#natasha romanoff xreader
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Please Don't Leave Me
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Word Count: 4281
Warnings: Angst, Pregnant!Reader, Natasha being an ass, injuries, Depression, Wanda being the bestest of friends.
Part 2: Gone
A/n: Had this one in my head for some time and finally decided to write it. As it always seems these fics just seem to run wild and get longer than I mean them to be. I can tell you all right now I'm pretty sure your not going to like the ending very much 😅
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“Natty.” You try to get your wife's attention as she moves around the room quickly. Natasha is shoving things in a bag. “Nat.” You try again, but she doesn’t stop. Frantically moving around the room grabbing whatever she can. “Natasha!” You finally yell at her. She still doesn’t stop her movements. “Y/n I can’t right now.” She says shoving the last of her things in her bag. “Nat I have something important to tell you.” You try to reason with the woman, but she just zips her bag throwing it over her shoulder and walks past you. “There are things you don’t understand. I have to go.” You grab her arm and she finally looks back at you. “I really need to tell you this.” You try to reason with her. Your eyes pleading with her just to let you talk. But she shakes her head and pulls her arm from your grasp. “There are more important things than you right now.” She makes it to the door letting it creak open. “We will talk when I get home.” She doesn’t face you, only slightly turning her head before she is gone. “Don’t expect me to be here when you get back.” You see her hesitate in the door but she shakes her head before slamming the door shut behind her.
Your heart shatters in your chest as your legs buckle beneath you. A muffled thud is heard as your knees hit the ground. Your hand covers your mouth as a sob escapes the depths of your chest. You pull the small stick from your back pocket looking down at the two pink lines. “I’m pregnant.” You whisper to yourself like somehow Nat will hear you and come back, but you know she won’t. To Natasha her job has always been more important than anything. She loves being an Avenger and helping people, but it always comes at a cost to you. You had a sliver of hope that maybe just maybe this could change that. After what she had gone through in the red room she was pretty sure that she couldn’t get you pregnant but here you are. The prospects of having a child had given you hope that maybe she would come back to you. Be the loving wife that you know she can be. The little pink lines now taunting you as tears splash down on the plastic blurring your vision and the once prominent lines.
It seems like hours before you finally pick yourself up off the ground. Finally having cried all the tears away. Pulling yourself off the ground as you wipe your cheeks before making your way to your shared bedroom. It is empty, too empty. The book Nat was reading was still sitting face down open to the page that she had left it on. Moon light shining through the curtains illuminating the dark room. You don’t bother turning on the lights or changing clothes as you crawl into the cold bed. Seeming much larger now than ever before. You curl in on yourself, exhaustion from all the tears you have cried catching up to you. A pain in your chest as you finally drift off into nothingness.
Over the next few days multiple new stations report of the Avengers fighting one another. The chaos and destruction of a German airport. You place a hand over your lower stomach as the news flashes. ‘Natasha Romanoff aka Black Widow has broken the Sokovia Accords. Now wanted for treason against the federal government.’ If you thought your heart couldn’t break more you were wrong.
It has been nearly four months since that fateful day. The day your world shattered around you. You had hoped that one day maybe Nat would try and contact you but those hopes had been dashed over a month ago. She had moved on and so should you. You slowly pack your things in the home that you once shared with your wife. You’re not even sure if you should call her that anymore. A single tear running down your cheek at the thought. You still love her deeply but you can’t live like this. You have a baby to think about now, you need to live for them. Placing your hand on your growing stomach as you gently rub your finger up and down feeling their movement and smiling.
A phone ringing breaks you from the tender moment. You grab your phone looking down to see an unknown number calling you. Your heart stops a moment wondering if after all this time it is finally Nat calling you. You're so distracted by the tight feeling in your chest that the phone stops ringing and the call ends. You still stare blankly at the screen before it starts to ring again. Phone lighting up in your hand once again still showing unknown as the caller.
This time you press the answer button. Your movements are slow as you bring it up to your ear. You open your mouth but no words come out, your breaths coming out erratic as you begin to panic. Your ear is soon filled with a soft voice. “Y/n/n?” That voice is distinct but not your wifes. “Y/n are you there?” The voice asks again. “W-Wanda?” Your voice trembles as your mind catches up. Your best friend is on the other side of the line.
This is the first time you have heard from any of the Avengers for a long time. Tony once stopped by but you refuse to let him in. You didn’t listen to any of the words coming out of his mouth as he spoke through the door. If it wasn’t for him you don’t think you would be in this position right now and maybe your hopes for a better future with Nat would have come true. Wanda had sent a few letters letting you know she was ok. You couldn’t obviously send anything back due to now knowing where she was and the nature of the events and why she was also on the run.
“Y/n/n?” Wanda’s voice breaks through your mind once again. “I-I’m sorry Wands. What were you saying?” Her words had been muffled by your mind. She shakes her head like you could possibly see her doing that. “Nothing sweetheart. Are you ok?” She can tell that something isn’t right. “Not really. I, I’m alone.” Wanda’s heart breaks for you. She may be on the run but she hasn’t been alone. “I’m tired, Wands.” You know you shouldn’t be thinking that with a child on the way but it has been hard. Tears start to fall down your cheeks as you sniffle into the phone.
Wanda made a decision right there. “Sweetheart, I'm going to send Vision to come and get you.” She knows it could be dangerous to have you with her but she also knows that you’re not a wanted fugitive so if for some reason that she is caught you will be left alone. But she will do everything in her power to keep you safe. She can’t stand to hear you this hurt and down. “W-what if that gives away where you are?” You question not wanting to bring her into any danger. “I’m safe here. If you want to, you can come here. We have to move every so often. You don’t have to if you don’t want to but I’m not going to leave you alone. You always have me.” You cry tears of happiness for the first time in a long time. “Yes.” Your voice is small but hopeful.
You land with Vision somewhere in what you believe to be Belgium. Vision never mentioned anything to you about your pregnancy which you are thankful for. You see Wanda bound out of the small quaint house on the outskirts of the town. You watch as she stops in her tracks a few feet away from you. Your head dropping, not wanting to see her reaction. Scared that she wouldn’t want you around any more.
“Y/n/n.” Wanda says quietly trying to get you to raise your gaze to hers but you don’t look up. Tears well in your eyes, scared to move, scared to look your best friend in the eye. Hands cup your face gently making you look up into green eyes. A soft smile on her face. “You're pregnant.” It’s not a question but a statement from the woman. You nod your head as she pulls you into her arms hugging you as tightly as she can without hurting you or the baby.
Just then the flood gates break. A sob leaves you as tears cascade down your cheeks into Wanda’s shirt. You bury your head in her neck. A hand rubbing gently up and down your back as you're held for the first time in months. Your legs give out as you clutch to Wanda for dear life afraid that you're going to wake up and she will be gone. Wanda holds on gently guiding you both to the ground as she lets you cry. Your tears soak her shirt as you sob for what feels like forever. Wanda whispers reassurances in your ear as she just holds you. Her gentle motions on your back, not ceasing.
Wanda lets you get out your pent up emotions. Sitting with you until your sobs turn into sniffles. “She left me. I never got to tell her.” You whisper, still gripping onto Wanda. “What sweetheart?” She asks, trying to get you to elaborate. “Natasha. I-I haven’t heard from her. She, she left that day to Germany. I tried to tell her. She, she told me that there were more important things than myself.” Wanda’s eyes swirl red with anger. How could Natasha do this to you? All she wants to do is fly off and break Natasha like she broke you. But Wanda comes back to reality when you grip her tighter, scared she will leave you just like Nat did.
“Please don’t leave me.” If it was even possible Wanda’s heart broke for you more. Like herself you don’t have any family. All of yours were gone long ago, but you had found a family in the Avengers, a wife. But that family is now broken but Wanda is determined to show you that she is still your family. “I’m not going anywhere sweetheart. I will always be here for you.” She kisses your head smiling. “And for the baby.” More tears come to your eyes but from happiness.
“So you and Vision?” You give a watery chuckle. Wanda nudges your shoulder and laughs. “Yeah.” She smiles happily when you pull back to look at her. “So like does he come with a vibrator setting?” You ask half joking half serious. “Oh my god Y/n!” Wanda exclaims, shocked by your bold question. You two laugh as she helps you off the ground leading you into the house.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to mention something to Nat?” Wanda asks you softly, causing you to look up from the book your head is buried in. You let out a sigh as this constant conversation. “If she wanted to know how I was doing she could have called me the same way you did.” You rub your swollen stomach. So close to meeting your precious little one. “Wands I know you are looking out for me and I also know how pissed you are at her. I also know that you partly want to tell her to rub it in her face on how royally she screwed up. She has had almost 9 months to find me. And I know that you said she has mentioned that she has done it for my own safety but at least hearing from her once would have been something. Instead she went no contact. The famous Black Widow knows how to send encrypted messages if she really wanted to.”
Wanda knows how much you are right and every time she has to touch base with the team she has been distant and cold with Nat. She so badly wants to break her heart the way she has to you. She knows how much you still love Nat and would love to be a family. These times are hard though with everyone on the run so she bites her tongue and nods her head to your words.
To get your mind off of things you put your book down and swing your feet off the bed. “Hey Wands, it's a nice night, maybe we can all take a walk.” Vision appears in the doorway. “That sounds like a lovely idea Y/n.” You smile at the synthezoid before giving a questioning look to Wanda. “Sure.” She nods her head. “But someone is going to have to help me with my shoes.” You chuckle trying to reach down to your feet which you can’t reach. The other two laugh before all of you put on some clothes and help you with yours.
Wanda and Vision are holding hands as you walk through the streets of Edinburgh, the quiet street clearing your mind as you three walk peacefully. Vision stops Wanda to talk a bit as you waddle over to a window with a news cast playing. You watch on as a breaking news cast flashes on the screen. As the scene plays out in front of you you gasp. “Wanda.” You call for her. The conversation dies between the two as they come up behind you seeing as the screen plays footage of New York being attacked. You all stand there silently as death and destruction is shown on the screen. Tony Stark missing flashes on the screen and Vision looks to Wanda.
“I have to go.” Vision says kissing Wanda’s hand that is still laced with his. He starts to walk away dropping her hand, Wanda pleads with him to stay. You start to drown them out as you watch the screen. Terrified that you may see something about Natasha come across it. Screams of pain makes you turn around seeing Vision impaled on a staff. “Vision!” Wanda screams, her hands glowing red ready to fight.
Someone else blasts Wanda from behind sending her flying into a building across the street. With you close proximity you're thrown back hard. Trying to brace yourself you hear a sickening crack as your wrist impacts with the ground. You scream out in pain. “Y/n!” Vision yells when he hears your cry of pain. You turn on the ground seeing him do the same. The two who attacked turned him over on his back and the thing that stabbed him placed the sharp end of the staff on his head.
Vision’s screams can be heard through the quiet streets. You struggle trying to get yourself up knowing your wrist is broken, cradling it close to your chest. You watch as red balls of energy slam into the two creatures throwing them back. Wanda runs towards Vision using her magic and pulling you safely over to him. Pain is written all over her face as she looks over the both of you. She uses her magic to lift all of you off the ground pulling you closer to her as she tries to fly you all away from the area. You all are almost hit by a beam causing Wanda to have to bring you all down. Wanda lands you both down gently laying you on the ground before turning to catch Vision with her magic.
“The blade, it stopped me from phasing.” Vision says as you see a bright yellow line in his body and he seems to be glitching. “Is that even possible?” Wanda asks, helping him sit up against the wall. “It’s not supposed to be.” He says, you can tell he is in pain. Your adrenaline is pumping so your wrist is just a dull ache at the moment. Wanda hovers her hand over Vision, her magic flowing and pulling the opening closed slowly but not completely. “I’m beginning to think we should have stayed inside.” You mumble feeling guilty that this could have been avoided if not for you avoiding your feelings about Nat.
You and Wanda are pushed back by Vision as one of the creatures grabs Vision flying off and fighting against a building. The other comes and attacks you and Wanda. Wanda puts a barrier of magic around you. She starts to fight the female creature as your heart races in your chest.
You lose sight of the both of them fighting. Wanda’s magic dissipates from around you allowing you to move forward looking for your friends. You can hear it now so clearly in your head like she actually is yelling at you. Natasha’s voice tells you to run and protect yourself, but Wanda is your best friend and she has been there for you. So you push that voice away following the commotion. You run into the train station seeing Vision propped against a railing. Wanda stands red surrounding her hands as the two creatures look ready to fight once again.
