#mother!natasha romanoff

[upat4amwiththemoon]

Mom! Wandanat with a teen daughter reader who is going through her rebellious phase? Sneaking out, watching raunchy shows, ect but in reality she’s still a mama’s girl

Teenage phase

Summary: At the end of the day, nothing is more important than moms.

Pairing: WandaNat x daughter!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 649

a/n: I’m slowly (but surely) working through my requests :)

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore @emsmultiverse

She glances behind her one last time, making sure the door is closed, before swinging her legs to the other side. She grabs the metal ladder next to her window, climbing on top of it. Closing the window, Y/N starts going down until she can jump down to the ground.

With a giggle, Y/N jogs to her friend’s car and gets inside the passenger seat. “Hi.” She grins widely, dropping her bag to her feet.

“Hey, girl.” Her friend starts the car. “You got out without being noticed?”

Y/N scoffs. “I don’t think I can do anything without my moms noticing, but, they didn’t stop me.”

“I guess that’s the best you can do with spy parents.” The friend puts the radio on. “What’d you bring?”

“Some movies, new season of the show we’re watching and snacks.” Y/N digs through her bag, showing them to her friend. “Your favorite candy.” She shakes the plastic bag of sweets with a grin on her face.

“That’s why you’re my favorite.”

For hours, Y/N and her friend have been watching movies their parents wouldn’t allow them to see. They’re staying at a third friend’s house, whose parents are a lot more laid back and doesn’t mind the extra people coming in and out of the house in the middle of the night.

A phone starts ringing, making all of them groan and complain as they try to find out which phone it is. “It’s mine!” Y/N shouts, holding up her phone. “Shit, it’s my mom. What’s the time?”

“Six.”

“Christ.” Y/N answers the phone. “Hey, mom.” Her voice is cheery, though tired from being up all night.

“Hey, where are you?” Natasha’s voice comes through the phone.

“In my room, of course.”

Natasha grins, staring at the empty room in front of her. “Okay. Mind bringing some milk on your way to the kitchen? We’re out and I’m feeling like pancakes for breakfast.”

“Got it.” Y/N ends the call and turns to her friends. “I have to go, will you drive me? We need to go to the store on the way.”

“Can’t you stay? Your mom has to know you’re not home, so what’s a few more hours?”

“I can’t stay, because my mom needs milk for pancakes.” Y/N grabs her bag, stuffing all her things in there. “We can continue later. Keep the movie until then.”

“You do everything your mom says.” The friend sighs, but stands up and gets ready to leave.

She giggles. “Of course, they’re my moms.”

Y/N jogs to the side of the house and starts climbing up the ladders. On top, she opens the window and jumps in. Quickly, she changes into her nightwear and grabs two cartons of milk from her backpack.

Humming, she walks down the stairs and straight to the kitchen. “Here’s the milk you asked for.” Y/N sets the cartons on the table, right in front of Natasha.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” Natasha resta her elbows on the table, staring at Y/N. “Sleep well?”

“Yeah.”

Wanda slumps down the stairs, her eyes still half closed from tiredness. “Morning, baby.” She kisses the top of Y/N’s head. “Morning, honey.” She and Natasha kiss. “Why are you awake so early.”

Y/N yawns and points at Natasha. “I woke up when mom left for her run.”

“Natasha, you have to stop being so loud so early in the morning.” Wanda lectures with a shake of her head as she goes to get the ingredients for pancakes.

“Right, I’m so loud.” Natasha raises her brows and looks at Y/N, who only shrugs with a grin.

[scarlets-soldier]

Light Part Two

Read part one here

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x adopted!daughter

Summary: Natasha takes the girl back to her apartment and receives a surprise guest

Warnings: Mentions of child abuse/neglect

Word Count: 1485

A/N: Part two is out! Let me know what you think!

“Here we are, baby,” Natasha opens the door to her apartment, the girl still in her arms. She had taken the girl right from the Quinjet to her apartment, not wanting to subject the girl to more strangers.

 “I know it’s not much,” Natasha says, “I don’t have any toys for you to play with, I’m sorry. But I promise I’ll get you something soon.” The girl doesn’t respond, just clings tighter to Natasha. “All of my clothes will be too big but I’ll see if I can find something, does that sound good?”

 Natasha heads first to her closet. It’s difficult to look through her clothes with the girl still in her arms, but she refuses to put her down. Natasha tries to find her smallest clothes, but everything that’s small is also uncomfortable to wear or inappropriate for a child. Natasha is debating just letting the girl drown in one of her hoodies when there’s a knock at her door. The girl whimpers at the sound.

 “It’s okay,” Natasha reassures her, “I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”

 When Natasha opens the door, it’s Clint on the other side. Clint rarely knocks anymore, he’s the only one with constant access to her room. He’s holding a box.

 “Hey, sorry if I disturbed you, but I managed to scrounge up some things for you,” He walks in and sets the box on her table, “When I tell you Shield’s prepared for everything, trust me, they’re prepared for everything.”

 Then, Clint leaves, and Natasha takes a look in the box. It’s… supplies. Children supplies. It has clothes, diapers, toys, bottles, pacifiers, anything you could think of to get a child. Natasha wonders briefly where Shield keeps things like this, but she has more pressing matters to deal with.

 “Look what we have,” Natasha says, “I’m sure some of these clothes will fit you, and there’s some toys for you to play with. Isn’t it nice, baby?”

 The girl doesn’t respond. Natasha grabs out some clothes that look the right size, and a diaper, just in case. The last thing either of them need is for the girl to have an accident and panic. She grabs some of the plastic toys that look like they can get wet and prepares to convince the girl to get in a bath.

 “I think we should get you all nice and clean before we put you in these nice clothes, don’t you think?” Natasha says, “I think a bath sounds so nice right now. You’ll get all nice and clean, does that sound good?”

 The girl doesn’t respond, Natasha’s not even sure she’s listening. The girl doesn’t react until they get into the bathroom and Natasha starts to put her down. The girl whimpers and tries to cling to Natasha.

 “It’s alright, I’m not going anywhere,” Natasha says, “I just need to get you out of these dirty clothes.”

 The girl shrinks back and starts crying. But she doesn’t fight when Natasha pulls the dirty hospital gown over her head. Natasha gently places her in the water. The girl just curls up in the corner of the bathtub. Natasha puts some of the toys in the water with her.

 “Look, look at all these fun toys,” Natasha picks one up, a Barbie, “Don’t you want to play with them?”

