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agent-whiskeys-sweetheart · 1 year

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January Wedding

Pairing: Wife!Natasha Romanoff x F!Reader

Summary: After years of heartache and pain to get to your special day, you and Natasha finally get your happy ending.

Warnings: Just lots of tear inducing fluff.

A/N: Did I cry writing this? YEAH MAYBE WHAT ABOUT IT!

I don’t feel weak but I do Need sometimes for her to protect me And reconnect me To the beauty that I’m missin’ And in January we’re gettin’ married

The wind is harsh, whipping through your hair and stinging your face. The weatherman had predicted a much warmer day but this morning, nothing would get you down. You simply added another layer to your outfit as you walked up the steps to the chapel. You and your wife-to-be had split up this morning, not wanting to risk any bad luck before your big day, so you entered the large foyer by yourself.

Just around the corner was the room where you had placed your dress and all of your amenities for getting ready the day before. As soon as you stepped into the room your eyes found the long white dress which was hanging up near the vanity. It was perfect, having spoken to you the moment you put it on. You couldn’t wait for Natasha to see it. You just knew that her jaw was going to drop when she took in the sight of you in that beautiful dress. You were also incredibly excited to see what she had picked out as well.

There had been so many things that led you to this moment. A lot of the events that carried you to your wedding day were hard. Heart breaking even. Natasha had gone through a lot and so had you. That’s why you liked to think that this was your reward for sticking by one another’s sides through everything, good and bad.

You had made your way to the venue an hour early to give yourself time to shake off your nerves. Sitting down in front of the vanity you rubbed a hand over your mouth, taking in the sight of your own face. The time seemed to fly past as it wasn’t long before your mother was knocking on the door. Turning in your chair, you gave her a smile.

“Hi baby!” She said cheerfully, letting herself in and making her way over to you to hug your neck. “How long have you been here alone?”

“Don’t worry, I haven’t been here for very long.” You lie.

“Okay, good. Well, mommy is here now! Let’s start getting you ready. Your sister and your friends should be here soon so nothing’s stopping us from going ahead with things.” You nod, positioning yourself in your chair so that she can start on your hair.

Soon the door was opening and closing again and again as people joined the party. Your sister and four of your friends filed into the room as you struggled to turn around and greet them with your mom’s hands in your hair. Each time you tried to face them she would straighten your head out so she could do what she needed to do, making you chuckle. All of the new people in the room put their things down before crowding around the mirror to get a look at you.

“You’re going to look beautiful.” Your sister gives you a proud smile.

“Are you saying I look ugly now?”

“What? No!” She protests but you cut her off with a rich laugh.

“I’m just teasing you!” You tell her, nudging her with an arm. She returns the gesture and your mom gives her an annoyed look as she jostles you around, quickly stopping her movements.

“I wonder what Natasha looks like!” One of your friends chimes in.

“I know! God, I’m so nervous. I know she’s going to look beautiful!” You say, feeling your breathing becoming heavier.

“If you know she’s going to look beautiful, why are you nervous?”

“I’m scared I’m gonna start blubbering like a little baby.” You laugh. This causes everyone in the room to giggle as well, all putting soft hands on you to calm your nerves. You’re so grateful for all of them. You couldn’t imagine this day without them there.

Soon your mother is finished with your hair and they all begin working on different parts of your makeup. One girl does your foundation and contour, the next does your eye shadow and liner, the next does your lips and blush. Finally they bring you your dress, all hands on deck for helping you into the thing. It’s a little tricky to slide into but the moment it’s on and you get to see the whole beautiful picture, your chest starts to tighten. This is all just a glorious reminder that it is the happiest day of your life. You’re finally marrying your precious Natasha. No one knew her like you did. She needed you as much as you needed her. You truly were one another’s other half.

When you glanced up at the clock, you knew it was time. You were swimming in a sea of your own emotions as you tried to calm yourself, realizing that you were in the final stretch. All that waiting and hurt. Now you were finally here. Everyone except your mother said goodbye and left the room, leaving the two of you alone.

“You look absolutely stunning. And Natasha will too. My beautiful girls. It’s all going to be okay. You two were made for each other. Now all that’s left is to walk down that aisle and make it official.” You nod, fighting back the tears. You give your mom a big old bear hug. The moment you pull away she walks you down the hall to where your father is standing outside the main doors that lead into the chapel. As he takes in the sight of you he lets out a shaky breath.

“You look lovely sweetheart. Are you ready?” As you take his arm you look between both of your parents, smiling widely.

“For this? I was born ready.” You say. As she finally gets the cue from you your mom sneaks away to a side door where she finally takes her seat. Natasha is already standing on the altar, clenching and unclenching her fists. It was almost time. Soon you’d be walking through those double doors in all of your splendor and glory. You’d be gliding your way down that aisle and when you two finally met again, you’d be getting married. God, she was terrified. Yet she had never been so ready for anything in all of her life. You were her rock. Her guiding light. She needed you so much more than words could possibly express. She was so ready to make you her wife.

The music began abruptly, prompting everyone to stand and face the double doors. As they opened that’s when the two of you saw each other. Your eyes locked as soon as you stepped into the room and they didn’t leave one another for a second. It’s like everyone else in the room disappeared, leaving you in a world where it was only you two forever. Your father had a hand on your arm as he walked you down the aisle. Happy faces abounded as you felt the eyes of all your friends and family following you up to the altar. Natasha was wearing a floor length dress that hugged her curves beautifully. There were pearls and beads and lace lining the edges of the dress that created an elegant pattern which was very fitting. When you really started to take her in your prediction came true and you began to cry. Seeing this she couldn’t help but laugh which made you laugh as well, trying to rub away some of your excess tears before you got to the altar.

Once you were there you leaned over and gave your father a kiss on the cheek before turning back to your stunning Natasha. She outstretched her hands and you gladly took them in your own, your tears having subsided now. All you could feel were her warm battle scarred hands resting in yours. The preacher began to speak, saying all the right words and carrying out the ceremony effortlessly. You repeated the things that you needed to repeat and listened when Natasha spoke in turn. Her voice was like a song to you.

In the middle of the ceremony it was time to say your vows. She didn’t need a slip of paper or a notebook, neither did you. You both knew exactly what you wanted to say to the other. First was Natasha.

“My Y/N. This day has been a long time coming. I have waited impatiently for years now for the right time, the right day, the right gap in our hectic lives. That day is finally here and it’s even more beautiful than I imagined. I knew when I saw you walk through those doors that I would fall in love with you all over again and I was right. If it weren’t for you I might not be alive today. You have saved me again and again. You save me every day when you wake me up with a kiss, you save me with your sweet words and your heart, you save me by being you. Thank you for trusting me, for giving me your love, and for receiving all the love I have to give. It’s been a long journey to get to this point and even now we’re just getting started. We’ve got the rest of our lives to love and live and grow together. And I can’t wait.”

As soon as she finishes you lean in and kiss her tenderly. Everyone lets out light hearted chuckles and small encouragements as the preacher prompts you to pull away. “It’s not time for that just yet.”