Squealing of wheels from the train moving past has you all looking. A dark figure in the shadows looms behind the moving train. The female creature throws her trident-like spear at the figure when the train passes. The figure catching it perfectly as he walks into the light you see Steve Rogers. You try to get up behind the female creature but she quickly turns wrapping her hand around your throat.
“Y/n!” Wanda screams. The female creature throws you back and you land on your back crying out in pain. You feel a gush of liquid between your legs after you hit the ground. Wings fly in front of you as Sam Wilson collides with the creature. You let your hand drift down feeling the wetness and bring your fingers back up into view, relieved that it isn’t blood, but your heart drops when you realize what is happening. You gasp in pain from the sharp feeling in your stomach.
Wanda uses her magic again to pull you towards her and Vision. Wanda pulls you into her lap. That is when you spot her in the distance. The hair color may be different but she is still herself. Natasha fights with Steve against the creatures. You have tears in your eyes as you look up at Wanda. “Wands, I think my water just broke.” You groan in pain again. You can see the panic in her eyes as she looks around the area. It’s not long before the fighting is done and the other three walk over towards you three.
Natasha stops dead in her tracks when she sees you. Your swollen stomach has her chest rising and falling a bit fast. She thinks maybe it could be someone else's but she knows deep down that the baby is hers. She wants to cry but she turns stone cold hiding her emotions. Hating herself for leaving you, for never reaching out in all this time. You cry out in pain causing her to look back to you. You're curled in on yourself in Wanda’s lap. “It hurts.” You whimper. Wanda holds you closer to her. “I know sweetheart.” Wanda looks to the other three. “We need to get them out of here.” She can see the two men side eyeing her before Steve speaks up. “Quickly, get them to the Quinjet.”
Natasha moves to help you but you pull away. “I have her, can you help Vision?” Wanda says flatly, Nat can only nod moving away and helping Vision up. Wanda effortlessly lifts you in her arms and you all make your way to the Quinjet. Your contractions are getting strong and closer together. Natasha can only watch from afar as you whimper in pain. Wanda helps you and Vision sits close holding his side.
“We need to get her to a hospital.” Wanda says brushing the hair sticking to your forehead out of the way. “We will be at the compound in 30 minutes.” Steve explains. “Steve, I don't know if she can last that long.” She iterates looking back down at your pained face. “It’s the best I can do Wanda.” She sighs gently stroking your cheek. “It’s ok Wands. I’ll be o-” Your cut off by another contraction. All Nat can do is look on with regret.
Once the quinjet finally lands Wanda lifts you in her arms again and runs into the compound they enter and see Rhodey talking to a hologram of Secretary Ross. “We need medical.” Natasha says out, causing Rhodey to turn and for Secretary Ross to start arguing. You can’t concentrate on what they are saying but you know it isn’t great. Rhodey ends the call and signals for medical, who come in with Bruce.
As they wheel you away the team follows. Before Wanda can head in after you Nat grabs her arm. Wanda whips her head around anger evident on her face. “Please just tell me. Is it mine?” Wanda gives an amused chuckle. “Of course it’s yours.” She pulls her arm from Nat’s grasp and follows you in the room. Nat lets tears slip down her face. She left you alone pregnant with her child. Not once contacting you in the last nine months. She had told herself she was doing it to protect you and to keep you out of this life, but she was wrong and she sees that now. She understands now why Wanda became so cold towards her after a few months. She has to fix this. She has to be able to win you back and to become the family she always wanted and she will do anything to get that back.
Natasha can hear your cries of pain as you go through labor wishing more than anything she could be there with you but you don’t want her to be. But you chose Wanda and she understands why. She soon hears other cries. The crying of her child as they are born. Tears slip down her cheeks as she hears them. The boys know not to go around her or to talk to her at this moment. She is breaking on the inside and all she has to blame is herself.
An hour later Wanda walks out and comes over to Nat. Her head is down, not looking at the younger woman waiting for a scolding, but that doesn’t come. “You can go meet your son.” Wanda speaks with no emotion to her voice. Natasha looks up and Wanda can see she has been crying but that doesn’t change how angry Wanda is at her. “I have a son?” Nat whispers. Wanda just nods her head and moves out of the way.
Natasha slips into the room quietly. Her heart stops seeing you laying in the bed with a blue bundle in your arms and a smile on your face. More tears spill as she quietly makes her way over to you. You don’t look at her until she is standing right next to you. “He’s beautiful.” Nat mumbles trying to stop the sob that so desperately wants to escape. You have a soft look on your face and she can’t read it. “Meet Alexander Pietro Romanoff.” You smile down at your son. Natasha lets the tears freely fall. “Romanoff?” She questions you. “Romanoff.” You repeat looking back up at her with a soft smile. She feels a flicker of hope that she can fix this, that she can have her family.
“Do you want to hold him?” You ask her softly and lightly lift him the best you can with your broken wrist. Nat nods and takes him from you holding him in her arms. She has so much love for him already that more tears well in her eyes. You watch her as she holds the baby and cries.
“I’m sorry.” Nat whispers. “I'm so sorry.” She looks at you with teary eyes. “I know.” Is all you can respond with. She looks back down at the now sleeping boy. Just looking at him and remembering all of his features. She had seen the flicker of green in his eyes, the same as hers. But he looks so much like you. He is just as beautiful as you are.
Loud beeping makes Nat’s head snap up. Your face is now pale and your eyes are closed. The sheets are staining red between your legs. Doctors rush in as she backs away holding her son close to her chest. He starts to cry with all the noise and commotion. Her heart rate picks up and she starts to panic. The voices of the doctors are muffled to her ears as she feels the blood rushing around. She can only focus on you, your face pale and your body limp in the bed as doctors work around you. They soon wheel you out of the room mentioning something about you hemorrhaging and needing to go to surgery.
Nat starts sobbing in the empty room. All that is left is herself and her son. She slides down the wall begging to whatever is out there in the universe that you will be ok. That you will come back to her and your son. Promising that she will do better and be better. She will be the wife that she had promised in her vows. She will do anything for you to take her back, just please let you live. She whispers in the emptiness. “Please don’t leave me.”
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Jaws hums the Jaws movie theme music when they’re trying to ‘sneak’ up on Natasha for a kiss or cuddle attack
Made me think of this bit right here
It's Jaws' own background music at this point, but you know Nat only pretends she doesn't notice because she thinks it's cute 😂
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The Unfulfilled
Marvel
Warnings: Angst, making out, death, implied trauma, emotional pain, grief, crying, killing, failed love(?), unrequited love(?), mutual pining, manipulation
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 4501
A/N: This has been in my drafts for literally almost a month. I literally finished it then sent it to my friend for proofreading then thought I might add some more stuff, so now here I am after adding said stuff. The added stuff was not proofread.
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"Your next assignment." Natasha scanned the nearly blank page with her earthy green eyes, reading its contents with pure curiosity and determination. She was the best of the best in her high ranking, and she would be damned if she let that title slip through her nimble fingers. Natasha walked out of her workplace with a pep in her step with the things she would need in her purse.
Namely, chapstick.
As Natasha drove to your home, the energetic music of Sia playing on her car radio. The redhead opted to listen to the great Sia when on missions, seeing as she offered her strangely calming vibes. Natasha judged the way your Czech Republic home looked. It definitely needed some upgrades. The crack in the walls seemed so unsafe and the peeling paint too? So unfashionable. Natasha grunted at the hideous design of your building. It was so outdated. You surely could have done way better. Natasha wished on every existing dandelion on earth that you would, at least, be her type. She needed to have fun while working.
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"So what do I have to do e-exactly?" You rubbed at your chest as it began to tighten around your heart. This gorgeous woman could be the death of you. Literally. The two of you walked up the seemingly never-ending stairs of the Fraternity she worked in. You don't even know if you were roped into this job by her eyes or the promise of becoming better, but honestly, you sort of didn't even care.
Sort of.
In a world where what you can become is very limited, this was a bright opportunity for you. You thought of Natasha's proposition as something that can open new doors for you. All you could think of was the prospect of doing something good in this world while having fun in return, that and the part where you were going to be trained too.
"All you have to do, for now, is get trained. Then, once you're deemed ready by yours truly, you will be given an assignment that you must complete." Natasha walked around a table and you followed suit only to realize that the two of you walked in a circle around it twice before a man with whitened hair in a black suit with his arms behind his back revealed himself. "Then after that, you get more assignments, more targets, more responsibilities-"
"Wait, wait, targets? What does that mean?"
"She means you will be one of us. A killer taking down other killers." The man in the black suit says looking completely unbothered by the whole occurrence.
"Wha- a killer who kills kille- hold on." You raised both your hands and basked in the silence they allowed you to have and thought about everything going on at the moment. After a solid few minutes, the only thing you could come up with was, "So a hero?"
The pair before you sighed, one of them pinching the bridge of her nose and the other raising his eyebrows to his hairline while his eyes squeezed tight, both in an attempt to gather their bearings with how...slow you were. This is going to take so long, she's lucky she's pretty, Natasha thought.
"No, Miss Y/L/N, not a hero. More of a vigilante with a twisted morale."
The way Natasha said so nonchalantly made your eye twitch, the glint of your eyes showing both confusion and understanding at the same time. Then, all of a sudden, you find yourself in a knife battle with a butcher who seems to have it out for you in a room full of hanging gutted pigs. He used his knives against you rather carelessly to the point where you were actually bleeding from three knife wounds. One on your side, one on your arm, and one on your back.
You were going to pass out.
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After two months' worth of on-and-off dedication to this new thing Natasha offered you, your decision is finally whole. You were in. And you celebrated that with Natasha by way of completing a mission and going for dinner afterward. It was all so much fun to hang out with Natasha in such an intimate way while still keeping it professional. She was such a lovely soul to get to know. Anybody would be lucky to know her wholly.
"So how do you feel?" Natasha eyed you through the burger she was taking a bite of as she asked you her query. She was so adorable.
"Honestly, fulfilling, but still kind of mixed. I just don't know what these people did, if they were bad people, if they were involved in the wrong kind of business, or if they had families. I mean, how do we know for sure we're doing the right thing here?"
Natasha chewed and swallowed before she spoke again. "The work we do has a questionable judgment, yes, but how we see it is that by taking out one person, we save possibly a million. The result is what we put our faith in, not the work itself."
"That's beautiful." You smiled at Natasha gently as the night dragged on. When the two of you were walking back to the Fraternity, you could swear that Natasha's hand kept brushing yours, but with how closely the two of you were walking, you dumbly let it slide and deemed it to be a coincidence.
It really couldn't be anything, right? I mean, you just killed a guy- very skillfully, might I add -so, surely this soft moment can't be happening. Plus, Natasha Romanoff is just a very flirty all-work type of gal. She didn't exactly strike you as the type to commit, so you figured it's best to hold off on that... stuff.
What a fucking day.
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Another month flew by and now you were three missions deep into this Fraternity including your first "celebratory" mission. It was all exhilarating, to say the least. Everyone on the team had their special talents and reasons for working with this Frat, and everyone got along with everyone. They were all good people, especially Natasha. She had such a golden heart with a thick, strong glass barrier.
Truly, you've grown fond of this team over the past three months, and to call them your extended family would be a rightful title for them. They were all so caring. They treated each other like brothers and sisters, born with the same blood, and protected each other even if it meant losing their own lives or getting hurt themselves.
You saw that for yourself once, and to say that you were honored would be the greatest understatement of the fucking year. It happened on a mission where all of you were required to fight the same battle as one. You were fighting one of the enemy goons and you were too busy to see that one guy was aiming at you with a rifle. One of your peers took the shot for you, using his body as a shield for you while simultaneously shooting at your perpetrator.
Your bond with them solidified after that day. Gone were the many trust issues you had with them because now, you had a reason to trust them with your life. You couldn't think about that right now though. Right now, you are a little too preoccupied with planning how to carry out the latest mission assigned to you.
It was a pretty simple mission, one that required you to assassinate one of the guys in a well-renowned company. They were supposed to have a meeting in two days, according to the details you were given, so that's when you were going to make your move. The days passed by rather quickly with you simply moping around the Fraternity and training when you felt like it. You called it "strength preservation".
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You stood on a moving train with Natasha sitting comfortably parallel to you with your gun in hand. You were checking if your gun needed anything more while you waited for the right moment to shoot your victim. You playfully aimed your gun at Natasha who merely smirked back at you. You thought it was sadistic, how being held at gunpoint made her reflect a toothy grin. It filled you with butterflies.
