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Twisted Devotion (Loki x Reader)

WARNINGS: NON-CON, DUB-CON, adopted sibling!reader, incestuous relationships, murder, violence, loss of virginity (m. and f.)

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summary: Loki was your guardian angel from the moment you were left at the palace doors. Angels fall sometimes, don’t they?

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now thats a lot of damage

Hades!Aleksander Morozova x Persephone!Reader

word count: 2.3K

genres: Greek Mythology!AU, angst & fluff

summary: For most of your life, you lived in the garden that your mother, Demeter, created for you. You never left it until Aleksander, the god of the Underworld, took you away upon your request. In your absence, the crops of the human world began to fail because of your mother’s despair.

author’s note: This is technically the final chapter, but I will be making an epilogue :D

PREVIOUS. PART III . EPILOGUE COMING SOON

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The following day, as you arrived at Mount Olympus with Aleksander by your side, the pomegranate seeds sat heavily in your stomach. You were sure that if you moved too quickly, you would regurgitate them. The decision that you made with your lover was a testament to your loyalty to one another and it felt like it was at the expense of Demeter’s sanity. You were now forever connected to the god who had shown you the world.

From across the room, he and you could see your mother and Nikolai. It was like years had passed and this was the first time after a decade that you had seen her. She looked just as you had left her. You did not expect yourself to be so excited to see her, but when you saw her smile and glassy eyes, you were already prepared to make amends and move forward.

Demeter saw how Aleksander held your hand and how he slowly let it go when she started stepping toward you. You approached each other slowly, as if a small whisper would have brought both of you to dust. She looked over you to be certain that you were not being returned with a single hair split of your crown, then without any warning, she nearly crushed you with a hug. 

“Y/N,” she whispered as she patted your head while she embraced you. She said your name like the prayers she had been making for the past weeks. Her voice shook like a low earthquake and her eyes had a layer of water that was ready to topple over her water line. 

“Mother,” you said as tears were bubbling in your throat. “I missed you.”

“I missed you more than I can explain,” she cried.

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Two sides

Summary: Where once there were three, now only are two.

Pairing: Kate Bishop x female!reader, Yelena Belova x sister!reader

Warnings: Hawkeye spoilers!!, some cursing, some angst, violence

Word count: 6903

a/n: I’m sorry I have no idea how Build-A-Bears work

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me

”You’ll stay back.” Yelena orders, pulling on her mask. “If something goes wrong, you come in.”

“No.” Y/N scoffs, putting on her mask as well. In stead of the mask covering her whole face like Yelena’s, her covers only the lower half. “I am coming with you, I’m no back up.” Her Russian accent is clear as she speaks. Yelena glares at her. Y/N can’t see it, but she sure as hell can feel it burning through her skull. “You can’t boss me around anymore.”

”Yes I can. That’s what older sisters do.”

“And as a younger sister, I will not listen.” Y/N follows Yelena as she starts walking towards the rooftop where Clint is. She doesn’t try to stop Y/N from following, knowing there’s no changing her mind.

Yelena gets on the roof, Y/N right behind her. As Clint hasn’t heard the two spies yet, they sneak behind him. Yelena is the one to throw the first punch. Clint is too surprised to attack right away, which gives Yelena and Y/N the upper hand. He talks to the comms he is wearing while starting to fight back. When he puts Yelena into a chokehold, Y/N kicks his back, making him let go.

He gets a change to to shoot two arrows when he pushes the sisters further away, but the two recover quickly, continuing the fight. Y/N notices a girl in a purple suit hanging onto a wire, recognizing her to be Kate Bishop. She gets back to sliding when Yelena uses the wore to kick down Clint. Y/N takes her eyes away from the girl and starts punching Clint when Yelena and Kate bump into each other.

Kicking Clint’s feet from under him and walks next to Yelena, who points a gun towards Clint. Kate and Y/N stare at each other. It distracts Y/N enough not to hear another woman coming from the wire and kicking her and Yelena down. Though they don’t really fall, as they land on their poses. They had become posers, as Yelena would call it. For Natasha.

The fourth woman fights Clint while the other three run for the gun that fell out of Yelena’s hand. Kate reaches it first, kicking it off the building’s roof. Yelena ignores Kate and goes back to fighting Clint, while Y/N fights Kate. She wraps her legs around her neck and makes her fall. After that, she goes back to Clint. For a moment Kate is too flustered to move, but she starts fighting back soon. That’s when Yelena attaches a wire to her and drops her. Clint lets her fall.

The fighting continues for a while between the four people left on the roof before an explosion throws them all back. The ringing in her ears makes Y/N groan. It takes a while to get back up. When she does, Yelena is already fighting Clint.

Everything happens so quickly. Clint pulls away Yelena’s mask, Yelena shoots him with her weapon, Kate is pointing her bow at the sisters. Y/N shakes her head, looking at Kate and standing in front of Yelena, so if Kate decides to shoot, she would shoot her. When nothing happens, Y/N throws her mask away. Kate’s eyes widen. She lowers the bow. Yelena throws a hook to the ground and grabs Y/N’s hand. Running, they jump off the roof.

“Why would you do that?” Yelena slaps Y/N’s hand when they get inside the apartment they’re staying at. “You do not get in front of an arrow willingly.”

“I made sure you didn’t get hit.” Y/N mumbles, starting to get off from her dirty clothes.

“That’s my job!”

Y/N grunts. She puts some rubbing alcohol on a piece of cloth and sits down. “Just because Natasha isn’t here it doesn’t mean you need to be my protector. I can handle myself.” She presses the cloth to the scratches on her arms.

Yelena huffs, taking the cloth out of her hand and cleaning the cuts. Y/N doesn’t fight back. She knows Yelena needs constant confirmation that she is okay and protected since Natasha died. She can’t lose another sister. So, she’ll protect Y/N like Natasha protected her before getting out of the Red Room.

Y/N met Yelena and Natasha in the Red Room. Being multiple years younger than them and getting brought into the Red Room as a toddler, the two instantly got protective over her. During her time in the facility, she also met Melina, doing some missions with her. She became like a mother to her, just like Natasha and Yelena became her sisters.

“I just need you to be safe.”

Y/N giggles, putting on a clean shirt when Yelena is done with the cleaning. “This line of job isn’t exactly safe.”

“That is why I told you to stay away.”

“You also told me to stay close to you. I cannot do both.” She puts on some sweats and sits down to a couch. “Oh this is so comfortable. Why don’t you get a couch like this?”

“I don’t need a couch.” Yelena changes her clothes as well, sitting next to Y/N. “We move all the time. How is a couch good for us?”

Y/N rolls her eyes. “Fine. No couch.” She grumbles, crossing her arms. “You’re so annoying.”

“You hurt me.” Yelena places her hand on top of her heart, frowning.

