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drghostwrite · 5 months

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Dark Nights

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x preg!wife!reader

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"You can't ask that of her!" Natasha yelled across the table. You were both called into a conference room with Fury and agent Hill, they were talking about a last-minute mission though your wife was concerned about your approaching due date. While they argued and Maria played referee you found yourself staring out the window of the large conference room a million things running through your mind, one hand running along your bump as your baby kicked.

"And who are you to decide that?" Nick Fury shot back at the other agent.

"I'm her wife." Nat responded.

"Oh because that's stopped other agents before." He responded

"Fury you know I respect you but that's my wife, the mother of my child, our unborn child that in case you haven't noticed she's carrying."

"Okay, okay, before this goes any farther... How about we ask Y/N, she is sitting right here." Maria finally spoke up, motioning to your distracted form.

"Y/N?" you're wife gently called.

You rubbed a hand over your eyes trying to clear your head taking in a gasp before refocusing your eyes on them, "If and I mean IF I were to agree to this what all would it entail?"

"Well that..."

"No I want full disclosure, no more confidentiality and clearance levels, if I'm doing this and potentially putting my life and the life of my unborn child on the line I need to know everything." Nat sat next to you and turned to Fury.

"We had a situation a few years back, an agency that's been working against SHEILD, they used to be a part of Hydra but they reformed, they have recruited agaents and took over one of our smaller compounds, though it's to be evacuated this week to keep their identities a secret, we need someone to get in ther."

"That's where I asked why they picked you with being on leave."

"My main concern isn't getting you in, it's the systems on the inside, all the coders did was build into the SHEILD mainframe, they have no access to us but they have similar systems so I need someone that's a trained agent, and good with the computers, it would be in and out, need to know basis, all I need you to do is get in, crash their systems and get out."

"So that's where I come in?"

"Exactly."

"Okay, in and out, only on the condition that you do have agents on site and Natasha is in the command center, I want her in my ear at all times."

"Whatever gets you onboard, let's get you briefed and prepped for the field." Fury said.

---time jump---

You turned down the hallway, dimly lit by soft baseboard lights, you turned another corner but quickly pushed back when you saw two guards stationed outside the control room, any other time you would've just incapacitated them both but being 36 weeks pregnant wasn't helping you much.

"Natasha?"

"Y-Y/N? I'm r-r-ri-ght here what'sss go-going on-n?" The intercoms were breaking up which meant your job was going to get that much harder. "Two guards outside the command room, change of plans."

"Detka please, be careful."

"Will do, intercoms are getting scratchy, if this is it till I get out of here, I love you Natasha."

You made the decision that if you couldn't get in the control room you could still shut it down remotely, so you backtracked and took some different turns stumbling upon the old director's office, silently patting yourself on the back and opening the door.

You walked over to the desk, and brushed your hand along the command bar that's built into the desk, the hovering screens flashed to life. You swiped moving the screens around, they asked for your password and thanked Tony Stark for giving you a built in back door, when Ultron took over he built a back pathway that allowed you access but nothing was associated to you as a person so you had access to the entire system without anyones knowledge. You quickly started working pulling up the mainframe and started untagling the mess the rebellion had created, you were so close to unraveling the whole thing when you felt a sharp pain running through your abdomen.

You stopped in your tracks waiting to see if it was just your imagination, but then another one, this time catching you off guard causing you to keel over using the desk for support. "shit, shit, shit... this can't be happening." you said worry flooding your features, you tried calming yourself but you knew what this could mean.

"Natasha?" You called over the intercoms, but no response so you tried again but you realized there was no signal, you were alone and going into labor. You thought about backtracking and alerting them but as you went to exit the office you heard footsteps, quickly swiping the screens dark again you watched as the guards walked by standing next to the door frozen, you felt the warm liquid running down your legs and realized that this was it, the night just went from dangerous to deadly if you didn't get help quickly. Your water just broke and you were by yourself in an enemy compound with no way to communicate with anyone outside.