As your target's building came closer, you made no move to aim away from Natasha. You wore a sinister smile, one that was reflected beautifully by Natasha, and when the time was right, you pulled the trigger. With the way you were trained in the Fraternity, you learned how to bend the bullets you shot. Therefore, when you brought your arm back, and swung it back at Natasha, your bullet went straight through the window of the meeting room where your target was located, hitting him right in his stupid heart. Perfectly untraceable.
As opposed to Natasha's previous position on the roof of the moving train you stood upon, leaning back on her hands while one of her legs rested and the other was propped up, now, she was applauding you for your successful mission. You looked at her with a bright shy smile weaving your fingers through your hair while you calmly walked closer to her and sat down.
"Learned from the best." You stated proudly.
"Yeah, you did."
"Way to ruin the moment."
A blissful silence befell the two of you, leaning back to watch the sunset over the horizon of Russia. It was beautiful. You had just killed someone and now you were watching the day slowly end. It was somewhat peaceful as opposed to the chaos happening in the meeting room where their dead boss lay limp in his chair. You would have laughed if you saw the people running around in a panic. Meanie.
It was a moment where two assassins, you and Natasha, got to pause the world on a moving train. It was unsafe, but the thrill of it gave both of your hearts the flutter it needed. As you looked at the setting sun, Natasha's eyes, unbeknownst to you, turned to your side profile. She could get used to staring at you, your sculpted nose, your voluptuous lips, and the subtle shine in your pretty eyes. Gosh, you looked so beautiful, ready to be ravished by way of flowers and chocolates and surprise dates.
But Natasha knew she couldn't. With her initial agreement with the Fraternity leader and how you came about, she just couldn't. Not even if she tried.
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Another day, another mission for you where Natasha was monitoring. She wasn't really required to monitor you, you both knew that, but it just felt right to be near each other so neither of you ever mentioned it. As opposed to the other places you went to with Natasha after missions, this time the two of you laid upon a random blanket the two of you found in the park. When you found it, Natasha insisted on shaking it off before taking a seat on it, saying that there could be bugs on it for all you knew.
You complied, of course.
The two of you watched the stars, occasionally pointing out constellations you would see in the sky or stars that formed a funny shape- the latter was your doing most of the time. It was calming to both of you how the stars just twinkled above your bodies while you gazed into each other eyes- when did that happen?
At the moment, the moon hosting and the stars watching, the two of you held a silent conversation, one that was had through your eyes that have seen many troubles before each other. As you looked at each other, the world simply faded, quietly and stealthily, leaving only the two of you on a random blanket in the park.
Suddenly, -you don't know how- Natasha was on you, straddling your lap while cradling your face in her hands so gently. It almost seemed like she feared your head would shatter if she handled you incorrectly. It felt so nice, so right, so meant to be. It was like you only knew each other and nothing else like the two of you existed in a void where you were each other's light in the dark. The warmth between your bodies grounded you enough to keep you both reminded of the place you were in, not that the two of you paid any attention to that.
Then it happened. In the blink of an eye, the two of you lip-locked. Your soft lips on Natasha's plump ones. It felt so good to finally have each other like this. This was the moment the two had been waiting for; a moment where hands wandered over each other's bodies, feeling each other up as if it would be the last time.
That night, no intercourse was had, but rest assured, love was made. Love was made in the form of soft gliding hands, gyrating hips, connected lips, shared warmth, and hands held tight. Love was made in ways of fingers running through hair, whispered praises, eye contact, and hugs. More kisses were shared throughout the night. Stolen or not, they were most definitely shared.
No word was muttered after that soft moment. Neither of you expected anything to happen too, but you did hope. The two of you hoped that one day, you could work something out, talk about the things that the two of you needed to talk about and get together. Because that's what the two of you wanted; to be together. It didn't matter how long it took, all you knew, at that moment, was that you wanted each other.
And that would be enough until it wasn't.
****
How did we get here?
Ah, yes.
It all started when you were on another mission and your target had a loose mouth. He flapped his tongue and sputtered out nonsense about the Fraternity you worked for and your MIA father. Frankly, you didn't care about your dad's whereabouts, you'd gotten over that years ago in therapy, but the fact that your target knew of your father's gambling and his drinking, and his abusive nature when he was around, struck a nerve. Other than talking about your sometimes dad, your target also spoke of your beloved Fraternity friends. You, honestly, would have been offended for them if not for the way that things panned out.
"You think they're all good? You think they're all clear skies and glitter?" Your target fell on his back as you kicked him in his chest in the dark alleyway. The way he was gasping for air told you you were doing a pretty good job in defeating him.
"No, I don't, but it's the result that we put our faith in and not the work itself." Natasha stood proudly behind you with her arms crossed over her chest, the smirk she wore shining with success in bending your morals to be more aligned with them. "Of course, there's always something bad in the things we do, but by taking those people out, we might be saving millions of other people."
You held your target down by his throat, cutting his breath off to the point of death before he tried to speak up again. You meant to taunt him, but his next stuttered words tickled your malleable heart. "...they lied to you. They were the ones- *cough* who had your father...killed."
Your grip loosened at the last second- or so you thought because the second you let go, your target's eyes made its final close. You slowly blinked, your thought process going a mile per minute. Little bits of information and your own opinions tossed themselves around in your head effectively sending you into overdrive. This was it, Natasha thought, the Fraternity's downfall. You were their best asset and their worst enemy, even she could admit that, and now was the time she finally completed her mission.
Natasha aimed her gun at you, seemingly unbothered. The love she held for you, the love she put aside, the love she wished she could express was raging inside her beating heart. Tears threatened her stoic eyes at the thought of having to be the one to kill you. You were her one true love, you both knew it and now she had to be the one to kill you. It was her mission. You were her mission. She had to complete her mission.
In some twisted way, she did. Natasha completed you wholly. When you were with her, everything felt right. It was like the world was suddenly a paradise where problems did not exist. With her, the world was a place where nobody knew what the word trouble meant. Natasha made you want to express your love for her, by way of holding her hand, kissing her cheek and her forehead, dancing in the rain with her, crying with her, hugging her, and doing everything good with her. You wanted to take her out on a date in the park, painting each other's portrait or the starry sky, in the fair where you would win her the biggest teddy bear, in a museum where you would only look at her because her beauty topped those of the ones hanging on the walls.
But that could never happen, right? It was only in your wildest dreams. It could never happen in real life. This world was not a place where your 'I love you's' were said aloud. This was merely a world where it was observed from afar how you cared for each other. This was only a world where stolen glances and stolen kisses were thrown around, hopeless pining was the only way to go, a world where longing eyes met eyes of sorrow and pain. It could never happen, not with the way the two of you were brought into this world. Maypahs if everything happened differently, if the two of you met under different circumstances, it could have happened.
"Is it true?"
"Yes."
****
Natasha staggered her way through the Fraternity's gates, clutching at her bag of items limply as she focused on her goal. She wore a solemn look on her face, a look that matched her dirtied clothing, dust and splatters of blood decorating her otherwise white tank top. "We trained her well." Muttered the woman in question as she passed her boss.
In the bath, Natasha wallowed in her own sorrows, the loud silence enveloping her whole while she soaked in the cold water. In the end, she couldn't do it, not to you. She loves you too much to lose you to her own hands. If it were any other person, she would probably be fine, but this was you we were talking about. You were the person she would love, and no hands will ever be able to hold her down. You were the kind of person she would risk her work for, her life, and her achievements, and that was when she realized.
Natasha loved you too much to kill you. It was like gravity was working in your favor to make her fall in love with you every time she looked at you. Natasha loved the look in your eyes when you finally learned how to curve your bullets. Natasha loved the way your eyes shined when she first held your hand in that crowd when the two of you went undercover. The two of you were partners in crime, and the two of you secretly wished to be partners in real life. So she spared you because she knew that she would never be able to kill you.
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Your next goal now that everything was out was to go on a rampage. You'd gotten a list a few missions back where one name was particularly questionable. You asked your boss about it, but all he offered was a "Go finish your mission." So you did, but you chose not to kill the one person on the list. You could not kill Natasha Romanoff, not even if you were fully capable of defeating her.
You loved her too much to kill her. It was almost like love at first sight, how you fell in love with her. Your heart just felt like it skipped a beat and even you could feel the way your eyes dilated fully. She became your everything so quickly that you experience whiplash, but if you were being honest, you would go through it all again if it meant you get to be with Natasha. In the little time you spent with her after missions and the stolen glances you sent her, you fell in love.
You fell in love with how she carried herself with so much confidence. You fell in love with the sparkle in her eye and the way she looked at you like you were the only two people in the world. You love her in soft looks and cuddles, you loved her in ways that only meant the gentlest of love. You loved Natasha in tight hugs and kisses that made you want to do a cartwheel. You love her so much that you spared her of the fate the Fraternity gave her. You loved her too much to lose her to your own hands.
****
Your plan was set into motion and the Fraternity members' fate was coming to fruition. You got through the building, going higher each time you completed a floor. You shot through men and women alike, these were the people you used to call your friends, family even, but now it was like a switch went off, you didn't know them anymore. You made a war cry through the pain of losing your friends to your own hands, having lost all sense of sensitivity to their pain.
You don't care, you couldn't care. You haven't cared since the moment you found out it was them who had your father killed through you. You hadn't cared even when you were coming up with this plan to kill all of them and escape with the love of your life so that you could live what could be and what should be between you and her. Your plan was well-thought-out, you were certain nothing could get in the way of its impending success. But with how things are going down right now, you, surrounded by all of the highest ranking assassins you worked with and called your family, on the top floor of the Fraternity.
Natasha was among the circle, one of the friends pointing their gun at you. She was using your favorite gun of hers too, an M16. She always looked so hot using the gun. And right now, she looked especially hot with that black tank top paired with army green cargo pants - the two of you bought together after one of your missions - and the brown holster around her small waist, the waist you so desperately wanted to wrap your strong arms around.
"You are all each other's mission. Wanda, and Bruce are spared and recruited by Tony, Natasha, spared and recruited by Clint, Sam, and Bucky, spared by Steve, and Yelena, was spared by Kate. Now, you were spared by Natasha. All of you are supposed to be dead if not for me! If I had not started this Fraternity and made a place where all of you could be protected, you would all be dead!"
The lot of you remained silent as the man you surprisingly saw as a father preached about how he was the all-mighty one for saving all of you and giving you a home. I mean, yes he did do all of that, but was it really necessary to use all of you for reasons such as 'he saved you'? The answer was a hell no.
"Well, now since you're all grown-ups, I'll let you go and let you decide for your own fate." None of them, in the circle, stood down, holding their positions while contemplating how they were going to decide between killing the newest, best, and brightest and sparing you like they did each other. Apparently, none of them had to decide because Natasha beat them all to it. None of them deserve the life they were born with, trauma-filled childhoods, and painful coming-up stories. Everyone in this room deserved something better, something greater.
As Natasha swung her arm back and shot a curved bullet, she smiled at you. The few memories the two of you created together swam her head like a slowed-down timelapse. The man beside her went down first, and then the next one, then next, and the next. While her bullet was curving in a circle, Natasha tossed her gun to you, and you caught albeit fumbling before it settled perfectly in your hands, and you thought all would be well.
As the Fraternity members realized their fate, they stayed put in their spots, concluding that the life they had led was the best life they had ever had. They were thankful for all of their flaws and perfections, they were thankful for all of the decisions they've made leading up to this. Natasha thought of you, only you. Natasha thought about the drive she spent going to your workplace, she thought about the months she spent convincing you and training you to be the best you could be in the Fraternity. Natasha thought about all of the sunsets she watched with you sitting atop moving trains. Natasha thought about what could have been, the life she could have lead with you.
As the last man fell, you held Natasha's gun in your hands and aimed at the oncoming bullet only to watch as the aforementioned bullet lodged itself into the love of your life. You wailed as you saw your mission fail. No longer could you run away with Natasha because now you ran to her limp and bleeding body. You held the love of your life in your arms, offering her your warmth and showing her the love you kept hidden from her for so long. You held her head against your chest, letting her listen to your heartbeat while your thoughts ran wild with the thought of what could have been with her. The love you held for each other died out with her and you sobbed, wailed, and cursed the land you lived upon.
With no emotions left in your heart and a stoic face, you marched down to where your boss was, blinded by the rage and the pain you felt for losing your lover. With no more thought, you shot him, right in his shiny, half-bald head and watched him fall to the ground with a thud. You felt no remorse as you left the building, ready to live your life with incurable pain and guilt.
Your days passed knowing you could have saved her had you been quicker.
