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The Aftermath: Stickier Situation

Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader (Past)

Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff(Widowed)

Queen!Wanda × KingG!P!Valkyrie

DarkQueen!Wanda x Fem!Reader x SoftDarkKingG!P!Valkyrie

DQ!Wanda x Fem!Reader x SDK!Val x Kate Bishop (🤷🏼‍♀️🧐)

@simplysimping999 a part 2 to your original request

TA: Our Pretty Princess(Part 1)

4/4 of the Part 2 Party Palooza 🤪

18+ | Minors DNI | Smut!!!

1st— Oral (Valkyrie-G!P), Penetration(Reader), BREEDING KINK, Choking, Daddy Kink, Soft degradation, Bulge play, Unprotected sex, Marking.

2nd—Oral(Wanda-Face riding), Degradation, Fingering(Reader-Shower), Mommy Kink, Marking.

Warnings: Stockholm Syndrome, insecurities, manipulation, violence.

8k—You’ve been warned 💋

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The New—Asgard Gala was tonight, the first of many you'll be expected to attend as the beloved partner—prisoner—of the leaders of this great populous. The last two you were able to avoid seeing as how you were freshly added to the mix against your will, so they had to keep you hidden until they deemed you trustworthy. Not to mention you were pregnant with Athena at the time of the first one, then the following year she was just too needy to leave with a sitter.

Your outfit has been laid out, and a team will be by to get you all done up later so that you could be the arm candy you're meant to be. Athena is going to be making her debut as well, and the only problem with that is the rather hilarious tantrum she's currently throwing.

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"No! I'm not wearing dat!" She shouts, arms crossing over her chest in defiance as she sends Wanda a deadly glare that would honestly be terrifying had she not been less than 3ft tall.

"Little one, please don't make mama sad, I picked out this special dress just for you to be able to match all of us perfectly." Wanda tries to reason with the petulant toddler, but she simply doesn't budge.

You hold back the snide commentary, because at the end of the day your daughter might not share her genetics, but she's a spitting image of her mother's personality, and now she must reap what she very well sowed.

*I can still hear your thoughts printsessa, better pull yourself together for tonight, and help me right now.*

"Angel, I promise you can put your Tiana dress back on after the party, and then Mama, Mom, and I will all sit down to watch the movie with you before bedtime." You coo, dropping to your knee before your daughter, and smiling gently to coax her from her bad mood.

"Mommy, I no want to party, I just want cuddles." She pouts, arms dropping in defeat to her side, and you take the hint to pull her exhausted form into your arms.

"I'll tell you what, Mommy will give you all the cuddles right now, then you'll take your nap, and wake up so excited to party. I heard there will be chocolate chip cookies, so be our perfect angel and Mom and I will make sure to sneak you a bunch when Mama's not looking." You reason with her, holding her head tightly to your chest and subtly rocking her to coax her into dreamland, whispering the last part to make her really think it's a secret to which she smirks mischievously before yawning.

"Otay mama, I will wear your ugly dress." She mumbles towards Wanda, sounds muffled as her face nuzzles against your neck.

You snicker at the brutal honesty, and Wanda sends you a pointed glare, but then her face softens slightly at the sight of the easily remedied situation, just solidifying her belief that you were truly the right woman for this.

"Here, there's no way she'll let them touch her, so I'll just get her ready myself." You offer, your lovers smile now wide at your easy submission without even a word of hers being spoken.

"Thank you, always so ready to be a good girl." She praises, thumb tracing over your lip as she had turned your face so that she could kiss you without disturbing the angel within your arms.

After a blissful moment of her lips on yours she had to pull away, having hardly even had the time to fight with your daughter, let alone to get lost in you—her very special princess.

"Valk will be by in a bit to give you more detailed instructions, but please do make our angel here look great, not that it would be hard, she's already so adorable to begin with." Wanda instructs, leaning forward to peck your irresistible lips once more before taking off.

You carry your daughter off towards your connected rooms, opening the side door that leads into her palace sized bedroom you place her down onto her forest green, canopy bed then you plop yourself down in the chair before her vanity while preparing her hair products and hanging her dress up to preserve its shape.

—

Wanda was running around like a mad woman, which for all intents and purposes is the case. Though they had the help of the people to prepare the gala she'd been preoccupied with the fear consuming her as the line up of guests for tonight was a bit different than the usual.

Although retired from Avenging she'd been made to go to Earth just last month to help with a catastrophic event, and in her time there she had felt a bit nostalgic. One thing led to another and she then found herself drunkenly inviting her found family to the event, the same family that were essentially living a lie due to her magical manipulations. Of course she'd locked the bound spell up safe, but she was worried the pull of the heart could be enough to break at least the archer's ties to said spell.

"You're worrying again, with one flick of the wrist you could call them off honey, so either do that or just let it go before the wrinkles gracing your face become permanent."

"Says the one who thinks that overall hygiene consists of bar dish soap and axe body spray." Wanda expertly deflects in an annoyed grumble before then melting into her wife's strong hold, and hypocritically breathing in her cheap cologne to calm herself down.

"Stop deflecting." Valkyrie laughs out with a pinch to the witches hip.

"Careful their My King, we wouldn't want to have to replace another wall now would we?"

"You know as much as you try to threaten me with that My Queen it never works, all it does is awaken my little friend down below."

"You're a royal pain in my ass." Wanda snaps, aggressively pulling out of the strong hold to slap the warrior on the chest, and hurriedly walking away from her before she can try to stop her with her annoying charm.

Valkyrie wasn't joking about her arousal, but with the witch running off to do whatever she deemed worth doing she was only left with one of two options for relief so she set off to find you so that her trusty hand can have a break.

