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This is the place where you can find all of my current writings. I write DC comics and Marvel fanfics/ships. I do write for LGBTQ+, I am pansexual myself. Just ask if you have a request and we can work something out.

Smut = @ Angst = () Fluff = $ Headcannon = % Drabbles = #

Request Are Open

DC

Dick Grayson/Nightwing 

Jason Todd/Red Hood

Damian Wayne/Robin

Tim Drake/Red Robin

Jaime Reyes/Blue Beetle

Bat-Family

Bruce Wayne/Batman

Marvel

Warren Worthington III/Angel

% - Warren Asking You Out Would Be Like…

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

% - Dating Wanda Maximoff Would Be Like…

#$ - Should We?

#- Can We Keep You?

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

% - What Dating Natasha Romanoff Would Be Like…

% - Dating Natasha Romanoff and Pietro Matimoff Would Be Like…

Valkyrie

() - My Queen

Pietro Maximoff/Quick Silver

% - Dating Natasha Romanoff and Pietro Matimoff Would Be Like…

% - Dating Jason Todd and Pietro Maximoff Would Be Like…

Steve Rodgers/Caption America

% - Dating Modern-Day Pre-Serum Steve Rogers

% - Dating Pre-Serum Steve Rogers In College

$ - Flesh Wound

# - Taxi Service 

Yelena Belova

$ - Do You Even Love Me

Crossover

$ - When did This Happen (Jason Todd X Stark! Reader)

$ - Works Every Time (Diana Prince x Carol Danvers x reader)

Poly

% - Dating Jason Todd and Pietro Maximoff Would Be Like…

$ - My Strong Girl (Supergirl x Wonder Woman)

$ - Love/Hate the Heat (Supergirl x Wonder Woman x reader)

$ - Perfect Fit (Wanda x Natasha x reader)

$ - These are my Ladies

Pack Leader

Harry Potter

That Dang Snake

The Paths We Choose

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Question. What is AFAB gp! ?

If I'm being honest, I forgot to delete the AFAB when I was drafting ideas. AFAB means assigned female at birth and gp! means girl p***s.

The reader in the fic (Pack Leader) is gp

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Pack Leader

This is from a request 

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Pairing: Hybrid!Nastasta x hybrid gp!reader x hybrid!Wanda 

Word Count: 841

A/N: forest/hybryid AU. Thank you for writing in a request! This will be a AFAB gp!reader. Sorry this took so long, I wrote this the day you requested it and then I had a major writer's block to continue for a smut. This is everything leading up to it. If it gets often likes, then I’ll make a part two. 

Warnings: Stalking?

3rd P.O.V

“I can’t walk anymore unless I get something to eat,” Wanda says, sinking down onto the stump of a fallen tree.

“Wanda, baby.” Nat kneels in front of her, resting her hands on Wanda’s knees. “I know this week has been hard without our old pack, but we can’t stop yet. I’ll find some small rabbits and some berries, just enough to get us through. We have to keep moving. We’re in heat now, and the last thing I want is an out-of-control alpha tracking us down.”

Natasha watches her mate carefully, hoping the reassurance is enough. After a moment, Wanda exhales, nods, and pushes herself back to her feet.

“Maybe our old alpha was right,” Wanda says quietly. “How are we supposed to find an alpha willing to take both of us? It’s unnatural. Maybe we should go back.”

“Don’t ever say that.” Natasha’s voice is sharp, unwavering. “I don’t regret choosing you over some boy pretending to be a man. We will find an alpha who loves us both and wants a family with us. We just haven’t met her yet.”

Wanda’s expression softens. “I know. I don’t regret coming with you either. I’m just… hungry and horny, and we’ve been walking for a week.” Her stomach growls right on cue.

A sharp snap echoes through the trees.

Natasha’s posture stiffens immediately. She lifts her nose, scenting the air. They crossed into alpha territory two days ago; she’d known it the second they stepped over the invisible boundary. She hasn’t relaxed since.

Wanda doesn’t notice. Her heat started days ago, dulling her instincts. Natasha won't be far behind.

They both turn toward the sound. A massive elk grazes nearby, unaware of them. Their mouths water instantly. One elk could feed them for days, but without an alpha, and with their heats raging, hunting it is impossible.

The elk suddenly lifts its head, catching sight of them. As it turns to flee, a woman explodes from the underbrush.

Wanda and Natasha freeze, watching in stunned silence.

She’s an alpha; there’s no doubt about it. Her size alone gives her away, not to mention the strength of her scent. She charges the elk with terrifying speed, leaping and sinking her teeth into its neck with brutal precision. The animal crashes to the ground as she plants her feet and forces it down.

Just a few feet away, Wanda and Natasha watch in awe.

Heat floods Natasha’s body all at once; it's sharp and undeniable. She glances at Wanda, who’s staring openly now, thighs rubbing together in a desperate, unconscious motion. Natasha smiles faintly before turning her attention back to the alpha, watching the way her muscles move as she finishes the kill with ease.

2nd P.O.V 

You finish the kill quickly, aware of their eyes on you. You straighten and roll your shoulders back, letting your strength speak for itself. You’ve been watching them since they stepped onto your land. The scent of heat caught your attention first, but it was their bond that made you stay.

The older one knew you were there. You’re sure of it. She held back, protecting her mate. Maybe it was caution. Maybe it was an invitation.

Either way, you were going to approach them.

If they rejected you, you’d let them leave your territory unharmed. But you had to try.

You turn and find them standing right in front of you.

“Hello, Alpha,” one of them says, instinctively stepping back.

You realize too late that your teeth are still bared, your claws extended. You force yourself to relax, retracting both.

“My name is Y/N,” you say evenly. “I saw you two traveling through my territory. I killed this elk for you. I’ll cook it, if you’ll accept my offer.”

This land cost you blood and sweat. You built a home meant for a pack, for pups, for warmth, but it’s been empty for years. This might be your only chance to fill it.

“Yes, Alpha,” the younger one says softly. “We will.”

“I’m Wanda,” she adds, holding out her hand.

You take it, pressing a kiss to her knuckles before turning to her mate. One breath is all it takes. Her heat has just begun.

“Natasha,” she says, smiling.

You bring them home. You give them time to wash, to change, to settle. You cook the elk while they watch, serving it with wine and quiet conversation. They tell you about their pack, about being cast out. You tell them about your life growing up with your family and then leaving to claim this land, and why you stayed.

After dinner, they clean up together and return to the table.

“We’re ready for you now, Alpha,” Wanda says.

That’s all it takes.

You lift them both without effort and carry them toward your room. Once in your room you gently set them on your bed.

“Strip for me” you say trying not to use your alpha voice and scare them, but you look at them smiling and doing exactly as told.

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hi, I hope you're well, I was thinking about Natasha x gp!reader x wanda which is a plot that takes place in a forest/hybrid AU, in which wanda and Natasha (who are wolf hybrids and are in heat) end up getting into in the unknown territory desperately trying to find an alpha wolf that will take care of the two and will give them a large pack with strong puppies, after some time of searching the two decide to hunt for some food but end up spotting reader (wolf hybrid) hunting and managing to kill a large elk, that's when the two were sure they were in the right place and that they found the possible father of their cubs. Honestly I found this request from another person (so.. Credit to the other person)but I don't think they write this, I was hoping if you would write this, it's fine if you don't want to... Hope you have a wonderfull day.

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Thank you for a request!!! Now I haven't weiten a hybrid AU before. The closest I have done was a werewolf story back in my wattpad days 😂 , but I'll do my best for this AU. Maybe it might be done by tonight or tomorrow 👀

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Ok what if you did like all the batboys and the reader where they are trying to get some HEATED 🥵 alone time but then 💥 BAM!!! It’s interrupted by either someone in the Batfamily in person or they call him

P.s I LOVE YOUR TIM DRAKE WRITING ✍️

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I love this idea! Thank you for saying you love my Tim Drake writing! I never hear of that before 🥲

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Wanting some ideas/request!

Hello everyone! I have taken a long time off of writing because I lot of stuff was going on in my life with starting my new job and getting a house. Now that my life is getting back to normal, I am feeling the urge to write again! I want to write more 'x reader' for my favorite women Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow) and Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch). I will also write WandaNat x reader too! PLEASE SEND ME IDEAS/REQUEST FOR THEM!! I will say that I am more of a fluff/slightly angst writer. Full angst makes me too sad sometimes lol.

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Behind the Mask

Request: In response to your Bruce Wayne x reader request request- this might be kind of a basic ask but I think it’s still fun:

Reader sees STRAIGHT THROUGH the ‘Brucie act’ at a while at a gala.

In fact, it’s probably because reader sees him go from ‘ditzy drunk Brucie’ to ‘Bruce Wayne, father legitimately doing his best’ in 0.2 seconds when one of his kids does something potentially dangerous.

Reader is probably not a socialite themselves, but was a friend’s +1?

By @superuddertrash-blog

Word Count: ~2.2k

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x reader

A/N: Sorry for such the late upload, but it is finally done! I did enjoy how this one turn out. I hope you all enjoy too! Please leave a comment, like, and reblog!

