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i have a thing for women that can kill me (19)

[an-evergreen-rose]

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Natasha Romanoff

YOUR VOICE

Wanda Maximoff

CAN'T SLEEP WITHOUT YOU

Yelena Belova

JUST LOOKING | PART TWO

THE SECRET IS OUT

Kate Bishop

WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE | PART TWO | PART THREE | PART FOUR | PART FIVE | PART SIX

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[an-evergreen-rose]

when worlds collide part 6

Kate Bishop x Female Spiderwoman reader (basically has Miles powers; invisibility, electric webs)

Summary: new room and new roommates???

A/N : sorry for not posting and sorry for such a short chapter, I got writers block and got stressed about moving to uni lol

MATERIAL LIST

When you entered your new room in the compound, the first thing you saw was the large windows overlooking the green outdoors of the compound from the wall opposite you. It was definitely different from the concrete jungle (where dreams are made from) of the city you were used to. But you couldn’t deny it, the greenery of upstate New York was beautiful. A queen-sized bed was placed to the right of the door, and a set of bedside tables on either side housed a lamp on each one. To the left of the door, there was a desk up against the wall opposite the bed. On each side stood two doors, the one on the right opened up towards the en-suite and the other led you into a walk-in closet.

You found some basic workout clothes inside the walk-in closet, all black besides the 2 sets of grey joggers for you to wear when you were not training. Nice.. Kate failed to hide a small giggle when she saw how your face grimaced at the borderline prison outfits they supplied you with. She wondered what other expressions you may hide under your mask and smiled at the thought. 

“We can go shopping tomorrow, my treat?” Kate said as she popped her head into the closet, looking at your reflection through the mirror.

“I can’t ask you to spend your money on me, Kate, you’ve already done enough.”

“But I want to,” Kate said in a smaller voice, unsure if you could even hear her or not. She wanted to do this for you. She wanted to do a lot of things for (to) you in fact, if it meant making you happy. Why won’t you let her do this for you?

“It’s fine, it’s not like I’m going anywhere anyways, Katie,” You started, unaware of how Kate's stomach filled with butterflies upon hearing that name come out of your mouth. “You heard Fury, I’m on house arrest for the time being.” You used your fingers to show some quotation marks in the air.

“Fine,” Kate huffed, accepting defeat, for the time being, already planning on raiding her closet when she got back for more of her clothes for you to wear. After all, you looked really good in them. She took a step back and looked at the contents on your desk, and Kate raised her eyebrows at what was on it. “Wow, you got way more cool stuff than I did when I joined. Not fair.”

“What do you mean?” You asked, stepping out your closest to see what Kate was talking about. When you saw the brand new MacBook Air, iPhone and wireless headphones along with a sketchbook, drawing supplies, and a journal next to them, you were shocked, to say the least. A small post-it note was placed on top of the phone box, scrawny handwriting scribbled over the yellow paper.

Try not to crack the screen, kid ;) T.

“God, Tony really does show favouritism towards spider people.”

You let out a chuckle at Kate's comment, making a mental note to find Tony later to thank him properly.

—

“Oh shoot, I think there's something wrong with my phone.” You exclaimed. You and Kate were currently sitting on your bed, setting up your new gadgets. Kate was sorting out your laptop whilst you started up your phone, frowning when you saw the empty contacts lists. That's when your grand plan to show Kate your best cheesy pick-up line commenced.

“What?” Kate asked, and you tried your best to hide the smirk on your face

“It doesn’t have your number in it.”

The raven-haired girl sat in silence, whilst you tried your best to hold in your laugh.

“I want you to know, Y/N, that I hate you.” 

You couldn’t help the belly laugh that came out after hearing her response, falling backwards onto the bed as Kate listened in amusement. This was definitely one of her new favourite sounds.

“Pass it here, dummy.” Kate sighed, holding her hand out for your phone. She couldn’t stop the smile on her face at your very elongated ‘thankyouuuuuuu’. “Does that line work normally?” She asked teasingly before she stuck her tongue out for a selfie to make her contact photo.

“Well, you’re the first girl I’ve asked so I would say it has a 100% success rate seeing as I’ve got your number.” You smiled when Kate handed you back your phone and saw her face on it. “Cute.”

After setting everything up, Kate unfortunately had to leave to go see Lucky who was left at home. “Who knew dogs needed to walk like twice a day?” Kate huffed as she laced up her boots earning an amused eye roll from you. You decided to doodle in your sketchbook, your favourite stress relief. However when a certain pair of eyes filled up your page you realised just how much the archer was taking over your thoughts. Maybe I should text her? 

A small knock on your bedroom door brought your attention away from your desk. When you opened it you saw a brunette woman, probably just a little older than you, with a warm smile on her face.

“Hi, I’m Wanda,” She introduced herself, an accent present. “I heard we had someone new joining us and I wanted to introduce myself. My room is just two doors down from yours.” She said, pointing her finger to the right down the corridor.

“Oh cool, I’m Y/n, nice to meet you. I think you’re helping me with my training, right? With Natasha and Peter?”

“Yes.” Before any of you could continue the conversation, your stomach also decided to introduce themselves with a loud grumble. “You hungry?” She asked with a teasing look.

“Yeah, but I actually have no idea where the kitchen is.”

Wanda let out a small laugh, “Follow me, I’ll make us some lunch.”

–

“So you landed in some bins?” Wanda laughed, holding her hand in front of her mouth.

“Yep,” You smiled, finishing your food, “I had to get Kate to wash my suit because of the smell.”

“Speaking of suits!” Tony startled you both as he entered the kitchen, an empty coffee cup in hand.

“Jesus christ,” Wanda muttered, her hand over her heart in an attempt to calm it down.

“I was wondering if I could take a look at yours, kid? Maybe make some upgrades? Or a new one even?” He asked, filling his mug up from the coffee machine.

“Upgrades?”

“Yeah, its looking a little pathetic compared to our universes spiderman, and if you’re going to be working with him, you gotta look the part,” Tony rambled before taking a sip of his newly filled coffee cup as you tried not to take offence to him criticising the suit that literally took you months to make. “How do you feel about black?”

“What's wrong with the green?” You pouted, Wanda smiled at your whining.

“Everything looks better in black, kid.”

“I think you’d look good in black,” Wanda chirped in, before taking another bite of her lunch.

“Well that's settled then,” Tony exclaimed, heading towards the door, “Stop by my lab after you finish your lunch y/n, I’ve got big plans for us!”

“Should I be scared?” You asked Wanda once Tony was out the kitchen.

Wanda laughed, “Probably.”

