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inkblot-inc · 1 year

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Wanda totally helps Jaws shop for a Christmas gift for Natasha. She’s so ready for a shopping trip with her guppy. Vision tags along incase there’s trouble. Which leads to Wanda having to explain things to both Jaws and Vision every once in a while. Wanda going into a big monologue about Jaws picking something from the heart for Natasha and how it’s the thought that counts, only to turn around to see both Vision and Jaws blinking at her with a bit of confusion. Neither completely understanding but supporting her enthusiasm. Wanda also doesn’t let Jaws buy Nat a gun. Which had honestly been their first thought. ‘To help her protect herself when I’m not around!’

Yep yep yep😂

I can just imagine them in something like a Yankee Candle or Bath & Body Works for one a gift because Wanda was pitching an idea of getting Natasha a few scented candles for her room, since she’s not super high maintenance.

Jaws eyes squinted as they looked around the small store, “Why would we get her wax?”

Wanda rested a hand on Jaws’ arm before she walked further into the Yankee Candle. “Well, Nat likes scented candles. I feel like she’d appreciate some new ones.”

Vision followed behind with a raised eyebrow, “What kind does she like?”

Wanda picked a few candles on a smaller display to smell before putting one of them back. “She went through the Spiced Apple Toddy scent that she bought super quick. So I'd say maybe something fruity but subtle. A fresh or sweet smell is always a safe bet. Maybe you can get her one that’ll remind her of you specifically,”

Vision nodded along picking up a candle, “What about a Eucalyptus Spearmint?”

Jaws barely took a whiff of the candle before they reeled their head back. “Hell no, that smells like straight menthol, Vis!”

The three of them continued to look around the store, venturing in different directions. Eventually they all came back together with candles of their own to ring up. Vision held a single Cypress & Amber candle (Wanda helped him choose that one) while Wanda had a few of her own. Wanda looked over to see two candles in Jaws’ arm, “What candles did you wind up choosing, gup?”

Jaws looked down at the candles in their hold, “Uhh, Sun Drenched Apricot Rose and Vanilla Patchouli. Sun Drenched-whatever is one I think she’d like. The Vanilla one is the closest scent that she’s said I smell like, so…Thought that could work too.”

Vision nodded along with a small smile, “I’m certain that Natasha will appreciate both of your choices, Jaws.”

Jaws gave a small hum in agreement as they waited in line. They looked at the store entrance with an almost longing look. “She could also appreciate a gun-”

“We are not getting Natasha a GUN, Jaws!”

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anarchypumpkincowboy · 1 year

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I just got of dissociating, as you do, and now I have metallic green and purple hair and a new binder on the way. Methinks the illnesses are mentalling again

#but idk #me dissociating #it’s like cosmo and Wanda almost #but futuristic #and slightly more purple #i’m so tired y’all #the binder was on sale

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abbyromanoff · 8 months

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I don't if you'll do this request but I wanna request for Fan!Wanda x Singer!Reader (Reader has the music of Elvis Presley) Wanda meets Reader for the first time and they instantly click

I CAN’T HELP FALLING IN LOVE

PAIRINGS: Wanda Maximoff x reader

WORD COUNT: 1631

WARNINGS: fluff, fan!Wanda, singer!R, literally nothing but sweet fluff sooooo :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Wanda looked at her empty bank account with a frown on her face, she had paid so much to try and get tickets to your concert that she forgot to have common sense. But this was an exception, you were her idol, the person she’d been dreaming of meeting for years. She had posters of you in her room, even, and now she was going to be meeting you. After the concert she’d be able to take a photo with the person she’s been obsessing over for years, this was worth the missed bills.

She entered the building after hours of waiting and took her spot near the front row, admiring the platform that would soon be holding you. Jitters of excitement coursed through her as a smile was plastered on her lips, she had never been so happy.

Shouts of your name could be heard across the entire stadium yet she was the loudest, she couldn’t care less if she’d lose her voice the next day. She blushed from your radiant smile alone and held onto the bars tightly as people tried getting as close to the front, nearly squishing her in. She was trying to enjoy this, but the pain in her stomach from the railing was not making it easy.

“Hey! Can everyone please take a few steps back from the front?” You asked when your song came to an end, the rasp in your voice sending many into spirals. They listened and Wanda was nothing but grateful, especially when she noticed your eyes on hers for a brief moment.

“Thank you, thank you!” The show continued like normal, but Wanda couldn’t stop grinning from ear to ear when watching the way your lips moved so well. She wondered what they’d feel like against hers.

“Thank you for coming everybody! I can’t wait to meet some of y’all, and for the rest of you, have an amazing night!” You were rushed off the stage by your managers and you instantly chugged down the extra water they offered you. While you loved your fans more than anything, it was so tiring and exhausting sometimes. But you wouldn’t trade this for the world, it was your dream since childhood and now you’re here, singing your heart out in front of thousands of people.

“Okay, everyone please calm down, you’ll all get a chance to see them.” The young lady spoke, trying her best to gather the crowd but failing to be heard. You picked at the skin of your nails anxiously and bit your lip, trying to gather yourself before they all started filing through. That didn’t last very long.

Most of the people who saw you were trying their best to talk to you or were crying their eyes out, you helped them as much as possible and gave them a small hug before taking a photo and signing their item of choice.

Once the wave ended, you took a deep breath before they got ready for the next. And it continued that way until nearly two full hours passed. It was close to midnight and while you felt horrible for the people who had to wait so long to see their favorite artist, all you wanted to do was go home.

Wanda, on the other hand, was shaking with joy when she was next in line, her gaze being able to land on your figure with how close she was. You said your goodbyes to the young gentleman in front of you and turned to look at her, eyes widening slightly in result. She was beautiful, you’ve never seen such a woman.

“Uh, hi, it’s wonderful to meet you.” You shook her hand and, even if she was the one meant to be filled with nerves, somehow you were even worse. It wasn’t often you got to meet someone who held such power over you as a normal civilian.

“Hi, Ms- uhm, Y/N.” You chuckled as your hand stayed in hers, only when you realized did you pull away hesitantly.

“Alright, can we get this going? There’s a line of people out there.” You nodded and wrapped your arm around her, pulling her close and smiling as she hugged your waist. A blush was adorning your cheeks along with hers, and when she pulled away, she grabbed something from the back of her pocket and you thought she was going to ask you for an autograph but instead it was a small bracelet. You looked down at the object with a grin, only to notice she was being directed to leave.

“Wait!” She turned around and so did the groups of workers. “Uh, would you be willing to wait for me? This group will be done in about five minutes. Obviously, only if you want to, of course.”

“Yes!” She must’ve cringed at her eagerness and cleared her throat before retrying. “I mean- that would be great, I’ll meet you in the back?”

“Yeah, right behind the curtain and I’ll be there.” She nodded and was then brought to the spot you requested, happiness being evident in your expression for the rest of the few minutes.

Before the next wave could come in, you went to where the brunette was waiting and greeted her with a hug this time, letting yourself linger a moment too long and only pulling away so you could properly see her.

“I’m sorry, I don’t usually do this. I just saw you in the front row and thought you were absolutely beautiful and then you came in and I didn’t want to let you walk away without saying something.” She lowered her head in embarrassment when she was beaming in excitement, not only did she get to meet you but here you were standing right in front of her complimenting her beauty.

“Would it be okay if I got your number? Or I could give you mine, t-that would be okay too. That is if you want to-“ Noticing her rapid nod was the only answer you needed and wanted. You let out a relieved sigh and took out your phone where you accessed your keypad before handing it over. She shakily typed, making sure to read the numbers over and over in case it was wrong.

“There, you can text me after the meet and greet or whenever really, I don’t mind.” She chuckled anxiously and, before you could say anything else, workers were trying to usher you back inside.

“Well, I’ll text you then.” She leaned forward, pressing her lips onto your cheek and leaving with a small wave, trying her best to keep her composure and not completely freak out. The rest of the night she was stuck on your mind as you were hers. She stared at the poster in her room where you sang a sweet melody into the mic, not only did she get to hear it in person but there’s a chance she could again, this time with only you.

Suddenly, her phone rang and she was greeted with an unknown number, but she knew it was you.

“Hey, I know I said I would text but- I don’t know, I guess I just wanted to hear your voice again.”

“It’s okay, I’m actually glad you called, I’ve been thinking about you.” She heard shuffling on the other side along with the beeping of an open car door.

“Oh yeah?” She giggled quietly, trying not to wake up her sleeping parents in the next room.

“Well, would it be weird for me to say I’ve been thinking about you too?” Her heart skipped a beat as one side of her wanted to scream in joy, while the other part of her knew that would most likely blow her chance with you.

“What were you thinking about?”

“Just how nice it would be to take you on a date sometime.” She was silent for a moment before she spoke up, the anxiety inside of you growing and growing in hopes of receiving the answer you want.

“You wanna take me on a date?”

“Why not? You’re simply the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever had the blessing of laying my eyes on and I can already tell you have the kindest soul known to mad-kind, I guess I just want to learn more about you.” You must’ve had experience with dating as you nearly knocked her off her feet. If you asked her to marry her at this exact moment, she would’ve said yes.

“Then I guess I can’t say no to that, now can I?”

“I guess not. How about this Friday night, you busy?” The decision-making went on for only a few minutes as she internally canceled any plans she may have for the next year if it meant she got to spend the evening with you.

“I can give you my address and you can stop by, but I get if that sounds a little creepy for a first date.”

“No, no, that’s fine! Yeah, just send me the info and I’ll be there.” She bit her lip nervously until she saw the text from you, writing down and memorizing the apartment number multiple times.

“Alright, I’ll be there, 8 PM sharp.” You said your goodbyes after nearly half an hour of talking, but you didn’t want to stop yet. You wanted to keep going, to create small conversations again and again if it meant hearing her voice. No one had ever had such a pull on you before, what was so different about her?

Meanwhile, Wanda was already planning her outfit for the upcoming event, scurrying through each dress or jumpsuit to try and figure out what would impress you the most. She had a feeling she wasn’t going to be sleeping tonight.

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naturesapphic · 1 month

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May I request a lady dimitrescu x insomnia reader, Like sometimes the reader won’t sleep at all and Alicia helps them fall asleep?

Insomnia

Lady dimitrescu x fem!reader

Warnings:

It’s another one of those nights again where your insomnia was really kicking your ass today. You were lying awake in the shared bed you had with your wife alcina dimitrescu and you were watching her sleep soundly. You were jealous that alcina could fall and stay asleep so easily while it took you a long time to sleep or you just don’t get to sleep at all and feel tired all day.

