#character love: natasha romanoff

[twistedgameswewrite]

You ever see a person that you care for some much of the months and years you've got to known them, you've laughed with them, you fought with them, you've cried with them.

All you ever wanted to do is hug them and tell them everything is going to be okay and don't give up now because they're closer than ever to their goals than ever only for them to be ripped away from your arms as you scramble to pick up the broken pieces of their life as you sob over their bashed and lifeless body

Tears flood your eyes as whimpers and screams for help rack your body as you frantically search for any solution to bring back the one you grown to love so much only to realize...

...They're not real,..they're just a character... they have never existed in the same plane of reality as you so why...why are you crying so much then? This character doesn't know you, they couldn't possible even GET to know you and definately not in the same way you've got to know them..So why are you crying over them more than any other person you've met in real life?

[slightlycomicobsessed]

natasha romanoff you are acting so ooc but you are so pretty....

[the-iceni-bitch]

𝒰𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 ℐ ℒℴ𝓈ℯ ℳ𝓎 ℬ𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝒽

Relationship: amazon!lawyer Natasha Romanoff x petite!curvy female reader (Big Red and Peach, NLLYL AU)

Words: ~5.2k

Summary: You and Nat don’t even realize how badly you need each other until you finally meet. But even then, you don’t take the plunge without meddling from your asshole friends.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (f/f sex, f receiving oral sex, multiple orgasms, mommy kink), idiots in love, meet cute, slow burn, drunk awkward flirting, age gap (not explicitly stated but it’s there), size difference, fluff, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!

A/N: YAAAAAHHH! They are adorable and stupid and sweet and I need all of you to love them as much as I do, they are so precious. This new branch of the NLLYL AU is gonna kill me, just wait until we meet Thor…

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You grumbled to yourself as you downed another shot of tequila, glaring at the bottom of the glass and then at Sam when he tried to walk away with the bottle.

“Hey… uh oh.” Darcy’s smile fell when she wandered up to you and saw the look on your face, eyeing Sam warily when he poured you another shot and shrugged at her. “I was hoping to meet that date of yours, where’d he wander off to?”

“Dunno.” You took another shot and frowned to yourself as you adjusted the front of your costume. “But some leggy blonde bitch was with him.”

“Oh no…” Darcy decided to forego the ‘told you so’ for now since you were drunk, but she had warned you that dudes that were willing to admit they might have overlapped the relationship they had before with yours probably shouldn’t be trusted. “Fuck him, honey.”

“Fuck all men.” You toasted no one and tossed back another shot, nodding to Sam when you slammed your glass on the bar and leaning on Darcy pretty heavily as you waited for him to refill you. “Except you, Sammy, you’re great. And so is Bucky. That big sweetheart.”

“Uh-huh.” Sam reached out whip fast to catch you before you toppled off your bar stool, sighing when you giggled and tried to disguise a heave as a cough. “Maybe you should slow down, baby girl.”

“Hey.” You scowled adorably as you pawed at his chest, slapping his cheek in what you had meant to be an affectionate pat before sighing deeply. “You wanna end up on my shitlist? No? Then keep ‘em coming. Where is Bucky?”

“He’s over in the hall but maybe…” Darcy hissed when you started wobbling away, chasing after you as you sang to yourself and shooting an exasperated look at Sam. “Baby, you need to drink some water.”

“I’m fine, shut up.” You saw Bucky and clapped, pushing Darcy away when she attempted to corral you. “Hiya Buck! I missed you.”

“Did you… wow.” Bucky caught you when you stumbled, chuckling when you breathed a tequila thick cloud right in his face and giving you a moment to find your feet. “I think you took the drunk pirate costume a little too close to heart, honey. Where’s your date?”

“God, it’s like being at a party with my parents.” You rolled your eyes and tried to remain steady when you felt the shots starting to really hit you. “Probably sucking the face off some blonde bitch, we’ve decided he sucks.”

“I’m sorry, honey.” Bucky tweaked your nose when you blew a raspberry at him, turning his head when someone walked up and making you huff at the lack of attention. “Hey Nat.”

“Hi Buck, brought you another beer.”

You were fully prepared to tell whoever was taking up your much needed Bucky time to fuck off, but then you came face to… chest with the most incredible set of tits you’d ever seen in your life. There was only a moment for you to drunkenly scold yourself for that thought, because then you were looking up and up and up and…

“Wow, you’re pretty.” You forgot all about Bucky, grinning sloppily and almost careening over so your face really was in those amazing breasts before her hand was on your waist and you were giggling. “Really really pretty. Why haven’t I met you?”

“Oh, Bucky’s been hiding me, I’m shy.” Nat grinned at her friend over your shoulder when you tried to bat your eyelashes at her but it didn’t quite work since your eyelids were drooping, shaking her head when he gave her an inquisitive look and steadying you with a firm grip on your shoulders. “But he’s been hiding you too, I think. Look at how fucking cute you are.”

Your laugh almost hurt your ears, it was much more shrill than you had intended, a cackle really. Nat didn’t seem to mind though, beaming at you when you slapped her chest then apologized for feeling her up while you tried to step even closer to her.

“Stop, you can’t call me cute.” And she smelled amazing, she was like the warrior princess of your dreams. “Not when you’re walking around like a fucking wet dream. Seriously, why haven’t I met you?”

“Cutie, you’re gonna make me blush.” Nat shushed you when you giggled even more, taking a glass of water when Darcy handed it to her and holding it up to your lips. “I’ve just been busy. Now, why don’t you be a good girl for me and drink some water?”

“Mmmm, you call me a good girl and I’ll do whatever you want.” You gulped down water as she looked at you expectantly, leaning into her touch and sighing heavily when she took the glass away. “Oh my god, let’s go do karaoke!”

“Good morning!” Darcy dropped the greasy burrito bag in front of you and chuckled when you heaved and buried your head in your arms. “How are we feeling today?”

“I shouldn’t be at work.” You winced when you picked your head up and the lights made your brain throb, grumbling as you pulled your breakfast out of the bag and started unwrapping it. “Why did you let me have tequila?”

“You forget that no one ‘lets’ you do anything.” Darcy sank into the chair next to yours and logged on, still giving you that shit eating grin that you hated. “All of us tried numerous times to get the tequila away from you and you always tried to scratch our eyes out. How much of last night do you remember?”

“I remember Troy being a fucking douchebag, setting up at the bar, and then…” you froze with a mouthful of burrito when panic started to set in, heat flushing through your whole body as you barely remembered to swallow your food and images from last night flashed through your head. “Did… did I hit on Bucky’s best friend?”

“Oh, you did more than that.” You didn’t even notice Darcy’s chuckling, too horrified at yourself to smack her like you normally would. “You serenaded her. You practically gave her a lap dance while you sang ‘Do You Wanna Touch’, I have it on video if you want to see.”

