The Romanoff-Maximoff family goes on a vacation.
‘Airport Dad’ Natasha x ‘Always forgets’ Wanda
Featuring, you, their eldest daughter (fem reader this time guys!) and the twins! (not Tommy and Billy I have my own hc👀)
“Tickets?”
“Yes.”
“Are these all the bags?”
“…yes.”
“Passport?”
“Christ, Nat! Can’t you trust your wife a little?”
“Detka, I love you. But you have a memory like Dory.”
Wanda offended, “I do NOT!”
Natasha simply kissed her cheeks and looked down at their 10 year old twin kids. “Are you two excited?” She asked while smiling.
Alianova and Pietro beamed at their mom and simultaneously said “Yeah!!”
It was then Natasha realized, “Detka… Where’s Y/n?” Their 15 year old daughter was not there.
“What are you talking about, honey? She’s right behind me.” Wanda turns around and saw that there was in fact no Y/n. “OH MY GOD-“
*Meanwhile*
Y/n enters the women’s bathroom to check on her mama. “Mama, what’s taking you so long?” No answers from Wanda.
“Mama??” Opens every stall to find it empty. “What the fuck-“
(So the idea is Y/n was supposed to wait for Wanda outside the toilet. Being a teenager she just plays with her phone while leaning against the wall, not paying attention to her surroundings. Wanda having the memory of a dory just up and left to the gate 😭)
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I hadn't written anything in a bit. So, enjoy this that I wrote on a whim!
Gender neutral reader/ y/n, and gender neutral love names.
Translations: любовь should mean "love" in English. I used Google Translate since I sadly don't know Russian yet.
Also, should I turn this into a oneshot?
Y/N: *barely able to stand, furiously coughing*
Wanda: Y/N! Your temperature is 104! You're sick. Go lie down.
Y/N: If I was sick, could I do this?
Y/N: *blankly stares at Wanda*
Natasha: *walks in after watching from afar*
Natasha: ..... what're you doing Y/N?
Y/N: .....cool flips! Am I not?
Wanda: *shares a worried glance with Natasha*
Wanda: No, love, you're not.
Y/N: Oh....
Bonus:
Natasha: *walks over to Y/N*
Natasha: "C'mon любовь, let's get you into bed."
Y/N: Will you two come with me for snuggles?
Wanda: *softly smiles*
Wanda: Of course, love
Y/N: *grins*
Y/N: Okay, you can take me now Nat.
Natasha: *picks Y/N up and carries them to bed*
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Request to make a WandaNat x daughter!reader where Reader is having a severe mental breakdown and she's alone at home and they come back and find her in the bathroom with the door locked and they have to calm her down and make sure she knows she's loveddddd
(thanks in advance you math nerd)
-totally an anon and not ur friend ur dming rn
I'm not a math nerd🙄 YOU ARE! And take note this is giving me pressure cause you are like the best writers out there and I have to make this good😭
Good day to Bad
A/n: a few prompts was from screnwriter here on Tumblr.
Taglist: @diaryoflife @xxromanoffxx @simp-erformarvelwomen @lissaaaa145 @fxckmiup
Your day was going swimmingly. You felt a little more enthusiastic this morning than you do most days when you wake up sleepy. Your mother prepared a delicious breakfast for you and gave you a kiss on the forehead.
You weren't late to school, and your first period wasn't too unpleasant. You understood everything your teacher stated, which gave you more confidence in your work.
But that won't happen until the next period.
The following period went well. Everything was alright at first, until it wasn't. When you accidently nudge your teacher when she is allowing you to answer on the board, everything she is holding falls.
You apologized profusely and picked up the items she dropped as a result of your actions.
Your classmates' gazes lingered on you as you stood up and placed everything on her desk. At the rear, you could feel their critical looks and snickers.
With shaking hands, you managed to complete answering on the board. You felt humiliated and foolish for being so clumsy.
Your teacher gave you an assignment before the bell rang. Because you had so much time, you assumed it was okay to not finish during lunch breaks.
However, the world conspired against you. You had a lot of homework the following and following periods. Each period gave you a new assignment to complete, and they were all due the next day.
Isn't it critical?
The ones a nice morning became shit.
You dropped your soda during your lunch break, and it splashed all over the canteen. You felt eyes on you once more.
You can't wait to go home.
You rushed home and attempted to de-stress. You decided to meditate for 5 minutes before tackling the mountain of homework that was due the next day.