You slowly got up and out of the bed and decided to get a glass of warm milk, usually drinking warm milk helps you get a bit drowsy which makes you fall asleep. You just hope that it will work tonight. When walking, you decided to check in on your three daughters and found them sound asleep in their separate beds.

Smiling to yourself, you closed the door and went downstairs into the kitchen and opened the fridge to get the milk. You poured some into a cup and heated it up for a little before carefully placing it on the counter to pour some raw honey into it and stir it around. You slowly drink it as you stand in the kitchen looking out the window, watching the moon.

You jumped when you felt a hand on your shoulder and you turn around to see your sleepy wife looking down at you. “Draga? What ever are you doing down here?” Alcina asked with a groggy voice as she rubs her eyes gently. “My insomnia is making me not sleep so I thought I could go down into the kitchen and fix me some warm milk with some honey to see if that would help me.” You explained to her.

She cooed at you and gently lifted you up into her strong embrace without spilling your drink and walked upstairs with you. “What are we doing alci?” You questioned her. “I’m going to help mea dragostea sleep of course.” She answered as she walks through the doors of y’all’s shared bedroom and put your cup down onto your nightstand.

She tucked you into bed and went into her side and instantly brought you into her arms. You laid your head onto her soft chest and she started running her fingers through your hair as she started to sing softly to you. You started to feel sleepy as her delicate fingers and voice made you fall into a deep slumber. You could always count on your sweet alcina to always help you, even if it’s falling asleep.

A/n: as I don’t have insomnia I hope I didn’t offend anyone who has it and if I made something up or wrong let me know! :) I hope @neicey2005 and the rest of y’all enjoyed it! Remember Requests are still open for all of my characters including of course Rhea ripley/Demi Bennett. I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here's my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y'all!

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togrowoldinv · 5 months

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Home for the Holidays

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

When you get home from a work trip, you and Natasha reunite just in time for holiday celebrations

Note: I’m back! Sorry for the lack of fics lately. I’ve been finishing up classes for the year, studying for an exam, and getting a job lol. Plus, a little family trip to Vegas last weekend. I hope y’all enjoy this one! Happy holidays!

Natasha Masterlist 1, Natasha Masterlist 2, Natasha Masterlist 3, Main Masterlist

You’ve been gone on a business trip for four days and Natasha misses you like crazy.

She finally understands what it’s like to wait for her wife to come home as you waited for her all of those years. Nat counted down the days until she could see you again.

Your flight landed and she insisted on being at the airport even though you assured her you could get home by yourself. It was early in the morning so once she drove you home you fell into a deep slumber.

When you stir awake, Natasha is sitting up in bed next to you. She’s got a coffee in her hand and a smile on her face.

“Good morning, detka,” she says. “How did you sleep?”

“I slept okay,” you reply. “Still tired.”

She nods. You maneuver yourself over to place your head in her lap. Her soft, but strong fingers brush over your cheek.

“I’ve missed your beautiful face,” Natasha says, her voice barely above a whisper. She still gets a little shy with outright affection.

“I’ve missed you too, Natasha. What do you say we just stay in bed all day?”

“Hm,” Natasha begins. “We actually have some plans.”

“We?”

“Yeah. I made them on our behalf, but you know we’re a we. A package deal,” Nat explains.

She tries to read your expression. Maybe you’re too sleepy to read, she thinks. You just sigh and close your eyes.

“What are the plans?” You ask.

“Christmas lights with the team. Well, at least with Wanda, Steve, Sam, and Carol. They seem to be the most excited,” Natasha says.

“Carol is excited?” You ask in disbelief. She usually keeps her feelings to herself, but it’s a good sign she’s feeling like part of the team enough to be herself.

“She is. She reunited with Monica and some teenage girl that she’s bringing along. I’ll need to ask them how exactly they are connected, but yeah Carol is excited,” Natasha explains.

“Maybe I’m just tired but all of that sounds kind of insane.”

“That’s our line of work,” Nat says. “Are you ready to get up?”

“Lights happen at night,” you mumble, burying your face in Nat’s thighs.

“We’re having lunch with Yelena,” Nat says. “It’s the last time we’ll see her this year.”

You grumble and try to go back to sleep. Natasha chuckles at the way you cling to her.

“It’s going to be okay, baby. If you get too tired later we can always come back home and another type of fun,” Nat suggests.

“Oh,” you say. “Can we?”

You sit up and Natasha smirks. You’ve missed that expression.

“If we’re quick, we can probably do that right now too,” Natasha says. “What do you think, sweetheart? Do you want to show me how much you missed me, detka?”

God, was her voice always so enchanting or did you just miss her?

You find yourself nodding and leaning in to kiss Natasha. For the next 30 minutes, she welcomes you back home with fervor.

Once you get dressed, you leave to meet Yelena for lunch. Natasha brings her Christmas gift for her with you.

“You guys didn’t need to get me anything,” Yelena says. She begins to open it anyway.

“Oh, it’s fine. We-“ Natasha begins.

“Yes we did,” you interject. “You’re our family.”

You swear Yelena is about to cry, but Natasha cracks a joke about the gift effectively lightening the mood. You have no idea what the gift is honestly. Some kind of equipment for her missions.

“Thank you,” Yelena says. “I- um- I care about you both a lot.”

“I love you, Yelena. We love you,” Natasha says.

The affection from her sister makes Yelena begin to cry. Nat crosses the table and hugs her tight. You’re not sure who needed the hug more.

“Why don’t you stay with us for Christmas, Yel?” You ask her.

“Oh, I wouldn’t want to impose on your holiday,” she replies.

Despite her usual confidence, she can be a little insecure about her place in your lives. Natasha drops a little kiss to her head. Her sister folds into her further.

“You’re never imposing. It’ll be fun. Right Nat?”

“Absolutely,” Nat says. “You’re staying. I’ve decided for you.” You all three laugh.

Later that evening, Yelena tags along to the Christmas lights with the team. Everyone is happy to see you and everyone really is excited to be there. Especially Carol.

The lights and the company are perfect, but eventually you look sleepy enough for Nat to excuse you to go home. She tucks you in bed and climbs in next to you.

“Goodnight, detka,” Nat says.

“Wait, we were going to-“

“Sleep,” Nat says. “There’s time for that tomorrow. I know you’re exhausted.”

“Okay,” you reply. “I love you, Natasha.”

“I love you, y/n.”

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #soft natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff comfort

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jackfrombaskinrobbins · 1 year

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adopting a pet with the avengers!

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 911

request: yes / no

original request: hello good fellow. can you do a headcanon set on adopting a pet with the avengers? thanks

dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)

characters: mainly tony stark, scott lang, reader, peter parker, harley keener, miles morales, and bruce banner!

a/n: bucky + alpine = fave duo ever. OK maybe natasha & liho too. and clint and lucky. there are so many good pets already in marvel (usually just comics tho smh) so i had some stuff to go off of. THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST i loved writing it <3

taglist: @nutellani @thecloudedmind

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you had been BEGGING tony to let you get another pet

bc a few of them already lived at the tower

lucky, liho, and alpine

but you wanted a dog.

not just any dog

specifically a puppy

and miles, peter & harley were on ur side

especially harley bc he rly wanted a dog

so one day when tony got rly tired of y’all asking him, he came up with an idea

“tell you what. how about you kids make a petition. if you can get a decent amount of signatures, i’ll consider getting you a puppy.”

and that was good with u!!

i mean u were all taking government class at midtown so this was gonna be easy

the first person you went to was scott

bc he’s scott, he wasn’t gonna have an issue with a puppy right

right?????

but when you asked him, he seemed kind of sad for some reason.

and when you asked him why?

“well, it’s just… i don’t want my ants to feel left out.”

“scott, i don’t think they would feel left out. you love those things more than anything!”

“yeah.. you’re right. ant-onio banderas won’t be mad right? or ant-ibacterial? oh, hopefully if they’re mad, it won’t be permen-ANT!!!”

you got the signature and left asap because once scott says one pun he takes like hours to figure out another

love him though

so next you went to clint

and he was more than happy to sign!!

bc ofc lucky would love a little friend

and natasha was there too

she was a little more hesitant bc liho is rly sweet but kinda skittish

but you convinced her because you told her how cute it would be if they loved each other & like you could get the cute stock photos of a dog & a cat together or something

thor was totally on board

because he’s thor ofc

and thor loves puppies

“y/n, this is so exciting! i remember when i got my first pet!! well, it turned out to be loki in disguise. it was still very exciting, though!!”

oh btw miles and peter signed

they were ur first signatures!!!!!!

next up was sam, bucky, and steve

and you and harley decided you needed a little extra push to convince them

so you made a powerpoint presentation.

and it was awesome

like you may have used every single available transition

twice

maybe three times each

like i said it was awesome

maybe a little excessive

but awesome!!!

steve kept making you go back a slide because he was taking notes

TAKING NOTES

what a nerd, am i right???

jk we love steve rogers in this house

anyways then they deliberated

and they made you and harley go stand outside the room

it literally felt like shark tank you guys

well not the standing outside while they decide but still

but they signed it yippee!!!!

bruce and wanda signed quickly too

especially bruce was really excited

i feel like he would totally be a dog person

like he prob had a puppy when he was young that he really loved

you even went over to the sanctum sanctorum to get stephen and wong to sign it!!!

and they did!!!

well wong did

and then he forged strange’s signature for you

wong supremacy fr

you were on a roll

you got aunt may to sign it. you got phil coulson to sign it (pretend he’s alive oml sry yall) you got maria hill to sign it.

hell, nick fury even signed it!!!!

so you took it back to tony

and he was like

“woah this is a lot more than i expected”

AND SO HE TOOK YOU TO GET A PUPPY!!

and y’all

you and peter, harley, and miles found the cutest one

a little german shepard

w like the floppy ears & stuff?

oml he was so cute

tony kept saying his named was tony jr

but you told him no

but he kept saying it

ok, live in ur fantasy world ig stark!!!!

jk love him

anyways you named him max!!!

bc yes!!!!

and you took him back to the tower

thor was really excited and max like totally loved him from the start fr

any time he liked ripped up the furniture or smth thor would just hold him with one hand and take him around

but he was happy so he was like wagging his tail and stuff

sam and bucky looked like they didn’t like the dog at first

but then alpine was like obsessed with it and so bucky had to like him

and max kept sitting on sam and licking him

and he was like “omg stop”

but he was laughing so you knew you were good

tony and bruce even built a little spot for max in the lab

and a bunch of like cool toys for him

max was the perfect dog for y’all bc like he loved everyone and everyone loved him

every night he slept in a new room & he loved to play

he ran with y’all too when you had to run so it was way more fun

suddenly dr strange was over at the tower a lot more…

he’s such a softie

and scott loved him too they were best friends

tony was just proud of himself for “teaching you to be good citizens”

HAHAHA

dw y’all he loved the dog too

just trust that max is the most spoiled dog EVER!!

