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Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow) & Maria Hill [BlackHill] Masterlist

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DR — Daughter!Reader

ONE-SHOTS

The Westview Case [DR] — Natasha and Maria deal with happens to Y/N when she goes into Westview.

Tipping the Scales [DR] — Y/N wants to get involved in the Avengers’ civil war, but everyone else disagrees.

HEADCANONS

Being BlackHill’s Daughter Would Include … [DR]

One where Maria introduces the aspect of Natasha being another mommy to her little? If you do this thank you xXx

new family (blackhill x little y/n)

Warnings: age regression, blackhill, jealousy, slight angst with happy ending.

“Hey baby, how would you feel about Natasha coming around again today?” Nat had been coming over a lot recently and you were starting to be suspicious of why.

“Again?” You asked putting down your toy. “Yes baby, again.” Maria chuckled, “We want to talk to you about something.” You could feel your anxiety start to rise. “No it’s okay sweetheart. We just want to ask you something, it’s nothing bad baby.” you gave a small nod before resuming your game. “Okay love, i will go give her a call.”

Another twenty minutes passed when Nat walked in the door. “Hey dorogoy.” She smiled opening her arms, you got up and ran to her. “Natty!” You yelled jumping into her arms. “Hi dorogoy, it’s nice to see you too.” She chuckled.

“Mommy say you has to tell me something.” You said when she put you down. “We can talk about that in a minute, why don’t we play for a minute whilst we wait for your mommy.” You gave her an excited nod handing her a toy. “Let’s go!” You shouted running into the living room, the spy following after you with a chuckle.

Maria walked in a few minutes later. “Lunch is ready.” Nat carried you over to the table. “I don’t wanna eat now.” You frowned; you were too anxious about what the women had to say. “Can you just tell me please?”

“Okay.” Maria sighed setting down the plates and sitting down. “Well you know me and Nat have been spending a lot of time together recently?” Her and Natasha shared a look, you nodded trying to keep calm. “Well we uh, we-” Maria looked at the Russian for help. “You know we love you y/n, but we also love each other and…”

“You mean like love each other. Like dating?” You filled in, the two women nodded slowly. “But you are my first priority, if you aren’t happy then we will call it off, we just wanted to see if you were okay first.”

"Um okay..." You felt yourself slipping more into your headspace as all the thoughts and emotions piled up. Your eyes filled up with tears as you went back into little space. "Baby, you don't need to be upset, we can forget this whole thing if you're not comfortable with it." Maria said softly, she gave Natasha a look, silently asking her to step out the room so you could talk. The redhead agreed, standing up and walking out.

"Talk to mommy baby, what are you thinking about?" She asked lifting you from your chair into her lap. "m jus scawed." You mumbled against her neck, "I don't want you to leave me or love natty more."

"That's impossible, I love my little one more than anything in the world and I will not leave you. But you know Natasha loves you like that too; I think she wants to be part of our family. What do you think to that? We can have a new family, that means more cuddles and love for our little one. If you want her to, she can be another mommy." You gave an enthusiastic nod. "I want natty to be our new family." Maria gave you a huge smile and kissed your temple. "Thank you, baby, you're so sweet."

After a few more minutes of reassurance and cuddling your mommy called the redhead back into the room. "Y/n said it's okay but we need to have some rules." Natasha nodded with a smile. "Of course."

"We can't pick favourites; we have to love each other equally and not leave people out. And y/n do you want to say the next one?"

"I don wanna calls you mommy." You said with a small frown, anxious for the Russian's response. "that's okay, you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. I don't want you to think I'm trying to replace your mommy you can still call me Natty or anything else you want."

"Can i calls you mama?" You asked smiling up at her, the Russian beamed, her eyes filling up with tears. "Sorry." You frowned thinking you made her sad. "No baby, look." maria smiled pointing at the spy's smile. "She's happy baby."

"Mama happy?" You asked getting off the brunette's lap and walking over to Natasha. "Yes... yes baby, mamas happy. Very happy!" Natasha picked you up and hugged you tight. "Mommy?" You asked her with a huge smile.

"Yes, little one?" She asked curiously. "I love our new fam'ly." You replied before burying your head in Natasha's neck.

Too Rough

Summary: Based on the Bluey episode where Bandit plays with Bingo and Bluey, but plays rougher with Bingo than she likes.

Pairings: Werewolf/Pup!Fem!Reader x Werewolf!Mama!Natasha x Human!Mommy!Maria

Warnings: Nothing serious, just a bit of fluff. I guess you could say boundaries were crossed, but they are later established.

A/N: I have no idea what Bluey episode it is, but I saw it the other day and it made me cry, so... ta da.

*not my gif*

You giggled as you played with Kate, tackling each other safely whilst keeping ears and tails safe. Eventually, you grew tired and she noticed, coming over to you on the couch as you panted.

As soon as she began to lick your ear clean from her splash of saliva, you began to giggle. Your loud laughter brought the attention of your aunts, uncles, and your moms. 

Clint and Laura, one of the two human/werewolf pairs in the pack, had adopted Kate when her mother was sent to prison, her father already passed on. And with Clint and Laura being so close to your moms, she had begun to feel like an older sister, even though she looked nothing like your moms.

“Well, would you look at you two!”

A chuckle from your moms made your small tail wag. “Mama! Mommy! You’re back!”

You giggled as Natasha tackled you, tucking you into her as she rolled across the tiles. Her auburn tail matched yours whilst you had brown ears like Maria’s hair, your eyes like sparkling rock pools.

“How is my little pup?” Natasha cooed as she gently licked the fur of your ear back into place, making you giggle more.

“I’m good, Mama! How was the mission?” You asked, nuzzling into her as she stopped licking.

“It was very good. Your Mommy and Auntie Wanda are some of the best agents I’ve seen.” She praised, looking at her human wife.

“They are the bestest!” You exclaimed.

“Now, are you ready for some play time?” Natasha looked between you and Kate, which made both of you grin.

“Play time!”

“Natasha…” Maria warned her fast-wagging tail, both yours and Kate’s doing the same.

“Play time is in the playroom, remember?” Laura reminded Kate, who’s ears flattened slightly before she nodded.

“I’m sorry I forgot, Momma Laura.” She murmured.

Natasha scooped her and you up into her arms, gently kissing your foreheads before she walked you all into the playroom. The ‘playroom’ was actually an extension of the training room, in which it held much safer equipment that the wolves could always use to play with smaller wolves or pups.

Natasha put you both down and watched you run around a bit, jumping and playing on the little obstacle courses before Kate came over to her. “Auntie Nat, can you play with us?!”

“Sure, kiddo!” She grinned, coming towards you both.

You smiled at her and she gently kissed your ear. Kate suggested playing Wrestles, where the winner of the best wrestle gets to have a lolly later. Kate went against you first before she went against Natasha, to which the Russian played gently but firmly, winning convincingly.

“Alright, Y/N, your turn!” She exclaimed, pulling you into ‘the ring’.

You giggled as you circled each other, playful snaps and giggles between your wrestles. However, Natasha’s strength got the best of her and she played a bit roughly, making you give up and surrender.

“That was a good wrestle, moya detka (my baby).” She cooed, kissing your cheek softly.

She went back to playing with Kate and you came when Maria called you for lunch, smiling at the little pieces of chicken she’d cut for you. “Thanks, Mommy!”

“You’re very welcome, my little wolf.” She kissed your forehead before eating with you.

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When Lila and Cooper got home from school, another playtime session began. Clint and Natasha were excited to play with them since they didn’t often play, whilst Laura watched over as Maria and Wanda cooked a feast for dinner.

You giggled as Clint tickled you and played gently with you and Lila, whilst Kate and Cooper roughly tackled Natasha. Their shrieks of laughter and giggles sounded amazing, but you were much more happy playing with Clint at the moment.

“Alright, you, I have five more minutes before I have to go do some work, so it’s Mama-Pup playtime.” Natasha yanked you from Clint’s grasp and began to tickle you.

You giggled along half-heartedly as she flipped you and rolled you around, but you felt guilty that you were glad when it was over. Clint was with Lila and Cooper, calming them down from the playtime, so he didn’t see your flattened ears and your unhappy tail hanging low.

You bumbled along outside, sitting underneath the table shrouded with a tablecloth and curled up into yourself. You sniffled softly as tears sprung to your eyes - these big emotions didn’t come by often, and you wished you could tell Natasha.

“Who’s hiding under the table there?” A familiar voice made you giggle, your tail wagging slightly.

“Raaa!” You jumped out from underneath the table, exuding a laugh from Maria as you playfully trapped her leg. 

“Ahhh! You got me!” She chuckled, but noticed how your eyes were still brimmed with tears.

She knelt down to your level and brushed away your tears into the little tufts of fur by your ears. “What’s wrong, my little wolf?”

“Mama’s playing too rough with me.” You murmured, making her gently scratch behind your ear.

“Yeah, she does play too rough sometimes, doesn’t she?” She replied.

“Yes.” You nodded.

“Did you use your big girl bark?” She asked gently.

“No… because I don’t have a very good big girl bark.” You answered.

“Really? Show me.” 

“Ruff.” Your little bark was almost whispered.

“Oh, that’s alright. It just needs to be bigger.” She chuckled.

“Ruff!” You barked, which was slightly louder.

“Even bigger!”

“RUFF!” You barked, which sounded almost like a squeak.

“Whoa! There it is.” She grinned, watching your tail wag a bit faster.

“Now come on, let’s go find Mama.” She stood, taking your hand.

You came to Natasha’s closed office door, nodding to Maria when she asked if you were ready. She knocked twice and a few muffled words came through before Maria opened the door anyway.

Natasha turned to see you both, little stragglers of Kate, Cooper, and Lila standing next to you. “What’s up?” She asked, looking to Maria for guidance.

“You’re in trouble.” The three pups chorused smirkingly.

“No one’s in trouble.” Maria replied, her tone warning them to be quiet.

“Y/N just has something she’d like to say to Mama, that’s all.”

You shuffled over to Natasha, who gently picked you up and placed you on her knee. “What’s wrong, pup?” 

“Sometimes you play too rough with me.” You murmured, fidgeting with your little fingers.

Her face fell slightly. “Oh, Y/N, really?” She asked, to which you silently nodded. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry, detka. I didn’t realise. I think I just forget you’re a bit younger than your cousins.” 

“I’m only four.” You added.

“But Mama, we don’t want you to stop playing with us.” Maria looked between you and Natasha, even though you couldn’t see.

“I’m just gonna get better at using my big girl bark.” You shuffled closer to Natasha, leaning on her.

She gently lifted your head up to look at her. “Well, how about we practise?” She offered.

“Okay.” 

She held you in her arms as you all walked to the playroom, the three cousins watching as she came towards a big bouncy gym ball.

“So, is this rough okay?” She asked as she held you over the ball and bounced you against.

You giggled. “Yes, that’s okay!”

She lifted you slightly higher. “Okay, how about this rough?” She bounced you again.

Your giggles soared up the octaves, your body wriggling in her grip. “Yes, that’s okay too!”

Another sector higher had your tail slow in its wagging before she bounced you roughly. “RUFF!” You barked, to which you were met with a warm embrace and a few licks by your cheek.

“Okay, too rough. Now I know!” Natasha beamed.

“Thank you for listening, Mama.” You nuzzled against her, to which she rumbled softly and walked to the kitchen with you in her arms.

“Hey, Wands. Is dinner ready yet?” She asked.

“Almost. I’ve got about ten more minutes of simmering and then it’s done.” The brunette replied, smiling at you.

“Good. Just enough time.” Natasha muttered to herself, but you obviously heard.

“Enough time for what, Mama?” 

She didn’t answer you but sat down on the corner of the couch, curling herself up before pulling you into her chest. You curled up right against her, just close enough for her to look after you with a few licks here and there.

Soon, you were joined by the rest of the pack, all of them smiling at you before Maria brought you both a bowl of dinner. Maria fed you whilst you sat against Natasha, the three of you moving under one blanket for movie time.

Natasha gently kissed your tired temple as your eyes began to flutter closed, the feeling of your Mama and Mommy’s warmth guiding you to sleep.

natasha romanoff masterlist

epiphany au - older!nat living life the way she wants to

Bi Wife Energy (rewritten)- Vision has bi wife energy

Wisdom Teeth- you get your wisdom teeth out

Favourite Things- dodgeball with the avengers

Charmed- watching your girlfriend’s favourite show with her

Support- just fluffy nat <33

Lethal Poser AU - mob boss natasha just can’t get the girl that was accidentally taken out of her mind

Clingy - hearing half the story is never good

Bioluminescence - fluffy nat bc we all need her in our lives <3

Made to be Broken - pain. just pain.

Shut Up - natasha goes away on a mission after you fight

Flu (Natasha x Maria x Reader) - you have the flu, but luckily your girlfriends are more than willing to take care of you

In the Kitchen Humming - short fluff of natasha returning home from a mission <3

Birthday - a soft morning with natasha on your birthday

Us Against the World - natasha comforts you through some hard times

Picnic - a cute little picnic date with tasha, set in my epiphany au but can also be read separately

My Shirt - someone has taken natasha’s shirt…

Life Goes On by Ed Sheeran

Part 2 of Eyes Closed by Ed Sheeran

Summary: For the past year, your mom never left you for long and if she did you would come with her. But now duty calls and you can't go with her. Will she keep her promise of always coming back to you?

Relationships: Maria x daughter!reader, Yelena x niece!reader

Warning: Secret Invasion Spoilers, Major character death, grief, angst with small fluff, guilt, everyone is sad and everyone needs a hug

Word count: 4.7k

“Are you sure you have to go?” You asked for the 100th time as soon as you learned your mom had to go off on a mission. You were lying on her bed, feet dangling over the side as she packed her bag. Without looking, you knew she was suppressing a sigh and pinching the bridge of her nose.

“You know I wouldn’t go if it wasn’t important,” that was her response every time you asked and you believed her. For the past year, Maria refused any mission that would take her away from you. If she needed to travel you went with her or stayed with your grandmother. You traveled to DC, California, and Texas with her. But now you had no idea where she was going. She grabbed your hands and pulled you up to a sitting position, smiling at the pout of your face. “I won’t be gone for long, a month at best, and you’ll get to spend time with your grandma and the Bartons.” That sounded fun especially since your grandmother loved to spoil you but you wanted your mom.

“Why does it have to be you?” You whined. You knew you were acting like a child, throwing a tantrum but you didn’t care. “Why can’t Uncle Nick go?” This time your mom didn’t suppress your sigh. It was a sensitive topic regarding the former director of SHIELD, who took off after Tony’s funeral and ignored all her calls.

“Have you packed?” She deflected your question with one of her own. You nodded with a smile. “Good, I have something for you.” She let go of your hands and opened the drawer of her nightstand. She pulled out a small box and she sat down next to you as you opened it. It was a golden heart-shaped locket. You placed the box next to you and opened it, one side was a picture of you and your moms, and on the other side was a solo picture of just them. You smiled.

“Can you put it on for me?” You asked, handing it to her. She took it and the cold metal was placed around your neck. “Thank you,” you smiled and turned around to hug her. “I love it.” You held onto her tight as she kissed the top of your head.

“I can see the smoke coming out of your ears because you are thinking so hard,” you giggled as she tickled your sides. You rested your head on her lap and looked up at her. She was smiling down at you, patient as you got your thoughts together. With a sigh, you played with the locket.

“Have you heard from Yelena yet?” You asked. That was another wild ride that occurred within the past year. When Clint was spending time with his kids in the city, he somehow got involved with the Tracksuit Mafia, and a Black Widow assassin was hired to kill him. That assassin so happened to be your aunt. He called your mom for help. In the end, Yelena didn’t kill him but she disappeared. You and Maria were trying to get a hold of her as you so desperately wanted to meet her.

“No,” she said. “But she has spoken to Kate a few times,” you liked Kate. She was full of energy and her dog was cute. “She’ll reach out when she’s ready. Black Widows are very special.” She tapped you on the nose.

“Can you tell me the story of you and Mama met again?” It was a story you’d heard thousands of times from Natasha telling it one way and Maria telling it another. It was your favorite story. Maria stole a glance at the clock and you watched the internal debate she was having with herself but she smiled.

“Of course, I can,” she moved so her back was resting on the headboard and your head was still in her lap. “So you know Uncle Clint was supposed to kill your mama but he disobeyed a direct order and gave her a chance to defect to SHIELD,” your mom started. “I didn’t trust her at first and I thought it was a horrible idea to bring her into the organization but your mama,” she sighed but her smile told you she wasn’t sad. “Was persistent and did everything to win me over. She flirted with me every chance she got,” you giggled. If Natasha was here to tell this story, the roles would be reversed. “But I kept my guard up until Fury assigned us to the same mission and she saved my life.” Your mama took a bullet for her. “I sat by her bedside for three days.”

“And when she woke up, you yelled at her.”

“Hey,” she gasped. “Are you telling the story or am I?” You laughed as she tickled your sides. “We didn’t officially get together until she became an Avenger but she,” you frowned as you watched a tear leave her eye and fall down her cheek. With gentle hands, you whipped it away. “She was my best friend.”

“Second to me, right?” You teased and it pulled a deep laugh out of her.

“Oh 100%,” she lay down and cuddled up against you.

“I’m gonna miss you,” she sighed, kissing the top of your head.

