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marvelwitchergilmore · 2 years

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Love In The Bureau

Summary; (Criminal Minds x Supernatural x Marvel crossover; Dean Winchester x OC (Kate Carter))

They hadn’t seen one another in 8 years until her boss decided to leave, leaving the position of Team Leader up for grabs. Kate wasn’t the happiest when she found out who it was, but maybe something can change this time round...

Enemies to friends to lovers. CM level violence. AU!

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Stiring from the dizzy knockout, Kate eventually managed to focus her gaze and realised where she was. Well, what she was in.

It took a few moments, but as the stinging in her neck went down from where Psycho had dug the needle in, she turned to find Dean and herself sat on two metal chairs, side-by-side with perhaps 4ft distance between them.

"You okay?" Dean asked her.

Kate swallowed thickly and looked down, the light coming from the bulb just a little in front of them being too bright and giving her a headache. "Yeah. You?"

This was probably the longest conversation they'd had between the two of them since Dean had taken over as Team Leader.

"Yeah. I don't know how long we've been down here." Dean explained as he looked over his shoulder and around them. "But I'm guessing an abandoned wearhouse of some sorts."

There was only two doors. Both at opposite ends of the building.

Kate groaned a little. "It's always an abandonded wearhouse. Why is it always a wearhouse?"

"It's not always a wearhouse."

Kate stopped. "What?"

"It's not always a wearhouse." Dean repeated. "Sometimes it's, you know, a basement. Or an old house. Sometimes even cemetary. Or a barn."

Kate slowly looked at him. "Are you joking? Is this you cracking a joke? Because I know my face doesn't show it but my mind is blowing up right now."

But Dean didn't have time to respond because a second later, the sound of a large lock sliding open echoed throughout the building and from in front of them, Psycho entered.

"Good morning, sleepy head." He smiled as he struted forward. "Glad to see you're awake. I thought I'd have to kidnap another unsuspecting agent just to keep him company."

"I'm sure he could keep his own company." Kate said aloud.

"And she speaks, too! Well, isn't that exciting."

"Where the hell are we?"

"Oh," The Psycho gave a pout - like one you would give to a kid when they've fell and you're trying to not laugh. "Surely he taught you better than that. Isn't it lesson number one of FBI school that you don't ask the standard 'i've been kidnapped, where am I?' question? As if I'm going to tell you."

"Lesson 10 actually." Dean spoke out.

"Mmn. Maybe you're right." Psych said, looking to Kate in agreement. "Maybe he could have kept his own company for a little while longer."

"Dude, you've already got us here. What the hell do you want?"

"Well, I was just about to get to that."

Walking over to the wall, Psycho stood behind a table drowning in a cloth sheet before pulling it up as if revealing a special dish on Masterchef.

It was a metal rolling table piled in multiple weapons. Guns, Knives, amo, plyers. The works - for a Psycho tortuer.

"Let me guess, you want codes?" Dean asked.

"Yes, Mr Bond. I would like codes to MI5." The Psycho played along for a short moment. "No. No. You can relax. I don't want your codes. I just...I want your truths."

Kate looked to Dean confused before looking back to the man stood infront of them. "Truths?"

"You know," he picked up a knife and moved it around carelessly as if it was just a pencil he was using whilst teaching. "Truths. Everyone lies so much now-a-days. You know, with social media and tests and life. I'd, for once, like to hear a truth. Something deep. Something true."

"Or else what?"

Psycho's eyes went dark as he quickly dropped the knife and picked up the gun and pointed it towards them both.

"Or else I put a bullet in your pretty little brains and your team find you in a dumpster in three months time, severed in half."

Kate and Dean held the Psycho's gaze until he spoke again, and with a smile and his voice a little bit higher than the deep and warning voice he gave, said; "Now, where to begin?"

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They had told as many truths (and lies) as they could. But Psycho saw through each and every one of them.

He'd make his was around Dean and Kate, bending down to their level from behind them as they spoke, waving the gun around.

"Boring!" he'd shout before firing the gun off in the distance, but each time would place it in an angle that aimed it closer to their heads.

But now, he was running out of patience.

"Alright! No more lies! I want a truth. And I want it now or I put a mag into your boyfriend's pretty little head." Psycho stormed over to Dean and placed the gun barrell at his head.

But Kate didn't function for a second. And so he started to count down.

"Three! Two!" He pulled the hammer down. "On-"

"Alright!" Kate shouted. "Alright! Alright! Alright! I - I'll give you a truth. But, please...don't shoot him."

Psycho, with careful consideration, placed the hammer back and lowered the gun. He kept his eyes on the the whole time and moved back to the table before placing the gun down and picking up the knife. From there, he walked over to her, his eyes on her, searing into her head as she kept it down.

By the time he reached her, he pulled her head back making a small whimper of pain escape her lips. And he placed the cold metal against her skin.

"Lets call it insurance. I have a feeling this one is going to be good."

Kate gave a small nod, holding back her tears of fear, tiredness, frustration and pain. She swallowed thickly, her skin scratching the metal blade.

"So, what is your deep truth, Kate?" As much as it was a question from his lips, it was also a statement.

"I - I -" Kate tried her best to keep her voice steady but she was failing more by the minute. "I love him."

Psycho smiled after a moment of searching her face. He was excited. Proud, almost. He slowly moved back, removing his hand from her hair and the knife from her throat.

"Finally," he said releasing the word from his lips. "A home truth. But, I don't think everyone heard. Why don't you say it a little louder this time? So we can all hear you." His voice and eyes turned dark as he spoke after his question.

"Louder Kate!" He boomed.

"I love him." Kate said a little louder. Everything had been so quiet, she felt as if she was shouting but she wasn't.

Kate couldn't bring herself to look at Dean. To see his facial reaction. To see if he was about to say anything.

"Well, isn't that nice." Psycho smiled. "She's in love! With you, of all people." He said, turning to Dean. "But I think we're gonna need a little more, Katie. When?"

"When?" Kate asked.

"Yes," he nodded. "When? When did you fall in love with the hunk you're now calling your boss?"

Kate didn't answer straight away so, with a booming voice, Psycho shouted again. "When Kate?!"

Kate was quick to answer now.

