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natashaslesbian · 5 months
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We Saved Each Other (Part Three)
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Summary: Natasha finds herself feeling protective over you when you have to go and see Doctor Bruce
Word Count: 1.9k
Parings (Natasha Romanoff x Kid!Reader)
Warnings/Content: Red Room references, medical check up, needles, crying, Fury appears, Nat being the biggest softie
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You woke up with a slight panic, the unfamiliar feeling of the sheets over your skin confusing your small brain. You reached out a single arm and folded it over to pull on your cuffs, but they didn’t seem to be there. You peered around the dimly lit room and your gaze caught a larger frame on the floor, sprawled out with curly red locks. So - yesterday hadn’t been a dream? You were still in your fluffy clothes and in the company of the one person who had ever shown you kindness. Almost on cue, Natasha began to stir. She groaned slightly, probably relieving the ache in her neck from sleeping on the floor. You pulled the duvet up to your chin, afraid the woman would see you and change her mind at hospitality she was offering you. When the redhead saw you were awake too, she smiled. So warmly. So calmly. “Good morning sweetheart!” Her soft nature had you itching to smile back “did you sleep well darling?” She asked, you only managed a nod. Natasha peeled herself from the floor and came to sit beside you, she opened her hand towards you “it’s okay, you’re still safe I promise” she could read you so well. You reached your hand out and slotted it into hers. “No chain?” You whispered.
The older widows heart dropped. They still did that? “No, no chains darling, you’re free to leave the bed whenever you’d like” this was so alien to you, but you sucked in a sharp breath and used your feet to push down the duvet and reach your other arm to Nat. She helped you down off the bed “thank you” you said “you’re very welcome, would you like some breakfast?” You couldn’t quite remember the last time you had eaten, and you were definitely hungry “no thank you” you lied. “It’s alright, you can have something to eat if you’d like” Natasha said “bread?” You questioned, “how about some toast?” You thought inquisitively “toast?” You had never heard of it before “it’s just like bread” the agent started “but it’s warm and you can but butter or jam on top” you were defiantly curious now “please may I have toast?” You smiled “of course”
You decided you wanted to have whatever Natasha was having on her toast, and today she chose butter. You watched her every move as she prepared the simple breakfast. “Here we are” she said. It was almost comical how excited you were over such a basic food but Natasha knew your taste buds hadn’t explored much at the red room. “Is it good?” She said “yes! So tasty!” You squealed, making the most noise you had since Natasha met you, she was loving seeing more of your personality. Unfortunately, that didn’t last long. “Good morning agent Romanoff!” Fury loudly made his presence known. You slid right back into your shell, not daring to look up from your plate “good morning” Romanoff said. “I’ve set up a doctors appointment for the young one, in an hour at the tower with doctor Banner, I thought you might like to take her there” take you where? To see a doctor? Didn’t Natasha say you were safe? The red head sensed your tension and came to Fury for a quiet word “um, is there any chance doctor Cho could see her? She might feel more comfortable with a female” she said “she’s away I’m afraid, it’s doctor Banner or no one” Fury boomed “he’s just gonna give her a check up and take some blood so we can get some information on her” Natasha felt her blood rising “she’s not a lab rat” she shot at her superior “No. but she is entirely unidentified to us. We don’t even know her name. It’s not to scare her Romanoff, it’s to help her okay. Try not to worry. I understand it’s close to home but I promise we’ll keep her safe” Nick’s words calmed Nat slightly, she still knew you would be terrified but she also knew this was important. Who knew what injury’s you could have.
You followed Natasha’s every instruction. Followed her to the car. Sat silently the whole journey. Quietly followed her into the avengers tower. Of course she was looking out for you, trying to assure you that you were safe but you were still scared. “Okay little one” she said as she came down to your level outside of a white door “my really good friend Bruce is a doctor, and he’s going to have a little look at you okay? He’s going to make sure that you’re well and that you’re not hurting. I promise he won’t hurt you” you hoped and prayed that ‘doctor Banner’ would be a girl, but no, instead it was a man, your biggest nightmare. The door opened to reveal a small hospital room, medical equipment littered everywhere, and everything you were afraid of was clear to your eyes. You couldn’t step foot in there. Silent tears crept towards your eyes and the widow was instantly at your side “hey, hey, hey, it’s alright. You’re safe I promise. I’m gonna be here the whole time and I’ll protect you, I promise!” She soothed, it worked for a moment and you crept towards the bed “can I lift you up?” Nat asked, you nodded. You sat in a nervous quietness and as promised, Natasha stayed right by your side. The door crashed open. A doctor came in. You whined quietly and leaned towards Nat. She was slightly took by surprise but immediately wrapped her arm around your shoulders, shushing you softly.
“Hi there, I’m Bruce” the doctor said. He had been filled in on the basics so decided to skip most of the small talk. You apprehensively let him check your temperature, eyesight and blood pressure. At the mention of having to look over your body for injury you focused your attention to the red head. “You don’t have to be ashamed of them, remember?” She said, quoting from your conversation last night. While keeping your dignity, you undressed and sceptically let Bruce take a look at you. He took notes, so many notes on his clipboard. He was probably writing down everything that was wrong with you. Banner made the examination as quick as possible, sensing how uncomfortable you were. He was glad to note down that you didn’t appear to have any recent injuries. “Ok” he said “there’s just one last thing we need to do okay. We need to have a blood test to make sure you’re all healthy inside and so we can learn a little more about you” what did they need to know? There’s nothing wrong with you. “It’s just a quick little prick darling. It’ll be over before you know it. And then I can find out your name. I’m sure it’s just as beautiful as my new friend” you didn’t quite understand her, who was she calling beautiful? Bruce tried to be discreet, but as soon as you saw the needle you flipped.