 The girl doesn’t react and Natasha sighs to herself. Natasha picks up the soap, narrating everything as she does it, hoping the girl will relax a little if she knows what’s happening. The girl doesn’t look any happier, but she doesn’t look any more scared or anxious, so Natasha counts it as a win. She’s quick with it, washing away all the dirt and grime before lifting the girl out and wrapping her in a towel. She’s quick to dry her off and put her in the clothes and the diaper before grabbing a hairbrush. Natasha chooses to ignore the cuts and bruises that cover the girl and focuses on combing the knots out of her hair. Natasha accidentally tugs on a knot and the girl shrieks and grabs at her hair.

 “I’m sorry,” Natasha grabs the girl and pulls her into her chest, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. It was an accident, I’m so sorry. I’ll be more gently from now on, okay?” The girl doesn’t say anything, but she stops trying to squirm away and lets Natasha gently comb the rest of her hair.

 When they’re done, the girl looks up at Natasha with her big, round, sad eyes and yawns. Natasha’s heart melts and she can’t help but coo at her and bring her closer to kiss her forehead. The girl likes it when Natasha does that, and she vows to kiss the girl’s head as often as she can.

 “Are you tired?” Natasha asks, “You had such a big day, it’s no wonder. I’ll get you a nice bottle of milk and you can go to sleep, okay?”

 Natasha carries the girl out to the kitchen and is startled to see Nick Fury sitting at her kitchen table. Natasha tenses and the girl notices, starting to pull her head out of Natasha’s neck. Natasha holds the back of her head and keeps her face turned away from Fury. She puts her finger to her lips to tell Fury to stay quiet. She makes a bottle quickly, keeping the girl turned away from Fury, and takes her out to the living room. She sits them on the couch where she knows the girl can’t see into the kitchen.

 “Here you go baby,” Natasha says, ignoring the fact that she knows Fury can hear them, “Let’s try a nice warm bottle. There you go,” Natasha smiles at her when she takes the bottle in her mouth and starts to drink. She stares up at Natasha while she drinks, her eyes drooping more and more as the milk disappears. By the time the milk is gone, the girl’s eyes are closed and she makes a quiet sound when Natasha takes the bottle away, but she relaxes when Natasha presses a pacifier past her lips. Natasha still ignores Fury as she stands and carries the girl to her room and settles her in the bed and tucks her in, turning the lights off but leaving the door cracked open.

 “Sir,” Natasha sits across from Fury at the table, “I’m not sure what the others told you but–”

 “I’m not here to talk about the others,” Fury says, “I’m here to give you this.” He slides a folder towards her. She grabs it an opens it and sees a picture of the girl on the front page. She looks back up. “Stark managed to pull some files from the base before we destroyed it. He found this, thought you might want it.”

 “Thank you sir,” Natasha says, “We’re getting her checked out by Dr. Cho in the morning before we decide what to do with her.”

 “Do you think I’m stupid?”

 “What?” Natasha leans back, startled.

 “I said, do you think,” Fury leans forward, “I’m stupid?”

 “No sir.”

 “Agent Romanoff, do you honestly expect me to believe that you will ever give that girl up?”

 Natasha takes a slow breath, then looks down at the folder in her hands.

 “No sir.”

 “Good,” He says, “Glad we’re in agreement. You are one of the best agents I have. And contrary to popular belief, I care about my agents, you especially Romanoff. I know this girl makes you happy and I want you to have the happiness you were denied for so long. Which is why I also brought this.” He slides another folder across the table. Natasha picks it up and almost drops it in shock when she opens it.

 “Adoption papers?”

 “I have connections. I’m able to fast-track some things. This included. Normally it would take months to even prove this girl is a citizen, let alone allow her to be adopted, but I pulled some strings. Sign these and she’s yours.”

 “Sir, I can’t just…”

 “I’m not asking you to retire and move to a farm in Ohio and be neighbours with Barton. I’m telling you to adopt your daughter and raise her here. You’re still the best agent we have, we won’t let you go this quickly.”

 Fury stands up. Natasha stands with him. She has so much she wants to say, but her words fail her.

 “Take as much time as you need to think it over,” Fury says, “When you’re ready, put those on my desk and it’s official.”

 After he leaves, Natasha looks down at both folders. She opens the first one and starts to read.

 Name: Rose Tremblay

 Age: 3

 Birthplace: Saint-Nicolas, Quebec

 Parents: William and Alice Tremblay (Deceased)

 “Rose,” Natasha whispers to herself, “I promise no one will ever hurt you again.”

 And then Natasha grabs a pen.

[togrowoldinv]

*Y/n and Nat trying to tuck their daughter into bed*

Y/n: Close your eyes, sweetheart

The little girl: Can I sleep with you and Mama?

Natasha: Not tonight, malyshka. You can sleep in your big girl bed

The girl, pouting to Y/n: It’s not fair. You get to snuggle with Mama every night and I’m all alone in here

Y/n: Oh, that’s so sweet. What do you think, Nat?

Natasha, smiling softly: Come on, baby girl. Let’s go snuggle

[rxmqnova]

Natasha: Y/N, you're not actually alergic to bacon. It's a lie Wanda came up with so that you'd eat healthier.

Y/N: It's not like that, Nat. I'm alergic to a lot of stuff. Bacon, donuts, Halloween candies, not saying 'thank you'

Y/N: ...

Y/N: Oh.

[lexnierg]

Oh nothing, just Natasha's body

[incorrectquotesmcu]

Natasha: Can Y/N and I have some privacy, please?

Tony: Ha, they’re gonna do it.

Natasha: No, we’re gonna fight! … And then maybe afterwards we’ll do it.

[writerslittlelibrary]

I'm your mother now, chapter 5

masterlist series masterlist

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8

summary: you start to grow a little closer to Natasha, and you start realising that having Yelena around can be extremely beneficial…

pairing: Dark!Natasha x teen reader, Yelena x niece reader

warnings: yelling, a lot of swearing, dark themes, kinda evil Natasha, translated Russian

genre: angst, fluffy auntie Yelena

words: 2094

a/n: it took a little while, but chapter 5 is finally here 🙌 (not proofread yet)

You do not have my permission to repost, copy or translate my work

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These past few days, while Yelena was around, you noticed Natasha's temper wasn't nearly as bad as it had been since your stay with her. She was less aggressive, she got mad at you way less and when she did, Yelena would be there to scold her, which is usually how you didn't end up with a red handprint on your cheek.

Yelena was still upstairs, and while you and Natasha were casually eating breakfast, you accidentally spilled the glass of juice you were supposed to drink.

