#scarlett johansson x kid!reader

[juiles]

All to well

Plot: idk. have fun!

Type: angst and fluff

Warnings: i am in no way saying that this is how all autistic people are!! This fic is based off my PERSONAL experience with autism and sensory overload. Please remember this as you read!!

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Being autistic has drawbacks for a normal person, but for an actress in Marvel movies, it was tough. I’m proud of who I am but I didn’t want the pitying looks, the comments or being stuck as only getting the “autistic” role so for my own sake, I’m not super open about it.

My parents are ashamed of it so they never told anyone and I was forced to mask anytime I was around anyone. Not even Scar knew, and she was my best friend, almost a mother figure to me. I didn’t want her to think any different of me. She’s known me since i was 7 and played her on screen adopted daughter in Iron Man 2.

We’re filming Endgame right now. I’m on my way to set with Scarlett. Today has been a rough day for me so far as my parents woke me up by screaming at me which then caused me to struggle in keeping my mask up. Scar picked me up and I’m already exhausted, I’ve caught myself stimming a few times and quickly stopped it.

When we pulled into the parking lot, i grabbed my bag and walked with her through set to our trailers where we left our stuff and we’re immediately shuffled to makeup and costumes.

“Oh shit…” I mutter staring at the costume in Erica’s hand. “I didn’t realize it was a fight scene today…”

“Babe.” Erica, my assistant and on set guardian says. She’s known about me since the first day which was when i was 7. “You’ve known about this for a week. Are you okay?”

“I’m super over stimulated right now…” I murmur tapping my leg in sets of 7, a common stim for me.

“Let’s do hair and makeup first okay? Keep you out of the costume until the last second okay?” I nod and the two of us move to hair and makeup where Scarlett is getting her hair done.

“Hey, where’s your costume kid?” She asks looking over at me.

“I uh-“ I glance at Erica who steps in for me quickly.

“It had a small tear in it so it’s getting fixed quickly.” Scarlet merely hums in response and I sit. Getting my wig on and makeup done is awful, having everyone touching me and all their voices so close to me ears. I feel a soft hand on my cheek and peek my eyes open to see Scar staring at me in concern.

“Stop grinding your jaw babe…” I release my jaw, not even realizing i had been doing it. “You okay love? You disappeared for a bit there.” I respond with a hum, my voice disappearing from within. “Let’s get your costume on and to set okay?”

I look around quickly and don’t see Erica, Scarlet must see the panic as she quickly says. “She got called away in an emergency. I’m going to be your guardian today.” I nod, feeling the panic bubble up in my chest, but give her a soft smile.

The two of us make our way to my trailer and she helps me quickly slip into the suit. I immediately want to rip it off as it’s skin tight and an uncomfortable material. It feels like it’s digging into my skin and pulling it away as if it’s velcro and my skin is the other side. I take a deep breath and come out to see Scar in costume waiting. “Ready?” I nod and we head to set where I realize it’s a busy day, all original 6 avengers, Lizzie, both Paul’s, Gwen and Cobie are all there. I internally groan as immediately, the girls are coming over to me and Scar talking a mile a minute. I stand next to Scarlett silently until Lizzie turns to me. “Hey kiddo. Ready to fight? We have to fly today.” My eyes widen for a moment before i force a smile and nod at the fake red head in front of me.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” This makes everyone around us laugh but it makes me feel awful. I have no voice, it comes and goes, when it’s gone, my parents ridicule me, I get hit. I look down as i feel my tears well up in my eyes and blink rapidly trying to will them away. I thank god silently when Joe calls us to places which means i get away from the now very suddenly concerned looking Scarlett, Lizzie and Cobie. I’m stuck with Renner as I get rigged up, the feeling of being sick suddenly appearing as more people touch me.

I feel the lump in my throat tighten and the feeling of the harness wrapped around me suddenly makes me feel like it’s constricting my breathing and everyone around me disappeared as my hands flung to the harness, in my panic my hands struggled with the buckle which just made me more infuriated and grunts started coming out as my tears blurred my vision.

I feel a set of hands on mine holding them down, i scream and rip mine away and start scratching at my throat trying to rip it open to get a breath. My eyes started blacking out and the last thing i see is Scarlett’s panicked face as she tries to grab at my hands before it all goes black.

Scarlett’s POV

I know something is off with y/n. Not off but just that she was different. I have had a feeling it was autism for a while now, today proved that to me.

She was silent the whole car ride to set, normally she’d be singing along the radio but she wouldn’t even let me turn it on today. As soon as we got to set she locked herself in her trailer without a word, the next time i saw her, she looked panicked and while she was getting her hair and makeup done she disappeared fully before i brought her back. She has days where she goes mute, she just calls them her bad days, they usually happen on days she has arguments with her parents but normally she can still communicate to me in different ways but today she was completely gone. It got worse as soon as she realized Erica was gone. Walking on to set, she tended up and i saw her tapping her thigh every once in a while. The comment that Lizzie made would normally make her laugh, her reaction today was off.

I watched her from the corner of my eye but had to look away for a second before i heard Renner.

“Y/N!! What are you doing?! You’re going to hurt yourself!” I whip my head around and my heart sinks as i see y/n struggling with her harness, her hands are shaking violently, tears streaming down her face, her eyes are glazed over. I bolt over and grab her hands gently.

“Y/n baby, stop. You’ve got to stop my love.” She rips her hands out of mine and starts clawing at her throat which is when i notice she’s not breathing properly. She’s barely able to get a small breath. Instincts kick in for me and i turn to the cast and crew crowding her. “Give her space. Now. I need someone to set up a dark room with minimal sound and her clothes she was wearing this morning as well as the blanket from my trailer. A cold cloth and her wig taken off.” I turn around as she starts to collapse, i grab her arm and quickly wrap an arm around her waist. “Now!”

It’s a bit of a blur after that honestly, the next thing i know, im alone with her in the green room after everything is unplugged and blankets are draped over the windows. Her wig is already off and someone hands me my blanket and her clothes before silently leaving. I help her unconscious body out of the suit and into her clothes before draping my weighted blanket over her body. I sit back and stare at her, not touching her at all but close enough if she needs me.

It felt like hours but looking at my watch, it shows it’s only been 20 minutes when she finally wakes up.

My heart is beating what feels like a million mile a minute with panic as i watch her blue eyes flutter open before she looks around the room for a moment. Her hand comes out of the blanket and she starts tapping her thigh again, her head nodding along to each tap. She squeezes her eyes shut and i can hear her voice mumbling. “I’m safe. I’m here. I’m y/n.” Over and over again, i quietly cough to get her attention and she quickly sits up and her head whips up to look at me with wide eyes, both hands start scratching at the other wrist. “Oh my god…”

“Baby, you are safe. It’s just me.”

“No… no… no no no no no no no no.” She started tugging her hair and rocking slightly. “They’re going to kill me… you aren’t supposed to know…”

I quickly scoot over and grab her hands before pulling her into my chest, she tenses for a moment before melting into my arms. “I can’t hide it anymore Scar…”

“I know baby… I know.” I mutter into her hair swaying us back and forth slightly.

“I’m autistic…”

“Oh baby i know…” She freezes and looks at me with wide eyes. I can ready the fear in her blue eyes. “You hide it really really well but I’m basically your mom my love. I had suspicions but didn’t want to push you into telling me. Today was too much.” She nods burying herself back into me. “I need you to know that I will always listen to you. That if you ever feel like that again, you can tell me and i’ll get you out of it. Baby seeing you pass out was terrifying. I need you to know that if you’re that overwhelmed, that you do not have to do all that.”

“But… my parents don’t want everyone knowing… they’re all gonna know now…” She mumbles into me, my heart cracks.

“Baby being autistic is not a bad thing. It makes you even more amazing. It’s not something to be ashamed of at all. You are allowed to be who you are. To stim when your emotions are too high. To have bad days. I am here to show you that.” I say looking her directly into her eyes. “I’m here to support you.”

Tears welled up in her eyes as she nodded quickly. She sat up and started tapping her thigh as she stared at me. “This is my favourite stim, it’s really subtle but it calms me down… i count the most important people in my life.” She then looks down at her hand as she taps each finger. “Scarlett.” Tap. “Lizzie.” Tap. “Renner.” Tap. “Gwen.” Tap. “Cobie.” Tap. “Rob.” Tap. “Rosie.” Tap. “It reminds me that you guys would love me, no matter how broken or weird i am because i know how much you care.” She looked up at me through her eyelashes. “Another one is tapping here.” She taps her chest right above her heart twice. “Right here.” She does the tap to each word. “This is where you sit in my body. I usually only do this one when I’m not wearing my necklace. Playing with that is the stim i can do out in public.” I pulled her into my arms again as I cried.

“Oh baby…”

“You’ve always been my safe space Scar…”

“And i will be your safe space for the rest of eternity.”

We sit in silence for a few minutes before she pulls away with a smile. “Thank you. For learning how to help me.”

“You are more than welcome my love. Let’s go home and have a calm day okay?” She nods before standing up, pulling my weighted blanket over herself. I stand and wrapping my arms around her waist, the two of us make our way out of the room to find Lizzie standing not too far away, crying into Gwyneths arms. Y/n instantly runs over to her and wraps her arms around the crying woman. Lizzie jumps before she turns and sees who it is and wraps the girl into her arms.

“I’m so sorry bug. I shouldn’t have made that comment. I know how bad your parents are.” Y/n shakes her head pulling back and squeezes Lizzie’s hands. “Liz that wasn’t what caused that.” She takes a glance back at me before taking a deep breath and looks back at Lizzie. “I’m autistic and I was overstimulated and everything was just too much. I won’t lie, the comment did hurt a little but i know you didn’t say it in a mean way. You didn’t hurt me, memories of my parents saying stuff hurt me. But not you.” Lizzie’s eyes widen and she glances at me before she nods breathing to calm herself down. “If you ever need to talk or are struggling you can talk to me bug.”

Y/n nods with a small smile. “I know Liz.”

“Hey. Me too.” We all turn our head to see Gwyneth with a pout on her face. “You scared the shit out of me kiddo. Never do that again. Understand?” She pulls y/n’s laughing form into her arms.

“I understand mother Paltrow.” She says making us all chuckle.

Y/n pulls away and biting her cheek looks at me. “I- i uh- I’m not ready to face everyone else yet…”

“They already left bug. It’s just us four left.” Lizzie said smoothing the crazy hair down on y/n’s head. “I couldn’t leave worried i hurt you and Gwyn couldn’t leave me alone but everyone else left to give you privacy. Scarlett went full mama bear mode and screamed at some people for trying to push her into anything. It was great.” Y/n chuckled, which brings a grin to my face.

“Of course you did. But i wouldn’t trade you for the world.”

“I love you too baby.” I say kissing her head softly.

[bonfireheart]

title: Not Enough Time, Too Many People

blurb: the one in which Scarlett doesn’t mean to ignore you, but all you want is your mother. (Teen!Fem!Reader)

warnings: swearing, yelling, fighting, sexism, high school violence/bullying

“Rose! Get off!”

I struggled against my little sister as she wrestled herself on top me, hitting me across my face and chest in the process.

“Play with me!”

Her voice wavered, sadness intwined into her tone as she stared at me with the best puppy dog eyes she could muster in attempt to convince me to indulge in her game.

“No Rose, I’ve got work to do. Go play alone in your room!”

We tussled some more before I accidentally shoved her a little too hard and she fell to the floor with a large thud. And as quickly as she had been to run into my room and start bugging me, the waterworks turned on, filling not just my room, but the whole house. Her wails were loud and deafening.

I looked up to see my mother running into the room, with Colin in tow, concern written over their faces as they made their way towards the source of the noise.

“Oh my munchkin, what’s happened here? Shh it’s okay.” She spoke as she bundled Rose into her arms, and sat herself on my carpet at the child’s level.

With a shaky finger and jutted lip, I was pointed at like a deer caught in headlights. The two adults stared at me with disappointment etched on their aura and face.

“Wait hold on! I know how this looks but really-“

“Don’t. You should know better, Y/N. She’s just a kid.”

‘I’m a kid too…’ filled my brain but that might cause more harm than good if I say it out loud. I just awkwardly huffed and mumbled a “sorry” under my breath, watching as the three of them walked back out of the room. I heard faintly some promises of “Cuddles”, “Sisters a meanie” and “Ice Cream”.

Should I have pushed my sister that hard? No. But it’s not like I meant to. It feels like the worlds been piling on top of me lately, school, assignments, the family name and trying to start my professional career in soccer. I used to have it so under control, but now it seems like everyone wants everything from me and I’ve not got time to even remember myself. I feel useless because I can’t do what’s asked of me, mom manages to keep up, so why can’t I? Rose coming in here and messing around with my work, and hitting herself against me threw me over the edge. It’s been a long time coming, my stress was just waiting for someone to tip the ship.

Normally, I’d go to my mom for when I needed a break from life, or advice but it seems that every time I try she’s just too busy, tired or annoyed. Furthermore, it’s not like I want her to worry about me. She’s got enough to deal with. Alas, I’ve tried, and will continue to try. I just don’t know what it will take for her to finally remember I’m her child and not a colleague or friend.

•/\•

“Hey mama, can you just look at this tactic I’ve been working on real quick? I could use another opinion on it.”

“Oh uh, I’m sorry, I’ve got to run over to Chris’ house, he needs help with a script. Definitely show it to me later though!”

Front door slammed shut.

“Don’t bother…” I spoke out to the now empty house.

•/\•

“Mom, do you think we could watch a movie together? We haven’t spent time together in ages.”

“Y/N my love, I’d really love to, but mom is really tired right now and I’m in desperate need of sleep. Do you think you could help Rose with her homework? Thanks.”

“…no proble-“

Her bedroom door shuts in my face.

•/\•

“Ma, could you drop me at my friends house? I’ve got a project I need to work on for school.”

“For heavens sake Y/N, can you not see I’m absolutely swimming in work right now? I’ve been in and out calls all day and you think I’ve got all the time in the world? Go bother Colin, or better yet, walk.”

I ended up catching the bus that day, which was met by its own swarm of problems. And by problems, I mean paparazzi absolutely surrounding the bus at each stop, waving cameras into the windows, desperately searching to get pictures of me.

•/\•

“Johansson! You’re late. Five laps!”

“Yes coach! Sorry coach!”

I internally cursed myself as I began to pace around the field. Why can’t I just do anything right recently? Everything just isn’t going my way at all, and I don’t know what I did in my past life to deserve what has happened to me over the past few weeks.

By the time I had hit my fourth lap, I cringed as I saw the boys’ team slowly making their way to practice. This never ended well, ever. I saw them snickering as they watched me run.

“Hey Y/N, coach got you running because you’re so useless at soccer?”, “How’s the whole famous mom thing working out for you now?”, “God you are shit at soccer, but look at those tits bounce!”.

“Shut the fuck up Theo!” I slammed to a stop.

“Yeah, no.”

“Well, ‘those tits’ are not attracted to you, or your tiny dick. Or tiny brain, for that matter.”

“Fucking bitch! Think you’re so tough? I’ll fucking show you tough.”

I readied myself as he came charging toward me, knocking me to the ground. We fought on the floor for a bit, he threw punches at me, I threw some at him. The pair of us rolled around for what felt like forever before both our coaches had untangled us from each other.

“The principals office, now! I’ve had it up to here with you two constantly!”

•/\•

“A fight, seriously Y/N? I did not raise you to be violent.”

I side glanced my mom from my highly uncomfortable place in the passenger seat.

“I had to leave the office to come get you. I was in a meeting about new products and was interrupted by a phone call from your damn school. Do you know how embarrassing it was to try and keep a straight face in front of my own staff?”

I slightly shuffled nearer the door, and laid my head back against the cool, black leather.

“You know, a sorry wouldn’t be out of order right now!”

I watched as her grip on the steering wheel got tighter.

“Aren’t you going to ask me?”

“What would I possibly ask you right now?”

“Why I fought him…”

I grumbled lowly and I’m more surprised she wasn’t getting more annoyed at my attitude. This is the first time in ages we’ve actually had a proper conversation, granted it seems pretty one sided right now, but still. The car pulled into the houses driveway, her eyes bore into the side of my head. I refused to look at her. I knew if I did, I would just start crying.

“You are a Johansson. I know you didn’t ask to be born one, but it’s too late for that. You have a name to keep, and you are damn lucky for it too.”

I scoffed and turned my head even further away from her. Of course that was her go to, ‘you have a famous name, so don’t jeopardise my job’. I bit my lip and roughly shoved my seatbelt off of me. My bag was already sat on my lap, and so I hastily got out of the car and paced towards the front door.

I could quickly feel her coming from behind me, but I didn’t bother to hold the door open for her, instead letting it slam shut just before she had reached it. I marched into the kitchen where Colin and Rose were situated, him making lunch whilst Rose sat and watched.

“How dare you! You do not walk away from me young lady, especially not in this situation. And go to your room! I’ll talk to you when you decide to act like your age.”

Groaning, I shoved my way past her, brushing against her shoulder lightly.

“I hate your job, I hate myself and I hate being a fucking Johansson!”

I saw as her face registered what I said, and it dropped significantly. I was too emotional to care, and instead stomped my way upstairs to my room, banging the door shut and throwing headphones on, blasting music to take my mind off of life.

•/\•

Three hours had passed, I was kicking a football against the wall, watching it bounce back to me and then kicking it again.

I’d turned off my music a while ago, hearing a completely silent house, and thus I’d presumed the three of them had gone out without me. Suits me.

Creak.

My bedroom door opened softly and slowly, I watched as my mom slowly emerged from behind it. Her tearful face alarmed me, and made me feel even more guilty and deflated than before. She had a tray with two cups of steaming liquid and a bowl of cut up fruits with two forks.

“No balls in the house in the house, you remember what happened last time sunshine.”

And though I was anxious at her being here and possibly annoyed, I couldn’t help but let a small smile fall onto my features. It’s like my heart was completely betraying my brain. I don’t know if it was the memory of me accidentally putting a ball-shaped dent in the kitchen wall, or the fact that she used a nickname I once knew all too well that I haven’t heard in ages. It’s been months since she’s mentioned it, but it still falls so naturally from her lips. It brings me comfort, a feeling a warmth that nobody else could ever give me.

I let the ball come to a stop as she pushed her way further into the room, placing the tray down on my side table and sitting cross legged on my bed. She stared at where I was stood, a glint in her eyes showcasing her silent plea for me to come sit down in front of her.

I accepted the invitation and took place in front of her, letting my legs hang loosely over the side of the mattress. A silence lulled over like a wave in the sea once again, and I could tell she was struggling to get words out, perhaps not even knowing how or where to start.

“You know I am so proud of you, right?”

Good choice. My heart welled at her praise, it’s the only thing I ever want. The whole world could hate me, but as long as mom is on my side, I could take on everything. A sheet of tears blurred over my eyes instantly, and I inhaled a sharp breath. I didn’t think I would break this easily, but here we are, the first sentence of this conversation and I’m already about to cry.

“We are going to talk after, but first you are just going to listen to me and what I have to say.”

I nodded, waiting for her to continue.

“I’m so proud of you, ok? My Angel, you were my gift from the heavens above. I don’t say it a lot, and I’m sorry. I started acting when I was very young, my world turned upside down and nothing felt right anymore. Until I had you. It felt like my heart was whole for the first time in years. I know I haven’t been showing that to you lately, and that’s my fault. I haven’t given you the attention you deserve recently, and I wish I had a reason good enough to explain why. But I don’t, nothing will ever justify my actions. You are my child, and you always will be, not matter how old you get. Sometimes I get worried that as you get older, you won’t want to be around me as much anymore, and I guess my way of dealing with that was just helping speed up the process. I want you to know that I will never make you feel this way again. You are so beautiful and talented, and anyone who makes you feel otherwise is blind. I love you more than life itself, sunshine.”

A stray tear fell down her cheek, clearly demeaning her attempts of keeping her emotions at bay, and she learnt forward to carefully pull me into her arms. I hadn’t even tried to stop myself from crying, all the emotions of the past few weeks was coming to head, and I manoeuvred myself right up against her. I don’t care how old I am now, I forgot how nice it was to just sit in her arms. They are the most comforting blanket ever made. Even though I’ve grown, I’m taller than my mom now and I’ve built myself up playing sport, I knew I looked so feeble cuddling into her. This is all I’ve been craving for.

We simply sat like that for a while. The only noise were the occasional sniffles from either of us, just desperately holding on to each other as if one was going to leave.

“You wanna tell me how you ended up in a fight?”

“…”

“Ok, I don’t want to ruin this moment, but I will go back to strict mom if you don’t.”

I grumbles under my breath as the image of Theo filled my mind, taking me back to the past events of today.

“Just Theo…”

I laughed as I saw the look of distaste appear on mom’s face at the mention of his name. She knew everything about him. If she could pick me up from practice, or if she’d managed to sneak away from work to watch one of my games, she’d always take me out for a milkshake and fries. It was our thing. I’d sit and tell her about my day which would inevitably involve the teenage douchebag.

“I know you tell me to just ignore him but I just couldn’t this time. He was saying stuff about you and then about my body…I had to retaliate.”

She didn’t say anything at first, instead she just studied my face. I shot her a confused look and she reached forward to cup my chin in her hand, pushing it upwards and to the side.

“You’ve got bruises forming on your nose and eye…”

“If you think I look bad, you should of seen him.”

Mom struggled to hide her smile at me, as she jokingly slapped my arm. Without another word, she pulled my face back into her and she cradled my head whilst stroking my hair.

“If you ever feel like you are starting to not like yourself, I want you to come to me, ok? Straight away, without fail. I promise I’ll listen from here on out.”

I nodded into her from where I was situated. Her floral scent filled my nose and it just felt like home.

[togrowoldinv]

Have not stopped thinking her saying “thanks mama”

[olsenmyolsen]

Any Day Now

Part 20 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

Word Count: 7.6K

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Scarlett POV

I don't know what's poking me, but it better stop.

"Mommy, can you wake up?"

I roll my eyes from beneath my closed eyelids. "Five more minutes Rosie," I mumble to my offspring before turning away from where I was being poked.

