#Anastasia Yelena Romanoff

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Dates and Depression

Warnings: 18+readersonly, mentions of smut/sex, angst

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

Penny's date with Steve, Bucky, and Sam was not the only date that she ended up going on in the short time between the spy being found and Christmas. 

Steve, Bucky, and Sam took her to a gorgeous café restaurant. They stayed for almost two hours, before going through a strip mall that was putting up early Christmas decorations. Then they came home and went to bed together in hot, steamy sex. 

Natasha had been next to ask her on a date, but a few days before the actual date, she went into labor. It was a difficult one and Penny and Vision were very worried about her. They were also the only ones who were allowed to stay by her side. 

Natasha's body was not meant to be having children and it was only doing so because of magic. They ended up giving her a c-section, which meant a long time for recovery so they pushed the date backwards. 

Natasha and Visions' little girl was absolutely adorable. She had Natasha's flaming red hair, but had Visions eyes. Well, his human form eyes at the very least. She was named Anastasia Yelena Romanoff. 

Then Rhodey, who made good on his promise on giving her a wonderful date. They went to the movies which was doing old reruns and they watched The Wizard of Oz in the theaters. It was packed full of people who wanted to see the movie in the theaters for the first time. Since it was a cheap movie, they simply sold tickets and people sat in the aisles or on the stairs, anywhere there was space. 

The chairs were comfy though and Rhodey sat down, before pulling her in his lap and they cuddled the entire time. It was a movie experience that Penny had never been in before. People singing along to songs and cheering and yelling. 

Rhodey took her a restaurant afterwards where they just got dessert to split and share, cuddled up together on one side of the booth. Rhodey was even cheesy enough to feed her off of his spoon, but she loved it. Especially when she got to tease him, licking his finger as she did so and he turned red under his dark cheeks. 

When they got home, they went up to his room and spent the night together with almost no sleep, but a lot of satisfaction regardless. 

Loki took her up to Asgard for his one-on-one date. They strolled through the open markets while the normal citizens looked at Loki in awe and Penny in curiosity. Loki watched Penny and whatever she squealed over as beautiful or cute, he would either buy or sometimes haggle for. 

Penny would have scolded him for haggling, but realized that he haggled in normal things from Midgard, like Tony's tools, or Midgardian books. 

Loki explained as they walked, eating some sort of Asgardian dessert made of fruit and icing in a cone. "The people of Asgard long for things from Midgard. Odin may have lifted his rule of being in relationships with soulmates from Midgard and other realms, but there are still things that Midgardians have made that aren't allowed on Asgard." 

"Won't they get in trouble then?" Penny asked anxiously, looking over at two little girls that Loki had given barbie dolls to. They looked so happy to have them as well, running off with them into their house. 

"No." Loki said. "Odin is aware that we are visiting the markets. He will know that the Midgardian things came from us. Heimdall will also make sure that none of them suffer or are punished." 

With that comfort, Penny was able to relax more and even haggled some of her own possessions, which was actually quite fun. 

They did go back up to the castle for dinner, where she was able to see Fandral, Hogun, Volstagg, and Sif again and the six of them ate together and talked. 

"Heimdall is miserable." Fandral complained. "He needs a good fuck." 

Hogun chuckled but Sif rolled her eyes. 

"Yes, well, let him be a dumbass." Loki replied dryly. 

Fandral gasped in mock shock. "My word. The prince has used foul language!" 

Penny started to giggle while Loki glared daggers at Fandral. 

"Fair lady, come away from the uncouth man." Fandral declared and Penny giggled harder. Sif even cracked a smile while both Volstagg and Hogun laughed loudly. 

"I hope you don't value your hands Fandral." Loki said in a bored tone. "You're very close to losing them." 

Despite the bantering, that was the date where Penny ended up in Fandrals' room on Asgard in an orgy with the rest of them, Loki orchestrating most of what everyone did. It was definitely a turn on, watching all of these mighty warriors listen and follow Lokis' orders. Especially when it was for giving her pleasure. 

She had a variety of other dates with Tony and Stephen, then Violetta, then Clint and Bruce did a double date with her and Natasha, the four of them together as a square date. Pietro did one and then Wanda and Vision together. 

Elijah took her on a date after he was sure that Elizabeth was stable on her feet. The ice superhero had taken to being very secluded afterwards. Penny didn't blame her in the slightest, nor did she blame Elijah for putting all of his focus on her. 

She also became a little surprised when repeat people came back for dates and soon she was going on dates three or four times a week. 

She realized soon that a lot of their time had been sex and worrying about the spies and keeping each other safe. Now that the spy and the enemy was dead, there was time for relaxation and there was time for things like this. Going out without an entire crowd. Private dates, small things. Really getting to know each other. 

She definitely felt much more prepared as they started going into the Christmas season and they had to start looking for presents for each other. They went to the same mall that they had gone the first round. 

Penny found her presents much quicker this year, including presents for Bucky and Steve through what she had learned about them during the dates. 

They slowly started to regroup after an hour or two. She saw that Violetta and Katya were in line for Auntie Annes. Natasha and Wanda were just coming out of Dillards', a baby carrier in Natasha's hands with the cover pulled down so her baby was protected from sight. She refused to let the child out of her sight, no matter what. 

Penny herself had Chamber with her, mostly because it was his first Christmas and she wanted to show the mall around to him, even if he wouldn't remember it in years to come. 

She found Elizabeth in another shop, with a few presents, but definitely not enough for everyone. She looked overwhelmed and Penny immediately felt guilty for leaving her by herself. 

"Hey, you doing okay?" 

"Yeah. I wrote a list, I just don't know what stores hold which items." Elizabeth said, fingers fumbling as she pulled out a neatly written down list. She had crossed off for people she had the presents for. Penny also couldn't help but notice that Steve and Bucky's spaces were empty. 

"What do you get Steve and Bucky?" Elizabeth asked desperately. 

Penny found the irony humorous. Last year she was standing here asking Elizabeth what to get Steve and Bucky. Now the circumstances had been flipped. 

"Well, you usually get them something from their time period. Like last year you got them records- which are like song discs. You could probably ask Viden if there's anything in particular they're hoping for though." Penny offered. 

"Mm, maybe." Elizabeth said hesitantly and they moved on through the stores. 

Clint and Bucky took Penny out on another date for the Christmas holiday. It was bitterly cold, but Bucky was warm and they were inside most of the time anyways. 

It was turning to be one of the best years of her life. 

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Elizabeth's depression had hit an all time low. She had been feeling off ever since Steve had left her room and she knew that she still had the babies. The problem was, there was a little baby that was teetering on the edge of death. 

She had secretly seen a doctor about it with Katya, because Katya was the one that could keep all of her secrets from anyone, including Elijah. The doctor said she needed to eat plenty of food, keep her fluids up, and not do any strenuous activity, including sex, until cleared by her. 

Well, the last part was easy. She hadn't even seen anyone in the past four days besides Katya. She was keeping solely to her room except early mornings when no one was awake, to cook breakfast, or when F.R.I.D.A.Y. gave her the all clear and she would go and see her kids. 

She wasn't sure why she had sunk so low into depression. It was a state of feeling like she was constantly on the edge of crying or feeling nothing at all. Days passed easily, mostly because she just slept through all of them. 

She felt isolated from the others. She wasn't sure if she blamed it on Penny or the spy. But it felt like ever since the spy and her mother had been killed, that the others sort've stopped rallying around her. They had put all of their attention towards Penny and she suddenly felt like. . . like. . . like she had been loved on just because she needed protection. Now that the threat was gone, they didn't need to protect her anymore. 

Even Elijah hadn't been around. He had taken Penny out on three dates so far though. Elizabeth wondered when the last time he took her on a date was. 

But then again, she had always figured ever since she learned about this sort've thing, that it was just sex. The love was one sided. Go figure. 

At the same time, she had also purposely stayed away from them to stop herself from giving in to sex, so really, the isolation was her fault. But the isolation was still giving her anxiety and making her doubt. Even if the doubts were because she was keeping them away and not necessarily because they wanted to stay away. But she also felt that they were staying away, because they hadn't tried to see why she'd locked them out, and it was a whole complex cycle of psychological feelings and emotions. 

She did start having morning sickness, which was super fun. It also worried her and she went to another meeting with the doctor. The baby was a little more stable, but not by much and Elizabeth's blood pressure needed to come down, but she didn't have a way of not stressing. 

She tried reading, which would sometimes work. Sometimes she could lose herself in a good book. Until she would hit the romance part and everything just sort've seemed to crumble again. 

She started to research other things. Specifically about Cryo. If it would freeze the babies growing as well so that they could find a safe way to save her baby without her risking its' life. But there wasn't sufficient information on it to begin with. 

She didn't know what she was going to do. 

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Penny laughed with the others at the stupidity of the movie. Well, except Katya who seemed to be in a bad mood. She had a notebook in her lap and was making marks in it, looking frustrated. Clint had picked up on her mood and was trying to look at the book, but every time he looked over, she snapped it closed. 

"Mr. Stark, Director Fury is here." F.R.I.D.A.Y. announced. 

"Uh huh." Tony said uncaringly, his head in Pennys' lap. Penny was stroking his hair while relaxing against Pietro. 

It was only two minutes later when her father came striding into the Community room, "Where's Elizabeth?" 

"Hi Dad, nice to see you too." Penny joked, earning laughs from the others around her- except Katya. 

Fury rolled his eye. "Elizabeth hasn't answered my text and I sent it four hours ago. I just-" 

Katya started to laugh. Except it was more bitter than that. "God, Fury, I love you." 

Everyone looked at her. 

"Four hours and you come check on her. Meanwhile, the last time anyone here has seen her was five days ago." Katya continued to smirk, standing up and grabbing the notebook she's been writing in. "Considering that, you might actually be able to get to see her." 

Fury raised an eyebrow and looked at the rest of them, who looked rather frozen in their seats all of a sudden. 

"Really?" Fury asked. "You're telling me that she's gone through a third traumatic experience and they still haven't learned from the first two in thinking she doesn't need any help?" 

"She doesn't need help." Katya replied scathingly. "In fact, she just thinks she was right about the whole thing, in thinking she was just this damsel in distress and now that the threats gone, she's not needed anymore." 

"That's not-" Bucky started but Katya turned on him. 

"You haven't even seen her in nine days James so just don't." 

 "Hey." Clint said, sounding hurt. "I saw her today and yesterday and the day before. I've been checking on her every day but recently she's always been asleep so I haven't gotten to talk to her." 

"How have you even been seeing her?" Katya grilled. "She coded F.R.I.D.A.Y. so only those with a certain password can even get in." 

"The vents." Clint said softly. 

"F.R.I.D.A.Y.-" Tony started but Katya bit into him next. 