You immediately tensed up, scared of the way Natasha would react, especially without Yelena here. However, Natasha seemed rather calm, which was something that freaked you out even more. She calmly stood up and made her way towards you, casually slapping you across the face. 

Your eyes were already filling with tears, but Natasha simply walked back to her seat and sat down, continuing to eat. 

“Well?” Natasha motioned towards the mess you made. “Clean it up.”

You stood up with tears in your eyes, grabbing a cloth to clean up the mess you made, when you heard an angry ‘Suka’ come from your side. 

You turned to your side and saw Yelena standing there, hands on her hips and an upset expression on her face. “Was that really necessary?” she scolded Natasha in an angry tone, yet Natasha just shrugged.

“You can't just keep hitting her and then expect love in return, Natasha. That is not how it works,” Yelena exclaimed angrily, yet Natasha remained unbothered.

“I am her mother and therefore I must discipline her when she does something wrong-”

“You're not my mother,” you said quietly as you worked up the courage to look at her. “What did you just say?” Natasha asked as she stood up and glared at you. You were almost going to keep your mouth shut, but you felt safer expressing your opinion with Yelena in the room.

“You're not my fucking mother!” 

“Mind your language young lady I am-” 

“No you're not! You don't hurt someone you love! A real mother would never hurt her child!” you yelled at her, and both Natasha and Yelena seemed to be a little taken back by your sudden outburst of anger. 

There was a short silence. Natasha took a deep breath, probably calculating what she was about to say. You looked over at Yelena, who just stood there with a proud smirk on her face.

Your eyes were filled with fear, yet Yelena stood rather relaxed. 

“She's right,” she told Natasha, who then looked at her with betrayal in her eyes. 

“What? You go hit me too?” Yelena asked Natasha, noticing the look in her eyes. “Whose side are you on, sestra?” Natasha then asked Yelena, to which Yelena merely shrugged. 

“On the side of whoever I think is right, and you are wrong,” she then said, coming to stand next to you. She laid her hand on your shoulder, and you flinched slightly. “You see?” Yelena asked Natasha after she felt you flinch. “She flinches even at a loving touch. Hurting her does more harm than good,” she then explained to Natasha, turning to look at you.

“Go upstairs and draw for a bit,” Yelena started, before she leaned a little closer to you so she could whisper in your ear. “I have something for you later.”

You gave Yelena a small smile, before glancing at Natasha with worry and making your way to the stairs, quickly climbing them and walking towards your room. When you walked into your room, you immediately shut your door, slightly frustrated at the lack of a lock.

You felt you were safer with Yelena in the house, but you didn't feel very safe anyway. What if Natasha kicked Yelena out? What if Yelena was simply performing an act? It was still Natasha’s house, and as far as you knew, she got the last say in the matter.

You let yourself fall onto your bed, staring at the ceiling as you heard yelling coming from downstairs.

It was mainly Natasha you heard, and you figured Yelena managed to stay fairly calm even though Natasha was so enraged. You sighed as you sat back up, deciding to follow Yelena's order and draw for a bit. 

After about an hour, you heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and you immediately tensed up.

They didn't sound like angry footsteps, so you figured it must be Yelena that was making her way upstairs. When you heard a knock on your door, you knew for a fact it was Yelena trying to make her way towards you.

You told her she could enter, and only after you gave permission she came in. “You make lovely drawings, malen’kiy pauk,” (little spider) she told you as she sat down on your bed after glancing at your drawing. You closed your sketchbook and turned your desk chair around so you could face her. 

Yelena smiled at you, while you just looked down and picked at the skin around your nails.

Yelena noticed your actions, and stood up quickly, stopping in front of you and grabbing your hands, pulling you to your feet. 

“We go on a surprise now,” she said as you looked at her in surprise, before giving her a smile.

“What kind of surprise?” you asked her, but Yelena just shook her head and gave a snort of amusement. “If I tell you, it would not be a surprise now would it.” You smiled at her, and Yelena grasped your hand and turned to the door, dragging you with her.

She walked down the stairs, dragging you with her. You saw Natasha sitting at the kitchen counter with her head in her hands, but Yelena was quick to drag you past it and to the front door.

You stopped moving when you saw Yelena open the front door. She turned around when she noticed you stopped moving, and you just shook your head.

“I'm not allowed outside…” you told her softly, yet Yelena just smiled.

“I am going with you, so you are allowed,” Yelena told you, giving your hand a gentle pull as she walked out the door. You hadn’t gone through the front door yet, and you allowed yourself to take a deep breath the moment you stepped outside.

You had obviously been outside before, but falling from a window was a little different than being allowed to go outside through the front door.

Yelena walked to her car, blindly trusting that you would follow her. You did, and as she got in the driver's seat you got in the passenger's seat.  Yelena started the car, putting on some music and driving away.

“Won't Natasha be mad?” you asked while looking outside, admiring the thick layers of soft, fluffy snow that laid on the forest floor. 

“Natasha will get over it,” Yelena replied, not taking her eyes off the road.

You absentmindedly nodded your head, continuing to look outside while you hummed along to the songs on the radio. 

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After driving for about two hours, you noticed a little town which Yelena drove into, parking her car and getting out. 

You looked towards her confused, but she couldn't see you as she stood outside. You didn't dare move. You were afraid to get out of the car, fearful that the situation might be a test. After about 5 minutes, Yelena opened your door, looking inside the car with a smile on her face. 

“Are you going to sit there all day?”  

You looked at her surprised, before you got out of the car and took Yelena's hand. “Are you sure Natasha is okay with this?” you asked Yelena as you walked, yet she just shrugged.

“Natasha will get over it. Now, what should we do first?” Yelena asked as she led you towards a small mall, walking inside.

“I saw you liked stuffed animals,” Yelena stated as she started walking a certain direction, dragging you along with her. “You will like build-a-bear. lt is new in this area,” Yelena said as she walked into the store, letting go of your hand so you could look around.

You smiled as you looked at the different stuffed animal, stopping as you picked up a light brown bunny. “You like that one?” you heard Yelena ask, who was now standing behind you.

You nodded your head, and before you could do anything else, Yelena took your hand and dragged you towards an employee to get your bunny filled. 

When the bunny was filled with the stuffing to your liking, Yelena insisted you pick out an outfit for the bunny to wear. Once the entire experience was completed, you walked out of the store. Yelena holding your left hand, while your right one carried your new bunny. 

You thanked Yelena at least 10 times, and she just kept saying it was her pleasure.

