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Captured

Sue Storm x Reader

Your mission is to eradicate Sue and her son, but your heart follows a different mission

Note: Absolutely obsessed with Sue after seeing the new Fantastic 4. I hope to write more for everyone on the team, but here’s a good start. Enjoy it!

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You were sent to kill her. Or at least capture her and demand answers. That was your mission. The Invisible Woman and her son had threatened the world. Something had to be done about that.

But when you met the woman, something in your heart drew you closer to her. Something in your mind had the thought that maybe you weren’t supposed to do this.

“Take me, not the child,” the words came out of her mouth when you stood before her, weapon drawn and pointed at her.

You hesitated at the way her voice didn’t shake. Instead, it was full of sincerity. She was prepared to do this. Whatever it took to spare her child.

“I’m here for both of you,” you commented. She let the slightest shiver run down her spine. You noticed the way her chest was rising and falling faster with each moment you stand there.

“He’s just a kid,” she said. “Surely, you can see that.”

She was trying to appeal to your empathetic side. You tried to not let it work.

“I won’t hurt him. I just need him to come with me. As I’ve said, both of you. Just come with me.”

“What’s your name?” She asked.

You move a step closer to her, a voice in your ear ringing out that you needed to finish the mission. They were asking if you needed back up.

“I’m y/n,” you said. You figured what was the use of using a made up name. You won’t know her long.

“Y/n, please. I’ve- I’ve lost everyone,” Sue said. “Everyone but him.”

You look around the room. There are signs that other people lived there, but you haven’t seen a soul. They hadn’t given you all of the information for the mission. You realized that now.

“Okay,” you said quietly, withdrawing your weapon. You removed the ear piece from your ear and stepped closer to her again. “They’re going to come after us.”

“Us?”

“Yeah. I can’t go back there. Not without you or him,” you explained. “They’ll come for us, but I’ll help you get away from here.”

“Why-“

Her sentence was interrupted by the sound of the elevator and you quickly have to escape the building. Sue held Franklin in her arms as you trekked through the city and tried to get away.

It took a few hours but you had finally shaken them. You left your tracker to throw them off your scent and made a break for the next country over.

“Why did you do that?” Sue asked once you arrived at a safe house.

“I saw nothing but sincerity in your eyes,” you commented. “And I realized that my cohorts had been who was killing the other members of the Fantastic Four in your world. That wasn’t what I thought was happening.”

“Well, thank you,” is all she said.

That was two months ago. For now, you are living like this. Secretly leaving the house to get supplies and coming back with nothing but a prayer that you weren’t going to be caught.

Sue seemed to keep a good routine with Franklin. He is three years old and somehow feels so much like a normal child. She reads to him, holds him close, and sometimes you hear them weeping together for their lost family.

“What are you making?” Sue asks as she walks into the small kitchen area of the house. You were deep in thought by the stove.

“Oh, just a dish that my mother used to make,” you reply.

You turn around and are caught off guard by the view of her looking so naturally beautiful. She has a soft curl in her blonde hair and despite the fact that you know she is exhausted, there is a lightness to the way she carries herself.

“Can I help?” She asks, looking into your eyes.

“Sure,” you say.

She steps up beside you and you explain what you are doing and how she can help. It feels natural to stand here with her and do this.

At some point, Franklin is crying but her hands are covered in ingredients.

“May I?” You ask her.

“Oh- um,” Sue begins. You hope she trusts you by now but you understand why she might not. “Yes. Just bring him to me, yeah?”

“Of course.”

You walk to the small bedroom and lift the little boy out of the bed. He smiles at you and clings to your neck quickly.

“Hey buddy,” you say. “Let’s go see Mama.”

“Hey sweetheart,” Sue says as her son comes into her sight. “Did you have a good nap?”

She’s washed her hands up now and reaches out for him, but Franklin turns his head into your shoulder and buries his face in it.

“Oh, well I guess he misses being held by someone other than me,” she comments, a flash of sadness covering her face. She rubs a hand over his back and you realize this is the closest you’ve ever been to her.

“I can just-“

“No, no it’s okay. I actually- well it’s nice to see him feel safe with someone,” she says.

“Do you feel safe with someone?” You ask her. Your free arm itches to reach out and wrap around her.

She looks away from you and Franklin. You see the way she grips the countertop and tries to steady herself.

“I think I need to lie down,” Sue says. “Would that be okay?”

“Absolutely,” you tell her.

