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moonlit-imagines · 3 months

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Headcanons for being Scott and Hope’s child (Hank Jr. Edition)

Scott Lang/Hope van Dyne x child!reader

warnings:

a/n:

prompt: anonymous: “Scott and Hope have a baby girl (reader). And everything seems to be fine, but somewhere from the age of five, it becomes clear that the reader is a complete copy of her grandfather Hank Pym, that is: she is incredibly smart, she loves ants (she can talk about them for hours), she also has problems controlling anger (she hit a guy in the face at school for saying that ant-man sucks), thinks that there is no one smarter than her and her grandfather, and she also transferred his sarcastic communication style and views on things and people around, for example, when she first met Tony, she said: "You can never trust Stark."”

somewhere in the distant future a special kid was born

and that special kid had special parents and special grandparents

and those parents and grandparents were two generations of superheroes who saved countless lives (and, well, the world)

so it was no surprise to them that this next generation would be just as intelligent and caring as the ones before them

*cue a toddler with crayons in class*

“and then my grandpa asked the ants nicely to fly him to a bunch of different places and do all these cool things like move stuff around and like do other stuff” -you rambling on

“do you like anything besides ants?” -your teacher

“no” -you, continuing to draw ants on your paper

hank and janet were quite proud grandparents

and scott and hope, your wonderful amazing parents…couldn’t get enough of it

“honey, what about wasps? wasps are cool, right?” -hope

“no” -you

“she’s spending too much time with my dad” -hope

“well, he’s the only babysitter we’ve got since cassie got that new job” -scott

“oh, you mean our old job? yeah, miss those days where we could go flying around getting into trouble and beating people up” -hope

“well, you promised we’d retire so y/n wouldn’t end up with a childhood like yours” -scott

“y/n’s gonna want to be a superhero when they get older, arent they?” -hope

“let’s not think too far ahead. it might kill me” -scott

scott reads you his biography every night before bed

and you always giggle at the parts where your mom and grandpa bully him

“hey, not funny!” -scott

“so funny” -you

“dont get any ideas” -scott

“daddy, are you gonna get arrested again?” -you

“if i do it’ll be grandpa hank’s fault” -scott

you continued spending time with grandpa hank and grandma janet

and they spoiled the crap out of you

hank…got you an ant farm

“now you’re just being ridiculous, hank” -janet

“what? i’m just having some bonding time with my grandchild! hope never wanted anything to do with me growing up” -hank

once you started getting older, you wanted to hang out in grandpa’s lab allll the time. day and night

your parents hated it

“hey, think this one will suck us all into the quantum realm?” -scott

“it was one time!” -cassie

cassie was at hank and janet’s a lot, too, actually. they always wanted to help her with her suits and gadgets and all that

and make sure she had plenty of pym particles

“you have enough, right? here, take some more, i have plenty” -hank

“grandpa, please, i have more than enough, thank you” -cassie

“can i have some pym particles?” -you

“we can play with them in the backyard next time youre over” -hank

you draw new suit designs for cassie all the time

some of them she actually incorporates into her suits

and as you get older, you try to start designing more tech for her

“y/n is really scaring me” -hope

“why?” -scott

“just watch her and my parents together…they’re the same” -hope

“dear god, what have we done” -scott

“dad, look at this new pym particle powered weapon, i just finished the prototype!” -you

“okay, now i’m mad because where was this when i needed it!” -scott

“fifteen to twenty years too late” -hope

“we should have gotten together sooner” -scott

“i disagree” -hope

“wow, not even a pity agreement” -scott

asking your parents if they’ll get back into crime fighting

they said no

asking if you can get into crime fighting

they said no again

so you just kinda stockpiled all your ideas

and did everything you could to further your grandpa’s work

and help your sister

and keep your parents’ minds at ease (doesn’t really work)

and maybe one day you’ll be able to ride those ants and kick some ass like you always dreamed

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doudouneverte · 1 year

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Precious ones

a/n: I just notice that I don't know you, I'll be happy to talk with you but right now I give you that...

*not my GIFs*

Yelena Belova x Stark!Reader; Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader; Scott Lang x Female!Reader(platonic); Hope van Dyne x Female!Reader(platonic); Cassie Lang x Female!Reader(platonic); Avengers x Female!Reader

Summary: you may have been married to the blonde widow since nearly two years now but nobody knew. When your father learnt that he didn't totally act like you except.

Type: generally Fluff but a big Angst part

Warning: mention of blood, car accident and mention of death

word count : 4771 (it's long sorry)

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"I'm glad it's finished; I need to take a shower and sleep," Yelena said. She was back from a mission with the Avengers. She joined them four months ago, and to be honest, you were the one who convinced her. You were relieved to know she was not alone, and you were sure your father would protect her even if he didn't know who she was for you.

"Oh, come on, Yelena, it was fun." Natasha said, and her sister glared at her.

"You were not the one who almost got hit by the green giant." She replied, and Bruce looked at the ground.

"Mr. Stark, Y/n just arrived at the compound." Friday said, and everybody looked at Tony.

"Thank you, Friday. Let her know we will lend in 10 minutes." He replied, and when he met the curious faces of the others, he explained, "Guys, be ready to meet someone really important to me."

