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Sisters Are Doing It For Themselves ± N.Romanoff x Stark!Reader

you're Tony's sister and a certain spider catches your eye

warnings: smut and excess use of sarcasm

Sister’s Are Doing It For Themselves f!Reader, Natasha Romanoff

“I just think that the best thing you could do is continue on with the tests. Why switch things because I’m an idiot with a big mouth?” You asked, pushing yourself off the table you were leaned against.

“No, you were right. What the hell was I thinking?” He asked, scratching at his beard. It looked like it had seen better days, he could really do with a shave.

“No, don’t be silly. I was spouting rubbish.” You told him and he shook his head, making his way out the door, muttering something about needing Bruce to run calculations. Just as you intended. But Maria Stark didn’t raise any of her kids to half ass something.

So you followed him, rambling in that way that confused him, turning him all around. You passed a blonde lady, pausing a second to check her out with a smirk before hurrying after your brother again.

“Tony! Don’t be stupid. It’s all going to go wrong and then I’ll be-“ Natasha watched you talk to Tony like you’d never heard of how stubborn he could be. She hadn’t seen you around before so she presumed that’s why, you were inexperienced with handling the eccentric billionaire. Tony shut the door in your face and you sighed, turning on your heel. Natasha laughed and shook her head.

“You need to know how to handle him. Telling Tony not to do something just drives him right to it.” Natasha offered and you surprised her by laughing and rolling your eyes. You weren’t new to Tony’s attitude. You’d argue that you were dealing with him longer than anyone alive.

“I know. It was reverse psychology. If I couldn’t steer Tony away from bad ideas by now he wouldn’t have had time to become an orphan. He’d have been murdered first.” You told her and she raised an eyebrow. It wasn’t often that Natasha would say she was intrigued but there was something about you.

“You’ve known him for a while then, I presume.” Natasha walked down the corridor, almost unaware it was the way she had just come. She wanted to learn about you. Because she hated not knowing things. It wasn’t in her job description to leave things unknown.

“Seeing as I’m his younger sister? I could say all my life.” You laughed, pausing when you reached the elevator. You hit the open door button before turning back to her with a smirk.

“Last I’d heard you were in Europe with no plans to come home.” Natasha told you and you laughed, nodding slowly. Not surprised that Tony had complained about your whirlwind life. You argued he was jealous. As the older sibling he had responsibilities.

“It was a spur of the moment thing. I had a sibling sense that Tony was missing me.” You told her with a shrug. “You’ve heard of me but I don’t believe I know you.”

“I work with Tony.” She told you and you looked her over, tilting your head.

“Weren’t you a red head?” You asked and she laughed, nodding and reaching up to her platinum hair.

“Blondes have more fun apparently.” She told you and you shrugged.

“You’ll have to let me know how it goes. I’ve been looking for a little fun since I got back.” You stepped into the elevator when it opened and raised an eyebrow at her. “Getting in?”

“No, I was uh, heading that way.” She jerked her thumb behind her, back the way you both came and you smiled, nodding your head slowly.

“Okay, see you around I guess. Go get some of that fun.” You hit the button for your floor and she watched you until the doors closed, a small smirk on her lips.

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“I was under the impression we didn’t allow civilians in the communal kitchen.” Natasha was sitting on the kitchen island when you spun around, a hand on your heart.

“Jesus Christ, I almost pissed myself.” You told her, breath coming quickly. Natasha watched your chest rise and fall before raking her eyes down your body and back up. You wore very little at night apparently. A camisole and shorts made for quite the view.

“Tony tried to ground Steve for bringing Sam in here before he had run missions with us.” Natasha informed her, leaning back on her hands and tilting her head. “You’re pretty cute but definitely not an Avenger.”

“I have my uses.” You told her, fighting your smile as you returned to searching through the cabinet. “You just haven’t seen them yet.”

“Well I’d be sure interested in finding out what you’re useful for other than improving the view.” Natasha told you and you looked over your shoulder. Natasha looked up to meet your eyes, no shame in having been caught looking.

“I couldn’t possibly tell you all of them. We’d been here all night.” You told her, reaching for the jar of peanut butter on the top shelf.