“Sorry. Couldn’t help myself.” You say with a smile. Now it was your turn. “My darling. My light. My love. My sun, my moon, and my stars. My Natasha. Life has taken us both on very different paths. Yet despite the fact that we come from different places, we found each other. We saw one another’s flaws and strengths and differences and we decided that we wanted each other no matter what. That is the spirit that I am here in today. In the spirit of differences. We will never be the same and thank god we’re not. Because I get to see so many beautiful sides of you that I fall in love with time and time again. You light a fire in me every day and you make me want to be a better person. I see you save the world every day and it reminds me that you are my hero. Not because you save lives for a living but because of your inner strength and beauty. You inspire me with every breath you take and I am so excited for a lifetime of being inspired by you.”

The crowd coos as the two of you stare longingly into each other’s eyes. The preacher continues with the ceremony, finishing things up as the two of you continue to hold onto the other’s hands. “Y/N L/N, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“I do.” The words sound delicious in your mouth.

“Natasha Romanoff, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” She rubs a thumb over the back of your hand.

“I do.” The preacher exchanges a smile between you both.

“You may now kiss the bride.” He jokes and you both hold onto each other’s faces as you press your lips together, kissing one another deeply and fully. As you do the people in the chapel all stand and clap, cheering loudly. You can’t help but smile against her lips.

Once you both pulled away you felt like brand new people. The world seemed to be just a bit brighter and more beautiful. The two of you walked down the aisle hand in hand as the people around you continued to clap. Once you were out in the hallway you pulled her body against yours, kissing her tenderly again. She held you firmly as you both molded to one another. “Why thank you Mrs. Romanoff.”

“No thank you Mrs. Romanoff.” You reply, loving the way your new name sounds in her mouth. The two of you had decided a long time ago that you would take her last name and you were so glad that you had when the words came out of her mouth.

“I love you so much my love.” She caressed a hand down your cheek.

“I love you too baby.” You replied, closing your eyes as she touched you gently. It was all you could do not to cry at the feel of her. This was the beginning of your forever and you couldn’t wait to enjoy every second of married life with your gorgeous new wife.

You both moved for the doors, heading outside to the car so you could drive to the reception venue. The ride was short and you both clung onto each other the whole way there. Everyone else started to file in shortly after the two of you as you both sat at the head table. You smiled and greeted all of your guests as they shuffled inside and found their seats which were positioned around the dance floor.

Everything at the reception went wonderfully. It began with a slow dance between you and your wife. The music had come on over the speakers as the two of you moved for the dance floor. The lights were already dimmed as you held each other close, spinning around the floor effortlessly. The feel of her body against your own warmed your entire being as you slid your hand across her waist while you danced. When the song ended the two of you stayed locked there for a while, foreheads pressed against each other’s while the guests clapped.

After that everything erupted into magnificent chaos. The DJ started up the party track and guests began making their way for the dance floor. Soon enough there was practically no one still sitting, including you and Natasha. You mingled around the floor as you greeted your friends and family. You watched with a laugh as your side of the guests became awestruck at the sight of the Avengers on the dance floor with them. Practically everyone came up to the two of you to offer their congratulations and you both received them with grace and a smile. All the while you two never left each other’s side.

As the night finally began to wind down you and Natasha readied yourselves to head off for the honeymoon. Thanks to Director Fury, her boss, you had been given a free trip to Rome. While Natasha’s job was dangerous, it sometimes had its perks. The guests all formed a line down the sidewalk to watch the two of you depart, waving and saying their goodbyes plus their final congratulations until you were both loaded up into the car and driving for the airport.

“I can’t wait to take you away from all this craziness. To be alone with you. To get a chance to travel for something other than work.” She says the last line jokingly. “But mostly I’m looking forward to sharing a bed with my new wife.” You blushed as she said this, conjuring images in your mind of the steamy nights to come.

“I can’t wait either, my darling wife.” You pulled her in for another tender kiss before snuggling into her side, watching the world whiz by as you settled into the idea of your new life with Natasha.

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marvelfilth · 8 months

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Professional help (18+)

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x f!reader, Wanda Maximoff x f!reader, brief mention of Peter Quill x f!reader

Warnings: AU, gynecologist!Natasha, assistant!Wanda, smut, oral, fingering, cheating, Peter being an asshole

Summary: your boyfriend makes you see a doctor to get yourself "fixed", luckily Natasha and Wanda know exactly what to do

A/n: I'm not a doctor, so bear with me pls

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You sit in the waiting room, anxiously waiting for your name to be called. Your leg bounces rapidly against the marble tiles of the clinic, drawing the attention of other patients. You cross your legs, sanding a sheepish smile to an old lady who's been eyeing you for the last few minutes, wishing your boyfriend just stayed with you like he promised he would.

He's the one who made the appointment after all.

You sigh for a hundredths time and check your watch, debating on leaving. Peter will be disappointed, sure, perhaps even mad, but you still can't stomach the idea of admitting something so embarrassing to a stranger.

You've been dating for almost six months now, and after a lot of persuasion on his part, you've finally allowed him to take your virginity. Your jaw clenches when you remember the night. It was very romantic, sure, the wine was expensive and as old as your grandma, the food was delicious and his jokes were perfectly timed, but when it came down to it, you were both left disappointed.

Peter is attractive, sexy, and you know any girl would kill to be in your place, but when he took off his clothes and climbed on top of your naked body you couldn't feel a thing. You went to sleep unsatisfied. He went to sleep with a bruised ego and a promise of getting you right the next time.

And now you're here, ready to see a gynecologist, because there has to be something wrong with your body, there's no other explanation.

"Y/n Y/l/n?" A voice pulls you out of your head.

You look up to see a young woman, smiling down at you politely, her green eyes sparkling in the blinding lighting of the hospital.

"Yes?" You speak up hesitantly, torn between following the woman and trying to make it for the door.

Her smile turns genuine. "Follow me."

You walk behind the woman, your eyes pinned to the intricate braid, strands of brown hair clinging to her neck. You swallow, looking away. It's definitely not the time to stare at a pretty woman. She leads you to the last door down the hall, opening it and following behind you once you step in.

"Take a seat." She gestures at the chair in front of the doctors desk. You swallow nervously when you notice a gynecological chair behind a folding screen.

The woman squeezes your shoulder

"Don't be nervous. Dr. Romanoff will take good care of you," she says with conviction. For some reason it helps you relax, your shoulders dropping. "My name's Wanda," she says, "I'm Dr. Romanoff's assistant. I'll be here the whole time."

You gulp. "Like… the whole time?"

She smiles, mirth flickers in her eyes.

"Yes, the whole time." Another voice enters the conversation and you crane your neck to see the woman striding into the room to take place in the white leather chair behind the desk. "Is there a problem with that?"

She eyes you intently. You feel like it doesn't matter what your answer will be, Wanda will stay either way. And now, looking at the stern looking woman you feel like you'll need Wanda's soft reassurance. Maybe that's why she's here in the first place.

