#katherine bishop x reader

[girlkisser13]

juna

"don't even try" "i don't have to think" "with you, there's no pretending" "you know me"

pairings: kate bishop x fem!reader

warnings/tags: none. tooth rotting fluff.

summary: to be loved is to be known.

the weight of the day settled heavily on your shoulders as you trudged up the stairs to your apartment. the final exam you had been dreading was finally over, but the stress and exhaustion still clung to you like an unwanted shadow. you fumbled with your keys, the dull ache in your head making it hard to focus, but eventually, the door clicked open, and you stepped inside.

the first thing that hit you was the smell—warm, comforting, and familiar. you inhaled deeply, recognizing the scent of your favorite snacks. a small, tired smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you dropped your bag by the door and kicked off your shoes.

"hey," came kate's voice from the kitchen, light and warm. she emerged a moment later, her dark hair tied up in a loose bun, wearing one of her many hawkeye t-shirts and a pair of gray sweatpants. the sight of her alone was enough to make some of the tension in your shoulders dissipate. "how'd it go?" she asked, her eyes soft and concerned as she walked over to you.

you sighed, letting out a long breath that you didn’t realize you’d been holding. "i think i survived," you muttered, allowing yourself to lean into her as she wrapped her arms around you. the embrace was exactly what you needed, solid and grounding, as if her very presence could absorb the fatigue that weighed you down.

"you did more than survive," she said, her voice gentle as she pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "you crushed it, i’m sure."

her confidence in you made your heart swell, and you tightened your arms around her, basking in the warmth of her embrace. after a moment, she pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes with a playful smile.

"so, i know you’re probably exhausted, but i’ve got a little something planned to help you unwind."

curiosity piqued, you tilted your head. "oh? what kind of something?"

kate grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she took your hand and led you further into the apartment. the living room was dimly lit, with the soft glow of fairy lights creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. On the coffee table, an assortment of your favorite snacks was laid out, all of them carefully arranged just the way you liked. there were chips and dip, chocolate-covered pretzels, and even a small platter of fresh fruit.

"you did all this?" you asked, your heart melting at the thoughtfulness behind it.

kate nodded, her expression a mix of pride and affection. "of course. i know how tough exams can be, so I wanted to make sure you had everything you needed to relax."

the sincerity in her voice was like a balm to your weary soul. she knew you—really knew you—and she always seemed to know exactly what you needed, often before you even knew it yourself.

but she wasn’t done. still holding your hand, kate led you down the hallway to the bathroom. the door was closed, but she opened it with a flourish, revealing a sight that nearly brought tears to your eyes. the bathroom had been transformed into a serene oasis, with candles flickering around the edges of the room, casting a soft, warm light over everything. the bathtub was filled with steaming water, a few rose petals floating on the surface, and you could smell the soothing scent of lavender wafting from the bubbles.

"you did all this for me?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

kate’s expression softened even further as she reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "you deserve it. i know how hard you’ve been working, and i wanted to make sure you had a chance to really unwind."

you were touched beyond words. it wasn’t just the snacks or the bath; it was the thoughtfulness behind it all. kate knew you so well, understood how you needed to relax and recharge, and she had gone out of her way to make it happen. it made you feel loved in a way that was almost overwhelming.

"kate, this is… you’re amazing," you said, feeling a lump form in your throat.

she smiled that easy, confident smile of hers, the one that always made your heart skip a beat. "only the best for my girl," she replied, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

you squeezed her hand back, holding on a little tighter as the stress of the day started to melt away. "thank you. i… i really needed this."

"that’s what i’m here for," kate said, her voice soft and reassuring. "now, how about you get into that bath? i’ll bring you some snacks in a bit."

you hesitated for a moment, not wanting to let go of her hand, but the idea of sinking into the warm water was too tempting to resist. "okay," you said, finally letting go. "but don’t stay away too long."

kate chuckled. "i wouldn’t dream of it."

she left you to undress and slip into the bath, the water immediately working its magic as it enveloped you in warmth. you sighed in contentment, feeling the tension drain from your muscles as the lavender-scented bubbles soothed your senses. the candles flickered around you, their soft light creating a tranquil atmosphere that allowed you to finally let go of the stress that had been building up for days.

you closed your eyes, sinking deeper into the water, and let yourself fully relax for the first time in what felt like forever. the only thing that could make this better was having kate by your side, but you knew she’d be back soon, and the thought of her made you smile.

true to her word, kate returned a few minutes later, carrying a small plate of snacks. she set them down on the edge of the tub, then sat on the floor beside you, her chin resting on her arms as she looked up at you with a soft smile.

"how’s the water?" she asked, her voice low and soothing.

"perfect," you murmured, opening your eyes to meet her gaze. "thank you, kate. this is… everything i needed."

she reached out to brush her fingers against your cheek, her touch gentle and comforting. "i’m glad," she said softly. "i love seeing you like this, relaxed and happy. you deserve it."

you felt a surge of emotion at her words, your heart swelling with love for this incredible woman who knew you better than anyone else. i don’t know what i’d do without you," you confessed, your voice thick with emotion.

kate’s smile widened, and she leaned in to press a tender kiss to your forehead. "you’ll never have to find out," she whispered, her breath warm against your skin.

you closed your eyes, basking in the warmth of her affection, feeling more at peace than you had in a long time. kate always had a way of making everything better, of making you feel loved and cherished in a way that no one else ever had. knowing that she was always there for you was the greatest comfort you could ever ask for.

for a while, the two of you simply sat in comfortable silence, the only sounds being the soft crackle of the candles and the gentle splash of water as you shifted slightly in the tub. kate’s presence was soothing, her closeness a balm to your soul, and you felt the last remnants of tension drain away as you relaxed completely.

after a while, kate spoke again, her voice soft and thoughtful. "you know, i was thinking… after you’re done with your bath, we could watch a movie or something. or if you’re too tired, we could just cuddle on the couch. whatever you want."

the idea of curling up with kate, wrapped in a blanket and watching one of your favorite movies, sounded like heaven. "that sounds perfect," you said, smiling at her.

she returned your smile, her eyes warm and full of affection. "good. i’ll get everything ready while you finish up here."

you nodded, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over you. "kate, i really don’t know what i did to deserve you."

she laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "you don’t have to do anything to deserve me. i’m here because i want to be, because i love you."

your heart skipped a beat at her words, and you felt a rush of warmth flood your chest. "i love you too, kate," you said, your voice full of sincerity.

she smiled that beautiful smile of hers, and you knew in that moment that there was nowhere else you’d rather be. kate was your home, your safe place, and as long as she was by your side, you knew you could face anything.

with one last loving look, kate stood up and left the bathroom, leaving you to soak in the warmth of the bath and the comfort of knowing that you were truly and completely loved.

[three-unspoken-words]

Do I love them or am I in love with the idea of them? They’re always on my mind, I’ve known them for a while, I’d do anything for them. Is it love? I feel that I don’t know them deep enough to love but the feeling is so strong, could it be love?

[sexymilfwitch]

Today was a Fairytale

Parings: Princess!Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader 

Summary: Kate choses she wants to marry y/n after silently admiring her from her castle’s bedroom window

Words: 2197

Note: The title is after a taylor swift song, this is my second fic and idk how i feel about it but i hope everyone who sees it enjoys it!!

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 “Excuse me? Y/N?” I hear in a somewhat quiet voice

I turn around to come face to face with the princess, immediately I go to bow but she stops me once she realizes what I’m doing. 

“No no, please there's no need for that!” Princess Kathrine says as she giggles a little

“Forgive me for my reaction your highness, it's not everyday you run into the prettiest woman in all the lands.” I state as the princess’ cheeks turn a light shade of pink “To what do I owe this extraordinary pleasure of talking to you Princess Kathrine?”

“Please, call me Kate” she insists “I am here because as everyone knows i am to be betrothed soon” a twinge of pink hits her cheeks as she begins speaking again “And as you probably have heard in whispers around the kingdom, i've turned down every suitor who has come to court me.”

“Yes I have heard about you declining them all, but there was talk that you and Princess Maximoff were getting along well” the second i said that her eyes widened as she playfully shook her head

“Wanda? Oh no she's one of my best friends, nothing more.” 

“Princess Kath-” she put a finger up to my mouth to shush me as i went to speak

Removing her finger from me I was met with “Kate, I told you to call me Kate silly.” 

“My apologies Kate but as I was trying to ask, what brings you here?” I questioned “Don't get me wrong, I adore your company and presence. It's just that my bakery is far from the castle and it seems you’re not accompanied by any guards.” Kate blushed and started to smile 

“Did you know that my bedroom window looks perfectly at your bakery?” 

“No your highness, I didn't.”

“Well it does, and I've been watching you from afar for a while. Your breathtaking smile and energetic personality, I realized once my mother started inviting royalty from other kingdoms to court me that none of them would ever be you!” I was a bit taken aback by this information but kept listening to the princess “I know this all sounds a little crazy but I am in love with you!” 

My breath hitched as the princess hid her face in her hands. “What i'm trying to say is that i want to wed you y/n, i want you to come to the castle and court me.” she stated as i stayed silent 

With wide eyes and shaky hands I grabbed one of her hands in mine. “Princess, you don't know who I am, how could you be so sure that you want to be wed to me?” i looked into her eyes “i am only a baker your highness, I feel honored but surely one of your royal suitors would be a far better match for you.” I whispered as i looked away from her

“I know what I want, I am not some child anymore.” she stated “you being a baker and trying to look out for me is even more endearing y/n, i get that this is an outlandish thing to spring onto you and i'm truly sorry, but if you just come to the palace and let me show you who i am i promise you won't regret it.” 

As I looked back towards her she sent me a small smile “I will come to the castle” her smile grew a little “but I will not wed you right away.” as her smile started to fade i began to talk again “i want to know you, learn who you are. I'm not the type to jump into marriage, your highness. I would like for you to know who I am and for me to know you before we wed.” that gorgeous smile made its way back onto her face.

“Oh lovely! You will not regret this y/n!” she looked so happy as i smiled and hoped i wouldn't regret this. 

It had been a month since our first meeting. I was brought to the castle the next morning, Kate had accompanied the driver saying how she didnt want me to ride alone. The past weeks have been hectic, lots of people taking my measurements and teaching me what fork was for what dish. Why were there so many utensils on a table? Honestly it seemed absurd. I had barely gotten to spend time with Kate to learn about her although I had started to warm up to her, what little time i did get with her was mostly her asking me about myself.  

I was broken from my thoughts as Kate walked in and grabbed my hand as she wordlessly pulled me along with her “Kate? Where are you taking me?” 

She turned her head to the side a little to look and smirk at me “I’m taking you out, you've been cooped up in this castle too long!” 

I smiled and giggled out “Kate, I have to go to a fitting soon!”

“Too bad! I'm taking you to meet our head guard, he's also my best friend but he won't admit to us being friends, so don't listen to anything he says." I laughed at that last part and she smiled as she started walking next to me holding my hand as we got outside.

As we reached a training round with targets in a line far away, a man with ashy blonde hair and a bow in his hand came into view.

“Y/N this is my best friend, Clint Barton!” she exclaimed as he grumbled something about only being her teacher with a smile on his face.

He put down the bow as he walked up and hugged Kate “Technically im her archery teacher, but she's a little delusional so i just let her say im her best friend.” she hit his arm as she turned to me 

“I told you he'd deny it.” she whispered as i giggled 

Clint looked at us and smiled “Look this is cute and all, but Katie has some practice to do.” 

