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The Powerful Women of Marvel

Summary: Sometimes, it's not acting. These women are real heroes, even without the costumes.

Warnings: Abuse/toxic/stalker ex, cursing, just overall angst.

A/n: This one-shot is heavily inspired by a movie called Darling with Anna Kendrick. I saw a scene like this and knew I had to do it with my comfort characters. Forever one of my favorites.

After a read-through of one of the biggest Avengers movies, we all stepped outside, taking in all the excitement of the script and overall direction of the movie. Only women. The Powerful Women of Marvel. There I was in the middle of it. The original, Scarlett Johansson. The next in command and my sister, Lizzie Olsen. Then, there were the newbies. Florence Pugh and Hailee Steinfeld. (Yes, I know there's more, but that’s a lot of people. Please forgive me.)

As we got outside the building, another buzz came from my bag. It had been ringing since we started. Digging through my purse, I emerged with my phone. My feet became one with the pavement.

“Baby?” Lizzie called. “Everything okay?”

“Fuck.” I took off as I shoved my phone into her hands.

“What happened?” Scarlett asked as the girls gathered around.

“Who’s Stalker?” Florence asked while eyeing over the 23 missed calls and 57 text messages. The last one was a photo.

Lizzie held down the message to reveal the photo. A sledgehammer propped up against the bumper of a car. “Shit.” Lizzie took off as the other girls confusingly followed.

I ran as hard as my legs could take me towards the blaring car alarm. As I approached, a man with a sledgehammer took a hefty swing at my side mirror as it skittered across the parking lot. “Hey!” His eyes flew over his shoulder to me.

“About time you showed up.” He threw the handle onto the ground and marched over to me. “Let’s go.” His hand gripped my arm. “Get in the car.”

“What the fuck? Let go of me.” My arms slipped out of his grasp only to be put in a more secure grip

“We are going home now.” He growled in my ear.

“Like hell.” My knee flew into him as he fell to his knees, clutching his precious family jewels.

“You fucking bitch.” He snapped as footsteps quickly approached.

“Leave. Now.” I towered over him.

His anger softened. “You don’t want that. You know it. You love me.” He slowly got to his feet and his hand took mine. His voice. The look… They fooled me once, but never again.

“Babe.” Lizzie called out while his eyes pleaded with me. “Let’s go.” Lizzie slowly approached.

“Get in the fucking car.” He lowered his voice and pulled me closer. His fears now taking over and manifesting as anger again.

“No.” My hand slipped free from his grasp. “Fuck you. If you loved, you wouldn’t have-” His hand came around and struck a fire across my cheek. It wasn’t long until he ended up on floor. I turned back as the blonde was now shaking her hand.

“Fuck that hurt.” Scarlett quickly dragged Florence away as Lizzie came to get me.

“Baby, please.” He stared at me as Lizzie kept whispering in my ear to leave. “You said that we were meant to be. That I was your last. Please.” He got to his feet as Hailee stepped up.

She almost had a whole head on him as she looked down at him. “She said no.” She barked at him.

“Babe,” He pleaded as he sidestepped Hailee. “You know me. You know it’s not me. Come home. Please. It can be how it was before. Just me and you. Together. Like we always planned.” Hailee followed him, keeping herself between him and I.

The sounds of sirens rang off in the distance as he looked over his shoulder. “You bitches! Which one of you did this? Huh?!” Scarlett and Florence stepped up behind Hailee while Lizzie tucked me behind her. “Just let me talk to her.”

“I think you’ve done enough.” Scarlett said. “You should probably leave while you can.”

He scoffed. “Or what?”

“You don’t want to know.” She flipped a switch. At this point, he wasn’t talking to Scarlett Johansson. He was talking to Natasha Romanoff. The sirens got louder as they climbed up the parking lot. “Oops. Too late.” I caught the side angle of the famous Natasha Romanoff smirk.

It wasn’t long before the cops showed up and handcuffed him. After the secure clicks of the cuffs, Lizzie quickly turned around to me and hugged me. My walls came crumbling down as I melting into her arms. The emotions completely overtook me as I sobbed in her arms. My bodyweight outweighed the strength of my legs as I fell to my knees. Lizzie fell with me as she held me.

“You’re okay, baby. He’s gone. He’s never going to hurt you again. I promise.” She whispered as she peppered kissed on my head. It wasn’t long until three other bodies came around me and hugged me.

“Oh my God.” The four of them pulled away as I looked around for Florence. I finally found her as I grabbed her arm and dragged down to her green and purple knuckles.

“It’s fine.” She pulled her hand away. “Are you okay?” The concern in her eyes made my heart drop as I looked away at all of them.

“Why would you do that? You barely even know me. We just meant hours ago. I just-”

“We’re heroes for a living.” Scarlett said. “On and off screen.”

“Plus, he was a total dick.” Hailee said as we all laughed.

The funny, hopefully moment faded from my lips and onto my hands. “I don’t know what to do now.” Lizzie put her hands over mind. I shook my head. “I should’ve done something sooner. I should’ve told you. I should’ve-”

“He should’ve never laid his hands on you.” Lizzie hooked her finger under my chin as I looked up at her. Her cold hand brushed over the burning fire of a handprint on my face. I could almost hear the sizzling of cold meeting hot. “This isn’t your fault.” My lips quivered as I quickly tucked it between my teeth. “It’s not your fault, baby. It never was.”

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Nana

Summary: You grew up under the wing of the Black Widow and even fell in love with her younger sister. Today is a special day. The day your daughter meets Nana.

Warning: I'm sorry for the emotional damage I will cause.

A/n: Hi babe! I'm back. I got some stuff coming up, and I'll probably post a second one today. Anyways, I'm sorry again.

“Baby! Ready to see Nana?” I said as I scooped my baby from my wife’s arms.

“Nana!” She squealed as a few of my giggles slipped out.

“Yeah! Nana...” Yelena held the car's back door open as I buckled the baby in her car seat. I kissed her little forehead before Yelena stepped in to double-check my work. Meanwhile, I got as comfortable as I could with a big dog on my lap.