She nods and leaves the room. For a while, you hold the child but at some point he’s ready to run around and play. You finish cooking the food from earlier and clean up a little around the house.

When Sue wakes up, you are sitting on the couch reading a book while Franklin plays with a toy car you had bought him during one of your grocery runs.

“Was he okay?” She asks, sitting next to you. She doesn’t leave much space between you. You feel your pace quicken.

“He was great. We finished cooking, well mostly I did, and we have just been relaxing.”

“That’s good.”

“How was your nap?” You ask her.

She rubs her face with her hands and you resist the urge to reach and move the hair that fell into her face in the process.

“I’m just exhausted,” she admits, and adds with a small chuckle, “But I guess all mothers are.”

“Yeah maybe. But you are also a mother on the run and you’ve left behind all you knew,” you say.

“I only had him left anyways,” she says. But her tone isn’t bitter like you expect it to be. She’s been surprising you with moments with this over the last two months. “Can I ask you something?”

“Oh, sure,” you say.

Sue moves an extra inch closer to you and places a hand on your knee. Your shoulders are essentially brushing as you sit side by side. You dare to turn your head towards her just a little bit and you’re close enough to her to feel the breath from her lips.

“Why did you do it?” She asks softly. Her warm voice covers you with an emotion you can’t quite place.

“Why did I do what?”

“Choose not to follow through with your mission that day. You could’ve killed me, or him, or both of us without even making your presence known. Why didn’t you?” She asks.

You shrug, not being able to help the tears that are forming in your eyes. Sue’s soft hand comes to your cheek and she wipes the first tear that falls with her thumb.

“Y/n,” she says gently. “You can tell me.”

“I- I’m really not sure. Maybe I was conflicted from the beginning and when I saw you there I was just so-“

You pause, taking in the way she stares into your eyes. The intensity of which she looks at you makes you feel like you’re the one who could turn invisible.

“I was taken aback by your beauty and your selflessness,” you say. “You were prepared to die for him.”

“I still am,” she says.

“You are so wonderful,” you tell her. “I’m sorry for ever thinking otherwise.”

Sue leans in closer and her eyes flicker to your lips.

“It’s okay,” she says.

She shatters the space between you two and captures your lips with hers. It starts out urgent and intense, but you slow the pace down as you kiss her back fully.

The feeling of her lips linger once the kiss is broken by the sound of the toy car being tossed onto the ground by Franklin.

Sue smiles softly and kisses your cheek before standing up to cross the room and play with the boy.

“We’re going to be okay,” she says to him once she settles down onto the floor. You know she says it more for herself than for him.

The boy climbs into her lap and accepts his mother’s warm cuddles. You look upon them with a smile.

You were sent to kill Sue, but now you can’t imagine your life without her. The Invisible Woman is slowly and all at once capturing your heart.

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Vanessa Kirby as Sue Storm The Fantastic Four: First Steps July 25, 2025 | dir. Matt Shakman

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*y/n hugging Natasha goodbye with their face buried in her neck*

Y/n: Go save the world, I’ll be around

Natasha: Why do I feel like that’s a Taylor Swift reference? Is it?

Y/n: Maybe…

Natasha, hugging y/n harder: I love you so much

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jurassic world rebirth is so healing for natasha romanoff stans. those who get it, get it.

zora bennett i love you.

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Okay but imagine this Natasha with this Wanda 👀

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Use Me Like I’m Using You

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

You meet Wanda at a bar and you both need to be distracted from the real world

Note: Wow, it has been far too long since I posted a fic. Especially a Wanda one. Please enjoy this one and I hope to be back with more fics soon! (ps if you know the country song this is based on, shoutout to you!)

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“What are you drinking?” You ask the woman sitting at the bar next to you.

You’ve been noticing her all night, wondering if whoever she’s waiting for will ever arrive. Or if she’s been waiting for anyone at all.

“Oh, um- I should probably call it a night,” she says. You give her a soft smile.

“Okay, have a good night, ma’am.”

She does a double take when you call her that. She had gotten dressed up tonight in hopes to meet someone who could make her happy at least for the evening. Maybe that was you.

You notice the way her eyes flicker down to your lips and back to meet your eyes. “Actually, one more drink won’t hurt,” she says. “I’m Wanda.”

“Nice to meet you, Wanda. I’m y/n,” you say, reaching your hand out for her to shake. She takes it and her soft skin brushes against yours.