“I can see the relation to Tony shining through. Ego the size of a continent and legs shorter than a hobbit.” You flinched when Natasha whispered right in your ear, reaching over you to grab the jar of peanut butter.

“Oh so because I haven’t got super secret spy reflexes, I’m short?” You asked, turning around to find her smirking again. You kind of wanted to wipe that smirk off her face.

“Super secret spy reflexes?” She asked with a laugh, passing over the peanut butter but refusing to move back out of your space.

“Yeah. Spies are all crazy gymnastic and stuff. I’ve seen movies. I know how it works.” You told her, eyes narrowed.

“Not all of us. Clint can’t bend for shit. He just blends in very well. But yeah, I did ballet. I’m very flexible. In every possible way you could imagine. You should see it some time.” She took a step back, pushing herself back up on to the island.

“I’m very imaginative.” You told her, slathering four slices of bread with peanut butter. You put two sandwiches together and turned around, offering her one. She looked from the sandwich to your face and back again before accepting it. “You’ve just given me an awful lot to think about when I get back to bed.”

“Is that so?” She asked chewing on her sandwich looking thoughtful. “Let me know what comes to mind. I’d be very interested in finding out your thoughts.”

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“You’re telling me that you couldn’t shoot the robot because it had heart eyes?” Tony asked incredulously.

The Avengers and co. were sat around the the coffee table in the dining room when the elevator opened and you walked out. No one payed you any attention as you went about picking from the overwhelming amount of food on the table.

“It was adorable!” Clint argued and Tony sighed, shaking his head in disappointment. Y/N knew how Clint felt. She’d been on the other side of that expression many times.

“You were right Nat, he does make a shitty spy.” You muttered, grabbing Tony’s last dumpling and dancing back out of his reach.

Clint turned to Natasha, an incredulous look on his face. “You told Baby Stark I was a shit spy?”

“No. I told her you weren’t as flexible I am” Natasha shrugged, taking a bite out of a slice of pizza.

Tony looked up from a conversation he was having with Bruce and looked between Natasha and Y/N who was picking off Steve’s plate while he was distracted, explaining all the food types to Bucky. “What an odd topic of conversation to have.”

“Not that odd. Natasha was explaining to me that she was flexible. It was like a kind of foreplay.” You told Tony, deadpan. He choked on a mouthful of coffee and looked between you both again.

“Foreplay?” He asked incredulously. “Why did you need foreplay? Was there after play?”

“No. I’m kind of digging delayed gratification right now, so we’re letting the sexual tension grow and - I’m kidding.” Y/N couldn’t contain her laughter anymore at Tony’s expression. “She called me short and I argued that it wasn’t my fault that I wasn’t a flexible assassin.”

“Okay because Steve being in a relationship with an ex-hydra assassin is enough. I don’t want to have to worry about you too.” Tony warned.

“Mhmm, cool. Thanks Mom.” She rolled her eyes and then grimaced. “Is it weird if I say that infant of Orphan Maker 3000 over there?”

Bucky looked up, mouth stuffed full of noodles and a slice of pizza in hand looking nothing like the fabled assassin.

Y/N retreated back to her own room after making things awkward on the communal floor and thought nothing more about it all until she found Natasha in the kitchen several nights later.

“So Blondie, is it true? Are you having more fun?” You asked, ruffling her hair and going in search of the peanut butter. You found it on the bottom shelf this time and put two sandwiches together before realising Natasha had yet to reply to you. “Is that a no?”

“So you’re still flirting. I thought big brother Tony said no assassins?” She asked and you shrugged.

“Tony’s never said yes to anything I ever did. It never stopped me before.” You told her, handing over the sandwich.

“Isn’t a bit sad to still be rebelling authority when you’re not a kid anymore?” She asked and you frowned in confusion.

“I’m not sure if you’re kidding anymore. But just in case you’re actually serious because Tony made a smart comment, which he does more often than breathing, I’m going to just go back to bed and let you be a broody little assassin here on your own.” You huffed, dropping your sandwich and stalking out of the kitchen.

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“Over your tantrum?” You asked Natasha the following morning when she joined you in the gym, taking the treadmill next to you.

