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Little Omega and Their Big Pack

Summary:

Reader is an Omega AND a Little. Natasha finds them when the Team raids an enemy base.

Avengers Pack + Maria Hill, Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, Littles are Known, Omegas have rights

Chapter 2: Cuddle time

Note: Sorry this is formatted like this, I got annoyed and just decided to post it.

Wanda POV

Yelena was practically vibrating in her seat when I lowered us onto the Jet. The only thing keeping her from sprinting over to us was Nat’s quiet rumble.

It was so soft it sounded like almost like a purr but it got the message across. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was trying to cover up her purr, big softy.

Y/n had burrowed into her shoulder, their paci gently brushing Nat’s neck as it bobbed slowly in their mouth.

She did go and sit down next to her on the couch though. The omega scooted as close as possible to the pair. I chuckled and made my way to Nat’s other side. Yelena set her laptop down and angled it so I could see Rizzoli and Isles too.

“Why aren’t the doctor and the cop dating?”

“They don’t want the gays to be happy.”

“Ah.”

I noticed Nat taking long blinks as she leaned back getting comfy. Yelena and I made eye contact before I smirked. Yelena grabbed Nat’s shoulders and I grabbed her legs. She grumbled slightly and Yelena let out a displeased chuff that quietened her. We gently maneuvered Nat so her head was resting in her sister’s lap and her legs were on mine. We then both started to purr softly.

“I know what you’re doing” Nat said with a sleepy glare.

Yelena just continued to purr and started to run her hands through Nat’s hair gently as the Widow pouted. Despite her resistance soon enough she was napping with our Little.

Yelena's POV

They’re sooooo cute! I wanna wake them up but lil omega’s probably exhausted, also Nat would kill me. I'm not scared of her but Wanda is very scary when she's mad. We have a Little!!! Aaaaand they’re an omega! I’m not the only one in the tower anymore! Peter is here sometimes but he usually stays with Tony and Pepper, it’s not the same. I wonder if they’d want to make a nest!

————Time Skip to Landing———————

Wanda’s POV

“Wake up Gorgeous we gotta make cookies!” I said quietly as I gently squeezed Nat’s leg and released my scent softly.

Nat grumbled and nuzzled her face against the top of y/n’s, eyes still closed. My heaaaaaart. I continued to nudge Nat in the leg as the rest of the team except Yelena left the Jet.

“It’s my turn to hold them” Yelena huffed and carefully went to grab y/n while releasing her own calming scent.

I held my breath as Nat shifted and green eyes flickered open. Sleepy eyes narrowed at Yelena’s hands and I stifled a giggle.

“Come on you have to make cookies, I can take them” Yelena said whining quietly.

Nat just stared for a minute, eyes flickering between y/n and Yelena. She huffed quietly,

“Fine. But don’t wake them up and take them to our floor please.” The spy said grumpily.

Yelena grinned and carefully lifted the younger omega into her arms. Y/n shifted slightly, seeming to take in Yelena’s forest scent before relaxing with their nose pressed close to her neck. Nat was just laying there and pouting. Yelena began to purr happily as she swayed gently while hugging y/n close. The older Widow’s lip quirked.

Yelena’s POV

My baby omega. They smell like pie! I love pie, they’re so sweet-I’m never putting them down. I nodded at Wanda and Nat before adjusting y/n in my grip and carefully getting off the Jet.

I made my way up to Wanda, Nat, and I’s floor, which I’m assuming y/n will join as well. I paused for a second before letting my omega instincts pull me to the nesting room on our floor. I gently kneeled down and lay y/n in the middle of the California King, on top of some pillows and a super soft blanket.

I then began to carefully gather pillows and blankets from around the bed. All of a sudden I smelled a small spike of nervousness from the Little Omega. My head shot up to see y/n sleepily rubbing their eyes and peeking at me through their hands.