“Nooooooooo…” you were going to run away and become a mountain hermit, you could not believe you had made such an ass out of yourself in front of probably the most beautiful woman on the planet who was so much older than you and tall and put together and that was it, your life was over.

“Yes, it was a great time, everyone enjoyed it.” Darcy gave you a pat on the back when you sobbed and banged your head against the desk. “It’s fine, everyone will call you Joan Jett for a couple of weeks and then one of the guys will do something stupider and they’ll forget all about it.”

“But I won’t forget, oh my fucking god!” You vaguely remembered the gorgeous redhead helping you into your Uber and smiling at you when you told her you were going to climb her like a tree and call her mommy, and suddenly it felt like your burrito was about to come back up. “How the fuck am I supposed to face Bucky?!?!?”

“Hi Joan!” Damn it, it was like you’d summoned him, at least his smile was tinged with sympathy when he handed you a bottle of Gatorade. “How’s your head?”

“Who cares, Bucky!” You wanted the ground to open up and swallow you. “Please tell me I didn’t sexually harass your friend to the point where she never wants to see you again.”

“Nat? Don’t worry about her, she had a great time.” You couldn’t decide if that should make you feel better or worse. “Said if all my parties with coworkers are like that she’s gonna have to try to make it to every single one of them.”

“Of course she did.” You hated your life, you were going to give up drinking and sex and only get your enjoyment from food from now on. “Who wouldn’t have a good time watching someone make an absolute buffoon out of themselves while they’re shit faced? Please tell me I never have to face that woman?”

Bucky was about to reassure you when the door behind him opened suddenly and you squeaked and dove under the desk, looking over his shoulder and sighing when Nat was there. She looked relaxed and incredibly pleased with herself, nodding at Bucky when he sighed with exasperation and coming to lean on the counter right above where you were hiding while she chuckled as you asked if she was gone yet.

“Hey, cutie?” Nat was trying not to laugh too much when you squeaked again then whined when the table thumped after you cracked your head against it. “Sweetheart, I think you might be missing your wallet.”

You were, you hadn’t been able to find it this morning and ended up hopping the turnstile so you could make it to work on time. Nat was giving you what you could only describe as a look of warm amusement when you finally crawled out from underneath the desk to face her, she was so gorgeous, and you looked like warmed over vomit, this was potentially the worst day of your life. She was holding your wallet between two fingers as she smirked at you, watching you closely while you took it from her and biting her lip in a way that didn’t make you feel anything.

“Where did you find it?” She was freaking you out, you couldn’t get a read on her.

“Hmm, you gave it to me.” You had shoved it down the front of her costume, but seeing how small you looked right now made her think it might not be the best idea to bring that fact up. “You said you were going to give me your card and told me to call you, then gave me the whole wallet.”

“My card? It’s not the nineties.” You hated your life. “Thank you for bringing it back, you could’ve just given it to Bucky, though.”

“But then I couldn’t have seen you again.” That smile was going to knock you on your ass, she was so unnerving. “And I’d take any excuse to see a pretty thing like you.”

“Shut up.” You rolled your eyes and scoffed when she winked at you, what a fucking tease. “Don’t flirt with me, I already feel like shit.”

“That’s not what I want, sweetheart.” She couldn’t get enough of that sassy look on your face, just wanted to eat you up. “You should feel good all the time.”

“Bucky, tell your friend I have to work.” You tried not to feel too warm and bubbly when she kept grinning at you, play flirting was not what you needed right now. “But thank her for bringing my wallet back.”

“You are so very welcome, sweet girl.” She shook her head as she straightened back up. “Pretty as a peach. Let’s go get some coffee, Barnes. You ladies want anything?”

“No thanks.” Darcy still had that damn grin on her face once they were gone and now you were itching to smack her. “Um, why were you rude to someone who was clearly hitting on you?”

“She was not hitting on me.” You snorted as you started digging back into your burrito and focusing on your screen. “Have you seen her? She’s an amazon sex goddess, she’s not going to hit on me.”

“You… oh my god, you’re so fucking stupid.” Darcy wanted to bang her head against the wall, you were too stubborn for your own good. “She’s into you.”

“No she’s not.”

“She is, you fucking moron.”

“She is not, you balloon chested bimbo.”

“Hey!” Darcy balled up a tissue and threw it at you, sticking her tongue out when you scowled at her. “That was mean, you lollipop guild reject. And yes she is.”

“You wanna tell me what exactly you’ve been doing these past few months?” Bucky frowned at Nat when she tried to act like she was paying attention to the game behind him and sipped her beer innocently.”

“Not quite sure what you mean.” She knew exactly what he meant, but she wasn’t going to admit to anything when he was giving her that stern father look.

“Uh-huh.” Bucky loved her, but getting the woman to open up was like trying to crack a walnut with his bare hands. “Don’t think I’ve seen you around the precinct so much since I started there.”

“I’m just helping my clients.” She should’ve ordered vodka if she knew the conversation was heading this way. “It’s my job.”

“Every single client that comes through the 82?” Bucky tapped the bar top while she still avoided his gaze. “Because I seem to remember Matt and Maria handling most of them, since you’re the face of the firm.”

“Excuse me for taking a more hands on approach.” Nat managed to flag down the bartender and finally ordered her vodka. “I’m a philanthropist.”

“You’re full of shit.” Bucky rolled his eyes when she just shrugged. “You need to spend so much time at the front desk every time you come in?”

“I have to fill out paperwork.” She sipped on her new drink and sighed as she finally turned her attention to him. “And it’s nice chatting with the girls.”

“Both of them?” He tried not to grin when she blushed and stared at the bottom of her glass, reaching out to cover her hand with his and giving her a small squeeze. “Natasha, you haven’t slept with anyone in two months.”

Nat hated when Bucky looked at her like that, like he knew all her secrets better than she did. Of course she’d been hanging around the precinct and flirting like an idiot, she couldn’t stop thinking about you. Feisty, sassy, ‘take no shit from anyone’ you. Everything about you was so fucking cute, especially when you gave her that massive fucking attitude whenever she flirted with you. All she wanted was to pick you up and kiss you stupid to get you to quit running that smart mouth. She thought she’d done a good job of hiding her feelings, though.

Damn Bucky for being able to read her like a damn book.

“That doesn’t mean anything.” It meant everything, she loved sex, but she didn’t want to have it with anyone else. “I’m busy.”

“Would you quit lying.” Bucky leaned forward and bonked her head with his, smiling when she pouted at him and kissing her cheek. “You have big feelings for the little lady, so why don’t you admit it and finally ask her out?”

All she wanted was to ask you out, but it fucking terrified her.

Which was ridiculous. She could have anyone she wanted with the crook of her finger. Men and women fell on their fucking knees for the chance at just one night with her. They would eat out of the palm of her hand and they would thank her when she sent them on their way with just a cup of coffee and a fancy pastry in the morning.

But you?