“I didn’t have a tantrum. I just wasn’t looking to be a way to annoy Tony.” She shrugged, upping her speed.

“My existence is a way to annoy Tony. It’s the whole point of being a younger sibling. It’s my purpose in life. I annoy him to an early death, inherit the fortune and then spend lavicous amounts of money on gorgeous women.” You told her, shrugging. “I’ve been planning this for quite a while.”

“Sounds it. But I don’t share.” She told you.

“Fine. Lavicous amounts of money on a gorgeous woman.” You corrected and she rolled her eyes.

“You’ve got a smart mouth.” She sighed. “I should show you some manners.”

“You keep talking about what you could show me and yet, I have seen nothing.” You told her and she chewed on her lip but didn’t answer you until you’d finished your run and were drying your sweat with a towel.

“I make dinner for myself most Friday’s on my floor. If the world decides not to end this week then that’s where I’ll be. Feel free to come up.” Your workout had nothing to do with how breathless you suddenly were.

Thursday morning the Avengers were called out suddenly while you were shaving your legs. At the sound of the alarm you closed your eyes and sighed, hoping that the world did not in fact end and they would all be home by the next evening.

You continued to get yourself ready, telling yourself that you weren’t going to disappointed if things didn’t go to plan. But you had never been so relieved to see Steve Rogers on a Friday morning before but when you found him reviewing paper work you actually cheered out loud.

“Happy Friday to you too, I guess?” Steve asked. You only laughed, doing a happy dance.

“Steve, you beautiful idiot. You have no freaking idea how good of a Friday today is.”

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You arrived onto Natasha’s floor, knocking on her door at seven pm sharp because she hadn’t specified a time and you’d never been able to wait for anything. She answered the door with a grin and your jaw dropped.

She was wearing leather pants tighter than her suit and you thanked every and any God above for whoever invented leather. Next time you saw Thor you was going to personally thank him.

“Let me take your jacket.” Natasha managed to drag her hands down your back while helping you out of your jacket and you shivered.

She served what was obviously Chinese take out but you were gracious enough not to mention it. She made deliberately irritating small talk as you ate together but you played along with her game, letting her have her way. You had no issue taking the backseat if Natasha was driving.

Halfway through the main course she ran her bare foot up your calf and you almost choked on a piece of chicken but you remained quiet, daring her with your eyes to up the stakes of the game. Never let it be said that Natasha Romanoff turned down a dare.

One minute she was insisting you tasted her desert, despite you both having the same, the next you were laying back on her couch with her straddling your thighs. She was sponging kisses down your neck, following the plunging neckline of your blouse as you tangled your hands in her hair.

“Oh please.” You groaned, arching up to her kisses, your hands tangled in her hair. She paused, taking both your hands in hers and pinning them above your head with a look that told you that you’d regret moving them. She restarted her trail of kisses, making her way back down your neck. You were going to complain but you could feel her undoing your belt so you clamped your mouth shut.

“No underwear?” She asked when she managed to tug your jeans off, eyes wild and dangerous. “Fuck, you were so desperate for this.”

You groaned louder, arching without shame into her touch when she ran her hands up your thighs, ignoring the place you wanted her touch most. “Your skin is so fucking smooth, did you spend your day getting read for me, making yourself all pretty for me to mess it up?”

“Fuck, yes. Yesterday too.” You told her honestly. You arched and twisted again as she ran her finger from your navel down, travelling slowly south. “Please.”

“What do you want, baby?” She asked, tilting her head. She paused the path of her finger, waiting for your answer. “If you don’t tell me then I can’t help you.”

“Want you to make good on everything you promised to show me. Touch me.” You begged, swallowing roughly. “Put your mouth on me.”

“Where?” She asked and you swallowed again, wondering why you had become so shy all of a sudden. No one had ever affected you the way Natasha did. “Where should I put my mouth, sweetheart?”

“On my-“ You groaned when she slid her thumb over your swollen clit, bucking into her touch and twisting your hands into sofa cushions so you wouldn’t move them. “Clit, please fuck.”