Now all the Avengers were more curious. Okay, maybe not all, Yelena was not curious; she was happy. It's been two weeks since the last time she saw you. You both have been married for one year and a half now, but nobody knew except three people. Antonia and Selina, two widows who were with you at this moment, and your mom Pepper. You hadn't told your father yet because you hadn't really found the time, and Pepper promised she would let you announce it to him.

Ten minutes later, like promised, they were walking to the living room in the compound. They were greeted by Friday and then by Pepper and Morgan. And when your little sister finally finished hugging everyone, you came back from the kitchen.

"Guys, let me introduce you to one of my favorite people in the world, my older daughter, Y/n Stark." Your father said, and you rolled your eyes at his attitude while everyone was shocked by his revelation.

"Nice to meet you." Steve was the first to come back to his senses. "I'm–"

"Steve Roger, aka Captain America." You cut him off. "To be honest, I know all of you." you said, and you paused your eyes on the two new recruits behind them. "And you two should be the news recruits Kate Bishop and Yelena Belova, right?" You said, and the brunette nodded frantically while the blonde just smiled.

"Why didn't we see you earlier?" Natasha asked, and despite the fact that her sister groaned loudly, you chuckled.

"I was working in San Francisco, with Hope. I think you know her as ‘The Wasp’." you said

"Wait, Scott's girlfriend?" Sam asked, and you nodded.

"And she didn't like to spend her time with her dad anymore." your dad added, and you playfully groaned.

"Oh, come on don't say that, it's just that I don't like the parties, but it's okay now." you said

"You want to come to my new party?" he asked.

"Definitely not. But, I move on in New York." You announced, and he raised his eyebrows, he knew how much you liked to work with the daughter of Hank, she was like your big sister. "I decided to spend more time with my little sister, so I joined Stark Industri." You explained, and he couldn't help but hug you tightly.

"Does that mean I will see you more often?" He asked, and you nodded.

After that, you properly introduced yourself and spent the afternoon with them before you went back to your house. Yelena had to finish her paperwork before she could leave, so when she was working, the rest of the Avengers were in front of the TV, watching a movie, when Kate broke the silence.

"Did you see how Yelena reacted when she saw Y/n?" she asked, and everyone thought for a moment before agreeing. "I think she likes her, but I can be totally wrong." she said.

"Yeah, but Y/n has a ring on her finger." Natasha said.

"Don't worry, it's nothing." Tony said, and everybody looked at him confused. "She just really likes jewels, that's why she always wears rings." he explained.

"Yelena is the same. She always wears rings." Natasha said.

"I think we should let them know each other more." Kate proposed, and everyone nodded.

Two months after you almost spent all your free time in the compound, you were searching for the right moment to talk to your father about you and the Russian, but that was never really the right occasion. If he wasn't too busy with his work, you were working; if you were both free, your wife was busy, and you promised her to wait for her to tell him. But even with that, all the heroes seem to have noticed that you quickly became close to the blonde; they thought it was a good friendship. You both decided to keep your relationship secret until you talked with your father and her sister. Yeah, even the great spy Natasha Romanoff was unaware that her own sister was married.

You were in the kitchen with Natasha and Kate when Yelena came, "Hi Yelena." You greeted her without even looking at her. For everyone, it would be a little weird, but we talk about Yelena Belova, a super train widow, she was very discreet, so it was funny to see the face of the archer when she saw you recognize the footsteps of her friend when she couldn't yet.

"Hi Y/n, were you not supposed to work now?" she asked.

"Yeah, but I had something to finish before." you said, and you finished what you were doing. "Oh, I brought a new toy for Fanny. I left it in my dad's lab." you said before leaving the room.

"See you later!" the blonde shoots at you.

"See you later!" you yelled back.

When you were out of the room, Natasha cleared her throat, and her sister looked at her. "Oh, good morning, Nat, and good morning, Kate. I didn't see you." she said, and now her sister was surprised; it was not the type of Yelena to not greet her first in the morning. Of course she was happy to see her sister was making a new friend, but usually no one came before her. She wanted to say something, but Yelena started to leave the room. "I will train, but before I will pass by the lab." she announced and left.

"Wow, did you see that?" Kate was the first to talk after a moment. "Y/n could tell it was Yelena without even looking; do you think she had a superpower or something like that?" she asked, and the older Russian shook her head.

"No, I don't think so, but it's true; it's weird; even Bucky and Steve can't tell when Yelena walks to them, but the strange thing was that she greeted her, but she totally didn't acknowledge us." she said, and Kate chuckled. "What's so funny?" the older redhead asked.

"You're jealous that your sister didn't say 'hi' to you first." She said and quickly left before Natasha could do anything to her.

In the lab, Tony was working when Yelena came. "Hey little spider, how can I help you?" he asked, and your wife rolled her eyes.

"Y/n, said she brought a new toy for Fanny, and she left it here." She said, and Tony pointed to a bag in a corner of the lab. When Yelena opened it, she found not only the toy but also a new vest you brought her with a card. She smiled at herself and texted you to thank you.

Two days later, she was out on a mission with Tony, Steve, and Natasha, and the redhead noticed the change.

"Oh, it's new," she said, and Yelena followed her gaze and looked at her new vest.

