#Natasha Romaoff

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Parkers, Pots & Periods 

Summary: Reader is Peter’s sister and is going on a field trip to stark industries, the catch? She’s on her period and has POTS… things go badly and Wanda and Nat step in to take care of you. 

Words: 2324

TW: Periods, Pain, nausea (no puking), POTS, Cramps, Bullying, fainting, name calling, Flash (that’s its own warning), Flashes “nicknames” for peter, field trip trope. 

A/n Hi guys I’m alive! Sorry for disappearing (kinda). My life is chaos incarnate. I accidently got stabbed in the thigh yesterday.  But I stuck an avengers Band-Aid on it and I was fine :D

Somehow the universe decided to screw your over three times today. The first, you had POTS, whilst not a new condition it did make the next two things worse. Second you had a trip to stark towers which meant a lot of standing on a tour and being around your class and knowing the avengers would be lurking nearby. And third, the real icing on the cake … you were on your period as if you had blood to lose as someone with POTS and a low blood volume to start with. 

So that was how you were doing today as you arrived at school. Sure, you had graduated about three years ago but there had been talks that someone had found out Peter’s identity and was planning something, which was how you ended up undercover to be a glorified bodyguard for peter… well a glorified babysitter with homework.  You had been chosen by the team as you were the second youngest next to Peter and as a lesser-known member of the team who was young, you could pass as a high school student without raising suspicions. ‘Yay me.’ You thought sarcastically. Leaving high school was amazing and having to go back to babysit your little brother… not so much. 

You skipped training this morning as you were already feeling quite awful due to your period and your POTS which was always made worse when it was shark week. 

As you arrived at school with Peter, happy dropped you both at the block around the corner and you shouldered your old school backpack and sighed. 

“Let’s get this over with.” You grumbled and peter nodded. Neither of you feeling particularly excited to go on a trip through your own house with classmates who hated you. 

Peter was just as unhappy; flash had been giving him shit all week for his internship and wanted desperately to prove the Parker boy a liar today. When you had found out about the bullying you almost intervened before Peter had a talk with you. He reminded you of what uncle ben had said to you both before he died, and your eyes glossed over as you made the decision to respect his wishes and promise to your late uncle. 

As your shoes slapped the pavement with exaggerated steps and dragging movements, a grin itched your face when Ned began waving to you from across the quad. MJ looked up and gave a single half handed wave cross salute before going back to her sketchbook, her legs kicked up on the picnic table. 

You liked MJ and Ned. They had welcomed you to their group and they knew that you had already graduated but agreed to stay quiet if it meant keeping peter safe. They both knew you and your brothers’ real identities. As the second spider that protected the city aside from your brother and Natasha you had decided to keep your identity quiet until Peter graduated, knowing he would have just as many issues with the press if you were unmasked before he graduated compared to him being unmasked. 

You threw your backpack down and threw your head into your arms, letting out an exaggerated groan. 

“You feelin’ alright bonehead?” MJ said looking up from her sketch. 

You simply grunted before turning your head, still resting on your arms to look at her through a furrowed brow. 

“Shark week.” Was all you said, and MJ nodded before turning to her bag and digging around before fishing out a chocolate bar she threw at your head. Your spider sense kicked in and your hand flew up and caught it. 

“Thanks MJ.” You grunted. 

“Anytime Parker.” She said going back to her sketchbook. You leaned over to glance at the page and snorted. MJ simply suppressed a grin and kept working on the detailed drawing of Flash trapped in a display case at stark towers with a placard that read “Bullied Peter Stark, glass tapping encouraged.” With a drawing of Tony leaning on the display case eating a banana with Nat handing out tomatoes to the rest of the team to throw at flash. Leave it to MJ to make this trip better. 

You thought maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. But curse your Parker luck because that was the moment flash began to storm over. MJ quickly shut her sketchbook as flash stood over Peter.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t penis Parker. I wasn’t expecting you to show up today. With your big lie going public today I thought you would be too much of a wuss to show up. Prepare to be publicly humiliated Parker. Today is the day your life is torn to shreds.” He said.

“Like the lie about you having a brain flash ‘cuz I think everyone knows that’s fake.” MJ said flicking a few pencil shavings at him. She glared at him, and he glared back before huffing. 

“Whatever idiots. I’ll see you on the bus. Parker don’t forget I would hate for you to miss your public execution.” He spat and headed off to wherever it was Flash lurked between tormenting Peter.

“Petey…” you began. 

“No y/n I’m handling it.” He said shutting you down. 

“Alright. Alright. I’ll leave it alone.” You said while silently wishing a piano to miraculously fall on flash. You desperately wanted to help but you also wanted to respect Peter’s decision especially as you knew his reason was fuelled by a very personal experience that had changed both of you tremendously. 

As the last class before the field trip ended you felt like death warmed over. Your head hurt and your period was only making your POTS worse. As you stood from your chair, you had to hold onto the table as your vision went fuzzy for a second. When your sight cleared Peter shot you a pointed look which you shrugged off and headed for the bus. 

If there was one thing you didn’t miss from high school it was field trips, twenty sweaty teenagers in a bus for who knows how long, most likely with no air conditioning which would only contribute to you feeling worse.  None of that was appealing to you in the slightest. 

As you all filed onto the bus you groaned when you sat down, putting your head in your hands, and taking deep breaths. The cramps had been getting worse all day and they were toeing the line of unbearable. 

MJ sat next to you and kept a close eye on your movements or lack thereof. 

As the bus lurched with the traffic you suppressed any of the wounded animal noises that were trying to escape you.

After what seemed like a torturously long bus trip you felt the bus slow to a stop. Looking outside the logo of stark towers was the first thing your eyes fixed on. 

As everyone filed off the bus you swayed slightly trying to fight off the dizzy lightheaded mess along with the cramping. Life really wasn’t being kind to you. 

With a hand resting around your stomach, you watched Peter sidestep flashes foot and walk inside. 

The building was cool when you entered which made you feel a tiny bit better but still largely awful. 

As the tour guide passed out the lanyards you and Peter hung around in the back. 

“I bet puny Parker won’t even have a lanyard, he’s too poor to be let in.” Flash said nearby and your fist tightened at your side in an attempt to stay there. 

When all the passes were handed out Flash was the first to point out you and Peter didn’t have one. 

“Hey! The Parker’s are missing their badges. We’ll have to leave them behind. Sorry no poor people allowed.” He said with a big grin and Peter looked like a deer in headlights as everyone turned to face the two of you. You just shrugged. 

“Friday?” The tour guide asked. “Has there been a mistake?”

“Ms Parker and Mister Parker do not require badges as they have tier 10 clearance, access is granted to all floors, labs and rooms.” A voice said from the ceiling startling a few people.

“That’s Friday.” The tour guide explained “she’s tony starks AI and she runs the tower.”

“I don’t know how you hacked the system, but you will pay Parker’s.” Flash said sticking a finger in Peter’s face. 

“Whatever flash, you’re just mad that you have level 1 clearance and can’t go in the toilets without permission.”  MJ said as flash stormed off after the group. 

As the tour progressed you were feeling worse and worse, all this walking was making the cramps worse, and all the standing was aggregating your POTS. Your vision had been spotty for a while now and your legs hurt. Your midsection was cramping something awful, and you saw no end in sight. 

As the group was shown to the museum floor you did your best to stay rooted to your body as your head felt like it was floating away. 

“Y/n/n you should really go home. If you sneak off upstairs, I’ll cover for you.” Peter said and MJ nodded. 

“I know your white girl, but you’re not meant to be that white… ever.” MJ said and you shot her a small glare with did nothing to deter her. 

“Can’t I have to stay with Peter.” You said swallowing down the nausea you had begun to feel. 

“I can look out for myself.” He said in a soft tone. But you shook your head which was a terrible idea as you swayed, having to lean on the wall the stay upright. 

“Right, that’s enough….” Peter begun but your hearing was fading as Peter seemed to keep talking. 

As your hearing and vision began to drift away Peter began softly alerting Friday to the situation, as he requested Wanda of Natasha to come and get you.

As he saw a flash of red hair down the hall, his spider sense flared, and he was just in time to catch you as your body finally gave up and went slack. 

Natasha seemed to arrive almost at the same time you passed out into Peter’s arms. 

The group had moved on and it seemed they were none to wiser to the avenger’s presence. 

Peter looked panicked for a second as he held you up. 

“I’ve got her Pete.” Natasha said as she picked you up effortlessly into a bridal carry.  “Go catch up with your group Wanda and I will look after her. Don’t worry.” 

“Alright. Text me updates.” He said and Natasha nodded dutifully before carrying you to the elevator.

When she arrived back on your floor that you shared with the two redheads, you shifted in her arms, letting out a small whimper. 

Natasha walked over to the door to her room, opening it to see Wanda already having everything set up for a movie day. 

“Oh my god is she ok? I know Peter said it was bad but … is she out?” Wanda said coming over and fussing. 

“She passed out as I got there. She must be feeling terrible.” Nat said as she set you down on the bed gently. Wanda came and sat next to you as Nat changed into some comfy clothes and took to your other side. 

Wanda’s hands carding through your hair was the first thing you registered when you came to.

“Nat, I think she’s coming around.” Wanda said softly. 

You let out a small, wounded noise as you tucked your knees to your chest in an attempt to stave off the relentless cramps. 

“Shhh y/n/n it’s ok. Natty and I have you baby. You’re alright.” Wanda said softly.

You whimpered again and shifted to clutch your midsection.

“Cramps?” Wanda asked knowingly still playing with your hair.

“Mmm.” You said softly. 

Before you knew it a hot pack was being slid onto your stomach and your muscles went lax as Wanda pulled you into her lap.

You opened an eye and saw her smiling down at you. 

“Hello sweet girl. How are you feeling.” She said gently.

“Bad.” You hummed.

“Chocolate?” Natasha said as she offered you an already unwrapped chocolate bar. Not bothering to use your hands you began eating it while Nat still held it. Making her smile softly in amusement as she fed you the chocolate. 

“Oh my god, I left Peter!” You said scrambling to sit up but Wanda kept you pinned. 

“It’s alright baby. Fridays watching him and you’re in no condition to be doing anything other than cuddling and watching movies with us. Ok?” Wanda said. She could see the gears turning behind your eyes and gently turned your chin to look at her. 