In pain, you were born, and in pain, you died, next to your lover's grave two weeks later. "I love you." You muttered as your last dying breath devoted itself to Natasha Romanoff, the love of your disgusting life.
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Congratulations on 1k that so amazing, can I please request in the romance category a scenario with of cuddling with Natasha or Wanda after a long day. Again congratulations for 1k
A/N: i did both :)
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Reader x Natasha Romanoff (established relationship)
Warnings: pet names? is that supposed to be a warning? fluff fluff fluff and the L word
Words: 400+
Gods, it had been such a long week. Monday had started right off the bat with a mission in Nevada, something you’d been dreading for days. It lasted until Wednesday, due to the perps being onto you. And then you had Shield testing and training on Thursday, which was such a pain in the ass, especially because you’d been split up from Wanda and Natasha.
But it was finally Friday, and you’d finished your long day at Shield headquarters, going over your results from the mandatory training. You entered the tower, bag weighing your shoulders down as you took the elevator up to your floor. You needed to see your girls – and a nap. Maybe the nap should come first, so that you’d have enough energy to actually hold a conversation with them.
Opening the door, your eyes went straight to your bed. You dropped your bag beside the doorway and trudged over, collapsing on top of the sheets, and immediately conking out.
You woke up to someone stroking your hair, and your favourite pillow under your cheek – Natasha’s boobs. You groggily opened your eyes, the room slowly coming into focus, as well as your girlfriends, Wanda and Natasha. Well, you could really only see Natasha’s chest, as you were lying on it, but Wanda was curled into Nat’s other side, her fingers lightly sliding through your hair.
You made some sort of noise, a grunt mixed with a whimper, too tired to actually forms words. The girls understood, though – Wanda smiled lovingly at you while Natasha chuckled lightly, and you felt her laughter vibrate in her chest.
“Morning, sleeping beauty,” Natasha murmured, kissing the top of your head.
You grunted again and closed your eyes, cuddling in closer to Natasha, and blindly reaching out for Wanda’s hand. She grabbed it gently and intertwined her fingers with yours, rubbing her thumb slowly over the back of your hand.
“Tired,” you mumbled against Natasha’s chest.
Wanda let out a breathy laugh. “Mm, we guessed, sweetheart. We just missed you.”
“Missed you too,” you sighed, squeezing her hand. “Both of you.”
You felt the little energy you had leaving you, and the other two could clearly sense it.
“Sleep, detka,” Natasha whispered, kissing the top of your head.
“Okay,” you agreed, feeling sleep drag you away. But you had something to say before you went entirely under. “Love you Nat, love you Wanda.”
“We love you too.”
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Sending my idea from our chats 😊💜 Loki fic where he’s scared to attended a stark gallery because he’s asking reader as his date and he’s afraid she’ll say no but ends up saying yes and they confess their feelings about each other.
Be My Date- Loki Laufeyson Avenger! xreader fan fic request
Summary: it was time for another Stark party at the stark tower and Loki wants to ask Y/N to be his date and is nervous she will say no but things work out & during the party they admit their feelings for each other
Warnings: angst, fluff, soft Loki, let me know if I miss anything
~Loki’s POV~
I cannot believe my brother Thor convinced me to join him at one of Stark’s parties tonight though I heard agent Y/N would be there so I planned on asking her to attend the party as my date though I wasn’t sure how to. I went to go find Thor and said “brother I wanna ask agent Y/N to be my date for the gathering tonight but I’m worried she’ll say no.” Thor patted my shoulder and said “Loki I see the way miss Y/N looks at you everytime you talk to her, she won’t say no brother I guarantee it go ask her and bring her flowers women love it.” I smiled already feeling more confident to asking her and said “thank you my dear brother, you’ve been an immense help I will go ask her right now.” I went to go pick out a bouquet of flowers for Y/N before going to talk to her and once I found the right one I headed over to talk to Y/N hoping she’d be my date tonight.
~Y/N’s POV~
I was picking out a dress to wear for Tony’s party tonight and I kept hoping Loki was gonna be at the party though I knew parties were not his thing and if Loki wasn’t gonna be there I wasn’t too excited about going. Natasha came in the room and saw I hadn’t done my makeup yet and said “girl you’re dressed but you haven’t finished getting ready come on we only have a few hours come on we’ll have fun tonight I promise.” I got up to get my makeup kit knowing she was right I shouldn’t stay in my room and feel sorry for myself knowing the one person I really liked probably didn’t like me back. I started working on my makeup and said “you’re right Nat we’ll have fun.” but then I heard a knock on the door and got up to see who was there.
I opened the door and it was Loki holding a bouquet of flowers and he looked nervous, Loki looked at me with a smile and said “wow agent.. you look absolutely beautiful, oh and these are for you. I came to ask if you would do me the honor of being my date to Stark’s party tonight?” I felt so surprised he came to ask me to be his date or that he was even going to the party. I took the flowers from him and smelled them and looked back at Loki blushing feeling excited and said “I would love to Loki! I didn’t think you were gonna be coming tonight.” Loki shrugged and said “well darling I heard you were gonna be there tonight and I really wanted to take the opportunity to spend time with you agent, so if you are willing I’d love for you to be my date.” I walked over to hug him and said “I would love to Loki, I’m so glad you’re coming tonight.” Loki smiled at me and said “I’m looking forward to it miss Y/N, see you soon.” Loki left and I stood by the door feeling so hally he would come pick me up later and Natasha said “oh he definitly likes you honey.” I had doubts about that and got working on my makeup while looking at Nat through the mirror and said “Nat I don’t know, he’s probably just being nice.” I finished doing my make up and curled my hair a bit & Nat came over to help with the curling iron and said “Y/N he really likes you I could see it in his eyes when you hugged him honey, plus he brought you flowers I’m telling you there’s something between the two of you.” I was hoping she was right about that I really liked Loki and wanted to tell him how I felt during the party but I was scared I’d make things awkward. I saw Natasha with her outfit on and said “oh Nat wow! Bruce will love it!! You look beautiful.” Natasha hugged me and said “You look gorgeous too honey, I bet Loki will be here any minute for you.”
*knock knock*
I felt really nervous when I heard someone was at the door so I told myself “ok, relax Y/N he will love you just be yourself.” I opened the door and there he was in a really handsome suit and that adorable smile. Loki said “hello Y/N are you ready to go?” I smiled and walked out the door and said “ready as I’ll ever be, let’s go.” Loki took my hand in his and we walked out to where the party was and Thor saw us and came over and said “hello brother and agent Y/N it is good to see you.” I nodded and said “likewise Thor.” Loki leaned over to whisper in my ear and said “could we talk alone for a minute agent, I wanna talk to you about something.” I looked at him nervously nodding my head and we walked over to a more quiet area and we sat down on a couch and Loki said “Y/N, I’m not very good at expressing how I feel to someone but the reason I asked you to be my date for tonight for the party is because I wanted you to know how I truly feel about you, I have liked you for sometime now. When you are around and we talk I feel like I can truly be myself and I smile a lot more when you are around and I would do anything to make you happy Y/N I care about you dearly.”
I couldn’t believe Loki likes me, I felt like I had butterflies in my stomach and I couldn’t help smiling at him and I took a chance and kissed him. Loki blushed and said “does this mean you feel the same way darling?” I nodded and said “yes Loki, I really like you I’ve had these feelings for you for a while, I was just nervous you didn’t feel the same way and that I’d make things weird if I said anyt-“ loki cut me off by cupping my face in his hands and kissed me and said “my love you could never make anything weird or uncomfortable. Nothing you’d ever do or say will scare me off I promise Y/N, I love you so much I’m not going anywhere.” Before anything else could happen we heard music started playing and Loki stood up and held his hand out and said “may I have this dance my lady?” I smiled taking his hand and got up and said “of course you may sir, I would love to dance.” Loki guided us to the dance floor and pulled me close to his body and swayed us back and forth while looking deep in my eyes and said “I am so glad you’re here with me tonight my love.” I leaned my head on his shoulder smiling and said “I am too Loki, I love you.” I’m so happy that Loki and I finally got our happy ending, going to Stark’s party was definitly worth it I never wanted the moment to end.
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New years eve
Part 9
Mommy... I mean Wanda series
Summary: you and Wanda get up to some mischief at the new years party.
Warnings: same as the rest of the series
The next morning you woke up to texts from the two women, saying good morning. You responded with a smile on your face, before texting Yelena.
You: Hey wanna come over to mine for new years? Gotta check with my parents, but shouldn't be an issue.
Lena: Hahaha, you want me to save you from spending the night with your weird cousin?
You: Correct. And because you’re amazing and I want to spend time with you.
Lena: Aw shucks
You put your phone down on the dinner table along with your coffee.
“Good morning” Your dad greeted you. “Up early?”
“Morning, yeah had a good night's sleep.” You smiled. You watched them carefully gauging what mood they were in.
“So, what’s happening new Year?” You took a sip of your drink. Your mum looked up.
“The usual. Why?” She flipped through the newspaper, pointing something out in the obituary for your dad to look at.
“About time.” Your dad mumbled, making your mum frown at him.
“Don’t say that.” She sighed.
“So whos coming over?” You tried to get back to the subject.
“Your aunt, uncle, cousin, probably John and his wife from across the street.” She listed.
“Can Yelena come?” You asked.
“Friend from uni?” You nodded. “Sure, I don’t see why not.”
“Just don’t touch my whiskey.” Your dad smirked and you gave him a tired look.
“I was gonna go over and invite john later.” He pointed out.
“Oh I can do that. I’m already going for a walk.” You reassured them.
“I mean sure if you want to. That gives me time to run some errands.” He nodded before getting back to his paper.
“Should I invite the others?”
“The others?” Your mother looked at you confused.
“Neighbours. Like Margret and her kids, maybe Frederick?” You suggested.
“Oh, I think he has plans.” Your dad said.
“Yes, he said something about that.” Your mother filled in, sharing a look with your father as they seemed to try and remember what it was.
“Well won’t hurt to ask, whoever shows up shows up.” You said, heading for the door.
“No, I guess not.” She nodded.
You did make your way to all the neighbours you knew inviting them to come over, as your parents said, Frederick was busy. Frankly, you did not care. You had saved the best one for last. Nat opened the door. She wore a loose braid, loose-fitted grey joggers, with a black t-shirt.
“Hello, princess, what are you doing here so early.” She smiled bring you in for a hug.
“Who is it!?” You heard Wanda from inside the house.
“Come see for yourself,” Natasha answered. Wanda peered around the corner, still in her night dress. A red slip, that showed a large portion of her breasts.
“You’re drooling a bit.” Natasha teased.
“Oh don’t worry, darling their all yours anyway.” She winked coming closer to the door.
“Are you coming inside?”
“No, sadly not.” You sighed, fighting the butterflies in your chest, that begged to be wrapped in their arms and not stood in the snow on their porch.
“I just came to ask if you wanted to come over tonight. To celebrate new years.”
“You sure your parents would appreciate us being there?” Natasha asked.
“Well, they said I should invite the neighbours.” You smiled shyly. “And your sister will be there, so that’s one familiar face.”
“Two.” Natasha smiled nodding at you.
“Right of course.” You fiddled with your hands getting anxious that they didn’t want to come, that it was silly to ask.
“We’d love to come sweetheart.” Wanda grabbed your hand. “What time?” She asked.
“Seven.” You smiled at them both.
“We’ll see you then. “ Nat gave you a kiss on the cheek.
Wanda moved towards you shivering at the cold, but wrapping her arms around your neck.“Can’t wait to kiss you at midnight.” she whispered. before moving inside and closing the door.
Dear god, it's going to be an interesting night.
You welcomed one guest after another. It was a lot of people. Something you didn't love but a prize worth paying.
“Hi.” You embarrassed Yelena. “Thank you for coming.”
“Well, you know how I love to be criticised about my life choices by your aunt.” She laughed. “Kinda hot.” She glanced over to where your aunt stood eyeing some paintings.
“Ew no, Yelena.” Your whole body cringed.
“What, your fucking my sister!” She threw her green coat on a pile that had started to accumulate on a chair.
“Not so loud.” She rolled her eyes.
“Give me a drink and I’ll shut up.” She smiled.
“I’m sure my dad can help you with that.” She headed over, the two had always gotten along very well. The doorbell rang once again, it had to be them.
“We made it!” Fucking Fredrick, you cursed in your head.
“Come, in.” You faked a smile, greeting him and his wife. Just as you were closing the door, you spotted the two you had been waiting for walking up the driveway.
