#elizabeth olsen x sick!reader

[goldenempyrean]

When It Rains, It Pours

〚 Notes - Hey! So this was actually a collab with @lots-of-pockets ! We worked together to write this so hopefully you enjoy! This was definitely a new experience and it was a lot of fun too, theres a chance for a pt2 if anybody would wanna see that! 〛

〚 Summary- Lizzie had stormed out of the house and straight into the pouring rain of the ongoing downpour...that really couldn’t have been good for her health. Luckily she had you there to take care of her. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 2700 〛

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As the rain battered loudly against the windows, you knew something was wrong. Lizzie had been quiet all evening, barely touching her dinner and avoiding eye contact with you for the whole of your meal despite you trying to engage her in conversation whilst simultaneously trying to figure out what was wrong - because something definitely was.

Then you made your mistake. It was one snide comment. Something so trivial. Any other day she would’ve smirked and thrown back a witty come back right back towards you…but not this time.  

Instead she suddenly stood up, “No, absolutely not. Fuck this.” She hissed, her eyes burning daggers into you as she accidentally over her glass before marching straight towards out of the kitchen and towards the entrance to your home. Without another word, she flung open the main door and stormed out into the pouring rain outside, not bothering to stop and grab her coat before slamming the door closed behind her with a heavy thud.

“What the f-“ A loud crack of thunder had interrupted your curse as the bright flash of lightning briefly illuminated the dark sky outside before the already heavy rain began to violently beat down against the windows.

You found yourself cursing again, this time for another reason. Lizzie can’t be outside in that weather. There were a million reasons but most of all, it just wasn’t safe, especially not when you’d had severe weather warnings all week long. Without a second thought, you rushed to grab your coat and car keys before hurrying outside to go find your wife.

The heavy rain on the windshield of your car obscures your vision despite the window wipers going at full speed. You could barely see two foot in front of you, and you’d lost count of just how many times you’ve had to quickly slam your foot onto the break to prevent an accident.  

Half an hour had passed since your wife had stormed out of the house, and despite your best efforts, you were no closer to finding her than you were when you'd first started.  

Your concern had now grown to the point of being almost frantic, and despite your best efforts to blink them away, salty tears had begun to steadily stream down your cheeks.  

Where in the heck was she?  

Deciding you'd have better luck on foot, you pull your car off to the side of the road before climbing out. You were almost immediately soaked by the torrential downpour, and your mind instantly drifts back to Lizzie. She'd been out in the rain a lot longer than you had, so you could only imagine what state she'd be in when you find her.  

Almost like God himself had heard your silent prayer, the familiar green of the hoodie she had put on this morning catches your eye from a few hundred years away. Her small figure seemed to be slumped defeatedly beneath a tree, and you blindly grab her coat from the passenger seat before quickly making your way over to her.  

"Oh honey," you murmur once you get close enough. She was absolutely soaked to the bone; clothing saturated, hair plastered to either side of her face and her bottom lip visibly trembling.  

Lizzie looks up at you, eyes shiny with what you could only assume were unshed tears. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't..."  She trails off, seemingly insure on what she could say to make the situation better, and you shook your head dismissively as you crouched down and place the thick coat over her shoulders.  

She seemed to instinctively curl into the warmth, allowing you reach forward and brush a soaked strand of hair out of her face.  

"Let's go home, okay?" You murmured as you trailed the pad of your thumb over the wet skin, and Lizzie could only nod.

You stood up and hold out your hand for her to take. Lizzie seemed to hesitate for a moment before placing her small hand in yours, and you gently tugged her up to her feet. She leant heavily against you as you begin to walk back to the car, and you wrap an arm around her waist to steady her, not wanting her to slip on the muddy grass.

The journey back to your house is silent, the only sounds being the seemingly endless supply of raindrops hitting against the windshield along with the soft sniffles coming from your wife in the passenger seat. You're not entirely sure what had caused her to react so strongly earlier, but you know that you need to give her the space and time she needs to work through it. The last thing you wanted to do was to make things worse.

As you pull into your driveway, you turn off the car's engine and sit in silence for a few moments. Lizzie is still leaning against you the window, and you can see her still trembling slightly.  

"Come on," you say softly, giving her a gentle nudge so she’d look up and realise that you were home, "Let's get inside and dry off. This weather’s nasty."

Lizzie nodded wordlessly, and you both make your way inside the house. As soon as you're through the door, you headed straight to the bathroom, where you start running a warm bath for her.

"Here," you said, passing Lizzie a towel. "Get out of those wet clothes, and I'll bring you something dry to wear."

Lizzie nodded again, taking the towel from you and disappearing into the bathroom. You could hear the sound of running water as you headed to the bedroom to find some dry clothes for her.

When you return to the bathroom, Lizzie is already in the bath, the warm water enveloping her. She looks up as you enter, and for a moment, you both just stare at each other.

"I'm sorry," Lizzie said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what came over me."

"It's okay," you reply, sitting down on the edge of the bath. As you sat beside her, you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for your snide remark earlier. You had no idea what was going on with her, and you should have been more supportive instead of adding to her stress.  

But you also couldn’t have known how she was feeling due to the fact she’d refused to talk to you, so you knew neither one of you were solely to blame.  

“What happened?” You ask, making your voice as unaccusing as possible.  

Lizzie sighs as she lays her head against the back of the tub. “It was nothing. Not really. I was just having a bad day. A build up of lots of things, you know?” She tentatively flickers her eyes over at you, and you find yourself nodding in understanding. You reach out and grab her hand that had been resting on the side on the tub, allowing her fingers to tangle with her own.  

“I’m sorry if my comment made it worse. I didn’t mean to do that.” You apologise, and Lizzie nods appreciatively as she sits up. When she holds out her other hand, you lean closer and allow her to cup your cheek. She trails the pad of her thumb over the skin before lightly tugging you forward, and you couldn’t help but smile when she places her lips against your own.  

You allowed it to linger for a little while before pulling away, the corners of your lips quirked up into an endearing grin. “You’re cute. Want me to wash your hair?”  

Lizzie lets out a content sigh as she nods her head, and you watch as she skinks back into the water to wet her hair before reaching for the shampoo. A comfortable silence falls upon you as you work on washing her hair, your finger tips grazing soothingly over her scalp. Lizzie hums contently at the action, and you couldn’t help but smile at the sound as you press a chaste kiss to her forehead before grabbing the shower head.  

Soon, you were both tucked up in bed, Lizzie’s smaller frame curled up against your own. You could feel her soft breath hitting your neck as she slowly succumbs to sleep. Although today had been rough, you were glad to end it like this. Tucked up in bed with your favourite person in the whole entire world.

You’d slept well that night and had woken up with Lizzie still curled into up into you – that was always a lovely thing to wake up too and it had started your morning perfectly As you slowly opened up your eyes fully, you noticed that the bedroom was being dimly lit by the soft glow of the morning sun peeking through the blinds, the previous night’s storm having blown over leaving behind a calm, blue sky in its place. Your gaze then travelled over down to your Lizzie again as she lay curled up, buried deep under the covers. She was adorable... But it was as you were admiring how cute she looked in that moment when you noticed how she was breathing heavier than usual, her chest rising and falling in an uneven rhythm.  

Concerned, you gently placed your hand on her forehead and immediately felt the heat radiating from her skin, unfortunately it seemed the action had stirred her a little as she groaned groggily as she began to slowly wake up.

You didn’t even have time to voice your concerns before Lizzie’s head was suddenly ducking forward into your chest with two sudden sneezes, “EiiTSHHHu! Hhih- Hih-! HiiTSHHIEW!”

“Goodness, that’s a new way of saying goodmorning,” You chuckled, pretending not to notice Lizzie rubbing her nose against your shirt – in her defence, the poor woman was barely awake, her eyes were still shut slightly as she tried to wake up properly. She was really the cutest person in the world and even the fact that she'd just sneezed on you and rubbed it all over you didn't change that. “Bless you, by the way.”  

Lizzie let out a soft groan as she shifted slightly, trying to get comfortable again. You could tell that she was feeling miserable, her body shivering slightly despite the warmth of the blankets. She groaned again and snuggled deeper into your embrace, desperate for some warmth. “Thanks,” she muttered hoarsely, her voice thick with a noticeable congestion before she broke off to turn away and cough weakly against her arm, grimacing a little afterwards at the pain in her chest.

"Baby..." Lizzie sniffled as she turned back towards you and buried her face back against your chest. "I don't feel very well." She croaked, her voice awfully sounding scratchy and hoarse.

You nodded knowingly as you began to comb your fingers through her slightly tangled hair. “Yeah, the sneezes kind of gave that away,” you teased lightly, and Lizzie gave you an unimpressed look as she brung her hand up to rub at her itchy nose.

“Sorry baby,” you murmured apologetically, leaning down to press a kiss against her rather warm forehead. “Are you up some some food? I don’t really want to give you any medicine on an empty stomach.” 

Before Lizzie could even begin to answer you, her breath hitched and she was stifling another sneeze into your chest, “Hitshhiew!” She let out a quiet groan knowing she was in for a long day. 

“Bless you honey.” You pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “I’ll go get you some fruit or something, okay?” 

Lizzie nodded with wet sniffle, and you made a mental note to also grab her a box of tissues as you climbed out of bed and shrug on a hoodie. 

The cold hit you the second your feet hit the tiled floor on the bottom of the staircase, and you shivered slightly as you head through to the kitchen. After turning on the light and washing your hands, you made quick work of preparing Lizzie some warm oatmeal, topping it with strawberries and blueberries. 

Placing the bowl on a tray along with some cough medicine, Tylenol, a bottle of water and a box of tissues, you made your way back upstairs and nudged the bedroom open with your hip. Lizzie was just as you’d left her, and you couldn’t help but smile at the sight as you set the tray down onto the nightstand. 

“I brought you oatmeal.” You greeted her with a soft smile as you climbed back into bed and held open your arms. 

Lizzie sniffles softly as she curls up against your side, “Yummy.” She murmured, voice sounding full of congestion. 

You pouted softly at the sound as you reached for the oatmeal, scooping out a small spoonful and blowing on it to make sure it wasn’t too hot before holding it to her lips. She accepted it with a soft hum or content, and it told you that whatever illness she had hadn’t yet taken away her ability to taste. 

“Good?” You asked, preparing another spoonful, and Lizzie nodded her head as her lips once again part. She slowly but surely made her way through half of the bowl before lightly pushing it away, and you accepted her silent implication and placed it back down. 

“Alright my love, time for some medicine.”

Lizzie whinged a little, but that only made her cough harshly into her fist, “Okay fine.” She mumbled quietly after she’d finished coughing.

“Good girl, let’s open this up for you.” You smiled, running your hand through her hair then down onto her back before grabbing the bottle of cough medicine and pouring out the appropriate dose.

“Drink this for me sweetheart.” You encouraged her lightly, handing her the small cup which she brought to her lips.

Once she had swallowed the last of the medicine, you took the cup from her and smiled down at the small redhead. "Good job baby, that soothe help your cough a bit. Can you tell me how you feel though, like symptom-wise?”

She nodded, taking a second to grab a tissue to wipe against her runny nose before she began speaking, “My head feels achy and it feels really stuffy in my sinuses. My throat’s sore too and I’m keep feeling like I’m getting chills.”

“Awh, baby,” you pouted sympathetically as she described how she felt, “I think you’ve just caught yourself a head-cold. You do feel warm though, do you feel feverish?”