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[an-evergreen-rose]

When Worlds Collide Part 5

Kate Bishop x Female Spiderwoman reader (basically has Miles powers; invisibility, electric webs)

Summary: Fury decides your fate

Warnings: a tiny bit of angst I guess

A/N: just to let you know, I have written kates and y/n first kiss, however, I'm gonna need to fill in some gaps timeline-wise before I can give it to you... soz

MASTERLIST

You were currently in his lab as the Fury thought it best that they got to know more about you before they decided on what to do with you. So far Tony had found out your DNA  was mutated with a lot of similarities to Peters, and a few extra add ons of course, you were a total of 5 feet and 3 inches tall and you did in fact like cheeseburgers. Maybe that last part was more of Tony's curiosity than Fury's list of questions. 

Kate, unfortunately, had to answer Fury's questions also, so while she was sitting in his office, Clint by her side, you were getting stabbed by tiny needles by Tony while Natasha stood guard.

“How’d you get these powers, kid?” Tony asked whilst drawing some of your blood.

“Went somewhere I shouldn’t have,” You answered vaguely, gaining an eye roll from the redhead.

Natasha lent forward in her seat, resting her elbows on the desk she and Tony were sitting on, opposite from your chair. “You’re gonna have to tell us a bit more than that if you want to see your friend again, Y/N.”

You frowned slightly at her tone, only now realising that this questioning may be more of a friendly interrogation, considering you are a high-powered, random person to them who apparently, came out of a giant portal in the sky. The last time they dealt with portals like that, was in 2012 and the aliens were not so friendly so no wonder they were slightly on edge.

 “Sorry,” You began, making sure to stay on her good side, not too sure how well it would end for you if you didn’t. “My friends and I were out tagging this new spot in the subway-”

“-What the hell is tagging?” Natasha interrupted, clearly not happy with my story already.

“Um, like spray cans and stuff, we found the spot so we put our artwork up first so other people would know we were there.”

“So… vandalism.”

“You could say that I guess.”

Natasha let out a sigh, “Carry on.” This wasn’t what she wanted to be doing on a Thursday morning.

“So, we tagged the spot, took some pictures-”

This time, it was Tony who interrupted, “Do you have the pictures?”

“They are on my phone, which I don’t bring out when I’m on patrol. Too many cracked screens and not enough money to fix them,” you tried to lighten the mood, not liking the shift in the atmosphere ever since they separated you and Kate.

“So you have no proof?”

“I guess not, no.” God, you desperately wanted to please these people but they were making it so hard to do so.

Tony scribbled something down on a piece of paper, “Carry on.”

“When we were cleaning up our stuff I felt this sting on my hand and I saw this weird-looking spider had bitten me.”

“Weird how? Can you describe it?” Tony asked.

“It kinda glowed an ominous, mutated-looking green colour.” I watched as Tony underlined his scribbles, obviously wanting to know more.

“Then what happened?” he asked.

“I got sick. Fevers, headaches, cramps. They lasted about 3 days, I was basically bedbound and then I just slept for like 2 days straight. My roommate had to wake me up to eat and drink and stuff and then I woke up and I just felt different.”

This time, Natasha asked the question, “different how?”

“Stronger, more aware, and just like I had the power inside me,” I spoke, unconsciously using my hands to elaborate, “Eventually I figured it out, and then my roommate and I decided we could use it to help. We don’t have the avengers where I’m from, so it was kinda up to me to save the city.”

You continued to answer their questions, hoping that if you just complied, you would get to see Kate again. After about an hour, you were finally let out of the room, finding your raven-haired archer sitting on the floor outside Tony’s lab, her back resting against the wall and an incredibly bored look on her face.

“Jeeze, how many questions did you ask her?” Kate huffed whilst standing up.

“Enough to know she's not a threat,” Natasha answered, standing beside you with her arms crossed, her eyebrow raised watching the archer get up. “I’ll go speak to Fury and see what he wants to do, don’t go too far.”

—

“So, Miss Y/N Y/LN, 19 years old, biologically enhanced with spider-like powers along with bio-electricity and invisibility, fell from the sky and landed in our universe,” Fury began, sitting in his chair whilst you and kate sat on the other side, Clint and Natasha stood behind you. “With no way home.”

You furrowed your eyebrows at his words. In all the chaos that has happened you only now just realised the severity of it all. Everyone you left behind. Everyone you didn’t get to say goodbye to. You don’t know how you got here and you sure as hell have no idea how to get back. Kate noticed your shift in the mood but her chair was too far away for her to lend a comforting hand. Instead, she watched with a heavy heart as your eyes glassed over at Fury’s words.

“Tony has run some tests regarding last night's portal and has surprisingly accepted defeat in his ability to create another one to get you back home… I’m afraid you’re stuck with us.”

“She can stay with me,” Kate began, a hint of eagerness in her voice which didn’t go unnoticed by the red-headed assassin and her friend.

“That's very kind of Miss Bishop, however, I would like to keep a close eye on our new spider-friend, so she will be staying in the compound until I say so. I would like to understand more of her capabilities before I let her roam around the streets of New York with a rookie avenger.”

“But, Natasha said I wasn’t a threat?” You interrupted.

Fury looked at you with his good eye, and you regretted speaking immediately, “I find that actions speak louder than words, Miss Y/LN. Just because you answered some questions does not mean I trust you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir. Sorry.” Even Kate knew not to break the silence that had consumed the room, only Natasha dared to speak up.

“You will start training with Wanda and Peter tomorrow morning,” she began, walking over to Fury’s desk to stand by his chair, directing her words at you. “I will be supervising, and relaying daily reports back to Fury on your progress and abilities.”

“Once we know more about you, perhaps you could make yourself useful and join us?” Fury added, his eyebrows raised with hope.

“And if I don’t?”

Fury let out a small chuckle, “Let's just say the U.S government don’t like enhanced personnel living unsupervised.”

“You’ll be put behind bars, kid,” Clint spoke up from behind you, “If you’re not with us, you’re a potential threat to us. The big boys don’t take threats too lightly, not when it comes to the enhanced.”

You sat silently for a moment, life as an avenger, or life behind bars. Not really much to think about really.

“I guess I’ll join your band then.”

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[an-evergreen-rose]

When Worlds Collide Part 4

Kate Bishop x Female Spiderwoman reader (basically has Miles powers; invisibility, electric webs)

Summary: You meet the bass player. jk. :))

Warnings: Some swearing

A/N: It's a bit shit and a bit short but here ya go.

