#a smol nat~

[smittyw]

(dailies 7.8.23)

bitty style study of calvin & hobbes :-) i wanted to get back to my roots of drawing molly and nat as kids

[soraeia]

@soulsxng || from { x }

“Don’t worry, I got it!” She pulled the book she was looking for and carefully stepped off Nat’s back. And before he can get up off the floor, Chercia’s already laying on top of him like a pillow. Makes sure to give him a kiss before getting comfortable and opening up her book. She had a million places to lounge about and read, but Nat always made the comfiest spot.

[miraiq]

oh look, it's Natalee! what is she doing? she's taking Caelus' hand in her own, gently tugging him down a little before she... licks his cheek.

He may be caught off guard, but he doesn't really mind- goes with the action of lowering himself to better match Natalee's height. Caelus is almost half a foot taller than her after all, so he isn't all surprised that he needs to be brought down. Biting his lip to keep his laughter from being too boisterous, he lets hands rest against the lass' sides.

" Now now--- what's this all about? Can I return the favor? "

[amanda13parker]

Peggy and Nat Reunion Let's not take the SCENIC route back, Peggy!! There's a smol angry Russian who is worried sick over her Hunk of Brit back home. For Lord's sake, woman...

As always, please leave a comment or reblog. I adore reading and replying to everyone here 😊 Helps combat the depression.

[zzztlk]

What like... smol details or personality traits do Regan&Nat like about one another?👀(p.s love your work sm!!!!)

[vase-of-lilies]

His Sister's Keepers

Paring: Mommy!Wanda Maximoff x Little!Barnes!Reader (f) x Mama!Natasha Romanoff (Bucky Barnes x Sister!Reader - not romantic at all)

Warnings: Forced Age regression, this is a dark AU, Reader is in little space when she meets Bucky again — but goes back to adult space later in the fic, faking readers death, angry bucky, drugging (use of Rohypnol), long car ride, profanity, mentions of a suicide letter, and other warnings. Do not proceed if any of these matters upset you. 

Request: How does Bucky react to his sister Tiny Reader being with Wanda and Nat all along? I love your fics 😭🩷 + Ok but like reader going back to finally see Bucky again dressed in an oversized hoodie with woodland creatures on it and space buns with ribbons in her hair oh and fuzzy socks 😍. Sorry I feel like a bean rn and this sounds so cute (girl literally no problem I love feeling like a smol bean 🥹)

A/N: Thank you for the kind words!! I am SUPER excited to post this one! I think this will be in order after all the drabbles, and then once Bucky finds out we can do more requests with Bucky included:) This was based off of the request, but I took more inspiration from this post!! I really hope you like this:) I also took some of the other requests regarding this story and put them in here:)

Bucky had a feeling you were still alive. You survived once, you would have to survive again. Wanda was good with tricks and visions, so she easily could have shown a hallucination in his brain when he saw your lifeless body on the cold ground in the Hydra base. And Natasha was good at cover-ups. She could easily cover up a death with a simple certificate and funeral since she has covered multiple aliases during her career. She did it for Fury, she could do it for you. 

She did take it as far as holding a funeral for you. With Wanda’s magical craft, she made a near-perfect model of your sleeping body to put in the casket. With your [length, color, texture] hair perfectly done, a small dash of makeup on your cheeks, and lastly a beautiful dress to lay you in. But it wasn’t you. Bucky knew it wasn’t you. Your hair was just slightly less [hair color] than it usually was, your nose was just a millimeter off, and your top lip was slightly smaller than before. 

One might think that it would just be the “dying process,” and everything on a dead body looks deflated or off. However, your older brother has known you for one hundred and seven (107) years and the Y/n in the casket was not the same Y/n he knew all his life. The body he was looking down at looked uncanny. Trying to be human, but failing so miserably. 

Bucky’s room was filled with pictures of you and him from when you were younger, all the way to when you both became Avengers. Your smile was what kept him going every day you were gone. Six (6) months, four (4) days, fourteen (14) hours, and twenty-six (26) minutes. All this time he had been looking for you, trying to find any sign of life outside the compound for you. 

Bucky was suspicious of Wanda and Natasha since they both had their eyes on you. He knew they wanted to court you, but he would not let them. He knew what Natasha had done, what Wanda had the power to do, and what your sweet and innocent brain would accept as love. Even dangerous love was acceptable love for you, you didn’t mind just as long as you were cared for. 

Of course, you were more than cared for with Wanda and Natasha. You were fed, clothed, kept warm, and loved. But in such a wrong way. They turned you into a child reliant on only them. They had no intentions of hurting you when you were in your little or tiny space, only implementing discipline as if for a child. Nothing was permanent, but everything was different when you were in your adult headspace. 

On one rainy morning, you woke up in your bigger headspace. No tears, whining, or whimpering were heard from you. You got out of your teddy bear-themed bed and opened your closet to find something comfy that wasn’t bright pink or covered in bunnies or ladybugs and finished getting dressed in the bathroom. You got ready on your own, but since you knew you were not going anywhere, you did not make yourself look “presentable.” 

Wanda and Natasha were still asleep when you woke up, so you went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Turning on the radio to a quiet classical music station, you began cooking pancakes, bacon, eggs, and some muffins for lunch. The whole process took no more than two (2) hours, and you even got a second outside on the patio before you decided to wake up your keepers. 

Putting two plates filled with food, two cups of orange juice, and a vase of flowers all onto a tray, you walk down the dimly lit hallway to the women's door. Knowing there were only some rules you had to follow when you weren’t in little space, you didn’t knock and just went right in. 

The sight you stumbled upon was oddly…sweet. The two women who kidnapped you six (6) months ago, were asleep in each other's arms. Wanda's head lay on Natasha's bare chest, her arm across her belly. Nat’s left arm was around Wanda’s body, and her right hand resting on her shoulder softly. You sigh, not wanting to wake them up just yet knowing that they need rest. 

But Natasha could feel your presence. She knew you were awake the moment your eyes opened. Gently, she lays her wife to the side and tucks her back in, looking over at you with a smile. “Good morning, малышка (little one). What do you have there?” She says in a soft voice, her long red-faded-to-white hair brushing over her shoulders. 

“Breakfast,” It took a long time for you to become verbal with them after the initial few weeks with them, but you understood what they were willing to do to you to get you to use your words. 

“Come here, love, let’s see what you have,” She says with a smile, sitting up against her pillows and wrapping another blanket around her back and shoulders. You approach the bed, the tray only slightly shaking as you get closer. 