“Hey hey, it’s alright. I’m Yelena Nat’s sister but you can call me Yeezy if you want. Nat and Wanda are downstairs making you cookies like they promised. I’m sure they’ll be done soon.” I saw their eyes brighten at the mention of cookies, same dog saaaaame.

Y/n seemed to perk up when I mentioned Nat and they moved their hands out of their face. I continued to quietly arrange the nest, not wanting to scare them. I smiled slightly as I felt them shuffle a little closer. I could see them leaning towards me with their thumb in their mouth.

“Whatcha doin?” I heard a quiet voice mumble shyly.

“I’m making a nest,” I replied, the Little was eyeing the blankets curiously.

“Would you like to help me?” I asked softly. They nodded and took their thumb out of their mouth.

I held out a soft pillow to them and they grasped it hesitantly. I continued to shift things slowly as to not spook them. After a minute of them still not moving I paused and turned to face them, crossing my legs.

“Have you made a nest before?” I asked quietly.

“N-no I s-sowwy” they said fiddling with the pillow and looking down.

“It’s okay little pie! I’ll show you! Omegas like to nest when they have the materials available. You can put the blankies and pillows wherever you want! We’re just trying to make it as cozy as we can.” Y/n continued to watch me quietly before shifting to set the pillow I gave them down.

I smiled and set more blankets and pillows between us, continuing to work. I watched y/n in my perepheral as they became more comfortable with placing things. I started to let out a quiet purr, slowly increasing in volume. I could see the rest of the tension leave y/n’s body. They began to place things more enthusiastically.

“What’s your favorite kind of cookie?”

“Ch-choc Chip!!!!!”

“A classic. I like snickerdoodles!”

“Sn-sni ka oodles?”

“Snickerdoodles!”

“Oodles!!!”

“Sure oodles it is!”

“Yee?” awww they’re trying to use my nickname!

“Yes munchkin?"

“Milk too?”

“Yes little pie I’m sure they’ll bring milk too that’s a necessity.”

We finished the nest and sat back to look at our work.

“Well what do you think Baby Yeezy? Is our nest ready?” I asked my baby omega.

Y/n got up, using my shoulder to steady themself, and slowly walked around the nest with their hands on their hips. Their brows were furrowed in focus, and I tried not to coo as y/n popped their thumb in their mouth (we definitely gotta get them some pacifiers). They circled slowly before taking their thumb out of their mouth and looking at me seriously.

“Is good!”

“Wonderful, how do some cartoons sound?” I asked, grabbing the remote when they nodded eagerly.

We sat next to each other in the nest with some space between us. I could tell y/n wanted to cuddle but was too nervous by the way they kept inching closer and glancing at me.

Fuck it. I scooped them up quickly and rocked them slightly before setting them down in between my legs. They were giggling softly through the interaction and let out a full belly laugh when I gently tickled their tummy.

The room flooded with her pie scent, smelling like it was freshly baked. Joy, I hope.

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MamaNat x4year old daughter is cute ,but Natasha deeply caring for 17 year old, dealing with real painful stuff ,hits a different kind of longing

[natasharswifey]

This is so them

[nattysgirl]

Oh lord…

[mamaspidershit]

Peter: Ms. Romanoff what are you doing? Natasha: Wrapping Barton’s desk in Saran Wrap. Peter: Uh why? Natasha: He stole my one of my knives. Peter: Couldn’t you have just taken it back? Natasha: I couldn’t find it so I removed all sharp objects from the office so he has to either unwrap it by hand or use my knife. He’s a dumbass so he’ll use my knife which is when I will steal it back and he is left to unwrap it by hand as punishment for stealing my knife in the first place. Peter: That is actually genius. Natasha: Yes. It is.

[lucky-bishova-42]

Wanda: What do you want for dinner, Natalia?

Kate: Natalia??

Wanda: That’s her name, Katherine.

Natasha: KATHERINE?!?