“Good.” Yelena shoves Y/N, who shoves her right back. And so starts a shoving fight full of laughs.

Y/N stares at Yelena who is making a pot of mac and cheese in Kate’s destroyed apartment. “How do you even know that pot is clean?”

“It looked clean.”

“That’s disgusting.” Yelena shrugs, not really caring what Y/N thinks. She switches the stove off, taking the pot with her. Y/N goes to the window, looking out for Kate. “There she is. She’s coming!”

“Finally.” Yelena mumbles. They hide near the door so Kate wouldn’t see them when she comes in. Kate opens the door and puts on the light, walking forward, not seeing the two. Yelena steps closer. “Kate Bishop.” Kate grabs a hot sauce bottle and throws it towards Yelena, who catches it easily. Y/N snickers, emerging from the shadows. “Hi. I made macaroni if you want some.”

“It’s her comfort food.” Y/N comments.

“I’m sorry. What?”

“Well, I was starving and you took forever, so I wanted to make food.” Yelena explains as she starts walking towards the table.

“What do you want?” Kate asks, staying on her spot.

“Relax, Kate Bishop. We just want to talk, okay?” She sets the pot down to the table. “Are you really not hungry? That fight was so long.” Yelena looks at Kate. “It’s really tasty. Really tasty.” She goes to the small kitchen area.

“Yeah, I know what boxed mac and cheese tastes like. I know it’s... It’s delicious.” Kate mumbles, still not moving. She really doesn’t understand what’s going on. But somehow, she can’t take her eyes off of Y/N. The girl has been on her mind since the rooftop fight. She knows she shouldn’t think of someone on the other side like this. Her eyes, lips, face, accent, everything. She can’t take her eyes off of her.

Y/N is staring at Yelena, but she knows Kate is looking at her. She can feel her intense gaze on her. Smirking, she turns to look at her. Eyes widening, Kate looks to the side, her cheeks flushing.

“Forks, forks.” Yelena mumbles, making the two turn their attention to her. She groans. “No.” Lifting up a fork, she turns to Kate. “You have one fork?” Y/N furrows her brows and looks at Kate.

“I’m one person.” She tries to explain.

“That’s so weird.” Yelena picks up a plastic fork. “Kate, this is not cutlery. This is not cutlery.”

“We have more than two forks even though we are two people.” Y/N comments.

Kate glances at Y/N’s smirking face and ignores the jab. “I am not going to have dinner with you two after you tried to kill me and then broke into my house.”

Yelena walks back to the table with an offended look. “We did not try to kill you.” Her voice cracks. “A, I put you on a wire to remove on obstacle. And B, we did not break anything. We are way too talented than that. And C, stop being so defensive, okay?” She shakes her head. “You’re so hostile.”

“We’re not here to hurt you. Promise.”

“Exactly.” Yelena nods. “I don’t have any weapons on me.” Y/N raises her brows, making Yelena sigh. “Okay, I take that back. I don’t have any weapons currently in my hands.” She raises her hands. Kate and Y/N continue staring at her, the latter’s brows still raised. Yelena glances at the weapons on her wrists. “That’s a lie also.”

“I also have weapons on me, but unlike Yelena, I will not lie about it.” Yelena flicks Y/N’s cheek, sitting down. Y/N slaps her hand. “Want me to show?”

“I don’t- There’s no need.”

Y/N ignores Kate and takes a pistol from the back of her jeans, setting it to the table. The she takes a knife from her boot and inside of her jacket. The last things she takes out are Natasha’s old widow bites she got from her.

Yelena takes one of the knives. “Is this mine?”

“No.” Y/N takes the knife out of her hand and puts it back to her boot. Yelena gives her a look. “Yes it is.” She mumbles and puts the rest of the weapons back to their places.

“Сука.” Yelena mumbles. “Come on, take a fork. Eat, eat. Both of you. Please, our daddy says it’s good for you.” Kate sighs and sits down to the chair across them.

“You know I do not like mac and cheese.” Y/N sits next to Yelena.

“You’re weird.” Yelena mumbles before turning back to Kate. “You’re probably thinking, what? This is crazy. I’m going to have dinner with the enemies? And she made some really good smelling macaroni.” She says with a singsong voice, swinging her hands around. “But in all honesty, if we wanted to kill you-“

“You would have already.” Kate finishes her sentence.

Yelena nods. “Right as you open the door.” She points it to make her point clear.

“I probably wouldn’t have time to shut it.”

“No.” Y/N giggles.

“I’d have been dead.” Kate nods. “Okay. Yeah.” She looks at the chair and sits down, not seeing any other option.

“You’re good with a bow.” Y/N comments as Yelena and Kate start eating the mac and cheese, the latter quite begrudgingly.

“Pardon?”

Y/N rolls her eyes. “Your bow. You can use it well.”

“Oh!” Kate’s eyes widen and her mouth stays open. “Oh, uhm, thanks? You- you’re good with your hands and..and legs.” The moment she says it her eyes go up and down Y/N, remembering the moment she was very close to her.

“What?”

“Fighting.” Kate clears her throat.

“Stop eyeing my sister like that.” Yelena glares at her. Kate opens her mouth multiple times, but can’t get any words out of her mouth. “Are you done?” She doesn’t give her time to answer to her first comment.

“Yeah.”

“I go?”

“Sure can.”

“I could put hot sauce on it?” Yelena takes the bottle and Y/N grimaces. “Ugh. I love hot sauce.” She squirts the sauce all over the food. “Yess.” Taking another bite, she turns to Y/N. “You really should eat too, so you became big and strong like me.” She turns to Y/N.

Y/N laughs. “Big and strong like you? You’re tiny.”

“Well, you’re tinier than me.”

Y/N frowns. “Shut up.”

“So, what do you want?” Kate asks, before the two can escalate their bickering.

“Well,” Yelena sets down the fork she is eating with. “It’s our first time in New York.” She lifts up her hands and does a little shimmy. “It’s a business trip, so time is limited. But we do want to see some things.” She starts eating again. “We want to see, uh, The Empire State Building, the new and improved Statue of Liberty and the Rockefeller center.”

“I want to go to Build-A-Bear.” Y/N comments and Yelena nods.

Kate laughs quietly. “Very funny.”

“What, it’s not good?”

Y/N frowns. “Is there no Build-A-Bears here? I really wanted to go there.” She pouts and glances at Yelena.

Kate hesitates for a moment. “Oh no, they’re-they’re great and there is a Build-A-Bear. Yeah you... I mean, you’ve gotta see the tree.”

Yelena gasps, clapping her hands together. “Exactly. See? I love American Christmases. The tree, the presents, the super-powered reindeer, Rudolph.” She lists.

Kate hums, nodding. “Rudolph.” She mumbles and lets out a laugh.

