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blondie20000 · 5 months

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Challenge - Bucky Barnes x Yelena Belova

"Well..." Bucky clears his throat. "This is awkward."

"It's not awkward."

"Really? Well for starters there's not much leg room?"

"Not my fault you are so fucking tall."

"Me? I thought your ego was taking up the space."

Yelena glares at him. Bucky faced her with a smirk on his lips.

The mission was simple go in, gather intel and later regroup with the others and plan their next steps. Yelena wanted to ride this mission solo but Barnes decided to tag along insisting she needs back up. The White Widow protested tried everything she could to get out of this but unfortunately the others all thought it was a good idea. Yelena even turned to Alexei silently pleading for him to step in but instead he nodded and agreed that it is a good idea.

This happened to be the one time where Yelena hoped Alexei would develop some sort of fatherly instincts and go into a crazy fit at the thought of his baby girl being alone with a guy and not just any guy but the fucking Winter Soldier but no Alexei was all for it.

Well screw him.

As soon as they stepped off the helicopter Yelena told Barnes to stay out of her away she wasn't in the mood for social chit out and she most certainly wasn't in the mood to deal with him. Yelena didn't hate Bucky he was more of a pain in the ass than anything they always argued, always competed against each other, and that smirk that damm smirk he kept giving her irritated the Hell out of her.

He is giving her that annoying smirk now as they are pressed against each other in a closet. His back is up against the wall with her leaning into his chest. She tried to wriggle and find other positions but everywhere she went she found herself face first into his chest.

Fuck!

He had the nerve to say this is awkward?

It's worse for her!

Yelena wasn't going to blush or be embarrassed no way not in front of him. She would happily give him a good kick if there wasn't people outside.

Yelena couldn't understand how this happened. Valentina said Helge and his men would be out at a meeting and they won't suppose to be back until the evening so why the Hell have they come back early? She knew needed to contact the others but she feared she would raise suspicion and increase their chances of getting caught.

Yelena shifts and tries to lower herself to the ground but she ends up smacking into his crotch.

Argh!

Just what she needed.

"You can't get enough of me." Bucky smirked down at her.

"Shut up." She whispered. "If those assholes won't outside you would have no dick by now."

"Thinking about how you will handle my dick is kind of a turn on."

Yelena goes back up. She is back against his chest again but at least that's better than his crotch.

"I suggest you sleep with your eye open tonight." She warned.

"Is that your way of a invitation Belova?"

"In your dreams Barnes."

"Would be the most pleasant dream I ever had."

Yelena grits her teeth. This guy does not know when to shut up.

"I knew I should have gone in alone."

"And get yourself killed in the process?" His voice turned serious.

"I can handle myself I don't need a knight in shining armor to save me."

"You got to let us help you Yelena."

She looks up at him and let's out a scoff.

"You mean you want to help me?"

"We're a team yes?"

"Unfortunately."

He sighs.

"Look I get that you hate me..."

"Never said that."

"So you don't hate me?"

"Never said that either."

"You never give me a straight answer."

"Thought you loved riddles."

"Depends on the type." He is looking down at her again. "I do like a challenge the ones where you have to remove it layer by layer."

She raises an eyebrow at that.

"That so?"

"They are fascinating, fun to explore."

"You are a patient one I prefer to go straight for the kill." She nodded.

"Why the rush?"

"Saves the time."

"True but it also kills the enjoyment. The build up, the suspense as you drawing close towards the answer." His eyes skim her up and down. "When you finally get what you want, it is a achievement, all that effort has truly paid off."

Yelena taps his chest and shakes her head.

"Sometimes the big reveal can be disappointing all that build up for nothing."

"I only search when I know it will be worth it."

"How do you know it will be worth it?"

"I just...I just know." He exhaled. His hot breath hits her face.

Yelena did her best to keep her face blank. Judging by the small tug of his lips she knew she is blushing. Damm it she is blushing.

Yelena turns away and looks through the gap. Helge's second in command Boris dismisses the meeting and orders everyone to leave. Moments later Boris grabs his coat and leaves with the others.

Good.

Yelena knew they could leave but for some reason she found herself still in the closet with him. He hasn't attempted to move either.

"Well?" She asked with a huff.

He motions with his hand.

"Ladies first."

She laughs at that causing him to frown.

"Manners will not get you far White Wolf." She slaps him on the arm and steps out of the closet.

"I disagree." Barnes tilts his head. "Got a good view out of it."

The scowl is back on her face again. He chuckles and steps out.

"So where shall we start?" He asked changing the subject.

Yelena ignores him and begins looking through the drawers.

"Quit looking at my ass." She warned him as she shoved the papers out of the way.

He responds with another chuckle.

Minutes later Yelena finds a booklet and picks it up.

"Hey check this out." She turns and finds herself back against his chest.

Yelena growled under her breath.

"Do you mind?"

"You just can't help yourself." He grinned. She glares at him. "What am I looking at?"

She shrugs it off and shoves the booklet in his hands.

"Here might be a lead."

Bucky takes the booklet. He leans against the desk and starts to read it. Yelena's eyes linger on his arms. His prosthetic hand trails along his chin as he studies the writing. His eyes are deep in thought. The White Widow snapped out of her trance when his eyes shift on to hers.

"Looks legit." He then nods. "Good job."

"And I didn't even need you." She waves him off. "I was fine like I said I would."

"You look hot to me."

She gulped at that.

"You look like you need some air?" He added.

"Right? Yeah course. It is quite warm in here."

"Really?" He frowns. "Thought the opposite."

"Cold?"

"Very."

He places his prosthetic hand on her arm to make a point. Yelena shivered at the contact but she didn't pull away instead she looks up at him. His eyes meet hers. Yelena swallows and her mind is screaming at her to back off.

Yelena takes several steps forward.

He waits for her.

She cranes her neck up to look at him. He looks down at her.

Waiting.

Her mind continued to scream no.

He gives her a knowing look.

She presses herself against him.

Still screaming no.

He raises an eyebrow.

She tilts her head.

"Don't make me fucking regret this."

"You won't." He said with such confidence Yelena actually believed him.

That did it.

She shuts her mind down and let's the natural instincts kick in.

Then she locks her lips with his.

He kisses her back.

Yelena wraps her arms around him and pulls him in. Bucky growls and holds on to her tight. The pent up emotions all came flooding out, their desire for each other overrode everything else.

Seconds later they both pull away and gasp for air. Bucky scoops her up by the waist and lies her down on her back on the desk.

No going back now. She thought as he climbs on top of her.

Yelena removes her zip and allows him to pull her suit down. Once that is done Bucky removes his belt and lowers his trousers.

Yelena wanted all of him. She grabs on to his jacket and tugs at it wanting it off. Bucky smirks at that.

"Eager I see?"

"I can easily change my mind Barnes."

"And resist me?" Bucky places his hand on his heart. "That's not happening."

"I'm not like other girls." She presses her boot against his boxers. "You could still walk out of here without your manhood."

"Like to see you try." He challenged her.

She smirks. Her heel digs into him.

"Shouldn't challenge me White Wolf."

"Whatever you say White Widow."

It wasn't long before he started kissing her again. Hot and fierce. She responded with a moan. He pushes his tongue in and rolls it along with hers. Suddenly he pulls away and flips the White Widow on her stomach. Yelena gasps in surprise.

"Assh..." She is cut off as he kisses her neck.

"Hmm." He hummed. His hands move to her ass. He gives her a cheeky slap on the ass causing another gasp to come from her.

"You were saying?" He grinned in her ear.

"You are enjoying this." She replied.

"I did say the wait will be worth it."

"Sorry to disappoint but there's no prize."

His hand goes to her breast.

"Sure about that?"

He squeezed her nipple causing her to moan. She now understood about those rumors of Sergeant Barnes being a womaniser back in the day. He continued to tease her and smothered her with kisses. Yelena tried to stop herself from smiling but she couldn't help it.

"She smiles." He pretends to gasp.

She tried to hide it but he shakes his head.

"It suits you. Its a lovely smile."

There was no teasing he is serious she can tell. That compliment caused her smile to widen.

Yelena then felt the tip of cock pressed against her. He leans forward and brushes the hair away from her face.

"You okay with this?" He asked.

Womaniser but respectful? Hmm?

"I am." She nods to him. She turns her head and smirks at him. "But are you?"

A sharp intake of breath comes from him when her fingers brush against his cock.

"Hard already?" Yelena scoffed. "Has your previous affairs ever got a reaction this quick out of you? Should I feel honored?"

Bucky said nothing.

Yelena then feels his hand circling her entrance.

"Wet already?" He said with amusement. "Has your previous affairs ever got a reaction this quick out of you? Should I feel honored?" He repeated his words back at her.

She inwardly groaned.

Damm.

"I have never met someone like you." Bucky then said. "So feisty so challenging. Did I say I like a challenge?"

"You did. I like challenges too I'm also a gamer."

"Really?"

"Hmm and if you don't get inside me right now I'll set the alarm and ensure Helge's guys find you butt-naked in their office. What a sight that would be."

"Someone doesn't play nice."

"Who said anything about the game being fair." She gives him a devilish smirk. "Now come on soldier boy buckle up."

She pushed her ass against him. He might be on top but she is damm well giving out the orders here.

"As you wish Miss Belova."

Yelena suddenly gasps as she feels him go inside her. Before she could process what is going on Barnes then starts to pound into her.

He went straight into it fast and aggressive releasing all that energy on to her. Yelena cursed in Russian. Barnes pushes into her with full force his cock slides deep inside her. Yelena grips the edge of the desk as he continued to rock her.

