#Morgan Stark x y/n

[literaryavenger]

Obsessed

Summary: Your crush on Bucky may be getting out of control.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Warnings: Dramatic Reader. Language. Angst. Fluff. My poor attempts at being Funny.

Word Count: 1.4K I'm physically incapable of making anything short.

A/N: I wrote this in like 2 hours and I don't even know what this is, just... Yeah.

Masterlist

This is terrible.

This is the worst thing that's ever happened to you.

This is the worst thing that's ever happened to anyone. It's just the most horrible, dreadful, awful thing that could’ve ever happen to yo-

“Would you stop staring at him for fuck's sakes!” Natasha's hissed words make your eyes snap to her and finally away from the metal armed Supersoldier lifting weights. Shirtless.

You don't know when Bucky stopped feeling self-conscious enough to allow him to workout in nothing but a pair of gym shorts, but it has become literal torture for you.

Needless to say, Bucky's current level of undress is making it impossible for you to concentrate on the stretching you're supposed to be doing before your sparring match with Natasha.

But your very thoughtful and not at all exasperated friend makes sure to keep your attention on her during the entirety of our match by thoroughly kicking your ass.

What a lovely best friend you have.

Anyways.

Your entire mood shifts with one not intentionally overheard conversation. Steve enters the gym and goes straight to Bucky, who was putting his weight set down.

“She’s here!” Is all the blonde says to his friend and your heart stops at the way Bucky’s face lights up with a smile, not needing any more information before following Steve out of the gym.

She’s here? Who the fuck is she? Does Bucky have a girlfriend? And most importantly, she’s here? In the Compound?

Natasha can almost see the gears turning in your brain as you make no attempts to move from the mat after she knocked you on your ass for the hundredth time today. You didn’t even seem to notice her hand offering you help to get up, your eyes still looking where Bucky was just a moment ago, staring at nothing in particular while your brain drowns in your overthinking.

Natasha sighs and decides to end the match here, kneeling down in front of you and placing her hands on your shoulders, shaking you gently to snap you out of it.

“Don’t overthink this.” She tells you when she’s sure she has your attention. “It’s probably just a friend visiting.” She tries to comfort you, but you both know that’s highly unlikely. 

Bucky has no other friends outside the team. He doesn’t know how to talk to civilians anymore after everything he’s been through, and gave up trying to after the hundredth time he saw fear in a person’s eyes just by recognizing him. So his friend circle now includes the team and the agents of SHIELD that are not intimidated by him. Point is, every friend he has already lives in the Compound.

So who the fuck is here just to see him? 

Natasha can see that this is a lost battle, your eyes barely concentrating on her as you start drowning in your mind again. All she can do when you’re like this is try to distract you and keep you out of your head. So she takes your hand and helps you up, leading the way to the common room to watch one of your beloved romcoms together, because that’s how much she loves you.

Big mistake.

“Y/N! Y/N!” The excited high-pitched voice came just seconds after you set foot in the common room. And that’s about the only warning you got before the excited 5-year-old jumped on you, your reflexes thankfully quick enough to catch her.

“Hi, Maguna!” You say while chuckling as the little girl hugs you. “You seem excited today. Did you get into the sugar cabinet again?”

Morgan giggles at your joke and shakes her hand before taking your face in her little hands and dramatically saying, “No! A princess came to visit uncle Bucky! A real princess.”

You frown, confused at what she’s talking about, before you look around the room and finally notice everyone else in it. Pepper and Tony are on the couch, looking at you lovingly as you interact with their daughter.

You love Morgan, she’s like a little sister. You never miss an opportunity to babysit her and you spend as much time with her as you can. She also loves you, out of all the Avengers you’re her favorite, much to everyone’s dismay. She calls them all ‘aunt’ and ‘uncle’, but you’re just Y/N. You’re her big sister, you don’t need a title. Which is why you're the only one other than Tony allowed to call her 'Maguna'.

Then you notice the other people in the room: Steve, Bucky and… Shuri. The fucking Princess of Wakanda, standing in the common room of the Avengers Compound and just smiling at you as you carry Morgan.

You’ve never met Shuri, but you know she played an important part in deprogramming the Winter Soldier out of Bucky, and you’re grateful to her for it. She’s important to Bucky, and you can’t believe you forgot Bucky has Wakandan friends.

You put Morgan down on the ground again and the little girl takes your hand and aggressively steers you towards where Steve, Bucky and Shuri are standing, clearly thrilled to be in the presence of a real life princess.

“Hi, I’m Shuri.” She offers you her hand when you get close enough and you shake it with your free hand while introducing yourself.

There’s a bit of an awkward pause and you’re about to say the first thing that pops into your head when Morgan thankfully saves you by pulling on your hand, making you look at her. She tells you to come close and, chuckling, you kneel beside her so she can whisper conspiratorially in your ear.

“She’s a princess and she’s really pretty, but I still like you better.” She whispers and you can’t help but laugh.

God, you love this little girl.

You smile brightly at her and launch a tickle attack, her adorable giggles filling the room as everyone looks at you two with warm smiles.

Your attention is solely on Morgan, until you unintentionally hear the whispered conversation between Shuri and Bucky.

“So, this is the girl, huh? She’s pretty.” Shuri says and your heart skips a beat. 

You glance at them as discreetly as you can while still tickling Morgan, only to find Bucky looking at someone behind you. You turn around less carefully and see Sharon just entered the room, and she's also looking at Bucky with a smirk. You quickly return your attention to Morgan, but your mind is going a thousand miles a minute.

Of course he’d like someone more like Sharon. She’s pretty, she’s talented, she’s a total badass and she’s not afraid to go after what she wants.

She’s not a mass of anxiety in the shape of a woman that overthinks everything and becomes a flustered mess every time she’s even near Bucky.

It’s time to admit it to yourself: Bucky just doesn’t see you like that and you need to move on. 

Natasha is right, your obsession with Bucky needs to end.

What you don’t see is Bucky almost glaring at Sharon because he knows damn well why she’s smirking. She came in just before Shuri whispered to Bucky, when he was very intent on looking at you with heart eyes as you played with Morgan.

Just before you looked at him, Bucky noticed Sharon and he had to hold in a groan at her because he knows that she’s never gonna let him live this down.

Both Sharon and Steve have tried really hard to convince Bucky that you like him back and he should make a move on you. But Bucky, being as stubborn as they come, never believes them.

He obviously makes you uncomfortable, you’re always stuttering when he’s around and you avoid eye contact whenever possible. He’s just glad that you can stand his presence enough for the two of you to work together when necessary and to hang out with the rest of the team without problems.

So he just enjoys looking at you from a distance. He loves watching you play with Morgan and his thoughts always run wild with images of you playing like that with kids that are yours and his.

But he knows that’s never going to happen. Why would you like a damaged, PTSD ridden soldier that can’t even make it through the night without waking up from a nightmare? No, that’s definitely not your type.

Bucky accepts the truth: He doesn���t deserve you and you don’t see him like that anyways. 

It doesn’t matter that Sam thinks he’s obsessed, that won’t stop him from looking at you whenever he’s lucky enough to get a glimpse of his little ray of sunshine.

[hyper-fixated-delusions]

Picnics and Starks.

Wanda Maximoff x Stark fem!reader.

A/N: I hope you enjoy and I apologize for any mistakes! Also comments, reblogs, shares and likes are super appreciated, thank you! :)

Translations: “Hola hermosa.” Hello beautiful.

“Mami.” Mom.

“Detka.” Baby.

“Cariño.” Dear.

“Hijita.” Daughter.

“Amor.” Love.

Word count: 4,180.

Masterlist.

It was a hot summer day and Wanda Maximoff found herself making her way up the massive driveway of her girlfriend, Y/N Stark's house, feeling beyond terrified as today would be the day she would be celebrating her first annual Stark picnic party, therefore ensuring she would be meeting the rest of her girlfriend's extended family.

As Wanda got closer to the huge double doors, she wiped her sweaty palms on her shorts and exhaled a breath to help settle her nerves, "okay Wanda, you can do this," she whispers to herself as she presses the doorbell, heart racing in anticipation.

As she waits for a minute she hears rustling and yelling coming from inside the house and she sends a quick prayer up above once the doorknob starts rattling, that the person to greet her is either you, Pepper or Tony.

Once the door swings open, the redhead lets out a sigh in relief as your smiling face comes into view.

“Hey baby, you made it!” You exclaim happily, pulling your girlfriend in by the waist and kissing her softly.

Wanda hums against your lips, feeling her nerves wash away as she stands in your arms, a smile over taking her face, “hello good-looking,” the redhead whispers with a loving smile.

“Hola hermosa,” you reply with a playful wink. “How you doing? You okay to meet everyone?” You ask your girlfriend as you hold her against your chest.

Wanda plays with the collar of your shirt lightly, her lip caught between her teeth as she shakes her head slowly, “honestly detka, I'm nervous. What if they don't like me?” She questions softly.

You move back slightly, taking her face into your hands, rubbing soothing circles on her cheekbones, “hey Wands, look at me,” you say just as soft and nervous green eyes meet yours. “They are going to love you. My parents, Tony, Pepper and Morgan already do and they're the most important people in my life. This is just an extension of that love, and if they don't like you, then they are all idiots and I could care less what they have to say,” you tell your girlfriend with conviction, “but they will love you Max, because you're wonderful, and you make me truly happy. Plus what's not to love, you're the best!” You say, a dopey lovesick smile on your face, eyes crinkled in delight.

Wanda laughs, enamored at the sight of your happiness, “okay, I trust you babe, let's do this,” she says after a minute.

You take Wanda's hand, rubbing soothing circles to help ease her nerves as you both make your way through the huge house. “I'm with you every step of the way, if it gets to be too much let me know and we're out of here,” you tell Wanda and she nods appreciatively once you make it to your big backyard.

As Wanda is looking around, she catches sight of your brother, his wife and some of their closest friends near the grill and some tables, as some others are by or in the pool and the tension she felt in her shoulders melts away.

“Let's go say hi to Tony,” you say, as you pull the redhead towards your older brother and his friends. Once you’re near your older brother you reluctantly let go of Wanda's hand, “Tony!” You exclaim excitedly to your brother that is manning the grill.

“Hey! Short stack!” Tony says just as excited, as he hands the spatula to the person beside him and pulls you in for a tight bear hug.

“I'm not a short stack,” you mutter into your brother's shoulder, “I'm literally an inch taller than you,” you pout, causing the people around you to let out a laugh.

“Technicalities kid,” he says as he pulls back, his signature smirk on his face, “so how are you?” He asks sincerely, an arm going around your shoulders, “are you doing okay? Taking care of yourself?” He says looking at you softly, being a dad has done him wonders.

“Yeah Tony, I'm doing great, thanks for asking,” you say with an appreciative smile, “how are you guys doing? How's the little critter? Where is she by the way?” You ask, scanning the backyard for your niece.

Tony walks a short distance with you away from the grill, “we're great! She's as great as can be and she's over by the pool with Steve and Bucky,” he says with a smile, pointing out his daughter dressed in a cute pink swimsuit and a matching pink life vest, splashing around two of the men you've known for a good portion of your life. “She is an extreme troublemaker though. Just as chaotic as you were at age 4. I swear, if you two have children, I hope they're as bad as you were at that age so you can see what I had to deal with,” Tony says with a chuckle, looking between you and Wanda, causing both of you to blush at the topic of having children together.

“I wasn't a troublemaker,” you mumble shyly, looking at the ground, cheeks burning red.

“You so were a troublemaker!” Tony says mildly offended, “you nearly gave me a heart-attack every time we went out because of how much trouble you caused,” he begins ranting, “you literally made me swear off teen pregnancy!” Tony exclaims, drawing eyes to you both at his loud outburst.

“Tony, shut up!” You whisper yell with a laugh covering your brother's mouth with your hands, “I get it, okay, I was a little shit,” you say and Wanda lets out an amused laugh.

Tony begins swatting your arms, “get your hands off of me,” he huffs, pushing you away from him and you laugh harder.

“Well then shut up, because you're causing a scene,” you say, your older brother looking scandalized.

“I'm causing a scene?” Tony gasps, his voice going slightly higher.

“Yes, you're causing a scene,” you tease, a smirk on your face because you know just how well to get under your brother's skin.

“Oh, you take that back or I'll show you a scene,” Tony says, advancing towards you quickly, causing you to run behind Wanda, grabbing both her arms and maneuvering her as if she were a human shield, protecting you from your brother, “get over here kid,” he says, arms trying to reach around Wanda to get to you.

“No,” you say playfully, still using your girlfriend's body to help you deflect his hands.

“Come on, I just wanna talk,” Tony says exasperated, still running circles around the redhead.

