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Lost and Found || E.olsen x Daughter reader !

Summary

You are the lost daughter of Elizabeth Olsen, sadly you were taken away when you were born more so- like a kidnapping thing, but she never gave up hope on finding you, A mother daughter duo lost and found?

TW: abuse, mention of abuse, substance-abuse

(Mom) Elizabeth Olsen x (child) Reader

Mother/child relationship

2k words

Momma Lizzie x Daughter reader

(So sorry I wrote this ages ago and used she/her pronouns)

[Lizzies POV]

It's been 13 years time to this day since I've seen my daughter, Today was always a hard day for me, I was lucky to have the support of My family and friends, but most importantly my husband Robbie, even though I usually would just stay in bed All day with the lack of motivation to want to do anything but I had an interview today, so fake it till you make it right?

Anyway it was about 10am I was getting dressed, I wore a short black dress, and have my hair up in a high ponytail with the front hairs down and curled, this interview was just a Comicon, nothing too special about it. I’ve done conventions like these hundreds of times by now but I always enjoy the fans being able to put a smile onto someone else’s faces was the highlight of this job.

Making my way to the master bathroom I applied light natural make up just a soft smoky eye look pulling it together with mascara before getting the rest of my belongings together and heading for the door.

"Bye bye honey!" I thought it across the house unaware of what my husband was but he had to be somewhere

"Bye, be safe" I heard Robbie respond

With that I headed out into my car, and was off to meet up with my MCU family.

[Readers POV]

"Mom, Charlie and Atlas are here" I said coming down the stairs to the lower floor in my house.

Today I was going London comicon, I was super excited and it was a way to get out of the house, see my mother, I love her of course she's my mother but, doesn't mean she loves me back, well she says she only wants what's best for me, while her actions have always implied other wise

"Whatever be home by 7pm, You're watching your sibling, i'm going out" she slurred out at me harshly almost hissing, it was then I noticed that there was a bottle of whisky down from the cupboard.

As much as I hate to leave my little sibling alone, especially when my mom is drinking which is always, you never know what she's gonna do... but this was my one escape, my one chance to see something I enjoyed. With that I headed out the door, jumping in the vehicle with the rest of my friends, Charlie's mom had offered to drive us, so Charlie sat in the passenger seat while atlas sat back next with me

"Bye be safe have fun kiddos" Charlie’s mom said softly before leaving once's she had dropped it us off at the con, we had made it in time to go to the interview of the MCU cast, including Scarlett Johansson, Tom Holland, Chris Evans, Paul Bettany, and Elizabeth Olsen, that made me excited, Wanda Natasha were two of my comfort characters they both been through a lot I felt connected to them in emotional way I guess you could say? With that we headed into an interview and took our seats we came in early getting decently close up seats to the stage as we waited and messed around a little bit before the cast came out, they each had their own little introduction, watching Tom make sense a little spider hands as he ran on stage made the crowd die laughing. Lizzie and Scarlett came out in fighting poses together like the strong women they are, no joke I was star struck!

[Lizzies POV]

I felt my anxiety peak a little bit which was completely normal, I had social anxiety and a lot of people knew that about me luckily one of my closest friend Scarlet was there with me.

"Hey it'll be great, the Fans love you" Scar Said softly just to me.

"Mhm" I responded sheepishly A bit lost in my own train of thought

Scar used her index finger to lift my chin to look her in the eyes, she knew that today was hard for me, without saying a word it wasn’t needed, she pulled me into a hug, holding my like a child, It helped honestly it felt good to be held.

"Let's welcome to the stage....

Tom Holland

Chris Evans

Paul Bettany

Scarlett Johansson and Elizabeth Olsen"

With that we had walked onto the stage from the left, doing small intros Scarlett and I posing in a silly fighting pose before skipping off to our seats. I took a glance over the crowd, many fans of all ages, I was so excited to see people coming together over something they love and me being apart of it! But something then caught my eye, and group of young teens, more so the young one on the right, they looked like a spitting image of myself.

I never took my eyes off them, for the whole interview, I felt distracted something was off, maybe it was my imagination maybe it was the date but withlist we made eye contact a few times, I would give her a small smile, but it was then it clicked for me.

"Y/N" I said under my breath

Only scar heard, they leaned over before asking me what was going on bluntly confused on what I was on about.

"That's Y/N she's here, my daughter is here!" I said a bit louder, my voice laced with shock.

"Really?" Was the responses scar gave getting a nod from myself I could tell she was as shocked as I was she leaned into my side whispering a “are you sure” into my ear just for reassurance.