You weren’t interested. Every time she flirted you would just dismiss her and tell her you had too much to do, even when you called her beautiful. You would always call her mean for being such a tease and tell her the only reason you let her get away with that shit is because she was so gorgeous. Even after so many months she hadn’t worn you down at all, which was kind of cute, but also ridiculously frustrating. All she had managed was to glean some small kernels of personal information from you and hold onto them like they were the most precious things in the world, because damn it, she wanted to know everything about you.

“It’s just nice right now.” Nat rested her head on Bucky’s shoulder and blew out an exasperated breath. “If I don’t ask, she can’t say no.”

“That’s what you’re scared of?” Bucky kissed the top of her head when she nodded. “Holy shit, babe. I don’t think you’ve ever even considered rejection a possibility, this is one for the books.”

“Shut up.” Nat scrunched up her face when he wound his arm around her and gave her a squeeze. “She’s so fucking cute, it freaks me out.”

“Yeah.” He took a sip of his beer while he thought things over, rubbing her shoulder absentmindedly and chewing on his lips. “You’ve gotta ask though, I don’t think you have anything to worry about.”

“You’re in such a fucking snit.” Darcy frowned at you after you snapped at her for nothing, rolling her eyes when you just sniffed and ignored her. “Just because your crush hasn’t been here in a whole week, you giant sap.”

“I’m not a sap, shut up.” You huffed and crossed your arms under your breasts with a pout. “I’m PMSing.”

“God, you’re a liar.” She tapped her fingers against the desk irritably when you just kept up the petulant facade. “You want to see her, you’re mad she hasn’t been around, admit it.”

“I. Said. Shut. Up.” You wanted to kick her under the desk, she was so annoying. “I admit nothing.”

“Ugh, whatever, brat.” Darcy turned away from you when someone came up to the desk, grinning when she saw it was Bucky and ignoring your grumbling. “Hiya Bucky! Why hasn’t your friend stopped by in such a long time? It’s annoying my girl, and she’s starting to piss me off with her attitude.”

“My friend… Nat?” Bucky smiled and snuck a peek at you when Darcy nodded, the petulant look on your face a reminder of the friend they were talking about who was also ridiculously stubborn. “She was out of the city for a case, but she’s back now.”

“Oh really?” Darcy did not miss the way you straightened up a little at that, keeping her focus on Bucky while you tried to act like you weren’t listening. “Will she be stopping by anytime soon?”

“She’s actually coming by for lunch and should be here…” both of the meddlers grins got even wider when the door opened and the redhead walked in, ignoring her intrigued stare and turning back to each other. “Speak of the devil. Yours gonna quit being so snotty now?”

“Probably not.” Your squawked ‘snotty?’ was not acknowledged, Darcy still focused on Bucky and decidedly fed up with you being such a stubborn ass. “Don’t think she’ll quit being such a whiny little asshole until yours actually goes on a date with her.”

“Well, Nat was supposed to go out for drinks with me Friday but, gosh, I just remembered I have to wash my hair.” Now Bucky was ignoring Nat when she sighed indignantly. “So her night just freed up, isn’t yours off work?”

“Yes she is.” You were making so many offended noises but Darcy was past caring. “Seven o’clock should work well. Gimme her phone.”

“Yep.” Bucky managed to snatch it out of Nat’s hand before she could react, unlocking it and handing it to Darcy while she grabbed yours and did the same. “I’ll make sure she texts.”

“Me too.” Darcy winked when Bucky gave your phone back to her, waving when he ushered Nat out before she had a chance to protest then turning to beam at you while you just blinked stupidly. “You’re welcome, dumbass.”

Nat had been staring at your door for three minutes.

Her nerves were being ridiculous. This was just a date. She went on dates all the time.

But this was with you.

It had taken a day for her to finally text you the word hi, then another day for you to text her hi back. And then it was like the floodgates had opened. The next three days the two of you were constantly talking whenever you had a moment, finding out everything about each other that you could and Nat smiling whenever a notification popped up like she was a fucking schoolgirl. She was utterly infatuated with you, it was freaking her out. And she loved it.

She finally knocked, holding her breath while she waited for you and grinning when she heard you trip over something and curse. As soon as the door opened she felt like her heart was going to burst through her chest, you looked so fucking beautiful.

The look on her face was making you feel faint, like your tongue was too thick for your mouth and your brain couldn’t function while you gazed up at her and tried not to swoon. You couldn’t believe it was actually happening, that the last few months hadn’t been some colossal joke at your expense. This woman actually wanted to go out with you.

“Hi.” Her voice sounded so fucking sexy, she was going to kill you.

“Hi.” You couldn’t think of anything else to say, licking your lips and trying not to whine when she growled softly.

Next thing you knew you were pinned to the wall in your tiny little entryway with the plushest set of lips you’d ever felt smashed against yours, barely registering your apartment door slamming closed as you whined at the way your toes were barely brushing the floor as Nat wound her arms around your waist. Even when she started kissing down the curve of your neck, you could still hardly breathe, whining when she purred against your skin and trying to focus your eyes but failing miserably.

“Wait, Nat.” You whined when she ducked even lower to gently kiss along the tops of your breasts, gasping when she gave you a hungry look as she sucked a bruise against your skin. “Don’t we have a reservation?”

“Yeah… yeah we do. You say the word and we’ll go right now.” She smiled when you whimpered as she stood back up to her full height, resting her forehead against yours and breathing deeply as she settled her eyes on yours. “But the only thing I want to eat right now is that warm, wet prize between your legs, pretty thing.”

“Oh… wow.” You were pretty sure she was going to kill you, but you were absolutely fine with that. “We can stay.”

“Good girl.”

Natasha pressed her lips to yours and swallowed your yelp when she lifted you to wrap around her, her fingers digging into your hips while she carried you over to the couch. Her grin grew even wider when you let out a surprised huff at her dropping you onto the sofa, your breath getting shallow when she climbed on top of you and slipped her warm palms up your thighs and under your skirt.

“God, you’re so fucking soft.” She curled over you again and sucked on your lips until you moaned, slowly peeling your dress off you and biting her lip when you were finally bare to her gaze. “Beautiful.”

“Shut up.” You couldn’t help but giggle when she laughed at you trying to act coquettish while she had you at her mercy, sighing when she just kissed you and running your fingers up her spine. “Do I get to see you too and call you pretty?”

“When I’m done with my meal.” Nat bit your lip playfully before starting to kiss and lick every inch of your breasts, sucking on your nipples and tugging at them with her teeth while you could only make pathetic noises. “Wanna taste every fucking inch of you.”

“O-kay.” You hiccuped when she nuzzled at your stomach and squeezed your hips with a groan, your eyes fluttering closed when she trailed kisses along your curves. “Sounds great.”

“Mmhm.” She growled playfully and bit your thigh before smacking the side of your ass. “Flip over.”

