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delulu-with-wandanat · 11 months ago
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Natasha: *Bursting into the kids’s room*
Natasha: Who wants to make 5 bucks?
Billy: How?
Natasha: I need someone to take the fall.
Wanda, from outside: Oh my god…
Tommy: What did you do??
Natasha: I can’t tell you. Yes or no, no questions asked.
Wanda: Oh. My. GOD!
Y/n: …Make it 10.
Nat, sigh in relief: Done. *opens the door*
Wanda: OH MY GOD?!!!
Nat, turns to Y/n: You’re a good daughter.
Nat, drags her by the collar: I got her honey! I got her, don’t worry!
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ncis-nerd · 4 months ago
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Christmas Cheer
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Ship: Wife WandaNat x Reader // Platonic Kate & Reader // Brief mention of Kate x Yelena
Warnings: Mentions of Christmas, working in retail, the festive season, winter, alluding to reader being anemic.
About: Christmas time is the best time of the year for most, you love the generosity of people during this season. The Christmas movies, the hot chocolate, gift giving and most of all, spending time with the people you love. 
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You hummed softly to the Christmas jingle playing in the background. You loved your job, you loved your elderly boss who would show you pictures of her grandchildren, your friend/co-worker Kate who you would spend your lunch break with. Going with you to your favorite Chinese Takeout place.
You loved your job but sometimes you regretted working retail at a toy shop during the Christmas season. Not to get you wrong, you loved seeing the joy on the kids faces, the sparkle in their eye when they got their heart set on a toy they really wanted. And you loved the magic of the festive season but it could be overwhelming sometimes. 
Stressed parents running on low energy and little sleep, desperate to find the popular toy their kid wants, searching endless stores just for the toy to be sold out. You couldn't blame them.
You didn't realize you were staring at these two women looking at the window's display of toys. They smiled softly, one woman had on this red and white knitted hat with reindeer on it. The other had a long coat on. You saw her whisper to the woman with the hat. The woman with the hat had a hot chocolate in her hand.
“Hello? Earth to Y/n?” Kate waved her hand in front of your face. “Huh?” You returned your attention to the raven haired girl.
“I said, do you want to go on lunch right now?” Kate asked as a low growl sounded from her stomach. You chuckled softly at the warning from your friend’s stomach that she was hungry.
“Sure! Let me just grab my coat and we can go.” You nodded, heading to the back room where your locker was. 
As you zipped up your red puffy jacket, Kate appeared in the doorway. “Ready?” She asked. You nodded as the two of you made your way to the Chinese restaurant. 
“It's so cold I can see my breath!” Kate exclaimed, exhaling only to be greeted with a small trail of fog exiting her mouth. You shivered in your layers which consisted of your hat, gloves, scarf, sweater, shirt, second shirt, pants and thermal pants. You got cold easily and instead of complaining all the time (which you still do by the way), you learnt that layering up helps you stay warm. Your mom had told you many times “I don't know how you can do it, I could never wear that many layers” but you shrugged her off. 
“We're here! I can smell the food!” Kate smiled as she opened the door to Tony's. Tony's is the name of the Chinese Takeout restaurant you and Kate go to. You've been going there ever since the first day you were hired. You can still remember it vividly. You were sitting in the backroom eating your pb&j sandwich when Kate came in and introduced herself. The two of you were around the same age, the rest of your co-workers were way older than you guys so Kate made the decision to talk to you and become friends. From that day on, you guys have been going to Tony's for lunch. 
Now that it's December, Tony's is more crowded. Especially since they came out with their Christmas themed menu, families and teenagers lined up to get something. 
Thankfully, there was no one when you and Kate went. If there was, you feared Kate's stomach might explode. 
“Hi there ladies, table for 2?” Steve smiled, as he picked up two menus. “Yup!” You nodded. “Is that Kate and Y/N?” You heard Clint's voice from the kitchen.
Clint was a chef who worked at Tony's, he had cooked if not all the meals you and Kate shared there, than most. In your time going to Tony's, you had gotten to know Clint well, you know he has a wife and two young daughters who sometimes come to visit him during his break.
“Yeah!” Steve responded. “Hello Kate, hello Y/N. How's the shift going?” Clint had a warm smile on his face. “Work's going well, how are things here?” You spoke. “Same old, same old. I assume you two want your regular?” Clint nodded. “Yeah, better make it quick. Kate here is starving.” You smirked. “Hey! I'm not starving!” Kate whined. You looked at her with a chuckle as she proved her own point with the whining. 
Clint led you two to your table. “Food should be out shortly” Clint nodded as he left. Your eyes scanned the room. You noticed a family sitting at one of the circular booth tables. The little girl had on a pink tutu and an orange shirt. The mom was on the phone and the dad was holding the brother. The little girl made eye contact with you and waved. You smiled softly and waved back.
Clint returned with your water and Kate’'s coffee and placed it down on the table. There was a soft red tint on Kate's face, you could tell she was texting her girlfriend, Yelena.
That's when you noticed the couple from the toy store had entered the restaurant. The blonde was taking off her hat as the woman in the long coat took her friend's hand and rubbed her hands together, to warm it up. You smiled softly at this gesture, you loved seeing how the holiday spirit brought people together.
Clint led the two ladies to the 2 seater tables right by you and Kate. “Thank you” the woman with the hat spoke, with a thick Sokovian accent. “Of course. Can I get you started on drinks?” Clint spoke. “I would like the bloody mary” the other woman spoke, her voice laced in a thick Russian accent.
“And for you ma'am?” Clint looked at the blonde. “Hot chocolate is fine. Thanks.” She nodded. Clint left once again, to make their drinks this time.
“This place is nice” the blonde spoke. “Да, освещение красивое, и меню выглядит хорошо.” the Russian responded. 
The Russian's eyes fell on you, you quickly looked away. Hoping that she didn't notice your staring. 
“Симпатичная девушка из магазина игрушек здесь.” the Russian's attention focused back on the woman sitting across from her. 
You wondered what she was saying. Right on cue, Clint comes out with your chicken lo mein and Kate's fried rice.
“That looks so good, my mouth is literally watering right now” Kate moaned. You giggled at her reaction. 
“I wish you a Merry Christmas” filled the silence in the restaurant as your phone went off. In that moment you regretted your ringtone. “Hello?” You answered. “Hi Y/N, I'm so sorry to disturb you from your lunch break but it’s so busy in here right now and we could sure use you and Kate back here at the store” You felt bad you guys were understaffed today and it probably didn't help that you and Kate took your lunch break at the same time. “Of course, I’ll let Kate know. We should be back shortly.” You hung up. 
Kate groaned, “Nooo.. I’m so hungry.” You frowned apologetically, “Sorry Kate, Elaine needs us back. She said there’s a big crowd in there right now.” You signaled for Clunt to return. “Hey, can you make this a to-go. Kate and I have to return to work unfortunately.” You said as Clint took the food away.
You zipped back up your coat and collected your belongings as you and Kate walked up to the register.
“Have a good one and stay warm, alright?” Clint spoke.
Google Translate:
Да, освещение красивое, и меню выглядит хорошо. - Yes, the lighting is beautiful and the menu looks good.
Симпатичная девушка из магазина игрушек здесь. - The cute girl from the toy store is here.
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lowkeyerror · 1 year ago
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The Family Business ( Series Masterlist)
WandaNat x Reader [complete]
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Mafia Au
The Maximoff’s take you in as one of their own after a night that will forever haunt you. You join the family business and in it you find yourself falling madly in love with your best friend's sister and her wife.
Ch. 1- The passing of your older brother forever changed your relationship with your parents. After a particularly brutal incident with your mother, the Maximoff's welcome you into their home.
Ch.2- Wanda was sent away on important business, by the time she comes back you're all grown up and a part of the family company. Wanda doesn't come back home empty handed in fact she returns with a brand new wife.
Ch.3- Natasha has heard stories of you from Wanda. It has her doubting your current day skill level. With Dragos and Wanda in a meeting, you get the chance to tell her a bit about the person you've become.
Ch.4- Natasha is nervous about finally having some personal time with Wanda’s family. You help her fight through those nerves. Meanwhile Wanda struggles to come to terms with how much of your growth she missed.
Ch.5- The guilt Wanda feels for missing your important milestones boils over and you're left trying to comfort her.
Ch.6- The after math of the fallout between Wanda and her family leads to an all too important business meeting the next day.
Ch.7- Y/n, Wanda, and Pietro are forced to prepare for the worst after learning of the one on one meeting Dragos has set up with Kingpin.
Ch.8- The family copes with the situation revolving Dragos.
Ch.9- After last night's events things only grow more complicated between Wanda, Natasha, and the reader.
Ch.10- Natasha and Wanda have a talk about their feelings for you. After that emotional conversation they meet you at the hospital to visit Dragos.
Ch.11- Fisk is not happy with the way things turned out regarding the docks. He makes his own power play in retaliation that puts everyone on notice.
Ch.12- Natasha and Wanda reveal their feelings.
Ch. 13- Fisk Gains and unexpected new ally.
Ch.14- Things quickly escalate as Fisk tries to end this power struggle once and for all.
Ch.15- After effectively taking care of the Fisk problem, you struggle with the moral reprocussions of that action, while also trying to deal with the truth behind your mother’s death.
Ch.16- The Future of the family business is discussed between Wanda, Natasha, and yourself.
Ch.17- The family has a meeting to discuss the events that happened in Dragos absence. The aftermath of that meeting forever changes the landscape of the business and the family.
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yelenasdiary · 10 months ago
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A Widow's Sunshine
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Welcome to A Widow's Sunshine AU. Below you will find everything you need to know about this project, please note this is not a set series. This is a collection of memories of Natasha & Wanda's daughter and their life growing up.
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I've broken this up into multiple categories. A section for WandaNat moments and Reader's age in groups.
Summary:Natasha Romanoff is a single mother of one. Her daughter, now 22 is starting to make a life for herself. Since the moment Natasha held her daughter in her arms for the very first time, she has never felt more love for anybody, her daughter was only 3 years old when Natasha met Wanda Maximoff. The two kicked things off quickly and eventually, Wanda would meet the little Romanoff at age 5 and a family of two soon became a family of three.
Join Natasha and Wanda as they share found memories of their daughter.
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WandaNat -
coming soon....
Reader 0-4 Years -
Wondering Nat's Pregnancy & Child Birth. Start Here.
Reader 5-10 Years -
Can't Say No Wanda spends the day with little Y/n.
Mama You call Wanda mama for the first time.
Nightmares You have a nightmare and want Wanda's comfort.
Afternoon Tea Party When your mom can’t get out of work for a kindergarten event, Wanda takes it upon herself to surprise you. 
