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Kate Bishop had always been your sweet, innocent girlfriend. Cute, warm, loving, tender...

So when a switch flipped in her mind and she turned on a heel into a devious dominatrix — yes, hot, but still concerning — you and the other Avengers knew something foreign had infected her mind. As time went on, Kate became more overtaken by this new persona — risking losing her original demeanor all-together. The only way to find the cause of Kate's rapid change was to voyage into her psyche; the magic-users on the team ensured it was possible, and safe, assuming Kate's mind didn't overtake yours in the process.

They lulled Kate into a trance and allowed you access into her consciousness, in hopes that you could locate the real Kate within and together overpower the force that had taken her captive.

What awaited you though was... unexpected, and terrifying. This new domme version of Kate was expecting you. And she wasn't alone.

Three Kates, equally clad in leather with whips and chains at the ready. "What makes you think we want to return to normal," they whispered in unison. "Don't try to save her — Kate is lost to us. And soon, you'll be be lost to us too."

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You knew Kate had been dabbling in magic...

You didn't expect to walk in on her doing this.

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Reader: Kate you need to show yourself a bit more love...

Kate: ok...

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Kate Bishop would get the worst aches and pains after missions. She just lacked the impulse control to protect her body from harm in battle – the other Avengers could see it clear as day. It was bold, and impressive, but Kate's time to recuperate post-combat was grueling as a result.

So Stephen Strange offered her an artifact: a mirror that could summon a life-like duplicate of anyone who touched its surface. Kate was thrilled – finally she could summon an extra set of hands to help massage the precise kinks and knots in her muscles. No need to communicate to a masseuse what was aching her; this doppel-Kate could find the aches without even asking.

Was anyone surprised when one thing lead to another? Kate got hooked on the mirror, summoning her clone after each and every mission for an intense, soothing, intimate rubdown.

Why not take their connection one step further... After all, Kate found herself craving more contact than just the kneading on her joins and aching muscles. There was another itch she wanted scratched – and doppel-Kate was the perfect partner, after all.

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Mastering her understanding of Kryptonian technology was something of a passion for Lena Luthor. The Harun-El, for instance, had been her obsession for weeks. The mysterious purple ingot seemingly had the ability to split matter into two at the quantum level.

Lena had hoped to harness it's potential to create limitless fuel and resources, but in the meantime... maybe splitting her girlfriend Kara into two identical Supergirls would allow the heroine to combat evil twice as quickly — and spend twice as much time on the homefront, too.

But handing the artifact over to Kara didn't spark the mutagenic duplication as Lena was hoping. Instead, it wasn't Kara that split into two — it was Lena herself.

The results were unexpected, but not in the least disappointing. Kara was far more concerned than either Lena Luthor in that moment.

For Lena, she immediately saw an opportunity to experiment. Would Kara be able to resist the charm of two identical brunettes clamoring for her attention?

"Wait, can we really—" Kara tried to object.

"Just go with it," one Lena purred before the other continued the thought. "We just want to make you feel good."

The trailed identical parallel kisses down Kara's jawline.

But no good moment can last forever. Just as Kara had resigned herself the notion of a threeway with the two Lena twins, an alarm bell rang and pulled her attention to a crime happening across the city.

Kara was furious, but she had no choice but to answer the call. "Wait for me, alright?"

"As if," Lena chuckled, locking eyes with her clone. "Seems like you'll be missing out on the fun.

"We'll be fine scratching this itch ourselves."

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Wanda: I learned a new spell to spice up our love-life.

Natasha: Wanda, there's nothing more I need in the bedroom. Promise.

Wanda & Wanda: ...You sure about that?

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Damn, Natasha. Save some for the rest of us.

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Jemma Simmons was sick and tired of always playing things safe. She had conducted herself as far too reserved and "buttoned-up" for long enough — she had waited in the wings on missions, waited for Fitz to express his feelings, and waited for life to throw her a bone.

She was tired of waiting. Jemma wanted to have some fun.

The Framework was finally ready for a serious test-drive. Perfect timing, as far as Jemma was concerned. The digital simulation offered her the perfect sandbox to explore her desires unfettered from judgement — or from the limitations of reality, for that matter. She gave herself "full admin control" over the system, which manifested almost like magical powers of conjuration within the digital world. With the flick of the wrist, sparkles of light burst from her fingertips to allow her to bend the Framework to her will. She summoned a bar — no, a dance club — filled with a crowd of dancing strangers, lively music, and vibrant disco lights.