Yelena stretched her arm over the console and onto my thigh. I put my hand on hers as she smiled with something hidden behind it. “You okay, babe?” I asked as she pulled out of the driveway.

“Yeah… I just wish she was actually here to meet her, you know?” I nodded. “I just miss her.”

I sighed as I squeezed her hand. “Me too…For what it’s worth, I think she’d be very proud of this life you’ve made for yourself. What an amazing Mama you are and an even better wife.” I raised her hand to my lips and kissed it. “I love you, babe.”

“I love you too.” She brought my hand to her lips and did the same. The baby started screaming in the back. “I love you too, baby!” Yelena yelled back as the baby started to giggle.

“Every time.” I said with a little smile.

“I wonder where she gets it from.” I chuckled as I let go of her hand and massaged her neck.

We pulled to the side of the dirt road as Fanny hopped out and started walking down the path. Yelena grabbed the baby and put her on her shoulders as the three of us walked down. As we got closer, I offered to take the baby. Yelena forced a smile as she handed her over.

Yelena took a knee in front of the gravestone and cleaned it up before going around to the side as she pressed her forehead on it. I stepped away with my baby as we picked some flowers deeper in the forest. After a bit, we walked back as Yelena hadn’t moved yet. My baby giggled as she ran back, but stopped.

She dropped her little flowers, ran to the other side, and mirrored Yelena. Sorta. She put her nose on the gravestone and scrunched her face from the cold stone. She squealed and did a little dance as Yelena, and I giggled at her. Yelena stood next to me as we watched her do it again.

“You wanna introduce them?” I asked.

“I think they already know each other.” I hugged her burying my face into her chest.

“She’s such a mama’s girl.” I teased as I kissed her lips.

“I would hope so,” said a deep, raspy voice. We both turned around. “She's a good one.” There she stood. The infamous Black Widow. My mentor. My now sister-in-law. Natasha Romanoff. Or as we call her…

“Nana!” My baby ran over in a breathy giggle. Natasha squatted down in her scuffed black suit as she took in our baby.

I looked up at Yelena and I could see the tears forming in her eyes. “Hey,” Her gaze stuck on the redhead. I grabbed her chin and made her look at me. “Bubba?”

“Please tell me this isn’t real. Tell me this isn’t real.”

“It’s real.” Natasha said as she put the baby on her hip. “It’s always been real, Yelena.”

“H-how are you- how are you here?” Yelena asked as I let her go.

“I’m not sure. I can’t remember much. I just remember showing up at this cabin and the first thing I asked about was you. There was a little cabin with a little girl and woman. They sent me here.”

I put my hand over my mouth as Yelena looked at me. “Natasha, do you know who this is?” She asked, pointing to me. Her eyes scanned over me as she searched for an answer.

“Yelena… it’s fine.” I said as I put my hands on her chest. “Go.” Yelena cupped my face. I faked a smile. “I’m fine. Go introduce your daughter.” She kissed my forehead before walking over to her sister and hugging her. Meanwhile, Natasha’s eyes were glued to me. I looked away. This was a whole new person. This wasn’t Natasha. Not completely, anyway.

“Natasha, this is Allie.” Yelena said, brushing a few strands of her daughter's hair out of her face before looking back up at Natasha. “Short for Alianouva.” I smiled at the three of them despite my broken heart. Oh my God. Clint. I bit the inside of my mouth to distract myself from crying. “Um and this is y/n.” Yelena said pointing to me. “You were her mentor.” Yelena's voice trailed off.

“I’m really sorry…” Natasha said. “I only remember Yelena.”

I shook my head. “No, it's fine. You’re back and that’s all that matters.” I said as I forced a smile.

“Oh my God, Clint.” Yelena said.

“Who’s Clint?” I forced out a breath.

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It’s Just Your Rings

Kate: Well… You were wrong.

Yelena: *tilts her head* Is that so?

Kate: *gulps*

Yelena: Well… I guess I don’t need this then. *throw duffle bag at Kate* I was gonna wear that for our anniversary.

Kate: *opens it and pulls something out* It’s just your rings.

Yelena: Exactly. *walks away*

Kate: *stares at the rings* What?

Kate: *it finally clicks* Oh! Wait! Lena! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I-I- I just meant… Can we just talk about this?! *chases after her*

Source: TikTok

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Baby Gay

Summary: Working on set with your best friend was supposed to be fun, but something feels... off.

A/N: A bit of a long one, buuut I promise it's worth it.

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“It’s pretty nice working with your best friend, huh?” I playfully threw my shoulder into Hailee’s arm as we walked off set.

“It’s alright, I guess.” She replied sarcastically before throwing her arm over me and my arm slide around her waist.

“Nice work, ladies.” The blonde brit approached as I greeted her with a smile. When Hailee didn’t give her usual, ‘thank you’, my eyes shot up to check on her. To my surprise, Hailee’s eyes were glued to Florence.

“Thanks, Pugh. I mean, you absolutely killed it out there!” I gushed as her eyes nervously fell to the floor.

“Not as good as you, darling. You’re so talented.” Her golden green eyes locked with mine.

I chuckled to myself. “Oh shut up.” I shoved her shoulder away.

“I’m serious!” She protested through giggles. “Do you two have plan for dinner tonight?” I visually checked in with Hailee who had yet to say anything.

“Yeah.” I answered for both of us. “My mom actually invited us over for dinner tonight.” My arm wrapped around hers and squeezed to bring her back to reality.

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah. Sorry, I forgot to mention that on the drive over.”

“I see.” Florence’s smile slightly dimmed. “Another time.”

“Forsure.” Hailee finally spoke to Florence.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Her eyes bounced between ours before we walked away to the trailers.

I finished getting changed first as I knocked on Hailee’s trailer door. “Hey, Haiz.” My hand slowly pulled the door open as I entered. Hailee had her back to me with her baggy jeans and white tank on. Her hazel eyes looked at me over her shoulder. “Hey, babe.” She threw her leather jacket over her shoulders. “Ready?”

