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mcu-fan-fics-blog · 11 months

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Remember a Time ix

Series: (Pt.1), (P.t 2), (P.t 3), (P.t 4), (P.t 5), (P.t 6), (P.t 7)

Wanda Maximoff x Fem! Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Fem! Reader ;)

(High school Au ) No Powers

Word count: 2218

A/N: Here is another installment I hope you guys like it. I’m slowly getting back into writing. I’ll see you next time hopefully with an update for Misunderstanding the Assignment!

“What do you see when you look at me?” It was a simple yet loaded question. There was so much to see… Wanda had always been more than what the eye could see. There was too much context lost trying to explain it all in words. The good, the bad. The white, the black, the gray. You couldn’t look at her… that's why she asked. You settled for a simple answer. “Everything.” Time has passed and put your promise to the test. You showed up, but neither of you were the same. Maybe too much time had passed, but life as cruel as it was found a way to bring you both back into each other's life. “You’ve always known me better than everyone, even myself.” She was stating a fact that you weren’t sure was true anymore. “Stop looking away…” You couldn’t look at her because if you did start looking at her you weren’t sure you could stop. But she was Wanda… It wasn’t long before your eyes met hers. The first time in 10 years you let yourself fall into Her green eyes.

Wanda had this time obliged your request and from there on time started flying by. Prom came and soon enough you were sitting next to Natasha, her head on your shoulder. “This has been a very fun night.” You nodded. You didn't expect prom to go the way that it did. You'd envisioned things a little differently. But you couldn't complain Natasha was next to you all night and dancing with her was amazing. Wanda was there but she made herself scarce, You were thankful. You saw very little of her that night. Natasha knew that something had happened between the two of you, you didn’t tell her anything. Weirdly enough it didn’t feel right telling her. Natasha was swaying and tripping on herself so you took her to sit at a table. “I think you had enough of that punch” you chuckled. You saw Tony then Pietro spike the punch. “How about I take you home…” She was contemplating your offer. “Did she change your mind?” It wasn’t a reproach, just a question asked in a drunken stupor. “No…” There was no need to lie if anything what had happened steeled your resolve. “Then yes, you may take me home.” As easy-going that answer was, you saw that relief flood her body. You hated that you made her feel like that but all you could do was reassure her. You didn’t speak after that, you just made your way back home in silence. Natasha was out and in bed before you could even say goodbye.

Yelena caught you on your way out. Well more so she was waiting for you cornering you if you will. “I may hate Natasha with every fiber of my being, but she is my sister.” She started not leaving any room for you to interrupt her. “Do you see what I’m getting at?” You nodded. “If you ever treat her wrong Y/n I will have no qualms in committing murder.” You were scared more so because she was being completely honest. “I like you Y/n, so I’m asking you not to mess up here.” You nodded. “I promise you to do good by Natasha.” She seemed pleased with your answer and started retreating. “And Yelena… I like you too.” She didn’t bother looking back. “Yeah of course you do what's not to like.” You chuckled and made your way back to your house. Tony was waiting for you sitting on your front door steps. “Can you believe that We made it?” You immediately recognized this not often seen side of Tony. You sit down next to him and lay your head on his shoulder. You sigh and interlock your arm around his.

“If I'm being completely honest, no I can’t.” He nods. “How’d we even get here?” You noticed the far away look in his eyes. He sighed and spoke his thoughts “It feels like a dream.” It was your turn to nod, there was no other way to explain what you were feeling. “I didn’t think we’d make it past fifth grade…” He was referring to your friendship. Tony was never a loner he always had friends, but fifth grade was a difficult year for him consequently for you too. “You were such a dick.” You conceded “You were forgetting about me…” He confessed quietly. You pulled away and saw the tears brimming his eyes. “That’s not even remotely true.” You assure him. “But, you were. I didn’t like how that felt so I made sure you didn’t.” You let him keep talking. “Wanda became so Important… And I want you to move on and be happy I do, but you leaving feels a lot like that.” You took a moment and turned to him. “I cannot physically forget you, you are my best friend. My brother from another mother.” He chuckled. “I promise that I will never forget you. And if you at any point feel that I am, please feel free to be a dick to me whenever you’d like.” He laughed this time. “We’ve come too far Tony, you and me for that to just go away.” You both sat there looking at the sky for a moment. “It will all workout.” You sighed and stood up. “Come on, I bought another lego set a couple of days ago. It should be in the garage.”

Everything was starting to move faster and faster leading up to graduation. It was getting out of hand but before you knew it you were in line waiting to walk across the stage. You were all sitting on the edge of your seat. You almost rolled your eyes when the principal announced the valedictorian speaker. Vision… His speech was formidable, and you found yourself genuinely clapping for him at the end of it. After that it moved rather quickly name after name being called, and loud cheering from the audience. It all felt unreal, it would officially all be over in the matter of minutes. You saw them all walk that stage. First was Pietro; he brought laughs and cheers from all over the auditorium, his backflip being the reason. Then consequently came Wanda, she looked happy, her eyes scanned the audience and her eyes met yours. Her eyes watered, but they stayed on you. You gave a small nod and a tight smile and that was that. A couple of minutes later Natasha was walking down the stage and you could not look away, you didn’t want to. Her eyes found yours immediately she smiled and waved at you. Then came Tony who had nonchalantly avoided shaking hands with anyone on the stage just taking his diploma and walking off stage.