You cringed as another contraction took over your body pressing a hand tightly under your swollen bump, "Oh baby not now, please not now." you brought the screens back up typing rapidly, taking the mainframe down meant potentially setting off a bunch of alarms which meant that you would be exposing yourself in the height of labor.

"Okay wait if this is built into the SHEILD mainframe I can get ahold of your other mommy...Oh God..." Another contraction took over, you slid to the floor, pulling out your phone you connected it to the computer sending an "SOS" to Nat hoping that she would get it in time.

"Okay baby, this is me and you until we get help, so I'm gonna need you to slow down a little bit." you ran a hand over your bump closing your eyes and leaning against the strong desk.

You moved quickly into the adjoining room moving into the corner, grimacing at the pain of your baby trying to make it's way into the world, "God you're as impatient as your mother...Nnngghh."

You heard the door to the office start to open and held your breath, hearing light footsteps, and saw as a light scanned the room.

"Y/N... detka are you in here?" you heard a whispering voice call out.

"Natasha?" you called, you listened as hurried footsteps moved towards you, the door swung open revealing your wife. As she looked in on you her worst fears coming true, she quickly got down in front of you, running a hand soothingly along your thigh.

"Y/N what's going on?"

"It-it's the baby...Nnghh, Natasha our baby is coming," you said and tears started to fall, you were a trained agent one of the best to ever step foot in SHIELD, you were an Avenger a super soldier, but in this moment you were scared out of your mind.

"Um, okay baby it's okay."

"M-my water broke...we need to get out of here"

"Okay, Y/N it'll all be okay, Maria is outside getting a hold of Steve she's calling in a rescue team, you know Bucky will be breaking down that door as soon as he finds out."

"I-I cannghh..." you gripped her hand throwing your head back gritting through a contraction, "I got you baby, just breathe."

"Nat this is happening now."

"Okay, then let's do this." she said as you slowly shook your head agreeing with her.

"Okay, my pants you gotta help me." you said pushing at the waistband, she quickly hooked her fingers in your pants pulling them off along with your panties and laying them to the side.

"Y/N, I can see it... I can see the head."

"Whaa- no I-I no this wasn't supposed to happen like this... Nat I can't do this... Hhahh, I can't do this."

"Y/N Romanoff yes you can, you are my wife, one of the strongest people I know I've never once seen you back down from a challenge or a threat and you protect the ones you love so fiercely, I never once doubted starting a family with you, so if anyone knows, I do. I know that you can do this."

"Woouuu...Nnghh." you tried but these contractions were getting closer and closer, "I-I need to push."

"Okay, follow your body." you pushed, your nails digging into Natasha's shoulder as she was bent down in between your legs, she was reassuring you while you fought through a few more contractions.

"Okay Y/N head is out, just a couple more and we meet our baby." you tried to answer but the contractions were too close, you pushed a couple more times before your wife was holding your newborn in her arms.

"It's a girl, we have a baby girl." you listened as her cries filled the room, you started feeling lightheaded.

"Natasha I don't feel so good."

"Y/N, I-Y/N..." she said noticing the blood, you were bleeding fast and she realized that you needed to get out of there asap.

She heard as the door to the office crashed in, "Y/N! Natasha!" you heard Bucky yell out, he moved around the room and stopped outside the door hearing your newborn daughter's cries, he opened it coming in.

"Is that?"

"Yes." Natasha said tears in her eyes, and he quickly realized how dire the situation was.

"Bucky, she, the blood..."

"Okay let's go I got her." He quickly picked you up making sure you were covered and started out the door. Natasha saw the screens still live and hit the execute button, running our behind Bucky with your baby in her arms.

46 hours later and the mission had been executed, you were finally awake and safely at your home holding your baby girl, Natasha was next to you holding you both in her arms, you had minor hemorrhaging after the birth but luckily had some of the best doctors around, meaning you made it out almost completely unscathed and with a perfectly healthy baby girl. Though you and Nat quickly agreed that next time there would be no last-minute missions so close to your due date.