"Usually I like to take my time." Bucky leans forward. "But we are on a time limit so..." He kisses her cheek and pulls at her earlobe. Yelena moans with pleasure. She nudges her head and brushes against his growth. "Hmm." Bucky smiled.

Yelena turns and bites his lip. He groans. Yelena raises her leg and strokes his thigh. She pushes her tongue in his mouth and kisses him until it makes them both dazed.

"Yelena." He mumbled into the kiss. "Yelena." He repeated her name sounding more urgent. His need for her consumed him.

Bucky eventually pulls away and this earned another hard thrust from him. Yelena's legs drop and she is back flat on her stomach again completely at his mercy.

He laughs and grasps her ass. He slowly pulls himself out of her then quickly slams back into her again.

"Eбать!" (Fuck) She again cursed in Russian. "James!"

Another thrust.

"Oh my God!" She squealed.

He chuckles.

She covers her mouth with her hand not wanting to give him any more satisfaction but Bucky removes her hand and shakes his head.

"Don't stop." He said his voice becoming breathless. "I like it. The sounds you are making it is...It is so fucking hot and so..." His voice lowers. "Cексуальный." (Sexy)

She held her breath as the words travel into her ear. Hearing Barnes complimenting her in Russian made her suddenly weak to her knees.

Damm him for making her like this.

He is next to her grinning again.

"Bastard." She said but it came out weak and needy. This only made her groan.

His grin widens.

Eventually Yelena started to feel the fire forming at the bottom of her belly. She is close but she wasn't going to beg no way not to him so she squeezes her eyes shut and tries to hold on as much as she can.

"Yel." Yelena can feel Bucky trembling as he spoke. "I need to..."

Oh yes finally! She thought.

If she is being honest she couldn't hold on much longer.

"Fire away White Wolf." She tried to joke but with the burning feeling inside her the joke ended up coming out quite desperate and oh God did that sound like a beg?

Argh!

Bucky increases his hold on her. His strong arms wraps around her. Yelena feels the heat from the flesh and the cold from the metal. She found it disorienting and it ended up driving her over the edge.

Yelena bites down on her lip and stops the scream that threatened to form in case anyone heard. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she let it all out.

Barnes buried himself in the crook of her neck and grits his teeth as he too rode his orgasm out. Minutes later Bucky loosens his hold on her and they both lay on top of the desk panting and trying to catch their breath.

"Damm." Bucky managed to spit out. He takes another deep breath and shakes his head. "That was something."

Yelena does a small nod.

Something they can both agree on for once.

As Yelena gets dressed she turns to the White Wolf and says.

"We never speak of this again what we did does not leave this room understand?"

Bucky nods his face serious.

"I understand."

She throws her backpack on.

"Your dick has survived for now."

"For now?" He raises an eyebrow at her. "Are you saying there will be a next time Miss Belova?"

"I never said that."

He smiles and looks down as he puts his boots on.

"Whatever you say doll."

She glares at him.

"Don't call me that."

He gives her an innocent look.

"Okay."

Yelena rolls her eyes and sighs heavily.

"Come on let's get out of here." She said moments later.

...............

"Oh my God am I seeing things or is Barnes actually smiling?"

John Walker greeted the duo with a big grin on his face.

"Walker." Bucky said formally.

"Hey!" Yelena nods to the other Super Soldier. "We bring gifts."

"Great." Walker nods. "The others are next door."

Yelena again nods. She gives Bucky a small smile then goes and joins the others. Walker's attention turns back to Barnes again. He raises an amused eyebrow.

"What's got you in a good mood Barnes?"

"It's certainly not you." Bucky responded sarcastically. He then turns away and follows the White Widow

Walker places his hand on his chest and pretends to look offended.

"Ouch."

"I knew you would make it." Alexei greeted Yelena with a hug. "Well done soldier." He slaps Barnes on the back.

Bucky forced a smile followed by a nod.

"What did you find out?" Ava asked.

Antonia raises her head and waits patiently for the meeting to begin.

"Yes." Walker enters the room with his hands clasped. That shit-eating grin remained on his face. "What did you two love birds find out?"

Bucky coughs at that.

"Sorry did I say something wrong?" Walker gives a knowing look followed by a smirk.

Yelena felt the blush creeping back again.

Walker folds his arms and let out a "Oooh."

"Let's stick to the plan U.S Agent." Ghost glares at him.

"Yes let's do that." Yelena slams the papers down and begins explaining what her and Barnes have found.

Walker kept his eyes on Barnes.

Bucky is trying everything he can not to look at her ass.

It is very hard not to when her suit is so freaking tight.

Bucky grits his teeth and tucks his head into his folded arms.

Walker grins.

Alexei is oblivious.

When Yelena is done Walker is the first to speak up.

"Fascinating."

He wasn't referring to their discovery.

Bucky wanted to punch him.

"You guys should do more missions together." Walker nods. "You make a good team...Quite a pair."

Another blush went across Yelena's face. Ava seemed to caught on what is going on. She lowers her head and smiles to herself.

Taskmaster continued staring blankly.

Alexei nods along agreeing with the U.S Agent.

"Absolutely."

The bastard is still oblivious.

"I swear to God." Yelena groaned out loud.

"Shut up Walker." Bucky growled.

"I could always be third wheel." Walker offered.

"No!"

"You prefer privacy got it." Walker winked.

"I would prefer to throw you out of the window." Bucky glared.

"I would happily help you do that." Yelena chimed in.

"Okay." Walker raises his arms in surrender. "Look I'm happy for you both I'm serious I'm glad the mission went well." He smiles. "Congratulations I say."

Both respond with an eye roll.

"Anyone want some food? I'm starving." Walker changed the subject. The mischief glint remained in his eyes.

"Count me in." Alexei nods. "Hey Barnes." He puts his arm around the White Wolf. "Did I ever tell you the time when I..."

Bucky tuned the Red Guardian out as the big man led him out of the room. Barnes looks helplessly at Yelena. Yelena gives him a stern look followed by a subtle gesture to his balls.

Right manhood at risk here.

Or was it an invitation?

That woman never gives a straight answer.

Bucky smiles to himself. He is okay with that.

He loves a challenge after all.

The End

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ramen-flavored · 2 years

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We got the Thunderbolts!

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littlenahsstuff · 11 months

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Requests open!

What I write:

Only x reader

No male reader but all will be gender neutral unless specified otherwise when requested

No smut for now

Fluff

Angst

Darkfics (again no smut though)

Poly

Who I wrote for: (if not on this list you can still ask me)

-MCU

Natasha Romanov

Wanda Maximoff

Agatha Harkness

Kate Bishop

Yelena Belova

-Resident Evil: Village

Alcina Dimitrescu

Donna Beneviento

Bela Dimitrescu

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Daniela Dimitrescu

Mother Miranda

-Slashers

Tiffany Valentine

Amanda Young/The Pig

Laurie Strode(ik she ain’t but she’s in the genre)

-Abbot Elementary

Melissa Schemmenti

Janine Teagues

Ava Coleman

-Mean Girls

Regina George

Janis Caplan

Cady Heron

-Sarah Paulson

Pretty much any character besides Bette and Dot, TB Karen, and Mamie. Not exclusive to AHS

-Avatar the Last Airbender/ Legend of Korra

Azula

Katara

Kuvira

Korra

Asami

Lin Beifong

Kya

-Stardew valley

Abigail

Haley

Leah

Emily

Robin

Caroline

Sandy

-MISC.

Kara Danvers (Supergirl)

Lena Luther (supergirl)

Evelyn Deavor(Incredibles 2)

Other, I might do the character you want if I’ve heard of them

#amanda young x reader #sarah paulson x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #agatha harkness x reader #kate bishop x reader #Yelena belova x reader #tiffany valentine x reader #Laurie strode x reader #melissa schemmenti x reader #ava coleman x reader #janine teagues x reader #kara danvers x reader #evelyn deavor x reader

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sixwaystosundayao3 · 8 months

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Oh man, here goes nothing.

Here's a teaser from my FIRST STORY EVER (please be nice to me lmao) It's totally gonna be a slow process, but I've had parts of this story in my head for months so I figured might as well write it down. Still untitled, Bucky-centric Thunderbolts (MCU) with slow(ish) burn Bucky/Ava (because I need them to end up together. Like I NEED IT.)

As Ava enters the facility’s gym, she takes stock of the…interesting cast of characters before her. All of them seemed familiar in some way, she guessed she had either researched or run into each of them during her time with SHIELD.

A muscular looking blond man sits on a weight bench to her left, lifting some of the biggest dumbbells she’s ever seen. He flashes her a dazzling smile, and she recognizes him as the former Captain America. Walker, she thinks his name is. She heard he had been stripped of his title after murdering a man with the shield. Yikes, best to avoid him for now.

Judging from the accents, the two bickering on the mats in the center of the room, a younger-looking woman and a middle-aged man, must have been former Russian special forces. She couldn’t exactly make out what they were saying, but they seemed close - in her line of work usually an interaction like the one she was witnessing would end in bloodshed, so she guesses they’re trading empty barbs.