“Hi.” Wanda spoke in a soft tone giving you a quick hug, Nat following.
“You came.”
“Of course we did.” Nat smiled. “Wow, the whole neighbourhood here.” They looked around.
“Yeah.” You pulled an awkward face.
“Here, a replacement for the whiskey we stole last time.” Natasha handed you the bottle.
“You didn’t have to do that.” You laughed.
“Oh wow, that's some good stuff.” Your dad grabbed the bottle out of your hand.
“It’s all Natasha she has great taste.” Wanda pointed.
“Smoked.” He commented. “Not everyone's taste.” He spoke approvingly. “You’ll have to share.” He said handing it back to you, before walking of.
“Well, you’ve charmed my dad.” You laughed.
“I’m gonna go say hi to Yelena.” She walked off, proudly. She soon ended up in the kitchen with Yelena and your dad making drinks.
“Well, I’m not sure I can make small talk about whiskey,” Wanda spoke, looking over at her wife.
“You don’t need to. I’d like some company.” She smiled.
“You look beautiful tonight, Y/N.” You had spent quite a while getting dressed up, wanting to look your best for your girls.
“You look stunning.” You responded, badly wanting to pull her into a kiss.
“Is it too early to sneak to the bathroom?” You spoke in a hushed tone. Wanda laughed, covering her mouth.
“Maybe we should say hi to a few people first?” You nodded.
“Wine?” You looked over to the table.
You made small talk and sipped wine, sharing looks with Natasha now and then. Eventually, you ended up on the couch. You tried sharing a few words with Fredricks's son, but the boy simply wanted to play games on his phone so you let him be, picking up your own phone.
“What are you doing?”Wanda asked as you opened the messaging app.
“Having some fun.” You smiled at her, pulling up Natasha's number. You started typing. Wanda let out a small giggle, grabbing your phone and typing away.
You: Guess which one of us has no underwear on ;)
You both watched as she picked up her phone. Then her shocked face, as she looked over to the two of you trying to hide your smiles.
Nat: Behave.
You: That's not an answer honey x
She frowned at the two of you, but her cheeks had grown red.
“What now?” You looked at Wanda. An evil smile appeared on her face.
“I got an idea. Meet me in the bathroom.” She got up and headed towards the stairs.
You waited patiently, trying to small act normal and small talk, pretending you weren't out of breath. When you felt you had waited long enough you made your way to the bathroom.
She pulled you inside and pushed you against the door. The kisses were rough, and her hands roamed all over your body, having wanted to touch you all night. her hand came up to your through, the other fishing out your phone from your pocket.
“What are you doing?” You asked out of breath trying to pull her back into a kiss.
“Patience baby.” She swiped to the camera. “Be a good girl and pose nicely for Nat.” You realised what she was doing, smiling at her. You went to kiss again, slower this time making sure she would get a good view. Wanda grabbed one of your breasts squeezing it, and making sure it was in frame.
“Okay, I think we got some good ones.” She went through the photos picking her favourite.
The image was sent along with a text.
You: Guess right and we both fuck you tonight. Guess wrong and you only get to watch.
You both walked out of there, separately but proud of your yourselves.
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13. Mountaintop Battle
~(Y/N) POV~
Thor smirked and gently grabbed my hand, wanting to lead me somewhere. I let him as we passed a few rooms to see a new armor set. My eyes widen in awe as I thoroughly look at it. The metal shined beautifully from the light of the torches. I walk closer to barely skim the cold metal with my fingertips.
"Do you like it?", Thor asks behind me.
I turn around with a big closed-eyed smile. I hear him chuckle and shuffle around. I smile when I see Thor in front of me, holding my hands.
"I'm glad you like it. You can try it on after you get cleaned up."
My eyes widen slightly as I remember that I don't look presentable. I nod and Thor leads me out of the room holding the glory.
He stops in front of a door and opens it. It held a large tub of steaming water and four maids. They all smiled as we entered. Two maids pulled me and began to take off my hood, cape, and boots. I blush in surprise and look back at Thor.
"You'll find me in the armor room." He exits the room while closing the doors.
As the maids undress me, the other two both were blushing at me. I never noticed how toned my arms and legs were until I actually looked. I have a rather somewhat masculine shape. I sit down in the tub of warm water and groan at the relaxing feel. I'm not sure how long it's been but it felt forever since I relaxed.
The maid on my left grabbed a rag and began washing the dirt and grime off my face. I smile softly as the others started to scrub my legs and right arm.
"Oh, you don't have to do that, ladies. I can do-"
The maid by my right leg interrupts me, "No, Lady (Y/N). It is an honor for us to wash your body, to even touch you. We are doing this willingly."
She finished her sentence with a smile and I look at her with wide eyes and a blush rising to my cheeks. I nod while looking away and they continue.
~Time skip cuz it'll be awkwardly homosexual if I continue~
After I dried myself off, I began to put my undergarments on. My bra was slightly tight but that's a good thing. I would rather not have my breasts flipping around and hitting my face. I then throw on my tight, black, long-sleeved shirt, black pants, and socks.
After my hair is dried, I finally look in the mirror. My dull, (E/C) eyes are full of life, my skin is now a beautiful shade of (S/C), and my lips are soft and moisturized. I look so much better than when I was dying. I smile and get up to try on my new suit of armor.
It took me a few minutes to remember the way back but I found it none of the less. Thor looks at me and smiles.
"You look great." I show him a soft smile back.
"Are you saying I didn't look great before?" I ask in a fake sad tone, just wanting to tease the god of thunder a little. His eyes widen and he shakes his head 'no' quickly.
"No, no, no, you look great in general- no, beautiful I mean, I-"
"I'm just japing with you, Thor. But thank you for the compliment." I smile back at him while he blushes slightly.
"Oh, right." Thor nervously laughs and scratches his neck. He walks towards the door and says, "Come out when you're done and we'll be on our way to your first mission." He smiles and closes the door. I turn to the set of armor and smiled.
Time to suit up.
~Another time skip~
I look into the large mirror on the wall and see another person. Another woman. Another angel. Another warrior. But as I look longer, I saw me. A new me. I smiled brightly at my new identity.
It was a huge struggle getting my wings through but Thor thought about them beforehand so I'll give him credit. I walk out of the room to see Thor looking at me in awe. I smile bashfully and twirl around like a young girl that got her very first dress.
I hear Thor's deep laugh and he comments, "You look like a familiar warrior angel I know. Have you seen her anywhere, my lady?" I look at him and shake my head.
"Thank you. For everything, Thor. I don't know what I would do without you."
I walk up to Thor and hug him. I could tell he was surprised by my action but he hugged me back. He starts to rub my back, slightly trying to avoid my wings. I decide to move my wings to huddle over Thor, shadowing the both of us.
"They're beautiful. I'm surprised at how well groomed they are," Thor compliments me and I reply with thanks.
I pull my wings back and ask, "Would you happen to have a sword and dagger for me? My hand-to-hand skills can only go so far." Thor then gasps and hits his forehead with his palm.
"Pardon my forgetfulness, my lady. This way."
Thor then walks to a room about 2 hallways away from the armor room and hands me a sword. It's a single handheld with not too much weight to it so that's a positive note. He walks to a rectangular burgundy box on the side and brings me a beautiful dagger.
I pick up the dagger, amazed by the beauty of how it was designed. Thor says, "That dagger belonged to my mother but she claimed that she didn't want it anymore, of course, it was too beautiful to just throw away so I kept it. Now, I'm glad I can bestow it to my hero."
I look up from the dagger and smile. I set the sword in my belt and stuff my new dagger into my left boot.
"I'm ready," I say with confidence and adrenaline.
Thor smiles and walks out of the room with me following behind. He pauses and stretches his left hand out. I raise my eyebrow in confusion but realize what he's doing. I quickly fly up, barely getting hit by Mjolnir. He then looks up at me and nervously laughs.
"Guess I should've warned you. I apologize," He says to me and I shake my head with a smile.
I start flying towards the large golden doors with Thor on my right-hand side. As the doors open, we zoom through the rainbow bridge. I laugh, feeling the harsh wind against my face. It felt so refreshing.
We began to slow down as we got closer to the circular building. I just remember a certain something or someone.
"Thor, what about Isolde?" I set my hand on his left shoulder and he stops walking.
"She's already in my stables, do not worry. She will be taken very good care of." I nod nervously and let go.
Thor looks away and looks at Heimdall with a nod. Heimdall also gives me a nod as we walk to the portal entrance. Thor walks in first and I follow after.
It took a few seconds for us to arrive but it was very dark. It must have been night here but as I begin to look around, I notice very tall trees all around me and I smile. They all look like the trees at the Valkyrie camp, large and green, even in the darkness. I walk up to one and touch the harsh brown bark, enjoying the feel of the covering.
Thor speaks up from the silence, "Loki is close by. We must go."
He began moving his hammer in circles and he flies away. I spread my wings and follow after him, my sword in my dominant hand. I hear thunder and see lightning strike to my left side. I am now by Thor's side as he nods towards something flying with bright white lights in the clouds.
Thor flies to the top of the aircraft and I see a hatch opening. I walk fast to the gold and red figure and knock him back with my fist as Thor grabs Loki out of it and flies off with me. I look at the man with a red, white, and blue costume and the man looks at me with shock. I set my sword back into the holster, dive out of the aircraft and, fly away to Thor. He settles on a small mountain and throws Loki down. I fly to his side, my body in a fighting stance for anything suspicious of the god of mischief.
Loki groans from the impact and laughs. I look at him with a scowl while Thor asks, "Where's the Tesseract?"
"I missed you too," Loki replies with sarcasm definitely in his voice.
"Do I look to be in a gaming mood?!," Thor bellows out with frustration.
Loki then says, "You should thank me. With the Bifrost gone, did the Allfather have to muster to conjure you and your pet here to your "precious" earth?"
Thor reacts before me and stomps his way to his brother. He pulls him up with his large hand on his throat. I push down the blush when Loki looks at me with a smile and shoots me a wink. I see Thor's hand tighten its grip.
"I thought you dead." I look at Thor with confusion. Loki was known to be dead??
Loki looks at his brother with a smug look. "Did you mourn?"
I frown at his words. If anyone random had passed, of course, there will be people that miss them.
Thor replies with a shakey voice, "We all did. Our father-"
"Your father," Loki interrupts. He then pushes Thor's hand off of him and makes his way to me.
"He did tell you my true parentage, did he not?"
As Loki says that sentence, he circles me while looking up and down. I wrap my wings around my body, attempting to avoid his gaze but failing as he continues to look in fascination.
Thor looks at Loki with sadness on his face, "We were raised together. We played together. We fought together. Do you remember none of that?!"
I could tell that Thor truly does care about his brother, not caring that he was adopted. I wish I would have one sibling, regardless of gender identity.
Loki turns to look at Thor with a blank expression but I could tell he's very upset, "I remember a shadow. Living in the shade of your greatness. I remember you tossing me into an abyss. I, who was, and should be, king!!"
Thor argues back and walks up to his trouble-making sibling, "So you take the world I love as a recompense for your imagined slights? No. The Earth is under my protection, Loki."
He then chuckles darkly, "And you're doing a marvelous job with that. The humans slaughter each other in droves while you idly fret. I mean to rule them, as why should I not?"
Thor shakes his head in disappointment, "You think yourself above them?"
Loki says in an obvious tone, "Well, yes."
Thor replies, "Then you miss the truth of ruling, brother. A throne would suit you ill."
As he said that, Loki grabs Thor roughly and pushes him out of his way, walking towards the cliff. I walk and stand by Thor, my blade still intact as the tension between them grows.
Loki yells, "I've seen worlds you've never known about! I have grown, Odinson, in my exile. I have seen the true power of the Tesseract, and when I wield it-"
Thor struts towards Loki and demands, "Who showed you this power?! Who controls the would-be king?"
"I AM A KING!"
Thor then grabs Loki by his shoulders and continues, "Not here! You give up the Tesseract! You give up this poisonous dream!"
I interject in a soft voice but it's loud enough for the men to hear, "You can come home."
They both look at me as I walk towards them but mostly Loki with soft eyes.
He scoffs and says, "I don't have it." Thor then lets go of Loki with a push.
Loki states, "You need the Cube to bring me home. But I have sent it off, I know not where."
I then hear something unusual. I turn around to see a blue light coming towards us fast. My eyes widen and I push Thor out of the way only to be met by a force pushing me away from the mountain and to the ground. As I try to balance standing, the red and gold figure stands 6 feet in front of me.