"Security lockdown! When - When there was a security lockdown!" Kate yelled out.

"Ah,, that wasn't so hard, now, was it?" Psycho asked her. "How about a little bit of a story time?"

Psycho now pulled up a lone chair from the wall and sat on it between the pair so they could both see him in front of them.

"I'd hurry if I were you Kate, wouldn't want a bullet in the love of your life's head now, would you?"

Kate tried to steady her breathing, swallowed, and looked up. "It was during a security lockdown at the mall. We'd all been pulled in to help since it was about to be under attack. A shooter -- they'd escaped from a mental institue. Ex-war vet. In their head, they thought they were still at war. The noises and people. They didn't help break him out of it."

"Anyway, we - we'd been placed as a tag team together. We might've hated one another whilst he was training me but we worked well together when it came to putting our differences aside."

"And what was that difference?" Psycho asked out of curiosity, but the way he asked it, it was as if he already knew. And a part of him thought he did. After all, he believed her when she admitted her truth.

"A child." Kate admitted. "There were children still inside the mall. We were tasked with finding as many people and children as we could and getting them out. And we did. If anyone saw us, maybe they'd think we got along. That we were friends of sorts. But we managed to get the children out, until the shooter found us."

Psycho was now hook, line and sinker for her falling-in-love action story. "So, what happened next?"

"Dean," Kate managed to look at him for a split second, but not any longer. "He locked us inside the corner security office. And that was when we found the child."

"Sandy." The name came off Dean's lips before he could even think.

Kate looked to Dean and nodded. "Sandy."

And she turned back to Psycho to continue her story.

"She had been hidden under the desk. Visiting her dad at work. Her dad...he'd been shot dead. He saw the shooter and told her to stay quiet and wait under his desk until he came back. We had both looked at one another when she told us. But, rather than scare her more than she already was, Dean told her everything would be okay and helped her out from under the desk and picked her up. She was so small," Kate smiled a little at the memory of Sandy. "Dean...he managed to keep her calm. Asked her how old she was, how many fingers was that and she'd show him, how pretty her dress was and asked about if her or her mom had chose it out that morning. She told us it was her sister's choice. That they had chosen one another's outfits that day. Of course I asked if her sister was with her but she told us no. Her sister had gone to her vollyball game after she'd been dropped off at work with her dad since they were going to meet up just before the actual game started. She used technical terms, but I hadn't a clue. And Dean explained it quickly to me. They would do a practice game with their own team before going against opponants. We kept her talking, telling her who we were, asking what her favouite cartoon was, favouite subject at school. For the most of it, I just watched as Dean kept her calm and talking as if nothing bad in the world would ever happen, as if she would always be safe and as if the world around us didn't exist. That was when I fell in love."

Psycho smiled with teary eyes, "Oh, isn't that lovely. But how tragic to loose the man you love."

"What?" Kate asked all too quickly.

"You lost him, didn't you? Just a month later, you was transfered away from him and took up your job at the BAU. And didn't see him for 8 years." Psycho put emphesis on the length of time. "Well, until he came waltzing through those oh-so-familar glass doors of the bullpen. His white shirt, tie, standard "I'm FBI" suit. And how did that make you feel? Seeing him after all that time?"

"Pissed."

"How so? Not leave on good terms?" Psycho teased. "Well, at least he knows now. He can die a happy man, knowing someone at least fell in love with him."

Psycho stood up and began walking towards Dean when all of a sudden Kate stood up and got free from her own handcuffs that had been keeping her stationed at her chair. It took a few hits but, after jumping him from behind, she managed to knock him clean out - taking a few hits herself. But he was finally out, and she slapped the cuffs tight on his wrists from behind, leaving him face down on the floor.

She managed to stand up, a little pain in her side as she did so, but stood up all the same. Heavy breaths came from her before she finally pulled her head back and placed her hands on her hips looking upwards, her eyes closed.

"Thank god." she whispered to herself before finally moving towards Dean and undoing his cuffs allowing him to stand up.

"Are you okay?"

Kate's face was scrunched up as Dean turned to look at her. Subcontiously, Dean had placed his arms out ready to steady her in case she was about to collapse, but Kate just tried to nod before bending over, her hands on her knees. "Just...give me a sec."

However, as Kate slowly stood back up, her hands sliding up her body, as soon as they hit her abdomen, she found the culprit of the pain.

"Oh, christ." She swore as she pulled her hand away from her body.

Blood. It covered her entire hand.

"So that's why it hurts." She said, a little amusement in her voice since she'd managed to find the culprit for so much of her pain.

"Could you call me an ambulance?"

Dean was a little in shock from her reaction to being stabbed, but looked up and around. From the thin windowns around the building, he could now see blaring lights. The team and medics had found them.

"I don't think I have to."

Kate looked up quickly. "Okay, I get you hate me, but I didn't think you wished me dead. Not yet, anyway."

"What? I don't -" Dean groaned. "Look."

Now Kate turned around and could see the lights. "Oh."

"Yeah, oh." Dean replied. "Just, sit down. You're making me nervous."

"I'm making you nervous?" Kate questioned.

But as she sat down, the doors opened at the end of the building and Emily, along with Luke and JJ entered the building. That was how they found Kate sat sideways on Dean's metal chair, Dean kneeled infront of her, inspecting her wound.

"We need a medic!" Dean shouted and not 30 seconds later, a medic came running inside with two more close behind.

"Ooh, cold."

"You've been stabbed but the cold is what you complain about?" Dean asked her, standing off at the side watching as they quickly patched her up just enough so they'd be able to make it to a hospital.

"Hey, at least I'm not dead."

"Okay, we need to get you to a hospital. Soon." Emily said, entering the conversation. "Is she okay to go now?"

The medic nodded. "Sir, would you like to come with us?"

Another medic had now turned to Dean, getting ready to help with some of his wounds but he only answered; "Fix me in the van. I'm going with her."

"I can-" Emily began to speak but Dean shook his head.

"I'm the team leader, if anything happens to her, I'll have to explain it to the board. Besides, they'd only refer me to the hospital anyway."

Emily nodded. "We'll follow behind, then."

Dean nodded. "You did good. I'll see you soon."