Meet & Greet You meet Wanda for the first time.
Big Bad Wolf Wanda picks you up from school and has to make a stop at the store on the way home. 
Aunt Lele Aunty Yelena looks after you for the afternoon.
Reader 11-14 Years -
Message Sent You got in trouble at school for standing up for yourself.
Reader 15-22 Years -
Coming Out You come out to your parents
A Much Needed Break The stresses of school have piled up, leaving you to break down and seek comfort from your Ma.
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Requests -
Requests for this little AU is open, all I ask is that when requesting for this AU is that you state what age Reader is and include any trigger warnings you see fit.
Taglist -
If you'd like to be on the taglist for this AU, please leave a comment on this post. I won't remember to go to the fics comments to check so it's always safer to leave a comment on the master list.
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nataliasquote · 1 year ago
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Double the trouble [pt.1] | n romanoff
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Double the trouble au: part 1, part 2
Summary: Natasha and Wanda’s teenage twin daughters are a lot to handle, but despite their differences and arguments, there’s nothing they wouldn’t do for each other
Age: 17
Warnings: none
Pairings: WandaNat
wc: 3.9k
note: my first time putting a one shot on tumblr. Here goes nothing
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"Y/N! Mom told me to come wake you. You're gonna be late." Isla stood at the door, her arms folded with a cocky smirk plastered on her face.
Y/N groaned and turned over in her bed, flinging an arm over her face as she squinted into the light to see who was speaking. The familiar outline of her twin sister came into view and she rolled back over.
"Y/N. Get up. Or don't. It's not my fault if you're late." And with that, the girl was gone, the door swinging shut as a cloud of floral perfume was all that was left in her place.
"Good morning to you too." Y/N muttered under her breath as she pulled her phone off charge and checked the time. Her stomach dropped as 7:19 flashed up on her screen. School started at 8:00. They left at 7:45. She did not have long at all.
"Isla I'm gonna kill you!" The distressed teenager screamed out, running over to her closet to pull out the first half decent outfit she could find. Any feeling of tiredness evaporated from her body as she got dressed, which was probably the only positive to come out of this morning.
A knock sounded on her bedroom door as she pulled her shirt over her head. Wanda's head popped around before she saw it was safe for her to enter. She watched her daughter getting frustrated over her hair for a moment before walking over with a plate of freshly made toast and fruit. There wasn't much time to eat it but Wanda was the kind of mother who made sure all of her girls were fed. Even when Nat was feeling stubborn.
"Good morning sweetheart. I brought breakfast." It was an obvious thing to send but Y/N smiled gratefully at her in the mirror for a split second before a large tangle in her hair caused her to wince.
"Thanks Mom."
"Do you want me to send Mama up to help with your hair?" As a typical mom, Wanda collected a few spare cups from her daughter's desk and stacked them in her hand. Y/N attacked her hair with her hairbrush before setting it down on the table with a thud.
"No! I'm not 4! I can do my own hair!" She exclaimed. She didn't normally talk to Wanda that way, but the stress of being late was taking its toll so Wanda didn't take offence.
"Okay. Well, you've got 15 minutes."
Y/N groaned loudly and started on her make up, having given up on her hair. A ponytail would suffice for today. She did not have the patience.
"Isla, you know you can't leave without your sister. So I don't know what trick you're playing on her, but if she's late then you're late." Wanda went into stern mother mode as she entered the kitchen, where her eldest (by 11 minutes) was sat at the table drinking her breakfast smoothie.
The teenager looked up in offence at her mother, who just shot her a warning look. "I didn-" She was cut off by another glare from Wanda.
The mother tapped the side of her head. "Mind reader. Remember?"
"What's this about mind reading?" Nat questioned as she walked into the kitchen, going straight over to her wife to wrap her in a hug and a kiss. Isla turned back to her phone and the women looked over at their daughter. "And where's Y/N?"
"Well, someone turned her sister's alarm off so she's currently rushing around upstairs."
Nat sent her famous disappointed look to Isla, who cowered slightly. Wanda was easy to get around, often being far too soft with her girls. Natasha was the tough parent, but she still cared. Being a dance teacher and studio owner meant she was an expert in tough love. "Isla... why?"
The teenager shrugged. "I don't know. I just thought it was funny. I was gonna wake her up but I lost track of time." She pulled a lock of perfectly curled hair out of her face and Nat knew what had made her 'lose track of time'.
"You don't do that again, okay?" Isla nodded, not wanting to start an argument before 8am. She wasn't a bad person, but her ideas of teasing her sister and playing jokes weren't exactly the best.
"Hey my love," Wanda hummed as Nat passed her again with a kiss. "Can you go see if Y/N needs any help? She might benefit from your braiding skills today, even though she was okay."
Natasha smiled, nodding. She loved braiding her daughters' hair. Even at 17, when the twins claimed they were too old for it, they secretly loved Nat's braids. Especially Y/N, who found her mom doing her hair at lot during dance show season.
There was just over 5 minutes before they needed to leave so Nat tentatively entered Y/N's room, observing the girl before talking. The teenager was threading her earrings into her ears, the rest of her jewellery already in place. Make up was scattered across the desk and her hairbrush was on the other side of the room. Her hair hung down her back in a dark red curtain, the ends curling naturally slightly. It looked smooth but wasn't styled, and Nat smiled.
"Hey sweet girl. Can I help?" She sat on Y/N's bed slightly, picking up the backpack by the floor and slotting her daughter's laptop and charger into the right compartment. She didn't snoop around, but instead put it back on the floor by her feet.
"I just need to finish my make up. How long do I have?" Y/N took a bite of toast as Nat checked her watch.
"5 minutes. Do you want braids? I can do them in 2 minutes. And I won't be in your way." Y/N was hesitant as she applied her concealer, frantically blending it in. Wasn't her neatest job but she still wanted to be presentable.
"Okay but please make it quick."
Nat sprung into action, gathering up a small section of hair to begin braiding. The two worked in silence, with there being no time to walk. As Nat tied off the first braid, Y/N leaned forwards to curl her lashes before Nat started again on the other side. The braids were only small, taking the front sections of Y/N's hair to keep them out of her face during the day.
Being a dancer, she kept her hair long but there was so much of it that it got in the way a lot. So she rarely had it fully down, either claw clips or braids holding back. Isla rarely wore braids, wanting to differentiate herself from her sister at school. They got mixed up enough as it was.
"Okay. All done." Nat stepped back as Y/N applied her final coat of lipgloss. She smiled as she saw the braids but didn't have time to admire them before a jangle of keys was heard and a voice yelled up the stairs.
"Y/N! Let's go!"
"Always so polite." Nat said sarcastically with a smile to Y/N. She handed her daughter her backpack and gave her a quick hug before the girl rushed out of the room, Nat following behind more calmly.
"Love you Mama! Love you Mom!" Y/N shouted over her shoulder, running out of the house with a slice of her toast in her hand.
"Have a great day girls." The women called out, watching the car pull away from the driveway. Isla got her permit before Y/N so she was the designated taxi girl in the family now. Y/N hated it, but driving wasn't her strongest suit so she stuck out the irritating chatter of her sister until she was finally ready for her own permit.
"Everyday I'm still surprised at how similar yet so different they are." Wanda commented, her hands wrapped round her mug of tea. Nat mirrored her from her side, her mug containing coffee instead.
"They look like a carbon copy of each other and yet sometimes I feel it's like they're from different planets." This made Wanda laugh slightly, her breathy giggle never failing to put a smile on her wife's face.
"I mean, you wouldn't find Isla in a dance studio anymore. But then Y/N practically lives there. And you wouldn't find her on the athletics track either, unlike Isla. We must have done something right... right?"
Nat sidled up to her wife and wrapped her arms around her waist, mug now abandoned on the counter. "You, my dear, are the best mom those girls could ask for." She looked into the green eyes she knew far too well before pressing a kiss to the lips she had memorised and could draw in her sleep. "We've done everything we can do for them. And our girls are the toughest girls in the world."
"And they're ours."
"Our little babies." Nat said with a soft smile, her head leaning down to rest on Wanda's shoulder.
"Don't let Y/N hear you saying that. She was snappy about me thinking she was 4 earlier."
"That girl is a whirlwind. She's as wild as her hair sometimes." Wanda reached up and pushed a lock of Nat's red hair behind her ear, admiring the colour which matched the twins' almost perfectly.
"And I know just where she gets it from." The Sokovian said with a smile before kissing her wife. Nat tried to deepen it now it was just them, but Wanda pulled back. "I have work to do. As much as I'd love to stay here with you all day, those emails won't answer themselves." She left the room with an aura of grace surrounding her and Nat found herself staring at the door way long after she was gone.
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The day went by quite fast. Wanda worked in her office until 4pm, whilst Nat left for her studio at 1pm to start preparing that evening's classes. Competition season was a stressful time but she handled herself well, staying on top of what she needed and when.
The final bell rang and the corridors were soon filled with hoards of teenagers, everyone racing to get home as quickly as possible. Y/N and Isla stopped by their lockers, chatting with friends as they exchanged the textbooks needed for tonight's homework.
Despite their quarrels and petty arguments, the twins shared the same group of friends at school. They were known by everyone, but Bucky, Maria, Clint, Kate and Steve made up their main group. They were pretty popular, partly due to the fact that there wasn't a single person who disliked their moms. Nat and Wanda were the favourite parents which somehow elevated the girls' social status in school. Maybe it was also because of the parties they were allowed to host.
Natasha and Wanda's main focus was to give their girls as normal of a life as they possible could. Which meant letting them live like teenagers. Going to football games, school dances, hosting house parties, trips to the mall with friends. Anything that normal teenagers did was allowed. Alcohol was monitored and smoking and drugs was a strict no. But the twins followed the rules, knowing they were a lot luckier than most.
"Shit. Mom needs me in the studio." Y/N read aloud as her locker slammed shut. Isla peered down at her sister's phone and sighed.
"Y/N I've got track practice in 15 minutes. I can't get you there and back in time." Her sports bag hung off her shoulder and she watched her sister grab the emergency dance bag from her locker that she kept purely for times like this. "Well, I suppo-"
"I can take you" Bucky spoke. He was leaning with his back against the lockers like he usually did, watching Y/N with a soft smile.
"No I-" Isla started to protest but stopped herself. She knew how much Bucky was crushing on her sister and she was in full support. "Actually, Bucky, that would be amazing." Everyone else was aware of his crush, all except Y/N. She was completely oblivious, which obviously Isla took full advantage of and teased her about it almost on a daily basis.
"Do you know where it is?" Y/N asked casually. She had been crouched down by her bags to swap her stuff over and so had missed the looks and glances that everyone shared as Bucky offered. So as she stood back up everyone was smiling wide which confused her. "What?"