“Oh no you don't, you want to hurt me,” you laugh.

“Nuh uh,” he says childishly, causing you to laugh out even louder, “please Y/N/N leave lovely Wanda out of this and let's talk,” Tony says with a faux softness, seizing his movements, causing you to stop as well. “See that wasn't so hard, was it?” He says, and once you're caught off guard enough, he quickly says, “sorry Wanda,” and softly pushes your girlfriend to the side to reach you, putting you in a chokehold and rubbing his knuckles on your head as he has done plenty of times before.

“Ow, shit Tony, let go you fucker,” you yell, your arms going to push at your brother's waist in an attempt to shove him off and break your head free.

“No, take it back,” he says his arms tight, just enough to keep your head in a hold without actually hurting you.

“But you were causing a scene,” you say, not one to back down.

“No, I wasn't.”

“Yes, you were.”

“No, I wasn't.”

“Yes, you were.”

You begin arguing back and forth, tussling about.

“Children, please stop your bickering,” you hear a voice above you say, and both you and Tony stop to look at Pepper, an amused smile on her face, “Tony, let your sister go,” she demands and your brother let's go immediately, “now, both of you, apologize to each other,” the blonde says sternly, causing both you and Tony to look like scolded kids.

“I'm sorry,” you both mutter and the people around you let out laughs.

“Now, hug it out,” Pepper smiles, and both you and Tony do, pulling away in a second, proceeding to stick your tongues out at each other. “Oh, my god, Pepper laughs, “children. You two are literal children,” Pepper says, turning to face your laughing girlfriend. “Hello Wanda, how are you?” Pepper asks, arms wrapping around the redhead.

“I'm doing great Pep, how are you?” Wanda asks sincerely, returning the hug.

“I'm great as well,” she smiles, “but, I think my child needs a nap.”

Tony looks at his wife with a frown of confusion and asks, “what? Is Morgan tired? She slept on the way here.”

Pepper shakes her head and says, “not Morgan, you! Now quit being a cranky pants, stop fighting with your sister and get back to manning the grill. You handed the spatula to Nat and if we want any more burgers and hotdogs, you better take over quickly,” the blonde teases.

Causing an offended, “hey!” To be heard through the backyard.

As your brother walks away from you by orders of his wife, you make your way towards some of Tony's friends.

“Hey Nat,” you greet the offended redhead that is sitting down in a chair, sulking while drinking a beer.

“Hey kid,” the slightly older woman greets happily, standing up to pull you into a hug.

“You remember my girlfriend Wanda, right?” You say as you move back towards the redhead, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“Of course I remember her, we've met a couple of times Y/N,” Natasha laughs, rolling her eyes teasingly, “Wanda, good to see you again,” she says kindly, also pulling your girlfriend into a hug.

“Good to see you again too Nat,” Wanda nods with a smile as she pulls back.

“So, not that I don't want to spend some time with you two, but you should really go around and greet everyone else. They haven't taken their eyes off of you since you both walked in,” Natasha says with a head nod in the general direction of the rest of your family and both you and Wanda turn around to see that everyone is, in fact, looking at you.

At this, Wanda immediately puts her hand in yours, her nerves suddenly reappearing tenfold, causing her to tense. Something that Natasha immediately notices.

“You've got this Wanda,” the woman says with a smile, hand coming to squeeze your girlfriend's shoulder reassuringly, “you'll do great, they're all pretty cool, except for a few bad seeds, but you've got mini Stark with you, she won't let anything bad happen to you,” Natasha winks at you both softly and you smile in appreciation. “Come and find me later, we definitely need to catch up,” the redhead says and you both nod, then walk away in search of your parents.

As you locate your mother talking to some of your aunts, you pull Wanda towards the small circle and greet your mother.

“Hey Mami, look who's here,” you say, a smile overtaking your face.

“Wanda!” Your mother greets happily, pulling your girlfriend into a hug, “I'm so glad you could make it, cariño,” she smiles.

“Me too, Mrs. Stark,” Wanda says with a polite smile.

“Oh Wanda, what have we said about calling me Mrs. Stark?” Your mom scolds playfully, hands coming to her hips, causing you and Wanda laughter.

“To not call you that, my apologies Maria,” Wanda blushes.

“It's alright cariño,” Maria Stark winks, then she turns to look at you, “now Y/N, does your father know that Wanda is here?” She asks and you shake your head. “Well, let him know immediately and after you do, you can go ahead and go around showing her off to the rest of the family,” the older Stark woman says and you grin, “but please, for the love of all that is holy. Don't go bragging to your cousin Jarvis about Wanda and how you can keep a girl longer than he can. He's already resentful that some of your cousins and his brother have married before him,” your mother says, “and I definitely do not want to break up a fight today.”

“Oh, come on mom, but Jarvis is an ass-“ you begin, but your mother's glare cuts you right off.

“Y/N Y/M/N Stark, do not talk about your cousin that way,” Maria scolds, causing you to shut up immediately. Knowing you do not want to go against your mother because you certainly don't have a death wish.

“Fine, I promise to be civil. But, if he gets out of line, I won't hold back. You know how he likes to push my buttons and literally has no ounce of human decency. If he tries anything with Wanda, I won't be held responsible for my actions,” you say sternly and your mother sighs.

“Okay, but please for my sake hijita, don't antagonize him,” Maria says softly.

Your girlfriend takes your hand, then looks at your mother, “I'll make sure she behaves, Maria,” Wanda smiles, “now come on baby, let's go find your dad,” the redhead says, tugging your hand to get you to walk away.

Y/N throws Wanda a loving smile and squeezes her hand, eyes flitting around the huge backyard, “do you see him anywhere?” You ask and Wanda shakes her head, “I think I see him over there right outside the kitchen actually,” you say as you guide Wanda towards your father.

When you reach your father you realize some of his business partners are with him and slowly approach, “hello everybody, pops, can I pull you away for a minute?” You ask softly, as you and Wanda wave politely at the men.

“Sure!” He exclaims happily, “I see Wanda is here,” he smiles, his arms opening up to hug your girlfriend, “so how are you both doing? Are you finding everything okay?” Howard Stark asks.

“Yes Mr. Stark, everything is great, lovely party,” Wanda replies nervously, and you squeeze her hand to help ground her.

“Great, great!” Your father's loud voice booms, “I'm glad you're having a good time, and please, what have we said about calling me Mr. Stark?” He smiles and Wanda blushes.

“I'm sorry Howard, I just assumed since you were in company you'd want me to greet you formally,” Wanda stutters.

“Oh please, don't you worry about formalities when speaking to me no matter who I'm with. You're practically my daughter now with how long you two have been together, Howard is always fine, or dad,” he winks in good nature, “but never Mr. Stark, we're family now,” your dad grins and Wanda smiles tearfully as you rush to hug him.

“Thanks dad,” you whisper emotionally against his chest.

“Anytime kid,” he whispers back, placing a kiss on your forehead, “now go ahead and introduce her to everyone, I'll see you after the party, okay?” He says, you and Wanda nod.

As you walk away from your dad and to a more secluded spot in the backyard, you take Wanda's hands into yours and stand in front of her, “okay amor, how are you holding up? Is it getting to be all too much or are you good to keep on going?” You ask softly, eyes full of concern as you look at Wanda.

Wanda squeezes your hands, letting go of one to put a strand of her behind your ear as she responds, “I'm actually doing good because you're by my side. We can keep going,” Wanda smiles and you nod with a smile as well.

“Sounds good, babe. Okay, let's start with my aunt Rebecca and my uncle Adam, you remember them right?” You ask as you begin walking towards the pair. At the lack of response you turn to face Wanda who is sporting a clueless look causing you to chuckle, “they're the ones that let us use they're restaurant for our 3rd year anniversary.”

“Oh... okay,” Wanda nods, still slightly clueless and you laugh, halting your walk to place a soft kiss on your girlfriend's cheek in adoration.

“I love you,” you say with laughter and Wanda beams.

“I love you,” the redhead replies with a bright smile, continuing her trek beside you to meet your family.

As both of you make your rounds of greeting family members, you stop every so often to make sure Wanda is doing alright, something she greatly appreciates having met throngs and throngs of Stark's in such little time.

You even put off meeting Jarvis until the very end not wanting Wanda's impression of your family to be tainted by your douchebag of a cousin.

After you have finally greeted everyone you begrudgingly take Wanda to meet your cousin Jarvis ‘Vision’ Stark. Someone you truly despised simply because, well, he was a dick.

Coming after several of your girlfriend's since you were a teen, trying to coax them away from you with false promises and the ever so ignorant comments of how being with “a Stark man” was simply the better option.

Standing in front of Jarvis, you introduce your girlfriend to the slimey blonde man, “Max, this is Jarvis,” you say with a nonchalant wave of your hand, not sparing your cousin a glance.

“Hello, it is truly such an honor to meet you,” the man says in what Wanda can only assume is a faux charming tone. The man bending slightly to take her hand in attempts to place a kiss causing Wanda to snatch it back immediately with a grimace.

“It's nice to meet you Jarvis,” Wanda says in discomfort, subtly inching closer to you causing you to wrap your arm around the redhead's waist.

“Please, call me Vision,” the man says, British accent sounding pompous, “Y/N why don't you go and make yourself useful or something and grabs us some drinks, I'd like to take the time to get to know this beautiful woman you have presented me with,” Vision says with a sleazy smile.

“Hey, now listen here you fucking dickhead-” you begin angrily, removing your arm from around Wanda's waist to advance towards Vision.

This makes Wanda spur into action as she places her hand onto your arm rubbing softly to stop you and help ease your anger away, “detka,” the redhead whispers as she looks at your slightly fuming form.

“Sorry. Alright,” you breathe, sending a glare towards the wide eyed man, “what would you like amor?” You ask your girlfriend sweetly.

“I'm okay with just some water please,” the redhead replies, kissing your cheek before you walk away without even asking Vision what he wants.

“So, Wanda,” Vision begins once you’re a good distance away, “have you ever been with a man?” The blonde asks.

Wanda sputters, taken aback by the question, “excuse me?” She asks, offended.

“Yeah, have you ever been with a man?” He asks again, advancing dangerously close to Wanda, “I mean, I love my dear cousin and all, I really do. But being with a real man, a Stark man nonetheless is surely to be the much better option than being with some weak pathetic girl. You'll definitely leave my cousin the minute you spend some time with me and see what I have to offer. Come on, what do you say? I'm sure I can please you way better than-” Vision says, his rambling cut off by a harsh shove coming from the side, effectively knocking him to the ground.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Wanda hears you angrily ask, “what the fuck is your problem dude! You don't, and I repeat, don't. Ever talk to my girlfriend like that, you piece of fucking shit!” You continue, your figure towering over Vision, “I promised I'd be civil, but you crossed the fucking line you fucking asshole!” You yell, waiting for the blonde man to stand. “Why do you always do this?” You say as you seethe with anger.

“Because, I just don't get it!” Vision screams in frustration, “how do you always manage to pull the hottest looking women when you look like- well when you look like that!” He snarls.

Wanda frowns angrily ready to defend you, but you step up to the man before she can say a word, “because I have human decency you moron and I'm actually secure in the way I look. Plus I happen to be pretty damn fucking great! So I don't care what you have to say about the way that I look cause at least I have a hot, badass girlfriend,” you begin sending Wanda a quick wink, your girlfriend smiling proudly, “and you, you're just so bitter because you know that at this point you're going to end up all alone because nobody fucking likes you. So, I suggest you leave my girlfriend and I alone, or I swear Vision, I will make your life a living hell,” you whisper dangerously low.

“Oh please,” Vision rolls his eyes, “you can keep her for all I care, she's not even that hot anyway,” he says and you take a deep breath to try and calm yourself.

But your anger completely takes over, causing you to knee Vision in the stomach, making him hunch over, giving you the opportunity to swing upward to punch him square on his nose. A gross crack flowing through the backyard eliciting gasps from your family.

“Y/N!” Wanda exclaims as she sees you getting ready to do more damage to the blonde man, “baby, calm down,” the redhead says as her arms come around your waist from behind in an attempt to ground you.

“Apologize, dick face,” you seethe, letting Wanda hold you back.

“Detka, it's okay,” Wanda whispers, watching the tension in your shoulders slowly start to leave.

“No Max, he doesn't get to talk about you like that,” you shake your head, “apologize!” You shout.

“I-I’m sorry,” Vision stutters, groaning painfully from the ground as he clutches his bloody nose.

“Dick,” you mutter angrily, Wanda releasing her hold on you as you turn around and grab her hand to pull her away, “come on babe, lets go talk to someone else,” you say as you drag her inside your house.

“Who are we talking to here?” Wanda asks with her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looks around and not another person is in sight.