You did what she asked, slowly rolling onto your stomach and whining when she grabbed two handfuls of your ass and squeezed. Then she smacked it again and you could have screamed, you throbbed so hard, her lips and teeth and tongue marking your sensitive skin until your eyes rolled back in your head.

“Nat…” you whimpered when she kept rubbing your ass and purring against your skin, arching your back and spreading your legs as she pulled your cheeks apart so she could stare at you. “Oh fuck, don’t stop.”

“Never. Fuck, you smell so good.” Nat buried her face between your thighs and groaned when she breathed you in deep, dragging her tongue over your slit agonizingly slow so she could taste all of you. “Jesus Christ, fucking peaches.”

There was no answer you could give her except a desperate mewl, letting yourself sink into the cushions when she slid her tongue inside your cunt and curled it. You feel like you were already losing your mind, panting like an idiot while she rubbed her nose against your cute little asshole and digging your fingers into the couch while she tongue fucked you until your whole body felt like one big spring that was wound too tight.

Your pussy was so fucking wet, Nat couldn’t seem to work her mouth fast enough to suck up everything that was dripping out of you, even with her lips wrapped around you so she didn’t miss anything. And the fact that you could hear all the obscene wet sloshes and slurps was not helping, your muscles spasming wildly as you felt it building up insanely fast.

“Fuck… oh fuck.” All you could do was let out a thin, high whine when you fell apart, your cunt fluttering against her lips and gushing into her mouth while she groaned at the taste of your cum. “Mommy…”

“Shit. You had me thinking you were never gonna actually say it, peach.” Nat grinned against you and hummed as she kept kissing your pussy like she could live off it. “Knew you’d be a good girl for mommy, knew this pussy would be so sweet for me. Why don’t you fuck it on my face, pretty girl? Make a goddamn mess out of me, mommy needs it.”

Yeah, she was definitely going to kill you. You reached back and buried your fingers in her hair as you started grinding your ass back into her face, biting the pillow under your face and whimpering when her tongue flicked against your clit. Then her thumb teased against your asshole and your brain broke, your hips writhing wildly when she sucked on your clit until you almost came before she pulled back with a wicked grin.

“Knew you’d like that, just look at you.” Nat bit her lip when she watched your little hole wink at her as she spat on it, her thumb circling the tight ring of muscle slowly and listening to your pathetic sounds as she kept flicking her tongue over your slit like a tease. “These are all mommy’s holes now, peachy girl. Gonna spoil the shit out of you.”

The way you gasped when she slid her thumb into your ass and started flitting her tongue around it was making Natasha clench, her thighs squeezing together when you shoved your hips back even more and yanked on her hair so she was practically suffocating you. She didn’t realize how much she was going to enjoy you completely losing it for you and using her just so you could get off, deciding very quickly that she was going to need to turn you into a mess all the time.

You were going to come again. All the buildup and how fucking sexy she sounded when she moaned and slurped and spat and just, all of it. Damn her and her incredible mouth and how fucking hot she was. And damn you for turning into such a fucking melty mess for her, though who could really blame you for that.

“Mommy please.” You whimpered when she kept fucking your ass with her thumb as her other hand began playing with your clit and you couldn’t help but kick your feet as you felt yourself teetering on the edge again. “Please, wanna come for mommy, need it.”

“Mmm, mommy needs it too, pretty baby.” Nat nipped at the soft skin that was twitching around her thumb while her other hand pinched your clit until you squeaked. “Come for me, sweet girl, let mommy drink from this perfect little pussy, oh my fucking god.”

You almost screamed when she ducked low to suck on your swollen clit, pulling on her hair and screwing your eyes closed while your body started shaking uncontrollably. Nat groaned when you started gushing all over her face, wrapping her mouth around your soft lips and swallowing everything you gave her with a low moan that sent a shiver up your spine. She loved that you couldn’t stop moving against her face as you rode it out, determined to be able to watch your face the next time she made you come and every single time after that.

Her lips spread in a slow smile when you kept shivering as she pulled back from your sex, moving her hands to knead your cheeks deeply while she rested her head against your hip and watched you ride it out. You couldn’t do anything except chirp and let your body sink into the couch, barely having the energy to turn your face and peek over your shoulder at her while a sloppy grin split your face.

“Hiiiiiiii.” Again, you couldn’t think of what else to say, especially since your brain was still mostly offline after two incredible orgasms that were better than anything any man had ever given you.

“Hey baby.” She couldn’t stop smiling as she crawled up your body and nuzzled at your cheek, purring happily when you let out a small sound of satisfaction and wrapping her arms around your waist to hold you as close as possible. “My sweet girl. I do feel a little bad about us missing dinner, but I couldn’t control myself.”

“Listen, that’s fiiiiiine with me.” You let her flip you onto your back and pulled her face to yours so you could lose yourself even more in kissing her. “You can kill me with orgasms tonight and it will be a very happy death.”

“You might be fine with that, but I’m not.” Nat chuckled into your mouth when you just gave her a pitiful little whimper. “Sorry, I’m kinda addicted to that pussy now, sweet peach. I’d get all bummed out if I didn’t have access to it for the rest of my life.”

“Oh, well.” You were not used to this level of attention, and it was even worse when you were in such a state of euphoria. “That’s okay too.”

“Good.” She pecked you once more before sitting up over you, gushing you when you whined at the lack of contact before winking when you swallowed audibly at the sight of her body when she pulled her dress over her head. “Now, should we take a bath before or after I rub my pussy all over yours until I come inside you?”

[reginaphalange2403]

Their dynamic is one of the most underrated in the MCU. The og avengers, and arguably the two most interesting. She knew Tony longer than she knew any of the rest of them (besides Clint). My favorite Natasha friendship other than Steve.

“Agent Romanoff…ya miss me?”🥺😭

[checkingoutforheroes]

A girl.

Yelena: What about you? There must be someone special.

Natasha, just smiling: There's a girl..

Yelena: Tell me. And I want detail.

Natasha: .. but I let her get away. It's all my fault.

Yelena: Why? What did you do?

Natasha: Because I let my pride got in the way.

Yelena: Stup-

Natasha: Stupid. I know. I'd be lying if I said I was okay. It does hurts.

Yelena: Both of you are hurting.

Natasha: There will be no future for us. For her, especially. She's different, she doesn't belong in this life like ours. She's good, Yelena. Really good, perfect. Literally heaven sent. She's not like us or any other Avengers. I can't let her ruin her life for me. She deserves better, she deserves someone who can make her happy, safe, give her the world and she can't have that if she's with me. Look at us, running our whole life.

Yelena: And you made decision for both of you. Selfish. You don't think she deserves to give love and be loved? Don't you think you are the one she wants to do it with? What if she doesn't feel that way about the other person? And you? Will end up feel sorry for the rest of your life due to your pride and ego. You too, deserves to be happy, sestra.

Natasha: Are you happy?