However, as he quickly followed after Kate and the other medic helping her down the stairs outside the wearhouse, JJ leaned into Luke. "Sure that's the only reason why he wants to go?"

Luke hummed and nodded in reponse.

Meanwhile, outside, Dean had lifted Kate's other arm around his shoulders, helping the medic bring her down the stairs.

"You don't have to help me, you know?"

"Of course, I do. You saved my life."

"And you may have a fractured ankle." The medic added.

Dean smiled a little. "And you may have a fractured ankle."

Kate rolled her eyes. "Fine."

"About what happened back there-"

Kate shook her head as he lifted her arm from over her head and she scooted onto the bed in the ambulance. "Please. Can we talk about this after? Right now I just want to forget everything that has happened tonight."

Dean's heart dropped a little bit at this comment but he nodded, sitting across from her. "Sure."

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Two weeks later and they still hadn't talked about it. Kate had been discharged from the hospital and was put on strict bedrest for the next following weeks whilst her wounds healed. And Dean had been told to take a week off to recover from the minor concussion before he got back into the field. Of course, he spent most of that time in the hospital. The first day he spent by Kate's side, but the rest? He stayed in the hospital, but away and out of the room. He even helped the nurses re-file the cabinates.

Part of him wanted to talk to Kate, the other? Well the other wanted to avoid that at all costs. So he helped re-file the new cabinates.

But now, now there was no escaping it. Unless they both did.

It was late at night and Dean had been stuck in his office all day finishing paperwork. He was the only one on their floor, or so he thought until he came out of his office and found Kate stood stiring her coffee in the low lights of the bullpen's kitchen.

"Oh,"

Kate was quick to turn her head around and gave the same reaction. "Oh, sorry. I didn't distub you, did I?"

Dean shook his head as he got closer. There was no avoiding it now.

"No. No. Of course not." Dean told her. "I was just coming to get some coffee. Are you even allowed to drink coffee?"

Kate held up her mug. "De-caf."

"Ah." Dean mouthed quietly as he lifted his head.

"But there is normal." Kate said, pointing towards the coffee machine.

"Thanks."

As Kate moved over towards the small table, she sat looking at him. "Have you been here all night?"

"Paperwork. You?" Dean asked. "I thought you were meant to be at home on bedrest?"

Kate nodded, hiding her small smile. "I was. But, I thougth I might as well come and tidy up with paperwork and other stuff before I come back and I'm thrown across the country with the rest of the team."

Dean smiled slightly at this image He'd truely didn't know why, but the thought of her being back made him smile. God, he really needed to get a grip of his feelings.

"Well, I'm glad you're okay."

Kate was a little took back by this, but apprechiated the thought. "That's a first."

"What?"

"You. Thinking about my wellbeing."

"I always think about your wellbeing." Dean told her. "You're a team member and I'm your team leader. I'd be crap at my job if I didn't."

Kate smiled at first before hearing the rest of his sentence. But then again, her smile told them both she didn't really believe him in the first place. But it was true. Only, as much as he was her team leader. A part of him, deep inside of him, needed to mention or at least reitterate this fact. Maybe he needed to remember that, even after what had been said, he needed - professionally - to keep his distance.

"Well, you don't have to worry anymore."

Dean gave a side nod and a small, questioning 'mmn'; "I think I'm always gonna be a little worried about your wellbeing."

Kate gave a small laugh. "True."

A small silence passed over them for a few moments before Dean spoke. He needed to know.

"About - About what you said, the other day, when we were in the werehouse."

Kate was a little confused at first, wondering where his question was going, but once he mentioned the location, she realised.

"Ah, that."

Dean nodded. "I just - I guess for peace of mind..."

"You can relax, Winchester." Kate told him. "I...I guess it's the only thing I could think off. He wanted something true. Something deep. What's deeper than love?"

Dean nodded in agreement, but apart of him was the complete opposite. "Yeah, yeah. I - I know."

"And he was going to shoot you. So, it was either say something that's both terrifying and deep, or lie terribly and get you shot. I went for the former."

"And I'm glad you did so. I'd be a-"

"Dumpster John Doe with your body severed in half?"

Dean nodded. "Should I be worried that neither of us reacted to that the way we should off?"

Kate shrugged. "Maybe. But it's our jobs not to react. So, maybe not?"

"Depends on the person?"

Kate nodded. "Lets go with that."

There was silence again for a short moment, but neither wanted to return to their paperwork, so they found another segway of conversation. Besides, it was nice to be together alone and not be ripping each others throats out or nearly getting shot.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Were you scared? When he held the gun to your head?"

"Honestly? Yeah."

"But you seemed so calm."

"It's my job." Dean told her. "We might not have had the upper hand, but I was still responsible for your life and my own. I couldn't afford to be anything else."

"But you could have died."

Dean folded his arms across his chest and lent them on the table infront of him, finding the courage to look her in the eyes.

"Look, you know yourself, when we sign up for this job, or any law enforcement job with field work, we place our lives on a set of scales. Sometimes they go one way, the way we want. Or they don't. And... I just have to have hope that it goes the way I want it to."

Kate could see the glossing in Dean's eyes as he spoke to her. Now, that was a deep truth. But she couldn't think of what to say. As much as she hated to admit it, when he was her trainer, she admired him. How cool, calm and collected he was. How he could handle every situation under pressure. How, even in the most terrifying times, seeing him calm, calmed her.

"So, what about you? You ever get scared?"

Kate thought about it. She'd been worried. Panicked. Everything but scared. Until the werehouse.

"Only once."

Dean raised his eyebrows in exchange for words as he sipped his coffee. It was still hot.

"That day. Getting hit over the head and a needle jabbed in my neck. I woke up and I didn't know where I was. And for a moment, I didn't even know where you were."

"Aww, you cared where I was."

"Shut up."

Dean smiled, partly for the moment, partly because she did care and this established it and partly because he could see her trying to hide her smile at his comment.

"No, no. You cared about me."

Kate rolled her eyes. "But, yeah. That was...the only time really. The first time I thought, maybe I don't make it out this time."

Dean looked at her. "You're a mixture of Carter and Rogers. You'll always make it out."

