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You Belong With Us - Full Series | (Alpha!WandaNat x Omega!Reader)
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Warnings: A fair amount of angst and a lot of fluff, amongst many others.
Word Count 23.6k
Note: This is going to be very long, so open this with caution!
Despite being an Omega, you found yourself walking life’s roads without a mate. It’s not that you want to see the one true love you're destined to be with; you are afraid of Alphas and their aggressively impulsive behaviors. All because you were raised by a paranoid Omega mother and an absent Alpha father. Your mother was awfully paranoid of, well, everything. From having Alphas in the street take advantage of her anxiety to her husband coming back as an abusive drunk. All worries never happened, but she did project a lot of her pains and sadness onto you and blamed you, quite frequently, for the sorry state she was in. Eventually, you left her behind to pursue a future.
Now, you thought, it is time for a nice cup of hot coffee…or tea, you still haven’t decided. You climb out of your grey-cloaked bed, put on warm clothes with some sneakers, and exit your bedroom. Walking down the carpeted hallway, you turn right into the living room to grab your house keys and phone, then leave the small little hovel you call home before realizing you forgot to take your suppressants - you are only going to the coffee shop and back, can’t be that bad, right? 
 You press the ground floor button and pull out your phone, which has a small crack on the left side of the screen. You open up a social media app and start mindlessly scrolling through the ‘For You Page.’ 
As the elevator descends to the ground floor, it stops abruptly at floor #4 to let someone in. No big deal, you thought. You scrolled onto another social media app to see what your favorite celebrities were doing nowadays. The door opens, and a 5’8 brunette pops in and sluggishly presses the ground floor button. You briefly look up before resuming your scrolling, paying her no mind until she lets out a dramatic sigh.
“Kate Bishop,” you mimicked Yelena’s voice.
“Mornin’,” Kate groaned, yawning while putting her scraggly hair into a sloppy bun, “You headin’ downtown for some coffee too?”
“Yuh, *yawns*, need some asap - oh, maybe a donut or a muffin?” You put your phone away in your back pocket and look back up to Kate, who is shabbily dressed in Yelena’s wrinkly black Nirvana shirt and blue plaid pajama pants with grey and white running shoes; clearly, Kate did not give a single fuck about what she wore. 
Besides, Kate seems to not have slept; in fact, she is physically drained. The distant stare at the monochrome elevator door, the dark bags underneath her eyes, and the faint smell of sweaty clothes attacked your nostrils.
“I…need…coffee, mmh, this sucks.” Kate pinches the bridge of her nose and then rubs her eyes.
“Had an intense workout…?” You raised a brow.
Kate flashes a tired grin and giggles, “You can say that.” With a lop-sided smile, Kate manages to suppress her giggly stupor, “Don’t think coffee’ll help with anything, could go for some water, though.”
“True that.” you rake your y/e/c hair behind your ear, “Probs won’t sit around too long - gotta refill my prescription.” you half-truthed to cover up your suppressant use.
Kate turns her head a few degrees, narrowing her eyes and crinkling her nose in doubt; you have never mentioned any prescription since she and Yelena have known you. Hell, Yelena has made comments about you possibly being a beta before. Kate sees right through your lie and pinches the bridge of her nose, sighing disappointedly.
“Okay,” she drawled as the elevator door opened; you two stepped out and exited through the lobby’s glass doors and made your way down the cracked sidewalk with the chilly wind blowing through your hair, “I know your ‘prescriptions’ are suppressants, Y/N, don’t gotta hide it from me.”
“Wh-what, how!?” you sputter, spit flying out your mouth.
Kate turns her head as you two approach the coffee shop’s doors, and your fellow Omega companion opens the door for you before smirking, “Because….” Kate chuckles, “We’re Omegas, Y/N, we Omegas kinda act alike - suppressants are kinda common among us; um, just a vanilla mocha and an ice water for us.” she flashes an awkward smile to the cashier before she whips out her card.
“I’ll meet you in our usual spot.” You turn on your heel and walk towards the back of the cafe.
The coffee shop is laid out with typical indoor dining chairs and tables strewn about; the tables are brown, with the chairs having green cushions on top of the hard white metal chairs. Warm wooden walls decorated with fake ivy and paintings of steaming hot coffee. Now past the counter, in the main lobby, the interior has a rustic green and brown look. There is a leaf green plush couch to your left directly across from two chairs of the same make, same-colored plush, and they had similar carvings as the couch. A multilayered coffee table was between the sofa and the chairs, with drawers filled with extra books and beaten-up board games crammed into the bottom.
Your usual spot was down a weathered, narrow corridor to the left at the end of the hall. Entering the backroom, you realize how hollow the halls are: you can hear the shallow clinking of your sneakers bouncing off the walls. 
You sink into the sofa, waiting for Kate, and your mind begins to wander and wonder about the day ahead - what would you be doing today other than going to the pharmacy and grabbing your prescription? Some doodling on your tablet, snuggling up in your favorite blanket, watching your favorite videos or TV shows, or a comfort film? You have received a few commissions recently, and the bills are paid, so why not a day of relaxation? But with Kate knowing about your use of suppressants, she will likely follow you to the pharmacy and demand you go home with her and flush your prescription down the toilet. It’s an odd thought to have, but it is definitely in the realm of possibility Kate would do such a thing. So, probably not the best idea to travel to the pharmacy immediately after coffee.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to hang out with Kate afterward and then go to the pharmacy just to make sure Kate was off your tail.
As minutes flew by, you heard another pair of footsteps echoing off the walls; it must be Kate.
“One coffee for my fellow Omega and one water for me!” Kate chirps as she plops her bottom on the sofa next to you, “Soooo, wanna talk about your suppressant use or?”
“I don’t take 'em every day, Kate,” you sip your coffee, “Only when I go out in public, which is like never.”
Kate smiles, and relief washes over her - allowing herself to release the breath she had been holding; she’s glad you aren’t addicted to them. Despite not going out often, you pop a pill every few days to stave away your heat, just in case. You refuse to tell her that, but you understand that Kate did the same things you’re doing now.
“Can’t take them forever, Y/N - it’s gonna hurt you in the long run, especially when you find your mate.” Kate takes a swig of her water, nearly chugging all of it in one go.
“Hehe, what makes you think I’ll ever find my mates. Don’t wanna meet them right now, to be honest with you, Kate. I’m perfectly fine cruising through life without a mate.” you crossed your legs as you leaned against the armrest, resting your head on your hand, “I mean, why would I let an Alpha barge into my life, beat me into submission, and then leave me on the side of the road?”
“WOAH!” Kate half-yelled, her sudden and loud exclamation echoed down the hall, “Why would you say something like that? Not all Alphas are bad; just look at Yelena!”
You understood why Kate has an optimistic view of Alphas. Still, any positive perception of Alphas has tarnished all thanks to your parents, particularly your mother, who told you how your mate would reject you on the spot and go after another five minutes after.
“Kate…she’s one of the few good ones, I’ll admit it, but all my life, my mom….” you paused, looking away from Kate’s eyes to bashfully stare at the wall, “Said they would tear me apart and well, what I said earlier were one of the many other things she threw my way. Still, I read so many stories about other Omegas having an amazing life with their fated mates, but I honestly don’t believe my Alpha would love me or even bother having me in their life.” you explained with a frown.
Kate frowns and whines, “I remember you saying something about that. I understand why you think such things, Y/N. I know finding your mate won’t solve all your life’s problems-”
“I’m fine, Kate. I’m doing great without them now, aren’t I?” you interjected, “My art is selling well, and I’m living comfortably; I also have some friends to boot. Kate, I’m fucking scared of finding my mate - scared they’ll hurt me like the Omegas you see on the news. Tired of always being so afraid to exit my apartment.” 
Kate nods in understanding while placing a reassuring hand on your knee, “I know how you feel; I was just like you, sort of.” the archer pauses for a moment to consider an idea, “Hmm, well…maybe the best way to conquer this fear is to…hang out - one on one - with Yelena.”
“Really?” you shifted in your seat; Kate’s suggestion made you nervous; if it weren’t more prominent, you were now looking away from her piercing blue eyes and outside the windows. 
The scraggly brunette grabs your chin and turns your head back to face her, “Yes.” she spoke with firm confirmation, her eyebrows were raised and her lips pursed as she nodded, “Yelena is a great example of a good Alpha, sure she has some flaws and lapses of judgment but some time alone with her might do you some good, maybe?”
Perhaps so. It could definitely be beneficial for you in the long run; being around a trusted Alpha can improve mental health to a degree, build up some confidence in the unmated, or, should an Omega drop, be a source of comfort and a safe space. You haven’t dropped for a while, maybe three months ago, and you were alone in your bedroom. What could go wrong with some time with your friend?
You aren’t sure what this would theoretically do for you - possibly understanding the mind or personality of the Alpha? One part of you really wants to believe that Alphas are gentle, caring protectors, but the other says they will hurt you and use your body as their personal plaything, only to be left in the streets when they have their way with you. 
Mulling it over in silence for a moment, fidgeting with your hair, twirling a strand anxiously, and paying no mind to your coffee or Kate’s expectant glare. Your bite your bottom lip and then take a deep breath before hesitantly answering, “Ye-yeah, I suppose I could try…. What if-”
“Ah, ah!” Kate stopped you from going on an overthinking tirade by reflexively placing the tip of her right thumb between both your lips, catching you completely off-guard, “No what ifs or buts, Y/N. You will find your Alpha mate, and I promise: they won’t leave you or hurt you.” she removes her thumb from your mouth and smiles warmly.
You offer a sheepish smile in return, “Mhm.”
“Sooo, how does noon sound?”
You and Kate discuss what you and Yelena might be doing for the hour or so you’re there. It’s decided you and Yelena will have a quiet day on the couch, watching movies and ordering a large pizza to enjoy.
“Do you really think this would work?” you asked, sipping on your coffee before speaking again, “Cause I really don’t want to waste Yelena’s time by-”
“It won’t fix your problems. However, it could help you…not run away from your potential partner at first sight of them.” Kate interrupts, “Another thing.”
“Hmm?’
“You won’t be there long - Lena’s sister and her other Alpha friend, I think, are in town and are about to visit,” Kate warns light-heartedly only because Lena’s sister has said she is unmated to any Omega yet and so is her friend.
“Oh. Isn’t her sister one of the Avengers? I’d love to meet an Avenger!” You flashed a bright smile Kate’s way and shook with excitement.
Kate winces and inhales through her mouth, “Not a good idea right now.”
“Why? Is the Black Widow not in the mood for other visitors?” you joked, unprepared for what Kate had to say next.
“No, it’s much more than that…Natasha is unmated, and so is her friend, Wanda.”
“Ah,” you put your coffee cup on a coaster before resuming, “That is a valid reason not to stay.”
“Yeah,” Kate took a quick sip of water, “You only need Yelena, not Natasha, not Wanda, just you and Yelena.”
You nodded in agreement, “Welp, should we, uh, call her first?”
“Mhm!” She purses her lips, “Lena, don’t be mad at me for springing this on you.”
Kate drowsily fishes around in her pockets for her cell phone. From the sound of it, she has wads of paper, change, for some reason, and plastic wrapping. Why was she carrying these things in her pocket, to begin with? Your fellow Omega seems slightly distressed at the absence of her phone, “Lemme guess, you forgot it at home…again?”
She gives you a blank stare, her lips still pursed with annoyance at herself for being so forgetful, “May I, please?” She frowns with puppy eyes sparkling underneath the lights.
“Fine,” you drawled, “You really need to have it on you; Yelena’ll be pissed this time.”
“Protective,” Kate corrects, “She’s very protective of her Omega” She blushes while searching for Yelena’s name in your contacts, “Ooh, I bet she’s gonna be cranky and growl into the phone; that’d be so hot!”
You just blink and stare absently.
“You’ll understand someday, Y/N/N…hey, Lena!”
“Where are you?” Her tone radiated irritation; she probably woke up without Kate in bed next to her, “Kate Romanoff," There’s the growl Kate had been anticipating.
Kate nearly squealed like a kid on Christmas; she could barely contain her excitement at Yelena’s possessiveness over her mate, “At the coffee shop with Y/N, she and I were wondering….”
“Kate.” The blonde groaned.
“Hear me out, okay?”
“Fine,” Lena dragged out.
“I figured she might benefit from hanging out with you alone, you know, to glean a better understanding of Alphas ‘cause she’s kinda afraid of being with one?”
“Wait, she actually agreed to that? That's surprising. "
“She trusts you, Lena, and only you…currently, please. I think this could really help her.”
“Okay, you got me because I owe her a favor. Make it quick; Natasha and Wanda are on their way and will be here in two hours or less.”
“Thank you, thank you! I promise tonight, I’ll let you-” Kate turns away from you and whispers into your phone, “Knot me tonight.” and then immediately hangs up, leaving Yelena a flustered, babbling mess. Kate turns to you and hands your phone back, “Alright, it’s signed and sealed; let’s get going.”
You and Kate throw away your garbage and leave the secluded room, heading back to the apartments for your visit with Yelena. Anxiety wells up within you with each step you take, ‘It’s just Yelena; she’s a trusted friend, remember?’ you say to yourself to ease your nerves. It doesn’t help in the slightest. Kate listens to your shallow, shaky breathing and clenches your hand, “It’s gonna be okay, I promise - it’s Yelena; she will not hurt you, Y/N/N.”
“I know, there’s still the possibility that Natasha might show up earlier than expected and-”
“Y/N, I promise you will be gone before they arrive. If anything, should they arrive sooner than later, you can always make an exit, no feelings hurt.” Kate opens the door for you, and you both return home.
“Kate Romanoff,” the blonde answers the door upon the first knock, “Y/N, come on in! I have some snacks for us…and my sister and her wife, when they get here in like an hour and a half, make yourself comfy. And Kate…what will you be doing?”
Kate immediately makes a beeline for the bedroom. You recall she hasn’t slept because Yelena kept her up all night with strenuous physical activity, and her exhaustion showed in her posture and face, “I knew it.” You laughed.
“Oof, alright, take a seat with me, Y/N,” Yelena shrugs off Kate’s exit, clearly more interested in talking with you.
“Sooo, how do we go about this?” you wondered, twirling your hair nervously.
“Hmm, well, I know why you think what you think. Your mom was a big factor, especially since all her paranoia passed to you. What about us Alphas scares you, though? Never talked about it much.” Yelena eats cheese and crackers while you explain everything you told her Omega.
“I always hear things on the news about how Alphas mistreat or abuse my kind, and I’ve read many articles telling me how awful Alphas really are and why they shouldn’t be trusted.”
“It made your fear worse,” Yelena observed, “Most of those articles are written because they loathe them. You do not hate Alphas, right?”
You sighed heavily, crossing your arms and looking down at the snack table, taking a few grapes and noshing on them before continuing, “Right. I’m just…scared of them.”
“What about Alphas scare you? Is it…,” Yelena pauses, “How our personalities can be when our hormones act up or is it like a general thing?”
“Everything. I’m afraid of them hurting and rejecting me; what if they reject me and beat me to death? That happened a few weeks ago with an omega man; what if that happens to me?”
“Y/N, the ‘what ifs’ are breaking your mind. There are always bad apples in every group, even Omegas, betas, and of course, Alphas; that’s how people are sometimes.” Yelena explains calmly, telling you there isn’t much to fear except the bad apples.
“How would I ever know which one would hurt me? People can easily hide that dark part of themselves, and they lure me to their home and kill me or something.” You sulked, frowning as you ate another grape with some cheese.
“Well…that’s where I would go with you,” Yelena sipped some water from her hydro flask and set it down, “I’m not gonna let anybody touch you with their gross ass hands - that right is reserved for your mate alone.”
“Thank you, Lena.” you breathed out slowly, debating whether or not to tell the truth. You can trust Yelena - that’s for sure. “I say a lot that I don’t want my mate because I’d rather be independent and work on my art, unbothered by the world and away from the Alphas.” You pause to take a swig of water poured into a glass. “The truth is, I want to find them and have somebody love me.” You confessed what had been truly lying underneath the surface. All the deflecting and misdirection were useless, and it had no benefit in the end. You didn’t want to tell her, yet you had to - to escape your mom’s shadow. “I’m afraid of my mom being right about my future, about how my mate would reject me on the spot and fuck another Omega afterward. About the pain they’d inflict.”
Yelena nods in understanding, a half-smile forms on her lips, “That took a lot to admit, and I thank you for your honesty, Y/N.”
“I felt comfortable enough with you to share; besides, it needed to be shared,” you replied with a yawn, “Struggling with my mom’s darkness cannot be done alone; I need people in my life who can help me overcome this.”
“We’ll be with you, even when you move away with your mate.” Yelena slightly frowns at the thought of you leaving; she’s grown to like you throughout your time here, and so had Kate, even more so. It’s hard to imagine not being close to them anymore: just three floors down and five doors on your right.
“I don’t know what to do if I found my mate now.” You ate some more snack foods as Yelena began to speak.
“It’s up to you. A lot of Omegas tend to rush into their mate’s arms, but some are casual about it, and others take their time to fully accept their mate.” It’s good to know there’s no rush or fuss about it going too fast. What a foreign concept for you: taking time to adjust yourself to your mate instead of going head-over-heels for them, blindly rushing into something you don't know.
“I’d rather take my time and go with the flow, you know?”
Ring ring!
Yelena’s phone starts ringing. “The blonde picks up her cellular device, and her eyes widen when seeing who’s calling. You see it too, ‘Wanda….”
“Wanda…you almost here? Yeah? Okay, the door’s unlocked. Where’s Natasha? On a mission? Fuck. Okay, whatever….” Yelena grumbles at the end and hangs up, “Sooo, would you like to meet Wanda? She’s my sister’s mate - they’re Alphas, just to clarify. If you don’t, that’s totally fine.”
You’ve always wanted to meet one of the Avengers; you weren’t gonna walk out on an opportunity like this, “I’ve always wanted to meet one of the Avengers! Wanda is super cool!”
“Okay…she said she was in the elevator, so she should be here in a second. Forewarning, she is an unmated Alpha, so she might be…on you.”
You turn to her, trying to understand what she means. Yelena said Wanda was mated to Natasha, right? It’s not a terribly rare occurrence for two Alphas to be coupled together, but by the sounds of it, they haven’t eloped yet? What a strange thing to do, but hey, no judgment here. Maybe they’re waiting for their honeymoon? No, it’s implied they have been together for quite some time.
“I thought you said-” A turning of a door handle interrupts you from asking. The door swings open to reveal a redheaded woman huddled in an oversized fluffy hoodie with a Yeti cup of iced coffee.
“Ah, Wanda, have a seat. I made us some snacks.” Yelena offered.
“Oooh, I love snacks!” Wanda chirps as she excitedly waddles to the loveseat adjacent to the couch and promptly grabs a paper plate with a few pieces of cheese and crackers to go with each slice.
Once Wanda eats a few, cleans herself off, and notices you out of the corner of her eyes, she then looks up at you, inquisitively narrowing her eyes and pursing her lips, “I didn’t see you there.” She puts the paper plate she was eating off of on the coffee table, “Who’re you? I’m sorry if that sounded rude.”
There’s a sickly floral scent hanging in the air; it wasn’t there before - Yelena’s apartment smells like a cold garage most times, and you know Yelena dislikes air fresheners because it makes Kate’s scent smell off, her words. Why now are there…roses permeating the air? Unless Wanda has a snazzy and expensive perfume? No, it’s too strong - it’s practically radiating off her like sunlight. 
“Um, no, it’s okay, I’m Y/N. I’m her neighbor from three floors up.”
Wanda sits in silence to take in the heavenly scent you were giving, “Charmed to meet you!” Wanda bites her bottom lip and licks her upper, “What brings you here? Just hanging out and chatting or…?”
“Yeah, she’s helping me through some stuff,” you answered truthfully.
You and Wanda lock eyes for a moment, allowing you to admire her gorgeous green eyes illuminated by the sunlight peaking through the curtains. Her strawberry-blonde hair dazzles in the sunshine, giving her the radiance of an angel. To top it all off, she smells of roses and vanilla.
Your heart is racing, though you don’t know why. “You look beautiful when the sun shines on you,” you compliment her ethereal beauty at last.
“Thank you, hot stuff.” Wanda winks, and a gentle smile graces her pink and plump lips.
You sit there with an agape mouth, “I’m hot?”
Wanda’s eyes are noticeably dilated when she looks at you, “Definitely the prettiest girl I’ve seen all day…you out beat my Alpha by a longshot.”
What is her game here? You were simply complimenting how she glowed underneath the sun. Is she planning to cheat on her Alpha with a lowly Omega? Why do such a thing? Her mate is Natasha, Yelena’s sister and fellow member of the Avengers - why go so low for the apple closest to the bottom? Throwing it all away for some hermit Omega, but why?
You decide to get a clearer answer, somehow, “What? I thought you were mated to your other Alpha, Natasha? Why’re you-”
“Y/N, it’s okay, it’s okay!” Yelena places a comforting hand on your shoulder.
“What? She’s flirting with me while she’s mated to her other half; that’s not right. That’s cheating!” you explained, not wanting to be a part of an affair.
There it is again, the smell of roses with a hint of vanilla hitting your sinuses though this time, it is noticeably stronger than before. Your body feels warmer because of it, and tingly too. The reassuring warmth washes away some of your worries as if it were magic. Wanda gets up from her seat and sits next to you; the lovely aroma becomes intoxicating. Yelena is watching on with curiosity, intently observing what Wanda plans on doing with you.
“Detka,” Wanda says breathily. Her hot breath hits the shell of your ear, causing your hair to stand up on end, “I’d never cheat on my Alpha, not with anyone, ever. However,” Wanda snakes an arm around your waist, “Have you noticed my scent? How calming it is?” She seductively whispers. Yelena has left, figuring Wanda has it from here but is nearby should things go south.
“I feel warm; it’s nice.” Wanda cranes her head and rubs against your scent gland, then pulls away, hoping you would get the hint. You begin understanding what everything means: the flirting, the use of her scent and pheromones, and the rubbing of your scent gland with her face; it could only mean one thing, “W-wait, are you, my mate?!” Fear starts overriding your brain with whispers of your mom’s heinous words.
“Yes, I am! Natasha is your mate too; that’s why I was flirting with you, silly!” Wanda’s hand slithers over yours and clasps it. Electricity shoots through you when her skin touches yours, “All ours, our precious Omega,” Wanda growled lowly and hotly into your ear.
Startled, you hop off the couch, “Oh no, no, no! I can’t, I- I can’t!” you cried, trembling as you stood. Your mom’s words echoed in your mind, “Your mate is gonna hurt you. Worthless, good for nothing. They won’t love you; they’ll pretend to and leave you in the dust and to rot.”
Wanda slowly stands up to not scare you. She hears echoes of your mind’s anguish and sadness, only small fragments of sentences such as ‘You deserve to die alone and afraid,’ With fearful tears forming in your eyes, your knees threaten to buckle underneath you. You continue repeating, ‘I can’t,’ until Wanda speaks, “Shhhh, detka. I’m not going to hurt you…. May I hold you, detka?”
“No, no, please get away from me. I- I can’t be here!” you begged, and your breathing became panicked and heavy. All that’s on your mind is your mother yelling at you, screaming obscenities until her voice gives out.
“Okay, okay. I hear you…tell me, what’s wrong ‘mega?” Wanda spoke softly, backing away two feet to not tip you over the edge.
“MY MIND IS KILLING ME!” you sobbed; everything had become blurry, and your body flushed with heat. You began wobbling, nearly falling backward. Wanda is quick to wrap her arms around you.
“Oh, my Omega…I’m right here,” Wanda cooed as she placed you and herself on the couch, preparing for when you inevitably drop. 
There’s nothing but grievances swirling in the vortex of your frightened mind as you succumb to your body’s emergency shutdown. You were feeling good moments ago, then the panic of finding your mate so soon sent your mind into a maddening spiral that brought out your mother’s harshest words. This was going to be quite the complicated path you would travel: learning to accept your past and learning to love again.
“Natasha…hey, just wanted to leave a message.” Wanda’s voice was nearly a murmur and somber in tone. “I found our Omega - she’s not well; she had a fear-induced drop. I don’t know what to do; please get back to me when you can. I love you.”
It’s been thirty minutes since you dropped, and Wanda has not let you go, only to grab her phone and call Natasha. You were lying unconscious next to Wanda, your head resting in the crook of Wanda’s neck, and your body was laid on its side, half on top of Wanda. Essentially, you were cuddling her.
Wanda stares longingly at your sleeping form, “Our girl…our mate. You’re so beautiful,” she says softly, recalling some of your haunting thoughts, “You’re safe with me, detka. No one will hurt you when I’m around.” The witch presses a kiss to your forehead, which you subconsciously react to by squirming in her gentle, loving hold.
You groaned in pain.
“It’s okay; I’m right here.” Wanda combs through your hair with her fingers; this appears to calm you down.
Yelena comes into view and is met with an immediate growl from Wanda; it was purely instinctual - no malice came from it, “Woah,” she took note of the growl’s volume, “I made her some chicken noodle soup…they were leftovers from last night, and maybe it might help her. I’m going to come closer, don’t bite, and place it in front of you.”
Wanda’s protective hold of you becomes tighter, and her pupils become pinpricks while the blonde dares to approach. She sets the hot soup bowl on the table, puts her hands in the air, and backs off slowly.
“Thank you,” Wanda spoke kindly, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to growl at you.”
Yelena chuckles, “It’s all good. I get it. I was the same with Kate” Yelena sits down on the loveseat and relaxes, “I know you called Natasha; I assumed she didn’t pick up?”
Wanda nods slowly and then presses another kiss on your forehead, “I knew she wouldn’t…so I left her a voice message. I know she’ll see it soon.”
“Since you might be here for a while, would you like a pillow or a blanket with which we could cover Y/N? She needs all the warmth she can get.” Yelena inquires as she searches a wicker basket full of unused blankets.
“Yes, absolutely,” Wanda smiles, “A pillow would be nice too. The armrest is getting uncomfortable.”
Yelena grabs a purple fleece blanket, unravels it to its full length, then fluffs it over you, allowing it to fall gracefully over you, “Okay, that should do. Here’s your pillow, Wanda; let me know if you need anything. I’ll be in the bedroom with Kate.”
The former assassin leaves the room, leaving you and Wanda entirely alone - a good thing, too, as you wriggled in Wanda’s hold, showing signs of awakening. A fear-induced drop lasts only a little bit, ranging from 15 to 45 minutes, depending on how bad the situation is. A fear-induced one can also either wear down or damage the body. Thanks to Wanda, it had been 30 minutes since you dropped, and recovery was quick. Her warmth and pheromones helped with the healing process.
“Baby girl….” Wanda whines, “Please wake up…my poor girl.”
Wanda’s phone begins vibrating loudly on the wooden coffee table, and she immediately answers it without seeing the caller ID, “Wanda, I got your voicemail…is she okay now? Does she need any medical assistance? Where are you?” There was an ember of panic in her voice, a rarity for the Black Widow to experience panic.
“She’s doing alright. I have her beside me at Yelena’s house - she’s still unconscious…honey, her mind is damaged, so very damaged. She was so scared when I told her she was our mate; so many terrible things were in her head.”
Natasha silently says, “Okay…what’s her name? I need to know…please.” Natasha enters a secluded room in the compound and leans up against the wall, awaiting an answer. She would probably need your name for medical reasons should you need a visit to the medical wing.
Wanda continues combing and twirling your hair, smiling fondly, “Y/N, her name is Y/N. It fits her so well.”
“I love her name already,” Natasha fawns over your name, “Y/N, Y/N, I have not seen her yet…but I adore her name.”
“Aww,” Wanda coos, happy to hear her other Alpha gushing over you so soon, “She’s gorgeous; I can’t wait for you to meet her - she seems so sweet when she isn’t scared.”
“You’re so lucky…you got to hold and protect her when she dropped. So jealous.” Natasha exits the room and heads for the main room, “Still, we need to bring her in for an evaluation. That drop could not have been good; those are dangerous - who knows how many fear-induced drops she has had?” 
Tony Stark walks past as Natasha finishes her sentence, only hearing, ‘Who knows how many fear-induced drops she has had?’ He pauses in place, his lips quirking disbelievingly, “What? Wait, hold on a second, Nat!” Stark caught up to the striding Natasha, struggling to keep up with her, “I heard something about a fear-induced drop, everyone good?”
Natasha refuses to stop moving, “Maybe. Nothing too serious, I hope.” The assassin had the phone moved away from her mouth.
“Do keep me posted?” Tony asks before meeting up with Steve and Bucky for a briefing on the Hydra base they raided not too long ago. Nat only nodded.
“Sorry, love. Tony wanted a quick word.”
“Yelena doesn’t know, not many, I presume,” Wanda shrugs, then reassures the Widow, “When she’s fully awake, I’ll see if I can gain her trust enough for me to take our Omega to the medical wing; she’s not terribly keen on trusting Alphas.”
Natasha’s heart flutters with sadness. Of course, someone hurt her Omega, “Who hurt her?” She growls uncharacteristically loud, not enough to alarm anybody in her proximity, “I’ll hunt them down and tear them apart and make them beg for mercy.”
“I don’t know, Nat…can’t ask her that yet; I don’t think killing the person who hurt her would win her over,” Wanda admits. You begin to stir, your arms and legs stretching outward as your eyes start opening, “She’s waking up, Natty; I gotta go.” Wanda hangs up without another word.
“Mmm, oww.” you tiredly groaned into Wanda’s ear.
Wanda eases her pheromone usage to not overwhelm you, “Hey, you, you’re finally awake.”
You are incredibly weakened, unable to move an inch without help. In fact, your mind is surprisingly intact after the nightmare attack…somewhat, “Hungry…hungry.” 
“Yelena brought you some chicken noodle soup; it’s hot and ready for you!” Wanda beams.
“Could you help me up? I feel drained,” you whined for your Alpha to help you in your exhausted state, “Please?” Your bottom lip curled into a frown.
“Of course, ‘mega,” The witch, unfortunately, has to use her magic to push you up as her upper body strength is not much, “I hope you don’t mind.”
As Wanda gets up, she has you lean on her for support in case your body can do so. The Alpha levitates the bowl into her hands and holds it in front of you, “Do you want me to feed you, or do you want me to hold the bowl while you eat?”
You initially grimace at the thought of someone feeding you like you are helpless, but you know what you can and cannot do, and eating on your own is one you cannot do by yourself. You did not want to rely on someone ever to help you; alas, you had to - your arms were trembling.
“Y-yeah, er, yes, please.” you begrudgingly agreed.
Wanda holds the silver spoon and scoops up a good sum of broth, noodles, and chicken, holding it in front of your lips. You open your mouth and eat: it tastes pretty damn good, you’d say. Yelena has loved cooking ever since she and Kate moved in with each other. You take another spoonful from Wanda and savor the taste; this is probably the healthiest thing you have eaten in a month, but that’ll change soon.
“You’re doing so good, Y/N.” Wanda had to physically restrain herself from calling you ‘my Omega.’ She wanted to ensure you trusted her first before contacting you, so for now, ‘detka’ will suffice.
“Thank you…for your help, Wanda,” you acquiesced.
“Always, detka,” Wanda fed you another spoonful, “Would you like me to take you back to your apartment after you finish eating?” How generous of her! For an Alpha, she’s awfully kind to escort you home safely.
“Yes,” you meekly replied, “And,” you hesitated, “Could you…lay down with me…when we go to my apartment?” You thought you sounded pathetic when pleading for your mate to hold you while you lay in bed, but you, for some reason, knew you needed Wanda with you, despite your need for independence. Just this once. Speaking of, where were the harsh words of your parental unit? Not a single one has popped up ever since you dropped. Could it be that they appear when you’re all alone or challenged by something new?
Wanda tries to hold back an excited grin, yet she can’t help but squeal with delight, “Awww, of course, I will! You’re my-” Wanda stops herself.
“Go on, you can call me your mate…you saved me believe it or not.”
“Wait- really?” Wanda was shocked: after everything that happened almost 45 minutes ago, she saved you? How?
“Yeah…if it weren’t for you, I would not have come out of that…thank you.” You half-smiled and brought her in for a side hug.
Wanda sets the nearly empty bowl back on the table and wraps both arms around you for a tight hug, “I’d do anything to make my Omega feel safe and loved.”
Warmth rushed to your cheeks. This felt nice, you thought, to have affection thrown your way. You were not used to it, but you welcomed it anyway.
One thing has been on your mind: who was Wanda talking to when you were unconscious? You could not determine what she was saying, but you felt her voice in her chest when you rested. It could have been Yelena, for all you know. However, there indeed was somebody else Wanda was talking to, but who?
“Were you talking with someone while I was unconscious? I felt you speaking, and I was just curious….” you bashfully darted your eyes to the kitchen, where you could see a fully-outfitted Kate and Yelena preparing to leave for some sort of superhero outing. They slipped quietly out of the window.
“Natasha,” Wanda stated, “Your other Alpha…I left her a voice message shortly after you dropped, informing her of what happened, and she called a little later.”
“Oh,” was all you could say. That explains everything. No wonder she was openly flirting with you; she is mated to both you and Natasha, “I’m sorry about everything I accused you of earlier; that was shitty of me - I was scared and-”
“It’s okay, ‘mega,” Wanda hugged you tighter, “You didn’t know. I thought you would’ve caught onto my calming scent sooner, and I wasn’t too helpful or aware of what was happening. I got caught up in the moment of finding my Omega mate. I’m sorry too.”
You smiled fully for the first time today; your Alpha owned up to her mistakes and meant it. She had a kind disposition when apologizing and meant every word. You initially thought all Alphas were just sex-crazed monsters who would beat you to death if you rejected their disgusting advances, but now Wanda is changing your perspective little by little. You are warming up to the idea of being mated to two Alphas but are not actually ready to go all in just yet. It would take some time for you to fully recover mentally from your abusive mother’s cruel words and to be free of those chains that bound you. Today is a great start.
“I suppose we should get you back upstairs, my mate.” Wanda nuzzles your scent gland, covering you in her rosy-vanilla scent.
“Mmm, yeah,” you said, pulling away, “Gonna drink some water first - need to cool me down.”
“Was me scenting you too much?” Wanda asked, worried she moved too fast.
“Eh. If I remember right, scenting prevents other Alphas from getting touchy; in a way, you’re protecting me.” You admitted as you drank some water from Yelena’s hydro flask.