“I hope pancakes are ok…” You whisper, not wanting to disappoint her. 

“Oh little one, this looks delicious. Thank you,” Natasha takes the tray from your hands and sets it in front of her on the bed. Wanda begins to stir at the soft voices around her and she yawns as her eyes open. Her lips pull into a smile as she sees you and you can’t help but return her smile. 

“Sweetheart, did you make us breakfast?” Wanda asks, her voice soft yet raspy from just waking up. You nod at her question, scooting onto the end of the bed. Usually, you would be asleep next to them, but you fell asleep the night before in your little space. Tonight you knew would be different though. 

As they ate, you allowed them to feed you some of their breakfast too. You told them you had eaten already, and you had, they just wanted to make sure you had enough. They really did love you, and care for you, it was Bucky who was in the way at the compound. He was a protective brother, and you loved that about him. 

As the morning went on, Wanda and Natasha helped you with dishes from breakfast, held you as you watched a movie together, and finally in the early afternoon, they had you sit down at the kitchen table to talk to you about something. Your thoughts were frantic as you didn’t know what this conversation was about. Did I do something wrong? Did I not clean the bathroom? Did I say something? Did I not kiss them good morning? (You had) You were calmed by Wanda putting a gentle hand on your thigh from under the table. 

“Y/n, you did nothing wrong. Ok?” God damned mind readers… “Watch your language…” She squeezed your thigh a bit tighter and you sheepishly looked at her. 

“S-sorry,” You whisper, not wanting to cause any more trouble. But you weren’t in any, as a matter of fact, this talk was going to be filled with good news! 

Natasha started the conversation; “You have been here quite a while, and in that time you have voiced how much you miss your brother. I know it, Wanda knows it, Tony knows it, even Bruce knows it. We all know it. So, I think it’s time we let you see him again.”

A flood of emotions filled your system, from the relief of being able to see your brother again, to anger that the two women and many people at the compound kept him from you in the first place. All the way to the sadness of seeing his reaction to what Wanda and Nat turned you into. 

You stared at the wooden table in front of you, tears threatening to spill from your widely opened eyes. “How long have I been here?” Your voice quivers, and your head raises to look at the women before you. 

“That’s not relevant, lov-” You are quick to cut Natasha off. 

“How long have I been here, Natasha?” You repeat your question, your bouncing knee under the table picking up speed. You needed to know how long you have been away from your family, your only family. 

Wanda looks at her wife across the table and nods. “About six (6) months.”

You let out a small sigh, and you lean back in your chair, shoving your hands into the pocket of your white sweatshirt. Slowly, you stand from the table but you don’t walk away just yet. 

“What does Bucky think happened to me?” You ask, the question aching in the back of your mind since you first got here, and why there hadn’t been anyone looking for you. 

Natasha has a blank look on her face, but Wanda has a look flooded with shame and guilt. She knew what she did was wrong, but she loved you all the same. 

“He thinks you are dead.” Natasha answers your question after a couple seconds of silence.  

A breathy laugh exits your mouth, your hand moving towards your forehead in disbelief. “I- I can’t believe-”

“Baby, can you come sit down?” You listen to Wanda's instructions, moving to sit back at the table with your caregivers. 

Tears roll down your cheeks, your voice wavering as you speak, “When do I get to see him?” Wanda smiles as you obey, her hand going to your arm to soothe you. 

“We are packing today and leaving early in the morning to go back to the city. How does that sound?” She asks, trying to push you into your smaller head space so you are easier to control. She knows this tactic can work, and you do as well, but you are too uptight. 

