#Natasha Romanoff x kid!reader

[three-unspoken-words]

You’re pretty. You’re so pretty. It’s actually unbelievable how gorgeous you are. You’re pretty and funny and you’re everything I want. You’re the one I want to tell the good and bad news to, and the one I want to wake up with a text from. You’re the one I close my eyes thinking about and the one I look for in every room. You’re perfect, you’re perfect for me.

And maybe in another universe you’d think that too.

[griffin-girl-r]

You're not mine (Part 3)

Started: 16.11.2023

Finished: 08.09.2024

Edited: 08.09.2024

Age: 15

Word count: 3,925

Pairings: WinterWidow

Warnings: Swearing

Request: Yes (Wattpad)

Note: Special thanks to @mutlifandomloverblog for beta reading and proofreading this for me 🧡

Part 2

—

Night blanketed the Avengers Compound in an unusual hush, the kind that settled deep in the bones.

To outsiders, it might seem like a tranquil evening, a rare gem in the chaotic lives of Earth’s Mightiest Heroes. But to a seasoned sailor, it felt like the eerie calm before a tempest, the kind that hinted at an impending storm.

Natasha and Bucky’s relationship had frayed beyond recognition, tension crackling in the air between them.

So it was no shock when they arrived at the compound one night, both seeking solitude in separate corners, each weighed down by their own burdens.

As they moved through the familiar halls, they hoped that the presence of friends would offer a welcome distraction from their racing thoughts, if only for a little while.

—

Natasha lay awake in bed that night, just like Bucky in the next room, listening to the soft, rhythmic breaths of little Tanya as she slept peacefully.

The guilt weighed heavily on Natasha, the voices in her head whispering harsh truths, blaming her for what had happened to Y/N.

And deep down, she knew they were right.

Bucky was right. Tanya was right. Their friends were right.

The only one responsible for her daughter’s disappearance was her.

—

It was deep into the night when Natasha started to surrend to the pull of sleep, her mind tetheering between the reality and the dreams.

It was just then when alarms started ringing, lights flashing heratically to signal that something was happening.

“Alert! Alert!” FRIDAY's voice echoed through the compound "Intruders detected in the west wing. Security systems are compromised." The AI said, providing a detailed update on the situation

Natasha jumped out of bed, shaking her head to wake herself fully, her first reflex was to reach out for Tanya and lift her in her arms.

“Mama...” The sleepy girl whimpered scared, unable to comprehend what was happening around her just yet

“It’s okay, baby.” Natasha breathed out, kissing the top of Tanya’s head

“Tanya!” Bucky shouted over the alarms, bursting inside the room

Natasha watched as Bucky crossed the room in a second, stopping in front of her and Tanya to carress their daughter’s hair.

“Are you okay, baby doll?” Bucky kissed Tanya’s little forehead, ignoring Natasha’s presence

“We need to get her to the safe room, James.” Natasha said, earning a nod from Bucky

From a quick move, Bucky took Tanya into his arms and took off sprinting towards the safe room, Natasha hot on his heels to ensure they aren’t attacked while getting Tanya to safety.

Natasha and Bucky moved fast, faster than they have done in their entire lives.

The urgency of the moment propelled them forward, every step taken with precision and purpose. As they navigated the labyrinthine corridors, Natasha's senses were on high alert, her eyes scanning for any sign of danger. She could hear Tanya's soft whimpers, the only sound she could focus on.

Bucky's grip on Tanya was firm yet gentle, his metallic arm gleaming in the dim light.

He moved with a fluidity that spoke of years of training, his focus entirely on protecting his daughter.

They rounded a corner and came to a heavy steel door embedded in the wall. Bucky placed his hand on the biometric scanner, and after a tense moment, the door slid open with a soft hiss.

They quickly stepped inside, and the door closed behind them, sealing them in the reinforced safe room.

The room was sparsely furnished, designed for functionality over comfort. A small cot was tucked into one corner, and a table with emergency supplies occupied another.

Bucky gently set Tanya down on the cot, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.

"You're safe now, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice soft but steady. Tanya looked up at him with wide eyes, her fear slowly giving way to trust.

Natasha quickly scanned the room, checking the surveillance monitors mounted on the wall. She watched the feeds, her sharp eyes noting any movement outside their sanctuary.

For the moment, everything appeared calm, but she knew better than to let her guard down.

Natasha turned back to Tanya, her expression softening. She knelt beside the cot, reaching out to hold her daughter's hand. "How are you feeling, honey?"

Tanya's eyes flickered between her parents, her small voice trembling. "I was scared, Mama."

Natasha's heart ached at the vulnerability in her daughter's words. "I know, sweetheart. But we're here now, and we won't let anything happen to you."

"Natasha," Bucky called "We have to go. The others are waiting for us."

Natasha silently nodded before turning back to face Tanya.

"Wait for us here, baby." She planted a kiss on her daughter's forehead "Mama and Papa will soon be back."

And with that, Natasha turned around and started running towards the door, pulling Bucky along by his metal arm.

—

When Natasha and Bucky exited the safe room, they saw Steve, who was already in is suit, running towards them.

"Tony, Nat, Bucky, with me." Steve yelled, as Tony showed up in his armor. "We'll head to the west wing and deal with the intruders directly. Thor, stay with Tanya and make sure she’s safe. Bruce, get ready to go green if needed. Wanda and Vision, secure the perimeter and look for any additional threats. Clint, get to a vantage point and provide cover."

"FRIDAY, give us a layout of the intruders' positions," Tony commanded.

"Displaying now," FRIDAY responded, projecting a holographic map showing red dots representing the intruders moving through the compound.

"Not as many as we expected." Wanda tilted her head to the side, surprised. "Just... One."

Natasha adjusted her Widow Bites around her wrists glancing at Bucky. "Just like old times, huh?" she said with a smirk, trying to ease the permanent tension in between them.

"Let's hope it's easier than the old times." Bucky sighed, his metal arm glinting under the emergency lights.

The team quickly split up, each heading to their assigned tasks with the precision and efficiency born of countless battles together.

As they moved through the hallways, the sounds of shattering glass and blaring alarms filled the air, creating a chaotic symphony.

Yet, they were too familiar with it.

Captain America lead the group through the dimly lit corridors of the west wing, his shield at the ready.

Meanwhile, Thor stood guard over Tanya, his hammer, Mjolnir, crackling with lightning.

Tanya clung to his side, her eyes wide with fear but trusting in the Asgardian's protection.

"Do not worry, little one," Thor assured her with a smile. "No harm shall come to you while I am here. Uncle Thor will protect you, human baby."

—

The living room of the Avengers compound was supposed to be a sanctuary, a place where the heroes could unwind. But as the door burst open, the atmosphere shifted from calm to chaos in an instant.

The intruder, a lithe figure cloaked in crackling energy, face masked, stood defiantly in the center, electric arcs dancing around their limbs, as they looked much shorter than they expected at first.

The team took a quick glance towards the unknown intruder, but they knew not to waste too much time.

“Get them!” Steve shouted, his voice cutting through the tension.

He led the charge, shield raised high, flanked by Natasha, Bucky, Clint, and Tony. They had faced countless foes, but something about this one felt different.

The moment they advanced, the intruder unleashed a torrent of electrical bolts. They zipped through the air, illuminating the room with flashes of blue and white.

The team scattered, dodging the deadly projectiles as they ricocheted off the walls, leaving scorch marks in their wake.

“Stay on your toes!” Natasha shouted, her instincts kicking in.

Natasha lunged forward, Widow bites primed and ready, aiming straight for the intruder’s heart.

Suddenly, with a flick of their wrist, the intruder twisted the air around them, redirecting the projectiles back at Natasha.

A jolt of electricity struck her, sending her sprawling across the floor.

Natasha knew her how powerful her Widow Bites are, but the pain she felt had doubled in intensity.

She could only guess that the intruder overcharged her Bites with electricity.