“No.” Hailee froze for a second before adjusting her jacket. “Not until you tell me what’s wrong?”

“What?!” She tried to push past me. “What are you talking about?”

My hand held her at bay. “Don’t bullshit me, Steinfeld.” I shoved her back. “You were in your head when we- Actually, when I was talking to Florence.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She tried to get past me again as her arm snuck around me and opened the door. “Come on. Let’s not keep your mom waiting.”

“Hailee,” My hand landed on hers as I closed the door. A new look grew on Hailee. One I had never seen before. She was mad. She was mad at me. “We’re not going to my mom’s.”

“What?! But you said- Why?!”

“I just said that because you didn’t seem like you were in a good headspace.” My hand peeled hers from the door.

She took a deep breath. I waited patiently for the flood gates, instead I got chuckles in my face. “It’s not that. It’s just- It’s stupid. Can we just for get about it please?”

She shook her head and started for the door again. I grabbed her chin and made her look me in the eyes. “Tell. Me.” The swirls of light brown and green now locked with mine. My safety net. My safehouse. My place. My home. Although something had shifted. Something on her face that I couldn’t quite read.

“I got nervous.” Her eyes danced between mine. “I… I have a crush.”

My eyebrows raised. “On Florence?”

“Yeaah.” Her voice fell unconfidently with shakiness in her single word. Nervousness? Embarrassment?

“Aww. Really?” My lip pouted out. “Aw, look at my baby gay with her first gay panic.” I pinched her cheek as she swatted my hand away. “Welcome to the Alphabet Mafia. I knew you’d join me eventually.” We shared at laugh as I opened the door. “We’re getting celebratory burgers! On me!” I skipped out as Hailee followed while shaking her head.

“Have you thought about telling your family?” I asked while driving Hailee home.

“Um, yeah. I think they’ll be fine with it.”

“Psh, yeah they will. They love you so much. I wouldn’t see why not. I’m just saying if you ever have any questions, you know you can talk to me right?” I took a flash look at her in the passenger seat. Her head looked out the window and her mind on someone else. My hand stretched over the console and onto her thigh. She slightly jumped at contact. “You really like this girl, huh?”

“I don’t know.” She mindlessly answered.

The car pulled into her driveway as I threw it park. “What else is bothering you?” My body leaned against the door.

“What? Nothing's bothering me.”

With my arms crossed over my chest, I gave her a look of really? “Hailee, I can read you like a children’s book. Stop holding back from me.”

“I actually- I don’t know.” She threw her head into the headrest. “What about coming out to the public? What if it’s just a phase or what if the press ruins the relationship or what if-?”

“Babe.” Her quick spew of words came to halt. “Fuck them. You only need to come out to the people you care about. If they truly care about you, then then will love you and Florence.” She bit her lip and looked out the window again. “Hey,” I squeezed her thigh. “You deserve to be happy. And if your happiness makes other people upset, then that’s on them. You’re not responsible for their emotions and feelings. Understand?” She nodded.

I got up and walked around the car. I opened her door and opened my arms. Her worried melted in my arms as I squeezed her tight. “Get some sleep. Don’t forget you’re picking me up tomorrow. I will see you the morning.” My hand slightly pushed on her waist as she peeled away. “The second one is the most important. Please don’t forget that one.” She giggled as we walked to her door. “There she is.” I sang as we stopped at her door. On my toes, I pecked a kiss on her cheek. “Goodnight, Haiz.”

“Goodnight. Text me when you get home.” She opened her door with the biggest smile.

“Will do.”

With coffee in hand and bag in the other, my feet trudged out to Hailee’s car. “Well good morning, sunshine.” Hailee said with her typical early bird smile.

“I will never understand how you’re so chipper this early in the morning. I seriously need a gallon of coffee to recover from the World War 3 going on between my body and my mind just to get out fo bed.” She laughed.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?”

“Well you chose me so what does that make you?”

“Hmm...crazy.” I shrugged as I took a sip of my coffee.

“You said it, not me.” Hailee reached her hand over onto my thigh as we drove off. This was one of the things I loved about my friendship. She understood how much of a cuddly person I am because she was one too. I’ve never had a friendship like this before. But Haiz wasn’t like my other friends. She knew me on a deeper level than most people. She was my rock and I was hers

Flashback to five years ago

“Hi, I’m Hailee.” The taller girl looked down at me with a sweet smile.

“Hi. I’m y/n.” I smiled back. “Sorry. I’m a little nervous. This is my first big movie like this.”

She simply smiled back. She didn’t make fun of me or belittle me. Instead, she playfully threw her shoulder into me. “You’re gonna do amazing. I can feel it.”

My back straightened up with confidence. “You know what? No. We are gonna do amazing.” I offered her my hand as she quickly took it and we walked onto set.

“I can’t believe you’re dating Niall Horan!” We only met a couple days ago, but it felt like we met a lifetime ago.

“I can’t believe you’re dating Dove-” My hand flew over her mouth.

“Shhh.” My head on a swivel as I looked around for any witnesses. “I’m not out yet.”

“What does that mean?”

“Out?” She nodded. “Like I haven’t told anyone that I’m…” I checked my surroundings again. “That I’m lesbian.” My head dropped. “To anyone really… I mean beside to Dove. Of course.” My head quickly snapped back up to her. “I guess that makes you the second person.”

“Well, I’m very honored to be the second.” Her face beaming with a prideful smile.

“You…” My confidence felt faulty as my eyes wandered off. “You don’t have to pretend. I get it if it makes you feel uncomfortable and you don’t wanna be my friend anymore.”

“No! No. No at all! I mean, you’re happy and in love. What more could you ask for?”

The glimmer of hope and love in my eyes could be seen from space. “Thank you…”

“For what?”

"For not leaving me.”

“You’re stuck with me forever now.”

“You know, you’re my favorite person in the whole world, right?” I took in her side profile as a little grin formed.

“Yeah.” She squeeze my thigh. “Of course, I love hearing you say it, though.”

