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funnyincorrectmcu · 2 years

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Bruce: I’m gonna need a human skull, but you can’t ask why. Nat: Only if you also don’t ask why. Nat: *produces four pristine human skulls from her bag* Bruce: … Bruce: *grabs one* This one will do.

#bruce banner #natasha romanoff #hulk #blackwidow #bruce and nat #nat and bruce #brutasha #hulkwidow #lol #i mean #yeah #i could totally see this happening #why?#no one will ever know #mcu #mcu incorrect quotes

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i-writes-things · 6 months

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HI! I want to say that I love you writing a lot, It's so good💖.

I was wondering if you could write (is you don't want to it's fine) Natasha x Teen!daughter reader where reader goes on a mission with Steve, but she doesn't come back and everyone is doing everything to find her but it's like only a few days later that they find her injured. (you can choose what happened and where they find and rescue her) and can you do it as a reader insert (if you don't want to that's totally fine.)

Thank you :) keep up the good work!💜

Aw thank you!

I haven't posted in a while.

So Mama!Nat seems like a good reboot to start with.

"Hey, mom."

"What the hell were you thinking." Natasha growls at Steve before glancing at you.

"I wasn't." Steve starts, "I was unconscious. Y/n saved us. Me, really."

"That I did." Y/n is laying uncomfortably in the grass, her leg propped up. "Barely."

"Steve, I told you to keep her in your sights."

"I did-"

"He was, Mom!"

"Y/n, this isn't your mess." She turned back to scold Steve, but Y/n wasn't having it.

"Not my mess. I'm the one who cleaned the whole damn thing up!" Steve mumbled something with his head down as Natasha turned back toward her daughter. "I dragged Steve out. I cleared the building, I got the hard drive, I was the one who contacted you! Steve was out cold up until 10 hours ago!" Wishing she could stomp away right about now, Y/n huffed and worked on moving herself to a better position. Natasha was silent, tapped her shoe on the ground. Steve walked away.

"Bruce!" He went looking for the little green man.

"I'm sorry."

"For-"

"For forgetting you're not my 8 year old babygirl, who accidentally lit fireworks in the Compound, anymore." She lowered herself to meet Y/n. "You're now," She pulled your chin back towards her "my brave, ambitious and amazing young woman." Taking a glance at your swollen knee, she whispers, "I'm so proud of you."

"I tripped an alarm." You began, "Steve was sitting out in the hall and I thought," Steve and Bruce's footsteps could be heard.

"I thought I was gonna be attacked!" Y/n voice totally changes, leaving Natasha suspicious and Steve told Bruce to listen in. "I mean he was coming for me, Steve," She gestured to him "out in the wall and they gotten me and silly unconscious Steve cornered, quite easily actually." Natasha stared at Y/n trying to get the whole story. She couldn't find a reason. "I had him in choke hold-" Steve threw his hand in the air and Bruce took Steve over to a makeshift table to look "I just tripped." Y/n looked down at her stupid swollen knee.

"What?"

"We weren't cornered, I only had to take down maybe 3 guys. Be that was way before this. I thought I could be cool and do a flip off the wall. Try to at least, I was feeling it and I tripped as I ran to the wall."

"Thank god." Natasha closes her eyes in thanks.

"What? That I fell? Thanks mom. Love you too."

"Young lady, we both know you would have needed stitches if you tried that." Y/n huffed feeling defenseless.

"Whatever."

"So you tried to tell Steve a cooler story." She cocked an eyebrow.

"Tried? I did tell him a way cooler story. Now he thinks more of me! Goal Accomplished!" Y/n smiled, pumping a fist in the air.

"Oh. my. god. Your gonna have to tell him."

"Mom, no." You dreaded this.

"Y/n, yes!" She booped your nose. "You tell him or I do!" She said in a sing song voice. Y/n groans and stands with Natasha's help, wobbling back to the Quin jet.

"I hate Steve sometimes you know that. Why can't he just be oblivious? Mom pleeasse!"

"Okay baby, I'll tell him."

"No no. I will fine fine, you've convinced me. You're so mean." Y/n and Natasha continued to hobble along on the grass.

"Love you too." Natasha waves Steve and Bruce back and they all ride home together.