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE | PART FIVE

Kate let you borrow some more of her clothes again, a pair of black jeans, some converse that were actually Yelena’s that she had left here a while back, but they were the only ones that fit you, and a simple black tank top. Kate liked the way your arms were on show, loving the simple definition your muscles had, a slight pout made its way onto her lips when you put on another one of her hoodies. One reason was that she didn't get to see your arms anymore, and the other was because you looked so darn cute. And when she saw how you had to roll up her jeans at the bottom so they wouldn’t drag along the floor she couldn’t help but bit her lip to try and suppress a smile.

Clint had arranged for Happy to come and pick up two up and Kate talk his ear off so much on the way to the compound that he actually put up the divider between the front and back portions of the car. You couldn’t help but laugh at the man's frustrations.

“So rude,” Kate muttered, looking out the window, seeing the compound in her view. She looked over to her right, seeing your leg bounce with anticipation as Happy pulled up outside. “Hey,” Kate spoke softly, resting her hand on your leg, stopping your nervous actions, “It’s gonna be okay.”

You looked at the archer’s hand on your leg, then at her blue eyes, “Promise?”

Kate felt her heart almost burst. You looked at her like your life depended on her. Like she was the only one who could save you if anything went wrong. She loved that look on you. 

“I promise.”

Kate lead you through the building, taking the elevator up to the 4th floor, and down very confusing corridors before she opened a door labelled 405. Once inside you saw a large table with about ten seats around it, three of them were taken. One belonged to a red-haired woman, she sat up straight and confident in her chair, dressed in all black training gear you imagined - being an avenger and all. You guessed that it was Natasha, Kate had tried to explain the avengers to you last night over the pizza so now it was up to you to try and remember as much as possible. Next to her was a man with a very large tattoo covering his whole arm. Clint. Kate talked a lot about him, considering he was ‘the hawkeye’ that got Kate into archery in the first place. Then, on the opposite side of the table was a man dressed in a rather expensive-looking suit and funky beard. Tony Stark. What also gave it away was him wearing sunglasses inside, Kate had told you only Tony could pull that off

[these bitches still alive :)]

“So,” Tony started, standing up from his seat and walking up to you and Kate, “You’re the new spider-kid.” He lowered his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose taking a better look. Definitely does not make you feel 10 times more nervous.

“Yup.” Smooth Y/N, real fucking smooth.

“Care to explain how you -now, what did Kate say again,” Clint said, looking down to a piece of paper with some scrawny-looking handwritten notes on it. “Fell from the sky out of a weird portal thing?”

Tony had taken his seat again, his sunglasses flung carelessly on the hard wooden table. You furrowed your brows slightly at the question. “No clue, one second I was swinging, the next I’m in the fucking bins with a bow and arrow pointed at my head.” 

Kate let out a small chuckle, remembering the weird events from last night. Jeeze, how had she only met you last night and was already this infatuated with you? “I thought you guys may have some more answers,” the raven-haired girl quipped, “It's not every day another spiderman falls from the sky.”

“Not a man,” You spoke quietly, but loud enough to gain a small smirk from the redhead in front of you.

“Definitely not a man,” Kate corrected herself, a small blush on her cheeks remembering last night when she first looked at you on the rooftops.

“How do we know you have these abilities?” Tony asked sceptically, clearly a little bit defensive over his spiderman. Natasha and Clint also looked at you expectantly, waiting for some proof.

With a roll of your eyes, you quickly raised your wrist, webbing Tony's sunglasses, bringing them towards you. You couldn't help the small smirk on your face at their shocked expression when you put the frames on your face.

“How do I look?” You asked Kate who also couldn’t help the smile on her face. She knew you’d be good.

“Hot.”

You felt your face heat up at the comment.

“Can I keep these?” You asked the bearded man, pointing to the metal frames on your face. You tried your best to not laugh at his defeated face.

“Finders keepers, right?” Natasha said. You were starting to like her.

“Anyone can make web shooters, kid,” Tony argued, “I’m gonna need a bit more convincing.”

“What, do you want me to crawl around on the ceiling?”

“It would help your case,” He smirked, hoping to amuse himself. But you couldn’t let him win just yet.

“Can anyone do this?” You asked rhetorically, before turning yourself invisible.

Natasha looked toward Clint, her eyebrows raised with interest, “Well damn.”

“I told you she was good,” Kate said excitedly to Clint as you reappeared. He actually did show some interest in you now. She slung her arm around your shoulders, looking proudly at you, “My girl is gonna knock the other spiderman out of the park.”

My girl. Holy shit, if you thought you were blushing before you would hate to see your face right now.

“Now that, I’ve got to see,” The older archer said, a small smile resting on his face at the thought.

“Alright, kid. I’m convinced.” 

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[an-evergreen-rose]

When Worlds Collide Part 3

Kate Bishop x Female Spiderwoman reader (basically has Miles powers; invisibility, electric webs)

Summary: Pancakes with Kate

Warnings: Some swearing

A/N: Thanks for all the support, you guys keep me motivated :) I know these chapters are kinda small but honestly, it's just less daunting that way and it makes it easier to write, I hope you don't mind. Also, I made a playlist WWC

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART FOUR

You woke up earlier than you would have liked, the noise coming from the street below seeped its way through the apartment windows and the binding lights crept through the gaps of the blinds. Opening your eyes, you adjusted quickly to the unfamiliar bedroom.

Part of you thought that maybe last night was all a dream, but as you looked down at Kate’s hoodie, you remembered that the raven-haired girl was very much real. Your cheeks heated up at the thought of wearing her clothes.

Stepping into the bathroom, you brushed your teeth with the spare toothbrush Kate had left out for you, which happened to be a more pastel shade of purple compared to hers. God, this woman and the colour purple.  

You saw that she had left your now cleaned suit, folded neatly on the sink countertop, your underwear hidden underneath. Once again, a small blush invaded your cheeks. You put your web shooters on your wrists, feeling much more comfortable with them on than off, and decided you would change into your suit later. 

Kate woke up earlier than you had, finding the couch much more uncomfortable than she remembered, but glad she didn't let you sleep on it still. She decided to get some small jobs done before you woke up, one of them was to ring Clint to let him know she was stopping by the compound with you.

“Kate, it's 6:30 in the morning, why are you even up?” Clint grumbled down the phone. It wasnt the fact that she had woken him up, Clint - much like Natasha - was an avid fan of waking up at 5 in the morning to train before everyone else. He liked the mornings for himself because everyone else was asleep so no one would bother him. Until his little protege called.

“Goodmorning to you too,” Kate chuckled, “I have something to tell you.”

Kate could hear the man sigh slightly on the phone, she knew not to take it personally. “What?”