You order her a drink and sit closer to her. It’s quiet for a few minutes before either of you speak again. When Wanda goes to speak, you do at the same time.

“I’m sorry, what were you going to say?” You ask her.

“Just- um-“

“Oh, I love this song. Do you want to dance?”

Wanda’s eyes widen with a sense of surprise. She hasn’t been asked to dance in years. You stand up and hold out your hand.

Once again, the feeling of her hand in yours feels so right. You pull her to the dance floor and hold her close.

“Y/n,” Wanda says after a few minutes of dancing and just smiling at each other.

“Wanda,” you reply, a grin on your lips.

“Can we just keep doing this?” She asks.

“Dancing?”

“Just dancing. Staying close.”

“We can do that,” you say. Her arms wrap tighter around your neck and your hands grip her hips tighter.

For the next few songs, Wanda lies her head on your chest. You can feel in the way she leans on you that no one is holding her this way on a regular basis.

“Tell me you love me,” Wanda says out of nowhere. It’s so quiet you barely hear it.

“What?” You ask her over the music.

She leans away from your chest and places her hands on your cheeks. Her eyes are begging you for something.

“Tell me you love me. And that you need me,” she says with those pleading eyes.

“Okay, Wanda. I’ll pretend if you pretend too.”

Then she smiles, and god you have to bring yourself back to earth after seeing that smile. It’s the most beautiful sight you’ve ever seen.

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted,” you whisper softly.

She sighs contently and pulls your hand towards the door of the bar. You follow her easily.

Once you’re outside, Wanda sits down on a bench and you sit right next to her.

“Don’t ask for my number,” she says.

“Okay,” you say. “Probably better we leave it alone anyways.” You glance to the gold band that encircles her left ring finger.

“Oh, no. It’s- it’s complicated,” Wanda says hurriedly.

“I’m sure,” you say. “You don’t need to tell me. Tonight is about pretending, right?”

“Yeah,” Wanda agrees. “Yeah, you’re right. I don’t usually do things like this.”

“I gathered that,” you say. She cringes and looks away. You reach out for her chin and turn it towards you. The sudden motion makes her heart race in her chest.

“Will you kiss me?” She asks.

“Is that what you need?”

“Please, baby,” Wanda says.

It’s your turn for your heart to race as you lean in and press your lips against hers. Her lips are soft, but her urgency is palpable. She doesn’t want to waste a moment with you. That encourages you to kiss her deeper.

“I love you,” you mumble between kisses. Wanda melts at the words and you can feel the exact moment that she lets those words sink in.

The kissing comes to an end and she buries her head in your neck. You hold her tight for what feels like hours, but you don’t mind. You needed this too.

“I should be getting home,” Wanda says after a while. “I probably shouldn’t have came at all.”

“Hey, I’m glad you did,” you tell her. You both sit upright again. “Seriously. If you ever want to pretend with me again, I hope our paths cross.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah. I think I might actually love you,” you say, giving her your absolute best smile. Wanda blushes and smiles back.

“Goodnight, y/n,” she says. You heard the hesitation when she almost said goodbye but made a conscious effort not to.

“Goodnight Wanda,” you say, leaving her with one last gentle kiss.

She walks towards her car and you can feel the ghost of her touch lingering on your skin. You want nothing more than to see her again. Maybe this wasn’t goodbye.

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NEED HER 🔥

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Scarlett Johansson as Kelly Jones in Fly Me To The Moon (2024) ↳ Costume Design by Mary Zophres

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WOW 🤩

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Happy Mother’s Day to these legends 💙

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I’ve always enjoyed when fics include Carol using her powers to provide comfort through heat (I’ve used that idea in my fics too). Not sure who started it, or anything, but it’s fun to include her being intentional with her temperature

Something I’ve always wondered about is Carol Danvers body temperature, yes it’s kind of a weird thing to think about but I’m a curious gal. Since she’s essentially a walking star with the powers of an infinity stone I wonder if she’s constantly warm as I imagine to an outsider her powers would probably feel heated, or is she so laced with energy that to her it feels normal? Could she go outside on a hot summer day and feel the sun rays heat her skin or would it feel like nothing to her? Maybe she only feels this way when in full power and when she’s not her body temperature is more regulated. It’s interesting to me.

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Yelena Belova, you are a legend!