“NO. NO. NO.” You screamed as you pulled away from them both “you say safe! You going to hurt me!” You started crying your heart out. Natasha was taken aback. “Sweetheart it’s okay I promise, we’re not going to hurt you it’ll just be a small prick” her words brought no comfort. You cried and cried. It was happening again. You trusted her and she was betraying you “No! Let me go!” You screamed as arms wrapped tightly around you “I’ve got you darling, I’m gonna keep you safe I promise” Natasha whispered into your ear. You calmed ever so slightly, her voice bringing you comfort. You were to weak to fight her, there was no where to go. Bruce came towards you with a sharp needle. you would tell them anything they wanted to know, anything that would stop the pain walking towards you. Nat’s grip tightened around you, suffocating you in her warmth. The doctor decided this was his only chance. The needle pushed past your skin, sinking into your blood. You let out the most gut wrenching scream, Natasha had to hold back her tears, she knew all to well what you were going through. “Y/N!” You screamed “my name is y/n” your voice was hoarse, like you were swallowing glass “I promise. Please!” it was hard to comprehend but Natasha heard it “y/n” she cooed “it’s okay y/n. Your safe” nothing seemed to stop the pain and memories that filled your little head. The only thing you could do was squeeze your eyes tightly shut, just hoping and praying it would be over soon. all your strength was gone, small whimpers were all you could release.
“Hey y/n, look” her soft voice caught your attention. She pointed over Bruce, on the other side of the room. “It’s all done” she said “you did so well y/n” you continued to whimper into her shoulder for a few moments and although you were hurting, Natasha was loving holding you so close. “Well done y/n. We’re all finished now” Bruce said. The older widow was quick to remove you from such a frightening environment and headed to her bedroom in the tower. The morning had taken its toll on you, you were in desperate need of a nap, but you knew you weren’t allowed one. “Here we are y/n. This is my bedroom, and you can stay here for as long as you need. You hummed in an unsure agreement “would you like to take a nap sweetheart?” Natasha said as she sat you down her bed. “I can have nap?” You said as you rubbed your sore red eyes “of course you can y/n. It’s okay if you’re tired and need a rest” you shyly nodded and crawled up to the pillows with Natasha’s approval. Nat helped to tuck you in all snug and then set off to the door “Natty?” You whined. Her heart stopped, the first time you used her name and it was the most beautiful nickname she had ever been given. “Yeah y/n?” She said “will ou howld me pwease?” You mumbled, already falling to sleep “of course” the redhead wasted no time and climbed into her plush bed with you, you wrapped yourself around her and fell into a deep slumber.
Natasha was too shocked to move. This tiny little person she had known for less than 48 hours had given her so much trust. But Nat knew she was a monster, even if the little y/h/c haired girl didn’t. Natasha was still traumatised by her past, how could she help you deal with yours? She didn’t know the first thing about caring for a toddler, or even about caring for herself. The widow thought of countless ways she could give you a better life, she could take you to an adoption agency, maybe Clint’s family could take you in? But every idea came back to the same thought, she would miss you so much. Natasha couldn’t imagine ever letting you go, she wanted to hold you like this forever. She carefully reached for her phone and dialled her new found friend “Hey Natasha” he answered after a few rings “Hi Clint” Nat said as she took a deep breath “her name’s y/n” Clint smiled, although Natasha couldn’t see it “how’s she doing?” He asked “she’s frightened, scared, afraid, she just fell asleep…” she trailed off “and?” Clint said, already knowing his new partner so well “and” Natasha started “I’m gonna keep her”
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I’m loving writing this series, please please send me any ideas you’d like me to include or touch on!
-Astara🩷
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eichan2d · 10 months
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Someone is angry because her partner ruined the mission.
The partner just wants to look great in the photo.
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The original :p
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floilee · 20 days
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Help the elderly man
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auroraromaximoff · 4 months
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Clint: Everyone is always like; “How’d you get with Natasha?” “How’d you bag Natasha?” Bro I didn’t bag shit. Natasha picked me up, by my neck, threw me over her shoulder, and I’ve been on it ever since. And I don’t have any plans on getting off anytime soon.
Nat: *Winks*
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esmerxyaugusta · 2 months
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[ nat and clint playing chess ]
clint: *checkmates nat king* ha! i win!
nat: no! you killed the king not my QUEEN!
clint: exactly!
nat: yeah but thats just historically better!
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spiritmoodboards · 3 months
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Shipboard for Clint and Natasha (MCU) For @phoenixofthestars c: Hope you like the look!
Send an ask, we're open~!
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nattyscuddlycabin · 9 months
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Midnight Cuddles pt. II
natasha romanoff × f!reader
platonic!nat x clint bc that’s just friendship goals
A/N: Part two was requested so why not make it! If you want me to keep adding parts to this, I will do my best to! I also should have requests open (not sure im kinda new to tumblr lol) so if you want to request a story or another part and what you wanna see in it, go ahead :)
Genre: fluff <333
Warnings: slight language
Summary: Reader is a new recruit to the Avengers, and everyone but one person seems to warm up to them, or that's what they think. Now, that person may become the Reader’s softie lover, but not without Clint’s teasing, of course.
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The next morning, you wake up alone on Natasha’s bed, beginning to remember the events of the night before. You are surrounded by your bear and her bunny, and assume that the redhead has gone off to training. To confirm your assumptions, you find a peanut butter sandwich, a cup of cooled down coffee, and a note on the bedside table.
You reach for the note and see something written on top of the note: ‘To my restless bear’
You smile as you open up the note and read:
‘Good Morning Sleepyhead,
I brought you breakfast, I hope the coffee isn’t too cold when you wake up. I am in the training room if you need anything.
Nat’
You couldn’t help but blush softly at the little note.
Just as you pick up the sandwich, the door opens and Natasha walks in sweaty from her workout.