"But Colin, told me to get you up, so you have to get up!"

I'm going to kill Colin when I see him.

"Baby, please, five more minutes." I groan to an already annoying six-year-old. I love this child to death, but I enjoy my sleep a bit more at this moment. I hear silence from behind me before the shuffling of small feet, and then WHAM! Rose jumps right next to me on the bed, causing the mattress to droop down next to me, waking me up even more.

I open my eyes to see Rose looking back at me with a wide smile.

"Did you think this would get mommy up?" I ask with a smirk before closing my eyes. I hear a sigh come from Rose.

"Please, mommy, get up!" Rose huffs and pulls herself up to her knees before she starts jumping up and down on the bed. "Mommy!" Rose starts raising her voice, and you know what? I'm up now. This child did it. I'm annoyed and awake. I open my eyes and playfully grab a giggling Rose, bringing her down onto the bed.

"Mommy's up! You happy now?" Rose is in the midst of a laughing fit. "Sooooo happy!" "Well, how about now!" I ask as I start to tickle my daughter's side, making her fit of laughter grow louder and harder.

It's not long till my daughter is begging for mercy which I guess I'll give her.

Whatever.

Anyways I'm now, like, actually up and moving to my bathroom while my sweet Rose follows me. "Rose, you don't have to follow me and watch me pee." "I know, but Colin told me to make sure you get up and do all your morning stuff. He didn't say stuff, but I don't remember the word he said."

Rose kindly informs me, so with a smile on my face, I finish peeing before moving on to my morning routine while Rose watches me eagerly.

Once that's all done, I debate changing out of my nightwear, but I can feel Rose's patience is wearing thin, so I get a move on.

Just as we're about to step out the bedroom door, Rose has her arms around my legs. "Happy Mother's day, Mommy!" She beams at me.

Oh shit. It is Mother's Day! Why in the hell am I not being served breakfast in bed? Before I can let these essential questions weigh my mind down, Rose is tugging at my hand to usher us out the door, so we can see what my husband has been cooking up.

And yes, I don't want to kill him now. I just enjoy my sleep. Sue me!

As we reach the bottom of the stairs, Rose is off and racing to the kitchen to inform Colin of the great job she did in getting me up. I smile at my little offspring as she not so discreetly, runs past some red balloons. I laugh as I look around the foyer to see if there is anything I missed.

As I scan the area, my eyes land on a pair of heels left at the front door. Until now, I didn't even remember that those two spent the night. Hell, I don't even think they know they spent the night here. Maybe forcing wine down their throats wasn't the best idea. Is this why Colin wanted me up? So I could wake up the sleeping beauties? I look back up the stairs before calling out to the two awake people in the house.

"Rosie. Colin. I left something upstairs." I couldn't quite make out was Rose said, but it sure made Colin laugh. "Okay, babe!"

I make my way up the stairs and stop at the closed guest bedroom door. I knock a couple of times gently, earning no response. I don't want to barge, but if I'm up, they need to get up! And it's my house! "Okay," I say quietly to myself. "Please don't be naked. Don't be naked."

I turn the door handle and push the door open. Luckily the window curtain is pushed apart slightly, so it's letting some sunlight in, making the room not as dark as it could be.

As I step into the room, I smile at the sight before me.

It's Y/N flat on her back with Lizzie nuzzled into her neck. They both have their arms wrapped around one another, holding each other. It's cute, and the closer I get, I see the biggest smile on Lizzie's sleeping face.

They're not naked, but I notice they're wearing my clothes. I knew Lizzie went into my room last night!

Time to wake them up.

Y/N POV

I don't know what's poking me, but it better stop.

"Y/N, you wanna wake up?"

I groan and turn my face away from whatever is calling to me. "Five more minutes," I mumble before hearing the person huff and followed by silence.

Good.

Just as I'm about to doze back off, I hear some feet shuffling before the person sounds like they're next to me. Ugh. God, who do they think they are trying to wake me right now?

And then, I feel a breath of air hit my ears before a raspy voice begins talking to me.

"Y/N, if you wake up right now, I can show you alllll the ways Black Widow is better than your little witch." Before my tired mind can even respond, I feel a soft hand brush its fingers down my cheek, making my eyes shoot open.

Oh, fuck, it's Black Widow- uh- I mean Natasha, no, shit, I mean- Scarlett! And she's inches from my face! Am I dreaming?

I visibly gulp at the sight of her smirk as her green eyes look from my own to my lips. Suddenly she's moving closer before she turns her head and has her red lips next to my ear again.

"You look so cute when you blush for me, Y/N. I'd like to see that happen more often." She practically moans into my ear in her raspy whisper fuck me of a voice.

And then suddenly, she's up on both her feet clapping As loud as possible, "get up! Get up! Get up!"

What is wrong with this woman??

Wait? Am I still drunk? What is that? No way!

Is Scarlett pregnant? How did I miss that last night?

"Scarlett, shut the fuck up!" My sweet Lizard draws my shocked face away from Scarlett to her as she yells in her sexy morning voice! "I have the world's worst headache, and I don't want to get up to kill you!" My Liz turns away from me and flops her head hard into her pillow.

"She really is a pillow princess, huh?" Scarlett teases as she gives me that world-famous smirk once more.

She is playing with fire right now.

And then WHOOSH! A pillow comes flying past me towards Scarlett, but luckily the pregnant woman's reflexes are quicker than mine as she catches the pillow with ease, earning a whine from Liz.

"No fair!" I turn back to a pouting Liz. "You can't just wake us up and not get hit?" Scarlett just shrugs at her. "Too bad. Now get your asses up. We got breakfast, Advil, and a six-year-old waiting!" Scarlett crosses her arms, waiting for us to get a move on. "How are you so awake right now?" I groan out as Liz takes my hand in hers and rests her head on my shoulder. "You have said six-year-old to thank for that. Now chop-chop." Scarlett demands. Pillow still in hand. Very threatening.

I'm still a little stunned by how I was woken up and the fact that I'm in Scarlett Johanssons' house that I feel myself painfully not moving. I turn to see Liz smile at me with tired eyes before she whispers. "The quicker we get up, the quicker she's gone. And then we can get our kisses in." I smile and manage to convince my legs to move up and out of the bed, satisfying Scarlett.

"Good! Alright, the guest bathroom is down the hall. Lizzie, you know where. Be quick, guys. I'll see you downstairs." Scarlett says before tossing the pillow back into the bed, leaving Lizzie and I alone.

Liz immediately flips back onto the bed with her arms wide open. It's the quiet and most obvious signal in the world, and so far, I have yet not to give in. I jump into my girlfriends arms and let my body rest on hers as she squeezes her arms around me.

"I want to stay like this forever," Liz says as I feel her lips press onto my cheeks. "Me too, baby." And so we lay like that, not forever but for enough time to pass that I feel Liz's breathing start to slow, meaning she's falling asleep again.

"Liz?" I whisper, hoping she's not too far dozed off. "Liz? Baby?" She moves under me, nuzzling her head into my neck even more. "I don't wanna." She whines, causing my heart to warm up and break at the same time. "I think we have to. Come on." I kiss the top of her head and go to get up, but she quickly wraps her legs around mine, pulling me back onto her.

"Liz, as much as I love this and would love to keep doing this, Scarlett and her daughter are waiting for us." My Lizard slowly unwraps her legs from behind me, allowing me to lift myself off of her and take in the beauty of my girlfriend. How does she look ethereal at all times? We just woke up, and she could walk a runway. Unfair. "Something caught your eye?" At the sound of her voice, my eyes travel back to hers.

"You. Always you." I reply before I bring my lips to her own. Liz smiles and lets out a small laugh on my lips. "I'm so lucky." She husks out, leaving a confused look on my face because that's me. I'm the lucky one. But before I can say anything, Liz is pushing up into me, causing me to get off her fully. "Alright, let's get down there?" Liz says as she opens the bedroom door.

"Oh wait!" She stops and turns around to face me. She grabs the collar of Scarlett's graphic shirt that I'm wearing, pulling me into a kiss that quickly trails down to my collarbone.

Once again, Liz is marking what's hers.

I would protest, but I enjoy this too much.

Sue me!

Once Liz's lips leave my skin, the cool air rushes over the fresh red she left behind. I look down at the mark before looking at the lustful eyes of my girlfriend. I feel my cheeks start to burn, causing a satisfied smirk to form on Liz's face. We're now in this moment, and I don't know what to do, but I don't want to leave.

Liz must actually read minds because she's walking up to me, placing her hands on my hips, rubbing up and down. "You look cuter when you blush for me." My eyes go wide as Liz turns on her heels and walks out the bedroom door.

She heard?! How!?

By the time I poke my head out the door, I see Liz happily bouncing down the stairs. I want to chase her down, but my morning bladder has another idea. So after locating the bathroom, peeing, looking over my hickey, and freshening myself up, I make my way out of the bathroom and down the stairs. I was surprised to see Liz waiting for me at the last step.

"Any day now Y/N!" "Why were you waiting?" "Because I wanted you to see this first hand!" Before I can question what she means, she's dragging me towards the sound of a child laughing and Scarlett pretending to be a dinosaur.

Liz POV

As we round the corner to the kitchen, I let my hand drop from Y/N's so I can have both hands to surprise my little Rosie. Colin clocks me and nods my way as I make my way toward the two giggling blondes. Colin also looks toward Y/N and gestures for her to sit next to him at the kitchen island. I see Y/N knock back some Advil and water as the taller blonde notices me sneaking and crouches in front of her daughter.

"Rose-" "I'm not Rose right now. I'm Dino-Rose!" Scarlett puts a hand on her head. "You're right, Dino-Rose how could I forget! But can Dino-Rose listen to me?" Rose stops swinging her arms and pouts. "Am I in trouble?" Scarlett shakes her head at her dramatic daughter. "Not at all, sweetie. I want to talk to you. So you know how Mommy went out with some friends last night, and you stayed with grandma?"

Rose nods her head. "Well, Mommy's friends stayed here last night!" Rose tilts her head at her mom. "Are they living here now?" Even that earns a chuckle from Colin, who's been watching this whole interaction with heart eyes for his girls. Scarlett takes her time to reassure Rose that, no, her friends are not moving in.

"Good, because I didn't want to share my toys yet.." Scarlett looks up from Rose and to me. Signaling that now might be a good opportunity to jump in.

"You wouldn't even share with me?" I pipe up, causing Rose to whip her head so fast in my direction. "Aunty Lizzie!" Suddenly I have a six-year-old sprinting at me, and my only choice is to accept whatever comes next.

A hug. That's what comes next. Rose ran to me at full speed before coming to a full-blown stop with arms stretched out and puppy dog eyes. So, of course, I gave in and let her give me the world's biggest and greatest hug!

We're currently sitting on the floor as she keeps a squeeze on me and keeps telling me how much she missed me and how much she loves Wanda, much to her mom's distaste.

I kiss the top of Rose's head after she's had enough hug time and hips off me. I pull myself up and dart my eyes toward my smiling girlfriend. "What?" She shakes her head at me and mouthes, "you're perfect." Which makes a quick blush form on my face. Rose has now returned to her mom and is demanding why she didn't know Aunty Lizzie was here! Scarlett is doing her best, but Rose is putting up a good fight.

Rose has now come back to me and is asking to be held. "Rose, last time I did this, you said you were a big girl and didn't want it." "Please, Aunty Lizzie, it's been so long." I roll my eyes before scooping the little one up. She's not a million pounds or anything, but I'm glad Marvel makes me do some sort of workout. "Happy?" Rose simply nods before she furrows her brows.

"What is it, Rosie?"

"Is Uncle Robbie here too?"

With that question, the room freezes. Kids huh?

I take it with all the excitement and Dino time. Rose hasn't even had time to notice Y/N. Shit. I glance my eyes towards Scarlett, who has an apologetic look.

"Uh- No, Rose, he's not here, but I did bring someone with me?" She looks disappointed but interested. I move my body, so Rose can look in Y/N's direction. I can see Y/N internally struggling on how to handle this situation. However, before Y/N can even greet Rose, the little one moves her head away and into my neck. I look to Y/N's eyes, and it's like I can see her heart become fragile. I then look to Scarlett, who is just waiting with bated breath. She has walked towards my Coffee Girl for support but hasn't said anything. Thankfully Colin speaks up.

"Rose, it's okay." He gets up from his seat at the kitchen island and walks towards Rose and me. He crouches down in front of us so he can look up to Rose as opposed to down at her.

"Rose. Remember I was new once too?" He offers only gaining the movement of Rose's head. "It's okay to be shy, but just know your mom and Aunty Lizzie will never put you around someone they don't trust or love." Colin looks to me and gives me a tight smile. He's really trying with Rose right now.

"Rose, do you wanna come down, and we can go say hi to Y/N together?" Rose shakes her head no. Colin thinks."Do you want Aunty Lizzie to take you?" Rose turns her head to look at Colin before shaking it yes. "Okay." He nods before bringing himself off the floor. I mouth a thank you before walking towards Y/N.

Y/N has silently moved from the kitchen island to next to it, making it easier for all of us. I start making my way towards Y/N while Rose looks at her with such intensity. I don't know why I'm so nervous. Rose isn't my daughter. Maybe a tiny part of my brain wants Rose to like Y/N more than Robbie? It sounds messed up but is it true?

After what felt like forever, we're standing before my girlfriend. She isn't as tall as Colin, so she doesn't crouch in front of us, but she does hunch slightly.

"Hi, Rose. I'm Y/N. I know meeting new people can sometimes be scary, and that's okay." Y/N stops talking, and of course, Rose is giving her nothing. "Oh, my favorite color is orange. What's yours?" Y/N offers a little wave and question to Rose, who tilts her head in thought.

"Purple."

You can feel the room come back to life.

"Purple is an awesome color! Did you make that?" Y/N points to a handmade card that reads "Happy Mommy's Day" in purple crayon. Rose nods her head. "It's for Mommy. She's a superhero." Y/N's smile gets bigger the more she talks to Rose, and I can see that soon enough, Rose will have her wrapped around her finger.

I must've tuned out what was happening because the next thing I know, "Auntie Lizzie" is being said.

"No, I'm not a superhero like your Mommy and Auntie Lizzie. But they are pretty cool, aren't they?" Rose again nods before turning to me whispering in my ear.

Y/N POV

I look toward Colin and Scarlett, who are showing nothing but pure smiles. Clearly happy with how Rose came out of her shell. Not that being shy is terrible, but I think they just wanted Rose to like me and to not ask any more about Robbie.

Right now, Rose is whispering something in Liz's ear, making her giggle and whisper back to Rose.

I am watching my dirty blonde holding this cute as a button child, talking about who knows what is making the baby fever kick into overdrive.

"Y/N." I gaze at my girlfriend's face at the sound of her angelic voice. "Rose and I have been talking, and Rose would like to ask you something?" What kind of question did these two cook up? Oh, God. I can feel my nerves start to run laps around my body. I look to Rose.

"Who's your favorite superhero?" I hear Scarlett snort at the seriousness with which the question was asked. That's it? Wait. Is this a trick?

"Well, what's your favorite superhero?" I ask, hoping to trick the kid into giving me the correct answer. "You can't ask me. I asked you." Rose says with a smile. I step towards Lizzie and Rose before bending down slightly. "Rose, is your Auntie Lizzie trying to get me to say that Wanda is my favorite?" This cause Rose to laugh while trying to talk. "Noooo." I nod as though I believe her. "Okay." I then pretend to take some serious thought into Rose's question.

"Black Widow is my favorite Rose. What about you?" Roses jaw drops, and she looks at Lizzie, shocked! "I told you she would say Black Widow." I hear Liz not so quietly whisper into Rose's ear. Rose then turns back to Liz and whispers in her ear as well.

These girls love to only talk to each other.

Liz nods before saying, "I think that's a wonderful idea, Rose."

Liz carefully places Rose onto her feet before smiling at me. Rose cautiously makes her way to me, delighting Scarlett. In an effort to not mess anything up, I choose to remain standing.

"Aunty Lizzie said that since your favorite superhero is Black Widow, maybe you would want to play superheroes with me?" I smile down at Rose before crouching down to her level. "I'd love that, Rose! Thank you."

"You're welcome." Rose then looks over at me. "Is it okay if I hug you?" I think my heart might explode. "Of course, Rose! Thank you for asking!" I throw open my arms and close my eyes as Roses arms land on my side. I hear some coos from the adults in the room, and I'm pretty confident I heard a picture being snapped, but I'll ask about it later.

"I'm sorry about being shy earlier," Rose admits to me as our hug comes to an end. "Rose. That's okay. Remember what Colin said? It's okay to be shy. I was shy to meet you." Rose looks at me. "Really?" "Yeah! I thought since your mom and aunt were sooooo cool that their little Rose has to be like the coolest person ever!"

Rose throws on a little smirk at hearing how cool she is. Damn the Johanssons and their smirks. This little one is going to have me wrapped around her finger soon enough. Rose then looks up at her mom. "Is it okay if Y/N and I go play? I know it's your special day, but please, mom!" Rose jumps up and begs her mother, whose green eyes are full of happiness. I see it.

I also stand up and look to Liz. She places a hand over her heart and gives me a happy frown. "Rose, do you not want breakfast first?" Her mother raises an eyebrow in question. "No, I had some chocolate when Colin wasn't watching earlier," Rose states, not even looking at her mom. I have to cover my mouth to hold in the laughter. Scarlett groans more at Colin than Rose before ushering us away. "But you're going to have a full breakfast when we get done, okay?" "Okay!" Rose answers, pulling me away with her.

Liz POV

I smile at the sound of Rose giggles getting further away. Not because she is gone but because she is with Y/N.

"Name your price."

Huh? I turn my head to Scarlett. "What?" "Name your price. How much are you willing to pay for Rose."

"Scarlett," Colin says while laughing. "You can't sell Rose."

"Look at her face Col. I think she'd pay anything to see those two be happy and get along. I bet her ovaries are already putting up a fight."

My jaw hits the floor at the words falling out of Scar's mouth. Is she wrong? No. But she doesn't have to say it.

Thankfully once again, Colin steps up. "I'm sorry for her, Lizzie." Scarlett puts up her arms in defeat. "Listen, I'm just saying. Once this one comes along." Scarlett points to her growing stomach. "Lizzie will be begging to see him with Y/N."

Oh my God, Scarlett, stop talk- wait. Him?

Scarlett's having a boy?!

"Him?!" I ask in shock. Colin notices the look in my eyes and looks at his wife. Scarlett sees it, too, and starts walking towards me. "You're having a boy?" I ask, needing answers. I can see panic growing on her face. Scar reaches out and grabs my hands placing. "Yes, I'm having a boy." I go to jump up and squeal, but Scarlett's pregnancy reflexes are quick as she puts a hand over my mouth, shutting me up. "Rose doesn't know yet." My mouth once again drops. "Scarlett, this is amazing! I'm so happy for you! Oh my God." Before she can even protest, I'm hugging the Black Widow.

Once she's released from my grip, I quickly make my way to Colin and pull him into a hug as well. "Talk about a weekend update," I say, earning a groan from the other two people in the room. "Hunter said the same thing." I frown in disappointment. "You mean I'm not the first one to know again!" Scarlett shakes her head at me. "I'm sorry it slipped out when he came for dinner a while back." "Ugh. Fine." I try and pout, but I'm so happy for my friend right now.

"Okay, since you're pregnant. You sit down and relax while Colin and I prepare you, your daughter, and my Y/N an exceptional breakfast!" This causes no argument, as Scarlett will easily bow out from making meals when I'm around.

_

"What you got there?"

I ask Colin, who seems to be putting mustard on some peanut butter spread on toast with slices of pickles. "Scarlett's pregnancy craving at the time. I'm making it now just in case she wants it with breakfast." He looks disgusted by the creation, and frankly, so am I.

It's not often that it's just Colin and I left by ourselves. He's a nice guy and has been there for Scarlett in more ways than one. When she first told me about this guy she was falling for, I was a little shocked, to put it nicely. But he makes her and Rose happy, which in turn makes me happy. I'm sure others would disagree but ehh.

"So, how are you holding up?"

"I'm excited." He turns away from Scar's gross food to focus on the eggs he's scrambling. "You know, nervous but excited." I nod at his generic answer before continuing-

"Do you think I'll be a good dad?" I turn my attention away from the stack of waffles I got going on as this conversation gets more serious. "I mean, I think I will be, but... this is my first kid. I love Rose to death, but I wasn't there for those early years. What if when I'm there for this kid, I fuck up or..." Colin closes his eyes as the worry and panic start to overtake him. "I don't know. It's stupid." I shake my head and move the pan of eggs onto an unused stovetop before dragging Colin into a kitchen chair.

"That's not stupid, Colin. It sounds cliché, but I feel like no parent knows what to do their first time around. Hell. I bet Scarlett will forget things this go around too." He chuckles at that. "All that matters is that you love and care for that baby no matter what. Let's not forget anytime you need Y/N or I to come by and help, we will. Plus, do you think you'll be a good dad? Don't just say yes. Think about it." Colin leans back in his chair and closes his eyes in thought. I wonder if this is how he writes jokes.

"Yeah. I will be."

"Then you will be."

I simply state before returning to the ever-growing breakfast. It takes Colin a couple of minutes before he rejoins me. "Thanks, Lizzie." "No problem, Mr. Johansson," I smirk at him, making him roll his eyes. "Now, I can finish up here if you want to go and grab your wife. Then I'll leave you two to talk for a minute while I get the girls. Cool?"

"Cool."

"Oh wait, Lizzie." I turn to see Colin holding my phone. "I found this on the steps this morning. I didn't know if it was yours or Y/N's." I take it from him. He could've just looked at the wallpaper and seen whose phone it was. I tap the screen, and it doesn't turn on. The phone is dead. Ah, that's why.

"Thanks, Colin. Do you have any extra chargers?" Colin thinks. "Maybe in the living room? I'll ask Scarlett." I nod before he leaves. _

After Scar and Colin returned, I begin charging my phone before I'm off to find where those two rascals went. After consulting Rose's mom, she said they'd be in Rose's room or her old playroom, which is being transformed into baby #2 nursery. However, they made it pretty obvious where they were when I overheard Rose giggling about Y/N's, and I quote, "horrible form," to which Y/N said Natasha was nothing but a poser earning more giggle from Rose.