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Going All the Way

Natasha Romanoff x Carol Danvers x Female Reader

Carol and Nat confront you about how you’ve been flirting with the both of them

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please! Kissing, cursing, oral (all receiving hehe), thigh/face/abs riding, captain and daddy kink

Note: I just think that Carol and Nat. Enjoy this one!

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In retrospect, flirting with two of your teammates at once maybe wasn’t the best idea. But you hadn’t realized you’d been doing it. And you definitely didn’t expect it to get this far.

When you joined the team, it was a time of great loss and confusion. Half of the population had disappeared while the other half was trying to live with the fear of not knowing what their tomorrows held.

So, when you met the two women you started flirting with them just to have a hint of joy in your life.

You had no idea that the two women would confront you about it. But here you are in the compound common room with the two women sitting across from you.

“So, y/n, we wanted to talk to you,” Carol begins. You feel your palms getting sweaty and your heart pounding in your chest.

“What’s up?” You try to sound casual. Judging by the way Natasha smirks, you failed at that.

“You’ve been doing a whole lot of flirting with me,” Natasha says.

“And with me,” Carol adds. “We’re not very happy that you’ve been flirting with both of us.”

You drop your gaze to your feet, but soon a pair of boots comes into your vision.

“Look at me,” Carol says, lifting your chin up with her fingers. “Don’t worry, sweet girl.”

Natasha joins Carol and she places a hand on your cheek. Her thumb brushes over your face.

“We’ve come up with a solution,” Natasha says. She leans down and her lips are just inches from yours. “But only if you really want us both.”

You nod and Carol’s fingers push your head further away from Natasha. You hold back a whimper.

“Use your words, sweetheart,” Carol commands.

“Yes- yes, captain,” you say and the woman releases her tight grip.

Natasha’s lips do find yours, but the kiss is feather light. She barely touches you but it lights your insides on fire.

“Let’s take care of these clothes,” Natasha says. She slips her hands under your shirt and you let her lift it over your head.

Carol’s eyes rake over your body and her eyes are filled with passion.

“How about we let her take care of us first, Natasha?” Carol suggests.

“Great idea,” Nat replies.

You reach out to unbutton Natasha’s pants, slipping them down her legs.

“Lay back on the couch,” Natasha says.

You listen to her and she positions herself over your mouth, effectively riding your face.

“Mm, you look perfect riding our sweet girl,” Carol says.

She shreds her own clothes and gives Natasha a searing a kiss as the woman continues to move her hips over your mouth.

It’s hard to breathe but you will never complain about being between her thighs.

You can barely see the women, but by the way Carol is moaning you can tell Natasha is touching her.

“Keep going, sweetheart,” Natasha says, picking up the pace of her hips.

“That’s a good girl,” Carol praises you.

Natasha’s movements become erratic as she reaches her high. She comes on your face and you lick her until she’s lifting herself off your face.

Carol immediately kisses you to taste Natasha on your tongue. She moans into the kiss. You try to pull her up your body to ride your face like Nat, but she stops you.

“No, no, sweet girl,” she says.

She lifts you off the couch and Natasha guides you down onto your knees in front of Carol. She holds Carol from behind, her hands running all over woman’s body.

“Make her feel good, detka,” Natasha instructs.

Carol’s strong hand pulls your head to her pussy. You get to work licking through her folds and sucking her clit.

Natasha’s fingers work in tandem with your mouth to bring Carol to her high quickly. She groans and holds your head in place as she comes.

You feel yourself slipping closer to your own orgasm without even being touched.

“Good girl,” Natasha says.

“Mhm, your captain feels so good,” Carol agrees.

You are still on your knees and Carol lifts you up in her arms. She sits you back on the couch and pulls your pants down your legs.

“Which one of us do you want first?” Natasha asks, her competitiveness shining through.

The two women kneel in front of you.

“Um- I-“

“Which one?” Carol asks with a harsher tone. Her hand grips your thigh tightly.

You truly don’t know which woman you want more, so you give the only answer you can think of.

“Both,” you say.

Natasha smirks but Carol’s eyes get darker.

“You needy, needy girl,” Carol says.

She kisses Natasha right in front of you and you squirm on the couch. It’s filthy as she sucks on Natasha’s tongue. You move your hands towards your pussy to relieve some pressure but Nat’s hands hold you back.

“Please,” you whimper.

Carol relents on her kissing and she turns her attention back to you. She kisses your thighs and bites them before she brings her tongue to your center.

“Oh fuck,” you say.