Excited was an understatement, but ecstatic was an overstatement. You didn’t know how you felt. All you knew was that you were going to see your brother again, but you didn’t know what version of yourself he would see first. 

~~~~~~~

After talking with your mommies, they told you they had to work a little bit longer and then they would help you pack. But you didn’t allow them to help. You wanted to pack all of the clothes that kept you in your adult head space—well, you packed what clothes were closest to what an adult would wear with what clothes you had to work with. 

It was mostly pink, frilly dresses, teddy bear-themed shirts and pants, and other toddler-ish clothes. Despite your hatred for these clothes, you absolutely loved one thing, your woodland creature-covered sweatshirt. It was a white-based hoodie with pine trees sprouting from the bottom rim. There were deer, bunnies, birds, foxes, and other creatures within the trees that circled the entire hoodie. 

It was your favorite because you felt free when in it. You felt like you could turn into a rabbit any day now and escape from Wanda and Natasha. But you knew better than to think of escape, especially in the hands of the Scarlet Witch and the Black Widow. 

As you folded some black leggings, Natasha entered your room. “I thought we told you that we would help you, дорогая (sweetheart)?” She says, leaning against your doorway. 

“You did. But I know what you would pack me, and I don’t want Bucky to see what you did to me.” You say defensively, the defiance and spark they loved about you showing. 

“Y/n, don’t talk back to me. We took you in when you needed us, and Bucky was just in the way. I know you have been happy here despite everything. I can understand your anger, but you don’t get to take it out on us, do you understand?”

Her stern voice is enough to push you into submission. You sigh, “Yes, I understand,” You answer plainly and resume packing. “Can I bring Leo?” You ask, knowing deep down that your little self would never go anywhere without your toy lion. 

The question makes Natasha smile and she nods. “Of course you can, sweetheart,” She says, walking further into your room. Your denim duffle back with pink, yellow, green, and blue flowers on the fabric sits fully on your bed and you let out a soft huff of pride as you smile at the bag. Ever since the two women took away your independence, you have felt very proud of yourself whenever you did something on your own. 

“You did a great job, my little love bug, now why don’t we pack your to-do bag? It’s a bit of a long drive, back to Tony’s building.” Natasha reaches for the matching backpack and goes to your bookshelf to grab a few books, a notebook, two coloring books, your teddy bear pencil case, and some crayons. She sets your backpack next to your duffle and gently wraps her arm around you, pulling you into her side. 

“Does this look like enough for you to do in the car?” Nat says.

“Mhm,” You hum your answer.

Nat gives you a soft squeeze, “Words, baby,” 

“Yes, all of that looks very fun,” Natasha kisses your forehead as you answer, then zips up your bags to take them to the car. Once everything is packed, it is nearly seven thirty (7:30), and time for dinner. 

Not once did you fall into your little space today, no matter how hard the two women tried. They knew that you were excited to see Bucky, but they also wanted a smooth car ride to the compound. Little space or not, you were going to be sleeping. The packing of the to-do bag was just a ploy. Of course, this was just a bag of things to do while you were at the compound. 

Dinner was mostly silent. A few hums and thank you’s to fill the quiet. But one question was burning in the back of your brain. 

“Project recapture didn’t follow through, and I am not going to see Bucky in a prison cell, right?” 

Both Wanda and Natasha freeze, looking at one another. The mission failed when Steve backed down. He couldn’t do that to his best friend, not after what he went through when they took him out of the ice early. The fact that they left you and Steve in the ship too everyone that Hydra knew exactly who they were looking for. 

Wanda shakes her head and puts her fork down on her plate. “Love, how did you know about the Project Recapture?” She turns to you and takes a sip of her wine. 

“I didn't lie when I said I wasn’t looking at the files, but I did see one file about it after Tony left. I didn’t say anything because I couldn’t remember exactly what I saw until now.” You explain, practically telling yourself that you indeed did look at Natasha's files. 

“Alrighty then, well to answer your question, no. The project failed thanks to Rogers’s doing. Your brother is safe, and he is not going back under Hydra control,” She pauses and gently takes hold of your hand. “Thank you for telling the truth about the files, sweet pea.” She smiles and gives your hand a small squeeze. 

You return a false smile, taking in the fact that if Steve didn’t care about his best friend, Bucky would have been under Hydra's torture once again. You cringe at the thought of him in pain, wincing when you look back at the memory of him coming back from Wakanda with a new arm. 

Dinner was finished silently, and once you all were done with your food, you cleared the table while Wanda and Natasha packed up. They each packed their clothes and necessities, while also bringing along some of their favorite toys to use on you when you were in your adult space. As per usual, the couple loved torturing you just like the day they brought you to the cabin. 

Finally, the night came to an end. While Natasha read a book in bed, Wanda was in the kitchen making you some tea to ‘help’ you sleep. In your cup of [favorite tea flavor], she stirred in some Rohypnol to get you to sleep. She would give you another one in the morning so it would be a peaceful drive.

“Here love, I made you some tea,” Wanda says as she walks into your bedroom, smiling as she sees you in your teddy bear onesie pajamas. This of course wasn’t your first choice of pajamas, but it was something you would wear. In fact, it was something Bucky would get you for Christmas if you’re being honest. 

You smile at her, still feeling love deep, deep down. You knew it was wrong to love your kidnapper, but you felt so safe in her arms and felt so loved when she kissed you. Same with Natasha. Although she may be a bit rough when it comes to making love to you, the way she held you afterward made up for a rough fucking. 

As you pull back the blankets on your bed, you slip in next to Leo who is lying on your stacked pillows. He falls into your lap as you scoot back, and you look down at the plush toy. Even looking at it pushes you into a smaller headspace, but you fight it, wanting to stay big for Bucky. 

“Little one? Can you drink some of this? It will calm you down. I know you’re nervous for tomorrow, but I promise you, once we get back to the compound everyone will be so happy to see you.” Wanda says, handing you the warm mug. 

You sigh and take a sip of the [favorite tea flavor] flavored tea. The warmth in itself almost puts you to sleep, but as you drink more you start to feel the effects of the drug mixed inside. The feeling was very familiar— your eyes became heavy, your vision blurry, and your breaths were slightly shallow. A whimper was caught in your throat, and you looked at the blurred shadow of Wanda standing above you. 

Gently, she takes the mug from your sluggish hands and puts it on your nightstand. While she is there, she presses the squishy duck night light on and moves to press a kiss to your head. She then carefully maneuvers you to a lying down position and fluffs your pillows to make you comfortable. 

“Sleep tight, sweetheart. We’ll see you in the morning.” She smiles and kisses your lips softly. You whimper at the feeling of helplessness that comes with the drug, and you hate it when they don’t tell you that they are putting you to sleep. For good reason of course; you would beg them not to. 

But this was the best solution to helping you stay asleep, and in the morning the same routine will follow. 

~~~~~~~

Wanda and Natasha had set their alarms before the sun woke them up. They wanted to get you into the car, and on the road as quickly as possible. Once the car was packed, Wanda came back in and helped you change out of your pajamas into the clothes you picked for your car ride; Your woodland creatures hoodie, black joggers, fuzzy socks with bunnies on them, and your pink puffy coat just in case you get cold. 

Still asleep, Wanda lays you between her legs while she does your hair. Parting your hair down the middle, she puts your [color, texture, length] hair into two buns on top of your head. Tying two pink satin ribbons around the buns, she kisses your head and picks you up. Your legs dangle over her arms and your head rolls against her chest as you lay sleeping in her arms. 

With the car being heated up in the driveway, Wanda walks you outside opens the back door of their rusty, red explorer, and sits you down on the chair. She gently lifts your hoodie and puts Leo right against your belly, and she buckles you in. Your head falls against the seat belt, but Wanda is quick to grab a pillow to cradle your neck during the car ride. 

Natasha stands behind Wanda, smiling as she sees how cute you look with your hair all done and your peaceful sleeping face. She sighs and kisses her wife’s neck as she wraps her arms around her waist. 

“We’re doing the right thing letting her see him again. He might be angry, but let him. She’s alive and that is all that matters to him,” Nat whispers in Wanda's ear, her worries almost creating an aura of angry red light around her body. 

Wanda nods and turns around in her wife’s arms. “I love you so much. Thank you for everything,” She whispers, her lips connecting to Natashas in a loving kiss. 

“Let’s get going,” Nat says, squeezing Wanda gently and opening the passenger side door. As Wanda gets in, she shuts the door as Nat goes to lock up, and smiles once she is back in the driver's seat. 