“Nat!” Bucky yelled, moving to cover her.

"I'm good." The red head groaned.

Bucky turned around and charged in, his metal arm poised to deliver a crushing blow.

But the intruder was quick. Quicker than expected.

With a flicker of energy, she sent a surge through his arm, rendering it useless.

Bucky grunted in frustration, trying to shake the numbness away. Yet, he could not.

Clint notched an arrow, his focus razor-sharp. “I’ve got this!” he declared, releasing the arrow.

But the intruder merely raised their hand, and with a casual flick, the arrow transformed mid-flight, exploding into a shower of sparks that lit up the room.

Clint ducked, narrowly avoiding the debris.

“Enough of this!” Steve barked, frustration boiling over.

He threw his shield with precision, aiming to knock the intruder off balance.

The intruder, anticipating his move, charged the vibranium with raw electricity. As it came hurtling back at him, Steve barely had time to brace himself before the shield collided with his chest, sending him stumbling back.

“Tony, we need air support!” Steve shouted, trying to catch his breath.

“On it, Cap!” Tony replied, rocketing into the air.

His suit hummed with energy, weapons primed for action. But as he soared toward the intruder, they focused their gaze on him, their eyes glinting with mischief.

In an instant, they reached out with their mind, hijacking FRIDAY’s systems.

“Tony, watch out!” Natasha warned, but it was too late.

The suit turned against its owner, firing repulsors wildly in every direction. The room erupted in chaos as explosions rocked the space, sending Tony crashing to the ground amidst a plume of smoke and debris.

As the dust began to settle, the Avengers gathered themselves, panting and bruised. They exchanged glances, realizing the magnitude of their predicament. They were outmatched, and the intruder was only getting started.

Just when it seemed all hope was lost, a booming voice echoed through the compound.

“Enough!” Thor descended from above, Mjolnir crackling with energy.

He unleashed a powerful torrent of lightning toward the intruder, channeling his might in a single, devastating strike.

But in a shocking twist, the intruder caught the lightning mid-air, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly intensity.

With a swift motion, they redirected the energy back at Thor, blasting him through the wall with a thunderous crash.

“Thor!” Steve shouted, rushing to his fallen comrade.

The room was filled with the smell of burnt wood and singed air, remnants of the battle swirling in the aftermath.

As the Avengers regrouped, they observed the intruder intently.

The intruder had been wounded in the fray, a small gash visible on their left side of their body, but even now, they summoned a spark of electricity, channeling it into the injury.

With a quick flicker, the wound began to heal, the skin knitting together as the enemy harnessed the very energy that had attacked them moments before.

“Is everyone okay?” Steve asked, looking around at his team, who were panting and bruised but mostly intact.

“I think so,” Natasha said, slowly getting back to her feet. “But they're strong. We underestimated them.”

“Where did it even come from?” Clint asked, still shaken by the chaos.

Before they could discuss further, the unknown intruder, now mostly healed, turned their back to them.

Without a word, the enemy fled the scene, their figure disappearing into the shadows.

The Avengers stood in stunned silence, the remnants of their defeat hanging in the air.

“What just happened?” Clint gasped, shaking his head in disbelief.

“I don’t know,” Steve replied, his brow furrowed. “But we need to regroup and figure out what we’re dealing with.”

As they caught their breath, the reality sank in.

This was no ordinary adversary.

The intruder hadn’t spoken a single word, yet they had proven their power in an instant.

The quiet before the storm lingered, an ominous reminder that they had only begun to scratch the surface of the challenge ahead.

The Avengers knew one thing for sure: they had to be ready for whatever came next.

—

"That was my new suit!" Tony yelled, pointing at his chest.

"And that was my arm!" Bucky shot back. "I lost it in that battle!"

The meeting room was filled with protests, as the Avengers gathered early in the morning to talk about the previous night's events.

"Can you quit with that joke already?" Natasha groaned tiredly "You sound like little children."

"Agent Hill," Fury interjected, stopping the useless complaining. "Please give our agents a quick rundown on the enemy's powers."

"Of course, Sir," Hill said, turning to the group. "Listen up, guys. From the footage we analyzed last night, we identified five key powers, all linked by one element." She paused, scanning the room. "Electricity."

"No shit." Clint chuckled ironically. "We haven't notived that last night."

"Electrokinesis," Maria firmly started, ignoring Clint, "is the ability to generate and control electricity. This includes shooting bolts, creating fields, or powering devices with their body. You've all seen them do this."

Maria recieved a collective nod.

"Electromagnetism," Maria continued, "controlling magnetic fields, manipulating objects, or flying using electromagnetic propulsion. This is why they’ve evaded our attacks so effortlessly. Steve and Natasha know this firsthand."

Steve put his head in his hands, still feeling embarressed after last night's battle.

"Electric Absorption: the ability to absorb and store electricity, enhancing their powers or releasing bursts of energy." Maria boomed, trying to mock Thor.

"For Mjolnir sake." Thor sighed.

"Technopathy: the power to control or communicate with electronic devices, manipulating technology with their minds or integrating with networks." Maria looked at Tony, earning an eye roll from him.

"It was my new suit." Tony repeated

"Electric Healing," Maria chukled, "the ability to heal or rejuvenate oneself or others using electrical energy, speeding up natural processes."

"That shit was impressive." Clint pointed with his finger towards Maria.

"We will face another attack soon," Fury asserted. "We need a plan to stop them and capture them alive. This won’t end until they get what they want." He fixed a stern gaze on Natasha. "Don’t let me down."

With that, Fury stood and left.

"You’re all dismissed for now," Maria announced. "Stay prepared."

—

The room was abuzz with tension and murmurs after Maria's detailed briefing on the enemy's powers. Each agent's mind was racing, trying to piece together strategies to counter such formidable abilities.

Tony, still slightly agitated about his ruined suit, took a deep breath and turned to the others. "Alright, team, let's get to work. We need to come up with a solid plan. Any ideas?"

"We need to exploit their weaknesses. Every power has a limitation. If they're relying heavily on electricity, we could consider ways to short-circuit their abilities." Steve stepped forward, his face set with determination.

Natasha nodded, mindlessly playing with a pen. "EMP devices. If we can deploy them effectively, we might be able to neutralize their powers temporarily. But we need a backup plan in case that fails."

Bruce, who hadn't been at the compound last night when the attack happened, had been quietly observing everyone, silently trying to absorbe all information before he spoke up.

"Electromagnetism and electric absorption make direct confrontations risky. But if we can overload their absorption capacity, it might destabilize them." The doctor said "We need to carefully calculate the amount of electricity needed to do that."

"And what about their technopathy?" Clint added "They could turn our own tech against us. We'll need manual overrides and non-digital communication methods to stay one step ahead."

"Right." Tony, surprisingly, agreed. "No relying on our usual tech. We'll go analog wherever possible. But we still need to pinpoint their location and predict their next move."

"We analized if any key points with high electricity had been targeted recently before the attack on us and, based on their previous patterns, they do target high-energy facilities." Maria, still present, interjected, "Power plants, research labs, places with significant electrical infrastructure. We should prioritize securing these locations that are nearby."

Steve nodded. "Good point. We'll need to divide our forces to cover as many potential targets as possible. We should also set traps and surveillance in these areas to give us an early warning."

Bucky, who had been silently fuming about the earlier exchange, finally spoke up. "And when we do face them, we need to coordinate our attacks. Distraction and misdirection could give us the upper hand."

Tony took a deep breath. "Alright, team, here's the plan: EMP devices, strategic deployment at high-risk locations, manual overrides for our tech, and coordinated attacks. We'll split into smaller units to cover more ground. Let's get to work and be ready for anything."

"Alright, sunshine." Bucky mockingly smiled at Tony

Tony rolled his eyes but made no move to protest. Instead, he stood up, and left the room.