“Oh, good. Just wanna make sure I didn’t overstep your boundaries.” Wanda wiped her forehead of sweat; the room's temperature had risen to battle the coolness that seeped in from the window Yelena left cracked open.
“I’ll let you know if you or Natasha overstep,” you let out a yawn, you dropping must have worn your body out., “But I need to go home soon; dropping like that certainly didn’t replenish my energy.”
Wanda nods in agreement with a small smile, “Tomorrow, we might need you checked out at the hospital…in case your body was strained or hurt when you fear-dropped. I’m sure you’re fine, but we can’t be too careful.” Her concern was not unwarranted, fear-drops can be hurtful to the body in many ways. 
“Understood…oh, are we going to the Avenger’s hospital or?” you perked up with a hopeful smile.
“Absolutely, you can finally meet your other mate - she’s dying to meet her precious Omega; believe me: she was gushing about me telling her your name.”
This made you blush madly, flustered to know that your other Alpha was eager to meet you. However, you are weary of going somewhere completely new and all the kinds of people you would be meeting. You bet there will be many Alphas in the Avengers, which you need more preparation for, though you will have Wanda and Natasha to protect you should someone cross the line.
“I’m excited!” you exclaimed, “Off to bed we go!”
“Alright, malyshka,” Wanda rubs her eyes, grabs the purple fleece blanket Yelena gave you, and throws it over her shoulder. As the redhead stands up, she helps you to your feet, and you drape your left arm over her shoulders for support, “Do you need anything before you rest up for the afternoon?”
“Afternoon?” you inquired.
“Yeah, it’s only 2:15; why do you ask?”
“I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep and fuck up my sleep schedule completely…maybe we could watch a movie or two? Might have to do a commission in the morning,” you explained simply.
“Welllll, bed plus your mate right next to you equals you and I falling asleep. Got any other idea to keep yourself awake?”
“Not really,” you sighed in defeat, “Finnneee, I guess I’ll go to bed.”
You and Wanda are already out of the door and inside the elevator, “Floor?”
“Seven,” you yawned.
“So, what is this commission you speak of? I’m a bit confused.”
“Oh…I- I’m a freelance artist. People ask me to draw stuff, and they pay me a decent amount of money, and I draw it for them once they have paid me.”
Ring ring!
Three hours after you return to your apartment with Wanda, watching FRIENDS and nearly falling asleep twice, you are both awoke by Wanda’s phone. Who could possibly be calling so early in the twilight? Yelena and Kate are out on a stakeout, so they would not be dillydallying on their phones unless it was an emergency. 
“Natasha?” Wanda furrows her brows, “Hey, honeybuns!”
That is fucking adorable.
“Hey, babe…how’s our mate?” Natasha is lying on her bed in her pj’s, bored out of her mind, when she decides to call Wanda for a status update on you.
“I don’t know…why don’t you ask her?” The Alpha whispers, “It’s for you.”
Wanda hands you her red-cased phone, and you place it against your ear. “Hello?” your voice was timid and quiet.
Natasha grins, “Mate.” Just by your voice, she knows for certain that you are her mate, “You doing okay, lovely? Wanda treating you like a princess?” Her voice was velvety and low.
“I’m doing even better! Wanda has been treating me so well!” you praised the redhead next to you, to which she blushed.
“Good,” Natasha plays with her hair, “I may not know what you look like yet, but I know you’re absolutely beautiful. I’d do anything to hold you right now…fuck, I’m so jealous of Wanda right now; it’s not funny.”
You yawned loudly into the speaker, “Oh no, I’m getting sleepy again…I wanna know more about you, Natasha.”
“Oh, baby girl, you should get some rest - you had a rough day; I won’t keep you too long, I-”
“Wait!” you interjected, “I wanna send a pic real quick before I sleep.” You quickly go to the camera app and turn the camera on yourself, take a poorly-lit selfie, and send it to Natasha, “There, now you know what I look like…I’m a little nervous about meeting you…and everyone else, but I know you and Wanda will guard me, and I can feel safe when I visit.” you yawned once more, “Looks like I must rest now…I will see you tomorrow!”
“Goodnight, Omega. Sleep well!” Natasha blows a kiss.
“Goodnight!” you bid your farewell. Your eyelids became heavy with sleep, and you let out another yawn.
Tomorrow is the day. The day you meet your other Alpha. Tomorrow is another day, a good day, where you and your two mates come together. Still, your mother’s words, albeit faintly, echo in the recesses of your mind, now quieter than they have ever been in the past few months.
Tomorrow is today. The morning sun greets you at 11:07 when you finally awake from a deep, uninterrupted slumber that lasted over twelve hours. It was the best sleep you have ever gotten; not even that one time you were up for thirty-six hours and crashed felt as good as this. You felt rejuvenated, all because in the middle of the night, you subconsciously sought your Alpha’s comfort when you had a nightmare. Wanda tightly held you the whole night, ensuring you remained asleep and comfortable. Imagine sleeping with two….
Wanda has been awake for about three hours, waiting for you to rise from your slumber while stroking your hair on and off. You were awake but not wanting to move a muscle - Wanda was ultra comfy, and you liked it when she played with your hair. The Alpha was beyond happy with you in her arms. It made her feel she had a new mission in life: to love and protect her Omega. 
Wanda’s heart swells with love and loyalty. She does something she did not anticipate herself - her throat begins lowly rumbling, purring into your ear as you lay there half-awake, “Detka…it’s time to get up,” she nudges you, “My Omega…as much as I would love to stay in bed with you all day, we need to go to the compound.”
“But why??” you groaned, “It’s safer here….”
“Natasha is waiting for you there - she’s been preparing your room for you all evening and this morning, just for you, baby.” Wanda brushes a few strands of hair out of your vision, “You’re probably gonna be at the compound for a few days for some tests…that drop was intense, detka.”
“But-”
“Malyshka, they won’t be extensive tests, I promise…. Besides, you and Natasha still have yet to meet. She’s dying to meet her precious Omega. ” Wanda hands you her red-cased phone, already opened to her text messages. At the top, the name reads, ‘Alpha<3’. The letters start from 8:03 up until 8:49 am, “Read them…Natasha can’t stop talking about you; it’s adorable.”
You hesitantly look at the messages.
“How’s she doing?”
“She’s asleep in my arms. She is so peaceful when she has someone to hold onto.”
“:( I’m so jealous of you…wish I could hold her right now…it’s so cold without you here; blankets aren’t doing anything.”
“Awwww, don’t worry, Natty…we’ll be heading over there when she wakes up a little bit; probs needs a coffee run to get her running.”
“Hopefully soon…I need to see my pretty girl up close and personal. That pic is only so much. I want to hear her voice, feel her warmth on my body, and fall asleep with her in the middle of us.”
“I bet she’s so warm and snuggly.”
“She is. She’s like a big ol teddy bear!”
“I love her so much already. When we return, Pietro and I will be out on observation duty, sooooo you’ll have her all to yourself! :D”
“>:) All mine…for the whole day? I CAN’T WAIT!!!”
“You’re gonna love her!”
“I already do!!!”
“Awww. I know she’ll love us both so much! Can’t wait for you to meet her!”
“Well, I oughta get back to getting her room ready…gonna give her some of my shirts and hoodies to wear when she gets here - don’t want anybody going after her.”
“Throw in some of mine, too, please?”
“Of course, my Alpha.”
The conversation ends there.
Your heart begins swelling with adoration at your other Alpha’s pining and gushing over you, even if you have not met yet. That will soon change. From what you have seen, Natasha is doting and more protective than Wanda, maybe? You could not glean much of her personality from the texts; however, you will meet her soon.
“Okay…I’ll go; when will the tests be?” you scented Wanda, rubbing your face against her glands.
Wanda is pleasantly surprised. She thought you would not scent her for at least a while, “Tomorrow,” she mumbles dreamily, quickly dismissing your question to focus on something arguably more important, “You scented me!” she giggles. Her giggle makes your stomach flutter with butterflies.
“Yeah,” your voice was small, “You did so much for me yesterday. I have never felt loved in any capacity before…, and you showed me how great it is to be loved by someone.”
Wanda’s heart broke. ‘Never felt loved in any capacity before,’ that heartbreak showed through her deep, sorrowful frown. A whimper escapes her, “My poor baby.” It told her everything without you explicitly saying who or what hurt you deeply.
“It’s okay; I’m safe now.” you reassured your Alpha, “Right then, should we get ready?”
You and Wanda grabbed coffee at the same shop you and Kate went to Yesterday morning and then went to a private place to be picked up in a jet.
Soon enough, you arrived at the compound - just a few miles outside NYC. It wasn’t terribly busy; no Avengers could be seen walking out and about the compound. In fact, the place appears deserted, save for a few vehicles parked outside the main building, including a motorcycle.
“Finally, we’re here!” Wanda cheered, hugging you as you finished off your coffee.
Instead, you don’t say a word and firmly grasp Wanda’s hand, silently telling her you’re nervous about entering unknown territory. Wanda gently squeezes your hand, reassuring you you are safe with her.
Wanda sends a quick text. 
“Hey, we’re here! :3”
“Yay! I’m still up in her room, be right down!”
“She’s still upstairs; she’ll meet us at the front!” Wanda leads the way with you falling behind.
Of course, your mind is swirling with negative thoughts at such an important event. Nothing new, just the same old, “You aren’t worthy enough for love.” It’s becoming easier to ignore since Wanda came along and offered constant reassurance that none of those things would ever happen. You wish you could be rid of your self-deprecating thoughts and your mother’s words, but they linger, slowly rising back to the surface.
You stare blankly as you and Wanda move closer to the compound’s front door, only to be greeted by a sweaty, hunky Alpha: Natasha.
Natasha is stunning, to say the least. Her white tank top tightly clings to her torso, exposing her abs and muscular arms to the morning sun; the sweat glistens on her skin. Her blue jeans perfectly fit her, accentuating her luscious toned thighs and ass. Curvy and muscular, they fit into one sexy package.
Her expressionless face immediately turns into a joyful grin upon seeing you behind Wanda, “There’s my Omega.” she says under her breath.
You are stunned by her beauty; your jaw drops when you see how muscular she is, “Holy shit.” were the only words you could muster. Wanda laughs heartily while she lets go of your hand, gently pushing you toward the 6’2 goddess striding over.
Natasha quickly unties her messy bun and lets her blonde-tipped red hair fall past her shoulders. A wave of sandalwood and coconut wafted through the still air, and Nat’s scent became stronger the closer she got. It was strong but not as intense and sultry as Wanda’s, more like an easy-going but bold scent, arousing. 
Natasha approaches and looks you up and down, licking her lips hungrily, “ Mate .” her blue eyes appeared primal, the Alpha in her just stirring just below the surface, “ You’re mine, mine. No one can ever have you but us.” Natasha embraced you and growled those words into your ear.
Affection was nonexistent all your life, and to have so much all at once was a bit overwhelming. Too much, in fact. Your breathing becomes shallow and quick, “Need space.” With that, Natasha lets go.
“Honey? You okay?” Natasha's lips curl into a slight frown.
You begin collecting yourself, “Sorry…never been loved like this before.”
Natasha brushes a few locks of your hair behind your ears and smiles softly, “You don’t need to apologize, my Omega. I understand if you need space.”
You hum with approval, grabbing both of Nat’s hands and pressing a kiss to a knuckle on both, “Thank you, Al- Natasha.” you hesitated to call either of your mates by their titles. Sure, they call you Omega whenever, but for you to call them ‘Alpha’ requires you to completely trust them. Wanda may have cared for you while you fear-dropped and cuddled you when you slept, but your mind simply could not let you call them their titles so freely. For you, they had to truly earn it, your love.
“Of course, my Omega…ready to go to your room? I made it all cozy for you; you’ll love it!”
“You’re so sweet, Natasha! A room all for me?” you cooed as you nuzzled Natasha while she took your arm in hers.
“Wanda told me a few things…I wanted to ensure you did not feel pressured into sharing a bed with us until you were comfortable. The last thing I want to do is pressure you into something you’re not okay with.” Natasha walks with you and Wanda into the compound, “Wanda, love, when is your observation duty?”
“In a few minutes,” the witch says sadly, “I suppose I should go…it pains me to leave you, my Omega and Alpha, but I shall return as soon as possible - hopefully before nightfall. We could maybe cuddle up and watch a movie together?”
You peck Wanda’s lips, nodding happily, “I’d love that!”
The redhead’s eyes lit up with anticipation, “Yay! Alright, I will see you later, detka…you be good for Tasha, okay?” Wanda sighs as she leaves, mumbling, ‘I miss her already, fuck observation duty.’
As you watch her walk away with her head hanging low, you feel your stomach growling and nagging at you. Right, coffee is not a meal. Some actual food would do you some good right now; anything is better than iced coffee. It is noon, and everyone here has eaten; maybe there are leftovers? You pout at the rumbling of your stomach, whining at the lack of food in your system - you have not eaten since last night.
Natasha notices your odd posture and sad face and asks, “What’s wrong, baby girl? Miss her already, don’t you?” 
You hardly nod; your eyes stare blankly at the grey corporate chic floor, “Yeah…but,” you sigh. The coffee has upset your stomach significantly, “I haven’t eaten today…getting a little hangry.” 
Natasha grasps your hand and leads you out into the back area of the compound, “Wanda didn’t get you any food this morning? Wow, can’t believe she left you starving like this.” She feigned annoyance; she could never be mad at Wanda for such a thing. Natasha knew Wanda was eager to bring you home, and it was an oversight on her part, mainly focusing on keeping you awake, “You’re lucky that we just had a big cookout not long before you arrived, my darling…I made burgers; they might not be the best…Wanda usually does all the cooking, so I’m a little shabby. I hope my cooking satisfies you, darling girl.
“Can’t wait; I’m starving!” 
“What would you like on it? I have a large assortment of toppings.”
You tell your Alpha what you want on your burger, sit at one of the tables, and await your Alpha's return. Surprisingly, no one else is around to spoil this special moment; the compound feels vacant, almost like a graveyard. Perhaps everyone has gone back into the main office to discuss Avengers stuff?
Natasha sits down and sets the paper plate in front of you, “Soooo,” Natasha rests her head on both of her hands, staring intently at you, “How are you liking us so far?”
“I’m starting to warm up to the two of you…which is honestly so foreign to me - to enjoy the company of Alphas. My mom tried her damndest to burn into my mind that my mates would hurt me in any way possible,” you confessed only a small portion of your past only because you didn’t want to trauma dump.
“Your mom hurt you?” Natasha wraps an arm around your shoulders in comfort.
“Yeah, only with her words…she never hit me, oddly enough. I ran away from her, so I won’t be seeing her anytime soon.” You leaned into the crook of your Alpha’s neck, “I have you and Wanda now. I’m safe here, I hope.” I hope?
“You are, my princess. I promise you this place is heavily secured.”
“Good, good. It’s just I’m afraid my mom will find me here somehow and hurt me,” you nuzzle into Natasha’s scent gland for extra comfort.
Natasha rolls her eyes teasingly, “How could a frail woman like your mom ever hurt you in a place like this?”
“She has her ways, believe me…she’s a threat if she wants to be,” you warned.
Nat kisses your forehead and you resume eating your homemade cheeseburger, silently agreeing to stop talking about your mother and enjoy each other’s company.
“Y’know,” you took a sip of water from the glass, “If it weren’t for Kate and Yelena…we would have never met.” It’s true; if you weren’t in the crossfire of the tracksuit mafia attack near your apartment, you would not be here having a fulfilling experience with your Alphas.
“Oh, yeah?” Nat raises a brow.
“Well, more like we would’ve not met if Kate had stopped breaking into my apartment to check on me every day.” you laughed, remembering all the strange times of night, Kate would unlock your door and place a platter of brownie cookies on your countertop and you would catch her every time.
“That…sounds like Kate, alright. She’s always been the Omega to make lots of friends…in the most unusual ways.” Natasha dreamily stares into your y/e/c eyes, happily humming in admiration as if she were already in love with you, and then continues, “I’m happy that Wanda found you - we’ve been patiently waiting for our Omega to find us, but it appears we found you first, imagine that.”
“Me too. Wanda made me feel so…loved and protected; it’s all so new to me, what with my mother and all.” Your head drops as you mention the harpy you call your ‘mother,’ “I honestly don’t feel like I deserve an Alpha, let alone two or any love whatsoever.”
Nat grabs your chin and tilts your head back up to meet her dazzling eyes, “You are loved, my dearest. You might not think it, but you are so loved, so incredibly loved. We will help you with overcoming this darkness together.”
You are touched by Natasha’s words of reassurance, and tears begin to form once more. For once in your life, something has begun to fill in the cracks of your heart, slowly mending it back together; surely your heart won’t completely return to how it’s supposed to, but now it can be filled with something indescribable, something completely foreign to you: love, a small puddle of love. 
Shortly after lunch with Natasha and being medically examined, you were finally shown your temporary residence two doors down from Wanda and Natasha’s room. It is a cozy yet bleak bedroom: gray walls, a wooden laminate floor mixed with wooden bookcases, and a dresser. There isn’t much decoration, well…there’s hardly any except a poster of Tony Stark posing next to one of his suits on the wall opposite your bed, but that’s it. As you entered your room, you were immediately hit with the faint smell of roses and coconuts. Wanda and Natasha were in here, making sure their scent permeated your bedroom - you knew where it may be coming from too. The dresser. A dark red hoodie is on top; perhaps you should take it? Well, it’s your room; everything is yours, right? 
By that margin, you quickly swipe the crimson hoodie and equip it. This is absolutely Wanda’s; the rosy scent and the baggy, lazy aesthetic gives it away; wearing it is oddly soothing, like…being hugged? You weren’t sure.
“Aww, I knew you’d like it; Wanda wanted me to give it to you as a welcoming gift - it’s her favorite one!” Natasha grins gleefully, “Oh, I gave you some of our old clothes since you’re gonna be here a few days; I hope they fit you.”
“You two are such sweethearts!” you swooned, “I’ll definitely be needing these, thank you.”
The Alpha blushes at your appraisal, “Of course, my Omega, anything for you!”
For some strange reason, you don’t feel giddiness or any happiness bubble within you. Your mind feels…empty and also sad. It’s as if there’s some sort of blockage keeping you confined. Why? Mother is far, far away where she could never hurt you again, yet you can’t move past the gloominess of your past. An unresolved piece of your history prevents you from fully loving your Alphas.
Your face goes from an appreciative, happy one to a full frown, and you look down at the floor with pain that dulls the luster in your eyes, “Y/N?” Natasha furrows her brows in confusion at your change of attitude, “What’s wrong, baby? Something on your mind?” You hated to sour a happy moment, especially one of the very few you have had in your life.
With a defeated, tired sigh, you place yourself on the edge of the charcoal gray-coated bed and pat the space next to you, "I wish my mom loved me as much as you two do now…wish my dad was still around. I think my mom broke the bond between them and kicked her out just so my mom could isolate me from the world."
Natasha wraps an arm around you in assurance, “I’m happy that you’re here today, my Omega, and not trapped within her home anymore.”
“Me too. Still, I wonder what happened to my father after she was booted out, hmmph.” You thought of the possible whereabouts of your father after she was booted out. Your father is a female Alpha, and so she could have found another mate by now - it has been years, “I…I need some time to think about all this. Can I have some time alone, please? I need answers.”
Natasha nods in understanding, flashing a quick half-smile, patting your shoulder before standing up, “Of course, my Omega, but first, you need to know about FRIDAY.” 
The Alpha teaches you simple commands like locking the door and restricting access, amongst all other things. Natasha leaves the room, and you tell FRIDAY to lock the room behind her and allow no visitors.
Now that you’re all alone, you grab your phone and scour the web for your father’s name to see if she has a Facebook profile or something that indicates that she’s still around, “You gotta be here somewhere, father, there's no way you’re completely gone.”
Do you remember your father’s name? Let’s see…no, all you remember is that it starts with ‘A’ and the fact you share a last name with her.
Was it Anne, Augustine, Ava, Abigail, or Addison? Her name sounded like a great-grandma’s name. Perhaps she was named after a novelist? That was a random thought that kept popping up. You had not tried your last name yet; maybe that could work? Strangely enough, your mind has hyperfixated on finding your father on a first-name basis. Curse your brain, indeed.
“What the fuck was her name? It’s on the tip of my tongue…*sighs* I guess my last name will have to do, even if I don’t get the rush of serotonin from finding out her name.”
Now, you hesitantly type in your last name on Google. There’s a reason why you did not want to type it in…because your last name has a bit of history with the Avengers. Within ten seconds, you typed in ‘Harkness’ and pressed enter. Instantly, you’re greeted with something you had not expected - an obituary for a certain Josephine Christie Hemmingway…your mother.
Your eyes completely widen in shock, “What…no fuckin’ way….”
You click on the link to her obituary and read it aloud: ‘Josephine Christie Hemmingway passed away on February 15th at 6:28 pm, just before she ate breakfast. She was a waste of space, a terrible wife, and an even worse mother; even garbage had more use than her. Josephine died of acute respiratory failure and was found lying face-down on the floor with a bottle of whiskey spilled on the carpet…what a waste of whiskey. She is survived by her ex-wife and her daughter, who vanished one night, Y/N.’
Down below the obituary, there was a phone number with a message and a signed name next to it, ‘Y/N, if you find this - please call me…I miss you so, so much.’
“My dad has been looking for me this whole time?” you put your phone down on the bed and lie down, staring at the blank white ceiling in silence at the revelation. Your mom is dead. Gone. Was your fleeing from home what drove her to the edge, to drink herself asleep every night? Probably. You needed to consult somebody about this and what you should do. It’s unsatisfying, really - to have the person who has hurt you all your life die before you could return and chew them off, cursing them for how they treated you, “FUCK!” you yelled, “THIS ISN’T FUCKING FAIR!”
It wasn’t, but what good would it have done if you did have one last chance to scream at her, to make her feel like the weak one? Nothing. 
“FRIDAY, call Natasha and Wanda if she’s available.”
“Wanda and Pietro Maximoff are still out. However, Natasha is still around. Calling Natasha Romanoff to your residence.”
The only family you really had left was all the way across the US, leaving Agatha to be your only immediate family. You doubted your mother’s side of the family cared if Josephine died or if you existed. Whatever, at least Agatha has been looking for you all this time. It felt weird to hear that your father wants you…you have never felt wanted in your life up until you found your mates.
Natasha knocks on your door and you tell the AI to unlock it for her, “Milaya? You wanted to see me?”
You swallow the lump in your throat and beckoned her to sit next to you, “I need to talk…to both of you; it’s important.”
“It must be - your scent is pungent, so to speak, like saltwater…are you okay?”
“Not really. I found out quite a lot, actually. But I need both of you before I can talk about it.” you explained, sorrow evident in your voice, though you didn’t understand why.
“Wanda and Pietro should be back soon, would like to come downstairs and decompress. Maybe watch some TV?” Natasha did not sit down as you asked; rather, she extended her hand and helped you to your feet.
You shake your head ‘yes’ and follow the Alpha down to the living room, where Pietro is casually lounging and slurping on a smoothie with Wanda, who is nowhere to be seen.
“Wanda is on her way, Natasha. She lagged behind, well, I mean, I am very fast.” Pietro smirked as he zoomed across the room to greet you and your Alpha, “Oh? Who might you be? Never seen you here before.” he pointed at your nose curiously.
“Y/N…Natasha and Wanda’s Omega, you must be Wanda’s twin brother, right?”
“Mhm! I’m a Beta, by the way, just gotta throw that out there!” Pietro shakes your hand even though you didn’t offer to shake his.
Natasha growls at Pietro, one of warning to not touch what’s hers, without permission again. The speedster shrugs her off and nyooms back to where he sat, drinking his beverage without a care in the world. Wanda walks in through the backdoor, and her eyes light up when she spots you next to Natasha and waves.
“Wanda….” you say, “Us three need to sit down and chat.”
The redhead notices your somber expression, and her happy demeanor becomes solemn. Nodding, “What’s going on, my Omega?” Wanda looks at her twin, who, upon hearing those words, understands what is transpiring and promptly leaves.
“Well,” you and Nat sit next to Wanda, you are in the middle of them, “To catch you up to speed, Wanda: I am having some mental blockage and it involves my mother, of course. My mind refuses to let go of the pain and the years of being unloved, and because of that, I can’t…love you both until I get this resolved.”
“Okay……” Wanda blinks, “What do you plan to do, detka?”
“Well, I originally planned to find her and confront her, but, uh, fate,” you pull out your phone, “Says otherwise.” You take a deep breath in and release it, “My mom…passed away about three months ago on the 15th.”
Your Alphas look at one another in disbelief; finally, the demon that was your mother is finally gone from this world, burning in hell for her crimes against you. However, you weren’t finished, “I found her obituary and it says my dad is still alive somewhere.”
Nat squeezes your thigh, “You want to find them?” her voice is quiet, almost like the wind.
“Yeah, my mother broke the special bond between them and booted my father out. My dad was forced out of my life, and at the bottom of Josephine’s obituary, my dad left a message for me in case I wanted to reconnect, ‘Y/N, if you find this - please call me…I miss you so, so much,’ but here’s where you might get…angry.”
“We would never be angry with you, detka. You are our Omega. We will stay by your side forever, always.” Wanda reassures.
All you could do was peck her cheek, to which the redhead squealed with delight, “She left her name signed at the bottom.”
“What’s wrong with that, honeybuns? Your father wanted you to remember her name; I think that’s cute.” Nat squeezes your hand to comfort you as she feels your hand beginning to shake.
“I shared her last name, and even after she left, I still took her name with pride. I never took my mom’s maiden name after the divorce; I could never be one of the Hemmingways, ever; they never cared about me or my situation.”
“Oh? We never learned your last name come to think of it. Are you comfortable with sharing that with us? If not, it’s totally okay; we won’t pry any further.” Wanda promises on her life.
“I don’t want to, but…it needs to be addressed,” you pause and take a drink of water from the table and put your phone back up to your eyes, reading aloud your last name to your mates with fear covering your voice, “My last name is……Harkness. My father is Agatha Harkness.”
They did not see that coming.
Wanda and Natasha sat dumb and unmoving, staring blankly past each other at the revelation of your heritage. It’s impossible. You are so different from the witch, they thought. The last time they encountered Agatha was three years ago when she caused a disturbance in a small town looking for someone who turned out to be you. It makes their stomachs churn with uneasiness. You figured they would react this way - frozen in place with their minds trying to make sense of the information.
“It’s a lot to take in….” Wanda speaks after a moment.
“Mhm,” you nod, “Who would’ve thought?”
“What do you want to do, Omega?” Nat asks, pulling you in for a comforting side hug.
You rest your head on her shoulder, sighing, “I dunno…I- I want to reach out, but this is all so much so soon.” 
“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” Wanda frowns, squeezing your hand in reassurance, “We’ll be right beside you every step of the way.”
Despite the revelation of your genitor and her history with your mates, you are relieved they did not leave you like your mother said they would. This shows they are committed to you, no matter who your parents are or how things might play out should you visit Agatha. You’re happy, even if for a split second.
A happy hum then follows, “I’m gonna wait a while before I call her; I need some time to adjust to,” you gesture around you, “All of this, my new life, and with what’s going on up here,” you point to your head, “Most importantly…I want to spend time with you before even considering talking to my father about everything.”
“I was about to say...it would probably not be a good idea to call Agatha right after such emotional turmoil,” Natasha commented.
“Yeah. I’m going to give it a few days, maybe a week?”
“Whenever you’re ready, detka, we’ll go with you if you want us to,” Wanda affirms.
“Thank you, both.”
“Heyyy!” Kate answers after two rings.
“Yo!” you replied.
“Sooo, Yelena told me a few things….” Kate held back her excitement as if Atlas held the earth.
“Uh huh,” don’t think about it too much, “Wanda and Natasha are my mates, could you believe that?”
“I heard! How exciting! Two mates, that’s really rare, you know? You got so lucky; I can’t believe the little hermit found her Alphas!” Kate is lying flat on her stomach, swinging her legs back and forth.
“Me too, to think it all happened 'cause Wanda came over earlier than she was supposed to,” you laughed.
“Glad she did! You like them so far?”
“At first, I was sketchy of Wanda, but she helped me through a fear-induced drop and comforted me. I felt loved, which is honestly a first.”
“Awww, glad you enjoy her company! What about my Alpha’s older sister? I never really interacted with Natasha any time she was over.”
“She’s very tall and muscular…that was the first thing I noticed about her.” you bashfully admitted, blushing red at the confession, “Like, I swear I nearly drooled when she walked out the compound.”
Kate cackles on the other end, “Adorable, you’re adorable.”
Your blush becomes even redder, “Shut up!” you bury your face deep into your pillow.
“It’s okay to think your mate is ultra hot, dude! I was the same with Yelena: thirsting over her figure when I approached my heat- oh.”
You jolt off the bed, “I was admiring her physique; she has trained and strengthened her body well.” You didn’t pay enough attention to what Kate had said, only bothering to defend yourself…for some reason.
“Mhm, didn’t you say you drooled over her?” Kate teases.
“I- I, yeah….” You sighed in defeat, “I’d take a bite out of her.”
“They’d like a bite of you, too, in more ways than one, heheh.”
“Ohmygosh, KATE!” you stuffed your face with the pillow.
“It’s so true, though. I know Wanda-”
“Shush!”
“Alright, alright, I’ll let off the pedal.” Kate eases her teasing for the time being.
“Since you’re doing that, I must ask you something - it’s very important.” You quickly regained composure and switched to a more serious tone. It was time to ask your best friend a massive favor.
“Oh?” Kate raises an eyebrow, “What’s up?” The archer adjusts herself to a more comfortable position.
You take a deep breath in and then out, “I need you to look into someone, find where they might be. I can’t move forward mentally until I find them.”
“Y/N, you really should not go searching for your mom, not after what she did to you. Please reconsider-”
“My dad. I want you to find my dad. My mom passed away months ago, and my dad wrote her name at the bottom of the obituary, basically begging me to call her. I just want some info on her.” You pull up the obituary on your phone and look over her name.
“Okay,” Kate rolls off the bed with a thud and finds her way to her computer, booting it up, “Gimme her name.
“Agatha Harkness.” you reluctantly informed.
Kate squints at her computer, the darkness of her room being solely illuminated by her computer’s bright blue light strained her eyes, “I feel like I’ve heard that name before…was she like Wanda’s opposite?”
“I’m not sure; I never really knew my father. My mom broke the bond and booted her out while taking full custody of me.” You sorrowfully said, “I wish my dad had me instead; maybe I would have turned out better, maybe not have this stupid mental block.”
“It’s okay to be angry about it. I know what it’s like to have a parental problem, and I’m here if you want to discuss it more. But don’t be afraid to reach out to your mates, Y/N; they are there for you, always.”
“I know…I’m still afraid somehow, and I don’t know how to ask or reach out to them. I’d hate to bother them while they sleep, maybe tomorrow…or the next day, or the next?” You were quickly retreating into your shell again.
“Noooo, they won’t mind you, Y/N/N. In fact, I guarantee they are wishing how their precious Omega was in bed, snuggling with them until they fell asleep.”
“How can you be so sure?” 
“Believe me, Alphas only want their mates once they find them, always wanting their Omegas right next to them. I highly doubt they’d roll their eyes at you this late at night.”
“If you say so….” 
“Not right now; I’m not tired.” You groaned.
“It’s 1:30 in the morning. You need the sleep!” “I’m good, and I already tried; it’s just so uncomfortable. Well, I mean, everything here is top-notch and great for sleeping and all, but I can’t sleep, ya know?”
“What have I told you about consuming caffeine hours before bed?” Kate asks seriously, her brows raised in both disappointment and frustration.
“Don’t.” you answered, “I haven’t even had coffee or anything like all day. Been too busy stressing out over my parents.” You wish you had some coffee in hand right about now, you could be doing some art to distract yourself, but you didn’t bring your tablet.
“Good, ‘cause you need sleeps!”
“But I can’t. I’m tossing and turning. Not even Wanda’s hoodie or any of their old clothes surrounding me is doing fuck-all!”
Kate simply smiles with a hint of mischief sparkling in her light brown eyes, “Oh? You have their clothes around you? Awww, you made a makeshift nest!”
“Wha-”
“Listen, you have had a rough day…why don’t you go cuddle with them? Ya know, a cute little cuddle puddle?”
“Tempting, Kate, but I- I’ll fall asleep here in a few minutes,” you let out a fake but somewhat convincing yawn, “Oh! Did ya hear that? I think it’s time for bed.”
“Do what you will, Y/N,” Kate yawns loudly, alarming Yelena, who is a light sleeper, “You’ll find yourself at their bedroom door without even thinking.”
“Kate. Bed. Now,” Yelena growls lowly in her open ear.
“Okay, I’ll be there in a jiffy! I hope you sleep well, regardless if you sleep with your mates or not; okay, bye!” Kate hangs up.
This is hopeless. Your bedroom has turned into an uncomfortable and uninhabitable sleeping space. Your body is restless, and you’re not sure why. The room was cold, but your bed and pillows felt too warm; hell, you swear you felt sweat form around your neck. You look at your phone’s clock to see it is nearing the devil’s hour, 3:00 a.m.
“I can’t take this anymore!” you yelled into your pillow, “I fucking hate it when Kate is right; she’s right about everything!” The scents imbued into the oversized clothes around were faint at best and not enough to soothe you to sleep. Were these clothes washed before you arrived, or were they lightly worn?
Annoyed, you leap out of bed and storm out of your temporary bedroom two doors down to Wanda and Natasha’s room, “I can’t believe I’m doing this…. Just this once, and then I’ll steal some of their favorite shirts and hoodies- oh, oh, holy shit.”
A realization dawned on you: as Kate prophesied, you subconsciously needed them.
“Nuh uh, no. I’m going back to bed.” You boldly said to yourself, unaware of the door opening and the hunk leaning against the doorframe.
“Hey, baby girl,” Natasha licks her lips, “Can’t sleep? Us either.”
Slowly, you turned around to face Natasha but could not look her in the eye. You swallow your creeping anxiety when you smell her tropical scent mixed with Wanda’s. They must have been cuddling one another in a vain attempt to fall asleep.
“No,” you pouted. You had other words you wanted to say, but they refused to leave your tongue.
“You’re adorable when you pout,” Nat smirks, “It’s a good look on you.”
You blushed at her compliment, “I made a nest, but it’s not doing anything for me - can’t get comfortable. I don’t wanna bother you and Wanda-”
“Yes,” she knew exactly what you were going to ask, “You can sleep with us!”