Lizzie sighed and seemed to think for a moment before quietly mumbling, “A little…”

Placing a tender kiss down to her forehead only confirmed her words, “Poor thing, you definitely feel a like you’re running a temperature. How about I go get a cool cloth for your head? I think we may actually have some of those fever reducing patches somewhere, the ones that go on your head.”

Lizzie sniffles softly, “That’d be nice, thank you.” She murmurs with a smile, and you return it before climbing out of bed with the intention of fetching her a fever reducing patch. After a few minutes of looking, you find them in the medicine cabinet along with all the other medications, and after grabbing one out of the box, you make your way back into the bedroom.  

“Here you are baby.” You murmur, gently placing it onto her forehead. You even press a soft kiss against the top of it for good measure.

“Thank you.” Lizzie murmurs sleepily as her heavy lids close, and you give her cheek a tender touch before climbing into bed next to her. She almost instinctively curls into your side, and you wrap your arms around her before allowing your own eyes to slip closed too.

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Apparently falling asleep next to her and allowing her to breathe all over you wasn’t a good move on your part.  

Because when you finally came to a few hours later, there was a familiar stuffiness growing in your head. Lizzie was still snoozing away against you, her breathing slightly hoarse, and you couldn’t help but smile at the sight. That smile however, was soon wiped from your face when you feel your nose begin to itch.

“Huh’htschoo!”

Oh no...

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Burning up burnout

Pairings: Elizabeth Olsen X Daughter! Reader, Elizabeth Olsen X Sick! Reader

Summary: The biggest part of showing your mom that you’re responsible, is knowing when to stop and rest.

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Being Elizabeth Olsen’s daughter is fun. I mean, it’s normal. You were a normal teenager, you went to school, had friends and were a good daughter. You hadn’t demonstrated any interest in acting yet. But your mom wouldn’t pressure you to it. She knew that being in the spotlight since a young age could affect your mental health. Lizzie was supportive of you and just wanted her little girl to be happy. And you just wanted her to be proud of you.

Turning off your alarm, you sighed. You went to sleep earlier yesterday, trying to sleep of a massive headache, but as you woke up you realized that you were feeling worse. Your head and body hurt, your throat was scratchy and you felt so cold. But you didn’t have time to be sick now. There were a billion of assignments that you needed to get done while also preparing for your finals. You also knew that your mom’s schedule was packed, and you didn’t wanted to disturb her job by being sick.

After getting dressed slowly, you went downstairs to have some breakfast with Lizzie. She always loved to have some mother-daughter time before the both of you started your routines.

“Good morning sweetie!” Lizzie called out for you, putting both of your plates on the table.

“Good morning mom.” You answered, trying to sound energetic.

“Did you sleep well?” She asked as you sat down beside her.

Before you could answer, the itchy feeling in your sinuses grew stronger. Prompting you to lean away from her to catch a series of sneezes in your elbow.

“Hhup’tshhiew! Hh’iishiew!”

“Bless you bubs.” She chuckled.

You both finished eating and went to grab your things before leaving. As you were zipping your backpack, your nose decided to make itself known again.

“Hh'ishiew! Hheh'tktoo! Hh-HuhS’CHIEW!” You sniffled slightly afterwards.

“Bless you, are you ok Y/N?” Your mom asked, her brows furrowed together.

“I’m fine mom!” You said, smiling at her.

“Don’t forget to take a hoodie, I don’t want you getting a cold.” She said, walking over to her room to get her car keys.

“Okay!” You answered, running over to your room to grab one of your hoodies.

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The car ride to school was silent, usually, you’d love to chat with your mom, but today, your headache would not let you think straight, so you just leaned over the window and closed your eyes.

Lizzie glanced at you worriedly. Maybe you were just tired? She decided to let you relax for now, but she would definitely keep an eye on you.

“Sweetie, we’re here.” Lizzie announced as the car reached your school.

You barely had time to wake up properly when you felt the annoying tickle in your nose.

"Hh..heh'eetshew! Hh-heh’kitshee! whew! sorry about that!! love you mom bye!” You said quickly, not giving Lizzie any space to question about your sneezes.

“Bye baby…” She said as she watched you stifle three more sneezes while entering your school.

Sighing to herself, she followed her way to set. Afterall, you would always call her if you weren’t feeling well, right?

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Wrong. When your last class finally ended, you were feverish and had a huge headache from stifling several sneezes throughout the day. You couldn’t wait to finally go to your mom’s trailer and rest for a bit.

There was a slight problem. If your mom saw the state you were in, she would put you to bed rest and you wouldn’t be able to finish your assignments. On top of that, she would also leave work to take care of you, and you knew that she was going to have a busy week. You didn’t wanted to be a burden.

So, instead of going to set to wait for Lizzie on her trailer, you decided to head straight home, sending her a message so she wouldn’t get worried about you for not showing up.

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“I’ll give you a dollar for your thoughts.” Scarlett said, noticing the way that her friend was quieter than usual. They were both on the common room, waiting to be called for the next scene.

“It’s nothing.” Lizzie sighed.

“It’s obviously not nothing, i’m not going to push you about it, but I want you to remember that I’m always here for you.” The older woman said, giving a reassuring squeeze on Elizabeth’s hand.

“I’m worried about Y/N, she was a little different this morning and she just texted me saying that she went straight home.” Your mom said, nervously.

“Do you think she’s upset?”

“Not at all, I think she’s getting sick…” Lizzie admitted.

“Did she complained to you about not feeling good?” Scarlett asked.

“No, but she didn’t sound or looked good. She’s so stubborn and won’t rest unless I force her too.”

“Hm, just like someone I know.” Scar said, bumping her shoulder lightly on Lizzie’s

They both giggled for a moment before Scarlett spoke up:

“You know what? we can try and get our scenes done a bit more quickly so you can check on Y/N.”

“Would you help me with this?” Lizzie asked, smiling hopefully at her castmate.

“Of course!! I love Y/N like my own kid! now let’s try and talk to our director.”

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“HhheH'tcHIEW!..Hh'ehttschoo!” You sneezed down on a tissue that you managed to quickly pull from the box.

You were halfway through your assignments. But the words on your laptop were blurry, your head was throbbing, and you couldn’t take a deep breath without hearing your lungs crackling.

Honestly, you really wanted to ask for your mom’s help. To feel her warm hug, to hear her soothing voice lulling you to sleep. But no. That would be admitting defeat. That would be selfish. You had to push through it.

Bringing you out of your thoughts, your mom entered your house, hanging her coat next to the door.

“Y/N? I’m home!!” She called out to you.

“Over here!” You called back, using your best “i’m-not-sick” voice.

Walking over to you, she didn’t expect to see you like this. There were several tissues around the table, all of your textbooks, your laptop and your notebooks, she almost couldn’t see you in the middle of that chaos.

“Hehae'ktieew! HHh’kktoo! Ugh ‘scuse me, how was work?” You asked.

“It was okay honey, are you okay?” She asked putting her hand on your forehead.

In your hazy state, you couldn’t escape from it.

“I’m just tired, thats all.”

“Your forehead is abit too warm for my liking, let me take your temperature please.” Lizzie said, walking to the kitchen to get the thermometer.

“No mom, please! I barely feel bad!” You managed to say before entering a painful sounding coughing fit.

“Sweetie, don’t lie to me, sometimes you forget that I made your brain inside my belly.” She said, brushing her hand through your hair. “May I take your temperature now?”

You nodded and she placed the thermometer in your mouth. The device beeped a few moments later and gave her the verdict. “39.1, that means bed rest for you young lady.”

“But mom! I’m just trying to get all this work done! I have no time to rest.” You said, tears filling your eyes as you spoke.

“Y/N, baby, I know you’re a tough girl, I’m really proud of you. But I’m just heartbroken by how sick you got, I want to take care of you.” She said, kissing your temples. “Now let’s get settled.”

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After a nice shower, a cup of tea and a dose of NyQuill, you were finally laying in bed with your mother. She was mindlessly scrolling through her phone while you were trying to sleep besides her.

“Heh’xxt! Hih'hnnxgt! Hhxxxnt! H’tsssh! Hu’xxxnt!” You stifled a series of sneezes, prompting your mom to glance at you.

“Bless you sweetheart! you shouldn’t stifle…” Lizzie said while rubbing your back.

“I’m sorry…” You answered with a small voice.

“No baby, don’t apologize, I just don’t want your headache to get worse.”

“Not that, I’m sorry for being sick.” You said, looking at her with glassy eyes.

“Y/N, you don’t ever need to apologize for being sick. I’m your mom and you’re the most important person for me. I’m sorry you’re not feeling good, but I’ll be here with you the whole time.” Your mom reassured you.

“Can you just hold me?” You asked.

“Of course baby.” She said, snuggling closer to you. “For as long as you want me to.”

[wandanatsbaby]

Fainting and Marriage

Pairing: Elizabeth olsen x Reader (no pronouns are used)

Warnings: fainting, stress

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You waited nervously as the phone rang. As it went to voicemail you let out a sigh.

“Hey Liz.. I was just calling to ask where you are. Um I love you bye.” Hanging up you placed your phone back in your purse before looking around sadly. The Wedding prep was almost done. Flowers had been chosen, colors, bridesmaid dresses, and cake had just been decided. You did all this alone as Lizzie had been busy with work and not shown up to any of it.

You shivered a little as the wind blew. Walking towards the car you frowned as your vision started to turn black. All you remember is Scarlett calling out for you before you hit the grass.

“Iare they going to be okay? What Happened!” You heard your fiance's voice as you slowly started to wake.

“Miss Olsen It seems your fiance passed out due to stress and an elevated heart race. they should be okay but we’d like to keep an eye on her for the night.”

You quickly close your eyes again once they are met with the bright light of the hospital.

“Oh Baby!” Lizzie said, relieved as she walked over to you quickly and held your hand. “Are you alright? Are you feeling okay? I'm so sorry I should have been there.” She kept rambling nervously as her hands shook.

“I'm okay. It's alright you had work I understand.” She frowned hearing your words. She hated that she didn’t make time to help you plan for the wedding. It had been her Idea to get married in the first place and she couldn’t even help with preparations.

“I'm sorry I’ve taken work off to help with everything!” You gave her a frown as she said this.

“Liz, all of it is done.” You watched as her eyes saddened and her shoulders slumped.

“Oh…” She looked down as she said this before an idea came to her head and she smiled. “I’d love to see all of it! And ill still stay home to take care of you. I should have never left all of this on you. I should have helped. I'm sorry my love.” Leaning down, she placed a soft kiss on your lips.

“It's okay. I would do it all again if it meant getting to marry you.” You answered her softly. You knew she was truly sorry for not helping. You could tell by the look in her eyes and the way her hands softly shook showing her anxiety of the situation.

About 2 weeks later you stood in front of the love of your life. The Pastor stood behind you both speaking as all your friends and family sat in the audience.

“Do you Elizabeth Olsen, take this person to be your lawfully wedded partner, to live together in matrimony, to love them, comfort them, honor and keep them, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?” She looked into your eyes and with a smile answered.

“I do.”

“ And do you Y/N Y/L/N, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?” Looking at Lizzie I took a deep breath.

“I do.”

“Then by the power vested in me I pronounce you newly weds. You may now kiss.” You both leaned and as her lips met yours your eyes closed. This is what you had always dreamed of.