A woman sporting some horrific looking scars sits off to the side of the mats, observing those around her. Sensing a kindred spirit, Ava approaches her. She lowers herself to the ground next to the scarred woman - other than a brief glance of acknowledgement, the woman makes no move to start a conversation. They sit in silence for a few minutes, taking in their surroundings. It isn’t until then that Ava notices a lone figure propped up against the far wall, almost hidden in the shadows. The dark-haired man is dressed in black tac pants and boots, with a black leather jacket, as if he was intentionally trying to remain unseen. He stands arms crossed, a bored looking scowl on his face, as though he doesn’t want to be here. His eyes are locked on the two in the center of the room - occasionally one of them shouts something to him in Russian. So that must make him the third Russian on the team. When she signed on she was told the team was a “cooperative endeavor” between former Russian and American special forces. She finally turns to the woman next to her and extends her hand. “Hi there, I’m Ava. Former SHIELD.” The woman makes no move to shake her hand, but nods in acknowledgement instead. She responds in a thick Russian accent, “Antonia. Red Room.”

“Oh, you’re Russian? I assumed the three over there were the Russians,” she says as she gestures towards the two on the mat and the man in the corner. Antonia follows Ava’s hand with her gaze, then looks back at Ava.

“Alexei and Yelena, yes. Barnes has a more…complicated history.”

Hmm, that means the guy in the corner, Barnes, is an American. And from what she remembers from Valentina’s debrief, apparently he’s their commanding officer. As Ava and Antonia chat on the side of the mat, Walker finishes his reps and approaches Barnes, clapping him on the left shoulder playfully. As Barnes twists away, his neutral mask cracks for a moment to betray his discomfort with the gesture. So those two don’t get along. They exchange a few words, Walker lets out a boisterous laugh, and then he disappears into the locker room. Barnes seems to shrink further into his corner.

Sensing she’ll get no further information from Antonia, Ava approaches the handsome man in the corner that everyone except her seems to know. The man flashes her a charming grin. “Hey, I’m Bucky” he drawls in a thick Brooklyn accent, holding out his hand.

“Ava Starr” she shakes his hand with a smile.

“You’re the only one here I haven’t worked with before, where you from?”

“I was SHIELD, until it collapsed a while back at least.” The man’s eyes widen and the color seems to drain from his face.

As if on cue, the burly Russian, Alexei, bellows as he approaches from the other side of the mat. “Come on Soldat, Yelena is tired of me. I want a rematch!”

“Alexei, I told you to stop calling him that!” Yelena snaps, now standing off to the side next to Antonia. Bucky appears even more uncomfortable, if that was even possible, as he looks nervously toward Ava.

“I’m not…that isn’t…” he stutters, his confident swagger from a few moments ago disappearing as he suddenly becomes very interested in his boots.

Ava senses his odd behavior has something to do with his background and why they’re all here. “Hey, I don’t judge,” she interjects. “You’re among friends here…” she spares a glance toward Alexei, “Or at least among peers. All of us have been forced to do awful things to survive. The world judges us enough, we shouldn’t judge each other as well.” When she says that, he flinches as though her words cause him physical pain. He finally looks up and makes eye contact, takes a deep breath, and gives her a shy smile. “Thank you, Ava. I really needed to hear that.”

In the short time Ava had been speaking to Bucky, Walker had returned from the locker room and seemed to be absolutely on board with Alexei’s need to battle for dominance or what-have-you. “Come on Buck, show him why you’re in charge.” Bucky grits his teeth and glances over at Yelena. “I’m not getting out of this, am I?” She smiles and shakes her head, shrugging.

Bucky removes his leather jacket, folds it, and places it neatly on the ground, revealing a black and gold prosthetic arm. He begrudgingly makes his way to the center of the mat, where Alexei is making a show out of stretching. “Come on, comrade,” he quips as he approaches Alexei’s position, “let’s get this over with.” With that, Alexei barrels toward Bucky like a freight train. Bucky easily dodges out of the way and playfully boxes Alexei on the side of the head as he passes by. The man is surprisingly light on his feet for someone his size - he moves like water, gracefully setting himself into position for Alexei’s next move. Alexei turns, surprised, and resumes his advance. Again, Bucky dodges and parries. The routine goes on for several minutes, Bucky going from annoyed at the inconvenience, to amused, to grinning like the Cheshire Cat as Alexei tries and fails to strike him. Ava laughs. Bucky is toying with him. He may not have wanted to fight in the first place, but if he can’t avoid it he’s sure as hell going to enjoy it.

“Dzheyms, please just kick his ass so we can all move on with our day,” Yelena calls from the sidelines. Bucky turns and winks at her.

#bucky barnes #thunderbolts #thunderbolts mcu #ava starr #john walker #alexei shostakov #yelena belova #antonia dreykov #winter soldier #ghost mcu #winterghost #bucky x ava

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ao3feed-avatrice · 8 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Warrior Nun (TV), Hawkeye (TV 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sister Beatrice/Ava Silva, minor Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop - Relationship Characters: Sister Beatrice (Warrior Nun), Ava Silva, Yelena Belova, Kate Bishop Additional Tags: Crossover, Warrior Nun x Hawkeye Crossover, Gay Panic Beatrice, Jealous Ava Silva, Flirty Yelena Belova, Jealous Scene Rewritten Summary:

“Ava..,” Beatrice began. “Are you jealous?”

Ava scoffs as if it was the craziest thing she’s ever heard,

“Me? Jealous, pfft. No that’s..that’s crazy. Why would I be jealous?”

“Ava..”

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or rewriting the jealous scene to create an unlikely crossover (Warrior Nun x Hawkeye MCU)

#avatrice #ava x beatrice #beatrice x ava #ava silva #sister beatrice #warrior nun #ao3 avatrice #yelena x kate #kate x yelena #crossover #hawkeye #yelena belova #kate bishop #disney #marvel #bishlova

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playboysaleen · 1 year

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Scrolling through my Tumblr feed:

- MCU: Wanda x reader fic

- MCU: Natasha gif

- Wednesday: Wednesday Addams gif

- Jenna gif/ Edit

- Avatrice Incorrect quotes

- theories for season 3 warrior nun.

- Gawking over Kristina Tonteri-Young

Me: ah… I love it here.

#kristina tonteri young #avatrice #ava silva #marvel #wanda maximoff x you #natasha romanoff #yelena belova fanfiction #stream warrior nun #warrior nun #wednesday x reader #wednesday

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beelicious-and-fictitious · 1 year

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Just The Girls Masterlist

Main Masterlist

This is a collection of my all of my fics written as pairings for fictional female characters with not enough content to justify having their own masterlist. All NSFW fics are marked as SMUT!

Some of the beautiful girls you’ll find here are Yelena Belova, Ava Starr, Selina Kyle, and others!

Reader Inserts

---MARVEL UNIVERSE---

Ava Starr (Hanna John-Kamen) from Ant-man And The Wasp 2018

Strawberry Soda | 1k words | there’s this gorgeous girl you keep seeing in your favorite mini-mart and it’s time to introduce yourself

No Touching | 1.7k words | follows Strawberry Soda; something strange happens during one of your ‘just friends’ movies dates

A Real Date | 1.8k words | follows No Touching; you and Ava try to go on a dinner date that doesn’t go according to plan

Old Stomping Ground | 1.6k words | follows A Real Date; showing Ava your favorite location in post-Chitauri invasion New York

Yelena Belova (Florence Pugh) from Black Widow 2020 & Hawkeye (tv show 2021)

The One Where She Got A Dog | 1.8k words | or how Yelena became a dog mom (thanks to you)

---DC Extended Universe---

Cat Woman (Selina Kyle) [link]

Mourning Black | 1.1k words | you don’t know it yet, but your seamstress days are at an end when an old hero stumbles upon you (link above)

Furs Thirst | 1k words | you’re just a henchwoman and she’s her own villain (link above)

Have A Seat, Dear | 1.3k words SMUT | you are jealous and insecure, especially ever since your girlfriend got a new ‘pet Bat’ (link above)

Day Twenty One: Candle Wax | 1.7k words | From Kinktober 2021: you and Selina are just two Gothamite girls doing your best to survive

---Star Wars/ Mandalorian---

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imaginedanvrs · 3 months

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summary: yelena belova x reader. when natasha takes you under her wing, she becomes like family, and the last thing you want is to lose that. but when you meet her younger sister who you know is off limits, you have to decide between what you really want and hope for minimal damage

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warnings: nothing, just platonic romantic fluff with a hint of angst at the end

Yelena scratched her fingers under Marty’s chin as the pair of them waited for you to reemerge from the small supermarket. You had been in there a while and the blonde was beginning to wonder if you had been somehow kidnapped in the building. She wouldn’t put it past you. Just as she was about to send you a text, you came out of the exit with your rucksack noticeably full.

“What took so long?” Yelena grumbled.

“I wasn’t even that long,” you defended as you started out of the parking lot.

“I thought you had been kidnapped,” she huffed.

“You said that when I took too long in the toilets last time we went out for lunch.”

“Kate agreed with me,” Yelana stated.

“It’s not my fault I got lost!” The blonde hummed thoughtfully.

“And you're leading the hike?” She queried. You shot her a dirty look that she merely grinned at.

“Don’t you trust me, Belova?” You nudged.

“I am just hoping that Marty is secretly the leader,” she said. Marty looked back at the blonde upon hearing his name. “Am I right?” Marty barked back. “Thank goodness,” Yelena muttered loud enough for you to hear.

“Ass,” you muttered back.

You made it to the start of the trail without digging into your snack supply too much, mainly due to Yelena scolding you for doing so, and made your way through the start of the forest. There was a light chill to the breeze that you knew you would be grateful for once you began to work up a sweat and enough sunshine to pak through the gaps in the trees. As you predicted, there weren’t that many people around due to it being a weekday morning so you let Marty off the lead to ‘scout ahead’ as Yelena called it, leaving the two of you to stroll side by side.