“I’m going to miss you too.”

*

You exited the airport with your suitcase in hand and backpack tight on your shoulder. The air in Iowa was so different than the city air. Your mom said it was cleaner. “Hey squirt,” you turned around at your nickname and saw Clint standing by his pickup truck, a sign in his hand with your name on it. The sign was cute but what caught your attention was the one-eyed golden retriever that sat next to him.

“Lucky!” You ran over to them. The sound of his name being called caused the dog to get excited and tug on the leash. He didn’t have to wait long for you to kneel at his level. You dropped your suitcase and wrapped your arms around his neck as he attacked your face with kisses.

“What am I chopped liver?” Clint said, throwing his arms to the side. “I almost died for that dog.”

“Oh, you are so dramatic,” you looked up to see Lila hanging out the passenger window. “Humans like dogs more than people,” you giggled and stood up.

“Hi Uncle Clint,” you said. He stared at you, blinking once then twice.

“You have dog drool all over your face.” He deadpanned. You used your shirt to clean your face before he hugged you.

“I didn’t know you guys had Lucky,” you said, opening the door to the back of the truck. The golden retriever jumped in and followed. Clint helped you with your luggage. Once you were buckled in, you sent a quick text to your mom and grandmother that you were with Clint.

“Just for a few more days,” Lila said. Clint got into the driver’s seat and started the drive back to the farm. “She’s helping Yelena free a few Widows.” You saw Clint glance at you through the mirror. Your mom must have told him of your desperate attempts to meet your aunt.

“So they’ll be here to pick up Lucky?” You scratched the dog underneath his chin.

“Probably just Kate,” Lila said. “Yelena doesn’t come over much. She still has a lot of guilt for you know trying to kill my dad.” You smiled at that but your heart ached. They got to meet Yelena, the one person you could ask what your mam was like in Ohio. Natasha told you about the mission and how the Red Room gave her a loud mouth, annoying blonde of a sister.

‘I think you’d get along with her,’ Natasha said, decorating a cut-out Christmas tree cookie.

‘Yeah?’ You questioned, not looking up as you were very focused on decorating your star with yellow icing. ‘What makes you say that?’

‘You can get anyone to like you,’ she tapped your nose. Her finger was covered with green icing. ‘And you are a great reminder of family. She needs that.’

“So, what’s she like?”

*

You loved spending time with your grandmother. For two weeks, you visited the zoo, bookstores, and the candy store that was right down the road. But you were excited to have people to hand out that were your age. Being at the Bartons also meant you reached the halfway point and you were two weeks closer to your mom being home. You missed her so much. Almost every night, you would speak with her on the phone and if she couldn’t she would send you a text goodnight. You were counting down the days but until then you were having fun with Lila, Cooper, and Nate. You played video games with the eldest, had sleepovers with Lila, and put up with Nate’s crazy games of make-believe. When Kate would come to visit, you would join the archers in the makeshift training area Clint built. But your favorite was driving the four-wheeler, and exploring different parts of the property. Lila and Cooper showed you a fort they built, that not even their parents knew about.

However, Yelena refused to meet you. You caught Kate a few times on the phone with her talking about you. The archer would give you a sorry smile and walk away continuing the conversation. She was desperate to get to know you through other people but refused to meet you. It hurt more than you wanted it to.

*

“You’re going to be gone for another month,” you said, pacing the length of the porch. Your mom sighed.

“Something came up and it’s going to take a little bit longer to clean it up,” you did not like the sound of that. “And I won’t be able to call you as much.” That stopped you from pacing.

“Mom, what’s going on?”

“You know I can’t tell you that,” you sat down on the steps and played with the locket around your neck.

“Right,” you sighed. It aspect of her job was so frustrating. “And your being safe.”

“Yes I am,” you heard shuffling on the other end. She must be lying down. “Just a few bumps and bruises. Enough about me, come on tell me about everything you are doing in Iowa. Are you giving Clint a hard time?” You giggled.

“Always.” Once you were done on the phone, you stayed outside and took the photo out of your pocket. “I’m scared,” you confessed to the photo. “I need her to come home, okay? Please keep her safe.” You heard the front door open but you didn’t bother to turn around to see who it was.

“How are you doing, sweetheart?” Laura asked, sitting down next to you. You rested your head on her shoulder.

“I want her to come home,” the mother of three sighed, wrapping her arm around you and kissing the top of your head.

“I know you do,” she said. “She’ll be home soon.”

Limited contact missions were your less favorite. You would send her good morning and good night texts, and texts throughout the day but she wouldn’t respond for a day or 2 after. You never knew when she was going to respond, it was maddening. The Bartons knew you were upset and they tried to keep you busy - fishing, swimming in the pond, archery practice, and day trips to the nearby town. It was fun but it wasn’t helping the ache you felt in your chest and a nagging worry that grew at the base of your neck. For a week, there was no response to your never-ending stream of texts and your worry only grew.

*

You were in the kitchen, getting an afternoon snack when the house shook. It was the tale sign of a plane visiting the farm. Dropping the apple, you ran to the front. By the time you made it outside, a ramp was lowered and Clint and Laura were waiting to see who would exist. “Hey,” Cooper said, running over to you from the barn. “Is your mom back?” He asked.

“I don’t know,” you heard the front door open.

“Whose here?” Lila questioned. On cue, you watched Nick and your grandmother descend the ramp. Where was your mom? Where was she? You saw Nick speak with Clint and the archer kept glancing over to you, his hand rubbing his face.

“No,” you whispered. “Get off the jet.” You pleaded. “Get off.” But no one else came off. The group of adults began to walk back to the house. Not again. You couldn’t go through this again. The world began to spin around you. You needed to get out of here, you needed to run. So you did. Sprinting towards the barn, you jumped one of the four-wheelers that was left out. The sound of the engine roaring to life drowned out the call of your name. You began to ride, past the pound and into the woods. You were half tempted to never get off because as soon as you would reality would set in. The hard, soul-crushing reality that your mom broke her promise.

You stopped at Lila and Cooper’s fort. Your legs barely could hold you up as you got off the four-wheeler and collapsed into the shelter. No tears fell. Even though you wanted to scream and cry and plead for the universe to give her back. But you were numb. So numb. Why did this keep happening to you? Was it you? Were you to blame for all this death and misery? You were the common denominator for everything; your biological parents left, and Natasha and Maria left. Who was next?

*

“Shit,” her father said, coming to a stop next to Lila. He ran his hand over his face but Lila was more focused on her distraught friend ride off.

“Where is she going?” Lila assumed the woman was your grandmother. She heard you talking to her on the phone.

“We know where she’s going,” We do? Lila thought. “Come on,” he grabbed Lila by her hand and dragged her to the other four-wheeler. Cooper jumped on first and handed her the helmet.

“Cooper,” Lila whispered. “Is Aunt Maria-”

“I don’t know,” he sighed. “God, I hope not. Hold on tight.”

*

You heard the sound of the other four-wheeler turn off and two sets of footsteps approaching the fort. “Mind if we join you?” Lila asked. You didn’t want them to be here. You came out here because you wanted to be alone. They took your silence as an invitation to join, Lila sat next to you and Cooper sat in front of you.

“Dad is going to give you a hard time about riding without a helmet.” Cooper joked. On any other day, it would have made you laugh or smile but you stared down at your lap. Their voices became white noise. You knew they were trying to get you to talk but you couldn’t. You were so angry and sad and scared. There were so many emotions swirling inside you didn’t know which one to focus on.

“You could be a Barton,” Lila said. “And you can come live with us.”

“No,” you finally spoke. “What if I join your family and something happens to your parents?” You looked up at them. “I’m cursed. My biological parents left me, Natasha left me, Maria left me,” finally the tears began to fall, “Everyone leaves me.” You sobbed. Lila pulled you in a hug. You wanted to push against her, scream at her to let you go but you didn’t have the energy to fight her. Instead, you slumped against her and you heard Cooper sit down next to you. He brought you and Lila into a hug.

“It’s going to be okay,” he promised. “You’ll find your place whether it be here or somewhere else.” You weren’t sure if you believed him.

*

“How is she?” Clint asked his wife when she entered the dining room. The plate she brought up with her wasn’t in her hand anymore so he saw that as a good sign. Laura sighed.

“I didn’t get to talk to her,” she sat down next to Clint. A bottle of whiskey was already open and being passed around the three adults. “Cooper is standing guard,” she poured herself a drink. “According to him, she doesn’t want to talk to anyone.” Clint rubbed his head, letting out a sigh of his own.

“What’s going to happen to her?” Elizabeth asked. The archer had only spoken to her a few times on the phone to organize pickups and drop-offs. They never met in person. Clint hated that Maria’s death was the reason they had to meet. It seemed unreal that Maria was gone. For the longest time, she seemed untouchable, unkillable. Life appeared to have other plans. He took a sip of his drink.

“Romanoff and Hill wrote in their will that Clint and Laura were her godparents,” Fury said. “They left it up to the three of you to decide what is best for her.” There was a rage building inside Clint as he stared at Fury. The man ran to space as soon as the funeral was over and was never heard from again. Hell, Maria thought he was dead for how many calls he ignored. Now the man was back and another one of Clint’s closest friends was dead, leaving behind a daughter who lost so much.

“I can take her,” Elizabeth said. “You already have a full house.”

“But it could be good to be around kids her age,” Laura countered. “We are more than happy to keep here.”

“She doesn’t want to go with any of you,” the group turned to see Cooper walking into the kitchen to clean off the dirty dish.

“What do you mean, son?” Clint asked.

“She doesn’t want to be a Barton or live with anyone. She thinks she’s cursed. That if she joins another family something bad will happen to them.” Clint’s heart broke for you. It was so unfair the cards that life had dealt you. You’ve been incredibly strong but how much more could you take?

“What does she want?” Fury asked. Cooper scuffed, crossing his arms as he sent daggers to the most powerful person in this room.

“Cooper,” Clint warned but his son ignored him.

“Did you just ask that?” He asked, walking over to the table. “She wants her mom’s back. But that’s not possible, is it sir?”

*

The house was once again quiet. Elizabeth was staying at a hotel in town until they figured out what to do next. Fury on the other hand took off, not answering where he was headed off to. Clint sat on the couch, a picture of him, Maria, Natasha, and Laura in his hand. It was back in their SHIELD days. They were so young then. Unaware of what life was going to throw at them. Laura sat down next to him, the archer wrapped his free arm around her shoulders. “How are you doing?” She asked.

“Tired of losing people,” he admitted. “I know we signed up for this but it’s so hard.” Laura hummed, resting her head on his shoulder. “I keep thinking it could have been me.”

“But it wasn’t.” No, it wasn’t him at the bottom of Vormir or meeting his end in a foreign country. He even escaped death from a Black Widow assassin. A knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts. “Are you expecting someone?” Laura whispered, sitting up. Clint shook his head, putting his finger to his lips, and stood up. He grabbed a pistol that he kept in a nearby drawer. Guns weren’t his preferred weapon but his bow wasn’t available. Unlocking the safety, he opened the door.

“Clint Barton,” Yelena smirked. “Are you going to shoot me? After everything we’ve been through.”

“Yelena,” the archer said slowly. He blinked at the blonde in front of him. “What are you doing here?”

“To see my niece,” she simply said. “Where is she?” Yelena walked past him, bumping her shoulder against his. Clint put the safety back on and closed the door.

“Time out,” he set the pistol down as Yelena waved at Laura. “You can’t just barge in here like you own the place and demand to see her.”

“And why is that?” Yelena asked, turning to face him. He could see her clearer now. The Black Widow was wearing her white suit, she must have just returned from a mission. He knew she wasn’t working for Valentina anymore.

“Because you refused to see her for the past few months when she desperately wanted to meet you,” he was trying to keep his voice quiet, not wanting to wake the rest of the house. But he saw the hope leave your eyes every time Kate joined them at the farm without Yelena.

“What has changed?” Laura asked. The blonde looked down at her feet. He could see the guilt eating up at her.

“I wasn’t ready to meet her,” Yelena admitted. “And now she’s lost someone else.” She looked up at Clint. “We both know how uncertain this life is. I’ve wasted enough time.”

“You have.”

“We can’t guarantee she’ll talk to you,” Laura said. “She refused to talk to anyone besides our kids.”

“Thank you,” Yelena sighed. “I appreciate it.”

*

When the door opened, you pulled your eyes away from the Polaroid and locket. “Oh,” Laura said with a smile. “I wasn’t expecting you to be awake.” You weren’t sure how to tell that you couldn’t fall asleep. Every time you closed your eyes, you saw them die over and over again. “There is someone that wants to meet you downstairs.” You refused to move. She sighed and walked over to, sitting on the edge of the bed. “You don’t have to talk to us or your grandmother or even Fury but you need to talk to someone about what you are feeling,” you had nothing to say, everything hurt. But you were curious about who was here.

“Who is it?” You finally spoke. Your voice sounded foreign to you. Laura smiled.

“Your aunt.”

Every step you took your heart was thudding against your ribs. The mixture of grief and nervousness was making you sick to your stomach. Once you entered the living room with Laura by your side, Clint and your aunt stood up from the couch. You stared at the blonde. For the longest time, you created an image in your head of what the blonde was like through stories your mama told you and the way the Bartons and Kate talked about her. As you stared at the woman in front of you, she seemed nervous - a stark contrast to the bad-ass assassin you imagined. “Hi,” her accent was deep.

“Why are you here?” You asked. Your blunt question took the room by surprise. The couple excused themselves, saying that they wanted to give you some space. When they left, you joined Yelena on the couch. But you looked forward, unable to look at her anymore. “Mama told me so many stories about you and I was so excited to meet you. I don’t understand why it took my mom dying,” your voice cracked but you refused to cry in front of her. “For you to come and see me.” The blonde sighed, leaning back into the couch.

“I wasn’t good enough,” she admitted. “You needed someone better, someone that was good.” You glanced at her. She had a far-off look in her eyes. You’ve seen that look before when your mama woke up from a nightmare or had a particularly bad day. You saw a lot of her in Yelena even though they weren’t related by blood.

“Are you good now?” You asked.

“I’m not sure but you need me,” you chuckled and rolled your eyes.

“I don’t need anyone,” you said. “I’m going to be fine on my own,” it was Yelena’s turn to laugh.

“So that’s your plan. You are going to set off by yourself and ignore everyone who loves you. What are you like 10?” Your jaw clenched. “I know exactly what you are doing. You are going to push and push everyone away so you don’t feel this pain again. It won’t work,” you refused to speak so she continued, “That pain will only hurt more.”

“What do you expect me to do?” You snapped, jumping to your feet, and looked at her. “It’s like I was hit by a train, I ran out of words. So tell me how my life goes on with them gone?” You asked, pounding your fist against your chest. “It’s like I’m sinking like a stone and I’m so afraid.” You whispered. Her green eyes softened in a way that your mama and mom would look at you. “Don’t look at me like that, please. I’m cursed.”

“Oh, milaya devushka (sweet girl),” Yelena whispered, catching you in her arms as your legs gave out. She gently rocked you, whispering Russian words in your ear.

“Stop it,” you pleaded. “Stop caring,” you weakly hit against her chest.

“That’s not happening,” you ended the hug but Yelena held onto your hands to keep you from running away. “You are not a curse,” she said it so adamantly that you almost believed her. “What happened to your mamas was not your fault. Unfortunately, they knew the risk when they signed up for this lifestyle. I am so sorry they were taken from you so soon,” you stared at your connected hands. They felt like your parents; warm and calloused.

“What am I supposed to do?” You asked.

“I don’t know but life goes on,” you looked up at her. “They made their choice. We have to live with it.” You weren’t the only one to lose someone. Yelena lost her sister. “I know your gut is telling you to run away and hide but you can not do that.”

“Where am I going to go then?” You loved staying with the Bartons and your grandmother but you knew it was temporary. At the end of the day, your mom would be there to pick you up. Now you weren’t sure where you belonged.

“Well,” Yelena slowly said. “You could come with me.” Her offer shocked you. “I could take you to meet my mama and papa or take you back to the city in Kate’s apartments with Lucky or to Ohio, or Canada, or Mexico. We could go anywhere. As long as you don’t run away.”

“Okay,” she seemed surprised by your sudden approval to drop everything you knew and live with her. You smiled. “What? Did you not expect me to take you up on your offer?”

" I wasn’t sure what was going to happen.”

“Natasha always said that she thought you and I would get along,” you told her. “She dreamed of getting a house for all of us. You, me, Maria, and her so we could all be together and safe,” you let go of one of her hands to wipe away your tears. “Maybe part of her dream can still come true.” Yelena nodded, her green eyes glossy with tears.

“Life goes on,” she repeated. You were experiencing deja vu when your mom told you the same thing. It was a weird feeling and couldn’t repeat it back. Instead, you smiled.

“Can we get a dog?” You asked. Yelena laughed.

“I have one but we can get another.” You were still afraid that another wave was going to knock you off your feet and no matter how hard you swam to the surface, no one was there to grab you. You knew Yelena was watching you intensely. A soft whistle broke the silence of the Barton house. You never thought you’d hear that whistle again. You smiled at your aunt and whistled back. They were both right no matter how many people you lost life unfortunately goes on.