After she treated you to some ice-cream, she told you you had to get a few things for movie night, and she dragged you into the nearest grocery store.

The store wasn't very large, but it had everything you'd need. Yelena grabbed a few things she needed, while she told you to find the candy aisle and pick out 3 bags of sweets. 

You happily found the candy aisle, looking at the different kinds of candy before picking out your favorite ones. A lot of the candies you didn't recognise, and of course you were unable to read the packaging. When you were about to go and find Yelena again, you were stopped by a woman.

“Ty propavshaya devushka?” (are you the missing girl?) she asked you, but you just looked at her confused

“You missing girl?” the woman repeated in the best English she could. Your eyes widened in alarm, and you didn't know what to do.

When you didn't respond, the woman looked worried and reached for her phone. She typed in 112, which you figured was the emergency number in this country.

Before she called it, she showed you the phone, nodding at you. You lightly shook your head. Your eyes were wide with shock and fear. What would Natasha do to you if she found out someone called the emergency number for  you?

The woman looked at you with concern, and you let out a small gasp of surprise when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Chto-to zdes’ ne tak?” (is there something wrong here?) you heard Yelena ask the woman in Russian, and the woman looked at her suspiciously. You lowered your gaze as Yelena had a stare down with the woman.

The woman looked at you with concern, before she decided it would be best to walk away. 

The moment she was out of sight, you turned around to face Yelena, starting to apologize for everything you might've done wrong.

Yelena just shushed you, grabbing your face in between her hands as she told you it was okay. She grabbed the bags of candy from you and put them in her cart, turning back to you and giving you a hug. “It's okay, you did nothing wrong.”

You didn't even realize you were crying until Yelena wiped the tears away and smiled softly at you. 

“Let's go home, yeah?” 

Yelena paid for the groceries and you walked back to the car. It was already late, and the sun was starting to set. Yelena got you situated in the passenger seat, giving you a blanket she kept in the back while you hugged your new bunny close.

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When the car came to a stop again, you were already fast asleep, snoring slightly while you kept the bunny clutched to your chest.

Yelena couldn't help but coo at how cute you looked. She saw Natasha standing in the doorway. She figured Natasha opened the door when she heard the car come back.

Yelena got out of the car, walking to Natasha and giving her a hug. “She's okay, sestra. She'll love you easier now,” Yelena said as Natasha walked to the car, opening your door. She leaned forwards and gently picked you up. You stirred a little before you settled into her arms, snuggling closer to her chest. 

Natasha smiled at your actions, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before she walked into the house, walking upstairs and placing you in your bed.

She gave you another kiss on your forehead, tugging you in. “Goodnight my precious princess,” she said before she walked to the door, leaving your room. 

Maybe Natasha really wasn't that bad…

chapter 6

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[i-writes-things]

HI! I want to say that I love you writing a lot, It's so good💖.

I was wondering if you could write (is you don't want to it's fine) Natasha x Teen!daughter reader where reader goes on a mission with Steve, but she doesn't come back and everyone is doing everything to find her but it's like only a few days later that they find her injured. (you can choose what happened and where they find and rescue her) and can you do it as a reader insert (if you don't want to that's totally fine.)

Thank you :) keep up the good work!💜

Aw thank you!

I haven't posted in a while.

So Mama!Nat seems like a good reboot to start with.

"Hey, mom."

"What the hell were you thinking." Natasha growls at Steve before glancing at you.

"I wasn't." Steve starts, "I was unconscious. Y/n saved us. Me, really."

"That I did." Y/n is laying uncomfortably in the grass, her leg propped up. "Barely."

"Steve, I told you to keep her in your sights."

"I did-"

"He was, Mom!"

"Y/n, this isn't your mess." She turned back to scold Steve, but Y/n wasn't having it.

"Not my mess. I'm the one who cleaned the whole damn thing up!" Steve mumbled something with his head down as Natasha turned back toward her daughter. "I dragged Steve out. I cleared the building, I got the hard drive, I was the one who contacted you! Steve was out cold up until 10 hours ago!" Wishing she could stomp away right about now, Y/n huffed and worked on moving herself to a better position. Natasha was silent, tapped her shoe on the ground. Steve walked away.

"Bruce!" He went looking for the little green man.

"I'm sorry."

"For-"

"For forgetting you're not my 8 year old babygirl, who accidentally lit fireworks in the Compound, anymore." She lowered herself to meet Y/n. "You're now," She pulled your chin back towards her "my brave, ambitious and amazing young woman." Taking a glance at your swollen knee, she whispers, "I'm so proud of you."

"I tripped an alarm." You began, "Steve was sitting out in the hall and I thought," Steve and Bruce's footsteps could be heard.

"I thought I was gonna be attacked!" Y/n voice totally changes, leaving Natasha suspicious and Steve told Bruce to listen in. "I mean he was coming for me, Steve," She gestured to him "out in the wall and they gotten me and silly unconscious Steve cornered, quite easily actually." Natasha stared at Y/n trying to get the whole story. She couldn't find a reason. "I had him in choke hold-" Steve threw his hand in the air and Bruce took Steve over to a makeshift table to look "I just tripped." Y/n looked down at her stupid swollen knee.

"What?"

"We weren't cornered, I only had to take down maybe 3 guys. Be that was way before this. I thought I could be cool and do a flip off the wall. Try to at least, I was feeling it and I tripped as I ran to the wall."

"Thank god." Natasha closes her eyes in thanks.

"What? That I fell? Thanks mom. Love you too."

"Young lady, we both know you would have needed stitches if you tried that." Y/n huffed feeling defenseless.

"Whatever."

"So you tried to tell Steve a cooler story." She cocked an eyebrow.

"Tried? I did tell him a way cooler story. Now he thinks more of me! Goal Accomplished!" Y/n smiled, pumping a fist in the air.

"Oh. my. god. Your gonna have to tell him."

"Mom, no." You dreaded this.

"Y/n, yes!" She booped your nose. "You tell him or I do!" She said in a sing song voice. Y/n groans and stands with Natasha's help, wobbling back to the Quin jet.

"I hate Steve sometimes you know that. Why can't he just be oblivious? Mom pleeasse!"

"Okay baby, I'll tell him."

"No no. I will fine fine, you've convinced me. You're so mean." Y/n and Natasha continued to hobble along on the grass.

"Love you too." Natasha waves Steve and Bruce back and they all ride home together.