You laugh softly at the look on your girlfriend’s face, “okay, I lied, there won't be any talking,” you say, pulling Wanda into your body. “But my cousin is clearly blind,” you whisper, eyes raking over the redhead’s body as you caress the soft skin of her face, “talking shit about you while he should be grateful to be in your presence,” you breathe. Placing several kisses on her neck and jaw, “because you amor, are truly a goddess and I plan on worshiping you for a few hours,” you smirk as you pull back, Wanda gasping softly at the hungry look in your eyes, letting you drag her up the stairs and into your room.

-

A few hours later the Stark household is empty save for Tony, Pepper, Morgan, Wanda, you and your parents.

As you're sitting on the couch conversing with your family in the living room, your mom decides to speak up.

“I can't believe you punched Jarvis in the nose,” Maria says, trying so hard not to giggle.

“I'm sorry mom, I really tried, but he went too far,” you reply, remnants of anger still present.

“I know cariño, but I could've gone without the violence,” your mother sighs.

“Hey, he said Wanda wasn't hot and he was being completely disrespectful! I was not going to let him speak about my baby like that!” You pout, pulling Wanda into your lap holding her tightly, causing your family to laugh.

“Well, I for one applaud you short stack. I've been wanting to punch his smug looking face in since he pretty much said the same thing about Pep, but I couldn't, so for that I thank you,” Tony grins, curtseying jokingly.

“Not a problem Tony!” You grin happily, “now I feel slightly less bad about breaking his nose, he’s clearly blind and stupid for talking about our women like that,” you say and Tony nods.

“Alright kids, well it's getting late,” your dad says with a clap of his hands as he stands from his seat, “you're all more than welcome to stay I know your destinations are pretty far, so make yourselves at home,” Howard says, causing you and Tony to nod, “Wanda, I hope you enjoyed yourself today and that the little scuffle from earlier doesn't prevent you from attending more Stark picnics.”

Wanda shakes her head, “I had an amazing time Howard, I will definitely be back,” she says as she glances back at you with a smile.

“Hell yeah, that's my girl,” you say, placing a kiss on her cheek.

[romanoffshouse]

Morgan: [drops a plate] Oh, shit.

Tony: WHO THE FUCK TAUGHT YOU TO SWEAR?

Morgan:

Tony: It was your mom wasn't it?

Morgan:

Tony: Oh fuck it was me wasn't it.

[natashaslesbian]

Mommy’s Got You Now🤍

Summary: Y/n has a fall while staying at the Starks cabin. Natasha rushes back from her mission to take care of her little girl.

Word Count: 770

Pairings: little/kid reader x Natasha Romanoff , little/kid reader x Morgan Stark, little/kid reader x Pepper Potts, Tony x Pepper (mentions of Clint and Kate)

Hurt/Angst/Comfort/Fluff

Warnings: mention of injury(broken arm and nose bleed) brief hospital mention(no details of medical procedure or instruments)

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“Morgan! Morgan! Look how high I can jump!” Little y/n called to her bestest friend. The two 5 year olds were competing to see who could jump the highest on the bed, Tony and Peppers bed…

…Y/n had been staying with the Stark family for 3 days while her mother, Natasha Romanoff, was on an intel mission along with her uncle clint and auntie Kate…

“No y/n, look I can jump higher than you!” Morgan said. The girls laughter filled the woodland cabin, all the way down to Pepper’s office. There she sat, listening to the joy echoing through the walls.

“I’m gonna touch the ceiling Morgan! Watch me watch me!”

Y/n used all her strength and bounced up to touch the lampshade, and she reached it - but as y/n began to come back down, she caught her foot on the bedpost and starting diving head first towards the wooden floor. “Y/N!” Morgan cried as she tried to reach for her friend.

The cries and screams (and the rather loud thud) had Pepper bolting straight out of her office and up the stairs, there she met little redhead y/n bundled up on the floor.

“Oh y/n! Come here sweetheart, it’s ok.” Pepper cooed as she cradled y/n in her arms, her little throat screaming out in pain. “MOMMY! I WANT MAMMA!” Y/n cried. “I know sweetheart, I know” was all Pepper could offer as she reached for a tissue to wipe the blood running from y/n’s nose, it seemed she’d managed to land on the left side of her body and right side of her face.

“I’m sorry mom! We were just playing and she fell” Morgan began to also cry hysterically. “Oh honey it’s ok, it wasn’t your fault, do you think you could be a big girl and go find daddy for me?”

Mr. Stark came running up the stairs, following his crying daughter. “Y/n fell” Pepper said “I think we need to take her to the hospital…her arm Tony” Pepper said, whispering the last few words. Tony looked towards y/n’s left arm, bent the wrong way and purple with bruises. “I’ll get the car”

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As soon as Clint pulled into the car park, Natasha was out the door and running to find her daughter. 3 hours ago Pepper had called and said y/n had fallen over, she hadn’t had an update as to how bad it was yet.

“Excuse me!” Natasha called to the receptionist “My daughter was brought in a few hours ago, Y/n, y/n Romanoff” the blue haired lady began aggressively typing as Natasha noticed a little brunette running towards her “Aunty Nat!” Morgan.

“Hey little bean” Natasha said as she picked up young Morgan. Tony soon followed behind her “Hey Nat, she’s ok, she’s with Pepper, come on I’ll take you”

“Ugh, wait a minute you can’t all go!” The receptionist called….too late.

Y/n laid wrapped up in blankets holding her new hospital bear, Sally. Tears gently slid down her cheeks as she looked over her pink cast. The pain was wearing off little by little but poor y/n was still very shaken up. Her nose yet to be cleaned of the dried up blood.

The curtain was pulled back and y/n shot up. “MOMMY!” She cried as Natasha ran to scoop up her toddler. “Oh baby it’s ok mommy’s here, I’m here now.” She whispered into y/n’s ear as she gave a small wave to Pepper. “Natasha, I’m so sorry” Pepper began. “It’s alright, these things happen, I’m just glad you were there” Natasha almost cried.

Y/n pulled back and looked up into her mommy’s beautiful green eyes. “It-it hurts mamma. Wanna go ho- go home” her little sobs broke Natasha’s heart, she wishes more than anything she could have been there to protect her little angel. “I know princess, you’re so so brave! Mamma’s here, we’ll get you home soon, get you curled up in bed with all the snacks.”

Natasha’s words did not disappoint, 2 hours later little y/n was laying in her mommy’s arms in her mommy’s bed. Toy Story 2 quietly played in the background as Nat stoked her fingers through y/n’s curly locks. “Itchy momma” y/n whined. “Oh darling I know, it’ll go away soon I promise” Natasha said.

Before long the events of the day forced

y/n’s tired eyes shut, empty bottle of milk still between her lips. Natasha swapped it out for her daughters favourite paci and pulled the duvet over them both. She kissed y/n on the head and got a little hum in response.

“Sleep well my angel, mommy’s got you now”

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Ahhh my first time writing little reader! I hope you enjoyed! Soft mamma Nat is my fav<3

- Star🌷

[mostly-marvel-musings]

Annoying Neighbour - Part 5

A/N: A bit of damage control? I think so. Leave a comment, like and reblog if you enjoyed reading!

Pairing: Single Dad! Tony Stark x Reader

Warning: 18+ hurt/comfort, bit of angst.

Word count: 3.1k

Annoying Neighbour Masterlist

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It had been four days since you last saw your favorite father-daughter duo. These past few months had made you realize just how much you had gotten used to them, their banter, the laughs you shared with Morgan and Tony.

Tony Stark.

The man who made you feel things you had only read about in books. The man you slept with once, but it was enough to make you realize how much you belonged together.

But he was also the man who had kissed his ex-wife in his living room two days ago. Every time you began to miss him, the image of them kissing would promptly pop up in your brain, causing the anger and heartbreak to return.

There were several occasions where longing stares had been exchanged, once while Tony dropped Morgan off at school, another evening when you caught him staring at you while you watered your plants hanging on the porch, his eyes missing the spark that you adored so much. You were the one who decided on ending things and yet you found your self-restraint crumbling every time you saw the man.

Your Saturday began with you realizing you were running low on most of your groceries, so you made a list and decided to head out. Some gray clouds loomed in the sky outside, threatening rain and thunder. Perfect heartbreak weather, you thought with a wry smile.

The car right next to yours looked familiar as you got out of yours in the parking lot.

Tony was in the store too. Was it too late to back out? Maybe you could find another store that wasn’t so conveniently close to where you lived. Putting earphones on, you decided it was best if you kept your head down, got your stuff and head back home.

You just hoped and prayed to God it wasn’t going to be another awkward encounter with Pepper. Seeing that woman again with Tony would do you no good.

You were dumping things in your cart when right in front of you, you saw a commotion through your peripheral vision.

Sure enough, it was Tony and Morgan. He had her sitting on his shoulders while she picked out her favorite cereal box, throwing it in their cart and giggling. The sight automatically made you smile.

Someone cleared their throat behind you, making you turn to the source.

“They’re adorable, aren’t they?”

It was her.

Your heart dropped to your stomach, instantly making you regret your trip to the store. Of course she was still here. With her family. Shopping like normal families do, you thought bitterly.

“Y/N!”

You heard a little girl cry out, already knowing who it was before you heard her tiny feet run across the aisle to meet you.

“Hi Morgan! It’s good to see you.” you smiled down at the kid who hugged your legs as she usually did, Pepper watching the two of you interact with a frown on her face.

“Daddy it’s Y/N!” she called out, making your stomach flip as you turned to watch Tony striding towards you. He still looked too bloody handsome, though there were noticeable bags under his eyes, he looked tired, like he hadn’t been getting enough sleep. Pretty much how your state was as well.

“I’m getting late, I–I should get on with this.” you murmured, pushing your trolley ahead after waving them goodbye, wanting to be away from them.

Morgan stared between you and her father, for her, both of you seemed upset while Pepper - or what her Daddy mentioned to her earlier, her Mommy, remained quite happy.

“Why is Y/N sad, Daddy?” she asked, her voice full of worry as she grabbed Tony’s sleeve to get his attention.

“How about we pick out some ice-cream for you, honey? You like strawberry, don’t you?” Pepper piped cheerfully, dragging her away from Tony.

Driving home had been a task, yet again you had to keep your tears at bay as you unloaded the bags from your car. A million questions ran through your mind as you began organizing your pantry, you thought it’d be best to keep your overthinking brain busy.

It worked for some time. Until you heard their car pull up next door. The bottle of Merlot you’d purchased earlier suddenly seemed inviting.

.

Morgan spent her afternoon playing in the living room while her Daddy and Mommy spoke in the other room, she’d brought out her plane that whizzed by, flying outside Y/N’s window where it collided against the glass.

She saw Y/N crying in the kitchen, her face was sad which worried her a lot. It made her decide to bring it up with her Daddy later when Mommy was not around. He did not speak much around her, she had noticed.

Later that evening, Tony had finished reading a bedtime story to Morgan, who was far from sleepy.

“Why was Y/N sad today, Daddy?” she asked, the concern in her voice making Tony’s heart wrench.

“She looked okay to me. I don’t think she was sad, hon.” he shrugged, pulling the blankets up to her shoulders, hoping she would drop the subject.

“You are sad too.”

He sighed. His own child was too smart for her age, and too observant.

“Did you and Y/N fight? Was it because of me?” her voice went low, her big brown eyes that matched his so perfectly were now distressed.

“We did fight, sweetheart. Y/N is mad at me and she won’t talk. But not because of you. Never.” Tony hated how much this affected his kid, he never wanted it to get this far. With Pepper showing up, Morgan was more vulnerable than ever. She had questions that he did not have answers to.

“But she said she liked you.”

“Did she?” Tony chuckled as Morgan nodded fervently.

“I like her too, Maguna. I like her a lot. But she is very upset, I don’t know if she would talk to me.” he sighed, leaning his head against Morgan’s little shoulder.

“Did you say sorry, Daddy? You made my best friend cry. I saw her in her kitchen today.”

“Hey! I thought I was your best friend.”

Morgan narrowed her eyes at him in a way that confirmed any further argument would lead to a possible tantrum. Tony’s heart broke upon hearing you had cried, all because of him. All of this mess was upsetting too many people. And it all felt like it was his fault. Minus Pepper showing up unannounced, everything was his fault. He handled the situation terribly. And he was determined to do whatever it took to make things right.

“I will go to Y/N’s house and say sorry. I promise you. You’ll have your best friend back.”

“And stop growing up so soon. Off to sleep now, you little monster. I love you tons.” he kissed her forehead softly, turning her night lamp on after making sure she was tucked in.

“I love you three thousand.” His heart soared at her words, it felt like there was at least something he was doing right.

“Three thousand? Wow. Now go to sleep.”

