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togrowoldinv · 10 months

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Weekend Trip

WandaNat x Female Reader

You’re set to marry Wanda, but when you meet Natasha things begin to change. One weekend away makes the three of you face your feelings for each other

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please! Kissing, cursing, oral (W, N, R receiving), fingering, flirting, and smoking

Note: So, I watched match point today and got obsessed with Scarlett’s character. This Nat is loosely based on her. Enjoy this!

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You take one last glance in the mirror and walk out of the room. Down the stairs, you can hear the bustle of the party.

Another one of your friend’s ritzy parties that you don’t want to attend, but you do so anyway. After all, the woman you are set to marry is waiting amongst the crowd.

Before you enter the party, you hear people chatting in the game room. It piques your curiosity, so you step into the room. Standing across from a man at the table tennis game is the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. The man moves out of the room, and you see all of her. She’s wearing a white dress and an updo that leaves her neck exposed.

“You up for a game?” she asks, her voice velvety.

“Sure,” you reply.

She looks you over as she picks up the paddle again. Two hits back and forth and you blast the ball past her.

“I’m impressed,” she says.

“May I?” you ask, walking to her side of the table.

She nods and smirks at you. You take her paddle and place it in her hands. Your front brushes against her back as you help her hit the ball.

“You play a good game,” she says.

The blonde turns to you and your shoulders now brush. She is close enough that you can smell her perfume.

“And you have perfect lips,” the words fall out of your mouth easily.

She seemingly pulls a cigarette and lighter out of thin air. It shouldn’t be as alluring as it is as she takes a few drags of the cigarette.

You gaze into each other’s eyes but are interrupted by someone walking into the room.

“Natasha, there you are,” your friend, Carol says.

“Hey babe,” Natasha, you know her name as now, says.

Natasha pulls away from you a bit and Carol kisses her.

“This is my fiancée, Natasha. Nat this is my friend y/n,” Carol introduces the two of you.

“Nice to meet you,” you say.

“Likewise,” she returns.

Carol and Nat slip into their own world briefly and you feel out of place. You excuse yourself to the party where you find your girlfriend.

“Hey Wanda,” you approach the woman. She smiles and throws her arms around your neck in excitement.

“I missed you,” Wanda says.

“I missed you too.”

You kiss the woman and when you pull away, you’re met with the eyes of Natasha. You shake off her gaze and direct your attention back to Wanda. The rest of the party goes by without much of any issues.

It’s not until the next week when you see Natasha on the street that things get complicated. You walked with her and waited outside for her to finish her audition. She comes out after and asks if you want to get a drink.

A few drinks in, you both get lost in conversation with each other.

“So, you’ve got it made with Wanda,” Natasha comments.

“Do I?”

“Yeah, I’d say so. You know Carol also works with Wanda’s dad’s company. Quite the set up. If you play it right, you’ll be good for life,” Nat says.

“And how could I play it wrong?”

Natasha chuckles and takes another sip of her drink. She leans over the table a bit and her breasts spill out of her shirt. She doesn’t miss the way your eyes follow her movements.

“You could make a pass at me,” Natasha says.

“What makes you think I’d do that?”

“I’m aware of the affect I have on women and men. But I prefer the women.” Natasha practically giggles at her words. “I’ve had too much to drink.”

“Right,” you say. “Let’s get you a cab.”

You go home to Wanda. She is listening to music and cooking when you get there.

“Hey baby,” Wanda greets you. “Good day?”

“Interesting one. Glad to be home,” you say.

You drop a kiss on her cheek and pour wine for both of you. After dinner, Wanda settles on the couch and opens her arms for you. You fall into them and start a movie together.

Wanda turns down the volume at a boring part and turns to you.

“So, Carol invited us on a trip with her and Natasha,” Wanda says.

“Oh?”

“Yeah. My papa offered us the house upstate. Do you want to go?”

You mull it over. A weekend trip with your girlfriend and the woman you’ve been feeling attracted to lately probably isn’t the best idea. But when Wanda wants to do something, you must say yes. That much you know.

“Yeah, let’s do it,” you agree.

“Perfect. We leave tomorrow,” Wanda says. Her voice is cheery, and you know she really wanted to go.

The next day comes quickly and you and Wanda drive upstate. When you arrive, Natasha is there on the porch. She is wearing a purple button up shirt and smoking a cigarette as per usual.

“Hello Natasha!” Wanda greets her. Nat shares the greeting and hugs her.

“Where’s Carol?” You ask.

Nat winces at the name. “She’s not coming. We- um- we broke up.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Wanda jumps in first.

“Yeah, I’m sorry Nat.”

“It’s okay. We probably should’ve canceled this weekend, but Carol insisted I still come,” Natasha says.

“We’re glad you did. I’ll take our stuff to the bedroom. Y/n, can you and Nat get dinner going?” Wanda asks.

You both agree and head inside. Nat cuts vegetables as you get started on the meat. Wanda joins and you all settle at the dinner table once the cooking is finished.

Dinner is entertaining as you jump from topic to topic. You learn a lot more about Natasha and even about Wanda. Under the table, you take any chance you get to touch Wanda. By the time it’s over, Wanda is practically desperate for you.

But you hold fast. You turn on a movie as you sit on the couch with Natasha on one side and Wanda on the other. The blonde tries not to notice the way your hand is under the blanket and Wanda is randomly letting out soft moans.

“Maybe we should go to our room,” Wanda suggests after she realizes she’s moaning particularly loudly.

“And leave Natasha out?” You ask the question loud enough for both women to hear it.

Wanda gasps but she leans over to see how Natasha reacts. She sees fire in her eyes.

“That would be rude of us. Natasha, would you like to join us in the bedroom?” Wanda asks.

You slip the blanket off her lap to reveal your hand brushing over Wanda. Standing up, you offer Wanda your hand and you walk towards the bedroom.

Natasha doesn’t say anything, for once rendered speechless. But she follows you and Wanda.

“You can just watch for a minute,” you say to her.

Not waiting for a response, you pull Wanda in for a deep kiss. Her tongue brushes against yours. You waste no time slipping her panties down her legs and pulling her dress over her head.

Natasha watches as you devour Wanda. You lay down and bury your face between Wanda’s legs. Nat scoots closer to you and when you lift your head from Wanda’s pussy, Natasha takes her chance to kiss you.

Those perfect lips of hers dance with yours as she tastes you and the woman that’s on your tongue. You run a hand through her blonde hair as you kiss her deeper.

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Wanda moans out.

“Yeah baby?” You ask. You keep your hand in Natasha’s hair and pull her down in between Wanda’s legs with you.

Your tongues mingle as they move through Wanda’s folds. Natasha takes Wanda’s clit between her fingers as you continue to use your mouth to please the woman.

“I’m gonna come,” Wanda mumbles.

“Come for us, Wanda,” Natasha says, her voice is deep with sensuality.

Wanda comes against your tongue and Natasha’s fingers. You lick her clean and Natasha kisses you quickly, wanting the taste of Wanda on her tongue again.

The blonde also leans up and kisses Wanda. Wanda groans and starts to open Natasha’s shirt. You reach up the back and unhook her bra as Wanda undoes the buttons.

“You’re so beautiful,” you say, kissing the exposed skin of her back and neck.

“I need you,” Natasha says. She turns her head for you to capture her lips in a kiss.

Wanda slips off Natasha’s pants and buries her face between her legs. Natasha gasps into the kiss and leans back further into you.

“Ride my face,” Natasha instructs.

You slip out from behind her and take off your pants and underwear. Straddling her, you place your pussy right over her lips. You face Wanda so you can see as your girlfriend expertly eats Natasha out.

Nat lets out soft moans of pleasure from Wanda’s ministrations and from the taste of you on her tongue. You pick up the pace and she hangs right with you.

“Just like that, Natasha. Fuck!” you moan out.

Natasha’s own hips begin to shake and the woman comes hard against Wanda’s tongue. The sight is enough to make you come as well. Natasha hums and the vibrations feel so good that you’re close to coming again. When Wanda kisses Nat’s hips up to her breasts, you come for a second time at the sight.

“She’s so good for us,” Wanda says. She kisses you and helps you off Natasha’s face.

You lay between the women and catch your breath. Wanda kisses your cheek softly and snuggles into your side. You turn to Natasha and reach out your other arm for her.

“Feeling better?” You ask her.

“Very much,” she replies.

Natasha leans in and kisses you softly. It feels so soft, so domestic.

You all fall asleep together peacefully. You don’t know what the future holds, but you’re focused on this weekend alone. Wanda and Natasha here with you is everything you need.

#wandanat x reader #wandanat #wandanat smut #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #Carol x Nat

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lesbian-deadpool · 1 year

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Carol: What's Peter to you?

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

Wanda: That's adorable!

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

(Bonus)

Peter, still banging pots together: I DEMAND ATTENTION!

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

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ncis-nerd · 1 month

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Desperate Bunny

Note- Did not proofread. I think I called Nat daddy once but Wanda is daddy, Nat is mommy and Carol is captain.

Ship: Carol Danvers x Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanov x GN!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Degradation, small use of feminine pet names, aftercare, fluff. Reader has a uterus.