You shake your head at last, not trusting your voice not to waver.

"Good. Now tell me what's bothering you." The redhead flickers through your medical file, barely sparing you a glance.

You look at Wanda for help and she sends you an encouraging smile, her hand sliding lower down your arm. "Um…" you start, not sure how to broach the subject. "Well, you see, me and my boyfriend, we-" you swallow nervously, and Wanda takes hold of your hand, squeezing your fingers reassuringly. "We've been intimate… a few times. But it seems there's something wrong. With me, I mean." You cringe, biting your lip.

You can feel their gazes on you.

Dr. Romanoff's eyes narrow dangerously and you feel like getting up and running away.

"What do you mean by that, sweetheart?" Wanda asks, her breath fanning your ear.

You gather your courage and meet her eyes. "I can't- I can't finish." Now that you've started, the words come out easily. "I mean, it doesn't bother me, not really, but my boyfriend-"

"It doesn't bother you?" Dr. Romanoff cuts you off. You feel small under her eyes, ready to fold in on yourself.

"N-no?"

She sighs heavily and closes her eyes for a moment. You feel like a child about to get scolded.

"So you're here because your boyfriend can't make you come." The words leave her mouth the second her eyes open.

You flinch, scooting deeper into your seat. Wanda wraps her other arm around your shoulder, softly nudging you to continue.

"He- he told me he's never had that problem before, and I… well, when I tried it myself, you know…" You look at Wanda and she nods in understanding. "It didn't work either, so he must be right. Can you help me?" Your cheeks are crimson red by now, you can feel how hot your face is.

Dr. Romanoff stands up abruptly, making you flinch. She walks behind the folding screen and you can hear her fiddling with something. Wanda squeezes your shoulders reassuringly and tells you to follow her. You do so without a second thought.

"Take off your clothes," Dr. Romanoff says, settling on a rolling stool.

You gulp, folding your arms in front of your chest. "A- all of them?"

Dr. Romanoff looks like she wants to roll her eyes before stopping herself and looking at Wanda, her brow quirking. You can feel Wanda inhale sharply behind you.

"Yes, sweetheart, all of them." Her tone's urgent. "You need a thorough examination."

Dr. Romanoff smirks at that, shaking her head almost unnoticeably.

"You heard her." She nods at you.

You look around for a spot to undress, but figure it doesn't matter if they'll see you naked anyway, so you hesitantly start to undress under their scrutinizing eyes.

"Let me help." Wanda's fingers skimp over your skin as she helps you take off your bra, your nipples hardening from the cold. Dr. Romanoff's eyes dart to your pebbled skin, her lips parting slightly.

And then Wanda cups your breasts from behind you, whispering, "I'll start right now, okay?"

You can only manage a small nod.

Dr. Romanoff must've noticed the state you're in, because suddenly she's kneeling in front of you, tugging down your pants along with your underwear, humming at the sight of a string of your slick connecting to your panties.

You close your eyes in embarrassment.

She cups your face. "No need for that, angel. You're doing good."

You shudder at the tone of her voice, slurty and breathy. Having no idea on why your body is reacting this way, you lean back against Wanda, granting her more acces. She massages your breasts, kneading and tugging until you're left breathless.

Then, as quickly as she came, she pulls away and nudges you into the other woman's arms. Dr. Romanoff leads you to sit on the chair and you swallow your embarrassment when she spreads your legs and puts them on the knee rest, sliding between your legs on her rolling chair.

You look away, wincing.

"It's okay, sweetheart," Wanda whispers from your side, taking hold of your hand, "Natasha is best at what she's doing."

You breathe out.

You think her name fits her very well.

"How long does it usually take?" You ask, not daring to look away from Wanda.

Faint scraping noises sound around the room as Natasha writes something down in your chart, humming in thought. She hasn't touched you, not yet.

"Not long, usually, but you're here for a special reason, aren't you? So it's going to take a bit longer," Wanda says quietly.

You nod in understanding, finally looking down to meet Natasha's eyes. She's holding a speculum. You shudder, backing away. Wanda pins you in place with a strong grip on your shoulders.

"Please, don't. Can you use something else?" You ask. Biting down on your lip, you look at the redhead pleadingly. The last time a doctor used that thing on you, you were hurting for days.

"I don't think there's anything else I can use. I promise I'll be gentle," she tries to reassure you, but you shake your head no, gripping Wanda's hand fighter.

"Please, just use something else. There should be something else, right?" You plead.

Natasha's eyes flicker to Wanda, a silent question swimming in the emerald pools. After a tense moment she gives the younger woman a brief nod. She slides away and Wanda leaves your side, taking Natasha's place between your legs.

Dr. Romanoff takes hold of your face, gaining your attention. "My assistant needs some hands-on practice and this is a perfect occasion, since you're adamant about the speculum. You don't mind her using her fingers, do you?" She rubs your chin gently, coaxing you to agree.

You wet your lips, feeling your pussy clench in anticipation. Natasha's eyes follow your tongue, her pupils dilating. You nod your consent and Wanda wastes no time in spreading your folds open and teasing your entrance. Your hips jolt violently.

"Try to keep still, sweetheart, or we'll have to restrain you." Wanda fingers glide around your folds, barely grazing your clit and you're already drenched and gasping for air. "You're doing good so far, angel, keep it up." Wanda smiles softly, gently easing one of her fingers inside.

You bite back a moan, gripping the cushion below you with all of your strength. Natasha keeps taking notes, occasionally glancing down at your pussy and exchanging quiet words with Wanda.

Wanda's finger pumps into you at a gentle pace, hitting a soft spot deep inside of you.

You didn't even know you could feel that good.

When her finger curls you let out a loud moan. Your hand flies down to take hold of Wanda's, but it's intercepted by Natasha's, who pins you back down with surprising strength.

"You're not allowed to move, remember?" She scolds. You nod dumbly and relax in her hold. She nods in satisfaction and looks at Wanda. "One more."

Wanda obeys and slides two fingers in the next thrust, pushing down on your hips with her other hand. You try not to squirm, but your legs still shake from the way her fingers curl inside you. Your eyes begin to water as your stomach tightens, you feel like you're about to explode.

"How does that feel?" Natasha's whispers against the shell of your ear, her hair tickling your neck.

"G-good, so good," you whine, desperately clutching the chair.

"Mhm," she hums, putting her hands on either side of your breasts, rubbing the skin in soft circles. "You're taking Wanda so well, kotenok. Make me proud and hold it for me, okay?" She asks as her hands cup your breasts, pressing down on your nipples.

You don't have to ask to know what it means, you just shake your head desperately, not daring to touch her. Tears gather in the corners of your eyes, making your vision blur.

"Please, Natasha, pl- ah!" You cry out when Wanda adds another finger, stretching you out deliciously. She thrusts into you hard and fast, making your body move up on the chair. "I can't-" you bite down on your lip, pleading Natasha with your eyes. "Please, let me come."

The doctor chuckles with mirth, rolling your nipples between her defty fingers. "Stop."