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You always hated going to galas. It was filled with stuck up people with more money than you will ever see in your lifetime. You hated to be around them other than your best friend that drags you along to each of these every time she can’t find a date. She became a socialite the past couple years of your friendship. You have been her biggest supporter through all her spotlight, and you couldn’t be any prouder. Even though you are here tonight at another boring gala. It is better than being at home watching reruns on TV all night. 

While staying off in the corner of the room, you can see your friend running up to you very fast in her heels.

“You won’t believe who is here right now! I think I have a chance with him tonight. He just broke up with his last girlfriend a month ago, so I have a chance to be his next girlfriend” your friend then drags you to the single bathroom.

“We have to stop doing this at parties! No wonder people thought we were gay in high school and college!” you joke with her.

“Oh come on! I would be the best girlfriend for you!” She says laughing and you start laughing.

“Why did you drag me in here anyway?” you ask her.

“Well the one and only Bruce Wayne is here right now and that means someone else is here” your best friend says like you are supposed to know exactly what she means.

“You mean the drunk CEO ditz that has like 10 kids?” you look at her questioningly.

“Yes! Exactly! I am pretty sure he has four kids and they are here right now” you friend says while looking in the mirror fixing her make-up.

“Why do you want to be with him? I am pretty sure he gets drunk every time he comes here with or without his kid. Also flirts with so many women!” you try to talk some sense into them. 

“No, not Brucie, silly goose. He’s fun to party with, sure, but I’m here for his COO.” She smoothed her lipstick, eyes shining the way they always did when she was about to pounce.

“Okay why do you call him Brucie and what can I do in this situation?” you ask.

“We all call him Brucie once he’s had a few drinks; Bruce Wayne by day, Brucie by night!” your friend laughs while finishing the last part of her makeup and looks up at you.

“You are going to come with me to be my wing woman for the COO. In order to do that, I need to hype me up in front of him and get Brucie and his line of women away from him. Okay, got it, good” Your friend tries to drag you out but you stop her this time. 

“Wait, wait! You want me to hit or try to get hit on Bruce Wayne” you laugh.

“One, I am not his type and I don’t want a rich asshole that has an alter ego at night, Brucie. That gets drunk all night with his friends and his kids are doing who knows what. ” You try and talk some sense into your friend. 

“Oh come on you owe me this for the time in high school that I had to go on a date with Jason McKnee for you so you can go out Jackson Wild! So when I get my dream man, then we will be even” she says smiling at you hoping that you will say yes.

“Okay,” you say with a sigh, “only because you are my best friend and I want to go on vacation to Europe this year” you say, pointing a non-threatening finger at her.

“Just let me get a drink or two from the bar then I will meet you out there” Your friend cheers and runs out the bathroom.   

You look at yourself in the mirror and make yourself look presentable to impress the infamous Brucie. After a couple of minutes of getting ready and in between giving yourself a pep talk. Walking out of the bathroom and about to head to the bar, you see a small boy with an empty plate at the buffet table. Feeling a bit curious, you head over to the small child.

“Do you see anything you like?” you say and smile to seem friendly.

“Yes” he says short and quick then looks away from you. You were a little thrown off on how he said it, you didn’t mean any harm. After about 10 seconds go by, you hear him sigh out.

“My brother made fun of me for being the youngest and the smallest. They said I couldn’t even get food without help” the boy says with his head down. 

“Well I need help getting food sometimes too, but we can get a work around right” you say then look around for a nearby chair. You bring the chair to the small child. You can see the excitement on his face but he tries to hide it the best that he can. You then watch him get a bunch of food on his plate. Once he was done, he got down off the chair and looked at you.

“Thank you for your assistant,  ma’am” the boy bows a bit.

“No problem, …..” you pause because you don't know who the child you are talking to. You know that there are kids running around this place while their parents were having fun,

“Damian,” he says, smiling with no teeth. 

“It was nice to meet you Damian” you say about to leave but he stop you and ask for a knife on the table for his food. You had it to him and he runs off into the crowd. You watched him dart away, the knife clutched like a prize. For such a small kid, he carried himself like a soldier. Shaking your head, you turned back toward the bar; you definitely needed that drink now.

You decide to have two before going off to see your friend, so you take a seat at the bar and enjoy your drink. Then you hear two young men start raising their voice next to you.

“Listen,I am telling you that you can’t climb up a wall with just knives! It doesn’t work. I know that the little devil thinks that he can but it can’t be done. Trust me, I tried and fail” the guy with dark hair and one white streak says to the other young man with him.

“Yeah, maybe. I don’t know. I was just trying to get him all riled up thinking he can do it because he decide to touch special training chalk!” At this point, you don’t know what they are talking about so you zone out and finish your first drink and order anyone. By this point your friend finds you at the bar and takes you over to the infamous Brucie and his COO. 

Walking over to them you can see a couple of women around them, while they entertain them with whatever boring story they are telling. You roll your eyes and feel your friend elbow in your side.

“OH! Why did you do that?!” you ask.

“Because I felt you roll your eyes” she said walking confidently up to the two men.. You mumble under your breath but put it together for your best friend.

“Hello gentleman” your friend says, holding out her hand to the COO and he gladly takes ait and kisses her hand.

“Can I get you a drink?” the COO asks even though the drinks are all free tonight. Your best friend says yes and they walk off together. You smile and turn you eyes on Bruce Wayne to your surprise, he is already looking at your with a smirk. You roll your eyes again and fold your arms together.The couple of other women are still around trying to get Bruce drunk attention. He looks like he can pass out right now.

 Pass Bruce in the distance you can se Damian walking to to the two guys you saw at the bar early and kick the one with the white streak. You cover your mouth from laughing too hard and that gets the attention of Bruce. He looks back and something chances in him. 

His back gets straightener, he cracks his neck, and takes a deep breath in and slow breath out. If you were really paying attention to him right now, you can see that he isn’t drunk whatsoever. It was all an act! But why? 

The women are still fawning over him, clearly not seeing that Bruce or ‘Brucie’ is not interested.

“Now ladies, I will be… I will be right back!,” he hiccups, “I need a refill” he says looking down at his cup then walks off, strange. 

You ignore him and go back at looking at Damian. Those must be the brothers that he was talking about making fun of him for his height; they are very tall guys. You go a little closer to see what they are talking about.

“See I was able to get food all on my own and I got a knife to prove you wrong” Damian says holding up the knife you gave him earlier and he runs to the wall and starts to stab it!

“Little demon you can’t do this at a gala for Bruce!” the guy with white steak hair says, then he runs up to Damian and tackles him to the ground. The other brother goes over to them both and tries to break it up causing a small commotion. Then another teenager joined the scuffle, diving straight into the chaos

“Jason and Dick, stop beating up on our little baby brother! Look at him! His is so small” the teenage boy says

"Hey, knock it off—you’re gonna break the kid before the night’s over!” the newcomer shouted, dragging one of them back and the two older boys started laughing.

“Stop saying that I am a BABY Tim! I have taken down men triple my size before” Damian says trying to get out of Jason and Dicks grasp.

“Looks like you can’t stop us” Tim says, then jumps into the play fight with his brothers. All you can do is laugh at the four brothers. 

Then you see Bruce coming up and grabbing all four of the boys with just two hands. You couldn’t deny that you were a little turn on by Bruce right now. You then see him grab the 4 brothers out. Then you realize that those are the his sons that he lets loose around the parties every time. Now you start starting to realize why he drinks or at least to pretend to drink. 

He takes them all out to the balcony and give him all a stern talking to. You walk a little closer to hear what he is saying.

Every time I bring you here, I hope for one quiet night. One. Instead, I get knives at the buffet and a brawl in front of Gotham’s elite,” Bruce brings out his hand to Damian waiting for him to give him the knife which he does, “without being a scene” Bruce says then pinches the bridge of his nose and breaths out loudly.

“Look sorry, dad. We didn’t mean to ruin this night for you. We were just letting off some steam” Damian looks up at Bruce and Bruce lets out a sigh.

“I know you were but this was too far and too public for us right now” Bruce says

“Are you going to make us go home now?” Tim says 

“No. I want you guys to have fun too but this is your one and only warning got it” Bruce says sternly and they all nod. 

“Now go and have some safe fun” Bruce says and the brothers all go off running still joking with each other. You see Bruce take another deep sigh in and out, like the world is on his shoulder. You stand there for a minute watching him but then you accidentally knock over a glass that was on the table next to you. This catches the attention of Bruce and you see him from Brucie just like that.

“Oh, well hellllloooooooo” Bruce says, grabbing a glass that was next to him by chance.

“My name is Br-” he starts 

“You can cut the act on my Bruce. I know that you have two different life now” You say and start to walk closer to him. You can see that he is more on guard now. Not in his Brucie act anymore. 

“You are Bruce Wayne by day and someone completely different at night huh. How have you got away with this all this time” you laugh stepping closer.