I growl, "Do not touch me."
The mask goes up to show the face of the man wearing the suit, "Then don't take my stuff, doll." I deepen my scowl at the name.
I reply, "You have no idea what you're dealing with."
The man mocks me by turning left and right and says, "Shakespeare in the park?"
I look at him in frustration and confusion. He continues, "Doth Mother know you wear-eth her drapes?"
My anger grows, "This is beyond you, tin man. Loki will face Asgardian justice." I pull out my blade for any surprise attacks from the man.
He replies with, "He gives up the Cube, he's all yours, doll. Until then," His mask goes down to cover his face and his mechanical voice says, "stay out of the way....tourist."
I frown more and fly towards him, punching him and making him fly back through a few trees. I feel a presence beside me and look to see Thor with a scowl.
I look up to where Loki was and he's just sitting there, watching. Creepy but at least he's not gone. I look back at the mortal, again in my fighting stance. Thor then starts to swing his hammer in circles and the man slowly rises and shoots a blast at me, knocking me back into a tree. I hear blasters then punches being thrown. I groan and look up to see the men fighting.
I push myself out of the tree while Thor gets kicked back through another tree on my right. I shake my wings off and fly towards the metal man. I then kick his legs out from under him and push him down with my hand. He groans in pain and shoots me with another blast. I go into the air but begin to fly to stop myself from falling.
Thor then raises his hammer and gathers lightning from the dark sky. Mjolnir shows sparks on the sides as Thor aims it at the armored mortal. As the lightning shoots out at the man, he gets pushed back a few feet but is still standing. I watch from above, ready to strike when I hear a mechanical "How about that?".
The man then uses his hands and chest beams at Thor and I dive down. I kick him down into the ground and pull him up, throwing a few punches and then throwing him in Thor's direction. Thor doesn't succeed as the other man flies towards him and takes him through the trees. I look up at Loki and he shows me a smirk.
I feel heat rise to my cheeks as I look away. Why does he have to be so attractive? I hear more trees being torn down as I look up to see both of the men hurdling downwards and into the ground. They weren't too far so I ran towards them. As I ran, Thor threw a punch and gripped the metal man's forearms.
The man blasted him in the face and headbutted him. Thor was unphased and also did a headbutt, sending the man flying. I giggle at the scene but turned serious as I jumped up to punch the man in the back and onto the ground. He puts both of his hands on the ground and flies up, hitting my jaw and giving me a bad headache.
I move back and groan in pain, holding my jaw. I adjust it and look up to see Thor crouching. They both ran towards each other and began to have a fistfight. Thor had the upper hand because of his strength as he picks up the tin man and throws him back on the ground.
Mjolnir arrives in Thor's right hand as he readied himself to slam it on the other man but he flies out from under him and makes Thor trip. I ran towards Thor but see that the metal man was coming back so I block the punch and push him back. As the man, Thor, and I raise our fists, something hits the two men.
"Hey!", I hear a voice yell out.
I turn around to see the same blue, red, and white costumed man from the aircraft now holding a red, white, and blue shield.
"That's enough."
The man hops down from the broken tree with a huff. He looks at me with a soft look in his eyes than to my side, or Thor, with a frown.
He says with caution in his voice, "Now, I don't know what you two plan on doing here."
Thor replies, "We've come here to put an end to Loki's schemes."
The strange costumed man looks at me again then back to Thor, "Then prove it. Put the hammer down."
The mechanical voice pitches in, "Uh yeah, no. Bad call. He loves his hammer-"
Thor interrupts his sentence with a hit of his weapon, sending the tin man flying backward.
Thor then yells out, "You want me to put the hammer down?!"
He jumped up with Mjolnir raised, ready to strike the costumed man. I hastily fly in front of Thor with my sword in front of his hammer.
"THOR, NO!!"
A bright light erupted from the collision and it pushed all of us back, clearing out a yard of trees on the outside of the already damaged ones. I hit the ground hard and groan from the impact. Now my wings are starting to hurt, I must've hit a rock. I hiss in pain as I push myself up with my sword.
As I stood up and walked towards the men starting to stand up, I let out a deep breath and look at Thor, waiting for his next move. He looks at me and nods, signaling me to stand down.
I set my sword back into my belt and hear the strange costumed man say, "Are we done, here?"
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Marvel/Avengers Masterlist
This is my official masterlist for Marvel/Avengers characters. I will write for all the characters listed as well as others if it is requested. I will also write for their actors. For additional information, please refer to the post linked below.
This masterlist along with my others will be updated everytime a new story/fic is written or in the works of being written.
LOKI LAUFEYSON:
-none yet
THOR ODINSON:
-none yet
TONY STARK:
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PETER PARKER:
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NATASHA ROMANOFF:
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STEVE ROGERS:
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SAM WILSON:
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JAMES "BUCKY" BARNES:
-none yet
BRUCE BANNER:
-none yet
WANDA MAXIMOFF:
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Hi! I’m not sure if my previous request went through because my Internet cut out! But could I please request a mommy!natasha fic? Where Nat just got home from a mission and little!reader refuses to let go of her, so she’s been in Nats lap, breastfeeding too since Nat got home. Then Clint comes over to discuss the mission with Nat, and while reader is drowsy and half asleep in nats arms, once she realizes her uncle Clint is there, she wants him to hold her too? Just a slice of life with Nat and her baby! Thank you
Little Bug
Pairing: Mommy!Nat x Little!Reader, Uncle!Clint x Little!Reader, Auntie!Wanda x Little!Reader
Word Count: 1735
Warnings: Fluffy, Breastfeeding, Age regression, just cute and fluffy really
A/n: I hope this is good. Please keep in mind that I'm doing Little!Reader from others that I have read and some research. I personally feel small at times but do not fully regress so I don't have much experience with it. I hope that I did it justice though cause this was cute and sweet.
NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN
A grunt is heard as bags thud to the ground inside the closed door. Your head snaps up, the coloring page already long forgotten as you drop the crayon in your hand. You scramble from your spot on the floor and run to the door. “Mama!” You’re excitement being heard through loud words. All the frustrations of the mission that should have been easy washing away as your face enters her sight. She crouches, opening her arms as you run into her waiting arms. You wrap yourself around her tightly as she lifts you into her arms. Your legs wrapping around her waist as she holds you closer to her body. All the tension in her muscles melted away. “Hi my little bug.” Natasha smiles, kissing your head.
“Miss chu Mama.” You mumble into her neck as you try to tighten your hold around your mommy. Nat kisses your head as the other woman in the room approaches. “Thank you again so much Wanda. I didn’t expect it to take that long.” Wanda smiles, shaking her head and waving her hand. “No need to apologize, I know how it can be.” She then pokes at your side causing you to squeal and squirm in Natasha’s hold. “Also who can resist this cute little bug. She was perfect for me.” The woman chuckled at your reaction.
“Mmm little bug did Auntie Wanda feed you already?” Natasha asks poking a little at you letting you giggle and squirm in her hold as you nod your head. “She did! What did my bug have for dinner?” You pull your head out of her neck, your cheeks flushed from your giggles. “Chickie nuggies and fren fries.” You smile widely at your Mommy. “Oh wow were they good?” She asks you back and you nod your head vigorously, which only causes the women to chuckle at you again.
You hug your Natasha tighter as you bury yourself back into her. “Well I should be getting back to Vis.” Wanda states grabbing her things from around the room before making her way back to the door where Nat is still standing with you in her arms. “Thanks again Wands. I really owe you.” Wanda waved her off again. “She was great. I love spending time with bug.” Natasha nods still thankful for all the help. “Well I’ll let you get out of here thank you again from watching her.” Wanda smiles. “No worries Nat. Call me if you need me.” But before she leaves she pokes at you again. “Does Auntie Wanda get a hug before she goes?” All you do is shake your head and hold onto your Mommy that much tighter. Wanda lets out an exasperated gasp. “Nooo. Aww bug you're going to make me sad.” She is holding your sides and you know you don’t want to make your auntie Wanda sad. So you awkwardly turn in Natasha’s hold with only your upper body and give Wanda a hug. She rubs your back a little. “Thank you bug.” She kisses your head and lets you go. “Tank chu for paying wit me.” You mumble turning back into Natasha. “Always little bug.” She pokes your sides one last time making your giggle and squirm, before she makes her exit.
Natasha kisses your head as you nuzzle into her neck more. “Do you want to join Mommy for a bath sweet girl?” Natasha asks, already heading towards the bedroom. You nod your head which makes the woman smile. She tries to place you down so that she can get the bath ready for the both of you but you refuse to let go of her. Your hold tight causes her to sigh. She gives up holding you with one arm as she moves around the bathroom.
It takes some convincing for you to let go so she can undress you and herself, but with some bribes for a movie after you finally let go of her. Once she gets you both undressed she gets into the tub and lefts you in after her gently setting you down between her legs. She watches you play with your Avengers rubber ducky set. You’re favorite of course being the black widow because of your Mommy. She lets you splash and play around and the water soaks her aching muscles. Content on just being with you. After long she washes you both off making sure you’re all clean.
Nat dries you both off when she gets you out wrapping you up in one of your bear towels, the little ears on your head bringing a warm smile to her face. “Looks like someone is my little bear instead of my bug.” She boops your nose which causes you to scrunch your face up. “No Mama me bug.” You toss the towel off wanting to show her that you are still her little big. She chuckles at your antics picking you back up and kissing all over your face, causing you to giggle. “Ok my little bug.”
Once Nat has gotten you dried off and into a comfortable onesie. You insisted on the black widow one for the night. Somehow most of your wardrobe consists of Avengers and mostly of your Mommy. But she loves so see your happy face when you get to show off your Mommy, Aunts, and Uncles. She sets you on the edge of the bed so that she can get herself dressed. “Mama?” Your voice breaks through as her shirt falls over her head. She hums hoping you will continue. “Hair?” She crouches down in front of you with a big smile on her face. “You want Mommy to braid your hair?” She asks you, her hands on your knees rubbing gently circles. You nod shyly. She raises up kissing your head. “Anything for you princess.” She quickly gets a brush and hair ties so she can put it up.
The bed dips as Nat moves behind you on the bed. “Wanna hold bear?” She asks, holding your teddy bear out for you. You nod your head, taking it from her and hugging it to your chest. She gently combs her fingers through your still damp hair before putting your hair up into a braid. When she is done you turn in her hold, looking up at her with big puppy dog eyes. “Baymax?” She smiles. “You want to watch Baymax?” You nod eagerly, wrapping yourself around her making the woman laugh. “Anything for you, bug.” She kisses your head.
Nat carries you out into the living room. She situates the both of you on the couch, your head on her chest as she turns on Big Hero 6 for you to watch. It only takes a few minutes before you tug at her shirt whining. She looks down at you with a soft smile on her face. She knows what you want. “What is it my little bug?” You continue to tug and whine. “Okay, okay, okay.” She chuckles, pulling her shirt over her head. She guides you to her breast which you instinctively wrap your lips around her nipple.
A gasp can be heard as you begin to suckle on your Mommy’s nipple. Warm milk filling your mouth and tummy. You wiggle a bit trying to get comfortable as you suckle. Nat lets you move and wiggle until you finally settle. You are not particularly watching the movie anymore as you wrap your arms around her waist drinking your Mommy’s milk. She rubs your back enjoying the closeness and bonding you both get from the experience. She watches your eyes drooping close and the peaceful look on your face as you start to drift in and out of consciousness. The move is already long forgotten by the both of you softly playing in the background.
A small buzz sounds as Nat's phone vibrates on the armrest of the couch. She looks down, opening the app that shows the cameras surrounding the house. When she clicks on the alert, the feed pops up showing Clint walking to the door. She taps on the screen unlocking the door to allow him to enter.
“Hey I came to-” Clint stops when he sees you on the couch with Nat's eyes closed. “Oh sorry I didn’t mean to intrude.” Nat waves him off. “No, no, it’s fine. I think she is just about asleep now. Did you want to talk about the mission?” He knows not to argue with her so he sits down across from the two of you and the two begin to run through the mission debrief.
As the two talk you vaguely recognize the voices. You stir about until you pick out Clint's voice. You wiggle and let go of your Mommy’s nipple turning to see your uncle Clint sitting there. “Uncle Cwint.” You wiggle free of your Mommy making your way over to him as you rub the sleep from your eyes. Once you're in front of him you give him grabby hands. “Hey little spider.” He picks you up and puts you in his lap as Nat puts her shirt back on. You wrap your arms around him and nuzzle your face into his chest, getting comfortable in his lap as he holds you and rubs his hand up and down your back as he talks with Nat.