As the team dispersed to prepare, Maria watched them go with a steely resolve. She knew the upcoming battle would test their limits, but she also knew they were the best hope for stopping this new threat.

And yet, they still had to learn what was the reason behind these new attacks.

With a final nod to herself, she turned to finalize the details and ensure everything was in place for the imminent confrontation.

—

The room began to empty as people filed out, chatting amongst themselves, leaving Natasha standing alone in the dim light.

She saw that Bucky stood up from his seat aswell, preparing to leave, when she caught him by him right arm, her grip firm but gentle, pulling him back to her.

“James, please.” Her voice was soft, almost fragile. “Can we talk?”

Bucky stood there, his jaw clenched, anger flickering in his eyes. He hesitated, the tension between them thick enough to cut.

“What is there to talk about, Natasha?" He sighed. "You've already made your choices, and look where it got us.”

Natasha lowered her gaze, taking a deep breath as the weight of her mistakes settled on her shoulders. “I know I made mistakes. I’m sorry. I should have been a better mother for Y/N.”

Bucky's glare was fierce as his daughter's name got mentioned. He was ready to start an arguement, but as he searched her face, he saw the sincerity in her eyes, leaving him unsure of what to think.

“You can’t just say sorry and expect everything to be fine, Nat." He raised his voice, tears gathering in his eyes. "This isn’t something that just goes away. Not when my daughter is out there, who knows in what condition, probably fighting for her life as we talk.”

Natasha swallowed hard when she heard his words, guilt creeping again in her mind.

Stepping closer, her voice trembled with raw emotion. “I know, James. I don’t expect it to. But I need you to understand… I care about our family. I care about Y/N. More than I’ve ever let on.” She paused for a second. "I was just too scared to allow myself to love her fully after Tanya was born, and now, I regret it deeply."

Bucky’s shoulders sagged, the anger seeping away as he absorbed her words.

After a moment’s hesitation, he pulled her into a hug, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a puzzle that had been lost for too long.

They stood in silence, the world around them fading as thoughts of their daughters, the mysterious intruder, and the dangers lurking ahead filled their minds.

“I can't forgive you. Not yet. We need to bring Y/N back home first. But I promise we’ll figure this out,” Bucky whispered, his breath warm against her ear. “Together.”

Natasha nodded, holding him tighter, finding solace in their shared resolve.

The room felt heavy with unspoken fears and hopes, but in that embrace, they found a flicker of strength to face whatever lay ahead.

—

Fury and Maria were right when they told the team that an attack will soon follow, because not even 3 nights later, the Avengers' headquarters erupted in chaos, debris flying as their relentless foe, returned with a vengeance.

This time, Natasha and Bucky haven't brought Tanya with them. Instead, they left her with Wanda at their house.

They knew a new attack was imminent and they didn't wanted to drag their young daughter in this again.

—

The enemy stood tall, eyes glinting with malice. "You cannot stop me, Avengers! Your time ends now!"

The intruder's voice was powerful, yet it sounded more robotic than human.

The team, weary and battered, exchanged glances filled with concern.

"Oh, so we can talk." Tony spat, trying to ease the tension.

Tony, in his brand new Iron Man suit, turned to Natasha. "We need a plan, Nat. This thing is too powerful."

They knew they couldn't engage in a battle that could drag on forever and end in their defeat.

Again.

They were expecting this new attack, so they couldn't afford to lose time. They needed to act.

And act fast.

Natasha, ever the strategist, responded, "I have an idea, but it's risky. We need to overload their power source. Push it beyond its limits, and it might shut down."

Thor, gripping his hammer, nodded fiercely. "Aye, let's try it. My lightning may be of use in this."

Steve stepped forward, shield at the ready. "We'll channel all our energy into our attacks. Together, we can do this!"

"You have no source of electrical power, Stevie." Bucky laughed.

"Maybe not." Steve smirked. "But my shield can conduct the energy."

Raising their weapons and abilities, the Avengers rallied.

Thor summoned crackling lightning, Thor powered up his repulsors, Steve took position, shield at the ready, and Natasha poised for a precise strike, alongisde the others.

"You think you can challenge me?" The intruder taunted them. "I am beyond your comprehension!"

With a unified battle cry, the team unleashed a concentrated barrage of energy.

The room exploded with blinding light as their powers converged on their enemy.

The intruder struggled, their form wavering under the onslaught. "No! This cannot be!" They shouted in pain.

The energy intensified, breaking through the defenses. The enemy staggered, faltering under the relentless assault.

"Keep pushing!" Natasha urged, gritting her teeth. "We've almost got it! It's working."

With a deafening blast, the enemy convulsed and collapsed, the room trembling with the aftermath.

Silence followed, broken only by the team's heavy breaths, as their victory settled in.

—

Bucky felt a ringing in his ears as pain shot through his entire body.

He let out a loud groan, pushing himself into a sitting position. Looking around, he saw the rest of the team scattered across the room.

"Damn it!" Natasha groaned, following Bucky's lead as she pushed herself up.

"Is everyone alright?!" Steve shouted worried.

As everyone regained their senses, Bucky noticed the intruder lying unconscious in the center of the room and stood up.

With calculated steps, he approached their enemy, kneeling beside them with deliberate movements.

"We'll see who is the bastard who dares to challenge us," Bucky mumbled angrily under his breath as he reached to remove the intruder's mask.

A collective gasp echoed through the room as the mask came off, followed by a stunned silence.

Bucky's eyes widened and a shocked whisper resonated throughout the room.

This couldn't be real.

It just, couldn't be.

"Y/N..."

—

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[juiles]

Food poisoning blues

Requested: no

Plot: y/n gets food poisoning and deals with the after math with her moms

tags: fluff

Triggers: vomiting, sickness, food poisoning, dryheaving.

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A/N: i got a really bad case of food poisoning this weekend and due to my mums immune system, she couldnt give me any affection or help me at all (i had to clean up my vomit) and even though im 27, i for sure cried for my mommy cause thats all who i wanted at the time aha. because of that i felt the need to write this to get what i needed.

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Y/n’s POV

I sat on my bed staring at the wall, my stomach grumbling loudly as a wave of nausea hit my stomach so hard I had to run to the bathroom and barely made it to the toilet in time to puke my guts out. I heard a bang and felt a hand on my forehead before I jerked back as another wave of nausea hit me again and I threw up into the toilet again, feeling my mama’s hand graze against my head and pulled the red strands back into a secure ponytail.

My stomach gurgled and I leaned back against Natasha’s warm body, my arms wrapping around my stomach. She pushed the baby hairs out of my face and sighed sadly. “You’ve got a fever love.” She mumbled into my temple. I groaned turning into her and mumbled nothings into her.

“I’m going to call your mom in okay peanut?” I heard her mumble into my hair before peeling me off herself and placing a small kiss on my forehead. It felt like a few seconds later when my bathroom door opened with a thud and I felt another cool hand on my forehead. “Oh detka.” A calm sokovian voice murmured and I looked up and saw a small blob of red and brown hair floating above me.

“Mommy…” I murmured before another round of nausea hit me so hard I couldn’t even lean forward towards the toilet before it came up, all over me and my already sweaty pyjamas. A small gasp was heard before a hand reached forward and helped pull me towards the toilet where I took a few moments of dry heaving before my body stopped again. I looked back at my moms who now looked a little more focused, I could make out the pouts on their faces.

“Detka… shall we get you in the tub to clean you off a little?” Wanda asked. I whined sitting back against Natasha again.

Wanda’s POV

When Natasha dashed down the stairs, a look of panic in her eyes. “Sick.” It was one word that made my stomach plummet. I bolted up the stairs and skittered into my daughters bathroom to see her curled up in a ball on the floor. “Oh detka…” I murmured before her face looked up at me with the saddest green eyes, glazed over with a fever. She looked so small and weak at that moment, it was almost hard to forget how hard her life had been. I felt Nat place her hand on my back and I looked up with a small pout then back at our new daughter.