You’ve got good instincts,” Bruce said, voice low and measured. For the first time tonight, you weren’t looking at Brucie Wayne. You were looking at Bruce. A shiver ran through you, though you weren’t sure if it was from nerves or curiosity. One thing was certain: you’d seen something no one else in this room had.

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In response to your Bruce Wayne x reader request request- this might be kind of a basic ask but I think it’s still fun:

Reader sees STRAIGHT THROUGH the ‘Brucie act’ at a while at a gala.

In fact, it’s probably because reader sees him go from ‘ditzy drunk Brucie’ to ‘Bruce Wayne, father legitimately doing his best’ in 0.2 seconds when one of his kids does something potentially dangerous.

Reader is probably not a socialite themselves, but was a friend’s +1?

I love a good classic and I already have a vison for this story. Thanks to @rosierecs13 for recommending one of my old stories to get me back into writing again! Hopefully I will have this done by sometime next week or sooner!

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Writing POV

Hello, I am back from another long period of not writing, but I am starting to run out of fics to read :(. I am about 75% done with the next chapter of Perfect Fit from months ago, but I am wondering if I should change the writing from first POV to second POV. Which will be better, or what people really prefer, 1st or 2nd POV? So now I am asking before I finish up this next chapter and future writings

Which Writing POV do you Prefer?

1st POV

2nd POV

Voting ended onJun 19, 2025

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Hello! This is my first time doing a request and I read about you taking some batman request. If you can, batman x spidey!reader? Like spidey!reader swinging around with batman in their arms (somehow, it happened) or them doing a spidey kiss.

I'm not sure if this is how requests work but that's the main idea.

Love in Freefall

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Spidey!reader

Word Count: 1075

A/N: I had so much fun making this fic! Let me know what you think of it! Comment, like, repost!

Everyone has a different perspective of Gotham. Some people see it as a tainted city that is riddled with crime. Other people see it as an opportunity where they can grow or start their crime ring. Some people like me see the city as it truly is; home. 

Swinging through the night and seeing the bright lights through the muggy fog that is always over the city. It truly is a sight to see. 

Then I see him, Batman. A smile comes across my face even though most people can’t see it through my mask. I’ve been dating Bruce for 5 years now. He’s also my home, and I cherish that man. But right now? This is my one shot to get him back... 

When Bruce and I first started to date my spider sense went off every time he tried to sneak up on me like he does with everyone, but now when he does it to me. It still startles the hell out of me. I have gotten so comfortable with this man it stops going off. 

This is my moment now to scare him back. No one has been able to sneak up on the man but that is going to change tonight. I land on the rooftop that is about 5 blocks away to get a running start. I see that he is just watching over the city like he always does on parole. 

I get a running start and swing towards him and once I pick up enough speed, I sweep down and pick him up. I pick him up by his waist and hold him close to me

“What the –” his body is stiff and ready to fight but I feel him relax the moment he realize who’s holding him. 

“Please tell me that I actually scared you. Don’t lie because I can just drop you” I giggle looking at him because I know my way around the city at this point. 

“I won’t lie then,” he smirks, “you got me. Is this how people feel when I sneak up on them?” Bruce wraps his around my neck to be more secure. 

“Oh come on, I know you love sneaking up on people and scaring them” I giggle and so does he which surprises me. I was half expecting Bruce to be asked to put him down immediately but looking over at him. This is the most relaxed I have seen in a while. I can tell he’s thinking—his lip does that little twitch it always does when he’s deep in thought. We swing around the city in silence admiring the scenery passing us. I wait for Bruce to make the first move to break the silence because I don’t want to rush whatever he is thinking. 

“Am I really not that heavy to you?” Bruce, still looking forward. 

“No, not at all. Remember with these powers come super strength. You are just a little heavier than the grandma that I had to pick up earlier today” we laugh together. Then the silence fell again. I wish I could read his mind so I know what he is thinking about right now. 

“Can you take us to the clock tower?” Bruce whispers so much love if I wasn’t paying attention then I would have missed it. I nod and head to the clock tower. 

I drop Bruce off safely on the clock tower ledge, then I swing around a bit to find a gargoyle for me to hang upside on while I talk to Bruce. I slowly cascade down until Bruce and I are face to face. 

I don’t say anything but wait again for him to get his words out. This is not like Bruce at all so I am a little worried. He takes a deep breath and walks closer to me and takes off my mask so only my lips are shown and gives me a deep kiss. There is so much passion behind this kiss. 

I know every mood of Bruce and I know when he gives me a quick peck, he is just telling me that he is here with me. If he gives me a sloppy kiss, then he is needy for my attention or horny. If he gives me a long, slow, and passion kiss, then he is telling me that he loves me. The thing about this is that it feels like all three of his kisses mix into one. He is trying to tell me something—I know what he is trying to tell me and I pull away.

“Bruce Thomas Wayne, I love you so much and I trust you with my life, but if you propose to me while we are in our costumes on the top of this clock tower. I will push you off” I start to laugh to cover my crying. It helped that I was upside down and I still have my mask covering half of my face. I can see that Bruce has something in his hand but puts it back in his belt. I get down to we can look each other in the eyes. I take off my mask and his cowl then pull him back into a kiss.

“You better do this next time in the daytime where I am wearing something nicer. Not covered in dirt and sweat, but the answer is yes. I will marry you” I smile at him.

“How did you know?” Bruce questions with raising his eyebrows. 

“Oh honey, I know you like I know this city, in and out. I can read you a mile away” I smirk back at him.

“It was just the perfect time because I realized something while swinging through the city. I completely and blindly trust you with my life and I have not been able to say that about anyone but Alfred” Bruce looks at me with his sweet eyes. I guess I am still learning more and more about this man everyday. 

“I am happy that you feel that way with me because I feel that way with you. Now let’s go back to the manor so we can celebrate this non-proposal properly” I wink at him and I put my mask back on and he did with his cowl. His tall stature comes over to me and wraps his arms around my neck. I put my hand on his waist and we swing back to the manor.

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I need to write so badly to get my creative mind working, and writing for my Perfect Fit Series isn't doing it right now. What I WANT to write for right now is a Batman/Bruce Wayne x reader.

Please send me requests for Batman/Bruce Wayne x reader!!! (I write for batman in general, not certain actors, batman) I need it!!!

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Longer Chapters of Perfect Fit (Will Take Longer) or Shorter Chapter (Will be faster with updates)

Longer Chapters (I am willing to wait)

Shorter Chapters (No, I need them now!)

Voting ended onMar 23, 2025

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Perfect Fit Chapter 13

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: ~5.2k

Warnings: I mean there is cursing and some sexual stuff

A/N: Wow it has been a minute! I have a full-time job and a part-time job so I am very busy. To make up for that I combine two chapters together for a longer chapter. I really love this one because I was trying to get deeper into their relationship. Let me know how it is! Leave a like and comment!

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Y/N’s POV

“Ha! I beat you! Suck it!” Sam jumps up from the couch in the gaming room and starts dancing around me.

“Good job, Sam. Now it’s like what…” I put my hand on my chin, pretending to be deep in thought. “100-1 now, right?” I can’t hold back my smirk. Nat is really starting to wear off on me.

“I don’t care about that. All that matters is that I beat you one time, and I will never let you forget this,” Sam declares before flopping back onto the couch, ready for a rematch.

I’ll give him that win—he has been improving. But before we can start our next game, Yelena barges into the room.

“You and I are going to spar. Right now,” she says, pointing at me.

I glance over at Sam, who immediately avoids eye contact. Traitor.

“Wouldn’t Bucky, Nat, or even Steve be a better match for you than me?” I ask cautiously. I know I can hold my own against Yelena, but she’s still Nat’s sister. And I can’t shake the feeling that she wants to kill me. Wanda and Nat think I’m being ridiculous, but I know what I see.

“Yes, but I want to fight you,” Yelena says, cracking her knuckles.

I sigh, knowing there’s no way out of this. “Fine. Let me go change into something more appropriate.”

I drag myself off the couch and head toward my room. Today was supposed to be my day off. Nat, Wanda, and I have our first official group date later, so we agreed to take the day to relax and get ready.

I’m excited—really excited—but also nervous as hell. After four months of knowing these two incredible, beautiful, amazing women, I can’t imagine my life without them. They’ve become so much more to me than I ever realize. And tonight… I’m going to tell them how I really feel. I just hope they feel the same.

Before heading to the training room, I stop by Nat and Wanda’s room. I knock lightly before stepping inside, only to freeze at the sight before me.

Wanda is sprawled out on the bed, eyes glazed over, barely covered by a lazily draped blanket. Nat’s strap is lying on the floor, a clear indicator of what just happened.

Oh. Well… damn.

I haven’t done anything beyond making out with them yet, and I’m fine with that. They’ve been together for years, and I respect that. I’m not jealous, just… horny.

Wanda spots me and immediately sits up.

“Hey, dulceață,” she purrs, making grabby hands at me.

I laugh softly and walk over, giving her a quick kiss. She studies me for a moment, and I watch as a flicker of sadness crosses her eyes.

“Are you going on a mission?” she asks softly.

Before I can answer, Nat steps out of the bathroom in just a bra and underwear. I know my mouth is hanging open.