“He is so weird.” Yelena chuckles.

“You’re so childish.” Y/N mumbles, picking her nails.

“I’m childish? Which one of us wants to go to Build-A-Bear, huh?” Yelena looks at Y/N, brows raised. “Besides, you are a child.”

“I am not a child.”

“No? You’re multiple years younger than me. You’re like eighteen.”

“Twenty-two! Not eighteen.” Y/N groans. “That’s not many years younger.”

Kate coughs to bring the sisters’ attention back to the relevant thing. Her eyes linger on Y/N for a while, but she turns to Yelena when she starts talking again. “Have you ever eaten reindeer?”

“Cannot say I’ve had the pleasure. No.” Kate has a tight lipped smile on her face. She still isn’t sure what to think of the situation.

“It’s,” Yelena laughs. “No, it is not a pleasure. No, it’s, uhm, it’s really tough. It’s chewy.” Y/N grimaces at Yelena’s description, remembering the last time she had to eat reindeer. “You have to braise it for a really long time. But hey, Kate Bishop. You grew up here, right?” Kate nods. “You must have some recommendations for us.”

“Yeah, uhm.” She laughs nervously. “Yeah, I-I have. Let’s see. The High Line. High Line is great. Uhm, there’s a Christmas market in Union Square. Uhm.. I’m not quite sure those are the right fit for the blood-thirsty vigilante types.”

Yelena laughs loudly. “Blood-thirsty vigilantes.” She glances at Y/N while chuckling. “Sometimes you’re funny, Kate Bishop.”

“Do you say my whole name to point out that you know it?”

“Yes. We know a lot about you.” And so Yelena starts listing all the things she knows about Kate and her family.

Y/N sighs, tuning out her sister. She thought coming to Kate Bishop’s apartment would have been much more interesting than it is. She is bored. She’d rather be listening to Alexei’s stories that have no real plot line. She doesn’t even really like Alexei. The man is loud and kind of really mean. But she tolerates him for Melina and Yelena.

“Are you in New York to talk to Clint? Is that why you’re here?” Kate’s question brings Y/N back to the conversation.

“No, no, no, no.” Yelena shakes her head. “We’re here to kill him. I have a question for you. What is it? Why do you risk your life for him, Clint Barton? How has everybody forgiven him for his past?”

“He saved the world.”

Y/N scoffs at Kate’s comment. Kate frowns and looks at her. “Our sister saved the world.” She glares at the archer.

“Natasha Romanoff, she saved the world.” Yelena continues. Kate keeps a neutral face, but the two in front of her can clearly tell her mind is anything but. “Stop pretending like you’re not surprised. It does not look cool.”

“You two are really Natasha’s sisters?” Y/N nods at the question. “Wow. I did not see that coming.” Kate’s eyes are wide and her brows are high up. “Thank God, I didn’t kill you two up there.”

Yelena starts laughing while Y/N shakes her head with a grin. Kate stares at them with confusion. “You kill us?” Yelena points at her and her sister. “Again, oh, Kate Bishop. You are so funny. That’s hilarious. That one is the funniest.” Y/N nods while Yelena still chuckles.

“Natasha and Clint were friends. Why are you after him?”

“You are so fond of him.” Yelena leans her head to the side. “It tells me you don't really know who he is.”

“He came out here to protect me.”

“No.” She shakes her head, keeping her haze on Kate at all times. “He came here to protect his reputation. Do you know how many people he killed?” Kate looks down. “The trail of blood that follows him, it could wrap around the entire world.”

“Okay. Wow. That was very Russian.” Yelena hums at the comment. “He's still an Avenger.”

“What does that word even mean? Huh? That it holds so much power. You call him a hero no matter what he does?”

“It means that when you choose to spend your life trying to help people, there are going to be things that you lose. When you face the kind of threats that he has, there's going to be collateral damage.”

“Our sister is gone because of him.” Yelena says in a louder voice, leaning forward on the table. Y/N looks down at the mention of Natasha, missing her sister dearly.

“What? No. No, that is... No.”

“She's gone.” Yelena nods with a frown. “Is she collateral damage?”

“Is that what you think of your father?” Y/N asks before Kate can answer Yelena. “He died during an Avengers threat, correct? So, he was just collateral damage as well, no one important.”

“No, that’s not what I m-“

“No?” Y/N interrupts. “All but your father are collateral damage? Why is your father any more important than our sister? Or all the other Avengers who have died? The victims of Sokovia, I’m sure you’ve heard of it. All those who died without their family with them during the blip. War against Thanos.” Y/N lists. “Are you willing to tell all the dead people’s families how someone important to them was just collateral damage? Just something that happens. But that’s just life, right?” She laughs a laugh that makes chills go through Kate’s spine. “You didn’t know them, so they have no meaning to you.”

“I don’t...” Kate tries to find the right words. She stares at Y/N. She looks like she’s hurting, but she masks it well. “Of course they’re important.” Kate whispers, but Y/N looks away. She sighs, turning back to Yelena. “Look, there is no way that’s true. He would not let that happen.”

“How long have you known Clint Barton?”

Kate looks to the side, pausing for a moment. “About a week”

“It will not be difficult for us to complete this assignment.”

“Wait a minute, somebody hired you to kill him?” Yelena doesn’t answer, she just leans back on her chair, looking down while Y/N looks at her. “All I'll say is that if there is someone out there that is telling you Clint is a bad guy, then maybe you should ask yourself what kind of person hired you. He is not perfect. Nobody's perfect. But he is good.”

“However he convinced you about who he is or how many people think or call him a hero, truth is it doesn't matter. We are defined by what we do. Not by nice words.”

Tears prickle Y/N eyes at Yelena’s words. Natasha didn’t believe that. Natasha wouldn’t have defined anyone by their past. She takes a deep breath. The rest of the conversation between Yelena and Kate is going inside her ear and out the other. She doesn’t know what to think of the situation. Natasha wouldn’t like what they’re doing, but she can’t follow someone who is dead. Yelena is here, with her, and she isn’t leaving. Does it even matter anymore? Yelena and her are so deep in the business they didn’t even want to do. But it’s the only thing they’re good at.

“Thank you for the girls' night, truly.” Yelena comments, standing up. When she notices Y/N staring off to the distance, unmoving, she pulls her up by her arm. Y/N looks at her sister, while Kate is staring at her. Yelena nods towards the open window. They walk up to it. “Oh, and, Kate Bishop, do not get in our way again.” A hook clings to the floor and the two drop down the window.

Kate walks near the big Christmas tree. She suddenly stops when she notices someone familiar looking at the tree. Taking a few steps forward, she hesitates, not knowing if she should go to her or not.

“If you’re trying to be sneaky it’s not working.” Y/N speaks up, not looking away from the tree.