Kate walked towards her bow and ushered me over “actually Clint y/n here is going to be shooting, And I was hoping I'd get to teach her alone.” 

The blonde man simply smiled, raised his hands in the air and walked away.

“Katie? That's a cute little nickname” she blushed “also, i’m not actually shooting this thing am i?”

She raised the bow up “this thing is my bow and yes, i know you really only know random things about me like what my favorite book genre is or my favorite color. I want to share this with you, archery is something I love dearly. Just like how I love you, and I want to introduce my one love to my other love!” 

Even though I do know she loves mystery novels and her favorite color was purple, I was happy to learn about her interests. I frowned a little as she said she loved me, i haven't been able to say it back and i want to i'm just not ready yet. She's constantly assuring me it's okay and that my emotions move at their own pace especially since it's only been a month which i appreciated. 

I smiled and looked up at her “Well what are you waiting for bishop? Introduce me.” 

Her face lit up as she placed the bow in my left hand and got behind me as she fixed my stance. Once the arrow was set on the string for me she placed her hands on my hips and moved her head to my right shoulder.

“Okay now draw the bow and look at your target.” her breath on my neck made my ears turn a shade of red “Good girl, now release.” my heart sped up and I let go of the bow string.

The arrow struck the target right in the middle. I didn't notice seeing as I had already turned to look at Kate. she didn't notice either because she was already looking at me, my breath hitched once i realized we were face to face. Our mouths were inches away, Kate lifted her hand to hold my cheek as we leaned towards each other. 

Right as our lips were about to connect Clint came back “Katie! You both should be heading back in soon it's going to rain!” our heads turned towards him so fast im surprised we didn't get whiplash

Once he left we turned back to each other and laughed as Kate rested her forehead on my shoulder. 

She lifted her head and laughed out “Some best friend he is!” 

“It's okay Kate, we don't have to rush anything, you will have plenty of other opportunities to kiss me.” I kissed her cheek and walked away to head inside “You coming? It's going to rain.” 

“Yeah you head in, I'll meet you inside!” Kate said with pink cheeks as she headed towards the target y/n had shot minutes prior to drag it inside so she could keep it safe.

The past week with Kate was heavenly. I had learned so much about her and all of her interests, she told me about everything and anything. I realized I was ready to tell her I loved her and was ready to marry her, but I had never found the right time. She was taking me out today to a ‘very special place’ so hopefully I would be able to tell her then. 

She had made me put on a blindfold the second we got into the car claiming it was a secret, she had chosen to drive her own car which i loved since her purple Firebird was awesome. Once the car started to slow down I realized we were there.

As I was unbuckling my seatbelt I heard Kate get out of the car and run around to my side of the car.

She opened my door and grabbed my hand and stood behind me as she took off my blindfold.   “Y/N i'm trusting you with this place because i love you and i want you to know all of me, this waterfall is my favorite thing in the whole kingdom, second to you of course.” 

 I looked around, and took in the gorgeous colors, it truly looked like a place you'd see on a greeting card. 

“Y/N, Look at this!” Kate shouted from the top of the waterfall how she got there so fast and how i didnt notice is beyond me.

“Kate, get down from there you're gonna get hurt!”

As soon as I said that she jumped off into the water below, after waiting a few seconds for her to come to the surface, she didn't pop back up.

“Kate stop it, you're scaring me Kathrine!” no response “god damnit bishop” i said as i ran and jumped into the water.

The second I jumped in and my body hit the freezing water, there she was popping her head back up. 

I swam over to her laughing form and hit her shoulder “you scared me, don't ever do that again! I thought I lost you before I had the chance to tell you I love you, you idiot.” 

Her eyes widened and she smiled “you love me?” 

“Of course I love you Kate, I have for a while now. Since the day we almost kissed at the archery range. I've had feelings for you since you walked into my bakery and asked me to wed you” i smiled at her lovingly 

I wrapped my arms around her neck as her hands came down to rest on my waist. “Kate, can I kiss you?” 

“Yes y/n please kiss me.” kate begged 

The second she said yes our lips were crashing against one another. My fingers ran through her hair and her grip on my waist tightened, we parted smiling and slightly out of breath as our foreheads rested against one another.

“I love you Kate.” i finally whispered 

Kate smiled “You don't understand how badly I've wanted to hear you say that. Y/N i truly deeply love you.” 

Our lips found eachother once again, but this time it wasnt messy or rough it was just passionate. As her grip on my waist tightened again I pulled her even closer to me, we were soaking wet kissing under a waterfall, it was like one of those cheesy scenes in a rom-com.

As we broke away again I smiled at her “Did you just quote Padme from Attack of the Clones to tell me you love me?” 

The raven haired woman smirked “Maybe I did, maybe I didn't.” 

“Marry me Kate.” her eyes widened and smile deepened. “I'm ready to marry you.

Two weeks later we were married. The wedding was a lovely lilac and white theme with plenty of people in attendance. The honeymoon was even better if you catch my drift. When we got back home Kate had gifted me with the target I had shot all those weeks ago, the arrow still embedded in the bullseye.

[ilovecliffjumpers]

OKAYY GUYSSS so yes I know I said I was taking a "quick" break.... BUT LITERALLY I HAVE 0 MOTIVATION TO WRITE SO THE BREAK MIGHT BE A LITTLE LONGER😭😭

[hamzilla]

new years lovin’

pairings: kate bishop x fem!reader, platonic!yelena belova x reader, platonic kate x yelena

!warnings!: little kissing(making out), little bit of alcohol and drug(marijuana) consumption, yelena and Kate bickering, not proofread

the party was a full throttle, the people were loud, the music was even louder, and the drinks were very strong. but even then it was just the three of you sitting in kates bedroom. 

exhaling smoke you laughed at yelenas shitty joke. “You know, we’ve all been friends for over a year now.” kate smiles grabbing the blunt from your awaiting hand. “kate bishop, we are not friends. i simply tolerate you.” yelena says with a laugh. the brunette maturely sticks her tongue out at the blonde, blowing smoke through her nose. “are we friends, y/n?” she leans down onto your knee as she passes to yelena. “no, kate, we are not friends. we’ve been dating for six months, you might’ve had enough.” kate simply pouts up at you before moving up to glare at yelena when smoke is blown in her face. “shut up.” she grumbles when you both laugh at her face. “kate bishop, i guess, we might be friends.” yelena sighs, passing you the spliff. yelena realises her mistake quickly when the brunette jumps into her lap and smothers her cheeks with kisses. you laugh as yelena pushes her off.

as Kate and yelena collect themselves from the rich girls display of affection when you hear the countdown. yelena says something about going to get more drinks before leaving Kate’s room. “10!” leaning over to the tray you put out the roach. “9!” when you sit back up Kate’s face is very close to yours. “8!” “hey, baby.” you hum in acknowledgment. “7!” her right hand comes up to cup your jaw. “6!” “you want a new years kiss, baby?” she nods. “5!” inches about you can feel her warm breath on your face, smiling you move your way into her lap. “4!” you push her down so she’s leaning onto her pillows. “3!” her hand reaches up and tucks a piece of hair behind your ear. “2!” “happy new year, beautiful.” “happy new year, Katie.” “1!” you pull her into a kiss. it’s soft and she swipes her tongue against your bottom lip, opening your mouth slightly she slips her tongue into her mouth, fighting for dominance, she wins, the hand that wasn’t cupping your face moves to play with the hem of your t-shirt.

at the sound of distressed groan the two of you pull apart, “couldn’t you wait, you fucking sex animals.” laughing you and Kate pull apart. “mad you didn’t get a new years kiss, Lena?” you tease, puckering your lips and tapping them with a finger. yelena rolls her eyes pushing your face away before sitting down.

[midastouch013]

Kate Bishop Masterlist

Flirting Is An Art

[imdoingsortagay]

Rio x reader x agatha smut where the reader is a brat do they punish reader by edging them over and over and they DP reader 🫣

Let's Get Screwed !

Pairing: Agatha Harkness X Rio Vidal x Reader

Word count: 3.0k words

Summary: They weren't paying you any attention and so you took it upon your hands to get it

Warnings: 18+ smut, Mommy and Mistress kink, Kate is here, Anal( R receiving), fingering ( R receiving), double penetration, sort of soft agatha, toys, soft moment.

This neighborhood party hosted by Dottie was getting boring. You didn’t want to go at all and wanted to spend the day at home but your neighbors had begged you to join along as they didn’t want to be stuck hearing about the other ladies. 

Rio and Agatha had taken a bit of a liking to you and you didn’t mind the company on nights where you didn’t have to go to work, which lead to a situationship between the three of you.

They were happily married to each other while you were their third, their perfect little pet who did no wrong.  The young adult just out of college focusing on your career.You assumed they just wanted you as a way to spice up their life not knowing that they had feelings for you. 

“ Are you gonna keep staring at them or actually listen to what I’m saying y/n?” Kate ask you. 

“ staring at who……” you play dumb while your best friend rolls her eyes. You were so bad at faking it. 

“ I’m guessing the three of you are still in the fucking stages them,” she says and you nod and burry your head in your hands dramatically. It had also been 2 weeks since they fucked you and all you wanted was their attention, no matter how you had to get it. 

“ Kate babe you have no idea, like works been up my ass about the new social media campaign and I haven’t had a good fuck in,” you pause to think,” 2 weeks Kate”. One of the moms in the neighborhood hears you cuss and gives you a side eye which you ignore and Kate just holds in her laugh. 

“ have you tried discussing your feelings with the woman? “ she offers up. 

“ nah,” and she rolls her eyes. 

“ texted them about talking ?” 

“ tried but schedules didn’t line up ?” 

“ Carrier pigeon ?” Kate asks sarcastically.

“ Does Yelena know a guy who does that because I’m actually considering it,” and Kate slaps your arm at your stubbornness. 

“ maybe you just need to make them jealous so they can fucking talk about their feelings,” she says sarcastically says, giving you a good idea. 

“ Would you help me Katherine ? Oh pretty please Katherine bishop ? Will you help your bestie friend to-“ and before you can say anything else she lightly slaps your arm to get you to shut up. God you annoyed her sometimes but she was up for the cause. 

“ you’re such a brat,” she chuckles and you smile at the compliment. 

“ hopefully it helps me with them fucking me til I can’t think,” you say, Kate not missing a second at she wraps her arm around your waist. 

The rest of the party , the both of you act like a lovesick couple, Kate holding your hand as the both of you sit together listening to Dottie talk about her plants. Mrs Davis calls you both adorable whenever Kate feeds you a chocolate covered strawberry , all while Rio and Agatha just try to keep their cool infront of everyone.

“ y/n is being a brat Aggie,” Rio says in a quiet tone to her wife as they watch you strut around with Bishop. Both ladies knew that Kate had eyes for Yelena so there was no reason to be throwing yourself at her in front of everyone in the neighborhood. 

“ give it another minute babe,” Agatha says watching you and Kate go off hand in hand,” then we’ll take them home and teach them a lesson”. 

“ you think they saw us?” Kate laughs nervously as she’s in no mood to piss off the milfs. 

“ definitely knowing them they’re on the way the way to come and ‘ talk’ or whatever “ you say. 

“ I’m actually down to go y/n,” and you nod as she leads you towards the backyard exit, not before a soft pair of hands takes you away from your friend.

“ Mrs Harness-Vidal !” Kate’s says while you try to hide your blush. Right on cue.