#x yn #pregnancy #giving birth #mcu natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes #marvel x reader #nick fury #maria hill #the avengers

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buckyysdoll · 9 months

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— 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲! 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐜𝐬 — ╰┈➤ + more generalised dating headcanons ๋࣭ ⭑

જ⁀➴ 18+ MDNI — summary: pretty self explanatory — based on an old request from when i was @sjjwriting; <𝟑; cw: preg!reader, allusions to sex (eg, oral — f!rec), large (but legal) age gap, maybe ooc tony? i haven’t even yet seen the ‘iron man’ films, so shoot me now :’), brief mention of praise/degradation kink, daddy kink; tony still dies at end :( !! pairing: tony stark x fem!reader

MAIN MASTERLIST

• okay this may seem morally questionable but there's gonna be a pretty big age gap

• as in, if tony's in his forties during the franchise as we know it, then you’re gonna be in your early/mid twenties. SO I PROMISE IT’S LEGAL, OKAY?

• you met when tony got involved with peter parker, as you lived with him and aunt may in new york. you weren’t related, but she’d been best friends with your mother since her own teen years, and when your parents had passed she had taken you in as her own. you loved her to bits

• peter was a good few years younger than you, and hence like a brother figure — one who annoyed you like hell, but that you still loved just the same.

• cut forward to the avengers’ era when you and T are in an established relationship -> you’re part of their circle and already it feels like home at the compound — you just fit right in

• and while that means you’re one of the group and you couldn’t be more thrilled, tony absolutely hates the way that you're so quick to endanger yourself in his eyes

• therefore — frequent and explosive arguments when you want to get involved but he simply won't let you

• — "tony you can't shut me out of this! i have every right to help if i want to.”

• — "no, you have every right to back the hell away and not get yourself killed because of me."

• but still, the avengers swiftly came to be like family to you

• you and natasha get close as you're nearer in age than a lot of the others are to you; you and her have girls nights out, and tony puts you to bed when you come home drunk

• essentially, in other words, you’re getting the princess treatment all. the. time.

• eg, being the only one that can touch/do certain things around the compound

• and as per sugar daddy! regimen, of course tony stark just spoils you rotten

• and i mean full-on, absolutely dotes on you — both gift giving and touch are his two main love languages

• for example, if you’ve had a bad day? there's his credit card -> "go cheer yourself up a little, honey"

• at first, his fellow avengers are kinda 👀 about such a vast age gap, but they see the way the two of you are with each other — just different. complete.

• because who he is [apart from] and [with you] are like two fully separate people, to be honest.

• nat seeing him in a good mood: “who are you, and what’ve you done to tony?”

• he’s just obsessed with you to be honest, and as such way too overprotective

• — “and where exactly are you going in that dress?"

• — "out for drinks with natasha?”

• — “like hell you are"

• you being like the mom friend even to the members of the group much older than you

• somehow being perfect for tony when his bold hotheadedness is met with your even calm.

• no one ever would’ve thought of him as likely to settle down, but when he met you that was it — his days of being playboy were suddenly behind him

• you host the stark parties with him and look like a young trophy wife on his arm; at least, that's how it appears to the people on the outside who don't know how much you're in love

• sitting on his lap in avengers’ meetings with your arm across his shoulder and his own around your waist

• easy domestic sweetness at the compound — heads resting on shoulders, hands held just because. a cup of coffee made and a kiss on the cheek; soft, whispered “i love you”s at night.

• walking around the compound in just his oversized shirt and your panties, not sparing so much as a single thought for the other avengers you happened to live with. instead, you bet your ass you’ll just walk straight into the kitchen, tony’s hand in yours and a question to ask: “morning guys, who wants coffee?”

• the rest of the group being extremely protective of you, too — especially natasha and steve

• the latter, of course, wants to know exactly what his intentions are with you; and Tony's response is pretty much exactly what you'd expect — not happy at all

• — it went something like, "it's not the 1940s anymore, rogers. in modern terms, that means mind your own business."