“Wha- I was gonna, this is embarrassing, steal some more hoodies and bring them back to my nest like a goblin filling up their hoard.”
“Oh,” Nat slumped her shoulders defeatedly, sad you won’t be filling the space between her and Wanda tonight, “Okay.”
Natasha sounded so eager to have you take residence in her king-sized bed, to hold you and cuddle with you for the first time, but it might just have to wait. Your Alpha stands straight up and is about to walk back into her shared bedroom to grab unwashed hoodies when you change your mind.
Your heart panged when her voice dropped to a murmur. It wasn’t your intention to hurt her feelings like that. Truth be told, the nest you made you more restless than you were without it. Their scents weren’t enough - you also required the warmth, can’t have one without the other, at least tonight, anyway.
“Natasha, wait!” you stopped her dead in her tracks.
Your Alpha quickly turns around, “Yes, my Omega?”
“I wouldn’t mind…sleeping with you and Wanda tonight. Ever since Wanda saved and comforted me through my drop, I realize I need you,” you confessed.
Your Alpha lights up like the pale moonlight shining through the window but much brighter, “Really?!” She’s as happy as a puppy dog. Natasha gently grabs you by the wrist and pulls you inside the bedroom, happily announcing to your other Alpha, “Look who’s joining us, Wands!”
Wanda looks up into the barely lit hallway to see your silhouette next to the towering assassin; she grins and laughs gleefully, “Yay!” Wanda pulls the center part of the blanket down and pats the empty space next to her, inviting you to snuggle and fall asleep between the two Alphas, “I’m happy you’re here, detka!”
Natasha presses a kiss to the top of your forehead and then lowers her head to your ears, “C’mon, my sweet, pretty girl, don’t be scared; we don’t bite, I mean, unless you want us to.”
You hop into bed with a push from Natasha and pull the covers over you after Wanda lays on her side and places her head on your chest. Natasha goes to the right side of the bed and does the same thing, except now her ear is directly above your heartbeat. Nat purrs at the sound and scents you after a few seconds, with Wanda soon following. Their combined warmth quickly breaks down your restlessness, gracing you with the blessing of drowsiness for the first time tonight.
“You both are so incredibly warm,” you praised, “But also never felt so comfy before.”
They were holding you like they were protecting you. “Better than being by yourself in a nest, huh?” Wanda nibbles your neck near the scent gland, which elicits a sharp breath from you.
“I can’t even imagine being alone anymore, can you, Wanda?” Nat closes her eyes while enjoying your heart fluttering at the praise.
“I can’t,” Wanda coos, “I feel complete now that you’re in our bed, my Omega.”
“I agree! She’s like…a teddy bear, an adorable and lovable one at that.”
“You two are so sweet! I feel safe in here…I’ve…never felt safe before until now,” you confessed, “Now I know for sure that I’ll have people have my back when I visit my father here in a few days.”
Natasha props herself up with the arm beneath her, brows furrowing, “Visiting Agatha so soon?”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea, malysh? ‘Cause, she was a real troublemaker for us a few years back, and I don’t want her to double-cross and hurt you as your mother did.” Wanda voices her concerns about this upcoming encounter.
“I’m having Kate locate her in case she wants to start some shit. I don’t know what my dad is like beside your bouts with her.”
“Well, we can tell you the full story tomorrow when we wake up and have breakfast,” Natasha lays back down on your chest, “For now, I wanna cuddle my precious mate and sleep.”
“Me too,” Wanda adds, “I enjoy your company in our room, my love.”
“Aww, I love you two, too!” you kiss both their foreheads, closing your eyes as the drowsiness pulls you under.
“You love us!” Natasha squeals with delight.
“Wonderful!” Wanda peppers you with kisses, “Love you so much!”
Kate managed to escape Yelena’s grasp and hop back onto her laptop to research Agatha’s possible whereabouts. She found a hint after one Google search, a witchy shop in New Jersey in a small, unassuming town known as Westview.
In your dreams
“Your Alpha will never love you.” Josephine mocked, “Look at how I turned out; your dad thought so low of me that she broke the bond between us and left. That’s what’s probably gonna happen with you.”
You broke the bond and threw her away.
“I loved you so much I ensured you would be safe from her.”
You hate me. I would have been safer with her.
“I didn’t expect you to turn out so much like her; it disgusts me. Wish you were more like me instead of that traitor.”
I’m glad I did; she gave me good genetics. I only got the slightly okay stuff out of you. Thank fuck I didn’t inherit your dead grey eyes.
“I can barely look at you without wanting to vomit.”
Drink your whiskey and pass out already.
“One part of me really wants you to get hurt by an Alpha so you can see how I suffered!” Josephine took a swig of her whiskey, slamming the bottom of it onto the rickety table.
Always so cruel.
“Respond to me, damn you!”
I used to love you, mother.
“Little bitch, you know better than to stare off and ignore me!”
I can’t help but believe what you say about Alphas.
“I will make you speak; YOU WILL ANSWER TO ME!”
Deep down, there’s a sliver of hope that tells me everything you say is wrong.
Josephine delivers a quick but firm slap across Y/N’s face. She never gets physical.
I want you to be wrong so bad. With everything you have told me all my life, you have instilled this fear of Alphas into me.
“I wish you were never born,” she said calmly, a simmering fury barely contained behind pursed lips.
I wished you would have loved me.
“Maybe I could have been happy with my Alpha.”
Now…I’m not sure I’ll ever feel loved by a living soul.
Y/N had already packed up her belongings, at least what little she had, and thrown all her stuff in her car. Now, all she had to do was wait until she was free.
Josephine passed out drunk, and Y/N had urgently sneaked into her car, speeding away into the night, never to see her mother again in her life.
It is 7:30 in the morning, and clouds cover the rising morning sun making the sky become cornflower blue instead of a mixture of radiant rose pink, gold, and the signature color of the night. Wanda had begrudgingly torn herself away from you to make breakfast for you and the remaining crew. You, however, clung tight to Natasha as if you would lose her somehow while you slept. Your head nestled in the crook of her neck, and your arm wrapped around her waist - a small smile formed on Natasha’s lips as she lay awake. Writhing in their hold all night, they, in turn, held you close in case your body began to move sporadically or accidentally hit them.
Nat looks down at you, and her smile widens, “So beautiful, even in the morning.” Natasha kisses your hairline and whispers, “Love you so much, ‘mega.”
Barely awake, you grunt tiredly in response and resume your sleep. Your Alpha chuckles happily, “Okay, you may rest a little longer, sweet pea…but when Wanda calls us for breakfast, I don’t want to drag you down there.”
“Mmph.”
“Adorable.”
Only a few people are within the compound; most have moved out since the big world-ending threat was vanquished a few years ago. There was Pietro, Wanda, and Natasha left; others would visit to check up on sensitive info. Yesterday, Wanda and Pietro accompanied Steve and Bucky on an observation mission while you were with Natasha. Tony had stopped by a bit ago to check up on the tech and some shipments. The medical wing had doctors treating some of the lesser superheroes. Once in a while, Yelena and Kate would take residence here and annoy Natasha to near death. Undoubtedly, they would stop by and see how you like it here.
You would not be here for much longer, as you would call your dad for the first time in years and probably meet her shortly after.
Wanda quietly opens the bedroom door and slides inside to see you and her Alpha cuddling, “You’re both so cute together,” she grins, “Breakfast is ready!”
Nat stretches her legs and slowly removes you from her body; much to your dismay, “We’ll be right down, Wanda. I gotta convince her to get up first.” The more she moved, the more you whined.
Wanda’s heart swells with happiness at your unconscious clinginess to her other Alpha, “Didn’t expect her to be like this so soon!” she laughs. The witch walks over to her bed and crawls toward you, “Time to get up, ‘mega.” she nudges your shoulder.
“Noooo.”
Wanda uses her magic to pull open the curtains to let some natural light shine on your face, “Time to eat, detka.”
“Just five more minutes!” 
Natasha simply pries your arms off her and leaves the comfort of the bed she shared with you, leaving you suddenly cold and upset at the lack of contact, “C’mon, babe, Wanda makes the best breakfast!” 
You wouldn’t move until you felt your stomach rumble, “Fine,” you drawled.
Slowly but surely, you got up and followed your Alphas downstairs and into the dining room, where a plate of pancakes, eggs, bacon, and a buttered English muffin awaited you. Wanda had taken note of the coffee you liked and brewed you a cup. As you began more awake, many thoughts resurfaced, ‘Where is my father?’ ‘Where are my mom’s ashes?’ ‘I’m surprised my father remembered me after all this time.’ ‘Wanda is adorable when she smiles.’ ‘But for real, where did my father go off to?’
Today was the day you would call your father, Agatha, and see about meeting up with her sometime soon.  For now, you would spend the morning with your Alphas and get to know them even more. You hardly knew anything about the Alphas you are mated to, nor did they know much about you. A part of you did not want to open up to them. Sure, you said you loved them last night, but saying you love someone and them saying it back does not cure the pain you’ve endured, and there was a lot to overcome before you could trust them with everything about you. For now, they’ll know the little things.
“So,” Natasha starts, “What sort of things do you draw? Wanda told me you drew.”
“Yeah,” you scratched your head nervously, “I mostly do what my fans and other patrons pay me to do… except like explicit stuff, that ain’t my thing.”
“Oh, very nice! How long do they usually take you?” You had Natasha’s full attention as her eyes never left your face.
You are quite happy someone in your life, besides Wanda, who asked you similar questions back at your house, cares about what you do for a living and as a hobby.
“It honestly depends, usually more than two weeks…I dunno, like it depends on what they want me to draw.” You explained simply.
Wanda returned from the sink, cleaning her plate and silverware, “She’s really good at what she does; she showed me a few on her tablet!”
You blushed madly at the praise from your Alpha, “You’re so sweet.”
You found out quite a few things from your mates over the course of a few hours. You learned Natasha spends much time practicing martial arts, yoga, and building stuff. She recently built a shed filled with gardening tools, a lawnmower, and two toolboxes. Nat has also made improvements around the compound in an effort to make it more homely rather than a bleak gray fortress. Wanda loves playing board games with her brother, reading, and gardening when her plants are in-season. She mostly plants flowers and occasionally some veggies she likes.
After spending the day with your Alphas and grabbing dinner at a local diner, you figured calling your father might be a good idea now while it’s still light out.
“When we get back to the compound, I think it’s time I-” you swallowed, “You know….”
Wanda and Natasha nod, agreeing, “Need some time to yourself?” Wanda asks.
“Yeah,” you said, “It’s time I call Agatha - I’m so nervous about what might go wrong.”
Wanda suddenly holds your hand and squeezes tightly, then kisses your middle knuckle, “It’ll be okay, Y/N. We are here for you and will help in any way we can, okay, detka?”
“We love you, Omega.” Natasha kisses your cheek, which makes you blush.
“Thank you, truly.” You get off the couch and head back upstairs to your bedroom, where you hesitantly pull out your phone and search up Josephine’s obituary, scrolling down to the bottom to find Agatha’s number.
You hesitantly type in her number, and before you can press the call button, you find yourself unable to do it. Only sitting and staring blankly at your phone screen with your thumb hovering over the button, “I should do this tomorrow.” You said aloud, anxiety consuming every thought that came to mind, “But I know I don’t want to, but I should…get this done,” You sighed heavily, “Here goes….”
You grimace as you press the call button and hold your cell phone up to your right ear, waiting for Agatha to respond. It rang once before being immediately picked up by the other end, where a tired, middle-aged woman answered with a yawn, “Harkness House, Agatha speaking,” Agatha, your father, responded.
“Hi…um, this is gonna sound really strange, but…uh, I’m Y/N; I saw your message on my mom’s obituary and-”
“My daughter?!” She sounded confused yet delighted, laughing quietly on the other end, “You’re alive after all this time?”
“Yeah,” you meekly replied, “I was a bit shocked, to be honest, to learn what happened to my mother.”
“Me too, at the same time, though- I wasn’t. I was more worried about you all these years than my ex-Omega…how have you been since you ran away?” Agatha’s voice was full of a certain kind of sadness, a type where her heart had been lightly bleeding since the day her precious daughter was taken from her. Agatha had always been worrying about you since she was booted out.
“I’m okay; I’ve made a career out of drawing and painting - I’ve made enough to live independently and have some left over for personal stuff. I met a few friends and found my mates, who I’m still trying to understand.”
“Aww,” Agatha cooed, happy to hear everything was going well for her daughter after her escape, “I’m glad you made it out okay…what don’t you understand about your mates, dearie?”
“Everything.” you answered with a groan, “Josephine was…quite negative towards Alphas all my life, and now that I’m with two of them, I dunno what to make of it all. It’s all so much to take in after so many years of her. ”
“Take your time! Don’t force yourself to accept them just to make them happy, do it for your happiness.”
“I kinda already told them I love them…though I can’t help but feel conflicted about saying it like I meant it, also like-”
“You’re scared. It’s okay to be scared, hon. Love takes time; it could have been a spur-of-the-moment thing it could not have. They want to protect you - that’s all they want to do, Y/N; it’s in their nature to protect their Omega and nurture you- within your boundaries.”
You two talked for hours and had much in common, much to your surprise. At one point, you asked if you could visit her and when she was about to respond, a child had come up to her and begged for a snack, “Okay, dearie, one second, momma is talking to someone special!”
She had another kid? That means she probably found a new mate. Good to hear!
“You have another family?” you inquired.
“Indeed, I do. A while after I was booted out, like two years after, I found my new mate, Veronica. We had a few pups together. Our family, at least for me, wasn’t complete until I found you. I’d love to have you meet everyone!”
How about that? You have the grandest opportunity of having a family! Surely, Wanda and Natasha were technically a part of your family, but you needed this first and foremost to move forward with them into the future. They knew you needed this before they could get too comfortable with you.
“Yeah, that would be great!” you exclaimed, “When would be a good day?”
It’s been three days since that call, and you are preparing to head to your dad’s house; your bags are nearly packed for the few-day stay. You expect to stay over for at least five nights, depending on how it goes. Your Alphas fully support you but are quite concerned due to their history with your father and insisted they accompany you inside your father’s home, but you denied them and said this trip was personal business. It’s true; your mind needs closure to move forward in your relationship with Wanda and Natasha. You want to pour your love on them, hell, flood them with affection, yet you can’t; this bothers you so much it affects your dreams.
You still can’t quite believe it - Agatha had a whole family, and all the while, you were trapped with your so-called mother. If you were honest with yourself, having your father go on to have a happy life without you stung a lot. Couldn’t Agatha have pursued legal action against Josephine? You weren’t quite sure how the law worked with pups like you back in the day, but Agatha never came up to the door to take you home - your true home with her. You could have been loved all your life and grown up happier and unafraid of your two Alphas. She can’t be blamed, though; laws favor the Omega parent more than the Alpha parent.
Anxiety flowed through you like a roaring river, and you did your best to keep your head above the water. Throughout the day, as you were packing, you found yourself drifting to Wanda and Natasha for ease of comfort. In fact, at times, you would be snuggling them more than actually packing, and it was strange now that you started actively thinking about it. It was like every thought was clearer and straightforward instead of muddled and erratic like electricity. So that’s why you brought Wanda with you into your room so that you could focus on packing…until you realized how bad of an idea it was as she kept grabbing your attention. Eventually, you got packed. Natasha had also slipped inside your room while you zipped up your suitcase and backpack.
“Alright, I’m finished,” you said, zipping up your suitcase, “Feeling a bit hungry, what’s for dinner?”
Wanda and Natasha quizically looked at one another and made a series of facial expressions as if they were conversing without saying a word. Strange. Wanda turns back to you and says, “We might know a place you might really enjoy; it’s a diner where Nat and I went on our first date together…would you like to go?”
You giggled for a moment, “Is this your way of asking me out?”
Natasha grins and grabs Wanda’s knee, which makes its way up her thigh, “Yeah, we’d love to take you out, Omega. You know, since you’ll be gone for about a week.”
“I’m down! No funny business, you two!”
You remember this diner quite well - Yelena took you to meet up with Kate after one of your art contests. It is a 50’s themed diner with black-and-white checkered flooring, red booths, tacky metal chairs, and pop art displayed everywhere on the plain white walls. There was a bar of sorts filled to the brim with alcohol and the kitchen directly behind it. This place causes nostalgia of that day, the day when you broke out of your hermit shell and decided to give Yelena and Kate a chance to be your friends…you’re glad you did.
You were exhausted from attending the art contest, and Yelena already had plans with Kate at the diner but decided it would be fun to have you along to get to know you better.
“Sooo, where do you wanna go, Y/N?” Yelena inquired as she drove down the busy streets of the never-resting city of New York.
You looked out the window exhaustedly; your heavy eyelids threatened to close after such an eventful yet dull evening, “Ngh, I’m craving fried food…let’s go to our usual place.” you yawned as you finished.
“Tired of people, eh?” Yelena lowered her voice, trying not to irritate you.
“Yes…can we get the booth towards the back?”
“For sure, for sure. What’s next for my friend, Y/N?” Yelena immediately pauses, thinking about what she said, “Nevermind, you’re tired out of your mind to even think about it…sorry!” she laughed.
As Yelena pulls into the diner, she quickly mutters, ‘I hope Kate is wearing that sexy purple dress I bought her a few months ago,’  before pulling into the quaint little lot, unbuckling herself after parking her beaten-up pickup truck.
You unbuckle and leave the white truck, your dress swaying in the breeze while you walk towards the slightly run-down diner, lagging behind Yelena. Yelena’s scent hits you in small amounts; gooseberries, floral, almost grassy, too: no wonder Kate loses her mind when around Yelena. You wonder what your scent would do to your Alpha…would it drive them crazy, would they be all primal and protective of their precious Omega, or would it make them horny? Who knows? 
As you and Yelena enter, you spot someone sitting at the back booth. Someone with long wavy brown hair and a purple dress adorned by a gold necklace. Upon seeing her light brown skin, you recognize this woman as Kate, who is waving aggressively, beckoning you two to sit down with her. Kate's bright smile lights up the whole diner; ‘Yelena got lucky with her mate,’ you thought.
Yelena grins like a fool and eagerly glides through the checkered floor with great pride. You, again, lag behind. Kate has already ordered you and Yelena your usual food and drink, which are still hot. Kate scoots towards the farther end of the booth, letting her Alpha sit next to her, and bounces excitedly in her seat. The other Omega in your group chows down on her cheeseburger, ignoring you and Yelena for a few minutes. The Alpha sips her water while you absentmindedly eat some fries. You appear downcast and quieter than usual, not bothering to start conversing with your trusted friends. 
Usually, you would be going berserk over this diner’s fries, but you were not feeling it today. Yelena quickly notices your unusual behavior and points out, “Something wrong, Y/N?”
“Just a little, Lena…hmm, I feel…empty. Weird.” you shrugged it off, resuming your consumption of crinkle fries.
Kate nearly chokes on her Coke, almost spitting it out and giggling, “Oh, really?” Kate’s impish smile deepens.
“Yeah,” you said, “Is that a normal thing? I mean, my life is great, you know? Don’t gotta worry about paying bills, and I have some spending money, but I can’t shake the feeling that…I’m missing something.”
Kate looks down at her plate sorrowfully. Your Omega friend has undergone similar feelings before meeting Yelena, “I felt that way before meeting Yelena…maybe it’s a sign!”
You winced, “Nah…there’s no way a sign of depression could lead to true love, fairytale stuff, I tell ya.”
“I dunno, man…anything could happen in just a few days, you could find your Alpha, or you won’t. Tomorrow I’ll take you out somewhere nice, and we could, if you want, try to find your mate?” Kate suggests. She has your best interests in mind, but she can be a bit eager for you to find your one true love…or two.
“I don’t know, Kate…I- I have a commission to work on and-”
“Y/N. Your special someone could be there tomorrow…you never know if you don’t go.” Yelena had cut you off.
“Well, I’m just scared of finding my Alpha and what they’ll do to me. I’d rather not pursue an Alpha…like ever; let’s talk about something else, yeah?” you quickly drank your drink and shifted your eyes to the pop art.
Kate shrugged and offered a smile of reassurance, “Okay, another time then. How was the art contest?”
You paused your rapid, nearly feral consumption of overly salty fries, “Good, I got second place - got a decent cash prize at least, so I’m happy!”
“Oh, jolly good!” Kate wiped her mouth with a napkin, “I’m glad your art is getting you places!”
This turned out to be one of the best nights of your life, the first best being the day you escaped Josephine's house of horror. You and your mates got to know each other on a much more personal level than before, and you felt connected to them, albeit still unable to move past the mental block of not only reuniting with your father after so many years but also getting much-needed closure about everything in the years Agatha was gone. There was just…something deep within you that was irking you like a fly: what if this goes south? What if you can’t establish a relationship with Agatha and her family? Would things be too much to try and become a family with your half-siblings so late in your existence? Possibly. They are already a family; you would be suddenly dropping into their lives just to meet their dad, who was also biologically yours.
You brought up your conflicting and worrisome thoughts to your Alphas.
“It’s never too late, malyshka…though it might be difficult to adjust.”
“No matter what, our love, you will always be a part of our families. You will have Kate, Yelena, Pietro, and us as your family.” Natasha reassures.
“I know,” you pause as Wanda turns right, “I can’t help but dread what’s gonna happen, you know? What if Agatha and her family rejected me and threw me away, pretending I never existed? I’d fall apart into nearly nothing.”
Natasha, who is sitting in the back seat with you, replies, “We’d be there to help you stand back up, my love.”
“Again, you have us as family,” Wanda smiles, “You can always rely on us to have your back when times get tough; that is what family is for.”
You three arrive at the compound five minutes later and head upstairs into Wanda and Natasha’s bedroom, and you immediately strip out of your clothes and steal yet another one of Wanda’s hoodies, not bothering to put anything else on. The Alphas were quite pleased to see your figure, actually…more than pleased, you could say. You only wore Wanda’s hoodie and your undergarments to bed. Slipping into the middle, the two followed after equipping their pajamas and held you in their arms.
Here you are, a few blocks away from your father’s house, where you hope to find all the closure you need. You had decided to tackle this alone without your Alphas, but you had their numbers in case you needed to be comforted or saved in case Agatha reverted to her old ways. Natasha had tossed you the keys to her 2022 Black Corvette for you to drive; it was a smooth and cozy car.
You were feeling all sorts of things: anxiety, anger, sadness, and the tiniest glimmer of joy. All the answers to your burning questions were inside the faint yellow and blue house you were approaching. As you parked on the left side of the street where her house was, you spotted Agatha walking out of her home with a smaller woman leaning on the doorway, looking at your car.
Agatha, in turn, spots you and smiles warmly and waves.
You get out of your car and lock it before walking up to your father, unsure of what to say, “Hey.”
“You’ve surely grown, dearie.” Agatha gestures to the front door, “Come in; tea’s almost ready!”
The home looks like it's from the 80s - rustic furniture and a lot of browns, but it has the aura of coziness that keeps everyone happy. The house, upon entering, had the scent of sage and other herbs wafting about the dim white living room.
“Veronica, this is my other daughter, Y/N. Y/N, my Omega, Veronica.” Agatha introduces.
“Hi,” Veronica was a pale, skinny woman with dark brown hair in her 50’s, “Agatha has been dying to meet you again.”
“So I have heard.”
“You don’t have to worry about our pups until later; they’re out with Veronica’s family for the afternoon,” Agatha explains, “Would you like some tea? It’s gonna be a long talk, I can tell.”
Indeed it will be; Agatha terrorized a town three years ago looking for you, though that statement may have been false. You were still stuck with your mom back in your hometown then. Was Agatha attacking that town for a different reason? What business did she have with it; who knows? After all, Agatha was a supervillain to the Avengers and had tussled with them before. If anything goes wrong, they have your number and location - also, Pietro could come and speed you out.
“I’ll have some; thank you. Where do we begin?” you asked, “What happened to Josephine, and why did things go wrong?”
Agatha looks downcast and nudges Veronica to leave the room and grab the tea, “ She was the perfect Omega when we first met, so sweet, loving, and a goofy soul. Josey became rude, strangely toxic, and extremely paranoid as time progressed. I never knew why or how such a caring soul became…so terrible. In all my lonely 200 years of living, that was one of only a few things to have broken my heart, especially when she broke the bond and took me away from you. Everything was smooth riding until it just took a sharp turn and went down to hell; I truly don’t know what happened with her.”
The 200-year age was not a surprise to you; you knew she was a witch from way back when. It’s a bit sad that nobody knows why Josephine became what she was; she must have put on a mask to fool Agatha into thinking she was a normal person instead of the toxic monster she was. 
“Damn.” You felt relief wash over you, “Where have you been, and what have you been doing…besides this?”
Agatha is consumed with thinking, “Well, I won’t lie, I reverted back to my old ways and hurt many people,” she said so casually, “I managed to open up a psychic/crystal shop downtown-”
“Did you try to get me back?” you spoke with a hint of harshness and worry, “Like did you-”
“There wasn’t much I could do, dearie. Believe me, I tried everything! The law favored Josey because she was an Omega and acted as the perfect mom in front of them, blaming me for being a bad dad, so I was not allowed to see you.”
Veronica places the tea cups on the table in front of you and Agatha and quietly announces that she will be upstairs to give you both privacy.
“She put a restraining order on me.” Agatha started, mindlessly stirring her spoon in the tea, “That’s when I could no longer visit you, let alone ever see you again. She gained full custody without a fight in the court, all because she was your mother.”
You took in a deep breath, now fully taking in the heaviness of this upcoming talk; this would not be smooth sailing for anyone - a storm of emotion was quickly approaching, threatening to tear down all the walls you constructed in your mind. Your emotions would begin to spill out into the world for Agatha to see and, soon enough, Wanda and Natasha.
“She hurt me.” Your eyes bore into the floor, desperately trying not to show anything, “She ruined so many things for me…I can’t even love, let alone trust them like, hardly at all. Her words haunt me, Agatha, and I can’t get them out of my head.”
Agatha frowns, nodding in understanding, and you continue, “I know they want to protect me and love me, but I just can’t.”
“I’m afraid all those years of her abuse will forever be with you; tell me, who are your mates? I’d love to meet them.” Agatha smiled slightly, offering a comforting hand on your shoulder.
You smirked at her words but found yourself conflicted - she has fought them before, and from what you have heard from Wanda on your date night, Agatha hates them, “Well, I, uh, well, their names are-”
Agatha crooks a brow and her lips purse, “Take your time, hon.”
“Wanda and Natasha.” You blurt.
Agatha’s face immediately drops, and a scowl replaces her warm, loving smile at the mention of the names of her enemies being her daughter’s mates, “Oh.” Then she becomes silent and pensive momentarily, ignoring anything you say.
Her enemies are your mates, your new beginning, your source of future happiness, your refuge when you were having nightmares of Josephine, and your family, whether she liked it or not. Agatha knew she would push you away if she could not accept your mates as a part of her extended family, but it was a lot to take in all at once. It was impossible for Agatha to ever treat Wanda and Natasha like loved ones; she would tolerate them at best…unless she could convince you they were not for you.
“I don’t think they will be good for you, sweetie,” Agatha said at last.
“Don’t.” you snapped, “I know how you feel about them, don’t try to tear me away from them.”
“Honey.”
“No. I’m here for answers about my mother, not your opinions on my mates. I know the shit you’ve done to those people in Massachusetts. You may be my dad, but that doesn’t mean you have earned my trust.” You have been waiting to say that since you learned about it. Some part of you was eager to hold her accountable for it, especially since she tried to persuade you to break the bond between you three. That also did not help with building a parent-child relationship; in fact, it made it worse.
“Fine, another time then,” Agatha huffed, “This talk isn’t over.”
“It is over; I’m not leaving my mates just so you can be happy.”
This was going to be quite the experience and the challenge indeed. Getting past your father’s ego is quite…troublesome.
It had been a long hour since you arrived to talk with Agatha. The atmosphere had become increasingly tense as the conversation shifted and emotions started to boil. Your words silenced Agatha, prompting her to give you a tour of the house to ease the tension. However, her tone remained flat, tinged with anger and disgust, leaving an unpleasant feeling lingering in the air. The father figure you had been eager to meet had turned out to be less accepting due to your relationship with her enemies. Seeing a potential parent-child connection begin to wither away before it could blossom was disheartening. A pit began forming in your stomach at the incoming loss. Nevertheless, you needed answers for everything about the past, so you pressed on anyway.
As Agatha guided you through the house, a sense of longing washed over you. You couldn't help but miss the touch, protectiveness, and warmth of your mates. It was a shocking revelation that even the simplest gestures of intimacy and comfort had become something you would miss so badly. You could never have imagined missing such closeness in the past, but now, its absence created an ache in your heart.
Eventually, Agatha led you to the back porch and invited you to join her. Seemingly out of nowhere, she remarked, "The family life is honestly great, you know? I'd really like to have you stay here for a while."
"I would, but..." you began but were interrupted by your father’s impatience.
"Let me guess... you'd rather live with your mates, huh?" Agatha's words dripped with venom.
"I've been hesitant to move in with them because I've only known them for a short time," you confessed, nervously scratching your neck.
Agatha's response could have been more supportive. "I don't think moving in with them would be a good idea. I mean, come on, they're a bunch of superpowered freaks, especially—"
"THEY'RE NOT FREAKS!" Your voice erupted, anger and desperation echoing through the air.
"Don't yell at your father," Agatha growled, her words laced with animosity. "How are they any better than dear old me?"
"They save people, Agatha. Wanda, Natasha, and Pietro help their community in ways others can't. You took lives for no fucking reason other than for sport." Your voice quivered with emotion.
"They've also caused harm," Agatha countered.
"But you did it with malice while they didn't," you retorted.
"That doesn't make them innocent," Agatha sneered.
Enough was enough. "You know what? I'm done." Rising from your chair, you forcefully pushed it back into place. "I thought you would accept the person I've chosen to be with."
"Then go ahead and leave, cry like a baby to them, just like the little bitch you are. They'll eventually abandon you, and then you'll come crawling back to dear old Dad," Agatha taunted, smirking.
Agatha's words mirrored the hurtful comments Josephine had subjected you to your whole life. Shocked, you stammered, "I... I'm sorry, what did you just say?"
"You heard me. If you're going to be mated to my enemy, you're no longer my child. You've crossed a boundary I can't accept," Agatha declared, her voice becoming dangerously low,
"I'm not going to reject them for anyone. They love me. Aren't you supposed to love me as my father, no matter who I love?" your voice cracked with a mix of sadness and defiance.
"Not when they're part of the Avengers," Agatha replied disdainfully.
"You can't control who I choose as my mates. Nature decided that I am meant to be with Wanda and Natasha for life, Agatha," you asserted.
Agatha huffed, her eyes dilating, "Well, nature paired me up with a toxic cunt who threw me away!”
"I'm sorry everything went horribly wrong for you, Agatha, but that doesn't give you the right to tear me away from my happiness,” you shouted.
"I'm trying to save you," Agatha pleaded, her voice strained.
"No, you're not!" you exclaimed, the pain of rejection burning through your veins. "You're trying to control me. You don’t love me; you just want me to become something I’m not!”
"I will not associate with someone who chooses to be mated to the so-called 'world's mightiest heroes.' Do not return here until you've come to your senses," Agatha declared with finality.
A profound sadness settled within your soul, followed by a sudden wave of relief that felt like tears cascading down your face. "Fuck you! You're casting me aside like my mom did to you, right?"
At that moment, as your words hung in the air, laden with resentment and heartache, a connection that had once held promise crumbled before your eyes.
The best and only choice now is to simply walk away without looking back once at the sad excuse of a Father.
So, you did just that, walked through the living room and shambled to your Corvette. You scrambled for your keys in your hoodie pocket, immediately started your car, raced down the road, and decided to head for your apartment subconsciously. A part of you did not want Wanda and Natasha to drop everything they were doing to take care of a crybaby mate at a moment’s notice. Getting back to a familiar environment would be best to calm you down.
You had been crying and sniffling the whole trip to New York City but were aware of the road. The entire time, you pushed Wanda and Natasha out of your mind, only thinking of home, your home, the one you bought. Your apartment was only a few blocks away, and you would be safe and comfortable; that’s right, you were hiding back in your shell. Everything was overwhelming, the feelings writhing deep within, the tainted memories of Josephine, and the harsh negativity Agatha spewed caused you such pain and heartache you craved to be wrapped up in your blankets, binge-watching Youtube videos. It was the number-one go-to for comfort. You did miss your mates, yet you missed your apartment and all your drawing stuff. You weren’t going to be here too long, though. There was something you had to do first.
You exit your car and head inside through the lobby and to the elevator, where you press the seventh-floor button. The door closes and begins moving upwards, that is, until it stops on the fourth floor, and a familiar brunette steps in; Kate.
Kate instantly notices your disheveled hair, red, puffy eyes, and overall dirty look; crumbs from a muffin clung to your hoodie, and a large coffee stain near the head hole. She looks you up and down, “You look like hell, Y/N…what the hell happened? Is everything okay?”
“No,” your voice was weak from all the crying, the betrayal of the last remaining member of your family hurt like a bullet, “I- I need a nap,” you cried, “I want to shrivel up and die, Kate, I hate everything, Katie.”
Kate frowns and pulls you in for a tight hug, “It’s okay,” her hug was quite lovely, but it’d be even better to have Wanda hugging you instead, “Everything is going to be alright.”
“My dad threw me away! All because she hates Wanda and Natasha, and now she hates me too!” your muffled cry breaks Kate’s heart.
Just then, the elevator stopped at your floor, and Kate took your hand in hers, leading you back to your place. Meanwhile, Kate is texting Yelena about what happened, informing her she might be late for dinner. 
“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” Kate let go of your hand and let you wander where you liked, “Do you need anything, maybe some coffee or something to eat?”
You had shambled to your couch and plopped down carelessly on it, half-laying down and half-sitting, “Mmmph, I only had a muffin that Wanda packed for me; that’s all I had in the past day. I’m not really in the mood to eat, to be honest,” you sighed into the couch’s pillow, “Everything sucks, Kate.”
“I can’t imagine what you’re feeling, Y/N,” Kate looks downcast, then gets lost in thought for a moment, contemplating what she could do to help, “Do you- would you like me to call Natasha?” she asked quietly.
“Yeah….” you respond with a whisper and a sniffle.