“ Quite the showing affection the two of you were showing huh superstars?” She curiously asks and before Kate can respond Rio appears with a plate of food to take home.

“ Really Rio ? right now ?” Agatha asks.

“ Mrs Davis offered and I wasn’t gonna say no darling,” she defends herself. 

“ Anyways,” Agatha begins again,” where are you and y/n going anyways Bishop?” 

“ probably gonna go back to my place and watch tv ya know ?” Kate attempts to act cool while you snort at her attempt. 

“ we can take y/n back with us babe,” Rio speaks up,” I know you probably still have to take your dog on a walk right ?” 

Kate gives you one more look before you give her a little nod, signaling to her that you’d be okay. 

“ bye y/n,” she gives you a quick kiss on your cheek before heading back to her place. Oh you were fucked after that.

Both ladies keep their composure as the three of you head over to the married couples place, the sound of Rio humming preventing you from freaking out as to what might happen.

“ on your knees pet,” Rio is the first one to speak and you don’t obey immediately, feeling confident to defy her. 

“ actually I think I’ll sit on the couch,” you say and make your way to the couch, Agatha’s face showing a bit of shock.

“ oh so someone wants to be a brat ? Not listening to your mistress when she’s giving you orders?” Agatha asks and you don’t budge.

“ maybe if you had payed attention to me more at the party mommy I would have behaved you think-“ and Agatha shoves you off the couch to your knees. You let out a huff as the older woman chuckles. 

“ listen here slut,” she has a grip on your chin,” your mistress and I are gonna punish you for being a bad pet for us and throwing yourself at Kate like that. You’re ours til the end of time you know that right ?” 

You nod as best as you can, mind feeling a bit fuzzy at her command. 

“ let mommy use your mouth with her fingers while Mistress undresses herself,” she tells you shoving two of her fingers in your mouth to suck, putting on a show for both ladies in front of you. Rio made a show of slowly taking off the dress in-front of you and her wife, taking her time to taunt you like the way she was an expert at.

“ fuck baby you’re drooling and you haven’t gotten my cock in your greedy mouth, she says with fake pity in her voice,” Rio baby, here or there bedroom”.

“ bedroom,” she answers and the three of you head to their main room, Agatha places you in the middle of the queen size bed while Rio places herself behind you. 

“ Now it’s time for mommy to undress herself for us,” Rio says and you feel her arms wrap around your waist. All you can do is watch as the older woman in front of you makes a show of taking off each of her clothes, mind going crazy whenever you see her naked body and acting like it’s the first time you’ve seen her in all her beauty. 

“ Is she wet for us honey? “ Agatha asks her wife and you feel one of Rio’s hands slowly go to your clothed center and pushing past your panties to feel your wetness. You lift yourself up a bit for the women behind you to take off your shorts and underwear in one swift motion, Rio helping you spread your legs so Agatha can see just how wet you got. 

“ Should Mommy pay attention to that pussy of your pet? Personally I don’t think you after you decided to be a whore at the party and throw yourself onto Kate,” Rio whispers in your ear and you whine as you try to get any sort of friction from her fingers. Agatha gives her wife a look before she removes her fingers and holds you in place again. You wondered what they had planned for you after deciding to act all lovey lovey with Kate and sassing them.

“ Mommy is just gonna run to the closet and grab some items for us okay doll? Stay here with Mistress and maybe if you behave we’ll be easier on you tonight,” and you nod. 

“ Mommy needs your words pet,” Rio holds your chin so you maintain eye contact with the other woman in the room.

“ Okay, Mommy,” and you see the woman smile before she goes to the closet while Rio moves her hand away from your needy pussy. The other hand that was holding you in place goes to your left tit while the other one goes to your mouth and she puts three fingers for you to suck. She might put up a tough exterior on the outside but when the three of you were in the bedroom, she was always the one to be more gentler that Agatha was which you always appreciated. 

“ Just let Mistress play with your body pet,” she orders and you whine around your fingers,” want you to be ready for what Mommy and I have planned for you”. 

It felt like an eternity as Rio took the fingers out of your mouth to go to your other nipple, giggling a bit as she messes with your bread, enjoying the little noises you make and before you try to protest Agatha comes back with two harnesses, a pair of cuffs, bottle of lube and two Dildos. What you don’t see is Rio smile at the idea her wife was proposing. 

“ Someone is feeling adventurous, “ Rio says as the both of them change places for a bit, Rio take a minute to put on one of the harnesses and you feel Agatha sit behind you. 

“ if you even think about using those hands we don’t hesitate to cuff you,” she spits out as her right hands goes to her cunt, two fingers going into your wet cunt with ease. Agatha goes slow and steady as she gets you ready for Rio’s cock. 

Both ladies give each other knowing looks, the woman under you positioning you so that you’re in a comfy position.

“ Mistress is gonna fuck your pussy a bit baby while I play with your other hole okay pet?” 

Oh , anal tonight ? 

“  Mommy needs your word honey,” Rio says as the cock slowly goes into your went cunt, letting you adjust to the size. 

“ Yes Mommy,” you mumble,” I’ll be good”. 

“ Good job pet, who knew I had to mention using your other hole and all of a sudden you decided to be good for Mistress and Mommy” and Rio giggles at your silence. Agatha wasn’t wrong at all, both ladies know you like the back of your hand. 

“ Honey, be a doll and start fucking that pussy while I get their other hole ready for my cock,” and Rio doesn’t have to be told twice as she takes it slow then you feel one one of Agatha’s long fingers tease your puckered hole, feeling the lubed fingers slowly go inside. 

“ Fuck Mistress,” you moan out as Rio fucks your pussy, expertly thrusting into you and teasing your sensitive nipples while her wife get’s to work on you asshole. Agatha groans under you, the feeling of her long fingers bringing you pleasure and without another thought, your right hand goes to your clits for more pleasure but not before Rio stops her movements. 

“ Oh honey, looks like our pet thinks they can touch their needy cunt whenever,” Rio says in a mocking tone, Agatha quickly grabs the cuffs from the right side of her and puts your arms in a comfy position. 

“ We might just be here all night if you can’t decide to be a good pet baby” Agatha says as she starts to thrust the two fingers in your butt, the woman basking in your glory with Rio goes at a slow pace, waiting for what her wife wants to do to you next. 

“ Is Y/N ready for your cock in their ass Aggie? I can tell from the way their legs are slowly wanting to close that our pet is close,” she laughs as she goes just a bit faster to make the point and rubs your clit as a tourating pace. Agatha does want to mess with you just a bit more but she’d rather want you in a more comfortable position first before anything else.

“ Lay down on the bed Rio and then be a good pet for us and sit on Mistress’ lap,” you nod, Rio slowly pulling out of you and going to sit on the bed, Agatha helping you to go back on her cock. No shame as she observes the way your face scrunches up at the feeling of the cock inside of your needy cunt. You lay your head on the other woman’s shoulder as you compose yourself, Rio rubbing small circles in your back while Agatha puts on her purple to use on you.

“ Now just stay still for us pet while I put my cock in your other hole for us,” she whispers in your ear, Rio whispering praises in your other ear to distract you at the toy went in your ass. It’s not like it’s your first time having something inside your ass, both of them training you with small plugs but it’s the first time having something bigger than just a small sized plug in you. 

“ Fuck honey, we should have done with sooner with y/n,” Agatha groans out as you take her cock so easily, Rio taking that as a sign to slowly start thrusting. You moan at the feeling of the woman under you fucking your pussy while Agatha starts to thrust in and out of you as well. You might just cum soon if they keep it up. 

“ Do you like mommy fucking your ass baby?” And you nod. 

“ Pet,” she pulls your hair,” don’t be rude to your mistress and answer the question”

“ Yes Mistress,” you moan out,” I like mommy fucking my ass, I’m so close”. 

“ Unfortunately because you decided to be a brat and whore yourself out, Mommy and I are gonna have fun using you like the little toy you are for us,” Rio chuckles at the fear in your face. The next hour both ladies is filled with begging, several ruined orgasms and so many noises coming from your pretty mouth as the ladies punish you for your actions from earlier, reminding you never to act out in front of them. 

“ Are you gonna be a good pet for us and never do that shit again” Agatha asks and you nod, brain feeling too dizzy and foggy to say any words. 

“ Use your big girl words pet,” Agatha orders,” unless you want to go another round”. 

“ M’sorry, mommy and mistress,” you whine out,” wanna cum, please, wanna cum on your cocks”. Both of them give each other looks, wondering if they should just cave in and let you cum. 

“ Promise not to act like that with Kate pet?” Rio asks and you nod. 

“ Promise to be ours and only ours baby?” You hear Agatha say in a sweet tone and you again nod, finding it hard to keep holding on until Agatha snakes your hand to your clit. 

“ Cum for us pet,” Rio whispers and you scream as your orgasm hits you hard, Rio helping you stay in place as the older woman slowly pulls out of your other hole first before Rio does. She whisper sweet praises in your ear while you bury your head in her chest. Agatha gets rid of her strap in the bathroom then comes back with a cup of water along with a rag to clean you. 

“ I know you wanna sleep honeybee but Aggie needs to clean you off,” and you nod as Rio helps you get off of her cock, your pussy feeling empty while Agatha can’t help to admire what both of them did to you. You whine at the feeling of the wet rag on your sensitive core but Agatha is the one to comfort you and lay with you after. 

“ Aggie? “ 

“ Yeah honeybee?” She asks you, admiring how adorable you look in her arms. Rio quietly makes her way to your right side so that both ladies are in between your tired body. 

“ Did you mean what you said earlier? Bout me being yours and Rio’s only? “ you asks with a bit of hope in your eyes, too tired to go home if they were to say no.

“ Of course,” she says,” Rio and I want you to be ours, we just hope you feel the same way”. 

“ I agree babe,” Rio adds,” We want to treat you like the princess you are, we didn’t like the way Kate was all over you earlier at the party ya know?”

“ I just wanted to see if you would get jealous,” you mumble as they cuddle with you, enjoying the feeling of Agatha petting your hair while Rio rubs your back. Both ladies chuckle at the revelation, a bit shocked they actually took your bait. 

“ I wonder where you got that from,” the sarcasm from Agatha’s mouth as she looks at her wife who acts innocent, making you giggle. For the rest of the night the three of you all take in the comfort of each other before drifting off to sleep in each other’s arms. 

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any chance for a kate x reader angst?

Title: Firecrest (Part 1/???)

Ship: Female!Reader x Kate Bishop

Wordcount: 4075

Summary: Kate Bishop and y/n have an unspoken agreement that revolves around being enemies with benefits. But when Kate's new mentor is someone Y/n is very familiar with, things become complicated.

Warnings: Mentions of sexual activities, fire, mentions of childhood abandonment, horrible grammar (I don't proofread lol), and things I'm sure I'm forgetting.

[A/n: how about enemies to lovers angst? How about Enemies to lovers with a little fake dating sprinkled in there? Let me know if this is something you all would like to see continued!]

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Your mother had the in-depth beauty of a street dog. Her features were angular, yet soft and welcoming. People were often tempted to reach and run their fingers through her fur. But she tended to gently correct. She had the perfect demeanor for a government spy. However, you had always known her as a brilliant biochemist. Alluring in her brilliance.

The soft lights of the city shaded her face in the back of the taxi. The air had warmed significantly, but the low hum of the air conditioner made you pull your suit jacket close to your breast. The maroon had felt like too much at first. But the impressed nod from the woman next to you was enough to ebb away any doubts.