#avengers #natasha romanoff #platonic #imagines #mama nat #mama nat <3 #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x platonic!reader #natasha romanoff x teen!reader #natasha romanov x reader #natasha romanoff x female #mama!nat x daughter!reader #mother daughter relationship #steve rogers #bruce banner #quinjet #platonic avengers #avengers x reader #anon requests

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lord-cherry-bucket · 26 days

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Bruce and his scary black cat gf

#nat is so fun to draw i cant stop #bruce banner #natasha romanoff #avengers fanart #fanart #marvel #marvel fanart #marvel mcu #my art #brutasha #black widow #hulk #artists on tumblr #digital art

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natashaslesbian · 6 months

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Babysitter

From the ‘Tiny Dancer’ series

Natasha had no choice but to leave you with Uncle Bruce when she goes away for an overnight mission. It turns out, Bruce isn’t the best babysitter

Word Count: 1.2k

Pairings (Mom!Natasha x Daughter!Reader) (Bruce Banner x Kid!Reader) (Wanda Maximoff x Kid!Reader)

Warnings: none I think :)

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“Ok tiny dancer” Natasha said as she left a gentle kiss on your cheek “you be good for uncle Bruce ok?” You nodded your little head and gave your mama a sad smile “I’ll be good. I promise” your mommy gave you a tight hug and made a quick exit. Trial and error had discovered that a short goodbye left you much calmer than a long buildup causing you to breakdown when Natasha closed the door. You turned away from the elevator and headed back towards the avengers private living room “Natasha will um- mommy will be back soon y/n” Bruce tried his best to console you, he was still pretty new at this. Until now, Dr Banner had never looked after you alone, he had always shared the babysitting responsibility with Clint or Tony or whoever was at the compound while Natasha was away for a mission. “You wanna…watch tv?” Bruce said “yes please” you replied as you took his hand, much to his surprise.

You spent 3 hours in front of the tv, you usually did right after Natasha had left for a mission. It took a little while to bring out your bubbly personality. “heeeyy y/n” Bruce said as he returned with your dinner “I’ve made your favourite!” Beckoning you towards the dinner table “Dino nuggs?” You asked “yes. Dino nuggets indeed” your uncle said as he helped you up onto the chair. Natasha had left strict instructions on how you liked your dinosaur nuggets to be made and what you would eat them with, you were horrified when you looked over the plate of burnt nuggets and cabbage as a side “ew!” You exclaimed “what’s this?” Bruce had tried his best, he couldn’t find the sweetcorn you usually had with this meal so he settled for cabbage in the hopes you would at least try it “it’s some yummy cabbage y/n, with your dino nuggets” he handed you your little plastic pink fork which was instantly thrown across the kitchen and clattered on the floor. “Don’t want caby thingy!” You yelled “what about the nuggets?” Bruce tried to deflate the situation “they’re b-burnt!” You started to cry “don’t lik-like them burnt!” You climbed down from your chair and made a fast exit back to your bedroom. “Great” Bruce huffed.

Uncle Bruce tried to tempt you with every other option he could think of for dinner, even takeout. You, however, were having non of it, you wanted your dino nuggets. Dr Banner accepted defeat and returned to the kitchen where he spent 3 hours perfecting your dinner to your high standers. It was almost your bedtime when you finally sat down for your second attempt at dinner, you had long ago stopped complaining about your rumbly tummy and could barely keep your eyes open while you ate the last few bites. There were still more mountains to climb before bed, but luckily you were exhausted so you didn’t put up much of fight during bath time. You fell asleep way after your usual bed time and Bruce near enough collapsed into his bed down the hall.

The scientist felt a small breeze against his hand in the early hours of the morning. He shot awake when his handed was tightly tugged. His minor scream as he awoke had you backing into a corner immediately “sowry uncle Bruce” you whispered “oh y/n” he panted “it’s alright, um- are you okay?” He asked as he pulled back the covers “I had a bad dweam” you whispered “oh- ugh” Bruce was baffled, having no idea how to help you “do you wanna- um - have some milk and then um go back to bed?” He offered “well, mommy usually lets me stay in her bed” you sadly said, missing your mama so much. “Right, well” your uncle scanned his brain for any ideas, sharing his bed with you wasn’t exactly his first choice “would you like me to read to you?” He offered again. You drew your gaze down to the floor and sighed “no, it’s ok” you said as you turned on your heels and went back to your bedroom. Bruce gave you a sympathetic smile and rolled back into bed.

It wasn’t until a little while later that he realised the problem hadn’t quite been solved. He could hear your small whines out in the corridor and prepared himself for your re-entry. “Shh y/n, it’s alright” a familiar voice said. Bruce tumbled out of bed to investigate further. Upon opening the door he found an exhausted looking Wanda holding you snug in her arms pattering up and down the corridor. “Wanda?” Dr Banner asked. The brunette must’ve just returned from her solo mission. She shot her crimson eyes at the scientist and he immediately cowered away “why did you send her back to bed crying?” Wanda managed to whisper but also shout “she-she just walked away, I didn’t know what to do!” Bruce stammered, scratching the stubble on his chin. “She just needs some love and cuddles Bruce, just go back to bed I’ll look after her. Properly” the witch didn’t spare a second glance as she took you down the hall to the living area. Bruce excused himself to head back to bed, feeling very defeated. It wasn’t all his fault, he had zero experience with caring for kids and he did try his best.