"No." Katya snapped. "You don't get to override Elizabeth's command on F.R.I.D.A.Y. now. You can't just force yourself into her life after being out of it for sixteen days Anthony. None of you do. Except maybe Clint at this point." She turned back to Fury. "I'll go up with you. You'll need me for the password." 

Her and Fury left. Elijah was the next to leave, just jumping out the window and taking to the skies. Trang slipped out of the room next, slamming the door behind her to go to the lab. Violetta and Ghaida left next and Penny noticed Loki was suddenly gone as well. 

"Can you feel her?" Steve asked Wanda. 

"Yes." Wanda said softly. "She's. . . sort've just numb. She's stressed about something as well." 

"I'm going down to the gym." Bucky grunted, heading for the elevators. Natasha and Steve got up and joined him. 

And the rest of them just sat there in guilty silence as the movie continued to play on the screen.

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You just didn't want your baby sister to tag along,whilst you saved the world with the cool kids.

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Mini Burden

Summary: The aftermath of Natasha doing the unthinkable to her daughter.

Mob!Natasha Romanoff x reader, Mob!Natasha Romanoff x Oc!daughter

Warnings: hurt comfort, angst?, mentions of abuse, mentions of spanking, ptsd?, unpacked truama, fluff?

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It’s been a week and every day since Natasha has blown up your phone with calls and messages, you've ignored them all. Even blocked her number all together. That didn't stop her from using an unknown number. The last few days you had to shower Anastasia with a lot of tender care. It was a pretty traumatic experience for her. Not used to being on the receiving end of a harsh slap or harsh words can really break you down mentally no matter the age. This memory will forever be burned into your brain, the thoughts of you holding her while she asks why her mama hit her or why did her mama hate her. Her curious mind has questions, and she needs the answers, but the truthful answers are only ones Natasha can give.

Your mind drifts away to these thoughts while you're giving Anastasia a bath. It takes for a flick of warm water to your face for you to come back to reality. You gasp immediately from the contact as Anastasia laughs. “Alright, sweet pea time to get out now.” she immediately hits you with a small, adorable pout. “A few more minutes mommy, please?” she has been in here long enough usually you use the finger prune method for her bath time, and her tiny fingers are way past the pruning stage. You sigh, not really seeing the herm in a few more minutes but you're exhausted. You've been taking Anastasia to school from this hotel, getting her ready, making dinner, breakfast, and lunch. It was a lot on you to do with your mind being elsewhere.

Not only has Natasha been bugging you Yelena has as well, she didn't take up for Natasha, but she also did not fully side with you, she didn't agree with what Natasha did, but she also thinks that you're overreacting for a small pop on the butt. You can't believe you are the only one with sense in this situation in the entire family dynamic. A knock at the door pulls you back out of your mind; you turn back to Anastasia as she waits for your response to her question that you never answered.

“A few more minutes and you’re out princess, I don't want my baby all pruned forever.” you don't shut the bathroom door as you leave out of your room just in case something happens, you're able to be alert and quick. As you make your way to the hotel room door you pause. Contemplating what you were going to do next. You didn't want to cause a scene, but you also don't want to deal with this. Through the peephole you see Natasha standing on the other side waiting patiently for you to open the door. God she can never take a hint and just let things play out, she can never just allow you space and for you to come back on your own after an argument or misunderstanding. Reluctantly you open the door, the immediate change in Natasha's demeanor shows. She’s attempted to straighten up her posture to look more confident, but you see through it. Just taking one look at her you know she’s not her usual self.

“Hey.” Natasha releases a small breath, a relief of seeing your face even if it wasn’t being reciprocated by you. It doesn’t make sense to ask how she found you, you know how. You’d never be able to fully slip away from her no matter how hard you try. You don’t answer her, you simply stare back into her waiting for her to get to the point. Waiting to hear her excuses, apologies, or if she’d spew out more harmful nonsense like she did a few days ago. She looks tired, determined and broken behind her eyes. It’s clear to her that you don’t want to speak to her yet, if at all. So, she gets to the point of her being here.

“I would like to speak with Ana.” her initial response shocks you, she isn't even attempting to coax you into forgiving her first she’s direct about her mission tonight. She's here to fix things with Anastasia first. She’s asking, not demanding. Her ego and her power trip must’ve worn off within those three days of an empty house. you're still not sure about her request. The aftermath of everything took a huge toll on Anastasia. You're not sure how she’ll react to Natasha, if she wanted to see her or if she even felt safe enough to be near her own mother again. Natasha can see you pondering on it; she knows the word ‘no’ is right at the tip of your tongue. So, she does the one thing that she knows will get you to soften up. “Please.”

I don’t think that would be a good idea.” Shake your head and cross your arms as a protective response, this might be too soon of a conversation to have.

“Look I know I said some shitty things to you and about the way you parent. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for questioning your methods and putting blame on you because I didn’t know what to do in that situation or how to handle it.” Your silence is deafening to her. The desperation is real and slowly releasing from her body. “Y/n.” She searches for your eyes. She wants your approval, she needs it. “I just want to talk to her. To see her.”

A heartfelt and genuine apology you can count on one hand how many times you’ve received an apology like that from her. This was different, she struck her daughter. She frightened her and you as well. The moment of contemplation is nearly over. The final judgment is about to come out of your mouth, but warm, sweaty hands take hold in yours but between lies a crumpled texture. When you see the image in your hand the breath you release is involuntary. The painful memories are all coming back. You never wanted to see them again, hell you never wanted to take those photos of her in the first place. Never in a million years did you think that she would open the file. She’s been so good at running away or compartmentalizing her trauma.

It also pains you that she went through this trauma again alone. You want to say more you want to be there for her but you’re not sure if this is the right timing. This is bringing a whole new baggage into Anastasia’s world. A world where someone hurt her mama, a world where not only would she visually see it in her mind but physically on an old Polaroid picture. You can only shake your head hoping to rid yourself of those thoughts.

You clear your throat trying to remain firm on your stance but the sight in front of you makes it hard. Natasha stands in front of you with vulnerable eyes and you’ve noticed the subtle twitch of her fingers the moment you opened the door, all signs of her nervousness and anxiety. “Please.” She pushes again with that word. She’s trying hard not to break down right now; she'll save it for when she’s back home alone drowning in her own darkness. She relieved her past trauma alone in that house for three days with no comfort. The reality of it is you don’t know the reaction your daughter will have. You step back, and from the looks of it Natasha expects you to open the door for her entrance however she’s clearly mistaken when the door slams in her face. She stands there with her mouth gaped and her mind racing with all the ways she could have said something better. How she could have had a better outcome. She snaps out of her own head when the door opens again, this time with more than enough room for entry. “Dramatic much?” She’s snarky as she walks into the room. “Very.” You’re dismissive with her words, she's here to make amends with her daughter, you on the other hand will not be so forgiving, that takes a proper conversation between you two. You swiftly turnaround ignoring the way Natsaha's gaze lingered on your body. “I don't want her seeing that photo.” you point towards Natasha's jacket pocket.

The rim of the polaroid sticking out of her pocket haunts you with memories of your own that you wish to have erased. Natasha takes that as relief, she’s stared at the photo enough the past few days to become sick from it. She wouldn’t want to bring more of her past trauma and dump it on Anastasia anymore than she already has. Natasha nods her head in agreement with you and the award silence and tension fills the room. You quickly find an excuse to exit from being under her gaze. A soft, vulnerable Natasha is a weakness that you fear you will never be able to truly resist. You nod towards the door behind you. “She’s just finishing up her bath.” Natasha nods in understanding knowing how hard it is to get Ana out of the bath sometimes. Natasha grins at the thought but still awkwardly looks around the luxury hotel room doing anything to avoid your gaze. She feels like a guilty puppy right now. “You don’t have to stand, you know.”

“I’m fine.”

“You need to relax, you’re fidgeting Natasha.” She looks down at her fingers and instantly stalls her movements. She hadn’t realized she was doing that. “I’ll be back, sit down Nat.” You nod towards the sofa and leave her with a look that was not up for debate. Natasha sits down and thinks about what she wants to say to her daughter and most importantly how she wants to say it.

“Hey, monster.” Natasha's greeting receives no response, just a blank stare as if the young girl is looking at a stranger. Still Natasha pushes through, not letting the small change in communication deter her from making things right. Under any other circumstances Ana would’ve run into Natasha's arms practically knocking the air out of her but she still remains in her spot standing near you, she hasn't moved an inch or said a word. You and Natasha share a brief look between each other. Natasha clears her throat as she talks to Ana from her spot on the couch.

“Are you enjoying your time with mommy?” silence. You rub Ana's shoulders for comfort letting her know that everything is fine and that she doesn’t have to be guarded. That she's not in trouble. That her mama isn't angry with her. “Ana, mama is speaking to you.” She looks up at you and goes back to Natasha. “Yes.” Natasha briefly smiles before finding something else to continue the conversation. “What did you do today?” Natasha remains hopeful as she studies her daughter's face. She hasn't seen her in days, so she makes sure to take in every little detail. Her brown locks are coiled and damped from her bath. She’s in her favorite dinosaur pajamas that you and Natasha have to hide sometimes just so she can wear her other clothes and she always tops it off with her pink fluffy socks. The brief moment of analyzing is reminding Natasha that her actions can cause this to be a permanent arrangement where she only gets to see Ana on certain days. No longer under her presence 24/7.

“Mommy took me swimming in the big pool today.” Anastasia avoids all eye contact as she plays with her fingers, staring at a spot on the fancy rug. “That’s awesome, that means you've gotten better at your breathing techniques.” Natasha tries to keep the flow of conversation going but she's hit with another wall. An awkward tension. It's clear Ana won't go towards Natasha on her own and the hurt behind Natasha's eyes is too much to bear, so you come up with an excuse. You bend down slightly to gather Ana’s attention as you softly speak to her. “Hey, sweetie, I'm gonna run to the store for your dino nuggets, why don't you go sit with mama and tell her more about your hotel stay.” You gently nudge her forward as a sign to get closer to her mother but before you can even step away your movements are halted by a strong and tiny hand.

“Don’t go mommy.” She clutches on to your hand with a vice grip. The strength of your six-year-old was truly remarkable. The scene in front of Natasha breaks her heart. Her daughter was afraid of being left alone with her; she's scared of Natasha. It's taking everything in herself to not cry, to not stand up and leave, ultimately accepting this now tarnished mother daughter relationship. “It's going to be okay Ana; I won’t be long I promise.” That does nothing for the grip she has on you. She tugs your sleeve a little more silently begging for you to come closer to her. She looks back to Natasha on the couch and back to you as she lowly whispers in your ear.

“I don't want mama to get mad at me again.”

“I won’t, I’m not angry with you, Ana.” Natasha finally stands up wiping her sweaty hands on her slacks and moves closer to you two. The distance has become too much, almost suffocating to her. “I was wrong for doing that to you.” She swallows the harsh lump in her throat. She can't believe this is the conversation she is going to have with Ana. “I know that scared you, and I’m sorry.”