After nearly twenty minutes of searching the massive castle she'd found you reading a book in the library she'd had built specifically for you with the baby monitor right beside you. She'd already been in her ball attire, as she'd only needed to change out the suit jackets and ties to match the familial units color scheme.

"Hey, sweetheart, can you come here please?"

Ever the pliant little one you spring to your feet, settling a bookmark in between the pages and sauntering your way on over to meet her without a single question.

"Look at you, always such a good girl for me..." Valkyrie says with a proud smile upon her face, because though they're meant to be a united front she does in fact pride herself on having a better hold on you than the redhead.

Valkyrie just stares at you with darkened eyes, your innocent expression doing nothing to quell her aching cock confined by her tightly fitting suit pants.

"Can I help you with something daddy?" You not so innocently ask, using the title that you know drives the woman crazy, and she's made privy to just how much you want her too.

"Yes actually, Daddy needs a little help from her pretty princess..." She responds, hand slowly guiding your own to cup the obvious bulge in her pants, and the simplest contact has her bucking against your hand.

Without a word Valkyrie's hands move to take the plain black tie off so that she could replace it with the vermillion later, but in the mean time she has other plans for the article of clothing, toying with it while she patiently awaits your response.

"Whatever you need daddy..."

Valkyrie's eyes light up at your submission, heart rate rapid as she throws the loosened fabric over your neck, and in quick succession she tightens the prefixed knot to pull your body flush against hers for a bruising kiss that you moan into as her prominent bulge lightly grinds against your clothed core and your whole body warms at the promised activities.

Without separating your lips she pushes your body against the wall, continuing to grind against you and while her tongue explores your mouth you can feel your arousal soaking through your panties and onto your cotton shorts that are now sticking to your thighs.

"Daddy needs you on your knees princess." Valkyrie groans against your lips as the pressure building up beneath her slacks is becoming too much, right hand shoving you to your knees by means of the tie while the other desperately works to remove her belt.

Eager hands move to help her, unbuttoning the slacks and pulling them down her thick, toned thighs until they fall the rest of the way to pool at her ankles. Your eyes widen at the sight of the sizable amount of precum that coats the tip of her cock, you lick your lips in elated anticipation you squeeze your thighs together in search of the much needed friction since she'd gotten you so damn worked up.

"Fuck, do you see what you do to me honey? Go on princess, suck daddy off..."

You're quite the fan of teasing the woman, so your tongue pokes out to barely swirl around her tip, while your hand wraps around the base to slowly glide up and down the entirety of her shaft, her veiny cock twitches under your hold, and there's a slight change in her breathing pattern before she groans in frustration.

"Don't fucking tease me princess, you know we're short on time here, and if one of us has to go without it won't be me.."

With the unthinkable threat of being left in your desperate state you waste no time giving her exactly what she wants.

"Sorry daddy..." You attempt to remedy the situation, eyes caught in a stare off with the needy woman.

Your purposefully innocent gaze never leaves hers as you spit on the tip, then with your thumb and pointer finger you trail the spit down her shaft with a delicate pressure, and her head falls forward against the wall as she tries to refrain from cumming on the spot.

"Fucking hell..." She pants out, and that's when your lips wrap around the head of her cock, sucking lightly over the sensitive tip.

You take a ragged breathe through your nose while you work your way down her shaft, hollowing your cheeks as you pull back slowly, and repeating this only a few times as you soon got used to the sizable intrusion.

Your hands had taken hold of her thighs in an attempt to steady yourself, fingernails digging into her taut skin and leaving memorable marks behind while you had began to bob your head vigorously, slurping sounds filled the otherwise silent library, mixing with the pleasured grunts from your lover as you built her up further. Valkyrie hated feeling like she was putty in your hands, because even if it was the case she couldn't have you believing it, so she decided to regain some of her control.

Testing the bounds of your gag reflex she uses her grip on the tie to abruptly stop your movements as you neared the base of her cock but repeatedly failed to do so on your own and so she thrusted up instead. Your nose brushed uncomfortably against the scratchy material of her button up, and your throat deliciously contracted around her while you loudly gagged. Tears fall down your cheeks as you're being pushed beyond your limits and after a few more harsh thrusts, and with a generous squeeze to her balls by your falling hand Valkyrie unloads down your throat with a loud, broken up moan.

She pulls out rather abruptly so that she could make sure to paint your exposed chest white with her never ending load, her mouth agape as the pleasure failed to fade as she herself continued to stroke her shaft with her left hand, and with her right she tightened the tie around your throat even further before yanking you off the ground and she marveled at the sight of you completely at her mercy, gasping for air, and absolutely covered in her slick.

"God, that mouth of yours is purely magical..." She pants out, forehead falling against your shoulder while her hands fall to your hips to steady herself even further.

"Fucking hell princess, you've soaked through your shorts." She groans, fingers trailing over the evidence, and her cock was quick to stand again at the delectable sight.

She pulls back to really look at you, pulling her handkerchief from her pocket she's quick to wipe the remnants of her previous release from your lips and follows it up by slamming her lips to yours and aimlessly tossing the ruined fabric to the side.

With her hands on your hips she quickly trails them down to pull your bottoms off, panties and all, then with brute strength she grips you up by your thighs to slam you against the wall. You shakily moan into her mouth as her dick twitches against your drenched core, and as soon as your hips start to grind against her she smirks against your lips.

"My desperate little dove, you've been so patient, such a good girl..." She chuckles against your lips as you whine against hers.