“Mommy…” My heart stuttered for a moment before y/n threw up all over herself. I gasped lightly and helped move her towards the toilet to catch the rest of her vomit before she started to dry heave. After she finished, I pushed the hair out of her face and looked at the young girl who leaned back into my girlfriend who had slid into place behind her.

“Detka… shall we get you in the tub to clean you off a little?” I asked, the pout on my face increasing when I saw the sad little face she gave me before leaning whining into Nat. “Do you want me and mama to help you?” I asked, the girl barely managed to lift her head with a small nod. “Alright princess. Let mama help you take off those yucky pj’s off while I start the bath.”

I looked at Nat who nodded and started stripping the wet clothes off the girl. I turned to the tub and turned the tap on to luke warm water before plugging the tub and grabbing the shampoo and soap. I saw Nat place the girl in the water before we both heard a high pitch whine. “Mommy!!!!” I cupped her cheek. “Mommy cold!!!!”

“I know baby… itll warm up soon. Mommy is gonna wash your hair and your body okay?” I asked softly. We couldn’t even get an answer out of her so I took a loofah and slowly washed her body down before rinsing her off. She sat in the water for a few more minutes after Nat and I decided to see if it would help with the fever.

“Mommy done…” She muttered reaching for me, trying to get away from the cold water that Nat had placed her in. “Mommy out please…” I grabbed a towel and scooped the girl up, with the help of Nat, wrapping her up in the fluffy towel. Green eyes widened and I quickly got the girl leaning over the toilet before she threw up once more, this time only stomach acid coming out. She whined after dry heaving for a few more minutes before I pulled her into me, with the help of Tasha, I got her tucked up into her bed, me sitting beside her, her head buried in my lap while Nat got herself cleaned up.

I brushed her hair the best I could then quickly braided it to keep it out of her face. “That’s it sweet girl… mommys got you…” I muttered running my hand up and down her back.

“Mama too…?” Green eyes shined up at me, tears forming in them as she sniffled. “Want mommy and mama…” I nodded humming slightly.

“Yes detka. Mama is just cleaning herself off.” Her eyes widened. “Its not your fault princess. What do you wanna watch while we cuddle hmm?”

“Sleepy…”

“I know baby… mommy will put on your favourite hmm? You can watch until you fall asleep baby.” I grabbed the remote off the bedside table and turned on Netflix. I flicked through until I got to Matilda the musical. I clicked on it, lowering the volume slightly so she could fall asleep. “Do you need anything else princess?”

“Mama mommy cuddles… hurts…” She whined curling up against her stomach.

“I know princess. Mama is grabbing the bucket in case you get sick again. Try and sleep baby…”

Nat finally came back in, holding a bucket, two glasses of water, our phones and her favourite blanket from our bed. The redhead crawled into bed beside our daughter, so the girl was buried in between the two of us. The girl instantly curled up into her mamas arms as well, as I set the glass of water down beside me that Nat had handed to me. We both held her tight as she shook from the fever.

It was about 30 minutes later she jerked out of my arms and towards the bucket and dry heaved. Her cries breaking my heart.

Y/n’s POV

I had finally settled in between my parents when I felt the bubbling in my stomach. I whined curling in on my self, my mama rubbing my back, my mom rubbing small circles on my stomach. I don’t know how long I lasted before the churning came back and I had to jerk up, grabbing the bucket beside my mama and retched, nothing left in me to come up so it was just dry heaving.

I felt mama’s hand rubbing my back in circles as I cried. The pain was so intense as I tried to get it out, whatever it was. My body was shaking like crazy as I sobbed into the bucket. Finally I felt the last of it and was able to sit back, once again wrapping my arms around my stomach. “No more mama…”

“I know baby… itll be over soon…” I curled back up into my mothers and tried to fall back asleep. “She hasn’t really left the compound recently… it can’t be a bug…” I heard mama whisper to mom.

“It must be food poisoning, she had that sushi the other day… it must not be agreeing with her body…” Mom whispered lightly. I moaned, which had the both of them hushing the other.

“Mommy  done now?” I looked up at the blue eyes that stared at me with nothing but love and admiration. “No more?”

“Oh bug… it’ll be a little longer and you'll feel a little yucky for the next few days but mommy and mama will be with you the whole time.”

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[youre-a-total--poser]

Hungover Argument (Request)

Warnings: mentions of underage drinking, feeling nauseous and throwing up, there might be a swear word in there somewhere but I cant remember.

Age: briefly 10 and 16

Word Count: 1,605

Requests: Open

Summary: Read the request and it will explain everything

Requested by: Wattpad User

Date: 29/09/2024

paring: N/A

Author Note: Thank you for your request I hope that you like it and thank you for being so patient with me since I've taken like 8 years to write this and I'm sorry if it's not what you hoped for.

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You got rescued by the Avengers from a HYDRA prison camp when you were 10 years old. You had to watch your parents and your sister die from malnutrition and disease and there was nothing that you could do to stop it.

After you were saved you were only meant to stay with the Avengers for a little while until a suitable foster home became available but they ended up liking having you around so they decided that you could stay with them.

There was one Avenger who wasn't that keen on the idea of having a kid living with them and that was Natasha but it didn't take her long to warm up to you and she even ended up becoming the one who looked after you the most.

As the years went by Natasha had learned and memorised even the little things about you like how you liked your sandwiches made, your exact order for all the different restaurants, all the different ways that you found it easiest to learn when you were doing homeschooling, but most important of all how to comfort you when you had nightmares or when it was one of your parents or your sisters birthday.

You were homeschooled instead of being at a normal public school because Natasha had decided that it would be safer for you to stay and learn at the compound. Even when you got older you still weren't allowed to attend a normal school.

Natasha did let you go to a youth club, only because she dropped you off and picked you up each week. You got to meet lots of kids your age and became friends with many of them.

---⧗---

Now that you were 16 you wanted nothing more than to do normal teenage stuff but you still weren't allowed to.

You got a text from your best friend telling you that there was a party happening and she really wanted you to be there. However, there was only one problem was that Natasha would never allow you to go.

You had no other choice but to sneak out. Sneaking out was going to be the easy bit it was everything that came before that was going to be more challenging.

You ended up telling Natasha that you had a headache and that you were going to go have a lie-down.

You stayed in bed till you heard the door creak open then close again you knew that Natasha was thinking that you were sleeping.

After your friend had texted you the address you somehow managed to easily sneak out and made your way to the address where the party was held.

---⧗---

You knew no one there at all but that didn't stop you. You went from sharing a bottle of beer while dancing with your friend to being invited to do shots with a group of strangers. Your friend told you that it wouldn't be a good idea but you didn't care you wanted to just be a normal teenager and clearly, this is what normal teenagers do.

A few hours and an unknown amount of drinks later you were about to start doing more shots when someone grabbed your arm and pulled you off to the side.

"Peder Paker." You said while slapping his shoulder.

"I'm taking you home Y/N." He said while taking off his jacket and wrapping it around you. "Miss Romanoff is going to kill you." He mumbled while leading you out of the house.

He got you home safely and back to your room without anyone noticing, got you in bed and onto your side and placed the bin beside your bed in case you threw up during the night.

He also filled the glass that was on your bedside table with fresh water and put a few aspirin beside it.

He debated staying with you for the rest of the night but ended up leaving you just in case Natasha would walk in and expect the worst as to why he was there.

---⧗---

In the morning you got woken up at 7:30 am by your alarm. It took what felt like forever to finally turn it off.

Your head was pounding and the room was spinning the only reason why you got out of bed as quickly as you did was because you got hit by sudden nausea and you hurried to the bathroom and threw up.

You went back into your room, took the medicine that was on the bedside table and just laid on the bed for it to take effect.

All you wanted to do was stay in the dark room, avoid all human contact and sleep but for some reason, you had bad hunger pains. In times like this, you wish you hadn't eaten all the snacks that you had stashed in your bedroom so now you have to leave the comfort of your bed and be around people who will most likely be loud and try to have conversations with you.