[jamestasha]

Natasha protecting an orphaned boy in Secret Avengers (2010) (Issues #24, #25, #29, #31 , #36 and #37)

[delulu-with-wandanat]

(HOLYSHIT still very much is) Stuck in our Universe

(Fast forward they explained the multiverse and whatnot and proved this wasn’t some prank from marvel studio)

Scarlett: I really still can’t believe it’s real…

Natasha: Believe me, I’m still pretty shock too.

Scarlett *motherly look*: So then… Your backstory, you really went through all of that?

Natasha *faint sad smile*: Yes.

Scarlett: You’re a very strong woman, Natasha. I’m sorry for all the pain you had to endure, I hope you know that you are an inspiration to myself and many other women.

Natasha *touched*: Thank you, Scarlett.

- Meanwhile -

Elizabeth: So… you can do actual witchy stuff?

Wanda *glaring*: Clearly, as I rendered you unconscious

Elizabeth: Well you have a shitty attitude-

Wanda: You SMACK my girlfriend!

Elizabeth: I still can’t believe you’re dating Natasha. Scarlett and I barely have any screen time together.

Wanda: Oh please, I could do better than some walking chatgpt-

Vision:

Finally a Scarlett and Natasha interaction 😩🫶 @jeyansbadhabets

I read somewhere and they said “No one loves Natasha Romanoff more than Scarlett Johansson” and I just had to give them almost like a mother/daughter interaction.

Ps: I’m sure Elizabeth Olsen also loves Wanda Maximoff but unfortunately I’m obsessed on writing chaotic Wanda who for some reason has personal beef with Lizzie LMAO-

[confidant-thoughts]

“In another universe it would have been them” - 😔✊

[upat4amwiththemoon]

Still works

Summary: When the counting starts, you better run.

Pairing: WandaNat x daughter!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 276

a/n: just a silly little thing

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore @emsmultiverse @natashamaximoff69

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“Why do I have to do that?” Y/N groans, stomping her foot to the ground. “That’s not my job.”

Wanda sighs, rubbing her forehead, while Natasha gives her a look. “That’s how housework goes, you have to pitch in, and I mean in more ways that cleaning your room.” Wanda explains, her patience growing thinner every moment Y/N fights against her.

“But that’s not fair!” She whines. “I clean my room and go to school, those are my jobs.”

Biting the inside of her cheek, Wanda takes a moment to compose herself. ”5…” The moment Wanda starts counting, Y/N frowns. This hasn’t been used on her since she was eight years old. “4…”

“That isn’t going to work on me anymore.” Rolling her eyes, Y/N crosses her hands over her chest. From Natasha’s point of view, she and Wanda look identical.

Not caring, Wanda continues staring Y/N down, waiting for her to back down. “3..”

Her lips turn into a line, holding the eye contact to the best of her ability. She doesn’t want to back down, she’s a teenager now, that means she’s supposed to push her parents’ boundaries for once.

One of Wanda’s brows raise. “Two…” There’s a pause, everything is quiet. Natasha is grinning silently. “O-“

“Fine!” Y/N takes her eyes off of Wanda’s. “Fine, I’m on it. Already doing it.” She groans and starts stomping up the stairs.

Wanda smiles. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

Chuckling quietly, Natasha steps closer to Wanda. “That was something. Kinda hot.” She smirks.

“Oh, shut it.” Wanda shakes her head with a laugh. “But it’s good to know my tricks still work.”

[scarlets-soldier]

Light Part One

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x adopted!daughter

Summary: Natasha finds a little girl in a Hydra facility and feels a special connection with her

Warning: Mentions of violence, hints of child abuse/neglect, Hydra kidnapped the girl so you can imagine what they did but there’s nothing specific in this chapter, mentions of the Red Room and Natasha not being able to have children, more warnings will probably be added in future chapters

Word count: 1989

A/N: First chapter of this AU, let me know what you think! I have the first few chapters planned but if you have any ideas of things you want to see let me know

The title comes from the song “Light” by Sleeping at Last

“Floor two’s all clear.”

 The emergency lights flicker overhead as Natasha walks slowly down the hallway, Clint behind her. The team is taking down a Hydra base that popped up a few miles from the Avengers compound. Fury heard a rumour that Hydra was convening at the base before attacking the Avengers. Naturally, the team decided to take them down before they could get a chance.

 “Do another sweep then head back to the jet,” Steve replies, “I’m almost done – crap! I’ve got hostiles on floor four, I need backup.”

 “On our way,” Clint says. Just as Natasha is about to run to the stairs, she hears a noise. With one look at Clint, she knows he heard it too. It comes again. Natasha can’t quite make out what it is, but it’s something and they can’t leave a Hydra agent here to attack them later.

 “You go,” Natasha says, “I’ll check it out and meet you up there.”

 “Nat–”

 “Go Clint, I got this.”

 Clint hesitates for another minute before he rolls his eyes and leaves for the stairs. Natasha can hear him mumbling about how stubborn she is and she smirks. She heads toward the source of the noise, her gun held out in front of her. She walks down the hallway a little more and stops outside a doorway. She can hear it more clearly now that she’s closer. It sounds like… it almost sounds like crying. Slowly, very slowly, Natasha eases into the room. Her brow furrows, there isn’t an agent in here ready to ambush her. There isn’t even a snivelling scientist. Then, she hears a sniffle. She turns to her left and her eyes are drawn down.

 It's a child.

 A girl, no more than three or four, Natasha figures. She’s crying, shaking in her flimsy hospital gown. She’s thin, her cheeks hollowed and her eyes sunken. She isn’t wearing shoes. But what Natasha notices immediately is the gun she has trained at the redhead. Natasha gasps and holsters her gun. She puts her hands up and slowly kneels in front of the girl.

 “Okay,” Natasha says, “It’s alright, I’m not here to hurt you.” The girl doesn’t react. “I’m Natasha, can you tell me your name?” More silence, “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not a bad guy, I’m not with them, with the people who took you. I’m with the good guys and I’m here to take you away from the bad people so they can’t hurt you anymore.” The girl’s arms are shaking. Natasha takes a deep breath. “That looks heavy, maybe you should put it down so we can have a little talk, okay?” The girl doesn’t respond, but her hands lowered slightly. “I won’t hurt you, I promise.” The girl still isn’t responding or putting the gun down and Natasha thinks back when she spent time with Clint and his kids. She slowly raises her hand, her pinky outstretched. “I pinky promise I won’t hurt you. You can’t break a pinky promise.”

 After a long, agonizing moment, the girl drops the gun with a clatter. Natasha breathes a sigh of relief.