"Oh, yes. Y/n brought it to me when she brought the new toy for Fanny," the blonde explained, and your father frowned his eyebrows.

"I know you are close, but I didn’t think it was her thing to bring a gift for her new friend. I think she really likes you." He said, and Yelena smirked. Of course you like her; more than that, you love her, and you promised to spend the rest of your life with her.

When she returned from her mission, she immediately left the compound and made her way to your shared house. There she found you asleep on the couch with the TV on; she knew you waited for her. She turned off the TV and delicately picked you up to your bedroom; after she placed you under the blanket, she took a shower and slid next to you.

The next month, everyone was almost pissed by the fact that you were both oblivious by the way you looked at each other with heart eyes. But today was the day, Pepper was here with Morgan, your dad should come back from a mission with your wife, and you decided to finally tell him.

On their mission, Tony and Yelena found Antonia and Selina, and the blonde invited them into the compound and afterwards to your house for dinner. During the flyback, they didn't hesitate to tease them about you, and that made Tony laugh even if he didn't know who they were talking about.

"Tony, you should have seen her before," Selina started. "She was a badass widow, and now she's so soft. We call her the ‘soft widow’." she said, and Yelena groaned.

"Oh, why do you have this long face, soft widow? Do you miss your wife?" Antonia asked.

"Wait, wife?" Tony asked, visibly shocked.

"Yeah, the soft widow has had a beautiful wife for nearly two years now." Selina announced, and his jaw dropped. But before he could say anything, the jet lent, and the three women ran out. To be true, Antonia and Selina ran for their lives while Yelena chased them.

You were in the kitchen, and everyone was in the living room, when you heard two familiar voices screaming playfully. When they entered the living room, they quickly hid behind the older widow. "Natasha, help us. Softy Widow wants to kill us." Antonia said, and you sighed.

"Who's Softy Widow?" Natasha was clearly confused, but Yelena quickly appeared in front of her, and the two women screamed like little girls, and that made your little sister laugh. Fortunately for them, you walked from the kitchen at the same moment Tony entered the living room.

"Please Y/n calm your crazy wife." Selina said while she was running to you with Antonia. You let them hide behind you, and everyone vanished when you saw Yelena stop in front of you with her disappointed face.

"детка(babe) I love you, but let me kill them just today." She said, and you chuckled.

"Oh, baby girl, you know you can't kill them," you replied. "And they're our witnesses, you'll not kill our witnesses, right?" You added kissing her nose, and she stopped.

You were in your bubble when Natasha and Tony cleared their throats, but before they could say anything, Kate seemed to want to exteriorize her emotion. "What's the hell?!!" she yelled, and you both looked at her.

You smiled awkwardly and looked at everyone. "Surprise? I think." You said. Natasha was furious, Pepper was scared for you, Morgan was surprisingly happy, and your dad was...not there anymore. Tony left without even getting noticed. When you didn't hear him say anything you knew where he was.

"Yelena, what's the hell?" the redhead asked and her sister was now a little scared too.

The blonde looked at you and squeezed your hand "Go find him I'll handle this," she said and you raised your eyebrows at her "don't worry she'll not kill me, but I'm not sure about you." She added and you kissed her before quickly leaving. Now the young widow was facing the rest of the room.

You were in front of the lab, and the doors were closed, pretty uncommon. "Mr. Stark doesn't want to be disturbed." Friday informed you.

"Oh, come on Friday. I really need to talk to him," you pleaded.

"Sorry, MissStark, but even you can't come." The AI said.

"Friday, we both know I know how to open this door with or without your consent. And we both know I can easily hack you to turn you off. So, please." You said, and the AI didn't say anything for a moment. You were sure if she could, she would sighed, but she finally opened the doors, and you rushed in.

Tony was moving some boxes on the big table, he noticed some footsteps but didn't turn around. "Friday, I thought I was clear when I said I didn't want anyone here." He said.

"Um. I think we need to talk." You said, and he finally turned around to look at you.

"Oh, you want to talk now?" he asked sarcastically.

"Listen, I know we should have told you earlier, but we didn't find the right time."

"Since when?"

"What?"

"Since when you two are-? You know."

"Two years soon."

"TWO YEARS?" He yelled, and you flinched. "You didn't find the right time during those two years?". He asked.

"I know it's long, but we both know we couldn't see each other for the last two years." You said, and you started to walk back and forth in the lab. "I know you are angry, but—."

"No!" He cut you off. "I'm not just angry, Y/n. I'm also sad and shocked. It's been nearly two years since my daughter got married, and I didn't know. And what pisses me off the most is that you were not even the one who told me. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't know."

"We were used to telling each other everything. How did something like that happen?"

"I know. I think I was scared."

He sighed, and you stopped to look at him. "Did Natasha know?"

"No, we wanted to talk with the both of you. But Pepper knew."

"Pepper?" He repeated, and he scuffed.

"She's my mom."

"Yes, but I'm your dad too, did you forget that? What happened to the little girl that I raised and always made sure she could tell me everything?" He asked and walked out of the room.

"She just grew up." You replied when he passed beside you, and he left without arguing more. You stayed in the lab for an hour; crying alone, when you heard someone come.