“Okay, okay.” Kate smiles. She’s smiling at your progress. You originally never asked for help from anybody, you were the ‘I need no help because I can do it myself’ kind of woman after being helpless for so long, and now you are openly asking for help in dealing with this tidal wave of negativity crashing upon your patchworked heart, “I’ll be right back, I urge you to drink some water, though.”
“Okay…fineeee,” you drawled as you headed for the fridge.
Natasha did not hesitate to bolt out the door and drag a befuddled Wanda directly behind. Wanda had only been told, ‘Y/N fled,’ and could not process the two words until they were racing to your apartment in the car. Natasha’s heart was pounding in her chest, and Wanda’s anxiety was shooting through the roof like a bottle rocket.
“Natasha, what happened to our girl? Is she safe?” Wanda’s doe eyes widened.
“Things did not go well at Agatha’s house, and she fled to her apartment in NYC. She’s quite upset from what Kate told me.” Natasha explained, too focused on the road to tell Wanda all the details.
“Oh no,” Wanda drawled, pouting, “Our poor girl, I had a feeling that something might go wrong!”
“Me too, but she needed to meet Agatha alone, Wands. There was nothing we could do to stop her, my dove.” Natasha spoke solemnly, “Part of me really wanted to just…follow her there and spy, but I want her to trust me; if I had done that, she would have never looked at us the same, and I can’t be havin’ that.”
“Yeah….” Wanda sighed, “I want her to trust us too; I hope she does; I just wanna hold her so bad. Our poor girl is probably scared out of her mind!”
“And incredibly upset, too; she probably cried a river on her way home.” Natasha frowned slightly, “Don’t worry, love, we’ll be there soon, and then you won’t have to worry about a thing.”
Kate sits at the opposite end of the couch from you, eagerly awaiting for Wanda and Natasha to arrive and help turn your deep frown into a bright smile - though she knew it would be a while before you would feel any sort of sunshine through the foggy weather of your mind, even with your mates present. It’s a lot to deal with, to be no longer considered one’s child all because of who you love.
You have been staring out your window for many minutes now, feeling nothing but emptiness and sorrow that has reopened old wounds. That’s all there is to your current mental state; your head is empty, nothing floating around in your noggin.
It’s baffling how your dad spent so long looking for you only to turn you away because of your relationship with two Avengers members. This was all for nothing; you got no answers about anything, just hatred thrown your way. Was the trip just one of Agatha’s tricks to abandoning your mates? Was this all a game to her to be her apprentice in evil? You would never know. There would be no seeing her for the rest of your life, and with that, you were content - she would not go out of her way to hurt you or attempt to ruin your life by force. All that’s left for you is to spend your life with people who love you unconditionally. For example, right now, Yelena was just informed of the situation and is sprinting up multiple flights of stairs instead of taking an elevator for her daily exercise.
“Hey…I…have…arrived,” Yelena gasped for air, “She alright?”
Kate looked at the front door just kicked open by her Alpha, staring wide-eyed in disbelief, “Yeah, she’s…okay, I guess. Why did you-”
Yelena looks confused, “You told me…she got rejected by Natasha?”
“By her dad,” Kate corrected, “She met with her estranged dad, and she rejected Y/N because of affiliation with Natasha; you really need to hear everything through, my Alpha.”
“My bad.” Yelena breathed a sigh of relief, glad she didn’t have to rain hell on her older sister.
Yelena shifts her eyes off Kate onto you, who is absently looking out the window with a pained but blank expression. Your y/e/c eyes appear hollow even under the sun as if your soul had retreated into you to wallow in despair at the wounds your father reopened. Yelena was unsure what to do to help; hell, she did not know what could be done to console you. Here’s the thing, nothing would be of great help but to be with your mates, who are speeding down the streets of New York City.
“They are on their way; I don’t think they want us here when they get here,” Kate paused and redirected her attention to you, “Would you want us to go, Y/N?”
You only nodded.
“Okay, we’ll see you later. If you need help moving out at all, let us know!” A small smile formed on Kate’s lips as she waved goodbye.
And then you were all alone in the world for a while. Nothing but silence and misery kept you company. Your mates are close, and soon, you won’t feel so alone but rather be loved and cherished by the two life has set you up with for life. And all they want is to kiss and hold you to ensure you are not alone. 
As you were driving with tears flowing from your eyes, all you could think of was that night you spent in bed with your Alphas. They held you so close and tight. You felt safe with them, unafraid of the nightmares that haunted you ever since you fled Josephine’s house, and for the first time, felt loved and wanted.
You have moved to your bedroom and huddled up in a sea of blankets to hide away from the cold, cruel world outside the many layers of fabric. The faint warmth of your body heat plus the blankets is insufficient to soothe your soul from the crushing despair your heart was afflicted with. Your eyes were puffy and red from crying; damn it all, your body was aching too. You are tired, hungry, and cold on the inside. However, there is solace in all the sea of heartache and despair, your mates were on their way to help you the only way they know how. You wish they would be right by your side, but they’re not, which hurts.
They would be here soon enough. 
“I just wanted to be loved, that’s all!” your mind swirled with peril, “I was so close that I could taste it!”
Rejection stings like a swarm of angry hornets. The burning remains a while after but eventually subsides. Right now, it burns like fire in your soul, and your mates are the relief to the pain. “She had pups while I was stuck with that devil! They got to grow up all happy and have such luxury while I suffered all my life; it’s not fucking fair!”
Sorrow floods your brain like a tidal wave with no reprieve, drowning you in despair, “Maybe I could’ve been a good sister to them, but no, my fucking dad threw me out like trash!”
They are entering the apartment building and heading up the elevator to your floor; Wanda pressed the seventh-floor button at least twenty times so that it might go faster. The witch paces back and forth while the Widow leans against the wall staring blankly at the floor, pondering the best way to comfort you. She only knows the basics of calming down an Omega, but not hers , all she knows to do is have you rest your head on her chest and release a wave of calming pheromones. Wanda knows precisely what to do and will probably guide Natasha along.
“I’m scared for her,” Natasha admits.
“Me too. It’s okay, my Alpha, we’ll be there shortly, and she will be in our arms again. Remember when she first cuddled with us a few days ago?” Wanda hugs the other Alpha.
“Yeah, she wanted to steal our shirts and hoodies for her nest. She ended up in our bed, and…we held her until the morning.”
“Maybe she would like that!” Wanda beamed.
“Maybe we could get her mind off it by doing a movie night. Perhaps order a pizza with some drinks and watch something Disney?” Natasha suggested.
“We’ll see; all these rampant emotions must be wearing our Omega thin...let’s talk about this later, okay, Natasha?” Wanda’s tone had become quiet and worried.
Natasha takes a deep breath, “You’re right. She needs us more than anything. Can’t believe her father rejected our Y/N; she has done nothing wrong.”
The door opens, and the two take no time in speedwalking towards your door and barging in without even thinking to knock. Upon entering, a foul scent of burnt popcorn hits their nostrils, making them gag purely out of instinct. It was worse than they thought; you were succumbing to despair and grief of an untold magnitude. You were losing yourself deep in the recesses of your mind - every thought you had was deprecating and sorrowful. Pain shot throughout your whole body, your bones ached, and your scent was close to repelling your mates. All your pain would be gone after they hop into bed with you. There would be no need to be afraid of anything happening next; they would be by you always.
Wanda leads Natasha to your bedroom door, stating, “She is in here.”
The two enter your room, where your blankets swallow you, and see the small lump resting in the middle. You remained unmoving, exhausted from the tidal wave of emotions that swept through you. Natasha frowns and moves to the closest side of the bed, gently moving the covers so that she can slip under them to reach you; Wanda ends up doing the same but urgently. The witch quickly picks up on your quiet whimpers and sniffling and hurries to you, embracing you in a warm, loving hug that makes you heave at the sudden contact. Natasha comes up behind you and wraps her arms around you, pulling herself toward you.
Wanda breaks the ice, “Detka,” her hot breath on your ear makes you shiver, “We’re here now.” The witch plants a kiss on your hairline.
“We heard what happened and came right away; you’re safe now with your Alphas,” Natasha says as she scents you.
You only respond with a low whine.
“Poor Omega,” Wanda coos, “You didn’t deserve any of this. You deserved lots of love unconditionally. We love you, malyshka.”
Your eyes were red and puffy from the hour of crying, and your throat was hoarse, unable to speak properly.
“Love you…too.”
“Omega,” Natasha nestled her head on your shoulder, “You don’t need to worry about her anymore. We’re your family now. You have me, Wanda, Pietro, Yelena, and Kate, who are here for you. We love you so incredibly much.”
“She had pups, and they lived happy lives while I was stuck with the devil I had to call mother. It’s not fucking fair!” You cried into Wanda’s shoulder, “I didn’t get to grow up a happy kid! I just wanted to have a parent in my life. That’s all I wanted!”
Their hearts were breaking for you; your mates could also feel the pain deep inside. Every cry that left your lips echoed in their ears, and every tear that stained Wanda’s hoodie brought her a twinge of deep sorrow. Natasha held onto you as tightly as she could, but not too much to the point where it would hurt you because the last thing she would ever do was hurt you while you were down.
“Honey,” Natasha whispered, “Focus on us, on our love, our scents, and our warmth. Let us shower you with our love tonight. I promise no one will hurt you tonight or ever again.”
“Together, when the time is right, we’ll have a family of our own. Our pups will be proud to call you their mama.” Wanda smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“You sound so sure….” You say absently as your vision has gone blurry from your tears.
“It’s a promise,” Wanda reassures, “We’ll be there every step of the way.”
Upon hearing her promise you these things, you begin taking in their love and support, taking in their combined scents and feeling a wave of love douse the flames of misery. Natasha kisses just below your jawline while Wanda gently purrs - you cannot hear it but can feel it rumbling through your body. Their words of assurance ease the aches of rejection, making you feel, for once in your years of living, accepted by people who do truly care. Wanda and Natasha deeply care for you and your well-being and are committed to you alone. The duo wants you to wake up each morning feeling loved and cared for - to make breakfast for you and make sure you are well-fed and hydrated.
Tomorrow, the two will help you pack your things and permanently bring you home. After hours of talking, you agreed to go home with them to be more comfortable having your stuff with you while having the love of your mates warm your hurting heart. However, Wanda did emphasize that you would need to nest in their bed as you did tell them you had been off suppressants due to Kate’s insistence, and it could come in about a week or so.
For tonight, you would rest in the loving arms of your Alphas, and if you just so happen to wake up, Wanda and Natasha have agreed to order a pizza or two and have a movie night. As you lay asleep, you cannot help but smile subconsciously - knowing that you are loved. It will take some time to fully embrace it, but you wholeheartedly accept them for everything that they are…your Alphas.
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maxislvt · 7 months
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pls alpha!wanda x omega!reader
warnings: omegaverse, smut, afab!reader,alpha!Wanda, vaginal sex, knotting, breeding, hair pulling
Wanda was a pervert. There was no denying it anymore. It was easier to hide when she was unmated. With no one to project her sick little fantasies on, they remained as that. Just fantasies. Was she actually into those things or was her brain just glamorizing the whole experience?
It was a question that went unanswered until the day she met you.
Tony had gifted Wanda you as a celebration of her first full year of being in the team. At first, she was apprehensive. Wanda had never been with an omega before. It didn't help that you were so quiet.
"Alpha, please."
Fortunately, she had more than enough time to figure you out.
Wanda let out a satisfied chuckle when you whined. "Oh, so you can use your words?" She blew on the sticky wetness of your cunt just to watch you squirm. It was a bit cruel to tease you so much during your heat, but she couldn't help it. Though Wanda had claimed you several months ago, your heat cycle had yet to even out. "I'll make you feel better soon, I promise."
No on the farm told you alphas could be so…you didn't even know a word to describe how weird Wanda was being. She always took good care of you before. Compared to most other omegas, you were definitely spoiled. You didn't have a clue as to what you could've done for her to become so cruel.
"I'll be a good omega, I promise just please help me!" You tugged at Wanda's sweatpants, desperate to find some relief. "It hurts so bad." The slick dripping down your cunt was unbearable. You couldn't handle another empty orgasm. You needed to be full and you needed to be knotted. Now wasn't a time for Wanda's weird games. You used what little strength you had to roll over and present yourself properly. Head down, back stretched out, and ass up. Both of your holes were in full display. There was no way Wanda could say no to when you were like this. "Can you please knot me? I need you so bad."
Oh.
Wanda squeezed your ass before giving it a hard smack. "Awe, my omega learning how to tease me?" She tugged down her sweatpants just enough to free her dick from the confines of her boxers. Of course, she couldn't let you win that easily. You'd only get a small reward for being so bold. "Fine, your alpha will play nice just this once because you're so cute."
You purred as Wanda's tip circled your clit. Finally, after hours of denial and useless begging you were being bred like you wanted.
Wanda let out a possessive growl growl as she finally allowed herself the privilege of being inside you. Your walls were hypnotically tight. "Fuck, you feel so good." Her hands kept a firm grip on your hips. She had to be gentle. This was your first time being mated. Something between a laugh and a moan fell from her lips as she dragged her hips back. "I'm gonna get you full of my pups. Is that what you want? You want all your alpha's pup in this greedy little hole of yours."
Being in heat destroyed any inhibitions you would've had. "Mhm, just your pups." You practically sobbed. The heat in your body simmered down to something much more comfortable. An addictive medium you wanted to be stuck in forever. "It's happening, it's happening!"
"Shush, no. Hold it for me. It'll feel better if you do." She was just barely holding on herself, but Wanda had to make the moment last as long as she possibly could. "I know you wanna cum, but let me knot you first."
A disapproving whine just barely made it past your lips. "Nooo, I need to do it now!" You pleaded. It was a wonder you didn't cum the second she slipped into you with how overstimulated you were. Now she wants you to hold it? That wasn't fair at all! "You're mean!"
Wanda tsked. She really had spoiled you rotten. "Listen to your alpha, just hold on a little bit longer." It didn't take long for her knot to swell at the base and move up.
You let out a satisfied whimper as her cum painted your walls. "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!" The orgasm shocked your entire body. The tight knot in your stomach untied itself. You buried your face into a pillow to muffle your needy whine.
"No no no, let your alpha hear you!" She pulled your hair hard enough to pull your head up. Wanda kissed the now faded mark on your neck. Her hand massaged the bump in your stomach. "You're such a good omega, I love you so much."
You whined from the stimulation but didn't push her away. "Thank you." You whispered. The little strength you had left had all but evaporated and Wanda was the only thing holding you up right. "...Nap."
Wanda smiled and kissed your cheek. It had been a while since you'd reverted back to your mostly nonverbal ways. "Alright, but don't complain when you wake up sticky again."
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abbyromanoff · 1 year
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Gonna request an Alpha!Natasha with pregnant!omega!reader ;) but the angsty part is that reader past relationship was with Wanda, but she cheated on her w vision they had a rough break up after 1 month of the break-up reader discovers that she's pregnant w Wanda's pup, she goes to Wanda to resolve the situation but wands doesn't assume the child saying it's not hers, afterwards reader goes full pissed off and crying to Nat bc she doesn't know what to do and Nat says that she's gonna help raise the kid Months go by, and they fall for each other, only to the both of them confess after the birth of the twin girls when the visits are allowed wanda comes in to see the twins and reader gets protective and starts growling at her while Nat is scenting marking both of the pup's and reader
Ending fluffy bc it's Christmas time
(The pup's name can be Slavic cultured)
My Omega
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Pairings: Alpha!Natasha Romanoff x omega!reader, (past) Alpha!Wanda maximoff x reader
Word count: 2407
Warnings: ABO universe, pregnant reader, giving birth, cheating, angst, fluff, mentions of vomiting, think that’s all!
Summary: After you caught the love of your life, your alpha, cheating on you when you were pregnant, you left. Nat cared for you and took you in, caring for you the way Wanda never had. You couldn’t help but fall for her.
No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!
Grabbing the test you walked back to you and Wanda’s shared room, your heart full of joy as your life would forever change. You opened the door without knocking, seeming as it was your room so you assumed there was no need to announce your entrance. The sight you walked in on made your heart full of joy turn to an aching pain. Betrayal. That’s what it was. You felt betrayed seeing Wanda on top of Vision, the two in bed making out. She gasped and got off of the man hearing you walk in.
“Y-Y/N..” Your head shook back and forth, trying to convince yourself this was some time of dream, a nightmare. Her hands rested on your arms, the stick dropping in the process. She looked down for a moment before registering what it was, leaning down to pick it up.
“Baby, what is this?” You walked backwards slowly, her trying to follow you.
“No! Don’t go near me, you cheating bastard!” She flinched lightly at your words but continued to look at you with pure shock.
“Is it mine? Are these pups mine?” She gripped your arm tightly before you could leave, making you whine out in pain. She removed herself from your body, looking down at the red mark in shame.
“Yes they’re yours! Unlike you, I don’t cheat.” You could see the anger in her expression start to boil, scoffing in your face.
“Oh really? Because you seem to be real close with Nat, wouldn’t be surprised if you two fucked. Hey, maybe even it’s hers!” You fake laughed and ripped the test out of her hands aggressively.
“You’re fucking insane Wanda! You cheat on me and now you’re trying to also put the blame on me? What did I ever do to you?” At this point, Vision had already left. He must’ve gone through the walls like a coward. Nat was currently walking through the halls, planning on going to her room until she heard yelling. She knew it wasn’t her business, but when hearing her name she had to intervene. She stood close to the door, hearing every word filled with emotion. She could hear the hurt in your voice, the pain. And she could hear the anger in Wanda’s, she had no right. Even if Nat barely knew what was going on, she could understand by the words you two were shouting at one another. Wanda had cheated, Nat wishes she could say she was surprised. All of her sneaking around, it was suspicious. When she warned you, you only denied it saying she could never hurt you. But here she was, doing that exact thing.
She saw you run out of the room and stop in front of her, looking into her eyes with sorrow before continuing your voyage to your room. Wanda rushed out and made eye contact with the woman as well, a scowl marking her face. Nat considered going to your room, would you yell at her? Would you accept her caring nature? She decided to go with her guts and followed you, softly knocking on the door only for you to dismiss her. She didn’t give up though, she stayed there until you opened the wooden entrance and let her in.
“What do you need?”
“I don’t think it’s about what I need, what do you need?” You sighed and sat down on your bed, sitting criss crossed and codling your knees as support. She sat beside you and rested her hand upon your thigh, trying her best to soothe or comfort you. You grabbed the small tests and handed them to her, not being able to look at her shocked face.
“Oh. Oh, this- this is great! You’re going to have pups!” She said excitedly, only to remember why you were so down.
“But, not with Wanda?” You shook your head and tried your best not to let the tears flow once again, but when she cuddled you into her arms, you couldn’t stop it. You cried like a child into her shoulder while she whispered sweet nothings into your ear.
“It’s going to be alright.”
“How do you know that? I just caught my partner cheating on me when I was going to tell her that I’m pregnant, with her fucking pups!” You exclaimed loudly, the fear and hurt in your voice evident.
“I know it’s going to be alright because I'm going to be with you the whole time. I’ll take care of all of your needs, it’s what you deserve, what you need at this moment.” You felt bad. This wasn’t her job yet she was stepping up and doing what Wanda could never.
“Nat, I can’t ask you to do that.”
“You’re not asking, I’m telling you that’s what I’m going to do. I don’t care if they’re not mine, I will treat them as though I’m their mother. I will show you and these little pups so much love, you’ll even reconsider ever having Wanda by your side.” She muttered the last few words jokingly, getting the first laughs out of you in the night.
“See! I’m already doing amazing, aren’t I?” You nodded and she chuckled lightly before helping you get into bed, the crying and screaming making you tired. She got a bottle of water and rested it on the nightstand for when you awoke, along with an Advil pill as she knew you’d have a headache soon enough. You fell asleep quickly and she admired your peaceful state, one that she hasn’t had the privilege of seeing for awhile. Nat made her way down to Fury’s office and explained your situation, requesting that you and her would not have to go on mission until a few months after the baby is born and you’re all recovered. He agreed, already planning for this day with each omega in the building.
The months went by quickly, Nat keeping her promise and making sure you were healthy and happy. Every craving you had, she got, even in the dead of the night. Whenever you were bent over the toilet puking, she’d hold your hair back and cradle you afterwards. She’d figure out anything that made you nauseous and threw it all away, banning the team from having it in the compound until after you’ve given birth. When the pups kicked for the first time, she was there crying gently and talking to them as if they could hear her, she liked to believe that they could. Every doctor's appointment, she was there holding you. During the gender reveal, she cried when finding out she’d have two little girls. She’d pretend that they were hers sometimes, it made her smile. Touching your stomach alone made all her worries disappear, knowing that they’d be here soon enough. She’d sing them lullabies, ones that her mother sang to her and Yelena when she was little. Whenever you two slept in the same nest, her arm would protectively wrap around your stomach. And when she slept alone, she’d toss and turn relentlessly. She knew she was falling for you, if anything, she has loved you since you were with Wanda. For the longest time, she tried to deny it, deny her feelings for you. She tried so hard, even going so far as to try and ignore you for weeks to months. But it was too hard, she couldn’t go a day without seeing your beautiful face. And when she heard about Wanda cheating, she knew that was her time to step in and be what she could never. She gave you time, let you adjust to the new heart break that Wanda left behind. But she wanted you to be hers once and for all, she wanted you as her omega, not anyone else. She wanted to mark you as her own, no, she needed to.
The moment your water broke, she went into action. It was terrifying, all the practice and training went to waste as she panicked. But she kept it under control, monitoring your contractions and getting you to the med bay as fast as possible. She didn’t trust hospitals, she wanted someone she knew to deliver your baby. You both agreed to give birth in the compound’s medical wing, it was faster and more efficient anyways.
You pushed and pushed, yelling at the doctors and even at Nat who was supporting your back and holding your hand. When the first baby started crowning, she moved to watch as tears escaped her, her pups were finally here. They were hers, she may not be related to them biologically, but they were still hers. The first was born, Alla. You both took months to decide good names but eventually figured the perfect ones out, Alla and Ania. They were Slavic cultured, Alla being a mix between Russian and Ukrainian meaning up while Ania meant grace. She held her baby like it was the last time, cradling her small face with her finger. The nurse took her and Nat prepared to help you push out the second, well, give you emotional support.
Not long after you got to hold your little girls, Alla in your left arm and Ania in your right. Nat leaned over your body and stared at the two with love in her eyes, she couldn’t believe it, her pups were finally here. Her little own family was together. The nurse soon took your bundle of joys into the other room while you were left there with Nat.
“Oh Y/N, you did amazing today, I’m so proud of you. You pushed out two little angels all by yourself, you did such a great job, baby.” You leaned into her touch, staring at her lips as she did the same.
“Y/N…”
“Please, I need this. I want you to kiss me, make me yours.” She complied and connected her lips with yours, it felt like heaven. The moment you both have been dreaming for finally happened, you were connected.
“C-can I mark you?” She asked in a low whisper, seemingly nervous for your response. You only nodded and she smiled before moving down to the junction between your neck and shoulder, biting and sucking the skin lightly. You moaned lightly as her saliva hit your scent gland, completely marking you as her own. She looked you in the eyes and gave you a teeth showing grin before resting her forehead against your own.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” You silently agreed with her before yawning, being quite exhausted after giving birth.
“Rest, my love. I’ll be right here when you wake up.” You let your eyes shut as sleep took over you. Nat moved a strand of hair away from your face before kissing your cheek softly.
After two days, you were finally able to take the pups. You both held them carefully and walked over to the team as they all excitedly held and cradled the baby as you two did not long ago. They all congratulated you before catching their eye on your neck, you put your hair in front of it nervously as a way to cover it up. You could see Wanda out of the corner of your eye glaring at you and Nat. As much as she wanted to hold the baby, you didn’t let her just yet. She ran upstairs, causing you to glance at her before Nat turned your attention back to your friends and now, family.
Later that night, you and Nat placed the pups in their cots and got ready for bed happily. Nat went to go grab a glass of water and a book she left downstairs when you heard a knock on the door. Opening it you were greeted by the sight of a teary-eyed Wanda.
“W-Wanda, what are you doing here?” She sighed and looked down but shot her head back up when hearing a soft giggle from Alla.
“I came here to see my pups, they’re not just yours and they sure as hell aren’t Nat’s.”
“Oh really? Weren’t you the one insisting that they were Nat’s when you cheated on me?” She tried getting through the door but you stopped her short, blocking her from seeing the two. She was about to forcefully move you until a loud growl-like sound came from behind her. Wanda turned to see who it was but was met by Nat’s angry glare.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She asked, her arms crossing against her chest. Wanda didn’t back down, she stood proudly and returned the look.
“I’m going to see my pups, that’s what I’m doing.” You speed walked towards the two and protected them from the women fighting at the doorway. They wailed heavily, making Nat look over at them in fear and protection. She pushed Wanda aside and carefully took Ania and Alla in her arms, kissing each of their precious little faces while rocking them back and forth. She whispered sweet words to the two as Wanda scurried off, muttering a small ‘fucking bitch’ under her breath. When the crying came to a stop, Nat settled them back down and let you lay down in the nest.
“Thank you Natty.” She smiled and laid beside you, peppering little pecks on your lips. Her arms wrapped around you protectively, the same way she’d do when you were pregnant.
“There’s no need to thank me, you know I’d do anything to protect our family.” You were so grateful for her, she never even got mad at you. She went from yelling at Wanda to holding you tightly, you were the only exception.
“Ijust want you to know how much I love and appreciate you, the little ones too. They’re going to grow up loving their momma and mommy, I bet they’ll like you more, you’ll spoil them rotten I know it.” Hearing you call her the pups momma made water leak from her green eyes. She couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped her from your last words, you were right. She would give those little angels anything they ever wanted and more.
“Oh baby, I’m going to love and cherish you forever, I love you so much.” She placed kisses all over your sweet face before speaking once more.
“Rest now, my little omega. I’ll be right here when you wake up, I promise.”
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mostlymarvelsstuff · 2 years
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Kinktober 2022
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Drabble #1: Natasha (Top Natasha)
Drabble #2: Wanda (Dom Mommy Wanda)
Drabble #3: WandaNat (Dom Daddy Reader)
Drabble #4: Natasha (Alpha Natasha)
Drabble #5: Wanda (Top Reader)
Drabble #6: WandaNat (Top WandaNat)
Drabble #7: Natasha (Dom Daddy Reader)
Drabble #8: Wanda (Alpha Reader)
Drabble #9: WandaNat (Dom WandaNat)
Drabble #10: Natasha (Switch Natasha)
Drabble #11: Wanda (Alpha Wanda)
Drabble #12: WandaNat (Top Nat & Y/n)
Drabble #13: Natasha (Alpha Reader)
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kasshole69 · 2 years
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truly, madly, deeply - 2
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader, Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff, (eventual) Natasha Romanoff x Reader, (eventual) Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Summary: You’d been living a good life, well as good as it could get with how full of lies it was. Why? It was the only way to get by when you were an unmated omega with an uneasy past. That's all flipped on its head when you see a matching soul mark on two certain avenger, leaving your lies to crumble right in front of your face.
A/N: okay so now this is where stuff happens lol. i crossposted this on ao3 under the name kasshole and it felt like it got really big just overnight so ill probably post there first (also im not very good at using tumblr) whoop whoop anyways on to the chapter!
chapter 1 chapter 3 ao3
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Your two friends rushed you to the hospital as fast as they possibly could. What the hell happened? Yeah, lately you hadn’t been feeling good, but when did it get so bad that you were passing out? Brooke carried you into the hospital doors, and a couple nurses rushed over to ask what happened.
“We don’t know! She was having trouble walking this morning, and then doubled over in pain and completely passed out.” Lexi explains, and Brooke gently sets you down on a bed that a nurse had gotten ready.
One of the nurses had paged a doctor, who made their way over to ask a few questions. “How long has she been feeling pain?”
Lexi shrugs empathetically. “We aren’t entirely sure, but she’s been missing work every now and again these past 3 month. It just never seemed this bad.”
“Alright. We are going to take her back to do a few tests and see what’s happening. One of the nurses can lead the two of you to the room she’ll be staying in,” the doctor said before taking two nurses with him further into the hospital.
After about 2 hours, a nurse came back to your room for the time being, pushed your unconscious self in your bed, and hooked up an IV and heart monitor to your body. She stated that the doctor would be coming in after he got the test results.
You looked terrible. Lexi and Brooke had seen you sick before but never to this extent. Your skin was as pale as paper with deep purple bags under your eyes. It genuinely looked like you were on death’s doorstep. Little did they know that you were.
The doctor entered the room with a solemn look. It was hard to reach a conclusion with you still being asleep, but all the tests lead to one answer. Touch Deprivation, common in omegas who have unknowingly met their soulmates or have lost their soulmates. Without proper care it will only get worse, eventually turning fatal.
“Seeing as you stated that she has been in pain for about 3 months and hasn’t gotten much physical contact in that time, we don’t have a lot of options. Do you know if she’s come into contact with her soulmate? Looking at her medical records, it doesn’t seem like she has met them yet,” the doctor explained, giving Lexi and Brooke a hopeful look. If you had met them, all they needed to do was find them and they could start the recovery process.
Lexi and Brooke felt a sense of dread overcome them. Was this because you knew who your soulmates were? Did they unknowingly help you nearly kill yourself?
“As far as I know she hasn’t met them, but she does know who they are,” Lexi says in a small voice, feeling like she is betraying your trust.
“She does? Is there a reason she is avoiding them? If they are abusive we will keep a close eye on them while they are here.”
Lexi looks down at her feet. “It’s not that. She just… she didn’t want to meet them. Her reasoning made sense at the time but now…”
The doctor frowns. “Well, do you know who her soulmate is?” —————————— You could feel yourself starting to wake, but moving felt like such a hassle. Honestly, you can’t remember the last time you weren’t woken up by an outside source; whether that be your alarm, your roommates, or like more recently; searing pain. It feels like it’s been ages since you’ve been this comfortable; covered in a warm blanket, laying on a warm pillow with deft hands lightly combing through your hair. Wait, hands?
Before you’ve completely processed that thought, you're instinctively pushing yourself and the assailant off opposite sides of the twin sized bed. You hear them let out a yelp, clearly not expecting to be thrown off, and you hit the ground hard. Sitting up, you take in your surroundings and realize you’re in a… hospital? You follow the cord of the IV in your arm to the connected bag and blaring heart monitor right next to it. You can hear your attacker get up, looking around to find you. You back up, heart racing, before they finally face you, and you see one of the last faces you were wanting to see.
Wanda Maximoff.
She looks at you with a shocked, concerned expression, saying something you don’t pay any attention to because of the fact that one of your godforsaken soulmates is right in front of you, and has been coddling you in this tiny bed for God knows how long. Right as you’re about to say something, the door to the room flies open. Three nurses and a doctor, all with frantic expressions burst into the room, taking in the scene until they see you sitting on the ground. Once they spot you their tension seems to dissipate, and the doctor takes a step towards you.
“Oh, thank goodness. It was just a false alarm,” presumably referring to the still blaring heart monitor. “Glad to see you're finally awake, Kass,” the doctor says, helping you up from the ground while a nurse went around the two of you to turn off the heart monitor.
“What happened?”
“You were brought here by your roommates yesterday morning when you passed out,” the doctor answered.
Passed out? You hardly remembered yesterday morning, it felt more like trying to remember a dream than something that actually happened. And this happened yesterday? If this happened yesterday then-
“I have work! Do they know I’m-“
“From my knowledge, your roommates have contacted your workplace and have been handling everything you might have missed.” Hearing that, you let out a relieved sigh. Lexi and Brooke are handling things for you and you couldn’t be happier. God, you had no idea what you would do if you were alone.
The doctor takes out their clipboard full of important-looking papers. “Now to get on to exactly why you're here. After you were brought here, we ran some tests while you were unconscious. From the results and the testimony from your roommates, we deduced that you are suffering from touch deprivation, which can be fatal in some cases.”
Shit. This was the last thing you expected it to be. You know for a fact you hadn’t accidentally met one of your soulmates before today and seeing as you spent so much time with Lexi and Brooke, this never seemed like a possibility. How did this happen? Was it a mental thing?
The doctor continued saying, “Seeing as the pain got so bad that you had passed out from it, along with the fact that your roommates said this had been going on for at least 3 months, without having gotten any treatment this was becoming fatal rather quickly. If we weren’t able to find one of your soulmates so fast, we wouldn’t have been able to do much for you.”
You had looked at Wanda, who was looking rather timid and was unable to make eye contact with you, not at all looking like the fierce and unforgiving alpha the media painted her to be.
This was all too much, you had nearly died and for what? For your freedom? Look at where that got you, the exact place you didn’t want to be. You put your head in your hands, trying to fight back the tears threatening to spill from your eyes. Everything was going to change now, you would have to move in with the Avengers, probably quit your job with how far the compound was from the city. You hated this, being unable to control the changes that were being thrust upon you.
The doctor must’ve been able to sense your distressed pheromones telling you, “You have been making stellar progress as you’ve been asleep, you certainly aren’t in as much pain as before, correct?” You looked back up and slowly nodded. “Fantastic, the steps to recovery are rather simple, you and Wanda will be staying here for another day or so, or until the pain is completely gone. The two of you will need to make physical contact as much as possible, whatever form that takes is up to the two of you. Also scenting is known to ease the pain as well, or marking, which is known to relieve the pain immediately.”
“Um, I think I’ll just stick to physical contact, thanks. Is there anything else?” you asked, hoping to get a second to process everything.
“Not at the moment, some nurses will come back in shortly to do a check up and bring some food. Is there anything you need from me?”
“Nope,” you quickly stated. God, how you just wanted some peace and quiet, already feeling a headache start to fester but now you questioned whether it came from your annoyance or from your recent diagnosis.
“Alright, I’ll come back later to check and see how things are going. If you need anything let one of the nurses know,” the doctor said before him and the rest of the nurses left the room, leaving just you and Wanda alone once again.
The two of you stared at each other for a long minute, seeing who would break the ice. You were giving the alpha a cold stare, clearly making her uncomfortable seeing as she was giving you the same timid look whilst anxiously shifting her feet. You quickly got bored of the intimidation, turning around in the bed to lay down facing away from her. You hear her move but don’t realize how close she is until you can feel the bed dip from her taking a seat right next to you.
You freeze up, stopping yourself from wanting to move closer since the painful tingling was starting to come back and she was the only thing that would relieve the pain.
Wanda takes a deep breath before softly saying, “I’m sorry this is happening to you.”
