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[deliasqueen]

Wait so they were talkin to you about psycho😭

oh no they did that months ago 😭

i could’ve been more clear in separating those things 💀

[deliasqueen]

I’m doin amazing!!! Missed my favorite bestie😌 I don’t use insta much anymore and thought you weren’t on here anymore either😭

How’s it goin with youuu, fill a gurl in😌💅🏾

i’m here, just not posting 💀

no bc insta is kinda trash now

[deliasqueen]

How’s it goin bestie😌✨long time no talk😋🐝

hiiiiiiii

yes it has been too long

so much has happened 😭

[deliasqueen]

You’ve got me in a journaling mood now✋🏾and I only have $50 right now😭

that is tuff 🥲

go to michaels and use coupons 💀 tbf $50 in a craft store can go a long way if you know what to buy

[deliasqueen]

OMG WHAT🤭

yeah 😗🤧

[deliasqueen]

LMAO😭good luck💀

fr i can only read so much 😭

[deliasqueen]

Send this lovely bouquet of flowers to your favorite followers/mutuals. 💐 Maybe it will put a smile on their face and brighten their day. ✨

thank u bestie 😌💐💐

[deliasqueen]

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thank u bestie 😌

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[deliasqueen]

Oooh! If your taking Natasha fics, how about one where Reader has to leave for a solo mission and Natasha is very protective of her crush? And when reader comes back, Natasha checks to make sure she’s okay, and not hurt. Feelings are confessed in the end.

(You’re writing Marvel super well btw!)

The Protector

A/n: title sucks I know but I don’t know what to name it😭 Anyways I don’t think I went the way you were thinking but I hope you still like it! Also thank you✨let’s hope it stays that way<3

TW: nothing but kissing and a couple of swear words, also mentions of a gun but not in a violent way

Taggin: @clinicallyinsaneteen @clueless-sapphic @deliasqueen

***

“Do you remember the tricks I taught you for when someone attacks you from behind?” Natasha’s raspy voice rang throughout the empty corridor. “The leg wrap-around trick is a very crucial advantage; there is no room for error when using it. Have you perfected it because if not, we need to go train before you leave?” It wasn’t unlikely for her to bombard you with questions before a mission. You were still considered the newbie even after being on the team for two years. However, the amount of questions she’d ask you has increased since it would be your first solo mission.

You strode down the hallways, responding to her questions with either a simple yes Natasha or a quiet mhm. There were a couple of times where you would explain some of the moves in detail, hoping it would satisfy the nervousness within her. Sadly that did not work because the questions kept coming. Usually, you could handle Nat's weighted concern when it came to missions, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel a little overwhelmed. You turned around to face her once you made it to the foyer, her arms crossed over her chest, her nails were digging crescent moons into her skin, and her lip began to swell a little from her excessive biting habit when she’s anxious. You felt a slight pain in your chest when you saw the hint of fear hidden in her beautiful green eyes. Leaving your suitcase near the elevator and walking towards Nat, you unhook her hands from her arms and hold them tightly in your own.

“I promise you that I will be fine, Natasha.” You said while maintaining eye contact as a way to help her believe you. “I won’t be out in the field much for this one, but when I am, I will use every last trick that you taught me. Okay, Natty?!” A pink hue began to appear on her cheeks when you called her Natty. She would have punched anyone who called her that, but she couldn’t help but find it cute coming from you.

“Is Natasha Romanoff or shall I say black widow, blushing?” You teased, snickering at the familiar eye roll you received. “Shut up. Just come back in one piece, idiot.” She hit your arm playfully, shaking her head before pulling you into a tight embrace. “Will do Ms.Widow, but I won’t make it there alive if you keep squeezing me like this.” You faked gasping for air, earning yourself a pinch to the side.

“That was rude of you. My skin is very fragile.” You whined while rubbing the pain away from your side.

“You’ll live, before I forget here, have this as extra protection.” She pulled out her favorite customized Glock 26 and laid it in your hand. A spider web was wrapped around the grip with a spider on it with the word widow engraved on the slide. “I- you can’t let me use this. This one is your favorite. Why would you let me borrow it?” You stood there shocked and confused. She never lets anyone even come close to touching her precious weapons, so why was she letting you?