[yelenasdiary]

hi could you maybe write something about Lizzie being pregnant? and maybe be giving birth to reader and her’s baby girl, maybe at home, (in a tub?) hehe, i dont know if its cringe😅 but kind of chaos, but also fluff😅

New Life

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Reader

Summary: Life is about to change in front of your eyes & you wouldn’t change it for the world.

Tiny Angst | Fluff | Childbirth | 1K |

AC: Thank you for sending this! I hope this was what you were looking for x, enjoy! - I kind of forgot to add the chaos omg!!

It had been a long 9 months for both you and your wife, Lizzie. 9 months full of excitement, worry, more excitement and the normal stresses that come along with having a baby. During Lizzie's entire pregnancy she wasn't seen by the public world, a few times in the early stages of her pregnancy grabbing some groceries but when Scarlett gave her some advice on how to avoid the paparazzi, the world saw less of the actress. It wasn't a bad thing; it was something you and Lizzie both knew that it would be best that she had as much privacy as she could get during her pregnancy. 

With Lizzie's water breaking just moments before you two were going to have a shower, it was a rush to get the tub ready and luckily for you, the midwife only lived a few blocks away and was over before you knew it. You helped with work through each contraction that came in waves while the midwife checked to see how dilated Lizzie was. 

It hit you suddenly that your world was about to change in a matter of hours, of course this was what you expected but for some reason it really hit you that you were about to become a parent. 

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"Something smells amazing!" you smiled as you walked into the kitchen to see Lizzie stirring something in a large pot, Lizzie looked over her shoulder and smiled, "I'm just making some pasta sauce" she replied with a chuckle as you wrapped your arms around her from behind and placed a kiss on her cheek. 

"Still, it smells great" you spoke softly. It was then that it caught your eye that Lizzie didn't have her normal glass of wine half full sitting on the countertop beside the stove. "Let me get you a glass, what are you feeling tonight? Red? White?" you asked before pulling away to get a wine class from the cupboard. 

"About that" Lizzie turned on her heals to face you, "I can't have any for a while" she added. Your eyes shot wide open; a smile tugged at your lips as you came to the realisation of what Lizzie was saying. She nodded as she watched your brain click to the news. 

"We're having a baby?!" you walked over to her and placed your hands softly on her lips, "yes" she replied softly before you crashed your lips onto hers. 

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With Lizzie's hand in yours, you used your thumb to gently stroke the top of her hand to help calm her after a contraction. Her head rested against you while you sat behind her. "We forgot to pick up a few things from the baby store" your wife spoke as she looked up at you. 

"It'll be okay, I'll call them later and let them know what's happened" you couldn't help but chuckle, "I think they'd be very understanding and if not then I have no idea why they are a business" you added making Lizzie giggle.

Although Lizzie's pregnancy had its pros, it also had its cons. There were moments of worry and concern as you held her hair back while her morning sickness took its toll, draining her of the little energy she had. If it wasn't morning sickness, it was heart burn and struggling to make herself comfortable as her bump grew bigger. Family gatherings really took a toll on Lizzie, even for an actress who is used to answering the same questions over and over again, having everybody she knew and loved ask her 100 times over things about her pregnancy was different and you were quick to give her a break and answer some of those questions for yourself. 

But with all the cons, the pros always came shining through. Lizzie would boost to you that being pregnant meant she was entitled to the last snack on the plate, the last cookie? Hers. The last banana? Hers. The last slice of cake? Hers. One of her favorite things to do was baby shop, online or instore, she loved it. Although, you liked it better when it was online because she could spend as many hours as she pleased, and your legs wouldn't get sore. 

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"Honey!! Look how adorable this little suit is!" Lizzie took the tiny boys suit off the rack and showed you, "it's so tiny!" she added while eyeing off the piece of clothing. Of course, she brought it just in case. You both decided to let the sex of your unborn baby be a surprise and so Lizzie was sure to buy gender neutral, girls and boys items so it wasn't a surprise that she brought the tiny suit. 

"It's adorable" you smiled softly, "it's crazy to think that somebody can be this small!" You added in amazement. 

"I wish our baby could stay tiny forever" Lizzie commented while walking away, her eyes already caught on something else.

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As her contractions started to become more intense, you reminded Lizzie she was doing amazing and that was the truth. For her entire pregnancy you have watched her body and mind change and just when you thought she couldn't get any more beautiful, she did. She was truly the most beautiful woman you'd ever laid eyes on. 

"It's time" the midwife looked up at Lizzie who was more than ready to hold her baby. She took one last look at you, "are you ready?" she asked which didn't surprise you, she'd always been the one to make sure you were on top of things and doing things when you were ready, you nodded, "I've never felt more ready" you placed a soft kiss on her lips knowing that the next kiss you'd share with her, your lives would be different.

After what felt like forever, the loud cries of your baby finally entered the room. Lizzie was exhausted but still managed to have the worlds proudest smile on her lips. "Congratulations, it's a girl" the midwife smiled at the two of you before whisking your daughter to be wiped and wrapped before carefully placing her in Lizzie's arms. 

You felt a tear roll down your cheek when you laid eyes on your daughter, everything would be different now and there isn't a single bone in your body that would change that for the world. "She's perfect" you whispered before placing a kiss on Lizzie's cheek, "you're perfect" you added.

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[anyaeras]

Sugar mommy || E.Olsen

Pairing : Sugar!mommy Elizabeth Olsen x y/n

Summary : Y/n was hanging out with their friends late Friday night, they may have got a little too tipsy and was convinced to sign up for a sugar mommies website...

Warning : Smut (at the end) They/them pronouns, AFAB!reader ,Top!Lizzie , Bottom!Reader, Blow!Job , dick!riding , Pet!names, Alcohol. Legal!age-gap

Masterlist Part 2

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It's been one hell of a week, y/n works hard in their classes while attending NYU, they had to without good grades there was really no point of all of this money and effort they worked so hard for, y/n was far from rich and had to work a lot harder than others to get where they are, yet after a long week of work y/n had no problem going out to relax with some friends.

It's now Friday night, y/n was slipping into a cute comfy outfit, they had received a text from one of the closest friends about an hour ago telling them the plans, which to be honest, it was just a normal Friday University kid night, they didn't plan on clubbing or going out, more so a hangout.

Y/n headed out their door, shutting off the lights in their tiny New York apartment before heading to the dorms on campus to meet up with their friend group.

"Hey guys" y/n made their presence known barging into their friends dorm being met with a few of their friends already there getting a movie ready along with some drinks, most likely for another drinking game.

"Hey y/n" Zack yelled from the living space as he sat down the drinks, they met during and English lecture earlier this year, and since then they just have gotten closer, Zack is the kind of friend that fits the "gay best friend" stereotype, but he rolls with it.

"So movie and drinking game again?" Y/n asked knowingly getting a "of course" from Zack as the others piled into the living space, everyone took their spots, obviously, the couples in the group got "ohhh and Eww" from the others as they tried acting cute, while the single friends all got comfortable on their own.

"so we are going to watch, a stupidly, cheesy romance movie, so if you cringe you take a shot, if you laugh you take a shot, if there's a dramatic, love scene, we all take a shot, and if you laugh you take two shots" Zack explained knowing the last one was completely targeted at Y/n, as y/n could laugh at anything. Plus everyone enjoyed tipsy y/n, even y/n enjoyed themself tipsy.

As the movie went on around 3/4 of the way threw they all stopped watching, more so getting into deep conversations with each other, yet what made it better was they were all tipsy and have had a bit to much to drink.

"Y/n of your so sick of working at that cafe why don't you get like a sugar mommy" Zack blurted out more so as a joke, not expecting y/n to give any thought about it.

"You think they have an app for that?" Y/n responded, thinking aloud before checking their phones App Store.

"Fuck- they do"

With that y/n still tipsy as ever downloaded the app, showing it to the group, causing an uprise in laughter from their friends at this silly behavior, but it didn't stop them. Going threw the click signing up process, and creating a profile with some of their better photos they laughed at themself scrolling on the app, showing profiles to their friends, absolutely oblivious to the fact that they accidentally clicked accept on somebody's profile...

The group started to clear out yet y/n stayed the night, being the only one who didn't live in that dorm building already. They chose to spend the night on Zack's couch, which Zack obviously didn't mind as his roommate was out of town.

(The next day)

Waking up y/n was going straight for the pain killers, the drinks they had last night are definitely hitting them this morning.

Looking on their phone y/n noticed a sticky note, placed on top of it with a message from Zack saying they had went out to meet with a family member for brunch.

Going with it, and moving on y/n grabbed their phone seeing a notification from a sugar mommy's app...that's when last nights events came flooding back.

"What the fuck" y/n butter to them self as they open the app to see a notification and a message from someone named Lizzie, their profile is a bit more private than others, but it was still verified and didn't seem extremely sketchy. It was a simple greeting which y/n made the decision to respond with their own greeting back.

The conversation continued between the two of them, and they agreed to meet at a nearby coffeehouse downtown, it was public, so y/n definitely felt safer with the idea yet they definitely need to head back to their apartment and get ready, I mean, if you're going to meet a sugar mommy you should at least look nice.

Getting dressed, and doing their hair wad when nerves were starting to get to y/n thinking about what the worst that could happened, what came to their mind wasn't about meeting a stranger. It was the idea of rejection. Trying to shake off those ideas y/n slipped on some cute dunks which completely match their outfit before heading towards the coffeehouse in town. Not before sending Zack a sarcastic goodbye message like something awful was about to happen.

Walking into the coffeehouse y/n was a bit early sitting down at a table more secluded in the corner scrolling on their phone for a few moments, it wasn't until a women about 5'8 dirty blonde hair sat down across from them did they look up.

"You must be y/n" The women y/n was meeting with stated, getting a nod from the younger one.

"You must be Lizzie" y/n responded feeling shy now by the older women's appearance, she was dressed nice and definitely held herself strong and confidently.

"Yes I am darling, so tell me about yourself" she asked

"Well I'm a student at NYU, I'm single and I'm a hard worker" y/n responded, starting to feel like this is more of an interview than anything.

"I like that, obviously we're here for a reason, I like having a sugar baby, I like having someone I can spoil and make my own" Lizzie got straight to the point, definitely catching y/n off guard for a moment as they regain their thoughts.

"Oh..yes I'm a college student and honestly I signed up for this because me and my friends were being stupid and made jokes but when I saw your profile, I honestly was deeply interested and now we're here" y/n rambled out getting a laugh from the other person there with them.

"Y/n, I'd like to really get to know you, along with helping you out. Your profile, and your personality right now, match exactly what I'm looking for" Lizzie explains as she pulled a contract out from her purse.

"Due to my line of work we have a privacy contract, of course I'll let you read it over, but y/n I really like you, and really hope you will agree to be my sugar baby" Lizzie explained letting y/n have the contract read over.

"My personal number is on the contract. Feel free to message me whenever you'd like or if you need anything, I'd really like to get closer with you" Lizzie said as a goodbye, not leaving room for y/n to say much, as she got up leaving the information with the younger girl.

Y/n packed up their items and took the contract back to their dorm, sitting down on their bed going over it, honestly they were ready to sign they had nothing to lose, but they wanted to have some fun first, texting Lizzie using the number on contract.

"I've read the contract, I'm wondering what you really want with me" y/n was feeling blood sending this message setting their phone down next to them, not expecting Lizzie to answer so fast.

"I won't someone to be mine, we'd be exclusive in a semi-romantic relationship, do you understand? Was the older women's reply. It was straightforward which was becoming common for the strange women.