“Okay sweet girl?” She said again. 

“Okay.” You said softly. 

“Excellent. Now you pick the first movie.” Wanda said as Natasha returned with popcorn despite you not having seen her leave. 

As the day went on you began to feel better. Between the salty popcorn Wanda was feeding you and the blue electrolyte drinks that were stocked in Natasha’s mini fridge you began to feel less terrible. 

The girls had everything you needed, from a warm heat pack to chocolate to cuddles. You eventually drifted off feeling warm and only slightly in pain. Knowing you were safe with them. 

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[clintbartonruinedmylife]

Whumptober 2023 - Day 25

"They're not breathing"

After leaving the military Steve had never thought about living in California, going to the beach every day and walking around in swim trunks and sunglasses all day. But here he was now. Walking along the beach in his red trunks and watching out for people in danger. Yes, Steve was a lifeguard now. He had found new friends here - Sam and Natasha - and had old friends around him - Bucky - and he really liked the job. 

Right now he was just patrolling his area, watching out when he saw a young woman seemingly trying to drag someone out of the water. Of course he was there in an instant. It was the hot surfer he had watched the whole morning.

“He’s not breathing,” she cried and grabbed Steve’s arm. “I  fell off my surfboard and he tried to help me and got hit by it and almost drowned and I dragged him here but he’s not breathing!” 

“Get Sam,” Steve commanded and pointed at the lifeguard station not far away. “Tell him what happened.” 

And Steve started immediately to press the man’s chest. When Sam came only moments later he let him take over and he moved to the man’s head and every few compressions Steve breathed into his mouth. 

“Please,” the young woman sobbed. “Please, you have to rescue him.” 

“We will do what we can,” Steve said when he waited to breathe into his mouth again. 

“Ambulance is on its way,” Nat said when she came as well. “How’s he doing?” 

A gaze from Sam stopped her and she just nodded and turned to the young woman. 

“What’s your name?” Nat asked and the woman looked up.

“Kate,” she said. “Kate Bishop.” Nat nodded. 

“Can you do me a favor, Kate?” she said. “Can you hurry up to the street and wait for the ambulance? Tell them where we are so they can help your boyfriend.” 

“He’s not my boyfriend, just a friend. Clint,” the young woman said. “I’ll wait for the ambulance.” 

Nat waited till she was out of earshot before she hunkered down beside them. 

“How’s it going?” she asked and Sam looked at her again, still compressing the man’s chest. 

“Not good,” Steve said. “He’s still not breathing by himself.” 

And right on cue the man convulsed, coughed and threw up seawater. Sam grabbed his shoulder and turned him around so he could throw up on the sand and didn’t suffocate himself. He coughed violently. 

“It’s okay, Clint,” he said, remembering the young woman using that name. “We have you.” 

“Ambulance is coming,” Nat said and looked over her shoulder and Steve saw the young woman together with the EMTs running over to them. It took them only a few moments until they had him on a stretcher and carried him away. 

Steve patted Sam’s and Nat’s shoulders and smiled. They had just saved a life and it was the best feeling. Way better than taking lives, like he had when he was still a soldier. 

A week later - Steve was just patrolling his area again - he saw the man again. He came up to him, a smile on his lips. 

“Hey,” he said. “I don't know if you remember me but Kate said you saved my sorry ass.” 

“Me and my colleagues,” Steve said. “Of course I remember.” How could he forget him? He was still hot, even if he had some band-aids in his face now. 

The man just scratched the back of his neck. 

“I… uh… I wondered if I can thank you maybe. Going for a coffee… maybe?” 

Steve scrutinized him and when the man blushed, he smiled. 

“Sure,” he said, “I’d love to.”

[scarlethexelove]

Ok, so I just spent some time editing this story and making it closer to how I write now. I found an old draft of another part that I would love to add to this, so I figured why not throw a movie on and edit. Made it a little nicer 😌

Complications

Pairings: WandaNat x reader

Word count: 8.6k

Summary: What happens when Y/n wants things to change in the relationship but Wanda and Nat are scared of the change.

Warnings: blood, shooting, Stockholm, implied kidnapping, smut, strap-on, fingers, double penetration, cum filled strap, mommy kink, bondage.

A/n: this is my first post on here so I'm learning. Hope you like this. The smut isn't till the very end. I'm bad at summaries and tagging so if I forget anything let me know.

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Today Wanda is dragging you to work with her, but really it is your own fault for how you have acted. You have been acting like a total brat on purpose. But after last night you can’t take it anymore. 

You get that when Wanda and Nat brought you in you had no desire to be with either of them. But these last few months you have wanted nothing more than to be with them. No matter how many times you ask them to stay they just fuck you and leave.

So today you decided to act like a brat making Wanda bring you into work with her. Nat had already left for work when Wanda forced you two had woken up. You haven’t said anything to either of them since last night. 

You're currently laying on a couch in Wanda’s office playing on your Nintendo Switch. The couch you are on is in the right corner of the office near the double doors that lead out into the main office. Wanda’s desk is in the back of the room in the center of the room with a large window overlooking the city. 

You look up to the reflection of your Switch when you hear the typing on Wanda’s keyboard stop. You can see her reflecting perfectly on the screen as she looks from her computer to you. 

“Y/n.” Wanda calls out to you but you just ignore her. You can hear a huff escape her lips causing you to smirk looking back at the game. You have never given her the silent treatment before but you feel like it is the only way to get her attention anymore. 

“Y/n.” Wanda says again a bit louder but you still play your game. “So you're giving me the silent treatment?” You hum in response, still not using your words but giving her enough to just piss her off more. You hate to admit it but you love when she brings you to work with her. You like it when she leans you over her desk and just rails you from behind. You used to hate it but now you love it. You even have to admit you just like being around her even if it is silent and she is working and you're just playing on your Switch. 

You look back up to the reflection to now see Wanda leaning on her desk, her hands firmly planted on the solid oak desk as she stands looking at You. The dress shirt she wore today leaves nothing to the imagination as she leans forward. It looks as if her eyes are glowing red looking at the reflection through the screen, but just then the door creaks open and a man walks into the room. You can see that Wanda straightens herself out. You turn yourself on the couch and now you are in a sitting position. The man not even acknowledging that you are even here but that is normal. 

“Who the hell are you?” Wanda spits looking at the man who has just interrupted her. The man just chuckles at Wanda. “You don’t remember me?” He asked. You can tell this is a rhetorical question from him but you watch intrigued.  

You finally get a good look at the man now. He looks as though he hasn’t showered in weeks. His hair sticking up and all around almost looking like Flint Lockwood from Cloudy with a chance of meatballs. He has on some decent brand clothing but they have been worn down and dirtied. An old Carhart jacket, some Levi jeans that have many holes, and some Timberland boots with the heel coming off. 

“You can’t even remember the people who you ruin their lives.” His hand moves back and you can now see that he has a gun tucked into the back of his pants. You look from him to Wanda, but she hasn’t noticed it yet. You look back to him as his hand wraps around the handle. 

“You destroyed my life. I lost everything when you fired me over a minor issue. I could have fixed that but no you and your bitch of a wife fired me. I lost my job, my family, my home. I lost everything because of you. And because of that you're going to lose everything too.” He starts to pull the gun out of his pants. All you can think about is losing Wanda in this moment. So you do the only thing you can think of doing. You internally curse yourself as you toss your Switch to the side and jump off the couch running towards the man. As he aimed it at Wanda you were able to push his arm up and the gun went off into the ceiling. You start to struggle with the gun. You have a bit of a hard time fighting him with him being almost a foot taller than you, but he seems to have some malnutrition. To you the struggle seems forever but in all reality it has been less than 10 seconds. With the gun pressed between you, you can’t tell who it is facing. you hear another gun shot go off. 

Before you can register anything the man is being pulled away from you. You can see Natasha pinning the man to the ground. That is when you start to feel the sticky liquid on my stomach. You place your hands on your stomach and look down. You can as your white t-shirt is becoming more and more soaked with blood. You pull your hands away looking at them coated in blood. You look back up and see the panic on Natasha’s face. 

Finally the adrenaline is wearing off and you can feel this burning pain coming from your stomach. Your body feels weak as you stubble backwards. Before your legs can give out and fall you feel arms wrap around you and gently guide you to the ground. You look up to see Wanda pulling your head into her lap. She brushes your hair out of your face. You can see the tears threatening to spill as she places a hand on your cheek. You place your bloodied hand over hers. You hadn’t even noticed that Nat was now at your side until you felt pressure where the burning pain was. You grunt out in pain and squeeze your eyes shut. 

“I know it hurts detka, but I have to put pressure on the wound.” Nat says as she applies some more pressure. “I’m sorry.” You whimper and open your eyes looking at Wanda. Tears hit your face as you see Wanda crying above you. “There is no need to be sorry detka.” Wanda tries to reassure you as she laces her fingers with yours. 

“I should have seen the gun sooner, and I-I’m bleeding all over your carpets.” Your eyes feeling tired and heavy as you close them for a bit. “Hey there is no need to be sorry detka.” Wanda says, then Nat cuts in. “Detka keep your eyes open for me ok. You're going to be ok, you just have to stay awake.” You open your eyes looking up to see Nat looking at you with a small smile on her face. She is trying to stay strong but you can tell she is worried. But you fight to keep your eyes open longer is dwindling as your eyelids close. 

“I’m sorry.” You mumble out as the blackness overtakes you.

“Y/n, detka, you need to stay with me.” Wanda tries to shake you awake but you are out. “Nat she won’t wake up.” She look to her wife panicked as you won’t wake back up. “Check her pulse Wands.” Nat says still applying pressure to your wound. 

Wanda takes her hand from your limp one and find the spot on your wrist. She can feel a faint thudding of your pulse as your blood is still pumps through your heart. “She has a pulse!” She exclaim just glad you are still with them. 

“Good, now where the hell is that ambulance?” Nat yells out looking back towards the door of Wanda's office. And just like that the door burst open. Wanda's assistant followed by some men with a gurney. Once one of the men leans down and takes over from where Nat is she grabs Wanda gently and pulls her up as another man makes sure your head doesn’t hit the ground from where your head was in her lap.  