“Wanda asked you a question, malysh,” Nat smirks. “And my eyes are up here.”

I snap my mouth shut. “No, Yelena wants to spar with me for some reason. I think she wants to kill me.”

Both women chuckle.

“She doesn’t want to kill you,” Nat says, shaking her head. “You should be honored that she wants to spar with you. It means she likes you, respects you… or, yeah, maybe she hates you and wants to kill you.”

I groan. “So reassuring.”

Wanda scoots closer, resting her head on my stomach as she peers up at me. “If she does try to kill you, I’ll take her out,” she says seriously, her eyes flickering red.

Nat rolls her eyes and smacks Wanda’s ass. “Stop being dramatic.”

We all laugh, and I feel a little lighter.

“So, are we still on for tonight?” Nat asks, watching me carefully.

I feel Wanda’s eyes on me, too, waiting for my answer.

“Of course, we’re still on. I’ve been waiting for this date forever! It’s been a month since our last one.”

Both women relax slightly at my words.

“First, I need to deal with your sister,” I tease. “Then, the rest of the day is ours.”

I kiss them both before heading out.

Natasha’s POV

I really hope Lena doesn’t actually want to kill Y/N. She had her doubts about her at first, but I don’t know where all this hostility is coming from.

Wanda sighs beside me.

“How are you feeling about tonight?” she asks. “About telling her how we really feel?”

We had a long talk last night while Y/N was gaming with the guys. This is a huge step.

“It’s going to be okay, I promise,” I assure her. I reach into my bedside drawer and pull out a small box. “Look—I even put the gift in a box to give her after we tell her it’s over and we’re moving on.”

Y/N’s POV

Walking into the training room is tense, to say the least. Yelena is already there, warming up.

She hears me enter, glances up, and then immediately looks away. Alright then.

I huff and start stretching. After about ten minutes, we’re both ready.

“You ready for this ass-kicking?” Yelena smirks, grabbing a staff and tossing one to me before taking one for herself.

“No powers. Just you and me,” she says, her thick Russian accent making it sound more like a threat than a statement.

I push that thought aside and get into the zone. This is exactly what I’ve trained for.

Wanda and Nat enter the room just as Yelena makes the first move.

I go on the defensive, blocking her strikes. She’s precise, but I’m faster.

She attacks again, but I notice a slight delay in her movements. It’s small—almost imperceptible—but it’s enough.

I seize my chance, landing a hard punch to her side.

Yelena stumbles, clearly not expecting that.

I press forward, striking her other side, then sweeping the back of her left knee.

She lets out a dry chuckle, circling me. “You’re impressive,” she admits. “I see why Wanda likes you so much.”

Her tone is sharp—almost venomous.

That’s when it hits me.

That’s why she hates me.

Before I can react, Yelena slams her staff against my face. The metallic taste of blood fills my mouth.

From the corner of my eye, I see Wanda and Nat tense.

I wipe the blood from my lips and charge, pushing Yelena back.

“I do like Wanda,” I say between strikes, “but I like Natasha just the same. I’m not trying to take one away from the other. I care about them—both of them.”

We keep exchanging blows, but I can see Yelena faltering. She’s losing energy, her movements growing sluggish.

I finally land the final strike, knocking her to the mat. I place my staff at her throat.

“Looks like I win.”

I step back and offer her my hand. After a beat, she takes it.

“I know you don’t trust me, but I will earn your respect. I don’t want to steal them from each other. I care about them—deeply,” I say sincerely.

Yelena studies me for a moment, then smirks. “Fine.”

I smile, relieved—until she pulls me in closer.

“If you ever break them up, or hurt them in any way,” she murmurs, “I will kill you, and they will never find the body.”

I swallow thickly.

She releases me and walks out.

Nat nods approvingly and follows her.

Wanda grins and skips over to me. “You look incredible when you fight,” she says, eyes dark. “Also, really hot.”

I blush. Hard. I didn’t even know that I could blush this hard 

Wanda giggles. “Come on, lunch is ready. And I need a kitchen helper.”

She links our arms, leading me toward the kitchen.

— 

“So, what are we making today for lunch?” I ask while washing my hands as Wanda pulls out pots, bowls, and ingredients for our meal.

“Well, today we’re making homemade Mediterranean-style pizza with a fresh Greek salad and freshly squeezed lemonade,” Wanda says, standing on her tiptoes, trying to reach a bag of flour.

I chuckle at the sight and step up behind her, pressing my front lightly against her back as I reach up to grab the flour for her. I hand it to her, but she turns around in my arms, still trapped between me and the counter.

For a moment, we just stand there, not saying anything—just enjoying the quiet space between us. I could stare into Wanda’s eyes all day long, but today, something feels different. Her eyes twinkle more than usual, and I can feel myself being drawn in like she’s casting a spell on me.

“There are my two favorite women,” Nat’s voice cuts through the moment, pulling us back to reality. I sigh internally but know that we’ll have plenty of time together later tonight.

“Yelena wants to kill me more now, doesn’t she?” I ask nervously, stepping away from Wanda while Nat and Wanda both chuckle.

“She doesn’t want to kill you,” Nat reassures me, walking over. “Actually, she was impressed by you. She was shocked that you won without using your powers.” Nat smirks, clearly amused by her sister’s reaction. “She said she’s going to train harder so she can beat you next time.”

“That… doesn’t sound good,” I mumble. “But at least she’s off my back a little bit.”

“What do you want us to do, Wands?” I ask, shaking off my nerves and getting back into cooking mode.

Wanda smiles at me before placing everything we need on the counter. “How about you two start cutting up the veggies while I make the dough?”

We all get to work, moving around the kitchen together in an easy rhythm. After about an hour and a half, everything is prepped—the pizza is ready for the oven, the salad is tossed, and the lemonade is chilling. Now, all that’s left is cleaning up our mess.

“This is going to be so good, dragoste,” Nat says, walking up behind Wanda and wiping away a bit of flour at the corner of her mouth. Without hesitation, she popped whatever it was into her own mouth, grinning.

Wanda lets out a soft moan that only Nat and I can hear, while Nat groans slightly in response. And then there’s me—whining in pure sexual frustration.

Nat and Wanda both turn to me with knowing looks before stepping over and kissing me on either cheek. I can’t help but giggle, feeling warm and flustered by how affectionate they are.

“How are you just so cute?” Wanda teases, bopping my nose.

“You’re cute too, but in a scary way,” she adds with a laugh, turning to Nat and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

“I am scary,” Nat agrees, smirking. “But not as scary hot as Y/N was while fighting Lena.” She glances at me with a knowing look before turning back to Wanda for another kiss.

I watch them, smiling at their easy affection, but there’s still a pang in my chest. It does suck that we can’t be as open with our relationship yet. But tonight, it going to be different and maybe things will change - hopefully. 

“Gosh, you guys are the cutest couple here! Sorry, Tony and Pepper!” Kate says walking in the kitchen with Yelena and Peter. 

“As much as I love Mr. Strak, I agree with Kate!” Peter says, taking a seat on the kitchen island. 

“SO….. when is the wedding? I know it is so soon from when Nat asks. I just want to know who is going to be y’alls bridesmaid” Kate says literally jumping up and down. 

Then it hits me—Nat and Wanda are still engaged. They never brought it up, not once. Are they still planning it? Is it still going to happen? Or... am I just the side piece?

I step away from the couple and take a seat at the kitchen island. I tried my best to not look at the couple but I couldn’t resist. I saw in the corner of my eye that they were trying to hide their sadness about me leaving their side.

“Oh…” Wanda looks over at me then back at Kate, “We haven’t been planning much to be honest. We have other things that are important” Wanda leans her head on Nat’s shoulder. 

I start to zone out during their wedding talk then I feel a presence next to me. I lift up my head and I see Carol smiling at me with a cup of coffee in hand

“How are you? I hear that you won your fight against Lena. Congrats!” Carol says then takes a sip of her coffee. "I laugh softly, but the moment I do, I feel their eyes on me. I glance up—Nat and Wanda are watching. Have they been listening this whole time?

“Thanks, I think she wants to kill me more now though, but other than that I'm doing good. It is a chill day off” I smile at Carol. 

“Well since you have a day off, do you want to go grab lunch then I can kick your ass in a game,” Carol says confidently.

“As much as I want to. I am eating lunch with Wanda and Nat, we made pizza and salad! For the game, can I raincheck for either way later tonight or tomorrow” I tell Carol. I feel both of their eyes on me now. I have no idea if they are even listening to Yelena, Peter, and Kate. 

“No problem, now I need to go practice then so you don’t kick my ass like you did Lena. Let me know if you ever want to talk about whatever is on your mind.” Carol gives my arm a gentle squeeze before standing up. It’s a simple gesture, but it reminds me that, at the very least, I have a friend in her. I nod, appreciating the offer, but I don’t trust myself to talk about it yet.

Before I can dwell on it, Lena’s voice cuts through the room. “Fuck you, just wait until the next fight!”

Laughter erupts around us—except from Wanda and Nat.