The long journey back to New York City has begun, and the wrath of Bucky is only getting closer. 

~~~~~~~

Bucky’s POV 

When I heard that Wanda and Natasha were coming back to the compound, I was more than angry. I was furious, ballistic, eradic, some might say. They had no place coming back here. However, if they came back with Y/n, all my questions would be answered and I would kill them both when I got the chance. 

The morning of Y/n’s funeral, the company around me was off. There was a feeling surrounding the musty room that just felt… secretive. Like the people within the room knew something I didn’t. That was when I decided to do my research. I looked into every single one of the Avengers. 

Tony was my first suspect; he has multiple houses in different countries, can cover up anything he wants to with money, and has plenty of people to work for him. Two of his maids from his mansion in California answered my questions, and I believed them. They genuinely looked frightened and wanted to help me find my sister. But I kept Tony in the back of my mind. 

Despite how guilty it made me feel, I investigated Steve. My best friend. He lived a modest lifestyle in an apartment in Brooklyn and that was all the housing information I knew of and could find. He kept to himself and was looking out for me. He was concerned at my desperation to find Y/n when he had already accepted her death, but I continued despite his concern. But when I found out about Project Recapture, I didn’t even bat an eye. Hydra would never get me again, and I knew Steve would follow through with his promise of keeping Hydra away from me. 

That mission to the old hydra base went smoothly, but Tony seemed awfully angry at Steve and pulled him aside after the mission de-briefing. 

Now my eyes were on Bruce, Wanda, and Natasha. Ever since Y/n “died,” they have barely been present during missions. Only when we really needed them. Natasha was here more than Wanda, and that scared me. Where was the witch and why was she never on missions with us? 

That was when I went on a deep dive into their finances. Near the death of Y/n, they had purchased a small cabin in the Beacon Mountains. They are married, but they live in the compound due to their job. I also noticed that the week before the purchase, there was a large transaction between their account and Clint Barton's account. A whopping 2.4 million dollars. What on earth did they need that money for? 

The next few transactions answered my questions perfectly; For $4,300 they bought a Stark home security system. Obviously, they got a discount for knowing Tony because those originally went for $7,600. The next few items on the list were items that a child would use. Pacifiers, bottles, sippy cups, and other childish toys and accessories. Natasha can’t have children, and Wanda has admitted she never wanted children. 

The money that was spent at Stark Industries was overwhelming. There were countless security items such as locks, keys, alarms, cameras, and other equipment that the couple really didn’t need if they were just living in a cabin for a while. 

But one thing caught my eye. 

Transaction 62938: “Sleeping drug - For the little one” Paid by Bruce Banner on 02/19/23

Who needed a sleeping drug? “The little one?” That made no sense. 

Unless Y/n never fucking died, and they have her in that cabin. 

Everything was making sense now, but I still needed proof that she was alive. I needed to know that she was breathing, eating, sleeping, living. But the security cameras were locked, and no amount of hacking let me in. I was devastated. 

And when Natasha texted the team group chat, it almost seemed like a celebration that they were coming back to the compound. But it was just another fucking Tuesday. With them, it was always a fucking celebration when they entered. God, I hate them so fucking much. And if they have my little sister, I swear, I'm going to kill them and make it painful. 

As I lean back in my desk chair, I take a breath as I finalize two fake suicide letters for the two people I despise the most. And as if on cue, I hear JARVIS announce the welcoming home of the two bitches themselves. 

“Mr. Barnes, there is someone who would like to see you…” The AI says to me. I hum and I wave him off, knowing damn well I don’t want to see Wanda or Natasha. 

“Mr. Barnes, I think you would like to see her.” He says, and I let out a huff as I stand up from my desk. 

“Yeah, yeah, ok, but if it’s not Y/n, I’m telling Tony to unplug you.” I replied, and all I was met with was silence. I sigh and I open my door, walking down the hallway and going to the living room where the elevator is found. It is our apartment's “front door” and is locked unless someone is buzzed in. 

I look around the room and I freeze. My breath hitches in my throat and my heart drops to my stomach. There she sat, smooshed in between Wanda and Natasha with her hair all done, a childish-looking sweatshirt on, and fuzzy socks to match. 

I stuttered out her name, “Y-y/n?” I slowly walked closer to the three women, and I knew it was her the second she looked up. 

“Das me!” She said, but it wasn’t in a normal voice. She spoke like a toddler. 

I look at the two women beside her, imaginary daggers stabbing them over and over again. I just knew that they had her, but what the fuck did they do to her? As I got closer, the wheels in Y/n’s head were turning, trying to recognize me. And as I knelt down in front of her, it finally clicked in her brain. 

“Bonky?” She whispers, clutching a plush lion in her hands. I nod with a small smile, confused beyond belief as I take in this new version of my sister. 

“Oh god… what did you do to her? You monsters…” I say to Wanda and Natasha, who sit silently, watching the interaction between me and Y/n. 

“Bonky, s’me!” Y/n’s head tilts, trying to justify that she is still my sister. She has to be in there somewhere. I glare as I see Wanda's hand rub her arm up and down soothingly, a part of me wishing I never let my eyes off of her on that god-forsaken mission. 

“Love bug, why don’t you go show uncle Tony your lion while we talk to your brother?” Natasha says, Y/n turning her head to the woman. She nods and stands up from the couch, skipping over to Tony who nods his head at me and guides Y/n to the other room. 

“Before you say another god damned word, I will never forgive you. Never. You don’t get any more fucking chances, do you understand?” I say in a low voice, standing up with balled fists. 

Wanda is the first to nod her head, Natasha putting her hands up in surrender. I roll my eyes at the gestures, letting out a scoff as I turn around. 

“She missed you, you know?” A voice sounds from behind me. “It took days to calm her down, but she missed you. And now you have her.” 

I slowly turn around, the two women now standing as well. “You told me she was dead, had a funeral, convinced Steve to undergo Project Recapture, paid off Stark and Banner, kept her locked in a cabin for the past six (6) months, and you expect me to be happy when you say that she missed me?? Please! You both are crazy mother fuckers, and I will never, EVER forgive you for what you did to my sister!” I shouted. 

The two women sighed, and I made my way to where Y/n was now. She has the brain of a toddler at the moment, so I have to treat her as such. I never thought I had to do this again, but here I go. 

As I knock on the door, I see Tony sitting on the ground coloring with Little Y/n, or Tiny, as everyone calls her. The look I give Tony would put him six (6) feet (or 2 meters for you non-Americans) underground. He gave Y/n a pat on the head and left. 

“Be gentle with her, Barnes. She’s not the same as she was before she left.”

I scoff. “Taken. Before she was taken, and held captive.” I corrected him. He shook his head and left the room, leaving me alone with my sister. 

“Hey, Y/n…” I start softly, kneeling down next to her as she lays on her belly, coloring a picture of some deer in a forest. “What are you doin’? Hm?” I get in the same position as her, and I grab a crayon from her bag. “Mind if I join ya?” 

She hums, nodding her head as I lay next to her, coloring away and not batting an eye. They really did ruin her…

“You’s can colow (color) dis guy!” She says, her words exiting her mouth with a speech impediment. She points to an owl on the left page, up at the top perched in a tree. 

“Alrighty,” I say with a small smile, trying my hardest not to scare her in this state of mind. I had to be mindful, as I knew exactly what it felt like to be in another state of mind in the body I had. I was a killer in the body of a good soldier, a hero some might say. But Y/n? She was a four (4) year old inside of a twenty (20) [or your age] something-year-old body. What Wanda and Natasha did to her to get her there will haunt me, and I don’t think I ever want to know what they did. 