Oh, how wrong you were.
You neglected the first assignment, which was a 1000-word essay about what you learnt throughout the period.
You skipped the second since there were a fuckload of problems to solve with solutions.
The others were identical. It wasn't simple, and tomorrow was required.
Your legs bounced up and down. You nibbled your nails and swept your eyes over your strewn-about table.
You didn't understand a thing; you didn't remember a thing your teacher said. Your mind was blank.
Suddenly, you feel irritated by this shit. Your anxiety makes you remember the eyes of your classmates.
They're going to judge me if I fail.
I'm so dumb.
How am I supposed to finish this?
You went to the bathroom and tried to calm yourself down. Your breathing was ragged, you felt trapped. With all the irritation, you hit your head, trying desperately to remember the lesson. You felt like a disappointment to yourself and your parents.
Fucking useless
"Honey, we're home," Wanda called out, hoping for you to greet them with your giddy, shy smile.
Natasha closed the door and looked over the house, trying to spot her favorite human.
"Y/n, are you home?!" Natasha called out this time, worried because you never left without a text that you were going out.
"I'm here."
Wanda perked up, hearing your thoughts. It was weak, it was constricting, and mostly a whisper, but she did hear it.
Wanda rushed upstairs into your room. Natasha was just right behind her, sensing the worry of her wife.
"Y/n?" Wanda vigorously knocked at your door, making sure not to invade your privacy by not knocking.
When they didn't hear a response, Wanda was quick to open the door and search for you. Your room was a mess; papers were scattered everywhere; snacks that you binged because of stress; and the paper was scribbled because you didn't know what to put on it.
Natasha leaned against the door of your bathroom, hearing your heavy breathing. She opened the door aggressively, making you flinch and shake more.
You were on the floor rocking your body back and forth, and gibberish was what you were muttering under your knees.
"Heyy" Natasha cooed. She reached out to you, seeing your disheveled state. "Can mama hold you?" She asked.
"She wants to be held," Wanda informed, hearing your thoughts.
When Natasha got closer, you immediately clung to her with a tightened grip. Everything was like you were in a tight space. You felt like you had to squeeze every part of your body to fit in a small space.
Your heart felt like it was being squeezed and, in a matter of time, it would pop. Natasha heard your silent whispers as you squeezed Natasha harder, trying to grasp everything you had.
"Disappointment"
"Dissapoinment"
"Disappointment"
You muttered those words over and over again, and every word released a loud sob from you.
Natasha looked at her wife, calling out for help while rubbing her back. You released a loud sob again, and every breath you took wasn't enough to fill your lungs.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're okay... It's okay, I'm right here. " Natasha placed her head on her chest. And Wanda tried to soothe your crying with your powers. "We are right here," Wanda assured.
"I- I can't breath," you croaked out.
"Just follow my breathing, honey. You'll be okay, "Wanda assured you.
Wanda hugged your back, and Natasha was in front of you. Their butts were hurting because of sitting on the floor, but they didn't want to leave you and they didn't want to move.
The last of your tears stopped and you felt safe in your mother's arms. You hiccuped every few minutes, so Natasha decided to get some water.
"Noo" you whined, stopping her from getting off of you. "Don't go"
"Okay," she assured. "We were right here"
They stayed with you on the floor until they felt your breathing even out and your eyes closed. Your mouth is ajar from not being able to breathe through your clogged nose.
Wanda picked you up, and Natasha followed her into your bed. She tucked you in your bed and decided to not wake you up until dinner was ready.
Natasha noticed the source of your breakdown. She arranged it by subject and put notes on ideas and solutions on how you could answer it to make it easy but not too easy for you.
While Natasha was doing that, Wanda organized your bag and went downstairs to prepare your favorite dinner.
When the dinner was cooked, it was time to wake you up, so Wanda went upstairs and carefully opened your door.
You were still peacefully sleeping. Your eyes showed evident signs of crying, but besides that, you were still beautiful in your mom's eyes.
"Y/n," she cooed. "Time for dinner." She sweetly whispered.
You groaned and turned your back on her. Wanda chuckled at your antics, reminding her of herself when she was woken up by her morning person wife.
"Come on," she said as she walked away.You finally opened your eyes and stood up, which caused you to feel a little dizzy and a pang of headache shook your head.
You groaned again.
"I feel like shit," you said. Before Wanda could reprimand you, Natasha spoke up from the door frame.
"You look like one too."
"Heyy!!"
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