“Oh! You’re still here?” She says suddenly.
“I just woke up,” you say, taking a bite of the sandwich, giving her a soft smile.
“Well Good Morning, detka”
“Hi” you say after swallowing a bite, “Thank you for breakfast!”
“Anything for you” She says, making you blush.
Before you can reply, the not-fully-closed door opens quickly, as Clint bursts in.
“Nat I-“ he turns his gaze to you, “Oh!”
“Uhh Clint, listen-“ Nat begins to explain but Clint cuts her off.
“I’m just offended I wasn’t told about this,” he slams his hand on his chest dramatically, “I thought were best friends, Nat!”
“Calm down it happened last night.”
“Ahh! Spare me the details!” He shields himself with his hands.
Nat flicks his head with her finger, “Not like that, you idiot. She had a nightmare.”
“Ouch! Okay! Okay!”
You watch them conversing and giggle while eating your sandwich.
“So what now, are we gunna have to bring Aunty Y/N/N to meet Laura and the kids, too?” he raises his eyebrow in question.
“We aren’t even official, yet! Slow. Down.” Nat lectures him.
“What? Can I not be excited that my lonely best friend is finally gotten her ass in a relationship?” He chuckles.
“We aren’t even officially dating, yet, Clint!!!”
You giggle, interrupting them, “Hey, Natty, do you wanna be my girlfriend?”
She gives you a playful glare, smiles, and quietly says, “yes,” then turns back to Clint, “I hate you, Clintosaurus.”
“Aww, I love you too, bestie!”
“How does Laura tolerate you?” Nat punches his arm playfully.
“The same way you do,” he laughs and starts walking out.
Nat rolls her eyes at him and walks towards you, hugging you while you are still sitting on the bed.
“So, how’s my girlfriend’s morning going?”
You try to push her off, playfully complaining, “Ahhh! Stop! You are sweaty!!! Go shower!”
“Only if you join me,” she smirks.
”We have been dating for about two minutes, you goof!” You laugh, grabbing her shirt and pulling her forward, pressing your lips together softly. “Go shower, and I’ll go get ready in my room. Maybe then you can take me out on a proper date first.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll come pick you up from your room in 20” she says, walking towards the bathroom, “bye babe!”
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Pt. I
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aphmcu-mha · 5 months
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Rating Marvel and X-Men(IK it’s Marvel) ships
Cherik-broke the fucking scale
Ironstrange 10/10
Stony 4/10(don’t ship it but something definitely happened)
SamBucky 6/10
Tony x Bruce 3/10
Clint x Nat 4/10(I only see them as best friends and family, but ig it could work?)
Jean x Scott 10/10
Spideypool(COMIC AND ANDREW’S!!!!!) 10/10
Drax x Mantis 5/10
WandaVison 10/10
Loki x Mobius 10/10
Loki x Sylvie 0/10
Black Panther x Storm 15/10
Spideychelle 10/10
Spideytorch 6/10
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yeamarvel · 2 years
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love is for children. i owe him a debt.
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hotsauceandfork · 2 years
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“every hawkeye needs a black widow”
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iriel3000 · 6 months
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Hurry, She Needs You
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Summary: Natasha becomes ill from what they think is food poisoning. Tony and Bruce try to care for her until Clint arrives home from a deep cover mission. Part 1 of 6
Whumptober Day 1: Swooning | “How many fingers am I holding up?”
Natasha whump, light whump, eventual happy ending
“OK, I made my speech. I'm ready to leave." Tony Stark loosened his silk, Ferragamo tie and unbuttoned the top of his white dress shirt.
"Photo op with the Board of Directors and then we can go." His sultry companion tossed her long red hair over her shoulder, surveying the room.
New York’s finest came out for the city’s annual Public Works Charity Auction. Natasha had agreed to accompany Tony while Pepper was at the Clean Energy Conference in Chicago.
"Really?" He asked, eyes lighting up. "Pepper always makes me stay and schmoose."
"Do you want me to act like your wife tonight?" Natasha arched an eyebrow and toyed with her empty rocks glass.
"That's a loaded question, Agent Romanov." He smirked and signaled for another drink.
“If anything,” Tony lowered his voice, “I need you to use your skills on Aldrich Killian. There are whispers he’s experimenting with biologicals and I want to know what he’s up to.”
“Maybe the next party. I’m tasked to only one crazy billionaire tonight.”
"Aren't I the lucky one?” Stark raked his eyes over her elegant figure.
Natasha wore a simple yet sexy little black dress with a diamond necklace, earrings and a plain black band on her right ring finger. He joked that the ring had a hidden needle full of poison inside.
“Aldrich couldn’t handle you in that dress tonight, anyway.” That got a smirk out of her. “Speaking of simps, where’s Barton?”
Her face softened, becoming almost wistful.
“Too far.”
“Excuse me, Mr. Stark.” A waiter interrupted and held out a short glass with clear liquid, another sat on a small tray. “Compliments of Mr. Killian.”
Tony looked across the room at Aldrich then turned away from his top competitor and rolled his eyes.
Natasha accepted both, thanked the young man and downed the first drink in one gulp. She held up the second and toasted to Killian in thanks.
“He doesn’t look pleased that I drank his expensive liquor.”
“I'm sure he wanted to see me choke on it.”
“Bitter finish,” she scrunched her nose, “I did you a favor.”
The host of the evening announced a silent auction would begin in ten minutes.
“Romanov, get us out of here.”
“Follow me.” Natasha stood but quickly put a hand to her forehead.
“You okay?” Tony jumped to her side when she swooned and grabbed for the edge of the table.
Tony laced his arm through hers. She giggled.
“Wait. Are you drunk?”
"No.” Natasha yanked her arm free, wobbling a little as she did so.
