hey, detka." She chuckled at your shy side. "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah," You nodded honestly, "Where's the-"

"So where's my niece?"

"-baby?" You finished while eyeing Yelena, who had just barged in and was slightly restless but really excited.

Natasha mumbled, "They should be here-"

Knock knock!

"-now.." Natasha scoffed, "Yeah, we should really stop cutting ourselves off."

The nurse came in with the small crib, where a peacefully sleeping baby was placed. She was now wrapped in her pinkish blanket to keep her warm, and her tiny hands were hidden with her mittens.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Yelena clapped quietly, running towards the crib to catch a glimpse of her niece, but when she's already gazing at your child, her mouth falls open in shock. "Looks exactly like—what the fu-"

"Language." Captain America entered with a light knock; he was with the other Avengers behind him as they walked carefully inside the room.

"So, why does Y/N's baby have red hair?" Kate questioned, voicing one of the thoughts that was playing in Yelena's head. Thor then entered with a booming clap, having just arrived since he still fetched Jane along the way, causing your baby to be startled and open her eyes slightly, but enough to reveal the shade of her gems. "And green eyes?!"

"It's a fucking baby Romanoff, y'all!" Tony smirked to himself, "Knew you two were kinky shits!"

The others were still pretty stunned at the revelation. Some were staring deeply at the resemblance while either having their eyes wide or their mouth hanging open. Pretty much both. So, when they finally recovered-

"Natasha?!" All of them turned to the redhead who was drinking some water, nonchalantly, on the corner.

"Yeah, it's a long story, but let's just all welcome my daughter—Willow, yeah?"

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natashaismylove · 10 months

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(DON’T) TRUST ME | wanda x fem!reader

summary・a therapist who definitely has her best interest in her mind when it comes to you, even if they maybe unethical.

pairing・therapist!wanda x fem!reader

warnings・(MDNI) — age gap (reader is 19 and wanda is in her mid 30s), manipulation, dub-con, top!wanda, bottom!reader, fingering (reader receiving), mommy kink.

word count・1.3k

note・wish she was my therapist so she could fuck all the problems out of me 💔

Wanda watched out as you zoned out for a moment. Her hands inched closer to your thigh, and she gave it a small squeeze snapping you out of your daze. “Oh, sorry!” You squeaked out and the woman shook her head with a smile on her face. “It's fine, dear. I know the topic of your childhood is hard for you to deal with, would you like to continue that conversation another time?”

She watched with calculated eyes as you chewed your lips anxiously, “Uh… I’d like that. Thank you, Wanda.” You smiled brightly at the woman, unbeknownst to how that small action had her heart flipping in her chest. She inched her hand closer and scooched over to you, “You’re doing a great job sweetie, I’m proud of you.” Wanda internally beamed at your reddened cheeks, “T-thank you, Miss.” You said, shying away from her gaze.

She withdrew her hand from your thigh, but not before she smoothed your skirt, “Same time next week?” she asked, hoping you’d say yes and to her good fortune, you did and bid her farewell. And Wanda watched you walk away from her. A giddy smile on her face, soon enough you’ll be hers.

The next week, Wanda smiled as you walked into her house, quickly, she grabbed your favorite pillow and placed it next to you as you sat down. “Good afternoon, Wanda,” you said in your usual cheery voice and Wanda shot you a honeyed smile, “How are you, doll?”

You smiled softly at her words, “I stopped having nightmares,” you said. Wanda grinned proudly, “I’m so proud of you, sweetheart!” She squeezed your knees as a form of affection, “Let’s keep things calm today, alright?” Wanda smiled and pulled her notepad out.

You nodded and looked at her with curious eyes, “I want to ask you, how is your intimate life?” Wanda had a neutral look on her face as she stared at your nervous face.

“I-Intimate life?” You sputtered, “What do you mean?” You asked, avoiding her stare. “Your sex life, darling. How is it? Do you think your past is affecting you?” You frowned for a moment, “I don’t think so, but…” you trailed off, your cheeks turning your entire face red as your eyes burned holes into the ground.