Yelena: I have Fanny. I am happy. That's it for me.

Natasha: I understand.

Yelena: Drecov gone. Once we free all the other Widows, we'll find her. You better speak up, don't let her away again.

Natasha: You said like it was easy.

Yelena: Because it is. I want a dog, I get Fanny and I happy. Stop fooling yourself, end this torture. Understand?

Natasha, just chuckle: smart-ass.

Yelena: dumb-ass.

[gloriouspower]

Hey can you write natasha x reader with the prompts 23, 32, 33, 39 thanks

A/n : it's smutt y'all minors stay the fuck away , alright? I gave my warning so let's proceed

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Pairing : Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary : our sweetheart nat gets jelly over a man flirting with us, so she takes matters in her own hands

Mine 🖤

Warning : smutt, fingering, edging, orgasm denial, jealousy, soft dom nat, sub reader, established relationship.

Word count : 1.5k not proof read.

Note : I'm so sorry for taking this long, my laptop broke and I had to get it fixed so so sorry, here I completed this so fast my god 😭

"word" - dialogue

I sat by the counter with a glass of negroni in my hand while this man, who's name i forgot long ago, kept blabbering in front of me, i needed more than just negroni to deal with this good for nothing shit bag, i sighed internally and gave him a smile on whatever he was talking about, why was I doing this? Well being the caretaker of Avengers came with pros and cons and this was being a HUGE con in my ass.

After pepper stepped up as the stark industries CEO, i interviewed for the caretaker replacement and to my pure shock i got it, it's been 5 years after that, now I'm stuck here in another extravagant tony stark Saturday party he hosts, which i absolutely hate but organize it for him anyway, if i remember vaguely, this man was talking about sponsorship and in any way do we need sponsors right now, because i didn't wanted to come off rude i sat talking to him, which , right now, is giving me a migraine in my right temple.

"So you see, that was my idea, and maybe we can discuss some more about this tomorrow at coffee? My treat " he said smirking, placing his hand on mine, i pulled back but he held it strongly and i was getting uncomfortable, he had made several advances in the "5 minutes" he requested from me, that turned out to be an hour, but i declined them all, and was about to do it again but someone beat me to it "I'm quite sure, she said no multiple times before or are you specially deaf for the word 'no'?" Relief instantly floods in me as i hear Natasha speak, God did i want to get out of here, he looked scared for a moment before he speaks out of pure idiocy "i was asking her, and i don't take no for an answer, so i do not see why you are interfering in between us" and he had the audacity to slip his arm past my waist, i recoiled back, pushing him away but natasha didn't hold back and punched him in the face, that idiot fell to the ground, hitting his head on the hard floor, stumbling to stand up, blood ran down his nose as he blabbered " you bitch, how dare you! Do you know who I am? Fucking bitch" nat just rolled her eyes " i don't give half a fuck who you are, touch my girlfriend again and i won't just stop at a punch" with that she grabbed my wrist, pulling me away, the crowd was staring at the scene we just made, that included tony, who was giving nat thumbs up.

The crowd parted for us and by the time we got to the stairs, nat threw me over her shoulder as i awkwardly smiled at the onlookers, tony was laughing his ass off, when we finally got to our room, she placed me on our bed while looking down at me, i pouted " you didn't have to punch him you know?" She scoffed at that. I propped myself up on my elbows. "I didn't like the way he was staring at you" I laughed as she went to grab something from the cupboard " how do you know?" She turned around trying to form words but nothing came out "umm.. I was looking" It sounded more like a question than an answer but then it hit me and I gasped loudly " were you checking me out?" Her denials fell on deaf ears as I gushed over her, finally I spoke coherent words "were you jealous?" She rolled her eyes at that but i didn't let it fool me, she was jealous, when he was making those advances, heat rushed to my cheeks and southwards as it gave me a weird thrill, she finally replied, pulling me close to her, she already changed into different clothes while i was still in my black cocktail dress " so what? Nobody looks at what's mine in a wrong way, let alone touch you" I blushed, she leaned down kissing the base of my throat, automatically her hand traveling down to my hips. "Oh yeah?" My voice came out much breathier than expected, she cocked an eyebrow up, a devilish smile forming on her face " show me you're mine" and as if on command my hips bucked against hers, she crashed her lips against mine, as ecstasy shot through me.

Nats nimble fingers untied the knots of my dress, pulling down the zip in one fluid motion while her mouth left trails of hickies blooming on my neck, her other hand gathering the fabric of my dress up and pulling down my very soaked panties down, her smirk was almost unbearable to me, i would have scoffed at her if i wasn't squirming under her form for more, my eyes fluttered shut as she slid two digits down my folds, back arching while she teased my entrance, my skin felt hot, sweat forming on my forehead, the dress sticking to my skin, so i took it off completely, leaving my bare body with just the bra on, she tsked "so impatient, huh?" But my mind was already fogged so without saying another word i pulled her in for a kiss, i moaned into the kiss when her fingers finally left the rim and entered completely, i went to grab her side but the shirt she was wearing got in between, frustrated i pulled it off her, she didn't care one bit, keeping the pace steady, pumping her fingers in and out at an agonizingly slow pace, I bucked my hips to get more friction but she stopped entirely, fingers stilling inside me , I whimpered as she said "do not move till I say so, I will let you come when I want you too" her fingers regaining the speed but still not fast enough and I was left blubbering mess beneath her.

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Clothes were scattered on the floor long ago, my screams and moans filled our room, if it weren't for the sound proofing, the media would be outside our door by now. I clutched onto her Ruby hair, as she glided her tongue up my slit, sending shivers down my spine, my legs thrown over her shoulder, her nose brushing over my sensitive clit, I was close to my edge, just another push and I'll be tumbling down, the knot in my stomach too tight, i groaned tugging on her hair "nat please" she just tutted against my cunt "you wanted this, now it's either you take what i give you or nothing at all" I whimpered, knowing she'd do just what she said, if I didn't comply, my mind was a mush, her skilled tongue lapping up my juices like a starved man but she did not give me the release, pulling back just enough to leave me groveling for her to go further, hands clamped on my thighs, she sucked on my clit and my back arched in response, my delirious mind swirling in thoughts of nothing but her hands on me, her kitten licks pushing towards the edge yet again, this time i didn't tell her, i was desperate to cum, i needed to but as if she knew what i was doing, she pulled back completely, my hand immediately flying to pull her back but she chuckled, her mouth smothered with my juices as she licked it off her lips.

