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Pt 1 Can I please request Natasha x small fem reader? R is small, adorable, incredibly sweet and understanding. However she’s had a rough and painful past but nobody knows but Nat. Because of this they have a close bond, Nat is very protective and deeply in love with R but has yet to tell her. One day a new recruit tries to flirt with R, making her incredibly uncomfortable. Pt 2 The recruit starts to become a bit handsy and tries to lean in and kiss R causing her to freeze up in distress. Natasha seeing this, immediately becomes protective and angry, and comes to her rescue. After breaking his wrist and scaring him away, R immediately clings to Nat hugging her and hiding her face in her shoulder. Pt 3 Nat slightly blushing, returns the hug and whispers words of comfort. Seeing it as a good time as any, Nat confesses and swears to protect R. R hearing this, gives a blushy smile and pulls Nat down to a kiss causing Nat to freeze in shock before melting into the kiss and pulling R closer. When they pull away, R tells Nat she loves her as well and Nat asks her to be her girlfriend. It’s a really fluffy request, and I hope it makes sense.
Saw this request once and copied it, I'm not sure if the blog I had it from is still active, I couldn't find them again
I didn't want to make the assault too drastic because it's triggering for me and I left the wrist snapping out because I don't think Nat would get that violent infront of someone who is already scared, I hope it's still accurate enough for the request!!
TW: MIGHT TRIGGER PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN SEXUALLY ASSAULTED, NO CLEAR DESCRIPTION BUT PERSON BASICALLY DOESN'T LET READER LEAVE FOR A FEW SECONDS SO BE CAREFUL IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE WHEN IT COMES TO STUFF LIKE THIS
"Need help putting those mats away pretty girl?" You whirled around at the question, having been too deep in thoughts to notice one of the new recruits coming up to you. Natasha, who was only a few feet away and putting some of the training equipment away as well immediately looked over, ready to step in if he came any closer.
You had quite the rough past and were sensitive when it came to men because of it so she naturally always had her eyes on you, especially at Tony's famous parties where her being around you was the only thing that helped with the sometimes disgusting comments and flirting approaches of men. They seemed to take you as easy targets, you were quite small and looked fragile even though you did posses enough strength to fight very well - which had gotten you in this position, as one of the trainers of new recruits at the Avengers facility.
"It's fine, thank you, enjoy your break." You cursed yourself internally for how high pitched your voice sounded, already getting nervous at the sight of the bulky man who often flirted with you, standing right in front of you . Him calling you 'pretty girl', something you definitely didn't want to be called by him, only made it worse. You wanted to call him out on it but him being so close made your throat close up and you knew anything you would say now would come out squeaky and quietly, so you just let it slide.
He leaned against the wall to your left, making you feel even more trapped, your heart beat slowly getting faster and more erratic.
"I actually wanted to ask you if you could come and help me with something real quick, there is this one move I just can't get right." He smiled slightly at you and since he was a recruit and you were obligated to train and help him, you nodded and went with him to one of the training rings.
He began rambling about how this one pose was difficult because of his balance.
It was a quite easy stance made to set up an attack but since people have different talents you didn't want to judge and gently tapped against his knee to get it more outwards, explaining to him how it will help distribute the weight and make him shoot forward faster once he moves to attack. He seemed to only be listening halfway, his eyes set on you - or more like the naked skin between your training shirt and your leggins.
"Is this the right way, princess?" You almost couldn't keep your pokerface at the use of this cringy pet name so you opted so simply shaking your head and moved closer to correct his slumped pose that lacked all tension.
You tried to remember how you yourself had once struggled with some fighting poses, lacking the strength and balance that you now, after a lot of training, possessed and that you should be patient with others who are still learning.
Natasha on the other side of the room had been listening and watching while cleaning up and the grip she had on the mat in her right hand at the use of the pet name for you was already so tight that it had marks. She closely watched, easily reading your body language that clearly showed that you had absolutely no interest in him but the recruit didn't seem to understand that and moved even closer before putting his hand on your shoulder and smoothing over your hair.
The mat in Nats hand ripped as she clutched it even tighter before she let it drop and marched over, seeing the way you froze up and seemed to be a few seconds from a whole panic attack.
The recruit apparently did not really care, following you when you moved a few steps back and blocking your way to the exit when you turned to that direction, moving closer and closer, intending on kissing you since you were already so conveniently right before him. He had attempted to flirt with you countless times and you were always simply friendly and never reacted to any of it correctly so his patience was gone now and his ego convinced that you were just playing hard to get.
Before he could actually go through with his plan, Nat was there, pulling him away from you with a vice like grip on his neck as he let out a high pitched scream due to her nails that roughly embedded themselves into his skin.
She threw him on the ground, a whole feet away from you before crouching down before him: "Are you incapable of reading body language? I thought you guys learned that before you got in here to train." She raised an eyebrow at him when he seemed to struggle to find a response for a few seconds.
"Yes, we learned that", after a short pause he added a careful ma'am, terrified by the way the red head was hovering over him.
"It doesn't seem like you really learned the lesson then, hm?" Her voice sounded casual but the way she had her eyes fixed on him and the smile on her lips that could only be described as perpetratory made it clear, even to him, that she was not happy with him right now.