Your mother popped open her compact and swiped her finger against the corner of her mouth, taking away the smudged gloss that wasn’t noticeable in comparison to her presence. There was not much you feared in this world, but her wrath. Her annoyance. Her disappointment. None of which she flashed often.

“Remember what we talked about, y/n.”

“Of course. Would you like me to repeat it?”

She snapped the compact and leveled you with amusement. Her eyebrow lifted, the start of a smile at the corner of her lip. She couldn’t be serious. You made eye contact with the taxi driver in the mirror. He showed the same amusement that your mother did, yet somehow, hers stung more.

A groan escaped you, but bled into the mantra that was drilled into you for the past two weeks. “I will be the perfect lady who is grateful for the success of Lance and his political circuit.”

“And?”

“I will not start anything I can’t finish with Katherine Elizabeth Bishop, And I’m an adult perfectly capable of handling myself.”

“That wasn’t part of it.” Your mother corrected softly. Her hands were suddenly on you, smoothing down the lapel of your suit. “But It’ll do. Mostly, because we’re here.”

Eleanor Bishop often held her galas in the historic buildings of downtown Manhattan. There were small pamphlets lingering by the extensive hand-carved doors. They’d detail the rich family that had built it from the ground up. The architecture was always admittedly beautiful, and Eleanor had a subtle, expensive taste.

This venue was no different; stretching hallways and men in suits that mirrored yours in a tasteful black. Your mother never stepped ahead of you, instead holding a hand out and helping you from the back of the taxi. You’d left a generous tip, careful not to shove your hands into your pockets.

“This used to be a museum for fine arts and culture. The last I heard; the city was going to tear it down but made it a historical site. They use it for banquets now, I suppose.”

“Oh? You’ve read the informational booklet, then?”

She jabbed her elbow into your ribs and mocked a scowl. “No. I robbed it. How do you think we paid for your college tuition, kiddo?”

That was an exaggeration. You were 90% sure- maybe 75%. Bobbi Morse was a force to be reckoned with, and that was something you had learned from a young age. She’d let you sit on the counter of her lab while she worked, and you’d watch her with absolute awe.

Your mother had taught you, without fail, a variety of fighting skills. Starting with Aikido and ending with Taekwondo. She was a master at her craft, both in the field and in her lab and had worked with you since you could walk to train you in the same.

“Mm,” You hummed your response, “Which priceless painting did you take?”

“It was a vase, smart-ass.”

You pulled in a breath to retort before effectively being rendered silent by the performance hall. Eleanor Bishop had gone all out for the benefits that she backed. This was a vast space that was adorned in white sheer and glittering lights. A slideshow of the sponsored bird sanctuary flashed on the televisions scattered throughout the space.

There was a band on the stage, string instruments that you could feel in the center of your chest. The low notes shuddered through you as you took in the crowd. There were few that you actually recognized, usually hazed in expensive alcohol and lingering by the food, or some form of fresh air.

“It’s ironic that it’s about birds, right?”

She leveled you with an unimpressed look and squeezed your shoulder fondly. It didn’t take long for Lance to make his way over to the both of you. His eyes lit up and a smile spread across his freshly-shaved face. He gave you a small wave, gently exiting the conversation he was having with a congressman, a millionaire, or an architect that was just the right amount of desperate.

Lance Hunter had stolen your mothers heart when you were ten years old. You always assumed it was the accent, but the more you got to know him, the more you understood his charms. Lance had never forced things with you, had never claimed to be your father.

There were quiet moments when he’d join you on the wrap-around porch of your family home and just sit. The two of you would watch the way the sun dipped behind the horizon, sipping on syrupy cans of soft drink. Eventually, you talked to him, and he listened with diligence.

“My girls,” he said, placing a chaste kiss against your forehead before sidling up next to Bobbi. They had effortlessly matched in a deep and royal blue that contrasted the ignited red of your own suit. You were the perfect epitome of a political family.

Eleanor Bishop had given you a brief nod of the head, signifying your presence. It was a silent warning told through blackened eyes: Behave.

Her diligent attention was enough to split your family up. You preferred to linger away from the stuffy socialites. Bobbi and Lance were required to mingle. You plucked a flute of bubbling champagne from a passing tray and moved towards one of the elegant support beams decorated with what you now learned, was real foliage.

The floral scent tickled the back of your throat, so you took a generous swallow and let the alcohol warm your stomach diligently. There had to be something interesting around here, away from the rest of the party. A plague or two that would further explain the venue.

A burst of forced laughter greeted your parents as they sidled up next to Jack and Eleanor. Lance had produced some campaign buttons, which the group took without hesitation. You had to admit, he was loveable and politician-worthy.

“Look at us, we match.”

You swallowed back a groan, not bothering to look over. A small noise still escaped you, and the grumble conveyed your exact disposition towards Kate Bishop. Disgust. Annoyance. The slightest bit of attraction. She overwhelmed your senses with her crisp, winter scent.

Eventually, curiosity got the better of you and you glanced over at her. She was in red too, incredibly vibrant against her soft expanses of exposed skin. The dress had a dipping neckline, revealing the freckles that created constellations against her collarbone. She beamed with irritation. You’d never admit that she was captivating.

“I thought you were given explicit instructions to leave me be.” You said between gritted teeth.

She hummed and grasped the drink from your hand. Kate was calculated in her movements, wrapping her lips around the smudge of lipstick that you’d already created on the rim of the glass. She didn’t break eye contact, those slate orbs boring into you.

“We both know you’re the most interesting thing at these parties.”

“I’m not falling for your… charms, Kate Bishop. Your mother may have bought you out of our consequences last time. But, I have more at stake.”

She scoffed and set the now empty glass down on the nearest table. You knew damn well that Kate wasn’t absolved of accountability after your run-in a few months back. She held herself differently now, and it was a minute expression of her posture that caught your attention.

There was a small split at the corner of her lip, and a healing bruise just at her hairline. She’d attempted to use makeup to cover the abrasions, but you had a trained eye. You were your mother’s daughter. These were defensive wounds. And for just a moment, you worried that the Bishop’s had a heavier hand than you’d anticipated.

But then, Kate’s muscles flexed and her head lilted to the side, dark curls splaying over her shoulders. She had grown stronger. It wasn’t noticeable, or at least, it shouldn’t’ have been. But you knew every inch of her body and despite your forced separation, she’d grown steady of herself.

“Why should I be punished, when you’re the one who set the curtains ablaze.”

You leaned close enough to feel her body heat. To her credit, she didn’t step back. A ghost of a smirk was on her lips. You snarled your words. “And who’s fault was that?”

“I don’t see how I was supposed to know you’d get trigger happy with your powers when I went down on you.” She gave you a cocky pout. “Is that a new thing, or have you never been able to handle yourself in moments of pleasure?”

You couldn’t stop yourself from grasping at the strap on her dress, pulling her closer to you out of a burst of anger. The phantom look of confidence spread into a full-blown grin. You were exasperated, the familiar heat burning just under your skin.

It was true, you’d lost control for just a moment, with Kate Bishops head between your legs, one hand buried deep in her mess of tangled hair. As an orgasm washed over you, thighs shaking, your other hand had drifted too close to the drapes and had caught them ablaze.

Despite the both of you being adults, you were separated within an instant. Dragged embarrassingly away by your respective parental units after the fire was put out. The last you’d seen of her was reflected with the flashing red lights of a rumbling fire engine.

Kate had a devilish look in her eyes. “Harder, baby.”

“Ladies,”

It was a resolute sound that had you pulling apart as if she was a toxic entity. In your book, she was. Both hands landed in your pockets and the two of you looked sheepishly at Eleanor. She’d been keeping an eye on you, you were sure. And had made a direct line to you the second Kate had given you that salacious look.

“Good evening, Mrs. Bishop. It’s a pleasure to see you.”

Kate coughed out something that sounded like ‘Kiss ass’ and covered it up with a doe-eyed look of innocence. She may not have been afraid of her mother, but you were terrified. Bobbi had a soft hand. It commanded you like a weapon, and you were happy to do what you were told.

Your own punishment had consisted of heavier training. Both mentally and physically to perfect control that you’d had mastered years ago when you were nothing but a girl with streaks of tears dripping from your chin. The fire had been too strong then, overwhelming and horrible.

“Good evening, Miss Morse, I trust you’ve found a way to entertain yourself during the benefit that isn’t antagonizing my daughter.” Before you could answer, she turned her attention to Kate. “And you. I specifically allowed you to bring a guest in attempts to keep you away from Bobbi’s little arsonist.”

She had been under the full impression that you’d taken a zippo to the hanging drapes. It was the white-hot flames that leaked from your own fingers that had done the damage. Kate was thankfully tight-lipped about the fact, and you let the socialite think whatever she wanted. She hadn’t pressed charges.

Kate pulled her shoulders back, almost looking offended at the name you were tagged with. Almost. “Clint got stopped at the front for an autograph, mom. I’m just biding my time.”

“Bide it somewhere else. We’ve talked about this.”

Eleanor gave you a tight-lipped smile that had noticeably softened compared to the venomous expression she held for Kate. A light squeeze was delivered to your arm. It had always scared you how quick she could switch like that. Her shoulders pulled back as she wandered back over to her group.

Lance lifted his chin in your direction. Silently asking if everything was okay, and it was. His quiet reassurance brought the heat licking at your stomach to a bubbling halt. Why you cared more about Eleanors disposition towards Kate, then her acidity directed at you, was beyond something you were willing to confront.

“Who’s Clint?”

“Why? Jealous?”

“Can we have a normal conversation, please. Is it so shocking that I’d take interest in your friends?”

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Yes. If you must know, he’s not a friend. He’s a mentor. He’s, my partner.”

Both of your eyebrows lifted. Partner in what? It wasn’t something you would audibly voice, save you show any concern past the normal amount that you usually had for Kate. The tautness of her muscles, and the superficial injuries made that discomfort return to the pit of your stomach.

Kate was an archer. You knew such from the trophies that littered her dresser the one time you’d been privy to her room. Truth be told, you hadn’t paid much attention. You were backed against her door and her teeth were scraping against your pulse point. But the little gold figures and the child-sized bow on the wall was enough to of a giveaway.

You only knew one archer, and you knew him distantly; from photos that your mother had blacked out with a sharpie. She’d later told you that she regretted the fact because the memories of the three of you would always remain.

The taste of bile filled your throat and Kate lilted her head to the side, like a golden retriever that had heard a piercing noise. There was a surprising amount of concern in her voice. “You okay? You’re looking a little green.”

“Hm? Yeah. Totally. The champagne is just sitting weird.”

A frown had found its way onto your face, and you directed your attention back to the crowd. It seemed that Eleanor was satisfied enough with the two of you lingering in silence. You were trained to know where the exits were in any venue. Kate’s stare shockingly darted in the same pattern as your own.

People had trickled in until the floor was bustling with conversation. You let your shoulders relax in the slightest bit, swallowing back the acrid taste in your mouth. Eleanor had lost her viewpoint of you and her daughter, and you weren’t much in the mood for fighting her on pure proximity.

“There you are, god, I didn’t know this many people cared about birds.”

This time, you couldn’t stop your narrowed eyes from flashing to the intrusion. Whatever distracted Kate was enough to be deemed a savior in your book. But the voice was familiar, painfully so. It was as if your body reacted by busting out in goosebumps, chills rushing down your spine.

Now, you wanted your mother to be able to see you. You were a strong, and capable adult that knew at least six different ways to kill a person without a weapon. You’d gone on missions with your mother, with your Aunt Daisy, too. A simple man in a simpler suit should not make your knees weak.