Kate shook her head. "I'm still human. The only thing I got from the serum was the fact that I don't get as sick as easily as everyone else. And I can handle my drink like a Russian. But that might just be Natasha who taught me that. That gene I'm a bit unsure of."

"I was wrong, when I said that you got the job because of who you are."

"It's okay, you're not the first-"

"No. It's not. I want...I want to say sorry. I shouldn't have judged you so quickly. You're a good agent, Kate. Better than I was when I first started in the academy."

"God, you talk as if you're ancient. You're only a couple years older than me, you know?"

"Just take the compliment."

Kate's face softened and she smiled. "Fine. I accept your apology and I'll take the compliment."

"I better get back to work." Dean eventually said, even though he didn't really want to. If it was up to him, he'd talk to her all night. Maybe they could get along without being angry or wanting to rip each other's throats out every two minutes.

"Yeah, I'd better-"

"Hell no." Dean told her. "Nope. Come on, you're going home."

"But-"

"You're on bedrest, Carter." Dean told her, handing her her coat. "Go home. And rest."

"But I'll get bored." Kate said, a small whine in her tone.

"Are you seriously choosing paperwork over TV?"

Kate realised. "Oh, yeah. No, yeah. I'll go home."

Dean smiled. "Good. And rest."

"Fine. If you insist. Mind helping?"

Holding her coat out for her so she didn't have to bend awkwardly, he slid her coat up her arms and onto her shoulders.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." he said quietly.

"Alright, I better go home and...rest."

Dean nodded. "Good."

"Okay."

But, as Kate slowly moved away, wondering if she should stay, she turned to look at him. "Goodnight, Sir."

Something however softened in Dean. Something she only saw once. When he was talking to Sandy. Something he only was when he wasn't Agent Trainer or Agent Team Leader. Something he only was when he was Dean.

"Call me, Dean."

Kate was a little taken aback but she smiled and nodded. "Goodnight then...Dean."

Dean smiled. "Goodnight, Kate."

She nodded at him once more before making her way towards the elevator and stepping inside once the doors opened. And just as she turned, pressing for the doors to shut, she saw Dean still stood by the glass doors, waving her goodbye. She waved back softly just before the doors shut.

Maybe they could be friends after all.

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sytoran · 8 months

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑!

howdy! it's two weeks till october, and that means kinktober season. i've planned a very elaborate (and spicy) menu for you lot. it's my first ever kinktober event, so don't be too harsh on me. stay tuned for the good stuff!

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🎃 minors dni! for the rest of yall please be mindful of warnings and tags before reading (a lot of these fics may contain sensitive/triggering stuff!)

🎃 all fics will be dom!reader x sub!marvel women. (mainly wanda maximoff and natasha romanoff). don't like, don't read.

🎃 posts relating to this kinktober event will be tagged as 'sytoran's kinktober 2023'

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𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 — 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

🎃 OCTOBER 001.

somnophilia | CW!wanda x beefy!avenger!reader summary: after a particularly taxing work day, there's no better stress relief than your cute little bunny sleeping half-naked in your bed. cont: mild non-con, vaginal fingering, begging, daddy kink

🎃 OCTOBER 003.

blowjob | secretary!natalie rushman x ceo!reader summary: natasha's mission to retrieve a thumbdrive file involves seducing a high-ranking executive, and the seduction goes smoothly. a little too well, in fact, that she doesn't notice you're not all you seem to be. cont: reader has a cock, power play, begging

🎃 OCTOBER 005.

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🎃 OCTOBER 007. [POSTPONED]

stockholm syndrome | AOU!wanda x hydra!reader summary: after being taken as hostage by HYDRA's runaway assasin, newbie avenger wanda is prepared for pretty much anything, except developing feelings for her captor. cont: reader has a metal prosthetic arm, humiliation, degradation

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🎃 OCTOBER 009.

mermaphilia | mermaid!wanda x pirate!reader summary: as captain of a notorious gang of pirates, you've got a reputation of steel, but when there's a pretty little mermaid presenting herself for you, there's no chance in hell you're not saying yes. cont: sweet talk, begging, humiliation, overstimulation

🎃 OCTOBER 011.

size kink | roomate!natasha x werewolf!reader summary: despite your countless pleads for natasha to stay away during the full moon, she decides to brave the beast and be right by your side during your transformation. she gets a lot more than what she bargained for. cont: (very) rough sex, reader has a cock, breeding, creampie

🎃 OCTOBER 013.

knife play | bimbo!wanda x ghostface!reader summary: for years on end you've chased sweet revenge. from being your high school bully to the fount of your desires, wanda maximoff is your esteemed salvation and utter demise. today, you plan on taking it all back. cont: dubious consent, degradation, fingering

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🎃 OCTOBER 015.

tit-fucking | milf!natasha x amab!reader summary: your wife thinks you've been acting a little off lately. she tries possible solutions to lighten your mood, but eventually it comes down to the 'hard' truth that you wanna fuck her tits. cont: reader has a cock, teasing, possessiveness, praise

🎃 OCTOBER 017.

breeding press | housewife!wanda x amab!reader summary: your wife looks a little too good on a particular weekday morning. spoiler alert - you end up late for work that day. cont: reader has a cock, daddy kink, possessiveness, marking

🎃 OCTOBER 019.

public sex | milf!natasha x mechanic!reader summary: natasha's had a completely shit day, and the last straw is when her car breaks down on the way home. the unbelievably sexy mechanic who shows up to fix her car makes it an unforgettable night. cont: daddy kink, horniness, hot mechanic stuff

🎃 OCTOBER 021.

wall sex | cheerleader!natasha x footballer!reader summary: natasha gets more attached than expected after a one-night-stand with the college's infamous player, both on the field and with the ladies. however, she's always been good at getting what she wants. cont: very long fic, squirting strap-on, cunnilingus

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🎃 OCTOBER 023.

exhibitionism | agent!peggy x lieutenant!reader summary: there's nothing quite like a classic 1940s sapphic romance, except the element of 'forbidden' doesn't apply to you; you're eating your wife out under her office desk as she speaks to - or least, attempts to speak to - her military soldiers. cont: office sex, cunnilingus, fingering, edging