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#avengers x teen!reader #teenage avenger series #teenage avenger #avengers #avenger headcanons #mcu #marvel #mcu headcanons #marvel headcanons #clint barton #tony stark #sam wilson #bucky barnes #bruce banner #natasha romanoff #scott lang #stephen strange #wong

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whereianonymouslypostfics · 1 year

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Not As Expected

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Word count: ~6.7k

Summary: You and Wanda have a baby

A/N: Apologies y’all. I know very little about birthgiving. also very stressed atm so I will be in and out today. Mostly out. Enjoy ...

Warnings: Angst, very vague descriptions of labor

You’re woken up from your dream about infinite dogs by a swift kick to your shin. You jump in surprise that eventually becomes pain when you open your eyes and realize what just happened. You sigh inaudibly as you look to your wife beside you who is predictably restless. She’s muttering under her breath and shifting occasionally as she dreams about something you’d probably never be able to guess.

Since reaching the third trimester, Wanda has become a regular occupant of the many different pieces of furniture in your house. She seems to have very little energy these days, and you often come home to find her sleeping on the couch in the den, or upstairs under the covers in bed. You don’t mind the sleeping because you know how tired your wife is, and honestly when she’s asleep she doesn’t have time to fret about your baby’s imminent arrival.

Despite having everything prepared, the nursery is fully stocked and decorated, and the house has been child-proofed as much as necessary for an infant, Wanda still is anxious. She often flits around the house looking for something that needs fixing, or rearranging in the already finished nursery that she’s redecorated twice. She decided that she wanted to change the theme from clouds to baby animals and you just obediently went to the store and helped her in any way possible.

You’ve been anxious throughout Wanda’s pregnancy too because despite knowing that she was mere weeks away from giving birth, the previous attempts at getting pregnant have made you fearful. You had given up trying getting pregnant, and you and Wanda had talked about adopting. You’d actually matched with several children, but they never made it to your house due to biological family conflict, or incompatibility issues. After a few months of trying that, Wanda expressed her desire to try and get pregnant. She was at the compound maybe once monthly, but otherwise she was a stay-at-home mom to their cat, two dogs and rat so she honestly had nothing better to do.

She’d posed the question like this and despite rolling your eyes at the idea, you’d eventually decided that it was worth a shot.

Your wife had been excited about the prospect of being pregnant in a way you’d never been, and you were glad that it had only taken a couple of tries with IVF for her to get to this point. She was thrilled and despite the early sickness, mood swings and now constant soreness and fatigue, Wanda was still excited. She was ready to be a mom to a human baby and she just hoped to give birth to a healthy, happy one soon.

You and Wanda had talked about it a lot, and despite being curious, you both had decided to wait to learn the sex of the baby until they arrived. It was a little difficult preparing for them this way, but you’d been against the pink vs blue thing from the start so you were all too willing to buy anything and everything for your kid. You of course had bought so many stuffed animals that they filled almost half the crib, but Wanda let you do it and enjoyed watching you excitedly arrange them around the nursery.

Overall, Wanda’s pregnancy had been pretty painless, and you were grateful for this. She’d only had mild sickness and cravings early on, and her mood swings were usually manageable and easily solved with cuddling. Your friends and brother-in-law stopped by often to check in and they all promised to help when the baby arrived. You were very grateful for this and you wouldn’t hesitate to ask for assistance because you were exhausted and Wanda was even more exhausted. You were also eager for your family to get to know your little one. You’d all been waiting a long time for this.

You had it easy compared to your wife, and you knew that. However, when nights such as this became more frequent you started to wonder if this was still true. You loved your wife, there was no question about that, but you couldn’t say that you loved being woken up in the middle of the night. Most of the time Wanda would talk in her sleep or move around so much that she jostles you. When you were particularly unfortunate like tonight, she’d hit you because she was dreaming.

You watch as she continues to dream and you consider your next move. You don’t want to wake her up because she hadn’t felt good before going to sleep, but you do try to move away a bit so you’re out of striking distance.

This works about as well as it usually does, and as soon as you pull away from your wife she stirs with an irritated whine.

“Come back.”

You’re not even sure if she’s awake when she says this, her eyes are still closed, but you know better than to try and resist. You merely sigh and move back towards your wife and pull her into your arms. Maybe if she settles, she won’t kick you again. You’re not convinced that this is the case, but you manage to fall back asleep before you’re proven wrong.

When you wake up next the sun is up and streaming in from between the curtains. You shift so it’s not shining in your face and it’s in that moment that you realize your wife isn’t in bed. You frown and sit up as you look at the clock to see that it’s late. It’s 9 am and you’re wondering how you slept in so much.

“Wands?”

You slowly get out of bed because you’re only half-awake before you glance to the bathroom. The door is closed so you knock but after a few seconds of no response you open the door carefully. You call out for Wanda again but she doesn’t answer and you quickly see the bathroom is empty. You frown before deciding to go downstairs figuring that your wife might be in the kitchen. You walk down the stairs and immediately see your two shepherds standing in the kitchen watching and waiting for something.

You realize what that is as soon as you spot Wanda standing at the counter in front of the ingredients she’d gathered to make her breakfast. Her hands are planted on the counter and she’s bending over slightly in a way that makes you think she’s going to be sick. You hurry the rest of the way to her, ignoring your two dogs, as you try to figure out what’s wrong.

“Wanda, are you okay? Are you in pain?”

You wait anxiously as Wanda takes a deep breath before shaking her head. She turns to you with a forced smile that does little to make you feel better, but you don’t have time to ask again before she’s offering an explanation.

“I’m fine, Y/n. I was just going to make breakfast, but then I started to feel weird. I’m better now though.”

Wanda is about to grab the eggs in front of her, but you’re still a little concerned so you reach out to stop her. You take her hands with a frown and wait until she’s looking at you to ask. You notice that both Rogue and Boone are anxious, and you don’t think it’s because there’s bacon nearby that you’re not sharing.

“What do you mean weird? Are you having contractions?”

You’d been worried about Wanda not telling you when she was feeling poorly since the beginning of her pregnancy. She didn’t like to bother you and you’d only tried to tell her a dozen times that it wasn’t a bother, and that you wanted to make sure she was comfortable. She’d done a good job since her second trimester, but now you’re nervous again. When you see her gaze dart away from you and to the duo on the ground that was whining at this point, you realize that something was off.

“I started having them yesterday, but they stopped fairly quickly so I thought it was nothing.”

You’re probably staring at her incredulously, but you don’t notice as you try to think about where the bag you’d packed for your sudden emergency trip to the hospital is located. It was already in the car, wasn’t it?

“You’ve been having contractions since yesterday?”

Wanda shakes her head as she tries to explain better because she can tell you’re panicking and she doesn’t want that. You don’t need to panic about this, it’s fine.

“No, just for about an hour, but then they came back just now. They’ve stopped though.”

You shoot your wife an appraising look before you nod in understanding. You look back to the food that’s out and you decide that you’re going to make breakfast. You say this and Wanda tries to argue but you shake your head before leading her over to the counter to sit down.

“If you want you can help from here, but I can handle it, Wands.”

She just sighs in defeat and you can’t help but smile victoriously as you finally take a second to greet your dogs. You scratch the two of them at once because despite learning to get along, they are very jealous whenever the other one gets attention. You’re only a little worried about how they’ll react to a baby taking all of your time.

“Hello my handsome boys, were you keeping your mommy company?”

They both try to lick you and you laugh before waving them away toward your wife. They’re not allowed to be in the kitchen and they know this, but sometimes you aren’t super strict. You’ve been trying to do better since Wanda was moving slower and didn’t need to be tripping on your dogs. She’s almost tripped over Boone when he’d snuck up on her while she was cooking once, and you’d freaked out.

You loved your pets, even Fletcher, but you had become increasingly stressed by the idea of them adjusting to your newborn. You knew none of them would be alone with them, but they were all young and energetic creatures that sometimes didn’t understand calm. You had a feeling it would be fine, and there would just be an adjustment period. However, as the vet and the main caretaker of the fur children, you felt responsible for them and their behavior. You watch as the duo leave you and walk over to Wanda who reaches down to pet them with a smile. She’s glad that Boone and Rogue were able to get past their initial disagreements and they were almost as close as Boone and Fletcher at this point. The older shepherd had gravitated more towards Wanda once he became more comfortable with you two and especially once you moved back home.

He was often found at Wanda’s side no matter where she was, and you loved that she had a good relationship with him. You would have felt guilty if both dogs had gravitated towards you. You finish washing your hands and turn to the stove which lets you face your wife and you can’t help but smile as she coos at the duo at her feet. She pats her lap as you’re mixing the eggs and you watch as both Boone and Rogue try to jump up to put their feet in Wanda’s lap.

They grumble at each other in annoyance but Wanda shifts so she can accommodate both of them and they stretch so they can lick her face in a sloppy kiss.

“Good boys. You’re going to be such good older brothers, hmm?”

The dogs just whine in response and you laugh as you check to make sure the pan in front of you is hot before pouring the eggs in. You consider what Wanda says as you start to stir absentmindedly. You imagine the three of you all cuddling with your pets as a big happy family and you find yourself smiling. It’s all you’ve ever wanted, to have a large family with your wife and be able to enjoy a life separate from the mob. You’re sure raising kids will be stressful, but as long as it’s not life-or-death stressful you’re ready for it.

“Y/n. “

You hum slightly in acknowledgement as you turn off the stove once the eggs are finished. You’ll let Wanda eat these while you make her bacon and then you’ll make yourself some. You realize that Wanda hasn’t responded and you frown slightly as you look up to see her staring at you with a slightly panicked look.

“What? What is it?”

Wanda looks down to her stomach and then the floor where the dogs are both sniffing a small puddle and she tries to take a deep breath.

“I think my water just broke.”

Natasha Romanoff was bored and it wasn’t even 9am. She had gotten up at 4 as usual, gone for her normal run and trained with her sister already. She didn’t have anything scheduled until 10, but she hated to just sit around and do nothing. It was Saturday and she should be happy to have time to relax before her day really begins. She’d spoken with Pietro yesterday, and there was way too little to do for a Saturday. She’s not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, but she’s trying to figure out what she can do to fill her day when her phone rings.

She sighs as she reaches for the device with an uninterested look. She expected something work-related, but she sees it’s you and she’s quick to answer it. She sits up with a smile.

“Hey, Y/n, what’s up?”

You try to sound as calm as possible because you are really trying not to worry too much. You know that Wanda will pick up on your stress which will only increase her own, so you speak in an almost uninterested tone as you continue to speed down the road.