"How many fingers am I holding up?" He’d seen Natasha drink way more than tonight but never slur or stumble.
"Funny. Do you want to leave? Or do you want me to announce that the after party is at your house?” She turned towards the podium.
“No, no.” He stopped her. “No more jokes. Get us out of here.”
On the ride home, Natasha was quiet. Tony kept from commenting on the fine sheen of sweat glistening over her face and neck or how she kept her eyes closed, making little noises with every turn of the car.
He had his own private entrance to his penthouse but offered to ride up with Nat.
“I’m fine.” She clipped and fumbled into the elevator.
Tony hovered until the number to her floor stopped and started back down. The doors opened.
The empty compartment should have made him feel better, but it didn't.
Stark wandered down to his basement lab and poured a scotch, contemplating on how to check on his favorite bodyguard without her knowing he was checking on her.
Hey. he texted. Does William Tell know we went on a date?
Waiting for a reply, Tony flipped on the news and opened his new software system, an advanced A. I. program he’d been working on for the Tower.
Glancing at his phone, he frowned. No response yet. He tried again.
Breakfast in the morning? Happy wants to go over the new security install with you.
His knee bounced impatiently waiting for a response.
At the five minute mark, Tony called for Jarvis.
“Jarvis, security override, Stark616. What is the status of Agent Romanov?”
“Agent Romanov’s heart rate and blood pressure are abnormal. Vitals indicate she is unconscious, sir.”
Tony raced to the elevator.
“Agent Romanov is in Agent Barton’s quarters, the master bathroom.”
Tony would’ve enjoyed that little piece of information any other time, right now, he needed to know Nat was okay.
Rushing through Clint’s apartment, Tony burst into the bathroom.
“Oh my God, Natasha.” She was unconscious on the floor. “Nat, wake up! Jarvis, call Bruce!”
tbc...entire story will be posted below after part 6
Hurry, She Needs You
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natashaslesbian · 3 months
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We Saved Each Other (Part Five)
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Summary: you’re continuing to grow everyday with Natasha, facing all kinds of challenges both new and old
Word Count: 4.1k
Parings: (Natasha Romanoff x Kid!Reader) (Maria, Clint and Fury appear)
Warnings: Red room references, abusive father references, nightmares, shouting, crying, but the fluffiest ending
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Natasha was amazed at your progress. It had been a long 2 months but you were continuing to grow every day. You were starting to get more comfortable around the avengers but there was still some bonding to be done and many more mountains to be climbed.
-5 weeks at S.H.I.E.L.D-
“So” Fury said as he settled into his chair “how are the two of you settling in?” The director asked. Natasha glanced over to you through the glass, you were always scared when you couldn’t see her and truth being told Nat didn’t ever want to let you out of her sight either “we’re okay” she said “ok, and the truth?” Nick smirked “it’s been hard I guess” the widow wasn’t yet used to allowing her emotions to show “she doesn’t know any different” Natasha said, eyes still glued to you “we don’t know any different” she corrected.
“Woah y/n look at this one!” Maria said as reached right to the bottom of the box of brand new toys Clint had sent for you “what is it?” You asked as you waddled over “it’s a doll house” Maria said “do you wanna open it up and put it together?” Your eyes lit up, you had never had your own doll house “yes please” you said. It was a challenge for Maria, this whole situation was. The agent had her walls built so high and watching over you, playing with you, it brought a lot of memories back for her. “What are you going to name this one?” Maria said as she passed you the brand new doll “I can name it anything?” You asked “of course” Maria said.
“We can’t keep her here without a guardian much longer Romanoff” Nick coughed “what does that mean? Where are you gonna send her?” The panic ran up through Natasha’s spine “we don’t want to send her anywhere, but she needs a guardian” Nats blood settled again “are you asking me to do that?” She asked “I’m not asking you to do anything, in all honesty you can’t, you haven’t been a US citizen long enough” Nick said “you need to have been here at least 12 months” Natasha sighed “that’s another 2 months away” the red head said. She would be damed if these people just shipped you off somewhere new “why can’t she just stay here until I can be her guardian” Natasha asked “I didn’t know that’s what you wanted” Nick said, falling back into his chair. Shit. She was letting her guard down again, letting some stranger see her emotions “well I don’t want her just thrown into the care of someone else” the widow said “we can take care of her, I can take care of her. Please Fury, let me help her”
“Hey y/n” Nat said as she opened the door “you wanna get some lunch?” She asked, you shrunk into yourself again, still wanting to play but not wanting to get into trouble “okay” you nodded your head. Natasha picked up on your discomfort “would you like to stay and play a bit longer?” The red head asked “yes please” you timidly said. Maria said her goodbyes and Natasha came to join you on the carpet “what’s your dolly’s name?” She asked, your cheeks grew a certain red and you giggled “Natasha” you smiled “you named her Natasha? After me?” The agent asked “yeah” you shyly said “why did you do that?” Nat asked again “because you’re my best friend” you smiled up with your y/e/c “you’re my best friend too y/n” Natasha said, feeling her heart open more than it ever had.
-6 weeks at S.H.I.E.L.D-
You were so exhausted. Each time you slept your mind was plagued with demons, running around and throwing very bad memory into your consciousness. Right now was no different .“Y/n?” Natasha cooed “you’re okay y/n, wake up for me sweetheart” she pleaded. You had finally settled at 6am after a night of tears and no sleep. It was 8:30 now, things were going so well, Natasha was thrilled that you were getting some rest at last. “Y/n sweetheart, it’s Natty can you hear me?” She asked. You could hear her calling you but she was too far away, your father dragging you even further and pushing you into the arms of a strange man. Natasha cradled you in her lap, wiling you to wake through her thoughts “I’ve got you darling. It’s okay you’re safe” she continued to say.