You got up and slowly made your way to the kitchen. Unfortunately for you, everyone, apart from Natasha, was there having breakfast.

"Jesus, kid, you look like shit," Tony said taking a sip of coffee.

"Thanks." You said sarcastically.

You stacked four pancakes and five rashes of bacon on a plate and covered it in maple syrup.

"Save some for the rest of us." Tony unnecessarily said.

"No" You replied as you picked up the plate, a fork and a knife and started walking out of the room. Before you could fully leave the room a voice from behind stopped you.

"Y/N, get back here now," Natasha shouted.

You let out a loud sigh and turned around.

"Don't you dare sigh at me especially not after what you did last night." She shouted.

'Oh shit, busted.' You thought to yourself.

"I know fine well that you snuck out and got drunk at a party and there's no point in trying to deny it."

"Well, what do you expect I'm not allowed to do anything that normal teenagers do."

"It's for your own safety Y/N" Steve chimed in

"It's not actually it's so that SHE can have full control over me."

"I'm not controlling you Y/N I'm just trying to protect you."

"I don't need you to protect me and don't make me your kid just cause you couldn't have any."

"You're right, maybe I should have never 'made you my kid' if this is the ungrateful and disrespectful person you'd become. Maybe I should have just let you fend for yourself since clearly what I'm doing isn't good enough for you."

You stopped yourself from saying anything instead you dropped the plate into the counter and stormed off back to your room.

---⧗---

Nearly a week passed and you still hadn't spoken to Natasha and you've been avoiding her at all costs.

She tried on many times to get you to talk to her but you were having none of it.

One night you ended up having the worst nightmare that you ever had. It was so bad that you woke up screaming which caused everyone to check on you to see what happened.

You were sitting on the floor in the corner with your knees against your chest, crying hysterically nothing that anyone said was making things better.

Natasha had just gotten back from a mission as she was making her way to her room she saw everyone standing outside your room quietly whispering to each other.

After Natasha was told what was going on she walked into your bedroom closed the door behind her, kneeled beside you and put her hands on your knees.

"Tell me what happened, sweetheart," she asked softly.

"I was back at the camp." You mumbled

"It's okay, I understand," she replied not wanting you to say any more about it since she knew just how traumatic it was for you.

She sat down next to you put her arm around you and pushed you towards her so you were now leaning on her.

While holding you tight and gently running her hand up and down your arm she whispered in your ear. "You're safe now. Nothing can hurt you not while I'm here okay."

She felt you nod your head slightly.

"That's my girl," she said then placed a kiss on your head.

"I'm sorry." you began to say as you moved your head to look at her. "for being mean and all the other stuff. I don't know why I did it."

"it's not your fault okay it's mine. I was being far too overprotective of you. Can you forgive me?"

"I forgive you." You said while holding her tightly.

"Thank you, sweetheart." She said hugging you back."

"Come on then let's get back to bed," she said standing up and holding her hand out for you to take.

You took hold of her hand and you stood up. "Can you stay with me?" You asked.

"Of course I will." She smiled putting her arm around you and leading you to your bed.

Once you got into bed you moved over so that you were as close to Natasha as possible.

"Comfortable?" she asked stroking your hair.

You nodded your head and she hugged you tighter.

With Natasha being there you felt the safest you've ever been and it didn't take you long to fall back asleep and you didn't have any nightmares for a long time after that night but even if you did you knew that Natasha would be there for you no matter what.

---⧗---

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Have not stopped thinking her saying “thanks mama”

[chloe-skywalker]

Party Worries - Natasha Romanoff & Wanda Maximoff

Nat x fem!reader (mentor/friend)

Wanda x fem!reader (mentor/friend)

Warnings: emotions

Word count: 615

Requested: Can You do a Natasha Romanoff and or Wanda Maximoff x adhd ! Y/n kid reader - @Anon

Authors Note: thank you for requesting

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“Tony’s having a party tonight. You coming?” Wanda asked Natasha as she looked through her closet to see if she had anything to wear that night.

“I am.” the red headed assassin nodded.

“What about y/n/n?” Wnada asked, looking back to Nat who sat on her bed.

“I don’t know.” Nat sighed

“New meds not helping?” Wanda knew that Nat had taken Y/n to the doctor to adjust her meds for her ADHD. But the doctor didn’t just adjust her meds he changed them all together.

“No, there helping. She says she feels better but at the same time her body and mind are adjusting.” She explained. The last week hadn’t been easy on the young girl that Wanda and Nat had taken under their wing.

“Is she nervous?” Wanda wondered, hopping they could help the young Y/h/c-ed girl.

“She doesn’t want to make a scene.” Nat sighed telling the redheaded witch what y/n  had inwardly told her that morning of why she didn’t want to go to the party.

Wanda scoffed at that reason. “She wouldn’t.”

Natasha nodded in agreement. “We know that but she feels differently.”

Wanda picked a dress and hung it on the closet door before she turned around to face the Black Widow. “We gotta change her mind.”

“Agreed”

And with that the two came up with a plan. Before heading to Y/n’s room in the tower. After they had taken her under their wing she spent so much time with them at the tower, Tony gave her her own room. They had practically adopted Y/n and everyone was okay with it. Her family didn’t have much and her parents were always gon and pretended she didn’t exist. So Y/n was very much grateful and enjoyed benign apart of their family of hero’s.

“Do I have to?” Y/n whined softly not wanting to go to Tony’s party.

“Yes!” Natasha and Wanda stated at the same time.

“But-”

“You’ll be fine.” Wanda smiled encouragingly.

“And if you want to leave at anytime you can.” Nat added as they tried to change Y/n’s mind.

“But you have to give it a chance.” Wanda cut in quickly. They wanted her to at least experience the party before she decided to leave if she wanted to.

Nat could see Y/n start to fidget and knew exactly what she was thinking. So Nat sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Your stronger than you think.”

“Okay.” Y/n nodded relucatnly

So with her agreement to go to the party Wanda and Nat got to getting her ready. They did her makeup and found one of their dresses to fit her and look fantastic.

Finally when the party rolled around Y/n had to admit it wasn’t as bad as she thought it was gonna be. She could feel herself lose focus at points but it wasn’t lasting long, the party seemed to keep her focused.

“You having fun?” Wanda asked as the young girl was approached by Wanda and Nat.

“You can’t lie to us.” Nat Joker as the two older woman each stood on a side of Y/n. “We saw you smiling.”

“Okay I am having some fun.” Y/n admitted cracking a pretty big smile across her lips. The party was a lot of fun and she seemed to be worried for nothing. But she’d never live it down if she told them that.

“We can go anytime you want.” Wanda told her and Natasha nodded in agreement. The 3 stayed for a while longer before leaving and having a girls night in Wanda’s room.

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[ravensinthedaylight]

Natasha: Ok, time to address the huge elephant in the room.

Romanoff!Reader: Alexei?

Natasha: Y/N, no.

Romanoff!Reader: Oh.

[asimpforwomen]

update: we didn’t see her in a minute.

[verybadatwriting]

Dog Tags

Summary: Some bullies take teasing a step too far.

Warnings: Stereotypical bullies, anger issues, bottling up emotions, violence

Notes: Papa/Pa= Steve, Dad/Dada = Bucky. No pairing. Reader is Steve and Bucky's adopted daughter. Prequel here!

Gn!reader

Word count: 1,364

Age 1-5

When you were born, 1939, Hydra got you. You underwent four years of experiments that gave you the gift of prophecy and enhanced physical strength. Random visions of the future came to you once or twice a week, but they were heralded by you losing consciousness.

Four years later, a group led by Captain America took down the lab you were being kept in. You formed a close father-daughter bond with the men who rescued you, James ‘Bucky’ Barnes and Steve Rogers. For two years you stayed with them as they continued fighting against the Axis Powers and formed the Howling Commandos.