“Hey, Nat. I have a favor to ask if you don’t mind.”

You glance over to Wanda to see that she’s breathing deeply and trying not to flinch in pain as her contractions continue.

“Sure kid, what do you need?”

You clear your throat before speeding through a yellow light. This is a normal thing for you, so you’re not showing any signs of stress at all. Definitely not.

“Well Wanda’s in labor, and I was wondering if you could meet us at the clinic.”

Nat doesn’t register your words completely given your almost lackadaisical attitude and she just nods in confirmation. It only takes her a second to curse and jump up and find her keys before she’s rushing out the door.

“She is? Wow, ok. We’ll be there soon!”

You and Wanda had discussed at length where you should go for the redhead to give birth. The compound had been your first thought, but Wanda didn’t want that. She found it stressful to go to work where people would undoubtedly hear or see she was pregnant. She’d only been so willing to be pregnant because you both agreed to keep it a secret for as long as possible. This meant not visiting the compound after a few months when she started showing, and then not spending time out in public until they were born. You’d gone along with it because you wanted Wanda and your baby to be as safe as possible.

For this reason, you and Wanda were on the way to a smaller, private clinic that had agreed to host her when the time came. It only took the doctor you’d chosen knowing about it for the entire thing to be possible. She owned the clinic and was a good friend from a former life that could guarantee anonymity for the two of you.

Your first call had been to her to make sure that today worked, not like there was much of a choice given how things were progressing, and she’d said that she was already at work. She’d told you to come on in, but not to hurry because it sounded like it could still be a while before the baby came. You’d told Wanda this and she’d relaxed as much as possible with the sharp pains continuing to surprise her.

“Thanks, Nat.”

When you and Wanda arrive, you’re only a little surprised to see that Nat and Yelena are there already. You smile at them before you hurry to get out of the car so you can help your wife. You can tell that she’s in pain and you hate that there’s not much you can do about it. Well there’s not really anything you can do about it unless you count asking the doctor for an epidural or pain meds stat.

“Hey, Nat. Yelena. Thanks for coming so quickly.”

The duo just nods and Nat’s smiling as she helps you open the passenger-side door and reach for your wife. Wanda’s smiling but it looks vaguely like a grimace as she greets her friends who despite not showing it, in Yelena’s case at least, are excited to be here with you two.

The family has only been waiting for years to have the two of you to have a kid, and now that it was happening, they were over the moon. Wanda waddles her way across the short distance from the car to the clinic doors. Everything had already been arranged and the group of four were met by a nurse and quickly led to a room.

“Good morning, everyone. Are we ready to have a baby?”

You watch as Wanda smiles slightly as she nods in confirmation. You assist her as she’s walking and you feel your heart rate start to pick up at the realization that it’s happening. You’re about to have a baby.

“Y/n?”

Wanda’s voice breaks through your slightly panicked state and you turn to her as you help her sit down on the exam table. She’s shooting you a worried look and you frown automatically because she shouldn’t be worried right now. You want her to be as calm as possible for this sure to be stressful and physically draining process. You’re going to do your best to make sure this happens.

“Yes?”

“Are you okay?”

The question seems ridiculous to you given that your wife is the one who is about to push a baby out of her. You nearly laugh at her question but you realize why she’s asking as soon as you nod in answer.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m great. So ready for this.”

You wait as patiently as possible as things get set up and Wanda is examined. You are grateful that there’s a privacy screen because some of the noises you hear are making you nauseous. You feel like a wimp but you’re tired and you are a vet for a reason. You do your best to hide any sign of discomfort as you squeeze Wanda’s hand with a smile.

“How are you feeling, my love?”

The redhead smiles at you despite the fact that the strengthening of her contractions makes her head swim. She is glad to have you here with her despite your reservations, and she’s only a little worried about how long this is going to take.

“I’m okay, thank you for being here with me.”

You lean over to kiss your wife as you glance to your friends who are in the doorway only occasionally glancing in. You know that at least Yelena is as squeamish as you are, and Nat’s on the phone with someone, probably Pietro. She’ll keep him updated and he won’t come until closer to the delivery time. Wanda will be stressed if he’s here too early because he’s bound to rile her up one way or another. Not to mention, the older Maximoff surely doesn’t want to see this part.

“Of course, Wands. I wouldn’t be anywhere else.”

Of course, as you say this you consider what you left at home and how you’re certain that someone is going to have to check on your pets. You can’t help but smile and Wanda’s watching you so she doesn’t miss it. She shoots you a curious look that turns a little pained as a particularly strong contraction hits her.

“What’s with the smile?”

You turn back to Wanda and you take a moment to brush the stray hairs from her face with a smirk.

“I was just thinking about how the boys have certainly eaten your eggs and bacon at this point. Fletcher probably helped.”

Wanda’s eyes widen as you mention your quick departure and how you hadn’t taken time to clean up breakfast before heading here. You’re not really worried. You’re more amused than anything, but Wanda is starting to stress which makes you realize you should have kept this particular thought to yourself.

“Oh no! Fletcher is going to be blocked, and the dogs are going to vomit and--.”

You shake your head as you squeeze her hand and try to distract her from the frantic thoughts as she imagines the chaos that could be happening at home right now. You kiss her cheek before reminding her that you have a lot of family, and you’d already asked someone to check on the kids at home.

“No, no. Everyone will be fine. Piet’s going to check on them. You just focus on here and now, okay Wands?”

The next five hours feel like 10 as you and Wanda wait to meet your baby. Wanda is honestly the one doing all the work, and you’re just sitting by her side as she nearly breaks your hand and cries off and on. It’s a relatively easy labor despite its seemingly daunting length, but Wanda delivers a healthy baby girl and you couldn’t be happier.

You’re exhausted, but you know that compared to your wife you had an easy time. She’s sleeping now after you reassured her that you would look after your baby, and the whole family is standing in the room as they all look at the new addition to the family.

“Oh my god.”

“She’s so tiny.”

“Are you going to tell us her name, kid?”

You can’t help but smile as you shake your head as you stand and pass your daughter to her uncle first. He’d been running back and forth between here and your house to check on your pets and to make sure he wasn’t in the way. The only ones who’d hung out for the entire time was Steve as he stayed nearby to make sure nothing went wrong. He’d been on guard for so long that he was nearly falling asleep where he stood. It’s only after Pietro was finished cooing over his niece for now that Steve perked up. The baby was passed to him and he jumped slightly as he tightened his hold on the little one.

He didn’t want to imagine what would happen to him if he’d dropped her.

“Not yet guys. Wands wants to be awake to break the news, so I wouldn’t hold your breath.”

You smile slightly as you turn away from your precious bundle that looked miniscule in Steve’s arms to look to your wife. Wanda finally looked relaxed and you brushed some of her hair out of her face. She was sweaty and undoubtedly sore, but you were going to let her sleep for a while.

Nurses would come back and take your daughter for a bit, and although you planned on staying with Wanda, you’d asked Nat to go with her and not let her out of her sight.

It was unlikely, but you wouldn’t put it past someone to try and kidnap your baby and you’d rather be paranoid than heartbroken.

Pietro sighs dramatically, but its effect is dimmed by the fact that he’s still beaming. He’s so happy for his sister, and you, because you’d waited so long for this. You finally had a kid and he couldn’t wait to spoil her. Pietro says this and everyone laughs as Yelena finally gets her turn with her niece as well. She looks to the little squishy chubby face and she falls in love immediately. She kisses her cheek before turning at the sound of the door opening behind them. She sees some nurses in scrubs and realizes that they need to do their thing. She hates to let her go, but she knows she’ll be in good hands as her sister follows the trio out of the room.

“She’ll be plenty spoiled with all of the family she has.”

Wanda’s still groggy a few hours later when she wakes up to an unexpected presence on her chest. She frowns slightly and is about to shift and roll over when she feels a hand on her arm. She opens her eyes to see you holding her still as you meet her gaze with a smile before looking back to your daughter who’s nursing.

“Sorry, she was getting fussy. Little one has an attitude already.”

Wanda smiles at this as she looks to where her daughter is cocooned in blankets and being held against her chest by her wife as she feeds. She reaches out to hold her, and at that moment she realizes how tired she still is. Her arms are sore and she almost drops them until she hears her daughter coo as her eyes open.

“Hi there little one.”

Wanda smiles widely and tearfully as she takes a moment to interact with her baby. You just watch in admiration as your daughter tries to follow your wife’s hand. She blinks and you almost cry when Wanda starts to cry again. You’re sure she has a headache from how much stress she’s been under and how much she’s cried. You’re glad to at least see that she looks happy, and you sigh in relief as you sit down next to your two girls.

“How are you feeling, love?”

Your hand is still on Wanda’s arm and she sighs happily as she turns to you with a smile. You move closer so you’re able to kiss her cheek, and she hums happily before turning back to the little bundle that’s fallen asleep at this point.

“I’m great, detka. I’m so happy…and tired.”

You smile at this and nod in understanding before looking around to see if there was anyone nearby. You are sure that Wanda would like to go home and sleep, but you honestly can’t remember if she’s supposed to stay here for a while. You are sure your friends are lurking around somewhere, at least Steve and Bucky, and you grab your phone before offering Wanda a sympathetic smile.

“I bet. You did so well though. Do you want me to see when we can go home?”

Wanda nods tiredly and you start to dial Steve’s number when you notice someone walk by the door. They glance in quickly so as not to see anything they shouldn’t but once they realize the coast is clear they’re shooting both you and Wanda a smile.

“Hey there. How’s it going in here?”

Wanda turns at the sound of her friend’s voice and she smiles as she shrugs half-heartedly. You wave Bucky in and smile as you watch him look to your daughter who you still haven’t called by her name yet. You and Wanda had talked about potential names once you realized that you were having a girl. You didn’t want to know initially, you liked the idea of being surprised, but Wanda had been adamant about needing to properly prepare, so you’d given in. In the end, the only difference between preparing for a girl vs a boy was the name. You bought many pink things, blue things, and everything in between.

Both you and Wanda were on the same page about raising a kid. You wanted to do it together and you wanted to do it in a way that would give your child a freedom that neither of you had.

“We’re getting a little tired. I was about to see when they’re all good to leave.”

Bucky nods at this as he looks over his shoulder briefly before smiling as he steps a little closer. Wanda’s stopped nursing at this point and you’re helping her hold your snoozing baby as you wait for an update. Bucky says that he’ll figure this out and he disappears leaving you to turn your attention back to your tired wife.

“We’ll get out of here soon, okay? Then you can rest as much as you want.”