[togrowoldinv]

Each Other

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

You always know what Natasha needs

Note: it’s just some soft stuff. Enjoy!

Natasha Masterlist 1, Natasha Masterlist 2, Natasha Masterlist 3, Main Masterlist

“Hey baby,” you say as you lean on the doorframe of Natasha’s home office.

She spins around in her chair and smiles up at you. You never tire of seeing that beautiful grin.

“Are you saying hi to me or the actual baby?” She jokes.

“Both of you.”

You walk further into the room and make grabby hands for your six month old daughter. Nat hands her to you, knowing she’s hungry and wants to see her other mom.

You kiss her forehead and hold her against your shoulder. She presses her head against your neck and whines softly.

“I know, sweetheart,” you coo, trying to soothe her a bit. “Are you coming, Mama?”

“Soon,” Nat replies. “I need to finish up a few things.”

“Don’t take too long please.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

You share another smile with your wife and leave to go feed your baby girl. The process takes a while, but the bonding is very much worth it. She is ready to burp by the time Natasha makes it to her nursery.

“Let me do it,” she says. “You’re still work clothes and we both know this girl will spit up all over you.”

“Thank you, honey,” you reply. She usually makes fun of the pet names but today she doesn’t say anything.

She helps the little girl burp and does in fact get covered in spit up in the process of doing so.

“You okay?” You ask her.

“Oh yeah, I love being covered in this,” Nat says dryly, but not seriously.

You take Ali back and feed her more. Nat sits on the arm of the rocking chair you’re sitting in.

“No, I mean are you okay?” You ask, placing a hand on her thigh. “You haven’t teased me about the pet names since I’ve been home today.”

“I know,” she says. “I think I’m too exhausted. I’m sorry.”

Her voice sounds distant and worse for wear. You hate seeing her like this.

“Hey, come on baby tell me what’s going on,” you say. “It’s just me.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Natasha,” you warn. She knows she needs to just be honest. You already can tell something is off with her.

“The team needs me to go on a mission,” Nat admits.

“Oh.”

“And I know we discussed me having a whole year of desk work once Ali was born,” Nat continues. “But this one is just out of my control. I’ve been working overtime to try and figure a way to get the intel I need without going.”

“But it’s not working,” you finish for her.

“No it’s not,” she agrees. “I’m so frustrated.”

“Natasha, you can’t always fix everything.”

“But I want to,” she says unreasonably.

“I know, baby. It’s going to be okay.”

You lean your head against her arm. It’s the best you can do for now as you juggle an eating baby in your arms.

Ali finishes and Nat takes her back into her arms. You go to the living room to sit together. Nat puts Ali in her play chair.

You two sit together and watch her giggle and play.

“Call Steve and the team,” you say after a few minutes. “Tell them you’ll go on the mission.”

“But-“

“No buts,” you interrupt her. “I can handle baby girl. And you won’t rest until you’ve figured this out.”

“You know I love you, right?” Nat asks.

“And you know I love you, right?” You counter.

“It’s one of the few things I’m sure of these days,” Nat says.

“Come here, Natasha,” you say, holding out your arms for her to fully snuggle into.

You kiss her lips softly before she snuggles into your chest. You hold her tight for as long as she wants.

Everything will be okay as long as you have each other.

[coffeeandjuice]

An average text conversation between Natasha and Peter:

Peter: my new shampoo smells like you

Natasha: What do I even smell like????

Peter: My shampoo

Natasha: what’s in the shampoo?

Peter: …your scent

Natasha: What’s my average scent???

Peter: my shampoo

Natasha: I love how we’re talking in circles

[rxmqnova]

Upset

Y/N: 4 years old Billy and Tommy: 6 years old ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV Y/N shuffles into the living room with a huge pout on her face, holding a teddy bear in her hand and dragging her legs towards the redhead who's sitting on the couch.

Natasha doesn't notice the tiny body and keeps her gaze on the TV. The moment she realizes is when Y/N buries her face into the redhead's thighs.