As for you, you just took it all in. Took your diploma and smiled when your picture was taken. Then you saw Natasha and suddenly it wasn’t so overwhelming. It was something that you were truly looking forward to. It would be you and her for the time being starting this new chapter. If you were sure about anything it was that it would be worth it. The ceremony let out and you met with all of your family and your friends which at this point was only Tony and Natasha. Taking pictures to commemorate the day. You left with Natasha by your side. "You know that I never thought we'd get another chance to be friends." Natasha sighed. "I knew even back then that I'd most likely never see you in person again." You nodded listening to her talk. She had insisted on driving you somewhere special to show you a surprise. "Moving to Russia is not something a friendship usually survives. Especially not a childhood one." You nodded listening and hanging on to every last word. "I was scared..." She admitted softly. "That one day you'd stop caring for me, that you'd stop calling." You kept quiet knowing you didn't need to say anything. Listening would be enough. "And for the longest time it bothered me to no end."

"And then, it was me who stopped calling." You nodded remembering the first month that she skipped all your weekly calls. It still stung, you'd had a crush on her already. "You saw through it Nat, It would've only crashed and burned." You tried to soothe her. She shook her head. "Where would we be if i didn't do that... And, you... You still called on my Birthday. Even when I stopped calling on yours." You'd made it to a small orchid with beautiful trees. You parked on the side of the door.. She rushed and helped you out of her car, she held your hand and didn't let go. "Before I left mom brought me here. Thinking back she was probably very much aware..." She looked thoughtful but didn't elaborate. You accepted her silence, not really reading into it, your mind too enthralled with the fact that she was holding your hand. It was a beautiful day, you still had time to kill before all the graduation parties began. "I think it's here..." She mumbled. You were curious to find out what it was.

Her hand squeezed yours when she saw what she was looking for. "Look." she ran her free hand along a tree her finger tracing the grooves. It was engraved. 'Nat + Y/n 4 ever' A nice heart encircled the two names. Natasha chuckles her mother definitely knew. "This... Wow." You were speechless. "When?" You managed to ask. "The week I found out we were leaving. It seemed fitting to do then." She smiled looking back at you. Your smile grew. "I'm only hoping it seems fitting now?" She asked suddenly, feeling self conscious. "We were totally in love with each other back then weren't we?" You say chuckling. She nods, but she doesn't say anything else, still waiting for you to answer. "I think this is very much fitting for us." She smiles lightly, biting her lip. "You think so?" You match her smile. "Yup" She moves quickly. Her hands grab your face as she pulls you towards her. When her lips meet yours it feels like the world stopped spinning, like the universe had been waiting for this to happen and it sighed in relief when it finally did. You didn't want to pull away. "You're telling me our parents knew we were gay?" She laughed in your arms.

It was a beautiful day worthy of this moment. She was ethereal the way her eyes lit up just captured your attention, there was no other place you'd rather be. "I was crushing on you for the longest time." You confessed. "Really? You never said anything." She wasn't exactly shocked by your revelation, but she was curious. "Well, I wasn't exactly sure how to address the fact that I had romantical feeling for my long distance best friend that I talked to maybe once a month." She chuckled. "That makes sense... Before Wanda?" Wanda was still a sore subject for Natasha. All you wanted was to reassure her. "Before... and after." She nodded. "There wasn't a choice Nat. I'd pick you, I promise you from this moment on." She smiled. "Well if it wasn't obvious I too have romantical feelings for you too." You laugh. "I'd say you do!" You say running your hand through the inscription on the tree. "I want you... us, to have the love story we deserve. So I'll make my intentions clear." Natasha was confident now and you loved it. "I want you to be my girlfriend, I want to be in your life as long as you want me in it." You smiled. "I want that too." You said softly. "Good... But I want to do this the right way. I don't want to rush us." You nod. "I can do that with you. As long as I get some kisses here and there, You know every once in a while." She pretends to think about it. "I think we can make that work." You nodded, extending your hand for her to shake. "Well that settles it then."

The night was still young, and you were very giddy. Tony was the one hosting the party everyone wanted to be at so your street was already crowded. “I’ll never get over the fact that Tony has this much influence over others.” Natasha mentions as she pulls into her driveway. “He’s a good guy, people wouldn’t follow him if he wasn’t. They follow him for the right reason.” You say. “I guess that's true.” You laugh. “Pepper will mellow his ego out, you’ll see. There’s no need to fear for the future.” You tease her. “Plus he’s made it very clear he’s not going to let us disappear from his life so, we’ll also humble him here and there.” She laughs. “We have a busy couple of months ahead of us so let’s enjoy this night.” You mention all the planning that needs to be made before you can actually begin this new chapter. “You’re right. I’ll get changed and meet you at yours in 20?” You nod. You practically skipped all the way home. It wasn't much distance but you skipped nonetheless.

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A/n: Thanks for being patient and sticking with me. I’ll be back hopefully soon. Love you all have a good day ;)

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cleabellanov · 5 months

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Merry Christmas and I hope you're not thinking about how all your favourite characters have tragic ends because that's not benefic for the holiday season (or in general).

Have some headcanons instead.

Loki and Mobius attempt to cook pie together but end up burning it, so they order some instead. Loki also messes with the decorations, because they want all of it green while Mobius goes for more color.

Wanda goes ice skating with her boys and Vision, and is the best at it bit pretends she isn't so her boys don't feel bad. She challange herself to prepared everything without magic. It goes very well.

Tony receives an Iron Woman sketch drawn By Morgan that is surprisingly scientifically accurate. He teases Pepper for keeping it secret, but she didn't. It was all Morgan.

Natasha finds herself enjoying her free time and can't believe she is actually doing that. She hopes for Yelena to come see her but doesn't know if she will. She gets a spiced latte instead of her regular black and actually enjoys it instead of consuming caffeine only to keep her awake. This one time, she is well rested.