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Remember when we saw that Maria was going to be in secret invasion and we were all excited then they killed her in EP1. Still not over there but whatever! This will probably be the last part of this little AU unless someone requests one or I think of soething else lol

Saturday Mornings — Maria H

summary: Maria spends the first part of her morning, waking up her wife in a much better & certain way, than she had originally planned.

warnings: smut — slight somnophilia, oral sex (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), slight overstimulation, Maria being smug, praise kink.

a/n: Wow new mcu women character unlocked who is she, anyway I decided to toss my hand at writing something for miss Maria Hill (we don’t talk about secret invasion here). So I hope y’all enjoy, reblogs, comments, etc are encouraged appreciated. - t :) || 18+ ONLY! ||

— gif credit to owner • word count: 3.3k • mdni divider is mine —

Maria Hill, was a woman of her word, if she promised to get something done, she was on it. However this particular morning she went against her own word, and well maybe that was some sort of a good thing.

It’s been less than 72 hours since Maria had gotten back from her most recent mission, and she was ecstatic to spend time with her wife again, for a very long uninterrupted amount of time.

You had been all over one another in the most domestic way possible, and for Maria that was always enough. However, the brunette haired woman needed more than just cuddles and sweet words this particular morning. It was a Saturday, and she had promised herself that she’d wake up early, head down to the kitchen and whip up some breakfast, with the minimal groceries you had in the fridge; and then wake you up with breakfast in bed, and after y’all would attend to the many list of tasks that had to be done.

That was truly her plan, but that had completely gone out the window the minute she woke up, and noticed that you looked absolutely beautiful, resting on the mattress beside her, your arm subconsciously draped across her torso. Small pieces of your hair had draped a bit over your face, your mouth slightly agape with small relaxed breaths leaving your lips. You looked absolutely peaceful, but you also looked ruinable.

Sure, Maria was a woman with needs and very specific needs from her wife like anyone else, but something clicked in the agent's brain when she looked down to her sleeping wife; and suddenly the woman needed to have you right then and there.

You’ve done this before, no doubt whether it was her sleeping or you sleeping, you had an established consent system for this type of thing, but Maria being the well raised woman she was, she always wanted to make sure you were slightly aware of her actions.

Slowly and carefully, Maria took the arm that was draped across her torso and gently but steadily crawled out of your embrace and your hand fell onto the soft mattress. The woman bit her lip in anticipation, she knew that you had gone to bed the night before, sporting an old t-shirt of hers and panties, and this only edged her on more.

The attire you were both sporting had made for easy access and it’s what had the woman riled up even more. Carefully continuing her movements, she shimmed herself down the bed, pulling the big duvet off of herself and slightly exposing your bare stomach, the shirt you were wearing must’ve rolled up in your sleep.

Maria’s breath hitched, even though she saw it the night before this had made it so much more exciting and arousing. You had on some silky navy blue panties, which had just happened to be the woman’s favorite color. The agent sucked in a breath at how peaceful and innocent you looked.

Making sure to slowly peel off the bed covers, while simultaneously trying to not wake you yet, she finally made her way to the middle of the bed, your legs were slightly parted already, it’s as if your body was already giving into her silently without you knowing.

Maria licked her lips, anticipation running through her veins as she spread your legs to be able to settle between them, watching you stir slightly. She started off with rolling your shirt up more, her lips coming into contact with your stomach. Placing soft gentle kisses along your stomach, her hands curled around your ribs, thumbs moving back and forth in order to slowly start to wake you up.

Unknown to your wife between your legs, small images of intimate moments were flashing in your mind suddenly as you slept, a bit of a wet dream was playing behind your eyelids as she continued her kisses across your skin.

Just as Maria thought, you had slowly started to stir a bit and in your sleep you rolled all the way onto your back, your arms falling down to your sides.

“Maria.”

Maria stopped her kisses and rolling thumbs on your skin, looking up at you at the lascivious sound that escaped your lips with her name in the process. Your eyes were still shut, but it was evident to the woman beneath you that you were dreaming of something and it wasn’t an innocent dream by any means.

She smirked against your skin, becoming increasingly smug already that even in your sleep, your mind and body had wanted her all along. She moved her mouth further down, kissing the top of your hips and right above the heme of your panties, trailing her hands down your torso and her mouth down your inner thighs. In order to wake you up some more, she decided to kiss and slightly suck on the skin of your thighs, not enough to leave a mark but a bit harsh enough to make you stir awake.

You of course, at the feeling of being grazed by something it had snapped you out of your daze and dream, eyes softly fluttering open as you were met with the ceiling above you, your body suddenly felt cold, and exposed, instead of warm and being wrapped up in your bed sheets.

Just as you were about to find the covers, to tug them closer to yourself you were met with a some sort of wet feeling coming from your thighs. You looked down and that’s when you saw it, your wife was between your legs, her blue eyes looking up at you while she kissed and sucked on your inner thighs, the duvet covers behind her almost falling off the bed with the position she was in.

You gasped lowly as she smirked against your skin, pulling away from it she crawled up your body, kissing you as her hands parted your legs even more and as her torso rested against your sex.

“Good morning.”

You hummed in agreement against her lips, your hands going to grab at her back, as they slipped up under her shirt, as your blunt nails dug into her skin. Maria hummed at the action, evident that you were just as needy as she was.

Her kisses grew heated by the second, taking your bottom lip between her teeth a small moan left your lips. She took it as an opportunity to shove her tongue into your mouth, a surprise gasp left her lips at her force of action but you weren’t complaining. One of her free hands, trailed down the outside of your body, reaching down to squeeze between the mattress and your flesh to grab at your ass.

A moan rippled through your mouth, and Maria took it to move from your lips to your neck, biting and sucking on the soft flesh of your neck. You turned your head to the side, allowing her to get better access to your neck.

She continued to kiss on your neck, her free hands exploring your body, gripping and groping at anyplace she could reach on you, making you both riled up more.

“Mar.” You mumbled out, a small gasp left your lips as she grazed your pulse point.

“Yeah, baby?” She responded, slightly muffled by your neck as her tongue darted out to lick a stripe across your neck.

“Need you, need you baby.” You moaned, desperate for your wife’s touch in the place you needed her the most. Maria nodded, placing a kiss to your lips as her lips trailed down your body, suppel fingers grazed your hips as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of your panties, pulling them off your legs and tossing them aside.

Maria settled into the mattress, grabbing your outer thighs and bending one of them up so that one rested atop her shoulder and the other settled by her side. She took her time, kissing your thighs and against the outside of your pussy.

She saw how wet you were, you were practically dripping for her and it made her feral. Maria started slow, licking a long stripe with her tongue from your entrance to your clit, which had you whining.

The woman decided to not waste anymore time, her mouth enclosing against your clit, tip of her tongue darting out to flick against your clit, while she sucked against the bundle of nerves.

You threw your head back in pleasure, a small whine left your lips painting your bedroom, with the sinful antics that were taking place. Your wife continued her movements on your pussy, alternating between sucking on your clit and flickering her tongue against it. She hummed against you, sending vibrations through your body and only adding to your pleasure.

“Oh fuck Maria, feels so good.”

The only response she had, was another wave of vibrations against you as she continued to enjoy and savor your taste, the last few weeks without her having you like this, was what had the woman pent up and thankfully she acted on her urges, and that you needed her just as much as she needed you.

Moving her head from side to side, she had her nose pressing against your pubic bone, slightly cutting off her oxygen but she could care any less, she would’ve gladly been suffocated by your thighs whenever she’d eat you out.

Your hands had wandered into her hair, fingers curling around the short strands of her hair and tugging at it lightly, this caused her to groan against you. Your wife continued her movements against you, sucking harshly on your clit, diving in like it would be her last meal. You couldn’t help but moan underneath her, babbling incoherent words and noises as you got lost in the pleasure you were feeling, she was damn good with her mouth and she had no problem reminding you of it.

“You taste so fucking good baby, get to enjoy this pretty pussy whenever I want.” She rasped, pulling off you for a moment to compliment you, and you whined in response bucking your hips upwards at the loss of contact from her mouth.

One of her free hands had shimmed itself between your bodies, you watched as she smirked lightly at your neediness. Her fingers circled at your dripping entrance, and you bucked your hips even more in response. She knew you wanted to be filled and have her mouth on you at the same time, she just wanted you to slightly beg for it.

“Gotta tell me what you want, sweetheart.”

You groaned at her smug antics, but you were cut off from forming a sentence as she shoved two fingers inside you without warning, a gasp left your lips as they slid in easily with no resistance, she’d usually have to stretch you out but that wasn’t the case right now from how worked up you were.

Her long slender fingers began to pump inside you, starting off at a medium pace. Her mouth exploring other parts of your body that she could reach, before returning her attention back to your clit. Lips wrapping around your clit as she sucked and pumped in and out of you.

You moaned, small praises falling off your lips at her actions, and you knew she was a woman who loved praise especially in the bedroom. You got lost in the feeling of having two different types of simulations on your pussy and you could feel yourself reaching your peak quicker than usual.

Suddenly she stopped all together, she could tell you were close as she felt your clit twitching against her tongue, you let out a high pitched whine as you bucked your hips, this was the second time she stopped eating you out.

“M-mar, why’d you stop? Please, I need you.” You pleaded, squirming underneath her as you simply saw her smirk up at you.

“Grind into my face princess, make yourself cum.”

Your whole body shivered with arousal and goosebumps at her words, you nodded feverishly now understanding why she stopped.

You shimmed yourself lower onto the bed, now throwing both of your legs around her shoulders as the back of your thighs rested against her shoulder blades. Her fingers hit deeper at this angle and it made your eyes roll to the back of your head for a moment.

You bucked your hips, fingers now digging into the back of her scalp as you pushed her mouth down onto you, her tongue resting flat against your clit. You began to grind up into her, head thrown back as you felt her fingers starting to pump into you again, this time at a faster pace, you continued to ride her face grinding into her as you shuddered and moaned.

“Fuck, fuck, so close. Gonna cum, gonna cum.” You rushed out, holding onto her head harder and her nose fully hitting your pubic bone, as you grinded faster like your life depended on it.

Your walls were clenching around her fingers, and she knew it would only take a few more seconds for you to orgasm. So she curled her fingers into you and returned to suck on your clit for a moment.

Your legs shook as you came, your wife’s name falling from your lips as you cummed all over her fingers. Maria didn’t let up as she sucked on your clit and fingers still pumping into you. You whined, feeling a bit sensitive as your orgasm had hit you slightly stronger and faster than usual, it usually happened when she was away for a certain period of time that she could make you cum and be sensitive at the same time. One thing about Maria, she loved it every time she got you like this, it would usually take two orgasms sometimes three to make you overly sensitive.

“M-Maria, sensitive.” Were the only words you had managed to convey to her, your orgasm slightly overstimulating your body as you had just woken up moments ago.

She heard you, but she didn’t care. Instead she pulled off your mouth after she made sure to clean up what she could with her tongue. She pulled out of you, and a small groan of dissatisfaction left your lips at the sudden loss of feeling full.

You removed your legs from her shoulders, settling them at the side of her body. You watched as she whipped your wetness and cum, on your things and exposed stomach, making you flinch slightly at the sensitivity.

Her fingers reached for your shirt, rolling it up more to rest against your ribs in the process of this she caught a glimpse of your erect nipples peeking in through your shirt.

“I’m not done with you yet, pretty girl. Think you can give me one more sweetheart?”

You hummed, nodding your head at her sentence and watching as she again settled between your legs. The hand that was just inside you, returned to its original position, entering you without warning. You moaned once again, wincing slightly at the sensitivity, you knew your second orgasm wouldn’t take long to come.

“That’s it, good girl. You feel so good wrapped around my fingers, don’t even have to stretch you out this time, just that needy uh?” She groaned, her raspy morning voice is what also added the fuel to your pleasure.

“Y-yes, so needy for you Maria.” You sighed out, opening your legs even more and letting her take what she needed, and your wife relished in the way your body gave in so willingly to her. Her lips crashed into yours, your hands tangling into her brown locks as you kissed her back.

Her slender fingers had curled into you, pumping in and out of you as she started to rut into you harder, the sloshing sounds of your pussy had only added to her rough movements and made you let out obscene moans and filthy praises.

“Right there baby, fuck you feel so good inside me.” You whimpered, mouth detaching from her own to moan out praises at how good your wife was fucking you. Maria groaned, you looked so gorgeous underneath her as she continued to fuck you, watching the way your face twisted in pleasure and your mouth hang open.

Her lips moved to your neck, biting and sucking at the flesh, leaving small marks in her wake but not enough to mark you fully. Maria just wanted to be as close to you as possible, her fingers deep inside your pussy as she curled them and felt you start to tighten against them again and she could feel you twitching.

“Yeah? I feel so good inside you? Imagine how good my cock would feel next.” She groaned, adding a third finger inside you that had you letting out her name with a high pitched moan behind it, opening up your legs more so she could easily fuck up into you.

Her words about you taking her cock next, hadn’t fully registered in your brain yet, but you couldn’t help but nod at her words, lost in the pleasure she was giving you.

“Fuck! Maria fuck, baby — so close mhm you’re gonna gonna make me cum again.” You babbled out, watching her groan and start to thrust her body into you as she followed the rhythm of her fingers. God you needed her closer to you, your hands came to clutch at her back, blunt nails sinking into her shoulder blades, your lips right by her ear as you moaned lowly, whispering praises to your wife as she moaned at the feeling of you squeezing around her.

“Cum for me baby, cum all over my fingers pretty girl.”

With another strangled high pitched moan, followed by your wife’s name, you came all over her fingers as your body shuddered in pleasure, your orgasm sending a shockwave throughout your body.

She continued to slowly pump her fingers inside you, helping you ride out her orgasm, your teeth sunk into her collarbone, inflicting a wince from her as you became too sensitive from your second orgasm.

After she was sure she pulled all of your cum from your second orgasm, onto her fingers she pulled out as a small whimper left your lips. She brought her fingers full of your cum and juices to you, with your post orgasm daze you opened your mouth, sucking your taste off her fingers.

Maria sat back, pulling her evidently soaked panties off and tossing them somewhere in the room. She made a move to take off her shirt along with yours, after that was done, she settled between your legs, both of you now completely naked and pressed against one another.

You connected your lips, your hands tangling in her hair softly as her own hands cupped at your face in a breathless lust filled kiss.

“I’m not done with you yet, gotta make up for lost time.” She hummed against your lips, pulling off your lips after a while of just kissing you. Your mind had now registered at her words, watching the way she briefly pulled her upper body off you and went to reach into the bottom drawer of your nightstand.

You bit your lip, knowing what she was reaching for and you watched intently as she pulled what she needed from the drawer.

“Mhm, we have plenty of time to make up for it; but you’re right Mar, better get a head start now.” You giggled, a new pool of arousal settling between your legs as you saw her hook the strap-on onto her hips, and settled between herself once again between your legs.

Your long list of tasks could wait until the next day, it wasn’t as urgent as the need for your wife was right now.

They Were Teammates

Maria Hill x Reader

@flufftober Day 1: "I've got you."

Word Count: 2.7k

You never expected to work for Shield, but then again, it’s not the sort of career that can be predicted. 

It wasn’t a struggle convincing you to take the job. Something about it appealed to you that was hard to explain. You’d just finished the training programme for another government agency when they called. 

They asked for an interview face to face. You agreed, curious more than anything to see what the people there were really like.

One woman arrived. Dark hair tied back in a ponytail, straightforward manner. Her eyes were harder to pin down. Like something fragile in the middle of something strong. You kept your thoughts to yourself, sitting in a small meeting room on your best behaviour.

The Agent gave you a brief outline of the different types of missions, the different career paths, the opportunities to develop. You didn’t speak, or ask a question, waiting patiently for the moment at the end when you could accept. 

The recruiter seemed surprised, her eyebrow lifting at your calm manner. She was right, it hadn’t been a thrilling pitch. But there was something about her approach, the calmness and the heart behind it.  You had a feeling she was smart enough to know the best thing for you. 

You shook hands and exchanged pleased looks. Her handshake was strong and straightforward. 

‘Thank you, Agent.’ You’d said, your heart brimming with the feeling of making a good choice. 

‘Call me Agent Hill.’ She’d said.

Later that night, you wondered if she knew her eyes were so hard to forget. 

You got your answer when you joined the Shield base and were thrown into yet another, more rigorous, training programme. Even back then, Agent Hill was enough of a legend that low whispers entered any room she did. 

Despite her being the first person you met from Shield, as a rookie you rarely saw her. Sometimes, when you had the chance to observe missions, you would hear her sharp instructions on the comms. 

When at last, your class of recruits all became agents in your own right, there was a small party held in one of the break rooms. The six of you had gone through hell together to get to this point. You’d spent the most miserable days of training promising each other that you’d have a wild party at the end.

You were all too exhausted for any kind of wild party.  Instead, you celebrated with relieved smiles and playing combat video games.

Agent Hill was the only agent to visit your group that evening. She knocked the break room door, before coming in with a six pack of beer, her finger hooked in the white plastic. 

Her smile was small but it lit up the room. The others gave a grateful cheer as she placed the beers on the table for you all to enjoy. 

‘Well done agents.’ She said, emphasizing the title that you had finally earned. The others cheered again, but you stayed quiet and at last let the feeling of pride settle inside you. Agent Hill’s gaze caught on your half hidden smile. Her eyes softened and you felt the directness of her approval for the first time. When she’d left the room again, another agent - your best friend on the programme - gave you a knowing look. 