Carol and I's friendship has gotten so much better now that she isn’t trying to get with me. We are better friends anyway.

“Can I get some pizza?” Yelena asks trying to get a little of the salad on the table but Nat smacks her hand away. 

“No, you can not this lunch is only for me, Wanda, and y/n” Nat then takes the food from her sister. Carol exited the room with a soft goodbye and I turned back to everyone else.

“How come you guys are feeding y/n and not your sister?” Yelena fakes gasp when Nat smack her hand then pretends to nurse it. Yelena looks at Kate and goes over to sit next to Kate. I smile at the cute couple, even though they haven’t been open about their relationship. 

“Because y/n help me make it and lets be honest here. She wouldn’t eat anything but takeout everyday if I didn’t cook for her. Just likeTasha was when we first started dating” Wanda says nodding her head while looking at Nat. Nat and smiling at the memory. 

“Listen I am not complaining about my free food from the love of my life” Nat then goes in for a kiss to Wanda. Everyone awes at them. I watch, admiring them... but that tiny weight in my chest doesn’t go away. 

Right on time, the alarm goes off for the pizza. I get up and get the pizza out of the oven. Wanda comes behind me and looks at the pizza.

“It looks amazing” Wanda left hand lightly grabs my wrist then rubs my arm up and down softly. Only can been seen by us. I feel a little tense get released but not all of it.

“You guys get out of here! You are not getting any of this food. We’re eating in our room, so scram!” Nat waves the three away. 

“Come on let’s get all the food together and eat in our room” Wanda whispers in my ear. I nod my head and we get all the stuff then head in there room. 

We set the food at the foot of the bed then hop in the bed ourselves. Nat takes the right side, Wanda settles in the middle, and I take the left. We dig into the food. Honestly we didn’t bring any plates just forks so we can feed each other the salad and hand feed pizza to each other. It was a great time between the three of us. Just laughing, watching tv, and eating great food we all help make. 

“You are too good at this dorogoy. We should open a restaurant — Wanda’s Kitchen.. But only for y/n and I” Nat smiles at us. We spend the rest of the day getting ready for the date. They never told me what we are doing exactly. Just that they needed to take care of a few things before and to wear something comfy. Which was perfect because I wanted to go out and get them both nice flowers. 

Later on in the evening, it is time to get change and I put on my favorite comfy outfit that is still appropriate for a date. I then head to their room and knock on the door. I wait a second and Nat opens the door. She is wearing her leather jacket, of course, with a dark green top, dark wash jeans, combat boots, and some nice silver jewelry. 

I look behind her to find Wanda coming out the bathroom looking stunning. She has an off the shoulder burgundy sweater, high waisted jeans, and some white sneakers. Her makeup is done flawlessly. 

I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself in front of these divine women—but it backfires. Nat smells like cedarwood and leather, sharp and intoxicating, while Wanda’s scent is warm, vanilla and spice, like the perfect autumn evening. I don’t know how I’m going to survive this night. How can they smell this good?

“Damn, you just get more beautiful every time I see you, huh?” Nat looks me up and down like I am prey but behind that lust I can see her eye soften. She is admiring me. Wanda comes up behind her.

“Dulceata, I can eat you up right now, but we have a date to get to” Wanda bites her lips and winks at me then pushes us out the door. 

“Wait I have something for you both” I pulled the flowers that were behind my back. 

“Look at them! They are so pretty. Thank you so much” they both give me a kiss then go back into their room to put the flowers away. We all head down to the garage and they lead me to a truck. I raise my eyebrows and look at both of them.

“Trust me, it will all make sense once we get there” Nat then opens the door for Wanda and I. We step in and head to wherever the date is set. During the ride I glance between them, heart racing slightly. They’re up to something, and I’m not sure whether I should be nervous or excited. After about 45 minutes we pulled up to a drive-in movie theater. 

I look in awe at the venue, the soft glow of string lights adding to its charm. They must have remembered me talking about how I always wanted to visit before.  

“See I knew she would love it” Wanda teased Nat. They paid for us to get in and find parking. Nat backs into the parking space, and I look at her, confused.

“I think we need to be the other way to see the movie” I point out. 

“I  know, but we have something special in the back,” Wanda says, wiggling her eyebrows. I turn around and see a sheet over something in the back. They open the door and we all step out on this warm night with a light breeze. Nat lets down the truck bed and moves the sheet to uncover a makeshift bed and a cooler with food. 

I help Wanda into the bed, while Nat helps me into the bed. Nat climbs in beside us, and we all get settled, with me in the middle. I let out a deep sigh of contentment

“This is amazing, thank you guys” I thank the both of them. I look up to see Nat and Wanda already staring back at me with smiles on their faces. 

“No problem, this is exactly what we wanted. The best part? We don’t have to hide. Out here, we can just be together” I smile at the thought. Wanda starts to get out the food that I am guessing she was cooking when she said that she needed to prepare for the date. 

The movie starts in the background. We are watching an old spy movie that Nat loves. Nat is fully watching the movie. I love to see her like this because you rarely see Nat so relax and excited about something. 

As the movie starts, Wanda reaches into the cooler, pulling out the first dish. The first thing that comes out is an oddly hot fancy grilled cheese.

“This is my triple grilled cheese on sourdough. Be careful because it may be still hot. I use a spell to keep our hot food hot” Wanda whispers since the movie has started and I nod. I hand Nat her sandwich as Wanda pulls out a container of tomato bisque and a side of fresh French fries. After passing everything out, she reaches for the last surprise. The last thing that Wanda brings out is chocolate covered strawberries.

“Don’t worry all this is homemade” Wanda giggles.

“I never doubted you” I pull her into a deep kiss, threading my fingers through her hair. Wanda is taken aback for a second but kisses me back just as hard. I know Nat is watching now. I pull back, leaving Wanda chasing the kiss for just a second before realizing I've already moved away. I smile at her and lean back so I can enjoy this freshly cooked meal for us. Wanda leans her head on my shoulder while leaning back with me. Nat also leans back to join us with her head rubbing my thigh. 

The movie was great and so was the date. The whole night we were stealing kisses from each other and lingering touches. At one point during the movie, we completely forgot about the screen, lost in each other’s lips, hands roaming, heat building between us.Things were getting heated, but thankfully, the movie ended before it could go any further. We would have never lived it down if we were caught in public doing this by the team. 

After the movie ended, we packed up and headed back to the compound. More soft touches and light kisses happen on the way back. We park the car and clean up all of our mess that we have made. I walk the women back to their room for a good night.

"So… when’s the wedding?" I freeze.Nat and Wanda are still engaged.I blink, trying to process the sudden weight in my chest.They’re still engaged. They never said otherwise.So… what does that make me?I slow my steps, barely noticing as Wanda’s hand tugs at mine slightly before I let go. She looks over at me with a small frown.

“This was honestly the best date I have been on because it was with the both of you and I will never forget this night” I rush out my mouth and there is a bit of silence. It’s not uncomfortable, but enjoyable. I start to get nervous about telling them how I really feel. I can see in their eyes like they want to tell me something too.

“Let’s step in our room for some more privacy” Nat says and Wanda opens the door then we all step into the room, and the quiet between us isn’t uncomfortable—it’s warm, familiar. But something in my chest feels… off. I glance at Wanda, who’s smiling softly, swaying our joined hands slightly as we walk. Nat is on my other side, her pinky brushing against mine, close but not quite touching. For a moment, everything feels perfect. Too perfect. Then Kate’s voice from earlier rings in my head:

“Dulceata? You okay?” Nat stops too, looking between us with slightly furrowed brows.

"I—" I clear my throat, suddenly feeling foolish for even thinking about this now. But it’s too late. It’s stuck in my head now, and I need to know.

I cross my arms, glancing between them. "Are you both still getting married?" There’s a pause. Wanda and Nat exchange a quick look—one of those silent conversations I still haven’t figured out how to read yet. 

Wanda takes a small step forward. "Why are you asking?" Her voice is soft, but there’s something careful about it.Nat’s arms are crossed now too, like she’s bracing for something. 

“We were going to talk about this tonight,” she says, her voice unreadable.That only makes my stomach twist more.

"Talk about what?" My voice is smaller than I want it to be.Another look between them. A hesitation. And suddenly, I feel stupid.Maybe I misunderstood this whole thing. Maybe I was just… extra fun on the side. Maybe this was never real to them the way it’s become everything to me.

Wanda reaches for my hand again, but I step back. "Y/N, wait—"

I shake my head. "I just— I need to know. What is this?"

“This,” Wanda gestures between the three of us, “is the best thing that has ever happened to Nat and me. You are the best thing that has ever happened to us.”I barely have time to process before she continues. 

“There’s something we need to show you.”She glances at Nat, who nods and walks over to the nightstand. My heart is hammering now. I look down, noticing Wanda fidgeting with her engagement ring, sliding it up and down her finger. Nat returns with a small box and hands it to me. I stare at it for a moment, confused, before slowly opening the lid—inside is a gorgeous silver chain.

“What is this?” I ask, voice barely above a whisper.