About: What happens when y/n is needy and tries to be slick about it? Wanda teaches them a lesson. Fluff and aftercare after!!

Wanda smiled as her fingers brushed along y/n's face. "Awe, is our dumb little puppy needy?" The redhead cooed. Y/n whimpered in response. Carol and Nat huffed. "Of course they are, look how they're just rutting themself on my boot. So pathetic" Carol growled. Y/n desperately rode Carol's once shiny boots, now covered in her sticky wetness. "They're definitely cleaning this later" Carol mumbled to Nat. Carol lifted her boot, causing it to hit y/n's clit. They gasp softly and plead. "Please Carol, please. I need it, please captain-" they spew out. Carol smirks "Captain?" Y/n began to blush in embarrassment, their face turnt tomato red. "Awe our dumb little slut gets flustered so easily" Wanda murmured. "Stupid mutt doesn't even know what they're begging for." Nat hissed.

Y/n continued chasing their high, attempting to get off before anyone could notice. Unfortunately, their act was not subtle and was put to a stop immediately "The dumb whore thinks they can do whatever they please, get off whenever they want. They don't know their body belongs to us and we're the only ones that can bring it pleasure." Nat growled.

Wanda snaked her arms around y/n, lifting up, to her level. "Ladies I think we need to teach our puppy a lesson." Wanda purred, caressing y/n's body. Her arms light as a feather, enough to leave y/n squirming in their place. "Oh yeah? What did you have in mind, baby?" Carol inquired. Pressing a soft kiss against Wanda's lips. Wanda pulled away, and glanced towards Nat, motioning for her to get closer. "I think..." Wanda whispered, dragging the two closer, all y/n could hear were a bunch of hushed voices, they whined, not liking being excluded. "it's okay detka" one of the woman's voices said in a comforting tone. Nat left the room, y/n looked at Wanda confused, scrambling their brain to figure out what the three were planning.

Nat returned with rope and a vibrator in her hands, Carol began to move y/n to the bed. Nat started to tie up y/n and moved closer to their eye. Whispering "if you need to stop at anytime, you can call your safewords. Remind me what they are, my love?" Nat asked, her words tickling against y/n's ear. Y/n, stuck in their thoughts, neglects to hear Nat. "Honey?" Nat pulled away, looked at y/n concerned. This caught y/n's attention, "yes mommy?" Y/n squeaked. "Angel, I asked to hear your safewords." Nat said. "Red if I want to stop completely, Yellow to slow down and green means I'm okay." Y/n spoke. "You're doing great baby, if you need to stop then call red, detka." Nat praised.

Once Nat finished tying up y/n, Wanda turned on the vibrator that was between their legs all the way up. Y/n jerked immediately, squirming and moving all over the bed. "So responsive, so sensitive" Carol noticed. "What's the matter baby, thought you wanted more? Didn't you wanna cum, puppy?" Wanda pouted with fake sympathy and teasing y/n. They nodded in response, "p-please daddy, please- can i cum- gonna cum.." they exclaimed. "Oh..don't worry little one, your daddy decided that since you want to get off so badly, you can cum as much as you want baby." Nat smirked.

A few orgasms later, y/n was realizing what Wanda's true plan was. To make them cum as until they're begging her to stop. Until it's too much. "Have you had enough yet, puppy?" Wanda cooed, going over to y/n and admiring the tears dripping down their face. "So wet, is that for us detka?" Carol mumbled, her hands running all around y/n's soft body. "Of course it is, the whore loves this." Nat purred, latching onto y/n's nipple. Biting it softly and tugging on it. Her tongue circled their breast, coating it in saliva. Nat moved away and flicked the bud with her finger. Y/n groaned softly, arching they back and moving towards their daddy's touch. Nat smirked in response, noticing y/n's little show.

"Did you learn your lesson puppy?" Wanda spoke, moving the vibrator and putting it directly on their clit. Y/n squealed "Daddy, too much!!" They exhaled in a shakily breathe. Wanda continued, for one final orgasm. They felt that rush come over them and whined they still felt the vibrator on them. Wanda let them ride out their high, then turned off the vibrator.

Y/n laid spaced out, sprawled all over the bed. "God look at our little slut." Carol admired. "So pretty, only we can make you this way. Isn't that right baby?" Wanda cooed, not expecting a response as you were entering subspace. Nat began to loosen y/n and left little kisses on her wrists and legs that were previously tied up. Carol went to get water and lotion for their wrists, Wanda put the toys away, to be cleaned up at a later time.

A cold washcloth touched y/n's skin, they whimpered and tried to move away from the cold piece of cloth. "Shh.. it's okay detka. You did so good my love. Let mommy clean you up, hm? No more playing, all done." Wanda whispered, looking at y/n. Admiring the mess they made out of their angel, before cleaning them up. The cloth dragged through y/n's folds, they continued to whine but no longer protested and allowed Wanda to clean them up.

Carol walked in with the water and lotion. She joined y/n on the bed, pulling them into her lap after putting the lotion on them. She held the opened bottle to their mouth "Drink, baby." She murmured. Y/n took large sips. "'M so proud of you my love, ya know that?" Carol praised.

The three woman cuddled y/n. Y/n was in the middle of Wanda and Nat, their head pressed against Wanda's chest, legs intertwined with the redheads' legs. Hands drawing shapes on Wanda's unclothed stomach. Wanda smirked. Carol held Nat, and the four fell asleep.

"Still feeling floaty babes?" Carol spoke in nothing louder than a whisper. Y/n hummed in response, looking around. The bed felt lighter, Wanda and Nat were nowhere to be found. "They went to food babes." Carol spoke, noticing the way y/n was searching the room, scanning their eyes for the pair that were gone. "Wanna watch a movie in the living room, baby?" Y/n nodded against Carol's chest. As Carol stood up, she nodded y/n still laying in the bed. "Cmon babes, get up." Carol spoke. Y/n whined and did grabby hands, reaching for Carol. "Oh? Want me to carry you, bunny?" Carol questioned. Y/n nodded. Carol bent down and lifted y/n, they wrapped their legs around Carol, laying their head on Carol's head. They signed in contempt. "Oh is this more comfortable, bunny?" Carol smirked, carrying them to the living room. Carol put them down on the couch, they whined in response, from the loss of touch. "I'll be right there detka, let me just grab the remote" Carol promised, seeing y/n's distress.

"Want popcorn babes?" Carol spoke, turning on the television. Y/n shook their head and whined, they just wanted Carol. The captain laughed in response and joined them on the cough. "My clingy baby, so cuddly. Like a koala." Carol teased. Y/n hid their face in embarrassment. "Hey, hey. No need to be shy, bunny. Let me see your pretty face. Hm?" Carol cooed, removing y/n's hands from their face. "Ah! There you are, my gorgeous little bunny. What to you wanna watch baby?" Carol asked, scrolling though the list of movies. When scrolling, y/n's favorite movie comes up. Immediately, they point at the screen "Tangled!!" They exclaimed. Carol laughed at this "Oh, so you can speak now? Hmm.. are you pointing at Tom and Jerry? I can't quite tell what you're pointing at. Can you repeat that, bunny? Carol teased, wanting to hear more of their voice. "I said-" They were cut off, being attacked with tickles by Carol. They squealed. "Carol!!", squirming, breathlessly.

Wanda and Nat walked into the house with a brown baggie filled with Chinese takeout. The redhead met the eyes of the green eyed spy and smiled when they heard the voice of y/n laughing. Wanda dropped the baggie on the counter and they went to investigate. They were greeted with the sight of Carol on top of y/n, trapping them beneath her and tickling them. "So this is what you did while we were gone?" Nat teased Carol. "Hey, what could I say? They are just so tickleable!" Carol exclaimed. Wanda sat next to them on the couch "Tickleable? Huh.. Don't think that's a word detka." Wanda spoke, leaving a kiss on the captain's forehead and latching onto y/n's hand. "Hm, how is our bunny doing? You still light or out for subspace, honey?" Nat asked, sitting next to the others. Carol got off of y/n. Giving them some space to answer. "I'm here, I'm back. Still feel a little light though, more cuddly though." Y/n spoke, as their tummy growled. Suddenly, they noticed the smell of low mein and shrimp wontons. "Mm that smells so good.. you got my favorite!" Y/n spoke, happily. "Mhm, only the best for our bunny." Wanda hummed, leading them to the kitchen. The movie long forgotten about.

A/N: If you liked the fic then heart, reblog and comment!! This is not apart of my series inspired by song titles au.

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the-iceni-bitch · 4 months

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“You made me miserable and I still loved you.” With Carol 🥹🥹🥹 I’ll go get my tissues. Wishing you a happy angsty bday 😘

Oooooof, this was the prompt that I knew was going to wreck me so I’m just going to apologize right off the bat 😭

When you spotted her across the bar you froze. It had been months and of course she still looked amazing. You wanted to run. Your heartbeat was getting faster and you were starting to sweat. But for some reason you stayed rooted in place, a high pitched ringing in your ears when she saw you and gave you that same easy smile she used to.

“Hi baby.” It was like she didn’t even remember, or care even, what she had done to you. “God, it’s been a while, how you been?”