“So basically, last night I was out on patrol–”

“-- I thought we agreed that you wouldn't go out by yourself anymore, Kate.”

“Yeah, we did… but I decided not to listen,” Kate replied sheepishly, “Anyways, that's not the point. When I was out last night, this girl basically fell out of the sky from this weird portal thing. Like it had all these bright colours and everything. And basically, she’s like Spiderman, but she’s definitely not a man and she's from another universe. She didn’t even know who you guys were, she thought the avengers were a band. Isn’t that weird? I feel like Natasha would be pretty good on Bass guitar, what do you think?”

“Sure.”

“Clint, I feel like you’re not that impressed by anything I just said,” Kate said, annoyed that he wasn’t interested in you. Who the hell wouldn’t be interested in you? 

“Why don’t you just bring her to the compound? We can figure out what to do from then, ok?”

“Fine, you are really no fun today are you?” Kate teased, hearing the avenger grumble something inaudible before disconnecting the call. “Old man…”

After finishing a couple of other jobs, including the laundry which left her a little flustered, to say the least, she decided to make you guys some pancakes, gald she took Yelena’s advice and got more than one fork for her apartment. 

She saw you walking into the kitchen before she heard you, thinking to herself that you were very light on your feet, much like Yelena and Natasha. “Hey, you sleep okay?” Kate asked, smiling at your tied eyes. She thought you were very cute in the mornings. 

“Yeah, thank you again for letting me stay,” You replied, your voice tired but sincere.

Kate looked up from the pan, “Of course,” She smiled, finding your heavy eyes hard to look away from. “I hope you like pancakes?”

“Who doesn’t?”

Kate chuckled a little at your response, “Good point.”

When both your plates were full, you took a seat at the kitchen table, eyebrows raised at the way Kate drowned her pancakes in syrup. “You want some?” She asked, receiving a small nod from you. When she handed the bottle over, your fingers brushed gently with hers, sending a small amount of electricity running through your arm at the feeling. Literally.

“Ouch, static shock,” Kate laughed it off, waving her hand in the air slightly to get rid of the burn.

“I’m sorry, that was my fault.” Kate looked at you with a puzzled expression, you found it quite adorable how expressive her face could be. “Another one of my powers, I can conduct electricity, I call it my venom” You explained, raising your fist from the table to show the orange electricity consuming it.

“Wow,” Kate said, muffled by the pancake in her mouth.

“Yeah, pretty cool, I guess.”

Kate quickly swallowed her food, “Pretty cool? You can climb walls, shoot webs, turn invisible, and create electricity. You’re amazing! Like, the amazing-spider girl! Holy shit.”

You couldn’t help your cheeks heating up at the praise Kate was giving you, “Thank you, Kate.”

“I can’t wait to show you off to the others, you’re way cooler than our spiderman,” She laughed, and the redness on your cheeks stayed strong at the thought of her showing you off. Like you were hers to claim.

“Well, I hope I don’t disappoint.”

“Trust me, they’re gonna love you.”

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[an-evergreen-rose]

When Worlds Collide Part 2

PART ONE | PART THREE

 Kate Bishop x Female Spiderwoman reader (basically has Miles powers; invisibility, electric webs)

Summary: You find yourself in Kate's apartment

Warnings: like one swear word if that even counts idk

A/N: Guys, keep giving me praise. I LOVE IT.

“So, the bedroom is just through there,” Kate said, pointing to the door down the hall “And feel free to take a shower, the bathroom is the one on the right… I can kinda smell the bin juice from here.”

“Ouch, Kate. You are ruthless,” You replied, hand grasping over your heart at her words. But all jokes aside, you did stink, so you happily took up the offer.

Once you finally figured out how the shower actually worked, glad to know that it wasn’t just your universe with the shower dilemma, you let the warm water wash away all remains of the dreaded bins, applying a generous amount of Kate's body wash, pleasantly surprised by the smell. After cleaning your hair and rinsing off all the soap, you reached for the towel on the rack, humming in contempt at how warm it was. Midway through drying yourself, you realised that you had no other clothes with you apart from your suit. Now it would be pretty stupid to wash and then get back into the bin juice-soaked suit straight after.

Wrapping the towel around yourself, your shoulder-length hair dripping slightly on the floor, you exited the bathroom, finding the raven-haired girl sitting in front of the tv with lucky resting on her lap.

“Hey, Robin Hood, do you think maybe I could borrow some clothes?”

Kate was startled, to say the least. First, she didn't even hear you leave the bathroom, and next thing she knows, you stood leaning against the wall in nothing but a towel. Fucking hell, Kate, get it together.

“Uh, sure, yeah. You can take some out of my drawers in the bedroom.” 

“Thank you, Kate,” You replied, amused by her pink cheeks. “Could I also use your washing machine? My suit kinda smells.”

Kate nodded, getting up off the couch. “Yep.” She said quickly, taking you to the small laundry room allowing you to shove your clothes in with hers. Now you would definitely smell like her.

With a small smile of appreciation, you headed into the archer's bedroom in search of some clothes to wear. Your cheeks heated up when you realised you would have to borrow some of the girl's underwear too, as yours were getting washed along with your suit.

Luckily, you guys were around the same size, the only difference was that Kate was a couple of inches taller, so finding clothes that fitted was easy enough, besides the fact that you looked a little drowned in the longer garments. You took an educated guess into thinking that Kate's favourite colour was purple, after seeing her in her purple suit and now her drawers filled with other purple items of clothing. You settled on some purple sweats and a light grey hoodie, quickly putting on some socks before you left the room in search of the raven-haired girl again.

When you left the room you jumped a little seeing her standing right outside the door, her arm raised as if she was about to knock. She looked at you with wide eyes as she took in what you were wearing. All her clothes. Of course, Kate knew you were going to borrow some, she just didn't realise how much she would enjoy seeing you in them.

“Sorry,” Kate rushed out, embarrassed at how she had to snap out of her little trance. “I was just about to head into the shower but then I realised that I didn’t have any clothes to wear because they’re all in here… where you are. I was about to knock but… you opened the door before-”

You decided to cut Kate off on her obvious nervous ramble, “No worries, sorry to keep you waiting,” you smiled, stepping out of the doorway, letting Kate into the room.

“I, um, I ordered some pizza for us,” Kate said in a small voice, still a little embarrassed from her tangent. “There’s some money on the bench for when it comes, just in case I’m still in the shower.”

You thanked her with a smile as you walked towards her couch, taking her spot next to lucky as she grabbed some clothes from her room. 