🎃 OCTOBER 025. [POSTPONED]

aphrodisiac | witch!agatha x hunter!reader summary: during one of your hunting sessions in the woods, you stumble across a little wooden shack that wasn't there before. your curiosity gets the better of you, but you aren't prepared for what lies beyond. cont: non-con, sex pollen, riding, power bottom

🎃 OCTOBER 027. [POSTPONED]

caught masturbation | college!kate x professor!reader summary: kate's your best student, diligently attentive in your lectures. who knew that there were hidden intentions behind all that attention she paid to your teaching. or more specifically, you. cont: age gap, professor kink, humiliation, fingering

𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 — 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒

🎃 OCTOBER 029. [POSTPONED]

brat-taming | bimbo!wanda x sugarmommy!reader summary: what was supposed to be a relaxing day off at the bar turned awry when your pretty little girlfriend stepped in. wanda has a little too much fun toying with those sleazy men, so it's up to you to teach her a lesson. cont: bathroom sex, spanking, hair-pulling, degradation

🎃 OCTOBER 030. [POSTPONED]

omegaverse | omega!natasha x alpha!reader summary: while visiting your sister, kate, at the avengers compound, you stumble into none other than the black widow. there's big reputations, miscommunications, sexual tensions, and a whole lot of hot sex. cont: flirting, seduction, heat/rut, mating bite

🎃 OCTOBER 031. [POSTPONED]

mirror sex | barbie!wanda x gynecologist!reader summary: a sequel to 'doctor's orders'. wanda's curious nature to explore her new body intimately leads you to purchase a full-length mirror in your shared apartment. you teach her everything she needs to know. cont: fingering, guided masturbation, power play

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~Masterlist~

I write for Marvel Women, including Wanda, Natasha, Carol, Valkyrie, Kate, Yelena, Darcy, Agatha and Peggy

I will write from Fem and GN reader perspective. Will write GP.

I'm autistic and will write autistic!Reader

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pxmlx · 7 months

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My favourite thing in the entire world is when show creators hire the same actors for their projects, like I absolutely love the fact that anytime I put something Mike Flanagan created chances are I’ll get to see Carla Gugino or Kate Siegel or Rahul Kohli; and when I see ‘created by Ryan Murphy” Sarah Paulson, Angela Bassett, Connie Britton are just around the corner; my favourite era of movies was when Helena Bonham Carter would appear in almost every Tim Burton project. I love it, more people should do it actually 🤌

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purrtylilith · 6 months

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How they would act if they have feelings for you

**Natasha Romanoff**: Becomes more attentive, protective, and occasionally lets her guard down, showing a softer side.

**Maria Hill**: Tries to maintain professionalism but occasionally slips in small gestures of affection or extra support.

**Yelena Belova**: Demonstrates a mix of teasing and genuine concern, making an effort to spend more time together

**Kate Bishop**: Acts subtly flustered, blushes, and tries to impress you with her skills and knowledge.

**Carol Danvers**: Shows a strong and steady presence, always there to support and uplift you when needed.

**Pepper Potts**: Becomes more involved, offering guidance and showing interest in your endeavors.

**Wanda Maximoff**: Becomes more vulnerable and opens up about personal struggles, seeking comfort and support from you.

**Sharon Carter**: Becomes more attentive, making an effort to spend quality time together and showing genuine care and concern.

#wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #yelena belova x reader #kate bishop x reader #sharon carter x reader #maria hill x reader #pepper potts x reader #carol danvers x reader

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midnightmayhem13 · 10 months

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Only bought this dress so you could take it off

nsfw headcanons for the ladies! minors dni nd enjoy!🩶

carol danvers

•obviously has a captain kink

•she's a hardcore dom and loves being rough

•definitely has a lot of strap ons

•she loves when you wrap her arms and legs around her

•goes crazy when you pull her hair

•she has a big praise kink nd loves when she knows she making you feel good

•def loves missionary

•grips you rlly hard on the hip nd always leaves faint bruises

•loves staring at the scratches on her back

•leaves neck kisses while she pounds into u

•so many nicknames

•loves making you scream so ppl can hear

•doesn't like quickes cuz she needs to admire you

•leaves love bites all over ur body

•will eat it from the back

•gets so needy for your body

•she's obsessed with you

•stares at you lovingly and making you shy under her gaze

•her pupils get so big

•while grope you ass nd tits

•lil temperature play cuz of her powers

•when she's bottom she gets so whiney

•loves face sitting either way

•aftercare is v sweet and she's wipe you down and makes sure ur warm and all ur needs are fulfilled

sharon carter

• SHE HIT IT FROM THE BACK❕

•she loves slapping your ass and leaving light pink marks

•her favorite thing to do is fuck you from the back and wrap her arms around you and play w ur clit

•degradation kink fs

•she hates when you tease her

•has a mirror in front of her bed

•you cockwarm her when she's on business calls

•OMG MOMMY KINK

•she loves choking you

•loves to pull ur hair so you arch ur back

•makes you scream so ur voice is hoarse in the morning

•switches positions rlly abruptly

•handcuffs.

•whispers dirty things in public to make you squirm

•loves quicks bc sometimes she needs you so bad

•goes crazy if she makes you squirt

•she fs a power bottom

•could eat you out for hours

darcy lewis

•she is DEF a bottom nd sometimes a power bottom

•she's super needy

•lets out high pitched moans and whimpers

•pulls on ur hair a lot

•she loves begging, either you for her or her for you

•sloppily makes out with you while you fuck her

•leaves lipstick all over ur lips

•really sensitive neck

•while literally shake from you giving her neck kisses

•really loud honestly

•she loves leaving lip stick marks all over ur body face and neck

•wears lace undergarments and teases you with them

•she calls you mommy

•can't help but bite your lips while you two kiss

•sometimes accidentally draws blood, she apologizes profusely but you think it's hot

•scratches your whole back and loves to try to show them off

•super sleepy after sex

•she loves aftercare and you give her the best you can

•usually asks to wear your shirt or hoodie to bed

nebula

•takes a while before you two have sex

•although she would be top bc she wants to feel like she has power

•once you two get comfortable all she wants to do is you

•the fingers on her robotic arm vibrate

•she loves using them

•makes out with ur boobs

•leaves love-bites on them

•will straight up ask "can i fuck you" or "can we have sex"