“But?” Wanda leaned in, “You can tell me, Y/n. This place is free from all judgments, trust me. Be honest with me.” You sighed softly, “I feel like I’m lacking in experience?” You let out a nervous, “I don’t know, I just feel like I’ve nothing to provide to my partners not that I have one,” completely unaware of how Wanda’s eyes lit up. “Aw, I’m sure you have a lot to offer!” She scooted closer to you, shoulders touching as she looked down at you.

“How could a pretty girl like you not?” She asked, her voice honeyed as she lifted your chin with a finger. “You’re young, there is a whole new world waiting for you, so much to experience,” Her voice was low and seductive, sending chills down your spine.

“I don’t know how to…” You whispered, eyes never leaving her own. Wanda smiled, this was the perfect chance to strike. “Would you like me to show you how?” She knew this could go two ways; one, you’d freak out and never come back, and two, you’d let her show you what can be done, and you'll come back for more. And she was hoping that you’ll pick the second option.

“Show me?” You asked, your throat dry as you looked up at the older woman. She watched as your tongue darted out to lick your lips, “Yes, my dear. I’ll show you…” Wanda leaned closer, noses brushing as she looked into your eyes, “I’ll show you everything.”

To Wanda’s utter surprise, it was you who closed the distance between your lips. Your gentle ones pressed against hers and she left a soft moan. Her hands reach up to cup your cheeks, “Oh sweetheart, I’ve been waiting for this,” She smiled against your lips. “Are we supposed to be doing this?” You questioned softly, still holding onto her collar.

“Do you want me to stop?” She asked with a raised brow. You shook your head adorably, “No!” Wanda smiled, “Good.”

Her mouth was on you again, but this time she took the lead. Her tongue slipped past your lips and licked the roof of your mouth. She unbuttoned your shirt and you grabbed her coat, pushing it off of her shoulder.

“So needy,” Wanda grinned and lowered herself down to your neck. You moaned and leaned back on the sofa, letting Wanda crawl on top of you.

Her hands kneaded your breasts and you were sure that you were leaking down your thighs, “Mommy,” you whimpered, closing your eyes as you felt her lip latch onto one of your nipples.

“Oh, sweetheart, she sighed against your hard nub, “Mommy’s here, I’ll take care of you.”

Her mouth pressed kisses down your chest, and her fingers teased your nipples, pinching and squeezing at them. She soaked in all of your moans, “Oh honey…” She whispered as her eyes fell upon your soaked panties, “All this for Mommy?”

“Yes.” You whispered, chest heaving up and down.

Wanda smiled and pulled your soaked underwear down your thigh, shivers running up her spine as she finally got to see your pretty pussy after dreaming about it for so long.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re so beautiful,” She cooed, her fingers reaching down and trailing it down up your lips. You whimpered, eyes rolling back as she stopped near your clit. “Mommy, please.” You whispered, “I know, baby.”

She leaned down, and a guttural groan left her mouth as she inhaled your scent, “I’m going to ruin you.”

You screamed as her tongue pressed flat against your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your thighs immediately closed around her head and you felt her grip your hands as she encircled her tongue around your clit.

You closed your eyes, “I want you, I want you.” Wanda smiled as you whined and bucked your hips against her face.

“You taste so good, baby girl.” Wanda moaned and gently pushed her tongue inside your hole. “Oh god!” You cried out, arching your back. You gripped her hair almost painfully.

“Calm down, honey.” Wanda giggled before kissing your clit. “I wanna see you cum for me,” she said. Your mouth fell wide open as her mouth engulfed your clit. She was sucking on it so gently.

You sobbed as you felt her fingers split your hole open, “Baby,” she whispered, “Are you close?”

You nodded your head, “Yes, yes!” You ground your hips against her face, “I- Mommy!” You screamed as you let go all over her. Body wracking as she still fucked you through your orgasm.

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t!” You sobbed, her mouth never leaving your clit. She smiled, and let go with a soft groan.

“So fucking good, baby. Mommy’s so proud.” She smiled, pressed a small kiss to your swollen clit, and crawled back up to face you.

Wanda admired how pretty you looked under her, tears slipping out with your lips between your teeth. “Mommy’s beautiful girl,” she whispered before kissing you.

Your arms encircled her neck, pulling her body closer as she slipped her tongue into your mouth. It was as if she was teasing you when she pulled away with a grin on her face, “How do you feel now?”