All you could manage was a mumble that just barely resembled the word ‘fine’. Anyone else would tell her you were fine. Nobody knew about you crying yourself to sleep every night, or about how worried your doctor had been when you lost so much weight in the two weeks after she ripped your heart out of your chest when you couldn’t manage to keep anything down. What the fuck were you supposed to say to her?

“That’s good. I’ve been thinking about you lately.” She stepped closer and rested her elbow against the bar right next to you, making every hair on your body stand on end. “We did have a good thing didn’t we?”

Before you knew it a laugh bubbled out of your chest. God, you sounded fucking hysterical, laughing like a madwoman and crying as you rested your hand against the bar to hold yourself up.

“Sure, Carol, we did have a good thing.” People were looking at you but you didn’t care. “I felt like we had a fucking great thing. I was planning a whole fucking future for us with a white picket fence and all that shit, looking at matching rings, naming our future dog. And then you,” she still had a damn smirk on her face and you wanted to slap her. “You just left. You said you found someone who made you happy without ever letting me know that I hadn’t been. You knew I was making a future for us. You knew I was devoted to you. You let me plan and plan and plan and then you just fucking left. And you know what’s so fucking stupid?” You were a damn mess at this point but you couldn’t stop yourself. “Even now, looking at you and knowing exactly how much you hurt me, I still want to you to take me back. I still want to believe that maybe this time you really did fucking change and you won’t just abandon me like every other time before. You made me miserable and I still love you. There’s still no one else for me because you have my whole heart after you tore it out of me. And I don’t even know if you ever cared about me or if you were just waiting for me to fuck up so you had an excuse to leave. Fuck you for making me still love you, Carol! And fuck me for just wanting you to hold me and tell me it’s gonna be okay!”

You didn’t know when you collapsed. Or when Carol left. Or who had put their coat around your shoulders while you wailed. All you knew was that you were alone again, like you would be for the rest of your life, and suddenly your tears just stopped. The hole in your chest was throbbing and numb as you rose to your feet to pay your tab, your face back to the blank mask you wore whenever the grief wasn’t overwhelming you. You were a dead woman because of her, but you’d never stop loving her.

⁂❆❅ 𝒥𝑜𝒾𝓃 𝑀𝓎 𝐵𝓁𝓊𝑒 𝐵𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎 ❅❆⁂

#natalie answers #nat’s blue birthday #carol danvers #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers x you #carol danvers x female reader #carol danvers x y/n #angst #female!reader #asks are always open #love my mutuals

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star-xxx1 · 5 months

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Anyways, enjoy these random pictures for my photos

#wandavision #natasha romanoff #nat x reader #natalia romanova #natasha #natasha romanoff x female reader #natasha romanoff x you #nat x you #natasha marvel #wanda maximoff #dark natasha romanoff #king valkyrie x reader #valkyrie smut #valkyrie x reader #king valkyrie #carol danvers #carol danvers smut #carol danvers x reader

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ashecampos · 1 year

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incorrect quote 💌

the avengers having a party, everyone is drunk and having a good time.

Nat : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Everyone a bit confused but some of the other girls join in creating some sort of chant

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Steve : “hey hey stop, you can’t possibly be saying every woman is a lesbian”

Kate : “why not?”

Clint : “because they’re not, Laura isn’t a lesbian”

Tony : “yeah my apprentice isn’t a lesbian”

Carol smirking : “how do you know?”

Tony : “how do I know my apprentice isn’t a lesbian?”

Bucky : “what they are trying to say is you can’t make grand sweeping generalisations. It’s not acceptable”

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena now clapping : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena : “every woman is a lesbian at heart”

Nat, Wanda, Carol, Maria, Kate and yelena : “including Tony’s apprentice”

Y/N, Tony’s said apprentice who had been running late comes out of the elevator, just in time to hear the last two sentences.

Y/N : “uh hey guys”

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romanoffsbish · 2 years

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Alone

WandaNat x Fem!Reader

Carol Danvers x Fem!Reader(If you squint)

Warnings: Vomit, Rumlow, Kidnapping | 2,994 Words

Alone.

An all too familiar feeling you'd grown accustomed to.

Waking up to empty sheets had become your new norm ever since your girlfriend's started to live life as if you'd simply never had existed. It hurt at first—the silence, but now after three months it's become almost clarifying.

As you stand there in your dress that barely covers the swell of your ass, you can't fight the shiver that runs throughout your body. Tony's parties have always been a cesspool of horny idiots, and you've never been a big fan of the attention. Tonight however, you're in desperate need of a pick me up, a pretty woman to dance with, and maybe, just maybe you'll get lucky.

"What's a beautiful girl such as yourself doing alone at the bar?" You hear a woman from your side mutter, her arm smoothly wrapping around your waist.

"Danvers... What exactly are you doing?" You question the woman, ignoring the way that your body instinctually melts into her embrace.

"I've been noticing a clear divide between you and the women who you call your lovers... Thought it might be my in." She whispers, as her hand grips your hip lightly, then slowly drags over your side.

"Carol, you already had your chance, and you very well blew it."

"I know..." She sighs defeatedly, and you look to her with a slightly sympathetic gaze.

"Well, how about one dance, then you leave with me on a mission Fury just assigned us? Make your girls jealous, and strike some fear into their hearts."

"Bold of you to assume I'm interested in their attention, but I'll never turn down a chance to dance with a pretty woman." You chuckle out, throwing back the mixed drink in your hands, and barely even wincing as the bitter notes cascade across your tongue, and the cooled liquid burns at your throat.

She slowly moves her hand across your body, from your hip all the way up, then down your arm, gently linking your hands., "Shall we?" She questions with a nod to the dance floor, and a stupid grin plastered on her face. You laugh lightly at her goofy antics, pulling her towards the dance floor, as Naughty Girl by Beyoncé blasts through the speakers.

"I'm feelin' kind of n-a-s-t-y I just might take you home with me, baby the minute I feel your energy, your vibe's just taken over me."

You seamlessly spin yourself under her arm, and push your back into her front with enough force to cause a groan to slip passed her lips.

"Start feelin' so crazy babe. Lately, I feel the funk coming over me, I don't know what's gotten into me. The rhythm's got me feelin' so crazy babe. Tonight I'll be your naughty girl"

You feel intense gazes falling upon your body, but you refuse to spare your so called lovers even a glance. Your hips sway, as Carol's hands shamelessly run over the curves of your body., "They're staring..." She whispers into your ear, and you chuckle softly., "Sounds like a them problem.. I wouldn't waste your only moment with me worrying about them Danvers..."

"I'm callin' all my girls, we're gonna turn this party out, I know you want my body. Tonight I'll be your naughty girl I'm, callin' all my girls, I see you look me up and down, and I came to party."

At the sound of your words, Carol spins you around by your hips, and pulls your body close by your ass, squeezing it quite harshly. Your body moans against your will at the touch, having been deprived for as long as you have.

"Baby girl, just let me take you back to my room, and we can continue this. Your moans could be flooding my ears, while your body squirms beneath mine..."

"You're so sexy, tonight I am all yours"

You lean in, as Carol's breath hitches, but much to her dismay you pass by her lips, and instead land beside her ear. Her body shivers as your breaths fan across her skin, then you whisper., "Songs over, Danvers.. Suit up, we've got a mission to attend to, remember?"

Your hand gently removes hers from your ass, you push away from her, and walk by all the curious gazes upon your body and back to your room. You're no cheater, so until you've returned from your mission, and ended everything once and for all, nothing can go further than a dance.

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Natasha's currently holding Wanda tightly in her arms, begrudgingly preventing the death of the cocky blonde who's been left shellshocked on the dance floor.

Seeing you in her arms broke the women, but it's not something they hadn't prepared for. The worrying part for them here was that it wasn't something you were doing to get their attention. You never even looked up at them, there was no facade, no trick up your sleeve, it was a genuine glint in your eyes when Carol was close that told them they were close to losing you completely.

It's been a very long, excruciatingly painful three months spent ignoring you; they'd had to wait for you to be peacefully sleeping before they could even enter your shared room that unfortunate night. Their belongings were slowly moved into another room where you found them sleeping together one night.

Every chance you'd taken to approach them thwarted by some interruption that you weren't able to question. They had to watch your heart breaking, unable to hold you as it was them causing the pain. Their hearts breaking further over the months as your attempts had all but stopped after the first. Now, you'd been the one clearly avoiding them, and they had known their window was closing in.

After one of Tony's many parties the three of you had gone back to your room. While you were in the shower, Natasha had received a sketchy message threatening your life. Essentially claiming that they wanted to see you heartbroken, or they'd put you out of your misery right then and there. Natasha would've even laughed had there not been an image of you showering, with a red light aimed at your exposed chest directly after the words.

They decided a silent treatment was favorable to a breakup, because they could never find it in them to utter the actual words, and they anticipated with Stark's tech that it would be an easy find. Now though, it's all blown up in their face, and you seem ready to move on. The window for finding whom it was that was after you was dwindling, and the one for getting you back seemed damn near nonexistent.

"Detka, we can't let this keep happening, we need to find this twat." Wanda lowly seethes, Natasha, in silent agreement, grips her shoulders to drag her out of the room to get back to work.