Yelena actually does come see her, and she didn't buy a gift, but sew a lot of pockets in an old vest and gives it to her. They take a long walk together. She has to constantly slow her sister down because she is used to walking really fast (Yelena is too, but does efforts to enjoy the walk). Little girls smile at Natasha and maybe she isn't that bad after all and shouldn't be judged by her worst mistakes. She likes her vest. She points out Yelena's choice for the shade of lipstick she was wearing.

Oh and if you have more please leave them in the comments <3

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sunnysideprincess · 1 year

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Tony: You wanna hear about how Pepper ripped Killian to pieces?

Nat: Always. What do you want?

Tony: SHIELD gossip.

Nat: Deal. Let me get popcorn.

#peppernat #tony nat brotp #blackpepper #widowrescue #natasha romanofff #natalia alianovna romanova #pepper #pepper potts #virginia potts #rescue #black widow #iron man #tony stark

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constellation-skirmishes · 10 months

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everyone say hello to my boy

#lukka's ocs #clone oc arc trooper calico #clone trooper oc #star wars oc #clone wars oc #tcw #if you get his number reference i want to be friends #thinking of putting him in the wolfpack #thoughts? and prayers #he dyes his hair red #the salt n pepper is nat tho babey #i wanted to show him off so here he is #my boy #(mutuals) please talk to me about your clone ocs and about calico i want them to be friends #142nd clone trooper battalion #142nd surge company #142nd litter vod

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romanoffsbish · 2 years

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Imposters

WandaNat x Fem!Reader

Morgan Stark x Fem!Reader (Troublemakers)

Thanks for the fluffy request, hope this is close to what you wanted. @ameeelia07

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The anticipation of your girlfriend's return from their week long mission had been driving you insane as you sat alone in your apartment. It was a no contact mission, so most days you sulked around your place after coming home from work. The mess you'd accumulated was actually daunting, take out containers and blankets in nearly every inhabitable corner, and wrappers of all sorts decorated the place.

How you'd been able to trash the shared space in a week had made no sense to you; your breaking point had actually been when Liho found you. He'd been minding his business when suddenly his paw was attacked by a sticky wrapper. You had been sat on the couch when you heard a consistent crunching sound, then you'd curiously looked down to see Liho glaring up at you. Now though, everything was shining, as you'd used all of your extra energy to make the place spotless for their arrival.

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Sadly they're running late as they were originally due back yesterday. The quinjet had apparently been having difficulties, so they got stranded in Greenland for the night, and most of today. Natasha had texted you at around 6PM to give you the bad news.

*Detka, we will not be in until midnight, so we're going to stay at the compound, but we promise to make it up to you in the morning*

The message hurt your soul, and your shoulders deflated. You refused to spend another night alone though. So, you got dressed in a comfy sweatsuit, and took yourself to the compound on your bike just as the sun was just beginning to set.

"Hey! Iron Man! Let me in!"

"Sorry, no fans allowed!"

"Stank! I'm not messing around."

"Hey, I said stop calling me that..." He grumbled, then you heard the ding, and saw the gate opening.

"Thank you Tony Baloney..." You giggled over the intercom, then rolled right on through, and left your bike at the bottom of the steps

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit today kid?" Tony asks, as he pulls you through the doors and immediately into a hug.

You melt into his strong embrace, having honestly missed the man, and been very touch deprived for the entirety of the week.

"Seriously? Old Spice? Aren't you meant to be a millionaire? You really are a grandpa..." You playfully gag.

"Okay, no more compound for you." He quips, playfully peeling you off and pretending to push you back out the door.

"Well, if your faulty tech hadn't have left my girlfriends stranded, I wouldn't have had to come here in the first place."

"Oh, and here I thought you were here to see me."

"Silly man.. Now, who else is here for me to bother?"

"Bruce, Steve, Bucky..."

"Boring, Boring, Boring..."

"Pepper's here.."

"Wait! Does that mean Morgan is here?!"

"I was getting there.."

"Oh my gosh! Where ?!"

"The garden..."

You took off in search of your favorite Stark, and found her drawing one of the rose bushes, while her mother was sat off to the side working on paperwork. Pepper looked up to see you and you made a 'shh' movement so that you could sneak up on the tiny Stark.

"Mommy, look at —."

"Stop right there you heathen!" You shouted in a deep voice, and Morgan turned to you with wide eyes, before giggling at the sight of you in a fighting stance with a puffed out chest.

"You'll never catch me!" She shouts back before weaving in between the rose bushes to try and evade your grasp.

Eventually you snatched her up from under her armpits, and began spinning her around in circles, only stopping when Pepper speaks.

"Girls... No roughhousing in the garden"

"Sorry Mommy..." You both say, and Pepper narrows her eyes in your direction.

"What? Whenever she says it she practically gets away with murder, thought I could try.." You state with a shrug of your shoulders and the woman just walks over your way.

"Well Morgan, since your bestie is here, your dad and I will be going out to a fancy dinner does that sound good?"

"Heck yeah!" You both shout, and you pull the brunette even closer.

"Y/N/N.. You're squishing me." She grunts out, and you lighten your hold and place an apology kiss to her temple.

"Here's some takeout money, we'll be back by ten..." Pepper states, handing you three twenties, then she pulls you both in for a hug.

"Nice to see you Y/N/N, be good."

"I'm always good." You huff, then carry Morgan into the house while she's upside down.

"Y/N! We should get pizza, then we can watch Frozen, and ooh, we can play dress up." The tiny brunette begins to ramble, and you hum in acknowledgment while pulling up a local pizza spot.

Once the pies arrive, you'd set your girls room at the compound up for a movie sesh, and settled in with Morgan for a sing along.

"Olaf's an idiot." You grumble, and Morgan gasps from besides you, as you both watch the snowman sing about the summer time.

"That's not very nice..."