Yet- here he was. In a charcoal black ensemble with a pocket square that was a flash of purple. It was a color you’d grown to despise. It was an eyesore, as was the man that stood at a height taller than Kate, but just a few inches.

You’d found a singular picture of him that wasn’t defaced in your mother’s nightstand. A polaroid of the three of you on the beach. The sun had turned your cheeks a flushed pink. He had you in his arms and beamed at the camera. Eyes matching the blue of the ocean.

They were the same now, the same vibrancy that you’d thought about. He looked other, worn from parenthood and the effects of time. Of course, you’d seen him on television, but Bobbi had always been quick to flick it off, only lingering during the Sokovia accords.

His mouth fell open in disbelief, but you were careful to keep your jaw stock still. You weren’t going to give Clint Barton the satisfaction of rattling you. Not here, not if he ever decided to show up when you had a family of your own. Not on your deathbed. He couldn’t invoke that from you.

Kate had learned to pick up on body language, and she had learned fast. Her stare shifted between both you, and Clint. She had the right amount of perception to keep her mouth shut, even taking half an inch step back. She was in a position to hold the two of you apart, if need be.

“Holy shit,” He breathed out, “Sparky.”

“Don’t call me Sparky.”

You were taken aback by your own ability to produce words. They were pinched and had dropped down an octave to true anger. Not the type that Kate Bishop was used to. Sure, you had aggravation directed towards her, but nothing short of teasing.

Clint took a slight step towards you, and you took a large one back, nearly bumping into the support beam wrapped with vines and vibrant flowers. Your hand reached out to grab onto it for support, but Kate’s fingers wrapped gently around your wrist. Right. Yes. That would be the safe bet.

You needed to find Bobbi.

Chances were, Clint hadn’t seen her with the growing attendance. You could slip out through the large storm doors that were a few feet behind you. At least then, you could burn scorch marks into the grass and not into this historical building.

“What is happening?” Kate said, refusing to remove her hand from your wrist. You didn’t wrench it away, either. It was a force, a grounding factor. You refused to let the fire move past your fingertips in fear that it would burn her. “Clint?”

“She uh… She’s…”

The words died in his throat. You couldn’t’ stand looking at him, pale as ice and wringing his hands nervously. He couldn’t hold still, but you were like a stone. Almost as if he would vanish the second you averted your stare.

“I’m his daughter.”

Kate’s hand did move from your wrist and to your hand, almost out of instinct. Your relationship, or lack-there-of, had never required this kind of closeness. But She was hanging on tightly, nails digging into your skin. The slight sting brought you back.

Clint croaked “How’s your mother?”

Kate winced and you felt the spring in your spine loosen. He was more nervous than you were and that gave you an advantage. “You can ask her yourself. She and Lance are mingling.”

“Lance is here?”

“Of course.”

He was running for congressman. It would damage his campaign if he hadn’t shown up. The gossip blogs that followed the lives of New Yorks Elite had picked up on the rift between you and Kate. There were a few grainy photos of the two of you standing shoulder to shoulder, wrapped in foil blankets that made you look like Baked potatoes. There was soot on her chin, and you had wiped the darkness away with your thumb. Of course, that had been the moment they caught and wrote about, and plastered all over the internet.

Clint worked his jaw and cupped the back of his neck with a tepid smile. It wavered incessantly. He was boyish in his charm and that would always be the case, no matter how old he got. You knew he had a family now. A real family that didn’t’ consist of a secret agent and their match-happy daughter.

You gave Kate a squeeze with your free hand, signaling that you were fine. The last thing you wanted to appear was weak. She seemed to get the message loud and clear, wrenching her touch away with a nervous clearing of her throat.

“I’m sorry… Can we back up for a second?”  

Clint had a dejected look in his eyes that almost made you feel a twinge of guilt. Almost. Your own ego often got in the way of things, and this was one of them. There was a flood of emotions between both of the archers, a silent pleading to hear him out.

“You and Mrs. Morse dated?”

“They were married.” You snatched another glass of campaign, this one all for yourself. You swallowed the acrid drink and let the bubbles assault your throat. “When did the divorce finalize, again?

“Y/n”

“No, I was never really privy to the details myself.”

“We shouldn’t do this here.”

You finished off the rest of the drink, a certain amount of your defenses lower. You felt warm, but not warm enough to do something stupid. He was right. You shouldn’t do this here and if you had your way, you wouldn’t’ do it anywhere. You were perfectly content to let this man slip back into oblivion and train the Bishop heiress that you had a habit of bedding.

Clint seemed to let out a sigh of relief when you nodded in agreement. He scrutinized you both, the rush of initial shock ebbing away like a melting lake. Chunks of ice broke off and gave way to the familiarity and closeness the two of you held. It was relaxed, despite the rivalry that landed you here in the first place.

“No,” he drawled out, “No, no, no. Kate, you didn’t’.”

The tips of her ears were red enough to match your suit and the color that painted her own lips. She hid her face in her hands with a groan. But you wrapped your arm around her waist and pulled her against your side.

“Does that bother you, old man?”

It clearly did. Kate leveled you with a delicious glare that was unmatched but didn’t’ move from your hold. Was she letting you have this? You weren’t entirely sure. He was whipping his head back and fourth with enough force to break his own neck. It was making you dizzy, but giddy all the same.

Your moment of joy at his dismay was short lived. You caught the sharp scent of your mothers perfume. She’d cut through the crowd and furrowed her brow at your closeness to Kate. It took her a few moments to realize that Clint was here. To realize that he was the man that had spurred your act of rebellion in doing the exact opposite of what she’d requested at the start of the night.

Her cool eyes took him in just as yours had. Kate was still next to you, swallowing a dryness in her throat that you could nearly hear. Bobbi didn’t attempt to separate you as Eleanor had. Instead, she gave you a quiet stare. “Darling, I think it’s time we go. There’s a situation we have to attend to.”

“Of course. It’s been a pleasure.”

It hadn’t been, but you shocked yourself and Kate by leaning in and pressing a kiss just behind her ear, still blazing with blush. She froze but gave you the slightest bit of nod. Clint opened and closed his mouth like a surfaced fish, but kept quiet.

Your mother walked with a purpose, her shoulders pulled back and an elegance to her sway. You didn’t look back, keeping time with her as she weaved through the crowd and towards the lobby that was ten degrees cooler and much, much more welcoming.

“Is there actually a situation, or is this your attempt at a rescue?”

She ignored your question, stopping and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with a soft look in her eyes that made your stomach squirm. “Are you okay, sweetie? I had no idea that he’d be here. I never would have made you come.”

“I’m fine, mom.” She didn’t seem convinced, so you added “Really.”

Eventually, Bobbi relented with a shaky sigh and cupped your cheek in a comforting manner. “Good. Okay. Good. Because we do have a situation.”

[togrowoldinv]

Landing A Sponsorship

Kate Bishop x Female Reader

Kate gets a sponsorship for her archery and you get caught up looking at the photos

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please! Kissing, cursing, strap riding, oral, etc.

Note: This is based on Hailee’s new photoshoot. I just think she’s so neat. Enjoy!

Kate Bishop Masterlist, Main Masterlist

Kate Bishop: The University’s Greatest Archer Gets Sponsored

You’re scrolling through Twitter when you see the tweet from the archery team Kate is a part of. You blink twice to make sure you read that correctly.

Clicking on the link, you read about how Kate got a sponsorship from a water company and you keep scrolling to see photos. But before you can really look at the first one, Kate comes waltzing into the apartment.

“Katherine Bishop, what is this?” You ask her, showing her your phone.

“Oh,” Kate shrugs.

“Kate,” you say, and a smile breaks through her face.

“I got a sponsorship!” She cheers and you give her a giant hug.

“I’m so proud of you, baby!”

“Thank you!” Kate replies. “I didn’t know they were announcing it today.”

You hand her your phone so she can read the article. Sitting on the couch together, she grins to herself at every word.

“Oh yes, the photos,” she says.

“I didn’t get a chance to see those,” you reply, taking your phone back.

The first one is pretty tame. She is in nice clothes as she stands with her archery gear. But things get heated up pretty quickly. The next image is Kate wearing leggings and a sports bra as she does pushups.

“Oh wow, look at my arms,” Kate says.

“I can assure you that I am looking,” you say. It goes over Kate’s head she scrolls to the next photo.

She is doing some light yoga in once again very little clothes. Your eyes are drawn to her arms once again and to her neck. She moves on to the video of her sliding into an ice bath and you have to press your legs together to relieve some pressure.

Kate finally starts to notice that you’re flushed, and she grins knowing that the last photo will definitely get to you.

And your eyes go wide as you lay eyes on the photo. You’re not sure where to look. Her face looks perfect as always. One of her hands is resting next to her and you imagine all of the things she can do with that. Her abs are so defined that you lose any train of thought you had.

“Do you like them?” Kate asks.

“Hm?” You ask, completely distracted by how she’s holding that water bottle. Kate chuckles and kisses your cheek.

“You know, I do have some behind the scenes pictures from that day,” Kate says. “If you might want to see.”

“Yes please,” you say.

Kate grabs her phone out of her pocket and goes to her camera roll. She takes a second before showing you a mirror selfie.

Her hand is holding something in her pants that is definitely not a water bottle.

“Kate, were you-”

“Yeah, baby. I hid my cock pretty well in those photos, didn’t I?”

“Fuck,” you mumble.

Kate doesn’t even have time to show you another photo before you crash your lips into hers. She drops her phone and pulls you onto her lap. Her tongue wastes no time entering your mouth and you are putty in her hands.

You move your hips to feel the hardness in her shorts. You gasp against her lips, and she takes the opportunity to slip her hands under your shirt. She takes it off with ease and moves her efforts to your pants.

“Stand up, baby,” Kate says, practically pushing you up.

She pulls down your pants and underwear before pulling her own shorts down just enough for her strap to come out.

“Be a good girl and ride me,” Kate says as she pulls you down onto her lap on the couch.

“Anything for you,” you say.

You kiss her and her hands play with your breasts as her strap brushes up against you. It’s enough to get you ready for her to slide in with ease.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Kate says, pushing her strap further into you.

“I can take it, Kate. Give it all to me,” you say.

“Yeah? You’re going to be my good girl?”

“Yes. Fuck, yes.”

Kate moves her hips faster as you meet her with yours. She can tell when you’re getting close.

“Are you going to come for me, baby?” She asks.

“Please, yes.”

“You look so pretty like this. Taking my cock like the good girl you are,” Kate says.

Her words tip you over the edge and you come hard against her. Kate grins and kisses you until your head is spinning. You rest your head on her shoulder for a minute before you slide off her strap.

Kate moves to help you off her lap, but you stop her.

“No, no, I want to take care of you,” you tell her.

“Oh? Go right ahead.”

You take her shirt off to finally reveal her perfect abs. There’s no stopping yourself from kissing from her hips up her abs and to her breasts.

Her head leans back as you take her nipple in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it in the way that you know makes her crazy. Her own hand reaches down to try and relieve some pressure, but you stop her.

“Let me,” you say.

“Good girl,” Kate says as you take her strap off of her hips and lick through her glistening folds.

Her hand comes to push your head further between her thighs. It’s your favorite place to be.

“Fuck, y/n. I need to come,” Kate says.

“Yeah?” you ask. Your voice vibrates off her and she moans. “Come for me, Kate. Show me that you’re mine.”