Y/n wasn't fully sure what they were signing up for, but that picked up a pen and signed the contract sending a photo of it to Lizzie, more so excited to see if the women would give y/n the satisfaction of a reaction.

"So eager are you" was all Elizabeth responded with.

"Only for you" y/n flirted back getting a demanding message back from Elizabeth, asking for the younger ones cash app, sending y/n some pocket money, well $10,000....

The amount caused a Yelp from y/n, they've never received that much money. Y/n knew they were signing up to be a sugar baby, but they didn't expect it to come this soon.

Y/n texted a thank you to Lizzie getting a "you can pay me back" and a winking emoji from the other one, it took a moment for y/n to realize what Lizzie meant, sending a dumb emoji to reply.

Y/n honestly didn't realize how much they wanted this women, her validation was new for y/n. Which it was odd yet it was now 8pm and y/n sent the message to Lizzie

"Come over" the short message was enough for Lizzie to ask for the address having her personal driver take the women to y/n's off campus student apartment. It was much smaller then Lizzie was used to, but Lizzie wanted to see this girl, she was falling for this young college student ready to make y/n her own.

Waking into the apartment, y/n opened the door for Lizzie, yet she was right on it, Lizzie flipped y/n around pinning them to their own door.

"Did you mean it, you signed the contract?" Lizzie asked, and when she got a nod from y/n Lizzie went straight to kissing the younger one. Holding y/n in the kiss till they both were gasping for air.

"I've wanted you sense I saw your profile baby" Lizzie said almost in a whisper to y/n, pulling y/n to the couch in the center of the living space, sitting down both of them were now facing each other.

"Y/n im not sure if you know who I am, I want you I really do, and now you've signed the privacy contract, I want us to continue a sugar mommy relationship, do you understand that, I need your consent and your cooperation" Lizzie said being completely serious with y/n

"Lizzie, I don't care about all that, I want you, your personality is enough to have anyone on their knees for you oh my and don't get me started on that a-" y/n was cut off by lizzie attacking their lips pushing them onto their back now laying on the sofa. Lizzie moved down keeping her control as she left marks on y/n's neck, Lizzie's hands moved under y/n's shirt making sure to check if everything was alright was y/n. Seeing y/n quickly removing her clothes caused Lizzie to smile, seeing y/n all submissive and ready for her was definitely a turn on.

"Y/n im here to help you, in more then just financial ways, I'm gonna help you let go is that okay honey" Lizzie asked bringing her hand up to cup y/n's cheek rubbing her thumb on their face a way of reassurance

Lizzie sat down pulling y/n on top of her as y/n sat down they felt the bulge under Lizzie's nice pants, cause a light whine to fall from y/n's lips.

"Do you think you could take mommy's cock" lizzie asked softly in y/n's ear watching as y/n responded with rapid nods, being ever so eager for the older women.

Lizzie let her hands roam over y/n stripped body reaching in between her folds collecting the younger girls juices, realizing how needy y/n really was. Lizzie patted y/n's thigh to prompt them to stand up, as the women took her turn stripping down to only her lacy bra and the strap she was packing.

"Come here baby" Lizzie guided y/n to slowly sit down on her decent sized cock, letting the smaller one adjust to the size.

"Look at you so good for me, why don't you give me a show princess" Lizzie praised prompting y/n to ride her cock, and that just what y/n did slowly the college student rose up before pushing themself back down on the fake dick, causing a high pitched moan to slip from their lips. Lizzie started to reach out putting her hands on y/n's hip as she met their trust half way, y/n was screaming out moans as the trust got harder, the sound of sex filled the room, lizzie in attempt to bring y/n closer to their climax she started to suck on the younger ones sweet spot, y/n's reaction made Lizzie moan as y/n jolted backing the other part of the strap to hit Lizzie's clit just right now giving the older women more  pleasure.

"Fuck y/n you're doing so good for me, you can let go" Lizzie encouraged as she watched y/n getting closer, their bounces we're getting more sloppy and their moans were more squeaky and like that Y/n had reached their orgasm, as they came hard around Lizzie's cock.

"I-I made a mess" Was the firsts thing y/n pointed out, which gave the older women an idea.

"Clean it up then" lizzie said pulling y/n slowly from the cock as y/n was sensitive still from their orgasm, not giving y/n much time as She pushed them down to their knees in front of herself, wrapping her hand into y/n's now messy hair pushing their mouth down on the cock which was still laced in y/n's cum, watching y/n's head bob on the dick was everything to Lizzie, as the pushes rubbed on her own clit making her moan loudly.

The older women now chasing her own climax was pushing y/n down roughly, watching as tears fell from y/n's face, lizzie reached down with her free hand to pull on y/n's tits a bit, just to pull a vibrating moan from the younger one, yet as y/n continued Lizzie kept getting closer finally snapping as she came herself with a loud groan.

After a moment, lizzie released her hold on y/n standing up to discard the strap she was wearing before laying back on the sofa, pulling y/n into her lap keeping the college student close to her.

"I think this arrangement will work out just fine" Lizzie muttered as she watched y/n slowly drifting off.

....PART TWO?

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A/N - it seems the reader doesn't really know who Lizzie is yet, i'm quite excited to take the story into more depth.

[gingiesworld]

Hi!! I have a request for a fic in the future if you want to do it. Yn is an actor, same age that Mk and Ashley. He started acting at a very young age and the Olsen twins were like the only competition he had. When the directors casted the twins and yn, he didn't know It was gonna be like hell. They were mean to him and they tried everything to be more famous than him. Years later Yn was casted as( i don't know, Vision or another one) and he met his new costar, everything in his past came back, and he was mean to her for her sisters.

Sorry, too long I think but I have this idea I think you would do a great job if you want to do it.

Wow. This is my first ever request on Tumblr. Thank you so much nonnie for thinking of me. I hope I did a good job buddy

Why Do You Hate Me

Elizabeth Olsen x Male Reader

Warnings: Angst. Fluff.

18+ MINORS DNI

Y/N Y/L/N was known for his earlier roles when he was a child, especially the roles he played in the movies he starred alongside the Olsen twins. Y/N was a timid boy and just wanted to be successful, but the twins made everything a competition. Deliberately making him screw up his lines. Tripping him up whenever they had the chance, or just being plain old mean to him by saying he sucks. He won't survive in the industry.

Although, that only encouraged him to do better in his career. Landing some major roles, especially joining the MCU as Vision. Although, the moment he met one of his co-stars, everything that he thought he had forgotten had come back to him.

"Hi, I'm Elizabeth Olsen, but you can call me Lizzie." She held her hand out for him to shake.

"Hi, Elizabeth, I'm Y/N Y/L/N." He spoke coldly, shaking her hand as he looked into her eyes. Seeing how much she looked like her sisters. His blood boiling at the memories.

As the time went on, his coldness towards Lizzie started to infuriate the woman. Especially when they started to film Civil War, having more scenes together. It wasn't until during the airport scene, one of the wires that held Y/N up as he flew, snapped. Halting the shoot as he collided with the floor. Groaning in pain.

"Are you ok?" Lizzie asked him as he just glared at her, moving away from her touch.

"Don't touch me." He snarled at her.

"I'm just concerned Y/N." She told him.

"Well don't be." He snarled as he sat up as Joe came running to him.

"Are you ok Y/N." Lizzie noticed how he didn't fight when Joe rested his hand on Y/N's good shoulder, deciding to get up and leave.

"I think it's dislocated." He told him as Joe signalled for the medics.

"We'll get you sorted out buddy." He told him with a smile as he helped Y/N to his feet. "We're done for the day guys. Thank you."

Lizzie was starting to get sick of how Y/N was treating her. How he would exclude her from every one of his conversation. Scolding her everytime she forgot a line, so she had done a stupid thing, she decided to get drunk. Only then she had the courage to confront Y/N. She marched to his hotel room, banging on his door.

"Elizabeth." He spoke quizzically, his arm in a sling.

"I need to talk to you." She slurred as she poked his chest, pushing passed him inside.

"Listen, I am tired and I don't care for this conversation." He told her as he gestured to the door.

"Why do you hate me?" She asked him shakily. He watched as tears formed in her eyes.

"I don't." He told her, guiding her to his bed. "You need to sleep and we can talk about this another day." He lay her down, helping take off her shoes before he grabbed her a bottle of water. "Drink this and sleep." He told her, getting up to get the trash can before he went to the sofa. Laying down himself.

"I don't understand." Lizzie mumbled sleepily.

"Maybe when your sober we can have that conversation." He told her softly, closing his eyes as he felt a heavy guilt weighing on his shoulders. He had made her feel how her sisters made him feel when they were younger. That wasn't who he was, who he should be. He was always kind and gentle, caring and selfless, but he has been the complete opposite to someone who could be his best friend. He turned his head in her direction, hearing her snores as she slept. "I'm sorry." He whispered before he tried to sleep himself.

As the next morning came around, Lizzie stirred awake. Remembering the events of last night, groaning as she sat up. Shocked to see Y/N enter the room with a paper bag and some water.

"Here, take these and then eat." He told her before he retreated back to the sofa. As the two ate in silence, he decided to break it. "I don't hate you."

"What?" Lizzie questioned, she could see how he had been kicking himself.

"I'm not sure if you remember me from working on those project with your sisters when we were kids." He told her as she looked closer at him. "They made my life hell whenever we were on set. They would make me screw up my lines and tell me I was worthless. I wouldn't make it in the industry. All sorts of things like that. I honestly thought about quitting when they said that I was too fat for the job, but then I used their slurs and used them. I forced myself into the gym everyday, I cut out fast food and somedays I actually forgot to eat because of it." He sighed as he sat back, his gaze never faltering from Lizzie's. "I'm sorry that I took it out on you, but when you told me your name, it brought everything back."

"Y/N." Lizzie tried as he just shook his head no.

"I'm sorry Lizzie." He whispered. "I made you feel how they made me feel and I was wrong to do that."

"Hey." She got up and sat beside him. "We can start a fresh if you want. Be friends?" She asked him as he just smiled at her, nodding.

"I would like that." He whispered as she smiled widely.

"Good." She smirked. "Well, since you are now the reason none of us have work until you're healed, let's have some fun."

As the weeks turned into months, both of them became closer. Best friends even. But that wasn't entirely something that Y/N ever saw happening, especially since they lived so close to each other. They would spend time in each others houses, watching movies or cooking together.

Over time, Y/N had realised that he has developed feelings for her. Unsure of how to pursue things, unsure if she even feels the same way. So, it wasn't until the cast decided to have a small get together, and Robert's idea to do 7 minutes in heaven.

"You don't have to kiss in the closet, you could just tell each other your deepest secrets since some of us are in happy relationships." He stated, placing the bottle on the table, spinning it and it landed on Scarlett. As the game went on, it was Lizzie's turn, as she spun it, it landed in between Y/N and Evans.

"I've already been." Chris smirked as he nudged Y/N's shoulder. Y/N nodded shyly as he stood up, following behind Lizzie and Robert.

"Remember, seven minutes guys." He told them before he closed the door on them. The closet was only illuminated by a dull light as the two were practically stood toe to toe.

"So." Y/N started shyly.

"We can kiss or you can tell me your deepest secret." She smirked as he choked on air. "One that no on knows."

"I feel like either way, you will find out a secret." He snickered shyly.

"So which is it?" She asked as she stepped closer. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before cupping her cheek. Gazing into her eyes.

