#if u guys send me prompts for other adventures haha

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I keep thinking of alexei and Melina interacting with Romanogers babies!!!! 😭😭😭 and yelena as the fun aunt that makes fun of their parents, and I definitely see alexei joining 😭😭 I think Melina would be so gentle with them, teaching them science, showing them animals and I just 😭😭😭

hi anon -YES OMGGG -but was that a prompt because it sure sounded like a prompt!

anyways, here ya go!

Title: turns out i got two

Relationship: Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanoff

Summary:

My whole life I didn't think I have any family. Turns out I got two.

Adventures with both sides of Natasha's family!

ft. romanogers babies, cool Aunt Yelena, Grandpa Alexei and Grandma Melina, and more!

Also on AO3!

“Shhh, don’t wake up your mama!”

Natasha crinkled her nose at the noise around her, still partly muted from the nap she was just waking up from. She wasn’t sure what time it was - just that she closed her eyes in the middle of an old movie and she Steve were watching, knowing damn well it was just background noise while they cuddled in silence. One thing she knew for sure was that she was alone on the couch now but a blanket was draped over her. Giggles erupted next to her ear and she fought against a smile tugging at her lips.

“I think mama’s awake anyway,” a voice answered, an obviously failed attempt at a whisper.

“I think she’s still sleeping,” Natasha joked, peeking an eye open and seeing James right in front of her. He was grinning ear to ear, but there were specks of mud on his face. “James? Did you not listen to Nana and played with the pigs again ?” Fully awake now, Natasha sat up and took James’ face in her hands, leaning in to kiss his forehead. He giggled, throwing his arms around Natasha’s neck for a hug. “Honey,” Natasha pulled away fractionally, “you smell stinky.”

James nervously laughed and tried to explain. “I might have fallen in the pen.” Natasha narrowed her eyes, seeing right through her son’s lie. She didn’t have to be a spy to know that he’s lying - and, judging by the sheepish smile on his face, James knew he can’t fool his mother either.

“Whatever happened to watching him?” Natasha asked Alexei, her voice stern but teasing. No matter how many rules for the kids she tried to establish, it seems that they go out the window once the grandparents are in charge. She knows it should annoy her, yet she can’t help but find it cute. Melina and Alexei are only lenient on the little things anyway, respecting major rules that Steve and Natasha has laid out for their kids.

Looking up from the newspaper he was reading at the kitchen counter, Alexei’s eyes widened. “What do you want me to do! He said he fell! Right, James?” Alexei argued, throwing his hands up and winking - obviously wanting James to make his mom believe that he didn’t deliberately play with his grandma’s experiment - er, pet - pigs. James giggled and nodded, loving his little game with his grandfather. Natasha’s convinced the two of them spending so much time together will drive her to an early grave.

“Yeah, I don’t think even your dad could be convinced of that, bud. Go, take a shower please.” He nodded and ran up the stairs to the bathroom. Yawning and stretching her arms, Natasha turned to Alexei. “What time did you guys get back? And where’s everyone else?” She eyed the clock and saw that it was nearing 7pm. Melina and Alexei took James and Sarah to the Cleveland Zoo earlier in the day, insisting that the kids stop by there before they go back to New York the next day.

Melina and Alexei’s farm in the suburbs of Cleveland became a frequent vacation spot for Steve, Natasha, and the kids. Ever since the Red Room was taken down, Melina and Alexei decided to go back to Ohio and settle down - if that’s what they want to call it. The two have been working with Yelena in tracking down more Widows and other victims of the Red Room - as well as running covert ops in taking down child-trafficking rings - from their farm. Yelena is more of a nomad - being more active in the field by traveling all over the world, although she usually stops by the farm or Natasha and Steve’s house in New York.

“We only have been here for an hour. Steve’s helping Melina with some stuff in the back. Sarah does not want to leave her grandmother’s side,” Alexei smiled fondly. Sarah has thoroughly stolen her grandfather’s heart and it shows.

Natasha nodded, checking her phone for messages. “Is Yelena stopping by? The kids haven’t seen her in a while.”

“Eh, you know her. She might, she might not.” Natasha looked up at that, narrowing her eyes at him. Alexei put his hands up again. “I don’t know. She said she will try. I did not want to put the kids’ hopes up so I did not tell them.”