You didn’t talk much, not feeling the need to fill the comfortable silence that allowed you to focus on the scenery around you, until you felt Yelena’s familiar hand slip into yours. You were taken aback at first, risking a glance at the blonde who seemed tentative about her actions. You smiled, not saying anything, and interlaced your fingers with her own. It felt right.

“How often do you come out here?” Yelena asked as she watched Marty take interest in an oak tree.

“Whenever I get the chance, not as much as I used to though,” you answered.

“Why not?”

“I guess I used to come out here more when I needed to clear my head, around the time I met Nat actually, and I don’t tend to need that so much these days.” You could tell Yelena had some follow up questions there so you swiftly continued. “Besides, I don’t always have the time and I never want to drag Nat out here after her missions and Kate’s not good with nature and neither is Ava so,” you shrugged.

“Is Ava the coworker?”

“That’s the one,” you nodded. A beat passed between you.

“She seems friendly,” Yelena noted, yet her tone seemed to suggest otherwise.

“Yeah, she’s also really into your sister.” Yelena looked like a deer caught in headlights. You chuckled and gave her hand a light squeeze.

“That might be good for her, maybe if she got laid she wouldn’t interrogate me about my love life so much,” Yelena huffed.

“She does?” You queried, surprised that Natasha was actually so upfront about that with her sister.

“Everytime I see her,” Yelena grumbled.

“What do you tell her?” You asked, keeping your focus on Marty as he paused to wait for you to catch up.

“I tell her I have fun,” Yelena said simply. You nodded, not sure what to make of that summary. The blonde recognised your silence though perhaps misreading your mood. “I don’t tell her about you, don’t worry,” she insisted.

“Do you want to?” You didn’t think before you spoke. Yelena didn’t answer for a long moment, making you realise that you had never actually asked the blonde how she felt about keeping your secret from her sister. You never thought that, given how close they were, that might be an aspect of her life Yelena would want to share with her big sister. You had Kate to talk about it with, who did Yelena have?

“I don’t know,” she finally said, though she sounded unsure.

“Really?” You stopped, pulling on Yelena’s hand gently so that she paused as well. She looked to the floor and you lifted her chin with your thumb.

“I want whatever you want,” she said, sounding almost too devoted. “Come on,” she smiled, pulling you back to the trail. “I want to see where this ledge is.”

“It’s just up there,” you pointed left to a steep hill half a mile away, struggling to forget the obvious signs that Yelena wasn’t as comfortable with your secret as you were, not that you were particularly enjoying it yourself.

Marty seemed to recognise the area because he started to dash on ahead until you called him back, cautious of him getting too excited by the ledge. He came back to your side promptly and you compromised with his eagerness by sprinting up the final stretch with him until you reached the top. The ledge overlooked the entire trail with a sea of trees beneath them and the city just beyond it. You could only hear the faint hum of New York if you listened closely for it, otherwise it was pure peace.

“This is a cool view,” Yelena stated as she gazed out.

You took your rucksack off and pulled out the flannel print picnic blanket that you had triple checked for before you left the apartment, and laid it down on the ground. Yelena joined you as you pulled out the food you had brought, some of which being new to the blonde, and got Marty’s water bowl that you filled with water.

“I’m sure you’ve seen some pretty cool views before this.”

“Yes, I was always the best sniper so I always got the sights,” Yelena recalled somewhat fondly, as though they provided a silver lining in hindsight. “Lots of cities,” she added.

“What was your favourite?”

“Amsterdam,” Yelena answered immediately.

“Did you go to the red light district?” You asked, only half joking.

“Where else would I have been?” She deadpanned. “Our transportation was late so I got to go sightseeing a little.”

“I’m sure you got an eyeful,” you accused, making the blonde chuckle without denying anything.

“So what if I did, you would too,” she pointed out.

“If I ever go I’ll let you know,” you said. Yelena hummed as she rummaged through the snacks you brought.

“What is a twinkie?” Yelena questioned as she held up the packaged cake.

“Something you need to try if you're gonna stay in America,” you told her almost sincerely.

“Nat said she would bring me back food from England,” Yelena said as she opened the treat.

“She better be bringing me some too!” You exclaimed.

“Perhaps I will share,” she considered.

“I can’t see you as the sharing type,” you grumbled.

“Depends how good it tastes,” Yelena muttered back. You bit back a smile.

You spent some time with the blonde introducing her to the western foods she hadn’t yet tried, most of which she surprised herself by enjoying, while she pointed out the different species of birds that could be heard from the ledge.

“I never knew you were such a bird head,” you quipped.

“I thought this was basic knowledge,” she objected.

“The red room thought that was basic knowledge?”

“I can also identify types of snakes,” she said.

“That’s pretty cool,” you admitted.

“Snakes are very cool,” Yelena corrected. “I want one.”

“I would come over to see that.”

“Just to see that?” She asked, a small smirk playing on her lips.

“What else would I be there for?” You asked, a coy smile starting on your own lips.

“Maybe the owner of the really cool snake,” she replied, leaning closer to you.

“Well I guess she sounds like a fun person to hang out with too,” you muttered, placing a hand on the blonde’s cheek to pull her in for a tender kiss, both of you smiling.

“Come on,” you said as you pulled away. “There's a creek a little way North that Marty likes swimming in.” Yelena helped you pack up before you both made your way back down the hill with Marty starting on ahead, his tail whipping through the air frantically.

This time, you were the one to reach out and take Yelena’s hand, swinging it comfortably as you felt her give you a soft grin. “How does the assassin keep her hands so soft?” You queried aloud.

“It’s important to moisturise,” she said simply, enjoying the way you ran your thumb over the back of her hand.

You made it to the creek within an hour, comforted by the fact that it was entirely the same as the previous times you had visited. As you strolled down, you found the thick oak tree that had fallen over the creek what looked to be years prior and didn’t hesitate to climb onto it with Yelena close behind. You held out your hands steadily, cautious of any slippery spots and occasionally feeling Yelena’s hands on your waist to steady you. You made it to the middle and sat down, your shoes barely an inch above the water.

Marty stood several feet in front of you in the creek, unaffected by the gentle current that only reached his stomach in the deeper areas. You kept a watchful eye on him as you picked up the stick on the tree and threw it as hard as you could, making Marty go bounding after it. Yelena laughed lightly as she observed your dog find the stick with impressive ease and come bouncing back, surprising you both when he stood in front of the blonde to give her the stick.

“Does that mean he thinks I’m in charge?” Yelena asked as she took the stick and threw it back into the creek, getting it significantly further than you did.

“He has good intuition like that,” you said, taking your phone out to snap a couple photos of Marty running back.

“And you found him in a dumpster?” Yelena recalled.

“Yeah, he was being kicked out by a family of raccoons,” you said, remembering how you had been passing by the alley when you heard the commotion.

“And he protects you every night,” Yelena mused, throwing the stick again.

“In his defence, he was injured at the time! I took him to the vet and… I don’t know. I guess I thought it would be good for both of us if he stayed with me. He seemed to agree,” you recalled. “He stopped my nightmares,” you added after a pause.

Yelena glanced your way for a second then looked back at the creek, considering her words. “What did you dream about?” She asked outright. You didn’t mind.

“I kind of used to hack into S.H.I.E.L.D before I started working for them,” you started. Yelena looked at you with a wide grin, seeming somewhat impressed.

“No way,” she laughed. “And they hired you?”

“Thanks to Nat,” you nodded. “Anyway I used to pass on the information I found to some not great people and it got a lot of people hurt,” you explained, the guilt still present. “So I used to dream about what happened to them, because of me.” Yelena stared down at the water running beneath her, knowing that feeling of guilt all too well.

“You help people now though,” she said. “You made it work.”

“Yeah,” you smiled. You had rebuilt your life the way you wanted it, you couldn’t dwell on past mistakes.

You stayed by the creek until Marty eventually tired himself out and decided to head back. Yelena hopped down first, greeting Marty several steps ahead and giving you a chance to take your phone out again and take a swift photo of the blonde while she was distracted. You smiled at the moment you had captured and pocketed the device before Yelena noticed.

The blonde gave a dramatic cry of distress when Marty began to shake all of the water from his body while Yelena was standing too close. “You’re not ready for a dog if you didn’t see that coming,” you called to her. She gave you a middle finger in response as she wiped the droplets from her face.

“Now I’ll have to shower you both down,” you told her with a tut.

“I’m not sharing your shower time with your dog,” she told you with a glare though she held out her hand to take your backpack from you to give you a break.

“Thank you for showing me this,” Yelena said.

“Thanks for coming,” you shrugged. “I knew you would like it and you’re not bad company,” you quipped.

“You’re not so bad yourself, detka,” she smiled. You loved when she called you that, but you were admittedly more conscious of it since pondering the ethics of keeping what you and Yelena had a secret.

“We’ll tell Nat soon,” you said suddenly. Tell her what you weren’t sure, having never used any label with Yelena before. “Just let me get my will finalised first.” Yelena gave you a soft smile that you got the impression from that she wasn’t entirely certain.

“We don’t have to,” she assured but that didn’t matter to you now that you knew how she really felt. You needed to ask Yelena what you would even tell her sister. It felt like you were more than friends with benefits but to say it aloud? To be the one to do it? You didn’t want to risk discovering you were wildly misreading your connection to Yelena. You didn’t want to be the one to admit you wanted to be more than that. You didn’t ruin what you hoped to someday look back on as your first date.

You didn’t look up when you heard the six small wheels run across the floor in front of your desk followed by the dull thud of your coworker propping her elbows up next to your screen. She peered around to gain an awkward look at your work before setting her gaze on you. You cracked a smile but didn’t meet her gaze having been used to Ava’s interruptions since you first met her.