"Well the truth isn't always nice."

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"Let it go!!!! Let it go!!!!" Morgan sings along, while simultaneously holding steady eye contact with you as you reach for the final cookie.

You lift the cookie from the box, watching as her eyes follow you and her expression hardens.

"When I'll rise like the break of dawn..."

"Is that a threat?" You ask with a quirked brow and smirk to rival your assassin girlfriends.

"Let it go, let it go.." She practically growls while standing atop the bed.

"Here I stand in the light of day. Let the storm rage on. The cold never bothered me anyway..." She loudly sings along, then jumps across the bed to yank the cookie from your grasp, you bend it just right to split the cookie in half.

She overestimated her jump though, so you'd had to catch her by her foot. You quickly ate your half before pulling her body back up onto the bed as you laughed.

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Anna: She froze my heart and only an act of true love can save me.

Hans: A true love's kiss. [he strokes her face gently then leans in to kiss her but then stops] Oh, Anna. If only there was someone out there who loved you."

"That's what you get for agreeing to marry a man after one day." You laugh out, and Morgan gasps again from besides you.

"What about love at first sight?"

"Sweetheart, that's truly just a fairytale... Never ever believe love can just happen in an instance, it will never be a healthy one if it does. Love has to be built upon over time, it's not meant to be rushed, and with the right people it'll never feel like it was."

"If that was you, do you think Auntie Nat or Auntie Wanda could save you?"

A smile takes place upon your face at the thought of associating true love with your relationship, and you turn to face her directly to respond.

"Oh, most definitely... They're my soulmates.."

"Do you think I'll ever find my soulmate?"

"Of course you will sweets, you're a total catch. Anyone would be lucky to get to love you."

"Really?" She asks with an unsure expression, and you desperately want to know who'd made her this insecure, but you just reassure her the best you can.

"Yes really, I mean, I love you so much sweetheart. Everyone else here loves you."

"I love you too!" She squeals and jumps into your lap, and you tightly wrap your arms around her.

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"That was a good ending, don't you think Auntie Y/N/N?"

"Yeah, I do..."

"Now, who do we wanna dress up as?"

"Scarlet Witch and you can be the Black Widow!"

You giggle at your girlfriends newfound title, and get up to find her crown that she herself hardly ever wears. Once you found her older suit, and the accessories, you lay it on the bed.

"Friday! Please make a copy of this costume in Morgan's size."

"Right away Miss Y/L/N, It'll be ready in ten minutes." She responds, as she begins to scan the items, and you begin to look for your other girlfriends suit.

"Thank you Friday."

"I'm going to attempt to squeeze into this, you think you can clean up some while I do?"

She nods, then starts to collect all the trash while you travel into your girlfriends bathroom. After a painfully long fifteen minutes, with two mini breakdowns mixed in, you're finally able to squeeze your not as toned body into the unforgiving suit.

"Jesus Nat... This shit is so uncomfortable.." You grumble while looking yourself over in the mirror one final time, before a bright smile forms upon your face as you set off to find your favorite troublemaker.

Morgan was waiting for you in the living room, already in her suit, and was apparently talking Sam's ear off.

"Y/L/N! Looking good!" He teases, making his way over for a brief hug, and uses your entrance as an excuse to leave Morgan's riveting conversation for later.

"Careful there Wilson, wouldn't want my girlfriends to know you looked my way."

Those two are rather jealous creatures...

He clears his throat before narrowing his eyes your way.

"Please, I'm too young to die.." He pleads before taking his leave and you chuckle.

Once he's fully gone, you find you're being pelted in the abdomen by plastic balls.

"Morgan, where did you get these?" You groan, and look all over for the source of her abundance of red balls.

"Ah-ah! It's Scarlet Witch to you, and a wizard never tells her secrets."

"Wizard?" You quip, then throw back her "magic ball" before running to hide behind the couch.

"Hey! That's my magic, get your own..."

After thirty tireless minutes of fighting your girlfriend's mini me, while being dressed as your other, you slump against the couch out of exhaustion. Your arm is draped over your face while you catch your breath, and then you're groaning as Morgan plops on top of you.

"I'm tired..." Morgan murmurs against you, and a confirming yawn follows.

"Me too Momo... Wanna call it a night?"

Her lack of response tells you she's already gone, so you hold the tiny Avenger close, then make your way upstairs. Too lazy to change, you just remain in the tight suit, and leave Morgan the exact same as you lay down in the center of the bed.

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Pepper and Tony return a half hour later, sighing at the mess in the living room, but remain grateful at the sight of nothing being broken.

"Friday, where are the girls?"

"Asleep in the spare room that Romanoff and Maximoff use sometimes."

"Thank you."

At the sight of you two cuddling, Pepper opts to leave her there since the two of you looked rather adorable. Tony slipped into the dark room, and snapped a few photos.

"We really should hire her to be Morgan's nanny, she literally hates her 9-5, the scary redheads would love her being closer, and most importantly, Morgan absolutely adores her." Tony mutters as he quietly shuts the door, and his wife simply hums at the thought.

"It's definitely a shockingly good thought." Pepper teasingly agrees with the man before making her way to bed.

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Natasha and Wanda's jet lands, and the only thing on their mind at this time is sleep. Well, sleep and being reunited with you, but sadly they think they have to wait until tomorrow for that. However, as they lazily trail up the stairs the spy notices your bike that they bought you for Christmas laying against a hedge.

"Y/N..." Natasha starts to say with a goofy smile on her face.

"... she's here." Wanda confirms with a smirk, having felt you were near as soon as the door to the building was opened.

They made their way to the kitchen to grab a quick bite, and then they quietly made their way to the place they'd expected you to be waiting. Natasha entered first, and audibly awed at the sight.