"Hey, Yelena said we could find you here." Antonia said. You wiped away your tears before facing her. The two widows looked at you and your pitiful state. Selina didn't say anything and just hugged you. "We're sorry." Antonia said, and you looked at her.

"Oh, no, it's nothing. I think you helped me in a way." You replied and tried to smile. "You both came tonight?" you asked them, and they nodded.

When you left the lab with your two friends, you saw Natasha. She was on the couch, and when you approached her to say your goodbyes, she didn't even acknowledge you. This night, the girls spent the night trying to cheer you up.

The next day, you went to the tower to pick up some files for work. Kate didn't leave your side; she asked you a lot of questions about you and Yelena. It was cute, and you were happy to finally talk about the woman who owned your heart, but right now you needed to talk to someone. So after the questions about your first meeting, and who asked who, you successfully found a way to escape in your dad's lab.

In there, you were surprised to find Natasha and Pepper talking about something that visibly concerned you because they stopped immediately when they saw you.

"Hey sweetheart. I thought you were already at work." Your mom said.

"Hi mom. Hi Natasha. I will go. I just wanted to talk with dad before." You said.

"He was tired from last night, so he should be sleeping right now." Pepper said, and you nodded.

"Okay, bye. I'll see you next week." You added before leaving.

"She looks desperate," Natasha said when you were out of earshot.

"She always was a daddy girl, she spent all her time with Tony. But he doesn't seem to approve of her relationship with your sister, so I think it's the best condition she could be in, actually." The blonde explained.

"But why didn't she tell him anything?"

"She wanted to, trust me. She just waited for the right time. They had planned to announce to you when they'd find a way to reunite you and Tony with them in privacy. But every time you were the three of you together, it was the time she was in San Francisco, and when she moved here, you were a little hostile towards her because your sister was mesmerized by her wife."

"Do you think I scared her?"

"Oh, don't worry, Natasha; she needs more than a shovel talk from an ex-assassin to be scared. But I think she's worried about not being enough for your sister."

You didn't find your dad, and you needed to leave for San Francisco this afternoon for a week; Yelena was out with Antonia and Selina. When you were ready to leave, you texted your wife and your father, even if you knew he wouldn't reply soon.

Two days later, you were with Hope and Cassie on the couch, talking about all that had happened since you left. "Wait, how did you want him to act when he just learned that her daughter got married to an ex-assassin?" Hope asked, and you rolled your eyes.

"Oh, come on, we all know she's not like that anymore." You said.

"Yeah, Softy Widow is totally different with you." Cassie said, and you looked at her confused.

"How do you know this nickname?" You asked.

"She came for a visit last month with Selina and Antonia, and they didn't stop to call her that." The young girl replied.

"You know she would kill you if you call her that in front of her." You replied playfully.

"Oh, come on, she loves me, I'm her best niece." She said with an amusing tone.

"You're technically her only niece," you said, and she rolled her eyes. "So, let's talk about something else. Like how my little Cassie is becoming a delinquent."

"Oh, come on. It was not bad." The young girl said and you chuckled.

"You miniaturized a police car. It's a little bad, but I'm not Scott, so, I'll let it slide." Hope said.

"You're a pretty bad mom, Hope." You said dramatically, and the girls laughed.

You spent the rest of the day talking and laughing with them, and Scott came a few hours later. You were grateful to see him, even if he was not the smartest of all of you, he was the one who always helped you with your family issues.

"Oh, it's a huge problem." Scott said, and you sighed. "I mean, I don't want to take his side, but honestly, if it were Cassie, I would act the same. Listen, you know how much he likes you, it's just a question of time. Let him process the changes and show him how Yelena could be a Softy Widow." he said, and you laughed.

"You really have a death wish in this family." You replied, and he smiled.

"I'm glad to see you smile. And don't worry, she already almost killed me the last time I called her like that, but she's not here." He said, and you laughed. "I have some ideas if you want me to help you," he added.

You were grateful for the time you spent with them; it was fun to see Scott come up with a few things you could do to make up with Tony. When you left at the end of the week, you were sad, but you promised to come with your wife the next time. When your flight landed in New York, you had already missed your time in San Francisco, but you were glad to see your favorite blonde again.

You texted your dad to let him know you were back, and you weren't surprised when he didn't reply. A little upset, you reached your car and started to drive to your home. The ride was pretty cool, and Friday told you that Yelena was required on an emergency mission. Okay, it was not really how you wanted to be greeted, but you knew how it was to be an avenger.

At a red light, you noticed a car that suspiciously followed you. It was not uncommon for some people to follow you when they knew that you were the daughter of Tony Stark. They usually just wanted a photo or to talk about business. At another red light, you took your phone and texted Pepper to let her know that you should be back a little later than expected. When the light turned green, you drove, but you didn’t see the same car speed up in your direction until it was too late.

On the other side of the state, the Avengers were coming back visibly exhausted by their mission when Friday alerted them:

"Mr. Stark, Mrs. Belova, you have an incoming call from Mrs. Pott."

The Avengers exchanged curious looks.

"Take it." Tony said, and the AI did. "Hey Pepper, how are you?" He asked.

"Good, but I need you and Yelena to come here asap." She replied, and everybody was worried because of the little fear in her tone.

"What's happening?" Your father asked.