“I want my best friend back!”

Her words made Tony chuckle, she knew him too well. Pepper had left for the night, much to his relief, she had been staying at a hotel nearby. Tony had called Rhodey over to stay, he needed all the help he could get with the whole situation.

Breaking the news of her mother suddenly showing up in their lives had been a task enough for Tony. A part of him was surprised with the way Morgan had handled the new information, then again, Morgan had always been way more mature than her age. He wanted to make sure she was okay, he also wanted to make sure you were too.

Seeing your kitchen light still on, Tony decided to take his chance. It was raining cats and dogs outside, but he’d make a run for it.

He had been late for making amends already, he was only hoping he had not been too late.

By the time he reached your front door, he was drenched.

The ringing of your doorbell pulled your attention from the mindless television that played that your eyes were glued to. Checking your phone it was close to midnight, and your third glass of wine was almost empty. You felt its warm buzz in your belly as you stood up to answer the door.

Thunder clapped outside as the door revealed a soaking wet Tony Stark, your heart leaping at the sight but your mind apprehensive.

“Tony.”

He still looked frickin gorgeous. You hated that. And you hated how your heart fluttered at the sight of him.

“Y/N. Can we talk? Please?” he wiped his face down with his hand, exhaling in relief when you left the door open for him as you turned your back to head back inside without answering.

He saw you were drinking wine in a coffee mug, a small smile appeared on his face recalling the day you walked in on him drinking the same on his porch.

“Wine in a coffee cup?”

Leaning against your kitchen counter, you let out a small sigh, holding your left hand up to reveal a medical tape covered wound.

“I broke the glasses during one of my cleaning sprees.” you explained, keeping your voice low and eyes trained on the floor.

“Y/N…”

“You kissed her, didn’t you?” you interrupted before he could begin, looking directly at him now, waiting for his answer. You saw guilt in his eyes, mixed with regret as he gave you a nod. Breaking your heart all over again.

“Actually she kissed me.”

“I didn’t see you pull away, Tony.”

He wiped his face with his hand, taking slow steps towards you, keeping a safe distance still.

“You also didn’t see me push her away, Y/N. Pepper kissed me on purpose, she loves creating a scene. Always has. Did I wish I had the power to take it all away? Yes. But I know I don’t.”

He saw a tear escape down your cheek, he had to stop himself from wiping it away. Crossing your arms over your chest, you took in a deep breath, steadying yourself.

“Why is she back, Tony? Are you getting back together?” your voice quaked but you still continued.

“No! Y/N, believe me when I say I want nothing to do with that woman. She says she wants to be a part of Morgan’s life again. That she regrets giving her up. It’s all lies. She was hopeful she’d have her position back in the company if she showed up under this guise.”

Tony leaned against the counter opposite you, his shoulders sagging.

“She can be very manipulative, used to getting her way. She has her lawyers all ready for battle.”

As you listened, the ice thawed little by little, watching Tony’s fingers fiddle with his sleeves, his foot tapping against the floor.

“What are you going to do?” you whispered, hands now by your sides as you gripped the counter behind you.

“I’m gonna fight. I won’t let her get her way this time, Morgan doesn’t deserve this. She never did. Neither do you. I’m so sorry, Y/N. I really am.” you believed he meant it. You could see it in his eyes.

“Ending things is easy, Y/N. Working things out and talking about it is difficult. I didn’t think you would choose the easy way out.”

“You think I chose the easy way out, Tony? I chose to protect myself from a heartbreak! That’s what I did.” you cried, your voice breaking in the end as you pointed your finger against his chest, breathing erratically.

“Do you really think this was a mistake? Us?”

You remained quiet, staring at your feet as tears pooled in your eyes once again before Tony held your hand in both his, tipping your chin to make you look at him.

“Answer me.” he whispered, his own eyes moist as you both stared at each other, hands clasped tight.

“I don’t regret kissing you or sleeping with you, Tony. No. I really thought we had something. I didn’t realize things could get this complicated. That was foolish on my part.”

“I was the fool for not handling things well, Y/N. And I am truly sorry. But I won’t let you slip away because of a bump in the road. We’re too good for that. I want to make us work. But I want to know that you want that too, sweetheart. Do you?”

His face was now inches apart, his eyes flicking down to your lips as he waited, and prayed to God you’d be willing to give this another chance. His heart grew hopeful as you moved closer, finally closing the distance between you two.

Thunder rumbled outside as you kissed Tony, lips molding against one another in a moment that took your breath away.

His arms came around you to pull you flush against his chest, tongue peaking between your lips to push past into your mouth. You let out a soft sigh at the taste of him, berries and coffee mixed with your wine.

A trail of discarded clothes along your stairs was laid out as Tony carried you to your bedroom, lips never leaving yours even for a second. Fingers gripping his wet hair, you let out a mewl as Tony’s kisses trailed down your body, finding himself between your legs.

Your head was spinning and body was alive under his touch, mouth falling open as he brushed his nose against your glistening core.

“Tony!” you moaned, feeling his tongue flat against your strip as he tasted you with urgency, his hands keeping your thighs parted for him.

You wanted him, all of him, around you, inside you, now and forever. You were out of breath by the time he was done, crawling up your body and resuming his kisses along your collarbone, paying attention to your breasts.

His erection poked at your inner thigh, waiting and longing to be inside you. He let out a shaky breath as you wrapped your hand around his length, guiding it towards your entrance.

A synchronized groan left your lips as he stretched you in one easy thrust, forehead resting against yours as he breathed you in. The impetuosity of the moment had you reach your climaxes in no time, his steady rhythm pushed you closer and closer to the edge. Your walls clenched around his cock desperately as you came, clinging onto him and effectively speeding up his orgasm.

“Oh Y/N..” Tony let out a grunt before you felt ropes of cum paint your walls, his breath hot against your flushed skin. The desire to keep him close made you wrap your legs around him tighter as you floated away in bliss.

.

“I hate to bring in this angle but it’s not just me who misses you terribly. My kid does too.”

A smile made its way on your face, allowing it to turn into a chuckle, you placed your hand under your chin as you gazed up at Tony.

“Did Morgan send you here?”

“She actually threw me out of my own house to apologize. Wouldn’t talk to me unless I bring her best friend back. I bribed her with juice pops. Didn’t work. And that’s usually a fail-safe way.” he stated, shaking his head fondly while you giggled, his hand traced your back soothingly, the other caressing your cheek.

“I have to go to Malibu for a few days, Y/N.” he added after a few moments of silence.

“Oh..when will you be back?” you frowned, idly tracing your fingers around the light dusting of hair on his chest as it rose and fell steadily.

“Couple of weeks, could be more. I just need to settle this drama with Pepper for good. She’s got her eye on Stark Industries and the head office is in Malibu. The board of directors and I need to have a sit down and discuss a few things.” he sighed, all this worrying had his frown lines deepen over. You couldn’t imagine the stress he was under, he didn’t talk about it to anyone but you understood.

Squeezing his hand in reassurance, you placed a kiss against his cheek, laying your head on his chest once again.

“I will try not to miss Morgan too much.” you teased.

“What about me?” he feigned hurt, giving your sides a little tickle.

“You? I guess you’re alright. For an annoying neighbor.” you murmured, giggling when he smacked your bum playfully.

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A couple of weeks had turned to four. Tony kept you updated as best as he could, calling you over Facetime whenever he had time, the call evidently would be hijacked by Morgan who spoke to you whenever she had the chance.

Carrying your bowl of strawberries, you made yourself comfortable on the couch, holding your phone up as Morgan went on about her day.

“Everything okay, honey?” Tony’s voice came through from behind her.

“Yeah, why?”

“You look a little pale. Did you eat?”

You held up the bowl for him to see, making him frown slightly. You had never been one to keen on fruits. Watching you close your eyes and rest against the back of the couch only made his concern grow.

“Relax Tony. I’m only tired. I had a long day.”

As soon as you were done with the call, you felt a bit queasy. You had to rush to the toilet as bile rose up to your throat, making you throw up.

Could be the result of a bad choice of dinner you’d made last night, you thought. The desire to finish an entire pizza overtook you yesterday and you were surprised at your own appetite.

An alert from your phone made you check the notification, it was one of your apps that helped track your period. As you opened it, your mouth went dry.

You were very, very late.

[multi-fandom-enjoyer]

Easter morning:

You and Wanda were watching as Billy and Tommy hunt for eggs with the children of New Asgard.

Y/n: Thank you for inviting us over Thor. It's nice to see the twins having fun with other kids.

Wanda: Yes. It's been a while since we've gotten to do anything like this.

Thor: You're welcome, friends L/n and Maximoff. I should be thanking you for your parenting tips after I adopted Love.

After all the eggs were found, Morgan and Love were showing each other the eggs they found while Billy and Tommy were counting to see who got the most.

[that-headcanon-girl]

tony: y/n, pete...

y/n: yeah?

peter: yeah?

tony: sometimes, you don't get everything you want in life

y/n: then why do you literally give us everything we want in life

peter: that's what I was thinking

tony: because you're my kids and I'm obviously gonna spoil the shit out of you

morgan: what about me dad

tony: like I said, you don't get everything you want in life

y/n and peter: *in unison* OOOOOHHHHHH

morgan: love you 3000?

tony: no

y/n and peter: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo

[chaotictasha]

Incorrect quotes#105

Morgan , texting Y/n: Y/n! Help I’m being kidnapped.

Y/n: Where are you?

Morgan : I’m with some strange person. In a car. HELP

Y/n: I’ll call Peter.

Peter, answering their call: Y’ello?

Y/n: Where’s Morgan ? They texted me that they were being kidnapped.

Peter: MORGAN ? WHADDYA MEAN, THEY'RE RIGHT NEXT TO ME-

Peter: I’ll call you back. *hangs up*

Peter: THE NEW HAIRCUT ISN’T THAT BAD!

Morgan : WHO ARE YOU?!

[buckyalpine]

Redemption

Bucky x reader, Morgan & Tony Stark, Alpine!

A/N: Been sitting with this idea for a while and I finally decided to write it. This doesn’t follow the events in the movies. Always wanted to see something where Bucky feels like he redeems himself with Tony, and Tony accepts Bucky. The ending felt a little rushed, might go back and edit this later but I hope you enjoy it! Please like, comment, reblog <3 

Warnings: Angst (some violence), fluff

Word count: 3.4k

Bucky padded down the hall, wondering how come the left side of his bed was cold and empty this morning, though he had a sneaking suspicion of why.

“Alpine? Where’d you g-”

Bucky smiled, shaking his head as he entered the living room, watching Morgan set up her tea party, her stuffed animals and Avengers actions figures all lined in a row. In the middle, was a large fluffy cushion with the special guest of honour.

“Did you want Friskies or Temptations today Alpine?” Morgan held up two treat bags she had snuck out of Bucky’s room, nodding when Alpine pawed at the chicken treats.

“Chicken for you, shawarma for daddy’s friends, cheese burgers for daddy, Mr. Snuggle, you’ll have to share with me, I only have 1 chocolate chip cookie”

Morgan put 3 teats in a dish for Alpine, setting it in front of her. Alpine sniffed the bowl, waiting for Morgan to give her permission to eat.

“Let’s see, scotch for daddy, Thor I have Asgardian mead for you, and for Alpine- oh! I forgot your water bowl, let me go get it!”

Morgan got up, making a bee line to Bucky’s room, turning back to make sure the little white ball of fur stayed in her seat.

“Just give me a second Alpi- Oof!” She collided with a large wall of muscle, two strong hands safely catching her before she stumbled back.

“Hi Morgan” Bucky smiled softly, setting her back down “Whatcha doing?”

“Hi Mr. Barnes” grinned sheepishly, knowing he was looking for his fur baby “I’m having a tea party! But not a boring one, we can have alcohol! Did you want to join us, Alpine is the special guest”

Bucky snorted, nodding his head; he’d noticed Alpine getting slightly fuller from the many tea parties she’d attended but he didn’t mind. Alpine certainly didn’t seem to mind, enjoying the pampering and head scratches she got for hours on end.

“Is it okay if I get Alpine her water bowl?” Bucky nodded, sitting on the couch, smirking at the way Alpine stretched out, basking in the morning sun slowly blinking at him making sure he knew she loved the extra treats and extra attention.

“Here, whisky for you,” Morgan poured apple juice into a tiny tea cup, handing it over to Bucky as she continued to fill the other cups.

“Thanks Morgan” Bucky sipped from the cup, watching Alpine get up, sauntering over the Morgan’s lap while looking at looking at him, purring to her heart’s content as Morgan rubbed her furry tummy. Bucky narrowed his eyes at the dramatic feline; Alpine had taken after his personality. Quiet, reserved and picky with letting people touch her. Unless she liked them. “Spoiled princess”

 The sound of footsteps echoing through the hall caused Alpine to scamper away back to the safety of Bucky’s room as you, Tony and Steve returned from another week long mission, however this one had left you shaken.