"Yeah my little sister does ballet on saturdays there and I pick her up sometimes." Bucky had already fished his car keys out and was tossing them in his hand.
Y/N noticed her sister's smirk out of the corner of her eye as they all walked to the exit of the school. "Isla, what is it?"
"Nothing. You guys have fun. But not too much fun." And with a wink, she turned towards the track and ran off to join her friends who were already on their way over in the distance. Everyone else said goodbye and went their separate ways for the night, leaving Bucky and Y/N by his car.
Y/N was definitely the kindest out of the twins, so she could easily make conversation with anyone. She didn't think anything special of the car ride to her mom's studio, except maybe that Bucky was really nice to offer her a ride. It was only a 10 minute drive but she was still so grateful.
"Thanks a lot for this, by the way." Y/N said as she stared out of the window. She knew this route like the back of her hand but something about the sun shining through the trees made it extra special today.
Bucky shook his head. "It's no problem. Always happy to help."
Y/N looked over and smiled at him. "You're a really good friend. I'm glad I've got you."
Bucky's smile slipped but he fixed it quickly as they came to a red light. Once again he was pushed back into the friend zone, but it was his fault for not making his feelings known. As he looked over at her, the sun catching her red hair, making it look like fire, her body swaying slightly to the music of "You Make Loving Fun", he realised just how much he liked her. But Y/N was sweet to everyone, so it held him back. Maybe she didn't see him the way he saw her. Or maybe she liked someone else.
His thoughts had distracted him and the lights turned green, earning a soft poke in the arm from Y/N who gestured to the lights.
They both hummed along to the music and chatted the rest of the way, Y/N sending her mom a quick text as they caught the rush hour traffic.
"You really are amazing for doing this. I'll pay you back at some point, I promise!" Y/N gratefully thanked him as she grabbed her bags to climb out of the car. Bucky offered to get out and help but Y/N's stubborn nature refused any help.
"Don't worry about it. Enjoy yourself. You're an amazing dancer!" He leaned out of the window and waved as he drove off, sending a blush creeping across Y/N's face.
Maybe the feelings were reciprocated. Just a little...
"Hey angel," Nat called out as Y/N walked through the main entrance doors.
"Hi Mama."
"Who was that outside?" Nat asked after Y/N said hi to the receptionist. She made her way over to her mother, who was stood by the door to the main studio and cafe.
"Oh, Bucky gave me a lift here. Isla had track so she couldn't get back in time." Nat couldn't help the smirk that crept onto her face, identical to the one Isla wore just before they left school.
"Oh so that's Bucky? Nice." She turned around and walked down the hall, leaving Y/N to chase after her.
"What's that supposed to mean?" The teenager called out, but Nat just shrugged and checked the windows outside studio 1b. "Mama. Please tell me. Isla had the same smirk. I'm not stupid so just tell me what's going on."
Y/N's huff and pout made Nat 'aw' and she pinched her daughter's cheek before her hand was quickly slapped away. "Nothing baby. I just expected to see Isla, that's all. Not Bucky."
Y/N folded her arms over her chest, careful not to let her backpack or sports bag slip off her shoulders. "I don't believe you."
Nat patted her on the head and unlocked the door to the studio. "Okay. Now come on. I want to work on your solo. We have that turns section to sort out so hurry up and get changed."
Y/N groaned and dropped her back off her shoulder, where it landed with a muffled thud ad her feet. "Mom give me a minute. I just got here."
"I have no minutes to give. It's comp season, you know that Y/N/N. No time to waste." Nat was already over in the speaker corner, connecting her laptop up so it was ready. "Why are you still standing there?"
"Can I just have 2 minutes to breathe?"
Natasha turned around and placed her hands on her hips, mirroring her daughter perfectly. "Do you want Yelena to take your private instead? She's free right now actually. I could be teaching junior tap instead."
Y/N's eyes went wide and she quickly grabbed her discarded bag. "No no! I'll hurry. I'll change and be back! Please don't sent Yelena in here!"
"Good. And I won't. She's taking your class for ballet later anyway. So you have that to enjoy."
The teenager was halfway to the changing room before she stopped dead in her tracks. That was her worst nightmare. "Mama! She's gonna be all 'Those feet are horrible. Point them. Why do your hands look like claws. Are you a crab? Are we doing Little Mermaid dance? Your posture is like potato couch. Why are none of you flexible?'" Her Russian accent sounded nothing like her aunt, which made Nat raise an eyebrow. She'd taught her daughters better than that. Or so she thought.
"Potato couch?"
"I think she meant couch potato. But yeah she said that to Becca last week. It helped though. Her posture was better last night."
"Then she's a good teacher." Such a know it all.  "Do you stretch every night?"
Y/N went to answer and Nat gave her a knowing look. "Well, not every night."
"Then everything Yelena says is true. So don't complain. She tells me everything."
"I don't see how you guys are sisters. You're so different. She makes you seem almost angelic." Y/N fiddled with the lock on the changing room door.
"Exactly what your mom and I say about you and Isla. Now stop being cheeky and go get changed. And I want the hi-cut black leotard because we're working on legs today. Oh, and Y/N, bring your half soles because I don't want to completely destroy your feet before the rest of your classes." Natasha was bossy but it's what made her one of the best teachers around. She knew what she wanted and what it took to get there. She could recognise the potential in her dancers but would only work with those who put the work in themselves.
There was something so special about working with your daughter. Nat loved it, even if she didn't get to do privates like this much. Yes, she went into dance teacher mode and Y/N was no exception, but the pride she felt when she watched her daughter dance was something she didn't feel as much with the other dancers. Just like when she watched Isla win her races, seeing Y/N dance made her heart swell so much it felt as though it would burst.
10 minutes later and Y/N emerged from the changing room, a hair tie between her teeth as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. Nat wasn't strict on hair with privates, only with normal class. So she just put on some calming music and started stretching with her daughter. Yes, it was weird seeing her mom effortlessly do the splits, but Y/N was used to it by now.
They gossiped the whole time, Y/N filling her in on any school drama that was of interest. As Y/N moved to the bar to stretch her leg holds, Nat couldn't hold back her questions anymore.
"What's going on with you and Bucky?" Nat asked and then burst out laughing as she turned to face her daughter. Y/N had her right leg pulled up to her head, but the most confused and shocked expression on her face. It truly was a hilarious sight.
"Uh- nothing? But I feel like you know something I don't? That's the second time you've asked me today."
Nat shrugged. "Well, he gave you a lift. I'm just curious."
"Well there's nothing to be curious about." She switched legs as she was talking. "He's just a friend. You know that. We've literally been friends since middle school!"
"Okay. I'll just ask Isla then." Nat smirked and walked over to her laptop.
"Mama, she will just tell you the same! And if she doesn't then she's just causing drama. Or making my life a living hell."
"She's your sister. That's what she's supposed to do. You do the exact same to her, even if you don't think so." Y/N rolled her eyes, moving to the centre of the room. "Okay, let's run it. You ready?"
"Is that why you and Aunt Yelena can't direct the same dance show? Because you argue?" Y/N smirked as her mom shook her head. "I'm right aren't I?"
"No you're not. And she's Miss Yelena to you. Just like I'm Miss Natasha. Now, dance."
"Yes Mama." Y/N wore a shit eating grin as she moved to her starting position, trying to get into the character of her dance so she didn't burst out laughing.
She was grateful for the relationship she had with both her moms and family meant the most to her. Even Isla had a special place in her heart, despite their quarrels and petty arguments. Those sisters would do anything for each other if it came down to it. Which was surprising to everyone except Wanda and Natasha. They saw the sisterly bond like no one else did. It was unbreakable.
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wandasaura · 1 year ago
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— 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢
🪞⊹ ˚ . not my works ⁺ 𓈒 ꒰☁️꒱ ♡ ・ stories i love ✧
[ ꕤ ] — slowburn [ ♡ ] — smut [ ✧ ] — oneshot [ ౨ৎ ] — au
[ ☘︎ ] — parent [ ❀ ] — oc [ ✩ ] — ao3
WANDA MAXIMOFF
the babysitter ✩౨ৎ♡ (series)
can’t take the heat ✩✧౨ৎ (series)
the doll house ♡౨ৎ
you make my world spin ꕤ
did you get enough love, my little dove ♡✧౨ৎ (series)
helplessly in need ♡౨ৎ
sparkling scarlet ✩౨ৎ♡ (series)
NATASHA ROMANOFF
forgotten ghost ☘︎✩♡
will you be my family ౨ৎ (hurt/comfort)
study buddy ♡౨ৎ
WANDANAT
the color of you ♡✧౨ৎ (series)
private hire ♡౨ৎ (series)
training grounds ♡ ✧ (series)
gold rush ♡౨ৎ (series)
lightning bug ☘︎ ✩
it started with a promise ✩౨ৎ♡
buisness as usual ✩౨ৎ♡
the monster within ✩౨ৎ♡
CAROL DANVERS
running home to your sweet nothings ꕤ ♡ ౨ৎ
maria archive recs !
wandanat archive recs !
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spideyysenses · 4 months ago
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FIC LIBRARY
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ROMANTIC / SMUT
WANDANAT —
You Are In Love, Run Away Toy (Dark), All Hail the Queens, Attention Stunt, The Devil’s Touch, Secret Takeaways, You Love Us (Dark), Aphrodisiac, A Whole New World (Series)
Anything For You (Natasha)
WANDA —
Bent Right to Your Wings, You’re Mine, Sparkling Scarlet (Masterlist), Professor Wanda Thoughts, The Art of Submission,
AGATHARIO —
You Should Have Listened, Sex Club, Sweet Flower, Let’s Get Screwed, Red Wine Supernova, Don’t They Know A Rabbits Can’t Cry, Sugar Mommy Au, Talk it Out, Lavender,
Dumb Baby (Agatha), I Didn't Do This (Rio),
CAROL —
Eye On the Prize, High On the Burn, Sugar Daddy Carol Danvers, Naughty Little Girl, Record Breaking, Impatient Acts: Part 2, You’ve Gone Soft, Danvers, I Hope You Don't Regret Me,
X-MEN —
You Smack Their Ass (Pt. 2), You Trip Well Staring at Them (Pt. 2), After Care (Emma Frost), Let Her Go (Emma Frost), X-Men w/ Pregnant Reader,
GROUP —
The Good, The Bad, and the Dirty (Kate, Carol, Wanda & Nat), Sugar Mommies - Masterlist (Carol, Wanda & Nat),
OTHERS -
Forgotten (Lena Luthor), Disobeying Orders (Maria Hill), Being Caught in the Act (Peter Parker), Mine (Lena Luthor), Don’t Touch Her (Tony x Stucky x Reader), Parenting (Tony x Stucky x Reader),
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PLATONIC
AGATHARIO —
Baking Chaos, Lazy Sunday Morning, Sick Day Comforts, Rainy Day, The Storm and Revelations, Sleepless Nights, Unbreakable, Family Reunion, The Witches Road...Reunion, Seekest Thou the Road,
WANDANAT —
For You, Don’t Belong (Pt. 2), Still Works, Enough for You, Magic of Christmas, You Don’t Know Her (Reader x Agatha),
OTHERS —
Reckless (Sister Wanda), Stress (Sister Wanda), Mama Bear Sara (Sara Lance x Daughter), A Tutor (Supercorp Daughter), Adopted Teen (Lena Luthor),
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claramelooo · 2 months ago
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Crimson reverie is sooo good. I am in love with how your brain works. Ngl I was kinda surprised with that twist in the beginning of the story but you really won me over again.