Kate comes hard against your tongue, and you work her through her high. You stand back up and she pulls you onto her lap again.

“Fuck, I love you,” Kate says once she can catch her breath.

“I love you too, Kate. And I really am so proud of you,” you tell her.

She kisses you softly this time.

“I think I need to get more sponsorships so we can do this more often,” she says.

“Me too, babe,” you agree.

[hard-core-super-star]

come back home (i'm afraid of disappearing) [K.Bishop]

pairing: kate bishop x reader

summary: kate comes home after a rough night out patrolling the city to find you waiting for her. despite the argument the two of you had earlier in the day, you do everything in your power to comfort your girlfriend.

warnings: mentions of an argument; small injuries [cuts and bruises]; hurt/comfort; weird metaphors; kate being a cute dork who is trying her best [and failing a little]

wordcount: 1.5k

a/n: kate bishop deserves all the hugs in the world. send tweet. title is a loose translation of a lyric from torna a casa by måneskin [apologies for the sudden ending, it's cute though?]

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The sound of the front door slamming shut wakes you from your slumber. You wipe the sleep from your eyes as you wait to hear your girlfriend's footsteps coming into the living room.

A few minutes go by without any sign of her so you slowly get up from your spot on the couch, careful not to bother the golden retriever lounging next to you. Your steps are soft as you make your way toward the kitchen, assuming Kate stopped to get a drink of water before changing out of her Hawkeye suit.

You can't help but let out a small gasp once you finally find her leaning against the fridge, her suit battered and torn.

Her eyes snap open when she hears you and you can clearly see every ounce of fear she usually keeps hidden deep inside of herself on her features. “y/n? What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to surprise you,” you answer softly. “Guess I'm the one who got the surprise, huh?”

The humor in your tone seems to go unnoticed by her and you watch as the dam behind her eyes breaks. Those usually vibrant eyes you love so much turn stormy in seconds and the tears start falling before either of you can say anything.

You're in front of her in a second, your arms reaching out to comfort her without a second thought. She crumbles in front of your eyes and the sight alone breaks your heart. The feeling intensifies, however, when you finally realize what she's mumbling into the crook of your neck.

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.”

You’re not sure if she’s apologizing for your earlier argument or for whatever happened on her late-night patrol of the city. You don’t care, either way, your worry overpowering any sense of anger you might still hold after your fight.

“You have nothing to apologize for, Katie.” Your words are soft as you run a hand through her hair.

Her tears are cold against your skin and you want nothing more than to take her pain and place it inside yourself.

You don't know how much time passes, all you know is you hold her against you until her tears dry out and her sobs die down. She's still shaking but she pulls away from you and you already know what she's going to say before she opens her mouth.

“I mean it,” you rush out before she can get a word in. “You don't have to apologize. For anything.”

Whatever protests she had die on her tongue and you thank every force you can think of for that. You take her hand in yours and gently pull her toward the bedroom. A million questions swirl around in your mind but you force them away, choosing to focus on your girlfriend instead.

You lead her over to the bed and help her sit. “How bad is it?”

“I’m f-”

“Katherine Elizabeth Bishop, do not lie to me.”

Her eyes widen slightly, both from your tone and the fact that you just full-named her. She stares at you, the remnants of her tears shining against her skin. “It's not that bad…I've been through worse.”

You assume the words are supposed to be reassuring but her tone doesn't match. For the first time since you met her, she seems defeated. Like she's finally been crushed under the weight she carries on her shoulders every day.

You feel like you should say something but there are no words to describe what you're feeling so you settle your attention on the cuts scattered along her face. “You're bleeding.”

You attempt to move away from her to get the first-aid kit but she reaches out to grab your wrists. She pulls you close before you can get too far, looking up at you while you stand between her legs. “I don't care about that. I care about you…about us.”

“Kate...” Your voice is as soft as ever as you reach out to cup her face with your hands, your eyes searching for the familiar depths of her eyes. “Was this because of our argument?”

She gives you a small nod, a few new tears slipping down her face. “I just…I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

A part of you thinks you should be angry with her for being so reckless but you can’t be. Not when she’s looking at you with such pain, such vulnerability, in her features. You don’t know what she needs but you know you’d do everything in your power to help her. You’d steal the moon and the stars from the sky if it would make her smile.

“You do realize you proved me right…?”

The corners of her mouth lift up the slightest bit at your words. “I do, yeah. That almost hurt more than the punch to the face.”

“You’re an idiot.” You shake your head, a small chuckle falling from your lips. Despite the heaviness of the situation, you’re happy to see her smiling again.

“But you love me.”

There's a hidden insecurity to her words that most people wouldn't catch.

But you're not like most people.

"I do," you reply softly. "I love you…no matter how big of an idiot you are sometimes."

The little grin on her face grows until it's a full-blown smile and the sheer amount of beauty it radiates leaves you speechless for a few seconds. You wipe away her remaining tears with your thumbs, your eyes scanning her face again.

"I'm okay." She turns her head to the side and gives the inside of your wrist a tiny kiss. "You're cute when you're worried."

"Then I must be cute all the time."

She gives you a small nod, her eyes glued to your face. “You are. You're incredible. I don't deserve you.”

“Don't say that-”

“I almost lost you, y/n. Over a stupid argument I should’ve never started. I'm an idiot who doesn't deserve you."

There are a thousand words on the tip of your tongue but they all feel insufficient when compared to the way your heart beats when you're around Kate. You could round up all the poets in the world and have them all write a thousand different poems about what you feel for your girlfriend and it still wouldn't be enough.

So, instead, you lean down and capture her lips in a soft kiss.

Her arms wrap around your waist and she guides you onto her lap without breaking the kiss. You pour all the feelings you can’t put into words into the kiss. All your fear, all your worry, but most importantly, all your love.

You pull away from her to catch your breath. Your voice is barely above a whisper when you speak again. "You're not going to lose me, Katie."

"You mean that? Even after what I said?"

You're reminded of your earlier argument once again and you can't hide the frown that makes its way onto your face. "We both said things we didn't mean."

"Yeah, but I was a total jerk. You were just looking out for me and I lashed out at you." Her voice cracks under the weight of her emotions.

"It's okay," you reassure her, your thumb drawing soft circles onto her cheek. "I promise we're okay."

She doesn't say anything in response, she just leans in to kiss you again. You let her pull you as close as possible while you enjoy the feeling of being back in your girlfriend's arms after the day you've both had.

There's nowhere else you'd rather be right now.

“You’re wrong, by the way," you mumble against her lips. "you deserve the world.”

“Well…” She trails off, the subtlest of smirks on her face as she pulls back to look into your eyes. “You’re my world.”

You shake your head at her while she laughs, the sound filling you with nothing but love for the archer. “Smooth, Bishop.”

“I love you, y/n.” The humor in her tone fades away into something more sincere. “And I know I’m a reckless, stubborn, idiot but I’ll always come home to you. No matter how bad things get out there. You're my safe place, you know?”

You lean in to give her another quick kiss. “I know. You're my safe place too. I'll always be waiting for you.”

“Great!” It startles you how quickly the sadness fades from her eyes, even if there are still a few traces of it on the rest of her face. “I think I deserve some cuddles now.”

"I don't think so. I love you but you need a shower.”

She pouts but you don't give in. Determined to resist her puppy dog eyes. After a few seconds, she sighs. “Fine…but afterwards we can cuddle?”

“Yes, Katie. Shower then cuddles.”

In an instant, her strong hands grab onto your waist and she picks you up. You let out a yelp as she drops you onto the bed before running off toward the bathroom. "I'll be right back!"

"Kate!" You yell out after her, unable to stop your laughter. "I still have to clean those cuts!"

[griffin-girl-r]

Can you write a blackhill x daughter!reader where reader and Kate are dating. One day Kate sneaks into readers bedroom window really early in the morning injured from her late night mission the night before. Reader helps patch her up and then Natasha and Maria walk in on them kissing. Being the protective parents they are they give Kate “the talk” about not hurting their daughter and making sure reader stays safe and out of harms way of Kates little hero life.

I wasn’t sure if you write fics where reader is dating someone so I understand if you decide to not write this.

The birds and the birds

Created: 16.10.2023

Finished: 17.10.2023

Edited: 17.10.2023

Age: 24

Word count: 1,514

Warnings: Injury, Cussing, Embarrassment

Request: Yes (Tumblr user)

Pairings: Kate Bishop x Female!Reader, BlackHill

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It was early in the morning when you turned around on your other side in sleep, allowing a soft sigh to escape your lips.

The compound was enveloped in silence as everyone was peacefully sleeping.

Everyone except one person.

"Ah, fuck!" A loud groan was heard as the window of your bedroom swung open

"What in Fury's name?" You mumbled confused, angry that your peaceful slumber had been disturbed

You slightly raised your head and looked in the direction of the sound and there, you found your girlfriend, clinging to her arm.

"Hi, honey!" Kate greeted you, supporting her side to the wall she bumped into earlier

"Katie, what are you doing here?" You asked, sitting up, now fully awake

"I just came to visit my girlfriend." Kate nodded as if to convince herself of what she was saying "Is that illegal?"

"Not when it's 5:34 a.m. in the morning." You looked at the clock on your nightstand then back at Kate.

"Is that early?" Kate chuckled nervously "Damn, I haven't even noticed. I must have really missed you."

"Come and sit!" You ordered your girlfriend and she obediently complied with your orders

When Kate sat down on the edge of your bed, your eyes went wide when you noticed what was wrong with our girlfriend.

"Katherine Elizabeth Bishop!" You gasped, worry visible on your face, as you quickly stood up

"Y/N Rosalinda Elisabeth Yelena Valentina Ivanova Alina Svetlana Mikhailovna Aleksandra Sofia Romanoff-Hill." Kate stated unimpressed without stuttering in the slightest

"Wow..." You stopped in your tracks for a moment "Was it necessary?"

"You say my full name, I say your full name." Kate determinately stated "Isn't this how it works?"

"I know, but still..." You shrugged defeated

"Did your parents hated you that much when you were born?" Kate asked

"No." You walked towards one side of the room and grabbed a first aid kit "Why?"

"Just asking." Kate shook her head "Curiosity, you know. But, given your name, I wouldn't agree with you."

"Oh, go fuck yourself, Bishop." You chuckled, sniffing a laugh away, as you began to tend to the wound on Kate's arm

"Why don't you do it yourself?" Kate smirked "Coward!"

"First the wound." You smirked back, staring to patch up your girlfriend "Now what has actually happened?"

"I may or may have not been shot in the arm with an arrow on my mission last night." Kate avoided eye contact

"Katie..." You sighed, allowing your shoulders to fall

"I'm sorry." The girl winced when the disinfectant made contact with her wound "I didn't know where to go so I came here."

You smiled and cupped Kate's cheek with your hand.

"I am so glad you felt safe enough to come here first." You quickly pecked her lips "I am just worried that, one day, you would badly get hurt and won't be able to make it back here in time."

"Hey..." Kate whispered, moving a strand of hair away from your face, her eyes full of adoration "I will always come back to you, sweetheart. I love you too much not to do so."

"You better!" You chuckled tearfully "And I love you too."

Kate leaned closer and kissed you as you melted into her touch.

It was a much-needed kiss and your hands froze in the middle of the process of wrapping a bandage around your girlfriend's injured arm.

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The door of your room was silently pushed open and a loud gasp interrupted the make-out session between you and your lover.