I was going to knock and interrupt, but I was having more fun listening in.

"Come on, Y/N, let's color!"

Y/N POV

Hanging out with Rose is sooo fun, but goddamn, it's tiring.

After we made it to her room to get some extra toys, we made it into another room that Rose called her playroom. It looked like a nursery, but whatever the kid was happy, so was I.

For the first couple of minutes, Rose showed me all of her Black Widow action figures. Some looked like Scarlett, while some were scary bad. Rose, let me pick first, and I picked one that looked nothing like the Black Widow we know and love. We played with them for a while. Pretending to go on missions to pretending that our widows were sisters. It was all fun. Once Rose got bored of that, she wanted us to be Widows, so that mainly involved me holding Rose up or her tackling me or Rose making fun of my "horrible form." By the end of it, we just ended up lying on the floor together, coloring in her Frozen coloring books.

I haven't seen Frozen or its sequel, but don't let Rose find that out.

I'm happily coloring in a guy with his reindeer when Rose stops what she is doing and scootches closer to me. I look over at her, and I'm instantly worried and looking her over. She seems concerned and sad. I drop the coloring pencils and sit up to comfort her.

"Hey, Rose. What's wrong?" I try and keep my voice calm to not stress her out anymore. Rose moved closer to me and opened her arms, so I did the same, allowing her to crawl into my lap. "It's okay, Rose. You don't have to talk or anything if you don't want to." Geez, now I'm immediately backtracking in case I said something wrong. "Do you want me to get your mom or Colin?" Rose shakes her head no and lifts her face to me. "Why isn't Uncle Robbie here? He always comes when Aunty Lizzie visits. But now you're here."

Well, there goes my heart. I hear it shattering.

I don't know how to proceed, but Rose is looking at me, and I know this moment will be in her memory for years to come.

"I'm sorry, Rose. Do you not like me being here?" Let's start there. "No. I like you. You're funny and play Superhero with me." I smile at that. "But Uncle Robbie also did that, and now he's not here."

Fucking hell.

I look towards the playroom door as it gently opens. Liz walks in with an apologetic smile. Shit. Did she hear? "Hey, you two!" Liz pretends like she didn't interrupt a meaningful conversation, but I've been picking up on her acting skills. Liz gets closer to us and "notices" an upset Rose. "Rosie, what's wrong?" Rose looks up at me before looking towards Liz.

"Where's Uncle Robbie?" Liz looks at me before sitting down right in front of Rose and I.

"You know how sometimes when your mom and I talk and you get bored because we talk about "grown-up stuff"?" Rose shakes her head, a little confused. "Well, you and I are going to have one of those talks." "About Uncle Robbie?" Liz nods her head. "Is he dead?" Rose bluntly asked, shocking my girlfriend and me. Liz's jaws drops while I cover my mouth. "No, sweetie Robbie is not dead." Liz quickly refutes any doubt in Rose's mind. Rose physically wipes non-existent sweat from her forehead. Colin totally taught her that. Liz smiles at Rose before putting on a serious face.

"Robbie is very much alive in Los Angeles and grown-up time Rose." She firmly says to make sure Rose listens. "Uncle Robbie and I aren't together anymore." I would've phrased this a bit better, but I can see Liz getting stressed from talking about this, so I can give the girl a break.

"Like you aren't getting married like Colin and mommy did?" "That's right, sweetie." Rose moves her head down in thought before she gets up and hugs Liz. "I'm sorry, Aunty Lizzie." Awww. Liz puts her arms around the tiny human. "It's okay, Rose. Everything's fine now." "You'll find someone else to marry." Rose casually drops before turning back to face me. "Thanks for being there for my Aunty," Rose says to me before she turns back to Liz. "Is grown-up talk over?"' Liz nods. "It can be."

Without another word, Rose starts picking up her coloring books and pencils. I watch as Rose does this task with ease before my eyes latch onto my Lizard. She's wiping away a couple of tears that have escaped. In an instant, I'm on my knees in front of her helping her out. "Tell her." Liz husks out to me. "Tell who, what?" "Tell Rose about us." "Me?" Liz simply nods before calling out to Rose. "Y/N has something she'd like to tell you." Rose moves away from her pile of books and comes up to Liz and me, sitting on the floor.

I've never been good at talking to kids, mostly because I have never been around them, and now here I am, having multiple serious conversations with Scarlett Johanssons kid. What is my life?

"Rose, does it make you sad that Auntie Lizzie isn't with Uncle Robbie?" I cautiously ask as I feel Liz's hand work its way up my back, silently comforting me. "If Aunty Lizzie isn't sad, then I'm not sad." I nod and move on. "How would you feel if Auntie Lizzie started seeing someone else?"

"If it's you, then I'd be happy."

I don't know why a kid's approval who has no blood relation to either Liz or me is so damn important, but I'm glad I got it.

"It is me." I smile at Rose, who looks between Liz and I before jumping up and down and then onto us. "Yay! That makes me so happy, Aunty Lizzie! I'm gonna go tell my mommy!" And before we can even stop her, that kid is out of the room.

I let out a breath I didn't know I had and fall onto the floor. Liz does the same before she rolls onto her side placing her arm on my stomach. "Still want kids someday?" Liz teases. "I do." Liz doesn't reply, but she does lean up and place a kiss onto my cheek. "You were great with her."

"Really? I feel like I didn't know what I was doing."

Liz just smiles down at me.

"I think that's called parenting." I roll my eyes. "Not for us yet." "No, not yet. You still have people to meet." Liz reminds me, even though I know she's nervous whenever that day happens because I know not long after that, the world will soon know too.

"You ready to get up? Some yummy waffles are waiting!" Liz scrunches her face up, and just as I'm about to answer, my stomach decides now is the time to put on a concert forcing Liz and I to laugh like idiots.

"Come on, let's go!" Liz hops onto her feet before pulling me up too.

"Oh, actually, you go ahead with it being Mother's Day. I should probably call my mom now as opposed to later."

Liz nods at me and gives me an ole sailor's kiss before leaving me in the former playroom.

Liz POV

So did Y/N and I admit that we want to get married and have kids with each other, or am I crazy? Is that why she suddenly needs to call her mom? Also, that kiss that I left her with! I'm not going off to war.

Man, my ovaries are attacking me today...

I close my eyes and slowly breathe in and out, shaking off the thoughts swarming my mind. Once I feel grounded and calm, I make my way down the stairs to an already set-up dining room.

Just as I'm about to comment on how I could've helped set the table, Scarlett comes and pulls me into a hug. "Lizzie! Rose told us the good news!" Why is Scarlett using her fake voice? Also, what good news? "About you and Y/N!" Oh right. "Oh! Yes. Thank you! Rose, are you happy that you got tell your mom and Colin?" I look at the six-year-old who is stuffing her face full of waffles. "Hmm, mmm! Aunty Liz-" "Rose, swallow your food before you talk." Scarlett sternly tells her kid. Rose starts chewing rapidly before swallowing and looking back to me. "Aunty Lizzie, did you hear I'm going to be a big sister to a boy!" "I did, Rose that's so awesome! You're going to be the best big sister!" Rose grins at me before going back to what's most important. Her food.

"Where is Y/N?" Colin looks at me with an eyebrow raised. "She's calling her mom." Both adults go ahh as I join the family at the table.

After loading up a plate for Y/N and myself, I dig in. I could wait, but Rose didn't, so why should I? Within minutes silence has taken over the table. I don't think any of us realized how hungry we were. Even Scar is eating her gross toast.

After swallowing some fruit, I decided to break it up. "So Colin, how's SNL? Planning on staying on?" Colin nods. "It's great. I'm a head writer now. You know it pays the bills-" That earns a hearty laugh from Scarlett that she quickly tries to cover up. "But maybe once the little man over here pops out, that'll change." He points to Scarlett's stomach.

"Anything new with you? I know you just got done filming the Doctor Strange sequel." Do I tell Scar and Colin about the HBO Show or not? Fuck it. "Yeah, I'm going to be in an upcoming HBO Show!" "House of Dragons?!" Scarlett immediately jumps the gun. I shake my head at her before receiving a pity look. "I'm still pissed you couldn't do Game of Thrones because of Marvel." I shrug because it's in the past, and I still watched and loved the show. "I didn't know you were almost in that." Colin looks at me, amazed. "Yeah, add it to the pile of things I was almost in." I laugh to move the conversation along. "So what's the show going to be about?"

"Apparently, it's based on a true story, and I don't know all the details yet, but I get to play an ax murder," I say with excitement. "Holy sh- shoot!" Good save, Scar. "That sounds crazy! I can't wait to see you kill it." Scarlett winks at me and laughs at her own joke.

"Wow, didn't wait, huh!" My girlfriend speaks up as she enters the room to see everyone stuffing their face.

"Rose didn't wait!" I exclaim. "Rose is a child," Y/N says into my ear as she sits down next to me. I see she turned her phone off? "How's your mom?" Y/N looks at me and then at the other people in the room who don't see it. "She's good. She's happy I called." Y/N smiles at me, but she has something in her eyes. "She's seeing Davey today." I place a hand on her back before nodding along. "We don't have to-" Y/N places a hand on my thigh and give sit a squeeze. "Thank you." Y/N begins digging into her food, and I smile because I made the special waffles I made the first night she stayed with me. I look up to see Scarlett already looking at me with a big smile.

The rest of breakfast goes on with some small talk here and there, and by the end of it, everyone is full. Colin talked about how much he loved WandaVision while Scarlett teased Y/N about her love for Black Widow. I made sure remind the other adults know that Y/N has only seen up to the first Avengers, which made Scarlett comment about how much she'll love Natasha in the Winter Solider.

Without meaning to, I'm pretty sure I was giving Scarlett, Wanda's death glare because then Y/N was in my ear telling me that I'm hers.

Scarlett noticed and smirked at our interaction and made sure to ease up on the flirtatious teasing. But this won't stop her forever.

After breakfast was cleaned up and put away, Rose brought down her coloring book and colored pencils for Y/N and her to continue drawing. About half an hour later, Y/N and Rose made some fridge-worthy art. Now I know Colin isn't ushering us out the door, but I know he has something planned for Scarlett's Mother's Day, so we shouldn't intrude.

Scarlett and I had to convince a pouting Rose that Y/N and I would be back. Y/N made a pinky promise to Rose that someday they could have a day together. Rose called it Y/N Day! That seemed to make everyone happy, so we soon gathered everything we needed, including phones, water, and clothes from last night, before making our way to the waiting car.

Y/N POV

How has today already been so eventful? It's not even noon. Is this what having kids is like? Is this what being married is like?

I look to my Liz, who has her phone in her hands, furiously typing away.

"What's up?"

Liz briefly looks over at me.

"Liz?" I ask, more concerned. She clears her throat and looks back at me. "Sorry, I'm catching up on a lot. The HBO show. Some WandaVision stuff. My team is asking me to do Hot Ones next month. Sorry. Let me do this stuff, and then I'm all yours!" She gives me a proud smile before it disappears as she dives back into her phone.

I just nod along. Sometimes I forget how much work her job can be. It's not just filming a thing, and then you're done. There's so much behind-the-scenes stuff. Liz has done a great job at trying to keep it out of view from me. But she shouldn't have to. I'm a big girl. I mean, yeah, I could sit back and look pretty while she handles things, but I don't want her to look or be as stressed as she seems right now.

"Is there anything I can help with?" 

"Not at the moment. But thank you." Liz says without looking up from her phone. Maybe asking her while she's in the middle of working isn't the best time.

Well, while she's on her, I guess I can be on mine.

I turn on my phone, surprised to find it still working. The battery life says it's at 17%, but who knows how much time that actually means-

Wait.

Who are all of these people?

On my lock screen are hundreds upon hundreds of Instagram notifications. Some things from Twitter. Was my name trending? I have dozens of texts from Sam, Max, and MK. Tons of missed calls and texts from unknown numbers. All of this has been in the past hour.

I'm unsure what's happening, but I can feel the blood leaving my body. I feel my throat closing, but at the same time but stomach is telling me I'm going to throw up.

I turn to Liz, and she's on the phone. When did this happen? How long has she been talking?

"Liz?"

She doesn't hear me.

"Liz?" I say louder.

She turns to me, and I see the gloss over her green eyes. She bites the bottom of her lip before she ends the phone call with whoever it was.

"Lizard, please, what's going on?" Liz swallows and puts her head in her hands. She's mumbling, and I quite make out exactly what's she saying. I take off my seat belt and put my butt in the middle seat.

Liz lift her head to me. She's on the verge of breaking. She places her shaky hands into my own.

"Liz?"

Liz's phone starts going off. When did she turn the ringer back on?

"Liz."

The phone keeps ringing.

The more it rings, the smaller this car feels. I look at Liz, and she is so close but so far.

Liz closes her eyes, squeezing a tear down her cheek.

"I- I'm... we've been outed..."

"Oka-"

"They-"

Liz stops.

All of her stops. Her breathing. Her shakiness. Her.

And then she opens her fucking beautiful green eyes.

"We can't be together."

A/N: Hey, besties... So what a good chapter, right? Scarlett and Rose! Colin isn't an asshole. All in all, some good stuff. Nothing stressful or full of drama, right guys?

Part 21

[abbyromanoff]

hi my love! since you’re writing me a birthday fic cause you’re the absolute best, i’d like to request Scarlett Johansson x Reader where it’s Rs birthday and Scar just spoils and treats R for the whole day. Ending in smut with Scar using her biggest cum filled strap and absolutely ruining R, hardcore sex with daddy kink and breeding kink. Like Scar just being rough and throwing R around. Make it as dirty as you possibly can haha. then ending with aftercare and Scar being a sweet baby.

thank you babes i love you <3

Birthday Suit

Pairings: Scarlett Johansson x reader

Word count: 6,460

Summary: After making you wait all day long, your wife has you open the last present of the day, her.

Warnings: smut, food play, strap-on use, daddy kink, breeding, punishment, face riding, blindfolds, orgasm-denial, teasing, cunnilingus, fingering, thigh riding, dom/sub dynamic, slight nipple play, slight possessiveness, squirting, small housewife kink, praising, degrading, petnames, aftercare, small pet play, cnc

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“Sweetheart? C’mon, it’s time to wake up.” A small nudge was sent to your sleeping form. You groaned in response, turning to face the other way only to have strong beams of light flashing through your eyes.

“Mm, not yet.” You negotiated, noticing the clock being marked 10:03 AM. You never were one to wake up this late, usually having work early in the morning. But Scarlett had already contacted your boss and got you the day off, you just didn’t know that yet.

“Shit! My alarm must’ve not gone off, I’m gonna be late.” You almost got whiplash with how fast you had gotten up. If it wasn’t for your girlfriend pushing you back down, you would’ve already been rushing out the door.

“Shh, I already called in. It’s your birthday, my love, you need a break.” You let out a content sigh as her lips clashed with your own. Her arms wandered your body and found place on your shoulders, leaning back but not before giving another short peck to your lips. A smile broke out across your face when seeing the beautiful woman in full glory, you couldn’t keep your eyes off her. You were the luckiest person in the world to call her yours.

“Let’s go. Since you say my cooking is so terrible, I’m taking you out to eat instead.” It was true, she burned anything she made. You were the one who cooked for her while she watched, giving the occasional kiss to the chef to show her gratitude.

“I’ve never said no such thing.” You added with a playful tone, watching as she gave you ‘that’ look. You shut your mouth immediately and went to the bathroom to get ready. You didn’t want to take too long, but you wanted to look nice. You had light makeup on and before you could pick out your outfit, Scarlett surprised you with some that she had gotten for you.

“No way you got me a ‘birthday girl’ shirt.” You tried hiding your laugh behind your hands, only to fail as you toppled over in humor. You wanted to be embarrassed, but it was too funny to even care. She signaled you to lift your arms, placing the tank top over your skin. You already had your leggings on and were now fully dressed. She walked the both of you out, giving a slap to your ass making you jump slightly. You turned to look at her only to see a smirk in return.

She opened the car door and got into the driver's side, her hand making its way to your thigh. She grasped your fingertips in her hands, giving small pecks to each one before holding your hand in hers tightly. She’d give you occasional glances at red lights, chuckling at the way you admired the city as if you’d never seen it before.

“Alright, dove, we’re here.” She had stopped in front of your favorite diner from when you were a kid. It wasn’t fancy, and it wasn’t the nicest place either. But she’d manage for you, seeing that large grin on your face as you tackled her with a hug before rushing in made it all worth it.

You sat down on the torn-up booth seat as the waitress gave you their introduction.

“Happy birthday.” She whispered next to you when walking away, you questioned how she knew for a moment, only to remember the shirt you had on. Your girlfriend sat across from you, still holding your palms. She never wanted to let go of you. She felt like if she did, it would all just end up being a dream. She knew that couldn’t be, but god she just loved to hold you more than anything.

“So, how’s your birthday, birthday girl?” By now, your drinks have already gotten here. You had a milkshake while Scarlett had a lemonade, but she kept taking sips of your drink when you’d look away. She already loved this day just as much as you. Even if it was your birthday, she never felt happier.

“It’s amazing because of you. Thank you for taking me here, I know you don’t really like this place.” She faked a gasp and held her hand to her chest, acting as if you just ripped her heart out.

“How dare you accuse me of that! I like this place, the…aroma is nice.” You chuckled at her failed attempt at a lie. The waitresses often acted like the sweetest old ladies, that was the only good thing. The boss knew you since you were a kid and gave you 10% discounts every time you ate here. The seats were held together by tape, must’ve been a bunch of nobodies tearing it up. They kept everything the same, it felt so nostalgic.

“And second of all, this is nowhere even near the start. It’s your day, I’m spoiling my beautiful girl with everything their heart desires.” Your eyes widened, your mind traveling to all the things you’d be doing that day. The only thing you didn’t know was that she was planning something extra special tonight. You had no idea what she was hiding under her pants, you had no idea she was even packing.

“And when you get back home, I want you to open your first present of the day. I hope you’ll like it.”

“Baby, anything you get me I’ll love, you know that. You yourself are more than enough and yet you’re still getting me so much.” Before she could lean over and kiss you, the waitress interrupted by placing your food on the table. Scarlett had ordered cinnamon french toast while you ordered their famous egg bacon and cheese sandwich. It was your go-to, you never switched it. Their food was great, but you loved the way the gooey egg yolk would leak out of the sandwich. You loved the crunch of the bacon and the pull of the cheese.

“Mm, is it good, my love?” You nodded and let out a small moan, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the first bite. She only laughed before she finished cutting her meal and taking the first bite. It wasn’t her favorite but it was still good.

A little over an hour later, the booth was filled with laughter and your beaming voice. Your smile was the largest it had ever been, your wife loved it. She loved making you happy, she’d give everything just to see you grin.

“Well, you ready to go home?” The bill was already paid, a decent-sized tip and a hug to a few of the workers and you both were out. You returned to your spot in the car, leaning over the console to give the woman a long, passionate kiss. Her hands cupped your face as her tongue licked over your lips asking for entrance. You let her in and she explored your mouth like it was new, like she’d never even kissed you before. She was hungry for you, but she had to make you wait just a few more hours.

You pulled back to breathe, resting your head on her shoulder and giving small pecks to the exposed skin. She hummed in delight before starting the car, pulling your head back to smile at you once more.

The second you arrived home there were so many presents on the table that you hadn’t seen before you left. She must’ve got someone to place them for her.

“Well, I want you to open up one to two for now, you can save the rest for later.” You rushed over to the different-sized boxes, examining all of them to see which you should open first. You shook a few in your hands and made guesses on what they are. Scar took them from your hands, walking you over to the couch and picking out two for you to open.

“Hmm, I think this one is a Lego set. And this one- I can’t tell what it is.” She motioned for you to open the surprises and maneuvered your body so you sat on her lap with her arms around your stomach.

You were right, the first was a Lego set of the black widow set. She knew how much you fangirled over her characters and knew she had to get it for you.

“Do you like it?”

“Like it? I fucking love it, baby! Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!” You turned your body to hug her tightly, rocking her side to side with you. She kissed the side of your cheeks repeatedly and made sure you couldn’t let go. You could feel something poking you but you couldn’t care, all you wanted was to have your girl in your arms. You couldn’t stop the ever-so-light grind your hips made against the toy making Scarlett smirk. You now knew her surprise for the night, you couldn’t be more excited.

“Daddy?” She groaned into your ear and bit her lip, her eyes fluttering shut for just a moment.

“Baby, it’s still the afternoon. Why don’t you wait a bit till daddy fucks you, hm? You think you can last that long?” Even when knowing it was most likely a lie, you still agreed. You didn’t want to make her angry, not on your birthday. As much as you loved being edged and humiliated for hours on end, all you wanted in the moment was for her to fuck you so sweetly. So softly. You wanted to feel her hands wandering your body as she made love to you.

“Yes, daddy. I’ll wait for you, I’ll be a good girl.”

“Good. Good little girl for me, doing whatever I tell you, huh?” She played with your locks of hair and handed you the next present without breaking eye contact.

“Now this one, this one is a little special. I had it custom-made to my liking, I want you to wear it for me.” You unwrapped the wrapping paper of the small box, your eyes widening as the object made its way into your sight. The red set was pulled out, the stockings following suit. Her hands ran up and down your inner thighs, her mouth lightly sucking on your pulse point. You let out a small moan and dropped the clothes down, leaning more into her touch.

“Be careful, my love. I had this made just for you, don’t be so ungrateful.” You picked up the articles of clothing before you could even blink. You didn’t want to make her mad in any way and cause her to throw you around tonight. But at the same time, that was all you ever wanted.

You didn’t even notice your hips still moving on top of her until her hands gripped your waist, forcing you to stay still.

“What did I say?”

“T-to wait for you.” She scoffed in your face before pushing you onto her right thigh, forcing you to straddle her. You knew you couldn’t move unless she said so, but you had to rock your body back and forth just once. Surprisingly, she didn’t make you stop, she just watched, arms behind her head admiring the view in front of her. You took this as her approval and started to go a bit faster, feeling the texture of her skinny jeans below you.