"Looks like we got ourselves a couple of imposters..." She quietly chuckles, and Wanda peers over her shoulder to see for herself.

"Oh my gosh, now that's just adorable." Wanda coos, and takes an exceptionally large amount of photos.

"Well, this does explain the many red balls littering the lower levels of the compound." Natasha says as she follows her girlfriend into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

"Those outfits can't be comfortable to sleep in." She sighs, and Natasha instantly confirms that yours isn't.

Wanda simply waves her hand, and suddenly both of your outfits are replaced by plushy pajamas, and the costumes are now folded on the desk.

"You're so sweet detka." Natasha mumbles as she places a kiss to her forehead, and pulls her in for a hug.

"I want them comfortable, and I also can't imagine cuddling up to that suit of yours."

Natasha rolls her eyes at the ulterior motive.

"She did look hot in your suit though..."

"She sure did..."

"I can't wait to come home to this same view one day, but with our own babies..." Wanda dreamily states as she leans forward to place a tender kiss to Natasha's lips.

"Yeah, we need to trap her quick." Natasha jokes, and smirks once Wanda slaps her chest.

"Seriously though, I also can't wait for us to start our family. We'll have tiny little Y/N's running around. Then we can convince her to finally quit that horrid office job, and not have to worry about her nearly as much." Natasha continues, and Wanda nods against her chest before pulling away and making her way to bed.

Wanda climbs into the bed beside you, and gently pulls yours and Morgan's bodies into hers with her strong arms, and places a kiss to your temple.

"Wands?" You sleepily mumble, and she runs her fingers down the side of your face.

"Shh my darling girl, go back to sleep."

"Nat?" You question, nearing frantic

"I'm right here dorogoy..." She whispers as she climbs in on your other side, instantly calming you down as she wraps her arm over your chest.

"I missed you guys..." You sleepily mumble with a tired pout, and the women take turns kissing it.

"We missed you too detka..."

"So much..." Natasha concludes, as she buries her face into your neck, and sighs as your scent works to calm her body.

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#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff #natasha x reader x wanda #wanda x nat x reader #wanda x you x nat #wanda maximoff #wandanat #wandanat pov #wandanat imagine #wandanat x y/n #wandanat x you #wandanat x female reader #wandanat x reader #gxg #natasha romanoff imagine #wanda maximoff imagine #morgan stark #pepper potts #tony stark

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annabelle--cane · 2 months

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BIRTH BIRTH BIRTH BIRTH!!!

SO TRUE

#nat-20s #pepper the cat #answered

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smbhax · 10 months

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From "The Icy Fingers of Jack Frost" in Tales of Suspense #45, September 1963. Stan Lee script, Jack Kirby (Iron Man), Steve Ditko (?), Don Heck (?) pencils, Don Heck inks, Stan Goldberg colors, Artie Simek letters. The linked GCD page notes "Happy Hogan is based on pro wrestler-turned-actor Nat Pendleton; Pepper Potts is based on actress Ann B. Davis." Ann B. Davis played housekeeper Alice in The Brady Bunch TV show (1969).

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slightly-smarter-nat · 2 years

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Okay so for a platonic fic, can it be a Tony and fem!Reader one? They would be in the lab, working on suits or gadgets for the team, or simply just messing around and causing explosions all while listening to AC/DC and dancing around and lip syncing? And just wholesome best friends hanging out kind of thing between them? And for a bonus, their girlfriends (Pepper and Natasha) walk in the lab and see the two goofballs just being chaotic and wonder why they’re dating them? 😂

Thunderstruck || Tony Stark

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: Suggestive themes mentioned, fake medical information/ test results given, explicit language. If I have missed any warnings, please let me know.

Word count: 3929 words.

A/N: Thank you for the request anon, I really appreciate it!! Any friendship with Tony would be chaotic for sure! Please note this is an au so some character’s behaviours may be different to what is expected.

Please do not repost (on here or any social media platform), copy, translate or take ownership of my work. Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated <3.

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GIF not mine

Thunderstruck: Tony Stark-

“I’m on the highway to hell, on the highway to hell, dun dun!” You’re in Tony’s lab, ‘helping’ him work on some of the outdated gadgets that the team are due a major upgrade on.

As Tony screws in the last bolt needed to seal one of his gold-titanium alloy repulsor gloves together, you accidentally knock into him as you enter your own version of the iconic ‘Highway To Hell’, electric guitar solo- imaginary but very entertaining may you add.

“Hey Angus Young, get over here and let me see how this looks on you?” Tony holds out the repulsor, signalling for you to place it on your hand as requested.

You dance your way over to Tony, appreciating the music resounding around his lab, “My guitar skills are on par with Angus, thank you very much-“ Tony rolls his eyes, knowing your sarcasm levels give him a run for his money, “Anyway, this is for your suit, why do I have to wear it?”

You shove your hand into the repulsor, admiring how Tony’s signature red and gold details shimmer in the light as they cover your hand in metallic form of protection, “Well, I’m trying to see if I can make this prototype suitable for a nano-tech upgrade. I need you to hold it for me so I can see how it looks as I modify it, is that alright with you?”

“Sure thing Stark. Wait, it won't send out a charge or anything if I wear it, right?” You ask nervously, attempting to avoid any further damages being caused by yourself in the billionaire’s lab.

You’ve only just been allowed back in by Natasha after the last incident, in which it wasn’t completely your fault, but the huge hole that was formed in the flooring, that leads straight into your shared bedroom down below with Natasha didn’t go down well.