“Why did you do it?” The question packs a heavy punch that also requires a heavy answer that Natasha will have to censor for her daughter to understand and to not be afraid of the information. “I didn’t know how to stop you from having a tantrum. I’m still learning how to be a good mom for you. I try every day.” You want to cut in now, you want to erase what just came out of her mouth. You want to interrupt and tell her that she is a good mother despite her bumps on the road. Despite this incident or another incident, she’s always redeemed herself from her past mistakes and learned from them. You choose to remain silent and tell her these exact words in private right now it is about her and Ana. “You know my father didn’t put me in timeout or use a countdown.” she chuckles dryly as if this was something even remotely funny. It isn't. A clear coping mechanism to her being vulnerable and open.

“What did he do?” Anastasia's curiosity piques interest. You on the other hand weren't sure if this was appropriate for Ana's ears no matter how hard Natasha wanted her to understand where her head was in that store when she struck her. She can't bring herself to say it; a flash of memories invades her mind as she stares blankly into the open room. You definitely were not leaving this room now that Natasha has opened this door. You clear your throat, combing your fingers through Ana's hair as a gentle way to put focus on you instead.

“He hurt mama, he hurt her very badly and treated her terribly.” At this newfound information Anastasia frowns deeply. The thought of someone hurting Natasha saddens her. She doesn't even know Alexei, you and Natasha, both made it a point to never have her in the same room as him. She releases your hand and finally walks towards Natasha's frozen figure. Natasha suddenly snaps out of it at the feeling of her jacket sleeve being tugged. Looking down she’s met with familiarity and comfort. Her daughter's eyes.

“I’m sorry you were hurt, mama.” Natasha allows herself to release her tears, taking on the emotions that she’s kept bottled up for years to finally overflow. “I'm sorry for hurting you.” She pulls Anastasia into a hug and mumbles the words on the side of Ana's face as she deeply inhales and exhales. She pulls back from the embrace tucking the left side of Ana's hair behind her ear. She holds an unwavering eye contact with the six-year-old. “I will never hurt you like that again, okay?” Natasha nods her head for certainty, and Anastasia quickly follows her lead. “Okay.”

“I'm sorry too, mama.” Natasha looks at her curiously. “What are you talking about?” Anastasia looks back at your figure and looks back to Natasha. “It wasn't very nice to scream in the store and throw things on the floor.” Natasha chuckles, seemingly having forgotten all about how the situation started in the first place, but she’s proud of her daughter for being aware of her wrongdoing. “You're right it wasn't a very nice thing to do.” Anastasia holds her head down in shame, she knows what she did was wrong she's just so used to getting her way that day threw her off. Natasha would never shame her for it. She's just a child after all, a spoiled child but most importantly her child. She nudges her index finger under Ana's chin gently tilting it up for eye contact.

“Hey, it's alright. Thank you for apologizing.” Natasha plants soft and quick kisses across Ana's face as she starts a fit of giggles. You watch the interaction with a soft smile finally able to release a breath with the way things turned out. But the brief eye contact shared with Natasha is not giving the same type of vibes, she knows you will want a much more detailed discussion later on. You allow Natasha to stay longer, you still take the opportunity to get away from her for a moment.

Tell Ana that you were still going to get her nuggets from the store and now that she’s not constantly worried about Natasha spanking her again, she’s barely paying attention to you and your movements. Of course, Natasha tries to keep you in the room offering to just go out to eat or order room service instead. She’s missed you both, staying in an empty home alone does damage to the mind when you are not used to it. You quickly shot down the idea of having a family dinner, at least until everything is settled between you two as far as parenting goes.

When you return with grocery bags you head straight for the kitchen, placing everything in its place. Looking around the room you can tell the two of them made up for a week's worth of time lost. Toys are spread across the floor and snack wrappers are littered on the coffee table. Natasha has just finished reading Anastasia, her favorite bedtime story. “She’s out like a light.”

“That’s good, she had a long day.” You walk back into the kitchen area not wanting to be near her and remaining hopeful that her phone will ring so she can leave. She came here to make amends with Ana, and she's done that. Natasha can sense it, the tension is back, small talk and keeping the conversation on Ana won’t smooth things other with you. Natasha sighs sitting down at the counter.

“Can we talk now? Or are you going to keep acting like I'm a stranger?” She nervously nibbles on her bottom lip seemingly ready for whatever you have to throw her way. “I’m not sure there is anything to talk about Nat.” you keep your back turned to her, not in the mood to truly unpack everything that she said to you. “You said a lot at home, and you seemed like you meant every word.” you quickly turn around to face her, she's still seated at the counter, your words strike her heavily. She made you feel like you were the problem, like you were the one that needed to take a step back and evaluate the life decisions for Anastasia to be more than what the two of you experienced.

“Anything else you want to get off your chest about the way I parent or encourage you to parent our daughter. See how I said, "Our daughter, I wouldn't want you to feel like she’s only mine.” you send her the most ferocious glare she's ever seen coming from you. you scoff opening the fridge, grabbing a beer and quickly taking a sip. You don't even like drinking beer, it was too cheap for your liking. “I was not thinking clearly, I didn’t stop to think about how that would affect her or you.”

“Clearly not, but you still had those underlying feelings and I-” Natasha abruptly stands up from her seat and makes her way around the counter slowly edging towards you. She doesn't even want to know what you were about to finish your sentence with because that scares her, losing you has always been a fear of hers and since having Ana, losing her own little family scares her even more. She entraps you between the counter and her body, both of her hands on both sides of the marble countertop. “How do I know that you won't do it again? How do I know that the next time she has a melt down and I'm not there with you, that you won't spank her again or God forbid something worse?”

“Because I'm not him, I'm not a product of what he wanted me to be, not when it comes to her and not when it comes to being a mom.” Natasha's face contorted in pain; she's trying to hold back. There is a subtle strain to her voice that only you can pick up on. She reaches into her pocket; you have forgotten about it, but it's been burning a hole into her expensive fabrics since she left home. she brings the polaroid out of her pocket and stares at it repeating the same words she just said to you. “I’m not him.”

“I'm not him.”

“I’m not-” You bring her into a strong and warm embrace, dealing with that trauma alone it couldn't have been easy. “I know, you're not.” You rub up and down her back soothingly. Natasha doesn't cry like this often so you stand there holding her for as long as she needs you too. Eventually she pulls back but not too far away from you your lips finally meet in a soft and affectionate kiss. An eagerness and hunger starts to rise the longer the kiss continues, Natasha being away from you and being so vulnerable has caused her to be touched-starved. Before things get heated you pull away no matter how bad you wanted to keep going there was still something that needed to be addressed and understood. “I won’t allow Anastasia to be around that type of environment. We've worked so hard to shield her from it and give her better, I need you to remember that the next time you feel like you're losing control over how she handles her emotions.”

“You're right.” she wipes away her tears nodding in agreement with everything that you've said this entire time. What would happen the next time this happens? The look of pure fear her daughter had just by being in the same room as her hits her like a ton of bricks. Natasha never wants her daughter to be afraid of her. She needs to shake away that form of discipline out of her mind. It's been installed into her brain since a child.

“You have to unpack your shit, Nat.” you tuck a stray piece of hair behind her ear and as you pull away from her, she holds your hand against the side of her face. “I will, I promise.” She's avoided any form of therapy or comfort when dealing with her traumatic childhood and past. However, now it's gotten to the point where she can no longer avoid it, she needs to deal with this head on professionally but for now you'll hold her, for now you'll console her and applaud her for being brave enough to revisit the past trauma and admit her mistake. A change will be made for the better, she swears by it. She can deal with the world fearing her, she likes it, actually thrives off of other fear from just her presence but she draws the line at her daughter.

“I’ll start looking for a therapist tomorrow.”

[nataliasquote]

Masterlist

Welcome to my masterlist! Alongside my work on Wattpad and AO3, you can find all my mini series and oneshots linked down below. I usually only write for Natasha Romanoff and occasionally Yelena Belova, but feel free to send in any requests. But no smut, I’m not comfortable with that :)

Natasha Romanoff | Series

[F = fluff, A = angst, H = hot af ]

⧗ Double the Trouble AU | WandaNat x daughter: [F] Natasha and Wanda have their work cut out raising twin girls. But despite the struggles and the arguments, there is nothing that would break the bond this family has created

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

Canon oneshots:

A Day Out: [F] summer and sunshine calls for family trips out. To the zoo, naturally[2.9k words]

Groceries: [F] Natasha volunteers to do the weekly shop. Mundane, perhaps, but with two babies, things are never smooth sailing [1.4k words]

Cuddles: [F] a tipsy Y/n only wants one thing when she comes home from a party- Natasha’s hugs. And who is Natasha to refuse cuddles from her teenagers? [800 words]

New Families: [F] Natasha was content keeping her little family to herself. But Yelena and Melina weren’t. Which is how the family of four find themselves in Ohio, resurfacing memories for Natasha and challenging the three year olds in a whole new environment. Isla loves it, Y/n… not so much [4.4k words]

Yelena’s Day: [F] it’s finally Yelena’s turn to babysit the twins… a big responsibility for a usually messy Russian. [4.3k words]

Switch Up: [F] Yelena is back, the twins are older, and her scheming ways do nothing but backfire. a mother always knows… [3.3k words]

⧗ My Songbird AU | Natasha x Willow (O!C): It’s the 70s. Final summer of high school. Why not spend it getting high, partying and sneaking off with your girlfriend in a town that is so disapproving of anything deviating from the norm.