“It’s not complete yet,” Wanda murmurs, stepping closer. She reaches for her engagement ring, slides it off her finger, and threads it onto the chain. I watch, eyes wide, unable to look away. Wanda steps back, and before I can even form a question, Nat moves forward. She takes off the ring she’s always worn on her finger—the one I’ve seen a hundred times but never thought to ask about.

“This ring was a promise ring Wanda gave me on one of our anniversaries,” Nat explains, her fingers lingering on the chain, “and Wanda just gave you her engagement ring.”I suck in a breath, realization hitting me like a wave.Nat meets my gaze, steady and sincere. 

“Y/N, like Wanda said, you are the best thing that has happened to us. And we don’t want to live without you. We were going to call off the wedding because… we don’t want to just be ‘Wanda and Natasha’ anymore.”She pauses, searching my face for a reaction.

“We want you. We want us. All three of us. If you’ll have us.”Wanda takes a step closer, her voice soft but filled with certainty. 

“This isn’t just a necklace. This is us showing you how committed we are to you. So, Y/N…” she tilts her head, eyes shimmering with emotion.

“Will you be our girlfriend?”For a moment, I can’t breathe.I blink. Then blink again. Reality comes crashing back into me, and I choke out the only word that matters.

“Yes.”Nat and Wanda pull me into a crushing hug. Laughter bubbles in my chest, and then Nat turns to Wanda and kisses her—deep, slow, full of meaning. My heart stutters at the sheer love between them.

Then Nat turns to me. Her hands cup my face, her lips crash into mine, and I melt. Within seconds, we’re tangled in each other—Wanda’s lips replace Nat’s, Nat’s mouth travels to my neck, and the room turns hot, sticky, desperate. My hands grip onto anything I can reach—Wanda’s waist, Nat’s shoulders—losing myself in them. We move toward the bed, kissing, gasping, laughing into each other’s mouths. Nat and Wanda pause, giving me a knowing look. I nod, my chest rising and falling rapidly, telling them without words: Yes. Yes, I want this. I want you. Wanda’s clothes come off first. I feel Nat’s fingers ghosting over my stomach as my shirt is yanked off, her mouth already trailing down my jawline—

And then the door flies open.

Yelena.

She freezes. Eyes wide. Mouth slightly open. Her brain short-circuits. Nat moves faster than I’ve ever seen her move, yanking the covers over Wanda and me while she grabs her shirt and starts buttoning her pants back up. Yelena takes a physical step back, like her body is rejecting the scene in front of her.

“What… the fuck?” she blurts out, her voice bordering on horrified confusion. For a moment, there’s silence. Yelena lifts a hand to her forehead, rubbing her temples like she’s trying to piece together some unsolvable equation. Then, her expression shifts. She’s thinking. Hard. Her eyes narrow. Squinting. Processing. Then they widen again in realization.

“Oh my god.” She lets out a disbelieving laugh, shaking her head.

“It all makes sense now.” She starts pacing, hands gesturing wildly as she processes out loud

“The weird looks! The stupid little inside jokes! The way you three act like a bunch of lovesick idiots and I still didn’t see it!” Yelena suddenly spins toward me, jabbing a finger in my direction.

“Kate was right. She kept saying Nat and Wanda really, really liked you.” Her finger moves between the three of us.

“And you really, really liked them.” She groans dramatically, throwing her hands up.

“But nooooo, I thought you were just some homewrecker trying to break them up—when really, you were trying to join the relationship!” She stops pacing, arms crossed, her frustration almost cartoonish at this point.

“Ugh. This is so much worse.”Nat raises an eyebrow, smirking. 

“How is this worse?” Yelena gestures wildly at the three of us.

“Because now I have to accept it! Now I have to deal with the fact that my sister and my other sister are dating you!” She whirls toward me. 

“YOU! Who I have spent months threatening! Because I thought you were being a bitch!”I grin. 

“Kinda awkward, huh?”Yelena groans.

 “So awkward. Because now I know you’re not trying to break them up, and you kinda kicked my ass today.”She mutters something in Russian, shaking her head.Then, she throws a hand in the air, dramatically turning toward the door.

“Whatever! Just—just don’t do this in front of me again.”She storms out. Nat deadpans.

“Bitch, you came into OUR ROOM!” She grabs a pillow and chucks it at the door just as it closes behind Yelena. There’s a beat of silence. Then Wanda and I burst into laughter. Nat scoffs, shaking her head.

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“So, where were we?” She jumps onto the bed, grinning at us. And just like that, the night ends exactly how it should— With the three of us, together.

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Perfect Fit Chapter 12

Pairing: Natasha x Wanda x reader

Summary: Wanda and Natasha have a date night/morning

Word Count: ~4.7k

Warning: Curse words, SMUT, fingering, eating out, spanking, pussy spanking, a tiny bit of dom/sub, strap-ons, riding, face fucking

A/N: Wow that got out of hand lol

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Wanda’s POV

I start to feel my body wake up for the morning. I blindly reach out for my phone on my nightstand. I click the on button and barely open my eyes to see that I am up before my alarm. I have a couple more minutes before I have to be up. I try and move my body so I can rest for the last couple of minutes but I am stopped by feeling something heavy on my chest. I open my eyes all the way to see that Y/N is resting on my chest. I stop and watch her sleep. She is so beautiful while she sleeps. I wish that we can stay in this position forever. 

I kiss Y/N’s forehead to show my affection even though she is not up to seeing it. I want her to even feel my feelings towards her in her sleep. I am starting to get obsessed with this woman in my arms. I kiss her shoulder exposed shoulder from her oversized shirt. She told us that if she wears a normal shirt to bed that it feels like she is choking in her sleep and she will toss and turn all night. I like her wearing these oversized shirts. It just does something to me like when I see Nat in her famous leather jacket. 

I kiss her other shoulder and Y/N starts to stir in her sleep. I start to kiss all over her face, neck, and shoulder to start to wake her up. Y/N starts to giggle when realizing what I am doing.

“Now this is a way to be woken up in the mornings” Y/N puts her head in my neck and lets out a deep sigh then takes a deep breath to smell my scent. It tickled my neck and I started to laugh a little.

“We can keep doing this every morning if we need to” I say kissing her head through her hair.

“I will like that. I just wish that Natty was here with us” Y/N says and I look over at the empty spot in the bed. I love it when Y/N calls us Natty and Wands when she gets needy. She is so adorable. 

“I wish she was too, but you know how she gets when she doesn’t go for a run” Y/N laughs at this because the last time Nat didn’t get her run in for the day she was so cranky for no reason. 

She threw her shoe at Peter once because he left one of his science projects out in the living room one day and she tripped on it. She knew it was a mistake but she needed to let out some pinned-up energy. Little does anyone know, it is because we haven’t had sex in a minute. So her run is even longer now because of that. 

“Yeah that’s true but that means we get more time together to cuddle” Y/N holds me tighter. 

“That is true dulceata” We then fall into comfortable silence just enjoying our time until we need to get up and start our day. I start to think about all the stuff that I need to do today, then I realize today is Nat and I’s date night. It is my turn to plan the date and I was thinking of a cute at-home date idea that we planned a month or so ago.

“Hey, Dulceata… so tonight, Nat and I have our date night planned. It’s going to be something small, just here at home. I was thinking… would it be okay if, just for tonight, you sleep in your room?”  I ask then I hear a sigh of defeat and a soft okay.

“Hey look at me” I pull her face out of my neck and make her look into my eyes.

“Are you sure that you are okay with this because if you aren’t then I can move the date to the common living room so we can all sleep together tonight. 

“No, no, please don’t change anything because of me. You both deserve this. I want you to enjoy your night together. I just… “ she pauses for a moment. 

“It is okay. Take your time” I say encouragingly.

“I guess I’ve gotten used to being with you two. It makes the nightmares… easier to deal with,” Y/N says the last part barely ahead a whisper but that’s all I need to hear her. She grips my shirt tighter while avoiding eye contact. 

“Oh, Dulceata, it’s okay to be afraid of nightmares. I understand more than you know… when Pietro and I left Hydra, I had them for so long, every night. And even now, they come back sometimes. Nat too. She still dreams of the Red Room.” Her hand tightens around my shirt. I look into Y/N’s eyes so she knows I mean it. I hate that she gets nightmares like Nat and I. 

“We get it. Listen, if tonight feels too hard, it’s okay. You don’t have to sleep alone if you’re not ready. We’d never ask you to. You’re part of us now, and we want you to feel safe. If something happens… you know you can always come to us, right?” I ask softly without any resentment. I don’t want her to think we are forcing her out tonight. I love sleeping in the bed with both of my ladies. Just tonight I know that Nat and I are going to be intimate tonight. We haven’t been intimate since we have been dating Y/N. Which I am not complaining about, but it is time.

“Thank you, Wanda. I know it’s silly, but I guess I’ve never had anyone make me feel as safe as you two do. I’ll try to sleep on my own tonight, but if I… if I can’t, I’ll come find you, okay?” She offers a small smile, though I can still see the worry in her eyes. I hate seeing her worry this much about it. 