“Daddy!” Morgan shot up, running into Tony’s arms, allowing him to scoop her up, peppering her face with kisses.

“Hey princess, what have you been up to?” Tony smiled at the little set up he saw in the living room, his smile faltering as he saw Bucky on the couch.  

“Havin’ a tea party. Alpine was just here, where she go Mr. Barnes?”

“Uh- probably went to use the little box, I’ll go check for you, okay?”

Bucky got up from the couch, quietly making his way back to his room shutting the door behind him. Tony swallowed thickly, as he continued to fight the conflict that plagued his mind. No it wasn’t Bucky’s fault over what happened to his parents. Hydra wasn’t his fault; the Winter Soldier wasn’t his fault. Nothing was his fault and yet when he saw him he only saw the life leaving his mothers eyes, his father’s last breaths. He fought with himself to see it differently but it was easier to keep his distance. Tony walked over to the now empty couch, setting Morgan down with him, who was now handing him his tea cup.

“Daddy?”

“Hm?”

“How come you don’t like Mr. Barnes?”

“I- who said-” Tony shook his head, his daughter was insightful and it wasn’t the first time she had asked this question, unhappy she was never given a straight forward answer.

“He always leaves when you come and you don’t stop him” She mumbled, disappointed Alpine hadn’t finished her treats and disliking the tension that filled the air. “He always stays for the tea party until you come”. Tony sighed, deciding to change the subject, placing his helmet on her as you made your way over to your shared bedroom with Bucky.

You knocked on the door softly, not wanting to bother him if he needed time to be alone, only getting silence in return.  Your hand rested on the doorknob, noticing it had been left unlocked; something Bucky had started doing when he had nightmares and needed you by his side. He left the doors unlocked to silently let you know he wanted you with him. You opened the door, your heart breaking at the sight.

Bucky’s eyes were red and puffy as he sat against the bed, tears streamed down his face, his eyes refusing to meet yours. His metal arm clenched as he stared off at nothing, his mind racing over the people he’d killed, the screams, the families he’d destroyed, the people that wished he were better off dead, the loved ones he’d never be able to bring back.

“Baby…” You walked over to him, sitting on the edge of the bed, wiping away the tears that spilled down his cheeks. You kissed his forehead as he closed his eyes, his forehead resting against yours, his breaths ragged. Your thumbs caressed his face silently letting him melt against your touch, wishing you could take away the pain that haunted him.

“I’ll always be him” His eyes squeezed shut as he saw flashes of his cell, the wires and needles that injected him, the chains and locks that caged him in place.            

“Bubba, you’re not him, this is different. Not everyone sees you that way anymore; you know he’s forgiven you its just…” Your voice trailed off as Bucky nodded. He didn’t expect Tony to ever fully forgive him for what he’d done. He was grateful he’d been allowed to stay at the compound but he always felt out of place knowing the pain he caused whenever Tony looked at him. Bucky pulled you into his lap, resting his head against your chest and you rocked him, kissing his hair.

“I miss you when you leave” His voice, barely above a whisper, wrapped his arms tighter around you, the only place he felt safe, wanted, loved. “How was the mission?”

Your breath hitched, curling into Bucky’s lap as he held you, shaking, recalling the mission that left you reeling. The hydra base was empty but it was what they’d left behind that haunted you; thousands of files with footage from the compound; Pepper and Tony’s wedding, images from the training rooms, you cuddling with Bucky on the couch, the day Tony brought Morgan from the hospital. Steve had to remove Tony from the facility as the footage showed Morgan in her bed, a red laser pointed at her sleeping form before cutting off. They wanted you to see the footage. They wanted you to know they were watching. You closed your eyes, clinging onto Bucky, your heart racing over what was going to come. “It’s not over, they’ll be back”

                                                         ***

The next few weeks were uneventful though Tony had reset all the security systems, updated the compound system to respond quicker to emergencies and increased surveillance.

“Daddy you said we could play with the jet pack today” Morgan clung onto Tony as he reluctantly suited up, responding to an urgent call from Fury.

“I know, I promise I’ll take you as soon as I’m back okay?” Tony placed a kiss on her forehead, setting her down beside you. “I love you 3000”

“I love you 3000”

You giggled looking at Morgan’s pouty face as she tugged you back to the living room, plopping down onto the couch, sighing. You sat down beside her, contemplating on just how much mischief you’d both be able to get up to without getting into too much trouble.

“We have the whole compound to ourselves Morgan, what do you want to do?” Steve and Nat had left with Tony, Bucky had been in the training room with Sam and Pepper was busy in the lab. You grinned as you saw the gears in her head turning, her previous pout replaced with a toothy grin.

“Can we make cookies?! And watch movies?”

“We can do anything you want Stark jr.”

Morgan hopped from the couch running to the large kitchen, pulling out ever possible ingredient she could think of along with all the bowls and measuring cups. You’d managed to bake 3 batches of cookies without causing too much of a disaster, saving a small bowl of cookie dough to eat for the movie night.

You settled beside Morgan in the living room, deciding on a Disney movie, as you both built an elaborate pillow fort to sit in while watching. You laid out all the snacks and cookies along with the cookie dough, and some milk.

Bucky walked through the living room, smiling at the heap of pillows and sheets that were piled in front of the large screen, soft giggles emerging from you were curled under. He passed by to see you and Morgan curled under a large fluffy blanket.

“Hi Mr. Barnes! Did you want to join us? We’re watching Beauty and the Beast” Morgan smiled at him hopefully; he was always a gentleman at her tea parties even if he didn’t stay the entire time.

Bucky shook his head, knowing it wasn’t his place to stay, his heart breaking as he saw her smile fall. “Next time sweet heart; have fun with y/n, okay?”

Morgan nodded, snuggling into your side, her eyes widening as she remembered something.

“Wait! Here!” She grabbed a cookie, shoving it into his metal hand, “We made them today!”

Bucky smiled, ruffling Morgan’s hair and giving you a quick peck on the cheek before going to his floor.

You were heavily engrossed in the movie when the screen went blank for a moment; seconds later the entire compound going dark. You sat up feeling around the floor for your phone, confused about why the backup generators hadn’t immediately started up. Something wasn’t right. Morgan clung onto you as you turned on a flash light, your heart racing as you heard movement from outside.

“Morgan, I’m going to take you to your room and then see why the power went out, okay? Don’t open the door for anyone, I’ll come and get you”

Morgan nodded, silently clinging onto you as you carried her to her room, closing the door softly, instructing her how to manually secure it from the inside. Sam met you in the hall with Bucky, suited with his Falcon wings as red wing detected a number of Hydra agents surrounding the compound.

“There’s at least 30 of them and they’ve hacked all the systems, there’s nothing to keep them out”

You ran down the hallway to get your gear, hardly making it to your room before running in the first agent, swiftly breaking his neck with a kick before grabbing your knives and loading your guns. You quickly suited up, sprinting down the hall where Bucky had left a trail of 5 bodies.

A harsh red light flooded the compound entrance as more agents emerged from a jet, each one steadily moving towards the building. Sam flew through the air, successfully wiping out two jets, before more of Hydra could attack. You pulled your knives out, precisely slicing through agents, leaving them to bleed out, hoping the danger would remain outside.

The sudden explosion from inside the compound sent you flying, cement and glass cutting your skin, your ears ringing, blood clouding your vision. The bomb had caused shrapnel to fly through the air, lodging into Sam’s wings as he fell to the ground, his suit damaged from the impact. You lay on the ground, your breaths laboured as Bucky ran over to you, kneeling by your side, his hands frantically wiping the blood away from your face.

“Y/N, Baby, baby look at me, talk to me sweet heart, say something ”  His voice pleaded with you as you struggled to speak, dust clouding your lungs and you coughed, your mind immediately racing to Morgan who was still inside.

“M-Mor…” You coughed, blood dripping from your lips and you weakly pointed to the raging fire that engulfed half the building. “S-she’s inside”

Bucky eyes widened in horror, giving into the blood lust he kept inside, no hydra agent that stood in his way left alive as his metal hand grasped them, quickly snapping the life out of them. He ran towards the compound, the heat and smoke burning his skin as he made his way upstairs. Bucky sprinted through the halls, fire nipping at his skin, the smoke filling his lungs as he reached Morgan’s room.  He didn’t waste time breaking through the door as Morgan hid under her sheets, eyes wide as she held Alpine, who had snuck into her room earlier.

“Morgan, it’s me” Bucky said softly, lifting her into his arms, his heart racing as he tried to figure out the safest way to get her out. Morgan clung on him, Alpine tucked in her arm as she sniffled.

“I’m going to take you outside, okay sweetheart? I need you to hold your breath for me until we get outside, don’t look up, close your eyes”

                                                       ***

Sam groaned, seeing a faint red and gold figure land nearby, running to his side. His eyes focused as he saw Tony’s wide eyes, looking down at him, panic on his face.

“Tony…” Sam struggled to speak, groaning as he lay on the ground, while Steve and Nat fought off the few agents that had escaped Bucky’s wrath.

“This was their fucking plan, the mission was a distraction” Tony’s heart raced as he saw the destruction around him, hydra agents littered all over. His ability to breathe stopped as he saw Peppers blue and gold suit trapped under rubble, running to her side. He managed to blast the larder bricks of cement, pulling her out, his ability to think clearly faltering “FRIDAY, I need medics sent to the compound, NOW”

                                                          ***

Morgan nodded, taking a deep breath, her arms clinging around Bucky’s neck as she buried her face in his shoulder. Bucky wrapped his leather jacket around her before speeding down the hallway, his large arms shielding her from the flames, smoke burning his lungs as he panted. He felt deep gashes on his skin as the ceiling began the crumble. His metal arm cradled her head, protecting her from the burning pieces that continued to fall.

“You’re…you’re doing good Morgan,” Bucky’s breaths were labored as he struggled to breathe from the fire, the exit a few steps away, “Just…just a little…just a little more, o-okay?”

                                                          ***

“Morgan? WHERE’S MORGAN” Tony cradled Pepper, as the medics ran to her aid, whisking her away along with you and Sam. He stood up, ready to enter the compound as he saw Bucky run with Morgan in his arms. Bucky managed to get to Tony, his footsteps heavy, vision blurry, barely able to set Morgan down before collapsing to the ground. Steve ran to Bucky’s side as Tony cradled Morgan, looking over her for injures.

“Honey look at me, are you okay, did you get hurt?”

Morgan shook her head, as she kept herself wrapped in Bucky’s large jacket, hugging Alpine as she mewed, trying to escape and check on her favorite super soldier.

“I’m okay daddy, Mr. Barnes came to get me”  

Her face fell as she saw Bucky on the ground, medics struggling to revive him, swiftly taking him away to the med bay that hadn’t been destroyed.

                                                        ***

“You’re a hero Bucky, you saved Morgan, and Morgan saved your little fur baby”

“Bucky, wake up, Pepper’s here to see you”

“Alpine misses you, she won’t leave your Henley alone, and she’s taken up your side of the bed”

“I love you bubs, please say something”

Bucky hadn’t woken up in three days; the serum worked quickly to heal the gashes on his skin but hadn’t been as successful with the smoke inhalation. As soon as you were treated, you stayed by his side, insisting that your stitches would heal just fine without needing bed rest for your injuries. You cradled his face, your fingers brushing over his scruffy cheek the way he loved, hoping he’d be able to hear everything you said to him over the last few days even if he was unconscious.

                                                           ***

“Daddy?” Morgan poked her head in Tony’s lab as he tinkered with his helmet, a habit he’d picked up on when his mind worked faster than he was able to comprehend. “Hey Morgan” Tony set down his helmet, noticing the way his daughter shifted on her feet, her little hands struggling to hold the giant card she had behind her back.

“Where’s Mr. Barnes?”

“He’s…did you want to go and see him?” Morgan nodded, smiling as Tony carried her, making his way over to the infirmary.

“WAIT!” Morgan shimmied out of his hold, running towards the stairs.

“Where you going Maguna?”  

“I have to get something from Mr. Barnes’s room!”

“Wait, I don’t think he-

“I’m always allowed, he said its okay!”

Tony shook his head in amusement, recalling number one rule of no one being allowed in Bucky’s room with the recent exception of y/n (and Alpine).

                                                               ***

“Please wake up baby” Your pleading voice caused Bucky to stir. He felt the side of the bed dip softy, a small hand holding his arm and 4 tiny paws clambering onto his chest. His eyes struggled to adjust to the light; three fuzzy figures were near him, a particularly fluffy one significantly close, nuzzling his face.