Wanda pulls away immediately, making you whimper. You want to cry out, you want to tug her back, but you do none of these things, obediently laying back and waiting for Natasha's instructions.

You pussy clenches around nothing while Natasha takes her time stepping around you and taking Wanda's place, the younger woman coming to stand near your head, wiping her fingers.

"Natasha's gonna take a good look at your pussy, sweet girl, just don't move."

Dr. Romanoff's fingers slide in without any struggle, immediately making you whine and buckle your hips in her hold. She spreads her fingers inside you, opening you up even more and you feel like you're about to burst from the stretch. You moan loudly when she adds a third finger.

"Keep quiet," she says, pinching your inner thigh.

You swallow back moans as she starts circling your clit with her thumb, the added pressure sending shivers down your spine.

"Such a perfect body," Wanda murmurs, trailing her fingers down the length of your torso. "You deserve to be worshiped." She leans down and licks a long stripe from your ribs to the underside of your breast, sucking the tender skin there.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your fingers burying in her brown locks. She hums softly as her arm slides along your waist, holding you tight.

Natasha doesn't waste another second waiting and sets a rough pace, thrusting her finger deep and spreading them with each thrust. "Look at you, malyshka, your greedy pussy is swallowing my fingers," she smirks, bending down to kiss your inner thigh.

"Natasha!" You cry out loudly, your back arching. Lips wrap around your nipple, sucking gently, and you choke on your moan, your pussy clenching around Natasha's slender fingers.

"You're doing good, baby, so good," Wanda mumbles around the pebbled skin, "You deserve to be filled to the brim. Fuck, you'd look so pretty with both of us deep inside you, sweetheart."

Your hips buckle to meet Natasha's thrusts and this time she doesn't stop you. She curls her fingers, hitting a spot you didn't even know existed and you come, your orgasm hitting you hard as spots of white cloud your vision.

Natasha's fingers don't stop moving inside you, if anything she thrusts faster, rougher, your sensitive clit pulsing rapidly.

"We're not done until I say we're done, got it?" She leans down to wrap her lips around your bundle of nerves and sucks, fingers moving inside you with a violent pace.

Wanda releases your nipple with a wet pop and focuses her attention on your neck, teeth leaving purplish marks on the tender skin. You cry out, another orgasm fast approaching and Wanda pulls you into a bruising kiss, your moans disappearing between her full lips as Natasha licks long stripes up your slit.

"You're doing so good, baby. Fuck I want to make a mess of your pretty face, sweetheart," Wanda whines and takes hold of your hand, pushing it past the waistband of her scrubs. You follow her lead and soon your fingers disappear in her wet heat. She gasps and bends to rest her weight on you as you quickly pump your fingers inside her.

Natasha pulls away to admire the scene in front of her, fingers lazily circling your clit before she plunges four of her fingers back inside, stretching you to the brim. Your back arches as you moan loudly, clenching around slender fingers. Wanda comes with you, burrowing her face into your neck as you both come down your high, gasping for air.

Dr. Romanoff presses a kiss to your thigh before gently prying strands of hair away from your face. "We'll have to schedule a follow up appointment, kitten."

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fandomnerd9602 · 5 days

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“I just miss our detka so much” Wanda gently cried.

Natasha gently caressed her best friend and second part of her throuple.

“I know. Missions are always the most difficult thing for all of us” Natasha gave her a kiss to the forehead. “Want to want some sitcoms and eat ice cream?”

“Yes please” Wanda answered back.

You were supposed to be back by now. But there’s no real way to contact you when you’re off on a special ops mission with Steve and Sam. It was a torturous couple of weeks.

And yet here it was, you were supposed to be back and there was no word.

Wanda found herself curled into Natasha’s side, just enjoying the feeling of being with one of her detkas. Natasha gently ran her fingers thru Wanda’s hair, “I know malyshka. I know”

And then came the sound of the front door unlocking. You came thru a second later with some flowers in one hand a box of pizza in the other.

“Hey my loves,” you gave a little smile, “I’m home”

“Detka!” Wanda exclaimed, jumping from the sofa and jumping into your arms. She wrapped her arms around your neck and her legs around your waist. Wanda was lost in the moment, kissing your repeatedly without ceasing or needing oxygen.

Natasha giggled and took the pizza from your hand, she wrapped you and Wanda in a bear hug. “Welcome home malyshka”

You gave Natasha a little kiss and Wanda one too. “There’s nowhere I’d rather be”

The rest of the evening was a three way cuddle session on your couch as you, the little witch and your favorite assassin all watching an episode of the Dick Van Dyke show.

Perfect kind of evening.

For @aloneodi

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lives-in-midgard · 6 months

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auroraromaximoff · 4 months

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(Nat trying to practice flirting)

Nat: I made tea

Y/n: No thanks, I don’t want tea

Nat: The tea isn’t for you, it’s mine

Y/n: Then why mention it?

Nat: *shrugs* Conversation starter?

Y/n: *laughs* That’s a terrible conversation starter

Nat: Oh is it? We’re conversing aren’t we? Checkmate

Y/n: You’re lucky you’re cute

Nat: You think I’m cute? *malfunctions*

#marvel mcu #incorrect marvel quotes #incorrect avengers #incorrect mcu quotes #black widow #natahsa romanoff #black widow incorrect quotes #natasha x y/n #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha x reader #natalia alianovna romanova #scarlet johansson #scarlett johansson x you #scarlett johansson imagine #incorrect natasha romanoff

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⚠️ Scarlett's fandom, we got a job to do! ⚠️

I think everyone's aware of Michael Joseph Branham, the guy who's been stalking Scarlett since 2022. He knows where she lives, and sent multiple items to her house, babies toys, letters, and claims to be Cosmo's (her son) father.

Her publicist Marcel and her team are asking for our help! To send them the most information possible. Print screens, accounts, anything useful to help the police and the Law Enforcement to catch this guy.

ANY INFORMATION you have, send to @/whatsupscarlett on X (twitter), who is in direct contact with her team.

post explaining more

We can also help by reporting all of his accounts on every social media (his username is basically his full name) like Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, etc.

He also tries to get in touch with Scarlett by sending dms to fanpages, thinking it's her — so also be mindful of posting about Scarlett's next events locations.

Let's do everything in our power to protect our Scarlett and put this motherfucker behind bars!!

@scarjosii22

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wandas6-gf · 2 years

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Y/N, under their breath: Future girlfriend say what.

Wanda and Natasha: What.

Y/N: *chokes*

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 6 months

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Could you possibly do these prompts for Natasha ?

23, "Like my name that much, do you..? Moan it then... Moan my name, [insert pet-name]...

27, "Darling... you sound sinfully delicious...

33, "Don't do that... Let me see you."

~🌴 a writer you talk to :)

Hey hey hey 🌴 anon!! Thank you for the request <3 I can absolutely do this. Thank you for your patience! Enjoy 💞💞

Caught and Captured ~Agent Natasha Romanoff xFem Agent!Reader

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

#23. "Like my name that much, do you..? Moan it then... Moan my name, [insert pet-name]..."