Mood board | part 1 [F]

⧗ Back in Time | Winterwidow x daughter: Natasha and Bucky’s daughter seeks comfort in her Aunt Wanda as her parents go missing on a mission. She doesn’t ask for much, she only wants to see them again.

part 1 [F] | part 2 [A]

⧗ Midas Touch | Maid!Natasha: no amount of money will ever save a broken marriage or a broken woman. But maybe the right person can turn everything she touches into gold and this time won’t be cursed to break everything she cares about.

part 1 [F + A] | part 2 [F + A]

Natasha Romanoff | Oneshots

⧗ Promises: [A] Natasha and Anastasia didn’t know love… not until they found it in each other. But the Red Room was cold, in more ways than one [2.6k words]

⧗ Ghost of You: [F + A] Learning to move on after Natasha’s sacrifice is the hardest thing in the world [3.2k words]

⧗ Lost in the Fire | f1 AU: [A] A horrific crash tests Natasha’s nerves to the limit as she has no choice but to sit back and watch from the garage. Her girlfriend and her sister push themselves for that all important win. [4.5k words]

⧗ I Will Rescue You | natasha romanoff x adopted daughter reader: [F + A] An alert from the Red Room sends Natasha, Yelena and Bucky on a last minute mission. But what they find is far from expected… [3.7k words]

⧗ Can’t You See This is Breaking Me: [A] Natasha isn’t quite ready to give her entire life for the woman she loves [5.2k words]

⧗ Tattoos For Troubled Minds: [F] Natasha struggles to trust anyone when it comes to touching her body. But that becomes rather difficult when a tattoo idea comes into her mind that she just can’t shake [3.6k words]

⧗ Midnight: [A] Natasha has never learned how to rest, and at midnight is where she is most vulnerable [1.1k words]

⧗ I Know What You Are: [A] The bane of Natasha’s existence had finally slipped up but when sent to eliminate her, feeling get in the way far too easily. [5.9k words]

⧗ Mustang | cowgirl Nat AU: [H] The mayor’s daughter. A bounty hunter. One has freedom, the other does not. But will one fleeting night be enough to convince Natasha to leave everything she’s ever known behind? [4.3k words]

⧗ Is It All For Nothing?: [A] You just want a friend. Is that so bad? How is it fair that everyone else gets one but you. What did you do that was so wrong? [1.3k words]

⧗ Welcome To My Head At Midnight | song fic: [A] Natasha Romanoff is her own worst enemy and maybe this fight isn’t one she’s so sure she can win. [2k words]

⧗ Sunkissed By An Angel: [F] the perfect lazy morning in the Romanoff summer beach house. [1.5k words]

Yelena Belova | Oneshots

⧗ For Her: [F + A] Yelena tries to find the balance between spending christmas with her girl and tracking down Clint Barton… [1.7k words]

[critter-of-habit]

When I watched the new What If episode with Peggy & Nat I immediately thought of you, your art, and what your reaction would be. Especially since it was kind of a retelling of Captain America & The Winter Soldier.

What are your thoughts on the episode?

Seeing as you asked, I WILL TELL YOU MY MANY THOUGHTS. WITH PICTURES.

under the cut for length lol

First of all, as usual the animation, particularly the lighting, was incredible. Also the effects! The explosions, smoke, everything. Always blows me away how much effort and love these animators put in to What If.

I love that it's Winter Soldier based because by god do I love that movie - but I also love that it's so very different to my AU cos that means I can keep going with it lol.

Okay here we go with the highlights - Blatant flirting and showing off:

This???:

Just how in sync they were with every fight scene - even in the Battle of New York when they had only known each other for a few hours.

HEY LOVELY. LOVELY:

Angst. And how soft Nat is here:

"Hey, Peg. I got you."

Natasha's inability to sit in a chair properly:

Peggy making a star wars reference and Nat calling her out on it like .. Nat you RECOGNIZED the reference you're a nerd too

"You know I always wondered how you got all those GI Boys to follow a woman into war: question answered." ie. "I'm so into you right now":

This Natasha stabbed Dreykov to death with a corkscrew and I love her for it.

Natasha instinctively putting herself in between Peggy and Steve even though they're both twice her size

I've already mentioned but, the choice to focus on Natasha's face in this scene:

Nat's face here:

Natasha only getting taken down by the robots because her gay-Peggy-focused-ass gets distracted when Peggy runs off to protect Steve: (I'll come back to this point later as a negative)

MELINA.

Was anyone else looking to see if Yelena was there

"Let's unpack that later, shall we?"

"I don't know whether to kiss you, kill you, or dissect you." "Let me guess, all three?"

I bet the Captain Carter film was baby Nat's gay awakening lol:

Melina's glorious slo-mo "grandma, it's me, anastasia" coat drop:

Peggy running to save Nat T_T

These shots:

Nat wearing the same outfit from Winter Soldier:

Natasha "too-loyal-and-infatuated-for-her-own-good" Romanoff going along with Peggy again to look for Steve without even being asked. (in stark contrast to the end of Winter Soldier when Natasha did not go with Steve to look for Bucky, I might add)

New reaction image:

Peggy and Nat calling and reaching out to each other when the portal opens and ALMOST making it - then Natasha punching the ground in desperation T_T

These two look SO COOL and I can't wait for the 1602 episode.

Negative points:

Rehashing Ste/ggy all over again - we already HAD that and it was endgame, why do it again?

As much as I adore Natasha's intense loyalty, it's very one sided in this episode and I'm wondering if that's intentional. Peggy is hyperfocused on Steve and leaves Nat behind to run after him multiple times, even though he is in an entire suit of armor and is FINE and Natasha is the one actually getting injured. Then she's leaving at the end without saying goodbye to go find Steve again (despite there being no reason to think he's alive? he EXPLODED??) even though Natasha just went through a trauma too and shouldn't be abandoned. Kinda feels like Peggy is taking Natasha's always being there for granted and I really hope it's addressed in following episodes (though I doubt it will be - it'll just be Steve focused again -_- )

Okay I think I'm done. This was a LOT I'm not sorry I've been waiting for more content for SO LONG I can't wait for the rest of the episodes to rip my heart out and stomp on it :3

[thewhitespiderwitch]

Origin Story

🤍Full Name: Dahlia Anastasia Romanova

🤍Preferred name: Daniella Romanoff

🤍Nicknames: Dani, El(Aurora), Kid, Kiddo, Daniel(Serena), Emerald(Cat), Wrobel(Lina), Ella/sestra (Natasha and Yelena), солнечно(Natasha), Цветок(Bucky), Dan(Corstella), Red Wolf(Dora Milaje), Angel of Death, Grim Reaper

🤍Aliases: Red Widow(formally), Taskmaster(formally), Nyx(formally), Solstice(formally), Black Swan(formally), Agent Red, Agent Shadow, Daisy Rushman(formally), White Witch, Destiny Rose(formally), Black Widow

🤍Relationship: @lincoln-campbell-the-inhuman

🤍Dad: Bucky Barnes @justawhitewolf, Alexi Shostakov @its-not-crimson-dynamo

🤍Mom: Lina Barnes @mutantontheloose, Melina Vostokoff @ironwidowassassin

🤍Mother figure: Laura Barton @laura-barton-shield

🤍Sisters: Natasha Romanoff @nataliaromanova-official, Yelena Belova @your-fav-russian-assassin/ @the-best-black-widow, Novie Barnes @they-call-me-birdsong

🤍Brothers: Leo @poor-lost-leo, Wyatt @they-call-me-ricochet

🤍 Daughter: Rosemary @lostgirlin-neverland

🤍 Daughter-figures: Cat @thebestmerc-1, Elizabeth @backupwintersoldier

🔪Species: Mutant and Witch, disguised as an enhanced

🔪 Powers: telekinesis, telepathy, magic, Reality Warping, mind control, life magic, death by touch, turning into a white wolf, water manipulation, blood manipulation, copying others moves

🔪Skills: marksmanship, seduction, Hand to Hand combat, ballet, manipulation, espionage, hacking

🔪Affiliated: KGB(formally), Red Room(formally), HYDRA(formally), SHEILD, Stark Industries(formally, undercover), Avengers

🔪Pronouns: She/they

🤍Friends: Aurora @whosafraidoflittleoldme17, Jade @jade-lopez-maximoff, Taco @ireallyliketacosokay, Asta @asta-barnes-rogers, Sam @we-love-redwing , Steve @americas-favourite-fossil/ @proud-owner-0f-americas-ass, Laurya @goddess-of-birds, Corstella and Peter @rebelspy-justforkicks, Serena @serenastark-official, Charcoal @thebetterbartontwin, Katerina @former-sokovian, Clint @clintbarton-thearrowguy

Coven

🤍🔪🤍🔪🤍🔪🤍🔪🤍🔪🤍🔪🤍🔪🤍🔪🤍

Masterlist

Faceclaim: Katherine McNamara

Child faceclaim: Summer Fontana

Teen Faceclaim: Abigail Cowen

[nataliaromanova-official]

File

Full Name: Natalia Alianova Romanova

Preferred name: Natasha Romanoff

Nicknames: Nat, Natty, Tash, Tasha, Talia, Doll(formally), Red, the Red Death, the War Widow, Triple imposter, Double agent, the famous Black Widow, Tsarina, The Woman in Black

Aliases: Black Widow, Natalie Rushman, Fanny Longbottom, Nancy Rushman, Nadine Roman, Natasha Petrovich, Natasha Shostakov

Abilities: Marksmanship, Espionage, Hand to Hand combat, Seduction, Manipulation

Enhancements: Enhanced speed, endurance, healing factor, slowed aging(because of super soldier syrum)

Preferred Weapons: Handguns, electroshock sticks, batons, Widow bites

Affiliations: Red Room Academy, KGB, Black Widow Program, SHEILD, S.T.R.I.K.E.(Unwillingly), Hammer Industries(undercover), Stark Industries(undercover) Avengers

Hair color: Red, black(formally, dyed), blonde(formally, dyed)

Eye color: Green

Past Relationships: Nikolai(deceased), Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Matt Murdock

Parents:

Ivan Romanov(father, deceased)

Ivan Petrovich (foster father, presumed deceased)

Grand Duchess Anastasia Nikolevna Romanova (speculative mother, presumed deceased)

Melina Vostokoff(adopted mother)

Alexi Shostakov(Adopted father)

Grandparents: Tsar Nicholai Aleksandreivich Romanov II (speculative grandfather, deceased)

Tsarina Alexandra Feodorovna Romanova (speculative grandmother, deceased)

Brothers: Vindiktor Romanov(older brother, deceased)

Alexi Romanov(deceased)

Sisters:

Yelena Belova(adopted little sister, @your-fav-russian-assassin / @the-best-black-widow )

Dani Romanoff(biological little sister, @thewhitespiderwitch )

Children:

Rose Romanova(stillborn)

Stevie Grey

Azalea Romanoff(@azalea-romanoff )

Nathan Romanov-Barnes(@blue-hairbrush-ofdoom )

Arrox Romanoff-Maximoff(@ducktamer415 )

Peter Parker (@definitelynot-peterp4rker )

[shefatalesarch]

WISH LIST SHIPS

John Constantine x Zari Tarazi Derek Morgan x JJ Diana Prince x Steve Trevor John Constantine x Bruce Wayne John Constantine x Boyfriend Kent Nelson x Carter Hall Maggie Sawyer x Alex Danvers Shayera Hol x Carter Hall Anastasia x Dimitri Tiana x Naveen Clara Oswald x The Doctor Fleur Delacour x Bill Weasley Barney Stinson x Robin Ian Malcolm x Alan Grant or Ellie Sattler Brock Rumlow x Steve Rogers Brock Rumlow x Bucky Barnes Brock Rumlow x Natasha Romanoff or Yelena Belova Christine Palmer x Stephen Strange Danny Rand x up for suggestions lol Logan x Jean Tony Stark x Steve Rogers Tony Stark x Pepper Potts Tony Stark x Natasha Romanoff Ethan Sawyer x Allison Sawyer or an OC to build a relationship or anyone really Julian Kaye x OC romance because i hate Michelle Joel Miller x Tess Ares x Aphrodite Ingrid Hunnigan x Leon Kennedy Poe Dameron x Rey Ruby x Sam Winchester Elendil x Miriel Shane Walsh x Lori Grimes Shane Walsh x Andrea Harrison

[snowonebutyou]

I posted 10,548 times in 2022

That's 5,274 more posts than 2021!

