#& clint is 'surprised' by that like oh you have a man?

[purple--queen]

I love Nat & Clint being best friends & the fact that they showed us that men & women can be friends without getting feelings & stuff...but sometimes i think about the what if they would have been together. I feel like pushing it right into ours faces would be to much...i think it could have been a subtile thing. Like blink & you miss it. 

[spidergrotto]

realistically, spider-man has probably befriended loads of vigilantes ( maybe even kind of sort of criminals ) while patrolling and he’s probably got thousands of connections without realizing it.

at this point in time he’s been to loads of avengers meetings and debriefs and while it’ll never NOT be cool, he isn’t.. it just isn’t something he looks forward too or stressed about anymore.

so he’s been caught late a few times, stumbling in mumbling apologies and excuses ( tony teases him for it— oh are we not cool enough for you? )

he’s late for a briefing this time, some sort of underground network of bases ( it’s a secret lair, why can’t they just call it a secret lair? ) and peter isn’t really surprised, he’s worked on these sorts of missions before—

“oh, mr captain rogers — deadpool is already working on this one, he invited me yesterday but i was napping and missed the call, don’t tell him that though he’ll get sad.”

and suddenly he’s being questioned by everyone but clint who wasn’t all that surprised ( neither was natasha, but what bussiness did peter have talking to people like deadpool? )

“when the hell did you start talking to deadpool—”

“ he has your NUMBER?—”

“ we’re friends mr stark— what do you mean— i know other— of course i’m friends with other vigila— is anyone listening?? ”

“did you hack karen? why wasn’t i— this should be in the baby monitor—”

“why did he contact you of all people— is he doing this alone? do you know how dangerous—”

[cevansbrat0007]

Cross-Country Christmas (Teaser)

Summary: After Ari is left stranded by a surprise winter storm, you find yourself wishing for a little Christmas miracle...

Warnings: Mature Themes, Angst, Ari Being A Menace, Holiday Themes, Smut, Arguments, Spanking (mentioned), Pet Names, Cursing, More Warnings to Come Minors DNI

A/N: This is only a TEASER, the longer fic is coming soon. Part of my Sweet Renegades Series. Semi-proofread, not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated. Thanks for reading!

8:30am on Christmas Day - Bell’s Creek, Texas

“I promise I’ll be fine, Beast.” Drying your tears, you crumble up your tissues in your fist before discarding them in favor of taking a sip of your coffee. “Like you just said, there’ll be other holidays. And certainly other Christmases.”

Ari was still stuck in Omaha. And while you had suspected this call was coming, you hadn’t been prepared for how much the disappointment would affect you.

By all accounts, your Bounty Hunter appeared to be in good spirits, albeit a little tired. He was still on standby, even though all flights were still grounded indefinitely. But you’d at least been happy to hear that he’d somehow managed to catch a few hours of sleep. 

Not only that, but he’d also made a new friend in some guy named Clint. They apparently had a number of things in common, with the most important being that they’d both served overseas. Ari had also alluded to his new buddy being in law enforcement as well. 

But if you were being honest, you’d been so focused on trying to sound positive that you hadn’t quite been able to focus on his words as much as you would’ve liked. Thankfully, Ari seemed keen on having a conversation – even if it felt a bit one-sided.

“The airline keeps offering to put us up for the night. Anyone who accepts will be guaranteed a spot on one of the first flights out.” Ari coughs softly before continuing. “However, if you’re willing to wait a little bit there’s talk about them sweetening the deal with some sort of voucher or somethin’, plus miles and all that shit.” 

“Oh?” Is all you can manage, forcing yourself to take another pull of your now lukewarm coffee.

“Yeah. So, Clint and I were thinking…” He trails off, briefly leaning away from the receiver to comment on something you couldn’t see.

“You two were thinking…what?” Your next sip of coffee tastes surprisingly bitter on your tongue. Maybe you would dump out the pot and brew a fresh one. 

“That we should take ‘em up on their offer and just ride this storm out. We take the points, get the voucher, and then maybe in a month or two, we go on a vacation together somewhere nice.” 

“You and Clint?!” You screech, accidentally knocking over your mug in the process. “Shit!” You scramble out of your chair to grab a dish towel and hurriedly mop up the mess. 

“Hate to break it to ya, baby, but Clint’s not really my type.” The Bounty Hunter chuckles into the phone. “I was talking about me and you, Bird. We can pick a destination and have ourselves a holiday do-over.”

A beat goes by before you respond the only way that makes any real, logical sense. Even though it seems to take every last bit of your resolve.  

“Okay.” Your voice comes out small and resigned. 

“Aw now, don’t fret. I’ll be home soon.” Ari does his best to reassure you. “And once I’m back, we will spend every waking minute making up for lost time. You have my word.”

Well, when he put it like that…

“I guess we can hold off for a little while longer.” You sniff, wishing you could just go back to bed and sleep until tomorrow. “But you had better keep your promise, Beast. Otherwise I’m gonna have to track down Santa and ask him for a new man.” 

Your half-hearted attempt at humor elicits a short bark of laughter from Ari which, in turn, makes you smile as well. It would be hard, but you could make it 

“Try it, sweet Bird, and I’m telling you right now that I’ll have you in my truck and over my knee before you make it outta the next county.” Comes his gruff response, clearly not enjoying the image of you hanging off another fella’s arm. 

You know without asking that he’s probably not kidding – so you decide to leave it alone. If he wanted to thump his chest a little, then you’d let him. 

“It was a joke.” You tell him when the line falls silent. Standing, you pad towards the fridge on bare feet, stopping once you reach the doors. Yanking one open, you survey the contents, silently wondering if you should even be bothered enough to cook today. Granted, you’d already brined the turkey so –

“Joking about my replacement isn’t funny, Bird.” Ari growls, the sound rumbling from somewhere deep in his chest. “Especially when I can’t be there in person to plead my case.”

You blow out a harsh breath at the same time as your eyes roll heavenwards. Why couldn't he understand that you needed to crack wise here and there in order to keep from crying?

END TEASER

[angelltheninth]

MCU characters (any you want) where the Reader if completly oblivious to the flirting?

That would be me. I can't ever tell when someone's flirting. You'd figure I could from the amount of romance I've written but I always figure they're joking or something lmao.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Loki, Namor, Kate Bishop, Clint Barton, Gamora, Peter Parker, Druig x Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, flirting, teasing, kissing, oblivious Reader

A/N: Show me a big, glowing sign that you're flirting and then I will see if I'll reciprocate.

Bucky would never want to be pushy with you but the man has his limits for sure. He would drop a lot of signals your way in hopes you would see them, he would compliment you a lot more then his friend, always pay attention to you when you're talking and try his best to compliment you when ever he could. When he saw that he was getting nowhere, very slowly at that, he walked up to you like a man on a mission, looked you in the eye in a very, very serious manor that made you think you did something wrong and asked you to go out. No more guessing or being around the bush for you, it's a yes or a no. So, what will you choose?

Sam wouldn't lay it on too thick with you. At first he wouldn't even be aware of his own feelings for you. It took him a long time to come to terms with them but once he did he noticed that you had the exact same problem. It was honestly funny, you were so much worse then he was when it came to noticing his flirting. He even asked you out on a few dates that you weren't aware were dates until he couldn't take it anymore and spelled it out for you on the third date. You were so embarrassed, he tried so hard for you and you're were so dumb. You couldn't even point to your first date. Well in that case Sam will gladly take you on as many dates as you want, for real this time.

Loki could not believe you didn't pick up on his flirting. Not just his flirting but what about all the times he kissed your hand, or called you beautiful, or called you sweetheart? Do you think he does that for everyone? He likes to play with people but not you, he was genuine in his advices towards you. Did you really not pick up on any of them? Sure a friends with benefits deal could work for him too, if you returned his flirting in the first place. He got really forward with you, kissing your hand, your cheek, whispering sweet things to you, his eyes always following you, building up that sexual tension until you were the one who couldn't take it anymore and kissed him. Congratulations, you finally understand how he feels. Now he will buy you dinner and a drink, and then... well let's see where the night goes.

Oh poor Namor was beside himself. He would visit you at the surface constantly, leaving you little gifts and trinkets from the sea or his kingdom in hopes that you would understand how much you mean to him. You did not. Even when you went swimming and he would compliment your figure, what pretty form you have when swimming, how you would look amazing swimming beside him through his kingdom, clearly thinking of you as a future partner, you figured he was just being really friendly because you knew he didn't have the highest opinion on many surface dwellers. He pulled you under the ocean and kissed you passionately, bubbles of surprise surfacing as he made his affections clear, in his territory, leaving not a drop of doubt anymore.

Kate always asked you to her archery and martial arts tournaments, always made sure you had the best seat, always asked you to be her plus one on any events her mothers company held, always left you cute little notes. That was not enough. How that was not enough she did not know. For all the medals and trophies and tests you were the one thing she could not figure out. But Kate was no quitter, no way. And she chose a, admittedly very flashy way of asking you out. She asked you to help her practice archery at her place and when you weren't looking she tied a note on one arrow. When she fired it she asked you to go and pick it up. The note was written in a purple marker, telling you that she would love if you went to the next dance with her as her official romantic partner.

Clint does not have the patience to wait around for you to figure out anymore. Not after months of dropping hints. He even calls you to tell you good night when he's on missions. For gods sake he gets teased by his friend all the time about you and even they don't buy that you're not in a relationship. Time to take things to the next level. He will no longer be... well he wasn't exactly subtle, at least not by his standards but now he was going to confess properly. It happened before he went on his next mission, he gave you a big hug and told you he likes you a lot, has liked you for a while, he needs to go now but have that answerer ready by the time he comes knocking on your door again. And he will come back, he always does.

Gamora was always a woman of action. She left very little room for doubt with her flirting, her kisses, saying how cute and hot you look when you fight, all the compliments she gave you during sparing sessions. It was all out there. It was supposed to be so obvious. And yet it turned out the only way she could get to you was if she was painfully blunt. Painfully being the key word. She challenged you to a match, knocked you on your back, straddled you and commented how nice you look under her, if only it was under different circumstances. Seeing how flustered that made you she offered to make it a reality, but only if you agreed to go on a date, she doesn't make advances like this towards just anyone you know.

Peter is losing his damn, brilliant mind over what he's doing wrong here. Mind you he hasn't had that many relationships but he thought he was pretty clear in his intentions in them. So why are you different? Are his notes not cute enough? Maybe he should have been more direct when he asked you on a night patrol date. Regardless he won't make you guess yourself anymore. He will do the old romantic cliché of bringing you flowers... while hanging upside down from a web and asking you if you'd maybe wanna go out sometime. If not then at least take the flowers, it was a little awkward swinging around New York with such a large assortment of them. He's gonna end up in the papers for sure.

Druig wishes he had the ability to read minds instead of control them because he feels like it would make this situation a whole lot easier. He would very much like to know if you feel the same way as he does, or if you don't at least reject him properly. When he hears that you only thought of all their outings as friendly he has to stop himself from laughing because he thought that was a joke. No, you were being completely serious with that statement. In that case would you still stay the same if he cupped your face and kissed you slowly, poring every ounce of his affection into it? Do you get it now? He doesn't want to be just friends with you, he wants so much more.

[book-place]

Twick or Tweet

Warnings: none (I think), let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Avengers x child reader

*not my gif*

Summary: You do some early trick or treating around the tower

A/N: Halloween Event 🎃

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

The sound of giggles was slightly muffled through the door, and Steve had to try and suppress his grin so that he could act surprised.

A small knock echoed off the walls of his room and he waited a second before opening it and looking around in confusion.

His gaze landed down at you and he furrowed his brows, “Y/n? What are you doing here?”

You giggled, orange and black witch costume swaying slightly as you shook before looking up past the brim of your pointed hat and to the blue eyed man, “Twick or tweet!” You exclaimed excitedly.

“Oh, well I can’t deny candy to the cutest looking witch I’ve ever seen.” He teased, reaching over to the table where he definitely hadn’t placed two pieces of chocolate candy for this very purpose, “Here you go.”

The candy was dropped into your little pumpkin-shaped bin and you squealed, “Tank you, Unca Steve!” Another toothy grin was flashed at the man before you waddled away and over to the next door down the hall.

Nat stood up at the sound of your tiny fist hitting the door and she smiled softly, “Hey there, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” She asked, squatting down to your level and playfully flicking the top of your hat.

You giggled, face scrunching up as you looked at the woman, “Twick or tweet!” You repeated, eagerly holding your bin out in front of you.

“Hmm,” The redhead pretended to think as she slowly stood up, “Let me see what I have here.”

She reached behind the door and pulled out a large bag of chips that she had snagged from Tony’s snack cabinet earlier.

“Yay! Yay!” You cheered, jumping up and down in excitement.

When she bent down to your level again, you were quick to place a sloppy kiss on her cheek, “Tanks aun’ Naddy!”

“Anytime, little one.”

The next door over, Thor was bouncing on the balls of his feet, practically jumping out of his skin in both anticipation and excitement.

Your fist had barely even tapped the door by the time it flew open and you were met with the sight of a very enthusiastic looking God.

“Lady Witch!” He exclaimed loudly, probably shaking the tower a little bit, “I have brought you some candy for your Halloween!”

He rushed back into the room and returned only a second later with a big bowl filled to the brim with candy, dumping the entire contents into your bin.

He wasn’t the only one who was thrilled anymore.

Loud laughs of joy escaped you as you looked down at your loot, “Tank you, tank you!” You chanted, rushing off to yet another doorway.

Clint opened the door about a minute after you knocked, and in that time you rocked back and forth on your heels, huffing impatiently.

When it finally did swing open, he was leaning against the frame, looking down at you cooly, “Sup, kid?” He appeared to be the only one who hadn’t gotten the memo.

“Twick or tweet!” You demanded cutely, holding up your almost full bin in front of your face.

He raised his eyebrows, “Halloween?” Then he took a quick glance around his room, “Alright kid, you just stay there.”

When he returned, he was holding a packet of Oreos, which he tossed in your tub, “Here, kid, knock yourself out.”

You narrowed your eyes at him for a moment before giving a firm nod and turning on your heel to walk away.

He blinked after you for a moment before shrugging and closing his door once more.

The next person to see you was Bruce, who nervously eyed your candy load, “Are you sure you should be having that much junk food, n/n? You could get really sick if you eat all of that.”

“Twick or tweet.” You ignored him.