"This is going to change a lot Elizabeth." He whispered as he leaned closer. Lizzie's breath was quickening at feel of his breath on her face. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes on his breath.

"I don't care." She whispered before he closed the gap. Kissing her with urgency, she gripped onto his collar before her hands went to his neck. His to her hips as he pushed her against the opposite wall. Her leg wrapping around his waist as their tongues danced together. His hand moving up her thigh to her ass, squeezing it and causing her to grind against his crotch. The two moaning and panting as he moved his kisses to her neck, sucking and biting softly as she continued to grind.

"Time's up!" They heard Robert bang on the door. The two pulled apart with dialated pupils before fixing themselves. Making sure they don't look like they were about to have sex in their friend's closet.

Lizzie grabbed Y/N's hand as she left the closet. Pushing him to sit down before getting on his lap. Smirking as the two continued the evening with their friends. Anticipating what the future has in store for the two.

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[delaneysteaparty]

un-friendly-fucking reminder that love and death is based off REAL people. candy montgomery is not a fictional character, she’s a real woman who brutally murdered betty gore and got away with it. y’all calling her a milf, “mother”, making edits, and writing x readers about her just because of elizabeth olsen are fucking SICK and need to fr be locked up.

[natashaismylove]

Masterlist

Smut= s | Fluff= f | Angst= a | hurt/comfort= h

My earlier works are mostly in first person, but the later ones are in second and third person.

Taglist

↠Natasha Romanoff↞

♢I’ll always come back (f) (Soft!Nat x Reader)

♢I’m so proud of you (f/a) (Soft!Nat x Reader)

♢I care about you in a different way (s/f) (Dom!Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢Who you belong to (s) (G!p Dom!Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢first date (s/f) (soft G!p Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢Accidents (s/f) (G!p Dom!Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢Accidents part 2 (s/f) (G!p Dom!Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢Tied up (s) (G!p Dom!Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢Pretty girl (s/f) (G!p Reader x Bottom!Nat)

♢Brat (s) (G!p Reader x Bottom!Nat)

♢Goddess (s/f) (soft G!p Nat x plus!size Reader)

♢Not letting you go (s/f) (soft G!p Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢My bride (s/f) (G!p Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢You have to win first (s) (G!p Dom!Nat x gamer Fem!Reader)

♢What do you have to say? (s) (Dom!Reader x G!p Bottom!Nat)

♢My little secret (s) (G!p Dom!Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢Possessive (s) (G!p Dom!Nat x Fem!Reader)

♢Daydreaming (s) (G!p CEO!Nat x Fem secretary!Reader)

♢Keep going (s) (G!p CEO!Nat x Fem secretary!Reader)

♢Mistakes (s) (G!p Dom!Reader x Sub!Natasha)

♢Asleep (s/f) (G!p Dom!Natasha x Fem!Reader)

♢No expectations (s/f) (G!p Natasha x Fem!Reader)

♢Schoolgirl fantasy (s) (G!p fuckboy!Natasha x Fem!Reader) (college AU)

♢Fugitives (s/f/a) (G!p Reader x Natasha)

♢Keep quiet (s/f) (Natasha x Fem!Reader)

♢A comforting hand (f/h/s) (G!p Natasha x sick!Reader)

♢It wouldn’t be (s/f) (G!p Natasha x Reader)

♢Sinful (s) (G!p Top!Devil!Natasha x Bottom!Angel!Reader)

♢Another life (s/a) (g!p Natasha X Fem!Reader)

♢A meeting in the dark (s) (Dark!Dom!Vampire!Natasha x Sub!Fem!Reader)

Drabbles:

♢My Dove (s) (Dom!Natasha x Sub!Reader)

↠Wanda Maximoff↞

♢Positive (f) (Wanda x Fem!Reader)

♢Sweater (s/f) (Wanda x Fem!Reader)

♢Would a friend do this? (s/f) (Wanda x Fem!Reader)

♢Can I hold you? (f/a) (Wanda x autistic!Reader)

♢It meant something (s/f) (G!p Wanda x Fem!Reader)

♢Images (s) (G!p Sub!Wanda x Fem Dom!Reader)

♢Punishment (s/f) (G!p Bottom!Wanda x Fem Top!Reader)

♢Honey (s) (Dom!Wanda x Fem Sub!Reader)

♢Reunion (s/f) (G!p Wanda x Fem!Reader)

♢Babysitting (s) (G!p dark milf!Wanda x babysitter!Reader)

♢Forever (s) (G!p dark Scarlet Witch x Fem!Reader)

♢A pleasurable loss (s/f) (G!p Top!Reader x Bottom!Wanda)

♢In front of the camera (s) (G!p Dom!Camgirl!Wanda x Sub!AFAB!Reader)

Drabbles:

♢New dynamic (s/f) (G!p Wanda x Fem!Reader) 

♢Hard work (s/f) (G!p Top!Daddy!Wanda x Bottom!Reader) 

↠WandaNat↞

♢The visit (s) (G!p dark!Natasha x Fem!Reader x G!p dark!Wanda)

♢Enemy (s) (G!p dark!Natasha x Fem!Reader x G!p dark!Wanda)

♢Enemy part 2 (s/f) (G!p Natasha x Fem!Reader x G!p Wanda)

♢Workaholic (s) (G!p Dom!Reader x Sub!Nat x Sub!Wanda)

♢Sleepy (s/f) (G!p Nat x G!p Wanda x little!Fem!Reader)

↠Elizabeth Olsen↞

♢New house (s) (Sugar mommy!Elizabeth x Fem sugar baby!Reader)

[togrowoldinv]

Happily Ever After

Elizabeth Olsen x Female Reader

Your child calls Lizzie ‘mama’ for the first time

Note: idk I just got this random idea lol. It’s cute stuff! Enjoy!

Elizabeth Olsen Masterlist, Main Masterlist

Dating Elizabeth is your absolute best dream come true. She’s beautiful, she’s kind, she’s patient, and she loves you with her whole heart.

When you first met her, you knew she was perfect for you. And after a few months of dating you introduced her to your son.

She extended her love to your son immediately and the three of you have so much fun together. Elizabeth loves that his name is her middle name. A funny coincidence. They’re like two peas in a pod, you often joke, and they give you a run for your money.

The guest room at Lizzie’s house quickly became little Chase’s room. And recently, Lizzie had let him decide how he wanted to decorate it. Superheroes and baseball were his choices, and you weren’t at all surprised.

When you got a call in the middle of work today that your son was sick at school, you immediately panicked. You were dealing with a major client and couldn’t leave due to your job depending on it.

You called Lizzie and she jumped into action. Quickly, she got him from school and assured you that he was okay. Even sending you a video of him playing in his new room.

You find the two of them together in the kitchen when you finally get home from work.

“Hey baby!” Lizzie greets you with a kiss.

“Hey, there’s my two favorite people. How are you feeling, buddy?” You squat down and ask your son.

“Better!” He says. “Look we made cookies!” He points exaggeratedly to the counter.

“Wow! Awesome job! Those look delicious!” You tell him, dropping a kiss to his forehead before standing up again.

“He was good as soon as he got into the car,” Lizzie explains.

“Thank goodness.”

You move around the kitchen and grab a drink from the fridge as Lizzie opens up the oven to get dinner out.

“Hey Chase, will you go wash up for dinner please?” Lizzie asks your son.

“Okay Mama,” he says casually as he runs off.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” she says and then she realizes what he said.

Lizzie stops in her tracks and so do you.

“Did he just?”

“He did, babe. He called you mama,” you say with a smile. Lizzie looks at you and tears start to form in her eyes.

“Is that- it’s okay if he calls me that?” She asks shyly.

You walk closer to her and take her hands in yours. A soft brush of your thumbs against her knuckles makes her chest warm with affection.

“Of course, my love. I do intend on marrying you, so I’m okay with it. Are you ready for him to call you that?”

“Yeah, it felt really good. Natural even,” Lizzie says.

“It definitely made my heart swell to hear you two interact like that,” you tell her.

She leans in and kisses you gently, but long enough that Chase comes back into the room shouting an ‘ew’ at your public show of affection.

You two laugh and bring your son in for a group hug. Chase stays in Lizzie’s arms as you plate dinner for everyone.

And you love the view of your happily ever after.

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[goldenempyrean]

little drable for an early morning setting with a sick R and lizzie/florence

Early Morning

〚 Notes - Still doing these drabbles. Im a little busy with just general life rn and video games so sorry if things are slow! 〛

〚 Summary - Waking up sick sucked but waking up sick with your caring wife ready to take care of you? That sucked a little bit less. 〛

〚 Wordcount - > 500 〛

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The shining sun glittered through your curtains, painting the room with a hazy morning glow. It was early, not early enough for the world to be beginning its day but early enough for the birds to be happily chirping just outside your window. 

It took a moment for your eyes to adjust as you slowly woke up. To your delight, you felt a familiar hand come to massage your head. Rolling over, you smiled noticing that your wife was sat up in bed quietly scrolling on her phone. 

Your wife gently rubbed your head as you sat up groggily. “Good morning, sweetheart.” She smiled at you playfully, “Sleep well?” Lizzie put her phone down gently and carefully tucked the thin white sheet right up underneath your chin. You could feel the soft touch of her hand as she gently kissed your nose. 

“Hiiishhhuuu!”  

You turned away to sneeze into the covers, and as you did so your wife laughed. She reached over and grabbed a tissue and held it out to you, "Here you go baby." She chuckled, and you looked up at her as she gently stroked her fingers over your head. "Bless you sweetheart, I guess that kiss tickled that cute little nose of yours." 

If only that was the reason then things would be so much easier, but you knew better. You’d gone to bed with a headache yesterday and judging by the slight soreness settling at the back of your throat, it wasn’t too much of a reach to guess that you were coming down with something – especially not when you had to sneeze again only moments later. 

“Goodness love, bless you! You okay?” Lizzie said, her tone laced with a hint of worry as she shuffled down to snuggle up to you. 

You shrugged honestly, “I think maybe I’m getting sick, I don’t feel that good.” 

“Awh poor love, I guess this means you’re staying in bed today? Lizzie asked sweetly, passing you another tissue when you sniffled against her. 

“Mmmhp.” Your response was more a groan of agreement then a verbal answer but Lizzie knew what the answer would be anyway. 

“I guess I better give you lots of cuddles for you to get better then?” Lizzie smiled sweetly whilst patting the side of her chest, indicating you to lay your head there, she knew you loved resting your head against her - it always felt like the softest, most nurturing place in the entire world and there truly was no where else you’d rather be.  

“...Cuddles, kisses and I’ll maybe even make you some soup if you’re lucky.” She continued as you smiled. 

“God you’re the best, y’know that?” You purred happily. 

“Yep.” 

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[bloomingflowersthings]

Elizabeth Olsen Masterlist 💐

“I get way too much happiness from good food.”

The show must go on (Sick!Lizzie X Reader)

Burning up burnout (Lizzie X Sick!Daughter!Reader)

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[riveramorylunar]

Three Is Better Than One 

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Reader,

Scarlet Witch x Reader, Elizabeth Olsen x Reader, Wanda Maximoff x Reader x Scarlet Witch x Elizabeth Olsen

Warnings⚠️: Fighting, Blood, Cuts/Bruises, Crying & Fluff

Pet names/Nicknames: Lizzie, Wands, Scar, Sweetheart, Darling & Our Precious Girl

Word Count: 3,259

Music

"Y/N Y/N are you going to the theater to watch the new Doctor Strange movie" I heard my friend say as we left the school. "No I'm going to watch it at home you know how I am whenever I see Elizabeth Olsen on screen" I said and he laughed. "You'd literally be on your knees for her" he said slinging an arm over my shoulder. "And you'd be on your knees for any man that plays in the MCU movies" I said and I saw his face flush. I laughed and he shoved me away before huffing. "I hate you so much" he said and I smirked. "Love you too bestie" I said before hugging him.