• meanwhile, natasha just opted straight for the threat on behalf of her friend; for the girl who was like the sister she felt she’d been missing for most of her life: "you'd better take care of her, tony. i may be your friend, but i’m still an assassin.”

• peter parker, already like an aforementioned brother, called you “mrs stark” way prematurely despite how you’d known him for most of your life. you thought it was cute, and he was in pure shock on the day you first told him you and tony were dating.

• in reality though, by now, tony's had an engagement ring stored away for ages; all he needs now is the courage to actually ask, but the goddamn question just won’t come out.

• and who is it who, eventually, gives him the advice that makes him finally do it? none other than rogers himself, who tony is now reluctantly grateful to know.

• because it turned out that tony was surprisingly insecure about the age gap, but tried hard to hide it. and when you eventually found out you couldn’t quite believe that he was actually saying these words.

• you’d never loved anyone the way you loved him — and yet, he didn’t even see why you did? he didn’t understand why someone so young and vibrant and beautiful as you would ever want to settle with a man “past his prime” and who came with a “fuck ton of emotional baggage.”

• and so only you three knew the truth of your love’s well-kept facade: the great Tony Stark wasn’t quite so arrogant as he’d have the world believe.

• though he was close enough to it <3

• so, you savoured the time spent proving it to him — how you feel — with your hands, mouth, tongue. Sex with tony is certainly an experience, going rougher when you want it but so tender when you don't.

• and let me tell you that man gets pussydrunk as hell and it drives him insane.

• just imagine this level-headed genius who approaches every problem and scenario with logic, suddenly unable to focus past the hard-on in his jeans because you sent him a dirty text while he was in the middle of a meeting

• and you do that a lot — teasing him in public is your new favourite thing; a photo of you scantily dressed or a message saying just what you'll do to him later

• his hand is always on your thigh when driving, or when just sitting anywhere in public/at the compound.

• he’ll also deliberately tease you in public or when you’re both with the others at home, just to watch you blush and struggle through attempts at conversation while his hand beneath the table’s roaming higher up your skirt

• tony’s had so many meetings with the other avengers that he’s had to cut short — all because of you, because he needs you right there and then, and can’t seem to wait a single moment longer

• not that you’re complaining

• he takes you on dinner dates in restaurants where he still insists he pays; even after all this time spent together, he’s never once stopped trying to romance and treat you <3

• he’ll leave a box with a bow on your shared, kingsize bed and within it? — a dress and a note: wear this for me tonight, and be ready for 7. love you, honey, it reads

• and good lord, the man has very expensive good taste — it feels too much !

• but it appears that he literally cannot stop buying you gifts; that man is whipped as fuck and he knows it, yet somehow wouldn’t change it for all the world.

• you two often leave for the bathroom at most social functions, like you’re teenagers again. but what can he do, when there’s a counter right there waiting for you to sit on, for him to kneel before as he slides that thin scrap of lace down your knees, off your ankles, to the floor?

• but still, he’s a perfect gentleman in public — a hand on your lower back to guide you through crowds.

• going to black tie events on his arm as his "pretty, young thing,” turned eventual wife

• let's be real, there’s a clear daddy kink. also heavy on the praise, maybe light degradation? pet names "sweetheart,” "honey,” “baby" — the latter mainly after a fight

• you being the only one that can make him see reason, despite how you often have your differences, too.

• most of your fights come from when he’s trying to martyr himself for the world, yet still you're the only one that can humble him, who he’d get down on his knees and beg for.

• having to be protected because you're with a man in such a high position of wealth

• "mrs stark” 💅🏻 has such a good ring to it now, much better than “that young girl he’s with”

• jealous and protective tony when men make their thoughts of you quite plain; and though he’s rich and successful — now an old household name — he’s not above the odd fight for your honour 😌

• absolutely adoring happy, who’s now become your personal security guard, too. you get along so well and to him, you’re both like a good friend and a kind of daughter figure in one

• even after all this time, you still team up with peter to tease mr stark ♡

• the four of you are like a family — five, once your little baby daughter is born <3

• and of course, she’s a daddy’s girl too — just like her mama, and who really could blame you?