Natasha wasted no time in heading straight to your bedroom when she returned in the early hours of the morning. She came to a halt in the living area when she saw you fast asleep on top of a dishevelled looking Wanda, who was also fast asleep. The widow was confused but before she could find Bruce a small whimper caught her attention “mama?” You whispered “hey baby girl” your mommy said as she came and scooped you up into her arms. Finally she was home and you were back in the safest place on earth “where is uncle Bruce?” She asked “uncle Bruce is a bad babysitter” you crossly said as you rubbed your eyes, Natasha couldn’t help but giggle slightly. “It’s okay sweethearts, mommy’s here now” she said as she kissed your hairline. You let out a big yawn and another pair of hands came to hold you “hey Nat” Wanda said “Bruce is in his room, I’ll take her to bed” she said, knowing that deep down Natasha was probably quite angry with Bruce. You willingly let Wanda carry you back to bed and fell straight back into dreamland, knowing your mommy was home again.

You woke up an hour later to a commotion outside your bedroom. “I gave you the easiest job Bruce!” Your mom said “how do you burn nuggets? I mean seriously!” You giggled slightly and crawled out of bed towards the door to listen closely “I’m so sorry Natasha I just didn’t know what to do” Bruce pleaded “if Wanda hadn’t had come home she would’ve been left scared and afraid because of you! I am never leaving my daughter with you again Bruce!” Your bedroom door clicked open and both avengers turned to you “hey baby, did you have a good sleep?” Natasha said as she came to give you a cuddle, you hummed contently and lifted your arms up signalling that you wanted your mama to lift you up “let’s go get some breakfast yeah y/n?” Your mom asked “yes pwease” you tiredly said as Natasha headed for the kitchen. You pulled back from her shoulder and looked back Bruce, he smiled. You on the other hand stuck your little tongue out and have a cheeky look at your uncle.

It was safe to say that Natasha wouldn’t be leaving you with Bruce anytime soon.

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This is crap I know I’m sorry :/

-Astara

#marvel #natasha romanoff #black widow #marvel fic #nat x reader #avengers #natasha x little!reader #natasha x daughter!reader #wanda maximoff #wanda x you #bruce banner #bruce x natasha #bruce x reader #wanda x natasha

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cynassa · 2 years

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Jason runs a Twitter hate account about shit rich people in Gotham do, and every single tweet is about Bruce Wayne

#jason todd #bruce wayne #he wants to kill the man #but also he wants to make fun of the dumb magazine stands in every single bathroom #bruce Wayne changes which bathroom he goes to depending on whether he wants nat geo or the new yorker #dc comics #cyn talks

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daisybell17 · 4 months

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Bruce: What’s sexting? Nat: I'm not having this conversation with you.

#marvel #mcu #bruce banner #hulk #nat #natasha romanoff #natasha and bruce #avengers #marvel incorrect quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #incorrect quotes

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archangelofzion · 1 month

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Ok but just imagine Brutasha as parents! it would be so amazing because while they're both badass, Nat is usually high level badass while Bruce can be that anxious cupcake just trying his best.

Both of them are sooo sweet, but I imagine they'd both be pushovers for their little kid, maybe even it actually having to be Bruce who lays down the law while Nat just watches fondly as their son or daughter (or both) wreak havoc.

Tony and Yelena would also be the total cool uncle/aunt, the ones Brutasha child always wants to be around.

#brutasha #I HAVE SO MANY HEADCANONS #I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH #just wait till I head canon for Starmora parenting #bruce banner #natasha romanoff #Tony stark #yelena belova #marvel #avengers #hulk #mcu #black widow #white widow #nat x bruce #Natasha x bruce #bruce x natasha

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incorrect-wandanat · 1 year

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Bruce: *coughs*

Wanda: For the last time, Natasha is taken!!

Bruce: I didn’t even-

Wanda, dragging Nat away: TAKEN!