Kate sighs, walking next to her. She stares at the side of her face. It’s red from the cold. Her hands are in the pockets of her jacket. She is wearing very stylish clothing. Kate likes her style. “Where’s Yelena?”

Y/N hums, kicking the rocks under her feet. “I don’t know. We aren’t always together, you know?” She laughs quietly, looking down at the ground.

“Yeah, I know. I just- just thought you’d stay together for safety reasons.” Kate’s breath hitches when Y/N frowns. Somehow it’s the saddest and cutest thing she has ever seen. “Not that I think you can’t take care of yourself! I- I think you’re very, uhm, capable.”

Y/N nods, still not looking at Kate. Kate desperately want her to look at her. She wants to see her face. She doesn’t know why the young paid killer has invaded her mind, but somehow she can’t stop thinking about her.

“Why do you do that?” Y/N asks, finally turning to look at her.

“Do what?”

“Stare at me, say those weird compliments.”

“Oh, uhm.” Kate’s cheeks flush red. “I-“ This time she turns away, feeling like Y/N’s staring at her too intense. “Well, you know.” She shrugs and chuckles.

“I don’t know.” Y/N frowns. The way Kate is acting is strange in her opinion, or at least she isn’t used to someone acting like that. Her staring makes her feel this weird fluttery feeling in her tummy. “That is why I asked.”

Humming, Kate turns back to Y/N. The confused look on her face looks so vulnerable and adorable. She just wants to squeeze her. “Do you...know what a crush is?”

Y/N furrows her brows, thinking. “As in crushing someone? Hurting them?”

“No.”

“Then no. Natasha was usually the one to teach me and Yelena new things, though Yelena knew more beforehand than me, but I suppose we didn’t have enough time to learn everything.” She tells quietly, taking her hands out of her pockets to play with her fingers.

“Shit.” Kate mumbles, looking at the ground. She rubs her face, thinking what to say. She already started, but could she actually tell the enemy about her crush on her. “Listen.” She touches Y/N’s arm to make her look at her. “I don’t know why I feel like this, but I-.” Kate moves her arms around. “I know we’re on different sides of this thing, but I have grown this crush on you.”

“I still don’t know what that means.”

“Right.” Kate laughs. “It means...liking someone.” Y/N stays quiet. “More than a friend. Liking someone romantically. Fancying them.”

“Okay, okay. I get it.” Y/N stops Kate’s rambling. “But why?”

“Well, you’re very beautiful and cute. But it’s obviously not only because of looks.” Kate assures quickly. “You seem very smart and capable. You clearly know how to take care of yourself. You’re genuine in your own way. And honestly, I don’t think you really want to kill Clint.”

Y/N stares at her fingers. Does she want to kill Clint? “This mission was officially signed only to Yelena, but since I go where she goes, I take part in it.”

“So you follow Yelena blindly? Do everything she says?”

“No, I trust her because she’s doing her job as my sister. And I would not trust anyone else to do that job better than her and Natasha. That is why I do what she says.” Y/N lips are in a tight line. She doesn’t like Kate’s questioning. “She can’t lose anyone else, neither can I. Not in a world like this.”

“I’m sorry, about Natasha.”

Y/N nods. “I don’t think you should have a crush on me.” Kate’s face falls. “Those kind of feelings weren’t allowed in the Red Room. I don’t know what they are or what they mean, so you should stop.”

“It’s not something you can control. I can’t just stop.”

Y/N and Kate stare at each other. People walk past them in a fast pace, sometimes bumping into them. The air is getting colder and colder as snow falls down to the ground. “Why are you telling me these things?”

Kate hums. She doesn’t know how to answer to the question. “Have you gone to Build-A-Bear yet?” Y/N frowns, shaking her head. “Let’s go together, and I’ll try to explain.”

“How do I know you aren’t taking me into a trap?”

“I guess you just have to trust me.” She puts her hand forward.

Y/N stares at Kate’s hand in confusion. “Am I supposed to grab your hand as a sign of trust? I’m not doing that. I don’t trust you.”

“Right.” Kate drops her hand, wiping it to her pants awkwardly. “No- I- It’s just something from..books and movies.” She mumbles. Clearing her throat, Kate points towards a mall. “The store is over there.” Y/N stares at the mall, biting her lip. “It’s not a trap.”

“Fine.”

The two walk go the store in silence. At times Kate glances at Y/N’s neutral expression, wondering what she is thinking about. The assassin on the other hand keeps her gaze straight forward. Y/N’s eyes brighten up when they get inside. Kate smiles at the sight, hiding it by looking at the ground.

“Do you know what you want?” Kate asks, looking at Y/N while she wanders around the store.

“No, I have never been here.”

“Let’s start looking then.”

They walk around the non stuffed stuffed animals. Y/N picks up a brown bear, turning it around in her hands.

“Would you like to have that one?” Y/N glances at Kate, nodding. “Okay, I’ll get this wolf. We can decide a scent patch for it and a voice before they get stuffed.”

“No voice.”

“Okay.” Kate nods, walking over to the scents with her. “You can decide which ever you like.” Y/N starts smelling all the scent buttons. She holds a strawberry scented button to Kate. “You want that one.” She nods. “Let’s get into stuffing then.” She leads Y/N towards the worker that stuffs the plushies. “Give it to her.” Y/N gives the bear to the worker. She watches as it gets stuffed, cringing at the look of it.

“That looks violating.”

“I know.” Kate chuckles, giving her plushie after Y/N’s is done. “Next step is to choose clothes.”

Y/N looks over the big racks of clothes, pausing when she notices similar clothing on one of them. Kate stops next to her, frowning when she sees the wetness in her eyes. She turns to look at the costume in front of them, her eyes widening as she sees the Black Widow costume. “I don’t... I don’t think I can do this.” Y/N mumbles. Somehow she can’t get her eyes away from the costume.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Kate sets her hand on Y/M shoulder, not even thinking who she is with right now. “Do you want to go look some other costumes?”

Y/N shakes her head after a moment of silence. “No. I want the Natasha one.”

“You sure?”

“Mhm.” Y/N grabs the costume and gives Kate a small smile. “I’m sure. Not the hair, that doesn’t look like Natasha.”

Kate laughs, keeping her hand on her shoulder. She decides to grab a Christmas sweater for her wolf, after it they go to the birth certificate station. “Here you can name it and give it a birthday.”

“Why is this so complicated?” Y/N mumbles as she looks at the screen in front of her. “I just want a bear.” She unconsciously lifts the bear up to her nose, smelling the strawberry.

Kate smiles at the sight, enjoying the softer side of Y/N. “I mean, you don’t have to.”

“No, I want to.”