Natasha leaves marks on your thighs before she also licks through your folds. The two women work simultaneously, their tongues mingle together.

“Come for us, sweetheart,” Carol says when she feels you getting close.

“Oh god,” you moan out as you come hard. Carol licks you clean and kisses Natasha once again.

“We’re not done yet,” Natasha says.

She moves to sit on the couch and pulls you into her lap.

“I know you want to ride her thigh,” Carol teases you.

“Yes I do, captain,” you say.

“Good girl. Ride daddy’s thigh,” Carol using that term for Natasha threatens to make you pass out.

Your head is dizzy as Nat pulls you right into another orgasm. They give you no time to recover before Carol pulls you to her lap.

“Ride her abs, sweetheart. Make yourself feel good on the captain,” Natasha says.

“You look so pretty like this,” Carol says, kissing you as you ride her abs. “So into me that you’ll fuck yourself anywhere on my body.”

“Yes captain,” you say.

“Come for us, baby,” Natasha instructs you.

“Yes daddy,” you reply.

Both women grin as you come hard onto Carol’s abs. Natasha licks her abs and then pulls you in for a kiss.

Carol kisses you deeply once Natasha pulls away and then both women kiss each other.

“I like this arrangement,” Carol says.

“Me too, Carol,” Nat agrees. “How do you feel, sweet girl?”

“Really glad I flirted with both of you,” you joke and the women chuckle.

“That was risky,” Nat says.

“Good thing we like you a lot,” Carol adds. “But don’t think you’ll be able to get away with this again.”

“Yes ma’am, captain,” you say and she smiles.

Both women hold you close and you thank goodness that they were bold enough to confront you about the flirting.

You are definitely glad it got taken this far.

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The Easter Bunny

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

You and Natasha comfort your daughter when she can’t sleep

Note: Guess who’s back? 🥳 For those of you who may not know/remember, I’m a tax accountant so the spring is an absolute marathon for me. I had to take time away from here to focus on my work, but it’s all paying off! Happy Easter to all who celebrate! Enjoy some soft Nat as my first fic in months and I hope to be back with more soon!

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

“Incoming,” Natasha says from beside you.

“How do you hear those little footsteps?” You ask her.

“Babe, you do know who I am, right?”

“Ugh,” you groan at her and she chuckles.

You can hear the footsteps now and soon your daughter standing at the doorway.

“Hi malyshka, what’s up?” Natasha asks her. “Come in.”

Ali moves further into the room and stops by Natasha’s side of the bed. She looks distraught and your eyes flash over her quickly to make sure you don’t see anything physically wrong with her.

“Are you okay?” You ask her.

She shakes her head no and giant tears begin to form in her eyes. Nat reaches out and lifts the girl into her arms. She settles against her chest and cries.

“Baby, what is it?” You try to ask again. “Are you hurt?” She shakes her head no. “Are you sick?” Same answer.

“Are you scared?” Natasha asks, reading your mind as to what the next question should be.

The little girl nods yes and you and Nat share a glance. She’s been a little more afraid of things lately, but you still aren’t sure what she might be afraid of this time.

“What’s scaring you, sweet girl?” You ask her, helping Nat soothe her by rubbing her back.

“The bunny,” Ali says quietly.

Nat raises her brow in thought and you share a shrug until you realize what she means.

“The Easter bunny?” You ask.

“Yeah.”

“Oh, Ali. The Easter bunny is nice. Nothing to be afraid of, but it’s okay that you’re scared,” you explain.

“Yeah, the Easter bunny brings you presents and you don’t even know that they came and went so you’re perfectly safe,” Nat adds.

“But he’s so big,” Ali says.

“Is he?” You ask.

“The one today was.”

That’s when it clicks that you saw a person in costume today and that was in fact a large Easter bunny.

“So, that was just someone in a costume, sweetheart. I don’t like how big that bunny was either,” you explain. Natasha laughs at that. “But the real Easter bunny is small. Just like those bunnies we have seen outside. Remember those?” You prompt her. She nods. The tears have subsided and she doesn’t seem as upset.

“Can I stay here?” She asks.

“Sure, baby. Close your eyes. When you wake up, there will definitely be presents for you here left by one super small, yet powerful bunny,” Nat says.

“Okay.”

“Okay, we love you,” you say.

She mumbles the sentiment back as she falls asleep in Natasha’s arms. Nat takes her back to her bedroom and is grinning when she comes back.