"It's Y/n. She got involved in a car crash." She successfully mumbled while she was sobbing.

"Where is she?" Yelena asked, clearly worried.

"In the hospital, I'll send you the address." Your mom said. After she sent them the address, the heroes didn't wait to come.

Pepper was waiting for any information, while everyone burst into the hospital. She fell apart in the arms of your father before she tried to comfort your wife. They didn’t have time to sit until a doctor reached them.

“Mr. Stark, Mrs. Pott, I’m happy to see you. Did any of you know who Mrs. Belova is?” they asked.

“It’s me.” Yelena said, and it brought the attention of everybody.

The doctor nodded and gave her a little comforting smile. They took some steps away from the group before they told them about what happened to you and what they were doing in the operating room. After that, they joined the group, who were as worried as them.

“How is she?” Steve asked first.

“They almost finished the operation, so we need to wait.” Pepper informed them.

“But what happened?” Kate asked this time.

“Someone provoked an intentional accident, and she was obviously the target.” Yelena replied, and the group didn’t ask anything else. “She shouldn’t be here.” the blonde mumbled.

“Hey, it’s okay Yelena nobody couldn’t predict that.” Natasha said.

“No, that’s not what I mean. She shouldn’t have taken this trip to San Francisco if YOU’d decided to act like an adult and talk with her.” she said, pointing to Tony.

“What do you mean?” your father asked, visibly angry at your wife’s accusations.

“You know exactly what I mean. If you had taken the time to talk with her, she wouldn't have booked a flight for Hope’s support. If you’d act like a parent and didn’t use this mission to avoid the conversation, she would never take her car and never get here right now.” She explained. “I joined you because she wanted to make sure I could have somebody if something happened to me, but now, because of that, I couldn’t protect her.” Her tears started to fall on her cheeks.

Kate didn’t wait to lead Yelena to the nearest bathroom, leaving the team totally surprised and speechless. Natasha followed the two girls, but not before sending a terrifying glare at Tony. In the bathroom, Yelena was crying while the archer tried to comfort her, even though she knew it was impossible. A few minutes later, Natasha came with a water bottle.

“Hey, take this.” she said while handing the bottle to her little sister. The blonde took it but didn’t say anything. A few seconds passed before the older sister spoke again, “Don’t worry, I’m sure she’ll be alright.”

“I know.” Yelena replied, “But I should be here; I promise to never let anything happen to her. If I didn’t go on this mission, we would be at home right now.”

“If you weren’t there, I could be the one here.” Kate said, and the blonde chuckled.

“You really need to learn how to fight Kate Bishop,” your wife said. She wanted to say something else when she received a text from Hope asking how you were. "Sorry, I need to call Hope.” she said before excusing herself.

A little over an hour later, the doctor came to tell them that the operation was successful, and they transferred you to a private bedroom. And that was where your father and your wife were—only the two of them because the other had plans for the rest of the day.

There was an awkward silence because of the earlier argument. Tony came back after a little trip to the vending machine, and he sat on the second chair near your bed. He took a deep breath, and the woman looked at him. “I’m sorry,” your father said.

“Excuse me?” The Russian asked; she was ready for another argument or sneaky comment, not an apology.

“I’m sorry for how I acted since last week. Hope told me everything you did for her and I thank you for that. I'm truly happy for you, it’s just that we used to tell everything and suddenly I learn that she’s married.” The billionaire said.

“Yeah it’s too much.” The blonde chuckled.

“Yeah that’s it…”

“She wanted to wait for you but somewhere we knew that it may never happen so we did at the moment. But believe me, when I said I never regret this decision. She’s the love of my life, she’s the one who taught me to love properly since the Red Room and just for that I would give her my life even if she’s not ready to do that in return.” Yelena explained.

“We all know that I can give you anything for you, even my life.” You said, and the two of them looked at you. “Hey guys. How are you?” you said with a weak voice.

Tony called a doctor, and only a dew later a nurse and doctor were in your room doing some tests and asked you some questions to be sure everything was alright. They told you what happened and that they will keep you for three more days. In the evening you were in your bed with Yelena cuddling with you because it’s been a while since you were able to see each other.

“So, with my dad? I hope you didn’t strangle him.” You joked.

“I was about to but I know how much you love him so I had to restrain myself.” she replied and you laughed. “I missed it.” she said softly.

“What?” you asked.

“Your laugh. Your smile. You. I miss you.” she replied, and you grinned.

“It’s only been a week, babe,” you said.

“I know, but it was a really long week. I had to support my sister and all her friends, and the pranks of Selina and Antonia.” she said, and you laughed.

“And what does my little drama queen need me to do to make up for this.” you cooed.

“Don’t do that again.” She replied, and you kissed her forehead.

“Okay, next time, I'll bring you with me." You said but she didn’t seem relieved.

“No, I meant don’t scare me like this, I thought I lost you. We both know I would not be able to live in a world without you.” She said, and with her tone, you were sure she was totally serious.

“Don’t worry, my love, I will always be with you no matter what.” You reassured her. “Now let’s sleep because tomorrow everyone will be here and they’ll not give us enough time to sleep.” you said, and she nodded.

“Good night, moya lyubov' (my love),” she said, and she kissed you.

“Good night, my love.” you replied.