I can't help but request a wandanat au from you. You've got a way with your words and imagination so I really would like to read something related to wandanat x reader from your perspective.
Like imagine yelena's childhood bsf reader who met nat few times when she was young but had to move to a different country due to her parents job or smthg. Only to come back all cute and pretty to find nat married to wanda. Then y'know wandanat falling for the reader and vice versa ofc. Something cute fluffy angsty (smutty🙈🌚)with soft dom wandanat and with a lovely happy ending.
The decision is yours ofc pookie. So don't bother yourself if you are not interested. Alright I'll go now bye bye 🫂❤️
Heyyy!! I love it!! Of course I'll put it on the queue!!!
If you have any further guidance, feel free to message me again. It's always good and makes my job easier hahaha
Thanks for your ask, hon!
Xoxo,
❤️
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incorrect-wandanat · 2 years ago
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No bc my favorite hc (and something I’m trying to writer after the four other fics in the drafts) is Wanda and Nat basically taking in Peter and Kate and Yelena, either in a complete AU or just after Peter loses May and Kate has no parents and Yelena is just desperate to spend sisterly bonding time. So they’re like a big weird family
spider family is my favorite hc!!!! bc wandanat has every motherly instinct ever. wanda ends up having to be stricter bc nat constantly wants to have fun with her family, but they’re both so attentive and observant of their “kids” like why didn’t marvel give me this?????????
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Monochromatic || Wandanat
(Age of Ultron timeline) (Soulmate AU) (Part 1/??)
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Wanda Maximoff, a girl that unfortunately got experimented with her brother by HYDRA. Driven by pain, grief and agony, they volunteered, thinking that they would have a chance to get revenge.
Wanda got her powers and her brother, Pietro got his. However, they were used solely as weapons, locked up in a cell with no way to escape.
There is no denial that they still constantly get nightmares, always haunting them each. All because of the tragic death of their parents and the cruel experimentation of HYDRA.
They didn't know what to believe or who to trust anymore. Until, they were sent to take down Ultron, whom somehow convinced them to be his allies.
They should've known that Ultron was planning something, I mean they do know but not the real plan that was on his monochromatic mind. He made them believe things. That he wanted the world to grow, to change things.
A month ago, she had noticed the fading color of her sight. It kept worser and worser each day, until it stayed monochromatic. She remembered her mother used to say to her that once her sight fades to monochrome, she's close to meeting her soulmate.
She grew up watching romance sitcoms, so she believed it and hoped for a day that she'll met the man who'd she stay her life with. Until her parents died in front of her, she just stopped believing that silly dream because she knew it'll never happen.
Except, it did happen.
She caught a glimpse of the infamous redhead, Black Widow. Her felt heart skip a beat. She stood there, frozen and petrified as the other girl was looked around then locked her eyes upon her.
And by some magical shit that was happening, she had noticed that her vision is starting to get colorized. What the actual fuck, she thinks.
That until her brother, Pietro shook her back to reality, making her realize that she's in the opposite side as the Russian redhead. Which means she had to fight her.
She knows that she needed to hurt the girl by messing up with her mind, showing her fears and basically break her on the inside. She knows that she had to do it. So she did, she had no choice but to.
As she caught the redhead girl off guard, red hex coming out of her hands, glowing as she began to show the girl her weakness, it showed a memory instead. A memory of the ballet, the strict training and the graduation ceremony. She realized that the redhead was already living her fears, she felt sympathy for the redhead.
The guilt just ate her alive.
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pan-de-queer · 2 years ago
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this is for you babe @hellmo one unfinished wip served fresh off the doc!
mcu!scarletwidow meets comics!babymaximofftwins meets billy x teddy meets tommy x david (that isn't shown yet bc, again, unfinished) meets offscreen amerikate
To say Teddy’s nervous is an understatement. Honestly, he’d rather be fighting a semi-interplanetary war all over again—which is ridiculous considering he’s already met Billy’s parents once. And considering that moment went ridiculously well, surely he can handle meeting Billy’s biological mom just fine.
Except, Billy’s mom is also a superhero.
Which is fine because Teddy’s met so many freaking superheroes.
Except, Billy’s superhero mom is the Scarlet Witch.
And Teddy kind of fears and admires the woman after everything Billy’s told him about her.
So he’s fine, really.
Teddy has everything under control.
Except—
“Oh, hey boys, you’re early.” The front door opens to reveal a short redhead in an old S.H.I.E.L.D. sweatshirt and jeans. Natasha Romanoff, Teddy’s brain supplies.
The second reason he’s definitely not nervous.
Obviously, who’d be nervous about meeting their boyfriend’s multiverse-bending mom and said mom’s assassin-girlfriend?
Teddy pastes on his best impress-the-parents/guardians smile and offers his hand in greeting. “Afternoon, Ms. Romanoff. Sorry if we’re a little too early. Billy isn’t a fan of being late.”
Billy elbows him in the stomach in reply, glare half-hearted as he side-steps him to greet Natasha with a hug (Teddy holds back his smile as he watches the infamous Black Widow melt into the hug. It shouldn’t be so surprising. Billy’s just magic like that).
When the two finally part, Natasha leads them into the living room and offers them some drinks. “We’ve got sparkling juice and non-sparkling juice.”
“Did mom make you hide the vodka?” Billy teases, plopping on to the couch and tugging at the hem of Teddy’s shirt to follow.
Teddy gingerly follows suit, letting the warmth of his boyfriend pressed next to him soothe some of his non-existent nerves. Thankfully, Billy slots their hands together and rubs soothing circles into his knuckles as he tries to muster up his usual charm.
“Where’s mom?” Billy asks as Teddy takes the offered apple juice in a wine glass.
“Double-sealing the alcohol cellar with magic so your brother doesn’t speed his way into nabbing one when he says he needs to use the bathroom.”
Billy snorts in reply, nodding in commiserative understanding before knocking his knee into Teddy’s. His boyfriend turns to him as he shares, “One time, Nat found Tommy passed out with a bottle of her favorite whisky in his hand and when she tried to pry it out of his fingers, the glass broke from him sleep-vibrating in his sleep.”
Teddy chuckles at the image. It seems that no matter where he is, Tommy would always be Tommy. And speaking of the other, slightly more reckless twin…
“Where is Tommy?” he asks as Natasha takes a seat on the armchair across from them. Nothing nerve-wracking about that.
Natasha shrugs as she hums, “Well you two are quite a bit early.” He’d told Billy they could take the bus. Would’ve given him more time to mentally prepare, too. “Wanda had said something about him bringing his not-partner along so that might also be it.”
“Oh! David’s coming?” Billy leans forward, curious, and Teddy tries not to get distracted by the cute, mischievous look on his boyfriend’s face.
Natasha seems to pounce at his reply. “It’s David now, is it?” Her smile is practically predatory. “I thought he was with Kate?”
“Nah, that barely lasted,” Billy waved his hand, oblivious to the way Natasha seems to be filing this information in her head. “She’s with America now and we all go on, like, triple dates together sometimes.”
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delulu-with-wandanat · 1 year ago
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Weird fic idea, but i wanna make like a Wandanat crackfic series where they’re a small business owners who recently opened a cafe.
Seen in the perspective of Y/n who sees them as their mothers, and they also starts to see Y/n as their daughter too. Found family typa shit😩🤌
Wanda and Nat would fight over how they want the cafe to run, and Y/n just being there like;
“Please stop and make a decision- :’)”
It’s gonna be a long casual series, which was basically just based on my life rn. Cus my boss are extremely nice and says a ton of funny shits.
Imagine;
Wanda and Nat, bickering like an old married couple. Y/n was just casualy taking a break at one of the empty seats. Wanda turns to Y/n and asked,
Wanda: Y/n, whenever we fight, does Tasha always raise her voice?
Natasha: I do NOT raise my voice-
Wanda: You’re doing that right now!
Y/n: I don’t think i should-
Wanda: See?! She raises her voice right??
Natasha, calmly: Y/n, I’m talking right now, does it sounds like im raising my voice?
Y/n: Uhhhhhh, no?
Wanda: You can be honest.
Y/n: Ok this is hitting way to close to home-
Natasha: You choose your mom or your dad?
(The running joke is Wanda is mom, Natasha is dad.)
Y/n af: 🥲🥹
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sugarybitterness · 3 years ago
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can you lie to a russian assassin? (no you can’t) - wandanat x daughter!r
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word count; 2,665
a/n; more of scarletwidow life lessons!! i got a little carried away with this ngl👺 anygays,, here is where we see more of their relationship develop~ shoutout to my lovely friends in the marvel server for shooting out some ideas for this as well:] as usual inbox is open for requests for this au or just general chattin && feedback is always appreciated <3 enjoy some mama!wandanat y’all 🫶🏻
the last month at the compound has by far been the best ever since your parents’ death. for once, you two were in an environment where you were safe and had people who genuinely cared for your wellbeing.
old habits die hard though, especially for you. ellie was a couple months shy of a year old when when your parents passed away. you two were placed into a foster home that turned out to be a pair of hydra agents in disguise. their task was to foster as many kids as possible and weed out the ones they felt was best suited for hydra’s new programmes. you had been suspicious of them ever since stepping foot in the house, they barely cared for any of the children and you often had the responsibility of taking care of your sister.
after a couple months of being in their foster care, they adopted you both legally just so they could send you off to the hidden labs. with ellie being one, they focused on helping her develop her basic skills.
you, having got your basic motor skills at least, got the brunt of any physical training, which in turn came with punishments and pain. the scientists in charge of ellie’s general care and your mental developement had grown a soft spot for you two which you were grateful for as they were rarely physical with either of you. you were even more thankful that the avengers raided the base when they did, because the guards had mentioned starting ellie’s physical training since she had just turned four.
so yes, the last three years had been far from easy.
on the first night, you barely slept. as comfortable as the large bed was, you just refused to let yourself rest in fear that someone would come take ellie away in the night. the door creaking open had you quickly shutting your eyes, feigning sleep.
natasha took note of how uneven your breathing was compared to ellie’s but decided against commenting on it. instead she purposefully made her steps louder as she left the room and headed off for her morning workout. when you hear the footsteps fade away, you opened your eyes to survey your surroundings again shifting ellie closer to you, you attempted to keep watch a little longer but ultimately sleep overtook you.
you’re were awakened a few hours later by ellie shaking you. her round doe eyes looked up at you as she asked if there’s any food. usually you’d be back from whatever “payment” the guards have you do with food before ellie even wakes up. there might be no more guards here to hurt you, but you’re still apprehensive. and while they had given you food the night before just like that, you mentally prepared yourself just in case. hand in hand, the two of you headed out of the room, only to walk straight into natasha. the redhead had her hair in her usual braid, her workout clothes traded in for a more casual attire.