“You wanna come over to eat leftover pizza and watch cringy reality shows tonight?” She asked.

“I don’t even get fresh pizza?” You quipped.

“I’m too broke to spend on you,” she said with a grin until you swiped your hand out to knock her elbows off your desk.

“Some other time, Nat’s coming over tonight.” It had been a while since you had seen the redhead. She had been away for a few months which you had leant to be normal in the years that you had known her, but it didn’t mean you hadn’t missed the Russian.

“Tell her I say hi,” Ava smirked.

“Stop trying to get in her pants, she’s too much of a workaholic to try that with,” you chuckled as you saved your latest report.

“As long as she’s not straight I can still work my magic.”

“Work it at Stark's next party,” you said with a pointed look. As much as you loved Ava, you weren’t going to spend your rare evening with Natasha as a wingwoman.

“Fine,” Ava huffed with a smile as she pushed herself back from your desk and wheeled back to her own in the office chair to grab her bag as you did the same.

The walk back to your apartment was as safe as they came. Once you reached the mainland, it was a ten minute walk to your apartment complex with every step of the way being unofficial S.H.I.E.L.D grounds just like your apartment. In some sense, it was a safehouse. Not all of its tenants were those that needed some precautionary protection, but they were all S.H.I.E.L.D personnel.

In your first year working at S.H.I.E.L.D it was mandatory that you lived in the building, partly as house arrest and partly from genuine concern. Though you had struck a deal with division that let you off lightly, there was still a trial period needed to ensure that you had the intentions you claimed you did. But they had also never found Rae. She never returned to your old apartment though occasional public security footage showed that she was still out there and able to avoid S.H.I.E.L.D with alarming ease.

After the first year, you were welcome to continue staying in the apartment building and Natasha had insisted that you should for your own safety. The redhead had given you various self defence lessons and encouraged you to take the ones S.H.I.E.L.D offered, then told you it was best to stay at the building for practicality. Then she had told you, in a less guarded tone, that she wanted you to be safe. That protectiveness had only grown over time.

When Natasha arrived, she brought with her a six pack of beers which you knew meant a lot of catching up. “Hey, flash drive,” she said as she hugged you in the doorway, holding on for a second longer than usual despite holding the pack. Yeah, she had a lot to catch you up on and she wasted no time in doing it.

“Then, being the dumbass she is, she put her batons together and shoved them into the propeller! Luckily I had a parachute pack on and got to her quick enough to get it on her otherwise I would have been so pissed at her!” Natasha exclaimed before taking the final swig of her beer.

“She sounds badass,” you input as you tried to visualise everything Natasha described. Her little sister sounded like somewhat of a firecracker and you were dying to see that in person. Maybe it was just the alcohol in your system, but Natasha made Yelena sound like someone you definitely wanted to get a drink with.

“I’m sure you two would get on great,” Natasha said as she rolled her eyes with a small smile.

“I hope I do meet her soon, I want to hear all about what you were like as a kid,” you admitted. Natasha shook her head as her smile widened, though a second too long passed for her to think about how things weren’t always good. You knew this, she had told you before. Once you had told Natasha about your time living with Rae, she had decided to share that vulnerability and tell you about the red room. So to hear that the redhead and her sister had been able to give them such a blow? You were thrilled for her.

“She’s helping the other widows now, the ones we couldn’t get to.” You hummed, thinking about the scale of what Yelena was taking on. “I told her I would help as much as I can but…” she gestured around.

“The rest of the world needs you to,” you shrugged, knowing that was what she meant.

“I wouldn’t be back if I wasn’t so sure I was leaving it in safe hands,” Natasha admitted. “I just hope she's not doing anything I wouldn't do, especially with Alexia there to encourage her.”

“You wouldn't be happy if she did some of the things you do actually do,” you pointed out.

“That's different!” She exclaimed with a laugh. “I have a lot of big sister nagging time to make up for! Just wait until she has her first girlfriend.” Oh?

Natasha must have noticed you taking note of that because she tapped your cheek with the back of her index finger. “Don't even think about it,” she warned with a knowing smile, making it impossible to tell if she was joking or not. You were about to ask, but Natasha was reaching for the TV remote. “And you better not have been watching Survivor without me.”

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requests open!!

Hello!! Requests are now open for one-shots and multi-part fics! Please send in requests!

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Love Across the Galaxy 🌌 | Helmut Zemo Imagine

Contains spoilers for GOTG Vol.3

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Characters & Pairings: Baron Helmut Zemo x Roman Goddess/Guardians!reader (romantic), The Thunderbolts—Baron Zemo, Bucky Barnes, Thaddeus Ross, Valentina Alegra De Fontaine, John Walker, Ghost, Justin Hammer, Taskmaster, Yelena, & Red Hulk (platonic), The Guardians of the Galaxy—Quill, Mantis, Nebula, Drax, Rocket, Groot, Kraglin, & Cosmo (platonic)

Content Warnings: profanity, light angst, fluff, mentions of death, fighting & violence, spoilers for GOTG Vol.3 (don’t read if you haven’t seen it!) | female!reader (she/her) | wc: 4.9k

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Premise: In which Baron Helmut Zemo, hater of the Avengers and desire to rid the planet of enhanced beings, becomes a member of the antihero team led by General Thaddeus Ross & CIA Director Valentina Fontaine where he meets the legendary group of misfits turned Guardians of the freakin Galaxy and loses his heart to a Goddess with a love for 80s music and talent for cutting of limbs.

Note: GOTG Vol 3 has permanently altered my brain chemistry and I cannot stop thinking about it. Truly the best film since Endgame & it’s inspired me cause I’m also back to loving Zemo again. I refuse to believe Marvel would give us a Thunderbolts film w/o Zemo so I will make sure he’s in this team.

After learning about all the Gods in Thor: Love & Thunder, picture you are Minerva, the Roman Goddess of Wisdom & War (Roman equivalent to the Greek’s Athena) and has cosmic powers similar to the Eternal’s Thena and has been with the Guardians since the events of the first GOTG film.

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Fall 2023

“I don’t see why we need these people to help us,” Zemo rolled his eyes, strolling beside General Ross with the rest of the team around them. Once outside the cool breeze hit him, ruffling the lapels of his coat as his eyes squinted from the bright light.

Ross lets out a tired sigh, “Because, Zemo, as much as it galls me to admit it this threat is far beyond what we can deal with. It’s not terrestrial and chances are these…” he had trouble coming up with the word, “let’s just say they’re more experienced for this situation.”

They all stop before the flight line. It’s clear all around them with no sign of an approaching vessel.

“Who are these guys again?” Justin Hammer popped some jelly beans in his mouth. John looks down at the file in his hands, making a face as he does.

“They call themselves…The Guardians of the Galaxy.”

“Oh God,” Bucky moans, immediately making mental notes to protect his mental arm knowing a certain talking animal was on the hunt for it. He was gonna have to sleep with one eye open.

Zemo raises his brow, “Friends of yours, James?” Bucky is not pleased by the assumption.

“I wouldn’t call them that.”

“Aren’t they part of the Avengers?” Ava’s tone is slightly disapproving. While Scott Lang and the Pym/Van Dyne’s helped her, she still got bad rep despite doing what she did to survive.

Zemo, not happy with the idea of working with Avengers, snatches the file from Walker.

“Not technically,” Ross replies while Zemo reads over the page. “They arrived with Thor in 2018 against the first battle with Thanos, remained an associate to the team while continuing whatever the hell it is they do in space, and returned in 2023 to defeat the purple bastard once and for all.”

“Did you fight with them, Bucky?” Yelena asks from beside the soldier.

“Yeah,” the memory appears in his mind. Specifically where he grabbed Rocket by the scruff and spun them in circles to cover more area as they fired off their guns. “Our interactions were brief…but memorable.”

The Baron had seen many things over the years, like the rest of humanity with the formation of the Avengers and reveal of intergalactic and enhanced beings, but to stay he wasn’t thinking, ‘what the fuck?’ by the picture in front of him would be a lie.

An earthling turned ravager, a blue mercenary, a woman with antennas, a genetically engineered raccoon, a living tree, a gray alien that could take down Thor, a man with a metal Mohawk, a telekinetic dog, and an exiled sword wielding Goddess. All misfits and outcasts, mostly space criminals turned superhero guardians of the cosmos.

Well….they were quite the bunch.

“They are not still with the Avengers, I take it?” Zemo wanders around, eyes lingering on the Goddess. White streaks adorned her natural hair color, eyes gold and lips painted with what appeared to be a permanent smirk. She wore a gold and white headpiece that had an owl extending its wings.

Name/Alias: Minerva, Goddess of War; Race: Deity; Planet of Origin: Caelum; Age: approx. 2500 yrs (39 Earth yrs); Occupation: Warrior/Mercenary/Defender of the Andromeda Galaxy; Allegiance: The High Council of Caelum (formerly), Guardians of the Galaxy, Thor, God of Thunder, The Avengers (formerly); Abilities: Cosmic manipulation, enhanced strength, agility, speed, & durability, thermal detection & mental teleportation; Specialization: artillery and battle strategy.

Ross let out a sigh, “only when the planet is about to go to shit due to an intergalactic threat. Which we’ve now got on our hands, but considering the Avengers are all on sabbatical I’m sending you in,” he checks his watch, “but I need all the extra hands and like I said, they’re experienced.”

Zemo stares at the blank sky, “How will we know they've arrived?”

“Believe me,” Ross mutters under his breath. “You’ll know.”