Laughing, Kate nods. She fills her certificate rather quickly, while Y/N is struggling with her. The birthday is set, but she hasn’t picked a name yet. “Need some help?” Y/N stares at the bear wearing Natasha’s clothes quietly. “Do you want to name is after her?”

“Is that weird?”

“No! Of course not.” Kate taps the name bar, writing Natasha into it. “That good?” Y/N nods. Buying the bears go quickly as not many people are on the line. Now they’re sitting on a bench, holding their boxes.

“I have to go.” Y/N mumbles, standing up. Kate stands up as well, staring at her. “Lena will wonder where I am.”

“Can I-“ Kate clears her throat. “Will I see you again.”

“I still have to kill Clint Barton.”

“You don’t have to.”

Y/N chuckles, shaking her head. “I know you think that, but my life isn’t like yours, Kate Bishop. You’re rich. You think you’re indestructible because you have always had a way out. Not everyone has that, especially in this line of work. I don’t have that. I can’t do whatever I want.” She stares at frowning Kate. “I need to do my job no matter what I want.” They stay quiet for a while, looking at each other. Y/N looks down and walks away.

Kate groans, rubbing her face. “Shit.”

Yelena and Y/N walk into the Christmas party, ignoring the worker who asks fo their jackets. They start walking around the huge room, going to different directions. Y/N glances to the direction of noice and ruckus, noticing Kate talking to comms. Soon someone starts shooting through the windows. Y/N kneels to the ground, away from the bullets and looks for Yelena.

“Who the hell is shooting?” She asks as she reacher her.

“I don’t know. Come on, Clint went to the elevators.” They jog to the elevators, not noticing Kate coming after them until she stops next to them after Yelena presses the elevator button.

“So, I know you're chummy with my mom, I didn't think you'd make the cut for the Christmas party.”

Yelena glances at Kate. “Kate Bishop. We are not here to ruin anything.” She assures, looking at the elevators. “We are just going to kill Barton, have some appetizers, and then we’ll go.”

“I hope you enjoy the bruschetta, 'cause it looks like you already lost him.”

Frowning, Yelena turns to look at her. “He's in the elevator.”

“Yeah. What, out of 65 floors, you think you're just gonna magically guess which one he's on?”

The other elevator dings, showing twelve in red. “Twelfth floor.”

“Damn it.” Kate mumbles. She sneaks a glance at Y/N, who is on Yelena’s other side. She is grinning quietly.

“Enjoy the party.” Y/N smirks when the elevator opens, getting inside.

Yelena starts going inside after her, Kate pushing behind her. “No, no, Kate, stay.” She pushes Kate outside and goes to stand next to Y/N, waiting for the elevator to close. Just as it’s closing, Kate slips in. Yelena groans. The trio stand quietly, Kate eyeing the buttons. She reaches over to them, but Yelena slaps her hand. “No.”

Not long after that, Kate tries to reach for the buttons again, but Yelena stops her. As two times isn’t enough for Kate, she tries again. This time Yelena throws her to the ground and holds her arm. Suddenly Kate slaps her.

Y/N’s eyes widen and Yelena furrows her brows. “What was that?”

“I don’t know. I-“ Not finishing her sentence, Kate goes for the buttons again.

Y/N takes hold of her dress, while Yelena yells out multiple nos, but it rips apart. “Oh my god, what is happening.” She stares at the broken dress in her hand. Kate points at her suit. “Did you plan that?”

With a need to impress, Kate nods. “Yes.” Yelena lifts her brow and Y/N shakes her head. “No, No, I...” She shakes her head. Taking advantage of the moment, Kate presses every single button she can.

“No, no!” Yelena groans. “Come on, that is so annoying.” She opens her jacket and throws it to Kate. “Сука.” She runs out of the elevator, Y/N right behind her after she throws her jacket onto the floor. Kate starts running after them.

The three start fighting while running and jumping over the furniture in the rooms. Kate puts herself between the two room, blocking the entrance. “What are we doing? I mean, it’s Christmas Eve. Let’s grab a drink, huh?” She glances at Y/N.

“Okay. Yeah. Sure.” Yelena nods.

“Cool.”

“After we kill Barton.”

“No. No, that’s not what... Come on. You two don’t need to-“ Kate doesn’t get to finish her sentence as Yelena kicks her in the ribs. And so the fighting continues.

Yelena slams Kate into a glass. Kate starts throwing things and Yelena over a chair. Y/N kicks Kate’s feet, making her fall down. Kate punches Y/N, hard. Yelena takes out her baton to break the window, but Kate throws something to get the baton out of her hand, hitting her hand at the same time.

Yelena flings her arm around. “Ow. That really hurts!”

“Yeah. Yeah, well, so did the kick to the ribs.”

Y/N holds her already bruising cheek. “Did you have to punch me so hard?” Kate cringes at the bruise, mumbling a small sorry.

“That was a good one.” Yelena mumbles, remembering the kick she delivered not too long ago. “That was good form. But you did the really cool body throw.” She moves her hands up to down.

“Yeah, thank you. Thank you.” Kate points at her. “Stop making me like you.”

Yelena grins. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it.” She shrugs. “Besides, you started liking Y/N without me doing anything. Which I still do not accept.” She glares at Kate. “Anyways, that was really fun. Bye.” Throwing a hook to the floor she jumps out the window.

Y/N groans, rolling her eyes. “Always the windows. For once, I’d like to go out the door.” She mumbles, giving Kate a small wave before throwing her own hook to the ground and going after Yelena. When they go low enough, they start shooting towards Clint until they land on the ground and run away.

Yelena and Y/N notice Clint on the stairs near the ice rink and the fallen tree. Yelena body slams Clint to bring him down while Y/N jumps over the railing, staying on Clint’s other side as he stays on the ground, hurt.

“Before we kill you, I need to ask you one question.”

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Yelena and Y/N.”

Y/N glances at Yelena, but the latter pays no mind to her. Clint gets up so he is kneeling, seeing the two better. “I need to know what happened.”

“Look, Yelena, Y/N.” He glances at the younger of the two. “If I told you what really happened, you’d never believe me. But what you need to know is your sister sacrificed herself, and she saved the world. I’m sorry.”

Yelena starts shaking her head. “You’re lying.”

“What?”

“You’re pathetic. You’re so pathetic.” She pushes him down. Y/N stares at them, not knowing what to do. She doesn’t want to disobey her sister, but she is starting to doubt if Clint ever killed their sister. Going against her doubts, she helps Yelena fight Clint.

Clint pushes Y/N further away and grabs Yelena’s shoulders. “Nobody killed her. She made a choice.”

“Stop lying!” Yelena rolls down to her back, kicking Clint over her to the ground where Y/N punches him as he gets up.

Clint tries to fight off the two. He kicks Y/N down. “Stay down, kid.” And takes Yelena into a chokehold. “You’re not listening to me. She sacrificed herself, understand?” Yelena takes quick breaths. “I couldn’t stop her.”