“oh good, you’re up. wanda is making breakfast.” natasha smiled at you two, gesturing for you to follow her. when she doesn’t hear your footsteps, she turns back around.
“if.. if we’re required to do anything for breakfast i can do it for both me and ellie..” you trailed off uncertainly as you look up at her, feeling a little unnerved by her unreadable gaze.
natasha stood there for a moment, many alarm bells going off in her head. she doesn’t even want to wonder what you had been asked to do, so she quickly compartmentalizes that thought for later. she goes to take a step forward but stops when you quickly step backwards. “you don’t have to do anything okay? not anymore.”
“but food is expensive.. i have to pay off the debt no?” you questioned, but relax slightly at the thought of not needing to do any of the things you were used to.
“no debt. you need food to stay healthy, you’re a kid malysh. you deserve to be taken care of. now come, let’s see what wanda is making.”
the rest of the month progress in a similar fashion. both of you are given proper baths everyday, not just the usual quick rinse with cold water you had become accustomed to, which didn’t even happen daily. natasha is constantly reminding you two that if either of you needed anything, you could just ask. while you remain hesitant on asking for things, ellie has almost no reservations.
while everything seemed to be going good, you were getting worried that ellie might be getting attached. the scientists teaching ellie had kept a cold distance, meaning you were the one giving her any kind of physical love and affection. now, ellie had both natasha and wanda too. the little girl had clearly taken a liking to the redhead, going to her with any of her requests and natasha granting most if not all of them.
to natasha, ellie was asking for the most basic things a child should have so she had no issues indulging her. while it worried her a bit that you still seemed so reserved, she never quite knew how to break you out of your shell. it definitely did not help that ellie took up most of her attention. ever since natasha had introduced the younger kid to all the toys tony bought, she spent more time playing dolls and colouring than doing paperwork.
however, natasha knew that wanda was making small but steady progress with you. while ellie had gotten into a habit of asking natasha for things, wanda relied on observing you for any cues that might indicate what you wanted. the first time you had breakfast with them, you had finished everything but barely touched the bacon. after some coaxing from wanda, she found out that you hadn’t enjoyed the greasy texture of it. you had expected to be reprimanded but wanda simply took the plate away and gave you another serving of eggs and toast. wanda had also noticed you took a liking to the various kid books provided by tony. so while natasha was colouring with ellie, wanda would sit with you on the couch nearby with her own book in hand. you never mentioned it but you always liked having her nearby, wanda emitted a sort of calmness that you were slowly getting used to.
the two adults were definitely glad to see the both of you settling in at the compound. moreso, they realised how much they enjoyed watching you two flourish. their previous night time discussions usually revolved work or any team gossip, but now they often found their topic of conversation to be about the two young girls down the hall from them.
one night, wanda confesses to natasha that she’s worried she can’t let go.
“i just.. i don’t think i can see them go tasha. i know it’s only been a month but, oh i don’t know. they’re good kids tasha, they deserve to be loved and taken care of. i just don’t think i can trust anyone to give them what they deserve.”
natasha, much to wanda’s relief, shares a similar sentiment. so after some more discussion, they decide that they’ll fully draft out the needed documents to make you two their children.
natasha decides now would be a good time to get the truth out of you. she knows that you’re much younger than you say are, the documents all prove it. but, she knows that you saying you’re older is a way of protecting yourself and ellie. which she aims to change because you are still a child.
natasha decides to try the straightforward method. at breakfast she asks you for your age, an eyebrow raised as if daring you to lie.
you know she knows, or at least you assume she does. but you’re stubborn and a part of you worries that by telling her your true age, you’ll be sent away. ellie is younger, she needs more guidance and care. why would the two avengers keep two kids when one would be easier?
you lie easily, telling her you’re turning 12, when in reality you’re only 7. natasha narrows her eyes at you and you avoid her gaze, picking at your food instead.
“you know.. lying isn’t very good malysh.” natasha hums and your grip on the fork tightens.
“well, i am eleven right now so. not lying.” you try and shrug nonchalantly but both the adults can tell it was forced. wanda places a hand on natasha’s shoulder, shaking her head slightly and the redhead drops the subject.
wanda chooses to try a different approach. she sits with you as she sorts out the books on the floor, picking out a book meant for slightly older children. she turns to pass it to you but notices you have a whole dictionary on your lap. she looks closer and realises that it’s russian, causing her eyes to widen in surprise.
your eyes skim through the pages as you try and find the particular words you wanted. ah, there it was.
malysh - baby
milaya - darling
your brows furrow at that. you had been curious as to what the adults had been calling you both, you were often called malysh while ellie was called milaya. you had assumed it was some sort of term for child, or girl, but you didn’t think it’d be a term of endearment.
“malysh what you looking at?” wanda’s sweet voice causes you to close the book hurriedly as you look up at her.
“nothing! i’m sorry i-“
“woah hey it’s okay malysh,” wanda is quick to soothe you. “you’re alright, yeah? just surprised because i didn’t think a dictionary would be your first choice in books.” wanda laughs a little and you feel yourself relax.
“i just wanted to understand the names you’ve been calling us, that’s all.” you shyly admit and wanda is barely able to contain the way she melts at your adorable expression.
“well, did you manage to find it?” wanda queries and you nod in response.
“i’m not a baby though.” you state, lips curled into a slight pout. “i’m a big girl and i can be useful.”
wanda sighs a little and pats the spot next to her. after some slight hesitation you shuffle over.
“it doesn’t matter if you’re a baby or not. you’re still a child okay? you deserve to be taken care of properly. we want you here because we care about you, not because we want something out of you. understood?” wanda gaze is fixed on you and you stare back at her as you processes what she said. you nod your head again slowly, assuming that is the ideal answer. your eyes dart over to the books and you end up picking one randomly before walking over to settle next to ellie at the coffee table.
ellie turns to look at you and shoots you a toothy grin as she shows off her latest coloring.
“look! tasha and wan!” the four year old giggles happily when you praise her work. she turns back around and begins to work on another project.
“would you like to color?” natasha offers but you shake your head. you try to start reading your book but something feels a little .. missing. you look up and around the room before you see wanda at the kitchen island on her laptop. you frown a little and you have a little mental debate in your mind. maybe, just maybe, you could try and see if they really mean they say.
“wanda?” you call out tentatively and the brunette’s attention is immediately switched onto you.
“yes malysh?”
you pat the space next to you in a silent question and wanda practically beams at you. she takes her laptop and sits at her spot next to you. now content that everyone was together, you went back to your book. wanda and natasha share a look, both of them pleased when they see a small smile on your face.
natasha continues to try and get you to reveal your true age. she’s exhausted almost every trick she’s seen laura do (and has done herself) on the barton kids.
she’s tried bribery, but it backfired pretty quickly with your past. you had been picking a book and natasha picked one that was meant for 6-8 year olds and offered it to you. the general storyline had piqued your interest enough, but just as you reached to take it from you natasha had brought it towards her. coming up with something along the lines of “oh aren’t you a little too old for the book? since you’re 11?” you had kept quiet, still eyeing the book so she tried to take it up a notch.
“or, are you much younger than you said? if you tell me, i’ll give you the book.” she had expected you to either argue back, or come clean but instead you stood up and made your way where wanda was preparing lunch. natasha watched, a little dumbfounded, as you clamber up onto the bar stool. she wasn’t sure what you two talked about but she received a slight glare from her girlfriend, red wisps grabbing the book from her grasp and floating it over to you. you accepted it with a quiet thank you to wanda before you started to read.
natasha tries the same thing again when tony sends in another shipment of toys. this time being enough stuffed animals for the girls to have their own zoo. ellie is quick to sort through the toys before picking one, holding it close to her. natasha observes you looking and sees the way your gaze is trained on a specific animal. she settles next to you and grabs it, your gaze flits from the toy to natasha.
“is this the one you like malysh?” natasha questions. your teeth pulls at your lower lip, your stare jumping between the stuffed animal and the redhead.
“if i say yes, do i get it or will you ask how old am i again?” you counter, absentmindedly fiddling with your fingers.
natasha gapes at you for a bit before sighing. she mulls over her thoughts before she begins to speak.
“look, i know you know that i know. truthfully, i don’t mind you lying to me. because i get it. being older makes you stronger, makes it safer, right?” natasha pauses and you nod hesitantly, keeping your head down.
“i’m a big girl. no one..” you take in a shaky breath before continuing. “no one wants a baby, much less two. and you already have ellie, so, that means i’m a big girl.”
“well i’m not no one, am i? wanda and i, we want this. we want you, malysh. both of you.” your head snaps up at that, your big eyes looking up at her. natasha chuckles softly as she places the stuffed toy in your lap. “we’ve talked about it and well.. we just don’t think we can let you go.”
“so we stay?” you ask, eyes glossing over with tears. “here? with you and wanda?”
“if that’s what you want malysh then yes. you are both our babies, you know? not just ellie.” natasha reiterates, one hand slowly going to wipe away your tears.
you swallow the lump in your throat as you continue to cry silently, your fingers tangling in the soft fur of the toy in your lap. safe. you two were finally safe.
“i turn 8 at the end of the year.” you whisper softly, peering up at natasha through your eyelashes. natasha’s smile broadens at your words, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head.
“thank you malysh. i promise you that wanda and i will always protect you. no one will ever hurt you, or ellie, again. not on our watch.”
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ohsugar-honey-iced-tea · 2 years ago
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First date headcanons!
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Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader
A/n: I always think of the most random headcanons during the day so I thought I'd share them :) these headcanons are in highschool AU!