Your first real mission was the scariest and most exciting day of your life. The effort it had taken to get here felt like a badge of honor. But nerves and adrenaline still pulsed through your veins.

Agent Hill was waiting on the Quinjet when you arrived. Your job was to give her cover as she completed some intel retrieval. You kept your expression calm and pleasant, desperate not to seem unprepared. You were sure Agent Hill could tell nonetheless.

As the Quinjet flew, she took the opportunity to go through the planned mission in detail. You latched onto the information gratefully, eager to take your mind off the way your heart was beating out your chest.

The mission was a success. Your mind calmed itself as you covered Agent Hill through the enemy building, you ran through her detailed instructions over and over in your head.

‘Don’t forget to keep your eyes upward. A warehouse like that will have beams running across the ceiling.’

As you walked through the seemingly empty space, you both heard the quiet click of a weapon. You had time to hear Agent Hill’s breath catch, to watch her eyes dart to the shadowed corners ahead of her. Your gaze glanced upwards and you didn’t hesitate to shoot the man you saw. 

At first, Agent Hill didn’t look at you. You could see the frustration flash across her face. There was a reason this had been given to you as your first mission. You weren't supposed to be needed. 

In less than a heartbeat, her expression was gone. Agent Hill’s gaze found yours and you knew again that she was proud of you. A grin broke out on your face, despite the situation.

On the Quinjet, heading back to base, you approached Agent Hill. You cleared your throat nervously and thanked her for helping your first mission go well.

Agent Hill gave you a look of indulgent patience. You wished you could know what she really thought of you. 

‘When we’re on a team. I’ve got you.’ She told you simply. 

You nodded, swallowing a lump in your throat that you couldn’t explain. You turned to leave, but just as you did Agent Hill spoke again. 

‘And when we’re on a team. You can call me Maria.’

‘Me too.’ You replied, feeling your cheeks heat and wondering if she could tell. Maria’s mouth lifted in amusement and you realized your mistake. ‘Wait. I mean you could call me Y/N too, if you wanted.’

And that was the start of the next three years. Three years of you climbing the ranks at Shield, just nowhere near as fast as Agent Hill did.

In that time, you had a dozen more missions together. Sometimes, you only knew about her involvement when you heard her calling your first name over the comms. It never failed to make you smile. If it was an intel mission, sometimes you’d glance up to the ceiling of the building you were in and relive the moment from your first mission that had become one of your proudest memories. 

Shield was not an easy place to make a home. A lot of broken people walked the hallways, doing their best to stay whole. You were not an exception. 

Maria just made you remember yourself. The person who had joined Shield. The person who was proud to work here. The person who could come back from missions with a smile on their face. 

Maria always made dry comments to you over the comms, sarcastic enough to almost hide the joke behind them. You weren’t as good at multitasking as she was, but when you had enough brainspace free, you tried to make them too.

Sometimes, on the Shield base, you’d spot her in the cafeteria eating alone. You’d slide casually into the seat next to her. You knew she didn’t sit with anyone, unless it was a working lunch. Maria always raised her eyebrow at you, a picture of skepticism, but you could tell she was pleased to see you. In three years, maybe it wasn’t much of anything. But, if you were honest with yourself, it meant a whole lot. 

Almost a month ago, you’d heard the first rumors about the new secret missions that an elite team of agents had been brought in on. You knew just from the word ‘elite’ that Maria was part of it. You couldn’t help paying attention more than usual to the gossip. Shield operated with a high level of secrecy. But, it was also filled with the sort of people who traded information like a hot commodity.

You picked up pieces. Just hearing the murmured rumors, made you feel a cold apprehension. 

You learned that one of the other experienced agents on the elite team had ended up quitting Shield altogether. 

‘Apparently, it’s the things they’re having to see.’ You heard one agent say over lunch in the cafeteria. ‘They’re even making the Black Widow see a therapist.’

When your annual holiday leave was due to begin, you found yourself both grateful and reluctant. The elite team had just been sent on another top secret mission. The rumors already flying around promised it was going to be dangerous.

You didn’t want to be around for the horrible waiting game that would be too easy to play. You couldn’t even ask her about it. You weren’t really close to Maria. At best, she was a work friend that you rarely worked with. You were leagues apart in your ability and rank. 

You didn’t expect to see Maria in the hallway on the morning that you left the base. Something about her presence immediately worried you. She didn’t look well.

Her face was pale and her shoulders were tense. You wanted to speak, but you didn’t know what to say to her. Your stomach gave a cold lurch. You glanced into the room she was waiting outside of. The other elite agents were inside. You recognised some civilians, family members there for visits. You recognised Agents Romanoff and Barton sitting with a woman who was holding a baby. 

Your stomach lurched again. Where the hell were they going on this mission?

You turned back to meet Maria’s gaze. Her stare was more vulnerable than you’d expected. 

She would always be a person who’d supported you in your best moments. You knew it was more a testament to her character than your closeness. 

You reached forward and gave her a careful hug. She felt tense to the bone.

‘Good luck Maria.’

She didn’t speak. Worry descended on you as you walked away.

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You spend the first night away from Shield in your own apartment. You lie in bed, staring at your ceiling and wondering if home will always be so unfamiliar. 

You spend five long days realizing that this place can only be your home if you make it one.

You don’t expect your phone to ring. You never thought it would be her number. Your mind flashes with the mission that you’ve been trying not to think of. 

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You answer the phone and despite the darkness, the world begins to burn in screaming color.

Maria’s voice is cracked. She tells you that she is safe and you wonder if you can believe her. She gives you her location. She pauses, like she doesn’t know how to ask.

You tell her you’re coming. Trap or not, mission protocol to hell, you’re going to be there.

You’re driving in your car not ten minutes later. Nerves and adrenaline are coursing through your veins like old friends. The familiar feeling you wear on missions has sunk in.

You try not to think about what’s waiting for you. What’s happened on the mission. You have another hour to drive.

You let yourself enjoy the reckless feeling of swinging sharply around the tight corners when you reach the dirt tracks. Maria is at one of the more secret safe houses. 

You wonder if that’s why she called you. You are perfectly unattached to whatever has happened. You aren’t involved in the mission she’s come from and anyone watching the Shield base wouldn’t be tracking you. Illogically, embarrassingly, you hope she’s called because of the moment in the hallway.

Your gut starts churning with another feeling. A desperate need to do this right. Whatever this is. To pay back something that can’t be paid back. 

You pull up at a lonely farmhouse, and you notice the tire tracks leading to the closed barn doors. You walk there first. 

She said she was safe

You remind yourself as you force your heart to calm down. You hate the dark, and there is nothing like the darkness of open fields at night. 

In the dim light of the moon, you can see a motorcycle inside the barn, standing against an old discarded workbench.

Cautiously you touch the exhaust pipe and feel the cool metal. Maria likely waited to call you. Your stomach tightens but you aren’t surprised. 

You move around to the back of the farmhouse. There’s a light on inside and your shoulders loosen.

You walk through the kitchen door.

Maria is sitting at the old fashioned kitchen counter. Her head is in her hands. Her arms are bare and you can see the soft bruises littering her skin. She is hunched forward and for the first time you think she looks small. She is not the woman you have known before.

‘Maria.’ You call, barely above a whisper.

She looks up at you with a forced dry smile. Her eyes still flicker with something familiar, and you remember that you have known her for years.

The lighting is too dim to tell if she’s been injured, but you have a feeling. You walk closer: the quiet and her stare feels intimate. It makes the world seem suddenly small.

You cautiously ask a few questions about what led her here. You stand next to the counter and Maria stands up automatically, like she’s giving you some kind of mission report. She replies to your questions, but you can tell she doesn’t really want to. She admits to some injuries. You can make out a fresh scar on her cheek, cutting the skin below her eye. Her answers aren’t always concrete. All you know is she’s safe now. That the danger has passed, it didn’t follow her.

‘I don’t think I can sleep.’ Maria tells you suddenly. She starts to grip the counter top and you watch her arms tense. Muscles tighten under mottled skin. Her voice is cracking with fear and you feel scared too. Someone like Maria doesn’t invent her fears.

You touch her shoulder and don’t know if it’s the wrong move. You remember the hallway at Shield and the way it wasn’t enough. Maria’s shoulders tense. Her breathing is ragged and you can feel it under your fingertips now. You don’t know what to do. You can feel your own fear rising. The spiral of wanting to do something right and feeling it fall apart anyway. 

You know she’s fighting not to cry. Her sharp, stuttering breaths are forced through clenched teeth. You do what you do in a lot of emergency situations. You try to remember what you’ve been told before.

You catch Maria’s gaze. Her eyes are wide and for the first time you feel calm. You know what to do. 

‘When we’re on a team.’ You say, and your voice is steady. ‘I’ve got you.’

Maria stares at you and you wonder if her words are still familiar to her too. It doesn’t matter. What matters is what they mean.

‘Maria, we are always on a team.’

You reach out and take her hand. You feel her squeeze it tightly and you watch as the first tears start falling. 

You go to hug her and she hugs you back. Her body is trembling and you know in your bones that it has been too long. Your arms tighten around her and her body leans into you. 

That night, you drive together back to your apartment. The air between you has become something different and you don’t know what yet. You have a feeling that you might have loved Maria since the first time you saw her. But that’s okay. These things will work out if they’re meant to.

Maria is facing into the dim car. Her chin is resting against the seatbelt. Her eyes keep closing, but you’re pretending not to notice. There’s a streak of dried blood on her face. 

She was telling you before about growing up. About the things that made her join a place like Shield. 

She is irrevocably human now and you are grateful. The night feels heavy but also, you realize, that you have never felt stronger. 

You keep looking out onto the dark road. You know that she’ll fall asleep any minute now. There is no danger, she’s on a team and someone’s got her back. She can rest.

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Pairings: Werewolf Maria Hill x Werewolf Hunter Reader

Warnings: Sadism, Possessiveness, Stalking, Breaking In, Cannibalism, Dismemberment, Vivisepulture (Buried Alive), Slight Gore, Bruises, Scars, Height Difference, Slight Age Difference & Marking

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It was the morning of October 31st, 1965. One night a year where kids and some adults would dress up as weird or scary things. It was one night a year where the creatures of the dark could come out and roam the streets and nobody would know if they were real or not. One night a year where werewolves and vampires could come out and people would not be scared of them. Some people really didn't believe in such creatures like these but some did. Y/N believed in them especially werewolves and that's how she became a werewolf hunter.

Y/N was known as one of the outcasts of her town just for believing in werewolves and other creatures. She wanted to protect her town and even though no one believed her she'd prove that they were real. Even if she had to slice off a Werewolves head and bring it to them. She had been a werewolf hunter for almost 2 years now and every time she's close to catching a werewolf they always disappear.

For the past few months though she has been hunting down this one werewolf that managed to disappear every single time she gets too close. This werewolf had black hair and bright blue eyes that would pierce through someone's soul. It had black claws as sharp as knives and it was over 6'5". The tail almost touched the ground. One of its ears was chopped in half while the other ear had Shiny Navy Blue earrings, that would shimmer in the moonlight. The wolf also had a navy blue septum piercing. The werewolf always wore these Dark Navy Blue sweatpants but had them pulled up to its knees whenever it was spotted. The werewolf also wore these black metal cuffs around its wrists and ankles and Y/N doesn't know why yet.

Y/N was getting hunting supplies at one of the local stores when she heard a crash and then shouting. Y/N rushed over and saw a man on the floor and a woman standing 5 feet away. "WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM" the man shouted and the woman didn't answer. Y/N looked at the woman and saw that she had short black hair and striking blue eyes. The woman was wearing a leather jacket and baggy navy blue ripped jeans. She saw that the woman was wearing black cuffs around her wrists. The woman was wearing black combat boots. The woman was also pretty tall causing Y/N to gulp. The woman was pretty muscular as well and had a strong body build. "You should really watch where you're going man" the woman said in a raspy voice causing River to shiver slightly. "ME YOU WERE THE ONE WHO BUMPED INTO ME AND KNOCKED ME DOWN" the man shouted before getting up and grabbing hold of the woman's moon phase shirt. "I suggest you let go of my shirt or you'll regret it" the woman said calmly as people started coming over to see what the commotion was.The man still didn't let go causing the black haired woman to clench her jaw before grabbing the man's wrist and gripping tightly. The man's eyes widened in shock as he felt the grip on his wrist. "What the hell let go of my wrist" the man said.

The black haired woman leaned down and whispered into the man's ear. "You don't know what I'm capable of so I suggest you let go of my shirt or I will break your wrist" the woman said before she felt eyes on her causing her to look up and lock eyes with Y/N. The black haired woman smirked before her eyes glowed a brighter blue causing Y/N's eyes to widen in shock. The woman squeezed the man's wrist a bit tighter as she spoke into his ear. Y/N watched as the man started shaking in fear before letting go of the woman's shirt. Y/N saw the woman let go of the man's wrist and saw a visible hand print around it.

The man ran past Y/N and she stepped back so she wouldn't get shoved out of the way. She looked back over to see the woman walking in the opposite direction while carrying a couple pack of ground beef not seeming fased by the coldness to it. Y/N ran after her and catched up to her. "Um excuse me Ma'am" Y/N said and the woman stopped before looking down at Y/N who was at least 5 inches shorter than her. "What do you want are you here to pick a fight as well" the woman asked in that raspy voice of hers. "Oh um no nothing like that" Y/N said shaking her head. The woman raised her eyebrow waiting for Y/N to speak again. "Oh right um I'm Y/N and I couldn't help but watch what had happened. I'm sorry about that man he can be mean when he gets drunk" Y/N said and the woman rolled her eyes. "Of course he was drunk I could smell it off of him and I'm Maria by the way" the woman said causing Y/N to smile before looking down at the 6 packs of ground beef in Maria's hands.

"Hey um aren't those freezing your hands off" Y/N asked Maria and Maria looked down before her eyes widened in shock. She sets them down on one of the racks before smiling at Y/N. "I didn't even realize I was still carrying them" Maria lied and Y/N chuckled. "I'll go find a basket for you" Y/N said before walking off in search of a shopping basket. Once she returned she saw Maria wasn't anywhere causing her to frown. "Damn it" Y/N muttered out before setting the basket down on the ground. She went back to shopping for her supplies before making her way to the registers.

Y/N made her way out of the store and to her car. As she was unlocking her car she looked up to see glowing blue eyes. She looked over her shoulder but nothing was there. She opened her trunk and set the hunting stuff down before shutting the door. Y/N jumped slightly when she heard a car alarm going off before looking over to see huge claw marks across the rear and front door on the back left side on a black car a couple feet away. As she was putting stuff away she felt someone tap her shoulder from behind. She grabbed her knife and spun around and pointed it at the person who put their hands up. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw it was Maria. "Wow easy there I just wanted to give you something" Maria said in that raspy voice of hers before holding out a piece of white paper. "What is it" Y/N said cautiously. "My phone number, I thought I'd give it to you because you're cute" Maria said causing Y/N to lower her knife as she grabbed the paper while her face turns red. "Oh um I- thanks I guess" Y/N said but when she looked back up Maria was gone again causing her to frown. Why did this mysterious woman named Maria kee on disappearing like that Y/N had thought.

Y/N went home and took out all of her hunting supplies from her trunk before shutting the trunk door. She made her way up the walkway before walking up the three steps to her house. She took out her keys and unlocked the door before opening the door and shutting it behind her after she walked in. Y/N locked the door before walking into her living room and setting all of the stuff down. As Y/N was walking around her room bright blue eyes followed her every move as a piece of human flesh was put into the mouth that belonged to the person with blue eyes.

An hour ago those same blue eyes were glowing. Those blue eyes had belonged to no other than Maria. Maria was walking through the forest dragging that man that had grabbed her shirt in the grocery store. He had been screaming the whole time while trying to break free as Maria dragged him by the back of his shirt while his hands were tied. Maria didn't listen to his screaming and didn't seem bothered by his struggling. She walked for a while until she stopped next to a big hole she dug up 30 minutes ago before kidnapping the man. The man's eyes widened in shock when he saw the hole. Before he could answer Maria kneeled down as her nails turned into claws. The man's eyes had widened in shock before she ripped his hand off of him causing him to scream really loudly. "Next time think before you mess with the wrong person" Maria said before shoving him in the hole with her foot. She grabbed the shovel and started tossing dirt back into the hole. The man started coughing as dirt kept hitting him in the face.

Maria was now watching Y/N walk around her house while eating the man's hand that she had ripped off. She was perched in the tree that was in Y/N's backyard. Maria had a perfect view of the whole house since it was just a single floor house. The tree branches and leaves his Maria perfectly since it was still day time. She was slightly confused as to why she took a liking to this woman that was clearly 5 or 6 years younger than her. She has never felt this way with anyone before and it made her feel protective of this one special girl. She wanted to take her away from her life and claim her as hers and only hers.