“Can you promise me something?” She stopped at a red light and nodded for me to continue. “Promise me that no matter what happens, no matter who you end up with that you’ll still be my best friend.”

“I promise.” My hand squeezed the back of hers. “You’re stuck with me forever.”

My smile started to get too big as I bit my lip. “I didn’t know you could read minds.” My happiness now pouring out through the redness of my cheeks. “I know, I don’t say this nearly enough, but thank you. You do so much for me. You’ve always been there for me. Through all the highs and lows. Through thick and thin. I can’t imagine where I’d be without you.”

“And I would do it all over again. I quite literally would do anything for you.” Her attention went back to the road as the light changed.

“I’d do anything for you too. You know, I’d even third wheel with you so you can go after yet another blonde brit.” I chuckled to myself. “Although this one is a significant upgrade.” The car was silent as Hailee was focused on the road ahead. Whatever would get her closer to her newfound love interest. I let her mind wander as I pulled out my phone.

Hailee pulled into the parking lot as she threw her car in park. “Love,” Hailee said as I hopped out of the car. “I need to tell you something.”

My legs cautiously got back in the passenger seat with the door close behind me. “Well, that’s always a fun conversation starter.”

“Look, I just need you to listen to me. Just- just don’t say anything, okay?” I nodded as she took a deep breath. “I lied.” My eyebrows furrowed at her. “I don’t have a crush on Florence.” I tried to control my facial expressions as she continued. “Actually, I don’t have a crush on anyone.” She’s lost me now. So she doesn’t like women? “I’m actually in love.” I released my breath and pouted my lip. “With you.” I blinked a few times as my brain tried to process the last two words. With me? They spun around in my head as I started to get lightheaded. “I just saw Florence checking you out and complimenting you and, I don’t know, this like feeling in my stomach. I was angry and sad and hurt. It’s all confusing. Just thinking about you being with Florence made me sick. Maybe I’m just being possessive, but no one could ever love you like I could. I mean, if you’ll let me or even remotely feel the same. I’m scared I may be ruining this amazing friendship we have, but fuck it. I want to be happy and in love with you.” Hailee took a deep breath after the spiel.

“Can I speak now?” She nodded cautiously. “Hailee Steinfeld, can I please take you on a date tonight?”

She smiled. “I would love that more than anything.”

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Pretty Little Finger Powers

Wanda: I'm gonna shower. Care to join me, Natty?

Nat: Wanda Django Maximoff. My baby, my love, my witch, my wife.

Wanda: Yes, malyshka?

Nat: If I ever say no that question, I want you to use your pretty little finger powers on me. Understand?

Wanda: *Plays with her little orbs before heading to the shower* Which ones?

Credit: Modern Family

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You Are Worthy

Summary: A little fanfix from AoU. You're Thor's daughter and had to show the boys up.

Warnings: Just fluuuuuffff. My baby deserved this.

A/N: Hiii. Last weekend was hectic, buuut here's the posts you were gonna get, plus a bonus one. Enjoy! 🥰

Masterlist

“Goddess,” A whisper came from the doorway. In the reflect of the mirror, the redhead leaned against the doorframe in her dark red suit. “How did I get so lucky, huh?” She pushed off the door frame. “I don’t deserve you.” She whispered as her arms snaked around my waist and her lips placed a gentle kiss on my shoulder.

“You do.” My head leaned up against hers. “You deserve everything, baby. You are one of the greatest heroes in the world, but more importantly,” I spun around to face her. “The greatest girlfriend in the world.”

She scoffed. “You must be talking about yourself.” She deflected as I glared at her.

”I’m serious, Natasha.” I kissed her lips. We moved like an ocean of love and lust. I slowly pulled away as she sighed. “I know, you don’t believe me, but it’s true. You are worthy of good things. You’re an amazing person.” My finger swiped away some strands of red away from her warm, green eyes. “Don’t be so mean to yourself… okay?”

She defeatedly nodded as she kissed my nose. “I’ll try. Just for you.”

I shook my head. “Do it for you.”

“Okay Thor. Put her down again. I need to try again.” Tony said as the Avengers quickly gathered around the show. My father laid his hammer down gently on the table as Tony stepped up. He tapped his watch as both of his gloves grew onto his hands and up his arms. He strained as he pulled and his thruster were fully engaged, but to no avail Mjonir did not budge. I chuckled to myself as I made myself comfortable in Nat’s lap, wrapping my arm around her neck.

“Baby, have you ever tried?” I whispered in her ear.

She shook her head. “That’s not an answer I need to be confirmed by a godly weapon. Thank you, but no thank you.”

“Would you try for me?” She looked at me searching and scanning for the joke part of what I asked her. “I bet you’d look really sexy holding it.” I whispered while nibbling on her ear.

“No.” She simply replied.

“Pleeeease.” I pouted my lip.

“Wow. You’re really pulling all the tricks out, huh?” I nodded, eagerly. “No. I don’t want to.” I sighed as I looked at my father and back at Tony. “You do it.”

I looked around the room. All the men had tried to lift my father’s hammer several times. Tony, Bruce, and Clint had tried in the past. Actually multiple triumphant attempts. The only one with any really progress was Cap. The slight wiggle of the hammer gave my father the slight tension in his chest. The women around the table simply refused. Maybe it was the internal notion that we all felt… The fear of not being good enough. The fear of rejection. The fear of being shamed.

“Fine. I will.” A devilish plan formulated in my head. All eyes shifted to me as I strutted my way over to the hammer. “One question, though.” The crowd’s curiosity only grew. “Has anyone ever wanted to kiss me?” A few shy hands raised as Natasha’s eyes narrowed at me. “Aww come on, babe. I feel like you're obligated to raise your hand.” She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at me. “Fine,” I put my hand around the handle as it lightly came up. I pointed the hammer at Kate and Peter who had her hand up. “I guess, I’m making dreams come true tonight.” I looked over at my father who beamed proudly as I flipped the hammer in my hand.