Sorry? Why is she sorry? You both know she played no part in this happening to you. She doesn’t even know you, so why the hell should she care?
“Yeah,” you state coldly. You do not want to talk to her, you don’t even want to think about her. There were so many thoughts swirling through your head right now. Thoughts about why Wanda is here. Why did she come and help you? What’s in it for her? Thoughts that just keep contradicting each other. One part of you wants to get as far from Wanda as possible, while the stupid omega part of you wants her to get impossibly close because she just smells so good and having her hold you felt unbelievably nice. You had too much pride to just give in like that though, so even though it hurt you didn’t move.
She speaks again, “I’m glad you're getting better. We were all worried about you.”
“Why?” you say in the same tone as before.
“What?” Wanda asks, clearly confused.
“Why were you worried? Why do you care?” you say as you sit up to face her. You stare at her confused expression with a scowl.
“I- um, because you're my soulmate?” she says, even more confused than you. You knew she was going to say something along those lines and it did nothing but piss you off.
“So? You don’t know me! I could be a criminal! A murderer or, or, something! Why would you save someone you don’t even know?” you nearly yell at her. It pissed you off to no end. Why would she help someone let themselves get to this point? Someone who wouldn’t even take themselves to the doctor so as to not damage their pride.
Wanda’s face scrunches up in anger and comes back at you with the same amount of force, “What difference does any of that make? I would’ve helped you whether you were my soulmate or not, but it’s because you are that I was able to help you! Not only that, but it’s kind of in my biology to want to help you!”
“I don’t want your help!”
That seemed to have struck a nerve in Wanda because her face didn’t hold anymore anger, replaced with sadness as she seemed to shrink in on herself. Looking at you with confusion and grief, “Why?”
“Because I don’t know you! You might be fine with helping whoever, but I’m not fine with whoever helping me, especially not with the kind treatment I need!”
If your first statement didn’t hurt Wanda, this one certainly did. She looked down, fiddling with her hands. She looked like a kicked puppy. Maybe it was the omega side of you that was making you feel this way but, you couldn’t help feeling guilty looking at her. You could understand why she was upset to an extent, not only was it just pure instinct that made her want to care for you, but helping people was what she did for a living.
“Sorry, I just-“
“No, it’s okay. I understand,” she says as she looks up at you with a solemn smile.
Before either of you can say anything else, a nurse comes in with a tray of food. Wanda had moved to a chair near your bed so as to not be in the way of the nurse. She gives you the usual check up, making sure everything looks normal and noting the amount of pain you are in and giving you some medication to help the recovery process go a little bit faster. The nurse asks if you need anything and leaves you to your meal. It’s just a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a chocolate chip cookie, which you are glad for since you weren’t super hungry when you woke up. Although, this was a much more difficult task than it should be. You can hardly pick up a spoonful of the soup without your hand viscously shaking. Just as you're about to give up and just eat your cookie, Wanda moves to get up before sitting right back down.
You look at her with furrowed brows and ask, “What?”
She looks back up at you, “Oh-um, I was wondering if you wanted some help?”
You really don’t want to say yes, you want to be able to feed yourself without anyone's help. But you know you need to eat and that you can’t finish this soup on your own. You look back down at your bowl of soup and let out a small, “Yes.”
It’s easy to tell that she didn’t expect for you to say yes by the way she looks so pleasantly surprised. She comes over and sits on the side of the bed like before but slightly closer. You can tell she is trying to hide her smile but she is failing terribly. She grabs a bowl and leans in close, grabbing a spoonful of soup and guiding it to your mouth. You hadn’t been doted on like this since you were a child. Wanda was clearly enjoying this much more than you were, wiping the sides of your mouth with a napkin each time some soup dribbled out. While you weren’t enjoying this as much as Wanda seemed to have been, it admittedly felt nice. It was hard not to smile back at her when she looked so happy to be doing this and when you did her smile increased tenfold.
As you finished up the last of the soup you could feel yourself become drowsy but you knew you wouldn’t be able to fall asleep with the constant prickling on your skin. You watched Wanda take the bowl and clean up a little whilst you eat your cookie.
A flood of questions you did not know the answer to started coming back. Why was she cleaning up after you? What was in it for her? Why’d she look so happy when she was helping you? Why’d it feel so nice to have her help you? Could someone who felt so much enjoyment from helping you be that bad?
Would it really be that bad to let her help you?
It was so hard to find an answer to that question, feeling like the only reason your mind wants you near her is because of your genetics, not your actual feelings. You did not know Wanda Maximoff and from what the media thinks for her she does not seem like someone you’d want to be around. But if she was going to hurt you wouldn’t she have already? God. You felt like you had an angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other with your conflicting thoughts and questions about Wanda, and you couldn’t tell if the thoughts rooting for Wanda were from the angel or the devil.
Before you can start any more debate with yourself, Wanda turns back to you with a smile on her face and hands on her hips, looking proud to have helped. It took all of your willpower not to match her goofy grin. Wanda is about to say something before you let out a big yawn, closing your eyes and covering your mouth. She lets out a small giggle and you give her the stink eye.
“What’s so funny?”
“Sorry, I just- you're really cute when you yawn,” Wanda says with a giggle and smile.
That makes your face heat up a hundred degrees. As to not cause yourself any more embarrassment, you lay down in bed and face the opposite direction.
Wanda lets out a sigh before saying, “You're probably tired so you should get some rest and I’ll just stay in this chair. If you start feeling any pain again let me know.”
You can hear the chair scrape against the floor as Wanda takes a seat again. You can feel your eyes start to droop and desperately want to go to sleep but know from previous experiences that sleeping when it felt like someone was constantly pinching you all over your body was going to be a difficult task.
You were probably tossing and turning for 20 minutes before Wanda asked, “Are you okay?”
You let out a huff and start to grind your teeth. It’s not like you want to be in pain but how are you supposed to feel comfortable laying with someone you hardly know? Did you feel uncomfortable when you woke up though? She was so gentle when combing through your hair and she just smelt so-
“Kass?”
You look back at Wanda standing over you now looking at you with a soft but concerned expression. It feels as if the longer you look at her the more you want to be close to her, the more you want to be surrounded by her delicious scent. Without saying a word you turn back over and scoot further away from her, leaving enough space for her to slip into the bed behind you. When she doesn’t seem to get the hint, you look back at her and see her still standing there now looking confused with a small pout on her face. It is so hard to not smile at the cute expression she’s making, so you quickly turn back around and say, “Come on.”
Wanda then slips into the bed beside you and wraps her arms around you. You slightly maneuver yourself to get comfortable before stating, “Okay, some ground rules. No unnecessary touching and no scenting. Got it?”
“Got it. Anything else?” Wanda asks.
“Um, can you comb my hair with your fingers again? It, um, it felt nice.”
You can hear the smile in Wanda’s voice when she replies with, “Of course, sweetheart.”
Wanda’s fingers in your hair, her warmth and her scent fill your heart with such a warm sensation you can’t help but smile as you close your eyes and succumb to sleep faster than you’d ever had before.
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Our Omega
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Pairing: Alpha!WandaNat x Omega!Reader
Word Count: 5155
Warnings: Smut, Wanda and Nat have a penis, Soft!Nat, Rough!Wanda, Heat, Mating mark, Knotting, Breeding, Someone tries to attack reader but Wanda and Nat stop them, Hints to lactation kink, I really don't think there is much else.
A/n: I really hope this isn't shit. I really liked writing this. Wanda isn't too rough in this one but definitely rougher than Nat. Just sweet alphas who don't treat their sweet Omega like shit.
NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN
The door chimes causing your gaze to lift to the opening door. You’re shocked to see the people walking through the door. The Avengers have just walked through the door of your small bakery. Leading the group is the pack leader along with her mate. Natasha Romanoff and Wanda Maximoff, two alpha’s. The rest of the mostly alpha pack followed close behind. Normally so many alpha’s in an area won’t bother you but with you so close to your heat and being an unmated omega is making it difficult with all of them around. You put on a mask knowing you need to be your best when the most famous people in the world are in your bakery. 
With a wide smile you greet the group. “Hi, I’m Y/n. We have a wide array of baked goods for you to choose from. Just let me know what you would like and I’ll get them all ready for you.” Wanda tilts her head looking at you curiously but you just give her soft smile back. Nat is also watching you but you can’t seem to read her. The gaze of both the alpha’s on you causes a light dusting of pink to cover your cheeks.  The rest of the group looked around to see what they wanted to eat. 
Nat clears her throat. “Everyone wait outside.” She demands the rest. “But I want to look.” Tony whines. Nat turns to look at the rest. “I said wait outside. We will get everyone something.”  Nat’s demanding tone has your inner omega wanting to submit causing you to shrink in on yourself. As the rest go to wait outside the two alpha’s turn back to you noticing you’re dropped head and smaller form. “I’m so sorry mega. I thought it would be easier without everyone.” 
You wanted to be thankful for what she did but at the same time you need to be able to handle a room full of alpha’s if you want to have a successful business. But you know she just meant well by her actions. You lift your head and give her a small smile. Brushing off your previous distress and ready to help the two women with everything they need. 
With less alpha’s in the room their scents invade your senses. One of their scents laced with cinnamon and spices, reminding you of fall. The other smelling of sweet vanilla. Both of their scents are intoxicating already. Both women are very attractive but you know you can’t think like that they are already a mated pair and they probably wouldn’t want an omega like you. So you push it out of your mind and focus on running your business.
“What can I get for you?” You ask the women. They look around for a minute before Nat speaks up. “Two of everything.” You can’t help the look of shock at the woman's order. “A-are you sure?” She gives you a kind smile. “Yes please.”  You nod and start moving around to get everything you need. “Of course. I’ll have everything ready for you in a few minutes.” You move around the area gracefully. Throwing in a few extras as you go. Wanting nothing more than to satisfy the Avengers. 
You can feel their eyes following you but you are in your groove currently. Once you are done with everything they come up to the counter and Natasha pulls out her wallet. You wave your hands and shake your head. “No, no, no. It’s on the house, my treat. You guys do so much for the city. The least I can do is give you guys some food.” Nat shakes her head back at you. “I’m not sure your boss would like that. Also I insist.” She starts pulling out money ready to pay. “I’m actually the owner so I can give you whatever I want.” You tell the alpha. You would normally never talk back to an alpha, especially an Avenger but you want to get your point across. But neither of them are going to take no for an answer. Wanda takes some money out of Nat’s hands and gives it to you. You look down at the cash and back up at the alpha’s. You can tell by the looks on their faces that they will not take no for an answer. So you look back down at the cash in your hand and gasps. “This is way too much.” In your hand is almost $500 dollars, way more than what it cost to get everything. 
Both alpha’s shake their heads. “Keep it. You deserve it.” Wanda says. She has the softest and kindest smile you have ever seen. “I-I-I don’t think I can take this.” You stutter trying to hand some of the money back but neither of them will have it. Wanda takes your hands in hers. “Please take it.” You look at her hands around yours and then back up to her face. A small blush covering your face when you nod. “Okay.” You say barely above a whisper. She smiles before she and Nat take the baked goods, making their way out leaving you shocked. 
That is how your friendship with the Avengers started. After that day you saw at least one of them once a week. Sometimes alone and sometimes the whole team would come in. You built a friendship with each member but as they continue to come a crush on the two women formed. They were always so sweet and kind with you. Nat plays up a big persona of being hard and little emotion but you can see right through that facade. Which only makes your crush grow stronger, but you know you can’t act on it. So you leave it at that just a crush. 
With the Avengers frequenting your bakery your business picks up exponentially. You had to hire more employees to help you keep up. One of those being your best friend Kate Bishop. You thank the Avengers for their business and the fact they have brought in more customers for you. Always trying to give them free food but none of them ever take it. 
Today wasn’t like other days. You had 3 call offs and your heat was quickly approaching. You thought that you had a few more days but as the day drags on you know you won’t make it. You have already called Kate who had the day off hoping she could cover. She of course said she would but it would take her some time to get there. So now you’re fighting your heat and just waiting for her to get here. 
The room is filled with alpha's, some of them pausing to look at you. A hungry look in their eyes as they realize what is going on with you. You want to run and hide but you can’t leave the store unattended so you suck it up the best you can. That is until a wave of burning stabbing pain hits your lower abdomen. You wrap your arms around your stomach, hunching over as you hold in a whimper. You don’t even hear the ringing of the bell as another patron enters the building. Another stronger wave has you crumbling to the ground, a whimper escaping your lips. 
You can now faintly hear a commotion but you can’t focus on the words or voices. You look up seeing an alpha about to jump over the counter when they are pulled back harshly. There is a commanding roar of an alpha that causes you to whine and bare your neck waiting for the alpha to approach. You wish your inner omega was stronger but with your heat here you can’t control it. Two alpha’s approach you quickly crouching down next to you. You let out another whine and strain your neck more. 
“Oh milaya, none of that.” Wanda’s hand cups your cheek. Both of their scents invade your senses, calming you down slightly. You can’t help but nuzzle her hand causing her and the other woman to smile at you. A whimper escapes as another wave of pain courses through you. Leaving the women concerned for you. They have been falling for you just as much as you for them but they were worried you wouldn’t like them back or want to be involved with Avengers. 
Just then Kate rushes in the door, her eyes scanning the room seeing that there had been a scuffle. Concerned for your safety when she can’t see you. She knows your heat is close, that is until she catches a whiff of your scent. She knows that you have gone into heat and how dangerous it is for you to have been here. She rushes around the counter stopping when she sees you curled in on yourself as Nat and Wanda crouch next to you. Wanda’s hand is still on your cheek. She lets out a growl at the woman. She knows that you aren’t in any danger with them but she instinctively wants to protect you while you’re so vulnerable. Neither of them move their concern only on you. 
“Kate, we are here to help. We don’t want to hurt her.” Nat speaks calmly to the other omega. Kate looks from them back to you. She can see you, how you're trying to nuzzle in further to Wanda. She lets out a sigh. “Sorry alpha.” She puts her head down. Becoming part of the Avengers pack as Yelena’s omega has gotten her close to them and she didn’t want to disrespect the pack leader. “It’s ok. I know you are only trying to protect your friend.” Nat moves closer to you leaning down and moving to pick you up. She acts slowly to give you the chance to pull away but you don’t. It makes the woman smile as she picks you up. You quickly wrap yourself tightly around her and nuzzle into her scent gland. Breathing in her cinnamon scent that calms you. 
“I think we will take her to the compound, she will be safe there. I don’t trust that after those alphas coming after her that she will be safe. They could easily follow her home.” Nat speaks to both Wanda and Kate. They both nod in agreement. “Kate, do you have this here?” Nat asks as she holds you closer to her. “Yeah I think I got this.” Kate replies before the door chimes. All three women go on defense growling at the scent of another alpha but all calm when they realize who it is. Kate’s mate Yelena struts through the door holding up her hands in surrender to the three as you whimper in Nat’s arms. 
Yelena smirks at the older alpha when she sees you in her arms, wrapped tightly around the woman like a koala. Nat rolls her eyes when she sees how her sister is looking at her. “Lena!” Kate says bouncing over to her and throwing her arms around her neck pecking her lips. Yelena’s hands placed firmly on Kate’s hips. “Yel help Kate out here we are taking Y/n to the compound. Some alphas attacked so maybe help her clean up a bit.” Yelena looks around at the mess brows furrowed as Nat speaks. That is until she catches your sweet scent. Instantly understanding your predicament and understanding why the three were growling at her as she came in the door. 
“Please be careful you two.” Wanda tells the alpha and her omega, handing Kate some money. Kate looks at the money and then back up to Wanda confused. “For damages.” Wanda explains. Kate is about to argue back about that but the look Wanda gives her tells her there is no room for that. She is second in command of the pack and will not take no for an answer. So Kate gives her a nod moving to start cleaning up the place, Yelena helping her mate clean as the two women leave with you. 
Once the alphas get you to the compound they take you to the spare bedroom next to theirs not wanting to overstep any boundaries you might have. It has been hard for them to fight their inner alphas to not to just claim you as theirs. You’re currently wrapped around Wanda tightly as she walks into the room. She goes to put you on the bed but you don’t let go. “Malyshka can you let go?” She asks softly, but your only response is to shake your head and whine. Being in their arms is the most comfort you have had in a long time dulling the ache.
So the women decide to take you into their own room. If it provides you the comfort you need they will take the suffering to make you feel even the slightest bit better. Wanda sits down on the bed with you still wrapped around her. Your head in her neck as you let her scent drown out your senses. Nat walked away from the two of you for a few minutes before coming back. In her arms is a plethora of blankets. She sets them on the bed next to Wanda. “Detka?” She crouches down in front of you two and says softly. “Can you please come out? I brought you blankets for a nest.” Her voice is still soft, watching you for any movement. 
Slowly you pull your head out, eyes landing on the pile. You hesitantly move not wanting to leave the comfort of the alpha but your inner omega is telling you to build your nest. “Thank you Nat.” You whisper, taking the blankets and moving to a corner of the room. It has been a losing battle to fight your inner omega who just craves the women. But you don’t want to overstep too much so you build your nest in the corner. You crawl into it moving things around till you’re comfortable. 
Being around the alphas has dulled your pain. It is still there but in less intense waves, but the slick has increased. You can now feel it coating your thighs. The two have watched you intently, hard uncomfortable bulges in their pants. Wanting nothing more than to claim you as their own. It isn’t until your small voice breaks the silence in the room that they break from the trance. “Alphas?” You whimper. The women quickly move over to you concerned that something could be wrong. You look up to them with tears in your eyes, scared to ask anything more of them but craving their comfort. 
Wanda’s hand gently cups your face, her thumb rubbing over your cheek gently. “Yes, omega. Do you need anything?” Wanda’s softness makes you purr as you nuzzle. “Please stay.” Your voice is barely above a whisper, but they hear you. The women share a look before they agree. Nat gets in front of you which you instantly cuddle into her side, your head instinctively nuzzling into her neck. Wanda slots herself behind you. Both of them cuddle you tightly. 
Nat notices it instantly, your warm slick slowly coating her thigh. You start grinding against her thigh. Your brain is not even registering it until you let out a soft moan. A look of panic crossing your face when you realize what you are doing. “I-I-I’m sorry.” You try to pull away but their arms wrapping around you tightly keeps you in place. “What do you need mega?” Wanda kisses your shoulder and mumbles. You let out another whine at her words wanting to beg them to use you, breed you, mark you, to become their mate. “We can’t help you if you don’t tell us, sweet girl.” Nat kisses your forehead letting her lips linger there. 
You look up to the woman in front of you. “I want you, both of you.” You whisper. They are both slightly shocked but not entirely due to your recent actions. Nat’s hand cups your cheek. “Are you sure? This isn’t just your heat?” You shake your head no at her words. “Wanted you for a while. Didn’t think you wanted me. I’m nothing special.” You look down out of embarrassment waiting for the rejection, but it doesn’t come. Nat’s finger hooks under your chin, making you look back up  at her. She gently kisses your lips before pulling back your breaths mingling together in the open space. “We want you too, and you are special. You are the most kind and gentle person we have ever met.” 
It’s so quick that you don’t even notice. Wanda’s arms are removed from you and Nat has pushed you on your back hovering over you. “If you want us to stop or you change your mind you can tell us.” Nat tells you gently pecking your lips. “Are you sure you want this mega?” Wanda asks you. You nod your head. “We need words pretty girl.” You look at Wanda who is laying on her side with her head propped on her hand. “Want you.” Was the only words that slipped past your lips. In an instant with red whisps all of your clothes are gone. You look at Wanda a bit shocked, a smirk playing on her lips. 
Soon the alphas' clothes soon follow. Their rock hard cocks springing free of their confines. You feel Nat’s slap against your stomach causing you to look down. Your eyes widen at her sheer size wondering how she will fit. Your eyes then trail to Wanda. She looks even bigger than Nat, not by much but a noticeable difference. You can feel more of your slick coating your thighs as you whine. 
Nat kisses your head as her hand guides her cock to your folds. Swiping through them coating herself in your arousal, her tip nudging against your sensitive bundle of nerves. You let out a moan as she keeps nudging. When she is satisfied, she moves the tip down to your entrance, looking at you for your confirmation that you're still ok. When you give her a nod, she slowly starts to push in. Slowly sinking her cock into your wet and warm cunt. 
“Fuck so tight.” Nat moans as your walls clamp around her member. You’re so thankful for your heat, your slick allowing her to slip in easily. You wrap your legs around her waist as she sinks in further. When her thighs meet your ass you gasp at the fullness. You’ve never felt this full in your life and it feels so right. 
Nat gives you some time to adjust to the stretch fighting her inner alpha to just pound into you mercilessly. Wanda turns your head leaning in to kiss you. Her hands reach between your bodies as she finds your breasts. Her fingers expertly tweaking your nipples causing you to moan in her mouth distracting you from the fact that Nat has pulled almost all the way out before sinking back in. Her pace is slow at first just getting used to you. You feel so good and she doesn’t want to cum too early. 
When Nat feels like she can, her pace quickens. She fucks into you gently, her thrust deep as she angle just right. Hitting your spot deep inside. Wanda’s mouth is still on yours as she swallows all of your moans. Enjoying your full breast in her hands, groping at pinching her nipples as her mate fucks into you. 
You don’t expect the alpha to be so gentle as she fucks you but it feels so good from her. Her caring and soft side showed through with every thrust of her hips. She leans up grabbing your hips watching as her cock disappears into your hole. Entranced by your sweet scent and how you take her so well. How your hips buck into her to meet her thrust trying to get her that much deeper. The outline of her cock bulging from your skin, she presses down and a loud moan is escaping you. She looks back up to watch as Wanda devours you, catching every whimper and moan until you can’t keep up anymore. 
“So pretty and made for us. Taking me so well.” Nat praises you. “So perfectly wrapped around my cock squeezing me so tight. Fuck.” She moans when you clench. Your panting, eyes closed as your orgasm builds. One of Wanda’s hands drifting down between both of your bodies finding your bundle of nerves pinching it between her fingers. You cry out in pleasure and pain as she continues. Both women bring you so close to the edge. Your walls squeezing Nat tight, her grunts and moans filling your ears. Her knot starts to form hitting against your entrance, just begging to fill you. 
Wanda’s hand continues toying with your clit as Nat drives her hips into you. Your legs are slightly shaking around Nat’s hips. She leans back down the more her knot swells. You're both close to cumming. She kisses your scent gland sending small waves of pleasure. Her hips become more erratic when her knot fully forms. Slamming against your entrance. With a few more thrust her knot pops in and her teeth sink into your neck. You cry out in ecstasy as your orgasm washes over you. She marks you claiming you as her omega. Filling you with her cum as your back arches. Grinding into you as white hot ropes of cum fill you. Your cum coating her cock as your walls squeeze her knot, milking her dry. She lets your neck go and licks your wound clean. You look up at her curious and hopeful eyes. She smiles and leans her head giving you access to the opposite side from where Wanda bit. You lean up sinking your teeth in her scent gland. She moans out and you don’t know how it is possible but you can feel a few more spurts of cum filling you. Which just causes you to moan around her bite. You release her and lick it clean just as she had done for you. 
You’re both panting, Nat’s knot locking you together until it deflates. Wanda’s hands move away giving you two a chance to bond. Nat takes the time to gently move you both so that you are on your side. You feel the bond growing strong as you bask in the aftermath. She gently kisses your lips before leaning her forehead against yours. The room is silent until you break it. “Thank you.” You whisper between you two. Nat smiles. “No need to thank me detka. I have been wanting to do that for a long time.” The three of you laugh. It’s funny how you all wanted each other but none of you thought the other would. “Me too.” You smile, your breath still heavy between you two. 
When Nat’s knot finally deflates she removes herself from you. You let out a whimper at the lost feeling empty as your mixed cum leaks out of you. Wanda kisses your shoulder and mumbles against the naked skin. “My turn malyshka. I want you to ride me.” You look back at her, your eyes wide. “I-I’ve never.” You stutter a little having never ridden anyone before. She kisses your shoulder again. “That’s ok detka. You’re going to look so beautiful bouncing on my cock.” 
You feel Wanda shift as she lays on her back. You turn yourself to look at her. She has her hands behind her head and her cock standing proud. You don’t know how she was so patient when you look at her cock. Her tip is angry red and pre-cum has leaked all down her shaft. Her hand moves to wrap around and gently jerk herself. She had wanted to save all of her cum for you to fill you even fuller than you already were. You hesitate for a moment before getting up and shifting. Throwing your leg over her hips hovering over her cock. Her hand is firmly around her cock lining it up with your entrance. You look at her for a second when she gives you a reassuring smile. You give her a small smile before you start to slowly sink down on her. 
Wanda moves her hand back behind her head as she watches you sink down. “Fuck your right Natty. So fucking tight. Fuck even after you fucked her she is tight.” You blush at her words, finally sitting fully in her lap. You didn’t think you could feel this full. Both of them fit you so perfectly like they were made just for you. 
You grind your hips experimentally, the movement causing you and Wanda to moan. You can see the cocky smirk on her face as she waits for you to fuck yourself on her cock. “Fuck I can feel both of your cums leaking all over my cock.” She bucks her hips up, enticing you to move. You groan, taking her hint as you lift yourself up before slamming yourself down. You set a slow and steady pace as you figure out your moments. Bringing yourself up before dropping back down. Wanda enjoys the sight of your breast bouncing every time you sink back down. 
But your pace is a bit slow for the woman. “Ride me like you mean it detka. I want to see you fuck yourself on my cock.” You whimper, nodding your head and picking up the pace. Bouncing on her cock and grinding your hips when you meet her pelvis. The sight in front of her is perfect as the perfect omega rides her. Even at this angle Wanda can see a perfect outline of her cock filling your tight hole. Moaning knowing that you're so full of her and that she is going to fill you even more. 
Whimpers and moans fill the room as you continue to fuck yourself on her cock. Soon you feel hands on your waist as Nat moves closer to you two she helps guid you quicker on fucking her mate. Wanda’s hands moving to your plush thighs digging her fingers into the soft flesh. Starting to buck her hips up to meet you. Fucking you harder than Nat did. 
“Such a whore for us already. Taking our fat cocks in your tight little hole. Look at that.” Wanda presses her hand down hard on the bulge that appears on your lower abdomen. You cry out from the pleasure and her words, looking down to see her cock moving inside of you. Your walls clench her tightly at the sights. “Oh fuck you like that don’t you little whore. Love being fucked by your alpha’s.” Wanda’s moans, her words a stark contrast to Nat’s praises. She is rougher with her thrusts. Showing a different side to each woman. 
Nat turns your head towards her and kisses you hungrily. Wanda sits up planting her feet and thrusting up hard and rough. You love the difference between the two. A gentle Nat and a rougher Wanda. It turns you on immensely more slick coating Wanda’s cock the harder she drives her hips up into you. Nat still helping you fuck yourself down on her cock. 
“Such a perfect cock drunk whore for us. So pretty being our little cum dump, just for us to use.” With every word that Wanda speaks it sends you closer to the edge, your walls clamping down on her. You don’t know how she can keep her rough pace as your walls suffocate her cock. She moans as your walls tighten, her knot forming and pressing against your entrance begging to slip in. Wanda nibbles at your perky nipples. “Want to be bred full of our cum? Fill you with our pups?” You moan into Nat’s mouth mumbling a yes. 
“These tits would look so perfect, full of milk, your belly swollen with our pups.” She bites down on your nipple causing you to break the kiss from nat and cry out. “Mmm.” You whimper, her thrust becoming erratic as your knot fully forms. Nat lets your waist go and Wanda wraps her arms around you thrusting up harder and faster. You didn’t think she could go any harder or faster but it has you moaning louder. Your arms tightly wrapped around her as your nails dig into her back causing her to moan at the sting.
Wanda moves her head to the other side of your neck biting into your other scent gland as her knot slips inside locking you two together. You scream out and throw your head back as your vision blurs, cumming harder than you ever have before. Wanda’s cum joins Nat’s deep inside you filling the void and feeding the desires of your inner omega. Your whole body trembles in her hold as your bond forms. She pulls away, licking your wound. She lets you take the side opposite of Nat’s mark cementing your bond to both women. Small spurts of cum still fill you as Wanda grinds helping you both to ride out your highs. 
When you come down your rigid body slumps into Wanda nuzzling into her neck. Her arms wrapped around you tightly, kissing the side of your head. Her fingers gently rubbing at your back. Your arms loosely wrapped around her exhaustion taking over as you close your eyes. 
“Are you ok sweet girl?” Wanda questions kissing your head again. You hum in response, throat raw from your previous actions. “I wasn’t too rough was I?” You could hear the concern in her voice. So you pull back a soft smile playing on your lips. “No, it was perfect. Both of you.” Your voice is hoarse. You look back at Nat who pecks your lips. You would think that Nat would be jealous of how your body reacted to Wanda but all you can see is the love in her eyes. The stark contrast between the two is something you already love. How gentle Nat praising you as she fucked into you and how Wanda was rougher degrading you. 
When Wanda’s knot deflates they both help you up on wobbly legs taking you to a warm bath and cleaning you up. Your heat subsiding for the moment, a relief you thought you would never have. You’re all now cuddled up in your nest, your head on Nat’s chest, Wanda’s arms wrapped around your waist. Your eyes droop shut as exhaustion from the day's events gets to you. If someone had told you that you would end up being the omega mate to two Avengers you would have laughed in their face but right now wrapped up with them is all you could have ever wished for. The love of two powerful and amazing alphas and they are all yours. “I love you two.” You mumble so close to sleep. Both women were smiling. “We love you too.” Wanda kisses your shoulder and Nat kisses your head. “Our omega.”
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Omega Pt. 11 [Natasha]
Summary : Natasha finally have a genuine smile on her face
Pairing : Alpha ! Natasha Romanoff x Omega! Reader
Warning: Nothing
Word count: 1,215
{OMEGA PT. 10} {OMEGA PT. 11} {OMEGA PT. 12}
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“So basically the cure is Natasha?” Tony said with still frown on his eyes, Bruce are trying to calculate the situation while the team keeps listening
“That explains why Omegas dying after breaking the bonds, so Nat I would like for you to stay as close as you can get to Y/N until we figure out her case” Natasha nodded, happy that at least she could help in you
“How about the meds we're giving her?” Bruce asked looking at Cho who's getting up to leave the room
“I-......I think it's best if we stop it, and see how her body progress, maybe the meds we're giving her can be one of the reasons why she keeps crashing”  Bruce nodded and follow Cho out of the room
“Hi” Wanda come inside your room after a few hours, seeing you cradling one of your pups but her sudden action alerted you while Natasha is right outside of your room
“Hey hey, it's just me” Wanda show the tray full of delicious foods she made, you let her walk towards you and rest the tray in the table before sliding it in front of you
You eye her and the food not saying anything sp Wanda sat besides you and gave you a small smile
“Don't worry I didn't poison it, you should eat to gain your strength” then Wanda pointed to the pup in your arm that you quickly shield with your body
“Oh….I just thought to hold him for a bit while you eat” you give her a skeptical look, sure you know her pretty well but you just can't find in yourself to trust anyone other than yourself
“Don’t worry I’ll be right here with him” you give her a small nod and hand your pup to her looking at them making sure that Wanda stays besides you in the chair before you start to dig in
“He's such an angel, the three of them they have both yours and Nat looks, a good combination” Wanda admire him while a smile form in your face
“They are wonderful” you mumble getting a big smile on Wanda then there's a knock on the door, making you alerted especially when Natasha peak her head, making you growl
“Hey, I was just checking but….I think it's not a good time” Natadha smell a little, sensing that you don't want her in the room
“Oh no, I was gonna leave since Y/N already finished her meal” Wanda give you your pup so your get him and cradle him in your arm
“Just took a baby step, she's adjusting” Wanda whisper patting Natasha's shoulder before she exit the room
You keep your eyes on Natasha, every move she make didn't get unnoticed to you and that makes her even nervous, making her hands sweat
“Hi…..uhm” Natasha pointed to the chair
“Ca-can I sit there?” you didn't give her any sign, just looking at her in cautious
“O-ok….uhm just gonna sit ….there” Natasha pointed to the couch, far enough for your liking but close enough to see her perfectly
“So how are you feeling?” Natasha trying to start a conversation but you just keep looking at her  until your son cry in the crib, taking your eyes off her and to the pup, laying in the crib
Out of instinct Natasha stand up to calm her pup down but she instantly stop when you growl in her way
“Hey, I-I just want to calm him down” Natasha put her hand up and you try to get out of the bed, hissing because your body is still in pain
“Don't push it, you need to heal, I prise I just want to calm him down” you contemplate but after a few seconds when your son scream are getting louder, you give her go signal
Natasha carefully approach her son and smile seeing his redden face so she took him in her arms, smiling widely while looking at him, like all her worries and problems vanished just because of the little pup she created with you
“Shhh it's ok my little prince, I’m here shh I know” Natasha start to bounce him a little while gently swaying then she can feel that someone's looking at her
Her gaze then turn to you, seeing how worried and scared you are seeing your pups in her arms, this broke her heart but she knows you have reasons but also she can see the longing and curiosity in your eyes
“Can I sit there?” Natasha offer to sit in the chair but you quickly scooter over to give her some space to sit in, this makes her smile knowing you want her to sit besides you even knowing it's because of your son
But Natasha didn't hesitate and have second guess, she quickly sat besides you and show you your other pup
“My other baby boy” you whisper smiling, caressing his chubby cheeks
“This little prince is the naughty one between them two” Natasha said smiling too, seeing how soft you are
“Why?” Natasha's chuckle thinking of the things he did to his brother
“He has more energy than that prince, he sometimes kick or punch his twin, he also talkative then the other one, and he's the one who cry first making his brother cry too” you giggle imagining the scenery, happy that they are safe and happy
“And her?” You whisper looking at Nat then to your daughter
“She's lovely, she's not bubbly like this two but she likes squeezing our fingers” you nodded still eyeing your daughter
“You want me to wheel her here?” You quickly nodded so she careful wheel the incubator next to you
“She looks like you” Natasha whisper sitting besides you again
“She's beautiful” you compliment smiling
Natasha is loving this moment, she feel safe and contended but also happy, happy you're finally awake, happy that you give her a consent to hold his son and talk to you and not pushing her away but that quickly stops when Tony come in
“Hey, Wanda said you're awaker, I just want to see it myself” Tony said getting inside
“So ahh I talk to Cho, she said that tomorrow you can discharge from medbay but needed to still stay in the compound to monitor and observe you if your test performed well so, I already organized everything, your room, everything you need are all set up, so basically we’re gonna put you to your room but still getting medication you needed” Tony explain standing still in the door, you shake your head to him
“No, I will here, with my pups” you then grab Natasha's wrist, Incase she stand up and leave, you just want to be sure
“Oh no worry they will be with you in the room, no need go worry about them being taken away, we will never gonna let it happen” you just look at him not sure if you will trust his words
“Oh and Natasha Fury asked you” Natasha nodded putting the oup in her arm in the crib then roll the crib besides you
“Thank you” Natasha nod before she leave with Tony to talk to Fury outside your room, away from your window
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v3nusxsky · 8 months
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Hello my love, I have a prompt for you. A a/b/o prompt. Nat and Wanda are Alphas while R is an omega
So essentially, Nat, Wanda, and R are in hiding because there was a threat on R's life and Nat and Wanda were tasked with protecting them. The three of them are living in a little cabin in the middle of the woods in Russia. There are no neighbors, no one for miles so you can scream and do whatever and no one would hear you. Nat and Wanda, being the Alphas they are, are very protective of R. And as the weeks go by they start to become territorial of R because her heat is about to start. As the days start to number to R's heat, R starts to become bratty. Testing the Alpha's resilience, their self-control. R would deliberately start to walk around in almost no clothes, making suggestive comments, senting, rubbing up against them, being sassy and bratty. One day both Nat and Wanda snap. R made a bratty little comment (something with "make me then") and Nat slams R into the door and growls something along the lines of "I'm your alpha, your mine to use and I'm going to put you in your place." Nat and Wanda end up dragging R to her bed and fuck her. Wanda uses R's mouth, Nat would switch between cunt and ass. Both would take turns using R's holes over and over again until R is a submissive, brain-dead slut. Biting, scratching, bondage, humiliation, you name it. In the end, R ends up taking Nat's knot in her cunt and Wanda's in her ass (which can be changed if you don't like it) But they fuck for hours and breed R like the whore she is. Telling her they are going to fuck a baby into her, fill her so full of cum that she looks like she's pregnant and it leaks down her thighs.