Natasha smirked. “That sounds like her.” She stood up and headed to the back door to see if she could spot Sarah and Steve. The little girl is sitting on the back of a pony, with Melina standing next to her with a hand perched on her back - although Natasha has a rising suspicion that the pony is a little bit too behaved for a regular farm animal. And Steve is - oh - now breaking logs in half. For what, Natasha isn’t sure, but all she knows is that he makes a damn good sight to see.

“I used to look like that, you know. Maybe even bigger.” Alexei, who Natasha didn’t notice have moved next to her, suddenly piped up, seemingly following her line of sight. “Your mom - you know, those years we lived here - she liked it, I could tell.” Natasha wrinkled her nose, frowning as she looked up at Alexei. “What, what? I’m just saying. He’s not the only super soldier in the house. I’m just saying. I put on some weight but I still look good, no? Melina still thinks so.”

“Okay, calm down. I don’t really need all the gory details.” Natasha shook her head, looking back at Steve. He’s almost through his pile of whole logs, his shirt now almost completely drenched in sweat.

“But that’s my point - there are still gory details,” Alexei winked at Natasha’s overly-dramatic shudder. “You know. If you two need more weekends alone, Melina and I don’t mind having the kids over. You just have to tell us.”

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Natasha turned to meet Alexei’s eyes. “Ha ha, I get it. As weird as what you’re trying to say - thank you. I appreciate it, really.” He grinned, his right arm reaching around Natasha to envelop her in a one-arm hug. It took a while for Natasha to let Alexei start hugging her again, and once she did, he never let a moment to do so pass.

Natasha caught Sarah’s eyes when the latter looked up, waving with her free hand. She heard Sarah squeal and say something to Melina, who nodded at the little girl. Sarah brought her arms out and was lifted off the pony by her grandmother before making a mad dash to the back door where Natasha was standing. Alexei slid the door open just in time to hear the “Mommy!!!” screech coming from Sarah, with said little girl running into her mom’s open arms.

“Hi honey! How was your time at the zoo today?” Natasha asked while hugging Sarah tightly. The little girl hugged her back with all her might before letting go, excited to answer her mom’s question.

“I had so much fun! Grandma taught me about animals!”

“Go on, tell your mama which one is your favorite,” Alexei prodded, reaching down to help straighten Sarah’s hair.

“I liked the monkeys! They remind me of Rocky,” the girl replied, making Natasha sputter. Ah, yes. Sarah and her ever-fascination with Rocket Raccoon will never not amuse any of the other Avengers.

“Make sure to tell him that, honey,” Steve suddenly piped up, having walked back with Melina. He stood next to Natasha and planted to swift kiss to her lips.

Natasha wrinkled her nose, flicking his arm. “You stink, go shower after your son,” she waved him off, sending him laughing up to their room to get changed.

“And do you remember what animal group monkeys are a part of?” Melina asked, kneeling on one knee next to Sarah.

Sarah paused for a minute, scrunching up her brows in the same way as Steve often would when thinking - something Natasha would often tease him about - before answering. “Primates!”

This made Melina beam and kiss her forehead before standing up. “Very good, baby! You’re the smartest little girl I know!” she praised, making Sarah giggle. Turning to Natasha and Alexei, she inclined her head to the kitchen. “Come on, dinner should be ready soon.”

Once Steve and James got back and helped set the table, they all gathered around the table to eat. Melina made Borscht and Stroganoff - both of which are favorites of James and Sarah. They were laughing about how Sarah tried to ride one of the ponies at the zoo thinking it would be as tame as Melina’s pony, only to have it get spooked and run away when the doorbell rang. The adults all exchanged a look as Alexei stood up to answer the door.

“Who’s that grandma?” James asked, glancing up before taking a bite of his food.

“Your favorite aunt, it’s who!” A voice bellowed, followed by a tapping of feet.

“Auntie Yelena!” Both children chorused, rushing out of their seats to greet their aunt before she even reached the kitchen. “Fanny!” they squealed once the dog found them and started circling their feet.

Yelena walked into the kitchen with Sarah and James latched on both of her sides, Fanny following right on their heels. “Hello, everybody. Thanks for not waiting for me before eating,” she deadpanned.

“We didn’t even know you were coming.” Melina answered, scooping more soup into Steve’s bowl.

Yelena’s mouth dropped. “Natasha knew! I texted her. This is so unfair,” she huffed and sat down on the available seat next to Steve once the kids let go of her.

“What? I wanted it to be a surprise!” Natasha argued, smirking at her sister. “Isn’t that what you would’ve wanted?” she asked before eating a spoonful of Stroganoff. Yelena pouted, taking a piece of bread and biting into it.