“No.” Yelena gets away from the hold and kicks him down. She helps Y/N up. “Why would she sacrifice herself for you? Why do you deserve it?”

Clint stays down. “I don’t.”

“So she died because you let her.”

“I fought for it. But she was better than me.”

“You should’ve fought harder.” Y/N grabs Yelena’s hand, trying to give some kind of comfort for the both of them. Yelena pushes her hand away and takes put her baton, hitting Clint with it over and over again until he falls to the ground.

“Yelena.” Y/N tries to grab her arm, but Yelena keeps pushing her away. “Yelena!” She kicks away her baton.

“What are you doing?” Yelena pushes her to the ground, anger clear in her eyes. She takes out her gun and steps closer to Clint. But she stops when Clint whistles. It’s her and Natasha’s secret whistle. Yelena’s face falls as she gasps. “How do you know that?”

Clint turns around slowly, staring at her. “Your secret whistle with Nat. She talked about you all the time, Yelena. You too, Y/N.” He glances at Y/N who hasn’t stood up yet.

“She did?” Clint nods. “What did she say?”

“She told me about how you got separated as kids. She was flying that plane. I asked her if she was scared. All she could think about is that you were safe. That never changed, Yelena.” Clint turns to Y/N. “And you. She told about the time she first saw you in the Red Room as a two-year-old. How at that moment she felt insane amount of need to protect you. She was thankful to see you grow up no matter the circumstances. She loved you two. And always wanted you safe.”

Both Y/N and Yelena are crying. “You got so much time with her.”

“Yes I did.”

“It shouldn’t have gone this way.” She shakes her head as tears fall down her cheeks. “If I was there, I could have stopped it. I could have- I could have changed it.”

“Nothing was gonna stop her, Yelena. You know Natasha. She made her choice. We’re gonna have to find a way to live with that.”

“We loved her so much.” Yelena sobs, glancing at quietly crying Y/N.

“Me too.” Clint sniffles. Yelena walks in front of him. She gives her hand to Clint and helps him up. “I’m sorry.”

Yelena turns to Y/N. She takes hold of her arms and lifts her up. “Forgive me, сестра.” She dries her cheeks and holds her hand as the two walk away from the ice rink and Clint.

Y/N approaches Clint and Kate slowly, who are sitting on the back of a ambulance together, taking a breather after the fights. She’s holding a small piece of paper in her hands, rolling it around in her nervousness. The partners stare at her as she stops in front of them, Kate has a smile on her face.

Y/N clears her throat. “I- I wanted to ask you something, about Natasha.” Her voice is quiet and she stares at Clint’s shoes, not daring to meet his eyes. “I wrote her letters, during our time freeing the widows. So, I was just wondering if she got them.”

“She did.”

Y/N’s head snaps up to look at Clint. “Yeah?” Her eyes glaze over.

Clint nods with a small smile. Sure, she just tried to kill him, but she is mourning. He can understand that. “She wrote you letters back during the five years you and your sister were gone.”

“Do you..do you think I could see them?”

“Of course.” He nods towards Kate. “Just let her know where I can send them. They belong to you.”

“Thank you.” She gives Clint a genuine smile before turning to Kate and giving the paper slip to her. “Here’s my number, if you want to keep in contact.”

“Can’t you like, get my number pretty easily.” Kate grins, remembering how Yelena had got her number.

“Yes.” Y/N rolls her eyes with a smile. “But I wanted to do this traditionally. And I wanted to give you the choice.” She picks the skin around her fingers. “Let me know.” Smiling, she starts walking away from the pair. A ping comes from her phone. Y/N takes it from her pocket and stops when she sees the message.

I do want to keep in contact :)

She turns around and smiles to Kate, who is already smiling at her.

Happy birthday Ben Barnes.

Fun fact he has the same birthday as my 1 year old cousin

So happy birthday to you too Kyleigh.

I found this again-

I wasn’t meaning to I just did

Anyways I lowkey need a part 2 RIDHJDJD

Aleksander gif: @lizzo Mal gif: @shadowandbone

Aleksander Morozova x Sun Summoner!reader x Mal Orestev

GENRE(S): ANGST, FLUFF

WARNING: cursing, nonsexual dubcon (?), small mentions of blood 

WORD COUNT: 3.7K

SUMMARY: You’re locked in your room when you refuse to take part in the Darkling’s plans to “change the world.”

Your room in the Little Palace was no longer a place of comfort. It was confinement. The curtains were drawn and could not be moved, so it always looked like the evening to you. You would only have a general idea of the time of day when Genya would swiftly open the door to leave your room. It was unclear if days or weeks had passed, but one thing was certain: your cabin fever had turned into insanity. You needed to see him. You begged for him, but stopped asking Genya once she stopped answering. Her task was only to come into your room three times a day and yours was to ignore everything she gave you until she left. You would only take small pieces of your food until you stopped shaking from hunger, but to Genya, you were not eating. This was your punishment for refusing the Darkling’s offer to change the world. 

Today, you were done picking at your plate so you focused on your hands. Spheres of light danced around your fingers and weaved in between your thumbs. It was like that for a while, until they snapped out of existence once the door rattled. The familiar sound of keys beating against each other had you shift your attention away from the door since the wall was much more interesting, anyway. Once the door opened, it closed quickly, and the room was silent again. Genya must have been there to retrieve your leftovers, but the sound of her grabbing the silverware never came. You did not want to seem interested, so you never peaked. You kept focusing on the details of the curtains and the intricate carvings on the table by the window. 

“You’re not eating,” Aleksander’s whispers traveled past your ears. You wanted to see him, but you did not want to bring him satisfaction. You both stood there in the darkness as you both pretended not to hear each other breathing. 

“Why?” You questioned. You had not spoken for a while, and it was clear in the strain and shake in your voice. 

“I gave you the option to rule with me,” he said, but this time he sounded closer. 

“No, you didn’t,” you said. 

“Remember, you’re free to go back home if you ask.” 

“At the expense of Mal’s safety!” You roughly tucked your hands into each other. 

“You made that decision.” His voice came out very flat. 

You slowly turned your neck enough to see his chest in your peripheral vision. “You’re good at lying.” You gave him the same flat tone you received. 

“I never–-” His boots beat against the wooden floor until they came to the other side of your bed. You saw how well crafted they were as you avoided his gaze. “Once we grew closer, I regretted it immediately.” He paused for a moment before he said, “may you please look at me?” 

“What made you even think I would ever agree to–-” your anger was interrupted. 

“It’s the only remedy to the structure of this society.” His voice rose for a second before it instantly went back down. His fingers reached for your chin and you snapped it away. The atmosphere was tense as the air was filled with all the words that were just said. There was more silence until you felt brave enough to speak. 