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unknowndrone · 1 year

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#wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #carol danvers x reader #yelena belova x reader #kate bishop x reader #nebula x reader #gamora x reader #mantis x reader #agatha harkness x reader #hope van dyne x reader #pepper potts x reader

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hiddleswiftt · 8 months

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hiddleswiftt masterlist! <3

welcome to my blog/page whatever you wanna call it! im new to all this so give me time to figure out how to work tumblr! :) im only here since i want to be completely delulu like the rest of you guys, (which i already am! but you can’t have too much delulu in your life, right?)

who i write for:

jonah hauer-king and characters

(includes jonah, prince eric, laurie laurence, harry chase, max mallowan, winchester and mo!)

UPCOMING! - marvel characters

(includes wanda maximoff, kate bishop, peter parker - both tom holland and andrew garfield’s, cassie lang, hope van dyne, scott lang, ghost/ava starr, yelena belova, bucky barnes, loki laufeyson, sylvie, carol danvers, kamala khan)

UPCOMING! - daisy jones and the six

(includes daisy jones, karen sirko)

UPCOMING! - only murders in the building

(includes mabel mora)

UPCOMING! - the summer i turned pretty

(includes belly conklin, conrad fisher, jeremiah fisher, steven conklin and taylor jewel)

thank you for viewing and possibly following! you may request some ideas! hope you enjoy my content!<3

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peach-and-bugs · 2 years

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hi! i’m here for the one word requests. can i see FLIGHT with HOPE VAN DYNE? thank you!!

🐜Flight - Hope Van Dyne x Gen!Reader🐜

Fanfiction master list

Summary: Hope takes a little detour to the lab to check up on you (definitely not because she misses you or anything)

Warnings: mostly just fluff with a few suggestive jokes/comments; nothing explicit

Word Count: 853

A/N: Here's another completed single-word request that's on the shorter side (requests are still open). I initially had a completely different idea that took the word flight pretty literally, but then I considered exploring a different side of Hope to spice things up. From what we see of her, she's pretty stubborn and doesn't show a lot of "feelings", so I thought it would be interesting if on rare occasions when she's alone with her partner, she becomes a little bit clingy. This also goes along quite nicely with my Jealous!Hope fic, now that I think about it. Anyways, as always, feel free to leave questions or comments in my comments or ask box, and happy reading! 🐜

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Music blared from your earbuds, so much so that you didn’t hear Hope when she entered the lab. Your eyes were trained on the intricate wires that you were working to fuse. Periodically there would be a sizzle followed by sparks as metal fused with metal and you focused intently from the other side of the large microscope. You wouldn’t be able to see anything you were doing without it.

Hope waited till you pulled your hands back from your work to tap your shoulder. You jumped with a startled squeal and swiveled round in your chair with wide eyes. Hope had an ever-pleased grin on her face, her nose scrunching with laughter that hit your ears as you took out your earbuds, your startled expression turning into a scowl.

“Hope! I told you not to do that,” you grumbled. Keeping a frustrated exterior was much harder than you'd have liked though, given how contagious Hope's smile was, especially with the addition of her laughter. She leaned forward, her hands moving gently to your hips with the lightest of squeezes.

“I know, I know,” she sighed, her gaze wavering from your eyes down to your lips and back. “But I can’t resist an opportunity to make you squeal,” Hope grinned a shark tooth grin, her teeth and eyes sparkling as she enjoyed her one joke far too much. You groan loudly, masking the bubbling laugh in your throat as your hand gently smacks into Hope’s face to push her away. Her laugh rings out through the lab again.

When you settle down, she pulls your hand away from her face and kisses your palm, moving it to caress her cheek and hold her rather than move her away. She maintains intense eye contact with every move and you find yourself blushing with a rather dumb grin.

“Did you need something, Van Dyne, or did you just miss me?” you hummed as Hope pulled herself closer to your figure, nudging your legs apart to stand between them.

“Can’t it be a bit of both?” she asked innocently. You rolled your eyes with a flare of your nose as you let go of a breath that undoubtedly fanned over her face. “What are you working on?” she asked, craning her neck to look over your shoulder. You nudged her away to spin back around on your seat. Hope’s hands coil around your middle when you settle back in, her chin perching comfortably on your shoulder. It's a very similar position to how you sleep and you almost immediately relax with her touch.

“I’m improving your flight function,” you start, moving the magnifier away from the table so she can get a good look at the wing from her suit that’s lying on the table. “I noticed some resistance with your sharper turns while watching some footage. It’s nothing major but with some rewiring, I might be able to tighten your movements,”

“ you were watching footage of me?” she practically purred at the thought. You laughed lightly but batted at her shoulder, getting her to cut it out. She turned her attention back to your work, her cat eyes scanning over the circuit. “Wouldn’t that cause restraint and limit my control?” she pondered. Her breath was hot on your neck and you had to keep from wiggling at the sensation.

“Not if I do it right and reinforce the turn controls. I doubt it’ll feel very different, but it’ll help you move quicker and smoother,”

“Hmmm. I’m sure you will, baby,” you felt her nose nuzzle against your neck as she turned her head, followed by her lips. You managed to turn around in her arms again and gave her a curious loo, your hands moving up to her shoulders.