~~~~~~~

Y/N POV

It was nice seeing Bucky, even in your little state you knew exactly who he was. You knew that he would never forgive Wanda and Natasha for what they did to you, but from the time you have spent with them and the times they saved you from Agatha, you learned to forgive them. They told you their circumstances and desires, and you felt so guilty when Bucky tried to keep you away from them. 

Maybe taking you was a lesson for Bucky. Maybe it was their way of saying that I wasn’t a little girl anymore and that I could make decisions for myself. That was obviously never their intention to let you choose for yourself. 

It was just past three o’clock (3:00), and you had just started to wake up from your nap. Wanda was next to you, holding you in her arms, and Bucky was at the end of the bed watching you both like a hawk. He had a mission, and that mission was to protect you all over again. Wanda of course was not a fan of this, but she let him do what he needed to feel like he was in control. 

When you began to wake up, you nuzzled your face deeper into Wanda's neck, humming softly as you got comfortable yet again. You were in your adult head space again, and Wanda could tell the shift happened in the middle of your nap when you let go of Leo. 

“Sweetheart? It’s time for lunch, are you hungry?” Wanda whispers, your eyes opening and your tummy rumbling. She chuckles as she hears your tummy, “I’ll take that as a yes.” 

You sit up, yawning and rubbing your eyes. Once you meet Bucky’s gaze, your face tells him everything. “Please don’t be mad at me. I had no choice. I will tell you everything.” He nodded at you softly and you scooted off the bed. 

As you approach your brother, he stands up and immediately wraps his arms around you. “I missed you, pipsqueak, so much,” He whispers into your [color, length, texture] hair. His body shook as he cried, he never wanted to let you go. Tears filled your eyes as you returned the hug, missing the comfort that your brother gave you in times of stress. 

“I missed you too, Buck,” You whisper into his shirt. Wanda and Natasha left the room, leaving you and Bucky once again. “You know I have to go back with them… don’t you?” You pulled away and looked up at him, your eyes puffy with fresh tears. 

“No, no I am never letting you go again, you are not allowed to be out of my sight, do you understand?” He says, his hands on your shoulders squeezing just a bit tighter. 

“I wish I could, b-but you have to understand something too… I love them, Bucky. A-and they love me too. I will never be the same after what they did to me, but I can at least be with people who know how to take care of me when my brain goes… you know, back.” You pause, looking up at him again. “I forgave them when they told me they loved me outside of the space they forced me into. They don’t love the little me, they love me. And I- I just- just please understand.” 

Salty drops of tears roll down your cheeks, soaking into your white hoodie. Bucky’s heart broke, shattering into a million pieces as he heard your explanation. He pulls away from you and moves to sit on the bed, you follow and sit next to him. 

“I am so sorry, from the beginning I didn’t know they were going to do any of this, and it all happened so fast. They found my journal, and they used it against me. I was in love with them first, but I didn’t want to disappoint you so I kept it to myself. That was in the past,” You let out a sad sigh. “I love them, Bucky. I love them and they love me.” 

Bucky was dumbfounded. He loved you with all of his heart, mind, and soul. But he also understood your pain. He went through a lot in his time kept at Hydra, and he understood the caring aspect of a dire situation. A nurse had kept him company, but the guards killed her before she got a chance to get closer to him. But that nurse worked for Hydra willingly and kept him there. She was not there against her will but with the full intent of working for RedSkull and his army. 

“Ok.” That was all Bucky could say. He didn’t want to alter your choices or thoughts, he only wanted you to be ok. “Do you promise to visit me, and you can leave on your own now? They don’t have to be everywhere with you?” 

You shake your head, “They don’t have to be right next to me, they just need to know where I am. And of course I’ll visit you. I know they didn’t buy a new apartment just to spend money,” It takes a second for him to process what you said. 

“Apartment? Wait, are you coming back to New York for good?” He asks, and a bright smile appears on his face. Once again, he pulls you into his arms, hugging you tightly. “I want to burn that god damned cabin…” He whispers, making you sigh. 

He is right to want to burn it. You wanted to burn it the second they locked you in there. The wishes of them letting you go were said to them, begged to them, screamed at them. But still, they kept you in that cabin, deep in the woods, never to be seen until your captors allowed it. 

“You don’t have to forgive them, Buck. But please tolerate them? They are kind and loving when you get to know them. Truly,” A hint of yearning is hidden in your voice, and Bucky can hear the desperation. So, he nods. He agrees to let Wanda and Natasha take care of you and love you.

“Ok… but on one condition.” He says, pulling away to face you. You tilt your head, silently telling him that you are listening. “I get to see you when ever I want to. Or, well at least need to. They don’t get to keep you hidden away anymore. I get to be your brother again, not the enemy.” 

You nod immediately. “Yes, yes that works, they will be happy to have another babysitter around when the little part of me comes out. If I’m being honest…” You say, chuckling softly. “Im not going anywhere, Bucky. I promise you.” 

From that day forward, Wanda and Natasha allowed you to see your brother when you wanted to and allowed him to come over to the cabin to help while you moved. ‘Tiny’ hadn’t come out in a while, as the move was stressing you out, but when all of the boxes from your nursery came to the new apartment, you finally felt comfortable falling into your thoughts once again. 

You showed Bucky your mushroom tent that was set up in the corner of your room, you showed him Leo and your other stuffed animal friends, and he showed his love to you just the same. He said it was like having two little sisters. It was something he would get used to. Some day. 

And as you sat in your mushroom tent, full of pillows, blankets, and stuffed animals, Bucky joined you and read you a bedtime story. Your favorite one that he read to you back in the forties (40s). You were home again, and letting you see your brother was just the thing that made Wanda and Natasha sure of moving back. You were happier when you knew, that he knew, that you were safe and sound. 

Bucky loved you, Natasha loved you, Wanda loved you. And you loved them. 

You always would. 

[akitasimblr]

grayson (@cawthorntales) sent a challenge to all contestants of his BC. in the case of clive, he was challenged to dress up as a big bad wolf.