After saying goodbye we went different directions even though we lived next to each other. He was going to go watch Ironman in the movie theater even though he's watched it like a thousand times already.

I walked into my house and threw my bag down on the ground. I walked into the living room and grabbed the remote before turning the TV on. I went onto Disney plus and clicked on Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of madness. I paused it before going into my kitchen and started getting food out to make dinner.

After making my food I walked back into the living room after grabbing a drink. I sat my drink down on my coffee table before sitting down on my couch. I grabbed the remote and hit play on the movie. I dug into my food as I started watching the movie. After finishing my food I set the plate down on the coffee table before curling up into my black & red plaid blanket. About halfway through the movie my eyes started to close. I tried to sit up to keep myself awake but it felt like something was weighing me down. I rolled onto my stomach as I felt a hint of warmth surrounding my body. I closed my eyes and soon I fell asleep not knowing that there were three figures standing behind me smiling softly.

I woke up to the sound of soft music playing and the smell of bacon making me really confused. I opened my eyes and looked around to see i was still in my living room but it had unlit candles on the coffee table and red roses as well. I slowly sat up and looked around to see everything was different. "W-what's going on" I whispered out as I was about to stroke my hand through my hair. I realized it was in a French braid making me even more confused. "Morning darling" I jumped when I heard someone's voice. I looked over towards the kitchen and my eyes widened in shock. "No fucking way Elizabeth fucking Olsen is in my house" I shouted and she raised her eyebrow. "Are you feeling okay darling" she said and I frowned.

"H-how" I said as I looked up at her. She tilted her head as she put the back of her hand on my forehead. "H-how are you here" I said and she frowned before kneeling down in front of me. "What do you mean by how, are you feeling okay are you sick or something" she asked and I shoved her away before scooting back. "I must be dreaming this can't be real" I said. "Y/N" she said and I shook my head no before standing up and backing away. "This is just some kind of dream" I said and yelped when I tripped over my blanket that was still wrapped around me. I felt arms catch me and I looked up. I pulled away from the figure as I stared in shock.

"This can't be real you're not real you're a fictional character" I said staring at the woman who was in front of me. Wanda fucking Maximoff was standing in front of me. I watched as she looked away before fiddling with her rings that were on her fingers. I shook my head before walking back and collapsing onto the couch. "This can't be real I have to be dreaming" I said as tears started falling down my face. I heard the kitchen door open and I looked up to see the one and only Scarlet Witch walk out. "What's tak-" she stopped herself and froze in place. She looked at Wanda who was still looking away and then at me before looking at Elizabeth.

She appeared in front of me making me scoot back on the couch. She slowly reached out before cupping my face softly. At that moment I realized it was all real. "I can feel you" I said and she smiled softly before nodding her head slowly. "H-how though" I said and I felt the couch dip beside me on both sides. I looked over to my left to see Lizzie sitting there smiling. I looked to the other side to see Wanda was sitting there but wasn't looking at me. I looked down to see she was still fiddling with her rings. I looked at Scarlet Witch and she removed her hands before leaning in and kissing the top of my head. "You should eat before you go to school" She said before standing up and walking towards the kitchen. I looked over at Wanda again and I grabbed her hands. "I'm sorry for making you upset" I said and she finally looked up at me. "It's alright I shouldn't have gotten upset you were in shock and I understand that now" she said before interlocking our fingers together. I smiled and she smiled back.

As I was standing in front of my door I looked at Scarlet Witch & Wanda. "You guys need to promise me you two will stay in the house people will literally go crazy if they see not just one but three of the same people" I said and they both nodded. "I'll see you guys later" I said before walking out the door and shutting it.

I walked into school and I was immediately tackled. I steady myself before I felt a weight on my back. "Austin really" I said and he got off before standing beside me. "Hello to you too Bestie" he said and I just rolled my eyes as we started walking through the halls towards the elevator. "So how was the movie did you like it" He said as we stepped into one of the many elevators. "I kinda fell asleep halfway through it and you'll never guess what happened when I woke up" I said and his eyes shined. "Dude you gotta tell me" he said as he grabbed my arm. "I don't think you'd believe me if I told you" I said and he let go of my arm before huffing. "I'm your best friend of course I'll believe you" he said before looking at me. "Alright promise me though" I said as I held my pinky out. He looked at my held out pinky before looking up at me. "You can't be serious" he said and I just looked at him. He rolled his eyes before grabbing my pinky with his. "I promise" he said and I smiled.

I went on to tell him about what happened this morning. I watched as he listened closely like a little kid making me laugh on the inside. "So yeah that's about it" I said and he shrieked like a little girl. "So you need to tell me that Wanda Maximoff, Scarlet Witch & Elizabeth fucking Olsen know who you are and they just randomly appeared in your house" he said and I nodded. "Wow you are one lucky girl" he said and I just rolled my eyes. "I'm not that lucky" I said and he gasped. "Dumbass you are definitely lucky people would kill to be in your shoes right now just to meet Elizabeth Olsen" he said just as the elevator doors opened. "I heard something about Elizabeth Olsen what's going on" we heard a voice say. We looked up to see the cheerleading captain standing in front of us wearing her cheer outfit. "Oh it's nothing right Austin" I said and he nodded. She looked between us before rolling her eyes. "Whatever I'll find out sooner or later" she said before shoving past us. We walked out of the elevator and after the door closed Austin flipped her off. "BITCH" He shouted and I covered his mouth. "Don't say that " I sneered out and he shoved my hand away. "What it's true she's a total bitch everyone knows it" he says and I just roll my eyes.

It was the end of the school day and I walked out of the building. Austin had to stay behind for his science group. As I was walking towards the exit of the school grounds I heard someone shout my name. I stopped before turning around to see the cheerleading captain and her boyfriend who was the football captain. "Can I help you" I said and they both smirked. "Yeah my girlfriend told me that your friend said that she was a bitch" Roco said and I raised my eyebrow as I gripped my backpack handle. "Yeah and" I said and he removed his arm from around his girlfriends shoulder. "I just want to talk to him do you know where he is" he said and I shook my head no. "No and if I did I wouldn't tell you" I said and he sighed. "Guess I have to give you it instead" he said and before I could say anything he punched me in the face. I fell to the ground and I held my cheek in pain. "WHAT THE HELL ROCO YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T BEAT THEM UP" Stacy said as I sat up leaning on my elbow. I looked up at him in shock and he just smirked.

I was laying on the ground in pain after he left. "Y-Y/N are you okay I'm sorry I didn't know he'd go this far" I heard Stacy say and I just groaned as I held my stomach. I sat up and whipped the blood off from under my nose. "Let me take you home it's the least I can do" she said and I just glared at her. "No thank you I'm fine" I said as I stood up but stumbled. She tried to catch me but I shoved her away before picking my backpack up. Before I walked away I turned to look at her. "You & your boyfriend will never change" I said before spitting blood out.

When I got home I unlocked my door and walked in. I slammed the door shut before dropping my bag to the ground. "Y/N welc- Oh my god what the hell happened" I heard Scarlet's voice. Before I could take another step my legs gave out and I collapsed to the floor in pain. "Y/N" I heard Wanda shout before I felt arms lift me up. I was laid down on the couch and I looked up to see Elizabeth standing there. "Wanda get the first aid kit" I heard her say and I watched as Wanda rushed off. "What the hell happened you were fine just this morning" I heard Scarlet say and I looked over to see her walking over with a bottle of water and a pain pill. I sat up with the help of Elizabeth before Wanda came running back in. "It's nothing to worry ab-" I was cut off when I saw Wanda's and Scarlet's eyes glowing red. "Just a fight" I said as Elizabeth knelt down in front of me. Before I could say anything my shirt was off of me and I shivered at the coldness. "Doesn't look like a fight Y/N" Elizabeth said and I looked away. "I was protecting my friend I didn't want him to get hurt Lizzie" I said and I felt her turn my face so I was looking at her.

She whipped the dried blood from under my nose before doing the same thing to my lip making me wince. "It looks like your lip is busted" she said and I saw Scarlet Witch walk over before she lifted her hand up. I watched as red whisps of magic float through the air. After a second I touched my lip and felt it was healed. "Can I heal the rest" she asked and I nodded. I giggled when I felt her magic heal me and I saw her raise her eyebrow in amusement.

It went silent after I stopped laughing. I looked over to see Wanda staring into the distance. "Wanda" I said and she didn't look over so I stood up and walked over to her. I grabbed her hands and she finally looked at me. Her eyes were glowing a deep red. I cupped her face and she leaned into the touch. "Wands what are you thinking about" I said and she opened her eyes. "Nothing that you should worry about sweetheart" She said before grabbing my hands and kissing them. I blushed at the nickname and I heard her chuckle. "I'll be back before you know it" she said and I started feeling tired. "W-wanda what did y-" before I could finish I collapsed into her arms. I felt her kiss the top of my head before I fell into a deep sleep.

I woke up gasping for air as I bolted up from the couch. "Wanda" I said and I looked around the living room but didn't see any of them. I was starting to panic but I heard voices in the kitchen making me calm down. I got up and walked into the kitchen to see Elizabeth and Scarlet chatting but no Wanda. "Where's Wanda" I said and they stopped talking before looking at me. "She's upstairs taking a shower" Scarlet said before walking over. As if on cue Wanda walked in with wet hair. She looked at me but I looked away. I heard my phone start ringing so I walked past Wanda and back into the living room. I picked my phone up and saw that Austin was calling. "Hello" I said as I answered the call. "I'm coming over" he said before hanging up. After standing there for a second my eyes widened in shock. " I swear I hate this boy so much" I said as I walked to the front door before unlocking it and opening it. On cue he came running into the house out of breath. I shut the door behind us and locked it. "No fucking way you weren't lying" he said and I turned around to see him looking at Wanda, Scarlet and Elizabeth. "Who is this" Wanda said and I walked over to the three of them. "He's my friend" I whispered out as I walked into the kitchen.

"So can you introduce me to Robert Downey Jr." Austin asked Elizabeth. "Uh I'll think about it" she said before looking at me and I just chuckled. "I'm taking that as a no" he said before frowning making me laugh. I slumped against the couch after he left. "Come here" I heard Scarlet's voice and I crawled over to her before laying on top of her. I felt her hand stroke through my hair and I nuzzled my face into her chest.

It's been about two months now and I haven't been this happy for awhile. I was taking my notebooks out of my locker when I heard someone's voice. "Y/N" I looked over to see Rocos face badly beaten up. "Oh are you alright Roco" I said before laughing as well as shut my locker. "I'm sorry Y/N please just listen to me" he rushed out as he fiddled with his hands. "Alright I'm listening" I said. "I'm really really sorry about that day I had no right to beat you up like that I went too far" he said and I just looked at him. "Why are you apologizing to me now" I said and he looked away before looking back. "Wanda Maximoff did this" he said and I just started laughing. "Dude she isn't real" I said as I continued laughing. "She told me if I didn't apologize to you she'd hurt me even more than just beating up my face" he said and I stopped laughing as I looked at him. "I h-have to go" I said before rushing off.