#27. "Darling... you sound sinfully delicious..."

#33. "Don't do that... Let me see you."

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, smut, self-pleasure, implied voyeurism kink, eating out, kissing, teasing, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

The tension on the Quinjet was palpable. One could cut it with a knife…

You, Agent Romanoff, and two other agents were flying back to the Avengers compound from a heated mission. As soon as you landed, Romanoff was nowhere to be seen. You scoffed at the redheads behavior.

“What’s up?” One of your fellow agents asked you.

“Hmm nothing just Romanoff…” you huffed.

You were all handed the paperwork for the mission, meaning your day would be filled to the brim by boring bureaucracy. You grumbled to the other agents along the way about Agent Romanoff and how frustrating you found her.

She had led the mission, and she didn’t ever give you a chance. She didn’t seem to trust you. You were always the one left at the jet, or stuck on surveillance. It boiled your blood. She didn’t respect you.

By the end of the day, you had finally finished the days paperwork. You were tired, and you needed a shower. You made it to your personal room, dropping your things. You didn't even make it to the bathroom, flopping down on your bed, your hand immediately wandering down beneath your uniform pants.

You sighed out in content as your fingers circled around your clit. Quickly, you brought yourself to the edge, more and more not keeping your volume in check. And your mind could not help but revolve around a certain redhead...

As you were so close to cumming, you heard a creak at the door. Your hand jolted out from your pants, and your eyes shot open. Your wide eyes met Natasha leaning against the doorway.

"Darling... you sound sinfully delicious..." Romanoff purred with a wicked grin on her face.

You began panicking, your mind spiraling. Your mouth went completely dry, you were frozen. But Natasha wasn't. She closed your door, making sure to lock it and came over to you. She straddled your lap with ease, making you extremely flustered.

"You were thinking about me, weren't you...?" the redhead cockily taunted.

You gulped and blushed. Hard. You nodded slowly.

"No..." she growled, "Say it."

"I was... thinking of you, Natasha..." you whimpered.

Your words made the woman smirk in wicked delight. She then began grinding done in your lap, making you whimper out even more. Her lips then found yours, and that's when you knew that this woman owned your ass. The kiss got passionate quickly, and pretty soon, the two of you were throwing your clothes off and aside.

Once fully on display, you instinctually tried to cover yourself.

"Don't do that... Let me see you." Natasha cooed, swatting your hands away.

The redhead then situated herself in between your legs. And her hot mouth almost immediately found home in your core. You whimpered and moaned out in desperate pleasure.

"More please more...!!" you moaned.

"Like my name that much, do you..? Moan it then... Moan my name, Detka..." Natasha taunted.

"Please Natasha Please Please!!" You moaned loudly.

"Sound so pretty, Detka..." the redhead wickedly cooed, "Let's see what other pretty sounds I can pull from you..."

The woman then slipped two of her fingers into your aching heat.