And he ignored you in return, “I really don’t think I should be giving you anymore-“

“Candy!” You yelled, silencing him.

His eyes widened and he quickly rushed away, only to come back a second later and throw a bag of popcorn into your pile.

You smiled sweetly, “Tank you, unca Buce.”

The door to Tony’s room opened before you even reached it, and he quickly pulled you into it before stealthily closing it.

“You got the candy?” He asked once he was finished.

You giggled, dumping all of it onto his table in the center of the room.

A large grin broke out onto his face and he picked you up and spun you around, “Well done, my little witchy pumpkin!”

Another laugh escaped you, “Tank you, daddy!”

“We’re gonna have so much fun eating all this candy.” He promised placing you down and making his way over to the couch, already unwrapping a chocolate bar, “Just make sure not to tell your mother.”

We are Groot 🤎- @lovanitu @jvdethirlwall @ineedmorefanfics2 @sambucky8 @spidyyparker @irethepotato @femalemarvelself @mukbee @its-hell @ip747 @i-writes-things

[agentwhiskeysdarlin]

Making It Up To You

Pairing: Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels x F!Reader

Rating: NSFW 18+ (minors dni)  

Warnings: Jack being the actual sweetest & a little shit, a dash of angst, the cutest banter, domestic bliss, all the surprise, cheesy romantic set up but we love it, the hottest smutty times, oral (female receiving), p in x sex, unprotected sex, gentle but fast sex

Word Count: 2.8k

Author’s Notes: Welp it has been awhile but I finally got a new fic written!!! Just in time for Valentines Day. I’ve had this idea planned for awhile now and it finally got done! As always massive thanks to @clint-aww-no-barton. If you want to be added or removed from my taglist please let me know! Also I am slowly going to be getting old fics on ao3 that haven’t made it yet. I am very sorry it has taken so long to get the ones not up done. It’s not the easiest thing to do. Thank you all and hopefully I am back!

ao3 link coming sometime…

  The evening was settling around you. The cool wind and the darkening light made you finally go inside. You’d spent a lot of the afternoon outside, reading and sipping on some wine. You’d done everything you could to distract yourself. As you stepped inside and looked around your empty home, you let out a sigh. The home felt so big and lonely without Jack here. You would think after all these years, and all the missions, you would be used to this by now. You would never get used to it. Most of the time it didn’t bother you, this badly, but given the date it felt worse. Your phone rang making you jump, as it pulled you back to reality. The corner of your mouth quirked up slightly at the sound of Jack’s ringtone, and the request for FaceTime.

  “There’s my girl. Happy Valentines Day darlin’!” Jack spoke with enthusiasm, a smile bright on his face.

  “Hi cowboy. Happy Valentines Day.” You tried to force a bright smile, but you knew he would see right through you.

  “What’s wrong?” His face fell and his brow furrowed.

  “I just miss you is all,” you spoke, your smile falling.

  You moved throughout the house, turning on lights and putting away your glass and wine.

  “I miss you too angel. And I really hate that I’m gone today. I fully intend to make this up to you.”

  There was a glint in his eye, and as you sat down on the couch you gave him a questioning look.

  “What are you up to Jack Daniels?”

  “You’ll see soon,” he smirked as he stood and moved somewhere else in his hotel room “Actually sooner than I thought. Like right about…”

  There was a knock at the door, and your head jerked that way, before looking back at Jack with confusion all over your face.

  “Now. Go answer the door darlin’.”

  “Okayyyy.”

  You pushed off the couch taking your phone, and therefore Jack, along with you. You opened your door to a pizza delivery man.

  “Your pizza ma’am.” He spoke with a smile that seemed knowing, as you gave him a smile, still confused.

  “Thank you. Hang on I’ll get you some money.”

  “It’s been taken care of. Have a good night.”

  “Oh? Well thank you. You as well,” you gave him a nod and shut the door as he turned to leave.

  You carefully took the pizza, and the other box that was sitting on top, to the island setting the phone up against them.

  “What’s this all about Jack?” You looked at him through the phone screen, desperately wishing he were here.

  “Well I thought we could have a little virtual Valentines Day date, since it’s the best we got. I even ordered the same thing, so it seemed like we were really together.”

  You could have cried as you looked at the man you loved. The thought he put behind so many things still took you by surprise. Any other man wouldn’t have done this, but Jack wasn’t like any other man.

  “Jack,” his name came off your lips, voice breaking slightly.

  “Now now none of that darlin’. Get you a drink and set me up so we’re across from each other.”

  You moved around the kitchen doing as he asked, grabbing some water and a plate, before sitting down at your dining room table. You pulled the vase of flowers from the middle of the table so they were across from you, and you gently propped your phone against it. Jack must have done something similar because now you seemingly sat across from each other.

  “Now let’s eat!” Jack rubbed his hands together, and you giggled before you grabbed a piece of pizza and some cheesy bread.

  Jack and yourself fell into casual talk about each other’s day. You asked him questions about the mission and he shared what he could. He asked you had done while he was away this time. You laughed softly with how well he knew you. Always ready with a list of things to do while he was gone. Finally you both finished and you sat back, full.

  “That was amazing. Thank you for dinner Jack,” you smiled softly.

  “You never have to thank me for that darlin’. Now you want to watch a movie or we could do something else?”

  “Honestly I would like to just enjoy you and your company. If that’s okay?” You asked suddenly worried you might have ruined more of his plan.

  “That’s perfectly okay angel. After dinner I was leaving the rest up to you.”

  “Okay. I didn’t want to ruin any more sneaky plans you might have had.”

  “You don’t ruin anything angel. I’ve had my shower already but I am going to get comfy if you would like to join me.”

  “Jack are you trying to get me naked?” You asked with a smirk, as you walked the house, making sure the doors were locked before going to your shared bedroom.

  “Is it working?” You could hear his smirk, even though he was off camera getting clothes.

  “Well I do have to, in order to put on pjs, but you’re not going to see.” Your voice teasing.

  “What?!” Jack shot back into the frame and you let out a laugh. “Now why not?!”

  “Because I’m not having FaceTime sex with you. We gotta stay riled up until you get home remember, our deal?”

  “The deal I came up with? Let’s break it.”

  “You are such a man. Plus look who is changed and I didn’t see a thing.”

  You spoke with amusement, earning a shocked look from Jack, before moving out of frame to change.

  “So rude,” he mumbled but you could tell he was holding in a laugh.

  “I’ll remember that when you get home,” you spoke with a laugh as you moved back in frame, grabbing your phone and climbing into bed.

  You turned Jack’s pillow and set the phone against it.

  “Now it’s like you are right next to me.” Even when you spoke the words, they were laced with a slight sadness.

  “Oh no now, give me my laughing girl back.”

  “It’s just…you’re not here to hold me.”

  “I know darlin’. I hope I’m home soon. I know this wasn’t the ideal Valentines Day for you either. I’m sorry.”

  “Jack don’t be sorry. What you did was perfect and I loved it.”

  You watched as Jack settled in, seeming to do the same thing as you, setting up his phone on your side of the bed. You smiled softly at him as he laid down.

  “Hi,” you spoke.

  “Hi there angel,” he smirked giving you a wink.

  “You are going to be asleep in like five minutes if I’m lucky.”

  “Now you don’t know that.”

  “Oh but I do. You hit the pillow and you’re gone. I’ve watched an entire season of a show while you sleep!”

  “You have not!!” Jack spoke defensively but laughed.

  “Oh but I have! Finished a book, silently screaming right next to you. All sorts of things have been done between the time you fell asleep and the time I do.” You laughed as Jack faked an overly dramatic face of defense.

  “I feel attacked right now. I can’t help it.”

  “You are a man cowboy, it comes with the territory, fortunately for you.” You laughed before settling more into the bed.

  “You’re getting sleepy now though aren’t you?” Jack smirked.

  “Yeah I can’t lie I am.”

  “You can go to sleep darlin’. I’ll stay right here until you do.”

  “I don’t want to though. I don’t want this to end yet.”

  “I know but you need your rest angel.”

  “I know,” your voice laced with sadness.

  You turned the tv on and turned your side table lamp down to the dim setting before turning back to Jack. You were met with dimmed lighting on his end as well. You realized, in the quiet, he was watching the same show as you.

  “Are you watching the same thing?”

  “Trying to keep up with us being together without being together. I want you to feel like I’m there when you close your eyes.”

  “I love you Jack.” You spoke with a smile, overwhelmed by this man and the things he did for you.

  “I love you too darlin’. Now close your eyes and get some rest.”

  You simply nodded your head before closing your eyes. Sooner than you expected, you slipped away to a deep, peaceful sleep.

*****

  Your day had been full of errands. You were expecting Jack home anytime now, and you wanted the house fully stocked. You’d allowed yourself to have a me day, to continue to keep yourself distracted, before heading to the grocery store. The first store didn’t have everything on your list, and three stores later you were finally done. Everything marked off your list and tiredness filling your body. You finally pulled into the driveway, grabbing the first set of bags. You battled with the door, before finally getting it open, before you stopped dead in your tracks. Fake flickering candles filled your entire house, and a small path of rose petals guided you to the bedroom. You looked up, eyes finding Jack, leaning against the doorframe of your bedroom. You gulped at the sight before you. He looked undone, with his tie gone, his shirt unbuttoned at the top and sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

  “Hiya darlin’,” he smirked with a knowing look at your jaw on the floor.

  “Jack. When did you get home?” You smiled softly as he pushed off the doorframe, and the two of you gravitated to each other.

  “Just a few hours ago. Long enough to put this together,” he held his arms out slightly, before his hands fell to your hips and pulled you close.

  His lips met yours, breaking your bright smile as you kissed him back deeply. Your hands went up his chest, unbuttoning some more buttons.

  “I have groceries in the car,” you breathed out, knowing exactly where this was going by the hunger in Jack’s entire being.

  “Anything frozen?”

  “No.”

  “Then don’t worry about it,” Jack spoke with a whisper and you simply nodded, before your lips were crashing back to each other.

  You swore this man could always make you feel dizzy, and completely broken in the best way. Jack’s hands moved to your ass, and you jumped wrapping your legs around his waist, as he skillfully carried you to the bedroom, never letting his lips fall from yours.

  “I think I got a certain holiday to make up for,” Jack finally pulled away, allowing air to fill your lungs, and you smirked.

  “That you do cowboy. Along with being gone,” you mirrored his smirk, your eyes moving to the ceiling thinking, your fingers brushing at the hair at Jack’s neck.

  “I hope you don’t have any plans for the next few days then.”

  “The only plans I have are you,” you smirked before your lips fell back to his.

  It never failed, when Jack returned home and he was able, the two of you were like teenagers, rushing to get the deed done before you were caught by your parents. Things moved fast, hands and lips were everywhere and limbs tangled. But Jack and yourself knew each other like a map you’d memorized. Knew every sensitive place and what it did for the other. The two of you had plenty of study time. That was another thing that made the two of you so much like teenagers. You never could get enough of each other. Your body meeting the mattress pulled you back to the moment. Jack had released you completely, and as your eyes fluttered open already heavy with desire, you watched him as his eyes racked over you.

  “I have no idea how I got so damn lucky, my god you’re beautiful angel.”

  “I liked your truck,” you tried to say with a straight face, but couldn’t help a laugh.

  “Oh it was my truck huh?” Jack’s eyebrows raised as he crawled over you. “It has nothing to do with this…”

  He trailed off as his hands slowly traced up your shirt, his lips falling to your neck. Your eyes fluttered shut and you surrounded yourself with him. He raised your shirt over your head, and discarded it before, quickly removing your bra.

  “Or this…” his voice dipped lower as his lips traveled down, meeting your already hard nipple.

He pulled it between his teeth. flicking it with his tongue before releasing it, pulling a moan from you. He licked over it once more, before moving to the next to do the same. Then he was continuing his way down. and your breathing started to become heavier. He had your pants and underwear gone within moments.

  “Or this,” Jack’s eyes bore into yours as you looked down, darkened with lust and he smirked before his head dipped between your legs.

  His mouth came in contact with your wet pussy and your head flew back and your hand laced in his hair. This man knew what to do with that damn mouth of his. You didn’t realize how worked up you were until you could feel yourself racing to your climax.

  “Okay Jack, yes it was this and all the things before and all the things you were going to do to me after!” You moaned loudly as you pulled gently as his hair.

  He looked up at you with a grin that made you bust out laughing.

  “The truck is just a plus,” you giggle and he stood, quickly removing his shirt, letting out a laugh as well.

  You sat up to start on his pants, which he finished removing, before crawling over you again, as you crawled backwards towards the headboard.

  “I promise you in the coming days,” he paused, to give you a wink that made you laugh again “I’m going to take my damn time with you but right now…”

  Jack entered you taking you by surprise, and your brow furrowed at the pleasure that filled every inch of your body. You looked at him like he hung the moon and the stars, before his hips started to slowly thrust. He didn’t last long going slow, before his speed picked up, but never once did he become too rough, staying gentle but quick. You were soaring, trying so hard to put off the orgasm that was quickly riding its wave to you, but it was a battle you had yet to learn how to win.

  “Jack,” his name fell from your lips in a whine of desperation.

  “Let go for me angel. I got you,” his forehead fell to yours, and you locked eyes with him as you came hard around him.

  You fought to keep his stare until you lost, closing your eyes and submitting yourself to the tidal wave. Jack was not far behind you, burying his face in your neck as he let go deep inside of you. The two of you lay there, panting in the blissful aftermath, before Jack did the one thing the two of you hated most of love making, he pulled away. He didn’t go far, rolling to his back and the two of you were quick to turn to each other.

  “That was amazing as always,” you smirked as you moved in close, your fingers brushing at his chest.

  “We do make a pretty good team don’t we?” Jack smiled brightly and you laughed but a smile lingered across your lips.

  “We really do.”

  Silence fell for a few moments, before his fingers brushed at your chin, your eyes catching his.

  “I missed you,” he spoke gently, his fingers brushing hair behind your ear.

  “I missed you too.”

  “I told Champ I wasn’t coming in for at least three days.”

  “I’m calling him to tell him you will be in in two.”

  Jack’s mouth fell open in fake appall.

  “Now why are you trying to get rid of me a whole day early?!”

  “Because if we go three days just like this, much less how we plan to go, I’ll be in the grave by the end.”

  Jack paused for a moment, and briefly you thought you had seriously hurt his feelings.

  “Yeah you’re probably right. I would be right behind you.”