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"Danvers, where exactly are we going? Normally Fury calls us in for a debrief." You murmur, as you start up the predestined jet. "Something about data extraction, and I maybe got to choose my tagalong, so I chose you." She sheepishly states, you playfully roll your eyes, then just lean back into your seat.

"So, can I tell you something I've heard?" She quips, and you groan at the disruption in silence., "What is it?"

"I heard a rumor floating around for why your precious ladies have been ignoring you."

It takes every ounce of control in you to not implode, not wanting to be goaded as you head into this mission., "Well, good thing I don't partake in gossip." You mumble as you get up to move to the back of the jet.

"You're not even the least bit curious?" She asks, while following you., "Jesus, Danvers, just spit it out. It doesn't seem like you're all that interested in what I want here."

"Well, apparently someone threatened them."

You laugh, rather loudly at the insinuation that anyone could threaten Natasha—the deadly assassin, and Wanda—the all powerful witch.

"Funny, you got jokes..."

"Not joking."

"Well, then clearly they wanted to dump me anyways, because there's no 'threatening' Natasha or Wanda."

"No, they definitely didn't, why do you think they never said anything to you? This person threatened you, something about—."

Before Carol could even finish her sentence, the jet is split in two, and the end you're on is plummeting towards the ocean. The last thing you see before your knocked unconscious as your head slams into the wall is Carol's end still flying forward with her in it.

Carol's seatbelts had her securely fastened, beyond normalcy as she couldn't undo them. By the time her hands were able to burn through them she was too late. Your end was definitely hundreds of feet below the water, and you'd most likely already perished.

"Fury, Agent Y/L/N's been compromised, and I'm also unaware of how definite that is..."

The last minute mission had been a ploy orchestrated by Fury to get you to safety. The idea that you were in danger had everyone on edge, and the lack of development in the case wasn't making anything easier, and now you're MIA.

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Natasha and Wanda were working tirelessly to find out more information on whom it was that'd been threatening them for months now. Natasha's email pinged, and it had seemed like a scam at first, but once she'd opened the attachment her body shook with anger.

Wanda sensed her emotions from the kitchen where she'd been collecting a snack, and then she got to the room to see a live video of you. Your mission suit was dripping wet, your body violently shivering, and you were sat in a chair with your legs tied to the feet, and your arms were shackled to a concrete wall.

"Good, you're both finally here..." A gruff voice came booming through the speakers, and the women stiffened at the familiarity., "Yeah, it sure took you two long enough to figure it out... Had to kidnap the pretty little thing just to even make it onto your radar, do you even care about the girl?"

"What the fuck are you doing with her?" Natasha's deadly voice rings through, which rouses you out of your stupor just enough to lift your head and see the setup., "Simple, I wanted her, and I always get what I want Natasha." The redheads hands reflexively wring out, a layer of bile coating her throat as it desperately tries to fly out, her fists tightening as the man's sickening words truly register in her mind.

"Detka, please hold on for us! I promise we'll find you, it'll be okay." Wanda cries out, a faint smile gleams upon your battered face at the sound of the endearing term falling from her lips, your weak heart skipping a beat as you realize Carol was telling the truth all along.

"You can dream all you want witchy, but now that I have her, you will never see her again." He darkly laughs out, straddling your tied up form and sloppily slamming his lips to yours.

Once he's off you it's like an uncontrollable erupting volcano the way you vomit up your stomach lining. The feel of his stubble, and rough lips paired with the taste of rum mixed with tobacco had made your stomach twist. Opening your eyes to see his offended face was gratifying, but the following punch to your face had your head lolling, chin to your chest as your lovers screams had began to fade.

"Rumlow, no amount of running will save you. When we find her, which we'll do, prepare to be ripped apart you pathetic little mongrel." The man laughs maliciously, blowing them an exaggeratedly mocking kiss as he lifts your unconscious head up to show to the camera., "Say goodbye now ladies... She's finally mine."

Wanda cries against Natasha's chest as the feed abruptly cuts out, "No, no... Nat, we have to..," Natasha shushes her, "Moya lyubov', Y/N's a tough one, she'll be perfectly fine, because he's an actual idiot baby. She won't be there long.," There's a reason Rumlow had always been a means of muscle for Shield's mission, because not even five minutes later do they have his location, and are on their way straight to you.

—

Rumlow had grown tired of your forced silence, he finally had you in his grasp, and he'd be damned if you were going to spend the whole first night together unconscious. So, he took matters into his own hands, and with a shock to your system your body jolted forward, shoulders absolutely aching as the strain is worsened by your movements.

"Good morning my sweet girl.," The need to vomit resurges as he uses the same words your girlfriends normally do to reference you, and at the way that the deluded man lays claim to you. No matter how much will you have to survive, you still refused to remain absolutely dormant., “I'm not your sweet anything you demented asshole!"

The slap you received is honestly gratifying, knowing that you were riling him up, and giving him the opposite of what he wanted filled your weakened body with immense glee. "You better watch that fucking mouth of yours you stupid bitch!" He seethes with his back to you, missing out on your split lipped smirk., "Aww, but I thought I was your sweet girl, oh how quickly things change when your hostage doesn't blindly fucking love you."

Just as soon as he'd woken you up he was fixing to knock your annoying ass back out, maybe a good nights sleep would get you in working order., "Well, I wanted to be gentle..," The taser in his hands headed straight for your neck suggests otherwise., "Then you had to go and act up, so I think my bad girl her needs to be punished..." Your exaggerated gags pissing him off further as the taser is shoved into the side of your neck, menacingly smiling as he stares down at you., "Any last words honey?"

His brows furrow when all you do is giggle., "Brock, you really need to work on that temper of yours, because while you were throwing your tantrum, you'd missed a whole hell of a lot.," He grits his teeth, "What are you fucking talking about you stupid—?"

"Bye bye bitch boy." You boisterously laugh out, ignoring the pain surging throughout your entire body because the sight of the man who nearly ruined your entire life flying across the room just to now be crumpled in a corner was too hilarious to stifle the laughter.

Wanda was tossing him around like a rag doll while Natasha got a few good licks in midair, it was nice to see that they had been just as miserable without you as you had been without them, and to know that the love still remained settled your heart and previous resentments. It'd also proven to be really hot; honestly, if not for the hypothermia, bruised ribs, and growing list of injuries you couldn't exactly pinpoint in your state you'd definitely jump their bones.

Wanda shook her head as your dirty, graphic thoughts worked to distract her, she suddenly dropped the man, laughing as he cries out in pain, then she was skipping gleefully on her way over to you, Natasha hot on her trail.

Wanda's powers broke the shackles and their hold on you, then her hands caught you before you could fall out of the chair., "Shh, just relax detka, we got you...," She coos over your pained whimpers, hands delicate as they massage your affected muscles, you settle yourself against her chest, and send her up an appreciative smile.

"Hello angel." Natasha lowly greets you with a soft smile while kneeling in front of you, knife in hand used to free your legs, "Hiya Natty.," your voice was a bit gruff, but still as sweet as can be, and your soft smile filled her view. Natasha just couldn't contain her emotions after the months of silence, loudly crying out at the sound of your voice, her forehead falling against your knee as loud sobs wrack through her body, and you look to Wanda for clarity.

"It's okay detka, it's been a long few months, and we've just missed you so much. Nat hasn't been sleeping much, but it's okay, we're all okay now that we've got you back."

"I'm so sorry loves... I should've known something was up, but instead I just got mad. Oh God, I let Carol touch me... I'm so sorry, please—." Wanda shushes you with a thumb., "Detka, you did nothing warranting an apology so please calm down, and let's get you back home where you'll be safe and sound." The witch pecked your cheek, then nodded to the calmed down assassin who in the most gentle way possible picked you up.

Rumlow appeared to be down for the count as your girls were taking you out of his creepy lair, "I'll get her back...," Natasha's grip on your body tightened while Wanda darkly chuckled, your tired eyes staring intensely at the witch., "No, I don't think you will.," you flinch at the sound of his neck snapping, and though it shouldn't have, her killing of the man for you had turned you on like crazy.

"You know detka, just because you can't jump our bones, doesn't mean we can't jump yours." Wanda calls you out, reminding you of your girlfriends powers of perception, Natasha chuckled as you made a fuss in her tight hold., "Oh you poor thing, probably beyond touch starved, needs her mommy and daddy huh?"

Her laughter only grew louder when you whined pitifully, "Natasha, stop teasing our angel, she's had a rough few months..." Natasha smirks down at you, winking before she leans in to whisper., "Yeah, and she'll have an even rougher night."

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#natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #gxg #natasha romanoff x female reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda x nat x reader #wanda x you x nat #wanda x natasha x reader #wanda x you x natasha #wandanat pov #wandanat imagine #wandanat x you #wandanat x reader #wandanat x y/n #wandanat x female reader #carol danvers

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Doudoune's MASTERLIST

Hey, i decide to create my masterlist because i'm loosing my self sometime. Here you'll find some fic for....i'll let you discover yourself. Hope you'll enjoy. Request are OPEN

(i'll decorate this place later)

🏅 = my favorite(s)

[R] = request(s)

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MARVEL

SUPERGIRL

WOSO

OTHER/RANDOM

My Proud Girlfriend (x Florence Pugh)

- part 2

???? (x Hailee Steinfeld)

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Request are OPEN

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proudsilkies · 10 months

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Kate And Natasha play Heads Up.