Maria watched Y/N walk into the bathroom which had a small window. She jumped down from the tree before walking quietly towards the house. Thank god for a privacy fence. Maria stopped in front of the back door before her pointer finger nail turned into a claw. She put it into the key hole before moving it around and stopped when she heard a click. It was risky to break in in the middle of the day but Maria was pretty sneaky when she wanted to be. Maria's claw disappeared before she opened the door and walked into the house. She closed the door quietly behind her before walking through the house towards the bathroom. She stopped when she looked in the living room to see hunting stuff causing her eyes to narrow before she continued to walk to the bathroom. She was about to reach for the door but realized it was already wide open. Guess Y/N didn't shut it. The shower was running and Maria looked up to see Y/N in the shower washing her body. The glass doors had steamed up but Maria could still see all of Y/N's body. Her eyes glowed blue as she licked her razor sharp teeth. She was about to step forward when Y/N's phone started ringing on the toilet beside the shower. She moved away from the bathroom door before hurrying up out of the house.

There was still a couple hours until trick or treating started at 6 pm and it's currently 3 pm. Y/N had gotten out of the shower and hit the dismiss button on her phone for her alarm. She dried herself off before wrapping the towel around herself and walked out of the bathroom. She made her way to her bedroom before grabbing a pair of her underwear. She started getting ready after completely drying off. She put on some black leather pants and a black sweatshirt. She put her socks on before her black combat boots that had silver spikes that came out of the bottoms of them. She grabbed her leather jacket and put it on over her sweatshirt before grabbing her scarf and wrapping it around her neck. She walked into her living room and grabbed her hunting stuff before heading out of her house. When she looks up she sees Maria leaning against her car causing her to stop. "Uh Maria w-what are you doing here" Y/N stuttered out and Maria smirked before pushing herself off of Y/N's car. She stopped in front of Y/N before looking down at all the handmade weapons except for the crossbow. "What's all this for" Maria said ignoring Y/N's question. "Um you wouldn't believe me if I told you" Y/N said and Maria let out a throaty laugh before looking directly into Y/N's eyes. "Try me" Maria said and Y/N gulped. "I'm hunting for a werewolf tonight" Y/N said and Maria's smile faltered before her eyes darkened. "Oh then why don't I join you" Maria asked and Y/N frowned. "Why would you help me, do you also believe in werewolves" Y/N asked and Maria leaned back up before nodding her head. "Yeah I do" Maria said before shoving her hands in her pockets.

The two drove in silence as Y/N gripped the steering wheel slightly. "How'd you know where I lived" Y/N finally spoke up and Maria looked over from the passenger side. "You should have asked me that before you let me into your car" Maria spoke up cause Y/N's eyes to widen in shock. She hit the gas pedal causing the car to screech to a halt. Maria winced at the sound of the screeching. Y/N looked over at Maria who was already staring at her with piercing blue eyes. She looks closer and frowns slightly. "Your eyes look so damn familiar" Y/N said before Maria smirks. "Oh Little Human you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into" Maria said in her raspy voice causing Y/N's eyes to widen in shock. She opened her car door and quickly got out as Maria slowly got out of the car. She just watched as Y/N opened the back seat and grabbed her crossbow. Maria shut the car door before watching Y/N walk around the back of the car before standing a couple feet away from her.

"You're the werewolf I've been trying to hunt down for months now" Y/N said as she pointed her crossbow at Maria who seemed unfazed by all of this. "Why didn't I see this sooner" Y/N said as she sighed before looking back at Maria who was staring at her. Maria looked around to see that they were near a forest with nothing else around them. Y/N saw Maria looking around causing her to clutch the crossbow tighter. "I'll shoot you if you so much as take a step" Y/N said causing Maria to look back at her and smirk. Maria took a step towards Y/N causing Y/N to take a step back. "I said stay put" Y/N shouted and Maria took another step forward. Before Y/N could do anything she was slammed against the rear door causing the crossbow to drop to the ground. She looked up at Maria in shock who just smirked down at her. Before Maria could speak Y/N stomped on Maria's foot before shoving her away from the stomach. She scrambled away as she grabbed the crossbow before shooting Maria in the shoulder causing her to scream out in pain. She ripped the arrow out of her shoulder and dropped it to the ground as she looked at the wound that was slowly already closing before she glared up at Y/N.

"You shouldn't have done that Y/N I suggest you start running now" Maria rasped out as she saw the crossbow drop to the ground. Y/N ran off into the forest. Silver was supposed to wound werewolves and keep them from healing but Maria seemed to be fine. Maria starts following Y/N but doesn't run because she knows all the forests around her like the back of her hand.

It felt like hours since Y/N started running through the forest and the sun had just disappeared. And the full moon was up in the sky. Maria had taken off her leather jacket and her black combat boots. Maria looked up at the moon to see it was a harvest full moon making her smirk as her eyes glowed bright blue. Her hunting instincts started coming to the surface as she began walking through the forest making sure not to make a sound as she closely listened to Y/N's footsteps. As Maria was listening she heard a twig snap a few feet ahead causing her to smirk. She started walking faster following the scent of Y/N and the sound of her footsteps. As Maria kept getting closer and closer she started speeding up before she was full on sprinting after Y/N. Maria tackled Y/N to the ground right when she caught up to her causing the two to tumble to the ground as Y/N let out a loud scream.

Maria ended up on top of Y/N causing her to smirk as she looked down at Y/N. "Oh Y/N you're absolutely cute like this, your widened eyes, heavy breathing and Racing heart that I can hear" Maria said and Y/N's face flushed slightly. Maria had Y/N's wrists pinned to the ground with a slightly tighter grip. "You know I have to be honest with you Little Human ever since I met you at that store I've become slightly obsessed with you" Maria said causing Y/N's eyes to widen even more. "W-what" Y/N stuttered out causing Maria to grab Y/N's jaw with one of her hands before leaning down. "I've become obsessed with you since in the store, I just keep thinking about how I'll make you mine" Maria said as she feels Y/N grab her wrist. "Something inside me just wants me to claim you right here " Maria said as she leaned down and breathed in Y/N's scent from her neck. Before Y/N could do anything she felt Maria's razor sharp fangs sink into her neck causing her to scream out in pain. Y/N started squirming and kicking her feet trying to shove Maria off of her but Maria's grip tightened around her wrist probably making a bruise already.

Maria pulled away after a couple seconds and Y/N looked up to see Maria's eyes glowing bright blue. Maria looked down at the bite mark on Y/N's neck before leaning back down and licking over it to soothe the pain causing Y/N to let out a whimper. As Y/N just laid there on the muddy ground she felt claws dig into her cheeks and wrist. "M-maria" Y/N stuttered out and Maria pulled away causing Y/N to stop breathing for a couple seconds. As the two looked at each other they heard the town Church bell ring meaning it was Midnight. So they've been out for hours. Maria had been chasing Y/N for hours. "Y-you um you shifted" Y/N stuttered out and Maria looked down to see fur covering her arms. Maria smirked in her werewolf form showing off all of her razor sharp teeth. "Just know you are mine now thanks to that bite mark I gave you" Maria rasped out before licking her lips. She let go of Y/N before getting up and staring at Y/N who was still on the ground. Maria had grown 5 more inches in her werewolf form. "If anyone tries and takes you away from me I'll rip them to shreds darling" Maria said before she disappeared into the night leaving Y/N still on the ground trying to process what just happened. Her whole life had changed just in one whole day and from now on things would be completely different.

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please remember me when you return from a mission, your entire family, including your moms and your girlfriend Wanda, don't remember who you are. You soon find out why, and have to fight to help them remember

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I'm your mother now*^ Everyone knows Natasha was never able to have a child, but when she was denied by adoption agencies and foster care, she decided to take matters into her own hands. If they didn’t want to give her a child, she’d simply take one… (Dark!Natasha x teen reader)

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pairing: shapeshifter!maria hill x fem!reader

summary: someone flirts with you and maria can’t tolerate it.

warnings: pet play!!!, smut!!!, maria has a penis, blowjob, slapping, dirty talk, swearing, praising, addressing reader as “mutt, puppy, bitch”, not proofread, if anything else - let me know and I’ll add it

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"What is a pretty girl like you doing here alone?" A blonde lady asks you.

"Oh, I´m not here alone, my girlfriend is just in the bathroom," you smile at the girl, who is curently too close to your liking.

"Well if she´s in the bathroom, then we can have some fun, before she comes back." The girl touches your hand.

"Oh, no. No, thank you." You take a step away from her.

"Come on, don´t make a big deal out of it. Just a little fun, it won´t hurt you."

Before you can say anything, you feel a hand on your waist, that squeezes you very tightly. You know who it was, even if you were in a coma, you would recognize the touch.

"She said no, so get lost before you gonna get hurt." Maria says firmly as she dugs her nails into your sides.

"You are the girlfriend?" The blonde lady tilts her head and chuckles at Maria´s words.

The next thing you see is your girflriend basically dragging you out of the bar and the blonde girl on the ground with bloody face. To be honest she was asking for it, no is a no and that´s it. And you said it many times, so you are not really sorry for her.

"I can´t believe you." Maria mumbles as she opens the door for you, something she always did.

Early in your dating you once opened your door and she made you go back inside the car, so she could open the door for you, since that... you never open the door.

"You can´t be two minutes alone, god. You just have to be whoring yourself out, huh?" Maria finally looks at you. You sit in the car, not knowing what to say to her. "You´re not gonna say anything?" She slams the door and sits in the driver seat.

"I wasn´t whoring myself out-" you try to explan.

"Oh you weren´t? Look at you, you´re tits are basically out, you have this look in your eyes that says you wanna be fucked-" Maria scoffs, "I can´t believe you, honestly. You want the attention, right? You´re just so fucking needy, you can´t be a second without someone wanting you!" Maria starts the car and the rest of the ride was silent, the engine's gentle hum is the only sound breaking the silence that surrounds you both.

Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Maria's hands on the steering wheel, her knuckles white with frustration. Her jaw is set, and her brows are furrowed in a deep scowl. You steal a quick glance at her, but her gaze is fixed firmly on the passing scenery, her lips pressed into a thin, tight line.

You are screwed.

The radio remains off, a stark contrast to the usual joyful flirty conversations or catchy tunes that fill the air during your car rides. The world outside blurs as you both stew in your own thoughts, the miles passing.

Every so often, you look at her, the anger in the air grows so thick that you can practically taste it. You feel a weight in your chest, an ache of regret, and the unspoken words hang heavy between you. You consider breaking the silence, but Maria's demeanor warns you to stay quiet.

As the car finally pulls into the driveway, you breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that the car ride has come to an end. However, the tension between you and Maria remains as thick as ever. She opens the door and then comes to your side, doing the same as always. Both of you make your way into the house.

Once inside, Maria turns to you, her anger still very visible. Her voice is sharp and cold as she says, "Go to the bedroom." Her words hang in the air, heavy and laced with authority.

Nervousness washes over you as you obey her command, knowing that this is far from over. You make your way to the bedroom, your heart pounding in your chest. The silence in the house is broken only by the sound of your footsteps and the distant noice of Maria´s action in the kitchen.

As you enter the bedroom, you can't help but wonder what will happen next. The tension in the air is almost unbearable, and you know that a storm is brewing.

Maria enters the bedroom, her expression still heavy with anger. She takes a deep breath and finally speaks, her voice tight and controlled. "We need to talk."

You nod, a lump forming in your throat as you prepare yourself for the conversation you've been dreading.

"Your behavior was unacceptable, and it embarrassed me. It´s just... I´ve spent so many weeks on training you and yet it was all for nothing." Maria speaks firmly.

You lower your gaze, feeling a sense of remorse for your actions.

Maria looks at you with this drive in her eyes. "I don't want to hear any apologies, not in words at least. I want you to show me that you're truly sorry."

You meet Maria's gaze, not really knowing if you´re alowed to say anything.

"You need to prove that you´ve learnt something. I need to see that you respect me, our relationship, and our rules." Maria firmly says.

The weight of her words sinks in, and you know that regaining her trust won't be easy, but it's something you're willing to work for. You´re staying quiet.

"You are allowed to talk, speak mutt." She is proud of you for following one of the rules.

You nod, "I understand, Maria. I'll do whatever it takes to make things right. I´m sorry."

"Good. Then we'll start with the learning again, and you'll have to earn back my trust." Maria says while moving closer to you.

As you watch her, you know that actions will indeed speak louder than words.

"Strip and take on your collar. You´ll be sleeping in your kennel tonight-" her words make you protest.

"But-" You whine, but she slaps you.

"You were saying something, mutt?" Maria holds your chin with a strong grip, her nails digging into your face.

Shaking your head quickly, was your only answer. It was some time, since you´ve slept in the kennel. When Maria met you, she knew you would be her good puppy, that she will train no matter what... and she did.

You were always so good for her, some punishments in the early days, but now? You were her precious little puppy, who did everything perfectly and you got rewarded for it. So it was a win win situation, till now.

You didn´t want to make her even more mad, so you did as you were told and got naked, took your collar and kneeled next to the bed. There was no chance she would let you on the bed right now.

Maria smiles as she watches you thinking in your head, what you can and cannot do. "Good, puppy. See? It´s not that hard to be good."

You didn´t do anything wrong today, at all, both of you know it, but Maria loves this type of game, and she knows very well, that you will play it too.

"I was thinking, mutt. Maybe you should get a little reminder, who owns you, because I feel like your little brain is too occupied with the thought of being fucked," she grabs your hair. "That you don´t care who will be the one fucking you." Maria yanks your hair and whispers in your ear, "I bet you´re dripping already."

You take a deep breath, as you know that tonight will be along one.

Maria´s hands cups your pussy. "Of course you are. You´re such a bitch in heat, you would let her take you there, right on the bar, right?" She´s mad mad right now.

"NO! I wouldn´t!" You know you don´t have the permission to talk, but you need to now, you need to show Maria, that you didn´t care about that girl. "I didn´t care about her, only you!"

"You´re forgetting who owns you, you´re forgetting your rules, I´m spoiling you too much now..." Maria slaps you again. "I can see it now, you´re a spoiled bitch." She sighs. "I don´t think I gave you permission to speak. So... use your mouth for better use."

As you try to take Maria´s pants off, you notice that she´s packing, you didn´t notice that before the club, maybe she took it right after you came back home.

But when you take off her pants you notice that it´s not a strap, it´s a real dick. Your eyes widen at that sight. But you didn’t have time to think about it into the depths.

"Go on, suck." Maria brngs your head to her crotch and you immedietly open your mouth.

You start with gentle long, slow licks from top to bottom the base, you know you´re doing a good job, when you hear Maria letting out her moans. You tease her a little with your tongue and she immediately responds by pushing your head further to her, your nose hitting her lower belly.

You make eye contact with her, both of your faces are sharing the same lust, that is now the main emotion, anger can´t no longer be found. You hold her in your throat for a few second before pulling out for a air, but you want to show her you can do it, so you dive back in, making her moan louder this time.

You can feel her twitch inside your mouth, she is close. Your movements are now slower and everything is just messier, spit is coming down your chin, onto your tits, which makes Maria go feral. "Fuck- just like that, puppy." You moan against her, which sends shivers up and down her spine. "You´re doing so good, so fucking good."

You want to show her, that you are hers and only hers, you move closer to her, her dick hitting the back of your throat, your hands are slowly coming to her balls, playing with them which makes Maria cum righ away.

Keeping still so she send her full load down your throat, you proudly swallow it whole, like the good puppy you are. "Just like that, good, very good-" Maria says out of breath.

You lick her clean, not letting a single drip of cum go to waste.

You look like a mess, but so does Maria. One of her fingers finding your chin and she wipes the little cum you had on your lower lip. Bringing the finger into her mouth and tasting herself. "Hm, I don´t blame you, why are you so addicted to my taste... I’m quite delicious." She makes you stand up. "Oh look at that mess you made!" You can see that you´ve ruined the carpet, it´s completly drenched from your juices. "I guess we gonna have way more fun with this ability."

"But- how did you?" You tilt your head, moving your hand to where her dick was a few moments ago, but now it´s just her wet pussy.

"I´ve trained my skills, something you should do too, puppy. So go to your kennel and I´ll think about letting you cum next week."

Maria was harsh, but the orgasms she gives you are worth the wait.

Hehe thank you for reading!:)

KINKTOBER day 10

pairing: darkish!marvel ladies x fem!reader, wanda x reader, natasha x reader, kate x reader, yelena x reader, carol x reader, maria x reader

sumarry: you were kiddnapped, but a group of the mightiest herous will save your life and you can´t be more thankful

warnings: kidnapping, guns mentioned, little dark themes, kissing, touching, dirty talk, smut!!!, eating out, nickname "sir", catching somone having sex, voyeurism kinda, slight angst, wanda controlling your mind, and also reading your mind, group sex mentioned, ladies talking about planning on using you, knife play a little, little shitty writting, it takes forever to get into something, oopsies, if anything else - let me know!

word count: 7k

an: our last day! little crazy how time flies, we wont get into it or ill cry, but truly thank you for all the likes, reblogs, shares and comments! im giggling like a little girl, since few of my favs here commented or likes something soooo thank u!!!! sm!

an2: it was fun and chaotic at the same time! i love you all, stay safe and hopefully i wont dip away.:P

(italics = your thoughts)

!MDNI!

Enjoy this last spooky day and be safe!

You couldn´t see anything at all, the only sense you could count on right now is your hearing, which is not much of a helper. All you could hear is the engine running and some soft music playing in the front. 

You try to move, but your hands are tied together and so are your legs, trying to remeber what happened made your head hurt, so you quickly gave up on that.