With quick, precise movements her defined biceps flex under your tight grip as she lifts your body then is slammed down just as fast. Your head slams against the wall as she fills you up entirely, her lips attach to your neck, and she bites into your skin as your warm walls flutter around her, the only thing she loves more than your mouth is your inviting pussy.

"Oh baby... you feel so good around me honey. Just a perfect, pretty pussy for me to fuck whenever I please, daddy's going to fill you up so good honey..."

Though your walls attempt to hold her captive she pulls her hips back and begins to thrust into you steadily, and it doesn't take long for you to reach your high.

"Oh shit... I'm so close... Please daddy, fuck another baby into me, fill me up until it's running down my thighs."

Valkyrie's thrusts pick up at your request, not a single part of her hesitates at the idea of fucking another one of her babies into you. You were absolutely insatiable when you had been pregnant, she fondly, not to mention vividly remembers the nonstop sex that took place during the last two trimesters and she twitches at the thought of it becoming a reality once more.

Her right arm holds you up while her left hand makes its way between your bodies, thumb rubbing harsh circles against your clit while her forehead falls against the wall in sync with yours.

"Let go princess..." She groans, breaths fanning against your shoulder, as she finds it becoming increasingly hard to hold out.

Her cock rubs against your most sensitive spot at the same time that her long fingers press down on the bulge of your stomach and her thumb perfectly swipes over your swollen clit. Your walls instantly flutter, clinging tightly to her as you're thrown over the edge, your arousal coating her dick at the same time that the delicious pressure causes her to unload inside of you. Her hips continuing to thrust into you, making sure that her swimmers have enough push to bring her dreams to fruition.

She allows them a fighting chance by remaining inside of you as your collective breaths regulate, her lips lightly trail across your jaw until her watch beeps to make her aware of the new hour, so she reluctantly pulls away and looks deep into your lust filled eyes. She presses her lips to yours to absorb your whines as she pulls out of you, then settles you down onto shaky legs.

She carefully removed her tie from your neck, rubbing over the irritated skin to help relieve any pain. Then she helps you back into your shorts, then you watch in bewilderment as she folds up your ruined pair of red panties, then she settles it into the jacket of her suit pocket.

"Needed a replacement handkerchief." She jests with a shoulder shrug, a wink and flirty smile, and your legs nearly give out on you.

Then with a little instruction you help her to pull herself together so that she can go off to handle the gala preparations.

"Thanks honey. Now run along and get cleaned up princess, you've got three hours until they expect you to get your hair and makeup all done up and not to mention you still have to get our angel ready. Don't be late princess."

"I promise I won't be, I'll see you later Val."

Before you can skip—limp—out of the room though she yanks you back for a parting kiss, never really able to get enough of you.

"Had to steal a kiss for good luck princess, those assholes in suits will be here shortly." She grumbles against your soft lips while you giggle in response, she places a far more gentle kiss to your cheek before contradicting it by sending you off with a love tap to your behind.

"Hey Princess!" Valkyrie calls out to you as you're nearly out of the room.

You turn around to face her from the doorway, taking notice of her charming smile so you easily send her back a soft one of your own.

"I love you..."

"I love you too." You reply with a air kiss that she exaggeratedly catches, then the both of you silently leave in opposite directions for your respective destinations with matching smiles.

—

After the lengthy shower you'd taken you walked out into your room to get dressed, with plans to check on your daughter. You soon come to find out she'd been carted off for lunch, and that Wanda had been patiently waiting for you on the bed instead.

"There you are...Mommy is far too stressed out, I need that pretty little mouth of yours to help make it all go away for me printsessa."

Well there goes your shower...

"Mommy still needs a shower too, we'll take one together after you help me out honey." She answers your thoughts while beckoning you closer with a curl of her talented fingers.

You stood before her mindlessly, allowing her to manhandle you until your wet body was flat on the bed, and you were gently smiling up at her, her lips met yours in a chaste kiss just before she shimmied up until her drenched core was hovering above you instead.

"Be quick, I have a lot to get done before the Avengers arrive." She muses, effectively smothering your face before you could make a comment about the arriving guests you knew nothing about.

Your heart and mind were clouded just enough by the thoughts of Kate that you stuttered in your movements, but a quick pull of your hair had your focus on the witches cunt laser sharp.

"Your thoughts are adorable detka, but alas the spell is sealed in tight, she won't even know who you are so your foolish dreams of her saving you from your tragic life where we give you everything you've ever wanted is amiss." She laughs rather loudly at you, mocking your hearts hopeful nature in favor of crushing it.

"Now flatten your tongue because you're proving rather useless when you use your brain, had I had the time I would've fucked you dumb first..."

Her words sting your heart, so in an act of counterproductive defiance you harshly swipe your tongue through her folds, swirling it with perfect precision over her clit before dropping back down to plunge it as deep as you can into her pulsing hole—giving her exactly what she needed, and deep resentment's aside you fucking love bringing Wanda over the edge.

"Shit, keep going... Just like that detka, make mommy forget and then as a thank you I'll use my magic hands on you pretty girl."

You whine against her sensitive cunt, your thighs rubbing together in anticipation for having her fingers buried deep inside you while your determined tongue works to push her over. Wanda's hips grind down against your face in perfect time with your movements, meeting your tongues thrusts, and with every perfect nudge of your nose to her clit her breathing becomes ragged, and the filthiest of moans full of desperation tumble out from above you, and though your jaws tired from your earlier activities your pace picks up at the dizzying sounds coming from above.