Natasha ate you out with such determination that you couldn’t keep yourself contained. She licked over you in long broad strokes before changing it up to barely there kitten licks, driving you wild. You arched against her face and begged for more, for anything. You weren’t aware of anything but her mouth, her tongue, her groans not unlike how she’d groaned when she ate the desert. “You taste better than I thought you would.”

She slid a finger into you slowly, sucking on your clit. You didn’t even get a chance to warn her as she began to move her finger earnestly, drawing out your first orgasm of the night. She didn’t let it deter her, adding a second finger. “You’ve got another one in you, don’t you baby?”

“God, I - ohhhh.” You twisted against her, trying to get away but at the same time take as much as possible. You were sensitive but still so desperate that you couldn’t believe the noises you were making.

“Of course you do. Gonna let me taste you again, you wouldn’t deny me. I know you wouldn’t. You’re so good for me. Such a good girl.” You weren’t sure if it was her words or the fact that she brought her mouth back to your core. But you exploded a second time, eyes rolling back in your head as she lapped away earnestly until your legs began to jerk.

When you finally began to come down from your high you found Natasha shedding her tight leather pants in record time and you finally moved your hands, reaching for her. “Sit on my face.” You’d never sounded or felt more desperate in your life but you had to taste her. You needed to get your mouth on her as soon as possible.

“Yeah, you want me to ride that pretty face of yours? Want to bury your head between my thighs? I bet you do, baby.” Natasha didn’t hesitate and you responded eagerly, not willing to pass up a chance. You wrapped your arms around her thighs, pulling her close and delving in with vigour. You sucked on her clit, twisting your tongue and she threw her head back, moaning loudly.

“So good pet, you’re so good. Taste so sweet, just like I knew you would. Could eat you out all day every day and I’d still be desperate for another taste of you.” She groaned, reaching down to tangle a hand in your hair, grinding against your mouth. “So fucking good.”

As she orgasmed Natasha let her full weight drop on you and all you could think that suffocating in her thighs with her release on your tongue would be a good way to go.

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You were sitting cross legged on the floor of the communal living room, picking at dumplings and listening to the chatter from the team about their last mission. Natasha hummed non-comitedly from behind you, accepting the food you fed her with your chopsticks. You were sitting in the v of her legs, leaning back and feeding you both almost lazily.

“Tired?” Steve asked with a kind smile and you nodded, yawning. You watched Tony out of the corner of your eye and waited for the exact second he took a forkful of korma to speak.

“Multiple orgasms every day will do that to you.” You spoke, shrugging and leaning into Natasha’s grip on your hips when it tightened suddenly. Tony choked on his food, spitting it all out in a gross display but did not in fact die.

“We’ll get that fortune yet.” You told Natasha, looking over your shoulder at her. “Any day now.”

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Y/n: Look I understand that she's evil, I really do but ...

Natasha: But nothing

Wanda: No wait, I want to hear what she's going to say

Y/n: But don't you think Agnes, Agatha, or whatever you like to call her is kind of hot?

Natasha: Y/N! SHE LITERALLY ALMOST KILLED WANDA

Wanda: Well hold on now Nat she's not necessarily wrong

Natasha: SHE LITERALLY TRIED TO STEAL YOUR POWERS

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Word Count: 840

A/N: You’ve been dating Wanda for a few months now.

Every new home was a little haunted, Wanda had decided. She brought the ghosts with her. All the people that she couldn’t leave behind, but who had already left her.

She stared up at the high ceiling that still felt unfamiliar, feeling uncomfortably warm under the bed covers, and willed her heartbeat to slow down.

The nightmares that found her each night were of different scenarios and they were not always coherent. But three things would always be true. Wanda would walk into a trap, she’d realise it and then she’d fail to escape.

Sometimes, the exit would be blocked by a bomb or Vision’s form. Sometimes, she wasn’t in the trap alone. In the worst ones, there’d be a pile of bodies and a choking realisation that they were pieces of collateral damage, all dead because of her. The bodies wouldn’t even have to block her path to stop her escape. She’d freeze up staring at their glassy eyes, hating herself for not knowing any of their names.