#wanda hating on nat’s ex #incorrect bruce banner #bruce banner #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #incorrect natasha romanoff #incorrect wanda maximoff #incorrect wandanat #wandanat #incorrect marvel quotes #wanda x natasha #incorrect mcu quotes #scarletwidow

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angelyuji · 2 years

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flirting and kissing

natasha romanoff x gn!reader

“that’s why i don’t shop there anymore. they don’t have anything cute anyway, to be honest, but everything was so cheap.” natasha stares at your lips as you pout, reminiscing about some story. she was trying to focus on what you’re saying, but something about you was distracting her. “nat?” maybe it was the way your forehead creased and your eyebrows furrowed. it reminded of her of a small puppy. “hello??” maybe it was the way your eyes sparkled about whatever you talk about. so pretty and big. she wanted to stare into your eyes forever. “natasta?” she blinks and realizes how far her mind was. you sit, cross-legged, across from her on the couch, turned to face her.

“sorry, i-”

you giggle, “don’t worry about it, i’ve been talking too much anyway. i was probably boring you.”

“no! no, you could never bore me!” she grabs your hand and squeezes. you stare at her, startled. her eyes widen and, quickly, she lets go of you. “keep talking, i like your stories.” she turns away, she feels a blush run up her face.

“o-oh okay, anyway-” you start talking once more, but natasha couldn’t focus. embarrassed, she couldn’t find it in herself to look at you. “natasha.” you call out to her, your voice stern. she looks at you, resigned. “what’s up with you?” you ask, concerned.

something in her melts at the softness in your voice, “i used to be really good at this.” she gestured between her and you. you tilt your head, all puppy-like, in confusion. you start to ask what she means when she continues, “god, i really really like you. and i don’t know how to make it stop cause you deserve someone better, someone less… damaged.” her voice breaks, and she feels hot tears start to stream down her face. it takes her back to bruce and steve and every person that she’s ever tried to love. “i’ve always been too damaged, too broken, too scarred, too-” the sob stuck in her throat breaks her sentence. natasha looks away, not wanting you to see her like this.

“nat…” she feels your palm on her cheek, cradling her face. she leans into it and you gently turn her head towards you. both your hands cradle her face as you both sit an inch apart. tears continue to fall and her eyes trail to your lips. you lean in and your lips press. she pulls you in by the waist. she kisses you like you’ll disappear if she stops. you kiss back with the same urgency. her hands tight around your waist and you sit on her lap. your hands pulling her face against yours. you pull away and natasha chases after you. with a small smile, you rest your forehead against hers. she sighs.

“you are not unlovable. you are a warrior, a hero. you deserve the world and the sun and the moon. and, dare i say it, the whole universe.” you take your hands off her and gesture wildly. natasha smiles and you start to wipe her tears. she leans into your touch. “i like you too, you know. i really, really, really like you.” she pulls you closer, your head falls onto her shoulder. she leans her cheek on your head.

she lets out a wet chuckle, “i swear, i used to be really good at flirting.”

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natandwandaseries · 2 years

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Yelena would send this in the team group chat:

(I did not make this meme, full credit to whoever did)

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marveladdicts · 2 years

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#marveledit #theavengers #the avengers #mcuedit #Bruce banner #Nick fury #avengersteam #Nat

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faeriecap · 2 years

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this sign at burlington 😭😭😭😭😭😭

imagine the avengers hanging this in the tower

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i-writes-things · 1 year

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Avenger Birthday Bash

Natasha x daughter!reader

Summary: Natasha's daughter isn't the fondest of her mom's new girlfriend. BIRTHDAY PARTY

Warnings: fluffy, remembering past.

Extra Pairings:

Bruce Banner x Platonic!reader

Natasha x Maria Hill

Not my gifs*

“I think I owe her that at least.”

“I’ll start planning!”

“No, no I am not letting you plan any part of this!”

“It’ll be lovely.” Maria kissed her girlfriend good bye and left Natasha speechless.

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“Mom…?” You emphasized dramatically down the corridors of the Avengers compound. “Mom-” you turned a corner, almost bumping into, well, Maria Hill. Your mom’s girlfriend, who you liked and the relationship wasn’t new to you so it wasn’t as awkward as it use to be around her. “Hey, Miss Hill,” Except for that. That made things unnecessarily awkward. “Have you seen my mom?”

“Hello, Y/n, yes she is up in the kitchen.” The moment being stretched out by neither of you moving away to continue down your separate paths. You didn't have anything else to say, but the second you started to move she stuttered saying, “Hey- So- Y/n,” You turned back to her, “ You excited for your birthday?”

“Yeah I am, thanks.” And with that you were gone.

Before Maria and Natasha had become “a thing” you would joke around with the commander when going on mission or seeing her around the compound. So now that the demeanor between the both of you is very different, neither of you knows how to get back to normal. You hadn’t thought about it for too long at one time.

Her and mom might not even last, so what does it matter.