After what felt like hours the car finally stopped. You open your eyes, but it is still pitch black, even when you hear someone open the doors, there is nothing in your sight. Then it hit you, you´re maybe in a box, that´s why it´s so hot and you can barely breathe here.

Trying to feel where you are is a good start and you were right, you are in a box. 

Someone opens the back of the car, and you feel that you´re finally moving, they put you down, which wasn´t the gentlest way, but since you´re tied up, these people probably don´t care about your well-being. 

"Open it," you hear an old man says. 

"Money first," this is someone else, someone who is standing right next to you, you´re still seeing pitch black and that is the most terrifying out of everything right now. Even if your try to run away, you don´t know where to, there could be fifty other guys standing there, so you´re in really shitty situation.

"No. I need to see if she´s alive and if it´s truly her." It´s the first voice again. 

"She is, now give me the money." 

What the hell is going on? They want my organs? But they wouldn´t want me alive? Or would they? Maybe they need the organs fresh, shit. My organs? 

Your overthinking is making your heart beat faster, than if you would run a marathon now. 

But is it really overthinking if this is the most possible outcome of this... deal? 

"I want to see her. I won´t give you shit, if I´ll found her dead inside the box." The man is clearly mad now. 

You can hear someone else coming, it sounds like a motorcycle. "Oh so you brought backup?" 

"Me? Stop fucking playing around." You can hear that both of them are unease, their voices are filled with anger and it´s just a question of time, when they will explode like a bomb. You´re hoping you won´t be the center of catastrophe. 

The motorcycle stops and you can hear someone re-load a gun. 

A gun? Holy shit. 

"Oh come on boys? What do you think you´re doing here, hm?" You can hear a woman speaking, her voice has a hint of smokiness and a certain level of strength, making it both captivating and commanding. It's a voice that demands attention and conveys a sense of experience and resilience. You could bet your life that you already heard this voice somewhere. 

You don´t really know what´s goining on, but you feel like they´re just pointing guns at eachother, at least that´s what you´ve imagined.

The lady chuckles. "You are all surronded, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide," it was a quiet for a little bit, after she starts to speak again, "I wouldn´t done that if I was you, see the red dots? Yeah I have backup. And yours? Already arested," she adds. 

Arested? Oh she´s from the police! Police! Yes! 

You can hear how someone is walking closer to you, but from a totally different way then you heard the people talk before. But that is the last think you think of, before you completly pass out. 

... 

Beep, beep, beep. 

Is all you can hear, before you can even open your eyes. You take a few deep breaths and with that, you slowly open them. The light isn´t as sharp as you thought it´s gonna be, so you blink a few times and your already adjusted to being awake.

Looking around give you an answer where you are, the hospital. All of your clothes are on the chair, packed in a plastic bag. So it must have ended good, the lady arested the bad guys and now you´re in the hospital, which isn´t your favorite place, but hey, you could be in a coffin now, so you see it as a win. 

You don´t even feel in pain, maybe you´re head hurt a little bit, but you´re used to it. You slowly trace your hand all over your body, but you think you´re all good. 

A person coming into your room pulls you out of your thoughts, as you look up at them, you notice is The Natasha Romanoff. One of The Avengers. One of the coolest people in the whole world! 

Your eyes widen at her standing next to you with a little smile on her face. "You´re finally awake, how are you feeling?" her voice was so soothing, you feel like she could bring you from dead if that was the case. 

As you observe Natasha´s outfit, you can't help but be drawn to her effortlessly cool and edgy style. She's wearing sleek, form-fitting black pants that hug her curves perfectly, adding a touch of boldness to her overall look. The pants highlight her long, lean legs, accentuating her confidence. Her choice of a white tank top underneath the black leather jacket is simple, it shows you just enough of her abs to let you know, that she could kill with them. 

"I- uh good. Great. Amazing." She chuckles at your answer. 

"So I assume the pills are working." She nods her head and sits on your bed. 

"Meds?" A noticable confusion is written on your face and Natasha speaks right away, to ease your nerves. 

"How much do you remeber, (Y/N)?" Natasha puts her hand on your forehead to check if you have a fever. 

"Um... I remeber being in a box and being scared," Natasha hums, "I also remeber having my hands and legs tied and I- uh remeber and then I just..." you shrug. 

"Okay." She nods again. "You don´t have to worry now, we took care of them and you´re safe." Natasha gives you a smile, that did make you feel way better. You knew she was a badass and pretty too, but in person? 

She´s stunning, how can someone be this perfect? Like it is not fair. 

"Althrough..." she sighs. 

"What? Althrough what?" 

"We´re not sure if they worked alone and knowing your status, we can´t risk you getting hurt again." She adds. 

"My status? I´m sorry, I have zero idea what you´re talking about." If you were confused before, then you don´t know what you are now. 

"Oh, detka. They did numbers on you." You could see the concern in her face. 

Numbers? On me? What?

"You were missing for few months and when me and the rest of the team found you.. you were unconsious. That was 2 weeks ago, we weren´t sure if you´ll wake up. But you did and that´s amazing news, but we need to make sure, that you are safe." Natasha takes your hand in hers. 

After that Natasha left you alone and you were trying to piece the things together, but everytime you tried, you got horrible headache. 

What status? Who- what? 

... 

During the first week, it was only Natasha who came to visit you. Each time you inquired about leaving the hospital room, she staunchly insisted that you should stay and rest. Even though you expressed your boredom and eagerness to step out of the room multiple times, assuring her that you felt better, she stood unwaveringly by her belief that you needed the rest after everything you had been through. 

She visited you everyday and you realized how sweet The Black Widow actually is and how much comfort she brings you in those confusing times. But you couldn´t help, but notice what her slight touches make you feel. Touching your forehead to make sure, you don´t have a fever. Touching your hand to get your attention or just putting your fallen hair behind your ear. 

She brushes your hair every morning, reads to you, she even brought you a coloring book, which always brought you some sense of comfrot. And if Natasha wouldn´t be the one who brought it out, you would completly forget that something as kidnapping has happened to you. 

... 

This morning Natasha is not alone, she softly knocks three times as she did each morning and then slowly walks in with another person behind her. 

"(Y/N), this is-" You cut Natasha off. 

"Wanda Maximoff!" You basically yell. "S-sorry, I just... I know who you are." You sligthly blush at the two women in front of you. 

Wanda chuckles. "That´s me. Pleasure to meet you, (Y/N)." She comes closer and shakes your hand, her hand felt incredibly soft, like a gentle caress of silk against the skin, inviting warmth and comfort. 

"You don´t know what happened to you, but you remeber all of our names?" Natasha laughs as she teases. 

"I mean..." you shrug. "You are The Avnegrs! So of course I know who you are." You look away from Natasha´s gaze. 

"Sorry, that was a stupid joke." Natasha put few fallen pieces behind your ear and smiles at you. 

"No, no. It´s fine, you had a great point there." You smile back at her.  The readhead nods. "I brought Wanda, becuase she will take care of you now, for few days, before the doctors will release you." Nat smiles. 

"Oh really? When I´m going home?" You were so glad you´ll be home soon. 

Wanda just send a quick eyebrow raise to Nat. 

"What?" You look between the two women in the room. 

"Detka, you will be released from the hospital wing, but we still can´t promise there won´t be anyone waiting for you outside, so we decided that you will spend some time here, in the compound." 

"Oh." Natasha´s words caught you off guard as you really don´t know what to feel now. You couldn't help but blush and feel a bit shy as you heard Natasha call you by that nickname, but at the same time her words made you a little sad, you still have to kinda locked up.. 

Wanda notices right away, without having to read your thoughts, that you weren´t really sure about this scenario. "But I promise I´m way more fun, than boring Tasha. We can read, play games and after you´ll be on your legs we can bake, cook, I can teach you how to play guitar and many more exiting things!" You smile, that does sound good, but what about all of your clothes and... other stuff you had to have, before that incident. 

"We can go shopping too!" Natasha sends Wanda a quick glare as a warning. 

"Well... better to be bored than dead, right?" You chuckle, but none of them even smiled at your joke, which was incredibly embarrassing. 

"Don´t joke about that, detka." It was the first time you saw Natasha actually mad. 

... 

You are finally off the hospital wing, Doctor Cho told you that you need to rest and if there is anything wrong, you can call her asap. At the end she is working for the Avengers and getting calls in the middle of the night isn´t something unusual. 

Being a week with Wanda was so fun, she told you all the stories from her life, you watched many sitcoms together and her cooking skills are amazing! Anything she cooked for you, you crave for some more. You´re really positive about her putting some drug in the deserts, because everything was just so good and addicting, it´s not even possible. 

You two also spent hours on online websites shopping, for your new clothes, boots and everything you needed. Wanda payed for everything of course. Even though she told you, "Don´t worry about it," you still feel bad for spending so much of her money. 

You´re currently waiting for Wanda, to walk with you to the main room, for you to meet the rest of the team. You were very nervous, but if Nat and Wanda were so nice to you and made sure you were safe all the time, you believe that the rest of the team is the same. 

"There she is!" Wanda comes to you, hugging you closly. Like any other day, she was warm and you feel even better. 

"Here I am. But I can take it-" You say as Wanda grabs the one plastic bag with your stuff. 

"None of that, malysh. You need to rest." 

"This weights basically zero zero nothing, I could-" You met Wanda´s eyes, "thank you for taking my bag." You smile. 

"That´s what I´ve thought, malyshka." These nicknames will kill you, sooner or later.  The two of you went to the living room, which was a two floors above you. The ride in the elevator was quiet and comfrotable. 

Bing. 

Wanda immedietly links your hands with yours, which you don´t mind it at all, it´s actually calming your nerves and she knows it very well. There is no need to read your mind, your body is speaking for you this time, with your relaxed posture and the little adorable smile on your face. 

"They are nice, but little... hectic and full of energy. If anything, let me know and we can go to the bedroom." Wanda smiles. 

"Thank you, WanWan," you smile back, if her and Nat can give you nicknames, you will think of something too. "I think I can manage, um... will Nat be there?"

Wanda smiles at her new nickname and then shakes her head, "Natasha is coming later tonight, you know, Avengers stuff." You simpy nod. 

You could hear the other teammates right away, but you hear only women´s voices. You were honestly glad. Not like you don´t like the male Avengers, but... they are still males, so you already felt more comfortable knowing there are only bunch of ladies. 

Wanda opens the door for you and walks right behind you. "Ladies, I´d like you to meet someone, someone very special, so please don´t attack her with questions or any other... things." She giggles and you look around and you feel like in a dream. 

Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova, and Maria Hill are all seated on a comfortable, oversized sofa, while Wanda still stands beside you. 

"Hai," you whisper as you awkwardly put your hand up in some sort of a wave. 

All you could hear was all sorts of greetings, "Hi! Hello! Oh finally, hey!..." The sudden outpour of warmth takes you by surprise, and you can't help but blush and offer a shy smile in response to their overwhelming hospitality. 

"Easy, ladies!" Wanda quickly says. 

"Move, Maximoff." The Captain Marvel herself says as she stands up. 

"No. All of you are like a bunch of hawks and (Y/N) is tiny, not a chance I will leave her all alone in this." Wanda grips your hand tighter. 

You blush as you look at Carol. 

"Im Carol, nice to meet you, (Y/N)." She smirks at you. 

"I- I know... and you are Maria, Kate, Yelena," you smile as you point at each of them. 

Wanda giggles. "She is our big fan," she explains. 

"Ohh, is she?" Maria finally speak, "do you kow the rest of the ladies?" 

"The rest?" You look at her, not knowing, who is the rest. "You´re living here with everyone? Like everyone? Where are the guys?" you obviously have many question. 

"Most of us do, but sometimes there is a mission of world so-" Carol is cut off by Maria. 

"Don´t start with this bulshit, Danvers. Like you´re something special, just because you can travel to space..." The brown haired girl rolls her eyes. 

"I didn´t say I´m special, you did." Carol winks at her.  Wanda leans closer to you and whisper right into your ear. "This is a daily basis on here, you´ll get used to it," she giggles and so did you. 

"To answer your quiestion fully," Kate clears her throat, "all the ladies live here, all of us got room and it´s just like a never ending sleepover." Kate chuckles, she is probably the same age as you, or little older, which makes you feel better around everyone. 

"And no. There are no guys. Is that a bad thing?" Yelena says without zero emotion in her voice. 

"No! No, no, no! I mean I bet they are great, but I´m into girls. I mean... as a fact, I think you guys," you point at them, "just do it better. Way badass, smarter, faster, everything is just waaay better, you know?" you tried to save youself, but it didn´t work at all. Even Yelena has a slight smirk on her face. 

"You were right, Maximoff. She is cute." Yelena nods towards you and Wanda. 

"So you´re into ladies?" Kate smiles. 

"No, yes. I mean yes, but I didn´t mean it like that in the previous context," you answer her. 

"What was the context then?" Now it was Wanda speaking right into your ear. 

You are quiet for a second and then just shrug, "I guess i didn´t want to talk shit about the male Avengers." you chuckle. 

"Don´t worry, we won´t tell them." Kate laughs. 

"Well... if you know a lots of things about us, isn´t it fair for us to know little something about you too?" Carol sits on a couch next to Maria. 

"Go sit, malysh, I´ll bring you something to drink." Wanda sligtly pushes you towards the couch, when her hand leave your lower back, you already miss her touch. 

You sit between Kate and Carol, while Maria stares at you with a slight smirk. So you quickly look at the youngest Avenger, and you can already tell, that she´s really exited to talk to you and get to know you better. 

You sit nervously between Carol and Kate, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the attention. Carol leans back confidently, a smirk on her face. "So, what's your thing, hobbies, what´s your favorite food?" 

"Um, well, I like uh, reading. And I enjoy cooking as well." 

Kate is like a exited pupppy. "That's cool! Any favorite books? Oh, and, do you have a go-to pizza topping?" 

Wanda comes back with the water and place it on the table, giving Kate a stern look, "easy Bishop," then she sits on the chair right in front of you. 

"I love reading fantasy novels. And, for pizza, I'm a sucker for pepperoni." 

Maria and Yelena, watching you, listen intently, their interest evident in their expressions. 

Carol smiles, "That's awesome. We should have a cooking night together sometime. What do you say?" 

You and Wanda make eye contact "Well... I already planned that with Wanda, so..." 

"Oh really, Maximoff? We´re already calling dibs? That is not fair." Carol rolls her eyes. 

"Or all of us can cook together?" You smile at Carol. 

"Carol in the kitchen is the worst way of dying, so it´s a no for me." Yelena mumbles and leaves the room, Maria following closely behind. "Agreed."

"I can teach you! The simple things are not that hard, right Wanda?" 

The girl infront of you just sighs and nods, "Sadly it´s not." 

"Oh come on, don´t be so harsh on her, I bet it´s not that terrible... right?" You feel more and more comfortable with all the ladies around you. 

... 

"It´s not that terrible, right?" Wanda mocks you as you see flour flying, ingredients get mixed up, and the result is far from what the recipe intended. 

Wanda and Kate exchange amused glances, but they both maintain their composure, trying not to laugh. You, though, can't help but chuckle, as you didn't expect this level of chaos in the kitchen. 

Carol, with a sheepish grin, looks at her culinary creation. "I promise, I'm better at saving the world than making food." 

"You better be, Danvers." Wanda smirks as she smacks her dirty hand on Carol´s ass, leaving a white mark on her black sweatpants. 

"Oh you´re so in, Maximoff!" Carol turns around and runs for her, to get her revange. 

You and Kate burst into laughter, all in good spirits. Despite the kitchen disaster, the shared experience brings the group closer together. 

You jump on the messy kitchen counter, smiling from ear to ear. "That was... fun." 

Kate nods and turns to look at you, "yup." She moves closer to you and touch your nose with her finger from... butter? You guess. "But at least now you see why is Wanda doing all the cooking. Sometimes Nat, but mostly our witchy." Kate is being very close to you know, her hands resting on your thighs. 

"Fair point." You look down and blush, "maybe we should start cleaning?" 

Kate shakes her head, "Wanda does a little poof and everything is clean, don´t worry about that." 

"If Wanda survives." You point out. 

"True." Kate chuckles. 

"You have very blue eyes." You don´t know where this comment came from. 

"I do, yeah. And you have very y/e/c eyes, (Y/N)." Kate is now whispering. 

Nodding your head seem like the only good idea, since you don´t trust your voice at the moment. 

"Would you like me to show you around and maybe later show you my room?" Kate asks, while staring at you. 

"Oh are you flirting, Kate Bishop?" You roll your eyes at her. 

She tilts her head, "what? You have such a dirty mind, miss (Y/N). I am not flirting with you, you would notice if I would." She squeezes your thighs and step away from you, "you going or what?" She smirks at you. 

And with the most dramatic groan you jump off the counter and follow her through the compound. 

... 

After Kate showed you around, you were positive that you need a map, because there is no way you would remeber all the catacombs and shortcuts. No way. 

And final stop, Kate´s floor. Warm, soft light streams into the room from a string of fairy lights above the windows, creating a cosy atmosphere. In one corner, a leather chair and a sleek, modern desk scattered with papers from her most recent missions indicate her dedication as a superhero. A collection of classic bass guitars in another corner, all neatly organized. Her two worlds—the life of an skilled archer and the spirit of adventure of a young hero—combine in balance in the room. 