Wanda smiles at this and thinks about arguing, but she stops herself when she realizes you could be telling the truth. Despite just having a baby and both of you being exhausted, you would be shocked if you didn’t get a chance to rest after this. Yelena had left earlier with a vague comment about picking up a few things, and Nat had gone with her. Pietro was back at your house and you wouldn’t be surprised if by the time you got there your friends had shown up.

They’d been adamant about helping you both once the baby arrived, and you couldn’t be more grateful. Despite wanting to spend every second with her, you are truly exhausted and would like to sleep for the next 6 days. Wanda doesn’t have that luxury, but she can still rest between feedings and take some time to recover.

You had underestimated the toll that being pregnant would take on her, and labor had somehow been more intense. You knew that she was fighting the need to sleep now as you watch her eyes flutter closed periodically. You were certain that once you got home and you were in a safer place, she’d pass out. You can’t help but reach out for her and wipe some of the sweat from her brow as you lean further into her.

“Is there anything I can do for you, Wands?”

She smiles sleepily before shaking her head and glancing at you with tired eyes before checking on her daughter.

“No thank you. You being here right now is all I need. I might fall asleep if we can’t leave soon though.”

You laugh at this and despite what you assumed earlier; Wanda does actually fall asleep right before you’re given the green light to leave. You wake her up briefly so she knows that she’s heading home, and you help her into a wheelchair before taking your family home. Steve and Bucky confirmed your suspicions that everyone is at the house, and you smile before shooting your sleepy wife a knowing look.

“That’s great. We’ll officially introduce everyone to her.”

When you’d said this, you had meant the members of your family that were people. However, now that you sat beside Wanda on the couch as the redhead carefully held your daughter out for your dogs to greet, you realize that they were an important part of this process as well. You’re pleased when Boone and Rogue sniff your daughter and don’t seem to mind the new presence in the house. Whether or not this will continue as time passes, you’ll just have to see, but for now the duo just sit at Wanda’s feet and watch as the rest of the family interacts.

“So are you going to finally tell us her name?”

This comes from Pietro who’s sitting in one of the chairs across from them with an expectant look. He’s still smiling and you’re sure that his face hurts especially after Wanda breaks the news. You honestly didn’t have a strong preference for names like she did. Your family was unfortunately mostly gone at this point, and despite wanting to remember them, you didn’t feel the need to borrow their names. Wanda on the other hand was a little more attached to the idea of giving your daughter a meaningful name, and you had no problems with this. You smile as she sits up a little and tells her brother, your friends and your dogs who are all paying close attention to you two the name she’d chosen.

“Everyone, meet Natalya Y/l/n- Maximoff.”

Everyone’s face lights up and Yelena has to bite back her initial retort of jealousy when she realizes who your daughter is named after. Although it’s very close to her sister’s name, she recognizes the twins’ mother’s name. Pietro smiles widely as he stands up to hug his sister, and he nearly trips over the dogs as he collapses next to the younger, tired Maximoff.

"That’s perfect, sestra.” He says something else in their first language that you vaguely understand. You watch as Wanda smiles brightly and kisses her brother’s cheek in thanks. He then turns his attention to his niece to play with her little fingers.

You watch him for a moment before your attention goes to your smiling friends. You can tell they are all pleased and you wonder how you’re going to tell them that you have not chosen godparents in an official way. You and Wanda had both decided that your family was unconventional and this should be no different. She wants all of your family to have important roles in your daughter’s life, so they were all going to be unofficial, official guardians.

You hug them all and Yelena sneaks behind Wanda to try and get Natalya’s attention. She can’t help but reach out and try to poke the baby’s cheeks and you just laugh at this as you address Nat’s amused look.

“Is this going to get confusing?”

Wanda catches the tail end of this question, but you laugh before she can offer the solution you came up with. You shrug slightly as you claim that it won’t be that difficult to differentiate between the two.

“Nah, you’ll be big Nat while she’s little Nat.”

Nat laughs at this as she sits down on your other side and pulls you into another hug. You relax and feel your eyes start to grow heavy, but the sound of growling catches your attention. You sit up quickly to see what the problem is, but luckily Boone and Rogue are just fighting for your wife’s attention. You keep watching them as they come to an agreement and Rogue is allowed to put his head in Wanda’s lap while Boone just sits at her feet.

Wanda smiles as she reaches out to pet the shepherd’s head which makes him pant happily. He tries to nuzzle closer to her, but he realizes that Natalya’s in the way. He whines slightly but decides to take a different approach that surprises you.

“Ow, bud, what-?”

You cringe and watch in confusion as your dog climbs into your lap so he can get closer to your wife. You’d said that you were grateful that he liked Wanda so much, but this was slightly annoying. Luckily you were too tired to care and you sigh in defeat as Rogue’s tail wags as he licks Wanda’s face with another whine.

Wanda smiles and she goes to scratch her dog with both hands once Yelena decides that she wants to hold little Nat.

“Little Nat. You’re a cute little thing, aren’t you?”

Wanda quickly gets a face full of fur and you reach out for your other dog so he doesn’t feel too left out. You scratch him with a smile before looking to Steve and Bucky.

“I might need some help getting upstairs if this keeps up.”

You’re only half kidding because by the time that everyone gets their turn to cuddle with little Nat, both you and Wanda are asleep on the couch. You’re cuddled up with Rogue who is luckily no longer sitting directly on top of you. He’s curled up next to Wanda’s side and his head is on her leg as he goes between napping and watching everyone around him.

He knows all of these people and he likes them fine, but he’s not used to having them all in his house with his people and it’s stressing him out. He’s tense where he lies protectively next to his sleeping mothers, and he can’t help but want everyone to leave.

No one notices as he looks over to where Nat is placing little Nat in her small bed. Everyone moves over to the kitchen to get drinks and discuss getting some food and groceries for you two. They are coordinating who will do what when Rogue jumps off the couch and heads toward the sleeping baby. Boone is still lying at Wanda’s feet and he sits up and watches as Rogue sniffs around the bassinet. He barks in warning when the other shepherd sticks his face in, and everyone in the kitchen turns to see what’s wrong.

You and Wanda are still asleep, but when little Nat starts crying you wake up with a groan. By the time you look over to see what’s going on, Nat is beside your dog and reaching out for him as he continues to sniff the crying baby. You fly off the couch and unfortunately wake Wanda in the process as you hurry over to make sure nothing’s wrong.

“What is it? What happened?”

You quickly realize that little Nat is just scared, but you’re not sure what set her off. You look to Rogue who is whining slightly as he’s held still by Nat’s grip on his collar. Boone is up at this point to investigate and you quickly reach out for your baby with a frown.

“I think he just scared her.”

You’re not sure which dog Nat’s talking about, but you don’t get to ask before Rogue whines louder and tries to move closer to little Nat. You frown in confusion and maybe your brain is still a little foggy from sleep but you reach out for him with a smile and scratch his head.

“You can let him go, Nat.”

“Y/n!”

You didn’t realize that Wanda was up until she’s near shouting at you. She’s wide-eyed as she walks over to where you and the rest of your friends have started to gather. They’d abandoned their plans when the dogs started to wander around. They didn’t seem super interested in Natalya initially, but they knew they needed to keep a close eye on them. They’d only looked away for a second.

“Wands, it’s okay. He was just saying hi.”

Wanda looks to you and then your shepherds nervously as she tries to figure out if you’re telling the truth. Rogue is still looking at the calming baby in your arms as you rock her gently. You might be a little tired when you kneel down on the ground so your dogs can greet their new sister, but you’ve always been a good judge of character. Whether it be people or animals, you’ve always been able to tell what they intended to do.

“Y/n…”

Wanda has to stop herself from yanking you back to your feet, but you shoot her a smile as you promise that it’s fine. You just want to see what they’ll do and you know that Nat is only a breath away from grabbing Rogue again, so you’re not worried.

“He just wants to make her feel better, isn’t that right, Rogue?”

The shepherd continues to smell the still sniffling baby before he throws out his long tongue and licks little Nat’s face. Your daughter’s eyes widen as if to say ‘what was that!?’ and you can’t help but smile as Nat sneezes when Rogue’s fur rubs against her face. You pull your daughter away and hand her over to your wife who you know is dying to look her over. You sigh as you reach out for your dog and pet him with a smile. You look over to both Nats, the younger one is sleeping in her mother’s arms, and you can’t help but lean over to kiss her before doing the same to your dog.

“I knew you’d be a good big brother.”

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Breaking Point

𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: Breaking Point

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: Marvel/MCU

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(𝐬)/𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩(𝐬): Wanda Maximoff x Reader

𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞: N/A

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 850

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Yelling, arguing, break up, toxic Wanda, toxic-ish Reader, Angst

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You are done ripping yourself apart to keep you and Wanda together.

𝐀𝐍: Random angst while I finish editing all these multi-chapter fics I wanna post. I am an unfortunate perfectionist. I may continue this in the future or I may never touch it again. Let me know what y’all think <3

“I have no reason to sit here and believe that you want nothing to do with me!” Wanda exclaimed, her hands and arms extended at her sides. “You expect me to think you don’t care for me? That you-” She scoffs. “What? That you don’t love me?!”

You gave no response and simply gripped the strap of your duffle bag so tight that your knuckles lightened. She chuckled but it was void of humor. You shifted your weight from one leg to the other and spoke after her outburst.

The living room of your once organized and aesthetically pleasing home was a mess. Couch cushions thrown around, the coffee table knocked over, a broken vase and the wilting flowers that once sat in them laid; abandoned on the ground to die. Just like your relationship.

“I don’t want to leave you—Then don’t— but I don’t want to burn myself to the ground to keep you warm.” You scowled. “It took me packing my shit for you to partially own up to the way you’ve been neglecting me these last few months.”

Screaming and throwing things didn’t work and clearly weren’t the solution; bargaining is all she has left. “Okay, but baby don’t go…I love you; you know that.” She took small steps towards you as if she were approaching a wounded animal on the side of the road. “We can work things out and come back stronger than before.”

Your eyes didn’t bother to push any tears to the surface the same way Wanda’s did. That’s when you knew it was time for you to leave, when you became numb to it all. Numb towards her jokes. Numb towards you being dragged around like a prize rather than a person. Numb to her canceling dates last minute only to see her posting her outings with her friends on social media the same day. Numb to her flirting with people when you were a few feet away. Numb to her love. All of it. You stopped caring and knew that would inevitably lead to you hurting each other. And that was the only thing you were certain you wanted to avoid. Dragging things along, longer than they needed to be.