“Hey Alp” Bucky’s voice was rough, his lungs and throat stinging, still recovering. He turned towards you, immediately showered in soft kisses all over his face.

“We missed you baby” Tears streamed down your face as Alpine made herself comfortable in the crook of Bucky’s neck. “You have another visitor”

Morgan smiled softly, her hand holding Bucky’s metal one. A giant card was placed in his lap along with a small basket of plums with some balloons tied to the handle.

“I made a card for you! Daddy helped me pick some of the plums from the tree; we used his suit to get the ones that were all the way at the top!”

Bucky squeezed her hand gently, nodding as she smiled proudly.

“Thank you for coming to get me”

“Anytime, sweet heart”

Morgan took Alpine in her lap, petting her as Bucky closed his eyes, leaning into your touch as you gently stroked his forehead.

Tony leaned by the door, watching what he almost lost because he wasn’t there, his heart racing again because he knew what would have happened if Bucky didn’t rescue Morgan. He felt something new; clarity. He took a deep breath before walking in, he wasn’t one to feel nervous but the thought of almost losing his daughter had him on edge.

“I- Thank you Bucky”

Bucky’s eyes shot open as he heard Tony’s voice, he wasn’t sure if he was unconscious again. He still felt your touch, Morgan and Alpine sitting on the bed and the weight of the basket, he was very much awake. Bucky looked over at Tony’s soft face, his throat tightening, eyes stinging because he had chased redemption for so long. For the first time he heard warmth in Tony’s voice. Acceptance.

“I’m sorr-”

“No. That wasn’t you. It was never you” Tony stopped Bucky before he could finish, he felt guilt; it shouldn’t have taken this incident for him to completely forgive Bucky for what happened to his parents. “I don’t blame you. For anything” Bucky nodded, his heart feeling lighter, a weight lifted off him; he was more than the Winter Soldier.

-

[hutchersonsgurl]

Devil Wears Prada Negan Smith

Paring wife reader and Negan Smith

Warnings 18+ MDNI. Negan graphic violence smut graphic language

Word count:

Synopsis you are the wife of Negan Smith the two of you split before the month before the end of the world and now you and your son run into him again

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You and your son are Alexandra when the saviors are pulling up to the gate

"Little pig little pig let me in "Negan shouts

"Holy shit what the hell is going on? " you ask Maggie

"I have no idea" maggie says

Your son Mason is hanging onto your waist hiding behind you

Negan walks in with a leather jacket and a bat wrapped it barbed wires

He was like in through the gate and his eyes meet yours

"Holy shit is that my wife? Can you believe it, Simon? That's my wife I told you about and my son I thought y'all was dead with the rest of the world" Negan says with his signature smile

"Yeah you'd like that wouldn't you" you say pulling Mason behind you

"No darling I'm really happy to see you two" Neagn says walking towards you

Negan gets really close to you and is checking you out with his eyes

You know I'm sure your" wives" back at home wouldn't like you looking at me like this You say

"Now honey we both know none of them can compare to the original" Negan responds

"Stay away from my mom "Mason says walks in front of you

"Woah woah now you telling me that your don't remember your dad now?" Negan asks

"Oh I remember you and I also know you killed my friend Glenn and everything you have done to us so as far as I'm concerned I only have a mom" Mason responds

"Well shit my son has balls like his friend Carl " Negan says as he chuckles

"Now where is rick?" Negan questions

"He's getting more supplies for you" you respond back

"Well now I'll just wait for him then" Negan smiles

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Not sure about this one but we'll see

Part 2

[arlana-likes-to-write]

Second Chance - Chapter 2

Masterlist 

Warning: mention of chemotherapy and symptoms, mention of death 

Word count: 3.3k

Tony held open the door for you to head back into the tower. Exhaustion was the best way to describe how you were feeling. Every part of your body was sore. To your surprise, a small body ran into your legs. You looked down at a young girl with shoulder-length brown hair and eyes identical to yours and Tony’s. “Hi,” you smiled. She blinked up at you. You could see the gears in her brain trying to figure out who you were. “You must be Princess Morgan I’ve heard so much about.” It was a little white lie. The CEO and billionaire kept their daughter out of the limelight as best as possible. But they did announce her birth. She took a step back, glancing behind you to look at her mom and dad. 

“Who are you?” She asked. You smiled. Now that was a complicated question as it wasn’t a simple answer. How do you tell a child that you were her sister? 

“I’m a friend of your dad's,” it wasn’t a total lie but not the full truth. You didn’t like lying to kids just because they were younger wasn’t a good enough reason to lie to them. “We haven’t seen each other in a long time.”

“Why is that?” One of the reasons you loved kids so much was their thousand and one questions. You heard hurried footsteps walking behind the younger girl. It was the Black Widow. 

“Sorry, Pepper,” she said. “This little nugget is very sneaky.” She attacked Morgan’s sides which made the girl dissolve into a fit of giggles. 

“Don’t worry about it Nat,” the CEO said. “We are done talking.” Morgan gasped suddenly, bringing the attention back to her. 

“If you're friends with my daddy, does that make us friends?” She asked. Ah. The minds of children were so simple, you envied them. 

“Do you want to be friends?” You questioned. She nodded, jumping on the balls of her feet. 

“New friend, new friend. Let’s go play,” she grabbed your hand. 

“Morgan,” Pepper’s voice was stern with a hint of amusement at her daughter but Morgan stopped in her tracks. “You have to ask before you drag someone off.” She sighed, dropping her hand. 

“Can you play with me?” She asked. Oh, it was so hard for you to say no to little kids. You saw Pepper speak with eyes, ‘You don’t have to.’ But you nodded. 

“Lead the way, Princess Morgan,” she giggled, grabbing your hand again and dragging you off. 

*

Pepper watched with a fond smile on her face as the duo ran off. She was surprised by how well you handled everything. You had to be no more than 25 but you walked around with such grace and a positive outlook on the world. She looked at her husband, who has been oddly quiet since they learned of your condition. “Are you okay?” She asked, rubbing his arm. Her gentle touch seemed to snap him out of his trance. 

“FRIDAY, please call all available Avengers to the conference room,” he ordered the AI. “Tell them it’s urgent.” He took off towards the conference room without another word. Natasha raised her eyebrow, questioning his odd behavior but Pepper shook her head. It was better to explain it once. She and Natasha walked to the conference room in comfortable silence. There weren’t many Avengers in the tower. Kate and America were on a mission, Yelena was in St. Petersburg, Bruce took a short trip to New Asgard, and Rhodey was in DC with Maria and Nick. Once the fight with Thanos was over, the Avengers went back home and tried to help those who came back. Her mind seemed to wander back to you. Were you part of the population that Thanos’ snapped away?

She remembered reading about Jessica’s passing. Their paths crossed once at a conference in DC and Pepper would have never guessed she had a daughter. A daughter who shared half the DNA with her own. It was a small world. 

When Pepper entered the conference room Tony was already standing up front. She chose to stand next to him, offering any support she could give him. “I appreciate all of you coming on such short notice.”

“What’s going on Stark?” Steve questioned. 

“It has to be serious. I’ve never seen him like this.” Sam mumbled. 

“That’s because it is serious,” he snapped. The Avengers looked at each other, having a silent conversation with one another. They’ve done enough missions together to speak without saying anything. Tony sighed. “Sorry,” he apologized. “As many of you know, Y/n claims to be my daughter. Her mother and I were together before Pepper and I.”

“Where is her mother?” Bucky asked. 

“Dead,” Pepper answered. “She died in a car accident a few years ago.” 

“She has cancer,” Tony told the team. Pepper could hear the slight shake in his voice showing how much this was affecting him. It was a lot. A stranger showed up, claiming to be his daughter, and telling them she needs help. “Chemotherapy isn’t working anymore. She needs a bone marrow transplant if not she has 6 months to live.” 

“Jesus,” Sam mumbled. 

“I’m sorry, Tony,” Natasha said. “But I’m a little confused about why you called a meeting to tell us this.” Pepper was with the Black Widow on this. It made sense to tell the team all at once but she saw Tony chew on the inside of his cheek. 

“My guess is Mr. Stark is going to ask if you all can see if you are a match for Miss. Easton. Only 2% of the entire population are registered bone marrow donors,” Vision said, leaning back in his chair. “It’s a 1% chance for a parent to match their child, 50% for siblings, and 29%-79% for everyone else.” Tony nodded, resting his hand on his chin. 

“I’m asking a lot,” he said. “Especially to help a total stranger but I’m all she has left.” 

“You're wrong, Tony,” Wanda smiled. “She has us.” Pepper looked at the Sokovian. 

“I’m guessing you knew,” the CEO said. A slight blush rose on her cheeks as she nodded. 

“As soon as she introduced herself. For someone so young, she’s not scared.” 

 *

You glanced over Morgan’s shoulder as you heard footsteps approaching. It was Pepper. “Come on, come on,” she tugged on your arm. “You have to continue the story!” All her toys were laid out in a makeshift battlefield, two sides facing each other. You smiled at the CEO before returning your attention to the young girl. 

“So there they stood, the king's men facing the Swarm’s army. The king’s army were strong men who were called forth to protect their homes. But,” you picked up a stuffed animal. It was a dragon, a gift from Natasha and Bucky that Morgan informed you of. “The Swarm didn’t just have men but a dragon that breathed fire,” you noticed Pepper being more interested in the story. You set the plushie down. “The king’s hand steps forward, with the spellbound sword ready to fight the dragon. But a voice in the crowd told him to stop,” Morgan was bouncing where she sat. “The king’s daughter, Princess Phoebe stood forward and took the sword. She faced the army,” You choose one of her Barbie's as the princess, maneuvering her arm to mimic she was holding a sword over her head. “And she said, ‘I will kill the dragon and lead this army to victory. Who will join me?’ But no one stepped forward.” Morgan gasped. “The princess wasn’t worried. She knew she would have to earn the men’s trust. So, she faced the dragon,” You grabbed the plushie. “Alone.” 

“What happened? Did she win?” She asked. You sighed. 

“It was a long and hard fight,” you paused for dramatic effect. “She killed the dragon, led her father’s army to victory, and became the first Queen to sit on the throne of Krucia.” Morgan jumped up to her feet and cheered at your story's ending. She saw Pepper standing in the doorway. 

“Mommy, did you hear?” She ran over to her, throwing her body at her legs. “The princess won! She won!” You smiled at the interaction, it made you miss your mom. 

“I did,” the CEO smiled. “What do you say to Y/n?” She let go of her mother’s legs and ran back over to you. You were surprised when she hugged you tight. 

“Thank you for playing with me,” you hugged her back. “Can you tell me another story?” 

“Maybe tomorrow. I have to come up with another one. Now let’s clean up your toys,” the pout that formed on her face made you laugh. “If Princess Phoebe can beat a dragon you can clean up your toys,” you said, tapping her nose. She sighed but nodded. It didn’t take long for you both to put her toys away and the playroom was soon spotless. 

“Morgan,” Pepper said, once the last toy was put away. “Your father wants to see you in his lab.” 

“Am I in trouble?” She asked. You stifled your laughter at Pepper’s reaction, not expecting her daughter’s question. 

“Did you do something to get in trouble?” Pepper countered. Morgan shrugged, skipping past her mother. You giggled, slowly standing, and ignored the ache in your body. “Not many people get her to clean up her toys. I may have to steal that story.” 

“Go for it,” you said, placing your bag on your shoulder. “I have a ton of them.” You smiled. “I draw comic books,” you answered Pepper’s unasked question. “I learned that I can hold a child’s attention longer with pictures instead of words. I bet I’ve made up stories about all of you.” She laughed. 

“You’ll have to show us them. I’ll show you to your room.” You followed the CEO to the elevator. She told you that she was taking you to the floor below her and Tony’s. You were grateful they were giving you a place to stay, especially with how tired you were. She must have seen it in your eyes as she rubbed your back and opened the door for you. 

You were shocked, yet not surprised to see a small apartment. The door opened to a personal kitchen and a living space. Pepper walked into the living room which consisted of a dining room table, couch, and TV, and opened up the blinds to show the view of the city. “Tony knows how to spend his money for the best views,” you mumbled, walking over to the window. 

“You aren’t wrong,” Pepper said, glancing over to you. “He rented out the top of the Empire State Building for date night.” You smiled. 

“Romantic.” It was. If you had a partner and the money to spoil them like that you would do the same thing. 

“Your room is over here,” she said, leading you down a hallway, past a small closet, and into a bedroom. It was simple. A queen-sized bed was pushed against the wall with a private bathroom and closet. “We’ll make a trip to your apartment to get your things and if you need anything ask FRIDAY. She’ll order it for you.” You nodded, sitting on the bed. 