Conversation flowed nicely throughout dinner, and it wasn’t until everyone moved into the living room while eating dessert did Yelena start braiding Sarah’s hair. “Are you ever going to color your hair, honey?” She asked, her fingers swiftly yet delicately weaving through the little girl’s hair.

“Oh please, Yelena, she’s six. Don’t give her any ideas,” Natasha waved her off, passing the bowl of ice cream to Steve.

Melina laughed, getting everyone’s attention. “It’s funny you say that, you know. Considering you would put temporary dyes in Yelena’s hair when you were younger. Not to mention your blue hair,” she nudged Alexei’s side, making him snort. “Remember?”

Steve looked at Natasha, his mouth dropping fractionally. “You had blue hair?” That got James’ attention too, as he turned to them from the TV.

Natasha narrowed her eyes at Melina before looking at Steve. “You’ve seen me with how many different hair colors already?”

“Yes, but that’s different because those are for missions, so it doesn’t mean the same. You had honest-to-god blue hair?” he tried asking again.

“Didn’t you bring the photo album with you, mama?” Yelena asked, looking up at Melina.

Melina nodded and stood up from the couch, plucking the album from one of her bookshelves. “Here, see?” She brought it over to where Steve and Natasha were sitting, setting it on the coffee table in front of them.

The photo album looked worn but the pictures were still clear, surprisingly. It contained the tale of their undercover family in Ohio, yet it all felt very real. Steve smiled softly at a young Natasha - he’s seen some of this pictures before, but the photobooth shots of a young her and Yelena have been new additions to the album. He figured they might have had it restored because it looked crisp and blown up.

“Wow, she wasn’t kidding. You did have blue hair,” he remarked, making Natasha glare at him. “What? It looks good! You looked so… punk.”

“She does have a flair for the dramatic,” Yelena agreed, tying Sarah’s braid in place. “There, all done! Show your mama.”

Sarah skipped to Natasha’s side, showing off her new braid and getting praises from her parents. She looked down to where everyone was looking at, noting the pictures for the first time. “Is that you, Aunt Yelena?” she pointed to a picture of a little girl holding a box in front of a tree.

Yelena knelt down next to the table to look at which photo she was pointing at and stifled a laugh. The ends of her hair in that picture have tints of pink in them, probably from one of Natasha’s so-called “experiments” back then - where she would usually test out a color on Yelena’s hair too before committing all of it on hers. She nodded at Sarah, “Yes, honey, that’s me. That’s your mom next to me.” she pointed at where a young Natasha was smiling brightly at the camera.

“Your hair looked like candy!”

Looking smug, Yelena leaned back to look at her sister in the eye, who was already shaking her head. “Well, honey, it’s a good thing your mom knows a lot about hair colors.”

Steve snorted at the inside joke between them just as Sarah started rattling off a list of colors she wants to try. It sounds like she might just be listing every color she can recall, but Yelena knows Natasha has at least found her new muse to experiment hair colors with.

[sourholland]

ahhh omfg i literally cannot believe that there are a thousand of you!!! in celebration of that, im doing a few day long sleepover + this writing challenge :) i know that i have a lot of followers that have never written before/never posted writing before and i hope this allows a few of you to try something new!thank you guys so much for sticking with me and reading and reblogging what i write, it means MORE than you know. in advance, i already appreciate and am grateful for anyone who chooses to participate in this challenge!

→ there isn’t a specific theme, but you are encouraged to choose a prompt: dialogue prompts/trope prompts/music prompts have been listed below the cut

→ i have decided not to restrict who you write for (as long as they are people under my faq - harry styles, tom holland, timothée chalamet, etc.) so please check that out before you enter the challenge!!!

how to participate:

choose a prompt/person you are writing for (you are only allowed one (photo prompt, if you so choose); once you choose it, i will strike it out so nobody else can. dialogue/trope prompts are up for anyone to grab. you can be as abstract and creative as you’d like, just make sure your writing correlates in some way. if you choose not to use a prompt, make sure to inform me)

send your prompt/person/+any additional information through my ask box. please do not send this anonymously, if you are uncomfortable—please use my private dms

write your story!!! as long as you let me know you’ve entered before the end of sign ups, you can post anytime before the deadline! i am so thrilled to see all of your beautiful creations :)

when you post your story on your blog, use the tag #Poetrcy1KFicChallenge and tag me (@poetrcy) i want to be able to easily find and locate your stories!