I wanted to talk to her, I mean she's my daughter, well she might not know it yet, but I was thinking if a plan the whole interview, a bit out of it but Scarlett had my back, and was there to cover up for me when I was lost in my train of thought.

After the interview, I jumped up from my seat, grabbing Scarletts arm and dragging her to the girl with me quickly as I came up with an idea, now if it’s a good one? We will find out.

"Hey, we would like to invite you three to come backstage and meet the cast for a bit" I said a bit out of the blue, hoping Scarlett would just agree and catch on to my idea.

I watched the group of young teens faces light up, getting fast nods from all of them.

“oh my gods yes! we are huge fans” the child i soon found out has the name Atlas squeaked out

"Let's go then" I said with a smile before leading the group to my fellow marvel cast. As we walked they all gave their names but when I heard “y/n” the name I gave my daughter come from the young girl I about passed out right then and there

We were backstage, when I was trying to think of a way to explain to this kid, that she might be my long lost daughter, and even thought this all might sound like a movie, it's our real life.

"Y/n, can I talk to you" I asked the younger look-a-like of myself

She nodded as we went over to a more privet corner of the room. I could tell she was confused or maybe even excited at this point her face was giving off so many different emotions

"Okay, so I'm gonna need you to hear me out of this...I have a daughter, that was taken from me 13 years ago today—

"Today is my 13th birthday!" Y/n cut off even though it was a sad topic for Lizzie and hearing it upset y/n she was still excited to have the same birthday as Elizabeth Olsen a daughter!

That statement made me believe that y/n was my child even more. I took a deep breath it felt as if the air was caught in my throat.

"Y/n, that's why I'm here, I think you are my lost daughter, I mean you look just like me, the dates and everything else add up....I'm your mother, I know my baby anywhere" I said nervously, rushing the words out just wanting the statement out in the open air, now wondering in worry how they would react.

"Wait lemme get this straight, i'm your Long lost daughter? and my batshit alcoholic ‘mother’ isn't mine?" Y/n clarified more so for themself a bit bluntly.

Receiving quite the nervous nod in return from myself. “You were taken from me in the hospital when you were born, they said I was crazy and I never had a child as they stripped you away. I was heartbroken all I’ve ever wanted was a child and to be blessed with one then losing it the same day was devastating. In time I never stopped looking for you I came across some paper work saying you were in the system after the people whom took you sold you off all before the age of six months and that’s when I lost all ties, everything was destroyed on the case.” I explained tears peeking outa my eyes while y/n has a tears running down her face and a confused express still plastered on her face.

After taking a deep breath I felt small arms wrap around me as y/n fell into my chest, she was extremely overwhelmed I felt sorry but I couldn’t lose her again so I thought on my feet…

"If it's that bad...you don't have to go back, you can come with me, and get to know each other? and I know this is kind of weird especially because you don't even know me and it might be a little scary your friend can come of course I don't want you to feel like you have to but I'd love to get to know my own child" I smiled at her, scared that I would lose my child that I'd just got back.

I was drag out of my anxiety when I felt y/n's arms wrap around my body, it was an instinct to embrace them back.

"Y-yes I would like to get to know my- mother?"

I smiled pulling away from her grasp, letting her take my hand like a young child, which to me they were, hand in hand we walked back over to their friends plus Scarlett, I let y/n explain what was going on, and to call Charlie's mom to let her know that Lizzie would bring them home at some point, while I told Scarlett everything.

"You all ready?"

AN- thanks for reading, more work will come soon but this was just a quick story to get out <33

-bye bye sugars

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olsenmyolsen · 1 year

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Sexting

Part 8 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

Word Count: ~3.2K

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TW: Abusive Relationship

Liz POV

"I never knew the Olsen twins had a sister."

Her words stun me making my body shut down. I comb over her face, and the look in her eyes hit me like a truck, and I slowly realize why she is here. She's hurt, found out the truth, and what's to know why. Y/N is looking right back at me. She says something to me, but it's muffled.

A "What?" Escapes my lips.

"I'd like to come in, Elizabeth," Y/N says, annoyed. Wait, Elizabeth? No, no, Y/N to you, I'm Liz. Your Liz! My mind is shouting for my mouth to move and say these things, but instead, I shuffle my body out of her way, allowing her to enter. I close and lock the door, my eyes never leaving her. I watch as she looks around, noticing new things she didn't see before. I watch as her head tilts. She spots Robbie's coat. She then turns her head to my closed bedroom door. Fuck. She knows.

She doesn't say anything but quickly moves her head and body around the apartment. I position myself in the area between the kitchen and living room. With her back turned to me, I go to speak, but she unknowingly cuts me off.