Tony places his pair of A.I. glasses on as he inspects the repulsor carefully; guiding your hand into an open palm position for him to work directly on, “Relax, it’s not connected to a suit, it will be fine. Now hold still whilst I-“

Before Tony can finish his sentence a golden blast is sent across the room. Tony barely dodges it as he ducks for cover. However, as you did not anticipate such a force, you are sent flying back into a pile of cardboard boxes that are decorating Tony’s lab.

As the crashing impact sound ceases, Tony slowly brings himself out from under the desk, removing his glasses at an unhurried speed as he studies the damage, “Oh shit. Pep is going to freak out if she sees this.”

His high tech lab is now equipped with an unforgiving hole in its structure, allowing the serene nature from outside the compound to be viewed from within the lab.

As the rubble from within the broken material continues to fall in a staggered motion, Tony moves to assess the ruins, “Yikes, that might be a tough one to cover up.”

You suddenly push the stray cardboard boxes from yourself, letting out a series of groaned pains from the harsh impact delivered from the blast.

Tony rushes over to help you, lifting you up instantly and attempting to dust you off with his hands, “Okay, you know when I said it wouldn’t go off, I obviously lied.”

Your eyes widen at the gaping hole in the wall, quickly throwing off the repulsor that remains on your hand.

You smack Tony on the arm, causing him to let out a small ‘ow’ in response, “What the hell Tony! We’re dead if Nat or Pepper sees that hole in the wall!”

Tony shakes his head in denial, “No, no it’s fine, we can work something out. Um, ah look we can just put these blueprints up as a poster or something. They’ll never know.”

You scoff at the idea, “Really? They’re the most observant people we know.”

Tony releases a sigh of frustration as he heads towards another set of blueprints decorating a wall at the opposite side of the lab. He makes quick work of lifting the set of plans, showing a gathering of wooden panels covering what can only be assumed as another hole formed by Tony himself.

“Trust me, I’m an expert by this point. We’ll be okay. They won’t notice, and if they do I know a great spa we can send them to as compensation for our less than genius ways.”

You raise an eyebrow at his words, “‘Our less than genius ways’? It was your-”

Tony instantly points to the newly covered flooring from your previous incident, with the colouring not matching perfectly, it’s quite an obvious change from the original decorating scheme of the lab, “Ah, well maybe the spa will be a good idea.”

You cringe at the realisation that you’re just as guilty as Tony is and opt to change the lead of the conversation, “How about we carry out your plan in covering up the hole and stick some more AC/DC on huh?”

Tony claps his hands and rubs them together in agreement, “I knew you were my favourite for a reason. Alright, I’m sticking ‘Thunderstruck’ on, is that cool with you?” Tony asks as he makes his way over to grab some spare blueprints in association with his ‘Mark LXXIX’ suit.

You nod to confirm, grabbing some spare pins from one of Tony’s drawers to help him secure the prints in their new place for the time being.

Tony announces the song request to ‘F.R.I.D.A.Y’, allowing the A.I. system to play it through the speakers placed around the lab.

As you both manoeuvre the plans across the gap- to ensure it’s covered completely. The two of you hum along to the beginning of the next song, rocking your heads slightly as you repeat the ‘Thunder’ intro.

With a few pins secured later, the blast hole is covered to a relatively good standard, “Awesome, I’ll call Happy up later to see if he can help source some materials to patch up the wall, then we should be in the clear.”

You hold your hand up to give Tony a high five, to which he enthusiastically completes with a slap of his own hand.

“Well, now that’s taken care of. Who’s gadget is next on the list for completion?” With Tony’s prototype being practically considered as lethal, it’s safe to say it’s on the back burner for now.

You quickly slide over to the desk filled with several pieces of equipment and a list based on their errors, left by each team member, “Um, we have Peter’s mask on here-“

“What’s the issue?” Tony asks as he picks up the Spider-Man mask, flipping it around to spot anything out of the ordinary.

“It says here that ‘the wrong suit commands come up during combat’ and basically some A.I. glitches.” You toss the piece of paper aside once you have read out the issues raised by Peter Parker himself.

“Alright, whilst I get the data needed to scan through his suit software; you can try it on and see if anything comes up on initial use.” Tony says as he uses his lab technology to produce a holographic screen, containing all the information associated with Peter’s suits.

“Isn't it just set up to respond to Peter?” You question as you take the mask from Tony.

He shakes his head in response, “No, the advanced features are. Though some default ones are available to known members of the team so it should work if you wear the mask.” Tony explains as he uses his fingers to remove irrelevant data from his viewpoint.

You pull the mask over your face, revelling at the feeling of the soft, comforting material used to produce Peter’s suit.

“Hey, why does Peter get the cool material? My suit is gross compared to this.” You question as you look around the lab, waiting for the A.I. to kick in.

Tony rolls his eyes at your question, “Well, my dear y/n, Peter takes care of his suit and only needs an upgrade, what every six months. You on the other hand are in here every week with a new issue.”

You place your hand on your chest in offence, “The battle damage just means I work hard during missions.” You proclaim.

Tony laughs at your excuse, “Right yeah, battle damage, are you sure it isn’t bedroom-“

“Finish that sentence and I’ll never speak to you again.” You immediately interrupt, knowing exactly where Tony’s vulgar mind was going.

Tony scoffs at your words, “Yeah right, I know I’m your favourite member of the team so the silent treatment wouldn’t last long. Anyway, back to the task at hand, activate the mask.”

Tony finally gathers all the information needed for the application of Peter’s suit.

“Um, how do I do that exactly?” You ask as you squint your eyes in curiosity, having never used this type of tech before.

“Just speak to the A.I, I think Peter named his suit’s A.I. Karen.” Tony says absentmindedly as he sets up a diagnostics test ready to run on the suits system.