She wouldn’t tell you that you grabbed her favourite sweats, mostly because she loved the way you looked in them. She definitely wasn’t expecting to feel this kind of way about you, but she couldn’t deny that you were good-looking. From when she saw you in your suit, the way it hugged your curves, and when you took off your mask, your hair a little messy and your face a little flushed from walking in the cold streets of New York only moments before. And god, when you walked out in that towel, and you looked so vulnerable… so much skin showing, all for Kate. 

Kate's shower was a little colder than usual, given the circumstance of you being on her mind. She knew it was wrong to think like this, having only known you for about an hour, but Kate was known for being a little unexpected. And falling for a girl who literally fell out of the sky is not out of the question for the archer. She grew up getting whatever she wanted. And she was beginning to think she wants you.

But that's getting a little ahead of ourselves.

She heard the front door open, and a small conversation between you and the pizza delivery person was muffled by the bathroom door. Deciding she had spent enough time in the water, she turned it off, drying and dressing before leaving the bathroom, finding you sat on the floor, crossed-legged, your back resting on the couch with a comically large slice of pizza in your hands.

Kate smiled when she saw you again in her clothes, sitting in the chair next to the sofa you rested on, “How’s the pizza?”

“Delicious,” you replied, mouth full of pizza making Kate scrunch her nose with a laugh. 

“Glad to hear it, Y/n,” Kate replied, reaching over to grab herself a slice. 

After the pizza and some small conversation regarding the shitty movie that was playing on the tv, Kate let you sleep in her bed for the night, insisting she was more than happy to have the couch. You protested of course, but you found out just how stubborn the raven-haired girl was as you ended up wrapped up in her soft sheets, basically falling to sleep straight away considering the day you’ve had. Once again, being consumed in more of Kate's scent. First, her body washes and shampoos, then her clothes, and now her bed. You were starting to think it was your new favourite smell.

I basically just tagged everyone who commented on part 1, let me know if you wanna be tagged

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When Worlds Collide

Kate Bishop x Female Spiderwoman reader (basically has Miles powers; invisibility, electric webs)

Summary: One minute you’re swinging around new york and the next you’re swinging into a different universe where you run into a very confused archer.

Warnings: Some swearing

A/N: sorry this is mainly dialogue but I just needed to get it out the way. I am planning on making this a mini-series so I need you guys to bully me into staying motivated:)))))))))))

PART TWO

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If someone were to tell you that when you climbed out your window today, you would swing - quite literally - into another universe, well… You’re not sure what you would have said, maybe something along the lines of ‘you’re crazy' I guess. But they would have been correct, which is kinda crazy.

It would have been cool if someone did tell you that, though, cause then they would be this inter-dimensional psychic or whatever (not too sure on the correct term but you know what I mean). But they didn't, and you swung right into the streets of New York, and not the one you were used to. You would like to say it was graceful, however, You’re not too sure your screaming and a rather painful belly flop onto some bins in an alleyway wouldn’t have scored that high if it was out of 10.

And that's how you landed in this situation, sitting in bin juice, with a bow and arrow pointed at your head.

“Where the hell did you come from?” A woman asked with a perplexed tone, her dark hair in a ponytail and her face covered by her weapon. 

“Uh, not too sure.” 

“Like you literally just appeared out of nowhere,” She stated, my eyes adjusting allowing me to see her purple suit.

“Yeah… I guess I did… Can you maybe not shoot me, please? I’m kinda confused as to what just happened and the possibility of getting an arrow in my head is not helping with this situation.”

The woman lowered her weapon slightly and looked at you with a curious gaze, “What's with the spider-man suit? You a fan?”

“Spider-man? Spider-man? Are you serious?” What the hell is this girl on about.

She raised her eyebrows in response, “Yeah, spider-man, You know, got bit by a spider and now can climb up walls and shoot webs. He’s actually really nice, I’ve met him a few times at the avengers compound when Hawkeye took me, that was a really fun day. I also met The Hulk, and Falcon and-”

“What the fuck are the avengers?” You interrupted the woman's rambling, “Is that like a band or something? Are they all different bands?”

“Wait - bands?”

“Yeah, are you in a band? Why do you have a bow and arrow if you’re in a band?”

There was a small pause of silence between us until she spoke. “No.”

“So your not in a band or they aren't in a band? I'm confused.”

“No one is in a band, they’re superheroes. I’m a superhero… kinda,” she replied lowering her weapon to her side. “What are you from another universe or something, how do you not know who the avengers are-”

“Hey! She’s over here!” A loud voice shouted from the end of the alleyway, followed by an army of footsteps. 

“Oh shit.” the woman said as you quickly webbed yourself to the wall behind her and then landed beside her on the ground, “Hey, how did you-?

“No time for questions!” You replied quickly, gabbing her waist as you turned invisible, your touch also making her disappear from the guy's eyes who were wearing tracksuits? Odd.

With your free hand, you released a web, allowing you to swing out of the alleyway a couple of blocks down with numerous Oh my God's and Holy shit’s in your ear, before landing (much more gracefully) on top of a building, placing the dark-haired woman next to you, turning off your invisibility.

“Wow, you are way cooler than Spiderman,” she said, a little out of breath from the adrenaline. “And totally not a man.” She added, being able to look at your body properly now that it wasn't covered in bin bags. You wore a dark green skin-tight suit (which looked almost black due to the time of day, or should I say night, it was), with black webbing covering it with a black widow-like spider on the front and back, and the signature white eyelets. 

You couldn't help but let out a small laugh, thankful that your mask hid your crimson cheeks from her comment, “Good observation skills, archer.” you said, still not knowing the woman's name.

“So who are you exactly? And you never answered my question about where you came from.”

“I’m Arachne.”

(A-rack-knee is basically how you pronounce it if anyone was having trouble)

“Like the girl who got turned into a spider-”

“-By Athena, yes! Except I’m not actually a giant spider, I just have spider-like tendencies I guess.” You interrupted, a bit too excited that she knew where your name was from as you were a bit of a history geek.

“What with webs and stuff…” She added.

“Yep.” you said, giving a very awkward thumbs up in return. “So what's your hero name then archer?”

“Uh, I haven’t really worked out the whole superhero name just yet, but you can call me Kate.”

You furrowed your eyebrows in response, but Kate could only see the eyes of your suit go smaller, “Isn’t like the first rule of being a superhero is to not tell people your real name.”

“Shit. Yeah.”

“Promise I won't tell.”

“Appreciate it.”

“And about where I came from, I think another universe may be a good guess.” You joked, But when you saw the look on Kate’s face, she looked like she knew more than you.

“I think I know who can help.”

After helping Kate climb down the building, she lead you to an apartment complex a few blocks from where you landed in some bins. Again, not your finest moment. You watched in amusement as she pressed every single buzzer to get inside the building.