*Kate, Yelena, Natasha, and Wanda having a double date night playing a game to kill time until their dinner reservation*

Kate: Can I be spread or squirted?

Natasha: You have to pick one or the other.

Kate: Can I be squirted?

Natasha: Yes.

Kate: Am I a waffle?!

Natasha: No, you don't squirt waffles.

Wanda: Ladies, we're already late for our dinner reservations...

*Kate and Natasha look up seeing that Wanda and Yelena are no longer sitting at the table*

Kate: Hey, you took your card off your forehead before you guessed what you were.

Natasha: That's against the rules.

*Wanda mutters*: I can read minds.

*Natasha to Kate*: Am I a gas?

Kate: No, you're big! Gasses aren't big.

*Yelena frustrated and hungry*: You guys wanna make out with us??

*Wanda nods in agreement with enthusiasm*

Natasha: A gas can occupy a big space.

Kate: Yeah, but the gas itself isn't big. My turn. Am I a fruit?

*Wanda and Yelena share a look that means neither of their dumb competitive girlfriends will return until they have this silly game settled and then leave the room together*

Natasha: On what planet are there squirt-able fruits?

Kate: ...A planet I wanna live on.

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*Bonus*

*Several hours later*

*Natasha tiredly*: Am I a balloon?

*Kate dejectedly*: No. Am I a tissue?

Natasha: No. Am I dirt?

Kate: No.

Natasha: Will you kill me?!

Kate: No.

*After a mission, Carol, Monica, and Kamala return late to the Avengers Tower common room. They find Natasha and Kate still playing the game*

Kate: Am I a finger puppet?

Natasha: No.

Kate: Am I a thermometer?

Natasha: No. Am I the French Revolution?

Kate: I don't even know what that is.

Carol: What are you guys doing?

Kate: We've been playing this game for 5 hours! We can't stop until one of us wins!

*Monica and Carol share a look and smirk at each other. Monica pointing at Kate*: You're "cheese".

*Carol pointing at Natasha*: You're "big toe".

*Kate and Natasha both yell in frustration, grab new cards, and start to question each other as The Marvels walk away laughing*

#kate bishop #yelena belova #natasha romanoff #wanda maximov #hawkeye #hawkeye kate bishop #white widow #black widow #scarlet witch #kate x yelena #natasha x wanda #carol danvers #monica rambeau #kamala khan #Nat and Kate are so similar #so similar that they get on each other nerves #good thing yelena and wanda are experts at their idiot girlfriends #source: icarly

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togrowoldinv · 3 months

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The Bodyguard Pt. 2

Bodyguard!Natasha Romanoff x Actress!Reader

Natasha is tasked with being bodyguard to you and you two grow close. Maybe too close, but would she dare cross that line?

Note: The long awaited part 2 is here! Find part one here. I hope you enjoy it!

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

“Rule number three: We can’t get too close to each other,” Natasha says. “I have to protect you with a clear mind.”

“Okay,” you say. “But maybe we could break the rules, Natasha?”

“Y/n,” Natasha warns.

“Come on Natasha,” you say. “Why fight this?”

Natasha stands up from the couch and paces back and forth in front of you.

“I have to step down,” Natasha says.

“What?” You ask, standing up. “You didn’t even cross a line! It’s okay, Natasha. We’ll pretend this didn’t happen.”

“I don’t think I can just pretend it didn’t happen, y/n,” Natasha argues. “I have to go. I’ll send a replacement.”

“Natasha!” You call after her, but she is already out of the door.

You sit on the couch with your head in your hands. Natasha drives to the office, fighting back tears of her own.

When she gets there, she finds Carol at her desk. She hands her your weekly itinerary.

“Nat?” Carol asks.

“Take care of her,” Nat replies. She begins to walk away, but Carol chases after her. She grabs her hand and turns her back to face her.

“What happened?” Carol asks.

“I got too close,” Nat shrugs. “We almost kissed.”

“Shit, I’m sorry Natasha.”

“It’s alright. I took an oath, you know. I can’t be her bodyguard now. You’re the next best one.”

“I’ll take care of her, Nat. I promise.”

Carol hugs Nat briefly before she reports to your apartment. You don’t greet her with near as much enthusiasm or politeness as you should. She doesn’t take it personally.

It doesn’t feel the same as she walks you to your car. You realize nothing will feel like being with Natasha did. And you didn’t even date the woman. You zone out on the way to the awards show you are to attend tonight.

“Miss Y/l/n, are you ready to go inside?” Carol asks you.

“I- I really don’t want to go in,” you speak truthfully.

Carol leans up and asks the driver to give you two a minute alone. He agrees and steps out of the car.

“Is this about Natasha?” She asks.

You whip your head around to face her. She wears a knowing look.

“She told you what happened?”

“She did,” Carol confirms. “I hate it for both of you. Nat was really happy, and she is never happy to be security for actors.”

“We got too close,” you sigh.

“What does that even mean?” Carol wonders aloud. “Life is too short to worry about being too close with someone, y/n. Sure, you two should suspend the professional partnership, but there’s no reason you can’t be with her.”

“You think so? She ran out before I could even ask her why not that.”

“You should try and talk to her again,” Carol suggests.

“I don’t even have her real phone number.”

“I have it on good authority that she will be here tonight,” Carol replies. She almost wears a smirk on her face. It reminds you of Natasha’s crooked smile. “And I’m pretty sure the world will be disappointed if their favorite actress doesn’t make an appearance tonight.”

You take a deep breath and straighten your dress. Carol gets out of the car first and helps you out onto the carpet. Cameras flash immediately, and you hear shouts of your name. It all feels a bit overwhelming.

“Just breathe and keep moving,” Carol says.

Your nerves settle as you do all of the required photos and interviews. Once you’re inside, you greet friends in the industry. You catch sight of Natasha out of the corner of your eye, but you don’t see her fully.

The ceremony is decently boring until there’s a loud blast. Before you can even process it, Carol is by your side and covering you with her body. You don’t feel any physical injuries. But it’s another person that lifts you up out of the rubble.

“Natasha?” You ask.

“It’s alright,” Nat says. “I’m getting you out of here.”

“Nat, you’re bleeding,” you say, recognizing the seeping red liquid coming out of her side.

“I’m okay.”

She carries you out of what is left of the building and to the emergency medical tents set up. Nat sets you at one of the tables and turns back towards the building. You reach for her to stay.

“You need help, Nat,” you say.

“Take care of her,” she instructs the EMT.

“Natasha-”

“I have to go get Carol. I’ll be back.”

She runs off before you can get another word out. It’s five minutes before you see her again. Nat is barely moving as she carries her unconscious friend over her shoulder. Clearly, they both sustained life-threatening injuries.

You rush towards where Nat lets someone take Carol from her. She falls to the ground in pain, finally.

“Y/n,” Nat whimpers.

“Help! She needs help!” You yell for someone.

The EMTs are quick to her aid, but she’s already passed out. You sit on the pavement and watch as they tend to her injuries. They tell you they have to take her and the other injured to the hospital. It takes forever to find a ride there yourself.

You burst through the doors and demand to see Natasha. A doctor stops you short of the restricted area.

“Hey, hey, who are you looking for?” The woman asks. She has to place her hand on your shoulder to stop you from barging past her.

“Natasha Romanoff,” you say.

“Okay. Let me find her chart.”

The woman takes forever to scroll through the tablet and find her name. It’s probably just seconds, but to you, it feels like hours.

“She is in surgery,” the woman answers. “I’ll take you to the waiting room, and someone can update you. Follow me.”

You follow the doctor to the waiting room and see a large group of other people waiting there. A lot of people were injured in this accident. Their heads turn when they see who you are.

“Shit,” you mumble to yourself.

You try to escape the crowd, figuring they would realize you’re not in the state to greet fans right now, but they surround you. The voices are loud and jumbled, but you hear one that is different. One that is helpful.

“Hey, come with me,” a woman’s voice says. You honestly don’t even care who it is as long as they get you out of this crowd.

She takes you down the hallway and scans a badge to the restricted area. You follow her into what seems to be a doctor’s lounge.

“My daughter works here,” she says with a smirk. “I’m Maria, by the way. Maria Rambeau.”

“Y/n,” you tell her.

“Yeah,” she says with a small laugh. “Who are you here for?”

“My- um- my bodyguard.”

“Must be some bodyguard if you care enough to be here,” Maria says.

You sit on the couch and close your eyes. You didn’t think you had any physical injuries, but your wrist is throbbing in pain. You sigh.

Maria types something on her phone and then makes you a glass of water. You accept it with your other hand and try to breathe. It isn’t long before another woman enters the room. It’s the doctor from earlier.

“Hey Monica,” Maria greets her. She pulls her into a hug. “How is she?”

“It’s touch and go,” Monica says despondently. “Oh, hi again.”