rules/requirements:

you must title your story (i don’t care what)/use the hashtag listened above

your entry sign up must be sent to me no later than June 15 (11:59 EST) i’m asking you all to kindly let me get this all organized and situated! please don’t submit prompts/send in anything regarding you doing the challenge past this date—if you haven’t already signed up. if you’re already signed up, come into my inbox and talk about ur thoughts and ideas as much as you want. if you’re just waiting to read others fics, you can do this as well :)

including a summary! i’d to see a brief summary of your fic when you send in your entry/when you post it. it doesn’t have to be very detailed, just a little overview

smut, angst, dark au’s are allowed! please list warnings before your fic though.

there is a minimum of 900 words and no maximum! write as much as you’d like, the more the better :)

lastly, all fics that would like to be included in the challenge/reblogged/tagged on the challenge masterlist must post your story on or before June 25 (11:59 EST) if you have a serious reason for now being able to get your fic in by the deadline, please let me know!

→ im really hoping to get some people involved in this, i wanted it to be as broad and as creativity inviting as possible! i’d even like to have some new writers that are just testing out the waters get involved! nonetheless, if you’re just waiting to read all of the wonderful works—that’s fine too :)

other things you may want to know:

collaborations are invited!

you are able to change your prompt (this next part is regarding photo prompts, dialogue and trope prompts can be changed no matter if someone is using it or not) as long as it’s still available. please message me about this!

im am at your disposal for questions/ideas/help. please don’t feel embarrassed to ask me for anything:)

if you need to drop of the challenge for whatever reason, let me know! just message me, you don’t owe me an explanation of anything. i won’t be upset, this is just for fun haha

the #Poetrcy1KFicChallenge Masterlist will be posted after the deadline! all of the authors will be tagged in this.

anything not permitted on my faq, will not be allowed for this challenge either. please don’t make this weird and try and write about things like r*pe, in*est, etc.

ideas below the cut <3

au/trope prompt ideas:

- friends to lovers

- enemies to lovers

- strangers to lovers

- coworkers to lovers

+ anymore u guys come up with

- bf!au

- celebrity!au

- dad!au (no x child!reader)

- mob!au

- dark!au

- prince!au

- royalty!au

- boxer!au

- ceo!au

- actor!au

- singer!au

- model!au

- historical!au

- period piece

+ anymore u guys come up with

dialogue prompts

“i wish i hated you”

“no, i never noticed”

“marry me” “how drunk are you?”

“go to paris with me”

“you make me sick”

“fuck you” “gladly”

“you’re really pretty”

“so—did you want to go out with me?”

“no offense, but you kind of seem like an ass”

“have we met before?”

“is that a hickey?”

“are you fucking drunk?”

“i wish you wouldn’t look at me like that”

“so is this us breaking up?”

“you remind me of the color yellow”

“open the door”

“there’s only one bed and i’m not sleeping on the fucking floor”

“i’ve never wanted another person as much as i want you”

“i feel so strongly for you that it makes me sick”

“that’s none of your business”

“did you fuck him/her/them”

“i want you”

“i’m tired”

“stay please”

“i’m sorry—i know i fucked up”

“tell me you love me, tell me even if you’re fucking lying”

“you hurt my feelings”

“i want you to know how much i care about you”

“you’re so unfunny”

“stop being such an ass”

photo prompts

kisses from italy

farmers market adventures

the 60s

the 70s

the 80s

the 90s

victorian ball

drives in the rain

matching tattoos

award show/met gala

fashion show

record store

[honeybunny-sawamura]

yaho darlings! ❤️❤️ to thank all of you and to celebrate 300 400, i’m holding a 🍯 Honey Café Bash 🍯!! WEEEHHH!!! 🥳 for this big event, i’ll be writing your drabble and timestamp requests 📩 and answering any questions or just chatting with you! ^w^ all of you are welcome to come and have something sweet 🍰 and/or something spicy 🌶 heheh! honestly, i want to thank all of you for supporting me and being all so lovely. ❤️ even if we don’t interact that often, i appreciate every one of you. 💕💕💕💕

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a Haikyuu!! character

a SFW/NSFW dialogue prompt from HERE! (ONLY the dialogue prompts. NOT the kinks)

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a Haikyuu!! character

a body part (hands, chest, hair, etc.)

a time (10:08 AM, 06:37 PM, etc.)

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