"Oh my god- it´s so cozy in here!" You smile as you look around, seeing all the bows and special arrows on the wall. "Wow," you mumble as your hand wants to touch her black bow with silver ornaments on it, "may I?" 

"Go ahead, I don´t use these." She smiles. 

Your finger traces those shapes up and down, but your attention switches into something else, many pictures on the wall made you giggle out loud, "No way! You have Halloween nights here?!" You look at a few pictures on the wall, but one catches your eye right away.  

As you gaze at the Halloween picture, you can't help but smile at the fun and creativity captured in the snapshot. In the center, Kate Bishop stands proudly, dressed as a demon, her costume is complete with horns, pitchfork, and an impish grin that perfectly matches her cocky spirit. 

To her left, Maria Hill is a regal Queen of Hearts, her costume rich in detail, from the heart-adorned scepter to the ornate, card-themed headdress, giving her an air of authority with a playful twist. That she has even without this costume. 

Beside Maria, Natasha Romanoff stands as the Queen of Spades, her costume exuding an air of confidence. Her attire is a perfect blend of elegance and danger, with a spade symbol adorning her crown. And of course, her one and only iconic smirk. 

Wanda Maximoff, on the other hand, adds a touch of the Wild West to the group as she confidently portrays a cowboy. Her fringe-trimmed jacket, wide-brimmed hat, and toy six-shooter holster create a vibrant, yee-haw Western charm. 

Carol Danvers, in contrast, takes on a divine role, embodying a goddess with her shimmering costume and ethereal accessories. Around her waist, a gilded belt cinches the gown, emphasizing her muscle figure. It is adorned with intricate patterns and symbols that hint at ancient mysticism. Her accessories are no less impressive – a tiara with sparkling gemstones graces her brow, and her wrist cuffs shimmer with a radiant energy. 

Finally, Yelena Belova channels her inner child (kinda) as she steps into the shoes of Lara Croft. Her outfit mimics the iconic video game character's attire, complete with dual holstered pistols, a utility belt. 

"You thought we´re boring or what?" Kate walks up behind you.

"A little bit." You admit, "but this looks so fun! I´m quite upset I´ve missed that." 

"Don´t worry, you´ll get an opportunity. But I´ll bite, what would you dress up as?" Kate voice sending shivers down your spine. 

"Hm..." you turn around, "I take Halloween very seriously, so..." you try to think. "Well since Wanda was a cowboy, I would go as a reversed cowboy. You know, put a little UNO reverse card on my head. It´s funny and also good effort." You giggle. 

"Oh, sweet sweet (Y/N), you´re wilder than I thought," Kate chuckles, "I like that idea, now I´m quite upset too, you would be such a fun to our little party." She winks. 

You´re stomach feels like it´s filled with butterflies, that are trying to get into your whole body. 

"You feel my flirting, huh?" Kate smirks again. 

"Oh shush, I don´t want to boost your ego." You want to turn around, but Kate grabs you by your waist. 

"You don´t need to, pretty girl." 

"Kate..." You´re glancing at her lips, then back into her blue eyes and then back on her lips. 

"Hm?" Kate knows and you know that she knows and that makes you even more frustrated. 

"I- I don´t know what to s-" you barely whisper. 

"Then don´t say anything, I´ve got you. It´s all good, you´re safe with me here, okay?" Kate whispers and with you nodding your head, Kate leans in and your lips connect. Her lips are incredibly soft. Second ego, you were shy around the archer, but now, you want more, you crave more. She´s holding your hips, her strong grip making you feel secured and that´s all it matters now. 

As you found yourself captivated by the enchanting presence of the Bishop girl, it was a moment of shared intimacy, and none among you were present enough to recognize the subtle observe of the Witch and Captain. The door had been unintentionally left ajar, providing an unanticipated point for the two observers. From their concealed perch, they had a front-row seat to the scene. This unintentional voyeurism presented a silent spectacle that would be etched in the memory of all involved, forever preserving that delicate moment. 

"Really? Bishop is the first one?" Carol whispers, and Wanda gazes at her with a mix of understanding and frustration. She senses the storm in Carol, and it resonates with her because she feels the same emotions. Deep inside, Wanda hoped she would be the first to share that intimate moment with you. She had been so close, with Natasha temporarily away, but fate had other plans, and Kate Bishop claimed the coveted position first.

"Look, Carol, she´s really into it." Wanda´s jealous thought disappears, as she sees you pulling Kate closer and slightly biting her lip. 

"How many weeks did Natasha said to wait? 8-9? And we will discuss it? I knew it was bulshit." Carol chuckles. 

Wanda smirks and takes a picture of you and Kate making out, sending it straight to Natasha, with a message on it 'What if our new plaything is not waiting?' 

After literally 5 seconds, Wanda´s phone lit up with a new message from Natasha, 'omw.' 

... 

After your pretty heavy make out session with Kate, everything was different around the compound. Kate was by your side almost every minute and the other girls were as well. Everyone but Natasha. You didn't know if you did something wrong or if she had just a lot of avenger's work, but you wanted her attention. 

“I wouldn't go there, right now.” Maria says as she somehow appears right behind you. 

You were just about to knock on Natasha´s door to her office. Due to Maria, you pull your hand away, “why?” 

“She´s just not in the right mood now.” The agent explains. 

“Well, me neither, so-” you turn around and knock three times. 

“You´re really stubborn, huh?” Maria chuckles and turns around, walking away. 

“I already told you that I don´t have the time for your-” you hear behind the door, until the door opened, “oh, it´s you.” Natasha´s voice went from raspy angry spy to nice Natty, who used to brush your hair every morning, when you have been in the hospital wing. 

“It´s me.” You smile a little and without another word you step inside her office. 

Natasha watches you; she tilts her head waiting for your next move. 

“I kinda invited myself, sorry. But I have a question.” You give her office a quick glance, nothing original, just a big modern office, with lots of paperwork everywhere.  

The view is special though, you can take in the lush expanse of the garden, every detail from the blooming flowers to the trees. And beyond the garden's beauty, the panorama stretches out to reveal the entire cityscape. Skyscrapers rise majestically, their windows reflecting the sunlight, while the urban landscape sprawls in all directions.    “I´m listening.” The redhead closes the door. 

“Did I do something wrong? Or... like why don’t we talk anymore? You barely look at me when you come into the room, I just- did I do something wrong? I know you have a lot of work because the people who tried to... you know, but uh- like what's going on, Natty?” The nickname slips out and you don’t even notice, but Natasha did, she always notices those small details. 

You can hear her sigh, that´s never a good sign. 

Shit. 

“Detka, sit.” She nods towards the chair in her office, and you quickly did so. “It´s not like I don’t want to talk to you, I do. But I just thought that you´re already taken and I do not mess into someone else's business.” That was a lie, another one, that you can´t catch on. 

“What do you mean?” You quickly mumble, feeling like a kid who did something bad, since Natasha is standing above you now. 

“You and Kate.”  

“We- we uh are not dating, if that’s what you're asking.” You blush. 

“I'm not asking, (Y/N). But I would appreciate if next time you would be honest with me.” Natasha turns around. 

“But I am! We are not dating, we- are just friends.”  

“Friends?” Natasha turns back to face you, looking down at her phone scrolling, trying to find a picture that Wanda send to her. “Is this what friends do?”  

Shit, where did she get the picture?! 

“I-” you can't find any words that would help. You feel horrible, even though you didn’t do anything wrong, or did you? 

“I need to work now, to keep you safe, remember? So... if that´s all, see you at dinner.” Natasha looks sad, incredibly sad in fact. She opens the door for you and without anything else you leave. 

After few minutes of standing behind Natasha´s door, you decided that you need to blow off some steam and the Avengers compound has everything, so some boxing and sauna after don´t sound like a bad idea at all. Even though you had a boxing class like once in your life, you´ll manage, at least that´s what you hope. 

… 

It was not actually that bad, you feel exhausted, but also little better, hoping that sauna will do the rest of the magic.  

What you didn’t know is that you're not the only one craving to ease your nerves there. 

As you open the door you see quite a pleasing sign in front of you, Carol Danvers eating out Wanda right in the sauna, where you wanted to rest. You are like a deer caught in the lights, before you can say anything, the witch notices you and smirk. 

“We have an audience, Captain,” she whispers between her moans. 

Carol turns her head, and her eyes meet yours, “wanna join?” the blonde one chuckles as Wanda slaps her hand playfully. 

You don´t answer, you´re too occupied staring at Carol´s well-defined arms, you can see her veins, which switch something inside you. 

“Earth to (Y/N),” Wanda chuckles, “would you like to finish me, malyska?” 

“N-no, sorry! Shit! I didn´t know that- you uh- it will be occupied!” and with that you run away. 

“She was staring at you.” 

“She was basically drooling.”  

“Oh please! Don't let it get to your head! 

“Do you want to cum or not?” 

“Yes, captain.” 

“Then shut your pretty mouth.” Carol smirks as she dives back into the witch´s sensitive spot. 

… 

“I didn’t know Carol and Wanda are dating,” you sip from your newly opened water bottle. 

“Um... they are not.” Kate looks at you. 

“I´m pretty sure they are,” small giggle is escaping your mouth. 

“How so?” The taller girl tilts her head, “I´ll bite.” 

“I found them in the sauna together!” You look at Kate, “and they were... you know...” 

“Naked? Well that´s usually the scenario in the sauna, (Y/N).” She laughs. 

“I mean yeah they were naked, but they were... being close, intimate!” 

Kate is obviously not catching what you're trying to say. 

“They were fucking, Bishop.” Yelena says as she enters the kitchen. “Carol has pretty high sex drive since she´s ‘off planet’ most of the time.”  

“Oooh!” Kate says as she understands you now, but she does not look shocked. 

“So, they are like friends with benefits kind of a thing?”  

“If you want to label it, then I guess.” Yelena shrugs and you blush, imagining what you have seen earlier. 

Carol and Wanda then enter the kitchen as well, you don´t dare to look into their eyes, but you can feel that they are staring at you. You can bet anything in the world that they are also smirking. “What´s for dinner? I'm kinda hungry.” Captain Carol says. 

“You´ve just ate, Danvers!” Kate says it in a teasing way, which makes Wanda giggle and Yelena smirk. 

“But I would still eat some more, what do you say Bishop, you up for it?” the blonde one tilts her head. But even the chuckle she lets out sounds like she means it. 

You are too stunned to speak or even move a little. You see Natasha and Maria coming to the kitchen as well, hoping one of them will save you from blushing and slowly melting away. The trained spy notices your shy behavior right away. “What did you do to our little one?”  

It´s like she pushes the small ‘argument’ you had away when she sees you struggling.  

“Nothing!” Wanda says. 

“Yet.” Carol ads. 

“She just caught Danvers and Maximoff fucking in the sauna.” Yelena explains. 

You instantly want to leave the room, not that you would be uncomfortable, but you can feel yourself getting too excited, just being with these women in one room is too much to handle, talking about sex? Seeing them have sex? You´re questioning how are you still alive. 

“Detka...” Natasha starts, all eyes are on you right now. 

“Hm?” Is all you can menage to let out, hoping it would satisfy all of them, but you´re wrong, shockingly, right? The Black Widow clears her throat, and your body automatically makes you look up at her. “I didn´t meant to, I just... wanted to use the sauna and Carol with Wanda were just there um-”  

“If I clearly remember Wanda and I were both inviting you, so I don’t see the issue here.” Carol smirks at Wanda. 

You bite the inside of your cheeks, hoping it will calm you down. 

“There was a moment that I thought you would join us, malysh. And I think that you do too, am I right?” The witch knows exactly what your thoughts were about, she´s pushing you to just admit it. 

“Um- no! No, not at all. No. I was- definitely not.” you shake your head more than you should, but you can´t help it. Trying to make it more believable, but you're failing, miserably. “Not that I think you don´t look great, you do! Your bodies were- are phenomenal! But uh-” 

You are cut off by Wanda slapping Carols hand, “I told you she was staring.” 

“And I told you, she was drooling,” Carol sends you a wink and you quickly look away from her. 

“Okay, ladies. Give her a second and you,” Natasha locks eyes with you, “how about we move to couch, you will sit down and take a few deep breaths, alright detka?” The redhead smiles at you as her soft hand touches you, leading you to the living room. You can just nod, but you're happy, because Natasha doesn’t look mad or upset anymore, actually there is this look in her eyes, you can´t quite point a finger what it means, but her eyes kind of shifted somehow. 

After a few minutes of Natasha saying sweet nothings, you calm down a bit, she whispers, “It´s okay to look, you know. No need to feel shy about it. Honestly, we all do appreciate a good compliment, especially from a pretty girl like you, (Y/N).” And there it is again; your cheeks are flushed, and your heart is beating fast again. 

“How about we all help? To make you feel better, that is what you want right?” Wanda comes in, her hands slowly massaging your stiff shoulders.  

“I- I don’t want to bother you, or like-” you stutter out, your mind being a little fuzzy, you just feel tingles all around you, in you, everywhere. 

“Shhh, we promised we will help you out, so just let us.” Wanda whispers in your ear. 

“Or not and we will find our way.” Maria finally speaks. “Besides, it would not be fair, Kate already had her time with you, and we all are good friends, we share things. That´s just how it works here.”  

You look at Kate, who's now standing in front of you, looking down at you with a smile on her face, that is telling you, that she does not have any regrets of throwing you into the cage full of hungry tigers. Infact, she looks like a kid on a Christmas Eve. Suddenly, your mind is craving any touch. 

What's going on? 

‘You want this, shhh, you´re safe. Everything is okay. Just enjoy this.’ 

I want this. So much. 

‘That is right, malyshka.’ 

Wanda nods, giving a signal to the rest of the girls. Kate immediately knowing what to do, she basically sprints out of the room to get some stuff from the ‘Avengers special room’, it´s not even a minute and she's back with some ropes, wand, few straps, and handcuffs.  

It´s your first time with them, so they don’t want to overstimulate you that much. Other toys for other days. 

Maria takes the ropes and starts to tie your hands together, putting them above your head, “Keep them there.”  

“Yes, -” you stop yourself and Maria raises her eyebrow, she knows that you wanted to use your manners and address her by a title, but your little messy head does not know which one to use. 

“Sir.” She smirks and you nod a little. 

“Yes, sir,” you give her a little smile, it makes so much sense, that this is her title. 

“Already being so good?” Natasha kisses your forehead, going to the kitchen and making sure she's putting the phone in a good place for the perfect angle of her little movie. 

Lots of things are happening and you feel people touching you all over your body. Hill finishes tying your hands together and she comes to Natasha, both of them are saying something, but you can't hear at all. Your attention is now on Wanda and Kate, they are slowly tying your legs together, is hot, but adorable at the same time as the witch is teaching the young archer how to do the perfect knot. 

Carol is already without her clothes, having only a big strap on herself as she is adjusting the harness and even though you saw her naked already, you don’t think you could get enough of her. 

Suddenly there are some lips on yours, when they pull away, you notice it´s Yelena, you smile at her instinctively. She is a bit harsh, but you actually like it that way, and both of you know it. “Have fun, when you´re done here, come to my room. Understood?” 

You nod, again, “Understood, yes,” you whisper. 

Yelena just smiles a little, and slaps your cheek, which caught you off guard, but it sends shivers down your body, making your pussy even more wet. You´re positive that you´re already making so much mess. 

Carol finally comes to you and picks you up, without a word she places you on the table in the living room, making you the center of attention. But you don’t want her to let go of you, she's so warm and her strong embrace is making you feel like the most secured person in the entire milky way.  

“Don´t worry, malysh. Captain is very cuddly after sex.” Wanda sends you a wink as her and Kate finishes the tight knots on your legs. 

Natasha comes with a knife in her hand, slowly cutting through your clothes and with a slight smirk she says with such a rasp in her voice, “who wants to go first?” 

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A dark! Mob leader! Natasha AU

Summary- Reader is a con woman who ended up conning the people of the Capo, Natasha. What happens when Natasha has a change of heart amidst the game of Russian roulette and decides to keep the reader for herself? What if instead of her money she wants you?

Warning - 18+, obsessive Natasha, forced marriage, rough sex, oral, spanking, choking, slapping, dark Natasha etc.

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Not a particular order to read. All of them could be find under the hashtag #golden times au.

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Summary - You have been with Natasha in a sugar baby contract for almost a year now. What happens when Natasha introduced her perfect girlfriend Wanda. You were bound to hate her. Considering how strict Wanda was compared to Natasha's laid-back style. What happens when Wanda joins Natasha for a session with you?

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Contract

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Trigger Happy AU

Pairing: Dark!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

A/N: I’m not going to lie, I am not the best at writing, and this is the first fanfic series I have ever posted (or written)… however I implore you to give it a try, please. Depending on the feedback, I may have to make this quite the series….. (depends heavily on feedback tho, because I'm lazy)

Summary: Officer Wanda Maximoff has set her eyes on you, and she doesn't like to share.

AU Warnings: Kidnapping, Murder, Mommy kink, smut, degradation, pet play, death (not main characters), framed murder, violence, drugging, angst, obsession, dub-con/rape-con | Minors DNI

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Part 1: Little Kitten

Part 2: Officer Hot

Part 3: Not A Toy?