She climbed on top of me, grinding her hips against mine, stimulating me more and more , my head rolled back , eyes scrunched shut, breathing labored but she had other plans , leaning down near the shell of my ear , her breath tickling me she said " say that you're mine, say it and I'll give you what you need, sweetheart" I whimpered, as quickly as I could I said " I'm yours, please, I'm all yours" she smirked, all the while teasing my entrance with her fingers, finally pumping into me, her fingers skillfully scissoring me inside, brushing my g-spot with every hit, and in no time I was coming on her fingers, the slick gushing out, smearing the already dirty bed sheets, I heaved, riding down my high, as she laid beside me chuckling and licking her fingers, I turned around and buried my face in her chest, her arms enveloping me, she caressed my hair lightly, kissing my forehead, giving me a break from before but before I could even process what's happening she pinned me down again, her voice rough "I'm not done with you just yet" and right then I knew I won't be getting any sleep tonight….

© god-of-mischiefs 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬

A/n : if you want to be tagged let me know in the comments ☺️

[dontsearchformyaccount]

Does anyone know where their obsession came from ?.Like the first time you saw that fictional character? It's like they were simply there someday.They never left.Always been there

But i can't remember where they came from , where all this started

[likea-black-widow-baby]

Marvel Women as The Tortured Poet's Department + Anthology Songs

Valkyrie: Fortnight

Peggy: My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

Jane: Down Bad

Simmons: Fresh Out The Slammer

Melina: Florida!!!

Wanda: Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

Pepper: I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

Gamora: loml

Natasha: I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

Carol: The Alchemy

Kate: Clara Bow

Maria Rambeau: The Black Dog

Dottie: imgonnagetyouback

Bobbi: The Albatross

Daisy: Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus

Kamala: I Hate It Here

Angie: I Look In People's Windows

Nakia: Cassandra

MJ: Peter

May: The Bolter

Cassie: Robin

[lildoodlenoodle]

Ngl, I loved this trio, they were so silly

[questionableratatouille00]

𝒾 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁

"Natasha." You said aloud, you know, like an idiot. "No. Uh--no. I'm..I'm alright, don't--don't worry."

She laughed again at that. “Well, nice costume.”

“Thanks. I like yours.”

“I went a little basic this year. Clint and I went as Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable last year, so I wanted to do something a little more well known this year.” She explained.

“A..devil?”

dividers made by @saradika! They’re so pretty whshajshw

[slightlycomicobsessed]

Peach Momoko Variant of Scarlet Witch #7

[the-iceni-bitch]

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓚𝓲𝓼𝓼

Relationship: lawyer!amazon Natasha Romanoff x petite!curvy fem reader (big red and peach, NLLYL)

Words: ~1.6k

Summary: Christmas with your girlfriend is magical

Warnings: explicit language, soooooo much fluff, w/w, they’re massively in love, mentions of multiple orgasms, established relationship, relationship milestones, lots of kisses, no minors due to the AU

A/N: They are so soft and in love and so am I!! 🥰 Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all of you wonderful babies (and one in particular)

I am no longer doing taglists so if you want to stay up to date on all the latest filth, follow my sideblog @the-iceni-library and turn on notifications!

You moaned and stretched as you woke up, frowning at the empty other half of the bed until you smelled coffee then smiling to yourself as you rose to your feet.

Nat was in the kitchen when you found her, making you melt a little at the sight of her making you pancakes in nothing except a very festive sweater and panties.

“Good morning and merry Christmas, peach.” She smiled at you and you got butterflies in your stomach, padding to her on bare feet and winding your arms around her so you could bury your face in her chest while she kissed the top of your head. “How did you sleep, baby girl?”

“You mean after you gave me five full body orgasms?” You tilted your head up and gazed at her with a warm smile, keeping your body pressed against hers even as she started plating the pancakes with her free hand. “Slept great, why didn’t you wake me up?”

“Because I gave you five full body orgasms.” She finished putting whipped cream on the pancakes and dolloped a little on the tip of your nose, leaning down and mouthing it off with a quiet purr while you giggled. “Baby needs her rest after that. Now eat your gingerbread pancakes, cutie. Then we’re gonna enjoy all the fresh snow that fell last night.”

It was so surreal seeing your über professional, shark of a lawyer girlfriend acting all soft and domestic, and you would never get sick of it. You hummed when she sat next to you and rested her hand on your thigh after pouring you coffee, gazing at her after every bite and feeling your chest hurt whenever she gave you that loving look. She wouldn’t even let you help her clean up, shushing you and throwing you over her shoulder to take you back to the bedroom so you could get dressed after she gave your ass a few good smacks. You were breathless and giddy by the time you were actually ready to go, even as you rolled your eyes at her insistence that she be the one to wind your scarf around your neck.

The world was so quiet and white and soft and utterly lovely when you stepped outside hand in hand, the snow crunching under your boots and your breath fogging in the air while you walked together. Snow was still falling silently, and the city seemed empty, since everyone was inside celebrating with their families, and it was like you two were the only people in the world.

And Nat. Nat was beautiful. Smiling at you constantly and holding you close with her cheeks and nose red from the cold and snowflakes stuck to her eyelashes. Made you lose your balance a few times because you couldn’t stop staring at her, but she always caught you.

Not that she could stop staring at you either, your muffled laughs and little frustrated huffs you made every time your feet slipped making her feel all kinds of warm. You were just so small and cute and precious and no one had ever made her happier than you did.

“Oh, okay, hold on.” She grabbed your waist when you got distracted and stepped on another patch of ice, pulling you tight and ducking to rub her nose against yours when you squealed before kissing you gently. “Your nose is freezing, peach, and so are your lips. We should get you home before they fall off, you’re shivering.”

“Yeah.” You squeaked when she kissed you again, beaming when the two of you started making your way back to her brownstone. “I wanna open my presents anyway.”

“Spoiled little thing.” Natasha squeezed you affectionately as she helped you make your way back. “I want you to open them too.”

“Yeah? What did you get me?” You pouted when she just shook her head at you. “Just give me a hint!”

“Nope.” She grinned at the petulant huff you let out, dragging you when you dug in your feet a little and chuckling at your bratty attitude. “Don’t be naughty now, I have zero qualms about spanking you on a holiday.”

“Oh no!” You giggled when she shoved you in front of her and pinched you, peeking at her over your shoulder and feeling your face heat up when she growled playfully. “I’d hate that.”

“You’re such a brat.” She swatted you again when you started to go up the stairs in front of her, winking when you looked back at her again. “Coal for you next year.”

“Yeah, we’ll see.” You gasped when she pressed you against the wall and started peeling you out of your cold weather gear, trying not to squirm when she gave you that intense gaze as you bit your lip. “I’m so cute, don’t think you can help but buy me pretty things.”

“Maybe.” She kissed you when you helped her undo her coat, nuzzling your cheek when you slid it down her shoulders as she unwound your scarf. “Watch your hands, peach.”

“Sorry.” You weren’t, but you still took your hands off her ass, pecking her lips one more time and following her into the family room so you could watch her light the fire as you settled in front of the tree. “Now gimme my presents.”