• when you're pregnant his protectiveness absolutely ricochets up several notches; not to mention his own hormones for the mother of his child ;) -> those too have risen <3

• so now he’s far less subtle and even more of a total, stubborn pain in your ass ♡

• nine months come and pass, and all the while tony is just worried sick. he’s desperate to stop doing missions, but when the world needed saving — what choice did he have?

• and so you become a young mother to your sweet baby girl and let tony do just what he has to; and when he doesn't come home you’ve become a young widow left to raise your daughter without her daddy </3

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 7 months

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long time no see lol i hope you’re doing well!!!!!

Just out of curiosity, do you know you a wandanat/reader fic where it goes through how all of them met and got together and then by (Wanda’s magic I think) reader becomes pregs by both Wand N right before the team goes to Wakanda to battle Thanos and reader get badly injured right before the blip but lives and gives birth a raises the baby with Nat in those five years until Vormir? I won’t spoil the rest bc it’s really good but it’s been killing me that I can’t find it. It was in Ao3 and a part of me is starting to think it’s a fever dream lol but if you can help that would be great thank you

-🎨

Im doing alright, hope you are too!

I know this fic, and I've definitely read it but I cannot for the life of me remember it's title. I feel like I read it on here though and not on ao3 so feel free to go through the WandaNat x reader tag on my blog and scroll through all the possibilities (though I warn you it will probably be a long list)

Anybody else able to help out my lovely anon?

#ask #answered asks #my asks #🎨 anon

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howardpotts · 5 years

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Pregnancy test (Loki x reader)

Requested by @michaellangdonslut: Hello, can you do one where Loki gets his friend (the reader) pregnant after a one night stand?

Summary: Basically the request!

Warning: angst, uh pregnancy? (is that even a warning?), details of throwing up?

Wordcount: 2127

A/N: I hope you like it! I had so much fun writing this, so the wordcount turned out longer than I expected. Let me know what you think!

Your head was hanging above the toilet. Everything you just ate for breakfast came out the same way it went in. You tried to pull your hair back yourself, but it’s not completely working, leaving some stuff in your hair.

You didn’t even know you could have so much stored in your stomach. Your stomach isn’t done yet and your abs flex, trying to get even more out. It was probably some sort of reflex to get everything dirty out of your system.

When nothing is left anymore, you stand up with a grossed out expression. You flush the toilet and look in the mirror, seeing the dirty strands of hair. “Shit”, you murmur. You turn to the shower and let the water run.

You take a quick shower, making sure you’re clean again and ready for the rest of the day. While standing in the shower, you eyed to the toilet again. Why did you even throw up? You didn’t feel sick or anything… Maybe the food from last night?

It couldn’t be the food, it was just some simple pasta Bolognese. There was no spice, even though your body could handle that very well, or products that were expired. You definitely weren’t allergic, so that’s off the table too.

Just when you turn the shower off again, you see the screen of your phone light up. You grab a towel and dry yourself with it. After that, you twist your hair in another clean towel and grab your phone. “Today still on?”

It was Natasha. You text back that you’ll be there if she’s there. As you walk in to your bedroom, you’re still a bit in your head about the throwing up. The last time you’ve thrown up was a few years ago, so it’s very unlikely for you to do it out of nowhere.

You grab yourself a new pair of black jeans and a washed red croptop. To finish the look, you add some fake gold necklace. You give yourself one last quick look in the mirror, to confirm you’re looking well enough to go outside.

Just when you approved your look, you spotted you bed behind you in the mirror. Your mind goes back to a few days ago.

“Hey, come in!” You gestured to the room as Loki walked in. He gave you a sweet kiss on the cheek, which you were used to.