“Hey,” you say to her. “Can you check on Natasha?”

“Natasha?” Maria wonders aloud, mostly to herself.

Monica nods to her mother and pulls out her tablet again. She regretfully tells you there is no update.

“Can you look up my other bodyguard too? I know she was hurt pretty badly. I don’t know her last name, but her name is Carol,” you explain.

“Actually, that’s who I was just updating my mom about,” Monica says.

“You two know each other?”

“She is- well, she was my partner for a long time,” Maria says.

“Oh, I just met her today. She seems nice, though.”

“She is,” Monica pipes in. “I have to get back to work, but I’ll send someone to look at that wrist, y/n.”

“How did you know?” You ask.

“I can’t give away all of my secrets,” Monica jokes. And then adds, “Mom noticed actually.”

You crack a smile and Monica hugs her mom quickly before leaving the room again. Maria sits on the couch opposite you.

“What happened with you and Carol?” You ask. When she hesitates to answer, you say, “Sorry, I just can’t stop worrying about Natasha and wanted to get my mind off of it.”

“That’s alright,” Maria says. She has a comforting yet confident way about her. You can see her being with Carol. “It’s kind of the age-old story. Everything was fine until it wasn’t.”

“I get that,” you say.

“We were best friends, and then we were more. On perhaps the shortest break from a relationship ever, I messed up and got with someone else. Enter Monica,” Maria explains. “I wouldn’t change the fact that I have her, but things with Carol were different after that.”

She continues, “She never faltered, not really. But she wasn’t really as happy. She always had these big dreams. She had a lot of ‘I’m going to save the world’ attitude about her. And she couldn’t save the world if she was stuck in Louisiana with me and Monica.”

“Was it that you two weren’t enough for her?” You ask. “I don’t see myself as enough for Natasha, but I would still risk it all to be with her.”

“No, I think Monica and I were enough. I convinced her to move on though,” Maria says.

“Why?”

“Well, sometimes in life, y/n, you make sacrifices for the people you love.”

Your conversation is interrupted by a doctor coming in to look at your wrist. They explain it’s just a sprain, but they put you in a brace for comfort. Maria promises to wake you up if there’s any updates, so you let yourself close your eyes.

It’s a few hours later when she wakes you. You stand at the sight of a doctor in front of you. You don’t hear anything, but that Nat is okay, and you can come see her.

You follow the doctor down the hallway to her room. When the door opens, you notice how small Natasha looks. To your surprise, she is awake.

“How are we feeling, Ms. Romanoff?” The nurse that followed you in asks her.

“Better now,” Nat says, smiling at you the best she can.

“The pain medicine kicked in,” the nurse tells you. “You can visit for a few minutes but she’ll need to sleep soon.”

You nod. Then you’re left alone with Natasha.

“You’re hurt,” Nat says with a frown.

“Just barely,” you say. You make your way to her bedside. “You saved me.”

“I’d do it again.”

“The doctor said you should make a full recovery,” you tell her.

“And Carol?” Nat asks.

“I’m not sure, but I did meet her family,” you say. “Or I guess what used to be her family.”

“Maria?” She asks. You nod. “That’s good. They’re good for each other.”

“Are we good for each other?” You accidentally ask out loud. “Sorry. I was just hoping to talk to you before everything happened. I really want this. I really want you.”

Nat tries to process your words through the pain and medicine. It’s a lot right now.

“You don’t need to say anything right now, Natasha. Just get some rest. I’ll be here,” you say.

“Thank you for being here,” Nat says. “Do you think- um could you get in here with me?”

“In the bed? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You could never hurt me, y/n,” Natasha says. “Please.”

You oblige and settle against Nat’s good side. She didn’t say it, but you can tell by the way she rests against you that she wants this too.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #soft natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff fluff #bodyguard!nat #actress!reader #natasha romanoff comfort #carol danvers #carol danvers x reader #maria rambeau #monica rambeau

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roryywrites · 2 years

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Come to New York

Parring: natasha romanoff x celebrity!reader

Word count: 463

A/N: just some fluff I got inspired off a tiktok about Hailee and Ella :))

Happy reading x!

It had been a long night of shooting and you’re inexplicably tired. You came home to your cat and called out to your fiancée. “Tasha!! I’m home!” you said but when you didn’t get a response you realize she wasn’t there and in New York. You sighed and headed towards the couch.

Having a private and almost secret relationship was hard. People had been suspecting you and Natasha were dating but you two never really confirmed or denied it, even after your engagement. You hid it well from the public eye and it wasn’t too hard.

After a few minutes of relaxing you received a text message from Nat. ‘You ready for our ig live?’ you groaned when you remembered you had an ig live interview. But even when you were incredibly tired you wouldn’t pass up a chance to see your fiancée who was miles away.

You picked up your phone, ‘yeah, but i’m gonna take a shower first. You guys start without me.’ you replied. After receiving a thumbs up from Nat you dropped your phone and took a shower.

After your shower you hurriedly blow dried your hair and went back down to your phone. You saw the notifications from instagram of the live natasha was in and tapped it.

After a few technical difficulties you finally got it and is in the ig live. It was natasha, an interviewer, carol, and you. Once you saw carol your fists slightly clenched. “Hi, everyone! I’m so sorry i’m late. How is everyone?” you beamed with the fakest smile, and Nat could tell. “Hello!! No worries we all have late working jobs.” the interviewer chuckled and Natasha and Carol did so.

You realized they were in a place with a dark background with moving cars and walking people behind them. But you ignored it and saved it for the end of the interview.

After what seemed like the longest live ever you finally finished. All of you had been catching up and you finally asked, “Hey, Nat, Carol, are you guys in a car?” you asked curiously and they both laughed and nodded. “Yeah! We’re meeting in a restaurant after this.” Carol said. You’re eyes widened, “Are you guys together?” you followed up curiously and they shook their head, “No no, we’re in separate cars” Natasha confirmed. “Oh oh oh. But you’re going to the same place?” you asked. “Yesss” Natasha replied with a small smile. “Whaat, I’m so jealous!” the interviewer said with a pout and you all laughed. But Natasha could really see what’s going on in your eyes.

“Come to New York, baby” she said softly and the interviewers eyes widened. “Alright, I’m on my way” you said and stood up. Natasha smiled ended the live immediately after that.

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the-iceni-bitch · 4 months

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𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓸𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻, 𝓒𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝔂 𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱

Relationship: ex!Carol Danvers x female!reader

Words: ~500

Summary: Christmas never felt so blue.

Warnings: grown up words, ANGST! angst angst angst

A/N: I’m still in my feelings, guys. This is super short but I still feel like it ripped my heart out a lil bit. I feel like this was the same couple I wrote in this ask, so I’m just apologizing off the bat for the misery in here.

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Your house doesn’t feel like home anymore.

You lit the candles Carol bought you, you hung her stocking on the mantle, but still you feel so cold. The space under the tree for her gifts is empty since you couldn’t bring yourself to wrap them. They are all still in the chest in the attic where you always hide them and you think they will have to stay there for a while. Maybe someday you will send them to her. She already took everything else with her when she left. You just want to hold on to something of hers a little longer. You wanted to make her happy and you still don’t know why you couldn’t.

Next month you think, you hope you can pack everything up. All of the ornaments you picked out together. All of the memories you made and your plans for the future. The songs that Yelena played for you when you sat in front of the fire while she told you why she loved each one. Since she loved them you loved them too. You could have listened to her tell you about every tiny thing she loved for hours, and now you’ll never get to hear her voice again.

The gingerbread you baked together tastes like nothing. You cannot eat anything, it all tastes like grief. You stare at the plate as you sit in what was you chair, holding the blanket that still smells like her and ignoring the pain of hunger in the pit of your stomach.

Your anguish is overwhelming but still you want her again. You can’t bring myself to plead or beg, but if she showed up at your door and said it was all a mistake you would welcome her. You were willing to work on it then and you’re willing to work on it now. You just want to hear her voice. You want her to talk to you instead of shutting you out. You know you made mistakes but if she loved you the two of you could have fought through it. Why wasn’t she willing to fight for you? Were you not worth it?

She said you should have known that it was coming. Two days before your heart broke you and Carol were smiling and laughing, making tinsel crowns and taking Polaroids together, but you should have known. Maybe you did, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less.

Everything is hers. Pretending otherwise is futile. She touched everything in this house so you can’t even bear to look at it anymore. The tree and the lights and the decorations you put up make your vision go blurry. So you gaze out the window at the falling snow and let your thoughts go as silent as the white world outside while ignoring your own miserable company. The new year could come and go, and still you would sit in your chair, alone and empty. There was nothing to celebrate without her.

#natalie writes #nat’s blue christmas #carol danvers #marvel au #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers x you #carol danvers x female reader #female!reader #carol danvers angst #angst

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star-xxx1 · 3 months

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IF I WAS TO WRITE THE GANGBANG:

(Inloves Carol, Natasha, valkryie, Wanda x fem! reader.)