You're drifting in and out of sleep as time goes on. You hadn’t even noticed that you fell asleep until you were being carried back to your Mommy’s bedroom. She gets you both into bed before taking her shirt back off knowing that you would want to finish nursing on the other breast as you go to sleep. You cuddle into her side and she helps guide your sleepy form to her breast. Letting out a satisfying sigh as you latch on.
Your tummy is full as you close your eyes, your lips still around Nat’s nipple as you drift between worlds. Her hand rubbing up and down your back gently. “Go to sleep bug, Mommy will be here when you wake up.” She kisses your head letting her lips linger there. It’s not long before your full body relaxes and soft snores come from you. Nat isn’t far behind you as she closes her eyes kissing your head once more. “I love you my little bug.” She finally lets herself join you in the land of dreams.
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Sapphic w/w Recs
Happy Pride!!! 🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈 Here are some amazing w/w writers and some of my most recommended Fics of theirs that deserve so much hype:
There are so so so many amazing w/w writers out there, reblog & add any you wanna hype up 🤍✨
(Also, please just assume they all have smut. Cuz they probably all do…)
Matched ~Alex Blake @iamnotoriginalphil
Attitude Adjustment ~Larissa Weems &Lady Lesso @wh0re4women
Escape ~Mon Mothma @silver-pieces
I want you, just you ~Joyce Byers @suckerforcate
Stood Up Pt. 1 Pt. 2 & Pt. 3 ~Larissa Weems @milfsloverblog
Lover Hours Masterlist @wlwloverwrites
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Looking Out For My Sister- Clint Barton sister!xreader comfort fic feat. Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff
Summary: Clint comforting Y/N during a rough time
Warnings: fluff, angst, comfort fluff, mentions of mental health struggles a bit if you squint
~Y/N’s Pov~
It was a slow week at the compound and I decided to rest in my room for a little while and as I went to lay in bed I saw Clint outside shooting his arrows doing target practice and as I watched him my mind wandered and I fell asleep on my bed. A few hours later I felt a hand rub my back and I opened my eyes and I saw Clint smiling at me and I tried to cover my face with the blanket and Clint chuckled while rubbing my back gently and said “hey Y/N sweetheart you missed dinner, you doing ok? You’ve been pretty quiet lately.. I’m worried hun.”
I listened to what Clint said and my eyes filled with tears and I cried softly and Clint came to lay beside me and I felt him stroke my hair and he held me close. “I’m having a rough week Clint.. I don’t know how to explain it..” Clint kissed my forehead gently and said “hey it’s ok Y/N everyone has moments like that but you don’t have have to go through it alone alright? But you do need to eat something, so how about I go warm you up some dinner and we can watch your favorite movie since we don’t have any missions today, deal?” I smiled and I nodded my head “That sounds good Clint thank you.” Clint got up and went to the kitchen to go make food and I set up a movie for us to watch and then I got back in my bed to lay down. My thoughts started to become overwhelming and I grabbed my phone to put on some ambience music and I felt relaxed and I closed my eyes just a bit to rest.
A few minutes later while I was waiting for Clint to come back my mind started to wander again and I tried to listen to my favorite song but even that made me cry and I felt so stupid for crying, “I hope Clint will be back soon..” I said to myself as I tried to calm down a bit.
Natasha heard me crying and she came in the room and sat on the edge of my bed and said “hey baby girl you ok?.. I heard you crying and I got worried, what’s bothering you?” I shrugged and said “just feeling pretty overwhelmed..” I saw Nat come sit by me and I hugged her tight and as soon as she comforted me I felt more relaxed. Nat said “hey I gotta go help tony with something will you be ok Y/N?” I nodded my head and said “yea I’ll be alright thanks for coming to checking on me Nat love ya sis.” She smiled back at me before leaving and said “love you too little chick.”
~Clint’s POV~
I was in the kitchen warming up Y/N some of the dinner and I made her favorite dessert I know she loves and after I finished putting that together I started heading back to her room and on my way back I saw Steve Rogers walk by and I nodded and said “hey cap.” Steve nodded and said “hey Clint, I haven’t seen Y/N at training the last day or so is she ok?” I sighed and said “yea she’s just going through a rough time but she’s ok cap I’ve got things handled I’ll let you know how things go.” We shook hands and then I got to Y/N’s room and I set down her food on the table and I kneeled down by her side of the bed and saw she was sleeping again and I caressed her hair gently and I smiled at her and whispered to her “hey my little hawk.. wake up, I’ve got your dinner here for you.” She opened her eyes and looked at the food and she stretched a bit and sat up. “Hey Clint.. sorry I was sleepy again..” she said softly and I kissed her head and said “hey it’s ok you needed it, how are you feeling now?” She smiled and shrugged “I’m ok though I’m pretty hungry oh and I set up a movie for us to watch if you still want to watch it tonight?” I got excited and handed her the food and said “yea of course Y/N! Which movie is it?” I helped Y/N to get comfy by me while she ate and I waited for her to tell me which movie she picked. I saw Y/N grab a dvd box and she said “Lilo and Stitch if that’s ok? Disney movies cheer me up.” I rubbed her back gently and I smiled at her and said “hey I love Disney movies, that’s a good one to watch I’ll get it started while you eat ok?” I pushed play on the movie and I cuddled up next to Y/N as I watched over her and I noticed she finished eating and halfway into the movie I saw she fell asleep on my shoulder and I put my arm around her protectively letting her rest and I smiled knowing she was feeling relaxed and I whispered to her “goodnight kid sweet dreams.”
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Romeo and Juliet
summary: You and Peter are supposed to be arch enemies. Your families look down upon and spit on one another. But maybe something will change their hearts.
Warnings: ANGST, smut in later chapters, character death, all of the warnings that go along with normal Romeo and Juliet, Avengers being douchy, VERY MINOR AGE GAP, hints of Dom!Peter, experienced!Peter x innocent!reader, cursing
pairings: peterparker(mcu)xreader, wandaxreader(plutonic) basically everyonexreader(plutonic), pietromaximoffxreader
Prologue:
Many, Many years ago lived two young kids in love. One came from the blood of Stark, the other from the blood of Rogers. The families were nothing less than enemies with no respect for each other and a cold hatred for one another. The noble house of Stark raised some of the best and brightest whereas the house of Rogers raised the most powerful and brave. The beautiful Y/n L/n came from the house of Rogers where her gifts were nurtured and even encouraged. And up until the age of 16, she knew nothing but happiness and love from her father Steve Rogers (who adopted her) and her mother Natasha Romanoff. The other part of the shared heart, Peter Parker was brought into the house of Stark for his unwavering loyalty and his incredible intelligence. However, up until he turned 17, he felt as if something was missing. He was fawned over and gawked at however he could never find anyone who was worth his time, no matter how hard the other members of Stark tried. Tony would host grand parties and balls but no one piqued Peter’s interest. They were all the same it felt like; lacking any sort of intelligence or substance. One day, Peter decided he had had enough,
Present Day:
(Peter’s POV)
It was another day. Tony had decided to throw another ball tonight to celebrate his house making well into the trillions and beating out Steve’s house who was still in the millions. Peter never cared about money because he was poor before he was taken in. He remembered the nights May would go hungry just to feed him and now, it was disgusting how rich May and Him are thanks to him just following his moral compass and deciding to intern under Stark. Peter loved learning all about science and mathematics but he always felt like he wanted more. He wanted a companion to share his passion for the disciplines and it didn’t even have to be Math or Science. He wanted to make love and not just have mindless sex; and talk about the world afterwards. If it boiled down to it, he wanted to run away and be with the woman he loves.
Peter pulled himself out of a trance when he heard F.R.I.D.A.Y.:
“Sir. Parker, Mr. Leeds is here to see you”
“Thank you F.R.I.D.A.Y.” Peter sighed.
“No problem, sir” F.R.I.D.A.Y. answered systematically.
Ned came right behind F.R.I.D.A.Y. and saw Peter’s glum face:
“Hey dude” Ned nodded
“Hey man” Peter smiled.
They both exchanged their handshake before going out for a walk under the citrus trees:
“Why the long face?” Ned asked.
“No reason. I’m good.” Peter said without even looking up.
“Peter, I know when you're lying. We’ve been friends for 11 years. Is this about the girl thing again?” Ned asked even though he already knew the answer when Peter’s silence confirmed it.
“Dude” Ned rolled his eyes.
“I know, I know, it’s stupid but it’s really eating me up inside. I just want somebody.” Peter sighed.
“Tell you what, we can pick up some girls at the ball tonight.” Ned said.
“NED I’M SICK OF “PICKING UP GIRLS” I WANT A WIFE NOT A WHORE.” Peter yelled.
“okay dude, you didn't have to yell” Ned said quietly.
“I’m sorry bro. Maybe she’ll be at the ball tonight.” Peter said, trying to fix the situation.
“I hope so” Ned said. They fist bumped and kept walking.
(Y/n’s POV)
“Y/NNNNNNN” Your mom called.
“COMINGGG” You replied.
You check your clock and it’s 11:00 AM. You slipped on your robe and headed downstairs because if you didn’t, your mom would drag you out of your bed. You reached the bottom of the stairs when you see Wanda, Sam, Bucky and your dad at the table:
“Look all I’m saying is that Stark is only throwing the ball because he has nothing better to do with his time and he’s an arrogant ass-” Sam started.
“Hey, Y/n!” Wanda shouted interrupting. This earned her an eye roll from Sam.
“Hey, Wands” You say.
“Hey I wanted to talk to you about why you're spending so much time in your room.” Nat said.
“No reason. I just like it up there.” You reply.
Wanda reads your mind and sees the true reason for your depression.
“Ugh this again?” Wanda questions.
“Oh God, Y/n not this partner rant again.” Your mom says.
“What partner rant?” Steve asked
“Y/n is just lonely.” Nat says passively.
“As many people as there are in this house and you're lonely??” Steve asks.
“Dad I'm not lonely. I just want a partner, someone who shares my intellect and ambitions.” You say.
“What intellect?” Steve asks half jokingly.
You were getting fed up at this point and decided to go upstairs and change into a comfy outfit and go for a walk:
“Where are you going?” Your mom asks.
“For a walk” You say not even bothering to shoot her a glance.
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Chapter 12: Mischief
~(Y/N) POV~
As I set my room key on the counter, I grab the bag of apples, pull my hood down and walk out with Thor.
I pulled out a red one and take a bite, the crisp, sweet tang of the insides making me sigh in happiness.
I then remember my new companion. My heart drops as I realize I can't take her with me.
Thor seems to notice my downtrodden face and asks, "What is the matter, Ms. (L/N)?"
I pick my head up slowly and look at Isolde, the beautiful appaloosa looking at me with a glint of confusion in her eyes.
He follows my gaze and says, "You can bring your horse with you! It's not a problem at all!"
I look at him with joy in my eyes and show him a slightly wide smile. If only I noticed Thor's rosy cheeks and a racing heartbeat. I run up to Isolde and rub her long neck.
I then whispered, "You can stay with me, Isolde! I don't have to leave you here!"
I grab an apple from the bag and give it to Isolde. She eats it happily, making me smile wider.
I know it's been less than a day but I grow attached to animals very quickly. Reason why my gut is always right about people but I'm weak for animals.
I then hop onto my saddle and grip the reins. Thor looks up at me and smiles softly and walks down the dirt road. I clicked my tongue, signaling Isolde to walk. As we continue walking, I see a group of people, specifically one girl and three men.
I look at Thor with uncertainty and he nods. I pull the reins to slow Isolde's strides.
"Everyone, this is our new teammate. Teammate, meet everyone."
Thor does jazz hands in my direction and I smile softly at his silliness. Isolde shakes her mane and does a whinny. The rather large man walked up to Isolde, held his hand out, and scratched her muzzle.
"She's a beauty." He says, looking up at me with a toothy smile.
He looks warm and friendly.
I'm sure he can't see my eyes but he can see my lips so I smile.
"Thank you," I reply.
"I'm Volstagg, my lady."
He holds his hand out towards me and I set the reins in my left hand and shake his hand with my right.
"Call me (Y/N)."
As I say that, I raise my head up slightly to show Volstagg my face with a mischievous smile.
His eyes widen like the wet dough I made for bread at the bakery when I flattened them out. He seems to stumble over his words, unable to contain his excitement.
He then does something I have never, ever seen in my entire life.
He squeals.
It's high pitched and I wince slightly at the sound, as well as the others did. Volstagg hops around with a slightly feminine giggle.