 “Thank you,” Natasha says, “That’s very good. Is it okay if I come closer?” The girl doesn’t react. Natasha moves an inch forward and the girl flinches back into the wall behind her. “Okay,” Natasha says, “I’m sorry for scaring you. We need to leave now, okay? Before the bad people come back.” The girl still doesn’t react. “Can I tell you a secret? I grew up in a place like this. The bad people hurt me too and I was very scared, but I left them and I’m safe now. No one hurts me anymore. I promise if you come with me, I will keep you safe. No will ever hurt you again.” Natasha holds her open hands out, trying to coax the girl away from the wall. Suddenly, the girl lunges forward into Natasha’s arms. She wraps her arms around Natasha’s neck. Natasha puts her own around the girl’s waist and lifts her in the air.

 “You’re being so brave right now,” Natasha says, “You’re doing so good, it’s alright.”

 Natasha keeps muttering soft praises as she carries the girl back to the Quinjet. She goes inside and goes straight for one of the seats in the back. She sits down with the girl in her lap. The girl refuses to let go of Natasha and Natasha, frankly, is glad. She doesn’t know what it is, but she feels drawn to the girl and wants to hold her for as long as possible.

 “Clint,” Natasha says quietly, “Change of plans, I’m back on the jet, I can’t come meet you guys. You good?”

 “Are you hurt?”

 “No,” Natasha says, “But I can’t come help.”

 “Okay,” Clint says, “We’ve got it covered, give us five.”

 Natasha doesn’t respond. She runs her fingers through the girl’s hair. It’s greasy and knotted and Natasha starts planning for how she can get the girl in a bath once they got back to the compound. The girl is shivering, no doubt freezing with how little she’s wearing. Natasha grabs her bag and pulls her jacket out, wrapping it around the girl’s shoulders.

 “Do you think you want to tell me your name now?” Natasha asks quietly. The girl raises her head slightly to look in Natasha’s eyes but doesn’t speak. “No?” Natasha says, “That’s okay, malyshka, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” The girl doesn’t say anything, just puts her head back in Natasha’s neck. Natasha rubs the girl’s back and frowns when she can feel her ribs. They must’ve starved her. Natasha swallows the anger and sadness that bubbles up inside her.

 “Are you hungry detka?” Natasha asks, “We have some food here.” The girl doesn’t respond, but Natasha searches through the rations anyway. It’s packed full with protein bars that Steve insists they bring. Natasha searches until the very bottom. She grins victoriously when she pulls out a pack of fruit snacks. They’re Clint’s, but he won’t mind too much. She opens the package and dumps them in her hand before gently moving the girl until she’s sitting up slightly. Natasha offers the gummies to her, but she doesn’t take them.

 “It’s alright,” Natasha says, “They’re for you, I promise. Here,” Natasha takes one and eats it, “See? They’re delicious.” Hesitantly, the girl grabs one, rolling it around in her hand for a moment before she puts it in her mouth. Natasha smiles. “See?” Natasha says, “Delicious.”

 The girl chews, swallows, and then grabs a handful from the pile and shoves them in her mouth. Natasha laughs and can’t stop herself from kissing the girl’s forehead. Natasha leans back but sits back up when she notices how the girl freezes, eyes wide open, gummies half chewed.

 “I’m sorry,” Natasha said, “I didn’t mean to upset you, I won’t do it again. I wasn’t trying to hurt you.”

 The girl thinks for a moment, then she leans forward and presses her forehead against Natasha’s lips. Natasha smiles and gives her another kiss. Natasha knows the girl probably hasn’t gotten any kindness or love with Hydra, much like Natasha with the Red Room. The girl has probably never had someone hold her, or kiss her head, or do anything nice without expecting something in return. She’s trusting Natasha, letting her hold her, feed her, but Natasha knows there are still things that she will need time adjusting to. It won’t be easy, but Natasha knows she can help her. Natasha can help her unlearn what Hydra taught her and show her how to be a normal kid. Natasha will hold her, and keep her safe, and be the mother she never got to have. Wait, what?

 “Shit, Nat, could’ve used you out there,” Clint says, “What was so important that – oh.”

 Natasha looks up, a pleading look in her eyes. She doesn’t want Clint to make a big deal out of it. Steve and Tony will, the two of them would give Natasha a look and ask her all types of questions she doesn’t want to answer. Natasha needs Clint to understand, she needs Clint to vouch for her, she needs Clint to be on her side.

 “I couldn’t leave her,” Natasha says, “She looked so–”

 “Hey,” Clint says, “I get it, I get it. I would’ve done the same thing. Hey little one,” Clint kneels down and places her hand on the girl’s back. The girl whimpers and tries to shift further into Natasha’s arms. Clint immediately backs off.

 “It’s okay,” Natasha says, “He’s a friend. He’s my friend. He won’t hurt you.”

 “It’s okay, Nat,” Clint says, “She’s probably only comfortable with you. I’m not offended.”

 “Nat, are you hurt?” Steve’s voice booms throughout the jet, “Tony can fly you back faster than the jet if there’s an emergency.”

 “She’s not hurt,” Clint says.

 “I’d like to hear that from her,” Steve says, “No offence Clint.” Steve comes into view and he freezes. “Um, where did the kid come from?”

 “She–”

 “Is she hurt or not Capsicle?” Tony joins the group, “Getting to the point would be – what the fuck?”

 “Quiet Tony,” Natasha hisses, “She can hear you.”

 “Okay, who the hell is she? Last I checked you couldn’t have one of those.”

 Natasha buries the hurt that surfaces with Tony’s words. She knows he doesn’t mean anything by it, he’s just an ass. He can’t possibly know how much the Red Room still haunts her, how much it pains her to think of what they took from her.

 “Jesus, Tony,” Clint says, “Nat found her inside, you don’t suggest we go put her back do you?”

 Natasha shoots Clint a grateful look, then scowls at Tony. Tony opens his mouth but no sound comes out. He makes eye contact with Natasha and the glare Natasha is giving him makes him gulp.

 “No, I… I don’t think that,” Tony taps a few buttons on his watch, “I’ll get Bruce to give her a lookover when we get back.”

 “Where’s Dr. Cho?” Natasha asks. Tony pauses, “How soon can she get to New York?”

 “Um, I’m not sure, I can ask, but–”

 “I think it’s better if a woman checks her out,” Natasha says, “Got it?”

 “It’ll be faster if we let Bruce do it, he’s just as good and Helen and–”

 “I don’t care if he was the best goddamn doctor in the world,” Natasha snaps, “I’m not asking again, where is Helen Cho?” Natasha is prepared to give Tony a piece of her mind when Clint’s hand on her arm stops her.