“Better,” you said with a small smile on your face. Wanda returned it, “That’s great, baby. Mommy’s glad she got to help you.” Your cheeks burned as she talked to you in such a caring tone.

“It looks like our time is over now,” She said with a soft sigh and you pouted, “I don’t want it to be over.”

“Ah! None of that pouting, baby. Next week at the same time, okay?” She smiled, stroking your cheek. “Okay, mommy.”

“Great. I’ll have a surprise for you then!”

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader

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natashaismylove · 10 months

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she's in a better place now (her bedroom)

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natashaismylove · 10 months

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fill you up

ellie williams x reader

summary: no plot just smut. ellie wishing she could cum inside you when using her strap

minors do not interact, 18+ content

cw: dom!ellie, use of strap, little bit of spitting and choking, slight degrading, praise, mentions of ellie wanting to cum inside reader, rough ellie turns to soft at the end

your legs were on ellie’s shoulders as she was practically snapping you in half as she drilled into you with her strap. the sloppy wet sounds combined with your high pitched moans and her breathless curse words was pure fucking filth.

“fuck,” she groaned, loving how your face scrunched up as you struggled to keep your eyes open.

“fucking take it baby, look at me.”

you tried so hard to obey her demand but when your eyelids faltered she gripped your face between her fingers, squishing your cheeks to force you to look at her.

“i said look at me you pretty fucking slut.”

she was hitting it so deep it felt like the tip of the strap was going to hit your lungs. your legs were shaking and if it wasn’t for her holding them up, you’d be collapsing in a heap.

still holding your face she said “stick your tongue out” and you obviously did, letting her spit on it. as you swallowed, looking up at her with teary eyes, she brushed her thumb over your bottom lip muttering “so fucking pretty, baby.”

she then traced her hand down to your neck, lightly pinching either side. her pace didn’t let up and at this point you were seeing stars, the moon, the entire fucking galaxy. your moans became whiny and pathetic causing her to smirk and laugh to herself, knowing you were putty in her hands.

“you’re taking it so well for me, babe, god wish i could cum in you.” your face must have automatically given her such a pleading look because she carried on.

“wanna fill you up with cum and fuck it back into you.” the thought of it turned your insides to mush and you moaned out a little “please.”

“yeah? you want that?”

you let out another string of whiny “pleases” which made ellie feel fucking feral. she took her hand off your throat and leaned more of her weight down onto you so she could kiss you. it was messy and the slight adjustment in the angle of the strap made it hard to kiss her back but she didn’t care. she loved having you like this. a whiny, shaky mess just for her.

you couldn’t see it obviously but you could tell there would be a creamy white ring around the strap as it pounded in and out of you. your stomach tightened and your toes curled so hard it nearly gave you cramp. your hands gripped and scratched at her back as you tried to utter out that you were going to come.

“come with me, baby, let me fill you up,” she groaned. imagining her cum coating the walls inside you as she kept fucking you through your orgasm send you over the edge. your head fell forward, bumping into your leg and your hands held onto anything they could as you basically saw white.

as soon as she knew you’d come, she slowed her pace but didn’t stop, wanting to keep you feeling sensitive. you looked at her, your mouth agape, and she was looking at you like you were the most breathtaking thing she’d ever seen.

she let your legs come off her shoulders and relax a bit, still being spread wide apart though and she stopped moving the strap but kept it deep inside you. she brushed a sweaty piece of hair off of your forehead before kissing it.

“you are fucking amazing, you know that?”

all you could manage was a nod as your arms pulled her down into another kiss.

“you’re fucking amazing,” you breathed out against her lips. she peeled one of your arms off from around her so she could intertwine your hands next to your head as you continued the lazy, slow kisses.

“i’m gonna pull out now,” she mumbled and gave you a second before she slowly pulled the strap out, leaving you feeling empty. she took a moment to take the strap off and reach for a nearby towel to clean you up a bit. the brief absence of her body against yours made you let out a little sigh.

once the strap and towel were tossed to the side she was quick to snuggle back into you, laying between your legs, head buried in your neck and an arm wrapped underneath you. you hugged her close and kissed her temple, she let out a little hmm in approval. it was so comfortable and warm the way your bodies melted into one another that it didn’t take long for you both to fall asleep, completely fucked out.

#ellie tlou #ellie williams x reader

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