"I made it home safe, by the way. Mr. Bronson is great." The Y/N speaking isn't the same one as before. It's like every sentence is being spat at me. "Yeah, I'v-"

"Max was still there, so we decided to watch the first Captain America movie. Pretty good. I was pleasantly surprised." Y/N finally turns her head towards me. I'm caught off-guard, so I give a weak smile. Y/N doesn't react, instead turning her head away from me once more.

"We were going to move on to the next movie of the night, but Max wanted to know all about how last night and earlier today was with Liz," Her voice goes stern on my name. "I told her everything. And being like the good friend she is, she wanted to know more about you, like stalk your Instagram and stuff. So she asked for your name, and I told her your name. Elizabeth Chase." She adds in a few more 's' to draw it out.

Y/N finally turns all the way around to face me. "That's the name I told her because that's the name I was given." I know she doesn't know who Wanda Maximoff is, but she's embodying her right now. Or I guess me? Y/N stares at me as if she's waiting for me to speak, but I can't. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.

Y/N sees me struggle. "Since you're not on Instagram anymore, your lovely fans have taken it upon themselves to provide fan accounts which Max found. And then it all clicked for Max, and she said, "That's why she looked and sounded so familiar at the coffee shop!"

"Well,could you believe I had no idea what Max was talking about, so she showed me the article about us leaving the restaurant. I'm sure you know the one I'm talking about. The one that was causing your phone to blow up, if I had to guess."

"Y/N." I finally managed to toss it out. She's ignoring me, so I try again. "Y/N-"

"The one your "co-worker" Robbie kept messaging you about." She picks up his coat by the collar balling it in her hand. "Y/N, please." I look over Robbie's coat in her hand. My eyes scan up the sleeves. That's when I see red near the hem of the armpit—dried blood.

"Y/N, stop!" I yell, scaring myself. Y/N, taken aback, throws the coat on the couch before stepping further away from me. We catch a glimpse of each other, tears. Hurt. Y/N raises her finger at me. "You don't get to do that." She sounds like she is choking on her tears. "You don't get to yell at me like that."

She's right. Even though I didn't mean to. I have zero right to be acting this way to her. I take a step forward. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Y/N swallows and looks at me, thinking. "What else didn't you mean to do... Huh? Me?"

I shake my head at Y/N. "You know that's not true, Y/N." Y/N bites back. "Do I? Do I Elizabeth?" Okay, I deserve that. I take a couple more steps toward her. Surprisingly, she doesn't take another step back. "Y/N." I gently reach out to her. She reaches her hands out, gabbing my hands, stopping my movement. She rubs the back of my knuckles, making my stomach do flips. Y/N's soft hands let go leaving me disappointed.

"Were you planning on telling me who you actually are or?" I slowly nod my head. "I was." I think back to me putting on Martha Marcy May Marlene earlier this evening. Y/N looks into my eyes before shifting them around the room. "What is it, Y/N?" I want her to ask all the questions she has, no matter how much it'll kill me inside.

"How long?" Her question confuses me. "How long what Y/N?"

"How long have you been cheating on Robbie?" I feel the sweat of guilt wash over me. That's a sentence that I never thought would be spoken about me. About me! I can feel my heartbeat quicken. Y/N carefully watches how I react. "I nev- I never- umm."

Her eyes go wide as she mutters, "Oh, no." A wave of disappointment comes crashing onto her. I watch her face get paler. "It was me. You cheated on him wi-." Y/N takes a step back, covering her mouth. "With me... Oh my God."

The room goes quiet after the realization between us.

"No, no, shit.." Y/N breaths in preparing herself. After another beat of silence, Y/N finally looks to me. "Wh- What am I to you?" I watch her face begin to break. "Because after this morning, I sure as hell thought I was just more than someone you could fuck behind your fiancé's back!" She removes herself from in front of me. "That's not fair, Y/N." I turn to her.

"Fair! You wanna talk fair Olsen? Fair is being yourself. Fair is being honest. Fair is- fair-" Y/N starts crying and doesn't stop. Y/N drops down to the floor, pushing her knees into her chest just like the day I saw her at the park. I want nothing more than to run to her as she did for me. However, I know that will only end poorly.

I quietly make my way to her, knowing she'll feel my footsteps. Watching her break and hearing her muffled cries hurt. Looking over Y/N, I see red marks along her knees. I swallow down and crouch in front of her. "Y/N?" I scoot myself closer. "Y/N, is it okay if I put my arm around you?" Y/N shakes her head no, and on the inside, it destroys me. But I respect her. So instead, I sit near her patting the floor to let her know where I am.