I slammed my door shut and locked it before walking into the living room to see Wanda and Scarlet Witch watching TV. I'm guessing Elizabeth had to go somewhere. "What the hell were you thinking Wanda" I shouted as I dropped my bag onto the ground. They both looked up and I could see they both were confused. "What's wrong" Scarlet said. "Wanda was beating a fucking kid up I get why you did that but you can't go around beating the hell out of people" I shouted and Wanda stood up. "I did it because he hurt you" she shouted and I scoffed. "I can protect myself I've done it for the past 5 years" I snapped back. "Can we just all calm down" Scarlet said and I glared at her. "I did it because I care for you and when I saw you all beaten up I thought I was going to lose you like I did my brother and parents" she said and I looked back over at her to see her looking down. I sighed and walked over to her pulling her into a hug. "I'm sorry for yelling at you" I said and she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. "I'm sorry too" she said before she kissed the top of my head. I pulled away and smiled. "Who knew the one & only Wanda Maximoff is more scary than the Scarlet Witch" I said and I heard Scarlet gasp. "Take that back right now" I heard her say making me look over at her. "It's true" Wanda said and I laughed. "Take that back" she said and Wanda pulled away from me. "Not in a million years Scar" I said and she glared at me. I saw her eyes glow red and I just smiled before backing up.

I heard the door open and I looked over at Elizabeth. "LIZZIE" I shouted before rushing over and hiding behind her. "What's going on" she said amusement lacing her words. "She thinks I'm not scary" Scarlet said and I peeked out from behind Lizzie. "Well now you are" I whispered and she smirked before I appeared in front of her. She smiled before stroking her hand through my hair making me gulp. "You're acting awfully nice" I muttered out and she just smiled before grabbing my jaw. "You don't know what I'm capable of Darling" she said before leaning in. "What are you going to do then" I said and she smirked before crashing her lips onto mine. My eyes widened in shock and she pulled away. "That" she said before letting go. "I- I uh" I shut my mouth before looking away. "You're so adorable" Elizabeth said right before she kissed me on the lips as well. She pulled away and Wanda pulled me into a kiss as well. Wanda pulled away before smiling softly. "Our Precious Girl" she said before tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

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[madamevirgo]

Hey! I love all of your fics so much! If you’re taking requests for Elizabeth Olsen x Reader, I have an idea.

Basically, you could choose if they are in a relationship already or not, but reader is always stealing Lizzie’s sweatshirts and hoodies (they can be ones marvel gives her or just any) and someone asks Lizzie about it and she just adores reader and loves that she is doing it.

Absolutely no pressure to write this, and I hope you are doing well! 💙

Title: She Wears My Heart On Her Sleeve

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Reader

Words: 515

Warnings: fluff, so much cheesiness you might get sick.

A/N: Maybe I wrote this in 30 minutes instead of paying attention to my 'Women, Gender & Development' class, maybe I didn't. So here's a short one & thank you Anon for the request! I hope it's up to your standards :)

It started casually.

You would have to stay on set ‘til very late in the evening or morning and your attire wouldn’t keep you from the cold, so Lizzie being the sweetheart that she was, would try to warm you up by draping her scarf or any piece of clothing that she had on hand, over your shoulders. You were a bit scatterbrained and would neglect to give them back. Lizzie didn’t mind, of course, she didn’t.

She would never admit it, not even now that you were dating - but she liked seeing you in her clothes. Logically, she knew that you couldn’t own a person, but her possessive side would tell her that this was a way of marking her property. By the time you had gone from friends to lovers, the clothes that you’d stolen from Lizzie filled two drawers. Eventually, Lizzie got curious and a bit exasperated, so one night, while you were cuddling, she asked you why you liked to steal her clothes so much, specifically her hoodies. You got embarrassed, and hid your face in the crook of her neck, mumbling something inaudible. It took some time, but Lizzie got it out of you.

“They have your scent and make me feel safe. I like to wear them when I feel anxious or down because being in your arms always seems to push my worries away. So when I wear your hoodies and feel like the world is getting too much, I simply close my eyes and imagine that I’m in my happy place; your arms. Besides, I like having a piece of you with me at all times.” It was so cheesy. Lizzie hated cheesy.

Or so she thought.

After that divulgence, Lizzie started being extremely forgetful, leaving her hoodies, scarves, basically, anything she could get away with, all over your apartment and trailer. She’d put them on, drench them in her perfume and leave them for you to find - and wear. It wasn’t long before the public and other castmates started to notice. The latter teased you relentlessly, yet you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. You were wearing your armour and nothing could make you sad when Lizzie’s scent dominated all your senses. As for Lizzie? She was happy if you were happy, and seeing you in her clothes made her really happy.

Soon, the paparazzi started to catch on as well. It’s not like either you or Lizzie was trying to hide it, to be fair. She’d wear a sweatshirt, and a few days later you could be seen wearing the same one. Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, but three or more times? That’s a pattern. So when Lizzie sat down for an interview, and the last question was an explanation as to why you could be seen wearing her hoodies so often, she was ready and simply answered:

“She likes to wear my heart on her sleeve.”

There was no other way of putting it because to put it simply: you owned Lizzie’s heart and she wanted the world to know.

[sere-rine]

F.T.a.J.K.M

Elizabeth Olsen x Fem Reader.

A/N: This story is originally written from my wattpad account. This is from my Middle-aged actresses oneshot imagines. (I added the link if you wanna check it out)

Warnings: Angst but with Fluff ending. {GIFS NOT MINE}

Y/n's POV

"Y/n! You'll do great." My PA says to me before I go up on stage. I thanked her and proceed to face the thousand crowds who is here to listen to my music live and support me.

I've been dreaming for this concert since i was 14. Now that i'm 26, it's happening.

With a big smile i started my first song and the second and the third until halfway through my fourth song I started to walk around the stage. I can somewhat see the people on the front row. I'm trying to hold their hands and making them sing some parts.

One person caught my eye. There are a lot of people i'm expecting but not her. She is watching me intently and luckily I didn't mess up my song. I finished it and gone back to the center of stage.

I talked to the crowd and thank god their not yet sick of me.

"This next song is very special to me. This was not supposed to be a part of the album but then 'things' happened and this song was born. This is for the person that I loved the most, until now!"

I breathlessly said to the crowd while fixing my guitar. I found her again and now I don't know if she gets it but yes, this song is for her.

'Line Without A Hook'

By: Ricky Montgomery

(Changed some of the lyrics, i copied it from tiktok so credits to the one who changed it)

~I don't really give a damn about the way you touch me

When we're alone

You can hold my hand

If no one's home~

"Liz are you still afraid?"

"Y/n what you're asking is easier said than done!"

"Why? Why is it so hard for you to tell the people that you love me? It's been two years Liz."

"Y/n I want privacy, I want our relationship to be private."

~Do you like it when I'm away?

If I went and hurt my body, baby

Would you love me the same?

I can feel all my bones coming back

And I'm craving motion~

"The relationship we have right now is a Secret Relationship, not a private one. You are hiding me from the world! You are hiding your love to me from the eyes of everyone!"

"Is what I'm doing is not enough?"

"You are enough! You will never be not enough, but I want to hold your hand when we're outside, kiss you whenever I want! And I want the world to know that I am Elizabeth Olsen's."

~Mama never really learns how to live by herself

It's a curse

And it's growing

You're a pond and I'm an ocean~

"Liz, just tell me the truth please. Do you even love me?"

"What are you saying? Ofcourse I love you! I love you more than anything?"

"Then tell me why? Just tell me your fucking reason, damn this!"

~Oh, all my emotions

Feel like explosions when you are around

And I've found a way to kill the sounds, oh~

"I'm afraid! Alright I Am Scared! Y/n I'm afraid of what would my parents will think of me! Of what would the world will think of me!"

"There it is! Is that it? Is that your only reason?"

"..."

"You love me Lizzie, and I don't doubt that. But you don't love me more than your fear."

"Y/n..."

"Liz, tell me. When are you going to be not afraid of the world? Do you want me to wait for you until you're ready? If you want me to wait... Then tell me until when am I going to wait?"

~Darling, when I'm fast asleep

I've seen this person watching me

Saying, "Is it worth it? Is it worth it? Tell me, is it worth it?"~

"Y/n I LOVE YOU with all my heart and soul but please, don't hurt yourself for someone just like me. My parents arranged me a marriage, I'll be marrying him next month."

"Him?"

"Yes, a Him. Go, I'm letting you go, find someone who can love you openly and is not afraid of the world!"

~Guess there is something, and there is nothing

There is nothing in between

And in my eyes, there is a tiny dancer

Watching over me~

"I Love You Liz! And just so you know? I'm still willing to wait for you! I hope that he loves you more than I love you."

~I'm singing

"She's a, she's a lady, and I am not a boy"

I'm singing, "She's a, she's a lady, and I am just a line without a hook~

I didn't notice the tears in my eyes while I'm reminiscing and singing now. The pain, disappointment, and the wish that i have. Oh, how I wish to be a man for her to love me freely. I didn't once doubt her love for me, but I know from the start, that her fear? Her fear is the one that will break us. Am i wrong?

I am so so jealous on the privileges that a straight couple have. Sometimes I think i'm on a wrong body. But no, I love being a female! I love that i can wear dresses and suits, i love being a feminine. Besides that is the reason she fell inlove with me in the first place.

Come to think of it, will she notice me if I am a male?

...

I was about to finish the song when she climbed up on the stage. The guards are running after her while she's running into my direction.

I'm shocked, what is she doing? My song was interrupted when she just hugged me out of nowhere. The guards are about to pull her away from me but I hugged her tight and I shoved the guards away.

The warm that her hugs can give me is so out of this world. I missed her presence, her smell, the feeling of her body on mine. The familiarity that she brings me is so divine!

She pulled away and faced me. Her green orbs is still as hypnotising as ever. Though it's full of tears, she still has the most beautiful eyes in the universe.

"Y/n I'm sorry, please forgive me, I love you and I love you more than anything, please can you forgive me? Give me one last chance to make it up to you!"

Our hands are on each other's cheeks and we're both looking intently on each other's eyes. I wiped her tears with my thumb and nod!

"Ofcourse, I told you, I'll wait for you."

She smiled and crashed her lips into mine but I pulled away remembering something.

"But Lizzie, the crowd? And we are live world wide!"

Her eyebrows cocked and if she is an animation, her eyes right now will be on fire.

"Fuck . Them . and . Just . Kiss . Me!"

[gayerthanevertbh]

Right Where You Left Me - Chapter Three

Masterlist

A/N: New chapter! This is quite short and I apologize for that, I'll do my best to update a new one later. Thank you so so much for reading my story, it truly means a lot to me since I'm doing my best to make this story interesting as possible. Anyways, hoping you enjoy chapter three!

Summary: A devastating broken marriage was formed between two lovers. She promised you forever, loyalty, and beautiful memories. You believed in everything she said until a file of divorce papers was on her table. Like as they always say; a cheater is always a cheater. If it happens once, it'll happen again.

Pairing: Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader; Elizabeth Olsen x Reader

Warnings: Smut!

Words: 2523

Chapter One

Chapter Two

“How long, Scarlett?” You whispered in such a small voice that you barely heard yourself and looked up at your wife who sat across you, her legs pressed together and her head down shamefully.