And when she needed to summon a partner... well, why limit herself? She didn't want to dance with Fitz, or with Daisy. She wanted to avoid reminding herself of what she didn't have in the real world. She wanted something new.

Why not dream bigger? She flicked her wrist again and conjured up a beautiful woman — one who was fun, one she felt comfortable with, one who knew her deepest desires innately and perfectly. She conjured up a double of herself: another Jemma , through and through — equally excited to let loose and finally have some fun.

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Kate Bishop's first experience with the multiverse might have been a bit... unexpected.

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Carol x Carol. Pure class.

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Biker!Yelena might a new favorite headcanon... yeah I think that one might stick around.

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Yelena said costume parties were "lame" — even ones with witches and magic and other Avengers galavanting about at Stark Tower.

Kate Bishop was committed to prove her wrong. She and Wanda Maximoff schemed up the perfect plan to prove to Yelena once and for all that exciting things always happen around Halloween.

By the time Wanda's spell-craft was complete, Kate Bishop — both of her, now — took to the dance floor in stereo. How many selfies would they have to send Yelena tonight before she changed her tune?

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How it started vs How it's going

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To say that Kate Bishop was frustrated was putting it mildly.

She and Yelena had decided to join Wanda and Natasha on a "working vacation" to Kamar-Taj — the ancient, mystical sanctum in Tibet where Kate had hoped she and Yelena could reignite their blossoming relationship. Things hadn't been hot and heavy between the two of them for a while; Yelena insisted they weren't to be labeled and things had to stay casual, at least until the pace of her missions slowed down. Even in Kamar-Taj, Yel seemed fully preoccupied working with Nat and Wanda to untangle some of the Red Room's aftermath, leaving Kate "theoretically single" and trapped in a bizarre foreign compound with far too much free time.

Not to mention the BOREDOM that came with it. There was no Wi-Fi here, no decent snack food, and she had to leave Lucky at home. Other than exploring the vast compound, her days were slowly becoming excruciatingly dull. And to make matters worse, Wanda had asked her to stop snooping around the dark corners of the sanctum. She said it wasn't a place for a young woman of Kate's curiosity.

It was her ninth afternoon trapped at Kamar-Taj when Kate decided to take herself for a long run through the grounds. It would eat up some time, but more importantly, it would hopefully blow of some steam and some much-lamented tension that she had hoped Yelena would have helped her release. Being sex-less with Yelena just out of arms reach was frustrating beyond belief, but Kate knew she couldn't start seeking out other girlfriends while Yelena hemmed and hawed about the status of their relationship. Kate needed patience, but that wasn't her strong-suit.

These thoughts flooded her brain during the long afternoon jog — so much so that when she recollected her wits, Kate had no idea where in the compound she had wound up. She recognized the central library, though — a corner "fully off limits" by Wanda's orders, but surely that edict wasn't absolute, and Kate was in need of a shortcut back to her dorm.

The library was cool, too. Shelves of artifacts and mystical books with seemingly limitless magical potential. Kate took a meandering route through the dusty stacks, idly fingering the spines of some of the fancier books she passed. It wouldn't hurt to take a look into some of them, right? Or to read out loud the first line of ancient script that piqued her interest...

The swirl of violet light from the books pages made her instantly regret the impulse, but it seemed too late as the magic enveloped her — before the aura subsided, finally, leaving Kate unharmed... but not alone.

"Woah." "Woah. Jinx!"

She was standing face to face with what seemed like a living mirror, identical to Kate down to the strands of hair dangling from her messy ponytail or the beads of sweat on her brow.

"Holy crap, this is freaky," one Kate murmured, reaching out to touch the hem of the clone's sports bra.

"You're telling me," the double repeated the gesture. "So you're really me? I mean – we're really us? This is freaky."

Kate nodded, confused and entranced. "I think... well, yeah. We're both us. Both Kate."