Finally the darkness had gone and the overhead light stung your eyes slightly as you rolled away from it, further into Nat’s grip “Natty” you cried out “I’m here baby, I’m here” she said as she gently stoked your hair behind your ear “d- Dreykov” you whispered “its alright y/n. I won’t let him hurt you, he can’t get to you okay” Natasha said to you, and herself. “Do you want sprinkles?” Natasha asked, you nodded your head at the mention of your beloved stuffed bunny. The widow had bought if for you after your first nightmare, she had always wanted a stuffy and she was honoured to gift your first ever one to you.
You wrapped Sprinkles arms around your own while Natasha tucked you back into the soft sheets. “Get some sleep okay sweetheart” she said, bringing her hand back to your forehead, trailing her fingertips across your hair line “okay” you yawned “Natty?” You peered up at her “yeah?” She said as she sat on the plush mattress next to you. “can you sing me a song?” You asked “a song?” Nat asked in return, slightly terrified at the prospect of singing “yeah” you said sleepily “daddy used to sing me lullabies. Be-before he turned scary” you frowned and Natasha lent down to leave a kiss on your forehead, the action taking both of you by surprise “what did daddy used to sing for you?” The widow asked. You hummed in thought for a moment “I don’t remember” you said “how about I sing you one that my mommy used to sing to me?” Natasha smiled at the brief memory “where is your mommy?” You questioned as you rubbed your sore eyes “I don’t know, I haven’t seen her in 15 years” Nat believed Melina had died many years ago but she didn’t want to put that in your head “that’s a long time” you said “it is” Nat nodded “are you going to leave me for 15 years?” You quietly asked, afraid of the answer. Natasha couldn’t promise you anything, her future was just as unclear as yours but she was sure of one thing “I’m not going anywhere y/n” she said “now you close those eyes” her Russian accent filled your ears with a beautiful tune as she began to sing. Her comforting warmth lulling you into a deep slumber.
-7 weeks at S.H.I.E.L.D-
“No.” Natasha firmly said “I’m not going on this mission!” she slammed her hands on the wall “Romanoff” Fury warned, Maria cutting him off “the whole point of you coming here was that you would work under S.H.I.E.L.D” she said “well things have changed!” Natasha yelled “I need you for this mission Natasha” Fury boomed “I have to be here for y/n” Natasha said, scratching at her palms to calm her anger “you can’t stay glued to her side forever” Maria sighed. “You don’t get it!” The widow screamed, loosing all control “then explain it to us!” Fury said, mirroring Nat’s anger. “This is the safest place y/n has ever been but she doesn’t feel it yet.” Natasha began “she won’t feel safe for a long time and I may not be the perfect role model but I am the only one she trusts, the only one who will ever understand the hell she has been through!” Natasha’s voice was cracking, the tears threatening to spill “you both went through it” Maria said, catching the halls attention “they need time Nick” she said looking at her superior “a month is long enough” he said “no it’s not” Maria shot back “only Natasha and y/n can tell us when they’re ready” the brunette came to stand by Nats side, a silent promise that she was there for her. “So what do you need?” Nick asked “time” Natasha said.
“Natty?” You quietly called from the bedroom door, the three adults in the corridor turned their attention to you “hey y/n, are you okay?” Nat asked “why are you shouting?” You mumbled “sorry sweetheart we were just having a little disagreement” the red head said as she came to pick you up. She stopped immediately when you backed away from her “its okay no one’s angry” she cooed coming down to your level “I don’t like it” you sniffled “you sound like daddy” Natasha’s heart sank, she wanted to make a different impact on your life. “I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean to scare you” Nat said trying to defuse the situation. Her efforts fell short when Fury announced his exit with the slam of the corridor doors. You flinched and pushed past the red head into Maria’s legs, breaking Natasha’s heart without knowing it. She couldn’t hold it back this time, big strong Nat, the tears started to fall. She quickly stood and turned on her heels walking past you and Maria, intertwined together. “Natasha” the agent called after the widow, her sobs fading and allowing her to hear yours. “It’s alright y/n, let’s go and get a hot chocolate okay”
Natasha caught the faint red stain in the mirror as she turned on her feet, the blood beginning to seep through her pointe shoes. This was the only way to let it all out. She had cried enough, spent too long feeling sorry for herself. Now she needed to make up for her mistake, and she needed to forget the look on your little face. The balletic music filled her head enough that Natasha didn’t notice when Clint came into the studio, only realising he was there when she caught his frame landing from a leap. She continued to twirl until Clint stopped the music “that looks painful” he said as he pointed to Natasha’s shoes, she simply shrugged. “Maria called” Clint began “told me what happened earlier. Why are you punishing yourself?” He asked. There it was again, the feeling of her tears creeping up on her “because I’m a monster” she whispered “No. you’re not” the spy said as he handed his teammate a fresh water bottle. He tilted his gaze to the bench and Natasha understood the message. “You’re allowed to be hurt too you know” Clint said as he passed nat a first aid kit, understanding that she would probably want to tend to her own wounds herself. “This has been a huge scary change for you, and for y/n. It’s not always going to be easy” Clint settled on the bench close to Natasha “she got scared Nat, but she won’t stay scared. I see it in her face, she trusts you, you just reminded her of a time I’m sure she’d rather forget” Nat looked over to her fellow agent every few seconds, in between placing her sneakers back onto her bruised feet “do you remember your second week here?” Clint asked “we were training in the gym. You dodged my right hook and I took you straight to the floor, and you stayed there for an hour. You were afraid, because I reminded you of a time you would rather forget” Natasha thought about the memory in detail, imagining that’s how you must have felt today “but here you are now, sat here with me. And I know you’ll never admit it, but I see it on your face too; I see that you trust me” the two shared a glance, accompanied with a small smile. Feeling content that Natasha was safe to be on her own, Clint left her to ponder. Ponder about you.