"Детка, what are you doing?" Natasha chuckles, hooking her hands under Y/N's armpits and sitting the tiny one on her lap. (baby)

Y/N looks at her, pout still present on her face on which Natasha playfully pouts back. And on that Y/N wraps her tiny arms around the redhead's neck and buries her face there.

"What got you so upset, baby?" Natasha asks softly, rubbing the little girl's back and holding her close.

"Mommy" Y/N mumble out.

"Mommy made you upset? What did she do to you?" Natasha asks playfully, an amusing smile playing on her lips.

"Mommy said: 'no, Y/N/N, I have to cook, go play with Billy and Tommy'" Y/N explains, pulling out her best acting skills. "But Billy and Tommy don't want to play with me" She sighs dramatically and drops her tiny hands on her lap.

"Well, but you haven't asked me, have you?" Natasha raises an eyebrow with a smile, making the little girl smile back.

"Will you play with me, mama?" Y/N asks with the sweetest smile, making Natasha let out a small gasp.

This is the first time Y/N's ever called her that, the first time anyone has ever called her that. Her and Wanda are dating for 2 years and she wouldn't expect any of Wanda's children to see her as a parent.

Billy and Tommy are older and even before Y/N was born, Wanda was thinking about eventually leaving Vision. To be honest, a robot who has no idea about human emotions is not a good partner.

But Wanda found out she was going to have another baby and tried to save her relationship with the robot, but it just didn't work, so they broke up. Well, and 2 years ago she got together with Natasha and she couldn't be more happy.

The fact is that Y/N is actually the first one who accepted Natasha when Wanda announced their relationship. She only just turned 2 back then, but that doesn't change the fact that Natasha was and is one of her favorite people.

Not like the twins�� Vision seems to have quite an influence on them, so liking Natasha definitely isn't even close to how they feel about her. But Natasha keeps trying and hoping that some day it'll get better.

"Of course, I'll play with you, sweetheart" Natasha smiles, giving the tiny girl a little cuddle, and presses a kiss to the top of Y/N's head. "Let's find some toys"

Natasha stands up, sitting Y/N on her hip, and starts to walk to Y/N and the boys' playroom.

"Mama, you and mommy are my favorite, FAVORITE ever" Y/N says enthusiastically, making sure the word 'favorite' is loud enough while kicking her small legs happily.

"Yeah?" Natasha smiles as the little one nods. "Well, you are my favorite, favorite too, детка" She tells Y/N back which immediately brings a smile to Y/N's face as she cuddles up to the redhead. (baby)

"What troubles are my favorite girls causing?" Wanda teases, spotting the pair walking around the kitchen.

That's enough for Y/N to bring back the pout she had previously on her lips while Natasha just chuckles at the sight of Y/N's cute little face.

"Aw, what's wrong, my little monkey?" Wanda pouts back playfully, giving her daughter's tummy a little tickle.

"Well, I've heard that mommy upset her. Am I right, детка?" Natasha says, letting out a little chuckle as Y/N nods her head with the pout still present on her lips. (baby)

"What did mommy do to you, malysh?" Wanda asks playfully.

"Mommy didn't want to play with me and said: 'no, Y/N/N, I have to cook, go play with Billy and Tommy'. But Billy and Tommy don't want to play with me too, mommy" Y/N explains dramatically.

"Well, someone needs to cook the dinner, baby. What would we eat then?" Wanda asks softly with a smile before pressing a kiss to her daughter's forehead.

"That's okay, mommy. Mama will play with me" Y/N's pout gets replaced by a sweet smile immediately.

"I need to cook, bubs, remember?" Wanda repeats, giving her daughter an apologetic look, but Y/N just shakes her head.

"Not you, mommy. Mama" The little one explains like it was the most obvious thing ever, pointing at Natasha and swinging her legs happily.