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“Happy birthday, pretty girl!” Natasha kissed your cheek as you woke up to her voice. “Look whos awake,” You breathed in and rolled into her arms. “Hu- Hi my sweets, are you hungry. Wanda made your favorite.” Instantly smiling, you bring your mom into a hug.

“Thank you, thank you, mama.”

“Your welcome,” she kissed your forehead, “Tell your aunt the same.”

“Mhm.”

“I’ll see you down there?”

“Yes.”

-

“Happy birthday Y/n!” Wanda exclaimed as you walked in the kitchen, Sam and Bucky joining in, in wishing you a good birthday. Even Thor hoped your birthday would be godly. You ate and thanked your aunt for the food, then set out to find your mother for your birthday party. You walked down the halls in search of the distant music, or bumping into bruce racing to get to your party before you could find it. While all you found was Natasha comforting her girlfriend of your presence.

“Hasn’t been so long.”

“It’s been long enough.”

“She’ll come around.

“I don’t know, Nat. She-”

“Look at me, Maria. I will have a chat with my daughter about this. Y/n, likes you, I know she does. I guess this is just still new to her.” You had heard enough, and was walking away, trying to take extra long to “find” the party itself, as it seemed they needed a minute. Thus, when walking down halls feeling guilty and having an accused look on your face, of course it was Bruce to find you. He couldn’t really tell what you were feeling, but knew it had a sort of weight to it.

“You find the extravaganza, yet, kid?” He tried a smile and you returned it, softly.

“Not yet, but by the way your headed, it seems I’m going the wrong direction.”

“Maybe,” You knew you were, but Bruce didn’t, “maybe not.” A light beat passed before he went on. “Walk with me?” He started walking and you kept up with him at his right side.

“You make anything for the party?” You asked, as Bruce and Tony usually teamed up to make you a cool invention each year.

“You’ll have to wait and see.” You groaned, wanting him to just tell you.

“Come on-”

“I am not saying a word, Y/n.”

“Alright, fine. Bruce, can I ask your opinion.”

“Sure.”

“What do you think about mom and Maria?” Bruce’s eyes furrowed, as he walked on. He wasn’t sure. He hadn’t thought to much on the idea.

“Well, their dating.”

“Everyone knows that, fool. Do you think they are gonna last?” Contemplating your words, he turns to you.

“I can’t answer that, all I know is that they are a good couple right now, how am I supposed to know if they will be in a year, or 10 years. I am not sure if Natasha can even answer that one for you, kid.” He finished and saw the expression on your face, then putting am arm around your shoulders, forcing you to move with him. “Lets go have a great party, okay?’

“Yeah, okay.”

“It is your Birthday, after all!”

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Walking into the party, where everyone and everything was setting up to look like an extravagant birthday card, you smiled at your family’s hard work..

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!” They all shouted at somewhat of the same time. You cut the cake, and opened presents, Natasha took your picture with all the family behind you, Thor picked you up in a tight but loving hug, Tony helped you blow out your candles, calling you old and Bruce showed you the invention he and Tony had worked on. A new suit, just for you.

“MOM! TONY AND BRUCE GOT ME A NEW SUIT.” You shouted across the room. Natasha saw how excited you were, and so decided she would yell at the men later, about the safety of her daughter. Right now was her birthday.

“That’s wonderful! You’ll have to wear it to training.”

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Once the late afternoon had started, there was no stopping it or Avengers becoming tired from all the birthday happenings. And while laying on the couch with your mom, watching some show, you turned to her and asked about Maria and her, letting her know about the awkward situation that had gone on earlier.

“Maria isn’t going anywhere, sweetheart.” Your eyes wandered towards commander Hill.

“But what about me?

“What about you, baby?

“I don’t know, when are we gonna hang out? Ever?” Natasha’s eyes fluttered, not realizing what you had been feeling.

“We will hang out all the time. She could never take me away from you baby, okay?” You just nod, and go in for a hug. “Come on, babe, lets go celebrate my little widow.”

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yelenabemylova · 1 year

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Affliction - Older!Natasha Romanoff x Reader (epiphany au chapter one)

summary: after being shot multiple times in the field, natasha decides it is time to take control of her own life

warnings: blood, injury, inaccurate medical terms i learned from grey's anatomy, slight angst, age gap (nat is 36, r is 20)

"Natasha, please," you sobbed, tears streaming down your face.

"She's in v-fib, charge to 100," a doctor announced.

"Clear!" Bruce shouted as he shocked your wife with defibrillator paddles, everyone taking their hands off of her lifeless body.

Shaking, you cried aloud, "don't you dare die on me, Romanoff." Maria came over to you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder, "it's okay, they're gonna save her."