Wanda's perfectly chiseled abs contracts as the pit growing deep within her nears it's precipice of bliss. Nimble fingers harshly tug upon your locks, the pleasurable pain has you groaning against the witch, and that final sensation is all that she needed to have her trembling thighs tightly clamping around your head, and her never ending arousal to come flooding out of her, half of which you happily lap up, the rest winding up covering the entirety of your face as Wanda's hips continued to move against you.

"Oh fucking hell printsessa, your mouth is one of my absolute favorite fucking things, just mommy's slutty little mouth to fuck upon whenever she needs..." Wanda praises, her body slowly moves back from your face, and while she shakily travels down the bed you graciously breathe in and out, lungs thanking you for the oxygen you've graced them with.

Wanda's drenched core settles upon your abdomen, the warmth of her juices pulls a gasp from your throat as it hits your chilled skin. Quickly cut off as Wanda pushes her mouth to yours, tongue passing through your lips to explore the expanse of your mouth.

"What do we say?" She whispers against your lips, hardly giving you a chance to say anything in response as she sucks on your tongue.

"Thank you mommy." You incoherently slur, doing the best you can as Wanda's still exploring your mouth with her tongue.

"Good girl..." She praises as she pulls back, lips loudly popping as she does due to the abundance of spit coating them.

She chuckles at the way your body squirms beneath her at the simple praises, then she leans back to hover above and look you over.

"You always look so beautiful covered in my essence, but we really do need to get cleaned up, you've got less than two hours left..." She teases, enjoying the needy whines it pulls and the fearful expression overtaking your face.

"Don't start, you know I always keep my promises, just be patient..." She chides, then in one swift motion the both of you are in the shower standing beneath the hot streaming water while Wanda happily works you over.

Wanda's lips work with purpose to mark your skin, wanting to leave nothing up to chance at the gala tonight while her fingertips gently slide down your slippery abdomen until they land just above your desperate mound. With a proud smile she pulls back to admire the absolute masterpiece that is your marked up collarbones, the pattern of varying shades enough to rival the likes of "A Starry Night," Vincent Van Gogh could never...

Then her gaze moves up to look into your eyes, an almost unplaceable vulnerability swims within them as she suddenly slams two fingers into your already sensitive cunt and your head flies back into the shower wall. Wanda's eyes never waver from your beautiful face, wanting to bare witness to you coming undone for her, every gasp or twitch from the overwhelming pleasure fills her with pride, and has her fingers picking up their pace while red tendrils play their part in circling your neglected clit.

"Always making the prettiest of noises for me honey, just so perfect, and so beautiful..."

Wanda smirks at the way your walls clench around her slender digits whenever she's praising you, even though she would be the first to admit she prefers it whenever she gets to punish you, and the way you usually drip uncontrollably tells her you do too, she just sadly doesn't have the time.

"Fuck, mommy your fingers feel so good..."

"If only I'd had time baby, you'd be bent over my knee for swearing..."

Wanda chuckles as her fingers are held in place by your fluttering walls, and with the flick of her thumb mixed with the tingling of her magic upon your clit you finally let go, drenching her fingers in the process as you scream her title repeatedly. Wanda's slick fingers leave your cunt against your pitiful protests, eyes enamored with the abundance of your arousal that drips down your legs and eventually washes down the drain.

"What a damn waste..." She grumbles, before plopping the glistening fingers into her mouth, eyes slamming shut as she sucks them clean like a woman starved.

"Thank you mommy..."

Wanda smiles over her fingers when she hears you without having to prompt you, clearly she was able to fuck the attitude out of you just in time for the gala.

"It was my pleasure little dove..."

She placed a kiss to your lips before grabbing the loofah to prepare, and your hands worked to massage the shampoo and then the conditioner into the witches hair while her hands tenderly cleaned your body for you once more, removing the remnants of your special time together.

Though she'd yet to say those three words that you found yourself craving to hear you knew deep down the feelings were there whenever she'd allowed herself to show you such softness, which was far more often than the witch would willingly admit to.

"I'll see you later little dove, and make sure that you're on time, you know how much I hate it when you're late—wouldn't want to have to punish you..." She coos, hands cupping your face as she winks before snapping her fingers and exiting the restroom ready for the gala while you stand there completely drenched, and slightly heartbroken as she leaves you to handle yourself alone.

Wanda heard the desperate way that your brain shouted out 'I love you,' but she couldn't bring herself to acknowledge it. She's got herself convinced that the words are equivalent to a curse whenever muttered by herself, and the idea of losing any of you terrifies her, she just wouldn't allow it, so she leaves you broken instead.

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Once you'd gotten dressed you rushed off to find Athena, and after many encounters with clueless individuals you found she'd been let to wander off into the basement—the one Wanda uses for her magical enchantments and you're not sure how she'd managed to get in there but you move quickly to get her out of her Mama's lair.

"Angel, what are you doing down here?"

"Playing with Mama's toys!" She beams with some odd looking contraption in her hand, and as adorable as she is you fear that whatever she's holding is Wanda's forbidden apple.

Uneasiness seeps into your bones the longer you're down here, so you scoop the toddler up, and that in turn jostles the 'toy' from her tiny hands; it goes tumbling to the ground and you wince at the sound it makes as it scrapes across the concrete floor. Instead of checking it over though you scurry on out of the creepy, barely lit room and buy your daughters silence with a promised princess movie marathon.

—

Getting the toddler bathed was a breeze, after massaging and combing each one of her products into her hair to ensure it was well nourished you'd been able to coax her away from her rubber ducky's with the reminder of chocolate chip cookies. Getting her into the dress was a bit trickier though as she had remembered her previous contempt for the fabric, but you'd somehow managed it after slipping a cherry lollipop into the spoiled little girls hand.

"Pick a color baby—red, white or maybe both?" You question the toddler as you plonk her weightless body down into her chair.