Summary: where Wanda tries getting the courage to ask you out on a date
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Ohohoho would Wanda be such a nervous mess when she finally decides she wants to ask you out
You've been on her mind ever since she first laid eyes on you in your shared English class and has been wondering what it would be like to be with you ever since
Wanda has had many a sleepless night trying to figure out how to ask you out, often practising in front of her mirror and getting frustrated whenever she messes up her lines again
"Would you please- no, too desperate... Can I ask you- nope, too corny! Ugh! Wanda Maximoff, you mess! You will ask this girl out! And you will also stop talking to yourself."
She decided to just simply ask it the first time she saw you, no matter what scenario.
And so, she saw you the next day and had it all prepared in her head. She only did not expect to chicken out at the last moment.
"Hey y/n!" "Hey, what's up?" "Well I was wondering if you'd like to... t-to, uhm... maybe help me find the pencil I lost?" "Oh... yes, sure!"
And so, she spend a good few minutes with you searching for a pencil that was never there to begin with.
That night, Wanda screamed in her pillow so hard she had her brother and parents worried 🥲
She had decided to simply give up trying, she would mess it up every time anyway.
So imagine her surprise to see you at her locker the next day with a fresh set of pencils.
"So you won't have to be searching for a while again"
It was only when you walked away that she saw the note on the back of the set of pencils.
'I noticed what you were trying to do yesterday and it was adorable. Meet me at the coffee shop at four? - Y/n ♡'
Wanda was absolutely over the moon, rushing home to get ready for her coffee date with you.
You two had an amazing two hour coffee date and an even better three hour lunch date that weekend!
And now you two have been going strong for over three years now, you giving Wanda a set of pencils every anniversary as a joke, amongst all the other things you get her.
Wanda couldn't be happier.
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Meet the Fam!
Summary: Natasha and Wanda have 8 children, and they love them all 25/8. 25 hours a day/8 days a week. This is an introduction to the series and this family.
Pairing: Wanda x Natasha, parents!WandaNat x daughter!reader
Words: 5.5k~
Warnings: NON CANON AU, mentions of child abuse, child neglect, and child abandonment, a very sick baby girl, emergency birth, I get a little long winded, but what’s new?
Not really a warning, just a heads up: This series obviously has A LOT of original characters, specifically child original characters. If oc’s aren’t really your thing, this one may not be for you.
Let me know if I missed some!
A/N: I had a lot of fun brainstorming and world building for this one, so I decided to share a little bit of background information before we jump into the real fic. This one is oc heavy, so I felt the need to really introduce them, so I chose to do so in headcanon/brainstorming format 🙃 Also, this is a non canon AU, so I also felt the need to give you a tidbit of WandaNat’s back ground before all the kiddos came along. Some of these are longer than others and that’s just because I felt those needed a bit explaining for context. Tell me what you think and if you want more!
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Meet the Maximoff-Romanoff’s!
Starting with moms:
Wanda Django Maximoff-Romanoff
daughter of Olek and Iryna Maximoff
twin sister of Pietro Maximoff
wife of Natasha
born in Sokovia
Her family moved to New York when she was a teenager because her father had a job opportunity.
Her mother decided to open a rather small restaurant to serve food from her country proudly.
and she does well.
Wanda starts off helping in the front of house with her brother
Eventually, she moves to the kitchen where she really learns to shine. She soaks up everything her mother has to teach her.
Once she has mastered everything on the current menu, she starts experimenting. Creating completely new dishes or taking her own Sokovian spin on traditional American foods.
Before long she is teaching her mother new recipes almost weekly. These are then added to the menu.
The restaurant really starts to thrive, pulling people from all of the city into their little hole in the wall, after a year or two of this.
Wanda is about to turn 18 and finish school. She makes a decision to continue her education at a culinary school.
She learns fast and quickly becomes a star pupil.
She gets her degree and returns to New York and helps her parents build the restaurant even further.
They do so well that they can move locations to a much larger venue, and they continue to grow in popularity and prestige. They offer authentic Sokovian food to a community that hasn’t really experienced before, along with Wanda’s masterful creations that blended well know dishes with Sokovian cuisine.
Eventually, her parents decide to take a step back. They still work in the restaurant when needed, but the management and ownership is passed to Wanda.
It’s hers. She owns it. She owns her own restaurant. It’s a dream come true.
The only thing she’s ever wanted more than this is a family of her own,
and soon enough she gets that too.
One night after most of the diners had left, Pietro drags Wanda to the front to introduce her to a friend of his.
Her brother tells her the man’s name, but Wanda doesn’t hear it. She’s too busy trying so hard not to embarrass herself in front of the gorgeous red haired woman sitting at the table with him.
After a short conversation, Wanda excuses herself and turns back to the kitchen mentally kicking herself the whole way.
“Stop it, Wanda. They were clearly on a date. She’s probably straight, so you have no chance.”
She only makes it halfway, and she is stopped by a smooth voice that makes her want to drop her panties.
She turns to find the red head smoothly introducing herself and asking for her number.
‘Natasha, a beautiful name for an even more a beautiful woman,’ Wanda thinks.
She accepts, and the rest is history.
They fall in love and get married in the city. Their families blend seamlessly. It’s almost too good to be true.
They live in the city. Wanda continues to run the restaurant, while Nat patrols.
Wanda always wanted a large family, not really as large of a family that she ended up with, but she wouldn’t change it for the world.
She carries and births 5 of their 8 children: Lena, PJ, Alex, Tommy and Billy.
When she is pregnant with the first set of twins, her and Nat make the decision to move out of the city. They buy a 5 bedroom up state.
Wanda decides to step back from the restaurant to focus on the babies for a while.
She still owns and manages it from afar, but she has a great staff, talented chefs, loyal managers, and a dedicated team to keep the restaurant on its feet and living up to reputation Wanda had built.
After Y/n and Alex are born and grow to the age they need to be in a daycare for most of the day, Wanda feels the need to get out and do something.
She receives an offer to teach at a local culinary school, and she jumps at the opportunity
She absolutely loves it.
Teaching other people as passionate about cooking as she is, watching their skills grow is exhilarating.
With the restaurant and teaching, Wanda feels a sense of peace that she can support her family and continue to support her family as it grows.
and grows and grows and grows
Natasha Alianovna Maximoff-Romanoff
the adopted daughter of Melina and Alexei Romanoff
older sister of Yelena
she was born in Russia
Her birth parents were killed in a car crash when she was very young, and she was sent to an orphanage for girls, The Red Room.
She was there for a few years before she met a little girl named Yelena, a girl much younger than her who just looked scared.
Natasha comforted and cared for her and continued to do so for a year.
It was then a man and woman came in looking to begin their family.
They were taken by Yelena. They spoke to her and played with her before picking her up.
The blonde girl looked frantically for the older girl with fury red hair, but she had gone to steal a snack from the kitchen for Yelena.
Natasha hears screaming and rushes to where she left Yelena.
Two strangers are walking towards the door with her little sister Yelena.
The blonde thrashes in their arms until she’s eventually released and runs straight to Natasha gripping her tightly.
The two of them had become very close, near inseparable.
and that was lowering their chances of being adopted. No one wants to take in two kids.
The strangers leave, and Natasha thinks that she just cost Yelena a good life with those two could have been parents.
but that chance was lost forever.
Until only a week later, when they return with an interest in both girls.
Natasha is 8 when she is adopted along with her official little sister.
They lived in Russia for a few years before moving all the way to Ohio. They stayed there for the rest of Natasha’s childhood.
Her mother Melina taught psychology at a local university. Her father became a police officer.
Somehow both Natasha and her sister decide to follow in his footsteps and become police officers as well.
Eventually Natasha decides to leave the suburban life to move to New York. She works and makes connections.
One day a friend of hers and fellow officer, Steve asks her to try a restaurant that is supposed to be amazing.
“A friend of mine is the owner’s brother; he can get us in.”
The food definitely lives up to the hype.
Natasha is already thinking of when she can come back next when a man approaches the table with a woman in tow.
The most breathtaking woman Natasha has ever seen.
Steve introduces the brother, Pietro, and he introduces his sister the head chef and owner of the restaurant.
Nat compliments the food and gets only a quiet thanks but a completely genuine smile in response.
As the woman, Wanda, walks back to the kitchen, Nat feels like she’s losing her chance.
She quickly chases her down and introduces herself properly and goes for it. By the grace of whatever god there is above, the chef accepts, and Natasha will be forever grateful she did.
She adores Wanda more and more with every interaction.
They get married and decide to start a family of their own.
Unlike her wife, Natasha has always wanted a family as large as they have.
She wanted carry children, to form new lives inside her and love them with every thing she had.
However, she carried and birthed only 1 of their 8 children.
Y/n is a miracle child. One they thought they had lost before she got a chance at conception, but she was there, hiding in plain sight.
The pregnancy that followed was a typical one more or less.
excluding the fact that her wife was also pregnant at the time.
Twice the cravings, twice the mood swings, twice the hormones and the sex drive to go with it.
Pregnancy sex is much harder to accomplish when both members have swollen stomachs.
All goes well until an emergency c-section was performed and Natasha was rushed into surgery.
When she wakes, the first thing she thinks is that she misses her baby. Her flat stomach evidence that her ride along is no longer riding along.
She instantly misses holding the child inside her. She’ll just have to convince Wanda to have a fifth child, so she can carry again.
Nat looks up to find Wanda with red eyes and a terrified expression. She can’t help but think the worst.
Her baby is gone.
“no no no no no no, please no”
Wanda quickly jumps up quelling her fears, Y/n ok, she’s here and healthy, but there was more.
“Nat, I had to make a decision.”
She explains what happened, the complication, the possible outcomes
“It was your uterus or your life.”
Wanda knows how much carrying children meant to her wife, and she had taken that from her.
Nat grieved for a moment.
Her only consistent dream in life was to fall in love and carry children.
That option is now gone
but if the other possibility was Natasha missing out on life with her wife and children, she knew Wanda made the right choice.
She carried Y/n.
She fulfilled that dream. Now, to love them for the rest of her life.
“She is ok?”
“She’s fine. Healthy and so beautiful, lyubov. She has your hair.”
Nat smiles, “that’s all that matters to me.”
She kisses her wife without a drop of resentment in her heart.
She eventually goes back on the job and just watches her children grow.
They all have different personalities, likes and dislikes.
Natasha’s favorite is when she watches them find their passion and chase it.
…now for the kiddos
Lena Iryna Maximoff-Romanoff
17 years old
one of “the big twins”
Natasha and Wanda’ very first born child
the biological daughter of Wanda and a male donor
born 18 mins before her twin Pietro
Named after her Aunt Yelena
At the age of two, she saw an old home video of Natasha dancing ballet in a recital and begged to dance like her.
She began lessons at the age of three and has danced till this day. She improves more and more with every year.
She’s very talented.
As a junior in high school, she has been recruited to dance in college even a professional ballet company showed interest in her.