166 posts created (2%)

10,382 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@mcuchallenge

@robiinbuckley

@wandaisfierce

@anastasia-93-daybidaylove

@dailybuffysummers

I tagged 10,547 of my posts in 2022

#mcu - 4,009 posts

#wanda maximoff - 1,227 posts

#elizabeth olsen - 1,116 posts

#the accuracy of this - 848 posts

#buffy the vampire slayer - 810 posts

#multiverse of madness - 737 posts

#reblogging you again - 669 posts

#yelena belova - 630 posts

#the accuracy - 578 posts

#natasha romanoff - 536 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#pls don’t ever diss this masterpiece ever again or else goncharov’s ghost will fly out of his shallow grave in southern italy to haunt you

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

moodboard: yelena belova + know your enemy by greenday for @mcrololo

the insurgency will rise when the blood’s been sacrificed don’t be blinded by the lies in your eyes, say! (do you know the enemy? do you know your enemy? well, gotta know the enemy, rah-eh!)

ko-fi // alternatively // playlist

201 notes - Posted January 10, 2022

#4

moodboard: kate bishop aesthetics

“your problem is branding.” “no, my problem is you.” “no, it’s branding.”

287 notes - Posted March 15, 2022

#3

moodboard: scarlet witch + look what you made me do by taylor swift

I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams I’m sorry But the old Wanda can’t come to the phone right now Why? Oh, ‘cause she’s dead Ooh, look what you made me do

309 notes - Posted May 13, 2022

#2

moodboard: yelena belova and kate bishop + state of grace by taylor swift

I’m walking fast through the traffic lights Busy streets and busy lives And all we know is touch and go We are alone with our changing minds We fall in love ‘til it hurts or bleeds, or fades in time

And I never (never) Saw you coming And I’ll never (never) Be the same

318 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

moodboard: wanda maximoff + multiverse of madness

“You break the rules and become the hero. I do it and become the enemy… that doesn’t seem fair.”

ko-fi

452 notes - Posted February 14, 2022

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[pruesgaultier]

Little Red

Written for Blackhill Bingo 'Red Room' While Natasha is taking down the Red room, she finds a child.

warnings: implied child abuse, mentions death

Natasha snapped her nose into place and looked at all the files of the girls that were downloading and realized she had failed. She failed Yelena, Antonia, the girls, but most importantly she failed herself. She thought she managed to get rid of the evil that tortured her and many like her, instead he hid further in the shadows and became even more ruthless and she doesn’t think she could forgive herself for that. 

She didn’t have time to dwell on her thoughts because just as she grabbed the flash drive, she heard the sound of a child crying. Natasha, ever the cautious one, took her gun out and crept toward the source of the sound. She opened the door and saw a small mop of red hair. Nat quickly put her gun in its holsters and walked toward her.

“Hi little one.” Natasha greeted in a soft voice. The child raised their head and Nat was able to see it was a little girl with the brightest blue eyes. She was dirty from the debris that was currently falling, and was only wearing pajamas. She can’t be any older than 3 . Nat thought to herself, frowning.

“Do you understand me?” Natasha asked. The girl nodded. Natasha sighed in relief that the girl spoke English, she didn’t have time to guess which language she spoke. “The building isn't safe anymore, you need to come with me so you can be safe.” Nat continued.

The girl shook her head rapidly. “I can't leave, the scary man will hurt me.” The girl whimpered out. 

“The bad man isn’t going to hurt anyone anymore, I'm going to make sure of that. But right now we have to go, so I can get you somewhere safe.” Natasha promised. She failed all the other girls, but she wouldn’t fail her too. The smaller redhead seemed to think for a moment, before nodding. She held her arms out, signaling she wanted to be held. Natasha picked up carefully, in case she had any injuries. 

“Okay, I'm going to put you inside my suit so you don’t get hurt. Keep your head on my shoulder and hold on tight.” The girl just nodded and Nat took that as a sign to unzip her suit enough so that she could put the girl inside her suit which should protect her well enough. 

Nat started running out of room, picking up more antidote as she left before dodging an elevator of fire. She shot the glass and jumped out the window to escape, latching on to railing and going into the next window. She tried her hardest to dodge the rubble falling left and right but it ultimately knocked her down and made her fall through the floor. She cradled the girl's head and landed on her side so the little one wouldn't be directly impacted.

She heard a bang and looked up to see Antonia locked in the glass cage. That monster left his own daughter for dead. “Antonia,” Natasha started, panting. “I’m gonna open the door. You’re gonna come after me. I know you’re still in there and I’m not leaving you.” She pleaded before opening the door with the passcode. 

Antonia made a move to grab her, but the floor exploded, throwing them in opposite directions. She protected the girl attached to herself as much as she could, but that could only do so much. Definitely having Melina check her over after this. Nat thought.

She dropped down onto the other platform just in time to see her sister about to do some stupid. “Yelena!” She screamed in horror, she just got her back, she can’t lose her again. “Don’t do it!”

“This was fun!” Yelena called back. Natasha watched as her sister killed Dreykov while also free falling. She jumped into action grabbing a parachute and jumping after her. Natasha somehow managed to strap Yelena and the little one to the parachute before spotting Antonia and releasing them to catch her. She was going to fix this.

After a grueling fight with Antonia, who she had managed to get the antidote to and apologize properly, she went to find Yelena and the tinier redhead. 

She saw the blonde laid out on her back, the child still strapped to her chest, passed out. “Yelena?” Nat asked cautiously. She was relieved when hazel eyes met hers. 

“We’re both upside down.” Natasha couldn’t help but smile at her words. 

“Forgive me little sister.” Natasha's voice quivered as she spoke in Russian. “I should’ve come back for you.” She switched to English.

“You don’t have to say that.” Yelena shook her head. She had already accepted that it wasn’t real to Natasha. 

“No. No. It was real to me too.” Natasha nodded to emphasize her words. They brought their foreheads together to touch, something that brought both of them comfort, before hugging. The hug startled the little one and she whined being squished between them but quickly fell back asleep.

“Uh, Natasha, who is this?” Yelena inquired. 

Natasha smiled sheepishly. “I actually don’t know her name. I found her locked in his office and I couldn’t leave her there. I think I’m going to take her with me.” 

“But Natasha, you’re on the run, and can’t talk to other Avengers. Where will you go?” Yelena questioned.

“I’m going to take her somewhere she’ll be loved and safe, the same place I’m loved and safe.” Nat replied. “You should come visit me one day.” she suggested after a beat.

“Really?” Yelena didn’t think Natasha would offer her an opportunity to go to her safe place. 

“Yeah, I know you’re going to help with the widow’s but call me and I’ll happily take you with me.” Natasha shared.

“I guess if you’re keeping the child that means she’s my niece and I must teach her everything I know.” They were interrupted by the girl in question waking up. She was looking around confused and a little startled but calmed down when Natasha spoke to her.

“Hi again, little one. Did you have a nice nap?” She asked. The little one nodded. “Can you tell me your name?” 

“Anastasia.” the girl said. 

“That’s a pretty name. My name is Natasha and this is Yelena.” She replied, motioning between them. Anastasia raised her arms to Natasha, she wanted to be picked up again.

“Okay, let’s get you out of this parachute first.” She told her before untangling her from Yelena. Ana quickly nuzzled into Natasha's shoulder.

“Anastasia, do you know where your mommy or daddy is?” Natasha asked gently. Her and Yelena started to walk to find Melina, Alexei and the widows.

“The scary man said Mommy go bye bye.” Ana told her.

“Okay, we’ll see if we can find out something.” 

After tricking Ross and sneaking her way back to the helicopter the widows, Melina, Alexei, and Anastasia were on, they were on their way to Melina’s farm.

“Do any of you know who she is?” She addressed the girls as a whole. The widows were silent for a while.

“Her mother’s name was Irina. Dreykov had her punished for giving birth to Ana after a mission, but let Irina keep her. Whenever she failed, he would punish Anastasia to make Irina do better but one day he killed Irina and locked Anastasia away. We could hear her cries but none of us could help her. We don’t know anything about her father.” The widow, Katrina, answered. 

“We tried to help and protect her as best as we could. We snuck her food and cleaned her wounds but we could only do so much before he found out and punished us.” Another widow, Naomi, explained. 

“It’s okay, you did your best. And she’s going to be okay, I’ll make sure she grows up happy and healthy.” Natasha consoled them. She was definitely keeping Anastasia now. The girls were still young, they didn’t need to take care of a child, they were still children themselves.

“Where are you going to take her?” Katrina asked. Ana was important to all of them, they wanted to know if she’ll be okay.

“I'm going to take her home with me, she’ll be safe there. After Yelena helps you guys get situated, she’s going to come visit and if she doesn’t think Anastasia is safe there, I’ll let her bring her back to you. Is that okay?” Natasha decided. She was being honest too. 

“That’s okay with us.” Naomi spoke for the girls as a whole.

After a few more hours, a check up from Melina, and a phone call to Mason, Natasha and Anastasia were on the way to Natasha’s house with some new clothes and other stuff for Anastasia. Mason was confused about why he needed to get kid stuff but Natasha told him not to ask any questions.

Nat was excited, she was finally seeing Maria for the first time in weeks. She really missed her wife and with her past coming back to haunt her, she could really use a hug. She missed Fury too, she didn’t know if he was home though, he’s been on and off world for a while. She landed a few feet away from the house, knowing Maria and Nick would need to see her walking up so they wouldn’t deem her a threat. Nat grabbed Ana and the things Mason brought and. together the two of them walked to the door which was opened by none other than Maria.

“Hi Ria.” Nat greeted her wife. 

“Don’t ‘Hi Ria’ me. You haven’t made contact in almost 2 months, I was worried sick. And why do you have a child?” Questions flew from her wife’s mouth. 

“Look, I know I have some explaining to do but can you let us in. Ana’s hungry and I need to give her a bath.” Nat asked, walking past Maria into the kitchen to make a peanut butter sandwich for Ana. Melina had done an allergy test and Ana wasn’t allergic to anything, so it was safe to eat. 

“Where did your mini me come from?” Maria asked exasperated.

“The red room.” Natasha said walking over to where she had sat Ana in a chair. “Here you go sweetie. Try this and tell me if you want something else or if you want some more.” she told her nicely. 

“What? I thought you took it down during your defection.” Maria voiced. Natasha just shook her. 