As soon as he sat down on your couch, you provided him with water, grapes, chocolate and all the other good stuff. He just smiled and thanked you. First time you had a ‘movie night’, he didn’t thank you. He bluntly asked why I didn’t make him a whole fruit bowl with at least twenty fruits. So there was definitely progress in him being nice.

You got to Netflix and stopped by the movie Hercules. It was the original animation. For a second, you wanted him to see the movie. But you stopped yourself very quickly. Maybe he wasn’t ready for that movie. It might send him a message that you see him as Hades, the villain of the movie who dies in the end. It’s the perfect metaphor: Zeus is Thor, the good God and King of all the people who are full of love; Hades is king of the Underworld, the bad guys and he feeds himself with the souls he has taken.

You quickly scroll to another movie. After a few scrolls, you see Grease. Hmm… This can be fun, right? Loki nods his head in agreement to watch this one. “It’s an absolute classic! But kind of cheesy”, you say, excitement thickly layered in your voice.

As you watch the movie, you study Loki as well. He looks absolutely breath taking. You can tell he isn’t hiding his real looks anymore. This is the real him. His hair isn’t as smooth, it’s even a little bit curled. His face is paler than it was a few days ago. There are two small wrinkles on his forehead, showing how much he has been through in life.

A little smile appears on your face. He trusts you. He trusts you enough to show you the real Loki. No mask, no glamour. You try to focus on the movie, but you can’t. You just look at him in awe, trying to take it all in.

“Are you enjoying me?”, he grins. Your cheeks fill with red, but you still nod. You’re not going to lie to him. You never lied to him. You can’t be another person to break his trust.

“You see it, don’t you?” His eyes turn to the floor, his teeth are biting his bottom lip. You nod again. “You’re so beautiful”, you whisper. It’s out before you know it. He looks up again, directly in to your eyes.

You know what he’s going to do, but you let him. Not because you didn’t want to crush his ego, but because you actually wanted it. Him. You wanted him. All of him. His kisses, everywhere on your body. His fingers, giving you goose bumps wherever they were. His whispers, praising you in to the stars.

Your fingers roam the way his kisses did on your neck that night. It made you shiver and relive the moment. A few tears blur your eyesight. Really? You’re also getting emotional? So you’re throwing up and an emotional mess. Couldn’t be better. Especially today, the first time you had to see him again.

That night was the first time you lied to him. You agreed that this was a one night stand. He said that he wasn’t ready for something that emotional and you don’t blame him. You even thought it was good for him that he knew his own boundaries.

You just told him that you didn’t see yourself in a relationship with him. You did picture yourself with him, though. So you lied. But the lie was out before your brain even processed the lie.

A big sigh comes out of your mouth as you turn away from the mirror. Okay, Y/N, this is not the time to be a stupid little helpless girl. It’s not a big issue. You just have to get over him. It’s not like he made you preg- Wait.

The thought itself made you nauseous again. Your head felt dizzy. You try and grab the mirror, but you miss, making you stumble forward. You grab your head and search for your bed with one hand forward.

When you reach your bed, you calmly let yourself down on it. The dizziness fades, and your thoughts are slowly coming back. Is that even possible? He’s a god, he can’t get you… Right?

You reach your phone again. You text Nat that you don’t know if you’re coming since you’re ill. An immediate text back. ‘Oh no girly, I’m coming to get you. No excuses. I’m on my way.’

You bite your lip, thinking everything through. Maybe you can ask Natasha to get you a pregnancy test? Or is that stupid?

You didn’t even answer your question, the phone was already at your ear. “Hey girl. You’re not going to leave me hanging, you hear me?!”, you hear Natasha say. You just know she has this big smirk on her face.

“Uh- Can you get me a pregnancy test?” The words were out. No way back. You didn’t even hesitate. You had to know. It’s better to be sure about it. You probably weren’t even pregnant. That wasn’t even possible.

On the other side of the line, it was silent for a few seconds before you heard a quick ‘on it’ before she hung up.