You take a deep breath in to focus your attention on the mask, “Um, hi Karen, it’s-“

“Hello Miss y/l/n, how may I assist you?” You practically jump out of your skin when the A.I. responds, having not been expecting it so soon.

As you compose yourself, you take a moment to inspect the filters rapidly switching in front of your eyes from the masks’ inputted capabilities.

“Tony, the system seems a bit hectic, it can’t focus on one thing. It’s like there’s too much going on.” You say as you move your sight around the room, studying the information coming up in front of you from the suit in concern with each object you focus on.

“Okay, I think the wiring within the material needs to be re-assessed, just ask Karen to scan for potentially suitable areas to take cover in for battle mode, and we’ll go from there.” Tony instructs you clearly.

You take a moment to clear your throat, opting to sit on top of a clear desk as you prepare yourself to address Peter’s A.I. system, “Karen, activate-“

“Instant Kill Mode Activated.” The A.I. finishes the command in combat with your own instruction.

The mask enters a lethal pattern of behaviour, creating a red hue that distorts your vision as it searches for potential targets around you.

“Uh, Tony! A little help, what do I do? How do I stop this thing?!” You shout in a panicked manner, worried that you’ll end up doing something irresponsible with having the out of control mask on your head.

Tony attempts to ignore your frantic state as he turns your way, “I don’t know, maybe try taking it off your head?” He says in a sarcastic tone.

You halt your worries at his words, moving your hands up slowly to peel away the mask. Once it’s removed, your vision is returned back to normal, without having the mask’s influence at hand.

Tony smirks at your panicked state, “You doing okay there y/n?”

You throw the mask in his direction playfully, “I totally had it under control.” You affirm to Tony but mostly to yourself- though you never want to use Peter’s tech again.

“Yeah, of course you did. That’s why you were practically screaming for my help when all you had to do was take it off. Very controlled.” Tony can’t help but carry out the opportunity to tease you.

“Yeah well you suck so case closed.” You say as you take a seat next to Tony to study the screen, trying to escape a Stark teasing session.

“Aww you suck too.” Tony moves over to rub a hand through your hair, causing you to smack his hand away with a laugh, “All joking aside, it’s just a faulty connection, it won’t take long to fix. Do you want to see if you can fix it?”

You beam at the opportunity, grabbing the relevant tools Tony sets out for you to use.

“Okay, first you need to flip it inside out, then you’ll see a stream of wires leading throughout the structure of the mask. The diagnostics shows it’s the blue wires that have an off connection so-“ As you follow Tony’s guidance, a knock interrupts the two of you.

You both look to see Dr. Cho standing at the lab entrance, waving. Tony rushes up to open the door for her, once he enters the passcode to open the mechanism Dr. Cho enters the work space.

“Hello, I came by to drop y/n’s routine post-mission test results off.” She says as she hands Tony the folder containing information based on your blood work.

After every mission it’s compulsory to have a medical checkup and blood test to see if any hazardous materials have entered the system.

“Thank you Dr. Cho, it’s a pleasure seeing you as always.” Tony says as he leads her back out of the lab.

“My pleasure, though I must say, your music taste certainly hasn’t changed over the years.” Dr.Cho says as she enters the doorway to exit.

“If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Have a good one.” Tony bids the doctor a farewell as he heads back over to you.

Just as he’s about to sit down he waves the folder in front of you, “Want me to open it whilst you work on the wires?”

You nod to confirm, focusing your attention on untangling the intricate makeup of the wiring system running throughout the material.

Tony flips over the folder to retrieve the results from inside, he widens his eyes in horror once he reads the final test results, “Oh my god.”

His low tone causes your gaze to shoot up, “Wait, what? What’s wrong, is there something concerning with my blood work?” You hurriedly ask him, distressed at the thought of something serious being wrong.

“Y/n, I don’t know how to tell you this.”

Your heart drops at his words, worry surges through your body at the possibility of something serious being wrong, “Tony just tell me, do I need Nat here to know?”

Tony instantly shakes his head, “No, that won’t be necessary. Though saying that, I’m sorry to say but you’re positive.”

You slowly set down the tools you are using for Peter’s mask to focus your study on Tony’s features intently, hoping to gauge some answers from his mannerisms, “What for?” You let out timidly.

Tony releases a sigh before revealing his answer, “Y/n, you have ‘dumbasstitis’.”

You rip the folder from Tony’s hands as you use it to smack him with, “You asshole, I thought you were being serious. You’re cruel.”

Tony laughs as you continue your actions against him, “Alright, alright it was a joke. You’re all clear y/l/n.”

You stop to open the file, double checking that you are in fact clear of any irregularities in your system.

“I’m so going to get you back for that.” You warn Tony as you finish reading through your papers.

Tony pats you on the arm, “I count on it, sorry y/l/n.”

“Hmm, I bet you are.” You use the folder to tap him on the head with before throwing it on the desk, so it can be taken care of later.

Tony collapses into his work chair, stretching slightly from the prolonged work being carried out, “How many more gadgets do we have on the list?” He wonders as he awaits your answer.

“Too many.” You say as you grimace at the remaining workload for you and Tony to complete.

Tony claps his hands together, “Right, my glamorous work assistant, let’s get back to it.”

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“Where are they? They know we have dinner reservations booked for 7pm.” Natasha asks as she paces the living area of the compound, annoyed that Tony and yourself have failed to show up ready on time.

Pepper watches her every step with intent, “They were doing lab work today, you don’t think they’re still in there?“

Natasha stops her pacing to face Pepper, “If they are, that can’t be good news. They were supposed to be finished hours ago.” Natasha releases frustratedly, glancing at her phone to see if she has any missed messages from you to explain your absence.