•the first time she was scared bc she thought ur moans and whines were of discomfort

•stares at your face when ur overwhelmed with pleasure

•soft sex at first but then turns into mildly rough sex

•goes feral if you wrap ur arms around her neck and pull her into ur boobs

•smugly smirks when she makes you cum

•peter teaches her perverted things that u two can do

•holds you when u start shaking

•when she finds out she can eat you out all she wants to do is be between ur legs

•loves squeezing ur body bc ur astonishingly beautiful and soft to her

•super protective the day after

•when you fall asleep after you two are done she holds you and whispers sweet nothing to you

maria hill

•daddy

•absolutely loves sloppy sex

•she can be rlly rough and demanding but also extremely soft and slow

•her ocean eyes go all black full with lust

•loves bondage

•longggg ass sessions after a long day

•passionate kisses all over you

•gun kink...:)

•will slap ur tits and grope them aggressively

•loves cowgirl

•she'll lay back and put her hands behind her head and watch you feel good

•omg shower sex

•she'll love doing it in the car after a date when you two cannot wait to get home

•runs her hands through ur hair when u eat her out

•makes out naked with you in the bathtub while you two take a bath together

•grips ur jaw to make you do what she wants

•a lot of pet names between you two

•sleepy all sticky and sweaty bc she doesn't wanna leave ur side for a second in that moment

kate bishop

•she's either a lil vanilla bean in bed or a hardcore daddy

•she's shy in bed bc she's awkward in general and doesn't want to hurt you

•also doesn't rlly know what to do

•but she knows enough so you two start getting the hang of it

•you two experiment together

•she loves hearing you moan her name

•a lot of giggle between you two

•she lets out breath moans and whines

•she runs her fingers along ur curves

•you do the same and admire eachothers body

•she places a lot of kisses on ur head when she makes you cum for the first time

•soft sex

•you two hold eachother close in bed

•so many delicate kisses all over your bodies

•she's super sweet and goes super slow and only speeds up when you give her permission

•now if ur a daddy kate believe

•she calls you princess, doll, baby, pretty girl nd stuff like that

•she has some strap ons nd loves to use them

•presses down on ur tummy bulge

•teasing kisses around ur area

•leave hickies all over ur inner things and lower belly

•softest aftercare ever

•puts u in a lavender scented bath in her jet bathtub

hope i did them all justice! lmk what you wanna see next! ty for reading🩶

#carol danvers x reader #sharon carter x reader #darcy lewis x reader #nebula x reader #maria hill x reader #kate bishop x reader #wlw #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #marvel smut #wlw smut

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alphafan414 · 3 months

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Lynda agrees it’s time for more sexually aggressive women in our society demanding more pleasure from betas !

#lynda carter #kristen bell #bryce dallas howard #kate mara #emma watson #sarah michelle gellar #anya taylor joy #melissa rauch #christina ricci #catherine bell #christina hendricks

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starlightshadowsworld · 10 months

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You remember that era, where all the fics were the Avengers being best friends living in Avengers Tower.

Thor's obsessed with pop tarts and Hawkeyes in the vents for some reason.

Natasha steals everyone's clothes, Tony and Bruce are Science Bros TM doing all kinds of chaos in the labs.

Steve's sketchbook is beside him and Jarvis is helping him figure out his new phone.

I really want that era for the current MCU.

Just

Kamala and Darcy making lists of all the classics Carol needs to watch.

Yelena winning family game night. Demands Jimmy teachers her his card tricks.

Sam and Shang trying to out dance each other and pulling out the DDR machines.

Kate casually spoiling her friends.

While Bucky and Katy collect bets.

Monica and Wanda watching sitcoms together on rainy nights.

Zemo and Sharon showing up like they aren't both wanted criminals to watch horror movies.

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amazingyoungwomen · 1 year

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Our Top 10 Posts of 2022

10. Ariel Winter

9. Alexandra Daddario

8. Alexis Ren

7. Dillion Harper

6. Nicole Scherzinger

5. Kate Mara

4. Sabrina Lynn

3. Barbara Palvin

2. Gabbie Carter

1. Charlotte McKinney

#2022 #aywTop10 #ariel winter #Alexandra Daddario #alexis ren #dillion harper #Nicole Scherzinger #Kate Mara #sabrina lynn #Barbara Palvin #gabbie carter #charlotte mckinney

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three-unspoken-words · 1 month

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Do I love them or am I in love with the idea of them? They’re always on my mind, I’ve known them for a while, I’d do anything for them. Is it love? I feel that I don’t know them deep enough to love but the feeling is so strong, could it be love?

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maracllea · 1 month

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My Lord Na-Baron?

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marvelwitchergilmore · 2 years

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Love In The Bureau 4/?

Enemies to friends to lovers. CM level violence. AU!

Almost three weeks had passed since Dean's brother had come with a case and they'd figured it out. And, not much had changed between the two teammates. As much as Garcia had tried to pull a couple of strings, being thankful she and the others weren't the only ones to see it.

However, as much as she tried, it still didn't change anything. But, clearly, fate had different plans.

It was late - close to midnight - when Dean found Kate in the bullpen. They'd landed hours ago. Everyone else had gone home. They had the next two days off to recover since they'd done back-to-back. He'd only come in to pick up a couple of files to finish off his paperwork.

"You're still here?"

She was the only one there. A couple of lights were still on at desks but no-one was on the floor. Rain poured onto the windows loudly. A storm was on its way in.

"Hhm? Oh, Dean - Hey."

"Why are you still here? I let the team home hours ago."

Kate smiled softly. "I know, I just...lost track of time I guess."

Dean stood in silence for a moment before siting in the chair in front of her, her back to the window, now.

"Talk to me. What's going on? You were quiet on the plane, too."

"I'm okay," Kate smiled. "Honestly."

Dean searched her eyes. She wasn't lying. She was calm. Content.

"Then...what's going on?"

"Nothing, just thinking."

"About what?" Dean asked.

Kate smiled. "About when we first met."