Nat pulls Wanda into her chest as she let some tears fall looking down at you being worked on. Wanda thinks if only she hadn’t brought you into work with her today you would be ok. Wanda can’t help the terrible thoughts that race through her head as she watches the men get you stable and then place you on the gurney. They quickly start rolling you out as Nat pulls away and starts pulling Wanda out of the office. 

“Cancel everything we have today. Stark and Rogers are in charge. And will someone figure out how that fucking lunatic got in here with a gun.” Nat yelled at those who are outside the door to Wanda's office as they follow behind the paramedics. 

The drive to the hospital was quiet. Wanda watched as Nat’s knuckles turned white even through her blood stained hands as she gripped the steering wheel. As soon as they got to the hospital Nat threw her keys to the valet driver and they went right into the ER.

They didn’t bother to stop to ask where you had been taken. They found you quickly when they followed the chaos. As they approached the bustling room they heard a long continuous beep coming from the room. As they got to the door their eyes widened with fear at the scene in front of them. Wanda's hands flew to her mouth, covering it with shock.

Your heart monitor was flatlining. Your once white shirt now red was cut from your upper body leaving a blood stained bra and dressed lower half. Your skin paler than normal as all the color had drained from your body. A tube is placed in your throat as someone pushes on a bag to help you breathe. Nurses and doctors working around you as someone places the pads on your chest and tries to shock you back to life. One shock, your heart beats but then another continuous line on the monitor. They up the voltage and shock you again. Your body once again jolts with the electricity that is trying to bring your heart beat back. This time there is a peak in the monitor and it does it a second and then a third. Your heart is beating again. 

This is when the doctor sees Wanda and Natasha, ushers the nurses to get them out of here so that they can get you up to surgery. They are led out into the waiting room before they start wheeling you out and towards the elevator.

Wanda and Natasha have been waiting several hours in the waiting room as the doctors continue to work on you. Wanda can’t stay still as she pace around the room. Nat is on her laptop and Wanda can’t help but roll her eyes looking at her wife working while you could die. 

“What is so important that you have to work on it now?” Wanda questions her wife who looks up from her laptop. She can see the shine in Nat's eyes as she still holds back the tears. She always acts strong even when she just wants to break down and cry. 

“I’m not working.” Nat just says back flatly. “Then what are you doing?” Wanda question back feeling upset at anything and everything. Nat turns her laptop towards Wanda showing her the page she has open. “I’m ordering medical supplies so that we can take care of Y/n.” Wanda's features soften. “What if she doesn’t make it?” Wanda slumps down into the seat next to her wife. She has turned her screen back around towards her. Wanda places her head on Nat's shoulder. Nat wraps her arm around her wife tightly and rubs up her down in a gentle motion.

“We are talking about Y/n here. She is stubborn and strong. She isn’t leaving us anytime soon.” Nat reassures Wanda. “Remember how she wouldn’t stop bugging your for a whole week until you bought her that stupid Nintendo Switch. She was about to drive you crazy until you finally caved.” Wanda chuckled a bit at the memory. “If I hadn’t brought her in today she wouldn’t be fighting for her life. I didn’t see the gun.” She whispers.

“You brought her in because she was being a brat right?” Wanda nodded her head in response. Nat just smirked at her. “I think she likes when you bend her over your desk to prove a point just as much as you do.” Wanda lets out a watery chuckle. “Oh I know she does.” She smile but that smile quickly fades as she think of the chance that I’ll never get to see you or do that again. 

“It’s not your fault Wands. The only person this falls on is that man.” Nat wraps Wanda in a hug as more tears threaten to fall. As she finally calm down a few minutes later a surgeon walks into the waiting room. The two quickly stand and meet him part of the way.

“Y/n lost a lot of blood today. The bullet did some damage but we were able to repair the damage. Y/n is going to be just fine but she has a long road to recovery ahead of her. She is going to need a lot of help from family and friends.” The surgeon told us. Nat shook his hand as she told him. “We are going to take great care of her. Thank you so much for saving her.”

It has been one week since the shooting and you were finally able to go home. You still have to stay in bed but at least you can sleep in your own bed. Neither Wanda or Natasha have said anything about that day and what happened or the reason you were there in the first place. You know they want to wait till you all are in your own home till they probably get mad at you for doing something so stupid. You haven’t been able to let out my own emotions about what you have been feeling. Let alone prepare for the wrath of the two women. 

You don’t regret taking the bullet for Wanda but you still feel like they don’t love you the way that you love them. Maybe now you can have an actual conversation where you hope they won’t punish you for speaking your mind. Though you feel like you're broken to them now, why would they even continue to care. 

When you got back Wanda and Nat led you to their room and placed you on their Alaskan king bed. You never get to stay on this bed. They always just came to your room. So the feeling of this bed put you to sleep pretty quickly after the strain it took to get home and in this bed. 

“Detka it’s time to wake up so I can clean and put a new bandage on.” Wanda cooed, waking you up from your nap. You grunt as you struggle to sit up a bit more in the bed. Wanda pulls your shirt up and over your head leaving you exposed to her. Nat watching from a chair by the window with a book in hand. Wanda gently pulls off the bandage that is covering your surgical incision and bullet wound. 

Wanda throws that away before she moves to clean the area. You grab at her wrist stopping her actions. She looks up to your eyes as you stare into hers. “Why are you doing this? Look at me.” You use your other hand pointing to the large incision that will leave a nasty scar. “I’m broken, defective. I mean come on don’t you only care to keep me around for sex.” You look away from her eyes looking down. “Why don’t you just not and let it get infected so you two don’t have to worry about getting rid of me.”

“That’s not true detka.” Wanda says her voice breaks hearing your words. “You sure could have fooled me.” You can feel the bed dip on the other side of you but you just close your eyes. “For months I asked you, both of you to stay with me. It was always not now or maybe next time. There never was a next time.” You open your eyes as tears stream down your face. Looking up at Wanda. “I cried myself to sleep every time you would just fuck me then leave. All I am to you two is a fuck toy with holes that you can fill and then leave. I fucking love you two and I want you two. I thought that’s what you wanted too. That’s why I was being a brat that day. The day I got shot. I just wanted you to see me, but now all I am is broken and nothing for you.”

The sobs that wreck your body as you try to hold them back only causing you more pain as your body shakes. Your hand drops Wanda’s no longer able to hold it as you try to wrap your arms around yourself in comfort. Your head falls down where your chin is pressed to your chest. 

You then feel hands cupping your face and forcing you to look at one of them. Beautiful green eyes looking back at yours. “None of that is true. I’m sorry detka.” Wanda says tears spilling down her cheeks. 

You feel your face being turned towards another pair of piercing green eyes. “We are so sorry detka. We were scared that you still wanted to leave us. We didn’t want to let you in if you wanted to run again. But we realize that all we did was push you away.” Nat lets the tears fall from her eyes.

“When we saw you lying on that bed your heart stopped, we were scared that we lost you forever. We don’t want to lose you forever. You are everything to us and we are so sorry for pushing you away. Please forgive us. We want you here with us, we love you so much that it hurts. You are nothing but beautiful and strong and a scar is not going to change how beautiful you are to us.” Wanda says drawing your gaze back to hers. “Please don’t leave me.” Was all you could mumble out through the tears.

“We’ll never leave you again detka. You're staying right here with us. We love you so much.” Nat said as she wrapped her arms around you and so did Wanda. They were gentle not to hurt you or brush against your wounds.

As my crying started to calm down the two pulled away from you. “Do you think that maybe I could go out to the store sometimes. I like to go grocery shopping. You could even send Bucky with me. I like him, he is nice but I know you’d feel better if someone was with me. And maybe we could all go out together sometimes. I miss going to the movies.” You say quietly but loud enough that they will hear you. Worried that they will still turn you down after that.  

“We can talk about that later.” Wanda says. “Please I’ll be good, I promise I don’t want to leave you.” You plead with them hoping they will change their mind. “Detka we can talk about it when you're healed I promise. We want to make sure everything is set up right if you go out. Especially after you getting shot, we don't want anyone to hurt you again.” Nat added.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you.” You said excited that you will be able to go out again even if it is just to the grocery store. 

You finally let Wanda clean and put new bandages on before you all settled in the bed and watch a movie together.

It’s been 2 months since you got home from the hospital. Things still haven’t changed that much. You love that you now sleep in the same bed as them and you all do more couplely things. But the one thing you asked about, they still shoot you down each time. Saying that you will talk about it later, but later still never comes.  

It’s Saturday around 11am and you can hear Wanda and Nat in the kitchen. So you think today may be a good day to try and ask again. You walk into the kitchen seeing Wanda dance around cooking in only one of Nat’s large t-shirts and some underwear. Damn does she look hot doing that. Then you see Natasha sitting at the kitchen island sipping on some coffee and reading a book. You love the look of concentration on Nat’s face as she reads her book.

You're pulled out of your train of thoughts when you hear Wanda speak up. “Hi detka, want any food?” You give her a wide smile. “Yes please.” You take a moment to gather the courage to ask them what you really came in here to do. “But I, um… Wanted to ask if I can go to the store today? I want to make you guys dinner. It is something my mom used to make me all the time and I really want to make it for you two. If neither of you can take me I bet Bucky can.” You turn and look at Bucky who is posted as a guard in the house most days. “Right Bucky?” 

Nat lowers her book. “Detka we talked about this. When your healed we will have this conversation.” Nat's voice is soft but her answer frustrates you. “But I am healed. At least healed enough to go to the store and get a few things. Please?” You plead with Nat. 

“I said no. Now go eat what Wanda made before we consider a punishment instead.” Nat let out flatly looking back to her book. “You lied to me. Both of you lied to me. You said that when I was healed we would have a conversation about me being able to go out. Well guess what I’m better but here I am still asking for one simple thing.” You can feel the tears welling up as the words spew out of your mouth. “It is always later or just a plain no. It was all lies you told me that day. I thought you trusted me but I see the mistake is that I trusted you.” You quickly turn to leave. “I wish I would have just died that day instead.” You say in a low voice hoping they won’t catch it. 

But they do hear you. You make my way back to your old room. You can hear two pairs of footsteps behind you and your name being called but you don’t care. You just get to your room quickly shutting the door and locking it behind you. 

You fall to the ground as a sob rips from your throat. All you want is for them to trust and love you but you are just back to the fact that you are just their sex toy and nothing more. 