“Fine.” Natasha said as she raised her hand. I quickly threw the hammer at her hand as she caught it. My jaw dropped as I smiled at her.

“I knew it!” I ran back to her, giggling as a small like grin grew on the redhead’s face. She dropped the hammer as it fell through the floor and I jumped in her arms. “I told you.”

“Whatever.” She shook her head before pulling me in for an Earth-shattering kiss for the night we’d remember for the rest of lives.

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Love is for Children

Nat: Love is stupid

Wanda: *wears Nat's jacket*

Nat: Love isn't real

Wanda: *hums in the kitchen while she cooks*

Nat: Love is for children.

Wanda: *scrunches nose and smiles*

Nat: ...Fuck

Wanda: *Saves her life*

Nat: I- um...

Wanda: *walks up behind Nat and whispers in her ear* Goo goo gaga, сука.

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Hands

Y/n: *pokes Natasha’s face and giggles*

Nat: *Groans and balls her fist* Why? Just why?

Y/n: *smirks*

Yelena: She likes your groans.

Y/n: *gulps*

Yelena: And she likes watching the veins in your hand when you make a fist.

Nat: *smirks back* Is that so?

Y/n: *burning red face and anxiously sweating*

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She Does Talk

Summary: Have you ever wanted to be the quiet, mysterious girl? Have you ever wanted to be a badass Marvel heroine? Here is your chance. Enjoy.

Warnings: Jealousy, sparring. Nothing too crazy

Masterlist

“Hey guys. This is our new recruit.” Tony said as we entered the room. Eyes shifted to me as I flashed a smile. “Hey!” Tony’s voice boomed as I looked at him. He wasn’t talking to me. “No flirting.”

Following his line of sight, I landed on the redhead. “I didn’t even say anything yet.”

“Well your eyes did, Romanoff.” Her green eyes grabbed mine. Feeling the tension in the room, I simply smiled it off and took in the other faces while avoiding a particular set of blue eyes.

“Let me show you around.” Now refocused on him, he gave me a tour of the place. I nodded every once in while as he took me around the all too familiar hallways. “Aaand this is you.” He sang.

“Thank you, Mr. Stark.”

“It’s Tony.” My head bobbed as I stepped into my room. “Oh,�� My head thrown over my shoulder. “You’ll be working with Agent Romanoff tomorrow morning. 7 AM.

“Yes, sir.” His eyes warranted more to the conversation as my body turned to give him my full attention.

“Um, if Romanoff gives you any issues, we can change it.”

“I appreciate it, sir.”

His mouth slightly opened, but quickly zipped back up. “Goodnight, Agent.”

“Night.”

My body tossed and turned throughout the night. It was weird to be here. It was weird to be here alone. Throwing all the minutes where my body decided to let me sleep, I scrapped together maybe 3 hours until the frustrating alarm went off at 5 AM. In a black sports bra and spandex set, I made my way to the gym. The light poured through the window. Peering inside, the gym was packed. I guess we were all mentally fucked in our own way. My gym bag was readjusted on my shoulder before slipping in.

The door slammed closed as eyes snapped to me. “Hey Agent.” My eyes followed the sound as the smug redhead was waiting for my acknowledgement. “Come over here.”

My feet carried me over to the bench presses, where her and the blonde were sitting. “Yes, Agent Romanoff?”

“Oh! She does talk!” Her serious demeanor contrasted her sarcastic tone.

“Well, I don’t waste my breath on just anyone.” The corner of my lips raised.

“Ooo, I like her.” The blonde commented. Her hand jetted out. “Yelena Belova.” A glance at her hand as I smiled and nodded at her. Romanoff snickered as she pulled her hand back.

“Welcome to the team, Agent.” The blonde man joined us. “I’m Steve Rogers.”

“Thanks. Can’t wait to work with you.” I said, dryly. “Are we done here?” His eyebrows raised before clearing his throat.

“I hope we can fix your attitude before your first mission.” His voice more authoritative compared to his previously friendlier voice. “You are a part of a team now. You need to play nice.”

My eyes rolled. “I can play nice,” I reassured him. “But my attitude isn’t what you should be worried about.” My eyebrow shot up before isolating myself on the sparring mat in the corner of the room. My gym bag thrown on the floor and my headphones on as I tuned out the world. I stretched out in preparation for the consequences of my words, going into a full split side split and into front splits.

A tap on my shoulder and my eyes snapped up to the find a blue set. One side of my headphones slipped off as she asked, “Wanna spar?”

My playful finger tapped on my chin. “I don’t know. I have training in a few hours. I don’t want you tiring me out,” I smirked at her. “Yet.”

“I’ll go easy, c’mon.” She offered me her hand.

“Fine. Just don’t hit me too hard.” I jokingly pouted and kicked my bag off the mat. We both readied up and smirked at each other. “Although I know you actually don’t hit hard so I’ll-” Her fist interrupted my teasing as my head ducked under while my fist met her abs. She left out a guttural groan, followed by an ‘ooo’ from the audience. She staggered back and glared at me. My tongue jetted out like a little kid as she chuckled to herself.

She waved me on as I cracked my neck. My combos flew at her. My fists and feet failed to make contact as she ducked and weaved around them until I finally made hit something. Her hand caught my fist. Shit. Pulling me along and my body was flung over her shoulder. Somehow, I managed to get my feet under me as I spun around to face her.

“You almost had me there.” My voice a bit breathy. A quick inhale as my leg swept her feet. Now on top of her, a smug look washed over me. “Ha.” She reflected the look. Oh, no. She knocked me off balance as I found myself underneath her. Her hands trapped my wrists above my head as we both were fighting to catch our breaths. She towered over me. “This is why you wanted to spar with me, huh?”

She shrugged. “Kinda.” Her sexy smirk poked through.

“Alright, enough you two.” We were snapped out of our little world. “I see you two have met before.” Steve commented as I snuffed my laughter and looked away.

“So much for being subtle.” I mumbled as she shoved me into the mat and sat back on my hips.

“Right.” She rubbed her neck. “Guys. This is my girlfriend.” I propped myself onto my elbows and waved.