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This movie is the biggest mindfuck and nobody wants to talk about it

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when you see your own post on someone else’s blog but it still makes you laugh a little bit

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For the Love of A Daughter

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Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary: The mom friend (or girlfriend) sometimes needs a mom, too.

Warnings: strained relations with a parent, emotional trauma mentions, a bit of angst, very unedited fic because I refuse to reread this

A/N: surprise Natasha fic as a result of my unresolved issues so I hope you enjoy! also I feel very exposed posting this so excuse me while I hide away.

It was no secret that you were the ‘mother’ of the group despite being the youngest, and you were astonishingly good at it.

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What makes you beautiful (Suyin)

Inspiration from "What Makes You Beautiful" (1D)

"I don't know what to do that will make her fall for me, I've tried everything Lin!!"

"Have you tried impregnating her? Worked with the last one." Lin continued as she flipped through the newspaper at the dinner table. It was just the two of you, since everyone else was out training. You were apart of the Zafou guard to try and impress Suyin, the love of your life. Your attempts to get Suyin to notice you haven't gone unnoticed, just not what you wanted. Su would always just smile and give you a brief kiss on the cheek or little side hug and be taken away to attend to some sort of emergency. You were desperate at this point.

You got along with all her children, and ever since their father left, and it left their mother a hundred more times busy, Su barely took time to sleep, let alone try dating again, saying all she needed were her children. Everyone saw through it, but couldn't convince her otherwise.

"Not funny. I'm serious, you're her sister!! Shouldn't you have some ideas?!" You exasperated, arms outstretched and head on the table. Lin gave you a side eye and then rolled her eyes, folded her newspaper down and looked at you deadpanned.

"Su likes big gestures. Hell the last one helped her build this entire city. You have a lot to compare to. Those little flirty moments, won't cut it. Whatever you do, make it big, involve her family, and show her you're not leaving." Lin then got up and left you to your thoughts. You instantly started planning away.

"Opal!! Hey, I need your help, and I need you to get everyone but your mother involved, but figure out when she can get a day completely free." You ran up to Opal to explain the rest of your plan, and she was fully on board, along with the rest of her siblings. They all loved you, and already half viewed you as a parent almost, or good friend or some sort. They all loved the idea of you with the mother, and couldn't imagine anyone else with her. Even Kuvira appreciated you and all you did to help Su with the city and her family.

"MOM!! I need help!" Opal shouted, sounding completely frantic and worried. Su instantly dropped what she was doing and ran to find her daughter who was shouting at the dinning room. She ran up to her to make sure she was safe.

"Opal, honey, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Su asked worried as she made sure Opal was okay. Su was very tired and stressed out about the train station being behind schedule for the grand opening, affecting the loan for the project, making her stay up even later than she normally does. With dark bags under her eyes, and her hair a little untamed, everyone could see that Su was stressed and overworked, but she refused help from anyone.

"Mom, come here, follow me! Hurry, you're going to miss it! Mom, stop walking so slow!! Lets go!" Opal started shouting while grabbing her mother's hand and pulling her behind her as she ran to the back yard where her twin brothers would train with their power disc game. Su, completely sleep deprived and over stressed wasn't sure what was happening, but Opal wouldn't let up or explain.

"Opal, where are we going, I need to get back, what's happening?" All her questions getting ignored, and she just continued to get pulled to the back. She started to worry that her boys got injured in a game, and needed medical attention ,but then why would Opal call for her and not a medic?

Instantly when Opal broke out into the back yard, there was giant speakers and a crowd gathered of her entire family and friends. Su looked so confused, as people started cheering and confetti blasted everywhere and puffs of fire on the side line went up when she got dragged to the middle of everyone and sat into a chair. Su who was still shocked to see her mother of all people amongst all of this, and wondering what was happening, just open and closed her mouth a few times until she spotted you.

You had gotten with Varick to get all the speakers and band and all the lights. You were dressed in the typical clothing that Su and her children wore, the green robes, with a metal top and black pants and boots. Your hair was pulled back into a high ponytail with make up and bits of glitter on, you slammed on the guitar and started singing.

"You're insecure, don't know what for. You're turning heads when you walk through the door."