As far as werewolves go you are one of the biggest and the baddest. As the evil wereking. You take pride in crushing those you view as weak and inflicting terror and fear where ever you go. And I feel pity for anyone who may try and cross you. Others know to fear and respect you.

obviously, clive asked his sisters for help... and that's the story i am telling you today 🤭

who do you think will give clive's the bestest big bad wolf makeover? sweet bee? dreadful nat? take a look below to find the results and make your choice ;)

who would you invite home??? 😆

but look, in bee's costume, clive even has a smol tail. how sweet is it?!?!?!

[neigetriestheirbest]

so... that episode huh

(PTERODACTYL SCREECHES)

ok ok ok phew phew breathe in, breathe out

JUST A COUPLE THINGS THAT PARTICULARLY MAKE ME WANT TO JUMP OUT OF A WINDOW

when ai di struggles with separating chen yi from teh alcohol, he slaps him. a really light slap. and my boy flinches as he does it

similarly, when ai di is (again) struggling with chen yi, this time being squished under him, he tries smacking at his head - he hits his face, his arm, he almost hits his ear (painful, it's a painful place to be hit) but he flounders, hesitates you might say, and instead attacks at his head

when they're skin-to-skin embracing, and chen yi has his face buried in ai di's neck, he kisses him, very smol, just a small kiss, over his necklaces. almost subconsciously, since he's pretty much running on instinct and the skin-touch of his drunken physicality at this point

also, just more of an overall thing - I love that nearly most of this love scene is just them embracing. just pure intimacy, acted out so painfully well. ai di holding onto chen yi like he knows this is the only time he's ever gonna get to have this

I could talk about ai di crying but I think I'd rather rip my heart out and start eating it

BUT I will say, after that first teardrop falling onto chen yi's cheek, his mostly vacant expression does change. his eyes seem to become more alert and he looks up at ai di like in recognition. as if he recognises it's him, that it's ai di above him and that ai di is crying. that's when he cups his face in his hands and kisses him (side note: how fuckin huge are nat's hands, they're like the size of louis' face)

now we have to wait a week

[evil-sometimes]

notes while watching latest ep:

ANKARNA ART

"when u see her you'll feel like urself again, I get it ur girlfriend's out of town" 😭

fig coming in with the power of love!!

emily axford ily, figayda ily, brennan why did u take away her gf !!!

a saving throw for the worldddd fig u are a legend no one will ever come close

K2 ART UNION JACK BIKE SHORTS insaneeee i cant

not k2 hitting on fabian, fabian u can't escape the complicated women, ur swag is too weird

*bad british accent* "shes smol as fuck mate"

the rain animation 👍

figs feign death plan is off the walls as usual and i love her

deadpan voice "eugenia shadow has given u her phone number"

truly the most obvious person to text to do a tattoo designed

crisps in the bin

murphs reactions throughout kristens whole downtime are wild HWAT DOES HE KNOW

"i gotta go talk to my friend murph" yeah me too whats going onn

bucky :(( :(((((

a courageous choice to make. my god is about freefall

kristen being a good big sister!!!! kristen being a good cleric!!! 😭

seeing kristen lose all of her stress tokens is so cathartic

blimey

Lydia could be ankarnas champion??

AYDA METEOR LOVE MESSAGE BEING SENT THROUGH THE STARS SINCE BEFORE THEY EVEN MET

oh cool murph nat20

oh shit !! theyre pulling up the jace and porter thing from soph yr

MURPH NAT 20 FUCJING PORTER FUCKING PALADIN EMILY AXFORD WITH THE BEST INSTINCTS IN THE GAME

zacs face when the screen goes blank and he realises that the shit teacher to gorgug is the bad guy too

barbarian healing meaning shit but hes multiclass what a fucking godamn hypocrite

(at this point i starting baking a loaf of bread whil i watched so i stopped taking notes)

[cthulhushibainu]

CONVERSION

Bipidy fuck boo, he is le done, no more of that DiSgUStiNg fuck ass of an au (the gro××er wally)

This is Dog Designer wally, we're getting rid of that G word since it's been tainted

SO

GET Stratosphere

YOUR (*groxxer)*

FUCK ASS / /

*(kicks)* / /

OUTA HERE!!

So some info about him:

Top tier stylist for dogs, kind, sweet, a ball of anxiety, 4.2ft (smol king)

Cats absolutely hates him even tho his dad is amazing with cats and they owned a cat when he was a child

Absolute embodiment of a low roll/ nat 1 on a dnd dice when it comes to social cues and socializing, occasionally rolls a nat 20 at things like flirting in his weird but charming way

Volunteers at the daycare when he has the time to one, better his social skills and does genuinely cares about the kids, two *(also to vist his crush which is you y/n)*

He also sometimes volunteers in rescue shelters for dogs and cats with getting them cleaned up

That's about the gist of it, there's more to him tho, thy will do some lore of him later.

RULESSSS

1. NO FUCKING PRO SHIPPING OR GORE OR KIDDY C#RN OR R#PE OR FUCKING WHATEVER NSFW ART, THY WILL ALLOW GOOD, VANILLA, WHOLESOME NSFW ARTWORK BETWEEN ADULTS THO

2. IF THY EVER SEES WHAT THY LISTED ABOVE IN ANY PART OF THE INTERNET THAT THY CAN SEE EASILY

THY IS PUNTING U INTO THE STRATOSPHERE AND BANISHING U TO THE SHADOW REALM

3. Please do report thoes people that create that sort of shit, it's already bad enough to constantly be facing thoes types of things in real life.

4. Have fun with it, thy doesn't mind fan art or you creating a story line with this wally as long it's not hurting anybody and it's properly tagged if ya doing some angst over there, go for it

5. Do make sure to credit thy for this design of wally, that's all thy asked

Side note: the original design of this wally was good, but it was soiled by its intent by the original creator so thy made some tweaks to it to make something good out of it

[saingirl101]

Had some time to put together my thoughts for Mentopolis and I can say ALREADY vibe with it so hard

It may be the psychology major in me but I love psychological stuff like this so much. I also love that brennan is branching out and trying new TTRPGs (I think Aabria would agree with me that you are doing a fantastic job Brennan!)

I just love the noir mystery they are leading up to especially because it also seems to center around conrad schintz (conscious) who i love and adore this tiny tiny boy. The fact that people are going after the concious of this body says to me something is funky with what big project elias is doing at work.