Dr Cho grabbed her phone, "I need another two units of O-neg in trauma room 3 right now."

Bruce shocked her again, sighing in relief when the monitor began to steadily beep again, "sinus tach, we have a rhythm."

"Tasha," you hugged her tightly, being soaked by the blood spilling from her abdomen in multiple places. "Detka, I'm so sorry," she held you close to her, kissing the top of your head over and over again.

"It's okay, you're okay," you told her, but she knew you were reassuring yourself just as much, if not more. "Hey, hey, malysh. Listen to me," her hands trembled as she reached up to hold your face, blood smearing across your cheeks.

You leaned into her touch, your eyes closing as you sniffled lightly. "Everything is going to be fine, I promise. Soon, we'll be back in our bed, eating junk food and watching all of our favourite movies. Stay strong for me, pretty girl," she was soon taken away into an operating theatre, leaving you alone to pace in the waiting room.

Wanda kept you company, lending you a shoulder to cry on and supplying you with an abundance of tissues.

Time felt as though it slowed down while you waited for Natasha's return, your only source of distraction being the various members of the team coming to check on you.

Peter brought a deck of cards, letting you win every game to try to raise your spirits. You caught onto the boy's plan quickly, but didn't mention it.

Yelena pulled a gun from one of her vest pockets when a member of staff told her she couldn't bring her dog, Fanny, in. She sat on the floor with you while you wept and drifted in and out of feel, not even laughing at you once. The pain you were feeling was both understood and shared by the blonde.

A gentle hand shook you awake, dragging you into a room far too bright for your liking. Groggily, you stumbled into a sharp corner, falling to the ground in an exhausted haze.

Quiet laughter echoed throughout the room as a strong pair of arms lifted you off the floor, mumbling something about you being a 'stupid idiot' in Russian.

"Shut up, Lena," you groaned, assessing your surroundings. The source of the prior laugh was laid in a small bed, a thin blanket draped over her. Your eyes began to water, "oh god, Nat."

She beckoned you over to her, shuffling over to one side of the bed so you could squeeze in close to her side. "I thought I lost you," you kissed her cheek. "You can't get rid of me that easily, dorogoya," she tenderly brushed hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear.

Recovery wasn't easy for Natasha. All she wanted to do was get back out into the field, to which you objected strongly.

Even showering seemed to be an impossible task for her, standing for so long was too painful and she often called you in to help her. Of course, you didn't mind. You would take any excuse to admire her toned muscles, and you swore she purposefully flexed them every time she caught you trying to subtly take a look.

One evening, you found her lying in bed, white as a sheet, shivering intensely. "Nat, what's wrong?" you ran over to her, cradling her face gently. "My stomach hurts and I'm freezing," she croaked weakly.

Taking a look at her wound, your eyes widened at the sight of the infected area surrounding her sutures. "FRIDAY, get Bruce in here, right now," you held your wife's hand shakily. "Of course, Mrs Romanoff, right away," the AI replied.

"I love you," you told her as you waited in the infirmary together, afraid of what was going to happen to her. "Malyshka," she kissed your hand, "I think it's time for me to retire."

Taken aback slightly, you tilted your head, silently asking her to elaborate. "I want to stay safe and healthy for you, moya lyubov. Risking my life every other day isn't fair to you, I want us to have a stable marriage where I get to cherish every moment we share. You're the light of my life, the reason I get up every morning and the only girl I ever want in my life," her voice was strained, and she took many pauses between her words.

"I don't want you to stop doing the job you love just because of me," you told her. "It's for myself as well, I've never been able to experience a normal life. If I wasn't fighting for the red room, I was an agent here and I'm exhausted. After thirty-six years, I think I'm ready to live life the way I want to," the sincerity and pain behind her eyes made you realise that she was right, retirement seemed to be a beneficial option to both of you.

Smiling widely, you held her hand the entire time she was getting assessed by the doctors, excited for the next chapter of your life you would get to spend with her.

She was prescribed some antibiotics and soon enough, Natasha was back on her feet, struggling to find things to do when the days felt so long. The avengers were always arguing loudly, irritating her beyond insanity.

Flicking through a magazine, a large house in a small neighbourhood caught her eye. Over the course of the next few weeks, she bought the house and bought some furniture for it.

Walking into your room in the compound, your shoulders relaxed and your jaw unclenched when you saw Natasha sitting against the headboard of the bed. "Hi, pretty girl," she looked up from her book, putting her bookmark in place before beckoning you closer to her.

"I missed you, Tasha," you straddled her lap, nuzzling your face into her neck. "Are you okay?" she asked you, running her fingers through your slightly knotted hair. "The guys have too much energy," your voice was shaky, it was evident that you were overwhelmed from the interaction you had just shared with them.