“I thought this was your place?” you asked when you guys were finally let in after a lame pizza excuse Kate gave one of the residents.

“Oh right, my place burnt down like 2 months ago, so I’m crashing at my aunt's place for now. Still haven't gotten round to getting a key cut yet,” She shrugged as I followed her up a tedious amount of stairs. Once the door was opened and you two were inside, you could immediately sense another heartbeat in the apartment. Just as your body tensed up, you heard the friendly sound of paws pattering across the wooden floor, calming your nerves. “This is Lucky, a.k.a Pizza Dog, a.k.a my best friend.” Kate introduced you as she knelt down to pat the dog. “That sounded less… sad in my head,” she muttered afterwards.

After confirming that no one else was there, you reached for the back of your mask, pulling it off, deciding that it would be kinda weird to leave it on any longer. With a quick breath, you blew the hair out of your face, finding the archer looking at you with a small blush on her cheeks, “definitely not a man,” she whispered to the dog.

“So… this person who you think can help… I’m guessing it's not the dog?” you joked, loosely pointing to the golden fluff ball on the floor. You managed to get a small chuckle from the raven-haired girl, and you couldn’t help but smile when you saw hers.

“No, unfortunately not. They’re over at the avengers compound.”

“Right,” you nodded, “The band.”

“Yeah, the band. But I don’t think they will like me very much if I turn up at 2 am with someone who I found in the bins.” She finished, smiling to herself at your little banter. “Especially since I don’t even know your name…”

“Ah,” you breathed out, looking down at your feet as you felt slightly embarrassed by the statement. After all, you had helped her with the tracksuits, she was helping you find out what happened to you, let you into her home (or at least her aunts'), and she introduced you to her dog. She was long overdue for a proper introduction.

“Hi,” Kate had stood up now, moving to stand in front of you with a warm smile.

“Hi,” you replied, unsure of where this was going.

“I’m Kate, it's nice to meet you,” She placed her hand in the space between you two, offering a friendly re-introduction. You took her hand in yours, giving her a shy smile.

“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you too.”

[wandaszn]

Y/N: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.

Wanda: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.

Y/N: I said within reason, Wanda. How about I murder that guy?

Wanda: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?

Y/N: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

[soppysoursawce]

Jealous Yelena Headcanons:

Requested by @yelenabelovasgf

Yelena wouldn’t know the exact emotion she’s feeling at that moment

But she knows it’s a strong one whenever your gaze fell on someone else for too long or you laughed at someone else’s jokes

You two aren’t together… yet

Which makes her feel like her jealousy is wrong

This makes her feel super conflicted

So all she does is clench her jaw and swallow her feelings down

After sometime, her jealousy grows as her feelings for you grow as well

Yelena would glare at the person your attention is being taken up by or she would make an effort to physically get closer to you or redirect your attention to her (with poor attempts at flirting i.e. “Hey want to see the new knife set/vest I got?”)

Of course you notice her shifts in behavior

You just wanted to see how far you could push it before she confessed

Since she’s new to feelings in general, she would ask Kate about it

Kate would tease her a lot when you aren’t looking and sometimes stir the pot a bit by getting into your personal space

She only stops when she spots the death glare sported on Yelena’s face

When you are together, she makes sure everyone knows you’re hers by wrapping a protective arm around your waist

You secretly like Yelena’s jealous side because you get to reassure her that you only have eyes for her

A/N: I’m very new at this, esp at formatting. Bear with me. Pls send requests ;)

[gayerthanevertbh]

the other woman masterlist.

summary | You know it was beautifully wrong when your best friend’s mother kissed your parched mouth. What’s even worse is that she’s a married woman and you’re just her secret affair.

warnings | major age gap ; milf!natasha x young!reader ; heavy smut along the way ; cheating ; that’s it for now, will add more in the later future

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author’s note | this series is inspired by starsvck! i literally love their new series that i got so much inspiration from, thanks to them tbh. if you want to be in the taglist, please comment <3

part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

part six

part seven

part eight

part nine

epilogue

reader’s messages with natasha & her little journal<3

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Emo Wanda supremecy 🧎‍♀️

(Ps. Rip my heart out x)

[an-evergreen-rose]

petition for a part two of “just looking” 🥺 yelena stealing you from natasha? chefs kiss of a trope!

I'll give it a go :) But I do have another Yelena story coming soon so I hope you enjoy that one x

[an-evergreen-rose]

just looking part 2 is up bitches

[an-evergreen-rose]

Just Looking part 2

Just Looking

reader x Natasha Romanoff (established) x Yelena Belova

Warnings: cheating, mentions of some NSFW stuff, alcohol, swearing

Summary: When Natasha left you all alone at one of Tony's parties, Yelena decided to make a move.

A/N: @yelenabelovasgf you asked and you shall receive. I am also writing this at 2 in the morning because I just couldn't help myself when I saw this request. So here is some sleep deprived nonsense. Might make a part 3???

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Wine glass in hand, you looked around the room in hopes of finding your redheaded wife. When you do, you see she is enjoying a conversation with some of her work friends, not bothered by your lack of presence.

You had begged her to come to Tony's party, explaining how you two hadn't done anything social in a while now, Natasha always being too busy with work. You walked in, hand in hand, and a smile on your face, but as soon as you got to the bar, she left you behind with a drink in her hand, going over to talk to Carol and Mariah. Not like she talks to them every day at work.

Feeling as if your thoughts were going to get the best of you, you decided to get some air. Being on the top floor balcony meant the breeze could be quite ruthless at times, making you regret your choice of a backless dress. You watched as the city lights shone, looking down to see cars moving slowly through the traffic. Why is there always traffic?

"Careful, you might catch a cold." you heard someone say behind you, hearing the door to the balcony slide shut.

Looking over your shoulder, you saw Yelena, dressed in a grey oversized suit. You thought she looked powerful… and hot. But you shouldn't think that. You gave her a small smile as she reached the balcony rail, standing close to you, letting you feel her warmth, instantly wanting more.

"So…" Yelena stated, taking a sip of her beer, "What's a pretty girl like you doing out here, all alone?"

You let out a small chuckle at her comment, dipping your head slightly to try and hide the blush that crept onto your cheeks, hoping you could just blame the cold air if she asked. "Natasha was busy," you reply, finding it hard to hide the sad tone in your voice.

You saw Yelena roll her eyes, sighing before looking out at the view. Truth be told, Yelena thought it was nothing compared to you, but she was scared if she looked at you, she wouldn't be able to look away.