"Oh, mama will. I see" Wanda smiles warmly, locking her eyes with Natasha's who smiles widely back and rests her head against Y/N's before pressing a kiss to the tiny one's head.

"Have fun, you two. I'll call you on dinner" Wanda smiles, placing a kiss on her daughter's small nose that looks exactly like hers before pecking her girlfriend's lips.

Natasha just smiles back and carries Y/N away, so they could play like Y/N wanted. She's definitely excited about having a playdate with the tiny troublemaker, even more so to be her mother, help Wanda with raising her and see her grow up.

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Sorry for not posting yesterday, I was so tired xd

Anyway, it's MY BIRTHDAY!

I'M 20 TODAYYY!! <33

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hidden trick - natasha romanoff x daughter!reader

word count: 1,811

a/n: guess who’s back! tbh this is very reader centric, with hints of wanda x r .. idk if ill write more for this but you never know ! anyways i hope not too rusty and that you enjoy this little fic <3 i hope to finish a work from swll soon so lets hope that happens hehe anyways! feedback always welcome and appreciated mwah

your leg bounces up and down nervously as you sit in the quinjet with bruce. at age sixteen, you are currently the youngest (and only) avenger in training. if it were up to your mother, you would be safe in the tower with maria hill but you are a valuable asset. you are the hidden trick the avengers have up their sleeve.

you were found in an abandoned hydra base by clint barton, having been left to die after the scientists had no use for you. in the two years you were with hydra, they had tried countless of experiments on you, each one seemingly failed. what they didn’t know was that one of them had worked- you were now enhanced. but your powers always had a mind of their own, and it had kept itself hidden- up until you were taken in by clint and laura.

it was one of laura’s favourite stories to tell, much to clint’s displeasure. they had been moving into a new place, a bigger one to accommodate you and the coming baby. clint had been bringing in boxes after boxes and you stuck close to laura’s side, both of you watching him do the work. as clint carried a particularly heavy set of boxes, he tripped and suddenly you were on your feet, hands shooting out with a blue magic flowing from them. clint had braced himself for the hard impact of the the ground but when he opened his eyes, he saw the boxes floating up the walkway to the house and he was held up by your magic. you slowly righted him and the three of you just stood in stunned silence before clint broke it.

“you’re telling me you could’ve used your magic for all these boxes?!”

to their credit, the bartons took your newly found powers in stride. they helped you work on training it, allowing you to use them for mundane tasks to help you get used to them. in their care, you slowly flourished. that’s when they found about your mother.

you rarely spoke about your time in hydra, but once you started speaking about your mama, it’s like you never wanted to stop. before hydra, you remember a woman with hair as red as yours. she trained you, taught you everything she could before you were taken away. you spoke about her promise, and the bartons never knew what to say- not wanting to let you lose the little hope you had left.

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two years after natasha romanoff’s graduation ceremony, a baby was placed in her arms. she was told that it was hers, born from her egg, her own daughter. she was told to train you, and so she did. the red room had counted on her training keeping her impartial, but a mother’s instinct is something they could never smother. you were six when they had realised their mistake- and they ripped you away from her, given to hydra for their experiments. taking you away was their second mistake, because natasha ran. she spent the next three years staying hidden all while tracking you down. when she finally does, she shows up on clint’s doorstep with a proposition. in exchange for her and your safety, she will defect to shield and take down the red room.

you were the ace of the team for two main reasons, your power and your training. not only were you on the way to becoming just as skilled as natasha, your powers added an extra advantage. telekinesis and your ability to form shields stronger than the hulk as well as cap’s shield meant that you could do beyond what anyone else in the team could.

the team had argued back and forth before you were allowed to come on this mission. but you knew they needed you, especially with wanda and pietro maximoff in the picture.