Natasha felt slightly guilty, there was a perfect house ready to be lived in by the two of you but she hadn't found the right moment to tell you about it yet.

Staring into her beautiful green eyes, you felt at ease. No one compared to her, nobody in the world even came close. "I have something to show you," she picked you up, your thighs instinctively wrapping around her waist.

She took you down to the garage, helping you sit on the back of her motorcycle before driving across the city. Street lights illuminated the beautiful buildings until Natasha brought you to a slightly less bright area.

"Where are we?" you looked around at the big mansions, in awe of the sheer size of them.

"Home, detka."

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natashaslesbian · 3 months

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Anchor (pt. 1)

Summary: Born and raised in Hydra, 20 year old y/n is rescued by the avengers.

Word Count: 1.5k

Parings: (Reader x Bucky) (Reader x Natasha) (Bruce and Steve speak) (other Avengers are around)

Warnings: talks of hydra and abuse/torture

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Cold. Cold concrete. Cold concrete walls and cold concrete floors. The sun. Oh how you missed it. It’s been so long since you were sent out into the world. Cold. Cold concrete was all you could feel now, it was all you had felt for days. The cold concrete floor seeping through your bare legs and into your blood, even your bones felt cold. The cold concrete wall touched your shoulders, your back covered in a thin barricade. Your arms were stretched out either side of you, your hands hand long ago gone numb, the cuffs were tighter than usual. Cold. Cold concrete. This was just the beginning of your punishment. But it wasn’t your fault, a single soldier up against a 50 man army, you stood no chance. The doors were unlocked and you prepared yourself. One guard entered, a large barrel in his arms, more cold. The freezing water fell across your skin and you gritted your teeth as to not react, that was when you saw it. In the guards arms replacing the barrel, a long baton he held. But this was not just a baton, it was a prod a cattle prod.

You were bare as the day you were born by now, arms released from the chains. You attempted to shuffle away from the electric currants, but it was no use. It struck you over and over, across your thighs, your chest and your face. You were drowned out by your own screams until a much larger sound took over. Red lights began to flash followed by the aching sound of alarms. Every personnel scrambled to the top deck, as called by a cracking voice through the stone speakers. Finally, well for now at least, your torture was over. You rested your head in a large puddle of water, the coldness seeming almost normal now. Your eyes dropped closed, ignoring your wishes to remain awake. You could still feel a sharp sting across your cheek as your body began to melt into the floor, it was an uncomfortable angle, but there were worse ways to be. Your breathing was fractured but as you began to fade away it started to feel smooth again. You welcomed the darkness and drifted slowly into unconsciousness.

“She’s waking up” came a muffled voice, followed by a slightly lighter one “give her some space, we don’t know how’ll she react.” It was bright again, the sun perhaps? But no, that hue of orange and blanket of warmth wasn’t touching you. There was a steady rhythm next to you, a consistent beeping of sorts. You were suddenly aware of a small prick poking your arm and your breathing picked up straight away “it’s alright” that same light voice said “can you open your eyes?” It asked. You furrowed your brows preparing to be met with the same black walls and same doctors dressed head to toe in black. But instead, a warm coloured wall fell adjacent to you, your body was supported by a soft material. A flicker of red caught your attention and you turned your head to explore it further but another voice pulled you away “how are you feeling?” He said, the man covered with a white coat “any pain?” He spoke again “wh-what?” You croaked after a moments silence, lifting your head to take in more of your surroundings. The same flicker of red caught your gaze again and you followed it from shoulder length to a pair of green eyes, watching you with caution. “Are you in any pain?” She asked, you nodded slowly feeling a hint of nausea and a slight dizziness. “You’re at the avengers compound” the redhead said after noting your continued confused glare “I’m Natasha, this is Bruce, he’s a doctor” she continued “we found you at the hydra base, brought you back here a few hours ago” Natasha finished. “I need to check your wounds if that’s ok?” Bruce asked from your opposite side “N-no” you stammered as you pulled back the sheet that was covering you. You were dressed in some sort of hospital gown which only added to your anxiety. You scooted to the foot of the bad and placed your bare feet against the tiles. A muffle of commotion was spoken behind you but you didn’t care to listen, you just had to get out.