Decoding and reversing magical phenomena was not in Kate's wheelhouse, but reaching out to Wanda for help after blatantly violating her policies seemed like a non-starter. So the Kates got to work trying to re-read and undo the script they had read from the book, to little success, so they started scanning other pages of the tome, looking into other nearby books, anything to try and find a solution.

"Look at this, um, other Kate—" it felt weird to say her own name out loud, "At least this page is in English." The clone hustled to Kate's side. "It says that these enchantments are designed to last two hours, so at least..." she cast a glance at her double, "It's not permanent. We just have to kill some time."

"Thank fucking god," the second Kate huffed. "I mean, I'm not upset that you're hear, but Wanda would murder us if she saw us like this."

"The entire Kamar-Taj army would kill us, Kate," the other smirked. "Not to mention Yelena flipping out — she thinks one of us is a disaster, let alone dealing with double."

They laughed in tandem. "I've got to say," Kate put the book down on its shelf, "Speaking of Yelena, and having the chance to finally, you know, examine myself from a new perspective," she gestured head to toe at her twin's body, "Yelena is missing the fuck out."

The other Kate smiled and raised her eyebrows. "I'd say the same thing! We're hot, Kate, no dancing around it." It was fun to finally have a chance to give voice to the thought, after it had been swirling around her head since the moment she had been duplicated. They took turns complimenting the little, superficial things about each other – they looked especially fit after just completing their 10-mile jog, plus they liked their hair, their eyes, their smile. Kate avoided saying out-loud that she liked her own ass, but she presumed the other Kate was on the same page. She had checked it out probably a half-dozen times already anyway, ever since the two had started looking through books side by side.

But when Kate bit her lip, so did her reflection. They didn't need to say it the rest out loud.

One Kate quickly checked over her shoulder down the library corridor, while the other Kate did the same towards the rear entrance. "All clear," she spoke, her voice starting to waver.

"Can you imagine if Yelena walked in on us?" The other laughed. "All clear over here, too." She swiftly closed the distance between the two of them.

The first Kate had barely turned to face the twin before the other grabbed her by her wrists and pinned her from behind to the book shelf. "Fuck, Kate," the woman whispered into her ear. She traced her hands down Kate's back, to her hips, squeezing their bodies close. "I'm so glad we're on the same page."

"Was there ever any doubt?" She asked cheekily, bucking her hips backwards against her clone's body. "If Yelena refuses to get us off—"

"I'm happy to help myself," the other Kate finished the thought, taking the chance to spin her twin's body 180 degrees so the two were face to face. "I'm gorgeous," she whispered, running her hands up the other's body.

"You could say that again," Kate cooed, leaning forward to capture her clone's lips with her own. The kiss was only cautious for an instant – both Kates concerned for that split second that the universe might implode at their touch – but the moment all seemed safe and stable, the dam broke between them. Their mouths opened wide to battle for supremacy, biting and sucking at each other's lips. Their hands were just as aggressive, finding purchase on each other's ass, then chests, then abs, all eager to explore.

"Our body—" she'd gasp. "Fucking amazing—" the other would finish.

The sex was messy and quick, but electric, each woman knowing precisely the points on the other's body that spun her quickest into ecstasy. Within just a handful of minutes, the two had fallen to the floor, their backs against the stacks of books, panting for breath, leaning on each other for support.

"Holy hell, you're good at that," Kate exhaled.

The other brought a hand to her clone's knee and patted her three times. "Right back at you Kate. That was something." She checked her phone. They still had more time to kill. "Round two?"

"Yeah," Kate raised her eyebrows. "But I think we should crack open another book first."

The first Kate cocked her head to the side before the notion hit her. "Pretty and brilliant," she smirked. "Seems like we both agree—"

"—The more, the merrier."

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Gwen about to show herself a really good time.

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Wanda learning to pull her reflection from a mirror might be my new favorite smutty headcanon for the young witch...

"So, you're me?" "And you're me. Bizarre." "Truly bizarre."

Suddenly there are two of them in her small bedroom, wondering what to do with this uncanny out-of-body experience. Until...

"We could... you know..." "What?" "Do things. With each other." "Okay."

At that point in her life, Wanda might not even have known that she liked women — but this was another partner who she could experiment with free of judgement or hesitation. What better way to discover what she likes than to give herself the opportunity to try.

She's her own first, in so many ways. And it's beautiful.

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Self love at its purest.