God she was going to be your downfall...

~~~

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writershapeholeonthedoor · 6 months

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Marry you (part 2)

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your girlfriend proposed, your friends are happy for you, and still have to work.

Disclaimer: English is not my first language. Also, it was a suggestion from one of you, so enjoy!

READ PART ONE HERE | READ PART THREE | MASTERLIST

There was no reason for you to be doing that, you knew it, but you couldn’t help but duck behind a pillar when you noticed the crowd that was gathering behind the stage for the next panel. Most of the people there were working to make sure everything was working or helping the celebrities to get where they needed to be in time, and you felt ridiculous to be hiding from there, although you needed a few extra minutes to take a deep breath before going on stage. It was early in the morning, way earlier than you ever wanted to be awake and out of bed, but it would be a very busy day for everyone.

You would be attending the panel for the new Black Widow movie, which your character would be a part of, but you knew some of your castmates would be participating in other panels and interviews, many of which would happen at the same time in different locations inside the gigantic space where the convention was happening. One of those other panels, speaking of, was one that your girlfriend, Elizabeth Olsen, was going to attend.

No, scratch that.

Your fiancée.

Oh, God, Elizabeth was your fiancée now.

It had happened just last night and you couldn’t believe it yet. You did expect to wake up that morning and realize it had been a dream, but no. The ring on your finger made it all very real.

And what a fucking beautiful ring. It wasn’t too big or ostentatious, but it also held small engravings on the gold band and a round diamond on top. You still hadn’t gotten used to the weight of it on your hand, but you had smiled like a silly lovesick girl when Elizabeth kissed it inside the hotel room you were sharing before you parted ways to attend different panels that morning.

It has been an hour and you were missing her already.

Pathetically.

With a deep breath, you decided to peek around the pillar you were hiding behind, letting your eyes study how many people were still around. You didn’t know why exactly you were hiding, but you weren’t feeling like facing anyone yet. The ring on your finger seemed to be shining more than the sun itself, people would surely notice it, but you were also feeling a bit overwhelmed. You couldn’t stop smiling even if you barely slept at all last night and no one around you seemed to be in the same vibe as you, not to mention you could hear the fans outside filling the room as it got closer and closer from the panel to start.

You were about to hide again when you caught a glimpse of a blonde hair passing by and your head snapped to the side in time to see Scarlett Johansson walking slowly while typing something in her phone. You hadn’t seen her before and, for a moment, you were afraid she wouldn’t show up - which was ridiculous since she was, literally, the most important character of the movie, and of course she would be there.

"Hey, pss,” you whispered after forming a shell with your hand around your mouth. Now you were completely sure you looked like an idiot. “Scarlett.”

The actress heard you, luckily, and she raised her head with a grimace already looking around to see where you were. You waved to her and waited until Scarlett spotted you before waving for her to join you behind the pillar. “What am I, a cat?” She said as soon as she stopped in front of you, although she didn’t look angry. Just in case she was, though, you raised your hand to her eye level and pursed your lips as you waited for her to spot the ring. Which she did, just a couple of seconds later. “OH MY GOD!” Scarlett yelled in surprise. Her eyes widened and it seemed like she was going to grab your hand to take a better look, but she gave up on the last second as if she couldn’t believe it was real.

You knew the feeling.

“I KNOW!” You yelled back, not even carrying anymore if someone saw you there. You weren’t alone anymore, it was fine.

Scarlett finally held your hand and one of her fingers ran through the ring just to be sure she wasn’t imagining it. “What the heck?!”

“I KNOW!” You repeated still as loud as before.

Scarlett, however, had started smiling and she just looked at you with bright happy eyes. “Why are you surprised?” She teased you with humor.

You snorted, put one hand on your waist and waved with the other one. “Well, that was a hell of a catch,” you joked back before your face also broke into a blinding smile. You were so happy to be telling the news to someone, a friend nonetheless. You had no idea it would feel like that.

“Oh, honey,” the blonde laughed and crossed her arms, now fully invested in the conversation that was about to happen. “How? When? I have so many questions!”

Your heart swelled with joy to see your friend being as excited and happy about it as you. It was good to have people like Scarlett in your life, someone who would celebrate with you. “Last night,” you started answering her. You put your hand between both of you and, like magnets, you looked down at the ring at the same time. “Lizzie said she couldn’t let me go around with that stupid proposal as my only proposal, and then she just…” You couldn’t fully explain everything that had happened. How that stupid chauvinist had proposed to you on the panel the day before and how that led to your girlfriend making you a real proposal later that night. It had been fun to reply to the man with your usual sarcasm and joke saying he ruined your first proposal, but it was absolutely out of this world when Elizabeth asked you to marry her. Since you didn’t know how to explain how you felt, you just shook your head and, with wide eyes as if you still couldn’t believe it, you said: “Scarlett, she got down on her knee.”

Scarlett’s reaction was purely to humor you, for sure, because she tilted her head to the side and grinned while narrowing her eyes. “Where is this conversation going?” She joked and you shared a laugh at the double meaning of your previous words. Eventually, Scarlett just pulled you in for a thigh hug. “I’m so happy for you guys, really. It doesn't take a genius to see you're meant to be together.” She pulled away, already reaching out for your hand again to take another look at the ring. “Even if I lost the bet.”

You weren’t sure you had heard correctly what she said, or even if you were supposed to hear that, but it made you frown. “What bet?”

Yes, you totally shouldn’t have heard that based on the way Scarlett’s eyes snapped back at you and her mouth hung open. “What?” She was playing dumb, you could see that. After letting out what surely was a fake chuckle, she waved a hand dismissively. “No, no bet.”

“Scarlett.” You said her name as a warning for her to start explaining herself.

If the woman in front of you were the Black Widow, you most likely would be dead before you were able to finish saying her name. But that was sweet little angel Scarlett, who brings food on set for everyone and has a teddy bear phone case, so she didn’t stand a chance.

“There was a bet going on among the cast of who was going to propose,” she explained, saying the words as quickly as she could as if that could prevent you from understanding them.

“Are you guys serious?!” You asked with an eye roll, but you weren’t angry about it. Would you have liked to know your castmates and friends were making bets on you? Sure. But you didn’t exactly mind since it was such a small thing.

“Hey, I put all my chips on you!” Scarlett tried to defend herself, even going as far as squeezing your hand and pouting.

And, really, you were a bit honored by that. “Jesus,” you mumbled while pinching your nose. “Okay, fine, I'm letting that one slide.”

Before any of you could say anything, someone from the production walked past while shouting a warning. “Everyone, two minutes before going on stage!”

“Where's Florence?” You asked, already looking around to find the other actress since you three were going to enter together. You luckily spotted her chatting with someone just a few feet away. “Oh, over there.”

“Are you taking that off?” Scarlett’s question brought your attention back to her.

You noticed she was pointing at your ring and you immediately placed your hand against your chest, covering it with the other one. “What? Why?!”

Scarlett simply arched her eyebrows to your dramatic reaction before explaining what she meant. “People will notice it. People notice everything.”

“I'm never taking this off!” You affirmed quickly, also shaking your head. “I don’t know how I managed to convince her the first time, I’m not running any risks.”

Scarlett ended up huffing a laugh and rolling her eyes to the ceiling while moving her lips in silence, apparently saying something to herself. When she looked at you again, she had a soft smile on her lips. “You're too precious, I hope you know that,” she declared, which made your face turn head very fast. “Florence, you won.”

“What did I win?” You hadn’t even realized Florence was walking towards you two until she actually stopped by your side. She was holding a water bottle between her hands and she was sporting a small smile while she waited for an explanation. All you did, though, was raise your hand again. It was even funnier the second time, you thought while watching her eyes going wide. “Holy fucking shit!” And, of course, Florence didn’t watch her language like Scarlett did.

Not surprisingly, Scarlett slapped her shoulder like the older sister she basically was. “Language, girl.”

“I missed one day of this convention and Y/N got engaged?!” Florence ignored Scarlett’s scolding, but she looked at the other blonde while you laughed at them. “What happened?”

“Apparently, Elizabeth even got on her knee and everything,” Scarlett teased you with a shrug.

“Oh, sounds kinky,” Florence also joked as she turned to look at you again.

“Okay, no.” You shook your head. “We’re not going there. Look, they’re calling us to go on stage, we need to go.”