You fell out into a long corridor where more people stood. Their shocked eyes all staring down at you as you hunched over and held your stomach in hopes to will away the pain. “It’s alright” Natasha called after you “please, Bruce won’t hurt you we just need to make sure you’re alright” she said “no don’t touch me!” You screamed as you felt a pair of hand on your shoulders. As soft as they were, the sudden contact had frightened you. The widows fellow teammates stood in confusion as you stumbled further down the corridor, all were unsure what to do. At the end of the hall laid a large door, covered in a soft blue paint. They swung opened before you had the chance to reach them and a familiar face came into your view. “Y/n?” It said. The tall figure adorned with deep black hair and a growing stubble, you recognised his eyes straight away but if you needed anymore confirmation his arm surely gave it to you. “Ja-James?” You whispered, frozen in place “James?” You asked again, not trusting your vision in your current state “oh my god, y/n” Bucky said as he ran to your side, catching you just as your legs gave way “they- they said you were dead James” you cried into his neck “I thought you were dead” you sobbed. “I’m here y/n” he said as she took on all of your weight, bringing you both to the floor “I’m right here, you’re safe now” Bucky cooed into your hairline. Bruce, Natasha and the rest of the avengers were amazed at the sight. Not only did this stranger appear to know one of there own, but you seemed to know him by a different name, once they would have regretted whispering.

“Y/n y/l/n, 20 years old, born and raised in Hydra” Bucky said over your sleeping form, gently running his hands over your scalp. “She’s been trained as an assassin since the day she could walk” he continued “they tried to reuse the serum on her, it didn’t go so well, she’s been used as a lab rat all her life” Bucky sighed “how do you know her?” Clint asked “I trained her in combat, gave her this scar” Bucky answered as he pushed back your hair to show a light scar along your neck “Correct me if I may be wrong” Thor spoke up from the corner “but your reunion did not seem that of two people that hate each other” he finished “we didn’t hate each other, we don’t hate each other. I’ve tried to protect her as best I can and I-“ Bucky paused, hiding the crack in his voice “they sent her on her first mission at 10 years old, she was missing for weeks. I guess she came back or they found her, I promised her I’d never leave her, I’ve never mentioned her because I thought she must’ve died. But she’s been there, another 10 years I let them- how did you find her?” Steve rose from his chair “our last intel mission uncovered that Hydra were still operating, still experimenting on people. All our data told us that she was dangerous, she was the only one we found but when we got there-“ he paused, unsure if Buck wanted him to continue, Bucky simply nodded, not needing to hear all the details, he could imagine them well enough himself. “We should let her rest” Bruce said as he began to usher the team out.

“Who- who found her?” Bucky asked, his focus still solely on you “I did” Natasha said, standing last by the door “how did you find her, how was she?” Buck said, returning to stroking your hair “Bucky…I don’t think” Nat stammered “tell me, I need you to tell me” Natasha stood uncomfortably at your free side “she was on the floor, naked, covered in water, and there- there was a cattle prod next to her” Nat said through shaky breathes, not wanting to relive the memory herself. Bucky ran his hand over your cheek, having learnt where the mark had come from, when a sudden realisation hit him “she was being punished” he whispered “what?” Natasha asked in disbelief “she was being punished, the cattle prod that was her punishment which means she had a mission which means she failed that mission” Bucky rambled as he ran to the door “Bucky what’s wrong?” Natasha called after him “if she had a mission and she was the only one you found then they’re gonna be looking for her” Bucky said, fear lacing his voice “Hydra are gonna be after her”

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Eeee a new story! If you saw me post about this like an hour ago no you didn’t lol. This idea just came to me and I bashed out the first part!

-Astra

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florida3exclamationpoints · 8 months

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And if I said that even though the fat jokes in Endgame were cheap and lazy writing it was actually kinda Real because there will always be people who react to physical manifestations of mental illness in that way. But Thor got through it anyway. And he was still worthy. And I take a little comfort in the fact that none of the OG 6 made fun of him. They were all genuinely worried. Most everyone was genuinely worried. What if I said that? People are always gonna be mean but you can be ok anyway.

#idk if that was the writers intentions which is why its still very 😬😬#i mean. rocket was mean but when is he not ya know #rhodey was mean. idk if it was skrull rhodeys fault?#the writers also wouldn't be planning that back then either tho lol #idk the one that bothers me the most is 'what do you think is coursing through my veins right now' 'cheese whiz'#like that is so unnecessary #idk if it's out of rhodeys character to be that mean about it tbh #but tony and steve and nat and bruce and clint ??? were all so kind and worried #remember when tony was like. ok buddy lets get you some breakfast ill make you some eggs #OH MY GOD????#I'm not defending it i dont think those jokes add anything to the movie #but it is real. and thor was ok anyway. bc he also had kind friends.#endgame #marvel #avengers endgame #the avengers #thor #thor odinson #rocket raccoon #james rhodes #tony stark

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