“I’m not going to finish if you do that,” Hope tilted her head to the side, her lips pursed as though she was considering her options.

“What if,” she pondered, her hands squeezing your hips quite tight. “I don’t want you to finish,” you arched a brow, pushing back the smile that twitched at your lips.

“Well, not right now, I mean. Those modifications do seem nice, and I’m quite confident you’ll be able to do it,” you let your smile show as she continued to chatter. “But right now I would love to take you out for dinner,”

“Dinner?” you asked, followed by a chuckle. “I expected that to go in a different direction,” it was Hope’s turn to laugh now.

“Hmm. maybe, but I'd at least like to wine and dine you first,” you leaned forward, arms wrapping around her to hug her, your forehead resting on her shoulder as you laughed. When you finished laughing at her antics, you looked back up, your face so close to hers that your noses periodically brushed against one another.

“Alright, we can go. Just let me clean up,” you started as Hope began to pull you away from your station.

“Nope. wining and dining first. Cleaning in the morning,” she chirped as you escaped the lab, laughing as she whisked you away for the evening.

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forcecaptainnoceda · 2 years

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Requests open (rules down below)

Hello! The characters I write for:

Rey

Joyce

Max

Robin

Melinda may

Fennec shand

Mulan

Ming Na Wen

Jemma Simmons

Mirabel Madrigal

Jinx

Meredith Grey

Christina Yang

Alma Peregrine

Hope Van Dyne

Korra

Greta Gill

Lottie (love island the game)

AJ (love island the game)

Lona (love island the game)

Angie (love island the game)

Charlize Theron

Lady Lesso

Phasma

Gwendolyn Christie

Larissa Weems

I do not and will not write m!reader, but gn, fem, or nb!reader is okay with me. If I am not told readers pronouns I will default to gn.

Smut and fluff is fine. It might be bad, but you can request it -_-

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fandomnerd9602 · 7 months

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Hi, could you write to Hope Van Dyne x six-year-old daughter Y/N .

When Hank and Janet talk about the fact that during the years that Janet was imprisoned in the quantum world, they both "had needs", and Hope writhes in disgust from their conversation, Y/N asks her a question.

"Mommy, I don't understand. What needs do grandma and grandpa talk about?"

Y/N: mama what are Grandpa and a Grandma talking about?

Scott: well sweetie...um...when two people-

Hope: zip it Scott!

Hope stares daggers at her parents...

Hope: I will not let my daughter be corrupted!!

Y/N: what's corrupted?

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #marvel incorrect quotes #mcu fandom #incorrect marvel quotes #ant man #ant man and the wasp #ant man and the wasp quantumania #hope van dyne #evangeline lilly #hope x reader

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blackhillfilmss · 2 years

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Y/n: *singing “love in the dark” by Adele in the darkness of their bedroom* I CANT LOVE YOU IN THE DARRRRRKKKKK

Natasha walking past their room: *turning on the light* you’re right because otherwise how would you see me?

Y/n: JESUS NAT CAN YOU KNOCK?!

Natasha: Not when this is also my room. You dork *she kisses their cheek*

Y/n: you interrupted my song

Natasha: you’ll get over it, and if you want to you can go bug Scott and see if he’ll sing with you

Scott bursting into the room: somebody call my name?

Natasha under her breath: he’s got better senses then the spider kid

Y/n: come on Scott let’s go have a singing contest *they run out the room*

Scott: oooh sounds like fun *chases after y/n and almost bumps into hope as she’s walking by*

Hope peeking into the room: they act like children.

Natasha: tell me about it.

#natasha romanoff #scott lang #hope van dyne #natasha romanoff x reader #scott lang x reader #marvel incorrect quotes #evangeline lilly #paul rudd #scarlett johansson #marvel mcu

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junikicker · 1 year

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Scarface - Hope van Dyne x fem!reader

Pairing: Hope van Dyne x fem!reader

Warnings: implied smut, alcohol, mentions of scars

Summary: Stark throws yet another party where you meet Hope van Dyne.

Note: Unpopular opinion: Hope w short hair looks hot.

Tony Stark. He and his stupid parties. You had just gotten back from an exhausting mission yesterday and would have loved to just take some more rest. But apparently, Tony had made other plans and insisted that you made an appearance at the party. And not just for an hour or two. He was really passionate about this one, hell, he even made Nick come.

You were never one to sport a dress and heels, and you were also not one to dress up, so you decided to keep it rather casual, rocking a dark blue pantsuit with a white dress shirt underneath, leaving the top three buttons unbuttoned. Your hair was put in place with some hair spray and you finished off your look with some jewelry and a pair of white sneakers.

“Y/l/n, you better be up here within the next ten minutes.” Tony’s voice echoed through the room. “I was just about to leave, Stark.” You replied through gritted teeth. “In that case, I didn’t say anything.” Was the only thing he said before his voice was gone as quickly as it had come.

You sighed and left your room. Walking through the hallway, you accompanied Maria who seemed to be on her way upstairs as well. Together, you got on the elevator. “Hill.” You acknowledged her presence. “Y/l/n.” She responded. You weren’t on a first name basis yet. There were a few moments of silence until you spoke up again. “How’s Tasha?” You asked. You hadn’t seen her since you had come back from your mission, you had spent quite some time in the medical wing, getting checked up after being exposed to some unhealthy fumes on your mission.