"Pink!"

"Baby, that's not an option, it wouldn't match."

"But Mommy..."

"Ah-aht, no tantrums angel, we don't have time. I'll just do both, it'll be pretty."

"Me want hair like mom." She pleads, eyes batting in the 'I always get what I want' way, and just as you do every single time you have to deny her you crush her soul.

Because when she says like mom's she means in length too, and the three of you had agreed that extensions for the two year old just wouldn't be suitable with the way she moves around, and how delicate her young hair is.

"Baby, you're not old enough for hair like mom's, but I can do two puffy buns, or I can do just one, or I can do some partial braids—?"

"No care, mommy choose." She interrupts you with a scowl present upon her face, another wave of tantrums on the horizon if you don't play your cards right.

You quickly weigh out your options, and judging by the time and how she's already squirming around you settle upon slicked back space buns, pulling her hair out of her face while also allowing the natural curls to shine through. You use scrunchies with built in bows, one red, one white, and then with a fine brush you settle her baby hairs.

"My littlest love, are you ready to see?" You ask enthusiastically, hopeful to pick her mood back up, and she looks up to you with a giddy smile.

"Yes! Mommy, I ready!"

You lightly jostle the spinning chair to shake her up some, causing her to giggle before you quickly spin her to face the mirror.

"Oh, mommy, I'm beautiful..." She gasps, and your eyes nearly fill with tears at the sweetest smile upon her face.

"Yes you are angel, so very beautiful!" You coo as you settle her on your hip and nuzzle your nose with hers then you place a sweet kiss to each of her cheeks.

"Mommy's turn now?"

"Yes angel, and you're coming with me to get ready."

Her squeals lighten the sudden wave of pain that had hit your heart, not entirely sure if it's Wanda's inability to admit her feelings, or the fact that the actual love of your life will be here tonight and she'll have no clue who you are. Either way you're grateful to have the little one, and the gorgeous woman whom gave you said angel by your side tonight.

—

Wanda and Valkyrie were stood beside one another in the ballroom ensuring that all the final adjustments were made to ensure maximum enjoyment for all this evening.

"My Queen, you sure seem far more relaxed." Valkyrie teases, recognizing the after sex glow the witches skin portrayed.

"Yeah, and I can see your little friend was tended to as well, and we both know it wasn't your hand that did the dirty work." She teases right back, and both women share in a fit of laughter before sharing a lingering kiss.

"Really though, how are you feeling?"

"Slightly worried, but more than prepared for anything that could go wrong tonight, no matter what Y/N's safe with us."

"That's for certain..." Valkyrie growls as her lips reattach to the witches, and the both of them just live in this gentle moment together before the first set of guests begin to arrive.

—

While sitting in the chair you'd allowed them to throw your hair back to keep it from your face, and then they applied only the lightest bit of makeup which makes you realize this encounter wasn't even necessary as you were quite capable of doing all of this on your own. Athena was running around the room, twirling the skirt of her dress around, and just being a total menace to the workers around.

"Mommy, you pretty now."

You hold back a scoff at your daughters unintentional slight, and pull her into your lap, taking a baby wipe to clean her sticky hands and giving her dress the once over. Relieved to see that she'd managed to keep clean you carry her with you to then check yourself over in the mirror as well.

"Want to look like mommy..." She mumbles, pointing to your tinted red lips in the mirror, and you smile gently before lifting the gloss up to apply a thin layer to her tiny puckered pair.

"There you go angel, just like mommy." You coo, and she places a wet kiss to your cheek in thanks, effectively taking it off and you just chuckle before fixing you both back up to head down to the ballroom.

—

Out of all the ways you could have imagined entering the ballroom to go this wasn't how you'd expected it to go at all. Chaos had apparently ensued at the exact moment the Avengers had arrived and you'd been left in the dark, and to a certain degree you were still in it. Valkyrie was stood toe to toe with the likes of Clint while both Yelena and Kate were screaming at the witch.

A guardsmen had scurried over to you, with express instructions to protect you, but your daughter had other plans once she saw the unfolding scene taking place too close to the table of sweets. With shocking strength she shoved the guard back and wiggled from your grasp to make her way over—she is a descendant of a Valkyrie after all.

"No touch my Mama and Mom!" She shrieked, tiny hands shoving the bulky archer back, and his eyes widen at the sight of the mini you.

Kate's eyes find her next, her suspicions confirmed when she recognizes the scowl on Athena's face. Frantically her eyes search for you in the crowded room full of nosy onlookers, finding nothing outside of the two specific men with notebooks who were clearly planning the next play that is to come of this rousing event.

Yelena's trained eyes found you, and she saw you struggling to break free from the mens holds and she was quick to run to you.

"Y/N Y/L/N, it's been along time—now duck."

Weird greeting aside you do as she says, then she slams the guards heads together and pulls you into her back protectively while guiding you towards the entirety of the Avengers.

Wanda's hands illuminate in red at the sight of Avengers encircling you, Valkyrie's fingers then drum along the handle of her sword, while Athena is holding Clint back with one hand while shoveling cookies into her mouth with the other.

"Wanda, what have you done?" Clint asks, and the witch quirks a curious brow as her glare now fixates on him.

"Exactly what needed to be done." She reasons, and the archer scoffs.

"Natasha wouldn't have wanted this!"

"Don't you fucking tell me what my late wife would've wanted Barton. I thought she wanted to live but low and behold she didn't do that. Apparently my heart mattered so little to her that she gave her life for yours, don't speak about her because you're also very wrong!"