“I’ll feel better knowing that you have an extra weapon that I trust with you. I am also trusting that you won’t lose it. ” A soft smile appeared on her plump lips while observing you admire the gun in your hands. “I'm happy you trust me enough to use your gun. I promise to take good care of it.” You gave her one last hug before checking your watch. “I’ve got to head out now if I want to make it to my destination on time. I’ll see you again in a week or two.” You finish saying your goodbyes before hopping on the elevator, excited for your first solo mission.

***

You gasped and held your chest as you opened the door to your bedroom, not expecting to see Nat sitting on your bed. “Fuck Natasha you scared me.” Now completely in your room, you start to unpack your suitcase, halting when you feel hands on your shoulders turning you around. “Are you okay? Did the mission go well? You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?” The questions flowed from her mouth like the rushing water of a waterfall. You disrupted her movements when she began to lift your sleeves, turning your limbs in different directions to see if you were scratch and scar-free.

“Natasha, I am fine. The mission went well. I went unharmed, so you can stop worrying.” You giggled a little before going to grab a pair of nightclothes and a towel. “If you'll excuse me, I’m going to take a shower now. We can watch a movie and talk about the parts that I can share when I get out.” You kiss her cheek and rub her shoulder before heading to your bathroom. Oblivious to the way her heart fluttered and the red tent that went from her neck and traveled to her cheeks.

After your shower, you head to the living room, room where you see Nat sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a blanket while mindlessly scrolling through Netflix. “Whatcha thinking about?” You asked as you plopped down next to her, spreading the blanket around the both of you. “Oh, um nothing important. What movie do you want to watch?”

“I heard “the harder they fall,” the was good!” You grabbed the bowl of popcorn, already starting to munch on it. “The harder they fall it is then.” Throughout the movie, you had noticed that nat wasn't focused on it. You had asked her multiple times if she wanted to change it or if something was bothering her. The only answer you got back was a no I'm good. After it went off, Natasha stood up, ready to leave, but you pulled her back down on the couch.

“Natalia Alianovna Romanoff, you are not leaving the room until you tell me what’s wrong.” Your voice was soft yet stern. Natasha couldn’t help but find it attractive whenever you would use that voice. She stared at you while determining what to do in this situation. It didn’t take long because her body chose. One moment you were having a staring contest the next, you felt her warm breath over your lips, giving you the chance to pull away in case you didn’t reciprocate the same feelings towards her. You gently placed your hands around her face, closing the rest of the distance between you. You both hummed into the kiss, only breaking apart to take a breather. You had rested your foreheads against each other’s when out of the blue you started giggling.

Confusion was written all over Nat’s face when she pulled away to look at you. “Why are you giggling?” You took a deep breath before saying, “I have wanted to do that for so long. Now that I have, I don’t know what to do with all of the emotions!” Natasha thought you were the most adorable person she had ever met after hearing your confession. “I’ve wanted to do that too. I’m hoping that we can continue doing it after our date tomorrow.” She started getting up as she said this, gathering the bowl and blanket, heading for the kitchen. You followed behind, “what date?”

“The one that I’m taking you out on. Be ready by 7 pm tomorrow. You can dress casually.”

“When were you going to tell me about this?” You glared at her, crossing your arms.

“Just now. Also, you can keep my gun. It looks better with you than it does me.” She kisses your forehead before heading off to her room.

“Oh my fucking god, I’ve got myself a date!” You shriek as you walk to your room, passing Steve on your way.

“Language,” he says to which you reply with a half meaningful sorry cap, too giddy to care about anything else besides tomorrow night.

Constructive feedback is greatly appreciated🤍

[deliasqueen]

Can I request a Natasha x Female Avenger!Reader? Something like Reader coming back to the compound after a mission and Natasha is touch starved and needs her cuddles? Something very fluffy! 🥰

Pretty please??? 🧡🧡🧡

Wish you were here

A/n: omg okay so like this first time writing for marvel and I’m honestly so nervous🙉 I don’t think I went the route you were thinking and I am so sorry<3 but I hope you still like it!! Fluff is so hard for me to write lmao, anyways enjoy👻

Tagging: @clinicallyinsaneteen @clueless-sapphic @deliasqueen *they’re my mutuals by I could totally start a marvel tag list if you’d like<3*

TW: mentions of a kiss at the end but other than that none

***

You sighed as you walked into the quiet lobby sending the desk clerk a sweet smile and a ‘have good night’ as you walked to the elevator. Before you could fully step in, the familiar programming voice rang throughout the rectangular box. “Hello, Ms.L/n, how are you?”