“What’s got you grinning?” You ask her as she’s climbing into bed again.

“She’s just so cute. Afraid of the Easter bunny? Come on, that’s adorable!”

“I know!” You agree. “Can’t wait to tell her about this one when she’s older.”

Natasha smile still hasn’t faded as she leans in and kisses you goodnight. You kiss her back and settle into her arms.

“Just wait until she finds out we are the Easter bunny,” Natasha says.

“Parenting is the best. I love you.”

“The absolute best,” Nat agrees. “I love you too.”

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The Easter Bunny

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

You and Natasha comfort your daughter when she can’t sleep

Note: Guess who’s back? 🥳 For those of you who may not know/remember, I’m a tax accountant so the spring is an absolute marathon for me. I had to take time away from here to focus on my work, but it’s all paying off! Happy Easter to all who celebrate! Enjoy some soft Nat as my first fic in months and I hope to be back with more soon!

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

“Incoming,” Natasha says from beside you.

“How do you hear those little footsteps?” You ask her.

“Babe, you do know who I am, right?”

“Ugh,” you groan at her and she chuckles.

You can hear the footsteps now and soon your daughter standing at the doorway.

“Hi malyshka, what’s up?” Natasha asks her. “Come in.”

Ali moves further into the room and stops by Natasha’s side of the bed. She looks distraught and your eyes flash over her quickly to make sure you don’t see anything physically wrong with her.

“Are you okay?” You ask her.

She shakes her head no and giant tears begin to form in her eyes. Nat reaches out and lifts the girl into her arms. She settles against her chest and cries.

“Baby, what is it?” You try to ask again. “Are you hurt?” She shakes her head no. “Are you sick?” Same answer.

“Are you scared?” Natasha asks, reading your mind as to what the next question should be.

The little girl nods yes and you and Nat share a glance. She’s been a little more afraid of things lately, but you still aren’t sure what she might be afraid of this time.

“What’s scaring you, sweet girl?” You ask her, helping Nat soothe her by rubbing her back.

“The bunny,” Ali says quietly.

Nat raises her brow in thought and you share a shrug until you realize what she means.

“The Easter bunny?” You ask.

“Yeah.”

“Oh, Ali. The Easter bunny is nice. Nothing to be afraid of, but it’s okay that you’re scared,” you explain.

“Yeah, the Easter bunny brings you presents and you don’t even know that they came and went so you’re perfectly safe,” Nat adds.

“But he’s so big,” Ali says.

“Is he?” You ask.

“The one today was.”

That’s when it clicks that you saw a person in costume today and that was in fact a large Easter bunny.

“So, that was just someone in a costume, sweetheart. I don’t like how big that bunny was either,” you explain. Natasha laughs at that. “But the real Easter bunny is small. Just like those bunnies we have seen outside. Remember those?” You prompt her. She nods. The tears have subsided and she doesn’t seem as upset.

“Can I stay here?” She asks.

“Sure, baby. Close your eyes. When you wake up, there will definitely be presents for you here left by one super small, yet powerful bunny,” Nat says.

“Okay.”

“Okay, we love you,” you say.

She mumbles the sentiment back as she falls asleep in Natasha’s arms. Nat takes her back to her bedroom and is grinning when she comes back.

“What’s got you grinning?” You ask her as she’s climbing into bed again.

“She’s just so cute. Afraid of the Easter bunny? Come on, that’s adorable!”

“I know!” You agree. “Can’t wait to tell her about this one when she’s older.”

Natasha smile still hasn’t faded as she leans in and kisses you goodnight. You kiss her back and settle into her arms.

“Just wait until she finds out we are the Easter bunny,” Natasha says.

“Parenting is the best. I love you.”

“The absolute best,” Nat agrees. “I love you too.”

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Part of the Family

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

Natasha takes you home to Clint’s farm for the first time.

Note: I can’t stop writing soft Nat, so that’s what we have here again. Happy reading!

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It’s late in the afternoon when you and Natasha pull into the farmhouse driveway. You both get out of car and you follow behind her towards the front steps. She notices you seem a bit nervous, so she slows her pace and intertwines her hand with yours.

“Don’t worry, detka. They’re going to love you,” Natasha reassures you as you step onto the front porch. You give her a nod. Truthfully, she’s a nervous too. You’ve been together for some time now, and she cares for you so much, so meeting the people she considers family is a huge step in the relationship.