When Natasha found you, you were watching finding nemo. You and nat had watched it together for the first time last week. Maria was close by and Natasha wished it was her next to you instead of sprinkles. “Hey y/n” she quietly said, not wanting to startle you “mind if I join you?” She asked from a safe distance, thrilled when you nodded. She sat on the armchair next to the couch and you instantly knew that she was too far away for your liking. Shuffling down of the cushions you made your way over to Natasha and slotted your hand into hers, a large smile forming on her face. You pulled her to her feet and dragged her back to your mountain of blankets, silently asking her to join you, which she of course did. After a while of content movie watching, Maria excused herself, leaving you and Natasha to talk. “Y/n” Nat said, drawing your focus to her “I’m so sorry I scared you today” you looked up to her emerald eyes and saw nothing but regret, a look your father never had. He had never told you he was sorry after shouting and he definitely didn’t after he had thrown you around the house. You knew Natasha was different, every touch to your skin was gentle and every sentence was soft. “I forgive you” you said noticing a tear forming in the corner of Natasha’s eye “don’t cry Natty” you said as you came to your knees and crawled to wipe away her stray tear. “I promise you I will never hurt you y/n, you don’t have to be scared of me” Natasha sniffled “‘M not scared of you” you sat back on your heels “but I am scared of daddy” you admitted “and I’m scared of Dreykov, and the red room. I don’t wanna go back there” Natasha broke hearing you say the very same words she had once pleaded. “You don’t ever have to go back there baby” the red head cried with you “not to the red room and not to daddy, you can stay with me forever” you collapsed into Nats arms and held on tight, you knew you were never letting go “look at me y/n” Natasha said as she lifted your chin with her pinky “it’s okay to be afraid. I’m afraid too sometimes, but me and you are gonna stick together and I will always look after you” he sniffled “I’ll look after you too Natty”
-Week 8 at S.H.I.E.L.D-
Waking up next to Natasha felt safe. She was warm and always had one arm holding you close. The widow had tried to coax you into your own bed, adjacent to her own on the other side of the room. Each night, however, you would always end up cuddled together. Natasha understood it was where you felt most comfortable but still dealing with her own nightmares at the same time was hard, thankfully you were a heavy sleeper but Nat always feared she would startle you awake too.
Today was a big day. You hadn’t been outside of the S.H.I.E.L.D grounds since you arrived, the outside world seeming too scary. Natasha had seen you though, staring up at the city through the fencing. Your little mind was so curious and you had yet to explore the world outside of an abusive environment. You were excitedly nervous when Natasha told you she needed to take a trip to the store, you had never been to one of those before. The red head didn’t really need to go but it was a good excuse to get you out of HQ. She had agreed with Fury that a car of specialist agents would follow close behind, dressed in everyday clothes as to not frighten you although they were ultimately there to protect you. Fury accepted Natasha’s many requests, despite not fully understanding why he needed 10 members of his team watching the surrounding areas.
“Good morning Natty” you said as you gently laid your weight over her stomach, you were clingiest in the morning and Natasha loved it. Thinking back to the first few weeks you were here, it was remarkable that you accepted her loving touch so easily now. “Are you looking forward to our trip out today?” Nat asked “yeah. But ‘M a little nervous” you mumbled behind a yawn “that’s alright sweetheart” Natasha said as she pushed your baby hairs to the side “I’ll keep you safe y/n” she smiled, and you smiled back. The redhead considered asking you if you wanted to go to a cafe for breakfast but thought that might be too much for todays adventure.
“Okay, other foot darling” Natasha said as reached for the laces on your right shoe. “Alright, I think we’re ready to go!” She finished with a gentle pat to your shoe clad foot. You followed Natasha through the building towards the garage area, reaching for her hand every now and then but deciding against it. “Woah!” You said as you helped the redhead push open the door “would you like to pick a car? We’re allowed to take any one that we want!” She said “yes please” you excitedly giggled and instantly moved towards the convertible Volkswagen Beatle. “You wanna take the bug y/n?” Nat asked, you nodded with anticipation and the widow helped you into the car seat Maria had gotten for you.
You were amazed. The trees swaying so freely, all the colours in the bushes just filled with flowers. You couldn’t keep still the entire journey, every corner filling your little mind with wonder. As curious as you were, you failed to catch the unmarked S.H.I.E.L.D car trailing you. Natasha however, was glancing in the mirror every few moments to make sure they were still there, your safety being her number one priority. You got excited when the tall buildings of the city came into view but were immediately disappointed when Natasha took a left turn into a car park. “Ok here we are!” Nat said “do you have the list I gave you sweetheart?” You held up the notepad high to show Natasha you had taken good care of it.
When you reached for Natasha’s hand this time, just outside the shop doors, she obliged straight away. Keeping a tight grip on you and the basket in her other hand, she asked you what was the first item on the list. Natasha didn’t actually need any of the things she had written down but they were basic necessities so would one day become useful. You stayed close to your best friend the entire time, starting to feel slightly overwhelmed as the store filled up with customers. The lights were getting to bright and the mixed sent from each department was too much but as long as Natasha was beside you, you knew you would be okay. “Ok I think we’re all done darling” the redhead said “shall we double check?” She continued as she put down the heavy basket. You began to list of every item on your piece of paper “toothpaste” you said “check” Natasha answered “shampoo”
“Check”
“Soap”
“Check”
“Lotion”
“Check! I think we’re all good!” Natasha finally said after you had ticked of every item. “You’ve been so helpful y/n, how about we go and pick you out a new outfit?” Truth be told you were ready to leave but you had been eyeing up the clothes every time you wandered past “okay” you said and retook Nat’s hand.