 “Tony, she’s a traumatized little girl,” He says bluntly, “She’s not going to react well to a man. How many female agents did we find in that base? Yeah, none. Take a wild guess who was hurting her.” Tony looks almost ashamed, he’s a least a little sheepish.

 “Yeah, alright, I’ll call Cho, but don’t be surprised if she can’t get here until morning,” Tony points at Natasha, “She’s your responsibility until then, got it?”

 “Got it.”

 Natasha looks back down and finds the girl staring up at her. Natasha smiles reassuringly and the girl doesn’t smile back, but she gently touches her fingers to Natasha’s smile and Natasha kisses her fingertips gently. The girl’s lips tick up just slightly and Natasha doesn’t think she’s seen a better sight in all her life. Natasha can hear the boys talking around her, but she tunes them out and focuses on the girl in her arms. Natasha leans down until her mouth is right next to the girl’s ear.

 “We get to spend the whole night together,” Natasha whispers, “Just you and me baby, does that sound good?” The girl doesn’t respond, just presses her forehead against Natasha’s lips again. Natasha smiles and grips a little tighter.

[badingsm]

happy birthday, my dearest sunshine!

[kaziee2]

Sweet Child of Mine

Summary: A child clings to Natasha

Warning: Cursing, self-doubt

Pairs: [Wanda x Natasha] [Natasha x child!reader] [Wanda x child!reader] [ small feat. Tommy & Billy]

[Words: 2.4k] [A/n: not proof read, God was this in my drafts for so long, all mistakes are my own, and I would gladly take constructive criticism. Hope you guys enjoy!!!]

[Masterlist]

Natasha walked down the corridors of the Hydra base stealthily, checking each room and corner before moving to the next. It was a simple mission; infiltrate the base, recover Hydra files, then get out. Nothing was out of the ordinary at first, of course with the few Hydra agents now and then that she would come across, it's nothing she can't handle. 

The Avengers were assigned to this mission to retrieve a weapon of some-sort from Hydra, Fury got word that Hydra got their hands on a space alien tech which landed on earth, and it was his job to recover and retrieve it. There was no time for failure, is what he said during the briefings. 

Natasha was appalled at how big this Hydra base is, she never expected that she would be walking around the base for more than 30-minutes without any trouble coming along her way (of-course with the occasional guards wandering around, but it was never quiet at a Hydra base). 

She was walking down a hallway when she spotted, what looks to be, various Hydra scientists. They were all huddled up in a circle, most probably discussing something. She went closer to investigate and hoped to hear what they were talking about, hiding behind a wall that was near them. 

“Was machen wir jetzt damit?”(What do we do with it now?)

“Ich sage, wir unterwerfen ihn der gleichen Behandlung wie den Wintersoldaten,”(I say we subject her to the same treatment as the Winter soldier)

“Wir wissen nicht, wie seine Anatomie funktioniert, mehr oder weniger, wie sein Gehirn reagieren würde,”(We don't know how her anatomy works, more or less how her brain would respond)

“Es ist nur ein Baby, es wird leicht zu trainieren und nach unseren Wünschen zu formen sein,”(It is just a baby, it will be easy to train and mold it our liking)

The varying voices started to fade from earshot for Natasha, and just when the voices of the scientist finally disappeared, she popped her head from behind the wall to check if the scientist was still there. When she saw no one, she took it as her que to move forward and follow where the scientists were headed to find this child they were talking about.

A baby?! She couldn't believe it, Hydra was experimenting on a baby?! She knew Hydra was evil but didn’t she didn’t think they'd stoop this low and start doing things to babies’.

Just when Natasha thought she was getting lost, her comms went off, “Detka (baby), are you there?” 

Natasha smiles at the voice she hears, “Yes, don’t worry, I’m still here, Wanda,” she hears Wanda sigh at the other side, “That’s good, we thought we lost you, when you weren’t answering us, are you ok?” Natasha seems baffled that she seemed so left to her thoughts that she didn’t hear them calling to her, “Don’t worry, it just seemed I was lost in thought,” 

She then hears Steve in her comms’, “You need to focus up, Nat. What have you found in the base?”

“Seems like Fury’s intel was right, they do have alien tech with them, but they were wrong when they thought it was just tech that was brought here. They have a baby-” 

“A BABY?! What do you mean they have A BABY?!!” Steve’s erratic voice came through.  

“Old man shut up– It’s an alien baby, I’m gonna try and find out where they’re keeping them, and get out as quickly and quietly as possible,” Natasha then turns off her comms but without before hearing Wanda utter the words “I love you” and “Be safe” to her, she smiles unknowingly. 

She quickly focuses on the mission again. Following the same path she last saw the scientist went. She walks along the path of the scientist until she reaches the end of the hall, she sees a hazard door that needs a key card access along with a password. 

She didn’t want to just break the lock pads since it would catch attention and would most probably alert the guards and everyone else in the building. So she hid behind a wall out of sight of everyone and waited patiently for the right time.

And as she patiently predicted all the scientists that she saw before came out of the hazard sign door, then as everyone piled out of the room, she took her chance in entering the room by slipping through the automatic sliding doors before it closed on her from the outside. And just when she entered she was met by the room being damaged, bite marks and claws marks were seen scattered around on the walls and equipment. She even saw burn marks, she thinks.

That’s when Natasha saw it, a small oval shaped pod of sorts, it was on top of a table with wires and tube of sorts holding it in place. She moved towards it to get a better look at it and test if there was anything she could salvage from it and saw a small tag on it. But then she heard something, something growled and thrashed, sounding like it wanted out from whatever it was keeping it. She turns and looks for the source of the sound, walking around the pod, she sees it. 

It was small, maybe the size of a regular baby on earth, but there were keen features to what made them so different, and it was most definitely when the small baby had a tail, pointy ears, claws of sorts on their hands, and the fact the skin was blue should be the most distinct feature. Natasha was at awe when she saw them, they looked so adorable and so non-threatening at first glance, the blue baby looked at her and titled its head the same way she was tilting hers. But the blue baby abruptly lunged trying to get to her but was stopped by the glass wall in their way. Natasha was startled by the sudden action and tried to soothe the baby.

The pod ship forgotten, Natasha made it her new mission to get the baby out of Hydra’s hand. I hope I don't regret this, she thinks to herself, the baby alien resumed its attempts at trying to get out of the glass box that kept it trapped. She tried to speak to the baby, hoping by some miracle it would understand her.