After a couple of minutes that feel like an hour, Y/N lifts her head, wiping her tears away. She faces me. Her eyes captivate me. God, I want nothing more than to hold her face. I want to kiss her forehead and tell her to trust me. I want to squeeze her and tell her all the most beautiful things.

Y/N POV

Looking Liz in the eyes is something that comes so easy, but I have to stop doing it. Whenever I look into those magical eyes, I want nothing more than to be held by her. I want to see her smile and feel her lips on my face. I want to trust her.

I move my head down, opening my mouth to speak before stopping. I hear Liz breathing. I know she wants to help. So I try again. "W-Why?"

I hear Liz's lips part and gently whisper, "Why, what?"

Fuck, I know what I have to say, but I know when I do, I'm going to be transported back to a place I don't want to go. I tightly shut my eyes, hoping I'm still here when I open them. "Why, what, YN?" Liz asks again. I think she knows, but she wants me to say it. "Why did you cheat?"

I shoot my eyes open to Liz, except that's not who is sitting next to me anymore it's Naomi. And I'm not at Liz's anymore. I'm in Naomi's apartment, my old place.

"We're not seriously having this conversation again, are we?" Naomi gets up from the couch, frustrated. It's the third time I've tried asking her about it this week, but it seems like there is a different excuse every time. Plus, she doesn't care anymore anyways.

I found out almost a month ago, and after the first few days, she did nothing but apologize and tried to tell me that she was not that kind of person. But then she didn't stop seeing the other person. She kept staying out later and later and lying to me. I kept giving her my trust, but at a certain point, she just turned into a different person. Or maybe she was pretending to be someone else all along?

"We're having the conversation because you're not you, Naomi. It's like the person I knew for the last three years doesn't exist anymore."

"What do you want me to say? Do you want me to apologize again? Well, here I'm sorry, Y/N. Better?"

Naomi starts walking into our bedroom. Well, what it used to be. Now it's her room after kicking me into the guest bedroom. I get up to stop her. "Naomi, come on!" I reach my hand out to her knowing it might be a wrong move.

It was. The second my hand reaches her wrist, she turns around, grabbing my arm and shoving me into the wall. The impact of the wall left my side bruised for weeks. The surprise hit allows Naomi time to put her foot on mine, causing me to fall backward. She positions herself above my fragile body. "Don't touch me again!" Her words are like daggers.

"Naomi, please," I whimper out. The look on Naomi is nothing but hatred. I don't know if it's for herself or me. "Just tell me..."

"You just don't get it, Y/N. I'm tired. I got tired of coming home every single day and pretending to love you."

"That's it? Yo-You weren't sacred of our future or- or anything else? You just got tired!?"

"No matter what I say, you don't believe me. Just fucking accept it." Naomi turns away from me and walks into her room, locking the door. I laid on that floor a lot over the last month. Each time it was for something new. It was either Naomi throwing her favorite mug at me. Or being shoved into a wall, But most of the time, it was me being sorry for myself, crying late into the night.

I'm back in the blink of an eye, asking Liz the question. "Why did you cheat?" Liz puckers her mouth in thought. "Are you going to believe me?" Liz softly asks. It's like my brain forgot how to say yes. I want to! But Naomi is inside of my mind. I opened my mouth, not knowing what would come out, but before I could say anything, the bedroom door opens.

Liz POV

"Are you going to believe me?" I want to hear Y/N say yes so fucking bad, but I know this isn't easy. I betrayed her trust. But I didn't mean to, right? I was going to tell her who I am eventually. I watch Y/N open her mouth, but the bedroom door opens before she can get anything out.

I turn to see Robbie come out of the bedroom, and thank goodness he's wearing a shirt, a long-sleeve at that. The second Robbie spots Y/N and I on the floor, he becomes very concerned. "Lizzie, are you alri- Oh, I'm sorry. Is everything okay!?" I mouth Y/N's name at Robbie, but he doesn't see it.

Y/N POV

I knew he was fucking here! I watch the man in front of me walk towards Liz, and he's speaking to us, but I can't hear a thing. I slowly move my head towards Liz. "Shit, I shouldn't be here!" I get up to leave. "Y/N?" Robbie says to himself. "Y/N, wait!" Liz says, reaching out to me. Her hand brushes against mine but misses grabbing me. Oh God, the slightest touch sends lightning through my body.