Before she can even knock on the door, it flies open and barreling out comes the three Barton children. They crash into Nat’s middle and she has to let go of your hand at the impact.

“Hey guys,” Nat greets them happily and they keep clinging to her.

“Alright, alright release Auntie Nat, kiddos,” a brunette woman who from pictures you know is Laura says from the threshold.

“It’s okay. I know they just missed me,” Natasha gives them all one last squeeze before standing up.

“Come on, Auntie Nat! Let me show you my new wall color!” Lila says, excitedly pulling Nat’s hand as you all walk into the house.

“Hold on, baby. There’s someone I’d like for you all to meet first,” Natasha says. “This is my girlfriend, y/n.” She holds your hand again and introduces you to the kids and Laura.

“It’s so nice to meet you,” Laura says. “You’re kind of famous around here already since Nat talks about you so much.”

You look at Natasha and see a faint blush on her cheeks. “Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Barton,” you reply. And Nat let’s out a soft laughing scoff.

“Please call me Laura,” Laura responds with a smile.

“Of course, and you all are famous to me too. I’ve heard about the Candy Land games that get extremely intense,” you say and the youngest, Nate, beams up at you.

“Can we play later?” He asks you hopefully. You look to Nat and she shrugs nonchalantly.

Laura steps into answer, knowing you and Nat would like an early night to settle in. “Definitely before they leave we can play, okay Nate?”

“Yay!” He runs off play with his siblings, leaving you and Nat with Laura.

“We’ll just go put our bags up and be back,” Natasha says and Laura nods.

“I’m cooking your favorite for dinner, Nat,” she says and Nat hugs her.

“You’re the best, Laur.”

You two head up the stairs and into the back bedroom that Nat has deemed as her own.

“Here we are,” Natasha says as she plops your bags down on the bed.

You look around and see that the room is not very decorated, but it is very comfortable and homey. There’s a few quilts on a stand and the dresser has a few frames photos of Nat and the Bartons on it.

“You okay?” Nat breaks your thoughts with a soft hand on your arm.

“I’m good. Happy to be here with you,” you say sweetly and she kisses your cheek.

“I’m glad you’re here. I’ve always wanted to be able to bring someone I love here to spend time with my family. Next we have to go see my sister and parents,” Natasha suggests.

“Absolutely, baby. I just hope the kids and Laura like me as much as I already like them,” you admit nervously.

“They do, dorogoy. Let’s go downstairs and see if we can help Laura cook. She always says no, but if you stand there long enough she’ll hand you something to do,” Natasha says with a laugh and you follow her back downstairs.

As Nat predicted, you and her help Laura work on dinner after much assuring that’s it’s no problem to help. Clint gets back from tending to the animals and he hugs you in greeting. You are an intelligence gatherer for the team, so you know the members quite well. You actually knew Clint before you met Nat and he wasn’t surprised to see how the two of you fit together so well.

After dinner, you two can’t resist when Nate brings out the game board and asks you to play with him. It’s adorable how he trudged over to Nat and begged her with puppy dog eyes to play. You know she’s as exhausted from traveling in as you are, but she could never really say no to the kids.

The game is full of laughter and it lasts way past the kid’s bedtime. You follow her to tuck the kids into bed, lingering by the doorway of Lila’s room as Nat sits on her bed and talks to her.

“I’m really glad you’re here,” Lila says sweetly and Nat cups her cheek.

“Me too, malshyka. I’ll be here for a few days. Goodnight,” Natasha says and kisses her forehead lightly.

She stands up and joins you back in the hallway. Cooper passes by the two of you and even though he’s getting older you can tell he still loves a good visit from Nat.

“Night Aunt Nat, night Aunt y/n,” Cooper says and Nat pulls him into a huge hug.

“Look at you, Aunt y/n,” Nat teases when you get back to her room. “I told you they’d love you.”

“I can’t lie, hearing that felt really cool,” you reply.

“It is cool, detka,” Nat hugs you and kisses your head as you bury your nose in her neck.

You get ready for bed and crawl under the covers together. Nat wraps an arm around your waist and you snuggle close to her.

“I love you, Natasha,” you say with a kiss to her lips.

“I love you too, y/n,” she replies.

The next morning the two of you are woken up with the kids jumping on the bed excitedly. Not being a morning person, you lazily come to and try to bury yourself further into Nat.

“Wake up, detka. You’ve officially been welcomed into the family,” Natasha whispers into your ear and you can’t help but smile.