Part 4: Plan Set in Motion

Part 5: Obliviously Beautiful

bent right to your wind

vampire!wanda maximoff x vampire!natasha romanoff x witch!reader

summary: when you return to your hometown 300 years later, you're shocked with who you find. being a witch in a town full of vampires brings the kind of attention you're not sure you want. a journey of love, betrayal, and sacrifice ensues in an attempt to either fulfill or prevent the blood moon prophecy.

warnings: vampires, witches, smut, angst, blood, killing, violence, 18+ only (individual parts will have their specific warnings)

part 1 - my train could take you home part 2 - lost in your current like a priceless wine part 3 - the more that you say the less i know part 4 - i'm begging for you to take my hand part 5 - i could feel you sneaking in part 6 - wreck my plans part 7 - there was one prize i'd cheat to win

Kinktober Masterlist

I wanted to do a kinktober with Natasha and Wanda X reader so here will be 31 chapters (potentially just drabbles) of smut with them.

All chapters are from my AO3 LoveIsAnImaginaryDagger that were posted last year.

1- First Time 2- Sex Pollen 3- Age Difference 4- Semi-public sex 5-Dirty talk 6- Love Bites 7- Orgasm Denial 8- Dom/sub 9- Begging 10- Fingering 11- Power Imbalance 12- Non bed surface 13- Worship 14 - Jealousy 15- Collars 16- Knife play 17- Lingerie 18- Overstimulation 19- Masks 20- Marking/Branding 21- Toys 22- Double penetration 23- Somphnophilia/Sleepy Sex 24- Hair pulling 25- Bondage 26- Gun play 27- Psychic/ Magic sex 28- Bath/Shower sex 29- Caught masturbating 30- Rough sex 31- Surprise chapter

𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒆: 𝒂 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝑵𝒂𝒕 𝑨𝑼

This is an 18+ AU, and while all parts don't contain explicit content, there will always be persistent mature themes. Minors DNI

This series is COMPLETED

summary: Bartending was a job that came to you easily, something you knew you were good at. But when your bosses need your skills for their own events, something entirely new gets added to your job description.

pairing: Mafia AU// Mob Bosses!WandaNat x Bartender!Reader

There's no real stakes to the main parts, they're more a string of connected one-shots leading to what all three of them are dancing around and then various moments after.

≫ ──── ««•◦ ✪ ◦•»» ──── ≪

° ≫ --------»» 𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑠; 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑁𝑎𝑡

where Wanda and Natasha come to be the mob wives as we know them today ;; listed in chronological order, not posting order

˚ · . the act of loving you ˚ · . press play

° ≫ --------»» 𝑀𝑎𝑖𝑛

˚ · . private hire ˚ · . ever closer ˚ · . stay ˚ · . secret takeaways ˚ · . best laid plans ˚ · . forgive and (don’t) forget ˚ · . making amends ˚ · . playing with ghosts

° ≫ --------»» 𝑆𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠

˚ · . nights under blankets ˚ · . saccharine ˚ · . reader has a hard day at work ˚ · . game night ˚ · . if reader got hurt

° ≫ --------»» 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

˚ · . period care ˚ · . sleeping positions ˚ · . making each other laugh (wandanat) ˚ · . reader gets kidnapped (h/c) ˚ · . NSFW Alphabet ˚ · .

The Devil And An Angel

Wanda X Natasha X Reader 18+

Summary: During one of Tony's parties, both of your girlfriends tease you and try to tempt you into giving into your sinful desires.

Warnings/Tags: Smut 18+ MDNI, Threesome, Strap-ons, Fingering, Oral sex, Double Penetration, Dirty talk, Praise, Squirting, Dom Natasha/Switch Wanda/Switch Reader, Brief Aftercare.

General Masterlist

“Are you really not going to tell me?” you complain, looking between both your girlfriends with a small pout.

“You’ll find out soon enough Kotenok,” Natasha coos, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. You smiled at the action before remembering how you were supposed to be acting grumpy.

“But why can’t I know now?” they laugh at how eager you are to find out what they are going to wear. Tony had decided to throw a party tonight, every couple/relationship must dress up as something together to change it up a bit and have some fun. The problem was, your two girlfriends were reluctant to tell you what they were dressing up as and assured you that anything you wore would be fine.

“Because it’s a surprise,” Wanda says while wrapping her arms around your middle and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Now go and get ready and we’ll meet you at the party.” Grumbling, you left to go and get ready, imagining what they could have installed for you.

When you arrived at the party you had to give Tony his dues, the party looked amazing and it was a brilliant idea to have people dress up. You looked around trying to figure out what people were meant to be, smiling at how much effort everyone had put in. Steve and Bucky had dressed up as people from the 1940s, their old fashioned clothing probably from their youth. Peter and MJ were dressed as mad scientists, Peter fluffing his hair up to look crazy and constantly checking to see if it was alright, much to MJ’s amusement. Clint looked so done with the whole party despite it just starting, dressed up in a Santa costume that was from when he pretended to be the jolly man at Christmas for his children. Laura wore an elf hat and a simple dress that suited her, but she was too busy trying not to laugh at her husband. Tony and Pepper just looked incredible, their theme most likely meant to scream money and wealth.

Suddenly, you felt two people lean on your shoulders, their different perfumes invading your senses as you turned to look at them. On your left was Natasha who was dressed in a tight red dress that left little to the imagination, devil horns sticking out of her fiery red hair, black, smokey eyeshadow making her eyes pop and a sinister smirk on her face. Wanda was on your right, dressed in a white, flowy dress with a gold halo in her hair, a soft look on her face compared to Natasha. You chuckled at them, dressed as a Devil and an Angel on each of your shoulders.

“You both look beautiful,” the compliment causes them both to smile at you, the two of them having a turn to compliment your choice of clothing as well. You leaned in to give Wanda a kiss, innocent and sweet, and then turned to Natasha who had no shame in sliding her tongue into your mouth, a small moan escaping you at the action.

“Don’t be tempted by her,” Wanda whispered in your ear, her voice soft while her arm interlocked with yours. “Or there will be no reward later.” You stifled the noise that wanted to come out and just watched as Natasha winked at you before walking off.

Wanda and yourself followed behind and you had to try your hardest to not drift your gaze lower on Natasha’s back. The three of you ended up on a sofa talking with Steve and Bucky, them rambling on about a story from their past while you three nodded along. You were paying attention until Natasha moved closer, her mouth on your ear as her breath tickled the side of your face.

“Do you know how hard I want to fuck you right now?” she purred quietly, “Have you trembling with pleasure as I thrust my fingers deep inside you? Or even better, my cock.” You groan at her words, low enough that no one other than Natasha could hear, making her smirk in victory as she works you up. Her hand grips your thigh, squeezing the skin and moving up higher teasingly before drifting down to rest on your knee. “I could have you coming in my mouth right now in that bathroom,” her gaze travels to the ladies room on the other side of the room, your eyes following as they darken with lust. “Come on, let's have some fun,” she bites down on your ear while no one looks before pulling away and giving you a predatory look that sends another wave of arousal through you, your panties definitely soaked as you clench your thighs together.

After a few moments, Natasha excuses herself to the toilets, her eyes staying trained on you as she gets up and starts to walk away. You remember Wanda’s earlier words and reluctantly stay still in your seat. You know this is a test, Natasha staying true to her outfit and trying to get you to sin with her, give into her temptation and end up with a punishment equivalent to hell. That however doesn’t make it any easier as you suffer with the results of her dirty words and teasing.

You don’t realise that Steve and Bucky had left, leaving you alone with Wanda as Natasha waits out in the bathroom to see if you crack. Her touches are far more innocent that Natasha’s, her hands interlocking with yours, her thumb running over the back of your hand.

“You’re being such a good girl,” she whispers, the praise making you whine slightly. “I bet you’re so wet for us both right now,” your eyes widen at her words, not expecting her to be in on the teasing.

“I thought angels were supposed to be innocent and pure,” you say, hoping she’d stop the torment. She just lets out a low chuckle and smiles at you, making you nervous for what else was to come.

“The devil was an angel once,” she comments, her voice raspy and sultry, “Who says we can’t be tempted as well.” Her hand goes to your thigh, scratching through your clothing and even going as far as your inner thigh near your core to draw invisible patterns. Your breathing hitches and you bite your lip to stop yourself from saying anything.

Soon Natasha returns, having given up waiting for you, and takes her seat to your left again. She notices the prominent blush on your cheeks and how your hand is gripping the cushion of the sofa, knuckles almost turning white.

“So Y/n,” Natasha starts, drawing your attention away from Wanda’s hand on your leg, “Are you enjoying the party?” you go to answer her question but your breathing stops when your thoughts change.

You’re tied to the bed while Natasha roughly kisses your lips, pulling out moan after moan as her tongue explores the roof of your mouth. Her hands grope at your chest, pinching and pulling at your nipples causing sighs to leave your lips. Wanda was in between your thighs, looking up at you with an innocent look, and licked a stripe up your core, her tongue gathering the wetness that was dripping out of you.

“It’s rude to ignore people,” the spy moves closer to you, her chest pressed up against your shoulder as she talks into your ear. “I’ll ask you one more time,” You look over to Wanda who has a sly grin on her face before Natasha grabs your attention again by sucking on your neck, “Are you enjoying the party?”

“Yes,” is all you could manage out in a breathless whisper, mind clouded with arousal and desire as both women relentlessly tease you.

“Are you sure?” Wanda whispers in your other ear, the hand that was teasing your inner thighs moving to drag her fingers over your clothed pussy under your dress, the fabric soaked with your arousal. “Because I'm sure there are more exciting things we could be doing,” you stifle a moan when she starts to circle your clit through your panties and move your hand to sit on top of hers.

“I just want to be good,” your whine has them both grinning, “I’ll do anything you want me to, just please let me be good for you.” As soon as the words leave your mouth, Natasha drags you away towards the elevator to get to your shared apartment, Wanda quickly on your tail.

Once you reach the bedroom, Natasha immediately straddles you on the bed, her mouth descending onto yours as she roughly kisses you and slips her tongue into your mouth. The whole thing is hot, her hands tugging your hair to pull moans out of you, her tongue tracing the roof of your mouth while her hips grind down harshly onto yours as she uses you for her own pleasure for the moment. Instinctively, your hands go to her waist, guiding her movements as she ruts against you.

“Fuck,” she rasps out as you both pull away breathless, Wanda unzipping the spy’s dress as she climbs off your lap and passionately kisses the witch. You watch in awe as their tongues fight for dominance, hands roaming freely across each other's body as they undress each other. You can’t move, frozen on the spot as bare skin is exposed to you, Natasha’s red dress dropping to the floor while Wanda’s is pulled over her head and discarded carelessly somewhere. They wear lingerie matching their outfits, Natasha wearing a black and red lace set while Wanda has a gold and white one on.

“Enjoying the show?” Wanda teases, swaying her hips as they both crawl onto the bed to join you. Her lips crash to yours, nothing innocent about her now as her hands rid you of your clothes. Natasha is now behind you, her chest pressing into your back while she bites at your neck, littering you with purple and red marks and sighing wantonly against your ear to make you shudder. Wanda’s hands cup your breasts unceremoniously as you revel in the pleasure, her running her fingers over your hardened nipples and tugging playfully. You lean your head back onto Natasha who moves to nibble on your ear, her hand coming up to rest on your throat, a pitiful moan escaping you.

“Don’t worry Kotenok,” She purrs, “You’ll get what you want soon.” You can feel her smirking into your skin as your hips buck at the contact of her knee slotting between your legs. “But first Wanda has a question, Don’t you Wands?” Her green eyes snap over to the witch who pulls back from the sloppy kiss with you, her cheeks flushed and eyes darkening.

“How do you feel about you and Nat fucking me at the same time?” she whispers against your lips and your eyes widen at the question.

“Fuck that would be hot,” you sigh out, imagining Wanda in between you and the spy as you pound into her from both sides. “Are you sure you want that?” She bites her lip at you sultrily and nods her head before moving forwards to press her lips back to yours.

“On your back baby,” she husks out between kisses and you move away from them both to lay on your back near the top of the bed. Wanda kisses down your body, licking over the marks Natasha made soothingly before ghosting her hot breath over your nipples and then kissing your inner thighs that were slick with your desire for them. “I’m going to give you your reward for being so good for us,” Her breath fans over your core, your hips bucking at the feeling which causes her to place a strong hand on your hip to keep you still. She licks through your folds, her tongue swirling around your clit while her free hand moves to be near your entrance. Her fingers gather your wetness before she thrusts two fingers straight into you, your back arching off the bed as you let out a guttural moan. Her mouth sucks at your clit while she pumps her fingers into you, your hands fisting in her hair as she eats you out

Moans pour out of your mouth when she curls her fingers and you almost scream when you feel her moan into you loudly. Your eyes wander away from the brunette between your thighs and to the redhead behind her. You hear a click of a bottle and assume she’s used some lube to ease one of her fingers into Wanda’s tight hole and let her get used to the feeling and stretch. Wanda’s face moves to kiss at your thigh for a moment, trying to get used to the feeling of something in her ass before continuing to reward you. You softly stroke her hair and let her take her time and watch as Natasha moves to have Wanda sit on her face, her finger slowly stretching her tight hole out.

The room then fills with your moans and Wanda’s muffled ones as Natasha brings her close to coming and manages to work her up to having three fingers pumping in and out of her ass. Your legs tighten around Wanda’s face as you come with a scream, body spasming with pleasure as you ride out your high grinding against the witches mouth. She follows soon after, clenching around Natasha’s fingers and tongue as she screams into you, biting down on your inner thigh to muffle the scream. The feeling was painful but also pleasurable and you’re certain you're going to have a dark mark there later on.

Natasha moves from under her, not wanting to overstimulate her, and carefully pulls her fingers out. You pull Wanda up your body, peppering kisses over her face as she tries to steady her breathing.

“You did so well for us,” you praise, still breathless from your own mind blowing orgasm as you talk to her. She hums in response and slowly kisses you, the taste of yourself on her tongue making you moan into her mouth. “Are you still up for us both?” you whisper against her lips, your hands stroking her back as she presses her body weight onto you.

“Yeah,” she murmurs back and you see Natasha move to get the strap ons before lubing them both up so it doesn't hurt her.

“Remember your safewords?” Natasha asks while Wanda gets off you so you can put the harness on.

“Green for ok, Yellow for slow down and Red for Stop,” Natasha smiles at Wanda softly then pecks her lips and helps guide her to hover above your plastic cock. Your hands move the tip of the toy to rub against her clit teasing before letting her sink down onto it. She moans lewdly as her hips meet yours and slowly starts to rock back and forth. She braces her arms next to your head and moans into a kiss as you thrust up into her gently, her hips starting a rhythm with yours.

Natasha soon has her harness on and moves to kneel behind Wanda while her hands slow her movements down. You whisper comforting words to the brunette, checking if she’s still ok by asking her for a colour, as Natasha slowly pushes the head of the toy into her ass, a loud gasp leaving the witch as she screws her eyes shut. You’re both patient as you let Wanda adjust to the toy, Natasha soon having the whole toy inside her and letting the pain fade to pleasure.

Experimentally, Wanda moves forwards slightly then pushes back, a low groan escaping her as she enjoys the feeling of Natasha and yourself deep inside her. Natasha starts a gentle pace of thrusting in and out of her while you swallow her moans with your mouth and thrust your hips up into her. Soon Wanda starts to move in time with you both, as soon as you pull out, Natasha pushes in and vice versa and her moans become louder.

“Fuck,” she moves to lean backwards against Natasha, who wraps a firm hand around her middle to keep her upright, while your hand moves to circle her clit. “Harder,” She sighs out, the two of you listening and increasing the force at which you pump your hips into her. “Faster,” the sound of skin slapping echoes around the room as you pound into her from underneath and Natasha snaps her hips against her. Wanda’s breasts bounce with each thrust and her legs start to shake as she nears her orgasm. “Please, I’m so close, don't stop,” begs tumble out her mouth as her hips move frantically between the two of you.

With a loud scream, liquid gushes out of her around your cock as she comes, her hips stuttering as her hands grip behind her onto Natasha to stop her body from collapsing forwards. You both slow down your thrusts as she rides out her high, her legs spasming around you while her hands fall off the spy to rest on your chest while she pants for breath. Natasha kisses along her neck and back while she calms down and when you see her wince at the feeling of being so full, you motion for Natasha to slowly pull out. She whines at the motion and soon moves off your lap to lay on the bed next to you.

You quickly discard the harness while Natasha moves to the bathroom to start a bath for you three and pull the witch close to you to murmur praise to her. Her body naturally moves towards you, her face tucked into your neck as she tries to fall asleep, her body exhausted from coming so hard. When Natasha returns, you carry her to the bath and gently lower her in and climb in behind her so she can lean back into your embrace. Natasha also climbs in, helping clean Wanda off and start her aftercare before quickly washing herself from any sweat.

“Are you ready for bed milaya?” Natasha murmurs into the witch’s hair after placing a soft kiss. She nodded back sleepily and the spy helped her dry off before taking her to bed. You quickly drain the tub and dry off yourself before joining them in bed. Wanda curls her body into Natasha but when she feels your presence next to her, she moves her hand back in search of yours and she places it around her middle. You smile at her drowsy actions and kiss them both goodnight before drifting off to sleep.