A loud rumbling noise caught everyone’s attention, gazes turning upward as a hexagon shaped breech in the sky revealed a very large spaceship in its wake, followed by the distinct lyrics of AC/DC’s ‘Back to Black.’

“Back in black. I hit the sack. I’ve been too long, I’m glad to be back. Yes, I’m let loose. From the noose. That’s kept me hanging about.”

“Oh my,” Yelena breathed out, hair flying back from the gust of wind. Zemo lifted a hand to cover his face from the leaves, as did the others, many wide eyed.

“I’ve been looking at the sky. ‘Cause it’s gettin’ me high. Forget the hearse ‘cause I never die. I got nine lives. Cat’s eyes. Abusin’ every one of them running wild.”

“Great song,” Justin voiced, grinning from ear to ear. The ship made its descent, music getting louder.

“‘Cause I’m back. Yes, I’m back. Well, I’m back,” it approached the tarmac, “Yes, I’m back. Well, I’m back, back.” wheels hit the tarmac, engine powering down but music still blasting, “Well, I’m back in black,” the ship doors opened, revealing steps extending to the ground, “Yes, I’m back in black.”

It was almost like a scene from a movie. Slow-motion if one will by how the Guardians exited their ship and stepped foot on the tarmac with AC/DC on full volume. All dressed in their new suits of red and blue leather with the Ravager flames on the chest.

Arriving in style.

Quill led with the rest flanking his sides. Drax munching on snacks while Nebula looked menacing and Groot towered over everyone. Cosmo had her tongue out in excitement, Rocket carrying his gun strapped to his back. Mantis’s chin held high, like she was on top of the world and Kraglin trying not to appear lost. Lastly Minerva was drinking a caprisun, Ray Bans covering her gold eyes.

Zemo tilts his head in amusement at the sight. He expected the Goddess, of war nonetheless, to have a more menacing approach like Nebula considering her reputation. But she was just as relaxed and laid back as Drax.

The Guardians walked several paces until they were directly in front of the Thunderbolts. It was then the music stopped, Ross being the first to address them. “You sure know how to make an entrance.”

Quill gave a smug grin, “We know.” Hands go to his hips, “You’re wearing a suit so you must be the boss man. Although I believe there’s also a boss lady we’re here to do business with.”

“Director Fontaine is currently occupied. She’ll be arriving in the morning.”

“I assume we won’t be knowing a damn thing until that happens, huh?”

Ross tightens his lips, “You assume correctly.”

“I told you we should’ve handled it on our own,” Minerva’s glances to Quill annoyed. Surprised by her voice, Zemo's eyebrows raised at her sudden input. Her accent was slightly Italian given her mythological origin is Roman.

Quill clicked his tongue, “We don’t have authority here, Minnie.”

“Midgard is part of the Andromeda Galaxy. Technically we should.”

Now the man was giving her a pointed look after Ross’s body language turned defensive, “I’d rather not get our asses thrown in Earth’s prison system. We go by the rules—the ones we established.”

Minerva grumbles under her breath, finishing the last remnants of her juice pouch, “Would’ve finished the job faster. They wouldn’t even know we were here.”

“Okay well, we’re doing things this way. We’re here as a team to work with a team. Right, Mr. Secretary?”

Ross’ disapproving eyes linger on Minerva, who in return rolls her own, before turning his attention back to Quill, “Yes. Now let’s move on shall we?”

He lets out a breath of relief, “Agreed.” Bidding a warning look to each of his teammates, they all wait for what the man in the suit has to say. Ross extends a hand to the people on either side of him.

“This is my team. All with different levels of skill and experience. Justin Hammer is our tech and weapons specialist,” Justin gives a wave, “Yelena Belova,” Ross points to the blonde in a white tactical suit, “former Black Widow and master assassin.” At the mention of Black Widow Rocket, Nebula, and Minerva all tense, faces becoming solemn at the memory of Natasha. They were the three remaining Guardians during the blip, becoming close with the Avenger.

“Ava Starr, she can phase through anything,” they all look impressed, finding the talent cool. “Antonia Dreykov, who we like to call Taskmaster.”

“Why’s that?” Kraglin asked intrigued.

“She has photographic reflexes and can mimic your fighting powers. Basically use your own moves against you.”

“Niceeee,” all the Guardians echo. Ross points to the two individuals in between Zemo and Yelena.

“Our super soldiers, Captain John Walker and I believe you all know Sergeant Barnes.” Bucky tightens his mouth with a curt nod.

“You still got that arm on ya?” Rocket muses, earning a nudge—well more like a kick—from Minerva. The rest of the Thunderbolts besides Bucky all become wide-eyed at the talking Raccoon…even though it said on the file he could.

But how the fuck else were they suppose to react to a talking raccoon?

All Bucky does is glare, “Don’t even think about it.” Rocket shrugs, “Worth a shot.”

“Why is that one carrying a giant frisbee?” Drax’s mouth is filled with Zargnuts. Walker, the man in question, becomes visibly offended.

“It’s a shield not a frisbee.” Zemo bites back a smirk at the soldier's tone. Not to mention the Guardians' reactions were priceless.

“A shield?” Mantis repeats confused.

“It’s a frisbee,” Drax mumbles.

“Like that circular object Minerva conjures to deflect attacks,” Nebula tiredly explains. Mantis’s mouth forms the shape of an ‘o’.

“And lastly,” Ross sounds just as exhausted as the cyborg, “Baron Helmut Zemo, former intelligence operative.”

“I am Groot,” Zemo’s attention goes to the tree alien, confused by his words. Minerva, seeing his expression, addresses it, “He says he likes your fancy cape.”

‘Cape?’ He thinks, but doesn’t comment on it and his perplexed reaction makes Minerva smirk. Instead Zemo says, “Well, I appreciate the compliment. Thank you.” Groot’s pleased, grinning wide like a child.

It’s then Quill’s turn to formally introduce the Guardians. The Thunderbolts bite back their own amusement at the nicknames and surprise of hearing the dog, Cosmo, speak through her suit with a distinct Russian accent. Afterwards Ross leads them all into the hangar, Minerva removing her sunglasses now that she was inside, allowing her gold eyes to be visible.

From there they all interact, awkwardly for the most part as they have no idea what the hell to do as they wait for further instruction. It soon becomes bickering and even challenging someone in hand-to-hand combat.

Well, what can you expect when a team of heroes meet a team of villains/anti heroes? Rivalry at its finest.

“Any day now, Quill,” Minerva groans, relaxing her stance. Across from her several feet away was Walker, confused by why she was taking so long to attack. They were standing in the middle of the squared off area with the teams surrounding them, but giving enough space to avoid being in the crossfire. Quill was scrolling through his Walkmen.

“What’s he doing?” Zemo whispers to Kraglin, eyes flicking back and forth from the human Guardian and the Goddess.

“Trying to find a good fight song. You know, get the vibes going.” Out on the square Minerva lets out a loud huff signaling her annoyance was increasing.

“Just give me another second—.”

“Quill.”

“I almost got it.”

“Pick a goddamn song!”

“Fine!” Quill shouts, randomly selecting the first one his finger hits. A second later Duran Duran’s ‘Hungry Like the Wolf,’ blasts through all the speakers attached to the Guardians arms. The antiheroes become perplexed, while also noting the song choice. Justin and Yelena started to bop their heads.

“Darken the city, night is a wire. Steam in the subway, earth is afire. (Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do)”

Minerva smirked, retaking her stance. As she lifts her hands, cosmic energy around her consorts to physical matter, taking the shape of a spear and shield in either hand. Wide eyes take over the Thunderbolts.

“Woman, you want me, give me a sign. And catch my breathing even closer behind. (Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do)”

“Wow,” Justin exhales. “In touch with the ground. I’m on the hunt, I’m after you.”

“That’s so cool,” Yelena muses, others muttering in agreement. “Smell like the sound, I'm lost in the crowd. And I’m hungry like the wolf.” Keeping his admirations to himself, Zemo watches the scene unfold in silence.

“First one to step or get thrown out of the square loses,” Bucky shouts over the music, “Ready….” Walker clutches the strap of his shield, Minerva twirling her spear once, “Fight!”

“Stalked in the forest, too close to hide,” Walker lets out a cry, charging at the Goddess. “I’ll be upon you by the moonlight side (Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do,” Minerva blocks his attack, pushing back slightly only to crouch to swipe at his legs, “High blood drumming on your skin, it’s so tight,” Walker dodges her spear, but fails to avoid her kick to his chest, sending him backward. “You feel my heat, I’m just a moment behind.” He brings his shield up in time as her spear barrels down at him. “Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do.”

They continue their one-on-one for several minutes, both coming close to getting the other out of the square and the song changing to ‘Cherry Bomb’ by The Runaways—a favorite amongst the Guardians. The entire time Zemo was mesmerized to say the least. Every move she made was effortless, showcasing strengths and ability to predict Walker's moves.

He hadn’t felt such attraction to a woman in so long. And here he was experiencing a feeling that was almost unfamiliar.

Ultimately Minerva wins the battle in what one would call a divine move. At the peak of the song, Minerva’s golden eyes glow bright resulting in the eyes of the owl headpiece to also glow and become animated. It takes form, coming to life and soars straight at Walker, throwing him off by covering his face.

“What the—uuugh!!” He’s flying through the air, back meeting the harsh ground with an audible groan. The owl leaves him, returning to Minerva and consorting back into a headpiece. When it does her eyes dim back to their normal hue. Her team broke out into whistles and hollars, meanwhile Walker’s were unimpressed.