I smile at his behavior, not expecting this kind of reaction but after Thor encountered me, Thor Odinson, the future king of Asgard, was a fan of mine, I may have gotten a teeny, tiny bit confident after...
"YOU'RE THE GUARDIAN ANGEL OF THE VAL-!!" Volstagg yells out and I move quickly to silence his voice.
I look at the others with a nervous smile and they were in shock. The lady had her eyes wide and her lips parted, the blonde man had his jaw on the ground and the foreign man had slightly wide eyes.
Thor chuckles loudly as I look at my fanboy, signaling him to not scream. "Yes, this, my friends, is the well-known (Y/N) (L/N), the warrior angel, or the guardian angel of the Valkyrie."
I move my hand away from the excited man and hop off Isolde. I held the reins in my left hand again and pull my hood down all the way.
May I remind the reader that you are still filthy, your face is covered in dirt, your hair is matted or in knots and you also have a few scars forming? Alright, enough reminding.
The foreign man winces slightly when I pulled my hood down as well as the blonde man.
The lady just smirks and I felt butterflies in my stomach under her gaze.
Thor walks over to me and clasps his large hand on my left shoulder. "So, is the new teammate a yes or no?"
"YES!!"
"Yes."
"Heck yeah!"
"Yep."
I smile at everyone's answers and wait for them to introduce themselves.
The lady says, "I'm Lady Sif, fair maiden."
She grabs my right hand into hers and kisses the top while looking up at me with a quite flirtatious smile.
My face immediately burst with red, not used to physical affection by someone else because Sif is a very attractive woman.
"Aw, come on, Sif! I was gonna do that!" says the blonde man.
She lets go of my hand with a slight squeeze and steps back a few feet.
The blonde man walks up and says, "The name's Fandral, m'lady."
I shake his hand while smiling. After I stop shaking his hand, he kept staring at my face and his thumb was slowly rubbing circles on the knuckle of my own thumb.
"Ow!" Fandral says, as he lets go of your hand to massage his head wound.
Volstagg looked away while whistling a tune. I giggled, knowing that he threw the tiny rock. Fandral huffs and walks to where Sif is.
I look to see the foreign man with an expressionless face bowing towards me.
"Hogun."
I show him a small smile and bow my head to him. If only I saw the smile on his face.
"I hope you don't mind me bringing Isolde along, I've grown too attached to her," I say with a slight blush of embarrassment.
Isolde then nudges her nose into my arm and huffs. I smile and pet her muzzle. Sif then walks towards me, nods, and starts to pet Isolde too. My blush grows at her close proximity. (that's right, you're a bottom.)
Thor bellows out, "Of course, you can! But before we leave for home, you must be on your horse so she can leave with us!"
I nod in acknowledgment and hop on again. Volstagg sets his hand on Isolde's left shoulder, looks up at me, and smiles. I smile back. Thor calls out to the sky and everywhere around me glows a golden rainbow.
~Slight time skip~
I'm here.
I'm finally here.
Home.
I smile brightly, realizing the building is where the Bifrost is held but freeze in shock when the wielder of the Bifrost is in a fighting stance. Isolde whinnies in fear and Thor dashes in front of me and puts his hands up.
"Whoa, whoa, calm down, Heimdal! She's not a threat! Well, to others yes but not to us!"
Heimdal continues to glare so I panic and pull my hood off and spread my wings.
My wings stretch farther from my body and they're as long as Isolde. yeah, I am badass. Heimdal's eyes widen and he drops the Bifrost slightly, looking at me in awe. I smile slightly under his gaze but as I begin to actually look at him, I noticed his eyes first.
How they shined a beautiful yellow and amber. His dark skin makes his irises pop. His large helmet covered most of his head but he looks rather handsome. It shows maturity and elegance.
"You're (Y/N)...The guardian angel of the Valkyrie...But were you not lost in battle?" Heimdal asks with genuine confusion.
He lowers the Bifrost and stands up straighter. I pull my wings back and reply.
"I was not lost in battle, although I nearly died... But that is not an important matter. Thor Odinson, if you'll excuse me, I have to see someone before we talk about my place on the team." I kick Isolde in the side to make her gallop and it works.
As Isolde runs on the Bifrost Bridge and into Asgard, my (H/L) hair flows with the wind. I smile as I feel the cool and sweet air caress my face. I kick her to go faster as I steer us in the direction of my childhood home. As we venture home, I see children playing with other children by their houses, mothers talking with other mothers, and also watching their own kids.
I smile softly at the children playing. I hope that someday, I will have my own. I look forward only to find the bakery, my home, gone. Just...gone. I pull the reins back as Isolde goes from a gallop to walking. I look around, now fearful that Father was gone, only to see the actual bakery still standing but looking improved.
I throw my hand to my head in annoyance and steer Isolde to walk to the right. I shake my head but as I raise my head, I couldn't help but smile widely and feel tears rise. I pull Isolde to a stop and hop off, bringing her to a post. I tie the reins and pat her shoulder.
"This may be a while, pretty girl." She just whinnies and I pull my hood over and laugh.
As I walk through the doorway of my home, I tuck my wings into my cape. There were two men in front of me so I sadly wait, shaking with nervousness to see my guardian. It didn't take long as the two men walk out, hand in hand. I smile softly at the couple and walk to the counter. There he is. Being my cashier.
I try my absolute hardest not to jump over and tackle Father into a rib-crushing hug and it pays off. I then say our code words that we made up together when I was 2,790 years old or 9 in Earth years. "May I get a (favorite animal) with (favorite season) and a (favorite color) on the side?" I finish my sentence while still looking down with a smile on my face.
I could tell that Father froze when I said that. He says, "No one says that...except." Before he could finish his sentence, I look up from under my hood, look at him, and smiled. His jaw drops and he's frozen still.
"Hello, Father," I say with a single tear rolling down my cheek.
He then starts to groan like a drunk and he falls back. I gasped and jumped over the counter to see what was wrong.
"Father?! FATHER!!" I check his pulse after shaking him a few times. He's alive so he must have fainted. I let out a sigh of relief and shake my head while smiling.
I missed this weirdo.
I pick Father up at carry him to his room, of course, I already know where it is. It was slightly messy but I could walk. I gently set him on his bed and pulled his blanket onto his body. Now that he's asleep, I look at him fully.
He looks as if he hasn't aged at all but now, he must be 38,680 years. He has many eye lines, telling me that he hasn't slept much.
I slightly frown at that, now making it my goal to let him sleep as much as possible. Talking can wait, I want him to be able to hold a conversation without sleeping. Hypocritical of me, yes but he deserves it.
I smile and kiss him on the forehead. I get up and turn all the torches off in the bakery portion of the building, signaling to people that it's closed. After doing so, I walk to my old room.
As I open the door, I begin a coughing fit as my room was full of dust. Nothing was touched. It was left the way I had it when I left. I smile as I see my old doll sitting on my windowsill, also dusty but it held a stitched smile.
I walk over to my candles and light them, the yellow and orange lights illuminating my childhood room. I walk into the kitchen to grab a broom and dustpan, now ready to clean my room like I was younger.
~3 hour time skip~
Before I started, I took off my hood and cape but it felt so hot like I had them on while cleaning. I walked over to my small vanity to see my face only slightly dirty so I smile and wash my face with a clean rag. I then hear groaning in the room next to mine. Father must be awake! I set the rag down and walk towards the doorway. I see him rise up, rubbing his head with a groan.
I lean in the doorway with a smile and my arms crossed. Father looks at me and groans out, "Ah, (Y/N), can you bring me a glass of water, please? I don't feel so we-" His eyes widen and he freezes.
He slowly looks at me, gets up fast, runs towards me, and tackles me into a hug. He surprised me because I fell back from his force. I laugh and hug Father tightly when I feel wet drops on my clothes. I look down to see tears streaming down his wrinkled and exhausted face.
I let a few run down my cheeks, overjoyed to see the man that raised me as his own. I pat his back a couple of times, trying to soothe him and also remind him that I'm really here and not a mirage.
He takes a few deep breaths and sobs again. I laugh softly and keep patting his back. "I'm here, Father. I'm home."
He lets out a loud cry but with a smile on his face.
"I've missed you so much, (Y/N)." He has red eyes, a red nose, and some snot slightly running. I smile contentedly and use my cape to wipe his face.
"I-I would hear tales about you and how you're the guardian angel of the Valkyrie. They spoke about how you fought with bravery and selflessness, which sounds about right. They described how beautiful and graceful you looked but that did not do you any justice."
I smile at his compliment and get up while helping Father stand up too. He then looks up at me, smiles, and raises his wrinkly yet strong hand, and lies it on my right cheek. "You've grown into a beautiful young lady, and I could not have been more proud of you."
I set my left hand on his hand and say, "I'm like this because of you, Father. You made me into the strong woman I am now." I look down at him with a small tear falling to my chin.
"Come, come. You must tell of your adventures while away." Father says as he walks into the kitchen at the same table I studied wing anatomy on. I smile and sit down, ready to tell him everything.
~Time skip~
"YOU ALMOST WHAT??!"Father screams at me with concern written all over his face. I scratch the back of my neck with a nervous smile. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ALMOST DIED!!"
I shake my head with a small smile and say, "Almost."
He scoffs in annoyance but smiles after that. "Well, I'm glad you got back safe." I smile but then look down sadly.
"What's wrong, (Y/N)?" Father asks me with concern in his voice.
I look up, grab his hand gently and say, "I cannot stay home, Father. I am under Thor Odinson's team so I will leave for missions. He took me back here, back home. But I promise you, that I will visit you every day, either before or after my missions."
He sighs and then smiles. "I'm just happy you're alive, dear."
I get up, lean down, and hug Father tightly. He hugs me back, sighing with contentment. "Be safe, dear. I'd rather see you be wed and have grandchildren."
"Father!!" I say, embarrassed by his words. I am technically at the age when women bear children, so about 25 in Earth years. But still! Father laughs at my reaction and pats my back.
"Go be a hero, (Y/N). I'll be here when you return." We exchange smiles and let go. "You better keep your promise, young lady!"
I walk towards the doors and laugh. I turn around and give a nod. Father smiles and I walk out to my trusty steed. "I'm sorry for taking forever, Isolde. I was speaking with Father after all of these years." I know she may not understand what I'm saying but I don't really care. But I do have a feeling she knows what I'm saying.
I hop on my saddle, pull my hood up, and head towards the castle gates. Of course, I am stopped by the guards and asked for my purpose. I pull my hood down with a smile and they too froze. One guard taps the door while the other shakes my hand. Both were silent when I walked through. I see Odin, Frigga, and Thor walk into the large room, talking about something probably important.
My hood is still off so Thor recognized me. He smiled widely and walked towards me. "Ah, (Y/N)!! Welcome to my home! Father, mother, this is my new friend, (Y/N) (L/N). She's the-"
"Yes, yes, we know about (Y/N), Thor." Odin interrupts with a large smile. I hop off Isolde with the reins in one hand and kneel down but Odin pulls me up and shakes my free hand.
I smile back and say, "It is the greatest honor to be in your presence, Odin."
"Nonsense! I should be honored to meet a warrior such as yourself!" Odin replies while pushing Frigga towards me to also shake my hand.
I kneel down in front of her and say, "It is an honor to be in your presence as well, my lady Frigga."
I hear her laugh softly and she pulls me up slowly. "I've heard many a tale about the guardian angel, (Y/N)."
I smile with a slight blush on my cheeks. Thor walks up to me and grabs my hand softly. "Now, since you are on my team, we can discuss and plan your very first mission!" I look up at him and smile a little wider.
I then look at Odin and his queen and say, "Please excuse me, your highnesses." They both nod with a smile and Thor guides me down a hall.
"Now, I must ask you a few questions if that is alright with you that is." I nod and he continues. "Do you know of my brother, Loki?"
I reply, "Yes."
He takes a deep breath in and out. "After my last mission, I lost my brother on a planet called Earth. I have been there before and I must retrieve him so he may be punished for his crimes."
I then say, "Okay, do you know his exact location on Earth?"
He replies, "Yes and we will be going together while the others sleep. If that is alright with you."
I think about it for a few seconds. Loki is known to be very, very mischievous and even more dangerous. I trust Thor knows what to do when we arrive. "That's alright with me. But I do require a few things."
He shows me a small smile and says, "Oh, do tell. Anything at all."
"Anything?"
"Anything."
I show him a smirk and say, "Well I would like a new set of armor, a sword, and a dagger."
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