  You both let out a laugh, before he pulled you to him and kissed you once again. You pulled away, and with a sigh moved to get out of bed, before Jack’s hand on your wrist caught you.

  “Now where do you think you’re going?” He pulled you back down to the bed, caging you under his body.

  “The groceries are still in the car.”

  “Eh we’ll get them tomorrow they’ll be fine.”

  “Fine but if you make me not be able to walk in the morning, you’ll have to haul them in by yourself.”

  “Angel I wasn’t going to make you bring another bag in this house anyways.”

  “Then proceed,” you smirked.

  Jack’s lips fell back to yours, both of you wearing a wide smile and he did indeed proceed.

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„I think I want to marry you“ Steve Rogers and reader, fluff please

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Proposal pie

Warnings: none?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Summary: they say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, right?

You walked into the kitchen, in the hopes it’d be empty since you really wanted to cook something instead of ordering take out. Again.

Since you became an avenger you’ve noticed how little time you had to cook proper meals, especially when you had to go from one mission to another.

But finally you had three days off, unless there’d be a life and world threatening villain terrorizing the city.

After buying some groceries you came back to a mostly empty compound. From what FRIDAY had told you Tony was in the lab, Clint and Nat training and Steve was jogging with Bucky.

You’ve decided on a very simple dish, spaghetti with meatballs, knowing it was Steve’s favorite dish. Even though he hadn’t told you this you had noticed the ungodly amount of orders at the italian restaurant a couple blocks away, always ordering some kinds of pasta.

Maybe he’d like your dish, too, you hoped.

“FRIDAY, please turn on my playlist for good mood”, you said before getting busy with preparing the food, not even noticing when Steve and Bucky walked past the kitchen to their rooms to shower.

“God, it smells good”, Steve whispered to Bucky, peeking into the kitchen and noticing how you stirred the sauce, while still shaking your hips to the beat of the music a little bit. A smile crept onto the soldiers lips, which Bucky definitely noticed but didn’t mention. “It definitely smells good. You should go and ask her if you can have some before the rest of the team smells it”, Bucky said, patting him on the shoulder.

Steve felt himself blush before nodding and slowly walking to the kitchen, clearing his throat loudly to get your attention. But the music was too loud.

“Miss, Captain Rogers is trying to get your attention”, said FRIDAY, turning down the volume of the music, making you stop immediately, “oh god…”, you whispered while slowly turning around to face him.

That was embarrassing. Especially considering your crush on him.

“Hi Steve, how was the run?”, you asked, blushing furiously while also trying to look at least somewhat casual. “It was alright…what…what are you cooking? It smells really good”, he asked, looking past your shoulder to the pan.

A smile crept onto your lips when you saw the appetite growing in his eyes. “It’s spaghetti with meatballs…would you like some? You must be hungry after all the running?”, without waiting for his answer you turned around to give him some of the food on a plate.

When you turned back around he was already sitting at the counter with a big smile on his face. “It smells really tasty”, he chuckled, scratching his slightly damp hair from the sweat. “I hope it’ll taste as good…I have a surprise afterwards, too”, you said while placing the plate in front of him.

After he asked for you to join him too, you sat down in front of him. Then he finally tried the first bite, moaning quietly in pleasure. “Fuck, this is good. Wow”, “it sure has to be to make the captain swear”, you chuckled, eating too.

He ate quickly, without talking much, especially since he had been hungry from all the running. Homemade food definitely tasted better than ordered. It was really good. He hadn’t eaten such a good meal in a while.

When he finished eating (while you still had half of your own portion left), you got up and walked over to the already turned off oven, taking out a pie.

“Wait is that-“ “apple pie. Yeah, you’re all America, aren’t you? With the favorite pie being an apple pie?”, you chuckled while cutting two slices and then bringing them to Steve. A blush had crept onto his face at your comment. “What can i say…I could never refuse apple pie”, he laughed quietly while stabbing his fork into the slice, before wrapping his plump lips around the piece.

He inhaled loudly, closing his eyes. “This is…heaven…”, he mumbled, shaking his head slowly. “Oh my god, I had no idea you were such a good cook and baker…I want this forever.” A chuckle escaped your lips as you listened to his words, “I think I want to marry you”, at which you two blushed furiously and looked up at each other.

“Ask me to dinner first, and then a proposal”, you tried to lighten up the mood, not expecting the coming invite to dinner tonight.

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CHEERFUL OBLIVION - WANDA MAXIMOFF X FEMALE READER (CHAPTER TWO)

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Summary: Your duty is to watch her 'till Chton comes for her, even if you hate it, but do you really hate it? Especially when you start to get to know Wanda. The bond begins to torment you. But, oh Lord, you've never been so in love. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

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tw: angst, violence, mentions of death, fluff, angst with a happy ending.

Jules/Stolas is portrayed by Adelaide Kane. Here.

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Almost four months have passed since Wanda and Y/N met. Even if the progress was slow, the Sokovian looked less sad, every time she left her room it was to go see Y/N or spar with Natasha.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Although they sometimes had dinner with the Avengers, they always had a special moment together. Wednesdays and Fridays were their 'special days just for two'.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Missions have been difficult but nothing that endangered her friends. Friends, this is how Wanda was beginning to see the people around her. They were no longer the 'avengers', Nat, Kate, Y/N, Jules, Yelena, Clint, each and every one of them cared about her.  And she cared about them too.

Slowly the brunette began to come out of that bubble, feeling less hurt and finally accepting the loss to begin to heal.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Unlike Wanda, the one who was beginning to have serious trouble was Y/N, whose confusion and guilt was slowly devouring her from the inside.

How could she have a friendship with someone she had to betray sooner or later? How many times had Abaddon say that she shouldn't come near Wanda?

Thousands of times in thousands of years Y/N ran away from this type of relationship and now, as if it was like magic, Wanda made her feel so… comfortable. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

Wanda made her smile genuinely. Wanda made her try harder, Wanda worried her. Wanda. Wanda. Wanda. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ  It was disgusting!

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Now she not only had to deal with lying to Abaddon, saying that the Sokovian was getting closer and closer to breaking down, but she had to lie to Wanda who was beginning to blindly trust her. Just like the other Avengers, who already trusted her.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Steve did it, the man was honest and always repeated that Y/N was a great agent. Bucky said the same thing, maybe he was closer to Y/N than Steve.  He was trying to make amends for his past too, so he understood how to trust but also how to understand other people's mistakes. Natasha and Yelena trusted her enough to have her as their right hand on missions. Kate seemed to be glued all day to Jules, looking like two dumb twins separated at birth.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Everything was starting to get too personal and that tormented Y/N.

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“Good! But you have to improve more in your defense, okay?” Natasha said as she took Jules hand, helping  get up from the mat.The brunette smiled and just nodded quickly and walked over to Y/N, who was looking at her in confusion. Totally surprised that Natasha was the winner.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ “Did you let her win? There's no way she could beat you that way.” Y/N whispered, looking at Jules who was still blushing and smiling.  How was it possible for a demon to be defeated by a simple powerless agent?

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Jules smiled mischievously and wiped the sweat with a towel. “Dude, I had Natasha Romanoff top on me for a few seconds, that's enough gain. I don’t mind losing.” ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Y/N's face said it all.

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Maybe it wasn't just her who was getting too involved in all of this. Jules seemed to quickly get used to them, to… being an agent.  Just a ‘human being’.

How could Stolas forget where she came from? She was an ancient demon, respected as a Prince of Hell.  Demon Prince of the Day.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Now she let herself be beaten and rubbed by a simple human.

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The bile rose as high as the anger, perhaps because she was projecting her own frustrations and fears onto Jules. But those thoughts disappeared when the Russian caught their attention again.

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“Wanda and Y/N.”  Nat pointed at them. “Let's see what you have.” ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

Sighing, Y/N watched as Wanda nodded and stood on the mat. The demon did the same, perhaps a little embarrassed knowing that she was going to defeat Wanda in the blink of an eye.

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“Come on, go first.” Y/N said perhaps too smug, as if she were doing the girl a favor. The demon threw a punch into the air so slowly that she knew Wanda could easily dodge it, but instead of dodging it, the Sokovian grabbed her arm, forcing Y/N to fall to the ground hard.

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Y/N stood up from the mat and looked at her in surprise.

She tried to go for her one more time but Wanda made her fall again, not just once but twice more. She wasn't even using her powers.

In the third time, the Sokovian ended up sitting on her belly preventing Y/N from moving in a key aikido technique.

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“I’m sorry.” Wanda asked worriedly, blushing quite a bit as she brushed a strand of hair out of her face.  “Are you okay?”

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“I-I’m fine. Yeah.” Surprised, agitated and a little blushing too, Y/N nodded trying to catch her breath. Noticing the position they were in, Wanda quickly stood up.

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“That was great, Wanda!” Natasha clapped her hands proudly, quite surprised that the Sokovian finally fought back. 

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Somewhat embarrassed, Y/N walked away towards Jules who was waiting for her with a bottle of water and a towel.

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“You let her win too?” Jules asked curiously but Y/N just threw the towel at her face.

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“Shut up!” Y/N growled and walked away from the gym so she could clear her head. Of course Wanda noticed Y/N's annoyance but she didn't say anything. Perhaps she blamed the agent’s damaged ego.

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After about two or three  hours running around the lake, Y/N decided to come back and take a long shower. All afternoon trying to think of something else, but Wanda seemed to remain, like a curse, not letting her go.

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The demon tried to avoid the places where the sokovian usually was, she finally entered her room and leaned against the door, sighing.

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“Are you OK? I've noticed that you're a little upset.” Jules' voice made her jump.

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The brunette was in bed, with a towel on her head, watching some kind of animated series and eating some chips.

It was pretty funny, and Y/N would laugh all night if she weren't so upset.

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Frowning, she asked herself what could be worse? She had to talk to someone to understand what was happening, right? Couldn't tell anyone that she was a demon, feeling confused about a girl. Talking to Stolas was better than nothing.

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“Yeah… it’s just… Can we talk?” Y/N licked her lips and sat on the bed, next to Jules.

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“Sure, about what?”  The dark haired girl sat down, leaving the chips aside so Y/N could take some.

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Taking a moment to think through her words, Y/N fixed her gaze on her friend's brown eyes. “What are you doing? I mean, what are we doing here?” 

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What was she doing in this place? Making friends, eating, doing missions to save people.

She had been making the work of people like the Avengers worse for millennia, and now she was working for them. And she did it gladly.

She was watching Wanda’s back when she hated that girl her entire life, having to 'protect' her, now Y/N was beginning to feel affection for Wanda even though she always avoided it.

Everything was so confusing!

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Of course that's what she meant, but Jules simply smiled tenderly and pointed to her Stark tablet.

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“What am I doing? I'm watching this thing… I’m really into this anime called 'Demon Slayer'. It’s so good! Do you wanna watch it with me?”

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Oh, awfully innocent. Silence. A tense silence formed between them.

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Blinking in complete shock, Y/N stared at the brunette trying to understand if it was a joke. She was trying to talk about something important and Stolas was just... talking about watching TV.

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“I don't mean that… Wait, you’re watching this… ‘anime’ about how they hunt demons… And you are a demon?” Y/N narrowed her eyes trying to understand it, and of course trying not to sound sarcastic. Seeing how Jules nodded excitedly, Y/N just shook her head. “You’re really something…”

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“Oh! Thank you.” Jules smiled proudly, thinking it was a real compliment.

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She couldn't even tell the difference between damn sarcasm, Y/N just got even angrier.

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“Ugh, I can’t talk to you!”  Y/N exclaimed in annoyance and stood up to leave the room, leaving her friend confused, but Jules just shrugged.

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Walking with some haste and enough annoyance to make many agents walk away when they saw her, Y/N arrived at the dining room where she saw Kate Bishop sitting in front of the window enjoying a pizza with her dog, Lucky.

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“Bishop!” Y/N exclaimed loudly, pointing at her. “I have to talk to you!” 

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Sitting in front of Kate, the demon surprised the archer who opened her eyes wide, stammering. “Umh, I thought you hated me but okay!”

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“We need to talk.” Y/N sighed. “You look like an irresponsible child who takes risks and puts yourself in danger, but trustworthy enough to hear what I have to say.”

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“Wow… Okay! Sharp but sincere, tell me what you want to talk about.” Kate looked at her curiously, inviting her to have a slice of pizza but Y/N shook her head.

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Lucky watched the demon for a long time, as if he knew she was up to no good, but never attacked or growled at her. Maybe because she hadn't done anything wrong yet, but even so, he remained alert.

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 “I've been feeling... strange.”  Y/N started a little awkwardly, she cleared her throat without knowing how to express herself very well.

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“Like what…?” The archer narrowed her eyes, Lucky decided to go to sleep on the couch, leaving them alone.

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“About Wanda…” Y/N gulped, a little nervously.  “I've been feeling different when I’m with her. I wanted to talk to Jules about it but she's not... she's not THE person... she's not even a person most of the time.” She complained, pinching the bridge of her nose.

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“Wanda? Oh!” Kate's eyes widened, realizing what it was all about.  “About love, well I'm not an expert...”

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“It's not about love, of course not!” The demon cut her off, shaking her head. How could it be about love? Maybe this girl perhaps wasn't as insightful as she seemed. Maybe she should have talked to Barnes.

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“What do you feel specifically?” The brunette asked as she drank some soda, noting that it was the first time she had seen Y/N so nervous and worried. The woman always seemed so tough and badass.  “Without you looking at me as if you wanted to kill me with your gaze.”

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Frowning, Y/N thought about getting up and leaving but little by little that hard and serious expression began to relax. Kate was just trying to help her.

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“Today, when we spar together, she made me fall… And at first I felt so angry. Ugh!” She clenched her jaw, couldn't believe it. Just remembering it made her blood boil.  “I mean, no one has ever brought me down in my life. And it is a very long life, Kate!”

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She stood up from her seat, slamming the table and making Kate jump.

The archer didn't say anything, just watched as Y/N paced back and forth like a caged beast.

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“But she managed to make me stumble and fall easily, that made me feel so upset.” Y/N shook her head.  “But then that went away fast and I felt so proud… then I felt worried. So many feelings! How can you get them all at once?!”

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She stared out the glass window. The colors in the sky were fascinating and disturbing.

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“I could have hurt her.” Y/N murmured worriedly. She finally blurted out what was really worrying her.

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Kate sighed. “But you didn’t.”

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“But I could.” Suddenly Y/N turned to see Kate, who was looking at her with some tenderness. Why was the archer looking at her with that tender look?