“My love–”

“Please,” You begged to just hear her answer and closed your eyes, tears running down on your cheek. “Please just…answer me. How long?”

Scarlett finally looks at you with her dark green eyes and gave you a broken smile between her lips, letting you know quietly that she loves you. That’s how she spoke with love if she has nothing else to say – her eyes speak but not her mouth.

“8 months.”

You hitched under your breath as she let out the confession that you needed to hear and it did not get you anywhere because now, you were fully having a mental breakdown right in front of her. She looks at you with so much regret on her face and knelt to you, touching your knees softly and kissing them. Chanting, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” over and over again until you got sick of it.

How can something be so beautiful meant to be broken and unfixable? How did you let yourself go through this situation without seeing the flags that she’s been hinting out? Maybe she was good at keeping secrets or it’s just you being clueless with everything.

Maybe you were aloof because of how much you were devoted to her – that you never brought yourself into that assumption of her cheating on you. Sure, you had thoughts about it but your complete trust was with her and now she broke it down; wondering if it was even worth mending again.

“My little dove, my sweet angel,” Scarlett whispered her pet names for you which makes you fall back down to her. “I am stupid. I am so fucking stupid for doing this and I’m sorry, I am so fucking sorry because there’s no excuse for it. My actions–it’s no excuse.”

It drove you mad of how she fully admits to herself that she was being an asshole because you wanted her to fight you – mainly because you needed a reason to divorce her.

“Scarlett, don’t do that.”

“Do what?” She replied – still kissing your kneecaps. “I love you so much, darling. I’m such a dickhead for doing this to you and I will spend my entire life making it up, mending your heart again.”

You shake your head in disagreement and let out a loud sob, her arms immediately wrapping around your body, and kissed your head with so much affection that you haven’t received from her in months. You tried pushing her body away but you let your guard down and hugged her back, crying onto her chest.

“I hate you, Scarlett.”

“I know, baby.”

You lifted your head and watch streams of tears on her cheeks. “I really fucking hate you, I despise you.” She nodded and pressed her forehead against yours, kissing the tip of your nose. You hated this effect that she gives you because right now it gives you comfort and validation that you want to push her away because of it.

But you let her give you what you need, you let Scarlett be intimate with you this way. You burst into tears once again and pressed your temple heard against her cleavage, seeking more comfort than she can offer you.

“I will make it up to you for the rest of my life, Y/N. Mark my word that I will.”

How much you want to fall for that but you can’t.

—

After that night, you decided to go to Elizabeth’s house and she gladly let you in, offering you to come inside. You sat quietly on her curved couch as she brings you a glass of water, smiling at you sweetly.

“I’m happy that you came to me, Y/N. Did she hurt you? What happened?”

You sighed and your mind hurt the thought of Scarlett sleeping with another woman that crossed you. It was awful.

“Apparently she’s been sleeping with that woman for 8 months?”

“What?” She lets out a loud gasp and widens her eyes in disbelief. “Oh my god, Y/N that must’ve been so–”

“I don’t know what to do,” You broke down and looked at her with a puffed-up face. “It hurts so much, Lizzie. I can’t breathe–I can’t think, I don’t–oh god.”

“Take deep breaths, love,” She soothes your back with her light hand as she inhales and exhales with you. “There you go, it’s okay. I’ve got you.”

Something about her doing this seems comforting to you and you’re glad that you ended up at her house because you’re on the verge of jumping off a cliff to forget everything that has happened uneventfully in your life.

“You’re safe with me here, angel. Take your time to speak, okay? No one is rushing you. I’m here to listen.”

You nodded and let out a sarcastic laugh, sniffling loudly. “I just never thought this would happen, her cheating on me. Me and Scarlett used to be so inseparable and now we’re two birds broken. How did we get from here?”

“You did absolutely nothing wrong, sweetheart. I know you wouldn’t hurt Scarlett that way.”

“But what made her go to that position then? What did I do?” You sobbed and covered your mouth with your hand, trying to take deep breaths to not have an anxiety attack at your friend’s house. She leaned against you and hugs you tight in her arms, calming you down with both of her hands running up and down onto your back. Tears starts to flow more out of your eyes as she whispered the sweetest things to you to help you calm yourself down. You have never thought in your life that something like this makes you want…Elizabeth. But you quickly turn that thought away and felt her lips pressed onto your head smoothly.

“I would treat you right, Y/N. I know I can. She doesn’t deserve someone like you.”

For the first time in months, you felt a spark in your heart – not knowing yet what it means but it felt such a relief to feel that way again.

—

“Who wants to go first?”

You lift your head and looked at your wife, who has her head down. Scarlett decided to proceed with the appointment because she thinks that’s what you both need. But honestly, you just want that fucking divorce.

You had a piece of paper that explained how or why you fell in love with your wife and it breaks your heart of how much you poured onto it. You sighed, almost audibly, and replied: “I don’t want to read mine.”

“I can read mine–”

“I think both of you need to read it,” The therapist says as she clasped her hands together tightly. “Y/N, how come you don’t want to read it?”

“Because it’s not even worth it.”

Scarlett’s face was filled with unhappiness and nodded, looking out of the window to distract herself from what you stated.

“How about you, Scarlett? What does your paper say?”

You immediately state, “I don’t want to hear what she’s going to say–I don’t know, I’d rather not hear it.”

“I have to leave–I can’t–I have to go,” Scarlett abruptly stood up and walked out of the room, hearing a sob that came out from her mouth once the door was closed. You sighed to yourself and looked down at your paper, noticing how beautifully it was written.

“My apologies, Mrs. Johansson–”

“Just Ms. L/N, if that’s alright.” The therapist smiles meekly at you and continued to talk about marriages that you technically didn’t pay attention to. Your thoughts ran into the moments that Scarlett was genuinely in love with you; because you’re sure that she isn’t anymore. She used to give you the best kisses in the world and speak with so much affirmation, you loved the way her hands were on your waist as you both danced in the living room quietly, soft jazz tuning in. Those were the moments you want to hold and simply not forget because it was still a good memory that both of you had.

You went back home alone without the paparazzi’s coming at your face – thank god and prepared yourself a glass of wine and sat at the patio with the sun glazing at your skin. You drank the wine seemingly, looking at the other houses that were in front of you. Where was Scarlett, anyways?

You shake your head away from the thought and called your friend Celia who seemed to pick up the phone quicker.

“Hey! Are you okay? What happened? How’s the counseling?”

“It was a complete disaster, Scarlett walked out.” You rolled your eyes at the memory and took more sips of your wine.

“She walked out? What gives her the rights, anyways? She was the one who cheated on you.”

“I understand, I guess. I mean, maybe she felt ashamed of what she has done.”

“Exactly! She should feel that way, that fucking bitch.”

“It’s okay Celia,” You tell her as you tried defending your wife – even though you shouldn’t, it was kind of a habit. “It’s not hard to find a lawyer since I and Scarlett have no kids, can I contact that lawyer of yours?”

“Yeah, sure! Let me give you her number. Her name is Lorraine Sawyer, she’s one of the best lawyers in LA.”

“Thanks, babe. I’ll call you later, okay? I just wanted to call you because of the whole lawyer thing.” You hung up on her and decide to fall asleep under the sunlight, not caring about the world if it burns you.

You’d rather feel that way anyway.

—

“Baby?”

“Hmm?”

She chuckles down at you and kisses your lips tenderly, pulling away with a smacking sound between your lips. “Do you want to go to New york? You know, for a little vacation? I’ve had a long shoot at the set today and I was wondering to take you to New York.”

“That sounds lovely,” You murmured and yawned, smiling at her that she find it so cute of you. “Would Florence mind?”

“Of course, she wouldn't, why?”

“Because she’s stealing you away from me lately…”

“My baby,” She pouted and pulled you into her body closer, kissing you on the forehead. You giggled at the way she maneuver her lips all over your face, it was your favorite little thing from her. “No one is stealing me, I promise. I’m yours as you are mine.”

“Mhm, you are mine indeed.”

She sang a little lullaby of a Disney song as you fell asleep, your head resting on her chest. She held you comfortably, kissing you once in a while until you were snoring on top of her which she finds so adorable from you. It was these little things that you loved remembering, the moments of just you and her – alone in the world.

—

“I decide to move out in two days,” You mentioned to your wife who was on the table, drinking the last bottle of wine that was on the cupboard. She looked at you in disbelief and shook her head.

“Y/N…”

“It’s best that I do because I can assure you that I no longer want to be in this marriage.”

She stands up from her chair and walked towards you, towering you with her height, and shakes her head again, whispering pleadingly, “No, don’t do this…”

“Scarlett–you have no other choice. I’m still divorcing you.”

“I know baby but can we just try to fix this marriage. I still love you so deeply,” She tells you and embraces you warmly, kissing the cheek that lingered on your skin. “You’re the love of my life, you’ll always be the love of my life. Don’t give up on me, please my dove?”

Your stomach churned as she calls you that pet name she always uses and it somehow made you think that what if you do fix this marriage with her? Is it even worth trying for? You sighed, looking at her and seeing how desperate she was.

“Tell me right now that you don’t love me and convince me otherwise so then I can agree to end this marriage because I know for the fact that you love me deeply as much as I do.” She slowly cups your right cheek and pressed her forehead against yours, smelling the reek of wine in her breath. “Tell me you love me, tell me, baby. Tell me you love me.”

Tell her you love her, scream it. Say it. Whisper it to her.

“I…” You stuttered and felt her lips pressed against yours, earning a moan coming from her mouth. You felt her tongue licking at the bottom of your lips for access and you completely gave in, not caring about the circumstances on hand. She had her hands on the back of your waist to hold you steadily as she dips her tongue into your mouth sweetly.

“Tell me you love me,” She whispered and slightly pushes you on the edge of her big table, opening your legs wide. “Tell me, baby. God, I love you so much.”

You let her unbutton down your shirt as she gives open-mouth kisses on your chest, making you moan in desperation. This was such a bad idea but yet felt so good because it was your wife handling you. She slowly kneads both of your breasts, whispering: “Tell me you love me and be a good girl for me.”

“I love you,” You whispered out and moaned audibly, making Scarlett pant against your skin. “I love you, Scar. I love you so much!”

“You mean that, sweet girl? Yeah?” Her hips grind onto yours and you hear her let out a brutal moan from her mouth. “God, you’re so fucking pretty. All submissive and takable. You want this, don’t you? Tell me you want it.”

You let your body possess you over as you nodded frantically – you couldn’t form the words between your lips when she was grinding herself onto you hotly. She smirked and presses you down on the table gently, taking off the underwear that you were wearing a few seconds ago.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me, bunny?” She whispers and takes off her flannel pants, revealing the black lace between her legs. You moaned at the sight and threw your head back in pleasure as she digs her fingers on your skin tightly.

“I’m going to be a good girl, Scarlett.”

“That’s it, bunny. Be a good girl for me, okay? Let mommy fuck you.”

And you did let her. All of your clothes were discarded and she fucked you like there was no tomorrow. You didn’t complain, your mind was in complete bliss when her hands are all over your skin, her other hand on your neck as she pumps 4 fingers inside of your tight core. You were a moaning mess, you kept chanting her name out as she says the dirtiest words to you – knowing it would make you orgasm.

Scarlett knows how to fuck you right and when for you to shut up, and you let her dominate you. Even though you hate her, you loved the way you connected with her like that and it sounds pretty toxic. No complaints though.

You’ll worry about the divorce tomorrow once your mind is no longer filled with her.

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