“Mm, that’s it. Why don’t you take your pants off, leave the panties on.” You quickly stood up to remove your bottoms, shying away from the hungry eyes of your girlfriend. Before you could go back to your previous position, her hand grasped your chin with gentleness and care.

“Oh, doll, you’re so pretty. My beautiful little pet. Now, how about you show me those panties, I want to see how wet you are for daddy.” She laid you onto the couch and separated your legs, getting onto her knees in front of you. Your excitement was through the roof knowing what was to come. Her tongue lightly grazed your clit through your soaked undergarments, your head was thrown back at the immense pleasure.

“Oh, daddy, that feels so good!” You tried closing your legs, only to no avail. She kept them pried open as her mouth left small kisses and licks over the wet spot that she caused.

“Fuck, you taste so good. And you’re so fucking wet, did I do this to you? Did daddy cause you to be dripping onto our couch?” You nodded along, not registering a word she said. Suddenly, a loud ringtone made you jump in your seat. There was no contact name, but Scarlett seemed to know exactly who it was. She moved from her place between your legs, shushing you with a finger to your plump lips.

“Scarlett?” You asked once she hung up, staring at her with confusion when she grabbed your pants off of the floor.

“I’m going to pick up the cake, I’ll be back soon. And if I find out you touched yourself without my permission, this day won’t end well for you. And trust me, I always know.” You gulped away your fears and stared up at the woman, begging her to stay and let you cum. She only laughed and walked out the door with a short goodbye. You were left in the shirt she had chosen for you and your soaked panties. Your mind was filled with thoughts of what was to come, what she’d do to you. She couldn’t possibly be mad at you for playing with yourself, it was your birthday, after all, you deserved a bit of a treat.

But you couldn’t give in, not yet. You just had to wait a few more hours for her to have her way with you. It never felt so long. It was like she had left hours ago even though it had only been forty-five minutes. You so desperately needed that release, you needed her to be here with you. You debated on calling her, the contact name screaming at you to just give in. Right as you were about to click the call button, the door opened revealing your stunning wife holding a box that must’ve held your cake. It was red velvet, just as you liked. She sent a smile your way and placed the food on the counter, the small grocery bag making its way into your eyesight. You could only see what looked like a jar of whipped cream and a carton of un-cut strawberries. ‘It must be for the cake’ you thought, not realizing the true purpose of the items.

“Y/N? Did you even hear what I said?” You blinked a few times and looked to where the voice came from, only now noticing the close proximity between you two. She grabbed your hand and led you into the kitchen where the food was, your mood immediately being lifted when seeing the design. There were pink flowers on the top and sides along with chocolate-covered strawberries on top. You couldn’t wait to get your hands on it.

“Well, do you like it? I know how much you love pink so I thought, why not get my favorite girl exactly what she wanted.” She tickled the side of your hips, laughing at the way you tried to escape her grasp. She used one fingertip to dip into the frosting, booping your nose and painting it with a pink cream.

“Oh, you are so lucky I love you.”

“Yeah? You love me?” You rolled your eyes before turning to face her, your arms placing themselves around her shoulders. You buried her face into her neck, making sure your nose would rub against her.

“Okay, now that’s just rude!” She mirrored your position, holding you close to her body and grabbing the fork left on the counter.

“Well, let’s dig in, baby.”

After what seemed like hours, every present was opened and the cake was almost gone. You had already responded to every ‘Happy Birthday’ message and tweet. Your whole dashboard was covered in sweet messages and drawings people had made for you on your special day. Scarlett was in the walk-in bathroom getting ready for bed, applying her skincare delicately to her face. You turned off the light on your bedside table and laid on your side facing away from where she was. The conversation with her from earlier had already escaped your mind, but it sure as hell didn’t leave your wife’s.

You felt the bed dip as she joined you in bed. You moved your head just a little bit to give her a kiss goodnight and returned to how you were, stopping in your tracks when feeling something against your bottom.

“Scar? What are you doing?” Her hips grinded slowly into you, a remembrance of what you were doing earlier on her thigh. Her curious hand found its way to your neglected breasts, her fingertip circling your nipple gently. You whimpered quietly and tried to scramble away from her, only to be pulled back in.

“Don’t try to push me away, we both know you want it. Now, why don’t you let me treat my girl for her birthday, it is your special day after all.” You couldn’t possibly say no to her. She was right, you both knew you needed it. It was like a drug and you were an addict.

“Daddy..” Came your small voice, your body moving in rhythm with hers on its own. You moved onto your back, Scarlett’s breath-taking face coming into your view. Her wet hair splayed across the sides of your face. She picked up your leg and placed it on her side, your other leg being pushed apart to give her free access.

“I have a little surprise for you, dove. And I think you’ll love it.” You followed her gaze to the bedside table on her side, the grocery bag from earlier being placed on top of the wooden table. Your eyes widened, turning to look at her with shock and excitement. She placed her hands on the oversized shirt you were wearing, feeling the soft fabric in her hands. You could tell what she was thinking and gave her a nod of approval.

“Fuck, I’ll never get sick of these perfect tits.” She palmed the soft skin in her hands, letting out a soft moan at the contact. She smiled smickly to herself when thinking of the things she could do, how she could ravish you. Your hands slowly made their way to the large imprint in her boxers, you could tell it was a new strap.

“You feel that? Daddy got it just for you. This one, this one is special though,” She took a small pause, ridding herself of her undergarments and freeing her strap-on from the confinements. “You know why it’s so special?” You shook your head, no, your eyes stuck on the toy. She grabbed your hand, placing it onto the object and guiding your hand onto her.

“Yeah, jerk daddy off, princess. I can’t wait to fill you up with so much fucking cum, watching it drip out of this sweet little hole- God! You’re so hot, baby girl.” She thrusted herself into your strokes, acting as if she could feel it, she could feel your touch. You tried clenching your legs, anything to get some sort of relief. Scarlett didn’t let that slide. She gripped your thighs tightly, almost causing the soft skin to bleed.

“Don’t be greedy, I’ve already given you so much today. Why don’t you let daddy play with her little toy for a while, that sound good?” She didn’t care for a response and gave you a long, forceful kiss. Her tongue prodding at your lips distracted you from the feeling of her fingers dancing around on your thighs. Your clit was aching, begging to be touched. You gasped when feeling her long, cold fingers circling your clit, she took that as her opportunity to insert her tongue into your mouth. She explored your body like it was new, as if she hadn’t already claimed each inch of your skin.

Her faux cock prodded at your folds, sending a shiver down your spine and goosebumps to erupt over you. She chuckled lightly and disconnected her lips with your own, watching as you struggled to fight for air.

“Look at you, all spread out and ready for me. I think I know just what could be the cherry on top to all of this.” She whispered hotly against your ear, biting the lobe softly as to just graze the area.

“W-what is it? The cherry on top, what is it?” You asked in a meek voice, your slick dripping down her fingertips and your thighs. Her digits popped into your mouth, the lightly salty-sweet flavor invading your tastebuds.

“Taste good? Yeah, you taste fucking divine, my love. Now, why don’t you close your eyes before I blindfold you.” You had to bite back a moan at the thought alone. Her using you however she pleased without you even knowing what her next move would be, it was something you could only dream of happening.

“Oh? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Who am I kidding, of course, you would. You love anything daddy gives you, isn’t that right?” No words were able to leave you, only your consistent moans.

“I asked you a question, answer it.”

“Yes, daddy. I love everything you give me, everything!” She hummed in satisfaction at your words, waiting for you to comply. You slowly did, closing your eyes and ridding yourself of knowing anything she would do to your helpless body.

“Such a good whore for me, always doing exactly what I tell you.” You heard what sounded like a small crackling sound and automatically opened your eyes, bad mistake.

“What did I just say? You know, I was trying to take it easy on you but you just don’t want to listen.” Your eyes were quickly covered with a cloth, your sight only being filled with darkness. You wriggled in her grasp hopelessly, only making her more enraged.

“Stop it! Don’t make me handcuff you too, because I promise you, I will.” You felt a cold, soft texture land on your breasts causing you to let out a gasp. You could just see the concentration displayed on Scarlett’s face trying to make the perfect swirl.

“Now this is what I like to see. Stay still for me, baby, daddy just wants a taste.” Her hands held your hips, her tongue smothering your covered tits and eating the delicious treat like it was her last meal. She didn’t leave a drop behind, not a single one. She gathered up the whipped cream on her pointer finger, ghosting over your lips as a sign to open them. You did. Your mouth was filled with the sweet flavor, and your wife leaned over you with those same eyes as before, pure hunger and need. You couldn’t see it, but you could feel it. You could feel the way her hands held you, fighting off the urge to not move lower. And you could hear the ragged breaths, you could hear just how desperate she was to finally get her mouth on you.

“Fuck, you think you can do something for me?” She was trying to hold back, you could tell. It brought a small smirk to your face knowing how much control you had over her even when being blindfolded and helpless.

“Anything for you, daddy.”

“I want you to ride my face.” Even through the sternness in her tone, you could hear the slight uncertainty. You were always too nervous to do so, scared you’d be too heavy for her to hold. But she had assured you countless times again that it wouldn’t happen and that ‘I’d love more than anything to die between your thighs’. You’ve watched many pornos that played out exactly like this, the girl riding the others’ face like there was no tomorrow. And you couldn’t lie, it was hot. You just never thought she’d be so into it.

When not hearing a response, your wife let out a small sigh. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to, angel. You can tell me no.”

“No! No, I want to.” She didn’t fully believe you, she knew you’d gladly do anything she wanted before thinking of yourself.

“You need to tell me you want it, I need to know this is what you really want.”

“I want it, I want to ride your face, Scarlett.” Her hand delicately placed itself around your neck, licking a long stripe up your neck. She enclosed her lips on your skin, creating more hickey’s the farther she went down. Suddenly, the same hands were lifting you up and placing you onto her lap. She was letting you go at your own pace. No matter how much she loved to have that control over you, she’d never force you into doing something you didn’t want.

She lifted your blindfold for a moment, giving you a soft kiss before you started to move closer and closer to her face.

“It’s okay, love, do it for me.” You felt a rough grab on your thighs, pulling you onto her lips. She didn’t let up, her tongue immediately dove into your heat. It swirled around your clit, making out with the wet bud like her life depended on it.

“Fuck, taste so damn good.” She muttered, your juices filling her mouth. You held onto the bedpost in front of you, slowly starting to rock your hips against her. Your bundle of nerves grazed against her nose, causing you to let out a loud moan.

“Daddy! Oh god- yes! It feels so good! So fucking good!” She chuckled darkly into you, the vibrations causing shivers up your spine.

“Mm, could eat this little pussy all day, so sweet.” Her fingers ran across your folds, prodding at your hole for entrance.

“God, you’re so tight! Just begging me to finger you, huh?” You rode her faster, your pace becoming animalistic. She held your butt tightly, giving a small smack to the soft skin and creating a loud cackling sound. Her tongue dipped into your hole, moaning at the flavor.

“Daddy! It- it hurts, I can’t take it.” She restricted your movements with the hand placed on your body, the other teasing your wetness once more. You were absolutely dripping, nearing your peak. You knew you couldn’t finish without permission but fuck was it hard. It felt like heaven, the most beautiful woman sloppily eating you out with pure need. No matter how tight of a hold she had on you, it couldn’t stop the grinding coming from your lower body.

“Don’t you dare fucking move, or I’ll stop.”

“But, please! I need it, I wanna cum so bad.” Tears rolled down your red face, the overwhelming sensation becoming too much to bare. You broke. You couldn’t even warm her before you came crashing down, trying to push her off of you to the best of your ability. She quickly stopped what she was doing, making you whine loudly.

“When did I tell you that you could cum? Hm?” When you didn’t respond she continued, “Huh? Tell me, when the fuck did I say you can cum?” You gulped down any words that could form, knowing they’d only get you into more trouble. The sight of her angered face filled your eyesight as the cloth covering your eyes was ripped off of you.

“I was trying to be gentle with you, princess. Since it’s your day I thought, why not treat my girl? I’d fuck them so well and make their day perfect, but you just had to ruin that, didn’t you? You couldn’t listen to me and wait, no, you were too much of a desperate little bitch to wait for daddy.” A slap was sent to your cheek, your face moving to the side as you touched the reddened skin.

“I’m sorry, daddy-” Before you could finish your sentence, you were being slammed against the mattress, your wife leaning over you with that fierce gaze.

“Don’t get all apologetic now, you know what you did. Now, why don’t you make it up to me, let daddy play with this sweet fucking body however I want, okay?” You knew there was no point in pleading for forgiveness, the damage was already done. Her arms went on either side of your head, one going down to stroke her strap. You moved your hips towards the toy, begging for it inside of you.

“Such a dirty girl, I thought I taught you better. What do we say when we want something, hm?” Your hands were fighting the urge not to grab onto her round breasts and tease them till they were swollen, till she was the one pleading you not to stop.

“P-please! Please, daddy, I want you to fuck me, want you to use me.” She leaned in close to your face, your lips nearly touching.

“That’s better.” She leaned back, your body chasing after her mouth as if it was a floating memory. She only chuckled, noticing your distracted form and using it to her advantage. She slipped the tip inside of you, watching as your mouth formed a large O shape when trying to suppress a moan. Her thumb pinched your clit, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your hands forming fists. She didn’t stop until the entirety of her length was inside of you, stretching you out like never before. She was so big, you almost couldn’t handle it.

You gave her a small nod when the burning sensation went away, instantly feeling her thighs make contact with your own as she started a slow yet hard pace. You needed more, it wasn’t enough.

“Daddy! Go faster, please go faster!” You hoped she’d show you some sort of mercy and do as you asked, but she didn’t. She had only done the exact opposite, stilling her thrusts completely.

“Is that how you ask for things? Are you that dumb and brainless that you can’t follow a single fucking rule?” You shook your head quickly, forcing your body to stop its movements before she did it herself.

“No, daddy, I’m sorry. Please fuck me faster, I’m begging you. I’ll do anything, fucking anything!”

“Good girl, love. Did such a good job doing as I say.” She finally complied, hitting deep inside of you only to pull out almost entirely. The headboard slammed against the wall in front of you, creating a dent that Scarlett made a mental note to have fixed. Your moans filled the room covered in the stench of sex, your wife wished she could play them on repeat for hours. Heavy breaths escaped her every time she moved, the sound being vocalized right next to your ear. You could hear the small whines that left her, you could hear everything.

“God, you’re so damn sexy. Want to cover this beautiful body with my marks, show everyone who you belong to.” She took hold of the necklace she had gotten you that was splayed across your chest. It had her name written in gold cursive, it had to be your favorite gift of the day.

“You see this?” She started, “This is my name. Mine. And I want you to wear it every goddamn day so everyone will know you’re mine. All fucking mine.” She connected her lips with yours, the small hint of your juices from earlier lingering around and hitting your taste buds.

“All yours.” You mumbled, receiving a smirk from the slightly older woman. She took hold of your thighs and pushed them forward to touch your stomach, reaching deeper inside of you and causing your legs to shake.

“Oh fuck! Yes, right there!” Your hands went to play with your nipples, hoping to throw you closer to the edge.

“Yeah? Did I hit that nice little spot inside of you that gets you all dumb for daddy? Such a cute whore for me, and only for me, right?” You nodded along with whatever she said, only focusing on the immense pleasure she was giving you. She decided to let it go just this once, instead choosing to admire your blissed-out face.

“I can hear just how wet you are for me, doll, you’re fucking dripping.” Her thighs shined in the small bit of light illuminating the room, being drenched in your slick as she rammed into you harshly.

“My beautiful, beautiful girl, I love you so much. Daddy loves you, princess, she loves you so much.” You basked in the short, sweet moment and pulled her into you, licking the shell of her ear before whispering gently,

“Show me how much you love me, let me cum. Let me make a mess all over your dick.” Her eyes fluttered shut as she contemplated her options. This was supposed to be a punishment, she was meant to deny you. But the way you spoke so heavenly into her ear made her want to fulfill your request more than anything.

“You can hold it a little longer, right? Can you be my good girl, or do you only know how to be a cock-drunk slut?” Your back arched off the bed, your release nearing. You knew you were incapable of waiting, you already had long enough. But you wanted to make it up to her, to do what she had asked of you.

“No, I can’t! I really can’t, daddy. It’s too much!” She shook her head in disagreement, making you shed tears you didn’t know were threatening to come out.

“Just a little longer for me, okay? Can you do that?” You agreed with no plans of actually following through. She wasn’t going to stop anytime soon, you both knew that.

“I can’t! I need it, I’m begging you. I’ll do anything- Ah! Just, please fill me up!”

“Yeah? You want me to cum deep inside this tight pussy? Maybe you’ll get pregnant too, be all round with my pups. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Your mind was fuzzy and blank, the only thing you were able to think of was her. Her voice. Her words. Her touch. Everything she did got you closer to breaking her rules.

“Mhm, I want it, I want your pups. I need you filling me up every second of the day.” You mumbled out incoherently, a grin finding its way to your wife's face.

“I will, baby, I fucking will. I’ll make sure you’re dripping in my cum every morning and every night, I’ll never waste a drop. You would make the perfect housewife and the perfect little mommy.” The fake cum shot deep inside of you, occasionally spilling out of your hole. She moaned as if she could actually feel it, like she could feel your walls clenching around her. You let out a silent scream and bit the pillowcase next to you, your hands gripping the sheets tightly.

“Don’t hide your moans, love. Daddy wants to hear every sound she can get out of that whorrish mouth.” Her mouth placed itself on your breasts that were calling out for her. She sucked as if there was milk coming out, teasingly biting the hard bud to pull a reaction out of you. The coil in your stomach snapped, your juices spurting out of you and hitting her lower stomach. She hadn’t permitted you, yet it was too hard to stop it. You hoped she wouldn’t mind, that she’d let it go and continue to fuck you all night long.

“That’s it, cum for me. You’re so fucking hot, I’ll never get tired of watching you squirt all over me.” She sloppily fingered your clit, laughing at the way you tried to clench your legs closed.

“Awh, don’t get all shy on me now. I want to see this wet little pussy just dripping in my cum, can’t you just give daddy this one thing? After she’s been so nice to you today.” She pouted innocently, forcing your legs back open with her long, veiny hands. You were so sensitive, it hurt just for her to touch your inner thigh.

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s alright. I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere.” You hugged her close to your chest, whimpering as she started to pull out.

“It’s okay, let’s just wait a minute. Does that sound good?” You nodded, hiding your face into her neck and sobbing quietly.

“I didn’t hurt you, right?” She was panicked, the last thing she’d ever want to do is harm you in any way.

“N-no, you didn’t hurt me. ‘M just sensitive.” She let out a small sigh of relief and refused to let you go, keeping you in her arms like you were her life support. Your eyes were droopy as sleep was invading your senses, only to be pulled back to reality as Scarlett hoisted you onto her waist. She was careful not to hurt you and gently placed you down on the side of the tub, moving to rid herself of the strap-on attached to her hips and to grab a wet cloth.

“This might sting just a bit but I promise it will be over soon.” The fabric made contact with your cunt, a small burn following. Your hands instinctively made their way to her shoulders, biting your lip to suppress any sounds that would follow.

“There, all done.” You had already brushed your teeth and gotten yourself ready for bed earlier and now were being carried to your shared bed. She let you down gently, tucking you in under the pile of blankets before sliding in next to you. Her arms went around your form, hugging you tightly and catching a whiff of a familiar scent.

“Are you wearing my perfume?” Your small giggle and no response were all the answers she needed as she let out a laugh of her own before kissing your forehead.

“You’re adorable, baby.” She said, “Happy Birthday, I hope I was able to make this day perfect for you.”

“You just being here was the greatest gift I could’ve ever asked for. Thank you, you really know how to make someone’s day.” She could tell by the yawn you let out soon after finishing your words that you were close to falling asleep.

“I try. Now, get some rest, baby. You were so good for me tonight, I’m so proud of you.” You smiled drunkenly, letting out yet another yawn before speaking one last time that night.

“Love you so much, Scarly.”

“Love you to the moon and back, darling.”

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[ohmyeyesmyeyes]

secret double life

sidney crosby x f!actress!reader

fc: dianna agron

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ynofficial: i apologise on behalf of makeup artists across the world. i have failed you and learnt nothing since i was 17, and for that i am deeply sorry. anyway, this has been a dream come true of mine - thank you for the opportunity vogue! (i apologise for the lateness, but the video is up on YT rn!)

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user12: you can do no wrong in my eyes, even if the foundation was the wrong shade

user13: she fr worked with it and said 'trust the process'

user14: i can feel the mascara wand in my eye

user15: HER RINGS FUCK WHAT IF THAT TWITTER THREAD WAS RIGHT

user16: the twitter thread was right what are you talking about??????

user17: was it all common knowledge or something?

user18: forgetting they're married is like never remembering that ryan reynolds was married to scarlett johansson

user19: was it just me or did anyone else hear a child laugh in the background?

user20: ME!!!!

user21: babe you're looking so good

user22: thank you for feeding us with this content

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gossip: after the news has begun recirculating, pittsburgh penguins legend, sidney crosby, has been seen attending a charity gala with his wife, actress y/n l/n. it is unknown as to how long the couple have been married, but rumours suggest 10+ years.

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user24: WHAT!!!!! THEY BOTH LOOK SO GOOD!!!!

user25: idk which one i want to bite first

user26: i'm praying for confirmation 🙏🙏

user27: it has only just occurred to me that people don't know about these two and it upsets me sm 😭

user28: parents

user29: they actually might be though

user30: I'VE BEEN THINKING THIS!!

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unofficialnhlnews: a reporter asked crosby if he had any family in the stands for today's 1000th game for the pens, he said yes and when asked (for the first time, nearly ever), who, he replied with "well, i flew out some of my family from home, but my wife's watching today."

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user32: CONFIRMATION WTF

user33: he was so open with it what

user34: BRO STARTED BLUSHING

user35: i don't think i've ever seen crosby smile like that

user36: if this is true, i'm thinking about the baby laugh in the background of her vogue grwm

user37: tbh if they've been together for that long they literally could have a kid fr

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ynofficial: apparently i lead a secret double life?