“She’s good,” Hill replied, not meeting your eyes. “Wait- how do you?” She asked, now turning towards you. “I just do.” You winked at her and exited the elevator which had now reached its destination.

You saw Natasha behind the bar and decided the first thing you needed to survive this party was a drink. “Tasha.” You greeted, sitting down on the stool in front of her “Hey there, Scarface.” Natasha teased and you smiled. She was the only one who was allowed to call you ‘Scarface’ without possibly losing a limb.

“I saw your girlfriend on the elevator.” You beamed at her, smiling. “She’s not my girlfriend.” She replied sternly. “Well, she seemed pretty flustered when I asked her about you.” You smiled like a little kid. “Okay, we slept together one time. But that doesn’t mean anything.” She insisted as she poured your whiskey into a glass. You just looked at her sternly, eyes narrow. “Okay, maybe it was six times, but who’s keeping count.” She shrugged it off as if it was nothing. “She is your girlfriend.” You stated, leaving no room for Natasha to argue as her attention shifted to the person approaching the bar.

“A Manhattan, please.” The voice requested and Natasha got to work. You turned around on the stool. Facing the woman who had just ordered her drink.

You were met by a stunning brunette in a pitch-black jumpsuit, the top secured around her neck, leaving her arms bare. The top had a cut-out that showed a few of her inner breasts. Her heels matched in color. “Hope, this is Y/n Y/l/n. Y/n this is Hope van Dyne.” Natasha commented from the side, setting the Manhattan in front of the woman whose name you had learned was Hope.

“Pleasure to meet you, Miss Van Dyne.” You said, shaking her hand, smiling. “The pleasure is all mine.” The slightly smaller woman had replied. Natasha winked at you and then disappeared towards Maria who was standing a few meters away.

You talked for a while, getting to know each other. You couldn’t help your eyes drifting to the cutout piece on her top every now and then. “My eyes are up here, honey.” She chuckled and you blushed, scratching your neck awkwardly. “I’ll let it slide.” She smiled, shifting closer to you. “...If you tell me how you got that one.” She raised a hand to your face and gently caressed the scar that went from above your left eye to about mid-cheek on the same side.

You smiled and got a hold of her hand, placing it in yours on the counter of the bar. “Let’s say, I flirted with death.” You started. “Wanted too much too fast, thinking I was stronger than I actually was.” You suggested. “Knife?” She inquired. You shook your head. “Dagger.” You corrected, chuckling. “An old friend of mine used to say Love is a dagger, it’s a weapon to be wielded far away or up close. You can see yourself in it, it’s beautiful until it makes you bleed. But ultimately…when you reach for it…” You resigned. “It isn’t real?” She finished your sentence.

“I suppose love is as real as one wants it to be. If you don’t want it to be real, then it won't be. If you want it to, it will. It is a dagger, it is beautiful and it will make you belled. You decide how deep the world is going to be.” She spoke.

“I think it’s a bit too early for a conversation like this.” You sighed, downing the rest of your drink. “May I have this dance, Scarface?” She asked in a teasing but still sweet tone, getting up from the stool, and offering a hand to you. You reached for your hand and the two of you made your way to the dance floor.

The dancing was playful at first, you sun Hope around her and there and she would playfully push you back, her hand against your chest when you were shoved towards her by someone else on the dance floor. When Smack That starts playing, you playfully wiggled your eyebrows at her and she laughed in response but from then on started to ‘accidentally’ grind into you whenever you spun her around.

With the next song, you find the courage to make another move and pull her closer and her hips flush with yours. She gasped in a teasing way, “Bold.” She teased but you just shook your head laughing in response.

Where have you been started playing and your hands on her hips encouraged her to roll hers with yours. Then your eyes met for yet another time, but now it was different. Your bodies continued to move, and your eyes stayed focused on the other’s. You didn’t hesitate and leaned in. What was the worst thing that could happen?

Hope was surprised at first but kissed you back as soon as she realized what had happened. You kept your hands where they were, on her hips, while hers traveled from your neck to your face, cupping it, gently holding it in her hands. You weren’t sure if it was a whistle you heard from somewhere but you couldn’t care less. You let your arms wander down her body until you reached her ass and gave it a squeeze. She gasped in response to your actions, which gave you the opportunity to gain back control. You pulled away a moment later, the need for air had your lungs burning. But it was a good burn.

“Should we get outta here?” You proposed and she nodded. You grabbed her hand and pulled her after you and into the elevator. As soon as you were in the elevator, she had you pressed to the wall, hands pinned up over your head. She made sure you knew she was in control and you had nothing against it. The doors closed as your make-out session continued on the way down.

The door opened and you freed your wrists, grabbing her by the hips, leading her out of the elevator backward. As you reached the door to your room, it was your turn to pin her hands above her head. “Oh, this is gonna be fun if you think you’re gonna be on top.” She breathed out as you peppered kisses all over her neck and throat. This was gonna be one heck of a night.

#hope van dyne #hope van dyne x reader #wlw #gxg #natasha romanoff #fem!reader #the wasp #wasp #marvel #marvel women #blackhill #maria hill

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