It was then discovered that you had a severe heart defect. If left untreated, it would most likely kill you. On December 26th 1944, they placed you in a specially made freezing chamber in the hopes that future medical advances would make your condition treatable. While you were frozen, you still received visions.

Age 6

Decades later, you were unfrozen. You were technically in your 60’s, but by all accounts still a six-year-old. You lived with your adoptive Papa Steve, who ensured you got the medical treatments needed, and had a relatively normal childhood despite the out of the ordinary first six years. He told you that your Dad Bucky was gone, which you didn’t fully believe.

“But I saw him!” You protested.

“I know,” Steve replied, “We used to see him every day. Now we won’t get to see him again.”

“No!” You shouted, “I saw him doing things he hasn’t done yet!”

“Y/n/n,” Steve shushed, “This is a hard thing for both of us. Please stop trying to give me hope. He’s gone. That’s the end of it.”

When both of you had calmed down, Steve pulled out a little box.

“Kid?” He got your attention, “Do you remember what these are?”

“Yeah. They’re his dog tags.”

“Do you want to keep them?” He asked. You nodded in reply, and put them on. From that day forward you rarely took off your Dad’s tags.

Age 8

At school, you kept your head down, four formative years in a strict evil lab will make you very keen to follow the rules and not be noticed. Your increased strength made you afraid you would hurt someone, so you never fought back. Because of this, bullies targeted you. They were a few years older, and notorious all throughout your middle school.

One day they went a step too far by yanking your Dad’s dog tags right off your neck. The main guy, Kennith Reid, tossed them to Tyler, who tossed them to another boy. They went around and around the circle.

“Give them back.” You said evenly.

“What’re you gonna do?” Tyler asked, “Cry to your Papa? Who did you say he was, Captain America? I don’t believe it. I think you lied.”

“No.”

“Tyler,” Kennith said, catching the dog tags, “What do you think they’d do if we started breaking up this little chain?” 

“Don’t.”

“Oh Kennie, are they getting mad?”

“I think so, T.” Kennith said, and he broke off a few inches of the chain. You stood up, and started to take off your hoodie.

“Why are you taking off your stupid frog hoodie?” Tyler jeered.

“I don’t want to get your blood on it.” Removing your hoodie revealed how much that Hydra had influenced you. Muscles far beyond what any teenager had, much less an eight-year-old like yourself. 

Wordlessly, you swung at him. It connected, hard. His nose splintered and he fell to the ground. Kennith’s pals had a split second of panic, as the blood drained from their faces in fear, but you didn’t stop. You went after every single one of them, being very careful not to injure them too badly. Kennith’s nose was the worst one.

He was the ringleader, so he deserved it. 

A few moments later, they were all sufficiently beaten up, you took back your Dad’s dog tags, and knelt down next to them.

“You’re never going to pick on anyone again, understood?”

“Ye - yeah,” He hastily said, “Got it.  Mhm. 100%. We won’t bully you.”

“No. You won’t bully anyone. Not me. Not Jess, not Caroline, not Xavier. None of us. Are we clear?”

“Crystal.”

Obviously, parents were called. Your Papa was probably off on some mission, although he said he’d be back today. It didn’t matter. If he wasn’t available Auntie Nat would step in. You sat on one side of the table, waiting for someone to join you. Your new principal, who had recently replaced a beloved one, sat across from you. Her name was Ms. Katz.

"Y/n,” Your principal said after waiting for ten minutes, “Do you know your mother’s phone number?”

“With all due respect, Ms. Katz,” you said, “She’s dead.”

“Oh,” She inhaled, “I see.”

“My aunt should be joining us soon.” Right on cue Ms. Romanoff waltzed in.

“Thank you for waiting,” she began, “I came as soon as I could.”

“No problem, thank you for joining us.” Ms. Katz said, “You are here because Y/n has exhibited some concerning behavior. They repeatedly hit their peers, resulting in one receiving a broken nose.”

“That doesn’t sound like them. Have you asked Y/n why they did it?” Nat asked.

“This school has a Zero-Tolerance Policy for physical violence or bullying of any sort, no matter the reason.” Ms. Katz replied, “So we didn’t need to ask.”

“That sounds like a recipe for more violence.” Nat said.

“We’re not here to debate policy.” Ms. Katz said, “Y/n will be receiving a two week suspension, and I’m afraid this will go on their permanent record.” 

“Oh no.” Was your deadpan response. “Can’t let anyone know I retaliated when provoked. Woe is me.” 

Nat flashed you a proud smile, and continued.

“Y/n, I haven’t yet gotten to hear your perspective. I think there’s a little more to it than simply whacking a kid.”

“I don’t believe that’s a good use of our time togeth-” Ms. Katz began, and was shortly cut off.

“No,” Nat said, “Let them talk. I need to know what happened before I decide what to do.”

“I just want you to know we’re not reconsidering the suspension.”

“Fine by me. Continue, Y/n.”

“They snagged Dad’s dog tags off my neck. I told them to give them back. They didn’t. This was the final straw. For the past two years I’ve endured their teasing, and so have countless others. I didn’t beat them up just to get the tags back, I did it to win this fight, and the next ones too. Now they’ll leave me alone, and the others, too.”

“Ms. Katz,” Nat turned to your principal, “I would just like to thank you. Y/n and I will enjoy these next two weeks off. I want you to know that they will be receiving no punishment at home.”

The intercom on Ms. Katz’s desk buzzed.

“There’s someone here to see y-”

“Tell them to wait.” She cut them off, “Very well then. I also wanted to address their chronic lying.”

“Tell me more.”

“Y/n insists their family is full of superheroes and spies.” She pulled out a drawing, “Here, they even drew this when we were supposed to be making family portraits.” The drawing was of you, Auntie Nat, your Dad, your Papa, Uncles Tony, Thor, Bruce, and Clint, the whole crew. After a pause, Auntie Nat nodded.

“This is just about right.” She smiled, “My hair used to be wavy, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”

“No,” Ms. Katz sighed, “Y/n insists they live with the Avengers! Don’t you see? They string up wild stories about fighting Nazis and being frozen in a time capsule!”

“They’re true.” Nat’s phone buzzed. “And I can prove it. Tell your receptionist to let in the other visitor.”

Ms. Katz complied, the door opened, and Steve walked in. She stared agape for a moment, before regaining composure.

“That… That will be all, thank you.”

“Have you been reading Ender’s Game again?” Auntie Nat asked on the ride back to Steve’s apartment.

“Maybe…” You grinned, “Okay yeah.”

“Thought so, that speech sounded a bit familiar.”

Part two here!

[kittybears-stuff]

♡ Hi, you can call me Ella.

♡ I'm 22 years old.

♡ The youngest of 7.

♡ I like reading, drawing, cooking, kpop, movies, music and styling hair.

♡ I loveeeee Stray kids and Natasha

♡ Love reading x reader fics(pls read and don't judge •_•)

♡ I'll probably post drabbles and thoughts, but I won't write a whole story.

♡ I'll post random things, like unboxing, cooking, and kpop stuff.

♡ MDNI is there because I often interact with 18+ pages and I don't want to expose unsuspecting children to that stuff.

♡ I'm just here to have fun and interact more

♡ Feel free to send me stuff

[three-unspoken-words]

I want you. I want you so bad. But I know you’re not the one for me, and no matter how badly I want it, I know I’m not the one for you, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. I can’t love you the way you deserve to be loved but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get over you, but know that I loved you with everything in me.

[griffin-girl-r]

You're not mine (Part 1)

Created: 08.10.2023

Finished: 08.10.2023

Edited: 08.10.2023

Age: 15

Word count: 1,344

Warnings: Abandonment, Child neglecting, Self harm, Blood, Blade, Arguments, Screaming, Child favoritism

Note: Please proceed with caution if you're triggered by any of the warnings above.