“No, Mia, I didn't. In fact, I made Dreykov hide even further in the shadows. If it hadn’t been for Yelena sending me a message, I never would’ve known.” Natasha explained sadly. She still couldn’t believe she’d been the reason those girls endured a lifetime of trauma.

Maria pulled her into a hug and Natasha sighed, content to be in her wife’s arms again. Maria kissed her forehead before pulling away “We’ll talk later. Now, is mini you named Ana or is it short for something?”

“Her name is Anastasia Irina, she's three. Dreykov eliminated her mom and we have no information on her dad. We always said we wanted kids and well…now we can have one.” 

Maria sighed. She knew from the moment Natasha walked in, she wasn’t going to let the girl go without a fight and Maria had to admit the girl was very adorable. She’s a mini Natasha, Maria thought to herself. She sighed, she could never deny her wife anything. “After we do a little paperwork, we can officially call her ours. Also, I really think she liked that peanut butter sandwich cause it’s all over her face.” Maria shifted her attention to the little girl sitting at the dining room table. She grabbed a cloth off the counter and wet it with some warm water. 

“Hi, Anastasia, I’m Maria, can I wipe your face and hands so you can be clean again?” She cooed softly. Ana put a finger on her chin and tilted her head, thinking. Maria held back a laugh at the girl's antics. 

“Yes Ria, you can clean Ana’s face.” she eventually said. Maria took the cloth and began cleaning peanut butter off of her, tickling her stomach as she did, making Anastasia laugh. 

Natasha watched with a big smile on her face, Maria was gonna be a great mom. They had always wanted kids but they could never find the right time to settle down, now they wouldn’t have to. 

“Little one, it’s time for a bath, we need to get you out of those clothes.” Natasha said joining her wife’s side.

Anastasia’s eyes went wide with fear. She started rapidly shaking her head no. “No, Ana was good. I don’t want a bath, I’ll be good.” she spit out tearfully.

“Hey, it’s okay. You are being good, you’re not in trouble, the bath is just going to help you get clean, nothing else. We won’t even fill it up all the way.” Natasha explained gently. 

“You not gonna put Ana’s head under?” the little girl asked scared.

“No, honey you don’t have to put your head under. We just need to make sure you get clean?” Maria assured

“You get in too?” Ana asked Nat.

“Yeah, honey, I’ll get in too.” Natasha wasn’t planning on a bath, but if Anastasia would feel better, she’d be all for it. 

“Ok, Ana take bath with Natty.” She held her arms out to Maria, surprising both women because she seemed more comfortable with Natasha, but Maria picked her up regardless. After a short bath and a bedtime story, Anastasia was asleep in Natasha’s arms, Maria and Nat asleep with her and that’s how Fury found them. Cuddled with Ana between them and “If You Give A Mouse A Cookie” open. He took a picture before sending it to Carol and Maria Rambeau.

“They’ve brought home little red, can’t wait to hear this story.”  

[marvelladiesdaily]

[marveladdicts]

I should have come back for you.

[darkwaveho]

For the mini burden au how about nat and reader going to a parent teacher conference or a PTA meeting

Mini Burden

Summary: Anastasia wants to enroll in school.

Pairings: Mob!Natasha Romanoff x Reader, Mob!yelena

Warnings: cursing, brief mentions of bad parenting, fluff? comfort, mention and alludes to child behavioral disorder.

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“What’s so wrong about her being homeschooled?” Natasha calmy walks around the bedroom grabbing he clothes; she was supposed to be at work an hour ago, but you had other plans that delayed those obligations.

“She needs to be around more kids her age Natasha.” You respond back to her as you sit up in bed with the silk sheets wrapped snug against your body.

“I was barely around kids my age and it turned out just fine and so will she.”

“Why are you so against her going to school?” As your question lingered in the air you had a hunch on the why, but you weren't entirely sure to bring it up yet.

“I’m not against her going to school, I’m against the failure of the education system.” Natasha reveals herself from the walk-in closet, clothes loosely fitted to her body.

“She’s six, the most she’ll be doing is going over basic skills, coloring and eating glitter.” You giggle as Natasha shows distain with your comments.

“That’s another problem, if we homeschool her, she can get advance lessons.” Her expression is unwavering, she's being serious and wasn't in the mood for joking not when it came to Anastasia's education. she had a tough childhood and had the unnerving realization that she could be shipped off to boarding school in a flash if she disobeyed Alexei past his limits. She ended up disobeying him anyway but luckily, she didn't end up in a boarding school she was lucky he went easy on her and settled for making her go to an alternative school.

“Anastasia really wants to go, and she deserves that chance to be around kids and not cooped up in this house.” You wrap your arms around Natasha’s middle leaning your head in her shoulder. "It's safer for her to be home." She responds back to you with a scowl forming on her face. it was a weak excuse out of all the good points she's made during this morning discussion. First it was about the weak education system, now it was about her safety. Which you understood; however, you didn't think anyone could be stupid enough to think about bringing harm to your daughter.

“We both went to school despite the dangers of our family's lifestyle, she’ll be fine Tash.” She doesn't take the chance to reply back to you this time, no doubt fighting in her own mind. "Listen, I know you're scared about her growing up but, she's growing up."

"I'm- I'm not scared about her growing up, who said that?" it was partially a lie, Natasha loved coming home some days and hearing her daughter's feet rush to the door to greet her and annoy her about what she did that day. on the bright side that meant having more free time with you while Anastasia was way at school but then she thought of the dread of attending parental events and school functions. knowing she wouldn't be able to make every single one and knowing she really wasn't interested in going to any of them.

"Oh, you're fucked, and this is just the start of first grade I can't imagine what you'll do when it's time for her to go to high school or away to college." Natasha takes a moment to think it over, zoning out while fixing her dress shirt.

"Fine." She turns around in your hold as you peck her lips in surprise and appreciation., truth of the matter was that Natasha was having a hard time knowing how fast her daughter has grown up despite the fact that she's always telling Anastasia "To be a big girl" or "Big girls don't do this or that." she was just being a protective mother. Natasha wouldn't be Natasha if she didn't have something up her sleeve after losing an argument or giving in to a discussion like this. "But I pick the school." your face falters as hers grows a knowing smug smirk. "Woah, wait that wasn't part of the deal, Nat." She mutters the words "It is now" Before playfully nipping at your bottom lip and turning towards the doorway. “Anastasia!” Natasha yells for the five-year-old from the middle of the bedroom. It doesn’t take long for the small child to run past the threshold of the bedroom door. “Yes, mama?”

“Is this true what mommy is saying about you wanting to go to school?” She nods her head yes. Natasha audibly sighs in frustration before she calms herself down. “Are you sure? no one bribed you with sweets, money or gifts to say this to me?” Natasha not so subtly looks over to you as you roll your eyes at her childish antics. Anastasia nods her head again. “I’m sure.” Natasha releases a breath and kneels down to Anastasia's level. "Well, I guess we need to go school shopping, hm?" Anastasia gasps with excitement and rams into Natasha for a warm embrace.

Anastasia has been in school for about a month now, even though you and Nat went back and forth about picking the right school. She settled on enrolling Anastasia in one of the top schools in the country the only downside about it was the fact that they made six-year-olds wear uniform. regardless of that Anastasia, she loves it. She can't stop her little motor mouth when it's time to pick her up and she always remembers to make something for her family during arts and crafts time. Now you await in the school hallway for parent teacher conference day. You sit next to Natasha in the cushioned seats along the stoned wall both of you deep into your own cellular devices at the moment to talk to one another. You practically had to hold a knife to Natasha's throat just to get her here today. The sound of heels clicking on the floor is what gets you to pull your eyes away from the screen. "Miss Romanoff, Mrs. Romanoff." The woman stands Infront of you with a smile as she greets you.

"It's just y/l/n actually, we're not married." You correct the teacher ignoring how annoyed Natasha is by bringing the topic up. She says her apologies and ushers you both into her classroom. Natasha walks close to you and lowers her voice for only you to hear. " Was that really necessary?" You're amused by her being upset about you correcting the teacher about your marital status. "Was it necessary for you to cheat on me?" You quip back at her with no anger but with a blank but smug expression as you sit down in the wooden chair by the desk. Natasha glares at you for a brief moment until the teacher comes back into the room. "Alright, let's get started, shall we?" She smiles so bubbly and happily it makes you smile softly, and Natasha wants this conference over with even faster. Just tell her that her daughter is smart and perfect so she can get on with her busy day that she had to take time out of to attend this meeting in the first place.

"Anastasia is doing exceptionally well." That alone brought a bubbly feeling to Natasha on the inside so much so that she was in the process of standing up and blurting out her words. "Great this was a nice conference teach." You grab her arm and yank her down into her chair. "Oh, um that's not all." Natasha raises a brow at her and ignores the fact that you just practically manhandled her in front of Anastasia's teacher, she let you have it later. You both could tell she was hesitant on saying whatever it was that was on her mind. You sit forward no longer pressed against the back of the chair and with straightened posture.

"What? is there something wrong?" Natasha hears the concern and panic in your voice and snaps her gaze from you to the nervous woman across from her. "If she is doing well then what else could you possibly need to tell us about?"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you both its just..." The more she pauses and beats around the bush the more your mind grows rapid with thoughts. "Spit it the fuck out already!" You snap at her which surprises Natasha nonetheless she brings her hand to your back and runs it up and down your back in a soothing motion. "Sorry, about that it might be that time of the month, continue." Natasha sends her apology to the teacher; she didn't need gossip going around town that you two were a bunch of ticking time bombs no matter how true that really is. "She's doing well academically however her socially skills are in a bit of extra need and care."

"What are you talking about? she communicates just fine trust me, maybe she's just not warmed up to the idea of others her age yet."

"She does indeed communicate just fine, it's the fact that she has a hard time expressing her emotions in a healthy way if you can understand what I'm trying to say."

"There was an incident last month the principle said he called, and he spoke with someone about Anastasia and another student here." You and Natasha both look at each other dumbfounded you haven't spoken to the principle about Anastasia and neither has she. "We haven't spoken to anyone about an issue."

"Oh, well I guess he assumed it was you Natasha because of an accent but the person on the phone also said that they'd inform their wife about the situation." You both look at each other with knowing glances. You don't have an accent and Natasha is barely home to even answer a phone that's not in her pocket or in her home office. and know it was Yelena that answered the phone call, Natasha is definitely taking that key back from her. Miss Noelle doesn't ask for an explanation she continues when it's clear neither one of you are going to speak. "Based on my observation as well as other staff members here, we think Anastasia might have a behavioral issue. We aren't sure on which specific kind of disorder, so we think you should take her to see a behavioral therapist." You don't respond to her analysis you're too stuck in your mind with the many possibilities of what this could mean. You tried so hard to not have your daughter fall susceptible to the history of trauma you and Natasha both experienced within this lifestyle. You were really protective and kept a close eye on Anastasia in fear that she'd pick up Natasha's habits. It looks like that fear is coming in full circle. When it's clear you aren't going to respond or react, Natasha once again steps into the conversation.