“Y/n open this door.” You hear Nat’s voice on the other side. She doesn’t sound angry but she is good at hiding her emotions. "Just leave me alone.” You say through the sobs as you get up moving towards the bed. “Detka we just want to talk.” Wanda’s kind voice comes through the door. “And I said leave me alone for fuck sake. God I’ll take a punishment later but just leave me the fuck alone.” You cry out as you make your way towards the bed crawling under the blanket and curling up into a ball. 

Behind the door seems to go silent for a few minutes. That is until you can hear the door handle being jiggled a bit. Then you can hear the gentle creaking of the door being open. Of course they picked the lock of the door. 

A hand is placed gently on your back but you have no energy to pull away. Your completely encased by the blankets so they can’t see you and you can’t see them. Of course they can see your form on the bed but not your actual body. 

“Detka we’re sorry that we haven’t talked about you being able to go out.” Natasha begins talking but all you can do is bury yourself further into the blankets. “Y/n sweetheart we just want to keep you safe. You are mostly healed but you still have plenty of healing to do.” Wanda adds in. “Yeah well I think a short trip to the store isn’t going to kill me.” You mumble through the blankets. 

You can now feel the blankets moving from around you as two bodies climb in under the blankets. Wanda hugs you from behind as Nat cups your face in front of you. Her eyes looking at you with sadness. 

“I’m sorry detka.” Nat says in a hushed tone. “Sorry doesn’t change anything. I can’t go out so can you please just leave me here alone.” You say pulling your face back out of her hands turning into the mattress. “We are not leaving you here alone.” Wanda said, placing a kiss on your exposed shoulder. 

“How about we all get dressed and get up?” Nat said, a hint of excitement in her voice. “What?” You question turning your head to look back at Nat. “Get up and get dressed, we are all going out today.” Nat smiled at you. “Really?” You say excited, your eyes lighting up at the thought of all of you going out. 

“Yes, now hurry and get up before I change my mind.” Nat laughed as you flung the blankets from your bodies. You scurry to get dressed followed by the other two women. They had moved all of your clothes to their room… your room you guess; when you started staying in there. You quickly throw on a band t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. Throwing on a retro looking pair of vans to finish off the look. Nat and Wanda getting dressed in some casual clothing before you all started walking to the garage. 

Once in the car Nat starts driving towards town. Wanda is in the front seat next to her while you sit in the back seat of the car. “I’m hungry, we didn't get to eat.” You say leaning forward between the seats. “Where would you like to go then?” Wanda questions pushing your head back to the back seat. Worried that if we get in an accident you'll get hurt. “There is this little diner that I use to go to all the time that has some of the best food. Can we go there?” You ask hoping that they will say yes. “Anything for you detka.” Nat smiles as she sees the wide smile on your face in the rearview mirror. 

You give Nat the directions to the diner and you get there pretty quickly. As you all step out of the car the place looks just like a remember it. It looks like an old 50’s diner that is smack dab in the middle of bigger more modern buildings. The neon lighting still looking as bright as the day it opened. 

You grab both of their hands and pull them into the diner. You slide into an open booth that is near the door. Wanda takes the seat next to you and Nat sits across from the both of you. The diner looks exactly how you would think it looks like. A long counter that you can sit at where older men read their newspaper as they sip on coffee. There is an assortment of pies in a case behind the counter. You have a small hole in the wall that gives you a view of the cooks in the kitchen. The diner has a red and white theme so the leather of the booths are a nice bright red and the tables have a mix of red and white on them. 

A woman in an outfit to fit that of a server in the 1950’s walks up to you with a pen and paper in hand. But this face you know. The server is someone you have seen for years and who you would consider a friend. 

“Y/n?” The woman asks you smile spreading across your face. “Emily!” You exclaim back. “Damn how have you been?” She moves her hands to her sides as she gives you a big smile. “It’s been a hot minute since I saw you." She chuckles looking between you and the women you are with. “I’m doing great. How have you been?” You question back. You can see some anxiety coming from the two women joining you in the booth but you're just so happy to be here and talking to someone you know that you don't even notice. 

“You know, living the dream.” Emily chuckles. “So who are these two fine ladies joining you today. The last time I saw you, you were still dating that one guy.” You grimace at her words. “Oh yeah, him. That jerk is history. This is Wanda and Natasha. They are my…” You pause for a moment not knowing what to call them. “Girlfriends, we are Y/n’s girlfriends.” Nat finishes with a smirk on her face. 

“Damn girl you got both of them. Congrats. I’m glad you got rid of that jerk, I never told you how much I hated him. So I’m glad you found these two lovely ladies.” Emily smiled and what she said made the three of you smile with her. "Me too.” You say softly. 

“Now enough chit chat, what can I get for you three.” Emily asks knowing she will get in trouble the longer she spends talking to you. “I’ll have my usual. A cheeseburger and fries. But this time I want a vanilla milkshake.” You say with a huge smile plastered on your face. “The milkshake, I see you can splurge on the big items now.” Emily jokes. “Yeah I’m not living paycheck to paycheck anymore so I can actually get the milkshake.” You happily tell Emily, but you can see the small frown that crosses both of your girls' faces. 

“I’ll have the same thing but with a strawberry milkshake.” Wanda smiles handing Emily back her menu. “I guess I’ll do the same as well but with a chocolate milkshake.” Nat finishes also handing Emily her menu back as well. “It will be out shortly. It was nice seeing you again Y/n.” Emily smiled, tucking the menus under her arm and taking the order to the little window for the kitchen. 

“Detka, could you not afford to have a milkshake before us?” Wanda asks you in a hushed tone. “Uh, no. I sometimes didn’t even have the money to get some food here. I would just come in and talk to Emily some nights.” You answer shyly. “I’m sorry sweetheart. Know that you will never have to worry about anything ever again as long as you are with us.” Wanda places an arm around your shoulder pulling you closer. “Thank you.” You say in a hushed tone. “Always detka.” Nat added, looking at the two of you cuddled on the other side. 

It doesn’t take long for the food to come. As all of you sit and eat Wanda chimes in. “Why don’t we go to the movies?” You about bounce of your seat. “Yes!” You can’t help your excitement. Movies are one of your favorite pastimes. So to be able to go to the theater with your girlfriends and enjoy a movie in a theater sounds amazing. 

Nat takes out her phone and looks up movies and showtimes that you all can go see. She slides her phone on the table and lets me look at them. “Ooo, I really have been wanting to see this.” You click on the movie Sing 2 and slide the phone back to Nat. “Well it looks like if we finish eating in the next 20 minutes we could make it to the 2pm show.” Nat says sliding her phone back in her pocket.

You start to shovel your food into your mouth in order to get done as soon as possible. “Detka slow down, you will make yourself sick eating so quickly. We will make it there on time.” Wanda tells you as she places her hand on your thigh. I swallow the food in my mouth before replying. “I’m just excited to go to the movies.”

“We can see that but we don’t need you choking or getting sick.” Nat chuckles as she finishes off her fries. “We promise to take you to more movies ok sweetheart.” Wanda adds. “Yes please.” You smile while taking another bite of cheeseburger. 

You all went to the movie which you enjoyed so much. It doesn’t matter which movie you see you will always enjoy watching them. After the movies Nat and Wanda took you to the mall to let you look around and shop, buying you anything that you wanted. You didn’t get much. You did get some new games for your switch but now you have everything you have ever wanted. You don’t need a lot of things to keep you happy. 

For the last stop of the day they didn’t tell you where they were taking you. They told you it was going to be a surprise. As you pull up to the store your eyes widen. You aren't normally the one to go to these stores, they always pick out things and bring them home so you're nervous. 

“A sex store?” You question as you all climb out of the car. “You’ve been such a good girl for us today we wanted to reward you.” Natasha husked before grabbing your hand and leading you towards the door. “Pick something you want to try. Me and Wanda will also go find some things to try.”

Once you are in the store you all go you separate ways in the store. You start to look around and you aren't sure what you are really looking for. So you wander aimlessly through the store. Until you stop at the wall that has something you have never tried but could be fun. As long as you get to go out more. On the wall in front of you are remote control vibrators. 

“Oh sweetheart you want us to play with you without even touching you.” Wanda husks in your ear as she comes up behind you. “Tease you and have you begging for release even in public.” She bites your earlobe as she pulls back and lets it snaps back. 

You can’t even think of forming words so you just nod your head thinking of how hot that would be. Wanda chuckles as she looks over the wall. She goes to grab one and pulls it down looking over the box. 

“This one I have heard good things about. Great for anywhere.” Wanda turns to you. “What do you think?” She hands you the box. You look at it for a few seconds before looking back into her piercing green eyes. “Yes.” Wanda takes it from you with a smile on her face as she leads you to find Nat. Once you find her and start walking towards her you can see her studying us. Her brow raises when she notices what’s in Wanda's hand. 

“Pick that all by yourself?” Nat husks out. “Not exactly. I had some help.” You say shyly wanting to cover your face as the blush creeps on your face. “I can’t wait to use it on you.” Nat moves closer to where only you and Wanda can hear her. You move to bury your face in the crook of Wanda’s neck in embarrassment. These two still make you feel anxious and flustered around them. 

“Don’t hide from us detka.” Wanda pulls your from her neck and smiles. “We just want to make you happy.” You nod your head in understanding as Nat takes your hand and laces her fingers with yours. Nat moves her other hand behind her back not letting you see what she has picked out.

“Why don’t we go check out and go home?” Nat asks as she leads you to the check out. Wanda places the box on the counter. You quickly look away embarrassed and also knowing Nat is trying to hide what she got for you also. Wanda starts to pull you outside and to the car. This time joining you in the back seat. 

Not long after Nat comes back to the car and gets in the driver seat. Noticing that Wanda has now joined you in the backseat so she sets the bag in the passenger seat. “I think for being such a good girl lately we will take you home and try out some of these new toys we got.” Nat husked out from the front seat as she started the car and started driving home. Wanda’s lips are instantly your neck sucking a spot. You let out a small moan at the action. Wanting more than anything to be home in the moment. 

Nat drove home as fast as possible while Wanda littered your neck with marks. As soon as the car turned off you pulled Wanda out of the backseat with you and made quick movements into the house. Nat was not far behind you carrying the new toys with her. Once you are all in your room you stop.