“Guardians for the win!” Rocket cheered.

“I am Groot!”

“Never underestimate the power of Duran Duran!”

Minerva helps Walker up, “Not bad, soldier.” As she turns to head off the pad, her eyes lock with Zemo’s and a wink is sent his way. Heat rises in the Baron, glancing away to hide his smirk.

Oh boy, trouble was on the horizon.

Next Yelena went against Nebula. Their fight was even more intense and nearly ended in a draw. Eventually Yelena overpowered the cyborg and got her to step out of the square. It was a tie. Groot and Rocket teamed up against Ross in the form of the Red Hulk—which took a lot of convincing—the two claiming the win after fooling the General. Taskmaster beat out Quill, handing his ass to him which had the Guardians in a heap of laughter.

“I enjoyed that more than I should have,” Minerva teases, crossing her arms as she takes a spot beside Zemo. He glances at her, mirroring her expression.

“Not a common occurrence for your friend to lose a fight?”

She scoffs, “You’d be surprised by his record.”

Lastly Bucky went toe-to-toe with Drax, and of course Rocket had to yell, “Take his arm and give it to me!” And well….it ended with them tackling each other out of the square.They didn’t know who won at that point, so the teams were tied 2-2 initiating a debate on who should be crowned the best.

“Okay, let’s call it a day,” Ross announces, ending the squabbling between the groups. “Night’s upon us and frankly I could use a drink. We’ll return here first thing in the morning—7am sharp to discuss the threat and where to go,” he turns to Quill, “we’ve got sleeping quarters arranged for you all if you please. Otherwise my guess is you’ll remain in your ship?”

About an hour later, after both teams settled for the night, Zemo decided to take a walk around the flight line. It became a habit of his since joining the Thunderbolts. A way to clear his mind after a long day of briefings and training. He basked in the peace that came with being alone, but there were times he felt lonely and longing for company to share the peace with.

Ten years since losing his family and the pain never strayed. Yet, he managed to live with it. He accomplished his goal in 2016 when he tore apart the Avengers. Likely is to blame for the loss against Thanos resulting in half of the universe’s population turning into dust for five years.

Did he feel remorse for the consequences of his actions? Possibly. Did he regret it? No. At this rate he’s accepted the reputation he painted himself to be.

“Zemo, correct?” The sudden intrusion spooked the Baron, jumping slightly by the glowing eyes in the darkness. A moment later Minerva stepped into the lighting, eyes dimming to normal. She was still in her suit, though her hair was pulled back, white streaks seeping through the natural color.

“Yes, but you may call me Helmut,” he replied, nodding in greeting to the Goddess.

“Helmut,” she tests the name, “like the headwear people use when they ride bikes or spacesuits?”

“That’s one way to look at it, but yes I suppose so.”

“Interesting. What brings you out this late in the evening?”

He shrugs, “wanted to get away from the constant complaining of my comrades,” eyes go to the sky, “and I like to admire the stars.” Minerva moves to his right, glancing up as well.

“They’re much more incredible up close.” He peers down at her, not bothering to question her judgment. She lives in space after all.

“I bet so. I’m sure the view from here is nothing compared to what you’ve witnessed.”

She shrugs, “These stars you don’t even know if they’re still alive. It took years—possibly millions—for the light to reach Earth.” Zemo looks back up, focusing on the North Star.

“For all we know they burnt out ages ago.”

Their eyes connect, Zemo feeling a weight on his chest by the intensity of her gaze. It’s followed by unease when she says, “Natasha told me about you.”

Instantly he looks away, feeling an unfamiliar wave of dread. “Ah.” Here was a discussion he was not expecting, nor willing, to have.

But Minerva didn’t show criticism. In fact, her gaze and tone resembled understanding. “How do you do it?” The question took him aback.

“Do what, exactly?”

“Align yourself with people who go against what you stand for?” Minerva’s tone wasn’t condescending at all, only curious. “Most of your team are enhanced individuals—two are super soldiers to be exact. You went to many lengths to disband the Avengers and put an end to superheroes,” there’s a slight tilt of her head, eyeing the Baron with intrigue, “but you join a group consisting of people who fall between the spectrum of hero and villain where most are the exact thing you wished to eradicate. Not to mention led by two people you wouldn’t say you share similar moral values with. Why join them?”

For the first time in his life, Zemo was at a loss for words. Not a single word uttered as he tried to comprehend what Minerva had just confronted him with. How could he explain? Hell, he didn’t even know the real truth other than wanting to stay out of his cell. A big price to pay in exchange for freedom.

Minerva spoke again before he could respond, “I once committed an act similar to you,” the surprise is evident on Zemo, “Vengeance against those who were responsible for the death of my loved ones. It’s why I was exiled,” a frown appears, her attention returning to the stars. “So I understand you, probably better than anyone here. Understand why you committed those acts to destroy the Avengers. I don’t fault you for what you did—if I did it would make me a hypocrite. You’re not the villain Ross and the Avengers made you out to be.”

“How so?” His voice is strained, “what have you lost?” He didn’t mean to come off as defensive, but the conversation was bringing up emotions Zemo didn’t want to face.

“As Goddess of War all I knew was bloodshed. How to prevent it and how to fight it. Battle strategy was my domain, and the High Council knew better than to question my judgment,” she releases an exhale, “but Mars, the God of War and my brother, was my ultimate rival. He hated how much our father doted on me and agreed with plans I coordinated. It made him feel inferior. He’d do anything to prove himself.” Her tone remains neutral despite the painful memory surfacing.

Zemo remained quiet, picturing the scene as Minerva relayed it. Though stoic the Baron could see the pain and sadness lurking behind her eyes. Managing it as best she could for the sake of her friends. Who knows how many years it’d been since she lost whoever it was close to her. But the hole would always remain.

“To put it short,” she started again, bidding a glance, “Our home was under attack and his rash decision to slow down the enemy led to the death of my family—my husband and children.” Sympathy arose in the Baron, understanding her anguish, “An intentional move on Mars’ part because he believed I wouldn’t be fit to remain on the High Council after stuffing such a loss, therefore he would take my place as Head Commander of our armies and my father’s second Command.”

“He wasn’t exiled?” The question left Zemo before he could stop it. Confused by how the God avoided persecution for his crime, Minvera was shunned. “Your family was targeted.”

Minerva’s smile was bitter, “because their deaths were a result of war, the High Council viewed it as collateral. They failed to see Mars’ responsibility, believing he didn’t intend to kill them. So, I took it upon myself to bring justice. Not only to Mars but also the High Council.” Her smile fell once more, “I made sure they would pay. And they did, but it was far from over after finishing the job. Those who survived didn’t hesitate to throw me out to the wolves once I was contained.”

Zemo nods his head, “where did you go afterward if you don’t mind me asking?”

“I was imprisoned on Xandar for some time,” well they certainly had some things in common, “Once I escaped I became what your people would call a bounty hunter. Where it led me to meeting those clowns I now call my family,” she pauses before adding, “and escaping prison for a second time. Only it was to save the Galaxy.”

The laugh that escapes Zemo surprises him, “I guess it all worked out then.” Once more they lock eyes, twinkling against the stars shining down above.

“I suppose it did.”

Three Years Later

Zemo raced out the door the moment he awoke to rumbling that shook the foundation of his home. After three years he’d recognize the sound in an instant, only this time it was without warning.

An action that rarely occurred.

Throwing on his coat and house slippers, the clock read 2:30 am, flooding the Baron with worry. ‘What is she doing here at this hour?”

Usually when Minerva drops in she gives Zemo a heads up. A day or two’s notice, but recently he couldn’t get a hold of her and passed it off as the Guardians on a job. With the unexpected visit, so late at night, Zemo instantly knew something was wrong.

Hurrying out to the front lawn right as her ship landed, Zemo jogged to where the stairs extended. When they did, the doors revealed his Goddess, still wearing her suit, standing before him. Zemo noted the exhaustion painting her demeanor. Dark circles beneath her eyes, which appeared dimmer than usual, and scars indicating recently healed wounds.

His arms are around her the moment she’s within distance, her own around his neck, “This is a surprise.”

“Sorry I didn’t call,” the exhaustion was evident in her voice. Barely above a whisper causing Zemo to tighten his hold.

“It’s alright, darling. I’m just glad to see you are okay,” his hand runs along her hair, “wanna tell me what happened?” He hears her sniff, increasing his dread, “Close call?”

“Too many,” her voice cracks and there’s a pause. “We almost lost Rocket. We saved him thankfully, but then we nearly lost Peter. And I almost—,” she stops short, not wanting to relive her near death experience. “This was…it was too much for all of us, Helmut.” A kiss is pressed to her head, offering comfort.

“Let’s get you inside, mein schatz.” Zemo leads Minerva into the home, sitting her in the living room while he goes to put a kettle on the stove. Filling two cups of cherry blossom tea, Minerva’s favorite, he joins her in the living room.

After taking her first sip of the brew, Minerva removes the headpiece from her hair and makes herself comfortable before giving Zemo a play-by-play of the past three days. He stays quiet, listening intently but visibly reacts with each awful detail Minvera relays to him. From the unexpected attack from Adam Warlock, to the disgusting abuse Rocket endured at the hands of the High Evolutionary, to Quill nearly imploading in space had it not been for Adam’s change of heart.

Zemo’s knuckles turned white when Minerva spoke of what happened to her. Anger consumed him and he wished he had been there to protect her. Seeing his distress Minerva placed her hand on his, gently squeezing, “I’m okay, Helmut. I’m here now and we all made it out. There were many close calls, but we’re all alive and that’s what matters.”