You sang atop the stage while looking at her, and giving her a quick wink. Su looked completely dumbfounded and confused, with a small smile on her face staring up at you. The avatar gang and her children were all jumping up and down and cheering.

"Baby, you light up my world like nobody else. The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed. But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell that you don't know, you don't know that you're beautiful!"

You continued to slam on the guitar and wink at Su again at the end of the chorus. You took off the guitar and tossed it to the other band member who could play it. You took the mic and hopped off the stage and ran up to 3 giant covered tarps, and pulled the first one down while you continued to sing.

As it fell, Su could see a giant rock statue of herself and her children all together all with smiles and hugging each other. Su felt her eyes tear up as she looked at it, and you ran to the next one and pulled it down to reveal another statue, but of just the two of you and Su. Hugging and smiling at one another, and looking into each other's eyes.

You watched as Su brought a hand to her mouth to cover a gasp and dart her eyes to Lin and her mother who stood next to each other looking half impressed and half bored. They just gave her a little head nod back to you as you ran to the last tarp and continued to sing.

"If only you saw what I can see, you would know why I want you so desperately."

You smile at her and pull down the tarp and it reveals a giant statue of you, her, and her children. All together smiling and hugging and the two of you looking at each other. Su looked to her children who all gave her thumbs up and were cheering, even Kuvira gave her a nod.

Everyone started to sing along "nana, na, na, na, na, na." as you made your way up to Su, and panting slightly and a giant grin plastered on your face, you took a knee before her and held her hand with your free hand, and continued to sing softly.

You pause, breathing heavily staring at Su, holding your breath a bit.

"Su, I've been in love with you since I moved to your city, and I couldn't imagine to continue living in it without you by my side every day and night. I know you were done dirty, and it left you with a lot on your plate, but I am asking, no begging you. To let me in, and help you take on that load together. I promise I'll never leave, or make rash decisions without your input, and I promise to help you raise your amazing, brilliant, hilarious, talented children until we grow old and happy together. All I want is to be there every step of the way with you." You breathed out hard staring intently into Su's eyes still on a need with her hand in yours. This was it. She'd either take you and you'd be happily ever after, or she'd reject you and you'd become a heartbroken woman and leave to the fire nation. I mean, at least its warm there, the North and South water tribes were cold and you weren't exactly a monk...

"I-i, I don't know what to say." Su says a little speechless while looking from you to her family and friends.

"Oh spirits, it's not going to get better than this, you say yes Suyin Beifong. She's promised to leave me alone if you say yes, and if I ever visit she'd let me kick her ass in bending." Toph screamed throwing her hands in the air.

"Please say yes. She's been bugging me for weeks about how to ask you out." Lin says flatly, while raising her eyebrow. Su looks back to you and just stares.

"Mom. We all love her. Just say yes, we know you like her too." Opal says softly giving her mother a little nod of approval. You continued to be on a perched knee while looking at Su intently.

"What do you say Suyin Beifong? Will you let me take you out on a date?"

"I, there's so much to do. The train station-"

"-has been taken care of. The bank has a 2 week extension penalty free, and the men are working round the clock without extra pay because their company guaranteed it would be done by today or else you get your money back, and the guards are helping with the production line to go over more smoothly. You haven't slept a proper day in months. I have everything taken care of, and a perfect spa day planned for you, followed with a bottle of the best wine I could find." You continue as you search her eyes.

"H-how did you do all of this?" Su asked eyes wide at the station being finished today.

"When I want something, I make sure it gets done." You say with a slight smirk and wink. Su flushes deep red and shakes her head. She pulls your hand up and hugs you tightly, you instantly returning.

You pull back and look at her, "so does this mean yes?"

"Yes." Su says while bringing you in for a kiss and wrapping her arms around your neck and you brought her even closer, deepening the kiss and smiling into it, while everyone else shouted and the music started up again.

You finished singing and lifted Su up and spinning her around as she laughed and kissed you again, sweetly and just shook her head and smiled at you, resting her forehead against yours.

"You really are beautiful Suyin, and spirits am I in love with you."

#Suyin x reader #suyin x oc #lok #alta #fanfic #onedirection #fluff

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King of Hell Party (Crowley)(Supernatural)

Hey y’all, this is a little different, but hopefully enjoyable none the less.