"You deserve better, you know?" She said, a hint of annoyance in her voice. She was thankful for the multiple vodka shots she took when she saw you walk into the room, giving her the liquid courage to finally say what she wants to.

"Lena, she's my wife…"

Letting out a scoff, Yelena looked at you, "She doesn't treat you right, Y/n. She is never even with you! I mean look how beautiful you look tonight in your dress, and she isn't there to show you off. If you were mine - I… Well." she rambled, quietening her speech as she neared the end.

This time, you couldn't help the crimson hue that took over her cheeks. She thought you looked beautiful. Not even your wife said that to you tonight. In fact, you don't remember the last time she did.

"What would you do differently?" you asked, surprising the blonde at your forwardness. "If I was yours, what would you do with me?" You knew the last part was risky, she was Natasha's sister for god's sake and here you are sending out flirty comments because you are so deprived of attention from your wife. But it's not like you hadn't thought about it before.

Yelena thought that comment was bold, so she decided to run with it, her tipsy mind wanted to scream what she wanted to do from the rooftops, but she decided that it being loud enough for you to hear would be enough. Not caring about the consequences that might come up tomorrow. You had turned to face her, one arm resting on the balcony rail when you felt her fingertips begin to trace little patterns against your skin.

"First of all, I wouldn't have left you all alone tonight. Especially when you look this good, detka." You used to love it when Natasha called you names in Russian, but hearing Yelena say it, accent much thicker, it was like honey. "I would happily have you by my side the whole night, finding it funny when people stare at you because I'd know that I was the one that got to take care of you when we were alone. And trust me, Y/n, I've seen a lot of people stare at you tonight."

With that final comment, Yelena moved her other hand to grab your waist, pulling you in closer to her, your body's now flushed together. "I would never leave you alone on our date nights and would always be there for you when you in the mornings, just so I could hear you all cute and grumpy when you woke up."

You couldn't help the small smile on your face at the blonde's words.

"And trust me, detka, you wouldn't be needing that little toy of yours at night when you're all needy and frustrated," She continued, her voice lower as she brought a hand up to your face, tucking a strand of hair away from your lips. "I would be more than happy to help you out in that department."

Your lip was placed firmly between your teeth, trying to stop the low moan that threatened to escape at the thought of her doing those things to you. You couldn't take it anymore. You knew it was wrong, you were married. To her sister of all people. But you didn't stop her when she leaned in, releasing your lip in an instant if it meant feeling hers on yours instead.

It was needy and passionate, the both of clearly releasing all your built tension, pouring it into each other. Your hands reached her hair, gripping it softly to pull her in more - if that was even possible. One hand on your waist, the other travelling down your back, leaving a trail of goosebumps on your exposed skin.

You couldn't help but let out a small whimper when that hand reached your ass, giving it a quick squeeze, she took this opportunity to deepen the kiss.

"Am I interrupting?" A familiar voice reached your ears, and your eyes widened as you pulled away, looking toward the person at the door.

Natasha. Fuck.

[an-evergreen-rose]

the secret is out (Yelena Belova x Reader)

reader x Yelena Belova (romantic) x Natasha Romanoff

Warning: Natasha being mean basically, harsh words, slight smut, Top!Yelena, Bottom! reader, swearing

Summary: you and Yelena have been dating for a while, but her sister doesn't know...yet.

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When you first met Yelena, you knew you were screwed. Gorgeous green eyes that locked into you instantly when Natasha introduced her to the team, ring covered fingers that you just couldn't keep your eyes off, wondering how they would feel wrapped around your throat. God, you hoped that Wanda couldn't read your mind right now.

With weeks of stolen glances and some very frustrating training sessions, Yelena finally kissed you as she pinned you down on the mats. Starting off your relationship with the widow.

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"You know, you could always just… give up" Yelane smirked, watching as you looked up to her from the floor, you resting on your elbows as you lay on your back. She loved seeing you like this.

"In your dreams," you fought back with a breathless huff. But you were in her dreams, under her, consumed by her, giving in to her touch.

"Always," Yelena whispered as you got up.

After a few more rounds, where you could confidently say that you did put up a good fight, Yelena eventually couldn't take it anymore, the skin on skin contact, the noises you made, the way you grabbed onto her, and how good you looked underneath her.

She swept your legs from under you, quickly climbing on top of you, trapping you under her weight as her hands grabbed yours, holding them above your head. Her face was so close to yours, panting as you looked into her eyes. You noticed how her eyes scanned your face, resting on your lips, yours managing to find hers also.

When her lips connected with yours it was hot, needy, and everything you'd hoped for. Her hips grounded firmly into yours, taking her free hand to reach for your neck, gently grazing her thumb over your throat.

When the air between you became lost, your foreheads rested together, your breathing slowly turning into a small giggle.

"What?" Yelena asked, smiling at your giddy state.

"Took your time."

Yelena let out a laugh, "Shut up."

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Now, you two were stuck sneaking around each other's rooms, because, like you said before, you were completely screwed.

You were dating the world's most dangerous assassin's baby sister, and she didn't fucking know.

The woman who was your mentor, who trained you, patched you up, and who you would also like to say was your friend (hopefully). And she was very protective of her little sister.

To say you were scared would be an understatement. Every time she looked at you, you thought you were going to implode, a confession spilling right from your lips followed by a string of 'im sorry's and 'please don't kill me.

Yelena thought it was hilarious how on edge you got whenever Nat entered the room. How your body was going all stiff, your eyes raced and your words faltered. But she also understood your reasoning behind it, even she got scared of her sister sometimes, not that she would admit it though.

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"Hey, have you seen Yelena?" Natasha asked you, as you stood making yourself some lunch.

"N-no. No-why would I- why would I know where she is? Why would you think that… I would know - cause I don't. I don't know where she is… no."

Wanda couldn't stop the smile on her face whilst she watched in amusement at your embarrassing attempt at a simple yes or no answer and Natasha gave you a confused eyebrow raise at your response.

"…okay."

"Real smooth, Y/n," the witched laughed when Natasha had left the kitchen.

"shut up."

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Topless. On Yelena's lap. Her tongue down your throat. Her hands palming at your brests. Your moans fill her bedroom. The movie is long forgotten.

This was how you spent most nights together, sneaking into each other's rooms. You loved it. The rush of all the lingering stares throughout the day, the passing touch of her hand on the small of your back, you linking your pinky with hers under the table. And it all lead up to the heart of the night when you could finally be with her for real.

However, not everything goes how you want it to. And not everyone knows how to knock on the door before entering a room.

"What the fuck." was all you heard before your senses kicked back in.