“Is Mal still okay?” you whispered. 

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The Crows of Shadow and Bone (& future Crow Nina) + popular text posts - part 8🪶

Whatever You Say, Beyoncé: The Scarlet Apprentice || Wanda Maximoff

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Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of pain. If I have missed any warnings please let me know.

Word Count: 1357 words.

Summary: Stephen Strange needs to act fast in order to stop you- The Scarlet Apprentice.

A/N: Part 6 of ‘The Scarlet Apprentice’. I thought I’d give you some Stephen Strange and Wong content, hopefully you enjoy!

Please do not repost (on here or any social media platform), copy, translate or take ownership of my work. Reblogs, likes and comments are always appreciated <3.

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Whatever you say, Beyoncé: The Scarlet Apprentice-

-The Ruins of The Temple Of The Scarlet Witch-

The sound of an anguished breath filled the air as Stephen came to. With the night sky making its appearance- he realises he must have passed out from pure fatigue.

He struggles onto his side, releasing a series of grunts and sighs as he staggers onto his feet.

He’s still on the vantage point he discovered before losing consciousness, giving him an exemplary view of what remains of the sacred temple. The darkness surrounding him however, provides him with no favours in concern with making out prime details.

He slowly makes his way down a steep formation, allowing him to reach level with the temple’s site.

He conjures a compact amount of Sorcerer’s magic to help cast some light on the ruins ahead.

His eyes scan frantically, hoping to find any sign of life, he can’t lose Wong. Though he would never admit this to him, he’s one of his closest friends, he’s taught him so much and has always been by his side throughout his journey of becoming a Sorcerer.

He slowly makes his way around the edge of the destruction, moving his hand to guide light into each cavity.

The search is going to take him hours alone, time that he cannot waste- Wong’s life depends on it.

This constant thought replays in Stephen’s mind; alongside memories of recent events- the unleashing of The Scarlet Apprentice’s power, and Wanda’s betrayal.

Anger clouding his thoughts, he sends a surge of power into the air; crouching down to grab frustratedly at his hair, casting his gaze to the ground.

He feels a tug from his clothing, choosing to ignore it. Several more tugs follow and he lifts his head and lets out an irritated ‘What?’. He looks around but cannot see anyone, that’s when he realises that his ‘Cloak of Levitation’ is trying to get his attention. It enhances its force, causing Stephen to be lifted from the ground; the right, bottom corner of the Cloak points to a specified point in the wreckage.

A red glowing light shines through the cracks of the stone, illuminating the ruins around it. Stephen makes his way over to the light in record time, desperately clawing at the hardened material to reveal the glow from underneath. Steadily, the scarlet red light shines brighter. Until Stephen sees where it is originating from.

“Wong!” He rushes to pull Wong’s body from the slot he occupies, as he brings him to the surface, the red light fades- having a familiarity to it’s form.

Stephen drags Wong’s body to an open space, giving him the room needed to check him over.

“Wong, can you hear me? It’s Stephen, can you answer me?” He receives no response.

He resorts to tapping The Sorcerer Supreme on the cheek rapidly-still, nothing.

‘Here goes nothing,’ Stephen thinks to himself, as he sits beside Wong.

“Well, I guess I can reclaim my title as ‘The Ultimate Sorcerer Supreme’” Stephen feels a shift from next to him.

“Over my dead body, Strange.” Wong lets out weakly, followed by a series of dry coughs.

Stephen displays a pleased smile across his face, as he helps Wong sit up, rubbing his back to encourage his coughs along.

“Thought that would get your attention, you okay?” Stephen worries about the impact that last day has had on his friend.

“I should be, if it wasn’t for that protection spell you cast over me, I think I would be dead.” Wong shifts to rest his back against a large boulder.

“As much as I’d like to take credit for saving your life, that wasn’t my charm. I think Wanda conjured it to protect you.” Wong faces Stephen in disbelief.

“Wanda? After what she did? I think you’ve hit your head along the way of escaping that mess over there; a mess she helped cause may I add!’ Wong gestures to the rubble in front of them.

“Wong, we both know she has the ability to kill us instantly if she wanted to. There’s a reason she didn’t, yes she attacked us but part of me wants to believe she still wants to do the right thing.” Now that Wong is sat safely in front of him, the majority of Stephen’s anger has faded.

However, Stephen knows once Wong’s mind is made up, it is very difficult to change it, but he feels too strongly about this to let it go.

“She has an interesting way of showing it, we could have died, Strange. I don’t recall her putting up much of a fight against her little sidekick either.” Wong attempts to pick himself up, clutching at the surface behind him to steady himself.

“Okay, I’m clearly not getting anywhere with this, but take this into consideration Wong. We both know the damage both Wanda and y/n can create together. If we can’t get through to one, we can attempt to get through to the other. If we cannot stop them from unleashing their ultimate capabilities then the Universe as we know it will cease to exist.”

Wong slowly turns to face Stephen.

“I know her love for y/n is influencing her actions, but Wanda is a good person, she knows right from wrong. If we can get through to her that unleashing The Scarlet Apprentice will be detrimental to us all, then we have a chance of protecting everything we stand for.” Stephen stands, hoping Wong will take his points into consideration.

“If you are mistaken, and she doesn’t know right from wrong; if she chooses to enhance y/n’s power, what then?” Wong needs to know every ounce of detail before he can agree to any plan.

“Then we’ll have no choice but to take them both down. We can prepare for it, we retreat to the Sanctum Sanctorum, we study what we know of Wanda’s magic- there has to be something other than the version of The Darkhold she possesses. After all they share the same type of magic, if we can take one down, the other won’t be a problem.” Stephen straightens his posture, confidently standing by his points made.

Wong sighs, “You’re right Strange, let's go see what we can find.” He starts to move when he notices a surprised expression on Stephen’s face.

“Is something wrong?”

“Wrong? Oh no, no I just need to test if I still have some temple dust in my ears, I swear I just heard you say I’m ‘right’ about something.” Stephen mimics a motion of emptying his ears.

Wong rolls his eyes, “Yes, yes, yes well done, you actually used your Brain for once, now come along. We don’t have all day.” Wong is about to open a portal with his magic, allowing them access to the Sanctum Sanctorum in New York City; when Stephen interrupts the process.

“Allow me…” Stephen raises his hand, wearing his ‘Sling Ring” displaying the correct hand gesture; allowing him to use his other hand to summon the portal, performing a wide, circular motion.

A combination of orange and golden sparks start to form in front of him, their structure growing wider with his continued motion. Soon a portal opens, Stephen rests his arms when a flood of water shoots out of the portal, striking him with an immense force; causing him to surge past Wong and be pinned against one of the many boulders that surround them.