“Strip!” Nat demands. “By the time we get back I want to see you naked and ready for us on the bed.” She pulls Wanda towards the bathroom. You take no time stripping all of your clothes off and throwing them on the ground. You make your way to the bed crawling into the center of the bed already feeling your wetness smearing onto your thighs in ainticipation.

Wanda and Nat stepped out of the bathroom wearing nothing other than a strap on their waist. You can’t help the gasp that leaves your lips looking at them. You can tell that both their straps are new, larger than the others. Assuming Nat picked out both of them while at the store. 

Looking at how beautiful they are it starts to make me feel more self conscious. You look down to see the long scar that is on your stomach with a large round scar next to it where the bullet entered. You start to move your hands to cover yourself but you're quickly stopped. The bed dipping on either side of you. 

“Detka don’t hide from us.” Wanda grabs your hands, pulling them away from your body. “But you two are so incredibly gorgeous and then there is me who is scared and ugly.” You say not be able to look at either of them in the eye. 

A finger loops under your chin forcing you to look up at a pair of green eyes. “You are not ugly. That scar means you survived and we love you and find you perfect.” Nat says with a soft smile. Wanda places soft kisses along the scar to show that it means nothing to her. “Lay back detka, we are going to show you a good night.”

You lay back as Nat climbs off the bed and goes to the bottom drawer of the dresser. She pulls out some red silk as she comes back over to the bed, your eyes never leaving her form. You extend out your arms knowing what Nat wants to do. She ties your wrists to the headboard and then your ankles to the end of the bed. Leaving you spread out for the both of them.

“Look at our pretty baby ready for the taking.” Wanda purred, moving to your upper half, kissing you harshly. As you and Wanda make out, Wanda’s fake cock brushing against your hip. You feel Nat placing kissing between the valley of your breast working her way down your stomach. Getting closer and closer to where you want her most. 

“Please.” You beg when Wanda pulls away for air. Her lips moving down your jaw and to your neck. “Please what detka?” Nat husks out from below. “I want you to fuck me.” You say between some moans as you feel Nat's fingers swiping through your folds. Nat coats her fingers in your arousal and slowly circles your clit before moving her fingers down. She pushes a finger past your entrance, setting a slow pace. Wanda’s mouth moving down and sucking a nipple into her mouth. Your body arching into her touch. 

Nat adds another finger setting a faster pace as she moves her lips to suck on your clit. “Oh fuck!” You moan out. You can feel Nat smirk against your clit as she adds another finger stretching you out and bringing you closer and closer to the edge. But as soon as your walls begin to flutter around her fingers she slows her pace before pulling out completely. A whine leaving your lips at the loss of contact. Wanda having pulled back too.

“I’m not done with you yet.” Nat husks sitting up and getting herself positioned between your legs. You can feel the head of her cock brushing through your folds as she coats it in your juices. Every time the head of the cock touches your clit it sends shock waves through your body making your back arch. Nat moves the cock to your waiting hole and slowly pushes the head of the cock into you. You can feel the stretch, this being the largest strap you have ever taken. A moan ripped from your throat as Nat pushes in deeper bottoming out. From there she sets a fast pace pounding into you. Moan after moan leaving your lips as her hands were on your waist sure enough leaving bruises in their place. 

Wanda at the same time has her hands playing with your nipples. Pinching and rolling them between her fingers. “Fuck detka your taking my cock so well.” Nat pants out. “These cocks that me and Wanda have are special. They have their own cum reservoir. We can one day use them to fuck a baby into you. You want that whore. You want your mommies to fuck a baby into you.” She taunts spreading your legs out a bit more and raising your hips up just a bit to hit a new angel. 

“Fuck, yes Mommy.” You stutter out between moans. “Fuck a baby in me.” You can feel your orgasm quickly approaching with the pace that Nat has set fucking into you. “Mm, going to, to cum.” You mumble out. “Is my poor dumb baby about to cum?” Nat coos. “F-fuck, y-yes.” You stuttered out. 

“Then cum for Mommy.” Nat says with a powerful thrust. With that thrust you cum hard around Natasha’s cock. Her hand moving to the side and releasing the fake cum into you. She continues to fuck the cum further into you as she helps you ride out your high. As you come down Nat slowly pulls out of you. And Wanda removing her hands. 

Wanda unties your wrist as Nat undoes your ankles freeing you from the restraints on the bed. “Hands and knees detka.” Wanda demands as she moves away. You quickly get into the position as Wanda comes up behind you. You hear the distinctive crack of a lube bottle being open so you peer back at Wanda. Your thighs coated in your arousal knowing that you don’t need any of that for her to take you unless. That is when you spot the smaller toy in her hands. 

“I’m going to fuck you from behind but I’m going to get you ready to take the both of us.” Wanda smirks at your wide eyes. Knowing it has been a long time since you took the both of them. 

You watch with a strained neck as Wanda lubes up the vibrating toy before you watch her fingers move down placing the cold lube around your tight hole. The cold feeling making you jump a bit and Wanda to chuckle. Once she is satisfied she hands the bottle to Nat and moves to slowly start pushing in the smaller toy. You can feel the vibrations causing you to moan out as she slowly stretches your other hole. Once she had pushed it to the flared bottom she left it there. The vibrations giving you another form of stimulation. 

“Good girl.” Wanda coos. Wanda started to rub the head of her cock into your folds covering it in my juices before she moved to your entrance. She quickly bottomed out in one trust. “Fuck!” You moan out.

Wanda wasted no time setting a quick pace. One hand on your hip as the other snaked around your front and down to your clit rubbing circles. Her pace was unrelenting as skin was smacking skin. The sounds coming from the both of your bodies were filling the room. 

“God you're such a whore for us. You just love taking our cocks. You love it when we fill you up. Can’t wait to fuck a baby into you.” Wanda panted as she pounded harder into you. “Yes mommy. Feels so good.” Your arms give out as your face falls into the pillow below. 

Still sensitive from your last orgasm, this one is building fast. You can feel it and you know Wanda can tell too. Her hand on your hip moves up coming around your throat as she pulls your body flush against hers. Her hand squeezing just the right amount. Catching a moan and stopping it from coming out. 

“M-Mommy please. Wanna cum for you.” You choke out. Wanda chuckles. “Cum on mommies cock.” Those words sent you over the edge as a powerful orgasm goes through your whole body. Wanda shooting her load into you to join the one from Nat. If Wanda wasn’t holding you up you definitely would have collapsed on the bed. Your whole body shakes with aftershocks of your orgasm. Wanda slowly pumps in and out of you before slowly pulling out. Guiding your body down to the bed. The vibrations from the toy are still being felt.  

Wanda moves your body down as she goes to sit at the headboard. “Come here sweetheart you're going to ride my cock while Nat takes your from behind.” Nat helps you up and guides you towards Wanda.  “No more Mommy.” You whimper out already so sensitive from the other two orgasms you had. 

“Oh detka you can give us one more can’t you. Don’t you want to be our good girl?” Nat coos rubbing your shoulders as she guides you down onto Wanda’s cock. “Okay.” You mumble out.

You sink down on Wanda’s cock your body feeling heavy as you lean into the crook of Wanda’s neck. Nat gets behind you and you can feel her tug onto the toy filling your ass. She pulls it out and a moan rips from your throat from the action. You hear the opening of the lube bottle again as Nat covers her cock in lube. 

Once done with that Nat places it to the side and you feel the head of the cock probing at your other hole. You gasp as you feel the head of the cock pushing in. Nat slowly pushes in letting you get used to the feeling. Some pushes causing your body to arch and feeling Wanda already filling you full. 

Nat finally bottoms out both of them waiting for you to give them a signal to move. “S-So fucking full.” You say leaning into Wanda. “P-Please move.” With that they both start a pace and pattern. When one pulls out the other pushes in. They set a pretty fast pace of this. Moans of their names falling from your lips as they bring you closer to the edge. You're glad that you are wedged between them because you know you would have collapsed.  

“Look at our whore taking us both so well.” Nat said as she pounds into your ass. “So beautiful and perfect. Our cock whore loves to take both of us.” Wanda adds her hips thrusting up into you. “Only for you Mommies. Please.” You manage to moan out as you feel your third orgasm approaching. 

“Please what detka?” Nat husked, moving impossibly closer to you, her hips snapping roughly into your ass. Words are becoming harder as your head feels fuzzy from all the stimulation. ”F-Fuck …. Going to, to cum.” You finally were able to get out. 

“Hold it just a bit longer.” Wanda tells you. You can feel their trust getting sloppier as they continue to pound into you. The harnesses brushing against their sensitive nerves perfectly. “Please.” You pause. “Can’t hold it.” You can feel tears in your eyes. “Cum with us.” Nat husks biting down on your shoulder. 

You bite down on Wanda’s shoulder as you cum harder than you have ever cum before. Both of them shooting their loads into both holes. Your vision goes black as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your toes curling as you scream out soaking Wanda’s thigh and the sheets below from how powerful your orgasm is. Wanda and Nat coming along with you but a lot less powerful. Your body goes limp on Wanda, resting your head in the crook of her neck.

“Holy shit.” Wanda says, wrapping her arms around you. “Did she just?” Nat questioned. “Yes, she just squirted.” Wanda confirmed. “Mm sorry.” You mumble out from exhaustion. “Oh detka don’t be sorry about that. Matter of fact we would love to see you do it again.” Wanda says, moving your face to look at hers. “No more.” You plead. “We’re done tonight. You were such a good girl for us tonight.” Nat kissed your shoulder as she slowly pulls out. 

You whimper at the feeling. Your body feeling hypersensitive. Once Nat has finished pulling out she helps lift you off of Wanda slowly. You whimper as your body tries to curl up. “Come on detka, let's get you cleaned up.” Nat says lifting you into her arms and taking you into the bathroom. 

Nat set you down on the toilet making sure you go while she gets a warm bath ready. Wanda changed the bed before joining you in the bathroom. You were just about to fall asleep when you felt hands cupping your cheeks. 

“Hi.” Wanda whispered with a smile on her face. “Hi.” You mumble with a hoarse voice now after the events of tonight. “Let’s get you a bath then we can go to bed.” Wanda smiled at you. You nod your head as you held out your arms. Wanda chuckled as she let you wrap your arms around her and she carried you to the tub. Wanda climbs in and sits down gently moving you in between her legs. Nat gets in front of you, a smile on her face. Wanda and Nat help clean you up and wash your hair. You lean into Wanda as you start to drift off again. 