Dean was a little confused but gave a small laughing-scoff as he sat back. "Okay, what? When I was a son-of-a-bitch bastard and you were a pain-in-the-ass?"

Kate smiled. "Yeah. Those were your first words to me, remember?"

"If I remember correctly, I warned you Not to be a pain in my ass."

~ ~ ~

"Hey, who's your trainer?"

"I don't know."

"What do you mean, you don't know?" The Agent asked again.

"I mean, I don't know. I was meant to get Agent Morgan but he's unavailable." Kate told them.

"So, who've you got?"

"I don't know." Kate answered again. "Look, all I know is that apparently the guy who fills in is a hard-ass so-"

"Carter!"

Kate turned around to find a green-eyed man dressed in all black with a gun by his side stood in the lunch room door way, a clipboard in hand.

"Carter! You here?"

Kate stood up from where she had been sat on the table. "Here."

He eyed her face, a look of clear judgement on his face before he looked back to the clipboard and checked something off.

"You're with me. Move."

Kate was a little shocked. They were meant to be introduced to their mentor-trainers in an hour. And definetly not in the lunch room on break.

"Y-Yes, Sir." Kate followed him. He couldn't be much older than she was but clearly he meant business. She was 23 and he was, what? 26? 27? Clearly, he was good at his job.

Kate quickly caught up to him as they marched down the hall towards the target lanes.

"Are you my-"

"Trainer? Yes. And a word of warning, don't be a pain in my ass. This job demands dicipline not dancing."

"Yeah, kinda why I'm not a ballet dancer. As much as my aunt tried." Kate joked only, he stopped in his tracks, stopping her too, and looked to her.

"Was that a joke?"

"Maybe. Why? Is that on your no-list, too?"

"Yes."

And he continued walking. And Kate caught up. "Don't be late. Every morning at 8am, I want you to meet my by the lanes."

"Shooting lanes?"

He just gave her a look.

"Got it." Kate nodded.

"For every minute you're late, is another lap you have to do of the running track so I suggest you get there earlier than me."

"Well, what time do you-"

"You'll take a break at 12 and you'll study in between. And call me a hard-ass all you like-"

"I'd call you something more than that, but sure." Kate mumbled under her breath, and he clearly heard.

"I've not had a bad agent go into the field yet. So, either listen to me or go and find another trainer who will hold your hand because you're not strong enough to stomach the job. Clear?"

"Crystal."

"Good. Now, show me what you've got so I can see what we're working with."

Kate was a little flustered at first, but quickly walked in as he opened up the door for her. At first she cleaned, loaded and unloaded her gun. He timed her.

"Good, but you need to be quicker. Again."

And then they began target practice.

She tried to listen to his every word, but the more he explained and gave her senarios in which she'd need to be more precise and quicker, the more she became distracted and missed the target.

She got a little better each day - usually, she was good. That was what got her in so quick to the academy. She was a good shot.

But, after three days, she finally snapped.

"Jesus christ!"

It was like a film came over her ears, blocking his voice out as she shot six bullets into the paper target, two hitting each target through the same hole.

He was stunned. She was a good shot.

"So, you gonna say something other than the many different ways I can be murdered? Or is it just gonna be more awkward silences from here on out?"

For the rest of the day, Kate tried to talk to him. Tried to get him to talk back. But nothing. During the training for the last 36 hours he'd said nothing more than why she needs to concentrate, be the best shot, be good. And, now? Nothing. Not a single word. Just more stares, judging her. And, even though nothing seemed to change on the outside, Kate knew something was different when she got in the next day, sat in the target range, waiting for him.

"You know, you're two minutes late." She told him. "I should be the one making you do two laps."

"You might be a good shot but I need to know you're a good agent. Having a good hand on a gun isn't enough."

"I got into the program, didn't I? That's why I'm here, isn't it?"

"Getting in is only the first step, and from what I hear, you didn't have to even take that."

Kate was taken aback. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's supposed to mean, I took a look at your file. No-one has ever shot like you shot yesterday. No-one. Others have gotten close but yours? Yours was too much like somebody elses. I know your name, Carter."

"If you're implying that I got in here on my name-"

"I'm not implying, I'm saying."

Kate was stunned. She'd put her file on lockdown herself. No-one could get into it unless they had the Director's approval.

So he went to the top. Of course he did.

"I train Agents, Carter. Not wannabes who are looking to follow in their family footsteps. No matter where they come from."

"I didn't get in because of my name. I got in because I passed the exams. You don't believe me? I'll take them again. Not that I should have to prove myself to you-"

"I'm the one who gives you the green light for joining the Bureau. I'm the one you have to prove everything to, to say that you're good enough to be an agent. Not a gun-man."

"You've been training me as if I'm joining undercover ops. I've got a BA in Psychology. I'm looking to join the BAU. Not the CIA. Not the Pentagon. I'm making a life for myself because I want to. Not because of my blood."

"Training's cancelled today. Go home."

"But-"

"I said go home."

Kate couldn't do anything about it. He was her trainer. And as much as she hated it, he was the one that would give her the green light. And he had a point. She had to be a good agent, not just a good shot. But he shouldn't have judged her name. He should be judging her as a person, not as the daughter of one of the most famous Agents in the world and one of the most famous Soldier's in the world.

~ ~ ~

"If you think I still think of you that-"

Kate was quick to shake her head. "No. No. I know you don't think that anymore. Truthfully, I wasn't judging you."

Kate raised her eyebrow.

"Okay, maybe I was, but it wasn't just you. And this isn't an excuse. I could have been nicer." Dean reassured her.

"What do you mean, wasn't just me?"

"Once people knew who you are...they would have been nicer to you. Done more things for you. Maybe let you in a little eaiser than everyone else, all for who your folks are."

"Well, it wasn't." Kate told him. "Everywhere I went, it was always a little bit harder. But it was nice. Nice to know people weren't treating me like some...godess who could grant them wishes. I don't know. Maybe without you being the way you were with me, I wouldn't have made it this far?"

"How'd you mean?"

Kate shifted her eyes from Dean for a moment.

"Hey, talk to me. What happened?"

Kate managed to fight the tears back. "You remember when I told you I'd only been scared once?"

Dean nodded.