You didn’t like this section anymore, at first it had been fun all these bright colours and pretty dresses, but each time you picked something out Natasha would let go of your hand to pull it off the rail. Eventually both your hands were so full of clothes that you had no way to connect, thankfully Natasha had suggested that it was time to leave so you followed close by to the checkout making sure you could see her red locks the entire time. A group of teenagers came charging towards you both, taking you by surprise and causing you drop your new sneakers. You quickly lent down to grab them but when you looked up again Natasha’s red hair was no where to be seen. You immediately panicked, not being able to see the widow, dropping everything in your grasp to run ahead and catch up to her. You expected she would be just around the corner but when you shuffled around on the slippery floor, she wasn’t there. A gentlemen came up behind you with your discarded items “here you go y/n” the man said, causing you to let out a squeal at the unwelcome touch “no go away!” You screamed and ran in the opposite direction.
Meanwhile, Natasha was frantically searching for you in every isle and around every bend. “Y/n?” She called at every corner. All your shopping was long gone by now, nothing mattered more to Natasha than you did. She ran through the store, halting when she saw agent Carlos holding the clothes and shoes you had picked out. She came crashing into him demanding to know where you were “she got frightened and ran off agent Romanoff” he timidly said, fearing the darkness in the red heads eyes. “Well contact everyone else! Find her!” She demanded and began to race the store in search for you again.
The toy isle seemed a great place to hide, you knocked the boxes of the bottom shelf causing quite a commotion. While pushing the remaining toys out of your way, agent Hill had caught you in the corner of her eye “Romanoff I’ve got her, the toy section” she said into the cuff of her sleeves drawing questioning looks from other customers. Just before you could climb into your hidden safe space, an arm interlocked with your own “no!” You yelled “let me go!” You kicked as Maria pulled you towards her “it’s alright y/n it’s me” she pleaded. Through your teary eyes, you couldn’t quite make out her face and although you recognised her voice she wasn’t who you wanted “no! I want mama! Where’s my mama!” You cried out.
Natasha came speeding down the shop floor, scanning every isle despite knowing where you were. A huddle of onlookers had appeared, Nat simply pushed through them ignoring their huffs of disapproval. She rounded the corner to see you backing away from Maria screaming for your mom, how Natasha’s heart broke, knowing she could never bring her back to you. “Y/n?” The widow said, your head immediately whipping to her direction, your screams stopped for a moment but your howling increased as your eyes met Natasha’s “mama!” You cried as your feet picked up and you ran straight for her. Natasha’s world fell still, you were calling for her. Calling a name she had only dreamed of one day hearing and knew she never would. “Mommy!” you cried once more as Natasha’s world came back to life, her own feet leading her towards you. “Come here baby girl!” She said, and moments later your bodies collided into the most loving embrace the two of you had ever witnessed “mommy’s here y/n” she said into your ear as you cried into her shoulder “please don’t leave me mommy!” You sobbed “I’m not going anywhere y/n, I promise” Natasha said “mama’s got you. Let’s go home baby”
That night, Natasha welcomed you into her bed, wanting to hold you close. You had spent all evening trying on your new clothes (Maria had made sure they were purchased along with the toys you had accidentally broken) you had put on a fashion show for your new mama and required her validation for every outfit, not that you needed it. You had worn yourself out before your usual bedtime and Natasha had decided the two of you would have a movie night. Your eyes had fell closed no more than 30 minutes into the first film. Nat turned off the lights, leaving just the one on her bedside table, you shifted as the redhead pulled the duvet up to cover you both “mh” you whined “mama” you huffed as you cuddled into her side “I’m here sweetheart” your mommy said, holding you tightly in her arms. You fell soundly asleep in the arms of your mom, the woman you love most in the world. As for Natasha, she fell asleep holding in her hands what had only ever been a dream. A dream the red room had tried to take away from her, yet here she was holding her daughter, holding you.
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This is the longest fic I’ve ever written so I apologise if there’s any mistakes I tried my best to get it done quickly as well and with my dyslexic ass there’s probably mistakes all over it
Happy new year guys🩷
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eichan2d · 8 months
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She likes to read, he just wants to be with her and nothing says more "soulmates" than just spending time in silence.
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floilee · 8 months
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Clint: We're training them to be like us, aren't we?
Natasha: I thought that was the intention from the beginning.
Clint: So why can't we get them to work as a team.
(Yelena arguing over the boomerang arrow and Kate trying to argue that it's a great idea)
Natasha: Because unlike us who are fraternal, they love each other lovingly.
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nighttime-dreaming · 2 years
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Golden Hour
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Summary: Natasha swayed in the dull golden glow of the evening sun as she held her world in her arms. The day had been warm, and after spending the entire day outside with their family and friends, it was time to settle in for the coming summer night. A contented sigh escaped the baby cradled in her arms as she nuzzled her face into the bare skin of the woman's chest. 
Warnings: None. Just some really sweet WandaNat x Baby!r domestic moments. Wanda x Natasha, baby!r, domestic fluff, family feels, Uncle!Clint Barton. 
Word Count: 1.3k
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Natasha swayed in the dull golden glow of the evening sun as she held her world in her arms. The day had been warm, and after spending the entire day outside with their family and friends, it was time to settle in for the coming summer night. A contented sigh escaped the baby cradled in her arms as she nuzzled her face into the bare skin of the woman's chest. 
Sighing happily at the hungry little one, Natasha manoeuvred the child so she could latch onto her nipple for another feed and she continued her slow dance in front of the window. She'd ended up topless a few hours into the gathering when the baby had demanded access to her breasts almost constantly for something to eat during the high temperatures. Now, her pale skin glowed in the setting sun as she breastfed her baby, dancing to an old Russian lullaby playing on repeat in her head. 