You sighed then shook your head. “I don’t want to work on it anymore. I don’t want to work on anything, I’m tired of being everything to you when it’s convenient and me seeing you as everything and treating you as everything no matter how many times you’ve hurt me. And regardless of the number of times you’ve let me down—it’s like you’re going down a list and saying hmm ‘what else can I do that will cause them trust issues but ultimately won’t make me single again.’ Like you purposefully have been going out of your way to test my boundaries and push me to the point of complacency and you expect me to sit here and take it and believe you’ll change again? If I was enough for you, I wouldn’t need to be so docile for you to be with me and if you are enough for me, I wouldn’t be reaching my breaking point in such an exhausting manner. You’re not just disrespecting me but the love I have for you is making me disrespect myself. I love you Wanda Maximoff…but you don’t love me and I’m not waiting around for you to start when I love me more than I’ll ever love you.”

Wanda opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. She sobbed and covered her face with her hands as she finally accepted that she lost you. She ruined the one consistent person relationship she had in her life.

Your shoulders sagged as you turned away and walked out the door. Your mind and your heart battling as you begged yourself not to run and comfort her. It would be so easy to turn around and apologize and say that the two of you could work it out. The easy way is not always the right way. Natasha stood outside; leaning on the moving truck with a lit cigarette in her hand. She brought it up to her mouth a final time, inhaled then threw it on the ground and pressed her boot on it. She knows you don’t like cigarettes and didn’t want to make your mood worse from the smell.

“Sorry, I’ll leave the windows down for a bit.” She opened the passenger door then ran around to the drivers side and hopped in.

The truck roared to life, the two of you sat in silence as Natasha pulled out of the complex you and Wanda’s condo was in. Natasha spoke once she was a few miles away.

Without looking at you she asked, “Wanna talk about it?”

Your tears came rushing to the surface all at once. You released a shaky sigh, intertwined your arms and leaned your head on her shoulder. “Nope.” Your giggle was watery and filled with pain.

Natasha leaned down and kissed the top of your head then leaned her head on your own. “Okay.”

#wanda maximoff x reader #angst fic #toxic wanda maximoff #reader isn't toxic imo just standing up for themselves #natasha romanoff #Natasha is a good friend #wanda maximoff #I could continue this but I do feel the ending is good enough to leave it up without worrying about whether I'll ever update it again #idt I mentioned any pronouns #y'all seem to love my drabbles so I hope y'all enjoyed this one #marvel #wanda x reader #wanda x y/n #<333 #first stand alone wanda fic I've posted and its angst wow...#I hope everyone is doing well :)

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Routine ii

Mini Series

Wanda Maximoff x Fem! Reader

Summary: Routines can get tiring quickly, especially when you’re the only one working towards keeping them.

Word Count: 1239 approx

A/n: Long time no see this series has finally made a comeback. I love it! See you all again soon love y’all loads <3. I hope you enjoy reading this.

Things didn’t go as Wanda had planned in the morning either. She had woken up early to make you both breakfast, but you were already up by the time she made her way down. You were looking solemn staring into your coffee mug. “Good morning.” she said as she sat down in front of you. The only sign that you had heard her was a small nod you sent her way. “Is this relationship easy for you?” You asked your voice, monotone and your eyes analytical. “What?”

Wanda was dumbfounded by your question. “Is this…” You signaled between the two of you. “Easy for you.” You repeat yourself. “I-i” Wanda hadn’t had any problem, she hadn’t felt any discourse, but the way you were looking expectantly at her told her otherwise. She wasn’t speechless much longer as her phone rang a couple of seconds after. When she saw the number she didn’t hesitate to answer. “Yes, yeah I’ll be right in.” You scoffed tossing your mug into the sink haphazardly not really caring how much noise you made. Wanda felt the determination radiating from you, but before she could even hang up the phone you were out the door.

At this point all you wanted was to make things easier on yourself. You left and just walked, and walked, and walked. You didn’t stop until your tired state finally caught up with you, you didn’t quite know where you were, but you were sure you could make your way back if you needed to. Kate was the first to reach out, this was the obvious choice, Wanda knew she could always get answers out of Kate, Kate being one of your closest friends.

Then came Natasha, weirdly enough she seemed genuinely shaken, finally came Tony. Wanda worked fast and you admired that about her. She worked fast, but it could never be enough would it? Tony’s text was straightforward and to the point. “I know where you are, would it kill you to text your wife and let her know that you’re fine?” You rolled your eyes, but conceded that point and shoot Wanda a text. “I’m fine you can stop the search party. I’ll be home, I’m sure there are more important things you have to deal with today.”

After you sent the text you started making your way home. Allowing yourself to get lost in the city you loved. Slowly but surely you made it to an avenue that you recognized and quickly made your way home after that. You saw many things on your walk. Houses, schools, kids laughing, couples holding hands smiling at each other. It all made you smile, but soon thereafter left an empty feeling inside you. As you made it back to your building you made your way up the stairs not really wanting to be back home, if you could even call it that.

Any place with Wanda always felt like home, but now it all felt so bitter, empty, and cold. Before your keys could even open your door it twisted open. “Where have you been?” The question wasn’t reproachful, but you could tell that there was more going on underneath. “Nowhere…” You answered truthfully, you hadn't actually gone to any place in particular. She scoffs lightly, nodding, clearing the doorway letting you enter. “Clearly you’ve been nowhere. You had me worried Y/n you made me miss the briefing I had with Furry! All because you went nowhere?”

You can’t help but scoff. “A meeting that I told you, you could attend. Important things and all..” You throw in her face, and she doesn’t seem to appreciate it. “Okay Y/n just spit it out already! Whatever this is, it's holding me back so let's get it out of the way.” You can’t help but chuckle thinking back to a couple of months, when your colleagues were still trying to talk you into not passing up that promotion. How vehemently you denied the idea thinking of the time that new position would take away. You weren’t ready to give up yet back then. “I’m holding you back!?” You say tiredly. “That’s rich coming from you! I’ve always dropped everything for you… always.” Tears stream down your face as the words come out. “I never asked you to Y/n! I never asked for any of this!”

Your eyes snapped towards her, you watched her intently and wiped your tears away. Something flipped in that moment, she could feel it. You were right in front of her, but you’ve never felt so far. All you did was nod. “Fine.” There were so many things that you wanted to say, more so yell at her, but what would that bring? Nothing, it was no longer worth it. You’d realized it, you just had to wait for her to realize it’d be easier that way in the end..

“Fine?” She repeated trying to scan your eyes. You nodded averting your eyes from hers. “I’m going to shower, and sleep.” It was all you had said before you made your way, making an effort to walk around her. She nodded and tried to stifle the growing feeling of dread within her. She couldn’t do that, not when she realized that you weren't going to bed with her, when she saw the guest room door closed. She somehow managed to convince herself that it would all be fine, but did she really believe that?

No she realized it when again she woke up alone in her bed, and with you nowhere to be seen. Another note left on the kitchen table for her. ‘Work called me in, don’t wait for me.’ It was simple yet she couldn’t help but read into it. She knew she said some harsh things yesterday, and you just took it. Why, was her question. You had given it much thought that night, that morning you would go to your boss and ask for that promotion beg if you had to. Much to your surprise you begging was not involved, your boss was glad she got to end the search for a new candidate, and happily gave into your request. This promotion was something that you hadn’t even discussed with Wanda. It was something that you felt didn’t merit a conversation. You’d never jeopardize your relationship, your marriage like that. There was only room for one of you to work crazy hours and travel for work.

But she never asked you for that consideration, she never asked you to put your goals and your aspirations on hold for her. So you didn’t see the reason to keep doing it, something did change that night. Wanda saw it all unfold painfully slow in the days to follow. How your drawers slowly emptied, how your side of the closet started to look bare. The fact that your side of the bed was still intact after a week. How now it seemed that she was always missing you now. Wanda was feeling incomplete while you were just going on with your life like nothing was off. Like if everything between you meant nothing it hurt. Watching you hesitate before you put your ring back on after washing the dishes, more so when she remembers how much you used to rush to get the ring back on. How she herself had to convince you to take it off in the first place. It hurt…

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I'm not sure if your box is request open rn but if it is, can you write a one shot based on that one scene in dr:mom where stephens getting ready and right after he uses magic to fix his tie, the reader walks in and asks "do you need help with your tie?" because the reader always does his tie for him since his hands are y'know funkied up

Stephen was about to say no but then saw the dress the reader was wearing for the wedding and shuts himself up. He literally pulls down his tie and then asks for help with this stupid smile on his face. The reader didn't pay attention and of course helps him with the tie. During that time, stephen just stares at her, his hands holding onto her waist or smthg and asks about what the reader thinks about getting married.

Sorry if i wrote too much info, i needed to get out as much scenario's in my head cause my exams are in a couple weeks. the perks of being a woman in stem. Plus the lack of doctor strange fics is driving me up the wall :D

Your reflection | s.s.

Pairing: Stephen Strange x fem!Avenger!reader

Summary: Christine’s getting married and you’re going to the wedding with your boyfriend, Stephen Strange, aka her ex. Is he still in love with her or does he want to marry you? Maybe it’s time for you to find that out.

Warnings: fluff, some angst if you squeeze, one suggestive joke at the end, established relationship, spoilers from the MOM trailer I guess

Word count: 1K

A/N: hi! I had so much fun while writing this request!! I love some good old fluff. If you wanna be tagged in my fics or if you have any request, just write them into my inbox. Feedback is always appreciated by a writer! Hope y’all like it. Enjoy! x

Tags: thanks to @mochamori for the request, hope you like it!

Stephen looked into the mirror only to see his tired reflection exchange a glance with him. He shouldn’t have accepted the invitation, but you insisted. So now he had to participate to his ex-girlfriend’s wedding with his current one. That was insane. Absolutely insane. At first, Star-Lord suggested him that it was a plan of yours to discover if he was still in love with Christine. Stephen didn’t agree with that, but he didn’t think that you wanted to come either, so he got confused. Then Wanda came with another idea: you were just being kind to her, because you wanted to study her face on the altar, in order to understand if she was still in love with Stephen. And well, Stephen was definitely upset after that. Turned out, that you just wanted to go to their buffet and you were also friends with Christine. That explanation seemed to convince Stephen, but not entirely, since you weren’t a nurse but an Avenger and there was no way in the world – no, in the universe – that you could have met Christine by chance. You had probably become friends with the enemy some time ago using your smart skills. This is why Stephen had so much trouble into fixing his tie (and also because his hands were trembling), so he decided to use some magic on it.

That was when you came along. You knocked at the door, gently, then you entered into the room with a calm smile on your face. He saw your reflection in the mirror, by his side and he thought that you were stunning. An intense sense of warmth expanded into his chest: you were perfect, the person he had always dreamt of to be with. The girl of his dreams.