You sat on the side of the bathtub while staring at the pregnancy test. It was placed on the bathroom sink. “Y/N, you okay?” Natasha softly knocked on the door. You nodded, but then realised she couldn’t see you. “Yeah.” You sounded way weaker than you wanted to.

You open the door. Natasha saw your face was full of worry. She gets in and sits you down back. “Listen Y/N”, she says sternly, “whatever the outcome will be, it will be okay. You”, she pointed at you, “Me”, she pointed at herself, “Everyone is going to make sure that you are going to be okay. You’re not alone in this. If this turns out negative. Fine, we go on with life. If it’s positive, we are going to kick ass.”

You give her a smile and were about to thank her when the timer on your phone goes off. You run to the pregnancy test. Because of your hurry, you almost drop it when you pick it up. The plastic thing is now in your hands. With shaking hands, you hold it up so you can view what it’s saying.

You drop it on the floor the second you see the result. Everything goes blanc. The words Natasha just said are forgotten. Your hands are trying to grab the sink, but just like the mirror, you miss. This time you don’t have enough time to sit down and pass out.

A hour later you wake, laying in your bed. Natasha’s holding your hand, worry spread over her face. “What happened?” You ask while rubbing your eyes. “You passed out”, she said with that same expression.

Huh? But why- Pregnant. You were pregnant. Of a god. Of Loki. “Loki”, you whisper. Natasha’s eyes widen at the name. She didn’t know who was a possible baby daddy.

“Wha- Oh- Loki? Really?” “You need to get him for me, Nat. Please, just- don’t ask questions, okay?” You grab her arm desperate. You needed to tell him. He deserved to know.

“What’s going on?” Loki gets in and rushes to you. You’re sitting on the side of the bed, holding the pregnancy test in your hand. He doesn’t see it, or at least he doesn’t pay attention to it. He doesn’t even know what the thing is. Nat closes the door, leaving the two of you alone.

“Uhm…”, you play with the little test with your fingers while trying to find the words. You don’t know how he’s going to react. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea? Is he going to be mad? Sad? Controlling? Will he leave?

“Y/N?” He tries to grab your hand. The test falls to the ground and has now Loki’s attention. No way back. “What’s this?” He grabs the little plastic thing, looking at the two lines in the middle of it.

“Uh- It means… I- Uh- I’m pregnant.” You didn’t want to stumble the words out, but you’re just overthinking about his reaction that you couldn’t find any words to even break the news to him. He looks at you in disbelief. “What?”

“I’m.. I’m pregnant.” “No, no, I heard you. Just..” He doesn’t continue his sentence, making you wonder what he’s thinking. “What… are your thoughts?”, you ask carefully.

He now looks at you. The green eyes make you so nervous for his answer. Slowly you feel a naucious feeling coming up again. Not now, not again.

“Y/N, this…”, he looks at your belly and places a hand on it, “I can’t believe- It’s-“ This stumbling made you even more nervous. He’s never at loss of words. He looks you in the eyes again, seeing a tear falling on your cheek.

He sighs before he speaks. “I can’t believe that there’s a little creature growing in there. It’s absolutely magnificent. And I can’t believe it in your body. I- I know I said I’m not ready for such great commitment, but maybe I am.” He stays silent for a second, giving it a more dramatic touch. “But, of course, you don’t..”

“I- Maybe it’s- Loki, I lied to you”, you say while you’re looking to the ground. He frowns and turns your head back to him with his hand, making you look at him. “I promised myself I wouldn’t lie to you, but I did. I told you I didn’t want to be in a relationship with you. But I do. Every time I see you, I imagine us being together. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have lied. So many people have betrayed you, lied to you. I didn’t want to be another one, but here I am. And I can’t-“ He interrupts you with a kiss, his hand again on your cheek.

You didn’t want to stop the kiss, but you couldn’t contain a smile that appeared on your face. “I’m sorry-“ “Oh, shut up.” He kisses you again and places his hand from your cheek to your belly. Again, the kiss is interrupted, but now by Loki.

“Can you imagine a little Y/N running around?” “Or maybe a little Loki.”

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