“Her? You’re dating her?” The redhead stared at Kate in shock. Kate opened her mouth to speak as my two fingers drew down her jawline and redirected her attention. Pinching her chin and drawing her closer, my lips poured love and lust into hers.

My chuckle against her lips made her pull away to answer her as if it wasn’t clear enough. “Yes, she’s dating me.” I sent a smirk her way. “Got a problem with that, Red?”

“I like her a little less now.” Yelena said as I tuned out the comment. Kate got to her feet and helped me up.

“Well this saves me the question of if I could sneak into your room tonight.” I looked up at her.

“You know you’re always welcome to stay with me, love.”

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Stupid Leaf

Summary: Florence has made a new friend! (based off of an old IG post from Flo)

Warnings: Just sweetness and fluff!

“Baaaaby!” Florence shouted from the backyard. My shoulder leaned against the doorway as I adjusted my robe for the neighbors’ sake with one hand and held my coffee in the other.

“Yes darling?” The blonde looked me over my shoulder.

“Come here! Come meet my new friend.” The pure innocence and joy on her face was more than enough motivation to push off the wall and join her outside. It had to be another snail. Florence adored snails more than anything in the world. Well, besides me. ;) With closer inspection, Florence instead had a leaf on her finger. That was until it slowly moved and it became clear that the leaf was actually a little butterfly.

“Y/n, this is Gerald. Gerald, this my girlfriend, Y/n”

“Hello, Gerald. So you’re the one keeping my girlfriend from me, huh?” My hands drifted around her waist possessively while mean-mugging the stupid leaf. It quickly washed away with one glance at my beautiful girlfriend.

Her gaze was unmoved from Gerald as she gushed over him. “I saved him and now he doesn’t want me to leave me.” Her body melted further into as she only fell more in love with the bug, giving him looks that she would give to me. “Isn’t he beautiful?”

It was nice to finally see it in real time. I only saw her glance from either photos of us or head on. If I’m being honest, I still missed it when she looked at me directly because my head was off thinking about how perfect she is. My darling. My Earth angel. My girlfriend. My future wife.

“Love, do you think I may have shocked him or do you think he’s in love with my finger?” She asked, completely enchanted by him.

That was short-lived as I snapped. “Hey!” She jumped. “Those are my fingers. I need them.” Gerald fluttered in the air while Florence’s fist came swinging at my arm. “Ow.” He carefully came back down and landed on the tip of her nose.

Now wide-eyed and crossed-eyed, she was inseparable from him. “I was about to be really mad at you.” She whispered. “But all is forgiven.” I whipped out my phone and started snapping some pictures while Florence made some silly faces.

“You’re so adorable, my darling.” She giggled as she walked around with Gerald. “I’ll be inside if you need, okay?”

“Yup.” She wandered off, completely unphased by my absence as I chuckled to myself.

“And here I was worried about other actors stealing her from me.” I mumbled into my mug.

With some hot breakfast off the stove, I began washing dishes as Florence danced around with Gerald still on her nose and talking nonsense with him. “She’s too good for this world.” I stepped away to put the dishes away until… “Baaabe!”

I giggled to myself as I closed the cabinets and prepared for the show. The door swung open and a pouty face with crocodile tears appeared in the doorway. “Aww, qué pasó, mi amor?” She trudged over as I welcomed her with open arms. She started crying on my shoulder as I rubbed her back.

“He flew away!” I did my best to stifle my laughter but a few giggles slipped out. She pulled away and punched my arm. “Don’t laugh at me!”

“I’m so sorry, angel.” I tucked her back in to hide my smile. “He’ll come back.”

Her head poked out from my arms. “You really think so?” She asked as I cupped her dampened cheeks.

“I know so.” I kissed her forehead while wiping away stray tears. “Maybe he went to eat. I think you should eat too.”

“Okay!” She replied with a brand new chipper attitude.

“Mama!” The little girl shouted from the backyard. My shoulder leaned against the doorway as I adjusted my hoodie with one hand and held my coffee in the other.

“Yes princess?” Her head and my wife’s head whipped over to me. My daughter flashed a big, toothy grin as I headed over.

“I made a new friend!” She raised her finger with a familiar leaf.

“Wow.” I crouched next to her. “They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” She nodded excitedly. I turned my attention to the stupid leaf. “Gerald,” Eyebrow furrowed and eyes narrowed. “I see you’ve returned for my daughter.”

Although the leaf didn’t have a response, my wife did as a sharp pain flew across the back of my head. I sucked air through my teeth as my hands tried to soothe the pain.

“Hehe. Gerald.” My daughter giggled as she skipped off, giving the leaf a tour of the backyard. I stood up and was engulfed by Florence.

“See. I told you he’d come back.” I looked down at her. Her soft hand cradled my face before pulling me in for a kiss. She slowly pulled away as I whined. She shut me up with a quick peck.

“I love you, darling.” I mumbled into her lips as I squeezed her body.

“I love you too, love.”

“Mama! Mummy!” Our attention refocused on the little girl. “Look!” She giggled as Gerald had found a new home on the center of her face. “Gerald likes my nose.”

“She’s truly your child.” I whispered in her ear before pecking her cheek. Florence gave me a proud mum smile before heading over to take pictures. “Oh, God. I hope he doesn’t fly away.”

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My Favorite Hoodie

Natasha: Baby, have you seen m-

Natasha: *glaring at you in her favorite hoodie*

Natasha: MY favorite hoodie?

Y/n: You mean my favorite hoodie?

Y/n: *twirls in the hoodie like it’s a dress*

Natasha: *death stare*

Y/n: But- but it smells like you… *puppy eyes*

Natasha: *pulls the hoodie over your eyes to hide her little smile*

Natasha: I’d really prefer to call it our favorite hoodie

Natasha: *throws you over her shoulder as you yelp*

Natasha: But now you owe me cuddles and head scratches!

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Y/n: *crying in their room*

Natasha: *breaks into the room and leans against the door frame* I look too good in red. Give me a good reason to add some more.