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user38: IS THAT CHILD YOURS? IS IT SIDNEY CROSBY'S KID?

user39: it'd be so funny if it is hers and sid's with the ovi jersey

user40: the armpit scribbler is definitely sid

ynofficial: he's one of the three 👍

user41: does that count as a hard launch??????????

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ynofficial: sid by me ❤ it's been an honour to experience life with you so far - i really fucking love you.

to the rest of you: i give you sid, and introduce you to mason and india!

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user45: *sharp inhale* AAAAAAAAAAAA

user46: he was so baby 😭

user47: SIDNEY CROSBY IS A DILF ⚠️ I REPEAT SIDNEY CROSBY IS A DILF ⚠️

user46: the baby in the #87 jersey i'm sobbing

user47: we said confirm pls and y/n and sid heard change lives

user48: oh 😭 my 😭 god 😭

user49: india and mason are so fucking cute

user50: the first picture is breaking hearts

user51: what about that kid that was wearing the ovi jersey?

ynofficial: mini ovi and mini crosby swapped jerseys after the all star game this year!! both dads cried

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ynofficial: y/n by me (sid) ❤ i really fucking love you, too

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user52: simple but romantic

user53: i'm crying

user54: THE ONES WHEN HE'S CUDDLING HER AHKSJGF

user55: the wedding photo lmao

user56: baby and bump

user57: i'm definitely dying alone

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ynofficial: 😋

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[natashaslesbian]

How about Scarlett being busy with work and R missing her mama while trying to get her attention

Math Test

Word Count: 1.3k

Parings: Mom!ScarlettJohansson x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: none I believe :)

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A/N• eeeee I’m gonna be writing for Scarlett! I’m likely to only do platonic fics for Scar as I’m not sure about writing anything else for an actual person

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You sat facing the window while the phone was ringing. Following the raindrops down the glass until your mom finally picked up. “Hey y/n what’s up?” Scarlett asked, “Hi mom, I was just wondering when you’d be home, you said we could have our movie night today” you replied into your mobile. “Oh hunny I’m so sorry I completely forgot, I’m still gonna be at the office for a few hours, we’ll do it another night sweetie” you weren’t really disappointed, you had expected that she forgot. Before you could reply your mother cut you off “y/n I’ve got to go okay I’ll see you later, love you!” You listened to the call disconnect, at least you knew she still loved you, if only she would show you that.

You were asleep by the time Scarlett got home, and she was out before you woke up the next morning. The CEO hadn’t had time to prepare your lunch so she left $20 on the kitchen island for you. You stuffed it into your purse and headed off to school. It was a regular day, the stares and quiet hushes of your peers, the Johansson name hung over you like a dark cloud. It was the second lesson of the day, math, and you had been preparing for your test for the last week. The class fell silent as pens hit paper and you got through the first few questions quickly.

Scarlett was at her desk when her phone rang, your schools number appearing on her screen. “Hello” she said sceptically as she answered. “Hi Ms Johansson, it’s Mr Chan from Bridgewater high, we need you to come and collect y/n immediately. I’m afraid there’s been an incident and she’s been suspended for a week” your principal said. Scarlett was shocked, you had never been in any trouble at school “what’s happened!” She said down the phone. “I’m afraid her teacher caught her cheating on a test, are you available to come and collect her?” Your mother was mortified, she collected her things, asked Kate to hold the fort and stormed out of the office.

Scarlett didn’t say one word to you when she arrived at the school. She stomped back to the car with you half jogging behind to keep up with her. “Mom” you called again, “get in the car” she hissed. “Mom!” You shouted, “y/n get in the car! We’ll talk at home” Scarlett said. The journey felt longer than usual, the uncomfortable silence filled the atmosphere and your leg had began to bounce with anxiety. Scarlett’s grip was tight on the steering wheel, and she made a point of reving the engine to make sure you knew she was angry.

Your mom had you sat at the kitchen table the second you were inside, she remained on her feet and you realised how much trouble you were in. “Why?” Scarlett said “why on earth would you cheat on a test? I don’t understand y/n your one of the smartest kids in that school what the hell where you thinking!” She shouted. “I knew all the answers I just….” You whispered. “You what?” Scarlett said as she slammed her fists on the table “y/n like it or not you are a Johansson and I will not have you drag down the name, I have worked to damn hard!” Your mom screamed. “Well maybe you should stop working so hard!” You sobbed “maybe you should stop working and come home and be with me!” you cried.

Absolute silence fell across the room. Your mom had never heard you shout so loud, never seen you fight so hard to hold back tears. It seemed all at once she realised how you must be feeling “sweetheart” she whispered, a stark contrast from the noise moments before. “You were trying to get caught?” She asked as she came and sat on a nearby chair. “I didn’t know what else to do” you sniffled. “Baby you should’ve talked to me” Scarlett said, a hint of guilt coating her voice. “I tried, but you’re always so busy at the office and filming and now directing” you said as you used your sleeve to wipe your nose.

Your mom had never felt more ashamed. How had she been ignoring the one thing that mattered most to her, gotten so wrapped up in her work life that she hadn’t even noticed how desperate you were for her attention. “Y/n I’m so sorry. You’re right I’ve been so busy and I thought that it would help you in the long run but I completely missed what was happening right in front of me” Scarlett said as she began to softly cry. “I just wanna spend time with you mama” you whimpered. “Oh baby, come here, can I give you a cuddle?” Your mom asked.

You didn’t waste a second as you shuffled over to your mom, settling in her lap and wrapping yourself around her. You cried into her shoulder, soaking her shirt as Scarlett continued to whisper apologies into your ear. “Look at me baby” Your mom said as she gently held your face on her hands “I’m gonna take some time off work okay, it’s just gonna be me and you.” She said. You nodded as she wiped your teary eyes and lent forward to kiss you on the forehead. “Why don’t you go jump in the shower, I’ll order some food and then we’ll watch Toy Story” Scarlett said. “Pizza?” You whispered “of course baby” your mom smiled.

No less than an hour later you were curled up in your mom’s lap nibbling on your beloved pepperoni pizza. You promised not to quote too much of the film but Scarlett knew that was never going to happen. Toy Story was your absolute comfort film, you watched it after a bad day or when you were sick, even if you were just tired it was your go to. Your mom was gently carding her fingers across your scalp, the two of you were wrapped up in a big fuzzy blanket and Scarlett insisted that you were to lie still while she took care of you. Holding the pizza for you to eat and wiping up the sauce that dribbled down your cheek. You would never admit it, but you were enjoying your moms affection even though to others it may have seemed childlike.

When the first film had ended, Scarlett moved to grab the remote but when your head fell limp against her she realised you were fast asleep. “My baby” Scarlett cooed as she twisted you into her arms and stood up to carry you to bed. She waddled into your room and gentle placed you on the mattress. “Mama” you whined when you felt her let go “mamas bed?” You innocently asked “you wanna sleep with mommy tonight?” Scarlett asked, you nodded sleepily and your mom scooped you back up into her embrace, not forgetting to grab your stuffed bunny. You instantly rolled onto your moms side of the bed when she set you down, already missing her even though she was only across the room getting changed.

Your eyes fluttered open when you felt the bed dip behind you, you rolled over straight away to find her waiting with her arms open. You inhaled her scent, a gorgeous smell of cotton and lilies filled your nose. “‘M sorry for cheating on my test mama” you whispered “am I in trouble?” You asked. You felt Scarlett sigh heavily “I think we can let this one slide baby girl” your mom said “we may still have to deal with Mr Chan when you go back to school though” you groaned into your moms neck “he’s a dick” you said “he sure is” your mom agreed. Scarlett switched off the bedside lamp and pulled the duvet up to cover you both. “I love you so much y/n” she said as she began to trace her fingers up and down her back “I love you too mommy” you said with a smile.

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[romanoffsbish]

A Dreary Existence

Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Misogyny!!, Insecurity, Mean Media, Creepy Man—Unwanted Attention/Touch.

Smut: Mommy (S), Little Dove (R) | Shower Sex: Oral / Fingering (R) | Nipple Piercings/(Temperature) Play (R) | Double-Sided Strap: Penetration / Oral (R gets throat fucked), Thigh Riding (SJ) | Kinks: Praising, Marking/ Biting.

Request: @unlady-like-12-25-36

Scarlett noticed a change in you about a month ago when she returned from filming in Italy. While away she'd FaceTime you regularly, but with the time difference your exhaustion had seemed fair. Now though, that she's back, it makes no sense. You'd been so tired lately that you'd been missing dates, something that never happened even when you were in college. The closest she could get to you now was at night when you were asleep in her bed; so dead to the world that she wondered if you were sick.

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New lines were etched into the skin around your eyes, making her heart stutter for a cause, and she knew she'd have to figure it out alone. If there was one thing she knew after dating you for the last two years it was that you were stubborn, and unnecessarily independent.

When she met you at that random party thrown by a mutual acquaintance all she wanted was to make you hers in every sense. She was there with a friend, and you were the hosts close friend, so it was a lucky encounter. Frivolous events like this were rare for Scarlett, but at the time she needed to blow off steam, and that's exactly what she did with you.

Beneath her was where it all started, it wasn't hard to seduce you, but it was hard to leave. There was this gentleness to you she found comforting, it wasn't something you encounter in another often, and it wasn't worth losing. When she stared into your twinkling eyes she was genuinely hooked, her lips gently slid over your smiling set, then she settled into the bed, and pulled your body into her warm embrace.

Breaking her strict rules of a one night stand, because she knew you'd be hers in the end.

You gave her most of you, she's tried to do the exact same, but for some reason you weren't willing to give up your complete solitude. Never denying her the privilege of showering you in gifts, but you were clearly hesitant to accept, and you always made her let you pay for your share on dates. She's yet to tell you, but she takes your half and sets it aside, hoping that one day you'll fully accept her support.

There's just no reason for you to work, running yourself ragged, when you could be her pretty little housewife. Working remotely from the office back home, or from her trailer on set if you truly insisted, at least until you started having kids. After that you'd settle in well as her arm candy for the red carpets, and as her precious girl back at home, you just had to give in to the temptation, and stop fighting peace.

Scarlett had been gone today at the studio doing corrective voice overs for a finished project, but she'd only allowed the intrusion in her schedule as you had work today anyways. Tomorrow though, she intended to spend the entire day with her precious love in her arms.

The following morning came with cold sheets though, and a corresponding groan fell from her soft lips. Against her minds fog she jumped up and ran downstairs just in time to catch you exiting., "Baby?!," she called out, and you turned to her with a wide smile, but the front was obvious. The lines she observed under the light of the moon were obvious signs of your exhaustion, but seeing your dulled eyes in the glow of the sun peeking in only confirmed it.

"Where are you going at 5:30am on Saturday?"

Scarlett had been busy the last three weekends with the Outset business, so she'd yet to know this was a regular occurrence. Roberto was relentlessly fighting you on it, but you're trying to tell him that weekends are off limits now for the sake of your lie holding water with her, and also because you miss the carefree nature of your relationship, and her warm embrace.

"The office.," you internally cringed at how uncool your words came out, but you had yet to tell the woman of your dreams that you're a failure who's yet to get a job in her field.

"They make you work on the weekends?," her eyebrow was raised, frustration clear in her stance as she pushed for the truth she could tell you were hiding., "Mhm, I have to run some numbers is all, I'll be home in time for lunch."

"Please call in baby, I ship off for another film in a few week's time, I need my Y/N snuggles.," her pout nearly won you over, but the numbers running in the back of your mind lent to your sad smile as you shook your head. You couldn't afford to get lost in her comforting embrace, it would keep you from ever returning to that wretched restaurant, then you'd be even worse off financially, and that's just embarrassing.

Even though it shouldn't be, it's exactly what your lover wants, and quite frankly, the idea has become more appealing as time flies by. You actually have been dreaming of what could be in your sleep. Finding yourself wrapped up in her strong arms all the time, traveling the world with her as she makes more than enough money for the both of you and even then some. Still, somehow your pride prevails, and you found yourself shooting her down to work.

With a regretful sigh you dropped your bag, and pulled her dejected form into your body, laying a careful kiss to her temple., "I'll be home around three my love, I'll bring takeout, and we can watch whatever you want.," you cupped her cheeks., "Snuggles free of charge.," then you pecked her lips, and allowed her a brief moment to deepen it before you were pulling away., "It won't even feel that long."

"I feel every moment that you are not here.," she sniffled., "I just want you to cuddle me.," her voice cracked, as did your heart, and if not for the nagging voice in your mind you'd stay.

"I promise I will cuddle you when I get home Scar, but I really do have to get going.,"you softly kissed her cheek, then left before she could push you any further, because your fight was dwindling with every day that passed.

Scarlett grabbed her keys not even a minute later, turned her GPS on, and followed your dot on the map., "My poor, overworked baby..."

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There was nothing much worse than a lunch rush on a Saturday afternoon, where groups of restless people would enter the understaffed restaurant you were still hopelessly managing. Even after earning your masters in your field of study over a year ago, it was a fruitless search for work, and you were starting to lose all hope.

Every interview ended the same, with a strong shaking of hands, and utterances of 'we'll let you know by the end of the week' leaving the crusty lips of the old man who had been staring at your cleavage far longer than your eyes.

Then you'd overhear through the grapevine that "Johnny," or "Terrence," got the position. A bunch of men dominating you in sex identity alone, because the lord knows you ran circles around them in your college days. Your grades alone outdid theirs, but on top of that you did far more outside internships, even more than required by the university because you cared. It'd always been more than a money grab for you, but it didn't matter how much you valued the work when nobody would fucking hire you.

Even though you were beyond exhausted, this job was far too physically demanding for you to take time off, plus the owner of the shitty chain establishment was truly a jerk. Expecting you to pick up the slack when his wages weren't enough to keep the best of your employees on the roster. One by one they'd realize their worth, the same way you should've and now you were left with a skeleton crew of kids.

Teenagers who had limits on their shifts, and even more so had a youth to be present for. There wasn't much they could do, and that left you working a shit ton of doubles, because the only other leaders on the team were unreliable. Susanna had three kids so she left early a lot, Brian worked his shifts, but without much skill. Then the owners son Trent only worked two times a week, the glorious morning shift you had today, and he never worked a weekend.

The idea of quitting remains at the forefront of your mind everyday, but the weight of your student loans was crippling you, and on top of them you had a hefty car note to pay and rent.

Scarlett, the woman of your ever flowing dreams hadn't nary a clue, but when she asked you to move in six months ago you'd just renewed the year long lease with your landlord. You'd attempted to get out of it, but he didn't budge, and according to him paying out the lease wasn't an option either so you continue reluctantly paying for dust mites to live there.

Scarlett's been trying to get you to settle down with her for awhile now, to move in, and so you did that to make her happy, as well as yourself. You still refused to let her tend to your every need though. It was already plastered on the internet by jealous fans and cheap tabloids that you were a gold digger, and no matter how quickly your lover comes to your defense in interviews, or to your sobbing form, it doesn't quell the fear of being what they paint you to be if you give in to her dreams of you quitting.

"Y/N?," your entire body froze at the sound of the familiar voice, it wasn't a welcome one., "Trent, what are you doing here?," you turned around to see him in street clothes, wearing a wicked grin as his eyes shamelessly roamed over the entirety of your body. It disgusted you how he felt entitled to do such a thing, but there wasn't much to say when his daddy signed your checks, so all you did was smile.

"I never get to see you anymore.," he replied in an accusatory manner, making the discomfort in your chest only rise higher. It was true, your schedule had changed a bit after Scar came home, you worked the mornings that he didn't,  and that included the weekends. Clearly this upset the boy, but truly it was a relief for you.

Trent had been rather obsessed with you since you were in undergrad, barely even an adult and he was ogling you even though he was well into his twenties at the time. Now you were well into your twenties, and though he was around Scarlett's age, you found the similar attentions off putting coming from him

"Well, my girlfriend is back in town, and that definitely called for a schedule change.," you relayed dryly while wiping down the bars counter tops, slyly observing the way his jaw harshly clenched as you remind him once again that you're off the market; as if that had ever mattered, because you have shot the man down more times than you honestly care to admit.

"Oh yeah, the actress who spends most of her time far away.," he taunts with a smirk, as if he'd said the funniest thing ever., "Why do you wait around for her, huh?," you scowled at the undetectable insinuation he was making here.

"It's obvious she doesn't care for you like I would.," you physically held back a gag as his misogynistic nature wins out, as if he could ever touch the success your girlfriend has., "She lets you work here in my father's dump; a pretty girl such as yourself deserves to be taken care of Y/N.," the glare you sent his way wasn't much of a deterrent as he just kept digging.

"It's becoming clear to me that she only keeps you around for the sex, it's probably amazing," this time when he ogles you your body lurches., "You deserve so much more than that honey, you deserve to be treated like a queen, and you very well know I can offer it all to you."

"Go to hell Trent.," you tossed your dirty rag at him, then went to brush passed him, but he was quicker than you as he grabbed your arm, trapping your body against the bar with his., "Listen here you ungrateful bitch, I've been more than patient with you, and I'm getting tired of this damn game you're playing, stop."

In your stand off with Trent you never noticed Scarlett settling down at the end of your bar, and so you also didn't see just how swiftly she got back up until she was swiveling the pitiful jerk away from you, and knocking him out cold in one swift punch., "Are you okay my love?"

The eyes and phones of the nosy patrons on you made your skin crawl, Scarlett instantly noticed the anguish on your face, and guided you out of the restaurant and to her Audi Q5.

"Scarlett, what are you doing?," you tried to rush back into the restaurant, the situation now hitting you more clearly, and the fear you felt at losing your job nearly had you in tears.

"Taking you home, and preparing to launch a lawsuit against that entitled fucking pervert and his father, I've always hated the asses."

"I-I can't afford to lose this job Scarlett!"

The fear in your voice startled her enough to put the car back in park, she shifted to look at you, and her heart stuttered at the sight of your shaky hands and accompanying trembling lip.

"What do you mean Y/N? What about the engineering gig, hm?," your lip only wobbled harder., "There is no engineering gig Scar."

"Why have you been lying to me?," your eyes squeezed shut tight as you heard the hurt in her voice., "I-I'm sorry Scar, b-but I didn't want you to know I failed, I've been trying so hard to get a better job, but it never works out."

"Y/N, you're not a failure."

"Aren't I though Scarlett?," her heart broke as you stared at her with teary eyes., "All this schooling under my belt, but I've yet to land even an entry level job. What's wrong with me that I can't even win one of those freaks over?"

Scarlett didn't respond with much, she muttered a simple no, placed a comforting hand on your thigh, and drove off with the windows down and your playlist turned on.

When she made it home she parked her car in the driveway, then she moved swiftly to your side where she pulled you out and directly into her strong arms and kissed your temple., "Not a damn thing is wrong with you my love, the world isn't fair, and no matter how evolved we become misogyny will almost alway win out."

"I can't afford to be unemployed Scarlett, I have to go back and somehow fix this mess."

"No, that's out of the question Y/N, there's no way I'll let them have access to you ever again," her hands delicately brushed the hair from your face as she peered into your eyes with love and worry., "What kind of bills do you have that are making you this stressed baby?"

"I have student loans, a hefty car note, credit card debts and rent.," her eyebrows furrowed., "I just renewed and couldn't buy out my lease."

"Well, consider it all handled my love.," you shook your head and she gently stopped you with her hands on your cheeks., "This isn't healthy, you're running yourself ragged, and I will not have you working with filth anymore."

"But—."

"Listen to mommy now, and let me fix this.," her response was clipped, but with an air of tenderness you desperately swooned into.

In an instant your body gave into her pleas, it was honestly such an easy thing to do after you'd been teetering on the edge of giving in for so long now., "Okay mommy.," she grinned as she leaned in to kiss you languidly., "There we go baby, just let mommy take care of you."

Scarlett quickly guided you to the bedroom where she shed you both of your clothes., "Let's get you cleaned up baby.," she pressed her lips to your shoulder before she lightly began to sway your bodies as the water warmed up, and for the first time in forever you felt at ease.

The warm water streamed down your bodies as she tenderly washed away the remnants of your unfinished shift, and as she ran the loofah over your exposed skin she couldn't stop marveling at the sight of you., "You look so beautiful."

Scarlett's lips upturned as she watched your eyes growing murky, "My pretty little dove," you whimpered as her words spurred your mindlessness on further, her teeth then grazed over your pulse point, causing you to shiver and moan as she bit into the delicate skin.

"Tell mommy what you need.," she husked, and smirked against you when she felt your nails digging into the skin of her shoulders as your hips canted forward of their own accord, "I want all of you mommy: mouth, fingers, cock."

"Such a greedy little thing.," she teased while carefully lowering herself onto her knees., "Taking what she deserves, I love to see it."

Scarlett slightly readjusted your bodies just out of reach of the streaming water as she lined her face up with your glistening cunt to avoid being water boarded as she eagerly ate you out.

Then being the tease she is she lightly kissed your clit, chuckling teasingly as you chased her lips for relief, but alas they were slightly out of reach. Her plump lips had moved down to mark up your lush thighs like she never failed to do. There was a bit more precision in the way she nipped and sucked at the skin today, and deep down in your fuzzy mind you knew she was overcompensating for Trent's words.

No one else would ever have you again, you were hers, and he was a dead man walking.

"Mommy, please.," she smirked as you begged, her tongue slow as it ran over the new mark at the top of your thigh, residing just by where you needed her., "Beg for it baby.," she purred, and continued to place love bites on your lower stomach where a pressure was steadily rising.

"Please, mommy, I need you so bad, it hurts."

"Oh no.," she pouted, looking up at your face through hooded eyes., "I'll fix it my little dove."

Scarlett was growing impatient herself really, the light floral scent of your body wash had been slowly being drowned out by the overpowering scent of your arousal. Without another moment wasted she dipped her head down and ran her tongue over your slit with an accompanying deep moan., "Mmm, so good..."

With your safety in mind she threw one of your legs over her shoulder as an anchor, she placed her hand on your opposite hip, and then dove right on in, using only her tongue, masterfully so, to bring you over the edge in no time at all.