"Look, Wanda, you took this fantasy too far, you manipulated the world to your will, and it's time we take Y/N back to live the life she was destined to." Strange interjects himself into the conversation, and Valkyrie is quick to unsheathe the sword and hold the point to his throat.

While the lot of them went back and forth your former lover was trembling before you, hands shakily cupping your face and checking you over for injuries.

"Y/N/N, baby I'm so sorry, I should've kept you hidden, kept you safe..." She sobs, and your heart breaks for the archer.

"Oh Katie, this wasn't your fault, we were all bamboozled here..."

Before the conversation could divulge into a next step you're breaking free from her hold to run over to your makeshift family.

"Don't you dare fucking touch her!" You seethe, hands quick to pull your daughter away from the archer who subsequently goes flying across the room.

"Mommy, no-no..." Your daughters shaky voice reprimands you, and you hum while pulling her face against your chest to shield her.

"Y/N, get behind me now!" Valkyrie instructs, hardened eyes telling you there's no wiggle room here.

"No, You don't tell her what to do! Y/N, come to me!" Yelena shouts, widow bites raised towards the woman you've grown to love.

Instead of doing as you're told you stand in front of the warrior to make your stance clear.

"Y/N/N, what are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious? She's happy with us!"

"No Wanda, she's scared of you, and is just protecting herself." Strange concludes, never once does anyone let you speak, which honestly isn't that surprising.

"I'd never hurt her!" Wanda shouts while throwing the sorcerer across the room next.

"Wanda, you can't do this..." Kate whimpers, overwhelmed by all this new information, and at the sight of seeing you marked by another.

"I already did, and you're all better off for it! Clint's finally retired, you're thriving in your superhero career, and Y/N's being taken care of like the princess she was always meant to be. Face it Kate, you were happy..."

"No, I wasn't. Everyday I woke up feeling this emptiness, and no matter what I did I couldn't fill it. Now though, that your spell has broken I know exactly what I'd been missing, and that's my Y/N/N..."

Wanda's hands surge with power once Kate tries to claim you as hers again, hands raise to shoot off but she's just as soon cut off.

"Hey!" You shout, pulling all attention your way as you step to be in front of the witch, scared daughter still in your arms.

"Y/N... Move..." She instructs through gritted teeth, and you challenge her by remaining.

"No Wanda, you're not going to hurt Kate..."

"Wands... Tasha wouldn't want this, I knew all about your plans to find your printsessa, but this wouldn't have been the route you both took, and you know it. Let Y/N go..." Yelena tries to reason with the witch, because if anyone could get through to her it would be her gained little sister Lena.

Wanda's gaze falls to Lena's face, and the pure disappointment mixed with betrayal she reads in her stance is enough to shatter what's remaining of her already tattered heart. Still—losing you isn't an option, so she tries to shake the heartbreak, and she decides in the moment to leave it up to you because her faith in you choosing to stay is rather high.

"Fine.. Y/N, what do you want to do here?"

You're immediately taken aback by her words, stance faltering as you scramble to even figure out what you would want here, because even without your daughter present two years is a long time to spend with someone. Kate will always be the keeper of your heart, but your heart now resides in the hands of two other women as well, and it's all a tad bit confusing.

Plus, this could all just be some elaborate ruse to trick you into a punishment later...

"Printsessa, this isn't an elaborate trick, tell us, what do you want?"

"I-I, I don't know..."

"Mommy, is okay..." Athena jumps into action the moment your voice cracks, tiny hands move to frantically slap away the tears and you turn your face to place grateful kisses to her palms.

"Honey... What do you mean you don't know?" Valkyrie's facade comes crumbling down at the uncertainty in your collective future's, losing you not really an option for the King either.

"Y/N/N... Please..." Kate pleads from off to the side, and her body shakes with the fear that you might not be coming home with her.

"I-I want it all..." You quietly mumble as you fall to your knees, pain not even registering as your crackling bones meet with the hard flooring, and your hold on your angel tightens.

Wanda approaches you, dropping to one knee, hand lifting your face by your chin, and then she's leaning in to peck at your trembling lips.

"I'm sorry for everything, I love you Y/N/N..."

The sincerity in her voice tells you this isn't a trick to win, but more so the witch pleading her case, hoping that you'll overlook the whole taking you captive part and instead remember all the bliss that came over the last two years after the initial shock of it all wore off.

Wanda watches as your mind falls into a deep spiral, and she knows this is all breaking you, just not in the fun way she enjoys. Standing to her feet she passes Athena's kicking form over to Valkyrie's clearly defeated one before stepping back to give you some much needed space to process.

"There's always another option..." Wanda suddenly throws out after a long resounding beat of silence, and all present parties attention falls to her.

"Yeah, like what?" Kate bites back, arms securely wrapped around herself for comfort while trying to remain with a strong front.

"Join us."

"What?!" Yelena, Kate, and Valkyrie collectively shriek at the woman's proposition, all with varying reasons for shock.

Honestly, you were hoping for an easy solution to aide with the pull of your heart, and this is like the holy grail of options so you just hope all parties are able to agree.

"Well Kate, you're miserable without her right? Take her away from us and I can assure you she'd be just as miserable without us as we'd be without her. Add our child to the mix, and Y/N wouldn't even be willing to leave with you. Plus, Kate, I've heard your not so pure thoughts about me over the years, and even the ones about my wife here in just the last hour, it's not like it would be a hardship for you. Forget the way we went about taking her, and you'll see she's had it good here because contrary to their beliefs we do love her. She spends most of her days tending to our feisty little angel here, and with her loads of free time she's painting or reading, we also have normal family gatherings like movie nights or dance parties." Wanda attempts to pitch her case, and the archer's face flashes with about five different emotions before quickly settling on acceptance.