Y/n: He- he broke up with me.

Natasha: That will work. *leaves the room*

Natasha: Yelena, let’s go! He-

Yelena: I heard everything. I knew it was a good idea to sharpen my knives.

Yelena: *stops out side the door with rope in hand* Are you coming ?

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One Week

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Summary: To say your girlfriend is possessive is an understatement... especially when it comes to your ex.

Warnings: Smut! Fingering, Choking, Exhibitionism, Daddy Kink, Slight cum control.

A/n: All my favorite things in one. Hope you enjoy.

“Bucky, I need you to go undercover with y/n.” Yelena’s grip on my thigh tightened under the table. My hand rubs hers to try and coax her down, but more so I bring back circulation back to my leg. “I need you to be a couple.”

“I don’t think that’s a great idea.” I sat across Yelena’s lap and covered her ears and made her look away. “This might sound crazy but she’s the jealous type.” I sarcastically whispered as brought her face back to me and kissed her.

“You know, I still heard you.”

“That was the point, love.”

“Don’t worry, Yelena. I’ll take good care of your girl.” Bucky said with a smirked. I sighed as I was lifted onto the table and Yelena was gone.

“Hey. Hey! Enough guys.” Tony said trying to break it up but to no avail. More Avengers stepped in as I looked at my nails. “Y/n, do something!”

I sighed again. “A week.” I said in my normal voice and Yelena immediately stopped. I looked at her as she had Bucky in the headlock. “Let go.” She immediately dropped him. “I’ll do it.” I looked at Tony. “But Yelena’s off the mission.”

“What? No, baby.” She pleaded.

“If you say one more word, I will make it two.”

“Consider it done.” Tony said as I nodded.

“Brief me on the ride over.” Tony nodded. “Lena, Buck. A word.” I stepped outside of the meeting room as they quickly followed me. “You,” I pointed at Bucky. “Are not helping the situation. Do not tease her. I will not stop her from killing you next time.”

He scoffed. “Doll,”

“No. Shut it and I told you don’t call me that.” I looked over to Yelena, “And you,” She reached out to cup my face as I slapped her hand away. “You know better. He’s always trying to get to you.” She opened her mouth to speak, but quickly closed it. “Go ahead.”

“How am not supposed to get angry? He’s your ex.”

“Yeah and he’s my ex for a reason and you’re my girlfriend for a reason.” I said as I wrapped my arms around her neck as her hands rested on my hips. “Right?” She nodded. “Kiss me.” I smirked at her. She pulled me in. Her head leaned towards me as I pulled away. She whined as she tried again. I hummed against her lips as my ex walk away shortly after.

My lips moved down her neck leaving a mixture of kisses and devilish chuckles vibrating on her neck. “You have 24 hours to show me why I should let you touch me for the next week.” I whispered in her ear. She slammed me into wall as her leg slipped between mine. I let out a breathy moan as she laid kisses on my neck.

“My room, now.” She whispered in a raspier voice.

“No.” She pulled away and looked at me confused. “Show everyone why I’m yours.” She growled as she quickly slipped her hands into my sweatpants and ran her fingers over my damp panties. “You see, I promise you, Bucky’s never made me this wet before.”

Her free hand quickly wrapped around my neck. Her cold rings on my hot neck only added to the experience. “You keep his name out of your mouth.”

“Yes daddy.” She pulled my underwear to the side.

“No, not now. Say my name. I want everyone to know you’re mine.” She quickly slipped two fingers in me. Rings and all.

“Fuck, Yelena.” I was able to squeak out through her fingers. She started curled her fingers inside of me, dragging them harshly along my insides. “Mmm, that feels so good.” I said as the meeting door open. I smirked at them as Yelena’s fingers pounded into me. Their eyes quickly darted away.

Yelena started pumping faster into me and aggressively grabbed my chin. “Pay attention to me.” I nodded as she added a third finger. I bit my lip. “No, no, no.” Her thumb pulled my lip out from between my teeth. “Let those moans out. I wanna hear them. I want everyone to hear them.” I let out a big moan.

Between Yelena’s determination to satisfy me and her raging jealousy, my whorish moans slipped out as she mercilessly fucked me, earning every gasp, moan, and praise from me.

“Fuck, Lena. I’m so close. Can I cum?” She just gave me a devilish smile. “No, baby please. Please. Please. Let me cum. I wanna cum.”

“Keep going.” She egged me on.

“Please, Yelena. I only wanna cum for you. Let me cum for you, baby.” My walls twitched around her as I tried to walk the line holding my high, but not letting it crash over me.

“Tell me, did he ever make you cum like me?”

“No, baby. I don’t have to-” I stopped myself and bit my lip.

She smirked at me. “Tell me, babygirl.”

“I don’t have to fake it. God, you make me so good, Yelena. Please”

“Give to me, princess.” I let go as I screamed her name. My nails dug into her shoulder as I groaned back. “Good girl. How am I doing?”

“Round 2. In your room. Now.” I whispered.

“How about?” She looked at the meeting room as I furiously nodded.

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Aggressive Affection

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Summary: Your girlfriend, Nat, just came back for a mission and she has a new way of showing her affection.

Warnings: Swearing, A lot aggression

A/n: I just wanted to credit the Tiktok couple I got this from. @ 6lair. Definitely check out their playlist of aggressive affection. It's hilarious and cute. Anyways, I could only see Nat doing this so here we are.

The car lowly rumbled into the compound parking lot as a crossed-armed redhead occupied my parking spot. The window slowly slid down as her eyes held daggers at my throat.

“Where the fuck were you?!”

My jaw hit the floor as her angry growl echoed off the walls. “Excuse me?” Her serious demeanor slight pulled back out of fear. “First of all, I know you’re not speaking to me like that.” Her act refortified. “And secondly, you could’ve called and I would have gladly told you where I was.”

“Well first of all,” she said, mocking my tone. My raised eyebrow checked her as her voice whined, “you didn’t kiss me this morning.” My smile poked through. “And secondly, you shouldn’t be touching doors.” She leaned her head into the car as I fought my laughter to stay in character in whatever weird skit this was. “Now give me a kiss.”