You were the baby sister of the Winchester family, and all while you were still a hunter with your brothers, you rarely ever had to get your hands too messy, given you along with your brothers, had an amazing genetics and could just about woo anyone with slight charm and a wink.

As hypocritical as your brothers could be, especially Dean, it did get the three of you out of trouble on more accounts then they would admit to, though your current predicament none of you were expecting.

“Dean, if you don’t shut up, I will personally take this knife and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.” You screamed as you used your favorite blade to slash through a demon’s chest, and propel your body to jump up and kick another demon in the head swaying him to stagger back giving you enough time to pull the knife out of the first demon and stab it into the second one.

“All I'm saying, is that you have horrible taste in men, and you could’ve done better than that last guy.” Dean yelled back while slamming his body into two demons and stabbing both with the same blade.

You rolled your eyes again as you flipped backwards to help Sam with the bigger demon who even made Sam look small. You jumped onto the wall and ran to push yourself off onto the demon’s shoulders and hold his arms back while Sam got up from the floor and stabbed the demon finishing up the last of the demons.

You guys arrived a little late to the party, but the job was done. You hopped down and sighed and wiped all the blood off of your blade onto your jeans and were about to light up the place when you heard a British accent coming from behind you.

“This is why we can’t have nice things. Every time I try to do something nice, you two always ruin it.”

You turned around and noticed a man in all black sighing as he looked at all the bodies on the ground then looked up at you and made eye contact after taking his time to let his eyes travel up your body. You raised your eyebrow at the man.

“Hello darling. And who might you be?” The man asked his voice dropping a bit.

“With the other 2 that ruin everything.” You reply with a small smirk growing on your face. He just smiled as Dean cleared his throat.

“While I’d hate to ruin your disgusting flirting with our little sister, what are you here for Crowley?”

Ahh, Crowley. The King of Hell. You weren’t sure what you were expecting, but this wasn’t it, though you weren’t protesting. You continued to look him up and down from his devilish appearance in a fancy suit with that tantalizing British accent that made your skin crawl. You continued to eye him like candy as Sam bumped into your side trying to tell you to stop.

“Ahh squirrel. Moose. I didn’t know the two most annoying people on this Earth had the most beautiful woman in their presence. I would’ve killed you off much sooner if I knew about you. Say darling, what’s your name?” Crowley asked as he approached you and pushed a strand of hair out of your face.

“The name is (y/n), and might I say King of Hell, I’m quite impressed with your work. You’ve been keeping us on our toes lately.” You reply curtly while flicking your eyes downwards at his lips and back up to his eye and gave him a quick wink. He noticed every movement and this brought him in the slightest bit closer.

“Enough Crowley. What are you here for?” Sam asked while pushing him back a bit from you. You both rolled your eyes and Crowley got back to business.

“Well Moose. I was on my way to debrief my demons the plans for the party this week about how we were going to take over the world and hit a new quota. Though. You lot have to seem to change some plans here.” He rolled out while looking around at all the bodies.

“Mmmm, we just know how to throw a better party.” You speak up, catching the King of Hell’s attention once more, as he smiled at you.

“Say boys. It’s about time since we had a fun chase don’t you say?” Crowley instantly disappeared in a poof of black smoke only to appear again at your side.

“If you’ll be needing us, we’ll be catching up over the adventures of Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dumb, bye boys.” Crowley hummed as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulled you closer so you could smell his cologne and both were instantly wrapped in black smoke.

Once you both appeared at a luxurious restaurant and you looked down and were dressed in a long elegant black dress with a heart shape cut and a side slit for your leg, in high 4″ silver heels and your hair was done up in a high bun with little ringlets coming down to frame your face. You looked over at the British man as he held out his arm for you to take to walk in the restaurant to their table.

You looked up to meet his eyes smiling and took his arm and followed him in. This definitely wasn’t how you expected the hunt would go, but getting courted to a nice dinner wasn’t too terrible you thought. Especially with the back mindset that Sam and Dean had to drag their asses back to the bunker to figure out where Crowley took you.

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