Flower Petals on the Floor
Word Count:Â 996
Rating:Â General with fluffy scenes. SFW!
Summary:Â All you wanted to do was surprise the Trio! at work. But the stupid security guard is set on ruining your plan.
Dom!Natasha Romanoff, Dom!Wanda Maximoff, Dom!Carol Danvers x Sub!Reader
(I swear I'm not an idiot. I got asks and I lost them. Can I find them? No. I remember it being along the lines of 'a security guard not letting Baby past' so nonnie I am sorry for losing your ask. Just label me stupid I guess. Again, itâs not the best thing Iâve written but I hope you all enjoy nonetheless)
xoxo
It was supposed to be a surprise.Â
A midweek visit as your classes were called off.Â
Youâd even bought a small bouquet of flowers for each of them.Â
But would the stupid security man let you in?
No.
No matter what you tried to say, he just wasnât having it.Â
âListen! They know who I am, just let me up!âÂ
âNo. Your name isnât on the list, meaning you canât come in.â He tells you. âNow go and bug someone else.âÂ
You glower at him, officially irriated.Â
âI am not bugging - how many times do I have to tell you? Iâm their girlfriend!âÂ
âThatâs what they all say. I wasnât born yesterday.âÂ
âListen boogers for brains, I donât know who pissed in your coffee this morning; but Iâm here to surprise my girlfriends âcos theyâre stressed out of their minds and youâre sort of ruining it!â
âHeard it all before, love. Now beat it.âÂ
He shoves you and you stumble back.Â
âHey!âÂ
âGet out of my building, doll face.âÂ
âWho are you -âÂ
âI will personally remove you if I have to. Leave.âÂ
He tries to shove you again but you manage to scurry back.
You glare at him.
âFine. Fine. Iâm going. Thereâs no need to push me. God.âÂ
You stomp out of the reception area and back out the pristine glass doors, where the horrible weather is waiting to soak you.Â
âFucking stupidâŚbutt face.âÂ
You stop as the door swings shut behind you and pull your phone out of your pocket; texting the Trio.
Y/N (13:14): HypotheticallyâŚif I was trying to get into your buildingâŚwhat would I need to do?
Carol (13:14): Well hello to you too, cutie.Â
Carol (13:14):Â Weâd have to put you on the OK list; get you a Visitor ID sorted and so on. Why?
You groan.Â
Why is nothing ever simple?
Y/N (13:15): No reason
Wanda (13:15): Are you downstairs, baby?
Y/N (13:16): MaybeâŚ? Iâm outsideâŚ
Natasha (13:15): Go back inside love, weâll be there in a minuteâ¤ď¸
You quickly do as youâre told, rushing back into the warmth of the building.Â
Only, youâre met with the same security man as before.Â
Heâs glaring at you.Â
âListen love, if you wanted to be handcuffed this badly, all you had to do was ask.âÂ
âWhat?â
He throws your flowers to the ground and spins you around so fast that you donât even have the time to make a sarcastic comment.Â
The cold bite of his handcuffs snag at your skin.Â
âListen -âÂ
âNo, you listen to me, Iâve had enough of your shit. Youâre in detainment until the cops get here, is that understood?â
âCops? But wait -âÂ
âSave it.âÂ
This has to be the most mortifying ordeal of your life.Â
Everyone in the open reception space is looking at you and you really donât know what to do.Â
And to make it worse, your left shoe keeps squeaking.
âI canât - I canât go to jail!âÂ
âShould have thought of that sooner, love.âÂ
He moves you so easily that you make the mental note to start going to the gym.Â
Dragging you towards the turnstiles.Â
He scans his ID and pushes you through.
Taking you towards the back door when -Â
âGreg, any reason youâve got our girlfriend by the wrists?â Natashaâs voice has you both stopping and you just want to sob in relief.Â
She glares at the man holding you, raising an eyebrow.Â
âOh thank god.â You mutter.Â
âYeah, thatâs kind of our job.â Carol adds.Â
âTold you I wasnât lying.â You glare back at him.
âI was just -âÂ
âBeing disrespectful to someone who we care about.â Natasha buts in. âForget being professional, you were being downright rude. Uncuff her. Right now.âÂ
âYes, maâam. Sorry maâam.âÂ
He lets you go and you quickly move to stand closer to your women; Wandaâs hand quickly finds your waist and holds you close.Â
âDo you do this to all the visitors that arenât on the all clear?â Carol asks, putting her hands into her pant pockets.Â
If things hadnât been so disastrous, youâd have found it incredibly hot.Â
âŚMaybe you still doâŚ
âI - no. IâŚâÂ
âGo on. Weâre waiting.â Wanda snaps.Â
âI was told to make sure no one got in if theyâre not on the all clear.â
âAnd how do we ensure people do get on the all clear?â Natasha asks, as if sheâs speaking to a 1 year old,Â
âHaving one of the reception team buzz up to KateâŚâ
âAnd did you do that?â Wanda asks.