Taking her hand, Zemo brought it up to brush his lips against her fingers, softly kissing her knuckles. “I don’t know what I would've done if I lost you, Minnie. I—-,” he stops himself to exhale, squeezing his eyes shut, “I would’ve found a way to fly across the galaxy to avenge you.”

“I know you would,” she murmurs, removing her hand but positioning herself in his lap. Arms snake around his neck, pulling him so they were inches apart. “I’d expect nothing less. Also I’d be a hypocrite considering I would do the same for you.” A playful smirk formed, “I was already plotting when Ross let you get captured by those bastards last year. Had it ended any other way, Ross would cease to exist.”

Zemo snickered, “I see we haven’t really changed completely despite our friends believing the opposite. Neither of us hesitating to return to old ways if it comes down to such circumstances.”

She smirks, “No, I don’t suppose we haven’t.”

“What a pair we are,” leaning in, his lips meet hers in a soft caress. Warmth seeping through his veins. That effortless high he believed he’d never have again after the loss of his family.

But he found it with a Goddess in the stars. Where love swept across the galaxy.

When they pull away after a moment, Zemo keeps his forehead against hers. Gold meeting brown. “I’m not sure I can let you go now, liebling. At least not for a while.”

“You never have to anymore,” her words have him startled, the man pulling away slightly to get a better look at her.

“What are you saying?”

Minerva’s gaze turns soft, though there’s slight nervousness, “After everything we all realized something. We found the family we were searching for, but some of us needed to find ourselves. Peter’s here on Earth to find his grandfather. Mantis is off on her own adventure. Drax and Nebula are on Knowhere to help raise the children we saved from the High Evolutionary. Rocket and Groot are leading a new era of the Guardians. And me,” she stops, emitting a gaze full of love that takes Zemo’s breath away. “I’d like to be here. With you, Helmut. If you’ll have me.”

If his heart could explode from the happiness Zemo was feeling it would. Tears were threatening to prick his eyes, the Baron willing himself to remain composed. “Oh, Schatz,” he croaked, cupping the side of her jaw. “I should be the one asking you that. Of course I’ll have you. I love you more than every star in the galaxy.” With that he kisses her, putting all his love and passion it causes her own eyes to water.

“I love you too,” she kisses him again. They remain on the couch, falling asleep eventually curled up in each other’s embrace. Their last thoughts filled with joy as they awaited the new adventure on the horizon.

An adventure just between them. A reinstated Goddess and a fully pardoned Baron opening the next chapter of their lives. Together.

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Sorry for the Wall of Text but hey! List of Future Fics in the works? :D

Okay so... I've been working on SO MANY stories for a while now (plot bunnies drag me around from one to the next, through new stories, while I still work slowly on my current Ao3 fics), but decided to post a little here about everything (story wise) that's been going on with the fics being mainly worked on!

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Plot Bunnies Currently Making Me Their Bitch:

MCU - No Title yet, but is going to be an absolute TITAN of a story and series spanning from around 2007 pre-Iron Man 1 to Secret Invasion, with a lot of changes and a lot of additions (including Timeline event changes, Infinity War being an actual 3 to 4 month long war instead of 24hrs, PIETRO SURVIVES without Clint and the kid dying, Ultron is gonna be a far more badass boss fight with a moment of Avengers going "...Why do I hear boss music?", a handful of characters are going to be added to spice things up) and so much more! OC is gonna be Nat's kid via Red Room science (made in a lab) which will go over more in the fic (also other DNA is Yelena's, however there will be ZERO Nat x Yelena here. it will be Platonic "this is my child so i will cut a bitch if anyone hurts them" sort of parental situation. Yelena tends to be Aro/Ace in my fics being written, majority of the time, though there is an idea for an Ace!Yelena and Kate fic i have in mind, but that's for another story) - (OC -intersex afab- x Wanda Maximoff, and a lot of background pairings) - Inspired by "Smells Like Teen Spirit" version by Malia J, "Set It All Free" sang by Scarlett Johansson, and "Can't Help Falling in Love" version by Haley Reinhart

MCU - No Title Yet, a possible series of oneshots jumping around of Venom!NonBinary!Reader, Yelena Belova, and Kate Bishop platonic besties spreading some chaos and even possibly accidentally helping couples get together - (Background Wanda x Natasha, Pietro x Steve, Sam x Bucky, Tony x Pepper, Carol x Maria Rambeau, Peter Parker x MJ, Maria Hill x Sif, Thor x Jane) - Inspired by "Oath" by Cher Lloyd ft Becky G, "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga, and "Raise Your Glass" by P!nk

MCU - Waking Wanda - a Dark started story intro that leads to OC being reborn as Wanda Maximoff (though doesn't get flashes of memories until a young child of around 5ish and it's only enough to sort of let me give a reason for character changes Wanda will have, also no "MCU knowledge"). Story will toe the line with Dark status every so often (Wanda has very little problem being an Antihero right off the bat when around Teenage and that carries on as she ages, and has no problem literally killing to protect, more so when it comes to protecting Pietro). Sort of a test story for Darker writings, but ultimately will have a happy ending because i'm a sucker for happy endings. Technically the OC is just a placebo spark for me to change Wanda up a little for a story idea, and the OC stuff itself means very little beyond those "sparks" to induce change which will butterfly effect over time. (Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff, with background Pietro x Sam, Steve x Bucky, etc, etc) - Story was inspired by "Vicious" by Halestorm, and "Sweet but Psycho" by Ava Max

MCU - No Title Yet, and a smaller fic (and closer to the MCU timeline of stuff, though still plenty of changes and yes, Pietro lives along with Clint and the kid here, too). Will also toe the line with Darker stuff like Waking Wanda will (i'm very fond of writing antiheroes lately...), and OC will have Animal Shapeshifting powers. OC is also a brother to Wanda and Pietro via triplets instead of twins. - (TransMale!OC x Natasha Romanoff, with background Wanda x Darcy and Pietro x Monica) - Story was inspired by "Insane" by Black Gryph0n and Baasik, and "Wrong Side of Heaven" by Five Finger Death Punch

MCU - No Title Yet, this story will be a fic that doesn't heavily dip into fighting battles at first like the other stories, and instead will be set where Reader will end up in the MCU and steps in where possible (healing ability and also has wings, though you can hide them into a scar on your back) to try to encourage change to bring a bit less pain and suffering to our Avengers. Wanda and Natasha end up dating Reader (triad poly) during Civil War era (bigger changes here, and yes, Reader saves Pietro, there is deff a pattern here for me, i think) after Reader sort of gets pulled in via sticking around after Lagos to heal any wounded (Wanda yeets Rumlow a little more viciously so it clears it just enough to only cause a little bit of roof damage) - Wanda x Natasha x Female Reader - Inspired by "If Today Was Your Last Day" by Nickelback, and "Soldier" by Gavin DeGraw

MCU - No Title Yet, possibly a small series of oneshots about Wanda and Reader being a Soft!Couple, but also has Wanda and Vision being besties, and Reader and Natasha being besties. Literally just a "feel good" series - Wanda x Female Reader (Reader and Nat being Platonic besties, while Wanda and Vision being Platonic besties) - Inspired by "You and Me" by Plain White T's, and "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves

MCU - No Title Yet, set after Endgame. Natasha comes back via Steve's stone exchange, but she's not really healed from it. Scars, recovering from broken bones, and honestly feels lost. While Clint is dealing with Kate stuff (Yelena goes to help him at Natasha's request, and because she's become fond of him like an older brother as well), Natasha meets Southern!Reader who is a friend of Laura's, visiting from Texas (was also a Marine). Reader and Natasha are a bit awkward at first (Natasha because she's still recovering and unsteady from retiring, thus not really sure what she wants to do now, and Reader due to just being a shy awkward person who still doesn't really understand how people "people"). The two end up helping each other. Natasha helping Reader with moments of night terrors spawned from PTSD of war/battles against other humans and other skirmishes with Thanos' army during the blip era. Reader helps Natasha stop pushing herself so hard during her recovery (physical and mental), and start to stop and just breathe, along with the fear of a truly unknown future. - Natasha x Autistic!Female Reader - Inspired by "Stuck In a Moment You Can't Get Out Of" sang by Scarlet Johansson, "Rise Up" by Andra Day, "Shatter Me" by Lindsey Stirling ft Lzzy Hale, and "All I Know So Far" by P!nk

MCU - No Title Yet. IM SO WEAK for Vera Farminga that it's unreal (dare i say Wanda Maximoff levels)?! That held my existence hostage and spawned this one here, of Eleanor Bishop x Reader. Reader is gonna be Wanda and Pietro's slightly older sibling (Marvel can pry Pietro's survival from my cold, dead hands) and has powers much like Magneto of the X-Men movies, but also cannot be harmed by metal objects, and has a resistance (read: resistance, not immunity) to more extreme cold and hot temperatures, as well as the abilities extending to Vibranium.

Conjuring Universe - No Title Yet. read above about weakness, RIP. Anyway, Reader will be Ed's sister who portrays a masculine build/clothing (and yes, binder! inc history research of binders and what was common and uncommon in that time era). Will happen around the main 3 Conjuring movies, as well as dabbling in The Nun 2 post credits scene (and extended), and the Curse of La Llorona getting a lil bit of a rewrite.

#Wanda Maximoff x Original Character #yelena belova and kate bishop and venom!reader platonic #wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff #trans male!OC x natasha romanoff #wandanat x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x autistic!reader #eleanor bishop x reader #lorraine warren x reader #wanda maximoff x autistic!reader

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