“guys? is this a code green?” bruce’s voice snaps you out of your nerves, but it only grows when you hear nothing but static.

you take a deep breath, pushing yourself up from where you were sitting on the ground. “stay here, i’ll go in.”

before bruce can stop you, your hands glow a brilliant blue as you speed off to the ship. you let your eyes close momentarily as you try and remember everything natasha taught you. your eyes flutter open when you feel the hum of someone’s magic- it had to be wanda. zoning in on it, you speed up and you can only hope you are able to take her on.

you stay hidden as you walk through the ship. you hear thor’s words through your intercom and your steps speed up. a flash of red has you tensing- but the shield you had around you repels the cloud of red that surrounds you. you hear a gasp as you push your magic out, and you pull yourself and wanda into a room to your left.

wanda’s strong, you can see it in the way her power swirls a brilliant red. but her training was incomparable to yours, as thor had been the one in charge of your training. your magic pushes her against the wall, another barrier coming up to block the entrance of the room should the other maximoff decide to appear.

the red smoke disappears and you have to stop the gasp that falls from your lips. you knew from the moment maria pulled up their photos that the twins were the ones you had met all those years ago. but seeing her in person sucks the wind out of you. it seems that wanda recognises you too as she stops struggling against your magic.

you both pause as you regard each other, the sounds of the fight around you growing fainter. you break the silence first.

“hi wanda.”your voice is shaky and you have to resist the urge to drop your magic just to hug her. the twins had been the only reason you survived in hydra. their presence had been the biggest comfort through all the pain the scientists put you through day after day.

“im sorry.” it comes out as almost a whisper, and you see the way wanda’s eyes glisten “we should’ve fought harder for you. to take you along. we thought..”

the unsaid words hang in the air. you swallow thickly.

“why are you working for them? did they-” wanda’s eyes harden as her next words spill out “did they take you too? did they use you? experiment on you?”

you shake your head, “no. they saved me- the archer, he found me and took me in. my magic was from one of the experiments they did, it just didn’t become active til after.”

wanda regards you quietly, and you feel a bead of sweat trickle down the back of your neck. it’s now or never.

“come with us. the both of you, please. ultron he.. he wants to destroy the world, not save it. please, don’t fall for it. you can still walk away.” your voice is almost pleading.

“if ultron can’t tell the difference between saving the world and destroying it- where do you think he gets that? why would i work with him.” she hisses, and you remember the way you comforted her after her nightmares. the way she would mumble in her sleep, begging tony stark to spare her and her brother from death.

“because you are better than him. if tony stark can’t tell the difference- you can. you can make the choice.”

wanda sees your eyes glow and you pull pietro into the room, your magic swirling around him. you look at the both of them, and wanda is captivated at the way your power flows around you, surrounding you in a soft glow.

“i know you were dealt shitty cards. but you choose the life you want to lead at the end of the day.” you know that you’re making progress, however small, because not once has wanda tried to use her powers on you. “so please, make the better choice here. help us stop ultron.”

the twins look at each other, and you watch carefully. pietro turns to you then, speaking to you for the first time.

“you’ve grown up well.” your lips stretch into a soft smile. “but i don’t want to work with tony stark.”

“then don’t. think of it as working with me, with the others.” you think of the rest of your team, and you can only hope that they made it out safe. or that natasha hadn’t gone full mama bear mode when she realised you’re not on the quinjet. “tony stark is doing his best to right his wrongs and i know he has a long way to go. but right now this is beyond him.”

the twins share another glance and you can see pietro sigh. you got them.

the walk to the quinjet was silent, the twins in front of you and your magic on the standby. you see a figure run towards you and you place a hand on wanda’s shoulder when you see her hands raise almost instinctively. you step in front of the twins and natasha engulfs you in a fierce hug.

she pulls away and inspects you, her warm hand on your cheek as she looks for any injuries before scanning the rest of your body. when she decides you’re safe, she breaths a sigh of relief. her gaze shifts to behind you where the twins are still standing. you see the rest of the team come out and steve speaks first.