“Of course, you can come and find me. We will let you in the bed open arms and ready for cuddling” I pull her into a long, passionate kiss. We start to get lost in the kiss and I push Y/N’s shirt up a bit so I can feel her warm, smooth skin. Y/N tangles her fingers into my hair and tugs on it a bit to earn a soft moan from me. Right when we are about to continue, my morning alarm disrupts us.  

We break apart from the kiss just barely catching our breath. I reach over and grab my phone to turn off the alarm. I turn back over in bed to see that Y/N is already looking at me. Her eyes are dilated with the same intensity that is going through my veins 

“We will definitely continue this another time,” I pause and look her up and down. I bite my bottom lip trying my best to hold back what I actually want to do to this woman in front of me. 

“I going to go take a cold shower,” I smirk at her, “so I won’t do something that I will not regret later” I wink at her and rush out of the bed and head to the bathroom and lock the door. 

I turned on the shower to freezing cold to get rid of my dirty thoughts, but that didn’t work. I ended up touching myself while thinking of what Y/N would do to me. 

Once I come out of the bathroom, the bed is neatly made and Y/N has gone to her room to get ready for the day. I get changed and head out to start my day. I go into the kitchen and start making breakfast for Nat, Y/N, and me. 

“OOO! Do I smell the best cook in the world cooking?” a voice says that I know is Clint’s

“Yes, I am. I am cooking my normal breakfast,” I pause and look up to see who’s in the kitchen now. Clint came in with Yelena and Kate. I see Clint with his stupid puppy dog eyes that always work on me somehow. Maybe because he is Nat’s best friend. 

“Can you please cook me some breakfast? I am starving. We decided to get up early and work out with your girlfriend and she kicked our asses today” Clint says limping over to the kitchen island seat. 

“Yeah, she was so intense today for some reason. She even did Steve’s 13-mile run! She kept up with him the whole time!” Kate says face down on the floor. She didn’t even bother finding a spot on the coach.

“Don’t get me started on the workout today! She was sparing with us like we killed you or something!” Yelena says while coming over to stand next to me. I smile at them all. I didn’t think not having sex for so long was going to make Nat beat up her friends. It is a bit funny. Little does the team know that Nat is going to be way calmer tomorrow morning. I can’t wait for our date tonight. 

“Yes, I will cook breakfast for all of you today since my girlfriend made your morning hard” I laugh while cracking more eggs. 

“Wanda cooking breakfast for us!” Bucky comes out of nowhere.

“We are getting breakfast! Yes, I don’t have to cook today” Sam cheers. 

“Lady Wanda is making breakfast! YESSS!” Thor says somewhere. I don’t even see him. 

“I will cook breakfast for everyone BUT someone has to do my mission reports for today! I have a mountain of paperwork to do” I say with a raised eyebrow to see if we have any takers.

“I will do it!” Peter raises his hand excitedly.

“Perfect, it is on my desk in Nat and I’s office,” I say and start to get all the ingredients out to cook for the whole team.

“Yay! This is so worth it for Wanda’s cooking. Kate come on, let’s do this together so we can get it down faster” Peter says and drags Kate with him while she is still lying on the floor.

“How did get rope into this? I just wanted food because Natasha kicked my ass all this morning” Kate says while being dragged away by Peter. 

At least I love cooking big meals for the team. I just love providing for my family. While everyone else wanders off somewhere else in the room doing work, Yelena stays pretty close to me. The team knows that if I have too much help in the kitchen then I will bite their heads off. Yelena normally wanders off at this point and Y/N comes to help. It must mean that she wants to talk to me about something. I look around and don’t see Y/N anywhere; interesting….

“Hey Lena, do you want to help me prep breakfast?” I offer and she looks a bit off for a second. Like she is deciding if she wants to talk to me about whatever is on her mind. 

“Yeah, but I only know how to make mac and cheese so I don’t know how much help I can be” Lena shrugs.

“Don’t worry! I will help you along the way. I mostly need a hand with all the prep like taking things out of packages, cutting things up, and grabbing bowls/supplies for me. The easy stuff” I smile widely at the young blonde.

“The only people that I let cook in the kitchen with me at the same time are Sam and Y/N” I smile while thinking back on the nights when it is just Nat, Y/N, and I are in the kitchen late. Where we are all alone so we can be cuddly with each other. Y/N and I cooking while Nat watches us. We feed each other food. 

It truly is a magical time between the three of us. I snap back into reality and focus on making the team’s breakfast. 

Yelena is staring at me just like Nat does when she wants to tell me something, but doesn’t know how to put it into words. I didn’t want to push her to say anything, so I gave her time to think about how she wanted to put her thoughts into words. We start cooking and after about a few minutes, Yelena speaks up.

“How are you and Natasha are doing? Are you guys planning on having the wedding soon?” Yelena says cautiously while I unconsciously play with the engagement ring around my finger. I haven’t taken it off just yet because the team still thinks Nat and I are going to get married.

I mean we are eventually but right now we are enjoying our new amazing ship with Y/N over the month. It’s crazy that we have this connection with her only knowing her for only two months. About to be three soon. 

“Nat and I are doing great actually. We haven’t put a date in place just yet. You know… with being superheroes and all that” I skate around the real truth of us not deciding to go through with it. 

“Cool cool…” That is all that Yelena says. There is a tense silence in the air. 

“Why are you already planning Nat’s bachelorette party” I jokingly say bumping her hip with mine hip. She laughs alongside me.

“Don’t worry Lena. It will happen one day. Right now we are just enjoying being together. We don’t even need to get officially married. We will probably just tell Tony to throw one of his huge parties and call it a ‘wedding’” I turn to look at her and smile at her.

“That’s good to hear, It really is. She just seems so tense lately” she says after a big sigh of relief comes over her. I start to laugh at her statement and cover my mouth right away. Knowing the real reason why Nat is so tense. 

“Sorry, that is my bad. We haven’t done it in a while and she is riled up, but don’t worry. That will be fixed after tonight if you know what I mean” I wink at her and start to do a little dance. 

“Ewww,” Yelena backs away from me, “I don’t want to hear about my sister’s sex life,” Yelena says and I start laughing. 

Right on cue, Nat comes into the kitchen looking a little disheveled. To anyone, she looks perfect, but I have known her for too long to know better. 

Right behind her, Y/N comes in looking disheveled and fixing her shirt and hair. I look right back at Nat to see her already smirking at me. 

“It seems like you have had a fun day” I look over at Y/N then quickly back at Nat. I wiggle my eyebrows.

“I certainly did” Nat comes closer to me and pulls me into a kiss. I pull back and look at her in her eye.

“Did you and Y/N…” I say through our mind link but get interpreted.

“No no no no… I would never do that without you there for our first time” Nat says back at me. She comes close again to kiss my nose then goes over and starts to ‘play’ fighting with Yelena.

“Now come here,” I say low to Y/N while pointing one finger to get her to come over to me. She does and I help her fix her shirt and hair. While fixing her shirt, I can see the hickey marks that Nat just put on her.

“I see that you had a very busy morning with Nat and me” I wink at her and tell her to come help me finish the rest of the breakfast. 

After some time, we managed to cook enough food for the team and more thanks to Y/N’s help. We all sit down and enjoy a peaceful meal with the whole team without anything happening to us. We laughed, joked, shared memories, created new memories, and had fun this morning. 

The whole team cleaned up all the plates and the kitchen but Y/N and I since we cooked it all. Y/N and I are on the couch under a blanket holding hands while watching a TV show. 

The rest of the day went on like normal. I had lunch with Nat and Y/N as always. I got my training/sparring in for the day. All my paperwork is done thanks to Peter and Kate. 

Nat and I sadly have to say bye to Y/N while she goes on a week-long mission with Bucky and Sam. At least they won’t miss each other in time. If one of them is gone for too long on a mission, they complain that they are missing their third man for video games.

As the day wears on, I go into my room and start to get ready for tonight. I get the room clean. I take an everything shower. I put on some lingerie under my night clothes and pre-order the food from our favorite restaurant. 

I am lying in bed trying to pick out a movie for tonight and Nat comes into the room after a long day. I look up to see that she is very tense, but she looks around the room to see a clean room with all the soft lights on and a few candles burning around the room. She finally fully relaxes. No one sees this side of Nat but me and now starting to be Y/N. She is a new person when he relaxes. 

“Gosh how did I get so lucky to be able to call you my girlfriend,” she comes over to the bed and kisses the top of my head. She knows better not to come into the bed dirty. I laugh and look up at her.

“I am the lucky one to have you in my life” I grab her shirt and pull her down to me so I can kiss her again. The innocent kiss turned heated in mere seconds. Nat starts to come onto the bed but I stop her and pull her away.

“Shower before you get anywhere near this bed” I stick my tongue out on her. She puts her hands up in playful defect. 

“Okay, I can’t argue there. I am going to get in the shower. It might take longer because I need to wash my hair. I hope that’s okay if we wait a little longer to eat” Nat says while heading into the bathroom. I let out an okay. 

Little did she know, that I know her so well that I knew that she was going to wash her hair tonight and be later. I planned ahead.