Request: Yes (Wattpad user) (@herospark18)

Pairing: WinterWidow

Summary: Natasha adopted you from the Red Room when you were only a baby, but when she and Bucky had their own child, she started forgetting about you.

Part 2

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"I hate you!" You shouted, slamming the door behind you

"Y/N, we're not done!" Natasha, your mother, shouted from downstairs "Get back here!"

This was a daily occurrence by now.

The, once nonexistent, daily arguments between you and Natasha only got worse over the years.

Although Natasha isn't your biological mother, she raised you like her own after she saved you from the Red Room.

You were only 2 months old when she adopted you and everything went well. You both formed a happy little family for a while.

That was until Natasha started dating Bucky a little after your 10th birthday and she slowly started spending less and less time with you.

But not Bucky was the factor that determined your mother-daughter relationship with Natasha to drift apart.

The main reason behind everything was your 5-year-old baby sister, Tanya, who came into the world a few months after Natasha and Bucky started dating, with a little bit of help from Tony and his technology that, nowadays, seems to defy all odds.

Tanya's arrival only strengthened the bond between her parents, who had a romantic history that started years before even you were born, and, at the same time, weakened the bond between you and Natasha.

You knew the drill by now.

'Tanya is perfect.'

'Tanya is ours.'

'Tanya is innocent.'

Their voices echoed in your brain like a broken record.

Tanya knows that she can get away with everything and Tanya does get away with everything.

Since her birth, it was as if Natasha had completely forgotten about your existence.

It began by ignoring you while she focused her attention solely on Tanya.

She wouldn't feed you anymore, wake you up for school, or cuddle you at night.

She didn't even notice that you changed.

But, how could she, when Tanya was everything she noticed?

—

You stared at yourself in the mirror.

Determination was etched on your pale face as you picked up the blade that was on your sink.

It became a relief for you.

Sliding that blade on your wrist helped you forget about the unbearable pain in your chest.

The crimson blood that was pooling from the cuts held your attention. The pain of being abandoned by two different mothers was momentarily shoved at the back of your mind.

You started harming yourself 2 years ago when you couldn't take Natasha's ignorance any more.

You haven't told anyone and it's not like they would care if they knew anyways. Tanya was the center of their world, not you.

She was the perfect baby, while you were the adopted bastard and a grand mistake that Natasha made.

Natasha never admitted it out loud but you understood the message from the way she was treating you.

The blade fell down from your hand into the sink.

'Is it all because she never gave birth to me?'

And you stared at the trail of blood it left on the white sink.

'Are adopted kids not important, just because they're not blood related?'

You slowly understood.

'Will I ever be treated the same as Tanya?'

The only one left to understand was Natasha.

—

"Y/N, do you want to play with my dolls later?" Tanya asked you a few hours later, during dinner

You pulled at the sleeves of your hoodie even more, hiding your hands inside of them.

"Sure, Tatu." You gave the small child a shy smile "I think I'd like that."

"Tatiana." Natasha sternly looked at Tanya but the tone of her voice was soft "Remember we have a movie night tonight. You can play with Y/N another time."

"Can Y/N come too?" Tanya's big, innocent eyes sparkled while she asked, as Natasha refilled the girl's glass of orange juice

"I think she has more important things to do." Natasha replied, not even bothering to ask what you want "We're going to have a mother-daughter night. It's going to be just us two, sweetheart. Wouldn't it be fun?"

"Yay!" Tanya cheered, throwing her arms in the air

But as she did, she accidentally knocked over the glass filled with juice.

"Oh oh..." Tanya said, looking at the spilled juice "Sorry, Mama."

"Don't worry, baby girl." Natasha smiled, sitting up to clean the mess "Accidents happen."

"That's not what you said the last time when I accidentally knocked over my glass of water." You bitterly spat out at Natasha

"You have no right to talk, Y/N." Natasha snapped at you "Shut up!"

"Natalia, honey, calm down." Bucky, who was sitting beside Natasha, put his hand on her arm "She didn't do anything wrong. She's just a kid."

"She's not a kid, James." Natasha shouted, turning her head in Bucky's direction "She's a grown-up teenager now."

"Talia, I think you are just overreacting right now." Bucky kept trying to calm his wife, sparing a glance in your direction

He looked down at your plate that was untouched, the effect of your lack of appetite obvious on your skinny and fragile frame.

"I think I'm full." You quickly sat up from the table

"Sit back down, right in this instance, Y/N." Natasha shouted at you "You don't disrespect your mother like that and get away with it."

"Well, lately, you didn't act like a mother at all." You shouted back at Natasha, pain evident in your voice, but Natasha was oblivious to it "All you care about is Tanya."

"Because she's my child!" Natasha screamed offended "It's only normal to care for her."

"I used to be your child as well!" You shouted, tears forming in your eyes "I still am your child."

"You're not mine!" Natasha shouted and you widened your eyes shocked "You're not anything to me! You aren't my child because you don't have my blood. I didn't carry you or feel you grow day by day inside of me. But with Tanya, I did. You are just a mistake, Y/N!"

"You are the mistake here, Mom!" You cried, slightly lifting your sleeves as Bucky's eyebrows shot in his hairline "Look!" You showed your scarred wrists to the woman "This is all because of you! Why can't you love me like any mother should do? Blood shouldn't be important! You raised me, Natasha."

Bucky reached his metal arm slowly towards your extended arms to inspect your wrists but he was pushed aside by Natasha, who blocked out the fact that you were hurting because of her and ignored the truth, her intrusive thoughts winning as she said something she would never be able to take back.

"You were never truly a part of this family, Y/N!" Natasha shouted "Get that in your head. You are not our blood and you will never be. I saved you because I thought that you would change but I see that you didn't. You are the same. But I did change. I am not the same Natasha that I was in the Red Room. I am better."

Shaking your head, you took a few steps backward.

"I can't believe you." You whispered in disbelief

"Y/N..." Bucky breathed out, sitting up from his chair "Don't listen to your mother, she's just tired. She didn't mean what she said."

"She knew damn well what she was saying." You kept shaking your head, a lone tear falling down your cheek

"Then get that in your head once and for all." Natasha shouted once more, stubbornly fixated on her wrong belief that she was right

"I hate you!" You shouted at Natasha "I wish you never rescued me from the Red Room!"

And with that, you stormed out of the house and ran into the veil of darkness provided by the night.

Bucky tried to run after you but it was too late.

He found no sight of you or any clue where you might have run away to.

—

Bucky walked inside the house and looked at Natasha who was still oblivious to the damage she had done and muttered one question.

"What have you done?!"

—

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[juiles]

Nerves and Nerds

Requested: yes

Plot: a young actress has her first day meeting the stars of the avengers set, playing Morgan Stark.

Tags: Fluff

Triggers: none. its pure fluff with a cute kid and the avengers cast

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Y/n, a 6 year old girl who had recently started acting, sat in the office beside her mum, her legs swinging, as the adults talking. She knew she had gotten a big role in a Marvel movie and she got to play in a movie with some big names in Hollywood. Her parents had said they had to talk some logistics out before she would have to go into the big room where all the other actors were to meet them. Something that made her incredibly nervous.

Her head snapped out when her mum said her name. “Y/n?” The 6 year old looked up with a small smile.

“Yes mama?” Her voice lilted as she tilted her head to look up at her mother, not sure about what’s going on after colouring her pictures the whole time the adults have been speaking.

“Are you ready to go meet your co-stars?” Y/n’s little heart picked up a little bit, her nerves striking her as she was about to meet some pretty big stars. She nodded her head and tucked her colouring book and pencil crayons away in her small backpack and stood up next to her mum who held her hand out, prompting the child to take the womans hand. “You okay little butterfly?” She asked crouching down, noting her daughters quiet demeanor all of a sudden.

“I’m nervous mama… what if they don’t like me?” She asked, her head hanging down, her foot shuffling back and forth. “What if they’re mean?” Her voice had dropped to a small whisper.