“Thank you,” you said. “I know I came here and turned everyone’s life upside down so I appreciate it.” 

“Your family,” she said simply. “Besides with this group it’s the most normal thing,” you laughed which quickly turned into a yawn. “Get some sleep and come find me if you need anything.” 

“Thank you, Pepper.” She smiled and left your room. When you heard the door close, you let out a slow breath. You felt a weight lifted off your shoulders on how well today went. But you knew you had to be realistic. Even though they agreed to help doesn’t mean they will be matched. It was a small percentage that Tony would be a match. There was a Plan B. It took a very long time for your doctor to convince you to reach out to the billionaire. Doctor Lucas Carpenter. He was a family friend and he had the honor to watch you grow up, something he liked to remind you every single day. So Plan B was to increase your chemo dosage and the frequency of the treatment. 

You rubbed your forehead and emptied your bag onto the bed. You plugged in your phone charger and attached your phone. The pill counter you used was put on the bathroom counter and the rest of your belongings were thrown on the floor to be dealt with later. You climbed underneath the covers, taking off your beanie and throwing it on top of your bag. It wasn’t long before the exhaustion of the day caught up with you and you fell asleep.    

*

“Daddy!” Morgan ran into her father’s lap. Tony had just enough time to set the swabs down before catching his youngest. “Mommy said you wanted to see me.”

“And what has Mommy said about running in my lab?” He asked. She smiled. 

“But she isn’t here now.” Tony sighed, shaking his head with a soft smile on his face. The billionaire sat Morgan down on his workbench. 

“I need you to use your best listening skills,” he tickled right underneath her ears. Her laughter echoed in the quiet lab. It was music to Tony’s ear and a wonderful reminder of the life he had. But it made him wonder what he missed with you. “Y/n needs our help,” he continued once her laughter calmed down. 

“Help?” She repeated back to him. “Is she okay? I was just playing with her.” 

“She’s sick,” Tony simply said. He wasn’t sure how to explain a topic like cancer to his youngest. He and Pepper tried to shield the darker parts of the world from Morgan and they did their best. But she was smart and knew that sometimes her daddy, aunts, and uncles had to go away to keep the world safe. “And we could help her. Do you want to try?” She nodded. He grabbed two cotton swabs, he purposely didn’t do it with the others so he could show Morgan. “I’m going to do a swab of your mouth like his,” he made sure to get the inside of both of his cheeks. Once he was done, he put it in a bag. “See simple. Are you ready?” He wasn’t going to force her to do it if he didn’t want to. She stared at the cotton swap. 

“Will it hurt?” She whispered. Tony shook his head. 

“It’ll just tickle,” he said. He wasn’t going to go into detail about the procedure if they were a match. They couldn’t get ahead of themselves. Morgan opened her mouth and Tony quickly swapped both of her cheeks. “There,” he sealed her sample and labeled it. “All done. Thank you, sweetheart. You're my hero.” Morgan shook her head, hugging her father. 

“I’m not a superhero, Daddy, you are.” At the moment, Tony didn’t feel like one. He was angry that Jessica kept you from him. Tony kissed the top of her head. 

“I love you 3000,” he whispered. 

“Love you too Daddy.” 

*

“Wake up, sleepyhead,” you heard a calming voice pull you out of your dream state. “Come on. We can’t sleep anymore.” You were awake but you did not want to be. Groaning, you buried your head deeper into the pillow. 

“Don’t wanna,” you mumbled. Someone giggled. You opened your eyes, peeking to the side, and saw that it was Wanda. “What time is it?” You asked, flopping onto your back. 

“7 o’clock,” your eyes widened. You got to the tower around 1300 and fell asleep around 1430, you did not mean to sleep for that long. “You’ve had a busy day and we wanted you to rest. But dinner is ready and you need to eat.” That was true. You had a small breakfast due to your nerves and the crackers she got you for lunch. 

“Thank you,” you said, sitting up. “Give me a second and we can head down.” You walked into the bathroom, splashing cold water on your face. 

“We are having lasagna,” she told you. You opened your pill container and pulled out an anti-nausea pill, just in case. “We weren’t sure what you liked.” 

“That’s fine,” you stepped out of the bathroom and picked up the beanie on the ground, whipping it off before placing it on your head. 

“I want you to know you don’t have to wear a beanie in front of us,” you shrugged. 

“It’s second nature to wear it,” you told her as you walked out of your room and to the front door. “Most people stare at me and I get uncomfortable. So who lives on this floor?” You asked her as you waited for the elevator. Wanda explained each floor had 4 apartments and a common space to share. Peter, Kate, and America were on your floor.

“But America is usually in Kate’s room. They’ve been dating for a few months.” Cute. You were excited to meet them. When the metal doors opened, the smells hit you immediately. You scrunch your nose, hiding your disgust as you scratch your nose. It was the worst part of chemo. Not the hair loss or the fatigue, your taste buds and sense of smell changed. Going to grocery stores was a nightmare. It was a common side effect of chemotherapy and it would go away once the treatment was over. But now it was killing you especially since you loved cooking. Cooking was a way to communicate when you didn’t know the language or the way to learn about a different culture. It was a beautiful art form and it was impossible to cook when your senses were out of whack. It changed from day to day. Some foods made you nauseous but a week later it was your comfort food. It was annoying. 

Natasha went to hand you a plate but you held up your hand, showing her the pill in your hand. She nodded, placing the plate on the counter. You quickly filled up a glass of water and took the pill. It was the tomato sauce and garlic that were causing your stomach to twist and turn. “Are you okay?” Tony asked. You nodded, filling up the glass. 

“Worst part of chemo,” you smiled. “My sense of smell and taste gets all weird.” You put some salad on your plate and opted out of the garlic bread, which hurt because you loved garlic bread. Tony smiled sadly. 

“We’ll figure it out, kid,” he said, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. It felt a little weird, receiving comfort from a man that was missing your entire life. You placed your hand on top of yours. 

“Yeah, we will.” Morgan wanted to sit next to you. So you sat next to her and Tony and Pepper on the other side of Morgan. Natasha sat in front of you with Bucky next to her. You kept out of the conversation, trying to focus on keeping the food you were eating down. 

“So,” Natasha said, directing the table to you. “Tell us about yourself.” You whipped your mouth with a napkin. 

“Like what my favorite color is?” You questioned with a teasing smile. Natasha rolled her eyes, mumbling under her breath, ‘Great now there are two of them.’ You laughed. “I was homeschooled until I reached college. I double majored in marine biology and mechanical engineering then I got my doctorate in marine biology. I lived on a sailboat for a little bit.” 

“By yourself?” Steve questioned. You nodded, taking the last bite of your salad. You wondered if they noticed your untouched lasagna. 

“Aren’t you a little young to be living on a sailboat and getting your doctorate?” You shrugged. Probably.

“I graduated college when I was 15,” you simply said, cheeks burning at their impressed looks. You didn’t like to make a big deal of your accomplishments because you knew you were lucky to have the resources to accomplish everything. But you didn’t miss the proud smile on Tony’s face. And you smiled back. 

[literaryavenger]

MCU + Reader Masterlist

- On-going series -

Warnings: MCU spoilers. Language. Mentions of death, fighting and use of firearms. My poor attempts at being funny. Each chapter will have its own warnings.

Captain America: The Winter Soldier | Part 2 | Part 3

Avengers: Age of Ultron

Ant-man

Captain America: Civil War | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Black Panther

[mymelodymia]

Nightmares morgan stark x stark!reader x Dad!Tony stark

Summary: morgan has a nightmare and comes to you about it, and you both talk about her troubles

EXTREME WARNING: morgan crying 😢😭😤

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Morgan screamed as she woke up from her nightmare, sitting up. The only light in the room being her small arc reactor nightlight plugged into the wall. She whimpered as she slid down the side of her bed, running down the hallway to your room.

"Y/nNn?" She whimpered, you, being the only light sleeper in the house, was the only one who woke up from her scream, you were standing up walking towards the door. You were about to go see what happened but before you could even reach the doorknob, she was there in front of you. With tear stains on her cheeks.

You kneeled down to touch her face before pulling her close, she sobbed into your chest.

You couldn't help but let a few tears loose yourself as you watched your beloved little sister, be so fragile. Rubbing her back with one hand, playing with the ends of her long hair with the other, you held her close.

She continued sobbing for what felt like hours, but in reality was only ten minutes.

When she eventually calmed down, you asked her what happened. "Mo, baby what happened? What made you so upset?"

"I hAd a NiGhTmArE" she whimpered out. "You wanna talk about it?" You asked her, cupping her cheek.

"They-the bad guys hurt daddy, and you and me, and then they took you and then they took me away too and-" you stopped her ranting by placing the tip of your finger over her mouth as she started crying again.

You helped her calm down, and then you had a plan. "You know, if anyone ever tried to hurt you or to take you away from me. You know what I'd do?" She shook her head sadly at you

"I'd use my superpowers to protect you" you said in a raspy voice "but...you dont have superpowers"

"Yes i certainly do! I have tickle powers and i can tickle anyone to death if i wanted to" she flinched as you pinched her side, creating a small tickle.

"And luckily, you're just as ticklish as me." You said with an evil smirk on your face. You pushed the door closed with your hand, not taking your eyes off of hers (they're probably so beautiful)

She screamed as you began tickling her, your fingers digging into her ribs, moving up >:)

She tried to squirm out of your grip, unsuccessfully given that you, being 18 at the time, and her only being 4.

You moved up to her armpits and she squealed so loud, you dug your knees into the carpet in order to stay still. You put her hands over your shoulders and held her to your chest as you started working on her hips.

She arched her back and screamed as loud as she could.

"AAAAAGHAHAAAHAHAHAAA"

You grabbed her back and picked her up holding her stomach to your mouth, you blew the biggest raspberry you could.

"AAAAHHHAHHAAAHAHAHAH! YY/NNNN! PLEEHEHEHHHHSSES!"

Her laughter turned silent for a moment. Before returning to deep belly laughter. You blew another raspberry in her neck and she screeched in your ear (ow)

"Hey mo, where does it tickle the most? Here" you asked as you blew a quick raspberry in her neck "or here" you said blowing a quick one on her belly.

You gave her a moment to answer "my tummy"

"Okay good now i know where to focus." You barly gave her time to process this before you blew a giant raspberry on her stomach.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHHAHAHAHAH"

After a few more minutes of this torture, you let her go. You both snuck through the hall and brought her mattress into your room so she could sleep in there.

Even though you definitely just sat in her bed cuddling with her. "Mo...baby, why didn't you go to mommy or daddy? Their room is right next to yours."

"Because i dont think daddy likes me anymore..." you looked at her, shocked "why would you think that darling"

"Because he hasn't been spending time with me, and he'd rather just hang out with you, and he hasn't been giving me any attention lately" you felt pretty bad for her given that you had been through the same feeling (iron man 2)

"Sweetheart, just because daddy isn't paying attention to you doesn't mean he doesn't care, he loves you more then anything. and plus, he hasn't seen me in five whole years. He hasn't seen me in a long time and he missed me."

"But how do you know that"

"Because i felt that way once too. More then once actually (peter) we'll talk about it tomorrow, but for now...you need to go to sleep" you said turning off your light.

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The next morning you confronted tony about morgan. "Hey dad.." you greeted, he was making pancakes but he was still on making the batter.

"Morgan had a nightmare last night and i helped her through it. But then, she said that she thought you didn't care about her."

"What? Why would she think that?" He said as he stopped mixing the batter.

"She thinks you dont care about her because you haven't been spending time with her. I'll go get her." Tony sighed, feeling he had failed. He continued to mix the pancake batter.

You went to your room and gently woke her up. You walked back downstairs with her hand in yours. The second tony saw her he took her in his arms.

"Oh Maguna, i am so sorry baby" you felt proud that he had become a better father, especially with Morgan. When he first had you he was young and stupid, he had no experience, but now he did. And all you wanted was for morgan to know her family loved her.

"I will always love you baby. Sometimes im just buzy, know what. After breakfast why dont we all go catch a movie, or go to the beach. Anything you ask" you loved he was pampering her like he did you.

"Yeah, dad has a hard job, and now, hes old and burned out. Heheh" tony chuckled at this, you both always made jokes about tonys age, you couldn't remember a time when you didn't make fun of him for being "old"

"But dad will always make time for us. But sometimes hes buzy, but you always have me and mamuh." She nodded, and turned to tony.

"Daddy?"