"No!" I shout, getting closer and closer to the door. I hear Liz get up and come towards me. Thankfully I reach the door before she gets to me. I go to open it, but Liz doesn't stop me. Robbie does. "Y/N, please, wait." I turn myself towards his voice. I look to Liz right behind me, tears in her eyes. Standing where we left him, Robbie.

"Do you mind me asking what you're doing here?" I get angry not at the question but the tone. Robbie asked it in like he's trying to help me. Why the fuck would he want to do that? "I came over the second I discovered who Elizabeth is." Robbie looks at me and then at Liz, confused.

"Who Elizabeth is?" I nod at his question. "She told me her name was Elizabeth Chase, that she was a model, and even though she never said it, I assumed she was single. Stupidly." Liz takes her eyes away from me for the first time since Robbie spoke up. She knows how I'm feeling right now, and the guilt of it all is eating away at her. I can tell by how she can't stop fiddling with her hands. A part of me wants to reach out and comfort her, but I won't.

Robbie's face gets a bit disappointed. But he puts on a brave face. "Lizzie told me about you. Well, not everything, and only after I surprised her here because I saw all the pictures and everything else." Liz turns herself to Robbie. "Robbie." Liz says in a 'stop this' kind of way. I look to Liz's back and then to Robbie.

A weird feeling begins to grow in my stomach, and I don't like where this conversation is headed. "Robbie, have you ever laid your hands on Elizabeth?" Liz and Robbie look at me, shocked. "Y/N!" Liz looks at me with her mouth dropped. That gives me my answer, but I need to hear it. I glare at Robbie. "No. God no, I would never do such a thing." I nod. That's good. That's great!

"Y/N-" "Robbie, why are you here?" I ask, stopping Liz. Robbie takes a second to gather his words. "Well, I waited in London after Liz left me. But a couple of days later, I saw the articles, and I needed to know what was happening between us and with you." Robbie sighs as Liz keeps darting her green orbs between the two of us. Y/N listen-"

"Do you still love her?"

Liz POV

Robbie seems shocked by the question but still answers. "I do." Robbie looks at me. "I do." I feel a small smile forming on my face, but I quickly dismiss it, knowing Y/N is watching us. I know he loves me, and I love him. After our conversation earlier, Robbie and I came to an understanding. We will always be friends and have this connection, but the real love is gone.

"Liz?" I quickly shoot my head towards my Coffee Girl. She called me Liz again! "Yes?" "Do you still love Robbie?" Y/N eyes, like all night, are filling up with water again. I can't lie to her right now. "Y/N, I-"

"Yes or no, Liz."

I take a breath and make sure she is looking at me. I soften my eyes and try to express to her my true meaning behind this.

"Yes."

At that moment, you could hear a pin drop in San Francisco. Y/N swallows and looks at both of us before shifting herself towards Robbie. "Robbie, I truly didn't know Liz was with someone when I met her. I'm sorry for any pain I may have helped cause. You deserve better and more." Y/N points her eyes for a split second when she says, 'better.' While she is in no way wrong, it stings. "You seem like a good person, and I wish you the best."

I watch Robbie process what Y/N has said. "Thank you, Y/N." She nods, turning her attention to me.

"Liz." She stops, trying to find the right words to say. "I want to say that I don't regret the words I've said and the feelings I felt, but that would be a lie because I said them to someone else. I said them to Elizabeth Chase, not Olsen. To the person that is standing in front of me. You are breathtaking, your eyes capture me, and you could be more than what you are right now. There are things I feel like I should say, but I won't. I need you to figure out what you want and need first."

Y/N takes a deep breath in. I can hear the tears in her throat. "Until that moment, I don't want to hear from you."

I find myself terrified at what she is saying. "Y/N no-"

"No text, calls, emails, sexting, nothing. If you decide to stay together, that's great, but don't contact me. I will not be that person that splits people up. I will not contribute to someone else's mistakes and guilt. Liz, you're not her, but I will not be here for someone who reminds me of her. I'm sorry to both of you."

Y/N gives me one last smile. Her first one of the night. "Liz I-." She shakes her head and opens the door. Before she can step out, I run up to her and hug her from behind. I feel the back of her head on my face. I can feel her hair getting wet from the tear streaming down my face. "Y/N, please don't do this. I'm sorry. I'm sorry! Please don't."

Y/N doesn't respond, but I hear her cries. She grips my hands and peels them off of her waist. "Y/N, please," I beg as she breaks free, walking away from me. I go to run after her, but Robbie comes and grabs me. "Lizzie, stop! Lizzie, you can't." He wraps his arm around my waist. "Y/N!" I shout just as she steps onto the elevator, her eyes looking up to mine.

And then she's gone.

Pt. 9

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