"Y/N!" Natasha gasped, taking in the sight before her

"Mama!" You shouted, your eyes going wide

"Kid?" Maria said confused

"Mom?" You asked back

"What is happening here?" Natasha yelled, walking over to you and Kate with Maria hot on her heels

"Uhm... Nothing?" Kate spoke unsure as she realized you both had been caught red-handed

You and she have indeed been dating for over a year now, but given everything that happened with the snap and the wars, you both chose to keep your relationship a secret until the time was right.

Natasha and Maria, that have disappeared during the snap, were shocked to see their little girl, because in their eyes you were still a baby, kissing someone.

"Kate, what are you doing with our daughter?" Natasha was, again, the one to ask as Maria was too stunned to speak

"We were just talking, Mrs. Romanoff-Hill." Kate raised her hands in defence "I swear."

"About what?" Natasha raised her eyebrow "About how to hide from us that you two are dating?"

"What are you two even doing here at this hour?" You looked at your mothers, also raising your eyebrow, mimicking Natasha's gesture

"It's 6:30 a.m." Natasha explained "We always come to check on you first thing in the morning when we wake up and look what we discovered this morning."

"If it makes it better, we weren't hiding." Kate tried to reason

"You shut up, Kate Bishop." Natasha snapped at Kate and the girl could swear that it was as if she heard Yelena's voice "Does Clint know about this?"

"Why are you acting like he's my father?" Kate raised her shoulders in confusion

"Babe, he kind of is." You scrunched your face, silently agreeing with Natasha

"Oh, fuck me." Kate sighed in defeat, looking down at the floor

"I would, but not with my moms in here." You whispered, hoping that your parents didn't hear

Unfortunately for you, Natasha's ears can pick up even on the faintest of sounds and your words resonated loud and clear in her mind.

"No, you wouldn't!" Natasha protested "You barely turned 16 a week ago!"

"Mama, I turned 24 a week ago." You said cautiously "Not 16. And Kate is 23. We are not kids anymore. I had just turned 16 when you and Mom were dusted."

"Is that so?" Natasha crossed her arms over her chest "Then I guess it's finally the time for 'the birds and the bees' talk."

"More like, 'the birds and the birds' talk." Maria spoke for the first time, her eyes staring into the distance "Cause there's no bee in here to sting if you know what I mean."

Maria quickly came back to her senses when Natasha slapped the back of her wife's head full force.

"You're an idiot, Hill!" Natasha shouted

Maria rubbed the back of her head, with tears in her eyes, and winced "I'm trying. Okay?"

"Remind me why I married you?" Natasha shook her head

"At this point, even I ask myself the same thing." Maria kept rubbing her head

-

After an entire hour where Natasha sat down on a chair in front of you and your girlfriend, explaining about safe intimate ways of having "fun" with each other, the redhead let out a deep breath and looked up at Maria who sat behind her, the brunette commander's hands resting on Natasha's shoulders.

"We want to make one thing clear, Kate." Natasha said, turning her attention from Maria to Kate "You have to make sure that our little Y/N stays out of harm's way."

"And away from your little hero life." Maria added, quietly growling at Kate

You and Kate shared a confused look when you noticed Maria's behavior but, at the same time, tried to hide the amused looks on your faces.

"You are not allowed to hurt her." Maria finished her sentence

"Or else, we'll be coming for you and we will find you and boil you to your death." Natasha threatened

"Then we will cut you up in pieces and fry you on the grill as if you were Steve's Saturday barbeque." Maria squinted her eyes, her voice cold

A shiver ran down Kate's spine and she gulped, feeling the knot in her throat tightening.

"Yes, Mrs. Romanoff-Hill and Mrs. Romanoff-Hill." Kate managed to choke out, her face filled with terror

"Great!" Natasha shouted in a cheerful tone as if nothing had happened "Now we'll let you two love birds have some private time."

"But we will keep an eye on you from now on." Maria pointed her finger toward you and Kate

And with that, Natasha dragged Maria out of the room by her hand.

-

When the door slammed closed behind the older couple, Kate and you looked into each other's eyes.

"They were joking, didn't they?" Kate chuckled, trying to hide the fear she was feeling

"I doubt they are." You dragged out "But they're my moms. They are capable of anything, I wouldn't worry too much about them. They're harmless."

Kate shivered out of fear, not fully agreeing with your statement about the commander and the spy being harmless but she had no other choice than to say you are right.

After all, Natasha and Maria had reacted so much better than any of you expected upon finding out about your secret relationship and the fact that Kate had sneaked into the compound injured after a mission.

Kate can only hope that Natasha and Maria were joking.

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[girlkisser13]

katherine "kate" bishop masterlist

* indicates smut

headcanons

dating kate bishop would include

nsfw headcanons *

imagines

juna

drabbles

[peonyblossom]

Ships I'll Write For

for reference :)

Pixelberry

All of Us

Alex x m!MC (Dexter Del Rossi)

Tess x f!MC (Jo Moreno)

Alpha

m!Channing Lowe x m!MC (Kalani Mochizuki)

America's Most Eligible

Carson Stewart x f!MC (Juliet James)

Blades of Light and Shadow

Nia Ellarious x f!human!MC (Iris of Riverbend)

Valax x f!human!MC (Iris of Riverbend)

Mal Volari x Tyril Starfury

Mal Volari x Tyril Starfury x m!elf!MC (Hades Nightbloom)

Bloodbound

Adrian Raines x Gaius Augustine

Dirty Little Secrets

m!Carpenter (Emmett King) x m!MC (Brooklyn Peters)

High School Story

Wes Porter x Ezra Mitchell

Payton Saunders x f!MC (Lola Williams)

Michael Harrison x nb!MC (Jamie Baxter)

Mia Warren x Katherine

Ajay Bhandari x m!MC (Matty Wright)

Hollywood U

Thomas Hunt x f/nb!MC (Jackie Winters)

Hot Couture

Marco Di Vincenzo x f!MC (Analise Moore)

Immortal Desires

m!Cas x m!Gabe x nb!MC (Reese O'Malley)

Lewyn Junius x m!OC (Jude Junius)

It Lives Anthology

Noah Marshall x m!MC (Harry Spear)

Noah Marshall x Connor Green

Noah Marshall x m!MC (Devon Yasuda)

Connor Green x m!MC (Jesse Harrison)

Ava Cunningham x f!MC (Raven Adams)

Stacy Green x f!MC (Ivy Lovelace)

Imogen Wescott x f!MC (Fiona Vance)

Tom Sato x m!MC (River Vance)

Danni Asturias x f!MC (Merliah Vance)

Abel Flint x nb!MC (Ollie Bridgers)

Lincoln Aquino x nb!MC (Keagan Burke)

Amalia de León x nb!MC (Lottie Hamilton)

Jocelyn Wu x f!MC (Eleanor Wilkins) (slowburn)

Matthias McQuoid x m!OC (Ezra Wilkins)

Jocelyn Wu x nb!MC (Benni Locke) (fwb)

Laws of Attraction

Gabe Ricci x Aislinn Tanaka x nb!MC (Sav Zarza)

Murder at Homecoming

Donovan Navarro x nb!MC (Jupiter Stone)

Open Heart

Ethan Ramsey x m!MC (Sydney Valentine)

Ethan Ramsey x Tobias Carrick

Aurora Emery x Sienna Trinh

Queen B

Zoey Wade x f!MC (Quinn Hughes)

Ian Kingsley x f!MC (Quinn Hughes)

Untameable Anthology

m!Kit Jackson x m!MC (Jules Rojas)

Mandy Martinez x Ryder Wilson x m!MC (Barrett Kemp)

Gravity Falls

Stan Pines x Reader

Stan Pines x nb!OC (JD Willows)

Ford Pines x Fiddleford McGucket

Grey's Anatomy/Station 19

Mark Sloan x Jackson Avery x Lexi Grey

Mark Sloan x Jackson Avery

Meredith Grey x Derek Shepherd

Meredith Grey x Andy Herrera

Victoria Hughes x Lucas Ripley

Izzie Stevens x Denny Duquette

Ben Warren x Miranda Bailey

Cristina Yang x Teddy Altman

Maya Bishop x Carina DeLuca

[sexymilfwitch]

You choose: B. First Date

Friday night, you have a date with a girl from college. She was an award-winning athlete and the star of most teams on campus. She was a womanizer, there were always rumors of different girls leaving her dorm. There was even a bet on who would be her next victim. You still remembered the first time you spoke to her. You were late for class, walking as fast as you could when in the middle of the way a brunette was bent down tying her shoes, and with several bags occupying the entire corridor. You with all possible education asked.

“Would you excuse me halfway? It's taking up the whole hallway and I need to get through."

The brunette gets up, she had a charming look and an incredible perfume. She looks you up and down smiling before holding out her hand.

“Hi I'm Kate Bishop, I'm moving into the next dorm.”

You knew very well who she was, just as you knew she was moving out on a petition since her dates tended to keep the whole building awake and that was the kind of drama you didn't need.

“Nice Kate Bishop, now you may excuse me.”

She takes a step to the side and you hurried past while Kate gave a malicious smile, she had already decided that you would be her next conquest. But her plans were thwarted. No matter what she does, you didn't fall for her charms. She tried to win you over with gifts, inviting you places, and once she even knocked on your door in just her bra and panties asking if you had sugar to lend her. Close to her, you looked bored but when she walked away you couldn't resist smiling for the biggest womanizer in college now looking at you with puppy dog eyes. In the beginning, she still met one and another girl until she realized that she didn't want any of them, she wanted you and only you. In a moment of desperation, she knocks on your door, and as soon as you open it she asks you.

“What do I have to do for you to go on a date with me?”

It had been a while since you decided to give her a chance but it was so much fun watching her try to win you over that you had decided to wait for her to have the courage to ask you in the right way.

“Asking me on a date is a good way.”

The blue-eyed brunette looked at you open-mouthed and speechless, pausing for a moment before stalling with her words.

“Well… yeah… in that case… would you go on a date with me?”

“Sure, Friday night, 7 pm, you pick me up, wear something nice.”

You reply excitedly before closing the door, just for the small sadistic pleasure of knowing that Kate was in shock on the other side of the door. And that's how you set up your first date. Now you were deciding which outfit you should wear. You wanted this date to be perfect. Despite all the seduction games with Kate, you liked her, you knew that underneath the womanizing and extra confident appearance, there was a sweet and gentle girl who was afraid to get attached and end up getting hurt. It's that girl you were going on a date with tonight, so you wanted it to work out. Kate deserved the best and you would make sure she got it. After analyzing you finally decided which outfit to wear.

Choice time. What clothes are you going to wear and what are you going to do on this date?

A. Casual wear, you are going to go out and watch a movie. B. Fancy clothes, you are going to dinner at an expensive restaurant. C. Pajamas, you're going to have a cozy night in the dorm. D. Sportswear, Kate is going to take her to an axe-throwing place.

AHHHH katie!!! ummm as fun as D would be i think i’m gonna have to choose B!!

[doudouneverte]

No Petname

a/n: i didn't want to not post anything this week so i write a little thing.

*not my GIF* (she's badass like this.Marvel bring us back our queen!!)

Natasha Romanoff x Yelena Belova x Sister!Reader; Kate Bishop x Little!Widow

summary: (i watched a lot of couple video on youtube) R prank her girlfriend because she's bored

Type: Fluff

Warning: nothing

word count: ~1257

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The recent week was boring in the tower; you couldn't go on a mission because you got hurt on your last mission, so after an hour on your phone, you think about something. Ten minutes later, you were in Yelena's bedroom.