“Oh baby… I promise you that no body will be mean.” The mother said, one hand landing on the girl sshoulder and the other tucking a piece of brown hair behind her ear. “They’ll have to deal with mama bear if they do.” A small wink was thrown towards the little girl who giggled quietly and wrapped her arms around her mums neck forcing the woman who scoops the little girl up.

“Okay mama.” She muttered as her mum walked towards the board room that was full of her newest co-stars. When the director opened the door, the small girl tucked her head into her mothers neck with a small whimper after seeing everyone there. “Too many mama…”

“You’ll be okay butterfly.” A warm hand started rubbing her back gently. “One at time okay? We’ll start with Robert because he is who you have the most scenes with okay?” A small nod was given before green eyes peeked out to meet with Robert Downey Jr. eyes. “This is Robert.”

“You can call me Rob though sweetheart. I promise that its not as scary as it sounds. Most of the people here are so nice and fun, except Scarlett, shes scary.” The man winked at the little girl who looked over at who she knew to be Scarlett Johansson who had a look of pure shock on her face.

A small smack was heard before the whole room melted at y/n’s little giggle that followed after watching the blonde smack the man gently. “I am not! If anything, Renner is the only scary one.” Johansson said looking at the little girl who giggled again looking at the man who mocked a loud gasp. “Look how scary he is.”

“How dare you Johansson! I am a saint!” Jeremy said, placing his hand on his heart. “Mackie is the worst!” Another gasp had the girl giggling.

“Excuse you Renner! I am perfect just the way I am!” Mackie said with a proud smirk on his face. “Nice to meet you lady y/n! My name is Anthony Mackie!”

The girl smiled shyly then looked over at a lady who rolled her eyes and smiled shyly.

“Hi darling, I’m Gwyenth but you can call me Gwen. I play Robs wife so I’ll be your mum.” Y/n looked back at her mum then at Gwen and nodded.

“You can be my mama for the movie.” She said smiling at her. “You seem nice!”

“Awe thank you darling!” Gwen placed her hand on her heart smiling sweetly.

“You’ll be my mama so he will be my daddy?” Y/n said pointing to Robert who nodded and smiled widely at the girl.

“I will be! Youll be my daughter, Morgan Stark!” He said with pride.

“Morgan Stark… I like that name!”

“She’s so cute!”

“Mackie! Give the girl some space.”

“Stop telling me what to do Evans.”

“Never in my life!��

“Seriously. Can you two stop talking?”

“Says you Hemsworth.”

“Ow! I did nothing wrong Renner!”

“You were looking at me funny Ruffalo.”

“What does that even mean??”

A sharp whistle was heard and all the adults turned to look at Robert who had a disapproving look on his face, his hands placed over the 6 year olds girls ears so he didn’t frighten her. “You guys are scaring the kid!” They all looked at the girl who had a big smile on her face, her eyes sparkling with laughter.

“Wow… the whole Avengers cast is really just a big bunch of nerds…” Y/n’s mum uttered, sparking a whole new fight between the cast making the girl laugh even louder.

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[youre-a-total--poser]

Can you please write one with mama nat and teen reader where Fury sends the reader on a mission with another one of the Avengers even when nat told him not to, and the reader got injured or something and nat helps nurse her back to health cuz she sees her like her own kid <3

Or you can write anything with mama nat, i just love your writing so much aaaaaaaaaaa 🧎🏻‍♀️

Accident Prone (Request)

Warnings: I don't know anymore Age: briefly 10 and 15 Word Count: 955 Requests: Open Summary: Read the request and it will explain everything Requested by: Anonymous Date: 28/09/2024 paring: N/A A/N: Thank you for your request I hope that you like it. Not sure if this is even good enough since it has been so long since I've written anything

Masterlist

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You were taken by HYDRA when you were about 10 and let's say you were one of their failed experiments.

You had telekinesis powers well sort of. Honestly, you had no clue how to make it work and when it did happen it would happen at the most inconvenient moments.

Things would be moving about randomly people, mainly you, would be getting whacked by flying objects. It wasn't great definitely a 0/10 wouldn't recommend.

Then one day the Avengers came in and put a stop to everything that was happening and rescued everyone like they do but the only thing that was different about this whole operation is that they found something or someone sitting in a cage who would change their lives forever.

You were sitting there covered in cuts and bruises and they assumed the worst but that wasn't the case at all. You didn't tell them what happened and even to this day you never did cause it's pretty embarrassing not gonna lie but eventually they figured out why.

They ended up taking you back with them and letting you stay probably because they felt bad for this little thing that can't walk in a straight line, trips over nothing and chokes on air.

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You were now 15 life is great everything is great.

You were getting help to figure out how to use your powers and after years of training, you could successfully move… a penny.

Sure it wasn't the biggest thing in the world but at least there was one less thing randomly flying at you so you called it a win.

Over the years you had developed a close bond with Natasha. What started with her tending to your every wound gradually turned into a mother/daughter-like relationship.

Every time the Avengers went on missions you were left home alone and you wanted nothing more than to go with them to see what it was like but every time Natasha would say 'No it's too dangerous.', 'You're too young.', 'Do you really think I'm going to let you go when you can't even make toast without nearly burning the place down?'

In your defence it wasn't even your fault that the toaster caught on fire someone turned the dial too high.

You knew that Fury was here assigning Steve on a mission and you just happened to overhear that it would be an easy one so it would be perfect for you.

Your plan was to be as annoying as possible so he would get frustrated and say yes so that's exactly what you did you followed him around repeating the word please and just as expected it didn't take long for him to give in.

Your excitement lasted all of 4 seconds as soon as Natasha heard what was going on.

"Absolutely not," she said crossing her arms.

"Please, Nat." you begged, "nothing is going to happen."

"I'm sorry but I said no Y/N."

"Not fair," you mumbled while crossing your arm in a huff.

Then the best idea, well the best idea at the time popped into your head however now you regret it.

"I'll never ask for anything ever again if you let me go."

While Natasha was thinking you were giving her your best please face it's never failed you before.

She let out a sigh "fine."

Your face lit up and a large smile appeared.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," you said while hugging her.

"Don't make me regret it Y/N," she said sternly.

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The mission was easy and boring it was just to collect paperwork or something you weren't really listening or paying attending.

It was all going well until it wasn't…

Natasha was anxiously waiting for the Quinjet's arrival once she heard you and Steve were on your way back.

She watched as Steve carried you out of the Quinjet. Natasha was already going out of her mind but when she saw Steve carrying it it sent her over the edge.

"What happened?" she asked hurrying over.

"She tripped over a stone and sprained her ankle." Steve briefly explained

"It was a very large stone actually." you chimed in.

"God sake Y/N, I thought something bad happened to you," Natasha said her voice still sounding quite panicky.

"Something bad did happen I sprained my ankle"

Steve let out a frustrated sigh and Natasha just shook her head.

"Can you put me down now?" you asked Steve who was still carrying you.

"I thought you said you couldn't walk," Steve said gently putting you down.

"I never said I couldn't walk I said I didn't want to walk."

"It doesn't matter let go and put some ice on it," Natasha said putting her arm around your waist and you slowly limped back inside.

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"what am I going to do with you Y/N?" Natasha asked as she handed you some painkillers and a glass of water then placed a bag of frozen peas on your ankle.

"Lock me in a room and throw away the key?" You said quietly chuckling then you took the meds that you were given.

"Don't tempt me," She replied sitting down beside you.

"It hurts a lot," You said while wincing.

"The meds will kick in soon and it won't hurt as much."

Natasha picked up the TV remote and put on your favourite movie.

While it was playing you felt yourself getting tired.

"Thank you for taking care of me Nat," you said sleepily.

"You welcome, sweetheart," she said quietly.

A slight smile appeared on Natasha's face as she put her arm around you while you moved closer to her.

You ended up falling asleep in the safety and comfort of her arms.

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