Nat just muttered about how spoiled you were again before sitting behind you, pulling you back against her chest and kissing your hair before handing you a gift from the small pile. There weren’t too many, but they were all thoughtful and sweet and made you beam at her every time you opened one. You didn’t even know where she’d found a first edition of your favorite book, or how she remembered the antique cameo that your grandmother had lost, but you kept falling deeper in love with her every time you opened something new.

She loved everything you got her too, especially the homemade card and the earrings from that tiny little boutique the two of you had found in Brooklyn that she had fallen in love with. Every time she kissed you and told you how perfect the present you had gotten her was, you giggled like a schoolgirl, burying your face in her shoulder and playing with the hem of her sweater while you tried to act like you were deliriously in love with her.

“Sweet girl, a little peach necklace?” Nat kissed you again and smiled against your skin when you squirmed in her lap, gazing at you adoringly and squeezing your waist before leaning back. “I just have a few more for you, close your eyes.”

“What? Nat!” You did as she said when she just pinched your cheek. “But we opened everything, where did you hide more presents?”

“Don’t worry about it.” She helped you to your feet and started leading you down the hall slowly. “You know how sneaky I can be.”

“Yeeeeeah, but…” you snorted when she hushed you, pouting when she made you stop so she could open a door as you tapped your foot impatiently. “I don’t like not knowing what’s going on.”

“Well that’s okay, just open your eyes.”

It took you a second, but the cat tree and the little jungle gym and toys and bowls and then a little fuzzy baby was wobbling towards you and you almost screamed.

“Nat!!! Shut the fucking door, oh my god!” You scooped the little grey kitten with the folded ears and the red ribbon up and damn it, you were crying when you turned back towards Nat. “You got me a kitten?!”

“Not just a kitten, peach.” She was smiling so hard her cheeks hurt while she looked at you, cupping your cheek gently and wiping away the happy tears as she stepped closer to you. “Look at the ribbon.”

“O-okay.” The crying was starting to turn ugly but you didn’t care, kissing the baby on his little head and pulling on the ribbon until it came loose. “It’s a key.”

“Yeah, it’s your key.” She kissed you and cooed when you sobbed, wrapping you in her arms and continuing to give you that look that made you melt. “And I didn’t want to try to lead you upstairs with your eyes closed, but Yelena and Kate moved in a bunch of your clothes while we were on our walk, and Sam and Buck and Clint are all set to move in your furniture whenever you want…”

You grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her hungrily, moaning when you felt her grin against your lips and standing on your tiptoes so you could really drink her in. She held you until you finally pulled back to breathe, making you want to start blubbering when you saw her own eyes brimming with tears of happiness.

“I’m going to assume that means ‘yes’?” Nat pecked the tip of your nose while you nodded vehemently, her hands squeezing your hips while she kept smiling warmly at you. “Good, because I don’t think this little guy would enjoy split custody too much. You know what you want to name him?”

“Please, I would obviously end up with sole custody of the baby.” You scrunched up your face when she kept kissing your cheeks, cradling the kitten and leaning on her shoulder. “I think I’ll name him Gus.”

[chaoticwhisperedthoughts]

Does anyone has a ship, canon or not, from a movie/show that they never watched before and started to watch because of said ship? 'cause come to thing about it almost all my favorites I heard about it either here, ao3, wattpad, etc. Some I end it up watching and loving the show, but for the most part I didn't like it very much or just didn't have the patience to finish it, but to this day I will read fics and defend them no matter what happened in canon.

For me some examples ar like supercorp, swanqueen, dovesso, jemilly, holtzbert, wondercheetah and korrasami...

And don't even get me started on the amount of crushs that I have on characters that for the most part my only knowledge come from fics, posts or short clips from youtube, but I still would let those womem do whatever they want with me.

[romanoffsfavoritewriter]

Skin-to-skin

Natasha Romanoff x female reader

Word count: 881 (excluding spaces)

(Y/n is also a little but they both don’t know that, but they will in the future)

I stare aimlessly at the wall in front of me, laying on my side with my blanket wrapped around me from my legs to my chin. I hear soft rustling behind me, Natasha, I feel her wrap an arm around me, and her head lays on my shoulder, “What are you looking at, malysh?” She hums in a soft whisper.

I turn to look at her and say something but words don’t come out, I stare at her for a second and no words come out of my mouth. I turn back to look at the wall with a frown.

“Are you okay, malysh?” Natasha speaks her voice a bit louder. It may seem like a small thing but Natasha has never seen Y/n like this, usually, she was excited to be up in the morning.

“Mhm,” I hum.

Natasha removes her head from Y/n’s shoulder and lays it on her pillow but her arm stays wrapped around Y/n, “Could you turn around for me, sweets?”

I take a second to gather myself, for I don’t know what, and turn to Natasha. She has a worried look on her face. I stare at her blankly waiting for her to say something, her eyes soften and she moves her arm from being wrapped around me to the palm of her hand on my cheeks. She softly caresses her thumbs side to side on my cheeks, “Hi, babes” her voice goes back to a whisper.

I try to find the words to say something back but I don’t and start to panic, my breath picks up and my eyes fill with tears. Natasha immediately notices, “Hey, hey, it’s okay. Just breathe, dekta, it’s okay.” She wipes the baby hairs out of my face and tears roll down my face. I don’t know why I’m crying though.

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*2 minutes later*

Natasha continues to comfort me, my breath has calmed down and my crying has slowed down but I’m still crying.

Natasha softly pulls my head under her chin in the crook of her neck, I’m still wrapped in my blanket but I pull my arms out to wrap around Natasha so now my blanket is only wrapped up under my arms. Before I do wrap my arms around her, I pull her shirt down, hoping she’ll get what I’m trying to do.

“Are you trying to get me naked, dekta?” She says with an amused voice. I take my head out of the crook of her neck and stare at her.

Is she serious?

She’s smiling but that immediately goes away when she sees my face. I unwrap myself from my blanket and get up off the bed to stand and rewrap my blanket around me. I look at Natasha one more time and huff, then go out of our bedroom door, close it, and head towards the living room couch. The living room is much colder than our bedroom so I pull the blanket around me tighter.

I’m such an idiot for thinking she would want to do skin-to-skin contact.

I sit in the middle of the couch and stare at the tv hanging on the wall. I see my reflection and my hair is a mess, I decide I don’t want to look at myself and look below the tv and stare there until I hear our bedroom door open and footsteps follow.

I see Natasha’s figure appear in my peripheral vision. She sits on the couch facing me, “I’m sorry I said that what is it that want” she hums in a soft voice that makes me want to tell her what I want but I don’t, I’m mad at her.

She tried turning something innocent, sexual, she doesn’t even know though.

She moves closer putting a hand on my shoulder than one on my thigh. I turn and look at her.

“Could you please tell me what is it you want, malysh?”

I look at her and then down at my lap. Again my eyes swell with tears and they fall. I sniffle and use the back of my hand to wipe the tears away, “I want to try skin-to-skin contact with you.” I continue to cry and wipe my tears away, wiping them as hard as I can to make the tears stop.