"That won't be necessary our daughter is fine, now if there isn't anything else you need to discuss with us about Anastasia then we'll be leaving." Natasha says this with confidence as she stands from her chair, but a small part of her knows how combative Anastasia can be sometimes when it comes to discipline, and she finds that shocking considering you and Nastasha practice gentle parenting. Well, Natasha slips up a few times, but she always fixes her mistakes whether if she's alone or if you're there to put her back on the path to healthy parenting. everything after that is a blur you don't recall even leaving the school let alone being seated in the back of the car. Natasha gently nudges you out of your dazed state. "Hey, don't stress about it too much. If there is something going on with Anastasia, we will do everything we can-."

"What? Are you saying it's something wrong with her too?" You scoff and push her comfort away from you. you didn't want the comfort and someone selling you sweet dreams. You wanted the blunt and honest truth contrary to your response to Miss Noelle. Would you be raising a potential psychopath? An enraged child that grows up to become something you fight so hard to shield her from. "I'm not saying that buttercup. I'm just saying if there is something hindering her way of expressing emotions then we'll worry about from there, alright?" She hooks her finger under your chin and turns your face back to her soft but assertive gaze. "Only if we see it with our own eyes that she needs extra care in the department. I don't want to sign our daughter up for things just because teachers say we should, kids have tough times dealing with emotions they're kids for fuck sakes. I'm not signing her up for unnecessary therapy, Tash." She pulls you closer and wrapping her arms around you in a firm grip.

"Only if we actually see her display that behavior that her teachers talked about then we'll take her to behavioral therapy." When Natasha agrees with you there's a brief pause as you watch her, this being the very few times when she's the one comforting you and telling you to be the logical one. "Fine." You agree but you're still pouty and annoyed about this whole conversation. Natasha only smiles and kisses your lips multiple times and a quick manner before you arrive in your driveway. Was it a way to lighten the mood before greeting your daughter? Yes, but she also just wanted to kiss you since the moment you almost went ballistic on the teacher. She doesn't care how turned on she gets when you're mad, Clint lets her know about her weird kinks every chance he gets.

All thoughts of anger and frustration went out the window the moment you step inside the house and hear the small clicking sound of plastic heels. Anastasia was having a tea party with Yelena and Fanny. Everyone dressed for the occasion of a princess tea party with tiaras and of course dresses with princess ruffles, she wouldn't have it any other way. As you scoop Anastasia up in your arms and Natasha heads for her office while practically snatching her sisters arm off in the process, no doubt she's going to berate her for even answering the phone call from Anastasia's school.

She'd be getting an earful from you later but right now you just wanted to show extra love and care towards your daughter. As she tells you about her day while you were gone, as she plasters small wet kisses to your face and giggles with laughter when you bring out the tickle monster. You can't help but think that the teachers were wrong, and you completely have nothing to worry about. That call will never happen and the day of you and your family sitting in a therapist's office will never come. Everything was fine and most importantly your child was fine.

[youre-a-total--poser]

The Kid She Didn't Know She Had (Request)

Warnings: Any let me know

Age: 17

Word Count: 1604

Requests: Closed

Summary: You were recruited as a SHIELD agent and you found out a secret that will change everything.

Requested by: Wattpad Usee

Date: 31/10/2022

A/N: Thank you so much for your request. I hope you like it

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Natasha was always given to job to train the new recruits. Not that she even wanted to do it but she never complained it was a chance for her to show off to complete strangers. Something that she enjoyed a lot.

You were the youngest of all the recruits at the age of 17. You grew up in a secret Russian organisation that trained young girls into deadly assassins. You somehow successfully managed to escape well almost successfully.

A couple of SHEILD agents were sent to kill you but when they saw how young you were they made you a deal. They recruited you to become a SHEILD agent. Given how well the first widow from the Red Room turned out they had high hopes for you.

During the first few days of you being there, you got compared to the other widow Natasha Romanoff and told that you were alike her all the time. You never figured out why.

That was until you came face to face with her and you saw some of the similarities between you both but it was probably just a coincidence. You both had the same hair colour, same eye colour, the same height and maybe you look slightly like her. Apart from that, you didn't see why everyone was always comparing you both.

During the training, Natasha was impressed by all that you could do. She knew by your training style and how you always followed instructions without a complaint that you were trained in the Red Room originally.

While all the other agents spoke to one another you didn't even mutter one word. All the agents thought you were shy and scared but Natasha knew the truth.

She knew that if anyone spoke without being spoken to first, complained or refused they would get beat up and it wasn't just a few punches it was a beating till near death.

After training once all the other agents left Natasha kept you behind the have a one of one conversation with you.

Before she could start the training room door slightly opened and footsteps could be heard coming closer.

"Mama?" A young voice said.

Natasha turned around and a young girl came running over to her. She leaned down slightly and opened her arms for the child to run into.

"There's my girl." Natasha lifted up the girl and kissed her cheek.

Natasha turned back around and you saw that the young girl has the same hair and eye colour as both you and Natasha. In fact, she was the spitting image of you when you were younger.

"Hi." The young girl waved at you.

"Hi." You slightly smiled back at her.

"Baby this is Y/N. Why don't you tell her your name?" Natasha asked.

"My name is Anastasia Yelena Romanoff." The young girl spoke with so much confidence you knew that she definitely got it from her mother. "But you can call me Anna if you like I don't mind."

"It's nice to meet you, Anna."

"Do you want to play hide and seek with me Y/N?" Anna asked.

"Is that okay Agent Romanoff?"

Natasha nodded. "Yes, it's okay." She put Anna down.

"You count and I'll hide," Anna said excitedly then she ran towards the door.

"I must warn you I'm the best hider ever." She shouted then she left the room.

Natasha was surprised by her daughter's reaction. "She must really like you she never bonds with someone that quickly."

"What were you wanting to speak to me about Agent Romanoff?" You asked worryingly.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Now go find Anna. I'm giving you permission to go anywhere in the tower and if anyone says anything to you tell them to come to talk to me." Natasha said.

You nodded. "Thank you, Agent Romanoff."

"You don't have to call me Agent Romanoff you can call me Natasha." She smiled at you.

"Thank you, Natasha." You gave her a slight smile then you left to go find Anna.

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Over the next few months, you started bonding more and more with Anna and Natasha. Anna loved having you around. You always ate meals with them and joined in with their games and movie nights.

You even started to develop a strong need to protect the young girl much like how an older sibling would with their younger one.

Natasha saw how protective you became of Anna and Natasha began to wonder that maybe you had a sibling that you couldn't protect that's why you're so desperately trying to protect Anna.

Natasha went to Bruce to ask him if he could do something, any way to find help find your family

"I can only do that if she asked me to Natasha," Bruce said taking off his glasses and dropping them on the table.

"If she has no living relatives then we won't say anything about this but if she does we will tell her. Just imagine the look on her face when she finds out she has family out there somewhere."

"Fine but I wasn't a part of this if she finds out." Bruce sighs.

"Thank you, Bruce," Natasha said then she left to go find you and Anna.

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It took Bruce a few days to get the results back and when he read what they said he was shocked.

He quickly alerted Natasha to come to the labs and she was there within less than a minute.

When Natasha entered the lab Bruce pulled out a chair for her "You might want to sit down for this Natasha."

Natasha walked over and sat down on the chair. "What's going, Bruce?" She asked worriedly.

"I've got Y\N's DNA test results back."

"What does it say?" Natasha asked.

"Take a look for yourself." He handed her the papers.

She read over them not once or twice but three times and then a fourth and even a fifth just to be sure that she was reading it correctly.

"You're her mother Natasha her biological mother."

For what was probably the first time ever Natasha was completely speechless.

Was it possible for this stranger to be her child? She was told that she had been sterilised when she was in the Red Room but if that was true then she wouldn't have had Anna so maybe they were lying

"They must have wiped your memories that's the only logical explanation as to why you can't remember being pregnant with her," Bruce said.

"I think they did it's been nearly 18 years since I escaped and how old is Y/N?" Natasha asked.

Bruce looked at the paper for your date of birth "nearly 18."

Natasha wanted more than anything to be happy but she was worried to tell you she didn't want you to see her as the woman who abandoned you when you were a helpless, innocent little baby.

"It's your choice if you tell her about the results or not Natasha."

"It's only right to tell her." Natasha gathered all the papers and went to find you.

She found you in Anna's bedroom and you both were sitting at her little desk drawing. Natasha couldn't help but smile when she saw you both.

She kneeled down beside Anna "What are you drawing baby?"

"My family look there's mama and Anna and Y/N. She's my big sister now mama."

"It's a wonderful drawing baby. When you're finished mama will put it up on your wall."

"Thank you, mama." Anna smiled and then carried on drawing.

"Anna I just need to speak with Y/N for a few minutes alone okay so please stay here."

"Yes, mama," Anna said not looking up.

When Natasha stood up you did too and you followed her to her office.

"It's okay you're not in trouble you haven't done anything wrong," Natasha said trying to calm your nerves as she could feel the nervousness coming off you.

She sat down on her chair and you stood beside the one next to her.

"You can sit down." She said then you awkwardly sat down.

Natasha didn’t say anything she just slid the papers over to you.

“What’s this?” You asked her before picking up the papers.

“See for yourself.”

You picked up the papers and as you read them you shook your head. “No, it’s not true.” You stood up and ran out of her office and Natasha followed you.

“Y/N please just stop and listen to me,” Natasha shouted as she chased after you.

You didn’t stop but she was a lot quicker than you and she grabbed your arm forcing you to stop.“Y/N just listen to me for one minute.”

“I don’t want to listen to anything you have to say, Natasha.” You shouted pulling your arm out of her grip. “You abandoned me.”

“I didn’t abandon you they wiped my memory when you were born causing me to forget your birth,” Natasha said calmly.

“I don’t believe me you didn’t want me so you just left me there alone while you escaped.” You looked down at the floor.

Natasha put her finger under your chin and lifted your head so you were now looking at her. “I would have never left you there if I knew I promise.”

You didn’t say anything you just nodded.

“I’m so sorry they did that to you, honey.” She wrapped her arms around you tightly. “No one will ever take you away again I won’t let them.”

You wanted more than anything to believe her but you didn’t know if you could fully trust her or not.

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Full Biography

TW: mentions of brainwashing, mentions of s*!c!de, mentions of sh, mentions of an ed

Dahlia Anastasia Romanova was born in 1991. The true origin of her parents are unknown, but her mother was part Greek and after losing Natalia due to Ivan making a deal with Dreykov for money, begged the goddesses to help whilst in labour.

After giving birth to Dahlia, 4 goddesses appeared at her aid. These were Artemis, the goddess of the moon and the hunt; Athena, the goddess of wisdom; Persophone, the goddess of grain and agriculture as well as the queen of the Underworld; and Hestia, the goddess of the hearth and home.