“Alright come on detka. Let's get you out of this water and dried off then bed.” Nat said. You turn and give her grabby hands as she lifts you up and out of the tub. Wanda gets out and has a fluffy towel ready to dry you off as Nat dries your hair. Wanda dresses you in one of her oversized shirts and a pair of underwear knowing you’ll probably get hot. Once the other two get dressed, Nat carries you into the bedroom and places you on the bed. Wanda gets on your left and you snuggle into her chest as Nat gets in behind you. She cuddles up to your back as your eyes flutter close. 

“I love you.” You mumble out as you start drift off to sleep. “We love you too.” Wanda says, placing a kiss on your forehead, Nat placing one on your shoulder. 

You now have everything you wanted. 

[waltermis]

Thinking

*In the middle of a HYDRA base caught in a shootout*

Y/N: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Yelena: Yes! And I agree, we should do it!

Y/N: Ewwww! You want to have sex with Natasha?? She's your sister!

Yelena: No! I thought you mean the missi- WAIT! YOU WERE THINKING ABOUT SEX WITH NAT?!?!

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bring him home | chapter two

Summary: After you decide to come out of your room again, you get back to your Avenging work.

Warning: MCU Spoilers. A lot of grief and sadness. Mind Wiping & torture.

Word Count: 1274

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A/N: I tried to use as much of the OG Bring Him Home story in this one. Also, oops I changed the schedule time because I’m impatient.

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Another month passed, and you felt like you were no further forward except for the fact that you now left your room more often. You spent hours with Natasha and Steve surrounded by stacks of missing person reports. They worked diligently beside you, their focus unwavering as they documented each case. 

You couldn’t shake the feeling of anger within you as you combed through the reports. Each name and face represents a life lost, swallowed by a mad titan. 

“He meant half, didn’t he?” you muttered, your tone laced with bitter venom. The whisper sliced through the silence like a knife. “Stupid, Purple, Prick!”

Your words startled your sister and Steve, their gazes snapped toward you with concern. It was rare that you expressed animosity. 

 “Hey, you okay?” Nat’s voice cut the tension, her eyes softened with empathy as she put the case she was reading down. You offered a noncommittal hum in response, you sniffed and blinked back tears as they threatened to spill over.

After a beat, Steve’s gentle voice broke through the heavy atmosphere without breaking his concentration on a report. “He loved you, you know,” he said, his words carrying a new weight of their own. “I spent years watching him with girls growing up, and he never looked at them the way he did you.” 

He lifted his gaze to meet yours, the sincerity in his eyes brightening a faint glimmer of solace. Deep down, you knew the truth. Bucky’s affection for you had always been unmistakable, even when he was brainwashed, no one could deny the connection.

You shot him a small smile, as you nodded in acknowledgment. Then, the three of you resumed your task, determined to sift through every last detail. 

As the hours passed, you began to grow exhausted, the weariness of the long day and night taking its toll. Your eyelids grew heavy, Natasha noticed the telltale sighs, the same you’ve had since you were both children. She reached out to gently nudge your shoulder.

“You need some rest,” she said, her voice soft with a note of concern. “It’s okay to take a break.”

Steve nodded in agreement, his expression mirroring Natasha’s concern. “She’s right,” he added. “We’ve got this,” he gestured to the rest of the reports that you hadn’t quite got to yet.

With a sigh, you nodded, allowing them both to take over as you retreated up to your bedroom. You sank into your bed, not worrying about getting changed or washing your face, and closed your eyes.

~

As time passed, you were dragged deeper into the Red Room’s web, your innocence chipped away as you were molded into their weapon.

During your teen years, you began to think you had grown accustomed to the brutal realities of the Red Room, you had witnessed horror. It was around this time you were assigned a mission, one that had been deemed crucial by your handlers. They made it clear that failure wasn’t an option.

You carried out your mission with precision, listened to every order, and stayed quiet. However, circumstances beyond your control led to your mission failing. You knew your punishment would be awaiting your arrival back at the Red Room. 

What you didn’t expect was to witness the Winter soldier undergoing a punishment of his own.

Your handlers escorted you toward a room you never knew existed, you caught his gaze as you walked past a window peering into it. He was sat in a large chair surrounded by machinery in the center. To your surprise, they stopped and gestured for you to enter the room.

The Winter Soldier’s expression was impassive, yet you could sense the tension weighing on him. A subtle tightening of his jaw betrayed his inner turmoil as he watched you walk further into the room.

They continued to escort you to one side of the room, “You should have been more vigilant, more thorough,” one of your handlers spoke, his voice dripping with contempt as he leveled his gaze down at you.

You wanted to lash out, you wanted to scream at them, but you held your tongue, only using your eyes to shoot the draggers at him. Saying anything now would only make it worse. 

Meanwhile, the technicians continued their work, their movements methodical as they operated the machinery. The Winter Soldier’s gaze never dropped from yours from the moment he saw you through the window. He knew what was to come, if you hadn’t known him better, you would have sworn that tears were welling, threatening to spill. 

Before you knew it, they forcefully thrust a mouthguard into his mouth. He was then shoved back into the chair, helpless against the machinery as it clamped around him, keeping him in place.

His cries were stifled by the mouthguard, but the echoes reverberated through the room. Unable to bear what you were witnessing, you instinctively shut your eyes tight and covered your years, trying to block out the harrowing scene. 

The handles turned their attention back to you, their faces twisted into cruel smiles, one of the men grabbed your wrist and dragged you forward. “Since you’re responsible for this failure,” he sneered, “you should witness the consequences.” 

You weren’t given a second to protest before he was holding your face in place, forcing you to watch as the Winter Soldier’s mind was wiped. With each agonized twitch his muscles made, you felt his pain as a shiver shot down your spine.

It was a punishment unlike any you had seen, it was designed to not only erase his memories but to torment you. It was while you watched helplessly that you realized that between Hydra and the Red Room, there was no room for compassion or forgiveness.

~

The memories of Bucky loomed large in your mind, all of them playing at once, a constant reminder that he isn’t here anymore. It was added fuel to the flame that began to burn hot and bright without you, a relentless inferno that started to rage.

A gentle knock on the door grated again your nerves, her voice was gentle but an intrusion as she called out to you from the other side. “You awake?”

Erupting from your bed, the fury coursed through your veins. With each step, you thought the ground was trembling beneath your feet. 

Swinging your door open, you stormed past Natasha without a second glance, the air cracked with intensity of your anger as you began making your way towards the gym. “Don’t talk to me,” you growled, the words dripped with venom, your tone directed at her was as if she herself had taken Bucky from you.

Her brow furrowed in concern, but chose not to argue and allowed you to pass without protest. Once she heard the sound of the stairs door slamming shut behind you, she entered your room, placing the tray of breakfast snacks on your desk. 

Alone with your anger, you made a beeline for the nearest punching bag. With each strike, the bag swung wildly, the force of your blows echoing through the room. Tears started to stream down your cheeks, mingling with the sweat that dripped from your brow. 

Each punch was a release, but as you rained blow after blow, the weight of your grief bore down. You cried out in anguish, the sound raw and primal as it echoed around the empty gym. 

Exhausted, you sank to your knees, your emotions of the last two months leaving you drained. Your cries faded into silence, replaced by the thud of your heartbeat.

With a heavy sigh, you allowed yourself a moment of stillness.

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[starksbabie]

sweetest slumber [blurb.]

event masterlists: nyx’s half, eun’s half 

summary: Natasha brings her infant daughter home from the hospital, she reflects on all she went through to get to this point while her newborn sleeps on her chest.

featured from the Romanoff family: Natasha Romanoff (mom), Evva (infant daughter) 

warnings: None other than some heart-melting fluff

an: Thank you for reading this fun little peace from the “aww, avengers” kid fic collection. I hope you enjoy it! As always reblogs are deeply appreciated as that is how our blogs grow.

Natasha sets the infant car seat on top of the dresser in the nursery, the room that she’s spent hours decorating, making sure each piece coordinates and is comforting but not overstimulating. She gently undoes the latches and lifts out the itty-bitty bundle that is her sleeping daughter Evva. Natasha sits in the rocking chair by the window and rests the infant on her chest, making sure she’s comfortable and warm as she gently rocks.

Through all her years of first being an assassin, then being an avenger, she never allowed herself to have this dream. She relegated herself to just being auntie Nat, but nothing could compare to this feeling: the amazing warmth she felt when the nurse handed her Evva, just a day prior.

The auburn-haired ex-assassin looks out the window and almost cannot believe that this is her life. That she is finally getting the chance she always wanted to be a mom. She’s so thankful for the adoption agency for approving her, and for the young woman who chose her to be Evva’s mom.

Evva shifts in her arms and she glances down at the chubby-cheeked cherub resting against her and smiles, “it’s okay, detka, you’re safe. I swear I will never let anything happen to you,” she presses a soft kiss to her daughter’s forehead as she settles back into sleep.

She thinks about all the firsts she’s going to get to experience right along with Evva. First smile, first steps, first day of school, first time at the gun range, old habits die hard after all. Natasha doesn’t even realize that she’s crying until the first tear drips off her chin. She wipes her face and snuggles her baby closer.

Evva stirs and wakes as she’s shuffled and looks up at her mom, letting out a soft sound.

Natasha looks down at her and smiles, her voice a little wet as she speaks, “I’m sorry, detka. I didn’t mean to wake you,” she keeps gently rocking in the chair hoping to keep Evva settled. 

Evva yawns gently and stretches out, grabbing a fistful of her mom’s shirt before closing her eyes again, resting her head over Natasha’s heart and letting the gentle rocking motion of the chair, and the soft dun-dun of her mother’s heart lull her back to sleep.

Natasha thanks her lucky stars that she seems to have a calm baby, but who knows what the next weeks, and months will bring. All she knows is that she is excited for this new chapter, where she finally gets to be exactly who she wants to be.

[drghostwrite]

Fic voting!!!!!!

guess who’s baaccck!… so it’s been a hot minute but I need some other fresh ideas for the works, I’ve done a number recently and still have some in the queue but I want a little bit of a break so I’m gonna let my lovelies decide…

Whooo… some exciting choices, yall have 1 week to tell me what you want so go crazy. Make you’re friends vote idc but vote!

xoxo,

Dr. Ghost

[mrs-pianofandom-98]

Maria Hill x Little reader

Little one

Summary:You were a top sheild agent. You and Maria having know eachother for years. You need ways to cope with your stress and just life. But you never expected to be found out by the closest person to you.