Obviously, you can add more love, and make it spicier and smuttier. Let your imagination run wild darling
Needy thing 18+
*Authors note~ and here's my first attempt omegaverse for Wandanat and it honestly took so long to get right😭*
Trigger warnings~ omega universe alpha wandanat omega r g!p Wandanat degrading blow job double penetration knot  biting and scratching kinks early heat breeding kink threesome nursing Alpha wanda omega r
Prompt~ see ask^^^^^
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Life with your Alphas was truly nothing short of a chaotic perfect bliss. Being avengers always kept things creative. But having to hide away from time to time because of a direct threat on your life could get hard sometimes. This time you ended up at a safe house in Russia, Fury enlisting your two alphas to go with you as an extra form of protection. You were completely alone with them which you thought would've been rather enjoyable until you realised they wouldn't touch you at all.
For the first weeks you didn't seem to mind too much, still healing from your own injuries, but as your heat crept closer you were noticing your need for them, and clearly they were noticing your on coming heat due to how protective they are of you. Normally it was manageable and comforting but when you were in heat it could be slightly overwhelming but still something you loved none the less.
You were trying everything to get their attention, flirting with them, sending out your pheromone's and letting touch's linger longer than normal. Nothing worked not even with your the recent attempt to Wanda of  "am I a painting?" To which she simply shrugged in your direction, "because I want you to pin me to a wall." She couldn't help but giggle slightly once you'd walked away feeling slight defeated. If you couldn't crack Wanda then you had absolutely no chance of getting Natasha to crave.
As the days approached your heat, you could feel yourself becoming more desperate for their attention, not even nesting was able to quell that need. Flirting with both women didn't work, so you decided to take another approach. Normally the girls wouldn't be able to resist you showing a bit more skin than you normally do, in fact it would cause them to be all over you, scenting you to show you're theirs. Their pretty little omega. But here and now as you strolled around in a short bed top that hardly covered the bottom of your ass and some simple lace panties, you were disappointed to receive not one reaction, not even a blink at you. It hurt.
"Can you go put some warmer clothes on dekta? You'll catch your death" Natasha tried, partly because she didn't want you becoming sick and partly because she won't control herself much longer. It should be a crime to look that damn delicious. "Make me" you grumbled, not even sparing a look at your alpha, you were hurting, why didn't they want you?  "What did you just say dekta?" She repeated herself clearly giving you a chance to rectify yourself. "Why don't you make me?" Instantly you were regretting your actions because all actions have consequences.
Oh and the consequences were so delicious. "Wands, tell her to put some clothes on before she ends up really stuck" Nat shouted to your other Alpha who tried to get you to redress, but instead you were already on the hill so why not die on it too? You took the bed top off, immediately feeling the chill nipping at your newly exposed skin. Wanda stood gasping like a fish, you'd never disobey her like that normally? Something had to be wrong. But the growl was all the red headed Russian. "I'm your alpha and you are ours to use, and we going to have to put you back in your place little 'mega." Before dragging you to the bedroom with the other woman following closely behind not wanting to miss a chance to play with you. Truthfully herself and Nat had been trying to starve off this and when your heat started you would've have one hell of a night, but now you'd blown that, she knew there was no way of cooling Natasha down and when she heard your whimper, she wasn't sure she wanted to.
"Mommy" you whimpered as Natasha marked up your neck, "dekta you deserve this, you've been teasing us this whole time, be a good girl for mommy and daddy and maybe we will fill you up with our pups, won't we Nat?" Your head spinning from the pleasure and her words, "oh yes we will, gonna look so beautiful with your breasts all full of milk and your stomach all round with our pups. Why did we we wait so long wands?" Your mind reeling, was this the plan all along, yet both women sporting straining cocks and pumping their pheromones all around the room which effectively triggered off your heat a few days earlier than it was meant to arrive.
You whined as the heat hit you hard. "No no not yet" you whimpered squirming from Natasha's hold craving your nest. You knew you'd been bratty, which meant a punishment, and that was something right now that seemed to overwhelming to take right now. Both your alphas seemed rather confused until it clicked. "Oh love, it's okay, what do you need дорогой?"(darling) she knew you were scared, startling your heat like that would be a crazy hormone adjustment for you so if you needed your nest then that's where you would stay. "Mommy need you" you whined nuzzling into Nats pillow, "mm daddy?"
That's all the needed to join you and allowed you the time to breathe. "I'm sorry I'm a brat" you whispered, "just wanted your attention." At least you had the dignity to look down in remorse, however it would get you no where and all three of you knew it. "Please don't edge me" you whispered into Wanda's neck. "Dekta, we aren't cruel my love, we want to help you. You know you will never get a punishment while in your heat" Natasha reassured with a hand trailing up and down your side. "Help me? Please my alphas I really need you to." You pleaded to your lovers.
With Wanda stealing your lips in a passionate kiss, Natasha decided to make some room before helping Wanda undress you all. There you had their two cocks both straining for your attention, your heat. Wands was slightly shorter and less girth than your Russian lover but that wasn't an issue for any of you really. "Mommy? Please" you whined causing Wanda to silently communicate with one another. "Open up dekta, you need to get mommy's cock nice and wet so it will slide right into your cunt later" she murmured rubbing the bulbous mushroom shaped head against  your lips, "we all know how you need to have mommy in your mouth to feel good, a true cock whore for us arent you love?" But you didn't even get a chance to answer before Wanda took advantage of your open mouth to ram her dick into your tight throat.
"God I've missed your throat baby, your always so tight for mommy, go on baby choke on my dick like a good whore" Wanda praised you while you noticed Nat leaving the nest to secure what was known as your second pussy. "Wands, dekta stop" Nat demanded and with a whine of protest she pulled out of your throat, "such pretty tears." Natasha really was being left out and it was so unfair to do such a thing to her, so naturally she nestled the flashlight into between two pillows just off centre so she could suck on your sensitive breasts while Nat used your poor aching cunt.
The angle was awkward but none the less effective, Wanda begging for Nat to let her join in while Natasha was praising you for having such a tight cunt that was just made her. She couldnt stop moaning about how beautiful you'd look properly bred, so much cum it's just pouring out of your abused hole. Then you'd be round with the start of your family, pups to bind you all as one. Truly there was nothing that could make Natasha more animalistic than that. "Please please daddy please wanna cum please" you whined as tears still flooded your cheeks. But instead of giving you what you want, she slipped from your slick core in order to make herself last longer. "Wands, come on моя любовь (my love) it's time."
Your alphas didn't give you long to ponder on what it was time for, you felt Nat enter your fluttering hole again and moaned in pleasure at the feeling of her splitting your inner walls apart, "daddy fuck feels good please god I wanna cum." A small chuckle came from the other woman, "open wide dekta, mommy is gonna make you take her cock too" she murmured kissing your head before shifting into the position that would allow them to both penetrate you at the same time. "Mommy no please can't! Daddy! Oh fuck fuck please please please just let me cum please" you screamed, it's a good job there was no one for miles and miles to hear it.
"Ahh dekta, it's okay, almost done okay? You're gonna take both our cum okay? We wanna make sure your properly full. Gotta make sure you get pregnant okay?" The movements begging more out of sync you could they were close now, alongside the knot forming at the bases of their cocks. "Wands fuck, luck at the dumb slut, so desperate for cock her cunt is greedily sucking us in, god dekta you're perfect. Such a perfect pussy for us. Wans wanna cum in her cunt, cum with me. Fill out little whore to the brim" Nat was yelling at this point as you just withering below them unable to do anything but take their brutal actions and pace. Feeling Natasha's knot slip inside your walls caused you to cum around their dicks so hard wanda's cock was forced out by the pressure alone, meaning her cum made a mess of your pretty nest. You didn't care tho, Natasha spilling her hot load into your fertile cunt and fucking it up towards your cervix was enough of a distraction.
"Tasha" Wanda whined knowing the two of them were stuck from now on for a little while, but considering as the other alpha Wanda took the more feminine role, it meant in her omegas heat she often needed help to relive the milk that is triggered there. "Oh hun, come settle down on the bed, I'll move our 'mega when I can, try see if she'll suckly while I clean" Natasha could only try to understand how sore Wanda got as it was something she'd never experienced but it did give her a slither of jealousy knowing only she had that bond with you.
Once the not deflated Nat roused your satisfied self and gently moved you over to Wanda, where she whispered a few words of encouragement and ran her hands through your hair. At first the taste was strange but the more you suckled on her breast the better and sweeter it became. So much so when you drank her right breast dry you realised an angry whine until Wanda guided you to the other, basking in the relief you provide when doing this. Before Nat even returned from cleaning you were out, occasionally suckling on her pert nipple. "Dekta?" The red head whispered to the other  relaxed woman, and only received a hmm of acknowledgment. "Do you think, she is okay with her heat being earlier?" Wanda sighed really, she didn't hold the answer but they'd find out in a couple of hours time when they'd awaken to you grinding your ass onto Natasha's hard on while sleepily groping Wanda. You were definitely more than okay, in fact you begged them to take you over and over again, to breed you like the true cum slut that you are.
Word count ~ 2367
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bagdaddyb · 6 months
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Hi!! Oh my gosh seeing you posting again was such a huge joy and surprise for me I’m so glad to read your new work!!!
I was wondering if you could write a wanda maximoff x fem!reader ABO fic where either Wanda or reader are new to the team with a whole bunch of pining where they eventually figure out that they are each others mate? You can make either Wanda or reader alpha/omega!
It’s super okay if you aren’t feeling this request, either way I’m so excited to read more of the amazing work you share with us!!!
Hiiiii! So I got super carried away with this and I originally intended for this to be mean emo Wanda but sweet soft Wanda took over, I hope you enjoy! 💗
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Pairing: alphag!p Wanda x omega fem! spyReader
Warning: Sickeningly Sweet, 18+ MINOR DNI NSFW NSFW
AN: Wanda 🥰
You'd only been on the team for a year when the mess with Ultron happened. It all happened so fast, you could barely process everything happening around you before something new would arise. Sitting across from Natasha sipping coffee as you spied on the twin alphas you felt the most relaxed you had in weeks. Natasha kept glancing their way while your focus stayed on her, two people staring was more suspicious than one. You and the red head proved to be a good team over the past year. Two omega spies flying under everyones radar. The world still assumed the Black Widow a one woman show and no one would ever believe her to be an omega. The breeze felt nice on your back, bringing a hand up to tuck your hair behind your ear before looking down at your coffee.
"This has been a real shit show eh?"
Your voice held a familiar accent one you'd grown used to using under your many aliases. Natasha's eyes returned to you as she sipped her own drink.
"Not anymore than usual."
You hummed in response eyes wondering to the innocent civilians around you. Sipping your own cup you wonder if life would be better among them. Oblivious to the realities of the world to caught up in your own day to day menial task. The weight of this job seemed to weigh a bit heavier on your shoulders everyday, the question of wether the people you save amounts to the people you don't plaguing.
"S toboy vse v poryadke?" (Are you alright?)
The red head ask and you nod eyes returning to hers.
"Tired, it seems everytime we try to relax something detrimental in the world happens. I wonder what it would do without us."
A small chuckle escapes Natasha despite the truth in your words, her eyes shooting to the pair on her right once more. Though not a 'graduate' of the red room you hold your own tramatic story. Experimented on in the basement of Oscorp for years you'd been turned into a lab rat by the corpo bastards that owned the building. You'd escaped only three years ago, changed. Transformed into a human machiene, non-aging, ridiculously strong with a sirens song. You did the only thing you could and played the cards you were delt. Seducing mediocre alphas out of millions before any one even got a whiff of your existence but you could truly only thank Natasha for that. It wasn't until Natasha was taken down but the Black Widow kept striking that shield realized there was more than met the eye. It was Tony himself that went undercover to catch you and honestly had he not been an Avenger with intel he would of ended up caught himself. Another rich egotistical alpha who thought himself on top of the world. You didn't go down easy and spent a week in a cell before even uttering a word. In retrospect it all seems silly now you often think about how much time you wasted fighting the people who wanted nothing more than to help you. Eyes lifting to Natasha's face you can't help but feel greatful for the opportunity she's given you to help others like you.
"They're on the move."
You hum in acknowledgment before finishing off your drink mind finally wondering to the matter at hand. Your mission was recruitment nothing more. Ultron having been made unreasonably strong by the twins he somehow came to be in alliance with. You'd gained enough information merely listening in on their conversation, so you and Natasha retreated returning to the group in order to solidify your advances. Standing in time with Natasha you link your arm in hers smiling before chatting away about absolutely nothing in russian. Missing the way a certain alpha glanced your way when your scent drifted down wind. It only took twenty four hours for everything to go to shit almost a record breaker in your books. Ultron whineded up to be nothing after the male alpha was nere fatally injured the red headed woman taking care of him like clockwork. Luckily your team stood nearby able to quickly extract the alpha towards safety and medical attention. You worked efficiently getting him secured before moving to help the rest of your team fight off Ultron's bots and it isn't until the end when you stand with the support of Thor that you realize the red headed alpha had come with you. Returning to the compound there is tension on the quinjet. The group unsure what to do with the twin alphas who quite literally just tried to murder them and it causes you to roll your eyes.
"You could at least not talk about them as if they aren't right there."
You scold before moving towards the pair. The red head having been unmoving crouched over her unconscious brother.
"Privet." (Hello.)
You say making yourself known as you approach the alpha causing her to glance up at you.
"On dolzhen polnost'yu vyzdorovet'." (He should make a full recovery.)
You speak in a whisper trying to be soft.
"YA uveren, chto on ne khotel by, chtoby vy bespokoilis'." (I'm sure he wouldn't want you to worry.)
The woman merely returns her eyes to the unconscious man below her.
"Will you lock us up? Treat us once again like dogs?"
Your eyebrows raise and your posture straightens.
"No of course not, everyone deserves a second chance. You believed you were fighting for the right thing, there are many on this team who have been in a similar circumstance. Do not believe simply because we are labeled supergeroi that none of us have a dark past." (Superheroes)
With that you take your leave allowing the woman to be with her loved one. Upon returning to the compound you go into seclusion, you needed a break both mentally and physically. Just a few days where the world wasn't ending and it was entirely up to you to save it. Six days later you emerge slightly re-energized and fresh ready for the next catastrophe. The first place you visit is the gym already hearing Natasha's scolding on breaking your routine as you pass the common room you see the two twins on the couch alone. In this light you see them both clearly, while they hold the title twin they couldn't look more different. You study them both your eyes lingering on the red head. She was an attractive alpha, very attractive. You hear the tv playing but don't recognize the program they have on. Detouring into the room you catch their attention waving as you approach.
"Hello, I am rather embarrassed to say we never formally met. I am (Y/N) nice to meet you both."
You bow your head in greeting sending them a bright smile and both of them seem to freeze obviously caught off guard by your friendly approach. The male recovers first standing up before bowing his head back and sticking out his hand.
"Pietro, and that is my sestra Wanda."
You recognize his accent reaching to grip his hand in yours.
"A pleasure, I hope you two are adjusting well."
It isn't until then his sister jumps up a slight flush on her cheeks.
"It has been familiar, we are rather alienated but that is how it has always been."
You hum in response fighting back the disappointment in your expression.
"Don't fret, we are a group of antisocial extroverts forced to be in a group setting. Well expect for Tony but it just takes us all time to engage and meet new people, they will come around before long."
You finish with a smile.
"Have you two at least been taken care of? Food, water, lodging?"
They nod simultaneously and its enough for you.
"Good well I'm off to the gym, don't be strangers."
With that you leave not taking note of the full face flush on the woman's face.
"Kto-nibud' nashel svoyu sestru-omegu?" (Has someone found their omega sister?)
Pietro says in a teasing tone and Wanda punches him in the shoulder muttering at him to shut up. The moment you cross the threshold of the gym you flinch.
"Nu posmotrite, kto eto." (Well look who it is.)
"Can we skip past the part where you scold me so I can just apologize?"
You ask turning to meet Natasha's sharp gaze.
"Will your muscles magically regain their mass?"
"No."
You sigh accepting your defeat beginning to stretch as Natasha begins her speech on commitment. It is another four days before everyone finally comes around to the twins slotting them in as if theyed been there since the beginning just as they had you. Walking towards the gym you release a content sigh, a full ten days since the world seemed as though it'd collapse. What bliss. Quickly looking up your eyes fantically search for some wood unwilling to risk jinxing yourself.
"Dobroye utro." (Good morning.")
You hear from behind turning to be greeted by Wanda.
"Good morning indeed. Off for your morning cuppa are you?"
You ask and Wanda merely nods in response fighting back a yawn.
"Not a morning person?"
You ask with a smile walking beside Wanda.
"Not at all."
She says somewhat grumpily.
"Then what are you doing up at six a.m?"
You ask with a laugh and Wanda has to fight back a blush. She couldn't admit that she woke up at this time merely to see you every morning but what could she say.
"I like to cook but I'm not very good at it.... so I practice early before the others wake up."
The words spill out of her mouth quickly unable to think of anything better and you beam your white smile at her.
"Well how about tomorrow you sleep in till eight then I can help you learn, I am an amazing cook. I even know how to make some traditional dishes."
Wanda can't help the flush that comes to her face this time and it makes you feel a tingle inside.
"Okay."
The red head responds and you nod giving her arm a little reassuring squeeze as you come upon the kitchen.
"Good luck dorogoy." (Dear)
You say before continuing onto the gym and Wanda is sure her face matches her hair. Sure enough the next morning Wanda doesn't head towards the kitchen instead she spends the morning pacing her room anxiety ridden. You'd said for her to sleep in but how could she when you agreed to spend alone time with her. She couldn't tell Pietro and deal with his repeated teasing so she kept the information in slowly but surely having a meltdown. As she paced she played with her hair, bit her finger, twiddled her thumbs. God she couldn't do this. She'd literally been an experiment for Hydra and never felt this nervous in her life. The time passed quickly. To quickly. Right as she truly began to spiral there was a knock at her door, eyes shooting to the clock she realizes its already eight o'clock. Brushing off her clothes quickly before taking a few deep breaths and recuperating she opens her door. The moment her eyes land on you it all seems for naught, your hair is tied back. You wear tights and a tshirt covered by an apron. Your eyes spakle matched by your bright smile and Wanda feels herself melt a bit.
"I figured you'd meet me in the kukhnya." (Kitchen)
You say with a giggle and Wanda becomes a tomato realizing its not only eight but eight eleven.
"I'm sorry I slept in and lost all track of time."
You hum with a smile clearly not mad at all before turning to be on your way.
"All is fine I just didn't want to start without you."
Wanda follows behind you closing her door quickly. Her eyes wonder your body not being able to help staring at your ass.
"Ty slushayesh'?" (Are you listening?)
Wanda's eyes shoot up attention back on your voice.
"I asked what your favorite dish is."
"Oh um I love traditional pirozhki, my mother used to make them just slightly burnt at the edges. The taste reminds me of home."
You turn and smile softly her way.
"Perfect then that's what we will make, cooking can seem overwhelming but it isn't as scary as many think. I always recommend learning to cook for yourself first because it is much easier than cooking for others."
In the kitchen you gather the suppiles, you cooked often so the ingredients for this dish were easily found.
"I'll have you make the dough, it is all simply measurements so I'll do no more than verbal instructions."
You say as you prepare the area for Wanda.
"Here put this on, gotta protect your clothes and tie your hair back no one wants hair in their food."
Handing the apron to Wanda while standing by waiting. You bite your lip as you watch her. Running her fingers through silky red locks before pulling it up exposing her neck to you. She wore grey sweatpants and a baggy t. The sweatpants doing little to hide the member between her legs and you press your thighs together pleasurably. Wanda on the other hand was trying to think about how to see this lie through. She was an amazing cook, taking the responsibility of her brother from a young age. How was she going to play clueless. She should of at least said a dish she truly wasn't aware of how to make but when you asked her favortie food she couldn't help but answer honestly. You talked Wanda through the steps praising her for being a natural when the dough came out well. Leaving it to make the filling.
"What did your mom fill hers with? I do a simple meat and rice mixture since it goes along with my bulk."
Wanda nods along as she listens debating a moment before responding.
"Lets make them like yours, I've never had them any other way and I'd be eager to try."
You smile brightly at the alpha before nodding in response. Again you talk her through it always believing hands on with clear instruction was the best way to learn any skill. It gave the student mutiple ways to intake the information and made it harder to forget. Once the process is complete you help Wanda cut and stuff the dough, this part of the process being the longest and most tedious. You leave her to fry them as she likes since she'd mentioned her mom let them cook a bit longer and instead move to clean around her. Never a fan of a messy workspace. You hum as you clean, mindlessly really. It seems a tune that always floats around you. One Wanda is sure she's heard you hum before. By the time Wanda is done cooking you've cleaned the kitchen and are able to sit down and enjoy the meal with her. Of course the moment doesn't last and before either of you can even take a bite the smell of food draws in hungry Avengers.
"Mne vsegda nravitsya, kogda ty gotovish'." (I always love when you cook.)
Natasha says entering first, the smell of traditional food equivalent to a cat with its automatic feeder. Steve, Bruce, Tony, and Sam all slowly trickle in after stomachs growling audibly making you laugh.
"I suppose if I didn't cook every once in a while no one would eat around here hmmm?"
The group shares a laugh as they line up one by one to make plates.
"But in all honesty this meal is thanks to Wanda not me, I merely talked her through the steps."
Wanda can't hide the pink that dust her cheeks and all is going well until a certain twin walks in.
"Pirozhki! You always cook the best food sestra."
The blonde kisses his sisters head as he passes by and you can't help the eyebrow that raises in response.
"Always hmmm?"
You hum and Wanda is saved by the entrance of Thor who could of eaten the entire helping had he got here first.
"Mighty (Y/N) your meals are always most invigorating."
You smile at the God and try not laugh when you see his downcast face once he realizes he is the last one to show. Wiping your face after you finish you excuse yourself it was already nearing noon and you still hadn't even looked at the moutain of paperwork on your desk. Wanda watches you go. Over the next three weeks you and Wanda grow closer she begins training with you and Natasha in the mornings and you read with her sometimes in the afternoons, you don't question her about Pietro's comment after your cooking fiasco and Wanda never says anything about it because that woukd mean admitting to you that she was desperate to spend time with you.
"Soo?"
Natasha ask as the two of you jog around the gardens. It was early afternoon in fall, the cool winds combating your rising body heat making the jog enjoyable.
"Nothing."
"Yebat' will she ever make a move?" (Fuck)
You merely shrug.
"I don't know, I'll start showing signs of heat by the end of the week if that doesn't trigger her there's no hope."
Natasha laughs at that.
"Tak khochetsya al'fu, da?" (So eager for an alpha eh?)
"Not just any alpha, Wanda."
The week passes slowly and as the weekend gets closer your pheromones get stronger. The team knew your heat was approaching as they kept a calander for the Alphas so they could know when to distance, well everyone except Wanda apparently. Its Thursday night by the time she's had enough of your distance and decides to ask why you aren't at the table for dinner with the rest of the team.
"Where's (Y/N), I swear I haven't seen her all week."
Natasha sends a small smirk Wanda's way before Steve speaks up.
"Her heat is approaching so she is keeping extra distance for everyones saftey, she should come back around a week or so from today."
Pink hue coats Wanda's cheeks as the thought of you in heat takes over her mind and the pink only gets darker as her hard on begins to form in her pants. Her mind plummets into thoughts about your slick, and body. Thoughts about filling you with her seed and you being full with her pups causes her to be embarrassed by how hard she's become. If not for the table her bulge would be hard to miss. Wanda remains in a fog for the rest of dinner try as she might she couldn't get her mind off mating you and as everyone stands to part ways she remains seated making the excuse that she'd clean up the kitchen. Wanda strained painfully against her pants she could almost smell you now.
Rubbing your sides you walk towards the kitchen dinner should be over by now and you're starving. You need to get as many calories in as you can before you succumb to your heat tomorrow. The pain was slowly starting to set in and you'd be lying if you said you were looking foreward to the next seven days. You let out a groan as you turn the corner a sudden sharp pain stabbing your side. As you enter the threshold of the kitchen goosebumps rise on your skin the familiar smell of Wanda infultrating your nose before your eyes lock with the alphas. You're almost sure you see Wanda begin to tremble but you quickly begin to back away.
"I'm sorry I thought everyone would be gone by now."
You go to retreat from the kitchen and Wanda stands so quickly her chair falls behind her. In a second she's in your face grabbing you softly by the jaw making you look at her.
"Omega."
She whispers as she sniffs at you rubbing her nose against your cheek before falling to your scent gland.
"Mate."
She whispers again and you chirp. Your omega finally satisfied being acknowledged by your alpha. For a few minutes nothing happens, the two of you stand there relishing eachothers presence. You chirp at her as she lightly growls at you and you feel satisfied, whole even. Then you are painfully reminded of your situation causing you to sharply intake air and groan. Wanda growls louder at the noise of your distress and you whimper.
"It hurts."
Wanda's grip on your jaw becomes tighter, pushing you into the wall before pressing her own body against yours.
"Tell me where it hurts, I'll take care you shchenok." (Puppy)
You groan again, your heat suddenly over taking your senses as a result of having your mate so close. Your hands raise to grip Wanda's arms tightly, nails digging into her skin through the fabric of her shirt.
"Need you, please. Alpha. Mate."
Your words come out as little whimpers. Your panting, you don't know why but suddenly you can't get enough air for full breaths. So caught up in Wanda you don't even process you're about to be mated in the tower kitchen but honestly you don't care either. Wanda however does she feels territorial, primal even. She needs you to herself, needs privacy with you. She'd attack anyone who might see your bare body if she mated you here. Her room was on the other side of the compound, the alpha side far from the omegas and living area but your room was just down the hall. Wanda releases your jaw hands moving down your body till she reaches the back of your thigh. You bite your lip enjoying the electricity you felt from her touch. As she picks you up you wrap your legs around her torso tightly. Her hands against your thighs causing your sex to tingle. You wrap one hand around her neck before running the other through soft red hair. You return to chirping at her, the feeling of finding your mate an overwhelmingly happy one. You rub your cheek against hers softly and the alpha lightly growls in acknowledgment. You are consumed by Wanda's presence unable to focus on anything but her. When she lays you lightly on your bed you aren't even sure where you are, you just know you're there with her. Wanda bends over you, tucking her nose into your scent gland once more and growling loudly. She needs you, needs you marked, claimed. Needs everyone to know you belong to her.
"Mate."
The word is once again a whisper but you hear it all the same. The time to romantically strip you would have to be later gripping opposite sides of the loose shirt you wore the alpha literally tears the cloth off of you exposing your bra cladded torso to her. Your breathing speeds up the intimacy of the moment undeniable as you feel Wanda begin to run her lips down your body. It was like electric shock, the currents Wanda's touch sent through your body. She magiced your bra away completely exposing your upper half and growling as her soft lips wrapped around your nipple. You moan loudly in response, it felt good too good. You could get lost in this sensation alone.
"Mine."
Wanda growls against your skin before moving along to your other nipple. Your hands grip at Wanda through her clothes before you whimper.
"Need to feel you alpha."
Wanda growls in response, her eyes glowing red as she magics away her own clothing her skin now pressing against yours. She moves back up your body mouth hovering close before she lays claim to your own. The kiss is magical, the locking of your lips causing what you could only descibe as bliss throughout your whole body. You felt like you were glowing arms and legs wrapping around the alpha tightly you were sure this must be heaven. Wanda began to grind against you through the fabric of your pants, your underwear gliding against your excessive amount of slick. You blush, embarrassed by how wet you truly are from so little foreplay but the feeling doesnt last long when Wanda growls above you. Wanda pulls your pants off your waist guiding them down your thighs just enough to expose your slick and shudders when the smell of you tingles her nostrils. She's overcome with the need to knot you, breed you as she makes her mark on your neck. But she also feels the feral need to take you, to have your slick dripping down her chin as she causes you to come apart on her tongue. Starting with the latter she pulls your pants off quickly. Breaking away from your lips to slowly kiss down your body. You take a long gasp of air eyes dialating as you watch Wanda work her way down. Your hips begin to twitch unable to stay still at the excitement of what was about to come. Wanda's hands move to firmly grip your waist holding you in place as she kisses your stomach moving lower and lower your stomach muscles flex, a wave of arousal flowing through you. When she reaches her destination her hands move to your thighs lifting them up to hold you wide open for her. You're leaking, literally and Wanda can't wait to have a taste. She dives in slurping up the excess before moving to your center. Sucking on your clit then tongue fucking you like a woman starved. Your slick quenches a thirst Wanda didn't even know she had tongue lapping at your clit before quickly moving towards your hole eager to drink up the slick as a result. It doesn't take long and under normal circumstances you're sure you would of been embarrassed but none of that matters when your muscles spasm. Back arching in the most intense orgasm you've ever experienced, your thighs shake, eyes shut, mouth open in a silent scream. Wanda doesn't stop eagerly drinking up your orgasm before wanting, no needing you to do that again. You whimper in overstimulation but don't stop your alpha, just as turned on by her need for you. You squirm against the red heads mouth a little towards her a little away, this time you last longer if only for your slight sensitivity causing time before the feeling was pleasurable again yet you cum all the same. Wanda moans loudly as you release into her mouth again. She could do this all day she's sure of it. But now as her precum begins to soak her boxers she knows its time. Lifting onto her knees between your legs red eyes glow as her pants disappear and through your haze you see her in all her glory. You reach down gripping her in your hand moaning at the size while she moans at the sensation. You pump her, an overwhelming feeling to suck her down your through the way she'd done you comes over you but Wanda quickly grabs your hand removing you from her.
"You're going to make me bust shchenok." (Puppy)
Wanda hesitates a second if only to allow her own incoming orgasm to subside, she needed to bury herself in you and it wouldn't look good for her if it ended just as quickly as it started. In the meantime she leans down over you meeting your lips in a hungry kiss the taste of you on her lips causing another wave of your own slick to pool between your legs. You push at her lower back willing her to enter you but she resist. Kissing you eagerly before breaking to kiss to move towards your scent gland, you pant quickly. Wanda's kiss having stolen all the air from your lungs.
"Mine."
Wanda whispers against you, hips beginning to grind against your slick in order to lubricate herself. You shudder in response.
"Yours alpha, take me. I want to be yours."
Wanda reaches down gripping herself in order to slowly slide into you. She's thick stretching you out in ways only she can, the burn sends waves through you and by the time she's completely sheathed you're a whimpering mess.
"Yebat' you're so tight." (Fuck)
She pulls out only to slam back into you, her pace is brutal, hips slamming against yours hitting a sweet spot you didn't even know you had repeatedly. Your moans are as loud as the sound of your wet slick sucking Wanda back in. You claw at her wanting her impossibly closer as she fucked you into next week.
"Holy fuck I'm cumming. Alpha. Alpha."
Your eyes roll back as you arch. The orgasm makes you see white and Wanda doesnt stop. You squirting fueling her ego.
"That's right shchenok. You love the way your alpha fucks you, love how deep I am in you. Look shchenok can you see me."
Wanda brings your gaze down the visible bulge in your stomach when the alpha bottoms out causing your stomach to tighten.
"I'm right here."
Wanda says as she pushes down on the bulge and you spasm again another light orgasm washing through you.
"Fuck I'm gonna fill you up, get you pregnant with my pup."
Wanda pumps into you harder, her knot slamming against your entrance as she nears her own release.
"Alpha. Alpha."
You whimper to fucked out to form any other words.
"You're gonna look so pretty swollen with my seed all mine."
You moan again as Wanda bends towards your scent gland the feel of her canines against your neck enough to almost send you over the edge. She sinks her teeth into you right as you hear a pop. Her knot having settled inside you easily combined with the blackout orgasm of your mating bite. When you come to Wanda is still knotted deep inside you. Nuzzling at your cheeks with a low growl. You chirp back to weak to do much else and Wanda hums.
"My mate, my omega."
10 months later.