“Do you need help with your tie?” You asked, kindly. “Oh, wait…”

Stephen untied it immediately, showing you a childish grin on his face. You chuckled.

“Apparently, yes,” he answered.

So you began to fix his tie again, while his hands were slowly sliding onto your waist. You were wearing a fabulous dress, something that made you appear like you were the one getting married, maybe on the beach, with him, that’s why he asked you for some help to fix the tie. You were adjusting it, your fingertips moving so slow, he thought that he wanted them to caress his cheeks and not a stupid piece of clothing. Maybe he would have liked you to do that for the rest of his life. No, he wanted that.

“What do you think about Christine getting married?” He asked, abruptly.

“Well, it’s cute. She’s gonna wear a beautiful dress and the church is pretty nice, I helped her to arrange everything as you know. I didn’t meet the guy, but she always says that she’s happy, so…”

“No, I mean, what do you think about getting married?” He interrupted you.

You furrowed your brows, your tongue between your teeth, while you were focused on the tie.

“I don’t know Stephen, I never thought about that,” you said.

He observed you and something in your eyes was off. Your hands had even began to shake, when they were always still and firm.

“You’re lying,” he replied, tilting his head.

“What do you mean? I don’t lie”.

“You lie all the time to Wanda, when you steal her stupid yogurt from the fridge. Now tell me what’s going on,” he said, holding your hand, leaving the tie almost fixed.

You swallowed, remaining quiet. Stephen knew that you wanted to get married, because why the hell would you help anybody to prepare a wedding with so much dedication, if you don’t even like the idea of it? You were the kind of person that did things because you wanted to do them, not because you were forced to. Something was bothering you and he wanted to know what it was.

“We’ve been together for how long, uh? It seems a lot of time to me, but time seems to shrink when I’m with you. Once I thought that I was just a replacement because you couldn’t have Christine and I was okay with it,” you said, then he tried to interrupt you, but you kept going. “I was okay with it. But then, something switched and now I can’t think straight when we’re together. Getting married means everything to me, because I thought about it for all my childhood. It would be an honor to me to have somebody like you by my side, no, to have you by my side, whether it’s in a church or on the beach, I don’t care. We could even just live together forever in this apartment and I would be okay with it, as long as we remain in love. But here’s the question: are you really in love with me?” You say. He had stared at your eyes for long enough to see them being filled up with tears. His heart ached for you. “Because I can sacrifice the wedding of my dreams for you, but I can’t stay with somebody who wants another woman by their side,” you added.

Then, he squeezed your hands and you finally looked into his eyes, while some tears were sliding on your face.

“It would be my honor, to marry you, Y/N,” Stephen said and you gave him a brief smile. “There wouldn’t be anything better to me than spend my life with my best friend, a beautiful woman that happens to be patient enough to bear with me,” he said and you chuckled. “And don’t ever try to think again that I don’t feel something for you, because you would underestimate yourself and I don’t want you to do that”.

You nodded.

“Will do,” you said, then you fixed his tie for good. “Now you’re ready”.

“Thank you. Oh, this dress? It would look better on the floor,” Stephen said and you blushed.

“Stephen!”

He laughed, then he thought about his friends and he realized it: Star-Lord was right. Well, too bad he would have never knew that.

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young - wanda maximoff

a/n: I present to you another story adapted from a personal script! hope y’all enjoy this one. i do plan on this being ANOTHER wanda au series, i do have a canon divergence fic coming tho💁🏽‍♀️

Pairing: Actor!Wanda Maximoff x Actor!Musician!Reader

Feb. 2007

It was Wanda and Pietro’s 18th birthday, and all she wanted was to have a nice dinner with your brother and girlfriend. Fortunately they did, and it was fun. Since she was richer, it was easier to swindle drinks, and get what they all wanted. After they’d finished, they of course had an onslaught of paparazzi waiting for them.

“WANDA! ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT YOUR NEW TATTOOS?” Wanda smirked, turning around to reveal butterfly tattoo above her butt, another one on her stomach. Y/N stays behind as Pietro is still trying to move through, lighting a cigarette, and a microphone is shoved in her face.

“ARE YOU AWARE OF YOUR CONTRIBUTION TO THE DECLINE OF AMERICAN YOUTH BY SHOWCASING YOUR SMOKING HABITS IN PUBLIC?” She scoffs lightly, turning to the interviewer, and blows a billow of smoke in his face. Wanda bites her lip with a look of amusement, grabbing her girlfriend’s hand.

She looked at her in awe, laughing as they descend into the black car, Y/N sitting in the passenger’s seat. Pietro runs around the back, pushing some of the paparazzi out of the way.

He starts the car, looking over at Y/N. “You’re gonna be all over the news after that, Y/NN.” Wanda laughs as the car begins to move. Y/N rolls down the window as some of the paparazzi are lightly tapped by the car. The girl pokes her head out with a large fake smile.

“Can y’all move of the f****ng way? Thank you!” The exclamation makes you giggle as the car pulls off. The car drives silently down the highway as Wanda rests her chin on the back of Y/N’s seat as the two hold hands. It’s not long before they reach a private beach with a single house on it. Pietro pulls into the house’s driveway, before looking over to Y/N. Neither notice how Wanda has fallen asleep on the seat.

:You girls be good, no sex on the love couch!” Pietro yells, making Y/N rolls her eyes, kissing Wanda’s hand as she exits the car to get into the trunk.

“It’s my house!” She yells as Pietro chuckles, but his thoughts move over to Wanda who softly snores, her neck in a weird angle. He softly taps her shoulders a few times, and she finally wakes up. Wanda blinks hard, rubbing her neck as she wakes up.

“Hmm?” Her brother smiles, pushing her, making her eyes widen with sleep. “We’re here, shorty.” Her face goes from tired and shocked, to a face of recognition as she looks over at the beach house. “Oh! Okay, thank you, Pietro.” She leans up, giving him a hug that he happily returns.

“Love you, chubbers.” Wanda groans, opening the door. As she does, she lightly taps Y/N’s butt. Y/N giggles lightly, before lugging their stuff up the small set of stairs. Wanda walks behind her, waving to her brother through the window.

“Love you, too. Tell Monica I said hi.” He gives her an air kiss, before looking over at Y/N. “Bye, Bye, Wandy!” Y/N turns away from opening the door to wave over at him. He pulls out of the driveway as Y/N finally opens the door, and Wanda grabs some of their stuff, walking into the house.

She uses her bicep to turn on the light, and it works the first time, allowing her to see the living room, as she walks into their shared room, dropping the bags in there. When she walks back, she watches Y/N. Her eyes wander as the older girl pours a bottle of alcohol into a separate cup. A smile graced her lips, as she kicked off her shoes, but neatly placed them at the top of the pit.

“You don't wanna sleep?” After the partying and heat equally tiring her out, she was utterly exhausted. Y/N chuckles with her back to Wanda, before walking over to the pit barefoot. She smiles over at Wanda who sits on the couch before accepting the drink. "You just slept.” Wanda takes a sip before placing it on the coffee table.

“I know, but I’m still tired. I just want us to relax, ya know?” Y/N groans, sitting down. “We can watch a movie, maybe?” Y/N suggests with a shrug. Wanda sighs, taking a sip of the water. She smiles, kissing Y?N on the cheek, thankful she only got alcohol for one. “I love you.” Y/N smiles wide, looking down at Wanda’s eyes.

They flutter lightly as she lets out a soft breath. Rubbing her shoulder, she sighs, noticing just how tired Michelle was. “Ok, we can go lay down. Let’s get you to bed, grandma.” Wanda chuckles, not even throwing back a retort as she lets Y/N drag her to the room. When they get to the room, Wanda collapses onto the bed, her head hitting the soft pillow with a moan from her lips.

Y/N walks away for a few seconds to grab a blanket from the closet. When she goes back to the bed, her lips quirk in a small grin as Wanda is already sound asleep. She walks over to the bed, placing the blanket on Wanda before placing a soft kiss on her head.

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@sayah13

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff au #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x you #wanda maximoff x reader au

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inkblot-inc · 1 year

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Jaws being in the middle of gaming and too impatient to open their water bottle so they just- bite the top off the water bottle, spot out the top and drink from the hole. Peter and Yelena find it hilarious and Jaws is kind of proud till Wanda and Nat find out.

We're all of the school of thought that this was not a basic plastic bottle, right? Right.

Jaws just tearing the reinforced cap off of their Yeti bottle in a mix of impatience having to unscrew the water bottle each time and frustration at currently losing in the Smash Bros stock match they were having with Yelena and Peter 😂

Fortunately, it wasn't their new Hydroflask but still-

#jaws au #jaws is a force to be reckoned with #jaws' pointy grill #jaws playing video games #jaws playing smash bros with peter and yelena #jaws is competitive #all three of them are so competitive tho my GOD-#peter has the upper hand because *experience*#yelena remembers combos super quick too #jaws using brute force and it's actually effective-#jaws being down to their last stock and getting huffy #like peter and yelena both have two still #that poor friggin water bottle T-T #jaws' water bottles all get modified for them *specifically* so they aren't cheap #nat is so *tired* y’all #wanda is *tired* y’all #wanda's sisterly duties are never done #jaws makes tony’s pockets hurt #peter parker #yelena belova #wanda maximoff #jaws maximoff #natasha romanoff #mutant!reader #natasha romanoff x reader #j.headcanons #ib/jaws #ink.yelena #ib-jc.

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jake-g-lockley · 2 years

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Good morning sorry if I bother you you can Marc Spector x fm!reader

Reader is depressed because I think the past ( reader is old avengers and widow ) and Marc she’s love so much and tell casual words

Sometimes Cliché is Okay (Marc Spector x fem!reader)

Masterlist | Spotify Playlist

Trigger Warnings: Violence, depressive episodes, PTSD, trauma, self destruction.

Ye ye ik thats Santi but Santi is basically mercenary Marc in my head atm and I love Oscar’s face in this xxx

Whoohoo another one. I’ve seen a similar one somewhere (if any of y’all find it please let me know). I hope you’re okay with me adding PTSD into the mix. Sorry about the lack of dialog lol. Anyway, keep the requests coming in <3

Parings: Marc Spector x fem!reader

Word Count: 900 words

A/N: How do I write these at top speed? I’m bored and I like it when people give me lil ideas :))) Also, much of the diagnostic criteria for depression and PTSD in this story are taken directly from the DSM-5 but again, it is not accurate to a single individual.

If you or anyone you know is suffering from mental health issues, please seek professional help. I just wanted to let you know that you are loved no matter what <3

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Have you ever felt like you were sinking into quicksand as the rest of the world is speeding past you? That's the only way you could describe the anguish that you were facing at the moment.