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“She’s enhanced.”  Kate tried to calm her down and make her understand, not realizing there was something deeper going on.

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“And I am-…” Y/N was going to keep going but stopped. A demon.

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She was a demon, she was much more powerful, but Kate couldn't know that. How could Y/N be so stupid to almost let it out?   “A simple agent, I know.”

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Y/N looked down.

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“I didn't mean that.” Kate quickly apologized, embarrassed. She didn't want to break the progress she finally had with Y/N.

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“I know.”  Y/N she sighed deeply, sitting back down. “But I worry… and that’s the deal, I never worry about anyone. She's my friend, but I don't feel like... a friend.”

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Kate was about to say something and paused for a few seconds, wondering if it was the right thing to say, but Y/N sought her out because of her sincerity, she had to honor that.

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“Maybe you're falling in love... What's wrong with that?”  The archer shrugged, noticing how Y/N opened her eyes so wide that she thought they would pop out of their place.

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“You don't get it, can’t be ‘love’. That's not possible!” The demon exclaimed in fear. That would be the worst thing that could happen to her.

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“Why not?” Kate looked at her confused. “It's not bad to feel love for someone. Are you homophobic or something?”

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Those words made Y/N laugh so bad and so real that Kate was even more surprised. How could she be homophobic? She was a demon! She had always been with women, she had always preferred them but not to love.

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“Of course not!” Y/N quickly defended herself.  “I love women, I just…”

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Y/N swallowed, noticing how Kate was waiting to hear more.

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“I just… can’t.” Y/N mumbled. “I didn't think I could be capable. That's going against everything I know, It's dangerous… you don't understand. It's not like you and Yelena. I wasn't made for this.”

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After that, both of them were silent for a moment. Kate considered it necessary because Y/N seemed quite shocked at that news.

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“What am I going to do now?” Y/N whispered to herself. “If I am in love with her…”

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“You should tell her.” Kate pursed her lips, but when Y/N stood up from her seat she did the same. “Thank you for trusting me with this. I didn't think you liked me…”

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“I do.” Y/N was trying to deal with everything at once. She sighed deeply, trying to focus on Kate.  “I'm not used to being grateful or being close to people.”

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‘You're a good person and I'm not, not even a person. I just wanted to use you to go unnoticed.’ She thought.

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Y/N gulped, after an awkward silence she was brave enough to break it. “Thank you, Kate.”

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Y/N extended her hand to shake it with the archer's. Surprised, Kate nodded and shook her hand.  

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“Would you like to jog with us? Tomorrow. Jules and I we used to do it, then we'll go get some lunch, maybe pizza.”

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Kate giggled, but was grateful for the invitation. “Is that healthy?” 

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“Does it matter?” Finally Y/N smiled and shrugged, for the first time she was genuine with her.

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“Yeah, I- I'd like to.” Feeling endless emotions, Kate recognized that she felt happy and excited to share something with 'new friends' like Y/N and Jules. She didn't know anyone but her girlfriend Yelena in that place, and Clint was always with his family. It was normal for the archer to feel alone.

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“Good. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Y/N nodded and turned to leave, now she needed some time to think about everything.

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Once she got far enough away, her face changed from a happy one to a worried one.

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But even though Kate advised her to tell Wanda about those feelings, Y/N decided it was best to walk away.

Her job was to ‘watch’ her and nothing more, she didn't have to interfere in the sokovian’s life and change everything. Why didn't she listen to Abaddon?

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The demon complained over and over again, especially when she felt that strange anguished feeling in her chest when she missed Wanda. Thinking about her or avoiding her was driving Y/N crazy. Is this how humans felt?

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Y/N looked at her watch and then quickened the pace. Didn't have much time if she wanted to get to the gym before Wanda did, maybe she could spar with Jules or Kate before the Sokovian arrived.

But when she turned into the hallway, ended up colliding with a brunette who seemed to be waiting for her.

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‘Fuck’ Y/N thought.

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Well, she knew that was going to happen at some point, but didn't expect it to be so soon. The woman was evading Wanda for so many days and she was lucky, but she wasn't going to be able to evade her forever.

Y/N stopped attending their dinners, besides not sparring at the same time. Even signed up for more missions just to not see her but she was just there.

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“Hey.” Wanda whispered, looking up.  She started playing with her rings a little nervously.

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“Hey.” Y/N murmured, scratching her neck, thinking of some quick excuse to run away.

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“Are you going to spar?” Wanda asked just to make some small talk, since the moment seemed pretty awkward. Y/N was going to answer but Wanda stopped her:  “I haven't seen you for some nights. I feel like you're avoiding me.”

ㅤㅤ

‘Tell her the truth, don't gaslight her.’

ㅤㅤ

“Did I do something to upset you, Y/N?” The sokovian gulped at Y/N's guilty silence.  “Have I done something wrong?”

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But Y/N stayed quiet, not knowing what to say or do.

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‘Say something, say it’s not true!’ Y/N thought.

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“No, Wanda, of course not.” Her lips began to move but she couldn't say anything coherent.  She had never felt so uncomfortable and sad. “It’s just…”

ㅤㅤ

‘It's just that I'm made to make you suffer.’ She thought again.

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Smiling sadly, Wanda just looked down. “I’m boring, right?” 

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‘Oh, don't be such an idiot to make her believe that!’

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“What? No! Of course not!” Y/N exclaimed quickly, begging for Wanda to believe her, to look up and see her eyes to notice that she was telling the truth. “It's not your fault, Wands, it's actually my fault…”

ㅤㅤ

Without understanding what she meant, Wanda tilted her head.

Y/N just sighed and took Wanda’s hand to lead her to a more intimate place, leaving together to the nearest terrace.

ㅤㅤ

“I just haven't been feeling well lately.” Y/N licked her lips nervously, wondering if it was really a good time to tell the truth.

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“What's going on? What is it? I’m worried.” Wanda put her sadness aside to feel worried, even taking a step forward to look into Y/N’s eyes.

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“I don't want to make things worse.” Y/N pursed her lips, not knowing how to begin.

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‘Too late, you already have since you got involved with her.’

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“Please, maybe I can help you.” Wanda tried, taking her hand.

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That adorable and simple gesture just made Y/N open her eyes big in surprise. Feeling the warmth of Wanda's fingers intertwined with hers, it was so new, overwhelming and welcoming. A gesture so gentle, she could have sworn her eyes watered.

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“I’ve been feeling a little different around you.” The demon finally opened up, leaving her ‘head’ aside and speaking from 'the heart'. One that she never had, one that had been dry for so long but apparently was beginning to beat.  

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Wanda frowned, still not understanding.

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“Wanda… I think… I like you, a little. I do… like you.” Y/N whispered. Despite her babbling, it felt so much better to be able to let go. “And that is causing this big confusion inside me.”

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The demon looked for some answer in Wanda's eyes, trying to see if she was angry, or if maybe if she reciprocated those feelings.

Maybe expecting the witch to smile and say something cute but Wanda just opened those huge eyes, surprised.

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“Oh.”  That was all that left Wanda’s lips.  Y/N wasn't ready to hear what was next.

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“I thought we were just friends.” Wanda finished not only those words, but also the demon's dry heart.

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Quiet and sorrowful, Y/N didn't know how to proceed. Her head was beginning to scream so loud; escape, scream at her, kill her, run away, say everything is fine.

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“You didn't… You don't feel the same.” Y/N frowned at her in confusion, feeling like a complete idiot. “I thought that-”

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Wanda's look so embarrassed only caused Y/N's heart to be engulfed by a huge invisible awful beast.

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She didn't say anything, just looked down at those rings. Y/N could hear her heart racing, possibly because of the shame the witch felt.

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How could she have confused everything? Fucking Kate! She said that-

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No, she didn't say anything. It was all coming from Y/N's head. It was all Y/N’s own fault, and it weighed heavily on her chest. Anguish was beginning to close her throat, never felt so stupid.

ㅤㅤ

The demon broke something so important to both of them, without even meaning to.  Anyway, she was meant to hurt her, right?

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“Okay. This is awkward.” Y/N laughed wryly, shaking her head. She took a few steps back, not even able to see Wanda.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Wanda, who seemed totally shocked and surprised. Who didn't know how to react to such a confession, much less from someone she considered a friend. Y/N dared to break their bond, one that was not easy to build.

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“I-I'm sorry, I-. I have to go.” Wanda murmured nervously and turned to leave quickly, without even hearing the last words of who she considered her friend.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Yeah, sure.” 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

The demon stood there, simply staring into nothingness. So many mixed feelings, that she didn't even know which one to follow.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Get angry. Go get her. Burn it all down. Don’t let her go. Tell her you care. Kill them all.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Any other time, you would have done it, you would have killed everyone. But Y/N just sighed and decided to go back to her room.

ㅤㅤ

“So, how is she doing?”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Abaddon's voice brought Y/N back to her senses.

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They both walked through the red and warm soil of that place, a beautiful as well as dangerous place. Tanzania was an amazing, beautiful, wild place.

Sometimes it was nice to have those powers, to be able to appear wherever you want. Only the fallen could use them as they pleased, of course. Wings weren't for everyone.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Abaddon invited Y/N to follow her, she was wearing the outfit of a Serengeti National Park worker, possibly stolen from what must now be a corpse.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

 “Our lucky girl. I've seen some videos on the internet about her, she’s powerful, not as much as I expected but that's good.” The redhead sighed as she searched for something in the grass.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“She’s okay.” Y/N sighed watching the sunset in that reserve, she had never seen a sunset like that. This world kept surprising her in incredible ways.  “I mean, she's grieving her loss but nothing-”

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The sound of birds flapping their wings made Y/N blink, now showing her demon eyes.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“...that indicates it's time.” Abaddon cut her off, turning to look at her. Her eyes stopped being blue and turned an angry red, dangerous and deadly. Like those of the black mamba that watched them furiously from a rock. “I've heard you say it before,  I'm tired of that excuse. You have to make sure she suffers!” 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Y/N swallowed.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

As the sun set, the warmth of the place faded and the cold began to be felt, which neither of them was affected by.

The crickets stopped, as if they knew a more dangerous predator was nearby.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Why are we here?” Y/N tried to avoid that talk, looking around.

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“Every twenty-three years I like to visit this place. I like to spill some blood.” Abaddon smiled in a creepy way, walking straight towards the Black Mamba who looked furious. “A little chat with a warlord, a little of this, a little of that… I'm not the Horseman of War but I like to make trouble.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

The snake positioned itself ready to attack but the demon was faster, grabbing its neck tightly. The black mamba opened her mouth, trying to free itself but it was impossible. It was next to another more powerful predator, a much more cruel and vengeful one.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“But I also like to make certain friends like this one, then I visit some people… we play a bit. I love wicked games.”  She hissed naughtily.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Y/N pursed her lips when she heard that.

She knew that Abbadon was much more perverse and evil, possibly what she would do with that snake was much darker than she imagined.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“So, Leviathan, I need you to do your job and MAKE HER SUFFER! Kill her best friend, kill her fucking dog, get rid of everything Maximoff loves!”  Abaddon screamed and squeezed the snake so hard that Y/N was afraid she would kill it. But Y/N knew that the redhead was doing it on purpose. Y/N was a snake, she knew how much she respected them. It was a clear offense and if ‘Leviathan’ reacted, everything would get worse. 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Maybe another demon would ‘take care’ of Wanda, and make even more chaos.

Through clenched teeth, the higher demon hissed: “I want to see her desolate and collapsed!”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Don’t say anything. Don't react. Don't think about the snake.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I will.” barely said with a thin voice.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Good girl!” Abaddon smiled and finally released the snake, letting it go. That black mamba escaped, sliding quickly through the grass. “The girl is a caterpillar under our shoes, right now of course, but when she finally hatches… she will break free like a butterfly. A very powerful, hurt and naive one… one that we can manipulate.” 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Y/N nodded, like a good soldier. “And that's when our victory will be guaranteed.”

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Pleased to see that Y/N understood, the redhead tilted her head to play with her a little.

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“We never told you but we found the book thanks to you, so many years ago. Thanks to you we found the Darkhold.” Abaddon narrowed her eyes. “It was buried in the darkest depths of this Earth, much deeper than the Mariana Trench. And you brought us that information thirty years ago...”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Oh no. It couldn't be true. That couldn't mean anything more than… everything that would happen from now on was her fault, everything they decided to do with Wanda… It was thanks to her.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Without you... she couldn't have that destiny. You‘re her savior and her executioner.” Abaddon finished clicking her tongue.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

The best Y/N could do was smile, trying to look proud but terror could be seen in her eyes even though she didn't want to. She had to think of something, she had to pick a side.

Well, Wanda rejected her. Maybe thinking about it the decision could be easier, thinking about the anger she felt and the frustration of being rejected as a simple vermin.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Be sure to let me know if there are any changes. Chton is very pleased with your work.” She slowly approached Y/N, watching her a bit flirtatiously but only squeezed her cheek, as if she were a wild child.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

She was just humiliating the snake, once again.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Can I really know what you need her for?” Y/N asked in a low voice, hoping the redhead wouldn't take her question the wrong way. Abaddon was too explosive, she could take a simple question the wrong way.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

The stinging silence and sharp gaze from the knight of Hell made Y/N shift uncomfortably. Seconds in which the demon thought it could end badly, until Abaddon spoke.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“The Scarlet Witch will be in charge of destroying all our enemies, unleashing her chaos magic... finally freeing Chton and tying this entire world and every reality to her whim. Not just one world, but all of them will be ours.”  The demon's eyes lit up just thinking about it. A glorious plan for their entire species that would eventually dominate not just one but all realities.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Although a genuine smile was born on Y/N's lips just thinking about it, she couldn't deny that her instincts were still there, she was a chaos demon and always would be.  But slowly that smile faded as she thought about how awful that could be for humans. Or rather, for those she considered worthy of saving.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Suddenly in her mind came the image of Natasha, Kate, Yelena and everyone she considered 'good'.

Where would they go? What would happen to them?