She tenderly lapped up your ever flowing juices while she waited for your body to calm again, once your thigh muscles relaxed she brought two fingers to your pulsing entrance, and as she sucked your sensitive clit between her lips they entered you with anticipated ease.

"Taking my fingers so well little dove.," you clenched hard as she mumbled into you, and the blonde curled her fingers within you as she was met with this new wave of resistance that only really served as a challenge to her to get you to your peak again., "So good for me."

Her pace picked up as you began to move down against her thrusts., "Mommy please, I—.," and with an experimental nip to your clit she had you scratchily screaming her name as immense pleasure coursed throughout you, your upper body was now convulsing as your fluttering walls attempted to hold her fingers captive.

Whimpers left you as she removed her fingers, and even more flew from your lips as she was not stopping her tongues flicking until your entire orgasm was coating her lips and throat. Never one to waste was what she always said when you'd weakly protest, and she stood true in her words as she cleaned you up right now.

Scarlett left her hand on your hip to keep you steady, and with skill she rose up, maneuvering your leg so it was hooked around her hip now. Gentle kisses were littered across your skin as she rose, and as soon as she could kiss you she did. It was heady, and all consuming as your mind focused on the sliding of her tongue over yours, and the way your very essence lingered.

It was only when she felt your warmth smear across her abdomen as your hips reflexively humped against her that she pulled back., "Fuck, mommy loves it when you're desperate like this for her baby, such a beautiful sight."

It wasn't long before your body was colliding with the mattress as Scarlett laid you down. Quick as can be she slipped her end of the strap into her with a husky groan that left you aching for more, walls pulsing around nothing as you waited for her to fill you up like only she could.

A gasp tumbled from her lips as she finally had a chance to take your appearance in, and she was near to her own release as she caught the light reflecting off the metal in your nipples. For the last year she'd subtly hinted at her interest in such a cosmetic change, and in your eagerness to please she was blessed. She knew you had gotten them pierced, she remembers the excited phone call from a few months back, and the corresponding photos that kept her going while she was away from you, but this is her first time actually seeing them in person.

Because contrary to asshats earlier belief, this is the first time since Scarlett's been home that you'd both engaged in such sinful activities.

The urge to fuck you into the mattress had only increased as she took not only the new jewelry in, but all the marks she'd already left on you. You looked positively pretty enough to ruin, still, she held off for the sake of indulging her need to give her attention to your awaiting breasts., "Close your eyes little dove, and no peeking—mommy has a surprise for you."

Scarlett quietly pulled an ice cube from the mini fridge in the bedroom, then she hovered over your body, the heavy red strap settling atop of your slit spurring on a groan from you, spreading your wetness all over her length as she gave a teasing thrust of her hips.

"Shh, let mommy have fun first.," she shushed you, then before you could even think to beg for more she was swirling the ice cube around your nipple., "Oh my god, holy fucking shit.," you had no time to even process the newfound sensation as she was throwing you into the depths of your dizzying arousal as she followed the numbing up with the warmth of her mouth.

Humming in contentment around your nipple only made you cry out for more, so her tongue swirled inquisitively around the metal, and in turn your body was squirming beneath hers., "Mommy loves her present.," she purrs, and begins to kiss across your chest en route to your other breast., "Thank you little dove."

While repeating the process on your other breast her hips began to grind down in search of her own relief, the noises you were making as she stimulated your breasts had her feeling a desperation she needed to quell, and with her strap buried between your thighs was the way.

In an effortless move she lined herself up with your gaping hole, and while biting into the flesh around your nipple she slid into you, she was rewarded with a choked moan, and more of your breast as your back arched off the bed.

Angry red lines now marked the once clear skin of Scarlett's back as you held onto her for dear life, because with every thrust her erect nipples would skim over your overstimulated set, and it was bordering painful, which shockingly only seemed to be turning you on even more. That much was clear to you as you felt your arousal dripping down your ass and onto the sheets.

The pace she set was unrelentingly brutal, the both of you were reduced to panting messes in a short span of time. Her end of the strap was smooth, but yours had ridges to symbolize veins, and with each thrust you could feel them scrape against your innermost sensitive spot., "Feels so good mommy.," you moaned breathily before whining., "Please go harder..."

She buried her face into the crook of your neck, and managed to rut her hips even faster., "Fuck, mommy's so close baby.," her hand slid between your bodies, tweaking and pinching your overtly sensitive nipples, and you shrieked in pleasure., "Cum with me little dove.," she husked while slipping her hand even further to deliver one harsh swipe against your clit that sent your body writhing, and that sight alone caused Scarlett's walls to clench around her end, and with a few fast paced circles to her own bundle she was collapsing as they pulsed.

Soft kisses were left against your neck as the both of you came down from your highs, you were far more gone though so Scarlett got to watch you in awe as hers had faded far faster. Your chest was heaving incredibly fast, and your eyes were hazy, but with the soft caresses from your lover they started to calm and clear.

"Are you okay my love?" you nodded with a dopey smile, then sighed as her lips were pressed to yours in a precious, soft manner.

"I'm going to clean you up baby, then we'll get ready for a night of movies and cuddles, yeah?"

Scarlett's brows furrowed when you frowned and shook your head., "Wanna make you feel good too mommy, wanna taste you, please?"

It warmed her heart to see you so concerned with her pleasure, but truth be told all she wanted in this moment was to hold you close. However, she didn't want to deny you, so she did the next best thing, and pulled out of you. Then she pulled the strap from herself, and tapped your lips with the end that had been inside of her when she came moments prior.

"Go on baby, clean up the mess you made.," you happily obliged, running your tongue over it then moaning as Scarlett's essence coated your tastebuds., "I missed you so much.," you whimpered pitifully, then without a moment's hesitation you took more of the strap into your mouth, sucking the slick silicone with vigor.

Scarlett severely underestimated how arousing watching you clean her slick off of the strap would be, so when a renewed need for relief hit she straddled your thigh, and began to move her cunt against you, spreading her wetness all over your skin while deviously pushing more of the strap down your unsuspecting throat., "Such pretty noises baby, god you're so hot, I just can't get enough of you; you're all mine."

Scarlett saw the tears streaming down your face and it was such a glorious sight, pairing with the sounds of your gagging and she was a goner, her face now thrown into your shoulder as that delightfully familiar coil was tightening.

Scarlett moaned wantonly when your thigh suddenly tensed., "That's a good fucking girl.," she groaned, then she was harshly biting into your shoulder as waves of white hot pleasure coursed throughout her body in droves, you whimpered as the pain of her teeth sinking in enough to draw blood overrode the pleasure of having your throat fucked as she used you.

A satisfied smirk against your skin replaced her teeth, spurring a weak sigh of relief from you, and for her to pull back to see the deep mark., "Mommy's sorry baby.," she gently kissed the angry skin, then her tongue swirled over it to soothe it as best she could for now., "It's okay."

Her soft reassurances were followed by her lips on yours as she haphazardly tossed the strap across the room., "Mommy's got you now."

Her words double meaning weren't lost on you.

The blonde was absolutely spent, but if there was one thing she loved more than railing you senseless it was doting over you right after. After taking a much need breather, with her head resting over your heart so she could hear the exact moment you'd mellowed, she hopped out of bed, and pulled you up to escort you back to the restroom where she left you resting on the toilet with her skincare lines clay mask

While she let the mask set she hurried about the room, discarding the dirtied bedding, and pulling the other set out of the closet to throw into the dryer to ensure maximum comfort. Then she placed an order for Chinese food on her phone, and collected some comfy pajamas.

When she entered the bathroom she found you pouting as best you could with the tightening mask on your face., "Why so glum my love?"

"You were gone too long Scar, I missed you.," you sniffled for emphasis, and she smiled so tenderly you could feel your insecurities melt, and your heart finally settled. This is where you belonged, and you were done fighting that fact.

The blonde straddled your lap as you sat on the toilet so she could properly pamper you, using a damp rag she removed the mask, then she used The Outset's cleanser before finishing your face off with the night and eye creams, and a firm kiss full of all her love to your lips.

She lent you against the doorway as she made quick work of the bed, and as soon as she was done you flopped onto the warm bed with a content expression on your face., "Comfy?"

She giggled when you spread out like a starfish in response, a heavy sigh followed from your lips to emphasize your happiness and she pecked your cheek just as her phone dinged., "Make room for me love, I'll be right back."

"Scarlett, I said I'd bring home the takeout.," you whined pitifully as she reentered the room and she chuckled while settling the bags down on the folding TV trays., "Yeah, and you did.," she winked cheekily, then to prove her point she sloppily kissed your lips, and lo and behold your essence was still present on her plump lips., "This is our dinner my love."

"How much?," she rolled her eyes while facing away from you., "Well, I thought we'd split it, but if you worked up more of an appetite of course you can have an extra portion."

"Scarlett...," she hushed you with a soft glare., "None of that, there'll be no more splitting of costs, if Trent said one thing of substance in his miserable life it was that you deserve to be treated like a queen.," her heart melted as you smiled bashfully., "My queen," she reaffirmed with a possessive grip on your hip and chin, guiding your lips to her to kiss you once more.

"I love you Scarlett.," you nuzzled into her side, and her arm gently draped over your shoulder., "I love you too baby, now open.," you giggled as she raised a spoon full of rice to your lips, and your eyes focused in on the movie she chose.

It wasn't long before the blonde felt your body slumping further into her, so she discarded the containers, turned off the TV, then brushed your teeth in bed since your eyes were droopy. Then with an exaggerated sigh she settled in behind you with her arm wrapped tightly over your midriff as she placed a few feather light kisses to the exposed skin of your neck.

"Sweet dreams my love.," you murmured a soft goodnight in response, and succumbed to the exhaustion., "There'll only be good things to come for you now, my beautiful little dove."

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Something Small

pairing: wanda maximoff x gn!reader

summary: you and wanda celebrate your one year anniversary, and she makes you cry. Happy tears of course.

warnings: tiny mention of death of a loved one, wanda making reader happy cry? literally just fluff

a/n: so this one means a lot to me as when I was a kid, my dad always used to play the guitar for me before I'd go to bed the same way his mother did for him. When his mom died, he stopped doing it. i was a kid so i didn't understand how much it hurt for him to even hear the sound of a guitar, but now that I'm older i understand it much more. I understand it even more now that's he's been deployed for over a year and half and even the sound of guitar makes me sad. He facetimed me the other day and played for me when he learned I was having a hard time sleeping, and i instantly burst into tears. My mom hasn't always been the best, but my dad has. So this one goes out to him even though I would rather die then show him my tumbler account. also, just rewatched the nanny diaries because scarlett johansson, and i remember how much i fucking love that movie so if you havent seen it, watch it.

song used as one dad sings because its the song my dad always sung for me: "Sweet Pea" by Amos Lee

The day you told Wanda about your childhood was the day she realized she loved you. It was weird timing but it was the way your eyes shimmered as you talked about your parents and siblings that made something inside her change. It was a look of far gone happiness, one that she wanted to make come back. You’d been dating for six months at the time, and she had recently told you about her brother and parents. “They sound like amazing people.” You’d told her, and she appreciated the way you didnt add a, “they were”. It's strange, but something breaks inside her every time someone reminds her they're dead. 

You told her you felt the same way as you told her about your father, and she’d replied with, “It’s because you love him. No matter where he is, no matter what changes in your life, that’ll never change.” She understood it in a way nobody else in your life did, the same way you understand her.

She’s never really believed in soulmates, but if they did exist, she's sure your hers. When she told you that one night as you guys were getting ready for bed, you just smiled and kissed her. You’ve known she was yours since the very beginning.

She was recently sent on a week-long mission, and she’ll be back just in time for your one year anniversary. You both agreed on getting something small for each other, so you bought her a few books she's been talking about recently and some new rings. She’s not a big jewelry person, but rings are something she cannot leave the house without putting on.

The sound of the front door opening takes your eyes away from the TV screen, and you jump up from the couch to run to her. “Wanda!” “моя любовь!” She catches you as you jump into her arms, holding you up with two arms and closing the door with her foot. You move back a bit to look her in the eyes, and it’s silent as you stare at each other with admiration. She has a small cut above her eyebrow, and a bit of dirt on her. Other than that, she seems fine.

She doesn’t drop you as she leans in to give you a kiss, but she does gently set you down as she takes off her shoes and tells you, “I missed you.” 

“I missed you too witchy.” You say. You guys stand there in the entryway for what feels like forever, embracing each other in silence before she decides to go take a shower.

When she comes back, she practically forces you to sit down and relax so she can serve the food even though you tell her she should after a mission. Wanda’s always been like that. Caring, even when she really just needs to be cared for.

You guys eat dinner while you talk, the previously silent room being filled with laughs and sighs of contentment. She doesn’t talk about the mission, as she always says she doesn’t like talking about work during her moments with you. She always tells you about them as you guy’s get ready for bed, and you listen to every word no matter how tired.

You guys always split the duty of dishes. She washes, and you dry and put away. It’s a boring process, but doing it with her always makes it worth it. The redhead then leads you to the living room as she uses her powers to turn on your favorite movie. She goes to grab something from behind the couch, probably a present, and you immediately stop her, “Can I go first? Please?” She nods without hesitation, almost like she's relieved she doesn’t have to go first.

Sprinting to your guys bedroom and then back, you join her on the couch and hand her the back. It’s sparkly green- her favorite color, even though everyone thinks it’s red- with white tissue paper. She basically throws the tissue paper behind her with a smile, which turns into a full on grin when she reads the titles of the books you got her. One thing about the witch is that she's easy to shop for. When you first started dating, a list of the books she currently wanted was placed on the fridge right next to the grocery list. You had simply laughed it off, but she continues to update it over time and it's become increasingly helpful.

Then she sees the rings, ones she had pointed out in a thrift store a few weeks ago. She slips on her fingers, and it takes everything in you to not make a comment about how hot her hands are. One is made up of tiny fake pearls, and that one goes on her pointer finger. Then a skeleton bone one, which goes on her ring finger, a small gold one with a red stone on it. That one goes on her pinky. Then a white one with a gold line going through the middle, which goes on the pointer finger of her other hand. She seems happy, and that makes you happy.

She gives you a small kiss and then mumbles against your lips, “Thank you my love.” The redhead sits up straight again, giving you a nervous smile and reaching behind the couch to grab something. She brings out an acoustic guitar, one similar to the one that your dad would use every night when he would play you a lullaby. In fact, right down to the tiny spot of blue paint marker your brother put on the side of it when he was five, it's the exact replica.

“So I um…..I tracked down your aunt.” Your girlfriend begins, not quite meeting your eyes as she fiddles gently with the strings. When you were a teenager and your father first died and your aunt came to pick up his things as she said you and your brother couldn't keep any of his stuff, you wanted to scream at her and rip the instrument out of her hands when she grabbed it. You don’t feel that way about Wanda holding it.

“After a polite conversation and a little bit of threatening, she handed over the guitar.” You giggle, bringing a small smile to her face. “Then I went to Clint and Laura, who spent a very long time teaching me how to play.” Your smile grows and she begins playing a familiar tune. The one your dad played. “They got very frustrated with me very quickly but they said since it was for you, they’d help me learn the song your dad made you. So I went to your aunt again and kind of stole the sheet music. I’m not very sure if that woman likes me.” “That’s okay honey. She doesn’t like anyone.”

You both quietly laugh before she clears her throat and says, “So I’m going to play it for you. I just hope you don’t hate it.” You don’t have time to tell her that you could never hate a gift from her before she's playing the chords. She messes up a few times, but it’d really be no obvious to someone how did not grow up hearing the song. Her honey-like voice fills your ears and it's like you're right back there, laying in bed with your favorite stuffed animal and watching as your dad easily moves his fingers over the frets.

“Sweet pea, apple of my eye. 

Don't know when and I don't know why.

You're the only reason I keep on coming home.”

Her voice is different from your dads, but that only makes it ten times better. You can quickly feel tears begin to form in your eyes.

“Sweet pea, what's all of this about?

Don’t get your way, all you do is fuss and pout.

You’re the only reason I keep on coming home.

I'm like the Rock of Gibraltar, I always seem to falter

And the words just get in the way

Oh, I know I'm gonna crumble and I'm trying to stay humble

But I never think before I say”

A few weeks ago, Wanda had laid with you in the dark and quietly asked as she was falling asleep, “What the hell is the Rock of Gibraltar?” You had tiredly told her what it was even as confused as you were, and it makes a lot more sense now.

“Sweet pea, keeper of my soul

I know sometimes I'm out of control

You're the only reason I keep on coming”

She is out of control sometimes, but you know how to bring her back. Actually, you’re one of the only people in her life that can.

“You're the only reason I keep on coming, yeah

You're the only reason I keep on coming home”

She lets the tune ring out into the silence as she concludes the song, and she doesn’t meet your eyes until she hears you sniffle. You have tears streaming down your face, and she instantly panics. “Why are you crying my love? Oh god. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry. Was it that bad?”

You send her a smile despite the tears and shake your head. “No. Happy tears Wands.” She sighs in relief, wiping your tears with her sleeves as you take a deep breath. “That was beautiful.” You lean into her touch as she caresses your cheek. “When my dad died……i hated the sound of music. I wondered how something so amazing could exist  if something as great as him couldn’t.” She nods in understanding. “My siblings would try to play for me, and I literally broke a piano once because of how much I hated the sound of instruments. As I got older, I got more used to hearing music, but I didn’t exactly enjoy it. It was mine and my dads thing. He would go to work for a long time and I’d barely see him but I knew that at the end of the day, every single day, he’d be there to sing to me. So many things changed over time but that never did. Until….well until it did.”

She listens as you talk, humming everyone in a while to show she's listening but also stays silent so you can talk. You run your fingers gently over the wood of the guitar as if it’ll break if you touch too hard. “But when I met you……you played music everywhere. In the car? Music was playing. Making dinner? Music was playing. Hell you get in trouble constantly for wearing earbuds on missions so you can listen to music. And at first, I struggled with it. I wasn’t going to admit it because I knew how much you loved it and I’m happy I did it. Because now, I don’t associate music with how mad I am at the universe for taking my dad, but with you. My favorite person.” Her eyes sparkle in a way that makes you want to wrap her in bubble wrap and protect her from anything and everything.

“You’re my favorite person too.” She says as she leans in to hug you, burying her head in your neck. “And I love you.” Your girlfriend adds as she places a gentle kiss on the side of your neck. “I love you to Wands.” You mumble.

You don’t see it, but she lets one arm release you and places it in her hoodie pocket, squeezing the black ring box tightly. If she wasn’t sure before, she is now.

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Avengers Cast x Male Reader

Request - Ok so can I request avengers cast x Male Reader R has worked with all the avengers cast before and has played as the love interest of them in different movies but he finally debuts as Danny Ketch Ghost Rider in doctor Strange 2 (I haven't seen it but let's say he makes a cameo) and the fans are loving him and are going crazy when it's announced his also gonna get his show that's gonna ma15+ and when Marvel release the trailer for R's ghost rider show all the fans are going crazy.

You are at Comic-con with the Avengers cast. They are answering questions from the fans and talking about upcoming projects. You are sitting between Elizabeth Olsen and Benedict Cumberbatch, you get along with everyone. A fan asked you a question...

“Hi, Y/n. Umm is it true, you did other movies with everyone from the Avengers?” She asked.

“Yes, that is true. With Cobie Smulders, I played her cheating husband, then with Elizabeth Olsen, I played her boyfriend in a time period movie. Then I played Scarlett Johansson’s husband in a movie but I died. But I did work with everyone in the Marvel cast” You smiled.

“Today, we will show a cameo that is what is expected in Doctor Strange 2,. So here is the first look of Danny Ketch, also known as Ghost Rider,” Sam Raimi said.

The lights get dim. The video starts to play Scarlet Witch fighting Doctor Strange, but they stopped because they hear someone…

“Is your friend?” Doctor Strange asked.

Ghost Rider is on his motorcycle and he gets off the motorcycle. Then Ghost Rider takes out the whip.

“No. But I don't care I will fight you or him” Scarlet Witch said.

“Avengers? Fantastic Four? X-Dudes? They can all kiss my bony, flammable ass." You said.

Ghost Rider was about to fight then the video stopped.

“Ghost Rider will be played by Y/n. And Ghost Rider will get his own series and will be rated as mature” Sam Raimi said.

Everyone starts to cheer then Elizabeth hugged you. Fans started to ask questions about Ghost Rider and you answer each question.

After the Q&A, you took pictures with fans and signed autographs. Then you take a break with Benedict.

“Everyone seems to be happy that you will be Ghost Rider,” Benedict said.

“I’m just this time Ghost Rider will be accurate like in the comic books. If he wasn't accurate then I would have given up on the role. The fans did like the cameo and I'm happy about that. Plus we are going to get to see a different side of Danny, but that goes along with the storyline like in the comics” You said.

“I’m guessing, Ghost Rider is your favorite hero?” Benedict said.

“Good guess, but yeah. Since I was a kid, Ghost Rider has been my favorite. I have action figures and comic books. Anything related to him, I would buy it” You said.

“I know you will do great as Ghost Rider. Can't wait to keep working with you” Benedict said.

“Thanks” You smiled.

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Weeks Later… you have been doing interviews for your role as Ghost Rider. The fans are liking the outfit and Ghost Rider’s form. You are doing an interview with the cast

“Is Ghost Rider going to meet the Avengers?” the host asked.

“Yes, but not in a nice way. All I can say is that he will not follow Steve Rogers's rules” You said.

“I had to film a few scenes with him and Scarlett. We think the fans will like how our characters meet” Chris said.

“The fans can't wait to see that. Y/n, have you always been a fan of Ghost Rider or have you found out recently who he is?” the host said.

“I have always been a nerd when it comes to Ghost Rider. He is my favorite character and I'm glad the movie and the show will be accurate to his storyline” You smiled.

“He has told me many Ghost Rider facts that I didn't know. For his birthday, I got him a Ghost Rider poster and t-shirt, and he stop smiling about it” Scarlett said.

“That was a cool gift” You smiled.

Much later, you went out with the cast to eat. Some fans did take pictures with you then you signed a few autographs.