The flow of water comes to a halt, allowing Wong to limp over to Stephen, who is in the process of coughing and spluttering up the remnants of water that worked its way into his system.

“I think it's best if I try now, don't you.” Wong shakes his head in disappointment.

“Whatever you say, Beyoncé.” A dripping Stephen lets out.

Wong throws his hands up in frustration, “Every time, you do this every time!”

All that can be heard from the abandoned temple’s remains is the bickering of the two Sorcerers, as they make their way back to Bleecker Street, adamant to find a way to stop The Scarlet Apprentice.

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Headcanons for being Yelena’s sibling and dating Kate Bishop

Kate Bishop x Belova!reader

warnings: minor hawkeye spoilers

a/n: so i mean i did some age math and it was just easier to make it so reader is more of yelena’s adoptive sibling than apart of the ohio household

prompt: anonymous: “Hey could I request headccannos for kate dating yelna and natasha sibling?”

you met her on your revenge mission with yelena, doing anything for your sister

but you weren’t expecting to meet anyone, especially not her

“hi, kate bishop! you’re cute” -you

“business first, y/n” -yelena

“should i be flattered or afraid?” -kate

“see, y/n? you are confusing her” -yelena

kate was very intimidated by your staring

but you were just super happy to look at her

and when she started asking questions about why you and your sister were there, you had something to say

“barton killed a fellow widow. and that widow happens to be my sister’s sister, and technically that makes her my sister, too. we don’t take kindly to that” -you

“y/n is right, we are not happy with barton and now we are going to kill him” -yelena like :)

you slipped kate a burner phone and whispered

“call me” -you, doing this hand sign 🤙

yelena thought your crush on her was cute

and you had no shame in it at all

she thought kate was a “nice little girl” for you, but the mission cane first

“you ever hear the phrase ‘conflict of interest?’” -yelena

“dont worry, i’m a professional” -you

when yelena went after clint, you kept kate busy and shamelessly flirted

“after this, we should definitely go get coffee…or drinks” -you

“could you stop your sister…” *swing* “from…” *kick* “trying to kill…” *knife* “my mentor?” -kate

“darling, you can’t stop a widow” -you, winking

checking if she was okay when the TSM pulled up and hit her

teaming up to take them down

where she actually finally admitted she liked you back

“that doesn’t change the fact that you’re terrifying” -kate

“i have that affect on people” -you

being very open while you are ruthlessly beating up guys in tracksuits

“i’d really like to kiss you, honestly” -you

“are you into fighting or something?” -kate

“it’s quite possible” -you

settling your mark in NYC and deciding to extend your “sabbatical” to spend some time with your “new friend”

which yelena approved of, but said that if kate wants to get on her good side she should be her new york tour guide

(you got a tour too it was a bonding moment for you all)

“i will check in on you, believe me, but go on, go have your fun” -yelena

you and kate actually got to hang out without engaging in hand to hand combat!

“this is…this is great” -kate

“what is?” -you

“us being together without an impending sense of doom” -kate

you thought she was very funny

offering to help her fix up her apartment

“well, we’ll need a place to stay!” -you

“you sure move fast” -kate, a bit delighted (she needed the company)

“i am speed” -you

doing target practice with her

she taught you archery (standing behind you and holding your arms)

you lied and told her you did not know archery but it’s okay she loved it

“if you make the bullseye, i’ll give you a kiss” -kate

“incentives? oh, that’s cute!” -you, moments before landing an arrow in the center of the target “i guess i’m a natural”

going to thrift stores and trying out new furniture

“i like this one! do you like it?” -you, bouncing up and down on a couch

“i love it! i can see it now, watching a movie, eating ice cream…cuddling” -kate

“yes! let’s do that tonight” -you

gossiping about all the foes you’ve gone up against

and telling her about your time in the red room

kate knew that was bad but she still found you to be a super cool super spy

and you liked that she stopped being scared of you

she was grateful to have you and your company after her hard times, losing the last bit of her family and all

and you were grateful to find more family!

but u totally missed yelena and she missed you back a ton

“hi, yelenaaaa!” -you on the phone

“hi, y/nnnnn!” -yelena putting you on speaker while she looks through the scope of a sniper

“whatcha doing?” -you

“oh, not much. doing some sightseeing” -yelena

*gunshot*

“oh, i wonder what she’s looking at!” -you

“a dead body?” -kate

“y/n, i have to go but i love youuuuu” -yelena

cant forget about clint tho

it took some time but he came around

you reminded him of natasha

“has y/n tried to kill you at all recently?” -clint

“only in—” *elbowed by kate* “i mean, no! i would never! i have never!” -you

clint invites u to family dinners

the kids were obsessed with you

“can you teach me some fighting moves?” -lila

“me too!” -nathaniel

“ask your parents for permission first and if they say ‘no’ i will definitely do it” -you

when you start working again, kate misses you tons, but you make an effort to surprise her

you send postcards, facetime when you can, bring home gifts, shower her with affection, tell stories, send goofy pictures, make lists of what you’ll do together when you come back

you make the effort

she always throws mini surprise parties when you come home

which are no longer surprising but you play the part well

“oh my gosh, i had no idea you were throwing a welcome home party for me! i am so surprised!” -you

“shush and give me a kiss, please” -kate

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We didn't talk enough about StepMum!Nancy. She lives in my wildest, wettest dreams. I think she likes messing with your pussy under the dinner table. Or making you wear a remote control vibe when you go out on mommy daughter days

no because your father talking about his boring ass business meeting at the table while you try and push down your food like you aren't clamping your thighs together because nancys fingers are knuckle deep in your little cunt.

your dad had jusr smiled kindly when you sat down next to nancy at the table saying, "m'glad to see my two favorite girls getting along." and you had smiled tightly.

nancy had just smiled and patted your hip. "we've come to find common ground recently."

now you're gripping your fork as nancy hums and nods along to what your father is saying, her pretty pink lips sipping her lemonade delicately.

her fingers are lithe and slender. slightly long from her most recent manicure, enough that they rub down on your gooey walls enough to make your teeth clench. you're embarrassed by how wet the sounds are, you don't know how your dad can't hear them. the gushy pull everytime nancy draws her digits out and the little squelch they make when she pumps them back in. your thighs are shaking.

"dear." you feel her other hand flutter over your forehead. "oh, you're hot as a furnace. you poor thing. here-" you have to bite down your whine as he fingers slip free from your hole. "-you did so good. finished your whole plate. you can be excused now. I'll be up with some warm tea and medicine for you, alright?"

you nod numbly, legs shaking as you stand. nancy smiles at you and deftly swipes the fingers covered in your juices across her lips, tasting you.

you know the medicine shes referring to giving you means her head between your legs, under your nightgown, soft tongue swirling around your enflamed clit as she coaxes cum from you.