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Gulping, Y/N felt guilty.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Do you think they will allow it?” She looked up for a moment, referring to the tenth realm. Angels.  “They are warriors trained to stop that, they will come for her first if they find out. They wouldn't let anything happen to humans, now they have help from other realms, like Asgard. They act stupid with big threats but this is… much bigger.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I wouldn't worry about that.” Abaddon arched an eyebrow. “We have someone inside, they're busy with something else. They are waiting for the moment, it is inevitable. It’s them or us, and the truth is that they don't care in the least about all these monkeys. Gods would sacrifice this world without hesitation to save others.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Both began to walk together through the grass, Y/N couldn't believe what she heard. Everything was ready and at the same time no one had any idea what was happening around them.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“So this Earth-” Y/N sighed, looking around, thinking how beautiful and dangerous that night was and could disappear someday. The animals that sought refuge in the night, and the macabre and charming laughter of the hyenas. 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Will be doomed, like the rest.” The red eyed demon nodded.  “You see, all these heroes like 'avengers vs villains' efforts… it's just halftime at the Superbowl. They're just wasting their time, they're all doomed from the moment the Earth started spinning around.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

The redhead looked at a bonfire in the distance, happy to finally get to where she needed to be.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I see.” Y/N murmured, stopping and watching as Abaddon kept walking.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“You are one of the few who knows.” Abaddon turned to look at her, this time it wasn't just a threat. “Don't let him down.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

The demon didn't say anything other than nod her head, watching as the redhead walked away slowly.

A few minutes later, Y/N heard in the distance screams of pain and terror as well as gunshots. Several people were screaming in horror, some begging for mercy and others simply dying with honor.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Sighing, Y/N disappeared from that place to appear on the outskirts of the Compound. Perhaps the best thing that could have happened to her is that Wanda walked away from her, but it had to be so painful?

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“What? You like Wanda?!” Surprised, Jules was still at her side carrying some bags as they walked towards the hangar. The mission before them did not seem to be easy at all, but there was nothing better than a good deadly mission to forget about everything.  “You told her that you liked her and she did what?!” 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Smacking Jules on the back of the head, Y/N glared at her in a deadly way to make her shut up. Although it was understandable, the brunette couldn't even begin to comprehend the magnitude of it all.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Yes. Don't say anything, I have enough with myself.” Y/N muttered, quite annoyed, could see on her face that she hadn't rested well, especially after everything Abaddon said.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Now she was forced to make Wanda suffer, even if it hurt her deeply.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I'm going to kill the bitch.” Jules grunted, dropping the bags into the quinjet.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“You can’t do that.”  Y/N wrinkled her nose.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I can't do that but I would if it made you feel better.”  The brunette demon pouted a little and then shrugged. Y/N smiled slightly, felt some tenderness that Stolas tried to 'defend' her. She left her bag on the quinjet, heading back out of the plane.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“And then Abaddon asked you to hurt her deeply.” She sighed, noticing the worry on Y/N's face. “Well, at least your job will be less difficult now.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Y/N snorted. “You think?”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Jules sighed, despite her evil nature, she had to be honest with her. “No, I think it will be worse, and I don't even know why.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

None of them could say anything more than accept the harsh reality, they were made for that. It was their mission, although they began to doubt in silence. But a voice out of nowhere  made them both turn around quickly, surprised to see that person in front of them.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Hi.” Wanda said with a small awkward smile as she played with her fingers. For days Wanda had been completely avoiding Y/N and now she was just there. “Can we talk?” 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Hey.” Y/N frowned so confused.  Those big green eyes left her speechless, Wanda looked like an adorable puppy.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Oh! yeah! I remembered that I have to find Kate for... something… can’t remember what… bye!” Smiling widely, Jules quickly left, leaving them alone.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

The awkward silence and nervous glances reigned for a few seconds until one of the two was brave enough to end it.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I'm sorry.” Y/N began, sighing heavily. The demon just  looked around, noticing that Nat was approaching the Quinjet but after seeing them, she decided to quickly walk away, meeting Jules and taking her hand to leave the place.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Y/N thought of a million things to say, telling her that she didn't even want to see her anymore,  thought of telling Wanda that she had never cared about her anyway.

But she decided to speak with what she least expected. Her old, inexperienced heart. 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I shouldn't have gone further, I shouldn't have broken our friendship. I know what it meant to you, because it meant something important to me too.” Swallowing, Y/N felt an enormous weight leave her body and that was being able to tell the truth. Felt incredibly liberating.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“To be honest? I don't know what I'm doing.”  They both began to walk together, away from the hangar. The smell of the freshly cut grass and the beautiful sunset on the horizon was enchanting. The sun and the moon so near and so far; like that little bit of light sinking into the darkness of the night.  “I've never felt like this.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Wanda didn't say anything, just watched her thoughtfully, allowing Y/N to express herself first.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, Wanda, it's the first time it happened to me.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

That made the sokovian frown curiously, looking at her gaze to see the truth. Oh, she wished she could read Y/N’s mind right now but she was also grateful she couldn't.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Have you never been attracted to anyone?” The brunette asked, that thick sokovian accent showing through, making it more charming. Making the demon fall in love a little more.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“No.” Y/N answered honestly, one of the few times in her life admitting something so important. Something impossible. “Never.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Unable to believe it, a small smile tried to form at the corner of those lips. “Why me?”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I wish I knew that.” Smiling tenderly, Y/N put her hands in the pockets of the jacket. “I mean, I know why. I just don't know... why it's my first time, I know very well why it's you... You’re the one.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Her heart beat so hard in that confusion, was she doing the right thing? After everything Abaddon said, wasn't it better to let her go?

She couldn't even think anymore after Wanda broke the distance between them and cupped Y/N’s face, ending every doubt, finally kissing those lips that generated so much expectation.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Enjoying those soft lips, Y/N closed her eyes not believing what she was experiencing. As if her brain sent a blow to her entire body, her arms quickly wrapped around Wanda’s waist to pull her against her body.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Their first kiss, their first kiss leaving the pain behind and experiencing love for the first time.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

After a few seconds and the need for air, they both slowly separated without still being able to believe it. Y/N couldn't help but smile widely especially when she saw Wanda all blushing and smiling. Just two silly giggling girls.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I like you too.” Wanda said after gaining some courage, what did it matter? She had to finally leave the pain and fear behind. All those doubts in her head disappeared when she saw Y/N's sincere look.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I'm sorry I ran away like that, it's just…” The brunette sighed, trying to be honest with her and finally explain. “Everything is so hard after losing Pietro. I couldn't afford any more suffering.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Oh darling, if you only knew.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Y/N gulped at those words.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I don't want to lose anyone else. Everyone around me… dies.” The Sokovian looked down, feeling deep sadness as she realized that tragedy always surrounded her life like a wild animal. In some way or another, she never managed to be happy until she arrived at the Compound. “It terrified me to think that if we had a stronger bond, I could lose you. I’m cursed.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“You won't.” Y/N said quickly, reaching out to cradle Wanda's face in her hands and gently caress her cheek. Her gaze fixed on those green eyes, letting herself be carried away by passion. “I'll do everything I can to make sure you don't.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

The demon knew that those words were going to cost her so much, that was a very difficult and impossible promise to keep but the feeling was much deeper. She didn't know what was possessing her at that moment, something she couldn't control.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

With a hopeful look and smile, the witch felt her heart skip a beat at that oath. She was ready to let herself go with whatever they had. Whether momentary passion or real love, she didn't care. She just wanted to live again.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Maybe we could…” Wanda bit her bottom lip, looking up at her. The height difference between the two was charming. “I don't know… try?”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Y/N's lips moved, about to give her an answer to that but Natasha's voice interrupted them as she approached carrying some bags. Next to her was Jules, smiling knowingly.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“It's time to goooo! ” Nat exclaimed, walking over to the Quinjet. “Move, lovebirds!”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Sighing, Y/N cursed the bad timing they were in right now. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“We'll talk when I get back, okay? Can you wait for me?” Y/N turned her gaze to Wanda, seemed a little sad to see the demon leave, but knew perfectly well that it was necessary. The Sokovian nodded, eagerly waiting for the moment to see her again.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“Sure.” Wanda looked down shily, watching as Jules watched them smiling like a fangirl, some agents passed by her. Overcoming her fear, she dared to take Y/N's hand and intertwine their fingers for a few seconds. “Take care, Y/N.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Biting her lip for a moment, Y/N took the opportunity to get lost in those beautiful eyes before leaning down to kiss Wanda's lips once more.

This time it was a short and more chaste kiss, but definitely hopeful. 

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“See you later, Wands.” The 'agent' whispered before leaning down to pick up her bag and walk towards the Quinjet while being watched by the witch, who prayed with all her heart that the time to see each other again would be soon.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

She entered the plane and found her seat next to Jules, who pursed her lips tightly to keep from smiling, especially when Y/N looked at her with a deadly 'if you say anything I'll kill you' look.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

About twenty seconds passed until the brunette couldn't take it anymore. She quickly turned to look at Y/N, who closed her eyes and sighed knowing what was coming.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“She kissed you.” Jules wiggled her eyebrows excitedly. “Your heart is pounding even now, I can feel hers from a distance. She's into you!”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Turning to look at her, Y/N didn't say anything. Despite the seriousness of her face, she just leaned back on her seat.  “It felt like I was back in heaven again.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Surprised, Jules opened her eyes wide. She couldn't believe what she heard. “What?”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“It felt like that…” Y/N swallowed, somewhat worried, somewhat happy, somewhat confused.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

She touched her lips, caressing it gently as if she wanted to feel that feeling again. “It felt like I was in heaven again, remember? When I was happy there.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Unable to believe what she was saying or feeling, Y/N looked at Jules with a confidence never seen before in her gaze. “We need to think about what to do. There's no going back.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“We'll see what to do.” Nodding quickly, Jules leaned back in her seat as well. Staying somewhat thoughtful.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

“I’m doomed.” But Y/N's gaze was lost in a fixed point on that plane, while the rest of the agents took their places, she couldn't stop thinking about those green eyes that now gave life to her heart.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

And then she smiled.

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Grief (A Friend Indeed) Part 12

And here we are at the end. Thank you so much for being on this journey with me.

Here we have Steve's POV of the last scene from last week, he talks to Hopper and Steve's uncle further proves he'd be a better parent than Clint Harrington.

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5 Pt 6 Pt 7 Pt 8 Pt 9 Pt 10 Pt 11

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Steve watched Eddie march to the truck and let out a shuddering breath. He thought that they had really connected here. But now as they were going back to Hawkins it appeared that Eddie was just going to leave that here in Ashland.

He got to his car and looked at the sad little cooler and just lost it. He started cursing and hitting the steer wheel.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” he hissed. “You never did hear a name, did you, Harrington? Apparently he was in love with someone else all this time and was only being nice because you were having a mental break down.”

He could feel the tears stream down his face. Bitter and angry. “You should have been supporting him not the other way round. That’s probably why he’s soooo pissed at you. Because he was grieving and you made it all about you. Like you always do. Fuck!”

Just then the passenger side door was wrenched open and Eddie slid in.

The tears dried up instantly in his surprise. “Eds?”

And then Eddie proceeded to just knock all his intrusive thoughts out of the fucking ballpark. Just sent them running like a scared dog with its tail between its legs.

Then kissed him about it.

They still needed to have a proper conversation but that could wait until they were back in Hawkins.

Steve could live with that.

*

When they got home they had that talk. Eddie learned about all the different girls who had propositioned him and was pissed on his behalf.

“That’s fucking bullshit,” he said. “You shouldn’t have had to deal with that.”

Steve shrugged. “You had enough on your plate. Plus, I sicced Uncle Danny after them.”

Eddie blinked. “Oh. I think I would have paid good money to see that.”

“I didn’t have to send anyone after Beth though,” Steve said with a grin, “Lauren did that all on her own.”

“I’m so glad you two got along,” Eddie murmured. “But in the future, you tell me these things. I want to protect you, the way you protect everyone else, okay?”

Steve agreed.

Wayne walked into the new house provided by the government, wiping his hands on an old rag.

“Everything is in the garage for us to sort and place later,” he told Eddie.

“You two going to be wanting help getting everything in?” Steve asked.

Wayne shook his head. “Lauren and her Uncle Hal are coming out next week to help out.”

Eddie ran his tongue over his teeth thoughtfully. “Yeah? I didn’t hear about that.”

Wayne had the presence of mind to blush. “It must have slipped my mind.”

“Uh-huh,” Steve and Eddie said together.

Wayne cleared his throat. “So I’m going to be seeing you a lot more now that you and Ed are together?”

Steve grinned, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s waist and putting his head on his shoulder. “I’ll be here so often, you’ll think I live here.”

Wayne hummed. “We’ll come back to that in a few months.”

Eddie blushed. “Nice to know you aren’t planning the wedding already, old man.”

Wayne blinked innocently. “Oh I am, but I’m thinking fall of next year or the year after.”

Eddie coughed and sputtered as Steve laughed.

He turned to Steve. “Why aren’t you defending me against this?” He waved at Wayne’s smug expression.

“Because I’m already coming up with arguments for a late spring early summer wedding instead.”

Eddie’s jaw dropped. “That’s some confidence you got there, darlin’. What makes you think I’ll say yes.”

Steve kissed him, slow and searing.

Eddie blushed. “Yup. Okay. Uh-huh. Point made.”

Wayne just smiled fondly.

*

Steve was really starting to regret setting the party on his Uncles Percy and David.

Robin, El, and Will had kidnapped Percy, while Dustin, Mike, and Nancy had absconded with David somewhere.

Eddie, Lauren, and Jonathan were talking to Hal and Lucas, Max, and Erica were talking to Wayne.

Hopper came up to Steve and put his arm around his shoulders.

Steve relaxed into the embrace.

“You did good, kid,” Hopper said. “I’m proud of you.”

Steve nodded and then rubbed the end of his nose, trying to fight back the tears.

“I had a long talk with Joyce about some of her choices that she made while I was gone,” he continued. “I’m glad I’m out of that hell hole, but she should have made sure everyone was safe first.”

“She had a lot on her plate,” Steve murmured.

Hopped cuffed the back of his head. “Don’t you go forgiving her without her apologizing first. I had to go back to California because apparently some fucked up general decided to shoot up the Byers house in Lenora.”

Steve looked over at Hopper in shock. “They did what now?”

Hopper nodded. “It was a complete shit show. But you have to know, I wouldn’t have just left you behind if I didn’t think you could handle it.”

“I know, I just...”

“Just wish you didn’t have to handle it?” he asked. Steve nodded. “I getcha. I wish you didn’t have to either. But I trust you to take care of everyone here, because I know they’re in safe hands with you.”

Steve choked back a sob. “Thanks, Hop.”

“Still can’t believe you’re dating that Munson kid,” he teased.