“Shh shh, it’s ok, I’m not here to hurt you. I’m gonna get out of there and out of Hydra, don’t worry,” she smiles softly hoping it would ease the baby by the soft act. The baby’s attempts slowed, giving Natasha a signal of sorts that maybe the baby understood her.

She moved around the box inspecting it, trying to find anything that could help her open it or break it at least, after another minute she spotted a small blinking light at the bottom right edge of the box, there was a thin line of wire connecting something to it. She opted to follow the wire seeing where it's connected too. It was a control panel with a switch on it that said, off and on. Not very high-tech of Hydra, she switches the power of the box off, and when she looks back at the box, the glow around the glass dimmed, to show the box turned off, but when she walked back, she still couldn’t open it and realized she needed something else to open it.

Natasha internally groaned at the situation. But the baby had other ideas, they looked at Natasha with an intense gaze and Natasha herself was getting a weird feeling, when all of a sudden the baby poofed just right above Natasha and she promptly catched them, “You can teleport?” 

The baby croons in Natasha’s neck basking in the comfort of someone safe. Natasha felt a wave of protectiveness wash over, like a motherly instinct and hugged them tight, now with the baby safe, all Natasha has to think is getting out of Hydra, since she practically locked herself in here. 

She remembers then that the baby can teleport and quickly converse with them, “Ok, now were a bit in situation little one, you gotta teleport us out of here, just out of the building and we can meet up with some of my friends that will help us get out,” she faces the baby and coos at them…and they just stare at her confused.

“Ugh— Fuck how are we getting out of here,” she groans and leans back at the nearest top side that she can lean on, but she didn’t realize that she accidentally pressed on an alert button. Startling both her and the baby, she quickly acts by fixing her mistake and breaking the access codes and machines in getting into the room.

She can hear the guards and scientist running up to the room and she plops the baby behind her getting ready for a fight, if the baby decides to teleport without her, she’s fucked. She turns back on her comms, “Guy’s I’m in a bit of a situation here,” she quickly hears Steve’s voice responding back, “Nat, what’s wrong, are you ok? Do you need back up? We're sending in Wanda to help you now,” she retaliates to that idea, “Don’t, I just need-” she couldn’t even finish when she felt herself drop to the floor and heard screams from familiar voices. 

She realizes that she’s in the quinjet and with the baby wrapped around her right leg, smiling at her. She smiles back and quickly stands up, picking up the baby with her, she looks around and everyone is in a fighting position, “Oh calm yourselves, they’re fine, they won't hurt you…But I will if you try to hurt them,” she gives each one them a glare, and they quickly relax (somewhat). 

That’s when a girl with brunette hair rushed in for Natasha to hug, but is stopped when she hears a growl coming from the baby that Natasha is holding. “It’s ok malysh (baby), she’s not gonna hurt you. I promise,” Natasha nods at Wanda indicating her to move closer. She does so and when she gets close enough Wanda gives Natasha the tightest of hugs while making sure she didn’t agitate or hurt the baby Natasha was holding, she was worried that she was gonna lose Natasha when she heard that she was in a bad situation.

Both girls revel in the situation forgetting for a moment where they are, Natasha was the first one to loosen the hug they both were in, she turns to Steve and asks him to start the quinjet and get them out here and promises them that she will explain everything, Steve quickly gets to it. Leaving Natasha and Wanda alone along with the baby (Which Natasha was still holding).

“So, are you going to explain the baby? Or do I have to wait as well?” Wanda asked her. 

“I will, don’t worry, let’s sit down first and get comfortable,” They both sit on one of the side benches in the quinjet and the baby Natasha is holding starts to squirm, that's when she sets them down and they start to lay down on Natasha’s lap and sleep. Both Wanda and Natasha awed at the sight. 

And for the time being Natasha started to explain to Wanda and Steve (who came back after putting the quinjet on autopilot) what conspired in the Hydra base. 

“Do they have a name?” Wanda was the first to ask.

Thinking back Natasha did think she saw a tag on the pod before she saw them. She smiles and looks back at Wanda, “It’s (Y/N),” 

“Well isn’t that an adorable name for this adorable space baby,” Wanda comments, she looks at (Y/N) with adoration. 

“How are you sure they won't attack us?” Natasha glares at Steve for even insinuating that, “They won’t as long as we make sure we don’t hurt them,” Steve still seemed a bit skeptical but accepted the answer. “Well it’s not me you have to worry about Nat, it’s Fury that you might want to try and convince. As long (Y/N) won’t doesn’t seem like a danger to anyone, I’m okay with it,” Natasha agrees, “Don’t worry, I already got a plan.” she assures him. 

“Seems like they’re already attached to you. I’m pretty sure they see you as a mother already,” 

“Yeah…a mother,” she smiles sadly and lets out a small laugh. 

The air around them seemed to change and Steve quietly blamed himself for it, Wanda looked at Steve silently telling him to leave, and Steve obliged to the request. 

“Are you ok, moya lyubov' (my love)?” Wanda places a hand on Natasha’s forearm and softly caresses it. 

“Yeah,  I guess I just never thought that maybe, just maybe (Y/N) might see me as their mother. I don’t even think I’m a good enough mother,” 

Wanda lets out a gasp at that, “What do you mean, you're not a good mother? I think the small twin boys at home would think otherwise.” 

“You think so?” Natasha looks at Wanda, the love of her life, the life that she was never willing to change ever, and the life she will fight tooth and nail to keep them forever with her.

“I know so, I love you Natty, and the boys does so too, so much so that, I’m pretty sure you replaced me as the favorite mom, when you brought home Liho,” she teases and Natasha smiles at that, “I’m pretty sure the boys won't complain in having another sibling, they have been asking for a dog, and I think with (Y/N) they would be so much happier.” 

“I love you too, and I love the boys too, so much and I love this and every other life I'm in with you. Thank you malysh (baby). I’m pretty sure the boys will love (Y/N) too, I know I do already.” Natasha leans on Wanda and holds both her and (Y/N) close. 

They all stay silent, relishing in the warmth and love of each other. All of them have smiles on their faces as they wait to arrive at the compound. Steve smiles where he stands when he sees them, he hears everything and even lets out a small tear at every word they told each other, they both deserve what they have now, and he’s happy for them and so is every other Avenger is too. And if Fury tries anything, he’ll have a one-on-one chat with him.

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Steve: I came to apologize, I overreacted.

Tony: It’s okay, I said some very hurtful things.

Steve: No you didn’t.

Tony: Right, that was after you left.

Natasha: Yeah, it was bad.