However, she wants to be a lawyer.
specifically a family lawyer after witnessing the adoptions of two of her little siblings first hand
She has the grades for it. She’s not in the very top of her class, but she is not far below them.
In true first kid fashion, when she’s not dancing or studying? she is probably helping with the little kids.
not because her moms force her to
They would never force her to.
She just likes looking after them.
Once she and PJ are old enough to drive, she often times acts as a school bus picking up her siblings on her way home, after her ballet rehearsals of course.
When moms say “the big twins are in charge”
…what they mean is “Lena is in charge.”
and everyone knows it but PJ.
Pietro Leonid Maximoff-Romanoff
17 years old
“PJ”
one of the “big twins”
biological son of Wanda and a male donor
He was born 18 mins after his sister, and it kills him.
He’s named after his Uncle Pietro, but everyone calls him PJ.
It started as a family joke.
As soon as the twins were born, everyone got confused calling them both Pietro.
So little Pietro became Pietro Jr around family.
No one really knows when it got shortened to PJ, but it’s stuck ever since.
He’s a pretty calm child,
but he can be a rascal when he wants to be.
April fool’s day is his favorite day of the year.
He won’t admit it, but his little brother Alex is his best friend and often coconspirator.
He is currently a junior in high school. He does well in school, not as well as his twin, but still above average, and he’s ok with that.
Like his uncle Pietro he’s fast
like really fast
which is a huge help when he plays soccer. He finally got moved up to varsity his junior year,
and he is PUMPED about it.
He’s not really sure what he wants to do after graduation. Whether to go to college or a trade school.
If he goes to college, he has no idea what he would want to study?
Sifting through the options can be a little overwhelming.
but moms reassure him that he’s only a junior.
“There’s plenty of time to think about it.”
Y/n Alianovna Maximoff-Romanoff
15 years old
the only biological child of Natasha
They were fortunately able to use the same donor as the twins.
Originally, they thought the implantation didn’t take. Months later they learned that Natasha was in fact pregnant.
because it’s the same donor, she’s technically a half-sibling with her brothers and sister,
but she’s definitely a whole sibling you know what I mean?
lovingly nicknamed by her moms as their “secret agent”
due to her inexplicable ability to fly under the radar… since conception, literally.
Only four months older than her brother, Alex
technically making them “Irish twins”
but she’s a year ahead of him in school.
Her birthday falls just before the age cut off date between the grades. So she’s the youngest of her class, and he’s among the older in his.
Now a sophomore in high school, her grades are average, mostly because she dedicates so much of her time to music.
She is arguably the quietest out of all her siblings, with the exception of maybe Max.
except when she’s practicing her violin.
When Y/n was three, her moms asked her if she wanted to dance ballet like Lena. She just shrugged, and they let it go.
When Y/n is four, her sister Lena begged to go see a real ballet.
So moms took Y/n along too, thinking if she saw the dancers that might convince her.
While her moms and sister watched the dancers, Y/n was solely focused on the orchestra pit.
After that every time she got to pick music in the car, she asked for “ballet music” (of course, her moms knew exactly what she meant).
When she learned the names of all the instruments, her answer quickly changed to “violins please.”
For her 5th birthday she gets her first violin, she began lessons.
After 10 years of playing, she is good.
like really really good
not because she’s a prodigy or anything
She’s good because she wants to be, so she works hard for it.
Y/n practices all the time.
To the point that her siblings start to complain, especially when she first started.
As much as they hate to think it, it got a little frustrating for her moms too.
So they ask her to practice in the basement to cancel a bit of the noise.
She spends so much time down there, that when she’s 10, they redecorate the basement and turn it into Y/n’s new bedroom.
She absolutely loves it.
Lena is trying to convince Y/n to play for one of her ballet recital solos. Of course Y/n is gonna say yes, she looks up to her big sister too much not to.
Between how much time she spends in her room practicing and how quiet she can be and the whole “secret agent” thing she’s got going on, she’s prone to slipping through the cracks in terms of attention from her moms.
but Wanda and Natasha make a conscious effort to keep that from happening every chance they can.
Alexei Lev Maximoff-Romanoff
15 years old
“Alex”
biological son of Wanda and the same donor as his older siblings
He’s named after Natasha’s father, but he goes by Alex for similar to reasons to PJ.
Conceived at a point when everyone believed Natasha was not pregnant, he’s only four months younger than his sister.
So together they are kinda like Wanda and Nat’s second set of twins
…except also not.
The one thing to know about Alex, is that he is a class clown.
The class clown of all class clowns
The Class Clown King, if you will
Since he was very little, he’s always trying to make people laugh.
So much so, that it tended to get him in trouble at school with an ill-timed or disruptive joke.
Though now that he is in high school, he has managed to bring his number of detentions down to one a semester.
Only a freshman and he’s trying to start a comedy club at school.
His joking spirit is why he so easily agrees to many of PJ’s practical jokes. Sharing a room with his older brother makes their scheming even easier.
When he’s not in school or trying to make someone laugh, he likes to swim in the local swim league.
He’s not the fastest, but he manages to keep up.
Max Samuel Maximoff-Romanoff
12 years old
originally born Maxwell Jonathan Samuels VI (the sixth)
adopted by Wanda and Natasha when he is two years old
When they adopted him, they decided to keep the name he knew, except changing his middle name to a shortened version of his original last name.
not to honor his parents(you’ll see why in a second), but as more of an homage to all of the Samuels family line that made it possible for Max to even be alive today.
They weren’t exactly trying to add to their family at the time, but this little guy practically fell in their laps,
and then immediately into their hearts as well.
Nat first met Max when she and her partner at the time took a call to his house for a domestic dispute.
While trying to deescalate the situation with the man and woman, Natasha noticed a very young child watching the whole thing.
By his size, he couldn’t be but maybe a year or year and a half old max (pun intended).
He was a bit dirty which was a bit of a red flag, but between PJ and Alex, she knows how little boys can be. She decides to give his parents the benefit of the doubt on it.
Natasha’s partner took care of the parents, and she took care of little man.
First thing she noticed is that he was so sweet.
He smiled when she picked him up and played with her for a couple hours while the whole ordeal was settled and a next of kin came to pick him up.
She was called out to that address twice more.
Once for a suspicion of hard substance abuse which ended up being unfounded at the time, but the condition of the house had greatly deteriorated.
Natasha found Max alone in his room with a handful of bruises in multiple stages of healing. He was a little dirty and very hungry.
With not enough evidence to do anything more, they had to leave, but Nat put in a report to child services immediately.
She was called out there again only a few weeks later when a woman called in saying she found a missing child. A stranger found Max in only a diaper completely alone wandering outside in the street.
The blessed woman scooped him up out of harms way and sat with him on the sidewalk until police showed up.
When Natasha pulls up, he somehow recognizes her from the previous two times he’s seen her and immediately runs into her arms.
She scoops him up in a hug and walks him across the street to his house, where she finds both his parents passed out on the couch clearly intoxicated.
While she is happy to see sweet Max again, it’s safe to say Nat’s angry.
She’s absolutely enraged.
She arrests both parents on the spot for child neglect with a suspicion of child abuse (three strikes, am I right?)
Natasha hates to part with the little guy, but he is taken into child services until his parents situation is figured out.
A few months later, Max’s parents where also charged with several drug charges along with the child abuse and neglect charges.
They were found guilty on all and will be in prison for a very, very long time,
and Max was being put up for adoption.
The day she heard that, Natasha went home and after the kids were asleep, she all but begged Wanda to consider.
“He’s the sweetest kid.”
“His parents were screaming at each other in the other room and he was just happy to play with me.”
“He recognized me.”
“He spent all day alone in the sun, but he smiled and ran straight to me.”
“You’d love him, detka.”
It didn’t take much convincing to have her wife agreeing to consider,
and after only one visit with Max, Wanda’s decided he is theirs.
The two mothers spent a few hours playing with the boy inside the child services center.
He ended up falling asleep in Wanda’s arms. She hated the thought of him waking up without them there.
She hated the thought of leaving this building without him even more,
but the visit was over.
Nat and Wanda both kissed his head and whispered to the sleeping boy, assuring they will see him again soon, and one day they’ll be together for good.
Many visits and several weeks later, they finally take him home.
Max’s four older siblings loved him on sight. They all wanted to play with him and fought over who got to sit next to him at the dinner table.
He fits in like he was always meant to be there, because he was.
He is a total snuggle bug which his moms savor before he gets older and reaches out for them less.
However as he grows up and gets more independent, he keeps his sweet nature.
If he sees someone is sad or not feeling well, he always does something to make them smile and feel a little better.
When his little brothers were born, he was moved into the room with his older brothers.
He’s happy because that makes him one of the big kids now!
Like Alex, he likes to swim.
He is definitely the most supportive kid on the team. At swim meets he is constantly running around trying to cheer on all of his friends during their different races.
Now I know no one can know the future, but he’s gonna be a nurse when he grows up.
Trust me on this one.
He knows about his birth parents.
Where they are, why they’re there(as much as a child needs to know and as much as his moms think is appropriate), but he has no memory of them or his adoption.
If he’s asked, he’d probably tell you he’s always been a Maximoff-Romanoff.
Really he was, even before they met him, he belonged with them.
Thomas Ivan Maximoff-Romanoff
7 years old
“Tommy”
one of the “little twins”
biological son of Wanda and a male donor
older twin brother of Billy,
but he’s born only 2 minutes before his brother, so “older twin” doesn’t really mean much here.
If these two had been Natasha and Wanda’s first set of twins, there’s a high possibility they would have been their last kids.
It’s not like they are terrible trouble makers, they are just so rambunctious.
So much energy compacted into so small bodies.
They are the typical set of brothers.
They like to play rough and can be very rowdy. They run around outside and get dirty and catch bugs. Then sometimes, they are so focused on a video game, there is no getting through to them.
The moment Tommy learned to walk, he ran all. the. time.
and he runs fast.
Almost faster than PJ, but unlike his brother, he doesn’t want to really play sports, like soccer or football where speed would be a favorable tool.
No, he doesn’t like the objectives and the rules and trying to get a ball in a net or across a line.
He just likes to run really fast in one direction.
Luckily this year he’s old enough to start running track, which is the perfect extra curricular for him.
Currently he’s in grade school, and he hates when his teachers seem to pay more attention to him than some of the other kids.
“It’s because I’m not as smart as Billy. That’s why they hate me!”
but that’s not true, his moms reassure him.
“You are twins, not clones. You have different strengths, and that is perfectly fine. They just want to help you utilize yours.”
William Olek Maximoff-Romanoff
7 years old
“Billy”
one of the “little twins”
biological son of Wanda and a male donor
younger twin brother of Tommy
It was Natasha who first brought up the idea of having another baby.