Steve pushed Hop way playfully. “Oh fuck off. He’s a good man.”

Hop looked over at him talking to Jonathan and Hal. “If he gets you to take care yourself or at least does it for you, he gets a pass from me.”

Steve blushed. “He takes care of me. It’s incredible how easy he makes it look.”

“I know your family was shit growing up,” Hop said. “But look at it now.”

Steve looked out at the fifteen-sixteen people out there lounging around the swimming pool with fondness.

“I always wanted a big family,” he said softly. “Who would have thought that all it would take is some extra-dimensional monsters to make it happen.”

Hopper chuckled. “I feel you kid. Before I started all this, I had lost my daughter to cancer and my wife to divorce. Now, not only do I have another daughter to take care of, I have a woman I love and her two boys that are like her sons to me.”

Steve made a grimace. “Does that mean Jonathan is my step-brother, because ew.”

“I heard that Harrington!” Jonathan called out.

Steve and Hopper laughed.

Eddie came bounding up to Steve. “I’m not sure I want the Chief as a father-in-law, babe.”

Steve smiled. “Oh that is going to make for some very awkward family dinners.

Percy came up behind Eddie.

“Hello, I’m Steve’s uncle, Percy,” he said extending his hand to Hopper to shake.

“Yeah,” Hopper said. “I’ve been hearing all about you. I’m sorry Clint Harrington kept you away from Steve for all this time.”

Percy nodded. “Jasper being an idiot didn’t help, unfortunately. But I’m in Steve’s life for good. There’s nothing that his parents could do that would change that.”

Steve gave Percy a hug in gratitude.

“Welcome to Hawkins then,” Hopper said with a smile. “It’s bit of a mess at the moment, but it’s home.”

“Well,” Percy said with a smile, “the welcome so far has been amazing I’m happy Steven has a support system now.” He turned to Steve. “May I pull you away for a moment. There’s something I would like to talk to you about.”

Steve looked at Hopper and Eddie who both shrugged. “Sure, lead the way.”

Percy went inside the kitchen and sat down at the counter. “When you told me that you didn’t get into the colleges and universities you applied for, I called around.”

Steve frowned. “Why? My grades slipped after Christmas my senior year. I ended at 2.76 GPA. I figured that wasn’t good enough to get in.”

“Yes,” Percy said. “If they only looked at your senior year. But they don’t. They look at a cumulative GPA from all your years at high school. You had a cumulative GPA of 3.16. Which is more than enough to get into any college you wanted. Especially with you still winning medals in swimming.”

His frown deepened. “But Dad said that I didn’t get into any of those schools.”

“Yes, which I thought was odd,” Percy further explained. “Which is why I called. Steven, you got accepted into two thirds of the schools you applied for.”

Steve leaned back. “What? That’s not possible.”

“I’m guessing Clint only showed you the one third you didn’t get into and told you the rest was the same.”

“Why?” he breathed. “Why would he do that?”

“Because the schools you got into weren’t the ones he wanted you to go to is my next guess.”

“I can go to college?” Steve asked, his lip quivering. “I don’t have to be stuck here my whole life?”

Percy shook his head. “You are a smart young man, and David and I are very committed to helping you get to where you want to go in life. Your parents mail have failed you, but I promise we won’t.”

Steve let out a shaky breath. “Thank you so much.”

Percy got up and hugged him. “Now go back out to your boy, he’ll be worried about you.”

Steve nodded and walked back out.

Percy followed close behind and wrapped his arm around David’s waist.

“You think they’re going to be okay?” David asked as they watch Steve and Eddie cling to each other.

“Oh yes,” Percy said. “It may have taken a tragedy to get them here, but they are smart boys with a great support system. There is nothing those boys can’t do now.”

“I’m happy to have met them,” David said.

“Me too.”

****

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[lesbian-deadpool]

Pregnant nat being clingy to everyone at the compound bc readers out on an extended mission but her clinginess keeps scaring people bc she sneaks up on them without realizing she is! so as soon as reader gets back everyone is like THANK GOD no more frights lol

Oh, this is chaotic!

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Tony

It started with Tony.

Which... was surprise.

The man was in the workshop, when Natasha walked in.

You had been gone for a few days at that point, and she was getting increasingly lonely.

The man was intently focused upon the thing he was working on, a wrench in his hands, unknown to the woman standing behind him. 

“What are you working on?”

With her question, and a hand upon his shoulder, Tony jumped out of his skin, sending the wrench in his hands flying.

Steve

The blonde had a strict (and full) diet.

A good portion of his spare time was spent in the kitchen, cooking his many meals, and prepping them for the following days.

Normally it was calm, and he was left to his vices, if not with a couple of the team members passing in and out, and hanging around and just chatting.

This had never happened before.

Arms suddenly wrapped around his middle, causing the man’s shoulders to jump up to his ears and a sharp gasp to sound from him. If it weren’t for the pregnancy bump brushing against his back, Steve would have lashed out.

You had only been gone a week, and already his heart was near exploding out of his chest with the amount of times Natasha had scared him.

Thor

The God was getting ready for bed, actually he was already in bed, he was actually tucking Mjolnir into the makeshift bed he had crafted beside his own... he’s a strange man. But it was sweet none-the-less.

With a pat to the covered handle, he smiled to his hammer, blind to the red-head who had settled into the bed behind him. “Goodnight, Mjolnir.”

“Goodnight, Thor.”

Everyone heard his scream throughout the compound that night.

Bruce

Scaring Bruce was never a smart nor wise thing to do.

And even in her hormonal and clingy state, Natasha knew not to touch him, or talk, in case she surprised him so much that his alter ego would break through.

However, she was still a pregnant woman wanting comfort from her friends and family (and people she considered so) while her partner was away on a mission without her or any other team members.

So, that's why, when Bruce was hard at work in the lab, and he turned around only to find Natasha sitting on one of the stools not too far from the scientist, a startled noise still left his mouth. He was just glad he didn’t have anything dangerous in his hands at that time.

Wanda

Natasha had no one to cuddle up to during movie nights anymore, so she was forced to find substituted for your absence.

And Wanda was the person she was brought to in that moment.

The witch might have been a mind reader, but she didn’t have senses like Peter.

So, when her attention was raptly upon the playing movie, and she suddenly felt a body press against her side, the popcorn went flying, landing all over Sam.

Which was poetic justice, in a way, considering her fear was heightened by his choice of horror movie.

Clint

Clint knew his best friend inside and out. The only person he knew more than the red-head, was his wife.

But pregnant Natasha threw him a curveball, because he still knew her, but God, was everything skewed.

Everyone knew how much she cared for his children, and with her pregnancy, she only wanted to be around children more. Maternal instincts going haywire. Clint and Laura thought it was sweet how often she would visit the family at their farm, more so during your mission away.

But one thing that the archer hated?

How when he was outside, honing his marksman skills, and more often than not, Natasha would be there, handing him an arrow. Never once failing to make him startle at her sudden presence.

He knows thinks she was doing it on purpose.

Yelena

The sisters were closer than ever since their reunion a few years ago.

No matter how much they loved once another, they still bickered like cats and dogs.

“God dammit, Natasha!”

It was hard to spook Yelena, but if anyone could do it, it would be Natasha.

“Why are you yelling?!”

All the blonde wanted to do was take a nap with her dog, walking into her dark bedroom, talking a seat on her own bed when a cats cry sounded.

“Why are you sleeping in my room, with your cat?!”

That one was Liho’s fault, Natasha liked to excuse.

You

It was late when you came back home.

The compound was silent as you walked the halls, until suddenly someone was one your back hugging you.

Now, you would have assumed it was Natasha considering how long it had been since you even had contact with your pregnant fiancé.

But you were wrong.

It was Tony.

The billionaire had his arms wrapped around your middle, hugging you close. Before you could even voice your surprised confusion, the man rushed to speak.

“Thank God, you’re back! Natasha has been driving us all up the wall, its like living in a horror movie, she scares us all the time.”

“She’s been scaring you?”

“Yeah.” He nodded into your back. “She’s been craving affection from everyone since you were gone, and she goes all super-spy to get it!”

When you got into bed that night, you woke Natasha up, causing the woman to cling to you, not letting you go for a long time.

She was by your side the whole time the next few days. Even when the other team members reacted the same way Tony had, the night you came home.

You were banned from going on missions after that. At least until the red-head gave birth.

[natashaslesbian]

Just Like Mama

From the ‘Tiny Dancer’ series

Summary:

Word Count: 829

Parings: (Mama!Natasha x Kid!Reader) (Avengers x Kid!Reader)

Warnings: none just Xmas fluff!!!

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“Mama mama!” The bang of the door against the dresser snapped Natasha back to reality, as if the screaming toddler wasn’t enough. “Mama mama it’s Christmas!” You yelled as you used all your strength to pull yourself up onto mommy’s bed. She had enough time in her first thing consciousness to have a sneaky plan, so she pretended to be asleep. “Mama come on!” You exclaimed as you came to meet her ‘sleeping’ form when suddenly she bottled awake and used her reflexes to attack your tummy with with tickled “ahhhh gotcha!” Natasha croaked out “ah ha mama!” You shouted through your giggles. When her hands grew tired, Natasha swallowed you up into her embrace “merry Christmas tiny dancer” she said “merry Christmas mommy” you looked up into her glowing green eyes “can we open presents now!” You joyfully said and Natasha faked a large yawn “oh I don’t know y/n mommy is so tired I might need an hour to wake up” she said “an hour!” You moaned, dramatically throwing yourself over her lap “I’m only kidding baby!” Mama said as she scooped you back up and pushed the covers from her body “let’s go open some presents!”

“Wow!” You exclaimed “mommy look!” You helped the box up high so Natasha could see “what is it darling?” She asked “a pocket knife!” You dropped the box and ran to Tony “oh uh I think that one was meant for mommy baby” Nat said as she scooped up the weapon and shot daggers at iron man himself. “No mama, the tag said it was for me! Thank you uncle Tony” you cuddled into his lap “uh- hm, sorry y/n that one was for mommy” Tony lied, fearing the rage in Natasha’s frame “I actually have a way better gift for you” he said “oh, you do” you said with slight disappointment “yes. I’m gonna- take you to the mall, next- next week” he quickly came up with “yay” you said. Natasha turned her back for two seconds and uncle Tony whispered into your ear “I’ll teach you how to use my pocket knife alright kiddo” you solidified the deal with a fist bump.

Next you opened auntie Yelena’s present, tied perfectly with a pink bow and sparkly wrapping paper. Your auntie had spent weeks looking for the perfect gift for you, but when she saw this she knew it was the one. “A new tutu!” You cheered. You had begged mama for a rainbow tutu but she told you that you weren’t allowed to actually wear it to dance, you compromised asking if you could just wear it in the house, but Natasha wasn’t having any of it. That’s what aunties are for. “Do you like it tiny dancer?” The blonde asked, her Russian accent sounding thicker than usual “yes yes yes!” You screamed “I love it so much! Thank you auntie Lena!”

“All right, next one is from me” Clint said. You stumbled over to him and settled next to his frame on the couch. “Woah cool” you squealed “my own bow and arrow!” Nat immediately took notice “it better be a play one!” She said “of course! I’m not trying to endanger her life unlike others” Clint said as nudged Tony “thank you so much uncle Clint. Can I open it now?” You asked “not just yet y/n” Mama answered “you’ve still got one last present baby” you looked around the room and next to the tree, but there was nothing more to be seen “where mommy?” Natasha came over and like magic pulled a final gift from behind her back.

Settled on her lap, you began to tear the wrapping of Natasha’s last present, the sight of your mommy’s signature hourglass took you surprise, you looked up to Natasha with hope “keep going y/n” she encouraged. When you finally tore the wrapping away you were amazed, you had been asking for this all year. Natasha was worried when you fell silent, fearing you had changed your mind. “What do you think tiny dancer?” Wanda said from across the room. You brought your gaze back up to Natasha’s “really mama?” You whispered “yeah baby girl, it’s what you wanted right?” She said “I get my very own black widow suit?” You asked “I get to be just like mommy?” You said “you get to be just like mommy baby” Natasha said.

“Introducing!” Sam called through his cupped hands “the mini black widow!” The team erupted into applause as you came running into the room with auntie Wanda and dropped into your mamas signature pose. “Look at you baby spider!” Nat said as you ran into her awaiting arms “you look amazing mini widow!” She gave you a big squeeze “thank you mama! This is the best Christmas present ever!” You squealed as you returned her embrace, wrapping your frame around her shoulders “you’re welcome y/n” Mommy said

“I love you mama”

“I love you too tiny dancer”

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A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! This request was the cutest thing ever and I decided to add it to the tiny dancer series! I hope everyone is having a good holiday🩷

[lnfours]

hiii do u still take reqs? if so can u write one about intern!reader in stark industries and they bump to each other in the lab being like omg what r u doing here arent u in most of my classes in uni stuff like that and hes surprised that she got to fixed spiderman’s web shooters when he couldnt figure it out himself 😭 just sum cute getting closer and closer stuff :((((( tysmmm 🩷🩷

ANON THIS IS SO CUTE MY HEART IS BURSTING

inbox 💌

you wandered into the lab early that morning, wanting nothing more than just to get ahead on some new projects. what you didn’t expect was someone else sitting in the lab when you walked in. he almost spooked you, almost made you drop your cup of coffee.

“oh, sorry,” he chuckled, “didn’t mean to scare you. i didn’t know anyone else was coming in today.”

you shook your head, eyes moving towards what he was working on on the metal table in front of him, “it’s okay, i don’t mind sharing.”

he smiled softly, but your eyes scanned his familiar features. you pulled your eyebrows together, trying to rack your brain on where you’ve seen the boy before.

“you look familiar,” you said, “do i know you?”

he smiled, “i got to empire state, we have a few classes together.”

you pressed your palm against your forehead, feeling like an idiot, “that’s right! you’re peter, right?”

he nodded, “yeah. you’re y/n y/l/n, right?”

you smiled and nodded. the two of you started to work on your projects, low music playing in the background. the small talk continued about class.

however, you couldn’t help but notice what he was working on. it looked like he was struggling a little bit, cursing under his breath as he dropped the screw driver.

“i don’t have enough caffeine in me for this right now.” he joked and you sent him a small smile.

“need some help?” you wondered and he looked over at you with a soft smile.

“i mean, you’re busy-“

“no, it’s okay, i’m almost done,” you smiled, rolling your chair over to his table, “woah, what’s all this?”