At a young age, you had your livelihood stripped away from you and it was hard to get out of the cycle of torture when you had no one to protect you. You were thrown around, like an object, like an apparatus to an experiment, a tool to something bigger.

The assassinations felt grousome at first but eventually it made you numb. Your judgment was clouded by the instructions you were given and at one point you did everything blindly. The things that they taught made you forget about yourself, about other people and it desensitized you and made you almost robotic.

After you dropped the entitlement of being a Widow, you were recruited to join the Avengers and you thought you found your purpose and you started to heal. Knowing that you were purposely saving lives with the skills that you possesed instead of destroying them gave you a sense of hope that you knew you might be able to get by.

However, the blip changed everything.

Everything you knew, everything you loved, was gone.

You witnessed the fall of Wakanda. You were there when you heard Wanda’s grueling and gut wrenching scream as Thanos tore the mind stone from Vision. You remember the snap that echoes deep inside your mind each time you try to close your eyes.

Nothing could drag you out of the misery post-blip. Those five years were the most fatiguing years you have ever had. The world was dipped into a whirlwind of chaos, millions of mourners, and every single one of them blamed the Avengers.

Afterall, are heroes really heroes if they can't protect the ones who could not defend themselves?

One day you lost it.

Steve Rogers found you curled up in the corner of your room in the Avenger’s compound. You were screaming, hysterically trying to get rid of the painful memories in your head. You had fought every single person who came into your room that horrible day and you trusted no one, the paranoia evident in your self-destructive ways.

Rogers, on the other hand, that man was made of steel. He patiently waited till you got tired and calmly made sure that you got the help that you needed.

You had to go for therapy for 3 months before you could come to terms with yourself without causing anymore self destruction. You denied your diagnosis for so long, as you tried to push away the issues you were having, hoping it wouldn’t catch up with you. You thought that your mind was stronger than the parasite that was consuming you. You eventually accepted that you were suffering from PTSD and had crippling depression.

It took months of healing after that, but bouts of depression would occasionally come around every now and then. You again had started to isolate yourself, until the day you met Marc Spector.

You didn’t know he was a vigilante / superhero at first, but you had your usual suspicions. He was the only one that made you feel like you were someone again. It was almost like he brought out the human in you again. But most importantly, he made you feel loved.

Every single thing he did would increase your love for him by tenfold. The way he would lose his contact lens in the sink too many times for his liking, the way he hummed while he cooked and the way he would drive you up the wall with his tickling.

He, of course, had his own problems, but he was a problem solver too. He had ingenious ways to combat the issues that he and you were facing. He didn’t treat you as if you were fragile, but when you broke, he was there to pick up the little pieces and put you back together.

Both of you have sleeping issues and would spend nights laying awake, staring at the ceiling until Marc would drag you to your feet and the both of you would dance in the silence, to your own rhythm in each other's arms. Sometimes, he would turn on some music and you would laugh at his silly moves as he shimmied around the apartment you shared.

When you felt horrible and couldn’t get out of bed, he would do everything in his power to make you feel comfortable. You learned to not argue but comply with his doings even when at times your guilt would consume you. He would bathe you, clothe you and feed you, making sure that you were well hydrated.

Sometimes, when you were ill, he would stay up for hours by your side, as you fell in and out of consciousness, changing the wet towels on your forehead or feeding you medicine.

When the night terrors struck, he would hold you for hours until you stopped shaking, soothing you with whispers of beautiful words of endearment as you sobbed into his nightshirt.

Slowly, you felt yourself getting much better, your trust in humanity slowly easing its way back into your world. You stopped ditching your therapy sessions and made sure you took your medication. He had a devotion for you and you also had a devotion to him and that pushed you to get better.

As cliché as it sounds, he was your knight in shining armor. But sometimes, the only thing that could save you from eternal pain is a cliché.

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Reblogs are appreciated <3 love you all so so much *muah*

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5-puthyyy · 2 years

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Build a Home (Chapter 1)

Hello! Some of y’all were probably expecting the next instalment of my Crusher series (if you’re new, check out my pinned post), BUT I have come with Milf!Wanda content instead ;) I only post on AO3 but for anyone cautious, it’s completely free and you do not need to make an account to comment/leave kudos :) There’s a little preview followed by the link down below! Enjoy!

Series Summary : Wanda Maximoff has been your best friend since she transferred to your high school from Sokovia, timid and reserved until you climbed over her high walls. 16 years later and you're as close as ever; you with an average job living an average life, alone; her with the perfect life with her husband and twin boys. But when you come home from work to find her in tears, your days start to feel more than just average...

Ch.1

An average day in the life of Y/N. Waking up with a tired sigh, you slide off your bed and fall onto the yoga mat that you laid out the night before. Or rather, the mat you laid out a couple of months ago and thought it convenient to keep there. Who would have thought after years of the heavy lifting in your youth to then working an office job for 10 years would give you lower-back problems?

Your eyes remain closed more from exhaustion than meditation as you stretch, moving into different positions mechanically. With every crack of your bones, you let out a soft groan of relief until your eyes open to the morning sun shining through the large floor-to-ceiling window of your apartment. The curtains automatically drag up 30 minutes after your first alarm so you don’t get blinded by the light first thing in the morning.

“Morning, Loki.” You mumble as he brushes against your legs, nestling into your lap. Brushing a hand through his dark fur as he purrs, you reach over to your desk and grab your phone. Frowning at the lack of notifications from one particular person, you shake your head and shrug it off, letting Loki jump off your lap as you rise to your feet.

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naturesapphic · 4 months

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ok you dont have to do it if your not comfortable but can you do where reader finds out nats a little and the reader takes her in as her mommy and nats has a very young headspace so she wets herself and has to waer diapers also no one knows and nat wants to keep it a secret.

sorry if you dont understand i fail english

It’s okay

Little!natasha romanoff x caregiver!fem!reader

Warnings: age regression, wetting diaper and fluff

Natasha and I have been dating for a few months now and lately she’s been kinda distant from me. She tells me that she values her alone time a lot and understand that but we barley spend time together anymore. Im getting tired of it and I need answers now. You pulled up to Natasha’s apartment and got her spare key she gave to you to unlock her door. When you went in, you saw Natasha in the living room with a onesie and a stuffed animal in her arms, watching bluey.

She looks up and sees you which causes her to get scared. “Hey hey baby it’s okay it’s just me..” you said slowly walking over to her. “I just wanted to come by and check in on you to see if you were okay…” you said slowly so you didn’t scare her even further than she was. “M-mommy?” Nat questioned and you looked at her confused until it hit you. Natasha was a little and she age regresses. You just thought nat was in a comfort thing but how she looked when you first walked in and the name she called you by. It all clicked in together in your mind.

“Yes babygirl. It’s mommy. I’m your mommy. Is that okay?” You asked her softly as you bent down to her level. She nodded her head yes at you and you smiled at her. “Good girl.” You said to her and she gave you a small smile then twisted her face in discomfort which worried you. “What’s wrong princess? Are you okay?” You asked her and she squirmed around, whimpering. You looked at her confused until you lifted her up in your arms and found that her bottom was squishy and warm. Nat was wearing a diaper.

“Did you have an accident babygirl?” You questioned her gently and she nodded slowly as she pouted. “Hey it’s okay. There’s nothing to be ashamed about. Let’s go get this yucky diaper off of you sweetie.” You said as you went to her room and changed her. After that, nat was back happy and lively. “Wan plays?” She asked you excitedly. “Sure princess!” You said happily and she giggled with excitement. She waddled over to you and grabbed your hand as she leads you to her playroom.

~ a few days later ~

After some time, Natasha was out of her headspace since she got called in go on a quick mission. When she came back, she needed to talk to you. “Thank you for taking care of me when I was in my headspace. It really means a lot but please don’t tell any of the team. The only person who knows it fury and that’s it. Well besides you.” She said and you nodded your head in understanding. “Of course nat. I absolutely love taking care of you and I promise I won’t tell anyone.” You reassured her and she gave you a thankful smile in return. You were so grateful that Natasha chosen you to be her caregiver and you couldn’t be happier. It’s you and your little spider against the world.

A/n: I hope the anon who requested this enjoys it and I hope everyone else does too! I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here’s my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Sorry it took so long. Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all!

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togrowoldinv · 2 years

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Affection

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Natasha comes home from a mission and soaks up your affection

Note: Soft, soft, soft Nat😌 Enjoy!

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“Hey, detka,” you hear Natasha’s voice say from behind where you sit. You jump up immediately and run to hug her tightly. She winces a tiny bit and you loosen your grip.

"I missed you so much,” you say. Natasha kisses your cheeks and then your lips in response. “I’m so glad you’re home.”

“I’m glad I’m home too, y/n,” she says, tears almost falling from her eyes.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, baby. I’m just a little sore. And I missed you so much,” Natasha answers. You softly caress her cheek, and she offers you her best tired smile.

“Okay, sweetheart,” you kiss her forehead, and she lets her eyes droop closed.

You were told before you met Natasha Romanoff to not be shocked if she didn’t ever show you much affection. She just wasn’t one to hug or snuggle up on the couch with someone. At least that’s what they said.

But the moment you met her something was different for her. Natasha felt drawn to you. It was almost a foreign feeling to her to want to be affectionate with someone she just met. Sure, she would hug older friends and Clint’s kids, but she never expected to want to be affectionate with someone new. To be affectionate with you.

One night after returning from a mission, you were exhausted and discouraged. Natasha noticed this as you clambered down the hallway to your room. About ten minutes later, she was at your door with hot chocolate and a soft smile. You let her in, and she talked to you for hours until you felt most of your sadness had melted away. That is the first night you hugged Natasha.

One month later you and Natasha kissed for the first time. It was after a Stark party. The two of you had ditched the party long ago and were on the roof. Natasha had that look in her eyes like all she wanted was you before she connected her lips with yours. It was perfect.

You’ve been together since that night and everyone else on the team can’t help but admire how Natasha loves you.

“Why don’t you go shower up and we’ll snuggle on the couch?” you ask Natasha.

“Come with me?” Natasha asks and you smile at her before you hear the snickers of your teammates.

“What? Are y’all jealous or something?” you ask them playfully as you move to stand beside Nat. She wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you close.

“Guys, stop. I think it’s great how much you two love each other,” Wanda swoops into your defense.

“Thanks Wands,” you say. She smiles at you two.

“It is great. And it’s also mushy,” Tony says the last part with a teasing tone.

“Aw, he is jealous,” Natasha says as she starts walking the two of you out of the room.

You don’t hear his response if he had one. You only hear Natasha telling you about how she can’t wait to unwind with you. And you are so thankful for Natasha’s love for you. Mushiness and all.

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