âNoâŚâ
âWhy not?â Says Carol.Â
ââŚsheâŚshe was testing my patience!â
âAnd the reasonable thing to do was handcuff our girlfriend and cause a scene?â
âI was handling it accordingly.â
âHe hurt my arms.â You pout and nestle into Wanda, hiding your smile.Â
âI think we should have a little chat, Greg, donât you think? Bring in the Head of Security too?â
The man visibly pales.
âI think that sounds wonderful.â Natasha adds on. âYouâre dismissed. Weâll contact you later when weâre ready.âÂ
And just like that, heâs gone. Practically vanishing in thin air.
âAre you okay, my love?â Carol asks, looking you over and inspecting your wrists. She clocks the red marks where the handcuffs were too tight.Â
âIâm gonna kill him.â Natasha growls, pulling you in for a tight hug. âMy poor girl.â
âWeâre gonna put you on the clearance list and get you an ID sorted.â Wanda says. âSo you can come straight up next time.â
âOkay.â You pout. âI brought you flowers but heâŚâ You point to the flowers littered on the floor.Â
âAw, baby girl.â Natasha sighs. âWe appreciate the gesture. Câmon. Wanna come see where we work?â
You nod.Â
Natasha takes your hand and leads you to the elevators.Â
They open almost as soon as you get there and the four of you walk inside.Â
Carol presses their floor and you grin up at her.Â
Until she asks:
âBaby girl. Whereâs your coat?â
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The One with the Scary Game
Word Count: 546
Rating: General with fluffy scenes. SFW!
Summary: MJ encourages you to play FNaF. What could possibly go wrong?
Dom!Natasha Romanoff, Dom!Wanda Maximoff, Dom!Carol Danvers x Sub!Reader
(I swear I got an ask for this, but can I find it? No. I remember it being along the lines of Natasha hearing Baby shouting: "Mommy!" and coming rushing to her aid. It's not the best thing I've written but I hope you all enjoy nonetheless)
xoxo
You really should stop listening to MJ.
Itâs becoming a serious problem.Â
Especially for your heart.
Even if you do want to murder her.Â
âItâs not that scary,â You mimic MJâs voice, pulling a face. âYouâll be fine, theyâre only cuddly animatronics. Whatâs the worst that could happen?âÂ
Youâre standing on the sofa, nervously bouncing as you re-check the cameras, begging Chica and Bonnie to stay away.Â
âCâmon 6am. Câmon 6amâŚâÂ
Someone slams the fridge door and it startles you.
âCan you not!â You glance quickly back at Carol whoâs smirking.Â
âSorry, little one. Didnât mean to scare you.âÂ
âSure you didnât.âÂ
You get laugh as a response as Carol leaves you to your game.Â
âCâmon 6amâŚcâmonâŚâÂ
Your hands are so clammy itâs no joke.Â
â5am! How is it still 5am?âÂ
You check the cameras again, letting out a whimper when you spot Freddie on the move too.Â
âNO! Câmon now!âÂ
You exhale shakily.Â
âMommyâŚmommyâŚmommyâŚâ It comes out in a quiet chant. âMooommmyyyy.âÂ
You frantically check the doors, letting out an incoherent string of words when you stop Bonnie in time.Â
âI can do thisâŚI can do thisâŚâÂ
You really think you are.Â
Convinced youâre about the beat the third night, when you hear a laugh.Â
Your body freezes up and youâre about to ask yourself what that was, when Freddie pops out of nowhere, scaring the soul right out of your body.Â
You scream at the top of your lungs.
Shouting: âMOMMY!â as your controller is launched into the air; toppling off the sofa in a tangle of limbs.Â
You lie there.Â
Mortified.Â
Envisioning the different ways you can murder MJ for telling you to play this game.Â
The main light is switched on as Natasha comes sprinting into the room, blinding you momentarily.
âWho died?!âÂ
A sad noise leaves you.
And you point to the screen that says GAME OVER.Â
âI did...âÂ
âOh detkaâŚâ Natasha walks over to where youâre lying on the floor and offers her hand down to you. âI warned you not to play it in the dark.âÂ
âYeah, I know.â You allow her to help you up and quickly wrap your arms around her.Â
âDo I want to know why you shouted my title at the top of your lungs?â She asks, looking at you. âGot a secret kink you need to share with us?â
You bark out a laugh and playfully shove the red head away.Â
âNerd. I do not have a - no - I just, shut up.âÂ
Natasha just laughs at you and pulls you in for another cuddle.Â
âMy brave girl, hmm?âÂ
It takes you a second to reply.
â...yes.âÂ
âHow âbout we leave the scary game for today? Wanna have a bubble bath with mommy?âÂ
Your eyes light up.
âWith candles?âÂ
âAnything my sweet baby wants. Wanna race?âÂ
âYouâre on!â
Natasha smiles lovingly, tucking your hair behind your ear.
âWanna do the count down or shall I do it?âÂ
âYou can this time.â You reply.Â
âReady?â You nod in reply. â3âŚ2...1âŚGo!âÂ
Natasha darts off as you attempt to leap over the sofa.
Your giggles fill the quiet apartment as you dart up the stairs, just behind Natasha.Â
âGet back here, Romanoff!âÂ
âGotta be quicker than that, baby girl! Iâm gonna win!âÂ
You let her win.Â
Totally.Â
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