Also, I will open my requests for themes and ideas for it. I need help. Writes blocks hitting hard 😭

Also, movational messages would be appreciated <3

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ashecampos · 1 year

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tears over beers

you put too much effort into relationships and the girl you genuinely had feelings for broke your heart, even now after knowing about what she done, your friends still choose her over you.

because of this you relapsed.

and lost yourself again.

until one night three women find you in the woods about to take your life.

TRIGGER WARNING

self harm, suicide attempt, alcoholism, drug use, swearing, past relationship trauma, eating disorder, body dysphoria. (totally not writing just to vent..yes that’s exactly what I’m doing)

IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED PLEASE DONT READ THIS

(I see you little depressed bitches who are going to ignore this message, if this is you please reach out to me or anyone for that matter, I know what your going through, even if I don’t I will try and help)

tears run down your face, you bring your stained hoodies sleeve up to your crimson coloured cheeks, the once dry, blue hoodie, now damp and a deep blue colour. you wipe the salty tears off of your face.

blurred vision and a bottle of beer in your hand, the tears fall faster than ever, you can almost sense the panic attack that is coming for the 5th time in the past 4 hours.

the thing about you is that when you seriously genuinely like someone, you do anything in your power to keep them.

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you where 16 and freshly out of a emotionally abusive relationship, first year of college, your time to shine.

two of your closest friends from secondary school managed to stay in the same friend group as you, from that you built a whole new friendship group, different people from your friends classes joined.

about half way through your first year of college you developed feelings for a girl who recently discovered her own sexuality. Through her discovering herself she managed to split the group which was once a big group into two, the other half of the group studied a different course than your side and now the two groups barely talk.

upon telling your best friend about your newfound feelings, she tells you that the girl sees you in the same light as you see her.

a few weeks later the girl you liked and one of your closets friends texted you saying they both had feelings for you. Upon this a massive wave of guilt engulfed your mind. You had liked your close friend for years before when you where both in secondary school yet you still liked this new friend.

you had told them both that you where confused and couldn’t make your decision so soon. Your close friend Em told you to take your time and that if it was her you where willing to choose that she would wait forever for you, on the other hand, your other friend Kai told you that you had to choose and that it wasn’t fair.

you tried so hard to choose but you couldn’t.

once both of them and your best friend wanted to go see the same movie so you invited them all to see it together as it would’ve been easier. To make it even more awkward your younger brother decided to tag along.

during the movie Em held your hand because she recognised your anxiety about the cinema, along with the scary scene that was playing before you, for the next hour, the two of you held hands. Then the same on the bus ride, once Kai left, Em took the opportunity to hold your hand, then kissing it once you reached her stop.

Throughout the rest of the year Kai begged for your attention and love while Em worked for your love.

and guess who you picked

if you thought Em

you thought wrong.

stupidly you picked Kai because Em was at another college and the two of you barely saw each other, whereas even though she never put in effort Kai saw you everyday.

A few month of sharing hoodies and you putting in the most effort to make sure Kai is having a good time while she is going through things, you wanted to ask the question. ‘what are we?’

you ended up asking her through text what she wanted from the talking stage, after that she told you she needed space.

this was the first time she hurt you, broke you even.

you sat on a table alone as your friends went to talk to her, they left all their stuff with you, you sat and silently sobbed while they laughed with her.

Summer finally broke out and you had the girl unadded for the whole time, your friends hung out with her while you were either on holiday or alone in your room reading comic books of super heroes with the dream love story.

Around 2 weeks till college starts she added you again with the plea to start talking again, of course you being a fucking idiot, you said yes because your friends wanted the group to be together again with you being the ‘glue’ of the group.

Your now in second year of college

through the use of the internet you found your diagnosis for depression and the internet keeps saying your neurodivergent.

She would send you relationship posts through tiktok and snapchat, yet the moment you ask for the second time what she wanted from the relationship, she fucked you over again.

But this time worse, she left you on opened before spending a week ignoring you, the friend group fell apart a bit more and you just stayed away as much as you could in fear you’d show yourself crying in front of them.

She eventually messaged you and the two of you stopped talking.

now not even two weeks later, you heard through a good friend that she has already moved on with one of your ex’s who also fucked you over.

In the coming weeks your life fell apart, you can’t find a job, your failing everything you do and your presence at college is near to never

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your now sat in the woods with a bottle of your pills in your lap, unknowingly of the famed avengers’ new mission in your area.

Three of the avengers are stood watching you from behind you, without your knowledge. Your new apple airpod maxes placed upon your dark curly hair, music blaring.

After a few minutes of them watching you they start to whisper about your state as you pull up your sleeves, cursing at yourself for not bandaging your arms properly, blood runs down your forearms from the deep raging red lines that cover the entirety of your arms.

Upon seeing this you feel a pair of strong arms wrapping around your shoulders, hugging you from behind, you throw your headphones off, putting them on the floor. “Shh I’m here” a raspy Russian voice says while you melt into their hold. Another two people join the hug, “it’s okay detkà we’ve got you” another voice says, this time her voice is hinted with an old Slavic accent, lastly another female says “I’ve got you little one” in an American accent.

part 2

#reader insert #wanda maximoff #wanda maximov #avengers #the avengers #x y/n #carol danvers x reader #natalie rushman #natasha romanov #wanda x nat x reader #wandanatcarol #comfort #sorry for the rant #rants n rambles #life rant

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romanoffsbish · 2 years

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Fearless

WandaNat x Fem!Reader

Carol Danvers x Fem!Reader

Sad Beautiful Tragic (MW x Taylor Swift Series)

Last Kiss (Previous/Connected piece)

18+ | Implied Smut |

Over a year later, and the way you view the world is astronomically different. Saying goodbye to Carol hurt, boy did it fucking hurt, but the final culmination of all that grief is honestly greater than your wildest dreams(😉).

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There's somethin' bout the way

The street looks when it's just rained

There's a glow off the pavement

You walk me to the car, and you know I wanna ask you to dance right there

In the middle of the parking lot

Yeah, Oh, yeah.

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The subtle drizzling of the rain down the car windows soothes you, as you catch sight of the city lights reflecting off of the raindrops. An abundance of warmth consumes you as your ears pick up on the faint snores coming from the beautiful Sokovian sleeping against you in the backseat. Inconspicuously, you peer up into the rear view mirror to catch a glimpse of the equally as beautiful Russian in the drivers seat.

Her hand was running through her hair, tousling the shaggy waves, and you were just lost in your head, imagining running your own hands through her hair. You imagine it must be soft with the amount of products that line their shower. Not to mention how long you've had to wait on her to get ready before. Completely lost in your thoughts you had missed the precise moment her eyes met yours. The subtle clearing of her throat pulled you back though, as she threw a wink your way, your eyes widened and you smiled sheepishly at the sight of being caught; judging by the crinkling around her eyes you can tell she was smirking.

A huff falls from your lips at her subtle teasing, while a light chuckle fills the otherwise silent car and she moves her eyes back to the road ahead while you shuffle that much closer to your personal heater in the back and close your eyes.

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We're drivin' down the road

I wonder if you know

I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now, but you're just so cool.

Run your hands through your hair

Absent mindedly makin' me want you

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Natasha drove another twenty miles before the highway eventually ended and she was instead cruising through a small town. Pouring rain had faded into a slight drizzle somewhere along the way, and since her eyes were beginning to droop she decided to roll the windows down.

The chill had seeped through the crack and made its way into the backseat where it eventually enveloped your entire body. Waking you with a shiver, and you peered down to see Wanda's completely unaffected form snoring. Leaving you to wonder how in the hell Natasha handles sleeping with the inferno that is Wanda Maximoff in the summertime.

"Natty..." You lowly whine, and Natasha curses under her breath before locking gazes with you.

Your face was blanketed with interrupted sleep, but your dopey smile helped to ease her guilt in the matter.

"Yes, sweet girl?" She quietly questioned.

"Pull over." You mumble, while gently guiding Wanda's body towards the door, and pulling her hood up so she was comfy.

"What?" She lightly laughs out, but out of curiosity she does exactly what you ask, pulling off the road, and parking besides a vast field.

She observed you get out, then rolled the passenger window down and you then peaked your head in with a smirk.

"Well, come on Natty..."

"Sweetheart, it's raining, and we still have another hour to go before we get you home. Maybe we should get back in the car, yeah?" Natasha exasperatedly states, once again doing as you said though, as she shuts her door and approaches you.

The team calling them whipped no longer seems like a myth...

Natasha decides it's best to just pipe down to see where it is you're taking this. Wanda and Natasha have come to learn that you're a wild card, and they honestly love every bit of it. They're Avengers, so they're no stranger to adventure, but their day to day life is honestly rather mundane. You've somehow reinvented the way they see the world though, having breathed new life into their very beings.

Turning on the balls of your feet you send a playful glare her way, she instantly jumps forward to catch you as the mud beneath your feet betrays you, and you squeal in surprise when the ground floods your sight.

"Falling for me are we?" She teases, and you groan playfully at her as she works to lift you upright.

"Only if you promise to always catch me if I fall.." You sweetly breathe out, and her playful smirk fades into a deep smile once she sees the hopeful glint in your eyes.

"We promise dorogoy.." Wanda's sleep laced voice cuts in as she wraps her arms around the both of you.