“You’re not out of the hook yet!” Florence shouted behind you after you walked past them.

“No, Flo, she’s on the hook forever now,” Scarlett corrected her and you rolled your eyes when you heard them sharing a laugh.

Inside, you were just happy they existed.

[...]

“Okay, so yesterday people started this little joke on Twitter,” the next fan started talking on the microphone after you were done answering another question someone had made, “and Y/N we all want to know your answer to that.” You just knew, by his tone alone, that you weren’t going to like the question he was about to ask. “Snog, marry, kill. Captain Marvel, Black Widow and the Scarlet Witch.”

If you hadn’t received an annoyed message from not only your agent but also from someone from Marvel, you would have replied to him with the same sass you used the day before to the fan who asked you to marry him. But you had been warned about playing nice for the rest of the convention if you didn’t want to have a more serious conversation about it. You doubted they would fire you - especially considering that Holland still had his job even after several slip-ups he did over the years - but you also didn’t want to risk it. They might end up screwing your character's storyline just because they could.

So, resigned to play nice, you got a bit closer to the edge of the comfortable chair you were sitting on and placed the microphone closer to your mouth. “Oh, that’s an easy one,” you started, pretending you were having this conversation with your friends so it wouldn’t feel too weird. “Kill Captain Marvel.” As expected, you heard the commotion around, but you kept going. “You know, I can't possibly date someone who can fly out of Earth at any second, I need some stability,” you explained, joking about the last part and drawing some laughs from the crowd and your castmates.

You knew Brie wouldn’t let you live that one, but you would deal with your friend later on.

“I would marry Natasha, 'cus she's a softie” You turned your head to look at Scarlett, who was already smiling at you. Still feeling grateful for the conversation you had with her before, and suddenly being hit by a wave of affection towards her, you leaned over to kiss her cheek, which made the fans coo and clap. “You know, looks like could kill you and could kill you, but is just a cinnamon roll on the inside,” you joked. “Aren't we all suckers for that?”

You received a series of agreements from the crowd and you dramatically raised your hands in a ‘told you so’ motion. You paused after that when your eyes met Scarlett’s again and you shared a laugh at the ridiculousness of it all.

After the laugh died, you kept the game going. “And I would snog Wanda because it sounds like it could be fun, but she's a bit too volatile to try to forge a relationship - I’m sorry Vision - and I’m playing safe here.” You finished your answer by putting the microphone down as you heard more laughs.

Florence leaned closer to you to whisper something to tease you about your answer and you laughed, but it took only a moment before you collected yourselves to continue the panel. Thankfully, the next questions were made for either Scarlett or the movie’s director, so you had a few minutes break even if you couldn’t exactly leave the stage. You tried to pay attention to what everyone was saying so you would know what to do if someone put you in the middle of a conversation, but you basically just set there with your legs crossed and one arm hanging from the armrest while absent-mindedly playing with your new ring.

Your engagement ring.

God, who did that happen anyway? How did you get so lucky? Lucky enough to have Elizabeth saying ‘yes’ when you asked her out on a date years ago, lucky enough to have Elizabeth loving you, and now lucky enough to be chosen to spend the rest of your lives together. There were moments when you still thought you were dreaming, but that was real. Very real.

You loved Elizabeth with all your being, with all you were, with all you had. You woke up every day because you needed to see her, to hold her, to talk to her, and you went to bed because she would be there with you. You never thought love could be such a powerful emotion until you met her.

You only realized your mind had wandered away when you felt a gentle hand touching your knee. You looked up and saw the interviewer looking at you expectantly, but it had been Scarlett who touched you and she came to save you without having to think about it. She repeated the question that was made with a hint of humor, so smoothly that no one would know she did that to help you out since it was clear you weren’t paying attention. Once again, you were grateful for the people in your life.

You replied to the question easily since it was about your favorite scene from the previous movies, and the panel continued. The last question, though, was once again directed at you and it made a giant smile to curl your lips up.

“Y/N, is that an engagement ring on your finger? Did the man from yesterday manage to convince you?”

The question was made by a young girl who held no malice in her voice, so you weren’t mad at it. She sounded curious and innocent enough, that’s why you smiled and looked down at your ring again. You hoped no one would bring it up, but that had been wishful thinking.

“Well, yes, it is,” you answered and were immediately rewarded with an eruption of applause and happy screams from the fans. You laughed a bit and raised your voice to be heard above all the noise. “Not from the man though!” Then, you waited until the crowd calmed themselves - and for Scarlett to explain to Florence what they were talking about since the younger actress hadn’t been there the day before. “But I guess I could thank him, too. I would, if he hadn’t been an asshole,” you joked. “My girlfriend proposed to me yesterday. She said she had to try to save my first proposal somehow.”

“Wait, you have a girlfriend?!” You heard someone yell from one of the front seats.

You hadn’t made your relationship with Elizabeth public, but you also hadn’t let your relationship status be public either. You just didn’t talk about it, didn’t post any pictures, and didn’t make any comments during interviews, so people just assumed you were single. It worked perfectly for you because no one was poking their noses in your life trying to figure out who a mysterious girlfriend might be or micro-examining every interaction you had with all of your friends to try to get an answer.

Now, though, you wanted to yell from the roof so everyone could hear that you were engaged. You and Elizabeth didn’t have the time to discuss that after she asked you to marry her because you got busy with the celebration and you both had to leave early that morning, but you knew Elizabeth wouldn’t mind you telling people about it. You would keep from saying Elizabeth’s name still, mostly because you didn’t want to ruin the peace your two lived in, but also because you were in the middle of a convention with several panels and other interviews to happen for the rest of the day and the next two days as well. You didn’t want your relationship to become the biggest subject of it, to have people ask you and her at every opportunity when you all should be talking about your characters, movies and series.

You and Elizabeth would find the perfect moment to announce it to the world, but that wasn’t going to happen right there.

So, instead of giving people more details, you jokingly allowed Florence to hold your hand as if you were showing off your ring to her and said: “Am I a lucky girl or what?”

The panel ended right after that, fortunately, and you all left while waving at the fans and saying your goodbyes. You had just stepped outside of the stage when you spotted Elizabeth leaning against some big black boxes with her arms crossed. She opened a smile as soon as your eyes met, and you wasted no time to run towards her and jump into her arms as if you hadn’t seen her for years.

“How’s my fiancée?” She asked with her lips pressed against your ear. She brushed a kiss right under your lobe and you sighed contently while your entire body melted against her. You heard her letting out an amused chuckle, but you didn’t mind. “I mean, I don’t know if you are my fiancée,” she joked and pulled away from you.

You didn’t let her go too far, though, keeping your arms around her neck. Elizabeth placed both hands on your hips and her smile never disappeared, as if she was just as content as you from having you in her arms. “What do you mean?” You asked with a pout.

“You wouldn’t marry Wanda?” Elizabeth asked with one eyebrow quirked. “That wounded me.” She put a hand against her chest and shook her head, looking sad for just a brief moment before you rolled your eyes and pinched her side, which made her laugh.

“No, I wouldn’t marry Wanda,” you reinforced before showing her your tongue like a brat. “I’m already marrying you!”

“Oh, I don’t know.” You barely had time to notice Scarlett and Florence approaching you two before Florence kept going with her teasing. “She did say she would marry Natasha.”

“If you’re not going to help me, you should be quiet, Pugh,” you jokingly snarled at her before looking at Elizabeth with a fake innocent face. You pretended to be methodically straightening the sleeves of her dress when you spoke next. “We’re not inviting Florence to our wedding.”

You heard your friend gasping by your side and Scarlett laughing loudly at your antics, but all that mattered was the way Elizabeth smiled down at you while shaking her head fondly. When she leaned down to kiss your lips, you met her halfway even if you knew you had to be fast. You two had a lot of work to do yet and you couldn’t run the risk of anyone from the press to snap a picture of you like that.

“You guys are the cutest couple I have ever seen,” Florence commented when your lips met for only a second.

“Stop trying to get invited back,” Scarlett teased her.

“Elizabeth wouldn’t let me out of this.” You turned your head in time to see Florence sticking her tongue out at the older actress, which earned her another playful scold.