You were a top SHEILD agent up there with even Natasha Romaoff and Clint Barton. You took on any mission, did any report just for the thrill. You pushed yourself to the point of almost exhaustion. You and Maria have been close since your rookie years. The two of you are practically soulmates in every way but you both never mention the tension but everyone around you sees it.

But a side to you no one, not even Maria sees,a side of complete vulnerability and need for dependance. Your escape from the exhaustion of the real world. The mindspace where you got to be innocent and childlike the headspace you never got to experience because of life.

Maria was worried about you. She could see the dark circles and the spaced out look you’ve been wearing. She had tried to subtly suggest taking a break or for you to take a few days off of work. She knew you well enough to know you’d work yourself to the bone. She approached your office for what felt like the twentieth time this week. Not even knocking as she entered.

“We need to talk-” The commander started in but froze when she noticed you weren’t sitting at your desk. She couldn’t see you no where but she knew you hadn’t left your office at all. But she stopped when she heard what sounded like a whimper. “Y/n..?” The commander made her way around the desk.

You were under the desk everything got too much..the files..the deadlines..it was all too big for you. Your headspace was so fuzzy you could barley mustered anything but whimpered and whines.

Maria had never seen you so distraught and panicked “Tell me honestly,” she said her voice gentle “What’s going on?” She reached out and placed a hand on your arm,feeling how tense you were her expression softened.

“Toos mu-muchs..” You were trying to talk so badly you needed to form coherent sentences. You were slipping far to quickly to even try and mask anything. You didn’t want maria finding out and thinking any less of you. But you were surprised when you were picked up gently into the arms of the commander.

“It’s alright..breathe.” She spoke softly as she closed your laptop and kept you close to her. She had seen this behavior before on missions she knew signs of regression she was trying to be calm. You clung to the familiar comfort “No mad..?” You mumbled as you tried to even your breathing. “No sweet thing not mad at you, never. Mad at all the big work your littleself was doing.” She said as she bopped your nose.

Causing you to giggle as you wiped your eyes. Maria looked at you as if you were the most precious thing. She knew she’d have to have a conversation but right now just focus on the little one infront of her.

[creative-caramel-coffee]

The Spiders Sister - Chapter 6

Summary: Reader goes to a stark party to meet some new people.

TW: Drinking, parties (ew), minor blood

Words: 2k

A/n Sorry for the late update my life is chaos.

Looking around at all the people you felt yourself beginning to feel a little insecure. You could pick out most of the people in the room from the TV alone. These weren’t just your average everyday people, these were superhero’s. And despite having powers yourself you still felt like you didn’t belong among legends.

Without realising it you had popped out your fangs, a small habit that displayed your nerves. You did realise it when it nicked your tongue. The coppery taste of blood in your mouth for a second before it healed.

Starting to feel a little overwhelmed Wanda placed a hand on your arm. Her touch was grounding and you were slowly being pulled back out of your own head and back to the party.

“It’s alright if it’s a bit much. It was for my first time as well. Are you ok?” Wanda said quietly to you.

You swallowed and nodded. “I’m alright. Just gimme a sec.”

Steeling your nerves and swallowing down your anxiety you stood a little taller and nodded to Wanda who was silently observing you.

After giving you a moment to adjust Wanda begun shepherding you over to a small group of people. Seemingly taking it upon herself to introduce you to people knowing if it was up to you, you would stay in the corner all night.

Before you had even realised Natasha had left your side she was handing you a drink with a cute little umbrella.

“I figure you liked it a bit fruity.” She said with a wink and your cheeks heated under the glare you shot her as she sipped her vodka martini.

As you arrived in front of the group Wanda seemed to want to introduce you to first, you took a sip of the drink, finding it to be rather good.

Looking around the group Wanda begun introducing you to it was an odd bunch.

“Y/n,” Wanda begun, gesturing to a tall blonde woman in a leather jacket. “This is Carol, or captain Marvel.” Wanda said with a teasing tone as carol rolled her eyes.

“Hi.” You said and Carol smiled warmly at you.

“Nice to meet you Y/n.” Carol said extending a hand which you took. She had a firm handshake and warm but not sweaty hands. The kind but mischievous twinkle in her eyes promised a fun kind of trouble.

“This old man is Nick Fury.” Natasha said clapping a hand on the back of a dark-skinned man with an eyepatch.

“Watch yourself Romanoff.” He said but Nat just smirked. “Nice to meet you kid.” He said extending a hand. After shaking his hand Natasha introduced you to the last person in the group.

“This is Agent Maria Hill.” Nat said elbowing her in the ribs and receiving a heatless glare in response.

“Nice to meet you.” She said giving a welcoming nod to you which you returned.

“So I hear you’re the newest spider in town?” Carol asks smiling at you as she took a swig of her beer.

“Uhhh … yeah.” You said rubbing the back of your neck.

“No need to be so nervous kid, we don’t bite. Unless you want me to.” Carol winked and you smiled back shyly not realising your fangs were out.

“Wow kid. Nice teeth.” Carol said. “Is that a spider thing?” She said looking curious.

“Yeah.” You said putting them away again.

“That’s pretty cool.” Carol said.

“We’re lucky she doesn’t bite.” Wanda said teasingly.

“I dunno,” Nat said rejoining the group with Maria. “I’d let her bite me.” She said with a wink and you choked on the sip you had just taken of your drink.

Coughing as Nat burst out laughing, Wanda pounded your back while Maria was lecturing Natasha in an amused fashion. Carol simply watched with a grin which matched Nats despite being told off.

Fury simply watched with his upper lip twitching as if it wanted to smile but wasn’t allowed which would probably have some level of accuracy to it.

When you regained your composure and your voice, your cheeks were stained with a dark blush.

“So, are you an avenger now kid?” Carol asked.

“I’m not sure.” You said.

“Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to Stark and Rogers about that one.” Fury said looking at you for a reaction. You simply blinked looking at him and only looking away when you realised, he wasn’t going to elaborate.

“Either way, welcome to our little bunch. If you ever need anything or just to escape the compound of chaos, give me a call.” Carol said and Maria agreed.

“I’ve only ever seen Nat take a liking to something this fast once before and that was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.” Maria said receiving a punch from Nat in the arm replying only with a smirk.

“So, how’d the whole spider thing happen?” Carol asked looking curious.

“I should have said this is y/n Parker.” Wanda said emphasising your last name.

“Like Peter Parker?” Carol asked.

“My little brother.” You clarified with a nod.

“So does being part spider run in the family or did you both do a deal with Satan?” Maria asks and you laughed feeling a bit less anxious now the vibe had changed and there was some alcohol in your blood.

“Peter and I both ended up on the field trip where he got his powers. I was chaperoning and he was … being Peter. Anyways Parker luck and we both got bit by the dumb spider.” You said.

“So you’ve just been keeping a low profile since?” Maria asked.

“Yeah. Something like that. I mean I would take Peter’s old suits for a spin when I could but not too often. Our powers differ a little so I had to play the part and not do some things he couldn’t.” You shrugged sipping your drink again.

“Well it sounds like your well adjusted to it all.” Carol complimented.

You snorted in response. “Adjusted, maybe. Cursed, definitely. What can I say Parker luck is real. I almost got it tattooed once.” You said shrugging.

“Well, it’s been great to see you all again, but I need to take y/n to make the rounds. Learn some new names and see some fresh faces.” Wanda said saying goodbye before dragging you away with her hand clasped tightly around your own.

Natasha lingered with her friends for a little longer while wanda and you were swallowed up into another small group as wanda didn’t want to overwhelm you with too many people at once.

When she came to a stop you were stood in front of a few couches with various familiar faces lounging around talking and laughing.

“Hi honey.” A voice said and you looked over to the blue couch to see Aunt May sat next to Pepper, both holding a glass of white wine.

“Hi Aunt May.” You said feeling a little more comfortable with her around. She always made you feel safe.

“You look amazing sweetheart.” May said.

“I love the dress.” Pepper pitched in and you nodded thanking her.

Pepper patted the seat next to her and you slid into the spot beside her as Natasha appeared from nowhere and handed you a new drink, taking the glass you hadn’t realised was empty.

“Fruity.” Natasha whispered in your ear but this time you swatted her as she disappeared laughing to get herself another drink.

“How many of those have you had?” May asked.

“Not nearly enough to be drunk with my metabolism.” You said rolling your eyes.

“You your brother will drink me out of house and home, and I already feed four enhanced people with the metabolism of fifteen people.” Tony said rolling his eyes.

“Be nice Tony. Plus, Peter can’t even drink yet.” Pepper said swatting his arm.

“Oh right. Yeah, that kids never touching alcohol. I watched him trip over his own feet too many times in the past week to count. I can’t imagine he would be able to even stand if he ever got drunk.” Tony said shaking his head at the idea making you and May laugh.

“Im afraid they both are clumsy.” May said and you groaned scrubbing a hand over your face.

“Really?” Wanda asked her curiosity peaked. “Any good stories?” She asked with a mischievous smirk on her lips.

“Oh, too many to count.” May said laughing and waving a hand to indicate how many.

“Please enlighten us.” Clint said seemingly having appeared from nowhere and plopping himself down on the couch opposite pepper and may. He slung an arm around Tony who promptly shoved him off.

“Personal space birdbrain.” Tony grumbled. “But please, do spill.” He said ignoring pepper protective glare he was receiving.

“Oh, I don’t know…” May said glancing at you as you shook your head pleading with her to drop it. “What about just the flip trip one?” She asked and you swallowed pausing for a second before nodding.

“Fine.” You grumbled as Clint and Tony cheered.

“Whats got feathers and grease monkey so happy?” Nat said sitting down next to Clint.

“Story-time about the Parker’s.” Stark said. “More importantly … embarrassing story time.” He clarified and nat looked at you with a raised brow as you just shook your head and slumped over to bury your face in Wanda’s neck. The alcohol making you slightly more confident and comfortable around them.