Your head flung towards the door where you saw the redhead, her arms crossed and her eyes glaring hard.

"Oh fuck-" you blurted out, jumping off Yelena's lap, falling off the bed as you scrambled for your top to cover yourself with. Yelena quickly stood in front of you, already having her top on, attempting to shield you away from Natasha's hard stare until you were decent.

"Have you ever heard of nocking Nat?" Yelena huffed. But Natasha didn't answer, her jaw locked in fury at finding you with her sister.

"Nat, I-" you tried.

"Don't call me that." She snapped back

"Hey, don't speak to her like that!" Your girlfriend fought back, as you stood up behind her.

"Look, Natasha, I'm sorry. We were going to tell you-"

"How long?" She interrupted, but the venom in her voice made you terrified to answer. "I said, how fucking long."

You knew how ruthless Natasha could be, she was famous for her interrogations, she did go off the books sometimes, but no one would confront her about it. But now, you were on the receiving end of it, and it scared the life out of you.

All the time you spent getting to know the redhead, the friendly conversations, the times when she was your shoulder to cry on when you got back from a rough mission. All that was gone. You were her target now.

"Don't make me ask you again, Y/n." She snarled as she took a step forwards.

"Get out," Yelena said firmly, stepping in front of her sister, blocking her from you. Although she was smaller, the younger assassin showed no fear.

Natasha looked at her sister, then over her shoulder to where you stood small, messing with rings on your fingers - which she suspected belonged to her sister. A small smile fell on her lips as she thought to herself. "I'll see you in training tomorrow, Y/n."

"Natasha-" Yelena tried to object, not sure what her sister's intentions were with you, but she couldn't help but think the worst. But Nat stood tall, her eyes still fixed on you, "If I were you, I wouldn't be late."

With that, she left.

You couldn't stop the overwhelming flood of emotions as the woman you respected the most, the woman that took you under her wing and let you into her family had looked at you like you were nothing. Spoken to you like you were dirt. You had lost her trust.

"Y/n," Yelena whispered, stroking your cheek, wiping away the tear that had fallen from your sorrowful eyes. "I'm sorry, detka. I'll go talk to her, she shouldn't have spoken to you like that."

"No… I - I deserved it. I lied to her." you whispered.

"Honey, no," she looked at you, her eyes finding yours, "She was mean to you, she shouldn't have treated you like that. I'm sorry, I didn't do anything sooner I... I didn't know she would react like that detka, I'm sorry-"

Her words fell short as you pulled her body against yours, gripping her tightly as you let out a small sob, the weight of everything that had happened hitting you all at once. She wrapped her arms around you and held you tightly, rubbing you back as she let out some soothing whispers in your ear.

...

The next morning, you looked into the mirror with anticipation, tying your hair up as you let out a long breath.

"I can go with you Y/n, you know?" Yelena reminded you, looking at your worried face through the mirror as she sat up in bed, resting against the headboard.

"I think she might just kill me if she sees me with you again, Lena." you tried to joke, but Yelena could see that you weren't 100% sure if it was actually a joke or not. "I'll see you after."

Yelena gave you a knowing smile, "I'll be waiting, detka."

…

The doors to the gym felt heavier today as you entered, the weight of them slamming loudly, announcing your presence to Natasha. She raised her eyebrow as she looked at you, then at the clock on the wall.

"Two minutes early," she said, "good choice."

"Natasha-" you tried.

"You should warm up. We're sparing today."

Shit.

Stretching as best as you could, and mentally trying to brace yourself for what was about to happen, you stepped under the ropes of the ring, turning to look towards the redhead. She noticed your nervous expression, similar to the one you wore when you were first promoted to the avengers. But this time, she didn't feel sorry for you. Because this time, you were fucking her sister behind her back.

Without any warning, she came for you, kicking you harshly in the stomach, leaving you no time to dodge.

"How long?" She asked again, as you gained your balance. But your hesitation angered her, so she left you with little time to block before her next harsh attack.

"You know," she said, as she held you tightly in a head lock, her arms almost blocking you from breathing. "If you answered my questions, this wouldn't be so bad for you."

With her words, you thought about your options; tell your mentor that you have been sneaking around with her little sister for almost 2 months now, or die from asphyxiation. You honestly did think about the latter for a second, but ultimately decided against it.

"The day before Tony's party." You replied breathlessly, as she slightly loosened her grip on you, signalling for you to carry on, "we were training together, you were away on a mission and she wanted to spar with someone, and well, you trained me well."

Nat's grip faltered slightly at your words, thinking back to all the time you did spend together, training you to be stronger, faster and more fearless. More like her. "So you really went behind my back, sneaking around when I wasn't even here." She spat back, tripping you to the ground. You didn't bother trying to get up, knowing fine well she would knock you straight back on the ground again. She had trained you well, but you were still no match for her skills.

"She kissed me." You rushed out. "And I kissed her back. because we both wanted to, Natasha. I care about your sister, so much. And I care about you." The redhead scoffed slightly, thinking back to all the lying.

"Doesn't seem like it, considering you kept it a secret."

"Can you blame me? Look at how you're reacting," you replied, gesturing to yourself after having been knocked down by her moments prior.

Natasha looked at you, down upon your body and to your face, and sighed. "She is one of the few people in my life who I would die for, Y/n." You stayed silent, deciding to let her speak. "If anyone were to hurt her, I want you to know, that I wouldn't hesitate to hurt them back. Or worse."

You couldn't help the small swallow you made at her words, "I know, Natasha. I don't want to hurt her, that was never my intention." You said sincerely. "I love her."

Natasha looked at you again, she knows how to read people, how to tell when they were lying, but she saw only the truth coming from you. You watched as the tension in her shoulders loosened as a small sigh left her lips. Reaching out her hand, she pulled you up.

"I meant what I said, Y/n. If you hurt her-"

You both turned your head to the door when you heard it close, watching as the blonde assassin walked over to you both with a curious look on her face.

"Yeah, yeah. I got it," you joked, running your finger along your throat to act out being killed. Nat smirked at your antics.

"I'm sorry about how I was before, I just... I just got my baby sister back and I guess I got carried away with the whole protective older sister thing."

you raised an eyebrow in response, "You think?"

"I'm glad you're not dead," she smirked at you, "I would have missed you." She pulled you into her side, kissing your cheek tenderly, then turning to her sister "And I wouldn't have enjoyed killing you."

Natasha let out a laugh, "I'd like to see you try, blondie."

[an-evergreen-rose]

petition for a part two of “just looking” 🥺 yelena stealing you from natasha? chefs kiss of a trope!

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just fell to my knees

[nitrogen]

By nequest