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You are on set filming for the Ghost Rider show. You took a selfie with Elizabeth, Chris Evans, and Scarlett Johanson, and it was posted online. Everyone is liking the outfit of Ghost Rider. In the picture, you have on the jacket and you have the chains around you.

[juiles]

Deaf in a loud world

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Being deaf and being born and raised in a hydra facility probably is the worst. At a very young age I had to learn to read lips and body language all at the same time. You also learn how to stay hidden in plain sight and retreat into your mind. That was normal to me, living in a silent world where the only communication I got was abuse. It was all I knew.

That was until I turned 6 and this woman found me. She had auburn hair that was pulled back in what I later learned to be french braids. Her jumpsuit was all black and she had a kind smile. She felt warm and safe, like no matter what happened, I would be safe in her arms. I had been with her for 3 hours and I learned her name and who she was. Her name was Natasha and she was here to save me.

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A/N: enjoy this little blurb that popped into my head while wide awake at 2 AM while being sick! I’m gonna finish writing so hopefully some of you enjoy!!!

(Also sorry for being absent for so long lmao. I’ve been dealing with so many things at work and my health it’s not even funny. Things seem to be settling down so i’m hoping to write again soon after this one!!!)

[gingiesworld]

Hello there, how are you? I watched some tiktok videos where a couple have kids and the husband gets a haircut and his beard shaved, so i was thinking if you could do one like that, a funny one, like yn wants to surprised them and the kids told him to leave because their father is gonna come soon, I don't know, but it will be funny. I don't really care if it is with Lizzie or Scar

Who Are You?

Scarlett Johansson x Male Reader

Warning : Nothing but Fluff

18+ MINORS DNI

As much as everyone loved Y/N with his beard and long hair, he was getting tired of it. So he decided to go to the barbers, leaving Scarlett with their 5 year old daughter Ivy. So naturally, everyone would have thought that it was a good thing. Spending the better part of an hour sat in the chair getting his hair washed and cut then styled before he went to the store to get some of Ivy's favourite snacks.

"I'm home." He called out as he opened the door. Smiling as he heard small pitter patter of Ivy running towards him. "Hi sweetie." He smiled at the five year old who soon screamed for Scarlett.

"Mommy, there's a strange man in our house!" She screamed as she ran for the phone.

"What are you doing?" Y/N questioned as he followed her.

"I'm calling 911." She stated as she started to dial. "Daddy always told me to call for help if I don't feel safe." Y/N was fast at grabbing the phone from her, only for her to run and scream to Scarlett who was coming from upstairs. "Mama. Help." She wrapped her small arms and legs around her leg as Scarlett juat laughed.

"Seriously." Y/N sighed as Scarlett kissed him.

"Mama." Ivy gasped as she shook her head in shame.

"Baby, that is your father." She told the small child who looked at him. A challenging look on her face.

"Prove it." She told him as she crossed her arms. Both Scarlett and Y/N chuckling at her.

"You're favourite food is chicken nuggets." He stated as she shrugged.

"As it is for most kids my age. Again." She told him as Scarlett chuckled.

"You're favourite movie is Frozen 2." He tried again.

"That's common knowledge." She stated. Y/N then sighed before he started to sing his own rendition of Into The Unknown which Ivy soon jumped up and started to sing and dance with him.

"Do you believe me now?" He asked her as she nodded. Hugging him close before she dragged him to sit and play with her. Scarlett smiling at the two before she got started on their dinner.

[rxmqnova]

Sup. Can I ask for a scarlett x sister reader ?

Scarlett plans us an amazing sweet 16 party. She invites the whole school. The only problem is, we're really not that popular and on one shows up. So scarlett quickly gets on the phone and invites all her celebrity Hollywood friends before we arrive with the fam. Her friends of course drop everything to come (because we're a sweet kid and they all love us).

Soon the party is all over social media and the kids from school show up to meet their favourite celebrities but scarlett tells security to not let them in knowing we'd be uncomfortable with them just getting close to us because they now know who our big sister is.

Sweet 16

Y/N: 16 years old ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV Scarlett smiles, admiring the garden which she decorated for her little sister's 16th birtday. She, as the big sister, has been super excited for today. Her little sister's turning 16, so it needs to be big and perfect. She even sent invitation to nearly the entire Y/N's school.

There's one thing Scarlett doesn't know though. Y/N isn't exactly popular at her school, more specifically… she's more of a loner and the one the others mostly make fun of.

So when no one shows up, it's not really surprise, yet Scarlett doesn't know and it makes her really confused.

"I got it all right, where is everyone?" She asks herself with a sigh, looking at the invitations if she didn't got the time or date wrong.

Ten minutes pass and still no one has come which makes Scarlett really nervous as Y/N should be here in less then 40 minutes.

"Alright, time for plan B" Scarlett sighs out, taking her phone and listing through her contacts.

She calls every single one of her friends that Y/N's met, inviting them over for the party and luckily everyone said they would come.

The first guests arrive soon which finally makes Scarlett relax. And a lot more come right after, so the huge garden finally doesn't look that empty anymore.

Even more guests arrive and now it's about the time Y/N should come. It was hard, but everyone managed to hide behind something and now they're just waiting for Y/N to walk in.

And in the moment she does, everyone jumps out of their hiding spots, shouting 'happy birthday' which makes Y/N jump a little, but then a smile makes its way on her face.

"Happy birthday, sweetheart" Scarlett's, of course, the first one to walk to her sister and pull her in for a tight hug.

"Thank you! Did you do all this?" Y/N questions, a smile never leaving her face.

"My little sister's turning 16 today. We need to celebrate it properly" Scarlett smiles, pressing a kiss to her sister's forehead before taking her hand in hers and leading her to the others.

Spotting the Marvel cast, Y/N drops her sister's hand and runs to them, pulling all of them in for a hug which makes Scarlett chuckle. Y/N's spent a lot of time on set with her big sister and over all the years she's become pretty close with them.

"I can't believe you're all here" Y/N nearly squeals, her eyes shining and a wide smile playing on her lips.

"Of course we are! We wouldn't miss your birthday for the world!" Chris Evans speaks first which only makes Y/N's smile widen even more.

After talking to every single person who came, it's finally time for the birthday cake. And of course, everyone brings out their phones, filming everything and taking pictures. Y/N's turning 16, this moment just needs to be captured.

Automatically, most of the videos and photos end up posted on instagram or other social media which doesn't go unnoticed by the kids from Y/N's school Scarlett invited in the first place.

No one on the entire school knows Scarlett Johansson is Y/N's sister. Maybe if the kids knew earlier, they would have come. Who knows?

The Johansson family decided it would be better for Y/N's safety, knowing what paparazzi and social media can be like.

It won't matter now though and Scarlett counts with it. She knows Y/N's strong and would never let any bad article, comment or anything similar take her down.

Everyone's eating the cake now, talking, laughing and Y/N's never been happier. Every now and then she just leans to her sister's side, giving her a hug as Scarlett's sitting next to her and that makes the big sister really happy.

It doesn't take long until some kids from Y/N's school show up, standing in front of the house as the security Scarlett hired won't let them in.

"I am such a great cook. I would definitely make a great guest on Cooking with Flo" Y/N states, Florence Pugh letting out a chuckle in response.

Somehow the two ended up talking about cooking and Y/N as a big Cooking with Flo fan just had to try.

"Tell her, Scar" Y/N looks at her sister in a need for a support, furrowing her brows when she notices Scarlett's not really paying attention and looking at the security guy that's coming their direction. "Are you okay?"

"What? Oh, yeah. No worries. I'll be right back" Scarlett smiles, pressing a kiss to Y/N's forehead before standing up and walking over to the man. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah. Just a group of kids showed up, claiming they're your sister's friends and were invited. Should we let them in?" He asks.

Scarlett checks the time, seeing it's been nearly two hours since the party started. She glances at her sister, seeing her smile and laugh while talking to the others, a smile making its way on her own face.

"No. Don't let them in" Scarlett decides.

The kids must have seen the photos and videos the others shared. And if this is the reason they showed up, Scarlett doesn't want them to be around her little sister. If they were real friends, they would have come at time.

The man nods and starts walking back, so Scarlett goes back to her little sister, taking a seat next to her. "Are you having a good time?"

"The best! This is the best birthday party ever!"

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Scarlett Johansson masterlist

Masterlist

[jpmarvel90]

Don't let me down - Part 5

Masterlist Scarlett Masterlist

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Relationship: MamaScarlett x 16 yr old Reader

Summary: Settling in, Y/n now meets Scarlett's wider family. Whilst the Johansson/Josts go support Y/n at her first game of the season.

Word count: 6071

Y/n's POV:

"Morning kiddo. You're up early." Colin greets me whilst balancing Cosmo on his shoulder. It's current 6:30am and I've been up a lot longer than that, but I'm not about to tell him that. "Yeah, I'm quite an early riser." I share, it's not a lie, but I'm not an early riser through choice. I'd happily sleep in late if I could. But my brain still thinks if I stay in too late, I'll be caught by Mr Woodstock.

It also doesn't help that today I'm meeting Scarlett's mom and siblings. Thankfully, they're not all bringing their kids. I think that would be a little too overwhelming for me if I'm honest. "Would you like some coffee? You look like you could do with some." He offers, making me smile. "You saying I look like crap?" I ask him with a raised eyebrow.

There's a brief look of panic on his face but when I smirk at him, I can see his shoulders relax, knowing he hasn't actually offended me. "Just a little tired around the edges." He teases in return. "Then fill her up!" I say, holding a mug out towards him. Once I take my first sip, I can already feel my body starting to wake up.

"Are you nervous about today?" He asks me, making conversation whilst he tends to Cosmo. I look down to the mug in my hand, a little ashamed that I'm so nervous about this. "A little." I admit. When I do lift my head, I'm met with Colin giving me a warm, sympathetic smile. "Don't worry. They're all really excited to see you again. I can also confirm they are lovely people. I definitely got lucky with the in-laws." He reassures me.

"Meet me again?" I ask a little confused. "Yeah, they were all there when Scarlett gave birth to you. They all met you then. Melanie is especially excited to meet you. I have a feeling she'll be over earlier than the rest to get a head start." He chuckles. "Seriously though, if it becomes too much for you at any time, just let me know and I'll make up an excuse to take you out of the room." He offers and it makes me smile.

I've only been living here for a little over two weeks, but Colin has been so accepting of me. I mean, Scarlett has too, but I'm her daughter. Colin had every right to dislike me, but he is so caring and treats me like Rose and Cosmo. I really appreciate it. I can see why Scarlett likes him.

It's slowly become easier being here. Since our talk in the park, I feel closer to Scarlett which is nice. Rose went from not giving a shit about me, to me being her favourite person. Which gave me a bit of whiplash, but it's been nice spending time with her. She hasn't long started playing soccer at school, so I've been helping her to practice her skills. I must admit, she's not bad.

After my blip of questioning my annoyance to Laura, I spoke to her about it, and she spent about half an hour scolding me for ever thinking that. Our relationship is probably stronger than ever, and I know that I'm going to take the plunge soon and tell her how I feel. I know I risk losing our friendship, but I hope that even if she isn't interested, she'll stick around.

"Do you want me to take Cosmo whilst you go and get ready?" I ask Colin, who instantly nods and moves to hand Cosmo over to me. "Thanks kiddo. I'll see you in a bit." He smiles, placing a kiss to my head and rushing up the stairs. "Hi there buddy. Look at you all handsome this morning." I greet my little brother. Is it sad that my favourite person is a baby?

Wanting to do something nice for the family, I decide to start on breakfast. I find the baby sling and make sure that Cosmo is comfy before grabbing out what I need to make some pancakes. I put some music on quietly and start to dancing around a little to help comfort Cosmo, who is giggling a treat. It keeps distracting me and I find myself getting lost in his cute little smile. God he's such a cute baby!

"Ok then buddy. What shall I prepare to go with the pancakes? Bacon is always a winner." I start to talk to him, and he looks at me as if he understands every word I'm saying. "I guess we need to do fruit for Scarlett. Don't want her complaining that her trainer will be mad." I say with a scrunched up face. Fruit just ruins pancakes. "Oh, better not forget the syrup for Rosebud!" I remember, moving to the cupboard to grab out the bottle.

"Well, this is a sight I could get used to." I spin around so quickly to see the source of the voice. Scarlett is leant against the door frame, watching over us with a content smile on her face. "Your 16 year old with a baby?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. "God no! No sex until you're like 30!" She quickly orders, making me laugh. "Wait. You're not, you know. There isn't someone I haven't met that you're uh doing that with?" She asks making this moment all too awkward. "Oh God, Scarlett no!" I respond, my cheeks heating up and going a dark red. "Sorry. I was just check. What I had meant was it's nice seeing my daughter being adorably cute with her brother. I love how well he's taken to you." She corrects her earlier statement and thankfully drops the sex talk.

"And thank you for being so considerate of my feelings on my trainer." She smirks at me, making me blush with embarrassment that she heard all that. "Coffee or juice." I ask her, moving on from that subject. "I'll do drinks. Thank you though sweetheart." She smiles at me, moving to the fridge to grab out a couple of cartons of juice.

I can feel her eyes on me whilst she's pouring the drinks. I take the last pancake out of the pan and turn around and meet her eyes. "Something you want to ask?" I question her, seeing the same nervous look she has in her eyes when she wants to talk about something, but isn't sure how to bring it up. "I notice you're always up early. But today you were up earlier than usual. Is everything ok?" She asks me.

I frown at her as I wasn't downstairs any earlier than I normally would be. I made sure of it. "I wasn't earlier. It was only 6:30." I lightly defend, but it only causes her frown to deepen. "I heard you up at at least 4:30." She calls me out and my gaze drops. "I think the question is why were you up that early Mrs Johansson?" I ask, trying to cover the fact she's right.

She sighs but takes a seat whilst I continue to bounce Cosmo who clearly isn't happy that I stopped dancing. "I'm nervous about you meeting the family." She admits, taking me by surprise at her honestly. "Why are you nervous?" I ask her, is she worried that they're not going to like me? I try not to let the panic overtake me and allow her to answer before I get too worked up.

"They're going to meet you and see how amazing you are and hate me even more for giving you up." She shares honestly, and it shocks me that she's being so open with me. "I guess they can't hate me more than I hate myself though." She sighs, her gaze focused on the baby in the sling. "You can't change the past Scarlett, only the future." I tell her firmly, which makes her look at me with teary eyes.

I've spent a lot of time talking with Laura about my feelings towards Scarlett. There is still a lot of anger and hidden feelings there. But what I said is right. We can't change what happened. I know she tried to get me back but couldn't. As soon as she had the chance to, she was there. It's still going to take some time for me to actually feel part of this family and not the random kid living with them. But I'm mature enough to focus on the here and now and to try and move on from the past. Eventually.

Feeling like I should repay her honesty, I decide to admit the truth also. "I was nervous too. But that they would hate me and think I'm just here to use you or something." I share and her eyes widen. "Oh sweetheart! They would never think that. In fact, I know they don't. Mom is so incredibly excited to meet you. I'm worried she might not let you go when she hugs you." She reassures me through a chuckle.

"Besides, if anyone says anything slightly negative about you, I will hand their ass to them before they can even finish their sentence." She says with a completely serious face. "Well, let's not have any violence on the first family get together." I joke, making her laugh. "No promises." She returns, walking over towards Cosmo and I, wrapping an arm around me and placing a kiss to my head.

I never used to be a hugger with people other than Laura. But I'm actually starting to enjoy them. They make me feel warm and like I'm actually safe. It's amazing how in two weeks my mindset is already seeing small glimmers of change. "I'm always here if you need to talk. I know you have Laura, but I'd like to be able to help if I can." She tells me softly. "Thanks. I appreciate that." I respond. "Now, let's eat." I instruct her.

Breakfast is nice. I'm still getting used to the five of us sitting down all together to eat our meals. Scarlett and Colin listen so intently to Rose, and you can see how happy that makes her. Conversation moves on to the fact that they are all planning to come and watch me at the first game of the season. I told them that they really don't have to, but they said they wouldn't miss it for the world.

It'll be weird to actually have someone there supporting me. I've never had that before. Laura's parents would always cheer for me too if they were watching, but it's not the same as having your parents there showing you how much they support you. I just hope I can focus on the game and not the fact that they'll be in the stands.

For the rest of the morning, I helped Scarlett and Colin prepare the food for dinner later. Everyone was planning to arrive at 2 so I had plenty of time to sit and stew in the negative thoughts going through my head.

At about half 1 the doorbell rings and Colin smirks at me. "Told you she'd come early." He gloats, moving to the hallway to greet our guest. Just like Colin had predicted, Scarlett's mom had come by early. As we walk into the hallway, she's just finishing hugging Rose. When her head lifts to look to Colin, her eyes land on me and they go wide.

She lets out a small gasp and walks slowly over to me. "Y/n?" She whispers and I nod. "Wow. You're beautiful." She compliments me, making me blush. Her eyes are glossed over with tears, and she stands in front of me. "I'm Melanie. I guess technically your grandmother." She smiles at me. "It's lovely to meet you." I respond as confidently as I can. She goes to hug me, but my stupid body flinches at the action and I'm internally cursing myself for allowing it to happen.

She looks at me worriedly and lowers her arms. I can see Scarlett looking on with concern, but I try not to focus on that. "I'm sorry. I should have asked. Can I hug you?" She asks with a kind smile, not a hint of annoyance at my respond. I nod and she carefully steps forward and wraps her arms around me. She's a similar height to Scarlett so I have to bend down a little as I melt into her hug. How can someone I've just met feel so comfortable. "I'm so glad you're home." She whispers to me, and I give her a little squeeze.

When she pulls apart, she holds my hands and looks at my face once again. "You look just like Scarlett at 16. Except for the brown hair!" She observes. I feel a little exposed under her gaze, but this was definitely a better reaction than I had been imagining in my head!

We move into the living room and Melanie sits with me, asking me lots of questions to get to know me more. She shares some embarrassing stories about Scarlett, much to her annoyance, but I very much enjoyed hearing those. Rose has been surprisingly good. I was worried that she would get annoyed that I was stealing her nana's attention, but she's been joining in the conversation and allowing us time together too.

We're all taken by surprise when the door opens and we hear a voice shouting from all the hallway. "The favourite twin has arrived!" My heart instantly starts to beat rapidly. I don't know why but I'm most nervous about meeting Hunter. Maybe it's because he's Scarlett's twin and I know how close they are. I can't help but worry about how he's going to react. I can feel my palms getting sweaty and I'm trying to count as many red things as I can to prevent a panic attack forming. This is stupid. It's just her brother! I can do this.

Scarlett's POV:

As soon as Hunter makes his presence known, I can see fear wash over Y/n. Things had been going so well with mom, after the little blip at the beginning, and I thought she was doing ok. But I couldn't be more wrong. I should have done more to make sure she was comfortable.

I quickly stand up and make my way over to her, when I see her eyes darting all over the place, sitting next to her and carefully placing my hand on her knee. Colin thankfully gets up to greet my idiot brother. "That boy will never learn to knock." I jokingly complain, hoping to provide some comfort without making her worries be the focal point. I've learnt that Y/n hates being centre of attention, and she wouldn't like it if I made a big deal about this right now. Even though it's breaking my heart to see her so scared. I just want to scoop her up and take her away so she can calm down.

Her eyes stop moving around the room and I wonder if she was counting objects. It's something that I know Lizzie does to help during her anxiety attacks. "What colour?" I ask her and she looks at me in shock. "Red." She admits shyly, so I return a smile easily. "Everything is going to be ok." I reassure her, wrapping my arm around her. "Remember, I'll throw hands regardless. I'm black widow remember." I joke, hoping to lighten the mood, and it seems to work. She let's out a genuine laugh, which makes both mine and mom's face light up. I'll never tire of hearing her laugh. I just wish I heard it more.

Colin and Hunter soon enter the living room and I notice that Hunter is calmer than he normally is. He can be a bit of a loose canon at times, but it's clear that Colin has had a word with him. Which I'm glad for. I love my brother, but I know if he goes to full Hunter mode then he is going to freak Y/n out more than she already is.

After greeting Rose and Cosmo, he walks towards us, and I can't help but laugh at the stern look mom is giving him. Y/n stands up and holds her hand out to Hunter, clearly getting a wave of confidence. "Hi, I'm Y/n. Nice to meet you, Hunter." She greets with a smile. I can see her outstretch hand is shaking and I notice that Hunter clocks it too.

He quickly steps forward and takes it. "I'm so happy that I finally get to meet you Y/n. As soon as Scarlett told us that you were moving in, I was desperate to meet you. But I was kept away, something about you need to settle." He greets in return, smirking with his last comment. "How are you settling in?" He asks, motioning for her to take her seat on the sofa again.

I take my own seat and watch over them with a smile as they easily seem to get on. I've noticed that Y/n has this really great wit. She can be hilarious and I'm sure she's even funnier, but she's scared to go too far. I can't wait to see her be unapologetically herself.

There isn't much respite though as Adrian and Vanessa turn up a few minutes later. Thankfully, they arrived together, meaning that Y/n didn't have to go through another two introductions. I watch as they both introduce themselves, smiles permanently planted on their faces. "I can't believe how much of a mini-me to Scarlett you are!" Vanessa observes and she wraps an arm around Y/n's shoulder. Another flinch wracks her body, and it breaks my heart that her reaction is still that someone is trying to hurt her. Vanessa's eyes snap to mine, and I mouth "later" to her, and she nods slowly, a frown on her face.

Everything is going well as my siblings and mom get to know Y/n more. They're being really respectful and not pushing too hard or bombarding her with questions. It's a shame my dad couldn't be here, but he's hoping to visit in the next week or so, which will be nice as the whole family will have had the chance to see her.

Happy that they're all getting on well, I head into the kitchen to start getting everything ready for dinner. I almost have a heart attack when I close the fridge door and Vanessa is stood there with an expectant look on her face. Mom stood just behind her. "Jesus Christ, you scared the crap out of me." I say, holding my hand to my chest. "Sorry, I did call after you, but you obviously didn't hear me." She apologises, moving into the kitchen to help me with the food.