“Alright. Well as long as I can recall they have both been clumsy. But there was one time after the spider-bite that their spider sense made it even more interesting. Peter was going into their room and Y/n was heading to the living room. They both must have sensed it because peter tripped over his own feet and before he could land flat on his face, he did a front flip and landed in a crouch with one hand on the ground. Y/n would have been in his way, but she had hopped up and stuck to the ceiling. So, she was hanging on by her fingertips and peter was standing back up as she let go of the roof and fell on top of him.” May said with a chuckle.

Tony’s face was lit up like a kid on Christmas. Pepper was stifling a smile and Nat had snorted into her drink. Wanda was trembling slightly under you as her body shook with suppressed giggles as her hand glided softly through your hair as your face was still buried in her neck hiding.

Clint whistled lowly. “Impressive … yet also not.” He said chuckling to himself.

“ok enough of that.” You whined and May smiled at you softly.

“Alright honey. How about pepper tells us some stories about stark.” May said sharing a mischievous smirk with pepper who immediately grinned at stark who grumbled to himself about betrayal.

As pepper launched into a story about the time the great Tony stark had turned up to a meeting sans pants, May pulled you aside.

“You haven’t told them have you?” She said in a low whisper.

“Told them what?” You mumbled looking at your shoes.

“Come on Y/n. I know its different now but he’s not just your brother. I know it hurts but he’s still your-“

“I know.” You said cutting May off before she could finish and say the word that brought pain to your very soul. “But he’s not May. Not anymore … its different. I had to live without him for five years. It changes you. It changed me.“ you mumbled wishing you had grabbed your drink before this impromptu sidebar.

“They’ll see your file eventually, they will connect the dots. It would be better coming from the two of you if you told them yourselves.” May said taking on a sad almost worried voice.

“I’ll talk to Petey about it.” You said and she rubbed a hand up and down your bicep and offered as small smile.

“Good.” May said before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

As the two of you rejoined the group your eyes had a little less of a glint in them. The pain still raw from things you didn’t want to remember.

The battle against Thanos had been somewhat of a sore subject around the tower and you didn’t want to bring up the avengers failure.

The rest of the party was smooth sailing as things began to die down.

@tia-thesimp @lizzielillvr @leenasayeed @justarandomreaderxoxo @sycamorelibrary754 @dorabledewdroop @redwolfqueen19 @sadlesbeansstuff @idkwhatever580

 

[miss-nandini]

HC: You are Natasha Romanoff's daughter

Sweet Ms. Romanoff who is solving everyone's problems. Mysterious Ms. Romanoff who is everyone's favourite. Feisty Ms. Romanoff who doesn't fear anyone and will kick anyone's ass. Selfless Ms. Romanoff who is ready to sacrifice for her loved ones. Sneaky Ms. Romaoff who can kill with looks. Magicless, just a normal human Ms. Romanoff with an awesome skill-set and a brilliant mind. Beautiful Ms. Romanoff who is just like her mother Natasha Romanoff.

Grim: You are not too bad as a hench-human, ya know.

Ace: How come you manage to look so cool all the time?

Deuce: Y-you are super cool!

Cater: Take a pic with me.

Trey: You are an enigma.

Riddle: You never fail to surprise me.

Leona: Tch, herbivore, you really are something, huh?

Ruggie: You should be in Savanaclaw!

Jack: You are...cool.

Azul: You are full of surprises.

Jade: Ah, you certainly aren't a damsel in distress.

Floyd: Shrimpyy~ you are really cool~

Kalim: You are mesmerizing.

Jamil: Shocking.

Vil: You are very beautiful.

Rook: Mon trickster~ you really are the best.

Epel: Where did you learn those?

Idia: Y-you are so smart!

Lilia: Feisty~ I see!

Silver: Will you teach me your moves?

Sebek: Huh, you are not so useless for a magicless human.

Malleus: Ah, such a noble lady you are.

[majorly-massive-marvel-society]

Muse list.

The Avengers.

Janet Van Dyne/The Wasp:188lbs.

Natasha Romaoff/Black Widow:529lbs.

Carol Danvers/Mar-Vell/Captain Marvel:382lbs.

Riri Williams/Iron Heart:1,300lbs.

West Coast Avengers.

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch:153lbs.

Jessica Drew/Spider Woman:666lbs.

Jennifer Walters/She Hulk:1,174lbs(as Jen and MUCH heavier as She Hulk but looking only physically a bit larger.)

Greer Nelson/Tigra:403lbs.

The X-Men.

Jean Grey/Madam X:1,212lbs.

Anna Marie Darkholme/Rogue:1,118lbs.

Jubilation Lee/Jubilee:482lbs.

Ororo Munroe/Storm:898lbs.

Fellow Defenders.

Sue Storm/Invisible Woman:1,525lbs.

Elektra Natchios/The Daredevil:583lbs.

Nebula:468lbs.

Cindy Moon/Silk:1,215lbs.

Various Antagonist.

Kaang the Conqueror:1,300lbs.

Gamora:899lbs.

Raven Darkholme/Mystique:543lbs.

Amora the Enchantress:254lbs.

[pixiedane]

Great questions.

Would they go?

Anakin Skywalker — the Jedi clearly do not believe in therapy and would absolutely not let him go but given the chance he would LOVE therapy (Palpatine is basically Anakin's therapist in canon UGH).

Ben Solo — he would have to be forced to start but like Anakin, given the chance he'd like it and want to continue (though he might not admit it)

Daenerys — absolutely not

Narissa — therapy is for Federation losers

Narek — he would if he could hide it from his sister

Jack Crusher — I will never not be mad about the horrific portrayal of mental healthcare in Picard. Jack would go but he would have a HUGE (and reasonable!) chip on his shoulder about it.

Katrina Cornwell — is a therapist. Yes.

Christine & Spock — well, now I want to write a couples therapy au. Both would be reluctant to go.

Seska — therapy is for Federation losers

Wanda Maximoff — not voluntarily. She, too, has had only terrible interactions with mental healthcare.

Natasha Romaoff — therapy is for American losers

Kara Thrace — not unless ordered and she wouldn't take it seriously for weeks. But she could get there.

Jinx — absolutely not

Elliot Stabler — doesn't like it but goes willingly when requested

Elliot Stabler Jr. — every week

Allison Cameron — yes

Emma Swan — no

Soryu Asuka Langley — therapy is for losers

What is the diagnosis?

Anakin Skywalker — Borderline Personality Disorder + Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Ben Solo — Borderline Personality Disorder + Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Daenerys — Bipolar or Schizoaffective Disorder

Narissa — Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Narek — Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Jack Crusher — Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Katrina Cornwell — Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Christine & Spock — Borderline Personality Disorder + Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder & Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Seska — Antisocial Personality Disorder

Wanda Maximoff — Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Natasha Romanoff — Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Kara Thrace — Borderline Personality Disorder + Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder 

Jinx — Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Elliot Stabler — Obsessive Compulsive Personality Disorder (this is different from OCD) + Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder 

Elliot Stabler Jr. — Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

Allison Cameron — Borderline Personality Disorder

Emma Swan — Borderline Personality Disorder

Soryu Asuka Langley — Borderline Personality Disorder + Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder 

guess what my diagnosis is

What is the therapeutic plan?

Anakin Skywalker — leave the Jedi, dialectical behavior therapy

Ben Solo — schema-focused cognitive therapy

Daenerys —  antipsychotics, cognitive behavioral therapy

Narissa — schema-focused cognitive therapy

Narek — antidepressants, cognitive behavioral therapy

Jack Crusher — antipsychotics, cognitive behavioral therapy

Katrina Cornwell — cognitive behavioral therapy

Christine & Spock — antidepressants, cognitive behavioral therapy + couples therapy & mentalization-based therapy + couples therapy

Seska — cognitive behavioral therapy

Wanda Maximoff — cognitive behavioral therapy

Natasha Romanoff — cognitive behavioral therapy

Kara Thrace — antidepressants, dialectical behavior therapy

Jinx —  antipsychotics, dialectical behavior therapy

Elliot Stabler — schema-focused cognitive therapy

Elliot Stabler Jr. — antidepressants, cognitive behavioral therapy

Allison Cameron — cognitive behavioral therapy

Emma Swan — dialectical behavior therapy

Soryu Asuka Langley — dialectical behavior therapy

Thinking about the post I just reblogged from @pixiedane about whether my blorbos need therapy and thinking about the question of ‘would they go’ is also interesting. (Also assuming therapist is a good one what is the diagnosis/therapeutic plan)

[amandajoyce118]

There are not actually 12 characters (you know, because there are 12 zodiac signs) with fully fleshed out personalities in this movie, so a few of these are slight cheats, but they still work.

Obviously, spoilers for the movie. Throughout the whole list this time.

[mr-tony-stark]

Seems your on my mind again, handsome..

only one place I'd rather be than there, Red.

[penpatronuswhump]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21084692/chapters/66207574

……That was when a bullet punctured the kitchen window behind Clint. The bullet went through his back, exited the upper right side of his chest, and continued on into the right side of Natasha’s chest.

“Oh,” Nat said.

“Fuck,” said Clint.

They both collapsed to the floor.

Peter ducked as a dozen bullets came through the same window.

“Parker,” Clint said with red teeth, his voice barely audible over the gunfire, eyes glowing in the firelight, “get her downstairs.”

Natasha coughed. A glob of blood leaked down her chin. “N-no,” she stuttered, “take… him…”

“Peter, do what I say.”

“He has a wife and kids, Peter, take him down to them!”

“Shut up, Nat!”

“You… shut… up… Barton…”

“Both of you shut up!” Peter bellowed. The assassins looked at him shocked, and a little annoyed. “Shut the fuck up and let me save you both!” Peter grabbed Nat and Clint by the wrists, got up onto his knees, and dragged them both to the basement door. He kicked it open and then, struggling to keep the backs of their heads from slamming down on each step, he walked backward, hauling their bodies downstairs….

CONTINUED::

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21084692/chapters/66207574

[starksbabie]

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nyx’s half of her kid fic event with eun (@comfortcap)!

find eun’s half of the collection here!

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blurbs.

sweetest slumber | mom!natsasha romaoff and daughter evva romaoff | natasha cannot believe the one thing she's always dreamed of is finally hers

baby bath time | dad!bucky barnes and daughter becca barnes | bucky gives his three-year-old daughter her bath before bed and things get a little silly

bravest boy | mom!wanda maximoff and son billy maximoff | wanda helps her son realize that he is brave enough to dust himself off and try again, even when he's scared