[togrowoldinv]

Office Visit

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader

Natasha comes to visit you while you’re at work for one reason

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please! Kissing, cursing, Nat being 🔥, sex at work, strap on, fingering (R receiving)

Note: I sure have missed writing. Enjoy this fun one!

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

“Hey sweetheart,” a voice calls you from your attention on the paperwork on your desk.

“Nat, what are you doing here?” You ask her.

“What? A woman can’t come see her wife at work?” She smirks as she walks into your office further.

She shuts the door behind her and comes around to your side of the desk.

“Are you busy?” She asks.

“Technically yes,” you say. “But there aren’t many people working in the office today, so I’m not in a hurry.”

“Good,” Nat remarks.

You adjust your time card for some downtime and lock your computer before turning back to your wife. She’s looking at you intensely.

“What?” You ask.

“You’re gorgeous,” she says. “You should always wear that shirt.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm, it is really working for you, sweetheart.”

You scoot your chair back and Nat smirks. She moves herself to straddle your lap.

“I’m assuming no partners are here today,” she says, knowing you wouldn’t take a risk like this if they were.

“I’m the highest ranking person here today,” you say. “Plus I already told my assistant to go home for the day.”

“Hm, you must’ve had a feeling I’d come by.”

“Well, you usually do once you get tired of your week off work,” you explain. “You get bored.”

“Can you fix that for me?” She asks, leaning in closer to your lips. You smile. You kiss her gently, leaving her wanting more. Your watch dings and you know you have emails to respond to.

“I think I can, baby. But you have to take care of me first. I have emails to reply to,” you say.

“Yes ma’am,” Nat says.

She climbs out of your lap and kneels in front of you. You get to work on your computer as she unbuttons your pants. Nat practically drools at the sight of the bulge in your underwear.

“You wore this for me?” She asks. Her green eyes look up to you through her thick eyelashes.

“Mhm, all for you Natasha.”

“Fuck me,” she says mostly to herself.

Nat kisses your thighs and takes her time pulling the underwear down your legs. The thick strap is all that remains on your lower half.

She takes it in her strong hand while the other moves up your chest to find your nipples. You push Nat’s head down to your strap. She takes it in her mouth this time. You try not to be too loud as she works to get you off.

The emails are hard to read and comprehend with your wife buried in between your legs. But Nat loves that you keep trying to read them anyways. She wants to be the reason you’re so distracted. And it’s working.

“Fuck Natasha,” you mumble. “You look so good sucking my cock, baby.”

“Will you give it to me, sweetheart? I can take it,” she says.

“Yeah? You want to ride me?”

She nods. You pull at her shoulders to help her stand up. You make quick work of removing her clothing and she slides onto your strap.

“Oh fuck yes,” Nat says. She begins to move her hips. It feels insanely good for both of you.

You kiss her filthily as you run your hands through her red hair. She is so beautiful right now. You can see her pussy glistening from the way you pump in and out of her.

“Are you going to come for me, baby?”

She nods. You grip her chin to make her look at you.

“Say it, Natasha.”

“I’m going to come for you,” she says, her voice deep with lust.

And with a few more thrusts she’s doing just that.

“Yes, that’s it. So good for me, sweetheart.”

Natasha catches her breath and buries her face in your shoulder. God, you love her when she’s like this.

She rests peacefully for a moment, but soon you’re interrupted by your phone ringing.

“Ignore it,” she says.

“It’s my manager,” you say.

You reach for the phone, but Nat stops you. She undoes the strap from your waist and runs her fingers through your folds.

“It can wait,” you say.

“Good girl.”

She buries her fingers into you. You hold back moans at the feeling. Natasha notices and stifles your moans with kisses.

“Come for me, sweetheart,” Nat says once she knows you’re close.

“Fuck,” you mumble as you come hard against her fingers.

She grins as you come down from your high. You hold each other for a while before you decide you really do have to get back to working.

“Thank you for coming to visit me,” you say.

“Of course, babe. You need to take more breaks,” she says with a chuckle.

“But I can only take these kinds of breaks with you,” you point out.

“That’s true.”

You help Nat up off your lap and get her clothes back on and yours as well. Once you’re dressed, you open your door and walk with Nat to the restroom to finish cleaning up.

You send her off with a final kiss goodbye. Your coworkers see Natasha leave and look surprised to see her. You just shrug.

To the world, she’s an Avenger. But to you, she’s the world.