“I’m sorry.” My chuckles escaped as I pecked her lips. “You were sleeping and I wanted to surprise you with-”

“And you carried these bags!” She snapped at me. “That’s it! You’re bedridden for the rest of the day.” She scolded.

My hand shoved her face out. “Oh my God, Natasha. You’re being fucking ridiculous.” The windows glided up as a little pouty lip popped out.

“You’re breaking my heart, darling. You’re not allowed to call me that.” Her voice slightly muffled through the window. She opened the door and offered me her hand.

“I’m just saying, baby,” My arms draped over her shoulders. “You just got back from a three-month mission.” She leaned down and laid another kiss on me. Soft and loving. Unlike her tone. I slowly pulled away to finish my thought before it got swept away with the flood of affection from my girlfriend. “I should be spoiling you.”

She walked me back and forcefully shoves me into the rear door of the car. “Stay.” Her red locks ducked into the car as I rolled my eyes at her. She emerged with the bags as she stared me down. “You better wake me up next time.” With all four bags dangling from her one arm, she grabbed my hands with the other. “I never wanna miss another goddamn minute with you and your beautiful self. Understand?”

“Fine. I will because I love spending time with you, especially after you just come back from a mission.” She stepped in front of me and opened the door. “I think it’s very fucking sexy that my girlfriend saves the world for a living.”

“Good because I love keeping you safe.” She followed me into the kitchen as she continued to berate me. “I also love how understanding you are about my job! Fuck! About everything!” She slung the bags onto the counter. “You are quite literally the best thing that has ever happened to me!” A little smug smile slipped onto her face while started cooking.

“Oh yeah? Well, you make me the happiest woman on this Earth. Now shut the fuck up or I will kiss that little fucking smile off your face.”

“I wish you would.” Her smile broaden as she taunted it in my face.

“Maybe I will!” I shoved her.

“You won’t!” She shoved me back.

“Watch me!” My fingers pinched her chin and brought her lips down to mine.

“I am so confused. What is happening right now?” The Russian voice asked as she pulled away.

“God, you’re so fucking perfect.” Natasha threw her hands up. “You!” She sat up on the counter while I continued cooking. “I’m gonna make you my fucking wife.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time because I swear, I would be so lucky to call you my wife.” I pointed at her with my spatula before slapping it onto the counter. “You always make me feel so happy and safe. I swear to God, I love you more and more every single fucking day. I didn't even think that was possible!” Natasha marched off down the hallway.

“Is this how all relationships are?” Yelena asked Kate.

“Nope. Not at all.” She simply replied.

“I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m not upset by it.” I giggled and whispered. “Honestly, aggressive affection suits her.”

“Woman! If you keeping doing that adorable little giggle, I’m gonna take you to our room and please the shit out of you.”

“That’s my cue to leave.” Yelena got up and left with Kate.

“You better get your ass in bed right now so I can feed you your breakfast and IF you eat it all, I’ll let you have dessert.” I plated her food and walked down the hallway.

“What are you talking about?! Of course, I'm going to eat it all because you're an amazing cook!” She wrapped her arms around my waist and walked behind me as headed to out room. Her lips gently kissing my shoulder and neck as she whispered in my ear. “And you always taste delicious for me.”

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One Shot Masterlist

Updated: 10/21

Fluff: ☁️

Angst:🔥

Smut:🌶️

Motherhood:👩‍👧

Sad: 💧

My Heart | Natasha Romanoff

Aggressive Affection ☁️🔥- This type of is Nat's love language (and mine too).

You Are Worthy ☁️ - Fixfic for AoU

Fr tho... Pockets | Yelena Belova

One Week🔥🌶️- Everyone has their own way of discpline. This is yours... and it's effective.

Nana - Another fixfic. You're welcome.

Doggo Mama | Kate Bishop

She Does Talk ☁️🔥- Living out my mysterious girl dreams.

I Hear You - The importance of listening...

Early Anniversary - Best girlfriend award goes to me. Thank you.

Hard of Hearing, Not Deaf - No summary... Just... You're welcome.

Chaotic Queen | Florence Pugh

Stupid Leaf ☁️👩‍👧- Mama Flo... You're welcome.

My Goddess - I worship the ground she walks on.

Multifaceted Mommy | Hailee Steinfeld

Baby Gay - Hailee isn't the jealous type... sure.

World War III - The world will know no peace until one of you is right.

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Welcome Home!

Hi, babe. My name is Saren. I’m non-binary and use they/them pronouns. Also, I’m queer (as if that wasn’t obvious enough)

I write mostly for Kate, Yelena, Hailee and Florence. Also, I’ll throw in some random Nat ones here and there as well.

This is an 18+ blog. I love my spicy smut with a douse of angst and a sweet spot for fluff. It is truly chaotic. You’ve been warned!

On here, there will be some hard no’s my blog:

Obviously, don’t copy my shit. If you want to use my writing for inspo, hit me up.

Also very obviously, don’t be a dick. Not just to me, but to other people as well.

Back to writing, I don’t write about dark theme (i.e. self-harm, suicidal thoughts) I try to write positive stuff.

I don’t do incest or nonconsensual smut.

On the flipside, there will be some reoccurring things I’d like you to know:

The reader will always be female. Varies from masc-presenting and fem-presenting and sometimes both.

I try and avoid using y/n just to make it a bit more immersive.

When I’m writing about Yelena, more often than not there will be a conversation about asexuality. As someone who falls on the spectrum of asexuality, it’s important to me. If you’re not interested, go find another writer.

I talk about healing and health relationships. I rarely write about toxic shit.

Anyways with that out of the way, I love you guys so much. I appreciate you taking the time to read this. I hope my writing brings you as much happiness as it bring me to make it.

Once I get some more followers, I might post my long fanfics, buuut we'll see.

Side note: Yes, I another blog before this, so if any of this seems familiar... Hi again!

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