"I'm in."

"What?!" Clint and Strange suddenly shriek, but Kate waves them off and makes her way over to you, dropping to her knees to be level with you and just like Wanda she's lifting your fallen face to peer into your glistening eyes.

"Is that okay with you Y/N/N?"

You nod your head vigorously, forcing your way into her lap for the much needed embrace, and Kate's decision is one of ease once you're securely in her arms like you'd been meant to be all along.

"It's settled then." Wanda quips, snapping her fingers the ballroom is restored to its former glory, the Avengers are all snapped back to NY with the exception of Yelena and Kate, and the townspeople will wake tomorrow with such horrific hangovers that it makes them realize last night was more fantasy then a reality—Asgardian ale, am I right?

Wanda then approaches your conjoined bodies, lifting and separating the both of you with ease, she then takes Kate by the collar of her shirt and slams her lips to hers briefly.

"Welcome to the family kotenok..."

While Kate has a moment of unfortunate gay panic Wanda's focus shifts over to her princess. Small, yet shockingly strong arms then glide over to wrap around your waist, nose nuzzling against your own before her lips caress yours in a sweeter kiss, full of soft desperation, silent pleads that you'll remain hers for life, and you meet her lips with 'I love you' reassuringly playing in your mind.

"Give me the baby." Yelena demands of your uncharacteristically quiet lover, and though Valkyrie glares at her in response Athena giddily bounces over to her.

"I'm your Auntie Yelena, and I need you to help me to save the girl who just kissed your mama, she's broken."

While Yelena handles the hot mess that is Kate you make your way over to the saddened warrior, Wanda hot on your trails, and the witch sandwiches you in between their bodies while holding onto her tightly.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" You ask in a hushed whisper, and your caring tone sends a tear over the edge but you're quick to cover it so no one sees her in such a state.

"I can't lose you princess, I won't survive."

"But daddy, I am human, I'm going to eventually die."

"Yeah, no, I'm already working on that..." Wanda's quick to shut you down, placing a kiss to your temple before leaving you both to do some further damage control for tonight's events.

"I would never leave you daddy, I don't ever want to, but I do love Kate too, and I just know you will too if you give her a chance."

"I'm certain I will if you speak so highly of her."

Valkyrie tightens her hold around your waist, then she begins to sway the both of you along to the slowed music, and buries her face in your neck, using you and the peace you bring as a hideaway from the demanding world of people around her.

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After the dust settles and everyone moves to go to bed a throat clearing halts everyone's movements.

"Oh no.." You sigh, sharing a knowing look with your fellow parental's as you all turn to face the tiny body.

"Princess. Movie. Marathon." She repeats your words back to you, and you playfully run a hand down your face before scooping her up, everyone else wordlessly follows you into the movie hall, and everyone cuddles up close on the king sized bed.

Wanda's taken to the left side of the bed, having called dibs upon you immediately so there you laid with your head pressed against her chest while she runs a soothing hand over your side and whispers her mocking of the movies just to hear your sweet giggles.

Yelena's laying down directly in the middle, Athena taking up residence between her spread legs with a bowl of popcorn and M&M's, sitting criss-cross-applesauce with her eyes dead set on the massive screen to the front.

Valkyrie took the right side, Kate being voluntold to snuggle up to her, and though shy it didn't take much convincing for the younger brunette to lay against her. Valkyrie had eventually got Kate to stop tensing at her initial touch since she would be settled behind her for the duration of the movies. Kate's squirming around trying to get comfortable worked against the warrior's patience. So she gripped her hip firmly, pulling her back into her so that she could feel the restricted bulge.

"100% natural kitten, so be wary of your movements..."

"Oh."

Valkyrie lightly chuckles from behind her, placing a suggestive kiss to the side of her neck before settling back into the mattress and deviously making sure to keep their bodies flush together in the hopes of driving her mad with lust just to leave her hanging for days. Devious plans to take you in front of the archer, leaving her totally desperate by the time she'd give her what she wanted all while she stares at you instead of the screen.

Every last one of you was out by the time the third movie—Frozen—starts, limbs of all sorts entangled forming an intricate human pretzel. Everyone fell asleep with a widespread feeling of comfort, every differing cracked heart being mended and given the necessary reprieves.

"Let it go!! Let it go!!"

Your body jolts with a start as the annoying ice witch belts out her iconic line, and you grumble your grievances.

"Shhh printsessa, I promise the big bad ice witch won't hurt you, but keep squirming and the Scarlet witch will..." Wanda tiredly teases you, squeezing your hip in playful warning, and in response you roll over to bury yourself into her as sleep once again consumed you.

"Good girl, I am so glad you made all the right choices tonight..." Wanda muses, leaving a kiss to your forehead before falling asleep herself.

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Black!OC

Warnings: lying

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"I don't know about this guys. She's not really my type." Steve mumbles hoping that his friends will see his discomfort. Bucky and Sam had somehow convinced him to join this dating app, and now he has a date with a woman named Delilah. She was a beautiful woman with brunette hair and brown eyes. She had a beautiful smile and she also had an interest in art like he did, but Steve couldn't shake the feeling thay something wasn't right.

Patting him on the back, Bucky chuckles." It's not like she a monster or something Stevie. Just give her a chance." He says plopping down on the couch next to Sam who pushes him before moving over. Rolling his eyes, Steve begins pacing." That's easy for you to say. You don't have to go on this stupid date."