"Yes baby girl"

"Can we go to the park?" You and tony laughed at this, he did say anything she wanted. "Sure sweetheart, now come help daddy make some pancakes" he said picking her up, setting her down on the counter. "Yaay"

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A/N: i miss morgan so fucking much bro. And some of my tags are not working so...sorry 😕

Tags

@animealways // @white-wolf-buckaroo // @tonystark-au // @zebralover

[lives-in-midgard]

"I love you 3000"

[marvelmultivers]

Y/n : Can I take Quinjet ?

Natasha : Why the fuck would we let you take Quinjet ?

Y/n : I want a pizza

Clint : And ?

Y/n : From Italy...

*Clint desperate, face in palm*

Natasha : Get out of my view before I kick your ass dumbass

Y/n : But...

Clint : No but, I don't learned you how to drive Quinjet to go in Italy for eating a pizza

*few minutes later in Tony's lab*

Tony : They already called me for the pizza's story

Y/n : Shit

Tony : We are waiting Morgan, choose an armor, I want an Italian pizza too

[romanoffsbish]

Imposters

WandaNat x Fem!Reader

Morgan Stark x Fem!Reader (Troublemakers)

Thanks for the fluffy request, hope this is close to what you wanted. @ameeelia07

2,442 Words

The anticipation of your girlfriend's return from their week long mission had been driving you insane as you sat alone in your apartment. It was a no contact mission, so most days you sulked around your place after coming home from work. The mess you'd accumulated was actually daunting, take out containers and blankets in nearly every inhabitable corner, and wrappers of all sorts decorated the place.

How you'd been able to trash the shared space in a week had made no sense to you; your breaking point had actually been when Liho found you. He'd been minding his business when suddenly his paw was attacked by a sticky wrapper. You had been sat on the couch when you heard a consistent crunching sound, then you'd curiously looked down to see Liho glaring up at you. Now though, everything was shining, as you'd used all of your extra energy to make the place spotless for their arrival.

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Sadly they're running late as they were originally due back yesterday. The quinjet had apparently been having difficulties, so they got stranded in Greenland for the night, and most of today. Natasha had texted you at around 6PM to give you the bad news.

*Detka, we will not be in until midnight, so we're going to stay at the compound, but we promise to make it up to you in the morning*

The message hurt your soul, and your shoulders deflated. You refused to spend another night alone though. So, you got dressed in a comfy sweatsuit, and took yourself to the compound on your bike just as the sun was just beginning to set.

"Hey! Iron Man! Let me in!"

"Sorry, no fans allowed!"

"Stank! I'm not messing around."

"Hey, I said stop calling me that..." He grumbled, then you heard the ding, and saw the gate opening.

"Thank you Tony Baloney..." You giggled over the intercom, then rolled right on through, and left your bike at the bottom of the steps

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit today kid?" Tony asks, as he pulls you through the doors and immediately into a hug.

You melt into his strong embrace, having honestly missed the man, and been very touch deprived for the entirety of the week.

"Seriously? Old Spice? Aren't you meant to be a millionaire? You really are a grandpa..." You playfully gag.

"Okay, no more compound for you." He quips, playfully peeling you off and pretending to push you back out the door.

"Well, if your faulty tech hadn't have left my girlfriends stranded, I wouldn't have had to come here in the first place."

"Oh, and here I thought you were here to see me."

"Silly man.. Now, who else is here for me to bother?"

"Bruce, Steve, Bucky..."

"Boring, Boring, Boring..."

"Pepper's here.."

"Wait! Does that mean Morgan is here?!"

"I was getting there.."

"Oh my gosh! Where ?!"

"The garden..."

You took off in search of your favorite Stark, and found her drawing one of the rose bushes, while her mother was sat off to the side working on paperwork. Pepper looked up to see you and you made a 'shh' movement so that you could sneak up on the tiny Stark.

"Mommy, look at —."

"Stop right there you heathen!" You shouted in a deep voice, and Morgan turned to you with wide eyes, before giggling at the sight of you in a fighting stance with a puffed out chest.

"You'll never catch me!" She shouts back before weaving in between the rose bushes to try and evade your grasp.

Eventually you snatched her up from under her armpits, and began spinning her around in circles, only stopping when Pepper speaks.

"Girls... No roughhousing in the garden"

"Sorry Mommy..." You both say, and Pepper narrows her eyes in your direction.

"What? Whenever she says it she practically gets away with murder, thought I could try.." You state with a shrug of your shoulders and the woman just walks over your way.

"Well Morgan, since your bestie is here, your dad and I will be going out to a fancy dinner does that sound good?"

"Heck yeah!" You both shout, and you pull the brunette even closer.

"Y/N/N.. You're squishing me." She grunts out, and you lighten your hold and place an apology kiss to her temple.

"Here's some takeout money, we'll be back by ten..." Pepper states, handing you three twenties, then she pulls you both in for a hug.

"Nice to see you Y/N/N, be good."

"I'm always good." You huff, then carry Morgan into the house while she's upside down.

"Y/N! We should get pizza, then we can watch Frozen, and ooh, we can play dress up." The tiny brunette begins to ramble, and you hum in acknowledgment while pulling up a local pizza spot.

Once the pies arrive, you'd set your girls room at the compound up for a movie sesh, and settled in with Morgan for a sing along.

"Olaf's an idiot." You grumble, and Morgan gasps from besides you, as you both watch the snowman sing about the summer time.

"That's not very nice..."

"Well the truth isn't always nice."

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"Let it go!!!! Let it go!!!!" Morgan sings along, while simultaneously holding steady eye contact with you as you reach for the final cookie.

You lift the cookie from the box, watching as her eyes follow you and her expression hardens.

"When I'll rise like the break of dawn..."

"Is that a threat?" You ask with a quirked brow and smirk to rival your assassin girlfriends.

"Let it go, let it go.." She practically growls while standing atop the bed.

"Here I stand in the light of day. Let the storm rage on. The cold never bothered me anyway..." She loudly sings along, then jumps across the bed to yank the cookie from your grasp, you bend it just right to split the cookie in half.

She overestimated her jump though, so you'd had to catch her by her foot. You quickly ate your half before pulling her body back up onto the bed as you laughed.

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Anna: She froze my heart and only an act of true love can save me.

Hans: A true love's kiss. [he strokes her face gently then leans in to kiss her but then stops] Oh, Anna. If only there was someone out there who loved you."

"That's what you get for agreeing to marry a man after one day." You laugh out, and Morgan gasps again from besides you.

"What about love at first sight?"

"Sweetheart, that's truly just a fairytale... Never ever believe love can just happen in an instance, it will never be a healthy one if it does. Love has to be built upon over time, it's not meant to be rushed, and with the right people it'll never feel like it was."

"If that was you, do you think Auntie Nat or Auntie Wanda could save you?"

A smile takes place upon your face at the thought of associating true love with your relationship, and you turn to face her directly to respond.

"Oh, most definitely... They're my soulmates.."

"Do you think I'll ever find my soulmate?"

"Of course you will sweets, you're a total catch. Anyone would be lucky to get to love you."

"Really?" She asks with an unsure expression, and you desperately want to know who'd made her this insecure, but you just reassure her the best you can.

"Yes really, I mean, I love you so much sweetheart. Everyone else here loves you."

"I love you too!" She squeals and jumps into your lap, and you tightly wrap your arms around her.

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"That was a good ending, don't you think Auntie Y/N/N?"

"Yeah, I do..."

"Now, who do we wanna dress up as?"

"Scarlet Witch and you can be the Black Widow!"

You giggle at your girlfriends newfound title, and get up to find her crown that she herself hardly ever wears. Once you found her older suit, and the accessories, you lay it on the bed.

"Friday! Please make a copy of this costume in Morgan's size."

"Right away Miss Y/L/N, It'll be ready in ten minutes." She responds, as she begins to scan the items, and you begin to look for your other girlfriends suit.

"Thank you Friday."

"I'm going to attempt to squeeze into this, you think you can clean up some while I do?"

She nods, then starts to collect all the trash while you travel into your girlfriends bathroom. After a painfully long fifteen minutes, with two mini breakdowns mixed in, you're finally able to squeeze your not as toned body into the unforgiving suit.

"Jesus Nat... This shit is so uncomfortable.." You grumble while looking yourself over in the mirror one final time, before a bright smile forms upon your face as you set off to find your favorite troublemaker.

Morgan was waiting for you in the living room, already in her suit, and was apparently talking Sam's ear off.

"Y/L/N! Looking good!" He teases, making his way over for a brief hug, and uses your entrance as an excuse to leave Morgan's riveting conversation for later.

"Careful there Wilson, wouldn't want my girlfriends to know you looked my way."

Those two are rather jealous creatures...

He clears his throat before narrowing his eyes your way.

"Please, I'm too young to die.." He pleads before taking his leave and you chuckle.

Once he's fully gone, you find you're being pelted in the abdomen by plastic balls.

"Morgan, where did you get these?" You groan, and look all over for the source of her abundance of red balls.

"Ah-ah! It's Scarlet Witch to you, and a wizard never tells her secrets."

"Wizard?" You quip, then throw back her "magic ball" before running to hide behind the couch.

"Hey! That's my magic, get your own..."

After thirty tireless minutes of fighting your girlfriend's mini me, while being dressed as your other, you slump against the couch out of exhaustion. Your arm is draped over your face while you catch your breath, and then you're groaning as Morgan plops on top of you.

"I'm tired..." Morgan murmurs against you, and a confirming yawn follows.

"Me too Momo... Wanna call it a night?"

Her lack of response tells you she's already gone, so you hold the tiny Avenger close, then make your way upstairs. Too lazy to change, you just remain in the tight suit, and leave Morgan the exact same as you lay down in the center of the bed.

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Pepper and Tony return a half hour later, sighing at the mess in the living room, but remain grateful at the sight of nothing being broken.

"Friday, where are the girls?"

"Asleep in the spare room that Romanoff and Maximoff use sometimes."

"Thank you."

At the sight of you two cuddling, Pepper opts to leave her there since the two of you looked rather adorable. Tony slipped into the dark room, and snapped a few photos.

"We really should hire her to be Morgan's nanny, she literally hates her 9-5, the scary redheads would love her being closer, and most importantly, Morgan absolutely adores her." Tony mutters as he quietly shuts the door, and his wife simply hums at the thought.

"It's definitely a shockingly good thought." Pepper teasingly agrees with the man before making her way to bed.

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Natasha and Wanda's jet lands, and the only thing on their mind at this time is sleep. Well, sleep and being reunited with you, but sadly they think they have to wait until tomorrow for that. However, as they lazily trail up the stairs the spy notices your bike that they bought you for Christmas laying against a hedge.

"Y/N..." Natasha starts to say with a goofy smile on her face.

"... she's here." Wanda confirms with a smirk, having felt you were near as soon as the door to the building was opened.

They made their way to the kitchen to grab a quick bite, and then they quietly made their way to the place they'd expected you to be waiting. Natasha entered first, and audibly awed at the sight.

"Looks like we got ourselves a couple of imposters..." She quietly chuckles, and Wanda peers over her shoulder to see for herself.

"Oh my gosh, now that's just adorable." Wanda coos, and takes an exceptionally large amount of photos.

"Well, this does explain the many red balls littering the lower levels of the compound." Natasha says as she follows her girlfriend into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

"Those outfits can't be comfortable to sleep in." She sighs, and Natasha instantly confirms that yours isn't.

Wanda simply waves her hand, and suddenly both of your outfits are replaced by plushy pajamas, and the costumes are now folded on the desk.

"You're so sweet detka." Natasha mumbles as she places a kiss to her forehead, and pulls her in for a hug.

"I want them comfortable, and I also can't imagine cuddling up to that suit of yours."

Natasha rolls her eyes at the ulterior motive.

"She did look hot in your suit though..."

"She sure did..."

"I can't wait to come home to this same view one day, but with our own babies..." Wanda dreamily states as she leans forward to place a tender kiss to Natasha's lips.

"Yeah, we need to trap her quick." Natasha jokes, and smirks once Wanda slaps her chest.

"Seriously though, I also can't wait for us to start our family. We'll have tiny little Y/N's running around. Then we can convince her to finally quit that horrid office job, and not have to worry about her nearly as much." Natasha continues, and Wanda nods against her chest before pulling away and making her way to bed.

Wanda climbs into the bed beside you, and gently pulls yours and Morgan's bodies into hers with her strong arms, and places a kiss to your temple.

"Wands?" You sleepily mumble, and she runs her fingers down the side of your face.

"Shh my darling girl, go back to sleep."

"Nat?" You question, nearing frantic

"I'm right here dorogoy..." She whispers as she climbs in on your other side, instantly calming you down as she wraps her arm over your chest.

"I missed you guys..." You sleepily mumble with a tired pout, and the women take turns kissing it.

"We missed you too detka..."

"So much..." Natasha concludes, as she buries her face into your neck, and sighs as your scent works to calm her body.

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