“I’m doing good Friday, tired but good. And Y/n is just fine Fri. I think we can put the formalities to rest after knowing me for four almost five years.” You shook your head, chuckling to yourself at the A.I.’s use of formal language, even after all the years that have passed by. “Oh and Fri, don’t notify the others of my arrival. I want to surprise Natasha first.” The elevator slowly came to a stop, making the familiar ding sound before opening the metal doors. As you strolled out of the elevator, the last thing you heard was a “Have fun Ms.L/n, but not too much fun if you know what I mean.” You couldn’t decide whether to glare at the now-closed doors or gasp at the innuendo the A.I. so freely shared with you.

You turned around, basking in the fresh, clean scent of the penthouse, running your hands along the bronze accent wall, and staring at your reflection in the shiny black tiles up under you. ‘I’m finally home,’ you think as you remember your two-month-long mission in Europe. Originally it was supposed to be three months, but the thought of your favorite redhead helped motivate you into completing your tasks as quickly as you could. Was it the brightest choice? No, but you were always impatient when it came to taking away your valuable time with your girlfriend.

Speaking of girlfriend, you went to look for her, passing a clock on your journey, seeing that it read 1:30 am, you went to your shared bedroom first. After being with Natasha for three years now, you know that she will either lay in bed watching whatever show or movie she finds interest in on tv. Or she will work out until she feels physically tired. You open the door to your room, only to discover; that it was empty and the bed looked untouched. You walked in, setting your suitcase on the bed before checking the bathroom, seeing that it too was empty.

Your next stop was the training room, but on your way there, you heard the sound of music playing softly. Following the noise, you could now comprehend that the song was ‘Wish you were here by Avril Lavigne. When you made it to the half-open sliding doors leading out to the patio, your heart couldn’t help but fill with admiration as you stared at the figure leaning against the railing. The autumn wind blew through her wine-colored hair, and the golden lights from the nearest buildings created a shimmering glow against her fair skin.

You quietly stepped outside, trying your hardest to sneak up on the ex-assassin; wishing to succeed at least once. Today was your lucky day. The continuous honk from upset drivers at the slow-moving aftermath of a Friday night out on the strip was louder than your steps. And Natasha seemed to be too deep in thought to feel the vibrations from the ground through her sock-clad feet. You wrapped your arms carefully around her waist, not wanting to spook her too much.

“After three years of being with you this is the first time I have successfully sneaked up on you.” You whispered the words into her ear. Your warm breath against her cold skin sent shivers throughout her body. She turned around in your arms, placing her hands on your cheeks, and brought you in for a sweet yet passionate kiss. Your heart exploded at the feeling of her soft, plump lips moving against yours after going weeks without physical contact with each other. Natasha mumbled an “I missed you so much y/n/n” against your lips before pulling away enough to engulf you in a hug.

She missed the refreshing smell of your shampoo, the wonderful cotton fragrance that seeped through your clothes from the dryer sheets you used, which she surprisingly found comforting to her. This could also be the reason why all of your sweaters were now in the laundry room waiting to be cleaned for her to wear again. She missed the warmth your body brought to the other half of the bed, snuggling up to your side of the bed, only to be slightly saddened at the cold feeling the sheets obtained after not having anyone lie on it for days.

A cold breeze brought the both of you back to reality as you lifted your heads, admiring the sparkle that shone in each of your eyes. “I missed you too Natty.” Another cool breeze, although this time stronger, rippled through your clothes, nipping at any exposed skin it could reach. Natasha shivered a little in your arms. “Can we go inside now; you owe me two months' worth of cuddles and kisses. I am expecting you to start tonight.” And with that, she broke out of your hold and headed to your room, swaying her hips as she continued walking. You stood there in shock for a minute before heading inside as well.

Saving the world is fun and gives you a great adrenaline rush, but nothing could compare to the serene feeling you get when you’re with the love of your life. She’s your forever home and you hope that soon you could make your forever home permanent if you know what I mean.