They each blessed the girl, offering protection if needed and volunteering to being family for the baby. Dahlia's mother looked at her daughter and noticed her beauty. She decided to name the girl after the dahlia flower that was the only thing left noticing their similarities in character.

Dahlia's mother also gave her daughter, her necklace which had a dahlia pendent and Athena enchanted it, so that Dahlia could summon the 4 goddesses whenever she needed by thinking of them and rubbing the flower pendent.

In 1992 Dahlia got taken by the KGB and got put with a two Red Room operatives, Melina Vostokoff and Alexi Shostakov, as well as the Red Room agent, Natalia Romanova and another girl, Yelena Belova. Natalia, on the drive to Ohio, thought about making more American names for her and her new sisters.

She came up with "Natasha" for herself, "Daniella" or "Dani" for Dahlia and couldn't come up with one for Yelena. Natasha also changed her and Dani's last name to "Romanoff", as it's the American of "Romanov". Dani grew up thinking everything was normal until 1995 when the Red Room took her and her sisters. Dani got separated from her sisters.

The training was intense, including dancing ballet till your feet to watching Disney princess movies with way more violence to be brainwashed. Though Dani still managed to remain being an absolute sweetheart.

She would sneak bread for the younger Widows and train them in what they do know, so they wouldn't get hurt. The Red Room still called her "Dahlia", but she still went by "Dani", because she knew that she would no longer be a flower.

She eventually made some best friends there: Darya Volkov was the smart one who got the others out of trouble and had a sassy attitude, Chiara Chernova was the talkative one that liked to tease Dani a lot and loved gossip, Alice Barnes was the crazy and funny one who always found a way to make Dani laugh or start mischief with her, Sylvia Barton was the sweet one that was always there if Dani needed someone to listen to her or a hand to hold and then there was Karina Kozlov, she's the quiet and youngest one that originally didn't know Russian, but Dani taught her. Dani was very protective of her.

Dani would become one of the best girls there, other than Natasha and be used in a lot of things including being one of the people in the Taskmaster suit as well as training with the Winter Soldier. Dani and the Winter Soldier became close and she learned his real name.

The girls noticed how great Dani was and since she earned the title of "Red Widow", they shortened this and nicknamed her "Red".

Natasha eventually escaped the Red Room, leaving Dani heartbroken. The Red Room used this to break her, but before they did she found out that the Red Room was going to chemically subjugate the Widows, so she made a batch of antidotes in the form of red dust in secret and entrusted them to Oksana.

Dani slipped on a mission and at that the Red Room sent her to HYDRA without explanation. There she was experimented for a while, until Pierce debated just killing her, since the experiments weren't working. He finally decided not to and used her as a young female Winter Soldier instead. She became closer to Bucky Barnes since then, as well as eventually SHEILD got to her when she was 15.

As she was being interrogated, Natasha gave her peanut butter, which she excepted and it was the first food she ate outside of the Red Room and HYDRA.

She started living in an apartment with Clint Barton aka Hawkeye, her sister aka Black Widow and Laura Nelson aka Mockingbird and became close with Clint and Laura, who were both engaged at the time. She ended up being the youngest agent to join SHEILD.

Laura became her partner and Dani was either known as Red Widow or Agent Shadow by SHEILD. The public recognized how many people she's killed and gave her the nicknames "Angel of Death" as well as "Grin Reaper".

Dani had a nightmare and at one point, Nat came to check on her and when she did, Dani's eyes were glowing white and all the objects in the room levitated.

Natasha calmed her down eventually and trained her, as best she could, every so often. Later, Laura and Clint found out anyway when Laura was bringing her cookies. Dani still decided to keep her powers secret.

Laura after giving birth to Cooper Barton and Dani and Natasha became his surrogate aunts. They also became Lila Barton's surrogate aunts.

In 2011, Dani went on a mission with Natasha and shadowed Tony as "Daisy Rushman". She was to play an intern to him, who formally was at Harvard, but got offered to work as Tony Stark's intern. She also met Serena Stark ( @serenastark-official) then.

Natasha and her found out what was killing him and about Ivan Vanko. They confronted Tony and Natasha and Dani later ended up helping him.

In 2012, she finds out that Clint was mind controlled and joined the Avengers and helped fight Loki. She also meets Aurora(@whosafraidoflittleoldme17) there.

Dani continues with SHEILD, finds out that Phil Coulson is not dead and even meets some new people Skye, Leopold Fitz and Jemma Simmons that she ends up getting close to.

Dani gets information for Fury with Natasha on a mission with Steve and Aurora. She later finds out from Steve that Fury was shot and with his description figures out that it's the Winter Soldier aka Bucky Barnes. Dani with Natasha, Steve and Aurora find out that SHEILD is compromised by HYDRA and Dani joins them and Sam Wilson to take down SHIELD.

She later continues with SHEILD now commanded by Coulson. Later she helps raid a HYDRA base with the Avengers in order to get Loki's scepter, but ends up seeing the Maximoff twins not dead after an explosion happened at HYDRA in the past.

Dani then goes to Tony's party and finds out that he made Ultron. Later she helps fight Wanda and Pietro, but Wanda puts a nightmare in her head of the Red Room. She goes to Clint's house with the other Avengers and has a heartfelt conversation about what Ultron showed her and questioning whether killing people for a good cause still makes her a bad person.

She later helps Natasha, Aurora, Steve and Clint try to get the cradle but ends up getting kidnapped by Ultron along with her big sister. She helps fight Ultron with the Avengers.

Later she found out about the Sokovian Accords and thought about killing herself. She felt responsible for everything. Dani knew that she was a murderer and just puts everyone in danger. She later finds out that the government wanted to have her executed anyway, so she signs the accords at first for that reason and becomes distant.

She specifically doesn't tell Natasha about the government wanting to kill her, because Natasha would do anything to stop that. Eventually Bucky talks her out of it, but later the two get brainwashed by Zemo. Dani then joins Team Cap and later goes on the run with her big sister who now knows about the government wanting to kill her.

She reunites with Yelena who reveals the Red Room still exists and Dani joins her family in helping taking it down.

Dani then continues on the run, but ditches her sister and contacts Bucky as she heard from him about Wakanada being able to get HYDRA out her head.

She goes to Wakanada and Shuri helps her and in return she helps them fight against Killmonger. Later Dani finds out about Thanos and helps a lot in fighting him and the Black Order. She eventually gets blipped, disappearing in her sister's arms.

She comes back and kicks Thanos' ass with her powers after realizing that Natasha was gone. After that she goes into a deep depression and her old habits of self destruction including: drinking, not eating or sleeping and cutting herself.

She later finds out Natasha came back and stopped her habits. The two live now in a small house with a stray black cat they found and named Liho.

[legends-and-savages]

legends-and-savages: semi-selective multimuse loved by Kitten (she/her).  30 in pst.  Featuring muses from multiple fandoms.  Replies generally queued from 12-7 on work days

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Rules

Characters

Opens

Starter Calls

Memes

Mobile muses under the cut:

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**AU Based Character

Aeval Mim

Ajax Fenrisulfur

Albert Wesker

Alice Jones

Alistair Hart

Anastasia Hamilton

Anastasia Romanov

Angie Bolen

Annie January/Starlight

Aphrodite

Ares

Artemis

Arthur Curry

Arthur Pendragon

Aspyn Wynter

Athena Grant-Nash

Atlanna

Aurora Decker-Morningstar

Barry Allen*

Belle French

Ben Solo/Kylo Ren

Ben/ Soldier Boy

Beta Lockwood

Billy Hargrove

Billy Kaplan

Black Hat

Blaine DeBeers

Blythe Wheeler

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Bree Tanner

Brixton Lore

Brock Rumlow

Bruce Wayne

Callista "Callie" Ward

Cara

Cara Dune

Carlos Reyes

Carol Danvers

Casimir Cummings-Shaw

Cassie Lang

Chuck Hansen

Chato Santana

Cipher

Corinne

Cosmo

Daemon Targaryen

Daliya Tremaine

Danika Fendyr

Danika Tremaine

Dante Reyes

David

Deacon Frost

Derek Hale

Diana Prince

Dinah Lance

Dizzy Tremaine

Dorothy Harding

Drago Couture

Dracula

Drizella Tremaine

Druig

Eddie Diaz

Elain Archeron

Elsa of Arendelle

Emily Thomas

Emma Frost

Erik Killmonger

Eve Corvin

Evie

Felicia Hardy

Felix Fenrisulfur

Fen Udaku

Flint Shaw

Gabriel

Gadreel

Gaige

Gigantosaurs (Paxton)

Grace Ryder

Gwen Stacy

Harley Quinn

Harry Hook

Hatter

Hela

Helmut Zemo

Heather Fox

Hope Van Dyne

Ilithyia

Indie

Indoraptor

Queen Ingrith

Jack Kline

Jackson Teller

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Jakob Toretto

Jamie Tartt

Jasmine

Jean Grey**

John Walker

John/ Homelander

Joyce Byers

Juna Carlos Ortiz

Kataleya Alverez

Kiara

Kieran Barnes

Killian Jones

Kitana

Laena Velaryon

Larissa Weems

Laurel Lightfoot

Lidia Cervos

Loki

Lucy Gray Baird

Luke Riordan/Golden Boy

Lyla Flag

Madelyne Pryor

Maggie Shaw/Queen Maeve

Major Lillywhite

Mal

Maleficent

Marcus Corvinus

Margaery Tyrell

Mary Winchester

Maverick Collins

Melina Vostokoff

Mighty Thor

Mileena

Mira Sorrengail

Morgan Crowder-Fitzgerald

Namor

Natasha Romanoff

Negasonic Teenage Warhead

Nesta Archeron

Newt Scamander

Nikki Shaw

Nikolai Lantsov

Odette

Olivia Moore

Onyx Hayes

Orm Marius

Paige Cummings

Peter Parker

Peter Quill*

Pietro Maximoff

Queenie Goldstein

Quentin Beck

Raleigh Becket

Ramonda

Ramsay Bolton

Rapunzel

Rebecca Welton

Regina Mills

Rexy

Rhaenys Targaryen

Rick Flag

Robert DuBois

Robert "Bob" Floyd

Rowena

Roy Kent

Ruhn Danaan

Selene Arslan-Davis

Sersi

Shuri

Sylvie

Tangerine

The Darkness

The Prince

Thena

Theo Raeken

Tiberius

Tyler Kennedy Strand

Thomas J. Hanniger

Thomas Shepherd

Velkan Valerious

Vik Malikova

Vladislaus Dracula

Wanda Maximoff

Wendy Case

Xu Xialing

Yelena Belova

Ygritte

Y'Mera Xebella Challa*

Zoya Nazyalensky