You were exhausted, to say the least. A new born was a lot of work and a lot of lost sleep. Wanda wasn't here, literally dragged away for a debrief she was required to attend. If you were honest you didn't mind, she'd been slightly smothering you since you gave birth and while you loved her for it just because you gave birth didn't mean you were no longer a functioning adult. You'd been picking petty arguments since your third trimester which you always felt bad for. It was the hormones combined with being put on bedrest so you didn't get to do your job combined with sexual frustration since the doctor said it was no longer safe for intercourse. You sighed as you stepped out of the shower, now with the added insecurities about the changes in your body since pregnancy and child birth you weren't sure you even wanted Wanda to touch you. Ignoring the mirror you dry yourself before wrapping a towel around you. Exiting the bathroom right as your little baby boy woke up with soft cries. You coo at him lifting him out of his crib you lose your towel throwing it over the side in order to hold your baby against your bare chest. You were barely one month postpartum but glad to be past the part where you were in a sense literally wearing a human diaper. Your son instantly calms at the sound of your heart beat as you bounce him lightly moving to sit in your bed you lean against the headboard letting out slightly pained noises as you try and relax your overworked back. You cover your lower half with the blanket already feeling the chill of the room as you begin to hum at your son. You don't hear the door open to focused to the little boy in your arms, getting comfortable as you move him to breast feed. You hiss as he begins to work at your sore nipple but eventually relax becoming accustomed to the pain. You rub his little head of hair softly smiling at him a fullness in your heart only created by the birth of your child as Wanda makes her pressence known.
"You're so beautiful dorogaya." (Dearheart)
You bite back your own insecurities at her comment humming in response. Looking up you meet Wanda's piercing eyes before meeting her lips in a kiss.
"I mean it dorogaya or have you forgotten I can hear your thoughts."
You can't help but frown not used to not being able to keep secrets.
"But...."
"Ah ah ah no buts, you're even more beautiful now than the day we met. Pregnancy and childbirth has given you a glow nothing else can."
You sigh a familiar warmth filling your chest in response to Wanda's love.
"YA tebya lyublyu." (I love you)
You whisper your free hand coming to rub against Wanda's cheek.
"I ya lyublyu tebya. Forever and always." (And I love you)
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HABITS OF MOTHER NATURE’S WILL II: AFTERMATH
The DARK DEMETER WRITING CATALOGUE, WANDA MAXIMOFF COLUMN #3 —
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Wanda Maximoff x Werewolf! GN/Female/Male Reader, (Platonic) Avengers x Werewolf! GN/Female/Male Reader
A/N at the bottom!
WORD COUNT — 4.5k
READER DISCRETION — Fluff ending after a hard journey — slightly sad but it's comforting — brief mention of passed relatives — implied sex (fade to black style) — minor alcohol consumption — slight profanity slip.
PREVIOUS COLUMNS — HABITS OF MOTHER NATURE'S WILL HABITS OF MOTHER NATURE'S WILL II
SUMMARY — The battle was won and so begins the time to heal. You return to Alaska to have some time away, to take in the home you had once lost and you've come to your decision. When Wanda shows up with the team, you finally reveal to Wanda the special bond you both share. you will tell her that she is your mate. And of course, someone had to bring the red ball along...
ONE MONTH LATER
Fury had informed you that the Hydra resurgence operatives were apprehended during your recovery. The base was destroyed along with any weaponised supplies and what remained of the pack was unknown for the most part. Most likely moved on when they saw the state of their former alpha. A second warning wasn’t needed. 
True leadership was the betterment for the pack. You did for the pack as they did for you. It was not a matter of power dynamics, but respect. Packs were built through blood and loyalty: you were bound as family. 
You would do anything for family for one reason: love. You never understood your father’s lessons back then but now you finally did. You sat atop one of the taller hillsides that overlooked the valley; your territory. The evening wind blew gusts of white across the snowy peaks in the far distance. Half the lake had begun to splinter, the dark water softly lapped at the still frozen half, the orange hue painting the sky reflected off its surface. 
Your hair was swept by the oncoming breeze from behind. This was home. This was sanctuary. A place of peace and which, from the ashes, would arise with renewed strength. New memories. You’d recovered quite a bit from your wounds but a little more time was required before your next assessment and your go-ahead into the field. No one was risking putting you on the front lines anytime before then. 
Your hand fiddled with the little trinket you’d found in the locked room when you began to clear it out, and put things back where they belong. Deep in your thoughts, the wind howled a low and long note. 
Your head lifted slightly as your ears strained to hear something behind you. Footsteps crunching in the snow. You turned to look but saw nothing and your brows furrowed hard. The world suddenly slowed around you and any outside sound became muffled.
“I’m sorry I ran away,” you sighed in defeat, shoulders sagged as the burden was slowly lifted. “No,” your father said as he sat beside you, “I’m the one who should be sorry. It wasn’t right what I said. I never meant what I said.” 
Your breath froze in your lungs when his hand pressed against your wounded shoulder. Tears pricked in your vision. “I was scared you were going down that wrong path again, Y/N. I wanted to make sure you would pull through it - that you would be safe - before I passed on. I should have been more… understanding.”
You finally exhaled the iced over air caged in your chest. Your father - the former alpha - so instilled in the ways Mother Nature made him out to be, sniffled and broke into a sob. It was the first time you saw that headstrong demeanour crack. 
Who knew ghosts could weep and mourn the sorrows of their regrets after they were gone?
“But I was wrong about you.” His hand patted your shoulder. You looked at him and he gave you that nod of approval you’d spent years chasing. “You learnt what it truly means to be part of a pack. And I was wrong to think that bloodline was the only source such loyalty - such love - could be born from.”
“I learnt from the best,” you said, voice crackling slightly under the pressure of your own tears. He smiled with a shake of his head.
“But you’re far better than I. Braver than I ever could be. You surrendered yourself without fear to protect them. You always have. Mistaken for recklessness; you’ve a heart of pure wolf. You define Mother Nature’s intended protector. A leader.”
He leaned in and pressed his forehead to yours. The familiar scent of pine blended together with his signature musk, but you could smell one more thing. 
The one rare scent a wolf could ever smell. It was often said that a werewolf would only smell it during three points in their life. It was like when people said that water has no taste. But when blindfolded, they would know it was water because they could taste it.
That was what spirit smelt like.
Your father stood up from your side. “I’m proud of you, Y/N. I’m proud of the person you’ve come to be. To embrace who you are, no matter how else anyone perceives you.”
“Thank you, Father,” you said with a bow of your head. You watched him wander back to the treeline, your mother and siblings waiting for him there. “Oh,” he mused as he shot you a wink, “don’t shy out on her this time.”
You smirked. “I won’t.”
You found yourself waving at the barren treeline as the world resumed around you, eyes red from the tears that streamed down your cheeks but you weren’t stricken by grief or guilt any longer. You were smiling. You were done running. 
“Home. A wolf calls this home.”
The sun had fallen over Alaska’s horizon and the orange curtain with it. The inkling of Northern lights danced across the blue and black sky, but the moon was bright and full. Your eyes were radiant in their excited glow as the Quinjet flew over the top of you, heading straight for the landing pad. 
With a flick of your thumb, the trinket rolled in the air before gravity pulled it back down, you snatched it into the palm of your hand. Your gaze never wavered as the Quinjet’s ramp lowered with a hiss. 
“Are you sure you want to go alone? You don’t want me to come with you?” Wanda asked from her spot, sitting cross legged on your bed as she helped pack some clothes for you. 
You threw a smirk over your shoulder. “You just want to get into my pants.” She gasped and slapped a hand to her chest, mouth agape to feign shock. “Y/N M/N L/N, the scandal!” she laughed, “I dare say, it makes me wonder what else goes on in that mind of yours.”
You raised a brow as you looked back at her, that amber hue bright as ever. 
‘You damn well know, Velvet Cupcake.’
‘Oh, do I ever.’
You both chuckled together and you grabbed a few pairs of pants from your drawers and brought them back to the bed. Wanda stood and placed a hand to your chest, halting you from packing. Your eyes moved from the delicate way her hand rested against your front, up her arm to her face. Her eyes didn’t meet yours, however, as you thought they would. “I’m going to miss you, Wolfie.” Her voice had lowered into a whisper, a sigh of disappointment not too far behind her words. Your good hand - as it could be - raised to tilt her fallen chin until her eyes found yours again. 
“It’ll only be for a short while. I’ll let you know when I’m ready.” Her arms looped around your neck as your arm circled her waist and held her firm to your front. She took care to not lean her weight on you, afraid she would agitate your wounds. 
You didn’t really care much. You’d pull stitches fetching a stick she threw across New York’s busiest street during peak hour. 
“And you’ll finally tell me what it is you keep avoiding to tell me? Because I’m not letting you off the hook, Wolfie.” Your lips stretch into a toothy grin, a silent chuckle laced in your throat. You nodded in assurance.“Yeah, I’ll tell you everything.”
“Promise?” she purred with dangerously pursed lips and a sharpened glare. 
You nodded again slowly as you began to gently sway her side to side. “Meet me on the next full moon.”
She scoffed at this and rolled her eyes. “Where?”
You lean forward and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “Trust me… you’ll know.”
Wanda pulled her arms to cover her chest as a particular chill ran down her spine, herself and the team exiting the Quinjet. She couldn’t help herself as her eyes coasted over the landscape in search of one thing. 
You were all she could think about during the last month. Time was far too slow for her liking and she counted the days even the hours until she’d see you again. 
“Looking for someone, Wanda?” Natasha asked with an all too knowing smirk as she walked down the ramp to join her. Wanda didn’t need to answer her, her chin tilted to the ground was answer enough for the ex-widow. “Funny to say this, but it feels good to be back,” said Clint with a small grin, carrying his and Natasha’s bags down the trail towards the lodge. 
“Y/N said it was a beautiful place,” Steve added with a shrug. Wanda stared up on the vacant hillside, gaze pulled there by a force unknown to her. She just knew you’d been there at some point recently. 
“Come on, Wanda. Let’s get settled in.” Sam curled an arm around her shoulders and led her after the others. The walk felt peaceful down to the house. No looming threats of an attack, no distant howls that haunted the valley like a dark cloud. 
The lights were on when the team arrived in anticipation for their arrival. They wandered up the porch and entered, Wanda however, paused before she could fully commit to the first step. Her eyes turned towards the thicket of woods around them.
You were waiting for her. Her eyes shimmered with a scarlet hue. “I’ll meet you guys inside,” she said to the others. “I have somewhere to be.”
“Gonna go and find the pup?” Tony asked, his eyes flickered up when he heard something rustle in the bushes somewhere in between the cluster of pines. She nodded, the act all too eager, as her fingers laced together. “They wanted to meet with me. They… want to tell me something.”
Natasha waved her off, encouraging her to do what she felt she needed to with a smile. “Just be back in time for dinner, alright?” Wanda nodded again and when the team walked inside, she turned and made for the pier. Something was pulling her there.
The lake was beautiful from where she stood at the end of the pier. She understood your love for the spot. How comforted you looked when she saw you standing watch, arms folded over your chest and leaned against one of the posts. 
Anxiously, she waited for some form of sign of you as she stood there, silently. She wouldn’t allow doubt to intrude on your promise to her. 
‘I told you you’d know.’
Wanda turned fast on her heel. Her relief in her anxious smile pulled her lips into a toothy grin, the corners of her eyes glistened at the sight of you. Your fur gently swept along with the wind as you stood proudly on the other end of the pier. Your head lifted a little higher until the radiant colour of scarlet in your wolfish eyes was visible. Slowly, you advanced towards her. She admired you for your strength to carry yourself despite the scars that marked your body and would for years to come. 
They were part of your legacy; a battle hard fought to protect your pack. A trophy that outranked any hunter’s prized quarry. Nothing could ever garner more admiration and respect than bearing the marks of war. Because it showed they had the strength to keep fighting even when their body was so close to giving in.
Wanda felt the pull of that ethereal thread tug her closer. She advanced towards you, her mouth agape as her eyes misted over. You stood on your hind legs and your body shifted back, your arms spread wide open as Wanda pushed herself into a jog. She practically threw herself into your embrace as her arms looped around your torso. “Wolfie,” she sniffled, “I missed you so much.”
You ran a hand along her back as a way of comforting her, your other cradled her jaw with a tenderness reserved only for her. You leaned your forehead against hers with a sigh as her rose scent filled your nose, you failed to subtly nuzzle your nose into her hair. “I missed you too,” you drawled quietly against her head. 
She pulled her chin away that had been tucked against your chest to gaze up at you. Your own met her there already, the same vibrant red glowed in your eyes. She’d admit you looked mesmerising - intimidating - with those coloured eyes. But nothing could conceal the hint of amber behind them; flaming coals that burnt with such passion and fire. Unbridled and unmatched ferocity. 
You took her face in your grasp and your tongue darted out to wet your bottom lip. “You’re my mate, Wanda.”
“W-what?” she asked with knitted brows and the adorable scrunch of her nose. You huffed faintly in amusement. “You’ve felt the bond yourself. You’ve felt it - even just an inkling of it - since the last full moon. When I fell into the ruins, the thread of our tie were under threat of severing…”
Your voice quivered as it fell silent. The realisation dawned on you both again that your strength had almost given in. The soulmate tie almost plucked loose with your very close demise. It was why Wanda had shrieked your name with such anguish, such vigour it compelled you to keep fighting. “Even now, you knew to meet me on the pier.” You let a hand drop from her face to grab hold of one of her wrists. You brought her hand to rest over your heartbeat. Like waves, something pulsed beneath the steady rate of your heart. 
“The dread that I had the entire time you weren’t awake, while Helen and Bruce worked to bring you back, I… I felt like I was drowning. Suffocating and when you awoke I broke free from that. I felt like I could breathe again.”
You nodded. An accurate description many mated couples expressed in stories of their own experience. “You and I, Mother Nature intended us to be for each other. But… I-I’ll understand if you don’t–”
She pressed a finger to your lips and silenced you completely with a small whimper. She swore if you were in your other form, your ears would be folded back so far they would be lost to the thickness of your winter coat. She shook her head with a smile. 
“I know what it is like to feel alone. To feel rejected. And I promise you that I want this bond. I want you; both the wolf and the human. Every part of you Mother Nature intended to be mine. I want it.”
The wolf retreated back into the depths of your very soul to make way for you. Two different sides, but still very much intertwined. It was a balancing act but each of you shared the common interest; the betterment and safety of your pack and your mate.
“You accept?” you asked, you tried to fight the growth of anxiety and excitement. She giggled. “I accept it with all that I am.”
You pulled her lips to yours without another moment to spare. Her body flush against yours as you held her to you by her waist. Your thumbs danced over the fabric of her coat. Her nails scratched along your scalp to deepen the kiss. You bit down on her lip and she moaned. Your tongue met hers in the intimate entanglement you shared under the silver full moon, bathing the two of you in her light. 
When air became thin and nearly nonexistent in your lungs were you forced to withdraw from each other's heated kiss. “Getting wild again?” you chuckled with a click of your tongue. She had a mind not to shove you off the pier. “Unlike someone else,” she cooed with a hot breath beating against your neck. You whined at her insinuation. 
‘Touché.’
She stepped around you with her hands in yours, she began to drag you back towards the house. “The others are excited to see you, and Natasha wants us in for dinner.”
You didn’t budge, however, and Wanda was forced to stop when she realised you weren’t going to follow. Her brows furrowed as a ghost of a frown made itself present. “Wait a moment, I… I have something for you.” 
Damn it, you were going shy on her. You reached a hand to scratch behind your neck. Wanda’s body slowly moved back towards you to bridge the gap between you both. She tilted her head and damn it all, if she wasn’t so adorable. She had that effect on you. “What is it, Wolfie?”
“I…” Your sentence trailed off on the single word as courage deflated. You shook your head and stepped forward. “I’ll save it for later.” Her eyes were pressing you with that quizzical glare. “I promise. Come on, let’s head inside the den.”
After dinner, the cluster of you all gathered around in the lounge room. Familiar faces from the mission and those who stayed behind at the compound finally took the venture to see the beautiful snowy slopes of Alaska. 
“Come on, I never got to see them! Please, just one? Just one and I’ll stop asking, I swear,” Peter pleaded with his best attempt at puppy eyes, he was jeered at by the others, each of them told him to leave you be. They didn’t want you to get your back up because of peer pressure. Though you couldn’t miss the curiosity that some of the others themselves were guilty of. They just wouldn’t ask while it was still all a fresh ordeal. 
You raised a hand up to bring order to the argumentative group. “It’s alright,” you assured them. Wanda shifted beside you as you moved to pull the neck of your shirt down to reveal the marred flesh of your shoulder. Peter’s face was beyond priceless, eyes wider than any full moon you’d seen and jaw practically hitting the floor.
“Holy sh–”
Steve pointed at the teenager accusingly with a firm raise of his brow. “Language.”
Peter, after regaining his composure, looked back to you. “That alpha did that to you?” 
“Yep,” you answered with a nod, “All the way down my back too. Didn’t feel particularly nice either.” Wanda’s fingers soothingly ran through the length of your hair. She wasn’t shy about showing a strong level of affection, the matter of relationship between you both was silent but in the air. Where exactly you were with each other wasn’t spoken and known by account on the others, but there was no argument about it. It just felt natural, especially now that you’d told her the truth. 
You knew what you were to each other and that’s all that mattered. Natasha couldn’t help but pull Wanda aside during dinner to speak with her privately when she saw you both enter the house, your arm wrapped around her waist and pulled into your side. And the look she’d given you both after that was all the more evident Wanda confided in her the new foundation of your relationship together. 
“It’s good to see what you’ve done with the place, Y/N,” Steve said from his spot on the couch. His blue eyes scanned the walls that were once bare of anything besides the odd abstract canvas of art, now a host to frames of people he never knew personally; but through you he could pinpoint what trait belonged to either your father and mother’s side. 
“Thanks, Cap.” Your head turned up to view the sill of the lit hearth. The most treasured frames adorned their space once more. However the wall above the fireplace was bare. It needed something to fill that space. You knew exactly what. “It means a lot to me to have you all here. I want you guys to consider this place as a sanctuary, if you ever need to get away for a while. This is as much your home as it is mine.” 
Slowly, one by one, your packmates nodded in gratitude. In your first few months with the Avengers, you had a bit of a reputation of being unable to share space without getting territorial. A minor and nasty habit at that. But you worked hard to break out of it. You wanted to share your space with those you saw as your family. “Thank you, Y/N.” Natasha smiled at you and raised her beer. The same brand you couldn’t drink without getting an upset stomach. “To Wolfie,” she announced and the rest of them joined in raising their bottles and glasses alike. “To Wolfie!” 
You gave a bow of your head with a wave to fend off their antics. You looked to Wanda but you were pulled away from her by that one, single and very familiar thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
First your eyes and then your head followed suit. Up and down. 
‘Ball.’
“Oh boy,” a few of your teammates chuckled, all amused by the sight of your fixation on the red ball Tony bounced. He looked up as if he didn’t recognise he’d caused the commotion. “Oh yeah, this,” he held the ball up, “I thought we could finally put that theory to the test.”
The ball flew towards you, pulled from Tony’s hand by Wanda’s magic tinged fingertips. She caught it easily and smirked, her eyes found yours. “But first, I think we’re owed a game of fetch.”
“I get the first throw!” barked Sam immediately as he darted up from his seat, racing to the front door, his beer discarded without a second thought. He really was dedicated to getting that throw you denied him. Everyone followed after the enthusiastic bird boy and promptly dressed themselves for the cold. Tony held a manner of professionalism as he swaggered by, his hand snatched his coat off the rack and pulled it over his shoulders. 
“Come on, Mate.” Wanda cooed playfully, the singular word made your spine tingle from the way her accent tinted voice said to lowly in your ear. 
Your paws crunched through the snow with great ease as you bounded after the ball, your movements fluent and natural in this environment. Sam had a very good throwing hand. 
Cheers and applause came from behind you as you bit down on the ball tucked between your hot, panting jaws. Your tail wagged madly and your front bowed slightly. 
“Bring it here! Come on!” You sprinted back towards Sam, eager for another throw that would have you halfway across the half frozen lake. You dropped the ball into his awaiting hand with a rasped, high pitched growl and your jaws snapped together as he feigned to make the throw; obviously teasing you. 
“Go get it!” He shouted as he put all momentum behind his throw. You bolted after it in the blink of an eye. Indeed, the wolf could travel faster than red. 
When you returned, Wanda was next to retrieve the ball. Your breath came in hot, ragged and fast puffs. “We should head inside, it’s getting late.” 
Although there was a chorus of disappointed groans and pouts, Wanda assured them all that tomorrow they could play fetch all day long, if you were up for it of course. Your head bowed a few times with a snort, the team understood that you were in agreement with that idea.
Organising the sleeping arrangements was quite the carnival, but ultimately you and Wanda shared the master bedroom again. She changed into a similar style as she did the last time, an oversized shirt - one she had stolen from your stash - and a pair of panties. 
You now had free reign to let your eyes take in her form from head to toe, but a deep flush still bled into your neck and cheeks, your fluster made Wanda chuckle. The adorable and yet frightening alpha, her wolf and her mate. 
You pressed your forehead to her stomach when she stood before you, her hand found purchase in your hair again to massage your scalp. She knew your weak spot for head rubs was the small dip right near the juncture where your skull and neck met. 
You grumbled deeply when her fingers found that spot. “You’re too sweet on me,” you mumbled, not intentionally meaning for her to hear, but she lifted your chin so your eyes could meet. 
“Because you deserve it.” Her hands slipped down past your neck until they rested on your shoulders. Her body slightly arched forward as she tilted her chin down. Her state penetrated through the barrier of your mind.
‘And because I love you.’
Your brows raised and she saw your pupils shrink in response. Did you hear her correctly? What were you thinking, you’d never been bad for hearing. She confessed that she loved you.
Your hands ran up the back of her thighs and gripped her by her hips. “And I love you, Wanda Maximoff.”
She hummed and leaned down, her plump and soft lips ghosted over yours. She teasingly let the pink tip of her tongue press against your top lip. Your grip on her hips tightened a little.
“Don’t tease,” you rasped lowly, that dangerous glow marked the wolf’s return. She continued to ignore the warning. She was testing the big wolf before her, how much she could get away with, as your mate. 
“Or what?”
You flipped her over, your legs on either side of her and your hands pinned her wrists above her head. Your canines were longer now as you growled.
“Or the beast comes out,” you answered and Wanda shimmied her hips playfully from beneath you. Purposefully. She had you right where she wanted you from your first night together.
“And maybe I want that.” With a roll of her hips, Wanda Maximoff sealed her fate with Mother Nature’s finest killer when she pulled her stolen, oversized shirt up and over her head. 
Sunlight beamed in through the glass panel of the window, the idea to draw the curtains to block out the invasive light completely forgotten after last night. Wanda took the liberty of using you as her bed, her hair a little razzled and the scent of your climaxes only faint in the morning air. 
The blanket was pooled at the middle of her back, the rest of her body had you to keep her warm. Your hand absentmindedly ran up and down the column of her spine, your breaths even and slow. You heard her mumble softly beneath an exhale, her face calm and untroubled. She had everything she could want in that moment as did you. Seven years on the run had put you in a state that shut you off from everything and left you bitter because of the fear that one day Hydra would find you again.
Had you followed orders… you didn’t want to think about where you would be now. But that didn’t matter anymore. No one was ever going to tear you away from your mate or your pack. You were with them to the end of the line. 
Your other hand securely held the small trinket you’d saved, elegantly sliding along the golden chain. You decided to let Wanda sleep for a little while longer before you presented to her your most promising gift. Your everlasting vow that you would forever be by her side; come what may. 
THE END.
A/N — And there you have it, the finale of Habits of Mother Nature's Will. We've reached the end! Thank you to everyone who has shown their love and interest in this "trilogy". Truly, I appreciate it. More stuff to come, Babbies! Okay I'm just gonna... go back up to my treehouse now... bayy.
Thank you for Reading! (◕ ᴥ x)
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auraticere · 2 years
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Request Rules (Updated)
Hello, everyone!
Since I've been gaining many new followers, I thought I might revamp my request rules a bit!
So: the current characters I do are Wanda and Natasha. Plus Yelena, Kate, and Carol.
Smut is now allowed in requests, go crazy! Although, there is some stuff I won't do like Littles, bloodplay, or anything too bonkers.
Feel free to use AU's, love writing AU stuff!
I have watched MoM, so you can request one-shots around that too!
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maxislvt · 11 months
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What are those thoughts of alpha!Wanda and Omega!r
warnings: omegaverse, smut, knotting, breeding
more thoughts because I'm crazy about her fr
Wanda's a little apprehensive when she first finds you in her room. You're barely covered and clearly terrified — she has no idea what to do with you. It takes you a few days to actually start talking to her
By no means are you neglected though. She paints your nails, buys you new clothes, and just spends a lot of time putting together a routine for you. Wanda isn't too overbearing about what you eat so long as you're drinking enough water and actually eating food. Wanda prefers cooking for you, but she will only be a little pouty if you make your own food.
Once she gets attached, Wanda can't let you go. She wants you to be as comfortable as possible and really encourages you to start nesting. This means your "pajamas" are really just her clothes that she hopes you'll get attached to.
For a moment, you're worried she doesn't actually like you because she never does anything with you. It isn't until her rut starts up you realize how much she was holding back. At first it's just light teasing — you wake up with her morning wood pressed against you or she makes you sit under her desk while she's fully erect.
The second her rut peaks you're just a toy for her to use. Wanda uses you every way she can think of before finally knotting you. Just about every part of your body is covered in cum and the whole room reeks of sex by the time Wanda's done with you.
Oh and she looks recording you and taking pictures. Nothing will ever top the video she recorded when giving you your first inspection. You were in your heat and desperate to be bread but she couldn't help but keep playing with you
Technically she's a bit nicer when you're in heat cycle but it's still a lot to go through. Wanda focuses more on getting you off but she still refuses to knot you until she's had her fun with you.
Her obsession with your scent gets really perverted at times. Wanda makes you cum in your panties so she can take them with her on missions.
Wanda has you on a leash everywhere she takes you. It's just an ownership thing but nothing gets her going like the thought of everyone knowing you belong to her. She prefers to take it off during sex though. Wanda's more than strong enough to toss you around and that's how she likes to pin you down.
Wanda technically has all the power but she's whipped for you so you could probably pouty your way out of or into anything you really wanted to. She'd worship the ground you walk on if it came down to it.
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littlemissomega · 7 months
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Malyshka
alpha!Wanda x omega!reader
Summary: Y/N joins the Avengers thinking she’ll be able to hide being an omega. Wanda bursts her bubble.
Warnings: smut, overstimulation, mating, biting, penetration, omega heat, fingering, knotting, pet names (malyshka, baby, luv, luvie), Bucky’s an asshole, a kinda maybe spark better Bucky (I can’t write fight scene without banter), scenting, scent blockers
Sorry if I forgot anything
Author’s note: This request for this was so sweet! I finally made myself sit down and finish this over the weekend :) I also marked where the smut starts if that's what you're here for
Edit: Just realized I posted this the first time with 'Emily' instead of 'Y/N'. I write my fics with a different name for the reader cause it flows easier with I brain, I just forgot to change it later. Please ignore 🤦🏻‍♀️
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“Okay, everyone, this is Y/N! She’ll be joining the Avengers,” Tony voices.
Y/N fiddles with her bracelet as she gives the group of strangers a small smile. The overwhelming scent of alphas smacks her in the face, making her feel shyer than normal. She prays her scent suppressants and beta scent perfume are strong enough.
“Who decided that?” a brown haired man asks.
“I did. And I think you all will agree when you see what she can do,” Tony responds.
“It would have been nice to be consulted right, though,” a blond man points out.
“Well, I do bank roll this team, so…”
Y/N’s cheeks flush as the good discuss her like she didn’t there.
“Guy, don’t be rude! Ignore them. I’m Natasha,” the red haired woman smiles, “That’s Bucky, and that’s Steve. Steve is only agreeing with him because he wants to get laid later,’ “Hey now, ‘Tasha!” Steve laughs. 
Natasha shrugs at him with a smirk.
“That’s Clint,” a man dressed in all black waves at her, “And that’s Thor,” Natasha finishes, pointing at a man with long hair.
“Nice to meet you guys,” Y/N smiles, finally finding her voice and feeling awkward and meek around the group.
“Am I the only one who wants to see what the little lady can do?” Thor asks.
“I agree,” Bucky nods.
“Okay! I guess she can spare you, Buck. Show you guys what she can do,” Tony smirks.
“Gladly,” Bucky smirks back, shrugging off his jacket.
Y/N ties her hair up and pushes her sleeves up, trying to compose herself.
I can do this! Mr. Stark believes in me, so it can’t be that hard!
“Here’s the rooms; No cheap shots. We’re all big kids here. No weapons. If the other person says ‘yield’, you win and everyone stops. If the other person is pinned or down for 30 seconds or more, then the other wins. And don’t kill each other,” Tony explains.
“Remember that word, beta,” Bucky voices, getting in a fighting stance.
Y/N ignores his taunts, focusing on the energy bubbling up in her core. She imagines it spreading through her body and resting under the skin of her hands. Her hands start glowing with lavender purple energy, and Bucky’s cocky expression cracks for a second.
“Begin,” Tony announces, leading against the wall.
Bucky lunges forward, but doesn’t get far before a stream of glowing lavender energy shots from Y/N’s hands; wrapping around Bucky’s foot and pulling him to the ground. He lands with a grunt but doesn’t stay down long. Natasha’s laugh rings through the room.
“A little warning would have been nice, Tony!” Bucky calls as he swings his metal arm back to punch her.
Y/N’s glowing hand makes a shape like she caught his fist (she’s not actually touching him), and his hand stops. Her eyes start glowing a faint purple as she turns her hand to the side, and Bucky’s arm goes with it. He lands on his back. A frustrated groan slips from his lips, causing the corners of Y/N’s to go up.
Bucky rolls to his feet and jumps forward. Right before he grabs her, Y/N teleports to the other side of the room. He stumbles forward, but regains his balance.
“The f-”
He starts towards her again, and Y/N’s wills the water in a cup to the side to rise, turning into a disk of ice. It shoots towards Bucky, but he catches it with his metal hand and throws it back at her. The ice evaporates before it reaches her.
“Okay, no more magic, kid. Why don’t you level the playing field and beat me fair and square?” Bucky asks as he lunges toward again, panting slightly. Y/N side steps him and teleports behind him. She kicks him square in the back, causing him to go down.
“And why would I do that? I’m just using my resources wisely!” Y/N points out.
“Oh, so you don’t think you can beat me without your little party tricks! That’s okay, not everyone is strong enough,” Bucky eggs her on.
“You’re kinda an asshole, you know that?” Y/N shoots back, “How ‘bout this; I don’t use magic for 60 seconds. Give you a little head start. If you can beat me in that time, then great. If you can’t…”
“Deal,” he growls, kicking his leg out and sweeping her feet out from under her.
Y/N tumbles to the ground, landing hard on her ass. Bucky pins her to the ground, but she elbows him in the nose, causing his grip to loosen enough for her to slip away. She makes it to her feet before he makes his next attack. He swings a punch at her, but she douges it, dunking under his arm and elbowing his side. Bucky lets out another growl and Y/N shivers. 
“You scared, beta?” Bucky chuckles.
“No, I’m just getting a little cold from how little I have to work! And my name’s Y/N,”
Bucky wraps a hand around Y/N’s throat, and she tucks her chin while bringing her other arm around and breaking his grip. She grabs his arm and spins him around, putting him in a choke hold. Bucky’s hands fly up; trying and failing to break her grip around his neck. Y/N wraps his legs around her waist to stabilize herself as Bucky starts slamming her into the wall. She lets out a grunt as the air leaves her lungs.
“You smell…sweet?” Bucky points out, his voice muffled from his lack of air.
Shit, Y/N thinks. She realizes she’s started to sweat, which must be causing the scent blocker to wear off faster.
“I think you’re hallucinating, Barnes,” Y/N huffs as he slams her into the wall again, “And, your time’s up,”
Y/N teleports away right as Bucky slams against the wall again, causing him to take all of the blow. She kicks him in the stomach and he crumbles against the wall. Purple bands of light wrap around him, pinning him down. He struggles against them, but they don’t break.
“And.. Y/N wins!” Tony announces as the 30 seconds is up. The bands of light disappear immediately, and Bucky stumbles to his feet.
“Good match,” Y/N smiles, sticking her hand out to shake Bucky’s.
Bucky begrudgingly shakes her hands. Y/N thinks he’s being a good sport until he jerks her forward, dipping his nose down so it brushes the scent gland on her neck. Y/N gasps and stumbles back.
“Interesting,” Bucky chuckles softly.
“Did you just fucking scent me??” Y/N asks, shocked.
“Whoa, that’s too far, Bucky!” Natasha scolds, shoving Bucky.
“Sorry, sorry!” Bucky responds, the smirk not leaving his face.
“Are you okay?” Natasha asks.
“Yeah! Yeah..it’s whatever,” 
“He’s just grumpy cause he lost and wanted a reaction. That was pretty badass though, newbie!”
“I agree! That was hardcore!” Thor laughs, slapping Y/N on the back. Y/N jolts forward a little, but laughs it off.
“Hey, has anyone seen Wanda today?” Steve asks. He’s holding hands with a still slightly fuming Bucky.
“I’m right here!” a voice calls from the door.
Y/N turns to see a beautiful woman with dark ginger hair that falls in soft waves and blue gray eyes. She’s dressed in red and black leather, and Y/N struggles to keep her eyes on the woman’s face instead of the curve of her breasts. Her scent of fresh coffee and cinnamon hits Y/N like a freight train, causing a whole different heat to grow in her core. She can feel her own scent growing stronger.
“Hey, Wanda! You missed the show!” Natasha laughs.
“Did I?” Wanda asks, looking at Y/N, “What’s your name, malyshka (babygirl)?”
Y/N opens her mouth, but no words come out. Natasha quickly covers for her.
“This is Y/N! She’s joining the Avengers and she just kicked Bucky’s ass!”
Wanda’s eyes don’t leave Y/N, causing her to squirm a little. Y/N pulls out her phone, and looks at it, pretending to see a notification.
“Oh, I have a missed call, so I need to go call them back! But it was nice meeting y’all!”
Bucky smirks and gives Y/N a knowing look as she runs from the room. She fainting hears the other calling bye.
“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” Y/N mumbles as she slams her bedroom door shut, rummaging through her stuff for her scent suppressant. She swallows two of them dry, then douses herself in the beta scent perfume.
Flopping down face first on the bed, Y/N reminds herself that joining the Avengers is a good thing. Her stupid omega pheromones just need to get their shit together. And Bucky keeps his stupid mouth shut.
Two weeks pass, and Y/N starts to settle into her new life. She trains with Natasha and Steve during the day, and they go on missions. She and Bucky continue to bully each other and have ‘friendly’ competitions. And Wanda. Oh Wanda.