"So, are you going to tell me why my niece is flinching?" She asks. It's not accusingly, but there is definitely a worried and angry tone to her voice. I look up and see mom waiting expectantly for a response as well. When I told them that she was back in my life, I had only briefly mentioned about her being in a difficult foster home. It didn't feel right to be sharing that so early on.

I sigh, rubbing at my head. "She uh. She didn't have the easiest of upbringings." I admit, the sadness washing over me all over again as I know I could have prevented it if I made the right decision 16 years ago. "What do you mean by that?" Vanessa asks. "Her adoptive parents were abusive. Then when they died, she was moved into an abusive foster home. So, this is the first safe space that she has lived in." I tell them, making them both gasp in shock.

"My poor baby." Mom whispers, tears filling her eyes. "Its that the lingering bruise on her face? It's barely noticeable but I clocked it." Vanessa asks, a sadness across her face. "Yeah, Mr Woodstock, the shitty foster home manager, had hit her after he blamed her for being drunk in front of me and Danny." I explain, my gaze focusing on the pork in front of me.

I'm stopped in my actions when mom's hand rests on mine. "Come here honey." She instructs me. It's only then that I realise that I'm crying. "I should never have left her mom. I let her down so badly. I don't deserve to have her in my life now." I cry into her shoulder, letting it all out. Vanessa quickly walks towards us and wraps her arms around the two of us.

"Don't talk like that Scarlett. Yes, it may have been the wrong decision, but you were doing what you thought was best at the time. You never could have known she would end up in a place like that. You trusted the system to take care of your daughter. You are giving her the life she deserves now." Mom comforts me, her hand running up and down my back.

"Mom's right. Other than looking terrified of being surrounded by us Johanssons, she seems happy. There's a relief in her eyes. It's going to take time for her to fully settle and find herself again. But you are going to be there supporting her in getting back to that person. We all are going to be here for her. For both of you." Vanessa adds on, making me smile. "Now, do you have this assholes address. I'm thinking of paying a visit." She asks with a chuckle. "Country jail right now. Where he's meant to be!" I reply, grateful that he's not going to be able to get anywhere near Y/n.

After a moment to compose myself, we start back on finishing everything for dinner. I call in Colin to help take the food through whilst the others move to the dining room, sitting at the table. Rose instantly sits next to Y/n, making me smile at how much she loves her big sister already. Hunter takes the seat the other side almost as quickly, clearly deciding that she's his new favourite.

Conversation through dinner flows easily and I can see Y/n get more comfortable as the time goes on. There's lots of laughter and storytelling, mostly embarrassing ones about me, but Y/n is loving them, so I'll happily let her know them all to see her smile.

By the time it comes to everyone leaving, I'm a little sad. But I couldn't be happier with how it went. Mom's already planning to pop around in the week to have some one on one time with her after school and Y/n seemed really happy about that. As they're leaving Adrian pulls me into a tight hug. "I'm glad she's home. Take care of her. Whoever hurt her has done a number on her." He says to me quietly. I look at him shocked and he just shrugs. "She has all the signs. It wasn't hard to work out." He answers my unasked question. "I'll protect her with everything I have." I assure him and he smiles.

Hunter approaches me next with the biggest grin on his face. "I'm so happy to have a new partner in crime. Rose is great but, you know, she's only 7. With Y/n the possibilities are endless." He smirks. "Oh, I'm going to regret introducing you two aren't I." I sigh, knowing that I'm going to be on the receiving end of his pranks now. "Love you sis!" He shouts as he heads out to the car. I flip him off which only makes him laugh harder.

With the door closed I let out a deep breath, grateful that it went so well. I go to the living room and see that Y/n isn't there. I find her in the kitchen, clearing up from dinner. "Oh, you don't have to do that sweetheart." I tell her, taking the plates from her hands. "It's ok. You cooked. I'm happy to clean." She tells me, taking the plates back from me. "Fine, but I'm helping." I insist, starting to pack up the leftovers.

"Your family is lovely." Y/n breaks the comfortable silence we had. "They're your family too and they love you. So much. In fact, I'm scared that Hunter is going to try and steal you away from me." I joke making her laugh. "Yeah, he needs to work on his prank ideas. They're a bit childish." She shares. Clearly Rose was the mastermind of all their ideas!

"Seriously though Y/n. You are apart of this family. You never have to give them a label, but they love you as their granddaughter and niece, and they always will." I reassure her and I notice her eyes gloss over. "I never had more than my parents before." She shares at a whisper. I move towards her with my arms open and she falls into them. "Well, you do now and we're not going anywhere." I tell her firmly. "I love you my sweet baby." I tell her and she squeezes me that little bit tighter. "Thank you for saving me." She says it so quietly, I barely hear it. But I do and it completely breaks me.

The tears silently fall down my cheeks as I hold my daughter. I don't ever want to let her go. I want her to be safe and loved and happy and I will do everything in my power to make sure that she gets the best in life.

__________

"Come on mom! We're going to be late!" Rose shouts to me from the hallway. I head downstairs with Cosmo in my arms. "Ok ok! I'm here, I was just getting your grumpy pants brother ready." I inform her but she huffs. "We're going to be late and miss out on the good seats if we don't leave now!" She complains with a pout. "I know honey. Colin is just getting his wallet." I tell her, making sure that we have everything.

We're about to head to Y/n's school and watch their opening game of the season. I'm so excited to see her in action. She loves soccer and I'm happy that I'm finally able to share in that passion with her. Rose is beyond excited and has even made her a sign to cheer her on with.

Colin jogs down the stairs and I smile as we're all wearing blue, their home colours. Rose is very sad that you can't buy a jersey so she can match her sister, so we found the closest top that we could instead.

The whole way there, Rose is excitedly rambling about how she hopes that Y/n scores the winning goal. Then as soon as the car is in park, she's undone her own belt and jumped out, rushing us all along. I'm surprised at how many people are here to watch the game. Seems like they're popular. I let Rose lead us to where she wants to sit and we end up at the halfway line and about midway up the bleachers. "These are great seats." Rose says proudly, wiggling with excitement. The team are out warming up and my eyes roam over them to find my daughter. "There's Y/n!" Rose calls out, pointing towards her on the pitch. She looks really focused as she runs through her drills with the team.

The coach blows the whistle and the team move towards the touchline to grab water. Y/n catches a glimpse of us and looks completely shocked as we wave at her. She says something to her coach, who nods, and she makes her way up to us. "You came?" She asks as if she can't believe it. "Of course, we did. We promised we would." I reply, ignoring the sadness that she's not had this support before.

"Sissy! I made you a sign!" Rose tells her excitedly, showing what she had made. A wide smile appears on her face. "Thanks Rosebud. I love it." She returns. "I better get back down but thank you for coming." She thanks. "Good luck kiddo! Kick some ass!" Colin encourages her, making her laugh as she jogs back down to her team. "Colin that's a bad word." Rose scolds him. I hide the laugh fighting to come out as Colin looks like a naughty schoolboy.

My eyes don't leave Y/n as I watch her with her team. My pride only grows when I notice that she puts on the captain's armband. They get together as a group and put their hands in the middle before call "Panthers." We all cheer as they take their places on the pitch. My excitement is only growing as I get to see how good she is.

Turns out she's very good. She controls the ball so easily and commands her team like someone far older than she actually is. A mistake in the back line results in the opposition scoring and all of the girls' heads drop. But Y/n gets them together, clearly giving them a pep talk. They have an extra bounce in their step after that talk and they retain all the possession and pressure for the next 20 minutes.

With a beautiful bit of skill, Y/n darts around two defenders. She looks up at the goal, probably contemplating shooting. "Shoot!" Rose is shouting from beside me. But she does the opposite just as a defender approaches her, she does a low cross finding Laura, who hammers the ball in the back of the net. It's like she had a sixth sense that she was there. Her gaze wasn't even in that direction.

We all jump up from our seats cheering whilst the team celebrate. Whilst I watch them set back up, I can see why they get such a good crowd here. The team are really talented. By half time it's 1-1 but the panthers have had all the pressure and Y/n has had a couple of close calls. It feels like it's only a matter of time until they score.

Whilst they're taking on water at halftime, Y/n looks up towards us and Rose jumps up and down waving. Y/n's smile grows as she notices and waves back. "She saw me!" Rose points out triumphantly.

The second half starts with an exhausting pace. The passing technique of the girls is amazing, but their opposition has picked up their game. It's end to end and my nerves are building as the opposition striker shoots and the ball just scraps past the post for a goal kick.

Y/n calls out to the team to calm down, making the gesture with her arms at the same time. I feel like I'm seeing Y/n in her element. She is so confident and sure of herself. I hope that in time, we'll get to see this away from the soccer pitch.

The panthers get a corner and Y/n is tussling with a defender in the box. Just as the ball is about to be hit, she does a dummy move, tricking the defender and giving herself space in front of her. She jumps in the air and her head connects with the ball. It feels like it's going in slow motion as we watch the ball move through the goalkeeper's hands and into the net. "YES!" I jump up cheering, Rose following my lead. She lifts her sign in the air cheering loudly. Colin has Cosmo bouncing on his hip and it seems, watching his sister play soccer has gotten him out of his grumpy mood.

The intensity of the game doesn't drop though. If anything, the opposition pick up even more with conceding that goal. Y/n is spending a lot more time in a defensive position, showing her ability once again. She really is talented. I know I'm biased, but I truly believe it.

It looks inevitable that the opposition are going but score but Laura makes a break, but their defence manages to get back pretty quickly. She looks up and sees Y/n stood just outside the box. With a cheeky back pass, she gets the ball to Y/n and moves out the way as Y/n takes the shot as soon as the ball as at her feet. She hits it sweetly and it curls into the top right hand corner. Once again, we're jumping around in the stands.

By the looks on the team's face, none of them can believe the shot, Y/n looking more shocked than anyone. Laura runs at her, jumping in her arms. Y/n holds her easily, spinning around. I don't know if they realise it, but they are definitely having a moment. Y/n is looking at her like she's hung the moon and stars.

The rest of the team are soon joining in the celebrations, their moment over. But as they go to retake their position for the restart, Laura loops her arm around Y/n's shoulder and gives her a kiss on her cheek before running off. I chuckle to myself when I can see Y/n's cheek instantly blush. Oh, she's definitely smitten!

After a nervous last 5 minutes, the final whistle blows, and we join with the rest of the crowd to applaud the team. We wait for a few minutes as the teams shake hands and Y/n thanks the referee. Rose all the while getting more impatient. Before I know it, she's run off and is making a beeline towards Y/n.

Though my worries instantly dissipate as Y/n bends down and scoops her sister up and rests her on her hip as she listens to her little sister ramble excitedly. I slip my hand in Colin's and we walk down towards the touchline so we can congratulate her too. I watch as Y/n proudly introduces Rose to her teammates before her and Laura walk in our direction.

Laura is looking a little nervous as she approaches us. "Hi Scarlett, Colin. Little Cosmo." Y/n greets us, placing Rose on the floor and pinching at Cosmo's cheek. "I'd like you to meet my best friend, Laura." She introduces her friend. "Sorry about how I spoke to you both last time." She apologises but I instantly wave her off. "No, you were protecting Y/n. I appreciate that she's got you in her life." I reassure her and notice her shoulders instantly relax.

"You played an amazing game. Congratulations the both of you for scoring." I congratulate them. "I'm not exaggerating when I say that was one of the best games of soccer I've watched." Colin adds on, making Y/n beam. "Can you believe the goal she scored at the end. She's going to be a superstar." Laura compliments Y/n, nudging her shoulder. "Oh, shut up. It was just a fluke." She tries to play it off. "Besides, it's because I had the best partner up front." She returns, making Laura's cheeks blush too.

"Are your parents here Laura? I'd love to meet them." I ask, excited to get to know the people in Y/n's life. "No, they're both working tonight." She responds a little disappointed. "Yeah, but it's the first game they've missed in ages." Y/n comforts Laura, slipping her arm around her waist. "Yeah, you're right. It's nice to see you final have someone cheering for you. And all in matching colours too." Laura laughs. "This one wasn't happy that she couldn't buy your jersey." I share, making Rose pout. "I'll see what I can do." Y/n smiles at Rose, running her hands through her hair.

"If you're parents are out tonight. Why don't you join us for dinner." I offer, smirking internally when I see Y/n's eyes light up. "Oh, you don't need to do that. I don't want to be a bother." Laura deflects. "You will never be a bother, Laura. You're always welcome at our house." I reassure her. She looks to Y/n who's nodding like a happy puppy. "Ok, that would be lovely. Thank your Mrs Johansson." She returns. "Oh please, call me Scarlett. I'm not old yet." I joke, making the others laugh.

We wait for Y/n and Laura to change and start on the drive home. I'm excited to get to know Laura a bit more. I also want to see if my instinct is right and see if these two are as smitten with each other as they look. I hope so, because she makes Y/n incredibly happy!

Part 6

[mrs-johansson]

Strangers in the night - Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Part 20:

“Today we are joined by an amazing actress, director, and screenwriter. You’ve seen her in films like Red Sparrow, Lady Bird, and the Divergent trilogy. Please welcome, Y/n Cole,” called out James Corden and I walked out from the back.

I sat on the sofa and before we started he introduced the other guest. Ellen fucking Pompeo. “Oh my god hi,” I stood up and Ellen spread her arms with a wide smile. “Hi!” She said and we hugged. “I am fangirling, so sorry,” we all sat down. “I’m guessing you’re a Grey’s Anatomy fan, Y/n,” started James. “Are you kidding? I live and breathe by Grey’s Anatomy,” I said and the crowd laughed along with Ellen. “It’s season 15 now, who is your favorite character at the moment?” “Ugh… I looove Meredith,” I glanced at Ellen and she smiled. “I truly think since Derek died, she’s a better character in general. I love Jo, oh Amelia, she’s the best. Alex is one of my favorites too, along with Bailey. I can’t choose!” I sighed and shook my head. “Do you watch the show often?” Asked James. “Oh yeah. Very often. Actually, I made my girlfriend watch it with me, so we started at the beginning,” I said, already nervous about what was coming now that I mentioned Scarlett. James saw the opportunity and with a smile, he started talking. “Now that you’ve mentioned, you just went public with your girlfriend who’s none other than Scarlett Johansson,” he said and the crowd erupted in cheers and I just shyly smiled. “I was genuinely surprised when I saw your post. I haven’t heard any rumors or that kind of talk around the two of you,” he said. “That was a struggle, believe me,” I chuckled, and then so did the crowd. “We did our very best to lay low at all times. And we just shot Jojo Rabbit so it was very important for us not to look like we’re just trying to promote the movie, so we just laid low for a while now.” “But you’re happy?” Asked James and I smiled very widely just knowing how happy I actually am. “I can’t even describe how happy I am. It just feels… right,” I explained even though I could barely put my feelings into words.

***

“Please water them Scar, they're gonna die if you don’t,” I basically whined as she helped me move my suitcases into the car outside. “I will water your plants every day,” she let the suitcase over to my driver who put it in the truck. “Thank you,” I said and he sat behind the wheel. “Have fun and text me when you can. I’ll bring Rose when I can,” Scarlett took my hands. Smiling cutely. “I will. I’ll miss you but it’s gonna be fun when I come home,” I smiled and she nodded. “It sure will.” “Okay, I need to leave. I love you,” I gave her a long kiss before pulling her in a hug. “I love you too.”

I got into the car and we made our way to the airport where I got on the plane and took off to Massachusetts.

On the plane I’ve read the script multiple times, memorizing my bigger parts.

When I touched down I checked into the hotel and because we have a tight schedule, the table read was just 2 hours after my landing.

Getting all my essentials for the rest of the day and I was at the office in no time.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so comfortable going into a new project. I’ve worked with the director before, I’ll have Flo there and Timmy, and the only thing I was nervous about is Meryl Streep. I don’t think I need to explain that.

I walked into the room and I spotted Florence right away, who was speaking to Emma Watson and Eliza Scanlen. There was Greta Gerwig at the front table talking with probably the producers. I didn’t see Timothée anywhere so I quickly texted him but then I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned around and I was faced with the icon herself, Meryl Streep. “I didn’t mean to scare you, sorry. I just wanted to say hi, before we start,” she said and I was just standing there, my mouth dry. The next thing I know something just hit me in the back. Like a crumpled piece of paper. Quickly cleaned my throat and answered. “Sorry,” I chuckled. “It’s so nice to meet you. I’m such a big fan of yours, but I’m sure you get this from everyone,” I mumbled, trying to not faint. “Oh well, it’s not the same from everyone, so thank you. But, I must say I’m also a fan of your work. Red Sparrow was amazing,” said MERYL STREEP. I can’t wait to tell my dad about this. “Wow, uhm… thank you so much. It means a lot,” I smiled and with a hand on my shoulder once again she stepped away and went over to Greta. Timmy literally jumped to my side and I’m sure he heard everything because he had a big smile on his face, his eyebrows almost meeting with his hairline from the excitement. “That was siiick,” he whisper-yelled and shook me by the shoulders. “I just can’t believe that happened,” I said. I spoke with everyone a little, and I was really excited about this movie.

After we all got our seats, Greta spoke a few words and we started.

We had such a great time. Everyone was laughing and when something emotional happened we all paid attention to those who were in the scene.

Around 8 pm we finished and it was amazing. We all had great chemistry with each other so I think this is gonna work out really well.

“Do you guys want to go have dinner? I know a great place,” I suggested and most of them accepted the invite.

Timothée, Florence and I got into one car and Emma, Eliza, James and Laura into the other one. Laura needed a little convincing to tag along because she said “I’m too old to go with all of you”, but she’s way too cool not to come with us.

We all fell into conversation pretty quickly as we got to the restaurant. Everyone was talking to someone and I think everyone felt comfortable with one another. “So you get to experience both Noah and Greta’s directing methods, that must be interesting,” I said to Laura who was sitting next to me. “Yeah, it’s so fun. Both of them are so different but I’m sure they’ll have some similarities.” “You guys shot the whole of Marriage Story on film, right?” “Yes, but I’m sure Scarlett told you all about it,” she smiled cheekily. I smiled shyly and nodded. “She did, yeah. I love the story so much, it’s just so full of love and your character just seems so fun and cool,” I said. “It is an amazing story. Noah did such a great job with the script. But let’s not talk about work in off time too, I could barely get Scarlett away from her phone while working,” she bumped her shoulder to mine and I just smiled. “I uhm… we talked a lot that time yeah,” I said and Laura smiled knowingly. “Ah well her smile was different. She was happy and glowing. I think you surprised everyone, but I could tell it’s genuine. I’m glad you have each other.”

***

“Hello?” Heard the voice over the phone. “Scarlett? Baby, hi,” I mumbled as I saw her beautiful face on the screen. “Okay, you’re drunk. First day went well then,” she chuckled adorably. “It was so fun! Oh my God, Meryl Streep is amazing. She said Red Sparrow was amazing. Funny because I’m naked in that one,” I said while taking my dress off, but I accidentally stumbled onto the couch. “Careful there.” “I’m fine,” I threw the dress on the floor and made my way to the bed. “Take off your makeup before you go to bed, baby,” said Scarlett over the phone. “I don’t want to though,” I whined as I sat on the fluffy bed. “You’ll thank me tomorrow.” “Fine,” I sighed and moved to the bathroom. “How was your day?” I mumbled as I fidgeted with my skincare bag. “It was good. We had some reshoots for Endgame so it was fun,” she said. “Oh don’t tell me any spoilers or I’m gonna cry,” I started to take my makeup off. “I won’t, I won’t. I think you’re gonna like it though.” “Yeah? I’m sure you’ll look hot in it so I’m not worried,” I smirked at the screen and she just laughed. “I’ve never seen you this drunk before, how much did you have?” “Just a couple glasses to be honest,” I shrugged. “Aha, I’m not so sure about that.” “I’m telling you, it wasn’t a lot.” “If I text Laura, are you sure she’s gonna say the same thing?” I glanced down at the phone and a smile pulled on my lips. “No.” “Yeah, that’s what I thought, but I’m glad you’re already having fun. I’m sure it’s gonna be a great shoot.” “Oh my god, yeeees. I love everyone so much,” I threw the makeup wipes in the trash and rinsed my face with cold water before going back to the bedroom. “Take a painkiller in case this all goes to hell. And drink a lot of water.” “I’ve been drunk before, I know how this works Mom,” I chuckled. “I just want to make sure you’re okay, baby.” “I know, I know. Thank you for that,” I blew a kiss towards the screen. “Always. What’s the plan tomorrow?” She asked. As I could see, she was just lying in bed with glasses and a big sweatshirt on. The TV reflected from her glasses making it a bit difficult to see her eyes. “Rehearsals for the next week and just after that we start shooting. But I can’t waaaait, I’m so excited for this one. I just know that it’s gonna be so so good and fun,” I laid down in bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. “I’m excited for you and to see it. Have you done a period movie yet, I don’t think so, right?” “Not this old, no. The latest was the Gatsby I think,” I yawned while trying hard to focus on the conversation. “You should go to bed, Y/n,” Scarlett said as she got up from her bed. “I really should but I love talking to my girlfriend, she’s kinda fun you know,” I rolled over to my stomach, trying to get comfortable. “Yeah? Well, your girlfriend is not going anywhere so you can speak to her whenever you’re free.” “I know,” I said slowly, just looking at the screen and admiring how amazing she was. “I love you,” I said, still feeling the booze. “I love you too, you drunk. Go to bed, honey. Text me when you wake up, okay?” She said softly with the cutest smile on her face. “I will. I love you.” “I love you too, sleep well.” “You too.”

***

All the cast members filled up the room as we were waiting for Greta. Florence on my right side and Timothée on the left. Sunglasses on both of their faces, sliding off their chairs, heads tilted back. “How are you not dead?” Murmured Timmy as he pulled the hood of his sweater over his head. “I have an amazing girlfriend who takes care of me. And you crazy people just downed every glass you found on the table,” I gave him a bottle of water. “Thanks.”

“Alright everybody, I hope you had a good night's sleep. Today is like to go through some of the bigger monologues so we can work on those if it’s necessary,” Greta explained and as I looked at my friends, I quietly chuckled. “Today’s gonna be fun.”