“Oh, I don’t know, Florence,” Elizabeth replied with fake sadness. “I wouldn’t want to let the wife mad.”

“And that’s how I know this marriage is going to work out just great,” you joked before the four of you laughed again.

| this had been suggested by @jusnough

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rxmqnova · 3 months

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SERIES MASTERLIST

Wanda x daughter!reader

Reunion - Part 1, Part 2

Wanda x fem!reader

Loyal - Part 1, Part 2

Wanda x sister!reader

The youngest Maximoff - Part 1, Part 2

Lizzie x fem!reader

The song - Part 1, Part 2

Natasha x daughter!reader

Lost memory - Part 1, Part 2

Natasha x sister!reader

Romanoff's baby sister - Part 1, Part 2

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natashaslittlegirl · 1 year

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Natasha Romanoff's slut Masterlist

Wanda Maximoff's Masterlist

Natasha Romanoff's Masterlist

WandaNat's Masterlist

Scarlett Johansson's Masterlist

Elizabeth Olsen's Masterlist

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fandomnerd9602 · 2 months

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Special Attention

Wandanat x Male Reader (Modern AU)

It wasn’t that you meant to. It just kind of happened. Natasha was beginning to feel left out a little.

It all began a month ago when you and Wanda began the prep work for the birth of the twins. Natasha tried to help out as best as she could for Wanda but the time assembling the cribs and hearing how ecstatic Wanda was for her boys, it all made Natasha feel depressed.

Make no mistake, Natasha wasn’t bitter. She was so happy that Wanda got to be a mother. It was just that Nat was beginning to feel like a third or maybe fifth wheel in this relationship. These feelings of inadequacy built and boiled over the month.

You and Wanda took notice and formed a little plan to cheer up your shared loved one.

The plan came to a head that night. Natasha walked into her home to find her favorite Bond movie playing on the TV. She could smell the faint aroma of her favorite dish on the stove.

“What’s this?” Natasha asked as you and Wanda came in from the kitchen.

“A little surprise,” you shrug

“For our detka” Wanda finished with a smile. “Dinner will be ready shortly. You go up and take a nice shower”

Wanda was already getting used to the motherly like commands. She loved giving them every chance she could.

You gave Natasha a little kiss on the nose and sent her upstairs.

Natasha went up to find that you and Wanda had put together a miniature spa in the master bathroom. Little scents and shampoos decorated the space. Natasha couldn’t help but smile.

She understood what was going on. She never felt more loved.

She came down half an hour later, feeling refreshed and revived. The sight that greeted her was a candle lit dinner for two.

“Why is there only two plates?” She asked. Wanda was already heading to the door.

“Pietro wanted to see me so I’ll be back in the morning,” Wanda gave Natasha a hug and a little wink, “good luck.”

Natasha couldn’t help but blush. She had some alone time with you.

“I’m sorry I’ve been so busy, Nat,” you wrap her in a hug, “ I never want you to feel left out or anything”

“It’s okay… the boys are due in a few months and-“ she tried to make up an excuse but she found tears coming to her eyes.

Your thumbs brush away the tears as you pepper her lips with kisses. “I missed you,” you whispered against her lips.

“I missed you, moya lyubov” she grabs you and pulls you into a fiery kiss. Little moments she wanted desperately for the last month, the embers in her heart roaring into a fire.

Her hands moved to your cltohes, tugging at them.

“Natasha” you moan, “the food?”

“We have a microwave,” she giggles as she fumbles with her belt, “we can reheat it.”

She guides you to the couch and gently shoves you down. She straddles you, kissing you and leaving a trail of kisses all over you. You gently pull her shirt up and off of her goddess like body.

“Mine” she whispers hungrily.

“All yours” you answer back.

Sometime later, Natasha lays in your arms purring like a contented cat. The two of you watch the rest of the spy movie on the TV as you rub reassuring circles into her spine.

“I love you,” you whisper into her red hair, “and so does Wanda.”

“I know,” she mumbles back, “thank you for this”

“And you know the boys are going to see you as their mother just as much as Wanda”

“Mmm hmm,” she nuzzles you. “I’m gonna love them just as much as her too”

This throuple you found yourself in was an unusual pairing to say the least but you love it. You love showering both women with love and adoration. Sometimes, one of them just needs her own night of special attention and affection.

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #Wandanat #wandanat x reader #wandanat x you #black widow #the scarlet witch #scarlet witch #scarlett johansson #elizabeth olsen

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Redheaded Women

Dana Scully - Gillian Anderson Wanda Maximoff - Elizabeth Olsen Ziggy Berman - Sadie Sink Natasha Romanoff - Scarlett Johansson Anne Shirley Cuthbert - Amybeth McNulty

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goldenempyrean · 9 months

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“Is it obvious..?” ”Bless you… Bless you! Are you okay- bless you again!”“Are these flowers bothering you?” With Scarlett at a premier or something?

Petals and Paparazzi

〚 Notes - Oops, I was meant to post this yesterday but I got a migraine and curled in bed instead :p sorry about that! Also this request is sooo overdue, sorry for the wait anon! :) 〛

〚 Pairing - Scarlett x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - Flower allergies at a very floral premiere, what could go wrong? 〛

〚 Wordcount - 720 〛

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Walking down the red carpet was fun. The first few times Scarlett had taken you down you were a nervous wreck, constantly worrying about looking perfect for the critical public eye but the more you attended, the more you relaxed, and you soon began to be able to focus more on the event itself and enjoy your time there.

This was no different. The pair of you had been invited to attend the premiere of Scarlett’s latest movie and not only was the premiere being hosted in a gorgeous Italian city but the carpet itself was stunning. Rows of thick, luxurious flowers lined the panels and beautiful boutiques were displayed throughout the entire event.

Flowers had an important role in the film, so it made sense for them to be the focal point of the carpet. However, you just wished you’d thought a little more deeply about it before heading off to walk down the carpet.

“Ready, my love?” Scarlett had asked, clutching your hand as the two of you stepped onto the silky red floor.

You nodded, readying yourself for the onslaught of cameras and questions, “As I’ll ever be.”

As the pair of you stepped onto the carpet, the flashes of cameras blinded you momentarily. You smiled and waved at the cheering crowd, trying to exude confidence and poise. Scarlett looked stunning as always, gracefully moving alongside you, but you couldn't help but notice a subtle change in her demeanour. Her smile seemed a bit strained, and she was constantly rubbing her nose.

After a few steps, Scarlett sniffled and let out a soft sneeze, trying to stifle it discreetly. You glanced at her with concern, and she managed a weak smile. "Is it obvious...?" she whispered; her voice tinged with embarrassment.

"Bless you... Bless you! Are you okay—bless you again!" The reporters and photographers nearby started to take notice of Scarlett's sneezing fit. They weren't used to seeing her like this on the red carpet, and a flurry of questions followed. "Are these flowers bothering you?" one reporter asked, pointing towards the thick floral arrangements lining the carpet.

You knew Scarlett had never mentioned any allergies before, but it was clear that the beautiful flowers were causing her discomfort. "Yes, I think she might be allergic," you replied, gently patting Scarlett's back as she tried to regain her composure.

"I'm so sorry," the event organiser said, coming over to you both with concern. "We had no idea. We can move you both inside if you'd like."

Scarlett managed another smile, though her eyes were a bit watery. "No, it's okay. We'll just walk through quickly," she said, not wanting to make a scene or disrupt the premiere's arrangements.

You continued walking, with Scarlett trying to maintain her grace while fighting off the sneezes and sniffles. The photographers were still snapping away, capturing every moment of the unexpected drama on the red carpet. Despite the situation, you couldn't help but admire Scarlett's professionalism and her dedication to the event.

Finally reaching the end of the carpet, Scarlett let out a relieved sigh. "I made it," she said with a hint of humour, though her eyes were still a bit teary.

"You did amazing," you assured her, giving her a gentle hug. "But let's find a place with fresh air. I don't want you to suffer through the rest of the event."

Together, you moved away from the flowers and found a more open area with a view of the stunning Italian city. Scarlett's sneezing subsided, and she took a deep breath, appreciating the relief.

"I should have warned them about my allergies," Scarlett said, chuckling softly. "But you know what? It was still worth it. This premiere is special, and I'm so glad you're here with me."

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world," you replied, smiling warmly. "Let's focus on enjoying the rest of the event without any other distractions."

And so, hand in hand, you both ventured into the premiere, leaving behind the flower-filled red carpet. The movie was a masterpiece, and the audience's applause filled the air with enthusiasm and admiration. As you settled into your seats, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the experiences you shared with Scarlett, both the glamorous and the unexpected, knowing that every moment was precious and unforgettable.

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