Constructive criticism is highly accepted🤍

[deliasqueen]

Hey 👋👋👋 how are u ?

i’m good! how are u? :)

[deliasqueen]

thank u :D

Today we have Maju ft. Alfredo on picrew

no pressure tag 😌 @lucyintheskywithxanax @lunarlesbianlove @honeyvenable @mrsdeanhoward @minaslittleone @blacksmokieee25 @pluied-ete @stayevildarling

[deliasqueen]

i love the colors and shading on this 💯

here is the link

i’m super bored and in class so i searched for one (:

@honeyvenable @sweetestberryofthebunch @thesupremeswife @loverofallthingssarah @rainbow-hedgehog @lucyintheskywithxanax @lunarlesbianlove @stayevildarling

[deliasqueen]

𝕋𝕠𝕠 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕖

ℂ𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕒 𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕖 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

A/n: This is just something short to try and help me get back into the mood to write so it’s not the best. Also because I’ve only written angst lately and we need a lil fluff in our life<3 The song used is can’t take my eyes off of you- Frankie Valli *in love with this song right now*

Word count: 500+

TW: none

Tag list: @deliasqueen @paulawand @winslctrg @stayevildarling if you want to be added or taken off just let me know:)

The light sounds of humming could be heard throughout the first floor of the academy gaining the attention of a certain supreme. She had thought she was the only one there seeing as the girls decided they wanted to go shopping today. Her curiosity peaked leading her to the decision of investigating the sound. She followed the melody like a victim of a siren only the owner of said voice wasn’t a siren but rather an angel. Her angel. She found you hanging up a led pumpkin garland on the mantal of the fireplace in the living room. So far you’ve changed the throw pillows from black to orange and red, hung up an autumn leaf reef above the fireplace, and placed a lantern with a candle inside in the middle of the table surrounded by leaves.

The room smelled of vanilla, apple and cinnamon, adding to the comforting feeling the decorations had brought to the once minimalistic room. You bent down to grab something from one of the many boxes and Cordelia would be lying if she said didn’t enjoy the new view you had presented to her. It was as if you had read her mind because the first words that were spoken were an “Are you enjoying the view, Ms.Supreme?” She could practically hear the smirk on your face and her cheeks began to get warmer as she realized that you knew she was there the whole time. The next song started playing from your pumpkin speaker giving her a better idea on how to answer that.

‘You’re just too good to be true. Can’t take my eyes off of you’ She walked towards you slowly and you admired how angelic she looked with the warm tones reflecting off her golden locks. ‘You’d be like heaven to touch’ she held out her hand as a silent invitation that you gladly accepted. ‘I wanna hold you so much’ she pulled you into her body, draping an arm around your waist. ‘At long last, love has arrived’ you placed a stray hair behind her ear, captivated by the golden flakes that shone in her gorgeous chestnut brown eyes. ‘And I thank god I’m alive’ she stole a short kiss before winking at you and twirling you around bringing your back to her front and you clasped your hands together with hers. ‘You’re just too good to be true’ she peppered kisses on the top of your head, wallowing in the refreshing scent of your shampoo. ‘Can’t take my eyes off of you’ whispering those words into your ear while tightening her hold a little more, sending a chill down your spine.

You continued to sway to the music until you both felt two pairs of tiny hands tug on your pants and two pairs of beautiful brown eyes staring up at you. You both smiled at each other before picking up your two daughters, twirling around with them in your arms and loudly singing ‘I Love you, baby’. Your little party of four quickly turned into a party of 15 as the girls started rolling in and joining the fun. It’s moments like this where no one is worried about what’s to come next and the house is lit up by bright smiles and sounds of contagious laughter that you cherish the most. Related by blood or not they were your family and you couldn’t have asked for a better one to be in.

[deliasqueen]

Only you would be indecisive when it comes to angel or devil😛 pretzel bites & wings

exactly >:)

[deliasqueen]

Ze ghosts match your personality & vibe✌🏾

yes they do 😌

[deliasqueen]

i made two bc i’m indecisive 😌

Who wants to make ghosts with me👻 picrew here

Taggin: @deliasqueen @imstacysmomtm @cordeliaswhore @thebijesus @katiekat4594 @loverofallthingssarah @twitterpated-dyke and anyone else who wants to👻