“a new design i’ve been working on for web-shooters,” he said, “this design is supposed to have upgraded cartridges that can hold more web fluid, that way they’re not running out all of the time.”

you nodded, “i’ve seen tony work on something like this before. he said it was for spider-man, i think.”

he let out a shaky breath. should he tell you? no, you’re just a stranger to him.

“yeah, i help spider-man, uhm, design things.”

you nodded, impressed, “that’s cool.”

he nodded back, “yeah, very cool.”

you examined the web shooter, pointing out some of the things he should change to make it work. the two of you began working, he handed you some of the parts as you screwed them in.

after an hour of tinkering, you handed him the upgraded device with a smile, “give that a shot.”

he inserted the newly improved web cartridge. you watched as his fingers moved to press the button in the middle of his palm, the web shooting out and sticking to the wall nearby. you bit down on your bottom lip, shaking your head at the thoughts.

“wow,” he smiled, “that worked! it totally worked! you’re a genius.”

you smiled, “just here to help.”

he offered to help with your designs, some new arrows for clint and kate. the two of you made some more small talk.

“so, when did you start interning?” he asked.

“a couple weeks ago,” you said, twisting the arrowhead onto the shaft, “what about you? how’d you land that spider-man gig?”

he shrugged, “friend of a friend.”

you nodded, “that’s still pretty cool.”

he nodded, watching as you worked. he was in awe of you. he had been ever since you answered one of the hardest questions in class.

“how would you,” he started softly, his nerves getting the best of him as he cleared his throat, “would you like to, uhm, get coffee or something sometime?”

you smiled, “yeah, i’d really like that.”

the two of you looked up as the door to the lab closed, tony smiling as he walked inside.

“spider-boy, i see you’ve met the newest brainiac, y/n.”

your eyes widened a little as peter stiffened, you looked over at him.

“wait, you’re spider-man?”

great. thanks tony.

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 10 – FOUND FAMILY

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: scifigrl47

If you've been in this fandom for any amount of time, you've probably read something of Sci's. The universes that she's created are a fandom staple, and it says a lot about how fantastic her writing is that her OCs fit seamlessly into the stories, to the point that I sometimes forget that they're not actually canon. I especially love the way she writes the whole Found Family aspect of the Avengers, so those are the kinds of fics I want to rec today. But honestly you should just go ahead and binge her entire AO3, because everything on it is incredible.

Here's some of her work that I think you should check out:

Phil Coulson Knows Tony Stark's Super Villain Name

Pairing: Steve/Tony, Clint/Coulson Rating: T Words: 14,454 Tags: Training Exercise, Paintball, Humor

Summary: The only thing really stopping Tony Stark from attempting to conquer the world is that he wouldn't know what to do with it once he conquered it. He's still pretty sure he could do it, though. SHIELD's pretty sure he could do it, too, and SHIELD is pretty uncomfortable with that. There's a plan in place, in case Tony makes a try for world domination, or any sort of caped super villainy. It involves Steve. No one is surprised. This is not that plan. This is a training exercise, involving paint balls. It might end with world domination, anyway.

Reasons why I love it: You just know that if Tony wanted to, he would've taken over the world a long time ago. This fic is hilarious, and I especially love Bruce and Harris' roles in this disaster that Fury calls a training exercise. Also, Darcy is goddamn adorable. This fic always puts a smile on my face, so I hope you check it out!

The Best of Life and Asgard

Pairing: Steve/Tony, Clint/Coulson Rating: M Words: 15,794 Tags: Humor, Public Indecency, Drunken Behavior

Summary: Tony Stark has been drunk at a few parties in his life. A quick browse of YouTube makes that impossible to deny, so he doesn't bother. But he can control himself, he doesn't have to drink. He can stay perfectly sober for just one night. He promised, he could go one night without drinking. The problem is, he was the only one who made that promise.

Reasons why I love it: Drunk Steve is so adorable, oh my god. I love the mild dash of angst sprinkled in at the beginning and the end, and Steve's upset over his own behavior is funny and endearing at the same time. The strip poker scene makes me cry laughing every time. And the Avengers family feels are strong with this one. I adore this fic, so please check it out, if you haven't already!

Phil Coulson Does Not Bake (and The Avengers Do Not Shop At IKEA Anymore)

Pairing: Steve/Tony, Clint/Coulson Rating: G Words: 6,671 Tags: Humor, Pranks, Baking

Summary: Sometimes Tony Stark makes poor choices. Sometimes Tony pushes his teasing of Steve Rogers just a little too far. Sometimes Steve decides he's had enough. Phil Coulson's the one who's got to write this nonsense up, and he does not bake.

Reasons why I love it: Tony is such a little shit. Honestly, he deserves what Steve has in store for him. And of course, Tony is absolutely adorable in his desperation to make it up to Steve, even if he has to learn a new skill to do it. The rest of the Avengers getting roped into it is just the cherry on top. I love this one so much, please go and read it for yourself, it's amazing!

Extracurricular Activities

Pairing: Steve/Tony, Clint/Coulson Rating: T Words: 8,332 Tags: Overprotective Avengers, Poor Choices, Exotic Dancing

Summary: New York has a party for any taste. Some people like high class lounges. Some enjoy a good dive bar. There are gay bars and techno clubs and all night raves. And somewhere out there, there's a club where the dancers are dressed like Super Heroes, and Spider-Man may or may not be their headliner. Let's face it, the everyone assumed that Clint would be the first Avenger to take up pole dancing. He's a little distressed he's been beaten to the punch.

Reasons why I love it: I don't know why, but somehow the thought of Spiderman pole-dancing for money just makes complete sense in my head. And the rest of the Avengers being nosy bitches about it is a given. We love to see it. And any appearance of Harris in a scifigrl47 fic is enough to make my day. This fic is amazing, and you should definitely go ahead and read it!

Phil Coulson is Not the Avengers' Public Relations Manager

Pairing: Steve/Tony, Clint/Coulson Rating: T Words: 6,881 Tags: Humor, Steve Does Not Like Bullies, Social Justice

Summary: From the Avengers Case Files of Phil Coulson: Grocery shopping is necessary, Tony's a little too proud of his tech, Captain America's lost on the streets of New York, and sometimes social injustice just happens. Phil Coulson's the one who's got to write this nonsense up, and he is not their PR Manager.

Reasons why I love it: Drew and Shawn have my entire heart. And Steve too, although that one's a given. I love seeing the Avengers fight for social justice, and their statements to the press are so fucking satisfying. Give me Steve fighting bullies any day! Definitely check this one out if you haven't read it yet, I bet you'll love it just as much as I do!

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Just for you

Pairing | Husband!Young!Tony Stark x Wife!Female!Reader

Word count | 2K

Summary | You have been thinking about getting a particular 'surprise' for your husband for quite a while, and you're finally going through with it on a girls' weekend away. What you don't know, however, is that Tony has gotten a surprise for you as well, and he can't wait to show you what he has done.

Warning(s) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Implied piercing of nipples, implied tattooing, smut (nipple play, fingering, implied love making).

A/n | This idea suddenly popped up and hasn't left me since, so here we are! A big thanks to @ccbsrmsf1 for proofreading this, and being even more enthusiastic about this idea than I am, because that's what gave me the push to write this 🖤

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💚

Divider is made by @firefly-graphics | GIF-credit goes to @ccbsrmsf1

Main Masterlist | Tony Stark Masterlist | AU Masterlist

It seemed like a good idea when you were in the club drinking your fifth or sixth tequila shot, getting a piercing to remember this weekend in Vegas with your friends. Now that you're standing in the shop, it doesn't seem like such a good idea anymore.

''Come on! It's your turn!'' Natasha says as she gets up from the chair and walks to the mirror to admire her new belly button piercing.

Wanda got an industrial piercing in her ear, and now it's time for you to get one, too. You've been thinking about getting a certain one for a while, and when you brought it up in the club, all three of you thought it would be a perfect idea.

''So, what can we do for you, young lady?'' the man who just pierced Nat and Wanda asks you, and you're not sure if you should tell him or not. If you didn't have the amount of drinks you did, you might have judged the situation differently, but alas, you didn't.

After a deep breath, you tell the man your idea. ''I want to get my nipples pierced.'' The man nods before getting his station ready for you.

Since you officially stopped breastfeeding and milking for your youngest son, Paxton, you've been toying with the idea of surprising Tony with nipple piercings, and now was your chance to finally get it done.

You don't have too much time to think about it, though, because before you know it, the piercer is ready for you, and within no time, you're two nipple piercings richer.

As soon as you check yourself in the mirror, your mind immediately shoots to Tony, remembering a conversation you had not too long ago, which sparked this idea.

''These would look so fucking good if they're pierced, Sunshine,'' Tony tells you between sucking and licking your nipples, his long fingers working their magic between your thighs, working you towards your orgasm.

''Makes me so fucking hard to think of you with these piercings, oh fuck,'' he groans as he keeps working you up, and with a shout of his name, you fall over the edge, followed by Tony, who cums as he ruts against the sheets.

''Maybe I'll get them soon,'' you say after he's worked you through your orgasm, a sheepish smile playing on your lips. Little did he know you might have had this idea for a while.

After the piercings are all done, the piercer gives all of you the instructions for the aftercare, and he hands you a flyer with all of the information, too. After paying, you're all returning to the hotel, ready to call it a night.

Meanwhile, back in New York, Tony enjoys a boys' night out with Bruce and Clint. The kids are enjoying a sleepover with Howard and Maria, so he can just let go for an evening, just like you in Vegas.

''Dude, you should get a tattoo with us!'' Clint exclaims after throwing back the last beer, but Tony isn't convinced yet. He adores how your body looks with ink adorning every inch and curve, but him? He's not sure.

''What if she's going to hate it? What if I get something offensive? What if-'' is all he can bring out before Bruce chimes in, cutting him off.

''Are you thinking that she would hate it? She has more tattoos than most people could even dream of. She wouldn't hate it,'' Bruce tries, which seems to convince him a little.

''How about we all get something?'' Clint then chimes in again, and after one more beer, they all decide to do it. Bruce and Clint are getting something to commemorate their time in acting school, but not Tony.

''What're you getting?'' Bruce asks after looking at the black and grey clapperboard on his upper arm, right above the crook of his elbow.

''I think I might want something to represent Sunshine and the kids,'' Tony says as he looks through the portfolio of the tattoo artist who will be inking him.

''How about their names? Sunshine has your name as well as the kids. Might be nice to match with her,'' Clint says from the chair, currently getting his black and grey clapperboard on his chest.

''Yeah,'' Tony says with a big smile, and he decides on a beautiful font and has the stencil drawn up. From top to bottom, it says Y/N, Hudson, Orion, and last but not least, Paxton. Around the tattoo are multiple small stars, a sun, and a moon.

The tattoo has a deep meaning to him; because of that, he wants it tattooed right over his heart so he will have them close to him wherever he goes.

''It's perfect,'' he sighs as he looks at the stencil, and he starts tearing up a little, just like he did when you surprised him with the tattoo of his name and the kids.

Since it's a rather precise and big tattoo - it takes up his entire left peck - it does take a while for the tattoo artist to be done, but once he is, Tony can't wait any longer and runs to the mirror to see the result.

''Oh my fucking god!'' he whispers to himself as he sees the names on his chest. Right over his beating heart. Tears well up in his eyes, but he doesn't care. He's so overcome with love right now and can't wait to show you what he's done.

''She's gonna love it; I know she will,'' Bruce says as he stands behind Tony, a hand slapping him on his right shoulder to encourage him.

''I know she will,'' Tony says before wiping his tears away and letting the tattoo artist wrap it up so it can be secured. When the aftercare is explained, they also pay, and Tony goes home, unable to wait any longer to see his Munchkins.

The reaction of Howard and Maria was amazing, and a few tears were shed over the fact that he got all of your names tattooed now, just like his wife.

The twins also reacted well to it the next morning, and they read all of the names out loud, which made his heart melt right underneath the tattoo. But the cutest question came from his daughter.

''Why doesn't Mommy's name say Sunshine? You always call her that,'' she asks, and Tony tells her all about it, and how the sun, moon and stars stand for each of them.

''Mommy's right here, too. You see the sun over there? And the moon next to it, that is to represent Paxton. The stars though, those are the most special, because they resemble the two of you,'' Tony says, trying not to cry as he tells them.

''I love it, Daddy, now you have the same one as Mommy!'' Hudson says, and Tony wholeheartedly agrees. He doesn't tell him about the fact that yours is adorned with flowers, though, instead of the way his looks.

It is Sunday afternoon, and you're finally going home after your girl's weekend in Vegas. Your nipples are still relatively sore from when you got the piercings, but you had expected worse.

What you forgot, however, is that the metal detector at the airport would go off, and it wasn't exactly fun having to explain you got your nipples pierced, but eventually, you were allowed to go home.

Howard, Maria, Tony, and the kids are all coming to pick you up from the airport, and as soon as you land, you get a text they have arrived as well, so it should be quickly that you see them.

Your suitcase is picked up quickly; before you know it, you're reunited with your family again. Hudson and Orion run up to you and grab you around your middle, and you have to steady yourself so you won't fall over.

''Mommy's back!'' they yell out in unison, and the smile on your face is so broad it's a miracle you're not getting sore from smiling at them the entire time.

''Can I say hi to Daddy, Paxton, Grampa, and Glamma?'' you ask, and they let you go so you can first say hi to your other son. You've missed them immensely, but as Paxton grabs your boob, you scream in pain, and Tony quickly takes him back.

''Fuck!'' you whisper yell to yourself, a sharp pain shooting through your entire chest as he grabbed your nipple by accident, hurting you unintentionally with the piercing.

''You okay, Sunshine?'' he asks quickly, and you assure him everything's okay.

''I am, but I have to show you something when we're home,'' you say with a glint of mischief, and the pain is already subsiding. He gives you a small peck on the lips before you greet Howard and Maria, and you head home.

''Would you look after the kids for a bit? I need to take a shower,'' you ask Maria, and she happily agrees to watch them before you pull Tony upstairs with you.

''I got a little surprise for you when I was in Vegas. Or, I should say two surprises,'' you say before unbuttoning your blouse, revealing that you weren't wearing a bra.

But when Tony's eyes slide down your body, he gasps as he sees the silver barbells adorning your nipples, shimmering in the sun that washes into the room.

''Oh my fucking god,'' Tony says before capturing you in a deep kiss, licking his way into your mouth instantly, his hands inching up to touch them. Before he can, though, you need to stop him.