This was how Wanda found her wife, her strong back shadowed and muscles shifting as the woman swayed with their baby in her arms. It truly was a sight to behold, and Wanda settled down against the doorframe to watch the loves of her life sway together in the sunset. When the Sokovian noticed Natasha had turned towards her slightly, she realised her presence was being requested. Of course, the mighty black widow had known she was behind her. Moving forwards, Wanda wrapped her arms around her love’s waist and looked over her shoulder down at the content face of their baby. 
Natasha settled back against her wife’s chest, and Wanda could still feel the warmth of the sun on her skin through her clothes. It truly was magical, ethereal even, to see Natasha with their baby. At first Wanda was concerned the team would comment on Natasha eventually going topless to appease their needy, thirsty baby, however was pleasantly surprised when everyone just laughed over the baby being so hungry despite seeming to never give up her food source. 
Her wife, however, had no such qualms. After spending her life using her body for things she still struggled to accept sometimes, she was now proud to show it off or offer it to their daughter in whichever capacity she needed it. At only a month old, the baby was demanding as much milk as her mama could provide her, and the high temperatures kept the baby thirsty whenever she wasn’t contently sleeping in Wanda’s arms. Wanda trailed her hands over her wife’s bare waist, smoothing her fingers over faint stretch marks and scars alike as they danced together in the fading light. 
The baby finally unlatched, a soft yawn escaping her as her eyes opened and blearily stared up at her mothers. Her eyes were light, seemingly a blue-green colour that would hopefully settle down soon so they could see whose genetics she took. Her hair had clearly taken after Natasha, with a small tuft of golden hair sitting atop of her small head that Wanda secretly hoped became the same deep red that her wife held. Natasha trailed her eyes over the small nose and the baby's pouty lips, feeling so much love grow in her chest when she confirmed that they were still very much taking after Wanda.
The baby was the perfect mix of her mother’s, and everyone pointed it out and fawned over that fact whenever they saw her. The couple were disturbed by the bedroom door opening, and they turned to find Clint walking in with a pile of clothes and blankets in his arms. He moved to sit them down on top of the dresser before smiling down at his partner and her family. Natasha nodded her head to beckon the man over, and the archer happily sidled up beside the couple to look down at the now wide awake baby staring around the room. 
Natasha flinched at the tickling sensation of her partner’s clothes against her bare shoulder, and Clint smirked and pushed his arm forward to do it again and get a light giggle out of the woman. Wanda rolled her eyes affectionately at the pair before turning to the baby once more. 
“What are mama and uncle Clint doing? Huh? What are they doing?” The baby waved her arms around at the sound of her mother’s voice, causing the adults to swoon. 
Natasha leaned down to press a gentle kiss against her daughter’s head before letting her settle back down against her breast. Even when not feeding, their daughter was a very big fan of skin to skin, demanding it from her mamas’ as well as her Uncle Clint and even Aunt Yelena when the woman allowed it. While the baby was highly disgruntled by ther sports bra that always got in the way, she was slowly learning to accept that was all her aunt would allow. Thor, forever the people pleaser, let the baby have whatever she wanted when he held her and the mothers’ knew he was going to be the uncle she went to for anything they denied her. 
Deciding she wanted her other mama now, the baby began fussing and lifting her arms slightly for Natasha to hand her over. Taking the baby in her arms, Wanda cooed down at her and pressed multiple featherlight kisses against the soft skin of her forehead and cheeks. The baby stared up at her mother wide eyed, and Wanda grinned down at her pride and joy with every fibre of her being screaming at the love she held for such a tiny thing.  Natasha pressed a kiss to her head before moving over to put a top back on as the setting sun was taking some of the day’s heat with it.
Swaying with the baby in her arms, Wanda laughed when a bright little flash of red showed in her mind. Clearly, her baby wanted something very very loudly. Adjusting the infant into one of her arms and holding her securely, Wanda lifted her hand and let her magic dance between her fingertips just above the baby’s face. Her eyes widened at the sight of the red, and the baby wiggled happily at the sight of it. That too, was another thing they had found she liked. Wanda playing with her magic always got her excited, and the youngest Maximoff was content to watch her mother play with her magic for hours. Once, she remembers the baby was too entranced in her magic to properly latch on for a feed, prompting the mothers to huddle together with Wanda wiggling her fingers just above Natasha’s chest and prompting the baby to eat while watching. 
It seemed now, however, that she just wanted to snuggle with her Mama while she was awake. Wanda gave the little one one last minute lights show before wrapping both of her arms around her and pulling her close to her face to smother the baby in kisses. Some baby squeals and tiny fingers pulling at her hair later, Wanda pulled away and walked over to join her wife and brother-in-law. The pair were resting on the bed, Natasha having landed flat on her back while Clint had face-planted the bed and landed half on top of her. They seemed barely awake, but Natasha still turned her head towards her wife when she started to move. 
Settling down onto the bed beside her wife and shuffling down to be slumped comfortably against the headboard, Wanda let her wife nuzzle her face against her side and sigh happily. The baby kicked her feet a little, before settling down when Natasha lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers around a tiny foot. Clint grumbled from beside them, moving closer to Natasha to make himself comfortable before promptly falling asleep against her. Natasha rolled her eyes but did nothing to move him, she just wrapped her free arm around him and pressed a kiss against the fabric covering Wanda’s skin before settling down herself. 
A smile took over Wanda’s face as she looked around at her little family. Hopefully, with time, it will grow bigger. But for now, curled against her side and wrapped in her arms is her entire heart and soul, and she’ll be damned if she ever misses a moment of it.
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auroraromaximoff · 1 year
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Nat: Can you pass the pepper please?
Clint: What's the magic word?
Nat: *Glaring* ...
Nat: *Starts chanting in Latin*
Clint: *Panicking* JESUS CHRIST! JUST TAKE IT!! *Throws shaker*
Nat: *Catches it* Thank you love
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(Nat catching the pepper)
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