All the cast play their characters to perfection:

Trapp: Hunch Curio is so delightful and hammy and trapp plays him as an idea that has no care for what others think of him hes just happy to learn all the things.

Danielle: Perhaps its the 3 nat 1s in row but I love anatastia tension so much. I love that she's got a rivalry with her cousin imelda and that the pulse family little all goes by Stacey Fakename. Perfect.

Siobhan: Speaking of Imelda, Siobhan is playing her to Femme Fatale perfection. Delivering the most reidiculous lines with a sultry and serious tenor.

Freddy: Dan Fucks. The man the myth the legend. I love his dynamic so much with Conrad. His just insane rivalry that he imagines they have is perfect. Plus he's delightfully flirty.

Hank Green: So fun fact i never got into the Green brothers back when they were big, also meaning I didn't really pay attention to the fandom drama that sprung up around their success. I absolutely love how Hank played the Fix. The calm congenial tone he takes even as he threatens brennan and breaks him in the d20 subtitles. Then you have his tender moment with the wayward thoughts. I hope he instead hyperfixates on Conrad instead of doing his job to destroy him and adopts our smol boy.

[theradicalkanji]

I want to share something absolutely wild that went down in the latest episode of the DND campaign I joined.

So my character is a little storm fairy named Lumen. He's a smol boi who doesn't speak much and when he does he's hard to hear. He's able to communicate with the larger races by using telepathy.

This campaign had been going on for years and so there's a lot I as a player and Lumen as a fairy from the plane of air who just found himself trapped on the material plane don't know about the world at large. Today I was introduced to an NPC that has apparently been held prisoner(?) Since the beginning of the campaign. The story goes that this half orc was the front for a shady business set up by The Evil Empire. After busting up the operation and rescuing people who were captured and effectively being prepped to be shipped off as slaves, the party took this half orc into custody.

The party's paladin, sunny. Wanted to rehabilitate this half orc since he did not believe the half orc to be evil. However, the party couldn't risk letting him go free until they were sure that he wouldn't go running back to the rival kingdom. So, the half orc had been effectively under house arrest for the past few years.

A few things I quickly learned upon meeting this guy for the first time.

a) he shows little to no reactions to anything that goes on around him. Everything is met with a bemused smirk and a squirt gaze.

b) the half orc has no real name. He has a serial number given to him by the empire and the nickname of Cabbage given to him by the crew. (ostensibly because he's green?)

c) cabbage seemingly doesn't interact with any of the other people in the place he's under observation and doesn't seem to do much of anything other than eat and maybe sleep.

Sunny wanted to interrogate cabbage and see if he could finally break through the facade and maybe get somewhere on determining if the guy was a threat to everyone or if he could be safely rehabilitated back into society. Lumen offered to go along seeing as he had telepathic abilities and may be able to pick up something other than what conventional words couldn't.

The interrogation starts. Lumen is hanging back and is perched on Sunny's shoulder like a pirates parrot and just quietly observing the conversation. Cabbage is showing no emotions other than slight boredom and his default bemused smirk. Lumen silently casts detect thoughts. (subtle spell is a ton of fun, yo) and the thoughts he picks up? A fat lot of nothing. There's literal static going on in this boy's brain.

Lumen continues to observe as Sunny puts up a zone of truth. As the conversation continues, Lumen is able to telepathically communicate with other party members outside of the interrogation room and get bits of info to fill in the blanks that he doesn't already know.

Throughout the interrogation Cabbage continues to answer in noncommittal ways which pisses off the paladin since he thinks cabbage is dodging the question, but Lumen (nat 20 insight boyos) realizes that cabbage literally has no opinions on the matter.

At this point Lumen decides to push things as uses his telepathic powers to pull a deep dive into cabbage's psyche. He's able to pull fragments of cabbage's memory and thoughts and what he finds is a life devoid of emotion or desire.

As this is happening he is asking other party members about his finding. Cabbage doesn't seem dangerous? He doesn't seem to have any interest in returning to the empire... In fact he doesn't seem to have any interest in doing anything?

At which point one of the other party members mentioning that the reason they are keeping such a close eye on this guy was that he was working directly for one of The Mystics, an order of powerful mages in the empire.

This piques Lumen's curiosity and he pushes deeper into Cabbage's memories trying to find out when he started working with this Mystic. Lumen discovers thoughts all the way back to Cabbage's childhood and beyond. Cabbage was born and raised in captivity. All semblance is self identity stifled in him since infancy.

While he's poking around inside Cabbage's psyche, Lumen goes digging specifically for mental manipulation of a magical origin, and finds a rune etched into Cabbage's very psyche since infancy. (Nat 20 arcana boyo)

This glyph stifles the development of a personality. The person feels no desire or emotions outside of the bare minimum needed to function. Deciding it's time to go big or go home, Lumen fires of a dispell magic unranked to the max. Level 7 dispell targeted at this half orc's emotional inhibitor.

The glyph shatters and Cabbage opens his eyes for real for the first time in his life. For the first time since he was born he is able to feel things and express his own desires. He's able to have actual opinions!

And his very first opinion that he ever had was

The name Cabbage fucking SUCKS

[kitmoas]

would u be down to write some earlier days toy x wandanat headcanons?

Of Course!! Sorry its taken so long, Occult definitely interrupted things. (Theres more hcs but these are good for now lol)

We saw the first meeting but what you guys didn't see was the couple weeks of WandaNat AND yelena staying at Toy's house. The entire thing was so chaotic, and Toy was entirely nervous and this just made them more bratty.

Speaking of bratty--let's talk about the breaking of the brat. Toy's bratty side is more or less just sarcasm and teasing with a lot of stupid decisions. Wanda is a very strict person, who wants control and a sense of always knowing what is going to happen before it happens. Toy...never knows about anything that is going to happen nor do they know what control even feels like. After spending their whole life just living by spontaneity and spirals of control, living up to Wanda's wants was incredibly difficult. This meant that while wanda wanted things done at exact times, and wanted specific things said and done correctly, Toy was just struggling to remember what she even said to them. The more that this happened, the more Wanda got frustrated and the more Toy's pride got in the way.

Prideful toy is the most bratty, sarcasm and head strong being the main nature of this Toy. It caused a lotta issues. Any time Toy thought they forgot something, especially in the beginning, they refused to admit it. Their pride getting in the way and instead of just admitting their mistake they got bratty and in turn broke even more rules. Wanda knew what Toy was like before, and knew this was going to be an issue but it never stopped her from being annoyed by the rule breaking.