She grabbed his wrist, him wincing at the harsh way she was handling him as she pulled him to his knees, standing in full height before him. "Maybe you need a reminder of what you learned. Do I look amused at the moment?"
He silently shook his head and she continued before he could properly answer her: "Atleast something you can read. Go and change and then meet me in the hall at 7am sharp tomorrow and we'll see what Steve thinks about this."
His eyes widened in panic, realising that she might kick him out for this but the way she was looking down on him told him that arguing with her would be no use so he simply mumbled a "Yes ma'am", quickly stood up and walked to the locker room to change.
Nat was just about to turn around to you and see how you were doing when you already approached from the side, basically falling into her arms, quickly stabilised by her as she pulled you closer and felt you snuggling deeper into her shoulder, her hands automatically soothing over your back and your hair to calm you down. You were shaking a bit, past memories and trauma having come up. You usually handled it quite well but in this situation you had been caught of guard, not expecting someone to flirt in such an uncomfortable way here. During parties? In the city? Always. But not here, in the training room. Maybe you shouldn't have worn your leggins, would it have helped? Or maybe you shouldn't have stepped so close to him when you had helped him. Had this been your fault? Had you given the wrong signals?
Natasha noticed that your thoughts were spiraling by the way you started to tense in her arms so she moved her head a bit downwards to your ear and quietly spoke to calm you down: "It wasn't your fault, alright? It doesn't matter what outfit you wear, he asked you to help him with a pose and you did, it was very clearly he was crossing a border when he started to make advances and he ignored it completely. He was the one who blocked your way several times and he was the one who didn't let you leave, Y/N, it wasn't your fault, at all. Do you understand?"
She stepped a little bit back to make you look up to her, so she could tell if you were lying while answering her. You thought about her words for a moment and realised that your guilt was simply from the past, when men had told you that it had been your fault, that you were the one who had moved too close past them, that you were the one who had flirted even though you had just been friendly. Natasha was right, it had not been your fault, you had simply wanted to help.
So when she very gently pulled your chin up to meet her eyes, you smiled and nodded which made her smile as well.
"Are you okay milaya?" Nats use of the pet name made your smile even deeper, it was sweet when she did it and the way she said it in russian made you shiver on the inside. You simply nodded again and she moved her hand from your chin to tuck a hair strand that had gotten lose while you had nodded behind your ear.
"Thank you." Your voice was very quiet but she had heard it and smiled before resting her hand at your cheek, enjoying the feeling of your warm skin underneath her fingers.
"I'll always be here for you, Y/N." Her eyes were set on yours and the way yours seemed to sparkle at her words gave her the courage to continue.
"I'd never let anyone hurt you, I promise you're safe with me", she hesitated a second before deciding to confess, "I love you, Y/N."
Your eyes widened in surprise and she was about to pull her hand back and apologise but in the same moment you moved forward, grabbed her face and kissed her. She was shocked for a second, body tense underneath your fingers, not having expected you to react so positive to her confession but it only lasted a millisecond before you could feel her basically melt into your hold on her, muscles relaxing.
The hand that had rested on your cheek wandered to your hair and she tugged gently on it, taking over the kiss while her other hand grabbed your waist and pulled you flush against her, causing you to gasp. She immediately tried to break the kiss and ask if you were okay but you tightened your grip on her face and deepened it, letting her know that it was just a gasp of surprise.
Nat relaxed back into the kiss, both of your hands wandering over one another's body and exploring, you enjoyed her soft skin as you let your hands trail up her shoulders and then to the free skin on her arm.
You could have kept kissing for hours but your breathing was irregular from the make-out session and you needed air for a moment.
Nat, always observant, noticed and let you go although not before she set another soft kiss on your lips.
Her hands were currently on your face as she gently wiped over your lips with her thumb, you probably had her lipstick smudged all around them but you simply stood still, breathing for a second and enjoying having her hands on you, feeling safe and protected with her this close.
After a few seconds you decided you had had enough air and moved a step towards her as well, wanting another kiss. Her hands pulled you closer to her face once you were directly in front of her again but you stopped when your lips were almost at hers and whispered a still kind of breathless: "I love you too, Nat." The bright smile that showed up on her face was interrupted by you pressing your lips against hers before you started another make-out session, content and safe with feeling her arms snake around your shoulders, holding you deep in her embrace.
#natasha x reader#natasha x fem!reader#natasha x you#natasha romanoff#natasha romanov#fanfiction#soft natasha romanoff
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REQUESTS:
my requests are always open, feel free to send something :)
I only write for Nat currently, the Nat I write is rather soft but I'll change it according to the request if required
I do write smut but with a few rules: I can't write mommy, daddy or any other kinks like that, I'm sorry I just don't know how to incorporate it without it sounding weird, pet play or age regression are also not an option and nothing that lacks consent on either parts
I usually write female reader, I can do male reader but smut might be unrealistic then since I'm female
Feel free to choose which nickname you want to give Natasha (Nat, Tasha etc, there are several), how much backstory you want before the actual request starts and so on, you can send your request in several parts if it's a lot - no problem
My posts will always have a trigger or content warning if it contains sensitive stuff, so you can include triggering stuff in your requests if it helps you cope with personal things :)
Have a great day!!
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