"What's this I hear about a date?" Natasha asks smirking as she walks into the living room causing Steve to groan as Sam and Bucky explain what's going on." Aww. You should give her a chance." Natasha says smiling softly as Steve grabs his jacket." I may as well. I promised her that I'd take her to the art musem."

"Well go get her tiger." Nat teases bringing a small smile to Steve's face." Wish me luck." He mutters heading to the elevator.

"Have fun!"

"Good luck!"

"Don't lay it on her all at once!"

Steve chuckles shaking his head as he steps into the elevator waving to his three friends before the doors close allowing him to take a moment to compose himself. Tony was letting him take one of his cars, so he might as we'll take advantage of it.

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"Oh wow! I wonder how they got this." Delilah says in awe as she and Steve look at a portrait of Perseus beheading a sleeping Medusa." That must be Athena. Look at how it shows how she's instructing him to look into the shield, and look at Hermes' sandals!" She says excitedly causing Steve to smile sheepishly." I've never really heard the story." He says causing Delilah to gasp." Really?" He nods." Oh wow. Well long story short Perseus needs Medusa's head to save a woman named Andromeda from this sea monster. I can't exactly remember why the monster was going to eat her, but just know Perseus was the hero of the story." Steve chuckles and nods." Gotcha."

It turned out that Steve was enjoying this date far more than he thought he was. Delilah was a great conversationalist and she knew a lot about the art here which he found helpful at times. As they admired the different pieces of art Steve would often feel her eyes on him which he didn't mind. However, when it was time to leave he got very nervous. Delilah had suddenly become much more flirty and clingy.

"Um, s-so did you have a favorite part of museum you liked?" He would ask looking down at her as they would walk back to the car." I really enjoyed the Greek exhibit, but I enjoyed you even more." She says giving him a sultry look. Steve gulps and clears his throat." Why thank you. I enjoyed you too, but I should be honest. You're a lovely woman and you're beautiful, but I don't think I'd be interested in pursuing a relationship with you."

Immediately, Delilah's body demeanor changes. Her body tense and a frown on her face." W-what? I thought we were getting along so well. I even wore something special underneath just for you." She says pouting as she presses her body against his. Steve blushes and chuckles nervously as he backs up causing her to fall forward. She yelps as she falls to her knees causing Steve to wince.

"I'm so sorry. Let me help you." As Steve moves to help her up but jumps back as she lets out a scream." Get away from me! Don't touch me!" Delilah yells in a panic as she quickly moves away from him." I'm trying to help you!" "Somebody help me!" She cries out before letting out a sob. Putting his hands up, Steve backs away from her." I-im sorry. I gotta go." He says quickly before running like hell to the car. Once in the safety of the car he runs his fingers through his hair." What the hell just happened?!" He asks himself distraught.

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Steve grunts as he's shoved into a wall by a woman with red braids." Who are you?!" She glares up at him." Shut up! I'll ask the questions." She says firmly as two more women appear from the darkness. One with green braids and the other with blue braids." OMG! That's Captain America!" Euryale exclaims practically vibrating with energy." What?!" Her sisters demand looking at her.

Steve uses this distraction to break away from the woman before he takes off. He was going to leave, but he needed time to process what just happened. That's when the door was practically ripped off and he was dragged out of the car. He was then chased down in the parking garage. He has no idea how She was able to keep up with him. When she caught him she was anything but gentle.

"After him!" Stheno growls before taking off after him. Medusa and Euryale share a look coming to some nonverbal agreement before running after their sister both of them having sensed that something isn't right here. Why would Captain America hurt a woman?

Meanwhile, Stheno pounces on Steve sending both of them to the ground. With unbelievable speed she pins him down before raising her right hand exposing the bronze claws on her fingers. As she's about to bring her hand down to strike Steve she's suddenly pulled off of him." Stheno! No!" Medusa shouts as Euryale restrains her." What are you doing?!" Stheno demands angrily." You said this hunt was mine!" Medusa rolls her eyes at her older sister." Oh relax. This hunt may be a mistake."

Sitting up, Steve looks at them in a mix of surprise and confusion. These women, now that he got a proper look at them, were gorgeous." Who are you?" He asks cautiously as he stands not chancing letting his guard down. Euryale looks at him in awe as she lets go of her sister who looks angry and confused." We're sorry about that. We got a fake call." "A fake call?" Stheno demands as she stand dusting herself off." What in Hades name are you talking about?" She growls.

Medusa sighs." Oh dear sister. Did you take the time to smell him before you attacked?" Stheno looks between her sisters unsure, her confusion just growing." Um...no." "Exactly. If you did, you'd know that he's innocent. There's not a trace of lust on him. It was a false call." Stheno stalks over to Steve who backs up only for her to grab him by his shirt pulling him back to her.

"That's impossible." She mumbles before taking in his scent her grip and eyes softening." Oh my gods...it was a fake call." Stheno whispers in shock. She and her sister have spent years punishing those that would dare to hurt women in anyway. They've had fake calls before, but it had never gotten this far before." I'm so sorry. I had no idea." Stheno says as she quickly let's go of him.

"Um...it's Ok. Can someone tell me what's going on?" Steve asks completely lost. The gorgon sisters share a look and as Medusa goes to say something, the parking garage is suddenly stormed by SHIELD agents. Instinctively, the sisters get in fighting stances prepared to protect themselves, but Steve steps in." No! It's Ok! They're ok! They helped me!" Medusa looks at him surprised as an agent steps forward." Sorry Captain. We gotta take 'em in. These three have been on our radar for a long time."

Medusa and her sisters look at each other clearly annoyed and shocked that they'd been caught. They've been able to avoid SHIELD for years. Why all of a sudden would they get caught? The Fates could be so cruel sometimes.

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