“he got away with the vibranium. we don’t know where he went,” he looks to the twins “i don’t suppose you two have any idea what he plans to do with the vibranium?”

when the twins shake their head, tony lets out a scoff and the twins immediately tense up.

“cut it out stark.” the words tumble from your lips before you can stop them and he looks at you incredulously.

“you do realise they could still be in cahoots with him right? dont you find it a little strange?” tony raises a brow at you and you roll your eyes. the rest of the team watches you quietly, natasha reaching out to rub your arm.

“they’re on our side now, and i’m not gonna let your ego drive them away. i trust them and if you don’t then suck it up.” you pause before adding, “if they go, i go. if you choose to not have them come with us when we do find ultron you won’t have me either.”

you see the way tony flinches and you knew you hit a nerve. you feel a little guilty, tony had been good to you over the years. but he also created a robot that wants to destroy the world and now that the twins are back, you don’t want to lose them again.

[fandoms--fluff]

Little Natasha X Mama reader

On holiday with all the Avengers, Natty enjoys some Mama/ baby time on the beach.

(The other Avengers are amazing uncles and Aunts).

Diapers/ stuffies/ pacifiers/ story time / breastfeeding

Please and Thankyou 😊

Beach Day

Mama reader x Little Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: breastfeeding?

A/n: We're not gonna talk about how long this has been in my drafts. but i hope you like it <3

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"Here ya go" Wanda hands you the bottle of sunscreen. "Thanks, Wands" You take the bottle and pack it into your tote bag.

"Where's Nat?" She asks, not seeing the regressed woman anywhere. "On the porch, she's been excited to go to the beach all day" You grin, thinking of your baby girl.

The team had decided to leave New York for a week and spend some time away from all the hustle and bustle of people. You guys had traveled up to Tony's massive house next to a beach. You're in serious need of knowing how many buildings and houses he actually owns, but you'll be able to pester him about that later.

Wanda follows you out to the porch under the blazing sun, her arms becoming full of Nat the moment she steps out the door. "Hey, sweetie" Wanda squeezes her before pulling back a bit.

"Hi! Mama's taking me to the beach!" Nat exclaims, jittering with excitement.

"Well that sounds really fun, you make sure you're good for her" Wanda rubs her back. "Okay, promise, Auntie Wanda" Nat nods before running over to where you're standing next to the 'trail' to the beach.

"Ready to go, baby girl?" You ask. "Mhm," she grasps your outstretched hand in hers.

"Alright. See you later, Wanda" You wave to her with your free hand. "Yeah, see ya" Wanda smiles, waving back before turning to go back inside the air-conditioned house.

You lead nat down the path to the beach, excitement buzzing out of her. As soon as you guys hit the hot sand beach, Nat let's go of your hand and runs down to the water.

Before you could yell out to her to stop, she gets intercepted by Steve. He lifts her up before she splashes into the cool water, "What do you think your doing running away from your Mama like that" he chuckles, walked back over to where you sat everything down.

"Wanna play in water, Uncle Steve" she pouts up to him, her eyes going wide. You sniffles your laughter at the face Steve makes, contemplating what he should do.

Finally he settles on, "I'm sure you do, but remember you need to listen to your Mama's instructions first" He places her down on the blanket you just laid out. "Hmm, okay" she nods her head, listening to Steve's words and turns her attention to you.

Nat runs over to you from the water, shivering. She's been in the water for the past hour, she had fun splashing around and playing with seaweed.

She runs into your open arms with a towel open. "Cold, mama!" She squeals as you wrap her up in the warm towel. Her pink swimsuit and swim diaper, wet from the ocean.

"Hey baby girl" you kiss the top of her head while you get situated on the big towel laid on the ground. "Let's get you all warmed up, hm?"

Nat's all bundled up in her towel and laid on your lap, soaking in all your body heat and the rays from the sun. "You're such a good girl" You lean down and kiss her forehead.