Wanda has been so kind to Y/N, showing her around the compound and taking every chance to talk with her. But she also takes every chance to touch her. From putting a hand on Y/N’s shoulder when passing to letting their legs touch on the couch, Wanda has taken every chance. And Y/N hasn’t minded. Not at all.
Y/N hates how shy she gets around Wanda, and the almost gravitational pull she feels to her.
A knock on the door snaps Y/N from her thoughts.
“Are you okay, Y/N?” Natasha asks through the door.
“Yeah, I’m fine!” Y/N voices, rolling over.
“Okay! Well, dinner’s ready! You hungry?”
“Yeah, I’ll be out in a second!” Y/N responds, glad to be included in the group.
Y/N quickly takes her hair out of the ponytail, fluffing the top of it. When she opens the door, Natasha is waiting for her. She smells of fresh sheets and leather polish. She’s an alpha, but her scent isn’t as overwhelming as most.
“What’s for dinner?” Y/N asks as they enter the kitchen.
“Chicken noodle soup!” Wanda responds, “How’d your call go?”
Gods she looks so pretty
“I-It was good! Just a friend,” Y/N voices, nervousness pooling in her stomach.
As they make bowls, Y/N realizes Bucky and Steve are missing.
“Where are the others?” She asks, carrying her bowl to the table.
“Oh, I heard Bucky and Steve arguing earlier, so they’re probably fucking by now,” Natasha laughs.
“My room is next to theirs, and you wouldn’t believe the things I’ve heard,” Tony voices, “Haven’t had a good night’s sleep since they mated,”
Y/N blushes, staring at her bowl. It’s always amazed her how some people are so open about sex. She picks up her spoon and takes a bite of the soup, almost moaning as it hits her taste buds.
“You like the soup, malyshka?” Wanda asks with a grin, sitting down next to her.
“Yeah!” Y/N nods, swallowing, “It’s really good,”
“I’m glad you think so,”
“Sorry, what does malyshka mean? Is it a different language?” Y/N asks. Wanda has taken to using the nickname with Y/N, and she had never asked what it ment. 
“It’s Russian for babygirl,” Natasha explains with a small, knowing smile.
“Oh,” 
That’s all Y/N can say as her face turns bright red. She coughs a little and takes a gulp of her water. Wanda’s shoe brushes against her calf.
“Don’t choke, princess!” Wanda chuckles.
Princess? Babygirl? This woman is going to be the death of me.
Y/N sets her cups down and focuses on eating without embarrassing herself. Halfway through, Steve and Bucky show up. Steve is limping significantly.
“Nice of you to join us,” Tony snickers.
“Shut up, Stark,” Bucky responds with a chuckle, “You’re just jealous you’re not getting any cause Pepper’s on a business trip,”
Y/N grimaces as pain shoots through her abdomen and lower back. She grips her spoon harder; her knuckles turning white. Natasha taps her foot under the table and mouths ‘You okay?’ at her. Y/N nods, relaxing her grip on the spoon even as the pain continues. The intense need to bury her face in Wanda’s chest and sit in her lap fills her.
It doesn’t help that every breath she takes is overwhelmed by Wanda’s rich scent.
Is she doing that on purpose? Y/N wonders. She can feel herself starting to sweat and takes a sip of water.
“Are you okay, Y/N?” Steve asks, sounding genuinely worried.
“Yeah! O-of course!” Y/N responds, trying to sound normal.
“You look pretty flushed. Are you warm?”
Steve you’re very sweet, but please shut the fuck up. Y/N begs in her heat.
“A little! It’s just the soup. I think I’m actually gonna turn in for the night,” Y/N decides, grabbing her bowl to put in the sink. Wanda stops her.
“I can get that!” Wanda voices.
“No, that’s okay! I can-”
“Leave the bowl, malyshka,” Wanda voices, dominance seeping into her voice.
Y/N sets the bowl down and rushes up the stairs.
“What’s up with her?” she hears Tony ask.
“I wouldn’t bother her for the next week,” Bucky responds, sounding arrogant and almost condescending.
“Why not?” Natasha asks.
Y/N doesn’t wait to hear Bucky’s response. She quietly closes her bedroom door and uses the lavender light to create a barrier around the room. Now, no one will be able to scent her or hear her.
She stumbles over to her desk and opens her computer, looking at her heat calendar. It isn’t supposed to come for another 2 weeks!
“Go awayyyy,” Y/N whines as the cramps continue and a different type of need fills her. She changes into a soft, silk shorts and tank top set before climbing into bed. She nuzzles her face into the only blanket she brought from home.
Y/N tosses and turns for hours, kicking off the blankets as her body temperature goes up. A fine layer of sweat settles on her skin and pain shoots through her. She can feel herself growing wetter, and her mind keeps straying to how bad she wants to be knotted. 
  —--Spice starts here—----
She tries resisting, but she can’t help but kick off the shorts and slip her hand in her underwear. Y/N dips a finger in her dripping hole and moans. She drags the finger up to that hypersensitive bundle of nerves as draws gentle circles on it. Her moans float through the room.
A knock at the door causes Y/N to groan.
“Y/N, are you in there?” Wanda asks through the door.
Her brain is too foggy to form words.
“Y/N, open the door right now,” Wanda orders. Y/N whimpers at the dominance in her tone.
The door burst open before closing again. Y/N turns her head to see Wanda standing there, eyes and hands glowing a faint red color. Her scent is intoxicating. She’s wearing a cropped tank top and a pair of low rise pajama pants. The large bulge at her crotch is unmistakable. 
“Oh baby. Did you get your heat?” Wanda croons.
Y/N nods, burying her face in the blankets. She jolts in pain as another cramp rips through her and rubs another circle on her clit, hoping to help ease the pain.
“Y-you should go Wa-Wanda! It’s not appropriate,” Y/N struggles to say, finally pulling her hand from her underwear.
“But you don’t really want me to do that, do you?” Wanda asks, her voice getting closer. 
Y/N looks up to see Wanda right next to the bed. She sits down and lowers her face closer to hers. Wanda gently grabs her china and forces her to make eye contact. Y/N whimpers and her core throbs.
“I’ve seen the way you look at me, malyshka. And I know you feel it. The bond. Begging for us to solidify it. You’re my mate, and you know it,” Wanda voices, grabbing her hand and bringing it to her mouth.
“W-what?” Y/N stutters.
Wanda eases Y/N’s slick covered finger into her mouth and sucks gently. Y/N and Wanda moan as she releases it with a pop
“Awww, you’re such a dumb baby omega! Thought you could pretend to be a beta and everything!” she brushes a stand of hair from Y/N’s face condescending, “No, you’re my mate and I’ve known from the second I saw you,”
Her eyes go wide as Wanda dips her head down and brushes her nose against Y/N’s scent glades. A small growl slips from Wanda’s lips and every hair on Y/N’s body stands up, causing her to whine.
“I’m going to burn whatever fake scent you use. And it you ever take a fucking scent blocker again, I’ll spank your pretty ass ‘til you can’t sit right for a month,” Wanda growls.
“Y-yes ma’am! I’m sor-sorry!” Y/N squeaks.
“You will be,”
Y/N lets out a shriek as Wanda picks her up and throws her over her shoulder.
“Hey! What are you doing?” Y/N asks, her tone sounding meek.
“Going to wash off that fucking beta scent! I wanna smell your scent when I pump you full with my pups,” 
“Mommyyy,” Y/N moans, her grip tightening on Wanda’s shoulders.
The tile in the bathroom is cold against Y/N’s bare feet. Wanda presses her against the wall; her lips a breath away from Y/N’s.
“I’m trying so hard to restrain myself, because I wanna fuck you for the first time in a bed, but you’re making it really hard, malyshka,” Wanda whispers, her lips dipping to hover over the scent glad on Y/N’s neck. 
Y/N lets out a breathy moan; squeezing her thighs together as Wanda’s nose nuzzles against her scent gland.
“Your scent is finally pecking through those damned scent blockers,” Wanda voices, “Now let’s wash the rest off,”
The cool air chills Y/N’s skin as Wanda pulls the shirt off her, leaving her bare. Her nipples pebble into stiff peaks and the shorts quickly follow the shirt to its place on the ground. Y/N wants to touch her so bad, but doesn’t want to anger her. Wanda’s eyes don’t leave her as she turns the shower on.
“Listen carefully,” Wanda turns her fingers up Y/N’s arms, barely touching them, “You’re gonna get in the shower and get nice and clean, and I’m gonna go get a few things. You aren’t gonna touch yourself of put on any more scent blockers, then you’re going to dry off and go wait in bed,”
“Do-Don’t want you to leave,” Y/N pouts, practically shaking with need.
Wanda gently rubs her thumb over Y/N’s bottom lip before connecting them with hers. Y/N melts into the kiss; hands coming up to brace herself on Wanda’s shoulder. She whines when Wanda pulls away.
“I’ll be right back. Be a good little omega and do as your told,” 
Wanda leaves the door cracked behind her and Y/N lets in a shaky breath from getting the shower. The cool water is a shock to her system and she quickly washes her body. Her skin is hypersensitive and she struggles to hold back whimpers as she washes her scent glands.
After turning the water off, she dries off with a fluffy towel Wanda must have left for her. Y/N wraps the towel around herself before tip-toeing back into the bedroom. The room is empty and she sits on the edge of the bed, apprehension building in her.
The temporary relief Wanda’s calming pheromones brought disappears and the intense pain continues. Y/N leaves back in the bed, gripping the sheets and pressing her feet into the mattress. Her whines fill the room and all she wants is Wanda’s knot deep inside her, breeding her.
“Fuck, malyshka, you’re so beautiful,” Wanda practically moans from the door.
Wanda’s holding a bundle of different sweatshirts, blankets, and t-shirts.
“Wh-what’s that?” Y/N asks.
“I brought you a few things for your nest, baby,”
“Want you now though, Mommy,” she whines.
“One second, luvie, I gotta get your cozy nest set up,” Wanda explains, arranging the different things on the bed.
Y/N bucks her hips and moans at the intense scent of her mate around her.
“Mommy hurryyy need you so bad!” 
“All done, baby,” Wanda soothes, straddling Y/N’s hips. Y/N’s shaky hands come up and tug at Wanda’s pants.
“Need you now, Mommy!”
“I know luvie, but Mommy’s just gotta taste her sweet baby first,” Wanda croons, sliding down her body.
Wanda growls at the sight of her omega’s dripping pussy. She licks fromm her dripping whole to throbbing clit.
“Fuck, I shouldn’t have waited so long to do this,” Wanda groans, “You’re such a good omega, you would have spread your legs for me that first night, wouldn’t you have?”
“Uh huh, Mommy! Just for you!” 
The vibrations of Wanda’s chuckle ripple through Y/N and cause the knot in her core to grow. Wanda lips attach to her clit and her moans fill the room. Her hands fly down, lacing in Wanda’s hair and presses her further into her pussy.
“Oh my god that feels so good Mommy, so sensitive!” Y/N moans.
Wanda doesn’t give any warning before slipping two fingers into her, filling her to the brim. Y/N bucks her hips up, desperate for me.
“Mommy pleaseee, need you in me so bad!”
“What part of me, malyshka?” Wanda asks innocently, “My fingers? My tongue? Or is there something else you want? Use you words,”
The fog in Y/N’s head grows with how desperate she is, and she struggles to form the words.
“Fuck, Mommy, need your cock! Need your cock in me so bad! Need you to bread my and knot me and fuck me so good!” Y/N blabbers.
“Good girl,” Wanda croons, her eyes glowing red. Her clothes disappear and she straddles her again in a second, her hard cock lined up with Y/N’s dripping entrance.
Y/N wrapped her legs around Wanda’s hips, bringing her lips up to suck on one of Wanda’s perky, hard nipples. Wanda moans and thrusts into Y/N a little too fast. Y/N whines at the intense stretch and sucks harder.
“I know, malyshka, Mommy’s cock is so much bigger that your little baby omega pussy,” Wanda croons condescending, “You’re gonna take every inch like the good little girl you are, though,” Y/N give’s Wanda’s hair a little tug in response.
By the time Wanda is halfway in, Y/N is squirming and quivering. She finally lets go of Wanda’s nipple.
“Want your pups so bad, Mommy! Want you to breed me!” Y/N cries, spasming with pleasure and need.
“I know, baby, Mommy’s gonna fill up your pretty pussy so good; gonna make you all pretty and round!” Wanda voices, thrusting her hips forward so another inch goes in, “You aren’t so shy anymore, are you baby? All you needed was Mommy’s cock stretching you out to start talking!”
“Mommy,” Y/N whimpers as Wanda bottoms out.
“I know,” Wanda repeats, dipping her head to the crock of Y/N’s neck.
Wanda inhales deeply and moans.
“Can’t believe you hide your scent from me for so long, malyshka! You smell heavenly. Like fucking carmel and chocolate,” Wanda moans, licking Y/N’s scent glad. Y/N mewls at the sensation, squeezing around Wanda.
“Gonna cum, Mommy!” 
“Cum for me, baby,”
Y/N falls over the edge, stars dancing in her vision. Her chest comes off the bed and the sounds she makes are unrecognizable. A scream escapes her as Wanda’s fangs pierce her neck. Her hands move to Wanda’s back, digging in and drawing blood. Wanda sucks on the tender wound and continues thrusting her hips as Y/N comes down from her high. The solidified bond is overwhelming. Wanda’s scent becomes even more overwhelming and Y/N can feel the pleasure she’s feeling, making her even more sensitive. 
“Mo-Mommy?” Y/N stutters weakly, her orgasm still stringing out.
“Yes, my luv?” Wanda responds gently.
“Want you to cum, Mommy! Please cum in me,”
“Oh baby,” Wanda moans.
Every vein and ridge sets Y/N on faster as Wanda’s thrust quickens, hitting every sensitive spot in her.
“Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” Y/N sobs, tears of pleasure slipping down her cheeks, “Fuck, feels so go-good!”
“Mommy’s gonna cum down, malyshka,” Wanda pants, “Gonna fill you up so good,” Wanda’s knot starts growing, stretching her mate out even more. 
“Can fe- ohhh feel it, Mommy!” 
Y/N’s wall squeezes around her, and that’s all Wanda needs to fall over the edge. Her hot cum warms Y/N and she can feel it in every inch of her body. Wanda can’t take her eyes off Y/N’s absolutely wrecked face though. Her head is thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, and mouth in an ‘O’ shape. Wanda lowers her head and kisses her check, then her lips, her other check, each eyelid, her forehead, and makes her way back down to her lips as Emiy comes down from her extended high.
“How are you feeling, malyshka?” Wanda asks softly.
“Warm…and full and so good” Y/N sighs contently.
“I’m glad, luvie,” Wanda smiles, gently flipping them so Y/N is on top.
Y/N moans softly as Wanda’s cock shifts deeper with the new position. Her alpha strokes her back.
“I love you, Mommy,” she mumbles dreamily.
“I love you too, malyshka,”
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mostlymarvelsstuff · 1 year
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Kinktober- Drabble #11
Character: Alpha Wanda Maximoff
Kinks: Breeding, collaring, Quiroffillia(hands)
Authors note:If its not obvious this is an Omegaverse (a/b/o) fic which means, Alphas have a penis
Word count: 1282        Wanda Masterlist  Marvel Masterlist   Kinktober
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 Wanda's rut is here and it’s hit her full force. As she leans against her headboard, holding her hard pulsing cock in her hand, she grunts in frustration. Her body temperature is insanely warm right now and her cock is painfully hard, it has been for hours. She's sure the only thing that will settle her is her desired Omega, her roommate Y/n.
   She continues to stroke herself, though it doesn’t give her complete relief it does at least keep most of her discomfort away. It does nothing to stop her yearning for you though, and she can’t help but think of you bouncing on her cock right now, and how good that would feel. Her eyes flutter shut and her head leans back against the wall as she subconsciously whines, begging for your presence.
   Out in the apartment's living room, your eyes shoot to Wanda's bedroom door. Her scent has permeated almost the entire apartment, which was making your want for her even more apparent. But accompanying her lovely scent was the scent of distress and longing. You don’t think you’d ever smelled either of those scents on the Alpha before. And as if that wasn’t enough to worry you, you could also hear her grunt occasionally. And to you, those grunts sounded like she was in pain and desperate for release.
   You're startled from your thoughts by a needy whine. You shiver as you realize how much discomfort she must be in to not only release such a sound but also to do it as loudly as she has. There's only one reason an Alpha becomes so pent up during their rut and that's because they can’t have their chosen Omega. You could only hope that was you, you desperately want to help her. Make her feel better and let her claim you like you’ve wanted.
   “Wanda” you call out, knocking softly. She grunts, squeezing her eyes shut as her cock throbs from just hearing your voice.
   “N-not now” she calls back
   You huff in annoyance, curse an Alphas stubbornness. “Wans, I can smell and hear you all the way out here”
   “Oh.” she says, feeling her cheeks heat up in embarrassment, “Sorry. I…I’ll uh, take a shower or something to cool off and try to be more quiet”
   “I have a better idea” you tell her, moving to unlock the two locks she has on the outside of her door to keep her confined during times like this
   Panic shoots through her, “Wait! You can’t come in here right now!!”
   “It's ok Alpha, be calm.” you reassure her as you slowly open the door. She quickly covers herself with her bedsheet and averts her gaze from you
   Your head swirls as your senses are overwhelmed by her. It makes you so much more aware of the fact that you want to be hers. Instinctively you move closer to her and she can feel her cock throb as your scent becomes stronger, she's desperate to make the pain between her thighs subside by claiming you. She needs to make you her Omega.  
   “Y/n, please…I- you…you can’t be in here. You have to go.”
   Your brows furrow, “But you're hurting. You need your chosen Omega so badly that I can hear and smell it Wans. That's never happened before, I’m worried.”
   She lowers her head as her hands fiddle with the blanket and your eyes are immediately drawn to the many rings that she wears. “I- I’m ok, really. The feeling will pass.”
   “Why does it have to?” you ask, confusing her slightly, “I mean, I don’t know if it's me so I could be making a fool out of myself right now…But if it is me, I’m right here.”
  She craves to knot you and mark you, to claim you as her own so she can protect you from the world and start a family with you. And having you here admitting your want for her, this is her chance. She’d be an absolute fool to turn you away.
   Her eyes finally meet yours, “It’s you. Please Omega, I want you.”
   You quickly make your way over to her on the bed, pulling your shirt and pants off as you go. You practically jump into her arms and she crashes her lips against yours in a hungry kiss. As she deepens the kiss she allows you to pull the sheet from her body.
   “Fuck Wans, you’re beautiful” you admit as your eyes trail over her body, “And you're so hard for me.” 
   She whimpers, “Please malysh(baby)…need you so badly.” 
   “Then what are you waiting for, make me yours.”
   She quickly switches your positions, laying against the mattress beneath her as her hands claw at your bra and underwear. You watch the way her rings glimmer in the light as her fingers flex, you can’t wait to feel them exploring your body.
   As soon as you're fully naked she wastes no time, lining herself up with your already slick folds and slowly pushing herself inside you. She moans in relief as you moan in pleasure and she kisses you once more as her hips begin to move.
   “You feel so good malysh(baby)” she rasps out as her hands wander to your breasts. She notices the way you watch them and she can feel the effect they have on you as you clench around her cock. 
   She moves one to cup your face, letting her thumb caress the apple of your cheek before running it along your lips. You kiss her digit and she gently pushes it past your lips. You suck on it, purring through your moans as she continues to fuck you.
  With how pent up she had been mixed with the joys of finally having you, she knows she won’t last terribly long, especially with you looking at her the way you are. 
   She grunts, burying her face in your neck, “My beautiful Omega. Gonna make you full with my pups.”
   “You’ll take care of me right? This isn’t just your rut making you do this?” you whimper
   Her hips stutter at the vulnerability in your voice, “Of course I’ll take care of you malysh(baby), I love you”
   “I love you too Wand, please claim me”
   Her heart soars at your admission and she can feel her knot beginning to grow. You moan as it stretches you out further, pulling her even closer by wrapping your arms around her. As soon as she locked into place her cum spills into you and you both moan as you cum, squeezing her cock even harder.
   She quickly bites your scent gland and as she pulls away you bite hers. You look up at her and she smiles, “I uh, I actually have something for you. I didn’t know if I’d ever have the courage to tell you how I felt and I don’t even know if you’ll want this- ”
  “Wans” you gently call, stopping her rambling by cupping her face, “Show me”
   She reaches over to her bedside stand and opens the drawer, grabbing a slim box. She nervously opens it, pulling a leather collar from within. The leather is your favorite color and the ring is heart shaped.
   “I know it takes a lot of trust in their Alpha for an Omega to want to be collared, but- ”
   “Yes” you reply, interrupting her, “I trust you Wans, and I’d love to wear it.”
   She smiles brightly before placing it around your neck, and you slowly roll your hips up into her. She moans, meeting you as best she can while still locked inside you.
   “Now pull on it as you fuck me again, Alpha.”
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kasshole69 · 2 years
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truly, madly, deeply - 3
ALPairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader, Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff, (eventual) Natasha Romanoff x Reader, (eventual) Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Summary: You’d been living a good life, well as good as it could get with how full of lies it was. Why? It was the only way to get by when you were an unmated omega with an uneasy past. That's all flipped on its head when you see a matching soul mark on two certain avenger, leaving your lies to crumble right in front of your face.
A/N: yay chapter 3!!!!! this one is filled with (mostly) fluff. also this was supposed to be a little longer but i got to the point where the chapter ends and was already at like 3k words and had like 6 more things that i wanted to happen so im just gonna split it in two. i got no idea about chapter 4 but i usually write when im at work (dont question it lol) and i dont work until wednesday but we’ll see what happens. I hope you enjoy!!!!
chapter 1 chapter 2 ao3
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As you wake, you notice you’re in a similar position to the previous night. Curled up next to Wanda with your head tucked under hers, her fingers combing through her hair. Instinctively you want to curl even further into her and soak up more of her delicious scent and warmth, but you stop yourself, which causes you to freeze up and alert Wanda that you are awake.
Wanda slightly pulls back from you to look you in the eyes. Your sight is slightly blurry from just waking up but you can see a smile on her lips before she says, “Good morning, sleepyhead.”
You completely pull away from her to sit up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. When you look back at Wanda, she is sitting up as well and giving you a look. Not a bad one, instead one so filled with love and admiration that it made you want to shrink. Out of anyone in the world it shouldn’t be you that she gives that look. Not when she hardly knows you. Not when your stubbornness nearly killed you.
You look away from her and ask, “What time is it?”
“Oh! It’s 9:50, did you want me to call a nurse for breakfast?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna freshen up in the bathroom while you do that.”
“Wait,” Wanda says as she rushes to the other side of the room to grab a bag, “Lexi left this at the front desk this morning and a nurse brought it here. I think it’s some clothes and toiletries.”
“Thank you.”
Once you’re safely inside the bathroom, you first look at your reflection and it is shocking. There isn’t really a better way to describe your features other than radiant. Your skin is practically glowing, and the bags under your eyes that had been there for months were completely gone. You haven’t looked like this in, well, ever. The eye bags were thought to be permanent and your skin had never had as much color. You knew these past few months had made you look worse for wear, but your recovery process wasn’t even finished and you're looking better than you did before all this had happened. 
This once again made your thoughts spiral. Were you really that miserable? Of course, waking up this morning had been extremely comfortable and you had to stop yourself before you did anything embarrassing but it wasn’t amazing by any means, right? It’s not like you had to force the smile off your face when you saw Wanda’s, right? You hardly knew Wanda and only met her yesterday, there is no reason that you would already have started feeling something other than distrust and hatred for her. There is no reason for your face to heat up or for your stomach to flip when she smiled at you.
Before these thoughts of yours develop further, you splash your face with some water, get into something other than a hospital gown and brush your teeth. When you come out of the bathroom, you see Wanda sitting down on the bed texting someone on her phone with one hand and a cup of tea in the other. When she hears you shut the door, she looks up and gives you that smile that is so damn hard not to return and says, “Hey, breakfast should be here in a few minutes, and the doctor will come in whenever you're finished eating. I also texted Lexi that you're awake and she’s planning to come at around 1:30 to eat lunch with you.”
“Lexi? How did you get Lexi’s number?”
“Oh, well she gave it to me when I got here yesterday and told me to give her updates on you since you were asleep and without a phone.”
“Alright,” you say in a tone that couldn’t really be defined as an upset one but it certainly wasn’t a happy tone either. One less thing to look forward to apparently. Lexi had a tendency to go full maternal on you sometimes, so you knew this “lunch” was going to be more of lecture than anything.
You go and sit down on the bed next to Wanda and you barely stop yourself from leaning against her. A nurse comes in with a tray of food right after and sets it down on bedside desk. You’ve got scrambled eggs, sausage links, a fruit cup and a glass of orange juice. You look at Wanda and say, “I don’t need your help this time.”
She giggles and gets up to sit in the chair beside the bed, “If it means you’re feeling better than that’s fine with me.”
You look back down at your food and begin to eat while having these contradicting thoughts about this whole situation. Why is she being so nice? Is she not at all upset that your ignorance dragged her away from home to stay at a hospital to take care of a stranger? This isn’t a part of her actual job and there is no direct benefit to doing this, unless she considers having to spend all of her time with me a benefit. But how in hell would that be a benefit? You certainly haven’t been a joy to be around and your not recuperating any of the affection she’s given you, so why would she even care about a cold and unaffectionate nobody like you?
You are snapped out of these thoughts and look at Wanda when she asks, “Are you all done?”
Looking back down at your tray, you find all of your food has been eaten and your glass empty, “Uh, yeah I am.”
Wanda smiles at you again and takes the tray and heads out of the room. She’s comes back in and just as she sits back down in the chair a nurse comes in to do a check-up. Checking all your vitals, replacing your IV and asking your pain on a scale of 1-10. Once she is done she lets you both know that the doctor will be there shortly and just a few minutes later the doctor comes in, “Good morning Ms. L/N! How are you feeling today?”
“Fine.”
“Well, you are certainly looking a lot better. Are you still having any pain? Any prickling, throbbing or aches?”
“Nope,” you say quickly. Technically, you were lying. The pain you were feeling didn’t fall under any of those categories, but you were having cramps and you could feel a slight buzz in your head. You knew for a fact that this wasn’t from the touch deprivation, this was because you didn’t take your suppressants. While yes, you know they are bad for you and could cause a lot of problems for you down the line, they were necessary. Once you started feeling the effects of touch deprivation, it had become impossible for you to drop.
Dropping hasn’t been something you hated, but at times it was a hassle. Sure, it felt good to drop since it was basically just getting to lay in the warm arms of an alpha whilst being high as fuck.
You had gone to Brooke just for a routine dropping session and when you couldn’t drop, you just faked it. You then tried a clinic and couldn’t drop there either, you’d never had problems dropping before but you’d believed it was because you knew who your soulmates were and your subconscious didn’t want you dropping for anyone else. So you went and took suppressants. You’d been telling Brooke and Lexi that you had been just going to clinics like you did for your heats. The longest an omega was supposed to go without a drop was a month, but it was suggested at least once a week. You hadn’t dropped in months because of the suppressants, and you wanted to keep it that way.
“This is great progress that you’re making Ms. L/N. We do have to keep you here one more night, but we can discharge you tomorrow. I’d like to go through what I need for you to do once you’ve been released, okay?”
“Okay.”
“The full recovery process is a 3 step process to get you back to normal, and once you’re discharged tomorrow you will have already completed step one. We have to do something similar as weaning someone off a certain medication, in this case we basically have to wean you off of Wanda.”
Both you and Wanda’s eyes go wide at this as the doctor continues, “Once you and Wanda get home you need to keep your distance, try to keep contact to small things like hand-holding. Try to keep scenting to a minimum. I suggest still sleeping in the same bed if possible but try not to be in direct contact with each other. Keep in contact with your pediatrician for when the two of you can start the 3rd step of the process and hopefully make a full recovery.”
While this felt like a weight had been taken off your chest for you, you already knew Wanda was most likely distraught at this news. You could tell Wanda wanted to be as close to you as possible but you were relieved to hear that once you left here, you wouldn’t have to spend every second with Wanda. Hopefully that feeling wouldn’t change.
“Do either of you have any questions for me?”
Wanda speaks up this time and says, “How long does the second step of the recovery process take?”
“It varies from patient to patient, but seeing how fast Ms. L/N is recovering, I’d estimate 5-7 days.”
Wanda seems a little relieved at this and the doctor asks again, “Do you have anymore questions?”
You and Wanda both shake your heads as the doctor turns to leave just after saying, “Let one of the nurses if you two need anything. Have a good rest of your day!”
You and Wanda are left alone together when she says, “Well, we have about 2 and half hours before Lexi is supposed to be here. Is there anything you’d like to do?”
“Um, can we watch a movie?”
“Of course we can, darling.”
You could feel a blush on your face as you turned to grab the remote as Wanda sat next to you. After a few minutes of flipping through channels you chose The Sandlot.
Wanda looks intrigued at your choice and says, “I don’t think I’ve seen this one before.”
“Really? This movie is an American classic.”
“It is?”
You nod, “I think it is anyway. I remember watching this movie at least 5 separate times in school when I was growing up.”
“You watched movies in school?” Wanda asks confused.
“Not all the time. Usually it was always right before we had a break off of school. Always watched it on a box TV on a cart with a VHS.”
Wanda hums before saying, “Me and my family would watch old American sitcoms on our VHS to learn English.”
“Which ones?”
“Lots of old black and white ones. My favorite was the Dick Van Dyke show.”
You hum, nodding when you say, “Mine was I Love Lucy.”
Wanda seems taken aback when you know another show of that time and turns to look at you, “You know I Love Lucy?”
“Yeah, my mom used to use it play it whenever it was my nap time. I had complained to her that it was putting me to sleep since it was an ‘old people show’. But every time it was nap time I’d stay up and watch the entire episode and then fall asleep.”
Wanda smiled at your memory and says, “How mischievous.”
You agree and lay back, focusing on the movie. At some point during the movie you’d ended up laying your head on Wanda’s shoulder. You knew you shouldn’t have let yourself give in so easy, but it really was just so easy to lay in Wanda’s arms, especially when they make you feel so safe and warm.
Ever the early bird, Lexi had come in about 10 minutes after the movie had finished, “Y/N!!!”
You get up from Wanda’s embrace to meet Lexi half way so she can give you an absolutely bone crushing hug. You see Brooke over her shoulder and can’t help but smile when seeing their faces. Smiling and a little breathless from the hug you say, “Hey guys, I’m glad you’re both here.”
“Awe, how have you been feeling?”
“Fine.”
“Just ‘fine’? Because I’m going to be real with you, you’ve never looked better.”
“Uh, yeah I mean I just feel normal.”
“So no pain?”
You shake your head and Lexi smiles, “Great.” She looks over to Brooke and gives her some nonverbal signal because Brooke speaks up soon after.
“Hey Wanda, could I speak to you for a sec?” Jotting her head towards the door.
Your eyes widen because you know the second they leave the room Lexi is going to tear you a new one. “That’s not necessary is it? I mean we can all just stay in here.”
You look to Wanda who is now standing by the bed and give her a pleading look which she looks back at you confused.
“Cmon, Y/N, you can stand to be away from Wanda for 10 minutes,” Lexi jokes.
“That’s not-“ you try before Wanda comes up behind you and puts her hand on your lower back. Turning your head to meet her gaze, you see that look again, that look that is filled with so much love for a person she met yesterday.
“It’s okay, I’ll be right back sweetheart,” Wanda says and quickly gives you a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room.
You feel your face heat up and your mouth goes slack jawed at what she just did. Lexi laughs at your expression of embarrassed shock.
“You’ve got it bad, don’t you?”
“Shut up.”
Lexi smiles, “Uh huh, well, you know I’d love to talk about you and Wanda but I didn’t come here to talk to you about that.” Lexi takes a deep breath and says, “What the hell were you thinking? You’ve been sick for what, months? You’ve been going to the clinic regularly too, how did this even happen?”
Your eyes widen, you really don’t have an excuse for that. If you had been going to the clinic, one of the nurses probably would’ve noticed your condition, if not it certainly wouldn’t have gotten to this point. Lexi notices your expression and pushes further, “You have been going to the clinic regularly, right?”
“I-I um-“
“Are you serious?”
“I know, I know, I just couldn’t.”
“What do you mean you couldn’t?”
“I don’t know! I tried dropping with Brooke and couldn’t. Then I went to the clinic and couldn’t drop there either, so I just stopped going.”
“For how long?”
“Whenever we found out about Wanda and Natasha.”
Lexi’s eyes go comically wide, exclaiming, “How are you even alive right now?”
You don’t answer, knowing that it would be the last thing you want to say out loud but thankfully Lexi seems to get what your hinting at, “Where the hell did you get suppressants?!”
“Would you calm down? I’m fine.”
“Fine? You’re taking illegal drugs for an issue that could’ve been solved just by going to the doctors office!”
“The whole reason I took them was so I wouldn’t be in position!”
“Well what good did that do ya?!”
You put your face in your hands and feel tears start to form, saying, “None, I still ended up in the last place I wanted to be.”
Lexi let’s out a sigh and wrap you up in a hug. You hide your face in her shoulder as she rubs your back and shushes you. After a minute she pipes up and asks, “All of that, it was to avoid meeting Wanda and Natasha, right?” You nod without speaking. “Why?”
You let out a shaky sigh, “My entire life, I’ve been afraid I would have to be dependent on someone who didn’t love me, take care of me, or even treat me with respect. It’s why I’ve hid my soul marks for so long. I didn’t want to get stuck in a situation I could not control.”
“You have been with Wanda for over 24 hours now, based on your first impression, do you really think she would hurt you?”
That makes you stop and think for a moment. No, there was no point last night or earlier this morning that you felt in danger. If anything you felt safe. Wanda had done nothing to take control over the situation, to take advantage of you or hurt you, in fact she’d done more to accommodate to you. You let out a weak, “I don’t know.”
“Neither do I, but it’s not like everyone is out to get you either, especially not your soulmates. Why don’t you just give it a chance? And who knows, you might actually like her.”
You giggle at the lighthearted comment, “Yeah, maybe.”
The both of you stay like that for a few minutes longer before Lexi pulls back and says, “Let’s grab Brooke and Wanda for lunch, okay?”
“Okay.”
Lexi gives you a tissue to dry your tears and the two of you head out the door.
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