Playful bratty Toy is just a product of Natasha, and Wanda's biggest annoyance for a long time. Nat doesn't have a huge distaste for brats, nor does she have a lot of strict rules. Especially in the beginning, when no big rules were to be broken Nat would get Toy in such a playful and energetic mood that she would push them to tease and poke Wanda. Sassy lil Toy would try to push Wanda's buttons just to be played with.

WandaNatToy got three years before the two Avengers were sent out on a year long mission.

I think the biggest issue they probably had when they first started was emotions. (Yes, it's still their biggest issue but..like different) Nat was scared to even like Toy for a long time, while Wanda was stuck in Mean Mommy mode almost 24/7.

When the three first started in their dynamic Toy was so smol and of course we see the insecurities, and I think for Natasha this is something that catches her eyes. She sorta..collects sad broken things cause in all reality she is one too.

Especially when they first started the dynamic Toy really struggled with the whole Avengers thing. Never one to like SHIELD they on top of that wasn't a huge fan of the Avengers either, so watching the two go on missions and train and be hurt takes a huge toll on toy. With time it got better but it used to result in a lot of outbursts and issues.

I think in the beginning the fact that WandaNat were dating was actually a bigger issue than most would think. Especially with their issues with showing emotions to Toy in the beginning, take that and mix it with Toy knowing that a softer side exists between the two of them it created insecurities for Toy. They didnt necessarily want to date the older women, but I think anytime different relationships within a power exchange exist there is going to be issues and with out communication there's always going to be those feelings of inadequateness.

I have this intense thought that in the beginning, Toy would hide from WandaNat all the time. Not because they wanted to be bratty but because they were scared of how intense they felt things with them. In Pain is Comfort we see Toy always hiding, and I think that leaked into the dynamic too. The need to process things alone and just isolate was very strong, and I think that this would cause a lot of issues. Not that WandaNat are great at communication but I think when it involves a submissive they are a LITTLE better, and I think they were trying very hard when they met toy to be good at it. So I think this threw a little wrench in their plans.

Sex in the beginning was rough on Toy, mostly just a lot of edging and ruined orgasms. It was rough and viscous. The softness was really only left to aftercare. There was rarely only give during sex, only when lazy sunday vibes came around and Toy was the one giving.

Toy was rarely allowed to cum and each time they were bratty Wanda kept a counter and that's how many times they would have to edge before they could cum, and this is any act of bratty even the smallest little disobedience. Nat would whine in private, telling wanda she wants to overstim Toy but the witch never budged.

[softlymaximoff]

headcannons for mommy wanda na daddy nat 🥺👉🏽👈🏽

Mommy wanda and daddy nattybear 🧸

Oh my god okay so I loved writing this sm here we go (below the cut cause it’s long)

Contrary to popular belief, it’s wanda who wakes up first in the mornings. Something about the quiet of the morning bliss just makes her heart all warm and fuzzy. Most mornings she’ll pry you off her arm and gently roll you into Nattybears to not rouse your from the sweet dreams she’s fluttered in your tiny mind.

When you wake up you almost all the time find wanda missing and huff yourself out of your slumber to patter softly in the kitchen to find your Mommy whisking up either some oatmeal or pancakes or even her favourite treat for when you’ve been extra good, blueberry scones.

“Oh hello baby oat what are you doin up hmm? It’s supposed to be sleepy time little bear” She would say something along those lines most mornings and you couldn’t help but whine and hold your arms out for Mommy to hold you close for snuggles.

Natasha would walk in with just oversized tee and her scarlet witch boxers, you got them as a gift to her and over time they became her favourite pair groaning about how it’s too early to be up and she’s just snatch you out of Mommy’s arms to have her snuggles.

“Daddy’s grumpy again Mommy” you giggle and Nattybear just boops your nose. “Accusations already wow, well aren’t you just a Mommy’s girl” her voice all soft and warm. And then the three of you eat breakfast nothing really gets in your mouth but that’s okay mommy and daddy will fix you up

Natty lets you watch bluey all the time and Wanda grumbles at the amount of screen time but lets you watch anyway as long as you promise to have your naps and go to bed at bedtime. Wanda would sometimes make you angel milk to make you even sleepier and it always results you flopping over the iPad in a slumber.

Natty always carries you to bed and Wanda always changes you before. Only when you’re really really really teeny will you be all doe eyed and gurgling just wanting to have something in your mouth to sooth the smol-ness. Nattybear gives you her fingers and wanda gives her milkies if you’re feeling super tiny

Your favourite thing to do is colour and draw and make mosaics to show your mommy and daddy what a clever doll you are. Always asking Mommy to go outside and collect flowers to make a pretty nature picture. You love the bath and absolutely love the washable crayola markers they got for you so any chance you get you’re scribbling all over the tile-patterned wall.

Flower crowns. Wanda makes them. Natasha tried to learn but got frustrated when hers kept breaking so you learned from Mommy and taught Daddy to try and make them again. She never got the hang of it but watching you try and help her makes her heart melt.

Natasha loves to braid your hair so much. She always gets new ideas from her sister, Yelena and tries them on you and whenever you’re done you’re always having a mini-photoshoot for Daddy to send to Aunt Yelena to show off your new hair styles!

You love hearing both Mommy and Daddy sing you soft little lullabies in their native tongue and even tried to pronounce some words but they’re always shushing you saying “sweet doll trying so hard to be like her Mommy and Daddy, Angel it’s okey if you can’t they’re really big words” and they always manage make you feel warm and fuzzy no matter what they do or say. You always feel safe in their hold and their presence. They will always protect you at any cost <3

[delulu-with-wandanat]

Hey anyone interested in a male reader type of posts? I notice it’s lacking some was thinking i could make smol storiess. (not long ones im not that talented in writing)

I like the idea of Nat having a little brother (you), plus Yelena banding together with reader to make her live more miserable. And reader being bestie and the best wingman for Wanda.

[ogre-marama]

SPOILER FOR SEASON 5

You can't see it, but Gabriel is sweating all the water out of his body right now.

Don't know if it's real or fake, but just imagine it happen right after Nat get desakumatised and that moron run out of his basement to grab her hand in a "DOn'T Tell ThEM pliiiizzzz" way because his two ennemies are at home ready to beat the shit out of him (especially Adrien).

And not related but lady noire is so smol in that picture, she really is the cutest.