The twins were 10, Y/n and Alex were 8, Max was 5,
and suddenly baby fever set in.
“just one more, detka please”
…well “just one more” turned out to be 2 more.
At the first ultrasound, Nat almost passed out much to Wanda’s amusement.
“You knew twins run in my family.”
Just like that their family of 7 became a family of 9.
The older kids, especially Lena, love to help out. “Baby duty” was the only favorable chore.
Very early, they could tell that Billy was smart.
exceptionally smart
As he went through school, this became very apparent.
his scores? highest in the class.
He does extra credit he didn’t need.
Oh, the science fair? He won that.
every year.
He even sometimes sneaks Tommy the answers to their homework when moms aren’t looking. Of course, they notice it every time.
He is one of the strongest players on the chess team.
Nat loves to sit and play chess with him.
When she was first teaching him, she would let him win every now and again. Now, sometimes she has to actually work to keep up with him.
Out of all Wanda’s children, Billy is the one who will never decline to watching sitcoms with her.
When he’s not running around with Tommy, he’s probably hiding somewhere with his nose in a book.
Anastasia Melina Maximoff-Romanoff
3 years old
sometimes referred to as Ana
adopted by Wanda and Natasha when she is only three months old.
Like before, they weren’t looking to have another child.
They were actually against it almost.
7 kids=101 kids, at least that’s what it feels like.
“No more” they agreed.
Then Bruce, a friend of theirs who works as a doctor in the local hospital, asks Wanda to cater an event at the hospital, which her restaurant doesn’t normally do, but for a friend of course she makes an exception.
When she arrives to set up for the event, she goes to find Bruce and he is clearly upset about something.
After some prompting, he begins tell Wanda about the newborn baby girl that was dropped on the steps of the hospital.
She had a cleft lip and a severe lung infection (which she shouldn’t have survived) that will probably leave her with lasting breathing difficulties.
They’ve been treating her for almost 2 months. Her condition is improving, but her lungs are too weak for her to be released.
Worse than that, she is up for adoption, and the process is not going well.
The caseworker assured the hospital that a newborn would be adopted almost immediately, but a month goes by and no one comes.
Not even a case worker has come to visit this tiny girl fighting for her life.
Bruce is so frustrated because he just got off the phone with the caseworker who told him that essentially she’s on the “unwanted list”.
Because of her health issues, she is a less desirable child for adopting parents.
They tell him, these kids usually stay in the system until they age out.
Wanda’s heart drops at the idea of an innocent child never having parents because of a condition that she has no control over.
Bruce shows her a picture of a beautiful baby girl with an oxygen mask and tubes seemingly all over her body. She wears a beanie that is stitched with the name Jane
“How did you know her name?”
Bruce looks down sheepishly, “we don’t… one of the nurses makes them for the Jane Doe’s”
That makes Wanda angry.
She doesn’t even have a name.
After the event, Wanda goes home and breaks down as she lays in bed. Nat holds her, and Wanda sobs as she tells the story.
At the end, they share a look. No words are spoken but a conversation is definitely held.
The mothers decide to think it over for a while.
Less than a week later, they call their case manager.
The process is fast, way faster than Max’s adoption.
It’s like the agency is scared to lose prospective parents for an “unwanted child.”
Nat and Wanda hate that term.
They want their daughter off that list.
She is wanted fiercely.
Two weeks later, they sign the papers.
Anastasia Melina is officially theirs.
She spends another month in the hospital. While the kids are at school, Wanda spends all day with their baby sister. Nat always stops to see Anastasia before she goes home after work. Being friends with their daughter’s doctor helps them sneak around visiting hours.
After the adoption, Anastasia’s condition improves quickly.
Like she knows she has a home and family now, and she can’t be with them until she’s better.
Finally she is strong enough to leave the hospital.
They take her home, and begin life as a family of 10.
Once home Anastasia thrives.
After a surgery for her lip and breathing treatments multiple times a day to strengthen her lungs, she looks nothing like the frail baby in the picture Bruce showed Wanda.
She grows up as the family’s little Princess. Only 3 years old, she is not letting asthma keep her down.
Her big sisters cherish her, finally not just the two of them with all those brothers.
As for all those brothers… let’s just say she has 5 built in personal body guards, and she loves them all.
She absolutely adores her big sisters.
She wants to dance ballet like Lena.
One day, she put on her tutu and little ballet slippers she got for her birthday and ran to Lena.
“I do bawet(ballet) pwease?”
Happily her big sister complies.
She teaches her positions and light warm ups that she’s seen the coaches teach the little little dancers.
Unknown to them Nat watches silently from the doorway, heart full to the brim.
Sometimes if she can hear music coming from Y/n’s door, she will sneakily open the door and dance in the living room to the music.
One day someone closes the door while she’s dancing. So she scoots down the stairs to Y/n’s room.
“Can I dance to your bawet music?”
She squeals when her sister says yes. Anastasia twists around the room while Y/n continues practicing.
Y/n was actually about to quit for the day when Ana came down, but instead she played until the toddler was worn out.
“Can you pway Ewsa?”
Not wanting to tell her no, Y/n plays Let It Go by ear giving it her best try. It’s not perfect, but apparently more than enough for her little sister.
The toddler quickly drags her upstairs to show Mommy. As Anastasia and Wanda listen to her play, she is heard playing throughout the house.
Lena looks up from the couch and asks if she can play a Taylor Swift song. Again Y/n plays by ear and memory.
This rapidly evolved into a kind of game where the family sat and just kept suggesting songs for Y/n to play at random. For the most part she kept up.
After that, the activity would pop up in family game nights every now and again. always requested for by Anastasia.
and let’s be real, no one can say no to her.
She loves all things pink, and lives up to her nickname of Princess. She loves dress up and make believe.
She is a gem the family didn’t know they were missing.
She is a total Mama and Mommy’s girl, which is perfectly fine for them.
They soak it up knowing for sure this is the very last time they will have a child this young again.
Part One: Just a Typical Morning
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POP QUIZ! NO CHEATING!!!
(for those who’ve read this far)
Who can name all 8 kids WITHOUT checking the list again?
Bonus points if they’re in order. Extra bonus points if you get middle names too.
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Masterlist
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Welcome to my masterlist! Alongside my work on Wattpad and AO3, you can find all my mini series and oneshots linked down below. I usually only write for Natasha Romanoff and occasionally Yelena Belova, but feel free to send in any requests. But no smut, I’m not comfortable with that :)
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Natasha Romanoff | Series
[F = fluff, A = angst, H = hot af ]
⧗ Double the Trouble AU | WandaNat x daughter: [F] Natasha and Wanda have their work cut out raising twin girls. But despite the struggles and the arguments, there is nothing that would break the bond this family has created
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5
Canon oneshots:
A Day Out: [F] summer and sunshine calls for family trips out. To the zoo, naturally[2.9k words]
Groceries: [F] Natasha volunteers to do the weekly shop. Mundane, perhaps, but with two babies, things are never smooth sailing [1.4k words]
Cuddles: [F] a tipsy Y/n only wants one thing when she comes home from a party- Natasha’s hugs. And who is Natasha to refuse cuddles from her teenagers? [800 words]
New Families: [F] Natasha was content keeping her little family to herself. But Yelena and Melina weren’t. Which is how the family of four find themselves in Ohio, resurfacing memories for Natasha and challenging the three year olds in a whole new environment. Isla loves it, Y/n… not so much [4.4k words]
Yelena’s Day: [F] it’s finally Yelena’s turn to babysit the twins… a big responsibility for a usually messy Russian. [4.3k words]
Switch Up: [F] Yelena is back, the twins are older, and her scheming ways do nothing but backfire. a mother always knows… [3.3k words]
⧗ My Songbird AU | Natasha x Willow (O!C): It’s the 70s. Final summer of high school. Why not spend it getting high, partying and sneaking off with your girlfriend in a town that is so disapproving of anything deviating from the norm.
Mood board | part 1 [F]
⧗ Back in Time | Winterwidow x daughter: Natasha and Bucky’s daughter seeks comfort in her Aunt Wanda as her parents go missing on a mission. She doesn’t ask for much, she only wants to see them again.
part 1 [F] | part 2 [A]
⧗ Midas Touch | Maid!Natasha: no amount of money will ever save a broken marriage or a broken woman. But maybe the right person can turn everything she touches into gold and this time won’t be cursed to break everything she cares about.
part 1 [F + A] | part 2 [F + A]
Natasha Romanoff | Oneshots
⧗ Promises: [A] Natasha and Anastasia didn’t know love… not until they found it in each other. But the Red Room was cold, in more ways than one [2.6k words]
⧗ Ghost of You: [F + A] Learning to move on after Natasha’s sacrifice is the hardest thing in the world [3.2k words]
⧗ Lost in the Fire | f1 AU: [A] A horrific crash tests Natasha’s nerves to the limit as she has no choice but to sit back and watch from the garage. Her girlfriend and her sister push themselves for that all important win. [4.5k words]
⧗ I Will Rescue You | natasha romanoff x adopted daughter reader: [F + A] An alert from the Red Room sends Natasha, Yelena and Bucky on a last minute mission. But what they find is far from expected… [3.7k words]
⧗ Can’t You See This is Breaking Me: [A] Natasha isn’t quite ready to give her entire life for the woman she loves [5.2k words]
⧗ Tattoos For Troubled Minds: [F] Natasha struggles to trust anyone when it comes to touching her body. But that becomes rather difficult when a tattoo idea comes into her mind that she just can’t shake [3.6k words]
⧗ Midnight: [A] Natasha has never learned how to rest, and at midnight is where she is most vulnerable [1.1k words]
⧗ I Know What You Are: [A] The bane of Natasha’s existence had finally slipped up but when sent to eliminate her, feeling get in the way far too easily. [5.9k words]
⧗ Mustang | cowgirl Nat AU: [H] The mayor’s daughter. A bounty hunter. One has freedom, the other does not. But will one fleeting night be enough to convince Natasha to leave everything she’s ever known behind? [4.3k words]
⧗ Is It All For Nothing?: [A] You just want a friend. Is that so bad? How is it fair that everyone else gets one but you. What did you do that was so wrong? [1.3k words]
⧗ Welcome To My Head At Midnight | song fic: [A] Natasha Romanoff is her own worst enemy and maybe this fight isn’t one she’s so sure she can win. [2k words]
⧗ Sunkissed By An Angel: [F] the perfect lazy morning in the Romanoff summer beach house. [1.5k words]
Yelena Belova | Oneshots
⧗ For Her: [F + A] Yelena tries to find the balance between spending christmas with her girl and tracking down Clint Barton… [1.7k words]
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