Nat nods in agreement, a smile curving at her lips. She brings up one of her hands and tugs down on your bikini top. "Mama" She looks up at you, her fingers curled around the damp fabric.

"You want milkies?" You ask, running your fingers through her hair. She nods her head, "Yes p'ease."

"Good manners." You hook your fingers in your bikini top and pull one of the sides down, letting your right breast loose of the fabric.

Nat leans in and latches onto your perked nipple. She wraps her lips around it and starts to suck. Slowly, a stream of milk starts flowing into her mouth.

As Nat drinks your milk, you rub one of your hands up and down her diapered butt, soothingly. You reach one of your hands into the bag you brought and pull out her gray stuffed bear.

"You want Paws?" You softly ask her. Nat opens her eyes and looks up at you, nodding. You place the fluffy bear in her open hands and watch as she snuggles with it while still suckling.

When you guys get back to the beach house, you settle a sleepy Nat on the couch next to Tony. "Hey, Nat" Tony looks up from the book he was reading and smiles to her.

"Hi unca Tony" Nat mumbles sleepily. "Hey, sweetheart" Tony smiles to the redhead. She still has Paws in her arms and cuddles with him, eyes half closed.

Tony closes the book and places it on the wooden coffee table. "Did you have fun with Mama on the beach?" He asks the little.

"Mhm, wen' swimmin and lay with mama in da sun" She tells the older man, her voice filled with sleep.

You sit next to Nat, her being between you and Tony. "You want a story, Baby Girl? Cause I think Uncle Tony has some good ones" You kiss the top of her head.

Nat nods her head and snuggles her head into Tony's shoulder, looking up at him expectantly. "Alright, Sweetheart. Let's see, hmmm." He places his finger on his chin, tapping it comically.

"Ahah. Once upon a time, there was a princess, she grew up in the jungle. She was friends with all the animals and..." Tony started telling a story.

Nat Slowly starts to doze off while listening to Tony's story. You watch and listen with a smile on your face. Tony sure melts and gets all soft when he's in the vicinity of Nat.

[griffin-girl-r]

You're not mine (Part 3)

Started: 16.11.2023

Finished: 08.09.2024

Edited: 08.09.2024

Age: 15

Word count: 3,925

Pairings: WinterWidow

Warnings: Swearing

Request: Yes (Wattpad)

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

Part 2

—

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

And deep down, she knew they were right.

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Natasha silently nodded before turning back to face Tanya.

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yet, they were too familiar with it.

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But the intruder was quick. Quicker than expected.

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

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

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

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

Clint ducked, narrowly avoiding the debris.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As the Avengers regrouped, they observed the intruder intently.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As they caught their breath, the reality sank in.

This was no ordinary adversary.

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Maria recieved a collective nod.

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

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

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

"For Mjolnir sake." Thor sighed.

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

"It was my new suit." Tony repeated

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

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

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

With that, Fury stood and left.

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Alright, sunshine." Bucky mockingly smiled at Tony

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

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

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

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

Again.

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

And act fast.

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

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

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

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

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

Raising their weapons and abilities, the Avengers rallied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—

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

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

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

"Is everyone alright?!" Steve shouted worried.

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

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

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

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

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

This couldn't be real.

It just, couldn't be.

"Y/N..."

—

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[lesbian-deadpool]

Carol: What's Peter to you?

Natasha and Y/N: The reason we wake up every morning.

Wanda: That's adorable!

Peter, their son, earlier that morning, banging pots together: WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

(Bonus)

Peter, still banging pots together: I DEMAND ATTENTION!

Y/N: THERE'S NO WAY WE CAN GIVE YOU ANYTHING ELSE, RIGHT NOW!

[natasharswifey]

:3

[nattysgirl]

She absolutely knew what she was doing

[mamaspidershit]

Judge: Does the defendant have any special requests? Peter: Death penalty. Natasha, from the gallery: Peter, it’s just a parking ticket. Peter, whispering into the mic: Please kill me.