"I lied. It was only the second-"

"Oh, come on-"

Kate leaned in closer to Dean, meeting him at the half way mark between them. "I'm being serious, Dean. It...it was just after I got transfered to a different trainer..."

"Did he?"

Kate shook her head. "No. No, nothing like that, but he did send me on a mission. It was only a small one. He thought I was ready with what he had taught me. Gave the green light to the primary on the case and...well, it went sideways. I was 24 and I was on my first mission ever and I got scared. I froze."

"Everyone freezes their first time."

Kate shook her head. "I shouldn't have froze. The target started shooting, and...I don't even remember what was in my head, I just froze. I knew I wasn't ready."

"What was the mission?"

"I was part of an extraction team."

Dean sat up at this. "You were a rookie and he sent you in for extraction? That's like the..12th rule. You don't send in a rookie to do an experience job. What the hell-"

"I don't know. But I froze. And I got scared but then I remember what you had told me. God, I was still so pissed at you. You weren't even there and I still wanted to prove you wrong. So, I did. I guess you being a hard-ass worked. And, after all, I got where I wanted to be, didn't I? Apart of the BAU. My own 'found family', if you will."

"I'm still sorry for judging you. You're a good agent, Kate. Better than me, anyway."

"Says our Team Leader."

Dean smiled, "Well, I might have a few more years on you."

Kate rolled her eyes, hiding her smile. "God, you talk as if your ancient."

The pair laughed, their eyes landing on each others. They had been holding eye contact the entire conversation but something about this felt different. More...deeper. Deeper than just two co-workers talking in the dim lights of the empty office...

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SERIES:

pretty in pink

Adopting a hybrid bunny girl becomes one of the best decisions you've ever made in your life. Despite the blurred lines that form in your relationship, you wouldn't trade anything in the world for your sweet angel that is Wanda Maximoff.

the excellence of misfortune

Moving into Westview to escape the demons that chase you, there you meet Wanda Maximoff, a married woman who's looking for the same kind of escapism. Where one seeks order and the other seeks thrill, maybe you can show each other a little neighbourly support, and perhaps, find the excellence of misfortune.

ONESHOTS:

spooky scary skeletons the one where you're ghostface and wanda maximoff is your next victim.

nsfw alphabet your sex life with your girlfriend, told through snapshots of the alphabet.

the pirate and the mermaid in the midst of a voyage, a notorious pirate stumbles upon a pretty little mermaid.

arabella as a writer, your love for wanda transcends the boundaries of words.

medicine after a particularly taxing work day, there's no better stress relief than your cute little bunny sleeping half-naked in your bed.

doctor's orders barbie!wanda hasn’t got a clue about how her newly-human body works. thankfully, you happen to be the best gynecologist in town.

babysitter duty | pt.2 the mom of the kids you babysit is extremely hot.

kick a ball, score a hot mom wanda's sons have soccer practice, while she spends some time with their young and ridiculously good-looking coach in the equipment closet.

extra credit the one where professor maximoff promises you extra credit if you make her squirt, and you're a fast learner.

taunt the several times wanda scrunches her nose at you.

god, you're insatiable a formal work party gone wrong when wanda's co-workers get a little too close to you.

giddyup in which you wake up to your girlfriend riding on your abs.

boudoir photography the finals assignment where your top student submits her nudes.

heat waves omegaverse - the one where an omega wanda in heat goes to the bar to find some relief, and meets the alpha bartender.

study break in which straight A student wanda maximoff studies with the school's jock and jerk, you.

rockin' around the christmas tree in which "rockin'" is a euphemism for sex.

'tis the season to be horny making gingerbread houses with your horny girlfriend.

last christmas | pt.2 the one where you reunite with your toxic ex on christmas.

i'm (c)reaming of a white christmas when they said 'white christmas', you thought it meant being covered in snow, certainly not...... this.

all i want for christmas is you (to fuck me] the only thing on wanda's wishlist is you.

slow hands | pt.2 college au where you had always thought wanda was out of your league, until that night at tony stark's party.

DRABBLES:

babygirl wanda

more babygirl wanda

babygirl model wanda

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SERIES:

home is where the heart is

In which your married life with Natasha Romanoff is depicted through this comedy-drama series. With your dream job, three kids, and a plethora of friends, each day is blissful but all the more chaotic and unpredictable. (And ultimately, very horny.)

my divine goddess

After saving a mystical cat from a deathly experience, you're hauled into the world of Gods and Goddesses with one wish to get whatever it is you desire. Turns out, all you crave is the Goddess of Lust, Natasha Romanoff. Steamy entanglements turn into love-filled confessions, but the two of you were star-crossed from the very start.

ONESHOTS:

mile high club on a plane ride to dubai for a romantic getaway, natasha takes matters into her own hands, and your cock into her own mouth. (oops?)

arsonist's lullabye natasha gets more attached than expected after a one-night-stand with the college's infamous player.

mechanic jacks and jacked mechanics natasha's car breaks down in the dead of the night, and an unbelievably sexy mechanic shows up to fix her right up.

let me fuck your tits? your wife thinks you've been acting a little off lately, but it comes down to the 'hard' truth that you just wanna fuck her tits.

i wanna be yours despite your countless pleads for natasha to stay away during the full moon, she decides to brave the beast... and gets a lot more than what she bargained for.

widow's web natasha's mission to retrieve a thumbdrive file by seducing a high-ranking executive goes a little too smoothly, and she doesn't notice you're not all you seem to be.

break the rules when visiting the strip club downtown with your co-workers, you catch the eye of none other than the 'black widow'.

obsession, possesion! your roomate's an innocent little thing, the prettiest girl on campus, whose boobs you're a little too obsessed with.

office hours | pt.2 natasha romanoff is your new secretary, and she's ready to help you with your every need.

DRABBLES:

natasha plays a prank

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ONESHOTS:

if god forbid (Peggy Carter x Gn!Reader) you're eating your wife out under her office desk as she speaks to - or at least, attempts to speak to - her military soldiers.

the super soldier theory (Wandanat x Amab!Reader) being a supersoldier had its perks, like getting to fuck the black widow and scarlet witch on a mission.

DRABBLES:

subby!agatha

possesive wandanat

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