''We can't, Tony. They have to heal for a while first, but once they are, I will let you go to town on them, I promise,'' you say as you cup his cheek, pulling him in for a soft kiss.

''Thank you for getting them, Sunshine; now you're a pierced and tattooed Greek Goddess,'' he tells you, and you can't help but smile at the compliment.

He helps you remove the rest of your clothing, and he stops you when you're about to unbutton his shirt. His hands wrap around your wrists to stop you, and you look up at him with a confused look.

''I have a surprise for you, too, Sunshine. Something I've been wanting for a while but never dared to do until this weekend,'' he says, a pink tint creeping up his cheeks as he thinks about how you could react.

He lets go of your wrists, and you carefully unbutton each button before letting it slide off his shirt. Your line of sight is immediately pulled to the tattoo on his chest, and you can already feel the tears prick in the back of your eyes.

''Is- Is it real? Can I- I mean, is it okay if I touch it?'' you ask, and he nods. Your fingertips softly glide over his tattoo, now a little over a day old. As you know from experience, it's still sensitive, so you're extra careful.

The tears you were trying to hold back have won the battle, and you let them flow, your fingers moving over your name, followed by Hudson, Orion, and Paxton.

''We're matching now,'' you choke out, and he pulls you in for a kiss, not deepening it this time but just letting it take its natural course, which makes it nothing short of perfect.

When you pull away, you bend down and kiss the tattoo on his chest, showing him how much you love it.

''I couldn't have imagined a better surprise when I got home; thank you,'' you say before you pull him into the shower. It's good that Howard and Maria were watching the kids because you were making love in the shower before moving to bed, enjoying each other's bodies.

You're exchanging sweet words, loving kisses, and longing glances. Both of you are feeling somewhere north of heaven right now, and when it's finally time for dinner, you get dressed and head downstairs.

You're dressed in an oversized t-shirt from Tony and a pair of leggings, and he's wearing sweats and an old t-shirt. Both of you are wearing your glasses, but most of all, you're wearing a look of pure adoration.

''I love you, Sunshine,'' Tony says before he heads towards the kids. You walk to the kitchen to see if Maria needs help with dinner, which she does, and you help her, the smile never leaving your face the entire time.

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Oh How You Brighten up the Night Sky

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Insecure/Sad Natty, Anxious R, but really this is like super fluffy.

Requested by: @mostlymarvelsstuff

Sunshine/Grumpy Prompts

“Oh, your smile is so beautiful! I would love to see it more often.”

Natasha had been in a particularly sad mood ever since Clint retired, and you'd taken notice right away when she'd stopped being herself. Witty remarks were replaced by uneasy silence, no amount of goading by Tony even worked to get her to speak, and the silly lopsided smirk she'd wear when they did something stupid that you'd grown to love all but disappeared.

Another thing you noticed was her absence, she had been steadily ignoring you, and it was breaking your heart because you thought all those nights under the stars together meant something, but it had started to feel more like you were just a fleeting moment for her, and you even rationalized that out to be okay, but her being sad would never sit well with you.

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Her happiness would have to wait for now though since she was avoiding you, and you were absolutely starved after the intense hours spent training with the group of super soldiers. As you approached the kitchen though your heart stuttered in your chest at the sound of that familiar laughter of the aforementioned woman of your heart. You were torn between entering to see what had lifted her spirits, or hiding in the shadows as to not lower them.

Curiosity won out though so you nonchalantly entered the kitchen, and when you locked eyes with the redhead you were surprised to see her wide smile didn't fade out, but it had actually become softer. Natasha's heart was beaming when you'd returned the smile so easily, she'd thought she ruined any chance with you after this month, but your eyes that shone with love gave her reassurance she'd been desperate for.

The retired archer to the right of Nat was fighting an eye roll as the two of you near to oblivious idiots just stood there gazing into each other's eyes, both of you clearly looking for answers that neither would get without words, but fortunately for the impatient man he could see your lips twitch, and he smirked towards the ground as you finally spoke.

Natasha's smile soon faded into a look of surprise when you boldly broke the silence., "Oh Natty, your smile is so beautiful! I would love to see it more often.," the words left you before you’d registered what you were even saying, and suddenly you wondered if you were stranded in the middle of the desert with how hot the kitchen had become., "Oh goody, there's the apple I was looking for.," you stammered out as you took in their differing expressions before you made a quick escape from the inferno that was the shared space.

Clint could see the gears turning in his best friends head, but she stood still, as if she had no clue what to do, and deep down he knew that in many ways the poor girl sorta didn't. When he would stay here she felt safe enough to explore the bounds of love with you, but when her safety net in human form left the old, scared of love Natalia came back to take over. That's why he's here now, your text from last night had left him a bit concerned, and now he sees it was with great need that he'd returned.

"Natasha—come on now, this is the part where you follow her.," Clint says as he nudges the redhead back to reality, she looks to him with hesitant eyes, but the soft smile he offers her settles the residual nerves festering from deep within., "Go on now, go and get your girl."

Natasha nods with a nervous smile then sprints off out of the room, bypassing yours as she knows just where you'd have gone in your state of embarrassment, and she smiles as the doors of the lift open, successfully finding you lying on the roof., "Go away.," you grumbled, you couldn't see her with an arm over your head but you knew by the soft pattering of her feet that it was her., "Leave me here to die.,"

She couldn't stop the laugh that escaped her throat at the adorable sight of you, honestly she was grateful too as you'd lifted your head up to glare at her, but being the softy that you were it was sadly not intimidating., "Oh detka.," she hums out the familiar pet name, and though your entire body warms at the affection you somehow maintain your pouting stance.

Natasha drops to her knees after taking the short walk across the roof to get to you, then as you remain avoidant she shuffles about until she's straddling your waist, and she smirks down at you when your breath softly catches., "But my sweet girl, if I were to leave you here to die, then how will I ever get to kiss you?," you nearly choke as you stare into her green orbs that shone with confidence, and then there was that smirk of hers you missed so much that now serves to piss you off while simultaneously turning your brain to mush.

In an unexpected twist of fate you flipped your positions, catching the shocked gasp that left the redheads lips as you softly smashed yours to hers, and Natasha sighed in contentment as the bliss of finally feeling you washed over her. It was better than she'd imagined it ever would be, akin to a fantasy, but moments like these couldn't be dreamed, they were only meant to be lived. Strong hands were holding you in place, one laid atop your lower back while the other was tangling into your hair to prevent you from leaving, but it was a bit unnecessary since you’d made no attempt to pull away.

Soft lips continued to meet the rough exterior of your own, she’d always envisioned your lips would be pillow soft, but she also knew better. You’ve always been an overthinking, nervous individual—she’d always sorta wondered why you would chose such a dangerous profession. Her heart stuttered in her chest when the realization dawned on her that you'd picked that nervous lip biting tick back up, and she was worried her absence might've caused it.

The thought alone made her kiss you even harder as if the pressure would smooth out the marks, her tongue softly traced over the ridges and so you parted your lips to grant her the access she wasn't asking for, but she surely wasn't going to complain. A deep moan left her throat as she finally got a taste of you, the faint bitterness that lingered on your tongue told her you definitely finished that granny smith, and she reveled in the rest of you as her tongue swirled around yours.

She found the more you gave her the less she felt inclined to relinquish her hold on you, but the way you were panting into her mouth she knew she’d have to. So, when you finally pulled away from her a gasping mess she took the moment to observe how incredibly hot you were while hovering above her., "Okay, but actually you can leave me here to die happily.," she chuckled wildly at your dopey statement.

Natasha couldn’t help but to smirk once again when she saw your usual shy smile., “What?,” she shook her head endearingly when you whined like you always had whenever you caught her staring at you instead of the stars, “You’re genuinely the cutest damn thing Y/N.,” her hands softly cupped your cheeks to keep you from shying away, and she could feel the warmth blossoming beneath your skin.

The soft sight of you was truly unmatchable to the widow, and she’s been to space mind you. It was the way that your head sat perfectly before the full moon, and how it left you surrounded by this bright glow that to her represents all that you are inside, and it only aided in capturing your beauty in all its glory., “So beautiful detka, and I don’t know how you do it but you shine brighter than every star in the night sky.,” her voice wavers as she feels overwhelmed with all the love she has for you.

As anxious as Natasha was, she could see you were even more so as your bottom lip was now caught between your teeth. A calloused thumb brushes over your cheek in route to your lips., “I’d hoped that even in my silence you’d have known just how special you were to me.,” she sighs while gently running her thumb over your free’d lip., “Sadly, I think my sweet girl let her brain run wild again; it’s okay, I’ll just have to spend the rest of my days reminding her.”

You found it incredibly hard not to weep, this is all you’d ever wanted, but it felt too good to be trusted. Much like a dream, but the cold wind, and the feel of her against you reminded you that this was happening in real time. That Natasha was actually looking at you like that, as if you were the only thing she’d ever seen, and truth be told you were all she wanted.

“I—.,” Natasha slipped her thumb between your lips to shush the unnecessary apology that she knew was coming., “None of that detka.,” her thumb left your mouth just as fast, hands falling to grip you by the collar of your shirt, and you squealed as she pulled you down, shifting both of you so that her lips were once again hovering yours., “Thought you knew that the moon couldn’t survive without her sun.,” she beamed when your eyes glazed over with obvious joy and lips quirked., “I love you Nat.,” her lips were on yours in no time, and you knew that was her silent reciprocation; so you melted right into her loving caresses.

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🌝 Kaitlyn ☀️

[halfagone]

Alright cool, I just wanted to see if you knew enough for this upcoming prompt idea. This can take place in whatever marvel universe you’re most comfortable writing, but basically the prompt is that the avengers witness Danny lifting Thor’s hammer and the resulting shenanigans that occur. What do you think?

Oh I loooooove stories that have the most unexpected of people lifting Thor's Hammer. I am a sucker for "Peter Parker is Worthy" fics UwU

But let me see what I can do here~

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It had been a joke, a PR stunt more like it. Come meet the Avengers, get an autograph and maybe a picture, and see if you're worthy to lift Thor's hammer.

It had sounded good in theory. Great even! Some of the other Avengers had been reluctant to the other, but once security had been cleared for the event, more had agreed. They agreed on what they could and couldn't talk about, what they were and weren't comfortable doing with fans, and planned accordingly. A job well done, if Tony did say so himself.

It had actually been Clint's idea to do the hammer lift in a separate room. At first Tony had thought that was kind of a mood killer. After all, half the fun was the crowd's anticipation as each person came to the stand. But Clint had pointed out how things could go sideways if it came out that a civilian could lift Mjöllnir. Thor seemed confident that the chances were rather low- the likelihood that someone worthy coming to this event were rather abysmal, after all- but had agreed to the compromise in the end.

I may have to give Clint a pay raise for this, Tony thought dazedly.

Everything had been going so well. The gang was all happy, the fans were happy, Tony could practically already hear Ross grinding his teeth at all the positive attention.

When another teenager walked into the room, Tony hadn't thought anything of it. He was one of the last few stragglers for the event, so most of the Avengers had lingered in this room, happy to hang out as they waited. They'd joked and laughed, even tried to wrap the kid into it. The teen- Danny- was a smart-aleck like the best of them; Tony was never going to let him and Harley meet if he could help it.

As Danny came up to the podium, they cheered him on just like everyone else. Tony himself had leaned back against a table and smiled serenely, feeling confident in the results. It was probably a good thing he hadn't reached for that can of soda because Danny lifted up the hammer without breaking a sweat.

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"What the actual fuck?" Sam muttered, squinting at the kid as if that would suddenly fix the whole clusterfuck of a situation.

"Oh that's a lot lighter than I thought it'd be," Danny commented thoughtfully, gingerly shifting his grip so that he could pose. Wait, no- that wasn't posing. Danny was testing his stance to practice throwing.

"The weight of responsibility won't be," Steve said quietly to himself, gaze hooded and emotions indiscernible.

That didn't stop Tony from turning to the man in pure indignation. "I do not need the commentary from you right now, Capsicle." Steve honest to god rolled his eyes at Tony's remark. They didn't get to bicker about it any more (and no, not like an old married couple! Honestly Lang could take his commentary with his stupid ass out the door!) because Thor approached the boy with a solemn expression.

"I see you are a worthy lad," Thor announced to the room. Danny stared at him with a blank expression. He didn't seem super awed in Thor's presence- hadn't for any of the heroes really- but he still listened with rapt attention. "Those who are worthy carry a heavy load upon their shoulders. With the ability to wield Mjöllnir comes to the ability to rule over Asgard-"

"I'm good, thanks," Danny cut in before Thor could finish with his speech.

"What," Rhodey deadpanned, looking just as surprised as everyone else.

Tony's brain hadn't even got the chance to reboot completely yet and he felt like he'd need another right now.

"I've got better things to do, no offense," Danny replied with a blithe shrug of his shoulders. "I mean, I'm sure it's a great honor. But like... I have finals in a couple weeks? I can barely be trusted with my own sleep schedule, I don't think you want me ruling an entire realm."

"I- Well," Thor tried to recompose himself. He was failing miserably.

"What kind of kid doesn't like being worthy?" Tony scoffed in confusion. When in doubt, be an asshole. That had been Tony's motto for years now and he might be trying to do better, yes, but that didn't make him any less of a bastard.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Natasha giving him a look.

"It's just a lot of responsibility is all. What kind of kid wants that?" Danny shot back in return, innocently cocking his head to the side.

It was honestly kinda endearing.

Tony wanted to violently shake him by the shoulders.

"You're not wrong," Steve remarked with a chuckle, clapping Danny on the shoulder. "Good job, Danny. Very impressive." The kid brightened up, shining so bright that Tony had to squint.

"Can I throw it?" Danny asked excitedly, as he turned sharply back to Thor.

The Asgardian just looked amused at this point, chuckling boisterously. "Why, be my guest." He swept a hand towards a nearby target.

"Whoa, nothing expensive please!" Tony shouted just as Danny threw the hammer with stupidly impressive accuracy. It nailed a nearby post spot on, taking off a cardboard head. Thankfully it was only the Hulk and Bruce wasn't here right now.

Danny stretched his hand and sure enough, the hammer came barreling back. Barreling was a good term to use too, seeing as Danny just about got mowed over when he wasn't prepared for the weight this time around.

While Thor tried to help his new favorite human, Tony was just trying not to tear his hair out.

He was too old for this shit.