Pepper stands from the couch and brushes down her elegant dress, ready for the double date scheduled between both couples, “Well, they’ve either hurt themselves by messing around and are too stubborn to tell us; or they’re cleaning up a mess from a test ‘gone wrong’. Either way, I think we should head to the lab.”

Natasha nods her head in agreement and with that, the two women head to the lab, partly dreading the chaotic scene that they anticipate to find.

—

Once Pepper and Natasha make it to the lab, they can’t help but watch the chaos unfold through the glass doors.

You’re currently chasing Tony around the lab, as he desperately sprints in various directions in an attempt to dodge your attacks.

Pepper inputs the passcode to unlock the lab’s secure doors- with the passcode being a combination of her and Morgan’s birthday.

Once the doors have opened, the two women are able to hear the conversation being carried out by the two of you- having the glass barrier muffling it beforehand.

“Y/n, stop, you don’t have to do this-“ Tony leaps out of the way of the electric shock being sent in his direction.

“Oh Tony, come on. How else am I supposed to test if Nat’s ‘Widow Bite’ device has the correct voltage. Stay still, you’re only making it worse.” You laugh as you aim your wrist towards Tony’s chosen area of cover.

Through your concentrated hunt for Tony, you fail to notice the unimpressed expressions on Natasha and Pepper’s face.

Once you hear a shuffle from Tony’s suspected location- under a desk. You do a strategic roll across the floor and aim the weapon out, however Tony is nowhere to be found.

You raise a confused eyebrow as you look under the desk; adamant that Tony was under it.

Though as soon as you hear the high pitched charging sound of one of Tony’s repulsors, you know he’s now behind you.

You quickly swivel around to aim the Widow Bite device at Tony, with having him matching your defensive position with his own weapon of choice- to which he armed himself with during his attempt to take cover.

The two of you focus your intense gazes at each other, neither one of you wavering in your intimidating ways.

That is until the two of you break out into a series of laughter, sending a wave of confusion over Natasha and Pepper, who watched the whole ordeal unfold, “You almost had me y/l/n. Oh that’s a thought, I think I have a new target simulator we can use in here.”

You pull yourself up from the floor in excitement, “No way! Can we use any weapon on it?!” You ask happily, absolutely loving any training sessions carried out using Tony’s advanced and unique simulations.

“You should be able to, let me load one up now-“ Tony’s words are interrupted once the two of you hear someone clearing their throat.

You both pull your gazes to the entrance of the lab, now noticing your irritated partners.

As you register their appearances, you instantly recall having dinner plans with them, which you completely forgot about.

“Hi-“

Natasha raises her hand to silence you, “What part of ‘don’t be late’ did the two of you not understand?” She asks in a dangerous tone.

You and Tony look between yourselves in trepidation, hoping that one of you has a good excuse as to why you didn’t show up on time, “Um, we have been working.” Tony says timidly.

Pepper glances around the room in peculiarity, studying the organised chaos, “What part of this is work.” She asks as she mostly gestures to your newly built cardboard box fort.

“We needed a base.” Tony fills in the gaps of Pepper’s question.

“You were supposed to be working on gadgets, why would you need a base?” Pepper questions further.

Tony and yourself look towards the ground when you decide to answer, “We were playing spies.”

Natasha rolls her eyes at your antics, “Right, well we’ve missed the reservation now so the two of you are going out to pick us up some takeout, whilst me and Pepper go and chill out. Do you understand?” Natasha firmly questions.

You and Tony nod, refusing to upset Natasha further, “Yes Nat.”

She smirks, “Good, now hurry up you morons, we’re starving.” Natasha says in a playful way.

At the lightening of Natasha’s tone, you instantly remove the widow bite device from your wrist and go to move out of the lab to pick up some dinner with Tony.

In your hurried state, the two of you nearly forgot one of the most important things to complete before leaving the compound. You and Tony rush over to the two women, allowing Tony to kiss Pepper goodbye.

Though when you lean in for a kiss for Natasha, she places a finger on your lips, “If you go to Sal’s Pizza, what do you have to make sure detka?”

You speak in a muffled state as Natasha’s finger continues to block your mouth, “To only get stuffed crust if the garlic mozzarella cheese is back in stock.”

Natasha smiles sweetly at you, “Atta-girl.” She pulls you in for a kiss, bidding you farewell before you leave with Tony.

“Now hurry up, then we can all pick a movie to watch when you get back.” Natasha suggests.

“Okay, I love you, we won’t take long.” You say as you tap Tony to signal for the two of you to leave.

“I love you too, now go.” With that, you and Tony finally exit the lab through a passage to retrieve a car from his impressive garage.

Just as Natasha and Pepper turn to leave the lab, Natasha notices a disturbance with a set of blueprints on one of the walls. She steadily walks over to remove the plans, curious as to what lies beneath them.

Once removed, the damage in the wall is apparent, with the breeze from outside playing against the blueprints, causing the movement. You weren’t wrong about them being the most observant people you know.

“Sometimes I wonder why we even date them.” Pepper shakes her head at the damage, not even having the patience to wonder how this destruction occurred.

“There’s supposed to be a sweet and heartfelt reason behind that question, but all I can think is that they’re goofballs, but they’re our goofballs.” Natasha chooses to pin the blueprints back in their place. Allowing you and Tony to keep the illusion that Natasha and Pepper are none the wiser to your lab based shenanigans.

“Though they’re goofballs, we wouldn’t trade them for the world.” Pepper says as she strides towards the exit.

Natasha walks up alongside her, “We certainly wouldn’t. No matter how many holes they blow in this place.”

The two women laugh as they begin to share stories originating from yours and Tony’s adventurous friendship, through the years.

Knowing that soon you and Tony will do something astonishing to add to the whole list of crazy tales that make up your incredible friendship.

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