Natasha’s eyes soften even more than they already are. She makes the quick decision and takes her shirt off and sets it on the side table, leaving her in her sports bra. She unwraps Y/n from her blanket, “Don’t wipe your eyes so hard, baby, don’t want you to hurt yourself.” She pulls Y/n’s hands away from her eyes.

“Arms up,” Y/n lift her arms and Natasha takes Y/n’s sweatshirt off, setting it with her shirt. She pulls Y/n onto her lap, leans against the armrest of the couch, situates Y/n so she’s straddling her, and pulls the Y/n’s blanket over them. She pulls Y/n into her, lays her head where her heart is, and uses one hand to rub her back and the other wrapped around Y/n’s waist.

“It’s okay, sweets, no more crying.”

Y/n eventually calms and now you hear her sniffling and hiccups from how hard she was crying.

“Are you okay now? You feel better?” Natasha looks down at her after asking,

Y/n sniffles, “Yes, thank you, nat, I love you” Y/n whispers, bringing her arms up from her side to wrap around Natasha’s wrap.

“I love you more, sweet girl”

Authors note: this is based on how I’ve been feeling rn and because I don’t have someone in real life to do this with so why not my favorite fictional character yk. Hope you liked and enjoyed this 🫶

[person4924]

NO BUT LILY EVANS DRESSING UP AS NATASHA ROMANOFF FOR HALLOWEEN.

[forensicheart]

Say Goodbye

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Summary: Natasha is given a mission, but it doesn’t exactly go to plan

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The sound of laughter filled the room, the atmosphere bright and joyful as everyone chatted away immersed in their conversations. I’m the corner of the room though sat someone that wasn’t as joyful or chatty as everyone else. She had a mission and she wasn’t going to let all these chatty personalities drag her away from completing that mission.

“Romanoff?” A voice came from her ear piece, cringing a little as she adjusted to the volume.

“Yes I’m here” Natasha took a look around the room trying to find anything suspicious while trying not to look suspicious herself.

“Good, now, do you see anyone that looks like this?” As the sentences was finished Natasha felt her phone vibrate in her purse. Pulling it out and turning it on she opened the messages and there she found a picture of a young looking women, around 23 years old, a champaign glass in hand and a formal attire fitting their body nicely. This women was quite pretty Natasha thought to herself as she continued to stare at the photo.

“This photo was taken last night at the museum event in London, she won’t look much different tonight I’m sure, we do know that she has someone accompanying her tonight though”

“And do we know who that is?”

“Not yet, but we will once you are able to get a clear picture of him”

“So my mission is to find him and get a clear photo and find her and bring her in?”

“Precisely” Natasha had not been warned about the first part of the mission but it shouldn’t have been too hard to do. Scanning the room once again Natasha couldn’t see any sign of either person so she decided to move spots and see if she could get a better view of the crowded room. As she stood though she bumped right into someone causing a drink to spill all over her dress.

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry! Hear me clean that up for you” The person that bumped into her spoke and when she looked up she saw the women from the photo. Putting on a smile Natasha gave a laugh and lightly touched the women’s arm.

“It’s alright, don’t worry about it, it’s my fault” The women grabbed a cloth from the table behind Natasha and gently beginning to dry and soak up as much of the liquid as she could from Natasha’s dress. This didn’t seem to be working much though and the women’s eyebrows draw together in thought and Natasha took this moment to get a good look at her. She was beautiful, even more than in the photo. Her hair smooth, her eyes sparkling, her smile bright.

“Would you allow me to take you up to my hotel room so I can get this cleaned and give you something else to wear?” Natasha thought for a moment, this could be a trap, this women could know that someone was here tonight to capture her or she could have a mission herself to bring in Natasha, but also this could give Natasha an advantage, make things easier, so she accepted.

The two made their way out of the building and across the road to a large hotel looking to be about 40 floors tall and far more expensive than it should be. The two walked in silence to the elevator riding it to the 37th floor where they stepped off and the women led Natasha to her hotel room. The women opened the door to the room and Natasha offered her a nod as she walked in naturally scanning the room for anything suspicious.

The sound of the door closing and locking behind her made Natasha instinctively tense and turn towards the door. But all she found was the women innocently hanging her jacket on a hook and placing her purse on the counter. The woman felt the stare on her and looked over to Natasha.

“I don’t believe I introduced myself” She held out her hand towards Natasha. “I’m Y/n L/n” Natasha took her hand and shook it.

“Lucy Grayson” The woman, Y/n, smiled in delight.

“It’s lovely to meet you Lucy, you can place your purse down if you’d like” She motioned towards the counter where she had placed hers just moments ago. “Would you like anything to eat or drink?”

“Uh no thanks, I’ll be ok” Natasha spoke cautiously placing her purse next to Y/n’s.

“Well I’m going to make a tea for myself why don’t you have a look at the dresses in my wardrobe, pick any to replace yours” Y/n’s smiled seemed genuine so Natasha gave one back and walked to where she assumed would be the bedroom.

There wasn’t much set up in the bedroom, a few books lying around and some papers thrown across a desk. This intrigued Natasha so she headed right for the desk and picked up one of the paper making sure not to mess with too much.

“Thought I told you to look at the dress, not snoop around my room” Natasha froze as she felt a cool metal rest against the back of her head. A body close behind her, their breath hot against her back. Natasha placed the paper down and raised her arms slowly turning around receiving a gun to the forehead and a frowning Y/n. Natasha didn’t waste another moment before disarming Y/n pushing her arm and grabbing the gun from her hand. Y/n tried to fight back but Natasha had already push her to the ground, her hands held behind her back and the gun pressed to her head as Natasha sat on her.

“And here I thought you were just another pretty face” Y/n says breathing heavily as she struggled under Natasha. Natasha laughed.

“While then you definitely underestimated me. Now-“ Pushing the gun further into Y/n’s head Natasha questioned. “Why were you at the event tonight?”

“I always go to events, this is anything new to sure I’m sure-“ Y/n kicked her leg around hitting Natasha managing to switch positions with her. “Natasha” Said person allowed her eyes to widen as she knew they wouldn’t be seen.

“Are you surprised? That I know who you are? That I know everything about you?”

“So that’s why you invited me back to your hotel room, I should’ve known you wouldn’t have been that nice” Y/n laughed.

“You’re right, you really should have and now you know what has to happen” Natasha sighed in response. Of course she knew and that’s why she wasn’t gonna let it happen, at least not to her. Natasha could hear the safety click off and the gun being centred on the back of her head.

“Say goodbye Romanoff” Just as Y/n finger moves towards the trigger though Natasha uses all her strength to roll over causing Y/n to fall to the ground and drop the gun which Natasha quickly grabbed holding it high above her head before bringing it down to hit Y/n’s temple leaving her unconscious.

“Not today bitch”