"Now, why are we standing in the rain?" She muses, as she pulls you from Nat, and burrows herself against your chest.

"Y/N —."

"Natty was getting sleepy, so I decided to trick her into walking around with me." You tattle, and the assassin glares your way.

"Nat, you could've asked me to take over." Wanda relays, followed by a yawn, and the both of you stare at her with amused eyes.

"You could've asked me...." You correct

"... but instead you chose to nearly freeze me to death..." You continue, and she scoffs.

"Says you who quite literally stepped out into the cold weather..."

"I put your hoodie on first, and I did it for you." You relay, with a deep pout forming.

"Hey, only I get to be annoyed here... My snuggle buddy completely abandoned me." Wanda groans against your chest, and you giggle at her whining.

"Let's go..." Natasha snaps, and your heart hurts at her sudden change in mood.

"Dance with me?" You suddenly ask, with your hand outstretched and she turns to you with furrowed brows.

Natasha instantly loses her edge when she sees the bit of sadness hiding beneath the immense bouts of hope swimming behind your (y/e/c) eyes. The last thing the retired assassin would ever want to do is make you sad, not when your smile is one of her favorite things to see.

"Come on, it'll be fun." You muse, and Wanda lifts her head to rest her chin on your chest before turning to Natasha with an insistent glare.

Natasha then takes your outstretched hand, and you instantly spin her into your bodies. Wanda huffs at the impact, and you giggle before peeling her from your body against her pitiful whines of resistance.

"You too..." You say, cutting her whines off before grabbing her hand to spin her around.

It's pitch black out, not many lights pollute the streets of this desolate town, so the stars are visible through the gaps in the storm clouds. All too suddenly the rain picks back up, and while the older women attempt to take cover in the car they take notice of how it only spurs on your excitement.

No music was needed to get your body swaying, and the barely there, dim reflection from the stars occasionally catches your bright smile. Wanda's unable to ignore your spirited ways, so she giddily joins you by wrapping her arms around you and swaying along with her head to your chest.

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'Til we run out of road in this one horse town, I wanna stay right here in this passenger seat

You put your eyes on me, in this moment now capture it, remember it.

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'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me head first—Fearless.

And I don't know why, but with you I'd dance in a storm..

In my best dress—Fearless

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"Vy oba sumasshedshiye, no ya vse ravno vas lyublyu." Natasha groans in Russian, making her way over to scoop the both of you up.

(You're both insane, but I love you anyways)

Having completely different plans, you somehow evade the assassins skillful grip. Swiftly running back to the car, shaking your drenched form like a dog in a pointless attempt to dry off before clambering into the driver's seat then promptly locking your door.

"Y/N, let me in..." Natasha grumbles, then you cheekily smile while pointing to the back, and holding up the keys you'd swiped from her.

Natasha eventually relents in an attempt to flee the downpour, quickly climbing into the backseat and sprawling out across the entirety of it. Wanda gently climbs into the passenger seat, and loosely interlocks her fingers with yours as you pull off the side of the road, and finish the journey back into upstate New York.

Natasha fell asleep rather quickly, after the entirety of your shenanigans coupled with her previous exhaustion. You couldn't help but smile knowing that she trusted you enough to fall asleep while you drove.

"Of course she trusts you..." Wanda sleepily murmurs, and squeezes your hand.

"Sorry dorogoy, when I'm tired my ability to filter out other's thoughts becomes near impossible." She squeaks apologetically and you squeeze her hand right back.

"No need to apologize Wands, it's no big deal."

"Well, we do trust you sweetheart, and we hope that you feel the same."

"Of course I do, how could I not? You guys have treated me so well, and have been incredibly patient with me along the way, and I couldn't have asked for anyone better to swoop my off my feet. I know I'm safe with you guys."

Wanda's eyes were closed, but her gentle kiss to your hand tells you that she heard you loud and clear.

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Once you finally pull into the guest spot of your apartments, you notice the tiny clock read 12:00AM. Wanda and Natasha were peacefully sleeping, and if you'd just closed your eyes you know you'd be too. With great struggle you keep your eyes open, then gently stroke Wanda's cheek to wake her up.

Natasha's groans fill your ears, followed by the sounds of her cracking bones as she stretched herself out.

"Let her sleep..." Natasha slurs, and you turn to meet her sleepy gaze.

"Well, if she doesn't get to say goodbye to me that would be your funeral..." You giggle and the assassin nods in understanding, your words catching up with her exhausted mind, and so you return to waking the witch up.

Wanda's eyes eventually flutter open, slowly taking in her surroundings, then a prominent pout takes its place on her face.

"No... Don't leave." She nearly cries, tightening her grip on your hand and you sigh deeply, leaving them never gets easier, especially not when she stares at you with those teary eyes.

"Goose has already been alone all day Wands, if I don't get back soon he'll eat my TV again." You relay with a reminiscent scowl.

She reluctantly giggles at the image now firmly in her mind, but that doesn't change her seemingly permanent pout as it returns.

The women follow you up to your space, partly for your safety, but more so because neither is really ready to party from you just yet. Nervously you fidget with your hands, while doing your best to block Wanda from your thoughts that were racing. This was the third official date with the women since you'd decided to take a chance on love again.

Their patience with you this last year has known no bounds, and rightfully so, you certainly deserved the benefit of their patience. Doesn't mean you don't know how difficult it had been for them, with how much you can see the longing for more in their eyes when they looked your way. To be honest, your patience with yourself was running incredibly thin as well, when all you've wanted for months was to feel their lips on yours.

It's been over a year since you'd been laid too, as one night stands were not appealing after a five year long relationship. Thoughts and toys were no longer proving to be enough for you anymore, and having them so close all the time didn't make it easier.

"Detka, are you okay?" Natasha, ever the observer, asks as she watches your hands fiddle with your keys.

Once you open the door, you turn to face them but keep your eyes cast to the ground.

"I-I'm okay... Why wouldn't I be?" You nervously mumble, while scratching at the back of your neck with your keys.

Natasha smirks at the sudden shyness, picking up on your subtleties, and understanding that you're indeed flustered. In all her glory, she takes a slight step forward, curling her pointer finger around your jaw, and lifts your face to match hers.

"It's okay darling, you can trust us..." She husks, breaths fanning across your lips, and eyes locked with yours.

She could feel your jaw tense as you gulped, then once she saw your eyes drop to her lips then go back up to hers she took the small step forward. Her lips met yours in a soft manner, and her arm was quick to wrap around your lower back once you'd melted against her.

Natasha smirked into the kiss once she felt your lips parting without request to give her access. Experimentally, she slid her tongue across yours, briefly swirling it around, before immediately pulling a whine of frustration from you once she removed it. Wanda's pitiful whines reminded the both of you to her presence, and Natasha reluctantly pulled away with your lip caught between her teeth before releasing it with a pop.

Your entire body was on fire from the previous engagement, so when Wanda suddenly pounced on you your mind was short circuiting, and you were just thankful that you'd still been able to catch her. Natasha honestly found your unexpected strength shocking as she stood their enjoying the view.

Wanda's legs were firmly wrapped around your waist, while her lips moved against yours roughly. Your hands were holding her close by her ass, so in the heat of the moment you'd firmly grasped her cheeks, and her lips stuttered against yours as she moaned into your mouth.

Natasha's sudden groan passed through your ears, and you gently placed Wanda down before removing your lips from hers. Wanda attempted to chase after you, but your hand on her chest stopped her from moving. Before her whine of disproval could pass her lips, your thumb had made its way into her mouth.

Natasha watched the encounter in amusement, as the 'oh so powerful' Wanda easily bends to your control. Then her blown out pupils met your mirroring lust filled orbs, and suddenly she'd accepted your extended hand.

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Well you stood there with me in the doorway, my hands shake.

I'm not usually this way but you pull me in and I'm a little more brave

It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really something, it's fearless

Oh, yeah

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They've been more than patient with you, as you've made sure to put in the work so that you would be stable enough for them. So, without a moment's hesitation, or a word spoken, you pulled the Natasha into your apartment, and allowed them the opportunity to love you fully.

Goose was quite intuitive, and made sure to hide away in the cabinet, but not before swallowing the remote to your TV as a sign of his disgruntled state.

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Carol was blissfully sleeping when her phone dinged, she wiped away at the sleep in her eyes, lifting the arm belonging to a random Asgardian woman off of her abdomen, before getting up to grab her phone and slipping into the restroom.

The notification she received was familiar in sound, telling her that there was traffic outside your apartments door. She knew she shouldn't be keeping an eye on you, but she excused her behavior away as that of concern since it was late and you were 'helpless.'

Your door was wide open, so she could only see down the dimly lit hallways, she heard low voices, so to ensure your safety—of course, she changed to a vantage point from indoors instead. A wave of nausea suddenly rolled through her once she witnessed the discarding of your clothes, along with that of her fellow Avengers as they roamed the expanse of your body the same way she once did.

After a tortuous minute of footage she'd finally been able to tear her eyes away; promptly lifting the toilet seat to discard of her dinner. She slid down the wall of her current rooms bathroom, as tears ran down her face. Every night this week she's been with someone knew, which before you was the highlight of her life, but now it all just felt so hollow...

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