"So, you want to prank your girlfriend because you're bored?" your sister asked, and you nodded. "Let's go I'm in." she said. That's why you liked Yelena; she was always ready to prank anyone, and even if she liked Kate, the brunette was clearly her favorite target. "So, what did you plan?" she asked, and you smirked.

"She should come back tonight with Clint. We don't have time to set up a big thing, so I'll try to upset her by calling her by her full name." you said, and the blonde frowned her eyebrow. "She doesn’t like when someone calls her Katherine; we will see how long she could handle this." you explained, and your sister smirked. She didn't think about something so obvious.

Later this day, you were with Yelena on the couch, watching a movie with the other Avengers in the tower, when Friday told you that Kate, your girlfriend, was back from her mission with Clint. When she came in the living room, she greeted everyone and made her way next to you.

"Hey babe, I miss you." she said before she kissed your cheek. You kissed her back, and when she started to feel at home, you shocked her.

"Hey Kate, how was your mission?" you asked her, and she frowned her eyebrow. You have stopped calling her Kate since you started dating.

"Uh, well. It was more easy than they thought." she replied. Nobody said anything more, and you just finished the movie. It was still early, so Sam decided to watch another movie, and you all agreed. But before that, you wanted some snacks, so you stood up, but you didn't miss asking your girlfriend if she wanted something.

"Katherine I will grab snacks; do you want something?" you asked, and all the noises instantly disappeared. You didn't see it, but the guys started to feel uncomfortable, but Yelena and Tony smirked.

"Uh. Just a soda, thanks." she replied, and you nodded before leaving, and your blonde sister followed you. When you were in the kitchen, your girlfriend looked at Natasha. "Did I do something to her?" she asked, and your older sister was also surprised.

"I was about to ask you the same thing." the redhead said.

In the kitchen, you were packing some snacks with the help of Yelena, but she couldn't help but laugh. "You should see her face." she said, and you smirked.

"Okay, it was funny, but I don't like to see her like that." you said. "I'll make up tonight." you added, and the Russian nodded. You quickly returned to the living room and took your seat next to your favorite black-haired person after you placed the snacks on the coffee table. "And a soda for my Katherine." you said, holding her soda can. The rest of the night went well. Kate thought you just had a bad day, but tomorrow you'll be right, no?

Unfortunately, no. When she woke up, you were running your hand through her hair. "I just woke up, and you want to make me sleep again." she joked, and you smiled. You gently kissed her, and she smiled like a teenager. She loved it when you kissed her; that meant a lot to you because of your past, but the morning kiss was her favorite. There was no one there, just you two.

"Good morning, Katherine." you whispered with a strong morning accent, and you almost laughed when she frowned her eyebrows. She wanted to talk, but she was interrupted by knocks on the door.

"Y/n, I need a new partner for this morning!!" Yelena yelled.

"Duty call," you said, and after 30 minutes, you were out with your sister. Kate started to be pissed off, and you didn't really calm her down because you called her 'Katherine' during the entire week. The next Monday, she started to feel overwhelmed. She was in the kitchen with your two sisters when you showed up, you kissed her cheek like always, and you greeted your sisters. You ate some of Yelena's mac and cheese, and you decide to ask a favor to your girlfriend. "Katherine, can you give me a water bottle, please?" you asked with your puppy's eyes, but she just glared at you.

"It's not the right name," she mumbled, and you knew she was angry, but you didn't want to end this now.

"The last time I checked, you were Katherine Bishop. So, Katherine Elizabeth Bishop, can you give me a water bottle, please?" you repeated, and she smacked her hand on the kitchen counter.

"Who is Katherine Elizabeth Bishop?" she asked, visibly pissed off.

"It's yo-" you tried to say, but you were cut off.

"No, it's not me. Katherine Bishop is gone!" she said loudly, and Yelena used all her strength to suppress her laughs. "For everyone, it's Kate! For Yelena, it's Kate Bishop! For Nat, it's little hawk! For Alexei, it's Little American. For Melina, it's Y/n's girlfriend! But for you, Y/n Vostokoff, it's Katie, babe, baby, moya lyubov'(my love), hot stuff, printsessa(princess), milaya devushka(cutie girl), moya zhena(my wife) or the future mother of my children!" she exclaimed. "So, I repeat myself, who is Katherine Elizabeth Bishop?" she asked.

The kitchen was silent for a moment. It was really not her thing to raise her voice to you, she was always so lovely and caring. "Wow, Y/n you mess up." Nat said, and Yelena finally laughed. Their voices brought you back.

You quickly stood up and gave your girlfriend a tight hug. "I'm sorry, Katie baby; it was just a prank." you explained, and you chuckled. "If I knew you would be so upset, I would do that earlier." you joked, and she slammed your arm before escaping from your grip.

"I thought you were upset with me, dipshit." she said, and you gasped.

"Kate Bishop, my future sister-in-law, how you called her." Yelena said, and you chuckled.

"I'm sorry." you repeated. "I love you, moya lyubov'." You kissed her and melted when your lips connected with hers. "How could you forgive me?"

"Cuddle with me" she said immediately. "And you'll come with me to Lucky's walk later." she added, and you nodded.

A few hours later, you were in Central Park for Lucky's walk, your finger intertwined with Kate's. She was talking about her week, and something came to your mind, you stopped, and she looked confused.

"Did you mean it?" you asked, and when she showed you, she didn't understand what you were talking about, so you explained. "About being the mother of my children."

She smirked, "I don't mind, but before we have to do something." she said, and you smiled.

You spent the rest of the walk smiling to yourself. This night Kate was fast asleep on your chest, and you just ran your hand through her hair. You were thinking about everything, and you finally thought about something, or more precisely, someone. You looked at the sleeping girl and smiled. Yeah, one day she'll be your wife.

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[kevainthemultiverse]

Chapter One - Invasion

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader

Summary: Kate's past comes crashing down on her when Kingpin's mafia makes her their new target.

Warnings: Invasions, murder, mentions of death, I put the slow in slow burn, cursing, fighting.

Word Count: 1.1K

I Chapter One I Chapter Two I Chapter Three I Chapter Four I Chapter Five I Chapter Six I Chapter Seven I Chapter Eight I

I Masterlist I

Kate has always been somewhat of a heavy sleeper, so much that the trait had become a running joke amongst the Bishop family. On school days, either Derek or Eleanor – her parents – would start waking her up thirty minutes before the alarm, knowing she needed extra time to shake off the her sleepiness. For thirty minutes, she’d be in an almost sleepwalking state. Not quite awake, not quite asleep. The somewhere in between, staring blankly into space as if contemplating deeply the mysteries of the universe. There were so many pictures of her staring into the void after waking up, it wasn’t even funny.

Loud conversations or the softest touch wouldn’t wake Katherine Elizabeth Bishop. But her deep slumber didn’t apply when it came to the noise of glass shattering against the floor, doors breaking, screams and gunshots.

Kate jolted up in her bed of her dimly lit room, suddenly completely awake – and terrified. 

“Mommy! Daddy!”

Her screams of horror didn’t seem to be heard, and she bolted out of her room, running from the corridor to her parent’s room, where the bed was still perfectly organized. They never went to bed. Immediately Kate ran to the first floor of the penthouse, feeling like her heart was a short beat away from exploding inside her chest. Kate could barely see in the dark of dawn, and in her desperation the girl failed to notice the sharp pieces of broken glass, accidentally stepping on it. She winced and looked down, tears prickling from her eyes upon seeing the red liquid oozing from the wound.

“Mommy!”

The ten-year-old tried again, taking the sharp glass from her feet. The windows on the ceiling that provided little light had been broken, for some weird miracle the chandelier didn’t fall with it. Kate continued to limp on her path to her dad’s study when her mom suddenly approached from behind, engulfing Kate, and pulling her out of the way of the study before she saw anything in the moonlit room.

Eleanor was bloodied, shaking, tears falling freely from her eyes as she hugged Kate strongly. “I’m here, sweetie, I’m here.”

A loud gasp escaped from Kate’s lips as she sat on the bed, small droplets of sweat forming on her forehead. Her dad had died twelve years ago, and since then it was easier to wake up on time to her duties, considering that several nights she’d wake up like this. 

Breathless, sweating, missing her father. And several hours before her alarm.

“It was a business partnership gone wrong,” Kate could hear it all over again, the cops talking to her mom as young Kate pretended not to listen. “this is Tracksuit Mafia MO. We will bring justice to your family, Mrs. Bishop.”

Justice? Kate wanted to let out a bittersweet chuckle at the memory. Against Kingpin’s mafia there was no such thing. Even if the man that pulled the trigger had been behind bars for years from killing such an important person, the pain and the memory were still very much free inside the archer’s mind, more often than not Kate would go to sleep and relive that night all over again. There was no relief if Kingpin was still out there, reigning over New York and walking around like he owned the streets, meanwhile Derek Bishop had turned into just another statistic number in the incredibly bloodied hands of Wilson Fisk.

Small noises or the softest touch would easily wake Katherine Elizabeth Bishop now, but this time, when the noise of glass shattering against the floor and doors breaking reverberate around the apartment, she was already up. Kate jolted up to her feet on her dimly lit room, and despite always thinking about that fateful night and what she’d do different, the archer dropped to her feet, hiding behind the bed with trembling limbs. Fear mixed with the worst of nostalgias. Everything seemed to be the same, she could barely hear anything considering how loud her heart was beating, the similarity making her feel like a little defenseless kid all over again. This time Eleanor was not around and Kate seemed to be the obvious target.

The noise of quick steps fill the apartment and Kate can see the faint reflection of lights bouncing on the ceiling of her room and getting clearly stronger by the second. The raven-haired woman held her breath, getting ready for the inevitable when the light strongly hit the wall just next to her, a few centimeters to the side.

She counts the steps the invader takes inside the room. 

One. 

Two.

A sickening crack followed by the dull thud of a body falling, the light on the wall dropped too, hitting a weird angle in the corner of another wall, declaring loud and clear that the archer could have a 4.8 GPA, but she was horrible in cleaning spider webs in corners. 

One. 

Two.

Three.

The steps seem to take their time as a barely lit silhouette in black tactical clothes and a silenced pistol stopped in front of Kate, looming over her as intimidating as a predator, gun pointed straight at Kate’s head before lowering it slowly. The archer held a gulp. There’s a pause as they look at each other – Kate thinking how to gain the upper hand by using her karate against someone that clearly knew how to fight way better and could end her life in the blink of an eye.

“Kate Bishop.” A confident but low female voice vibrates around the room.

“Who wants to know?” Kate questions as she raises one eyebrow and her chin, a failed attempt to appear fearless despite the fact she was hiding behind her bed rather cowardly. 

The noise of broken glass being stepped on broke Kate’s fake confidence and the conversation, the stranger looks in the direction of the portal leading to the corridor, getting in the position to fire her gun once again. Another flashlight hit the wall, but just as quick the silenced gun fired. The stranger remained up as there was another thud, now over Kate’s nightstand and significantly louder, dropping her books and lampshade on its way to the ground, blood dripping over her floor.

“We have no time for that, c’mon.” Her ‘savior’ mumbled and turned in her direction, crouching slightly and raising one hand as an offer for Kate.

But the raven-haired woman was as stubborn as they come, she eyed the gloved hand with wariness, not making a move. “Why would I take your hand?”

The stranger gripped Kate’s arm, seemingly losing all her patience, and pulled the archer up in one strong pull, whispering in strong conviction. “Because I’m your only chance at survival.”

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