After a bit of time, Nat gets out of the shower and heads back into our room to see me just coming in with the food that I perfectly timed. 

‘You know me so well” she says in a low husky voice. She walks over to me and makes me put down the bags then she picks me up.

“Oh my gosh, Nat no. I timed this perfectly so that the food would be ready after your shower” I say after Nat softly puts me on the bed while kissing my neck.

“Oh dorogoy, you should know better that I would want to fuck you the moment I got out of that bathroom,” Nat says hovering her lips over my neck and then attacking it once she is done talking.

“Fuck, I should have known that” I moan into her ear while grinding up on her trying to find any fiction that I can. 

“Well if that is true, then why did you come out of the bathroom with clothes on? Take them off” I whisper in her ear. I feel her shiver against my body. 

She gets up and takes off her clothes while I watch her like prey. I use my magic to brashly cross over her clit to start getting her riled up more. 

She lets out a moan and hurries to take the rest of her clothes off. I rub my hands all over her stomach to feel her muscular body that I love. She pushes my hands away gently and pushes me on the bed a bit more. She walks to the bed and then suddenly yacks off my pants leaving me with nothing but my lace underwear.

She looks down at my underwear and then back up to my eyes with a smirk. She knows that I have planned this night to a T and it is turning her on even more. She practically growls at me and rips off my shirt to see me in my new red lingerie.

I look into her eyes to see that they are fully dark. I know that I am in it for tonight and she is going to do whatever on me, and I am going to love every second of it. 

She comes to me and starts to kiss me passionately while scooting me more and more on the bed until we are both completely on the bed. She runs both her hands down my body making sure that she touches every inch of me. While kissing down my body too.

She reaches to my breast and tears my lingerie open with her strong hands to get access to them. While I am upset that she just ripped my new set, our rule is that if you rip it then you have to buy the other person a replacement set and a new set. I have gained so many new sets over the years of dating. Also, it was so hot of her to do that. 

She puts my right nipple into her mouth and starts sucking it. I moan out a soft moan. She continues to suck on my breast leaving hickeys knowing her. She doesn’t want to admit to it but she loves marking me up and the chance of someone seeing it turns her on. 

She lets go of my right breast with a loud popping noise and gives the same attention to my left breast. At this point I can’t sit still so I start to move around. 

I guess Nat doesn’t like that and holds me down by my waist and I let out a little grunt. She looks me in my eyes and gives me a warning to stay still. I'll listen for now.

She goes back to attack my breast. Now she starts to bring one of her hands low down. She gets to my underwear and rips that off too. I let out a yelp in surprise. She smiles up at me and comes up to kiss my lips. 

She managed to somehow get my legs spread wide for her without even noticing. She slowly traces one finger down and discovers how wet I am already.

She stops kissing me and lets out a dry chuckle then goes back to kissing me. She slowly puts one finger into my pussy and I let out a loud moan. She smiles into the kiss and finds my g spot right away. Pumping her fingers in and out of me at an extremely slow pace. I then spoke the first words since we took our clothes off.

“Please..” is all I whine out in a pathetic moan and move my hips to make her move her hands faster. 

After I said please, it was like I flipped a switch and she added another finger in and started going at a brutal pace. Enough for it to put me in a euphoria of pleasure and pain. She fucked me stupid and I am proud of it. She can fuck me like this every night. 

Once she got tired of that position, she put me over her lap and started to lightly spank my ass. I let out a moan. She starts to spank me hard and hard with every spank moaning at each one of them. She stopped once she knew I had enough, but to be honest I would have let her go further. We have a safe word for a reason.

Then she begins to spank my pussy a few times before going in with two fingers and fucking me from behind. Somehow after all these years together, she still finds new spots to make me go crazy all over again. At this point, I am a moaning mess. 

The room is getting hot. We are both sweating. All you hear is my moans, Nat's grunts and moans, and our skins spank together. It means straight sex in here and I wouldn’t have it any other way. 

After about a few minutes, she gave me my first orgasm of many tonight. Our next position was her eating me out. She had her hand pressing down my legs because she was making me feel so good. My hands were in her red hair while I fucked her face. 

I lost count after my fifth orgasm, but we weren’t over yet. She jumps out of bed and walks over to get my favorite strap for her to use on me.

Once she gets the hardness on, she dives right into bed and puts me on all fours. I give her a little resistance and we ‘fight’ for power. We always know that she will win but I like to put up a fight for her to dominate me. 

She fucks me in doggy, she makes me fuck her with her strap-on, I ride her strap, and to get the crazy long sex marathon I ride her face.

After I have the last orgasm that I can take, I get off her face and lay beside her. 

“That was amazing. 10 out of 10 and would come back again” We both laugh at my statement.

“Sorry to not do anything for you tonight. I will spend extra time on you next time” I wink at her still trying to catch my breath. 

“Oh you were more than enough trust me,” Nat says while taking off the strap.

“Let’s get some shut up before we have to wake up in the morning,” I say and snuggle up close to Nat while she puts the covers over us. 

Then her fucking alarm rings for her morning run. We both start laughing because we didn’t even realize that we had sex all night. We forgot the food and the movie.

“How about this? I skip my run for today because I have been training extra hard these past couple of days” she looks at us right now.

“Now while I go to the kitchen and heat up our food to eat for breakfast, you will find us a movie to watch. Then we can lay in bed all day because I know you don’t have any work right now and neither do I” Nat says and I squeal with joy realizing that we have a whole day together. 

Nat’s POV

I happily go and put on some clothes so I can go out into the kitchen this morning. Once I put my clothes on and grab the food bags, I head to the kitchen with a pep to my step. In the kitchen, I put our food in the microwave and started to whistle.

Lena comes into the kitchen to get her morning coffee. She sees me and I smile and wave at her and go back to whistling.

“You two are so nasty” Lena then exits the kitchen. I shrug it off and grab the food once it's done and head back to my room. I see that Wanda has already picked our movie. 

“Lena saw me out there and said that we are both nasty. What does she mean by that?” I ask Wanda. She just laughs and tells me to just eat my food and watch the movie. We ate all our food and finally finished our date night/morning. We fall asleep in each other’s arms and enjoy the rest of the day together in bed. 

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The Paths We Choose

Pairing: Hermione x reader, Cho Chang x reader, Hermione x Ron

Summary: Hermione makes a choice that changes your relationship for the long run

Word Count: ~2.9k

Warning: Angst? Kind of a happy ending (Depending on who you want to end up with)

A/N: This was a request from a minute ago, but I am happy that I did because I LOVE THIS STORY! Please like, repost, and comment

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I make my way to my shared tent with Hermione, hoping that she wasn’t in there. I open the tent slowly and see that she isn’t. I let out a deep breath and crawl into my sleeping bag. Things between Hermione and me have been rocky for the past couple of months or so. It all started when I noticed Hermione and Ron had been spending more time with each other.

I knew that I shouldn’t have been upset because they are best friends. They were close even before I met her. I knew that Ron had a crush on her before we started dating in year 3, but this time it's different. I have always felt like an outsider within the golden trio. It felt like I was butting into a group I didn’t belong in. They are giving each other those longing looks that Hermione used to give me. Everyone told me that I was just seeing things and nothing was happening between them. Even Harry said so!

For a while, I believed what everyone was saying until the day of our anniversary. I walked up the steps to the Gryffindor girl’s room. It was a quiet night in the dorms from what I remember. The fire was lit, casting a dim light through the dorm. The smell of a warm fire and fresh pine nuts lingered in the air. I remember my heart pounding out of my chest and my hands getting sweaty. I went up the stairs and heard shuffling in the room. I went for the door handle until I heard a voice.

“I can’t believe you’ve been dating her for four years now,” a voice says. My heart drops to my stomach because I know it to be Ron on the other side of this door. I stand there, frozen in place, hoping that Hermione will defend our relationship.

“I know, but I can’t break things off with her. I would just feel bad. Let’s just keep doing what we’ve been doing, okay?” Hermione says, and then I hear more lip-smacking. I can feel a tear forming in my eyes.

I ran out of the Gryffindor dorm and started wandering around the cold, empty castle at night. How could she think like that? We have been together for four years at this point. I gave her all of me! She’s going to throw it away and not even say it to my face!

All I could think about on the way there was: What did I do wrong? I thought I was the perfect girlfriend. I supported her through everything! I was there every time Malfoy called her a mudblood! I was there all hours of the night studying with her so she didn’t have to be alone! I was always there! I never asked too much of her! This whole time, she was cheating on me with Ron!

All I needed was comfort and support, so I made my way to the only person who could give me that. I held my tears and went to the only person that came to mind, Cho Chang. I knew she would be in the Astronomy Tower working on her homework, so that’s the next place I went.

—

I start climbing the stairs to get to the Astronomy Tower to see my closest, dearest friend. At first, I thought it was Hermione, but after everything tonight, I know deep down in my heart that person is Cho. We have been friends since year one. We do everything together. We laugh, cry, eat, and hang out with each other every day. She helps me with my classes that I struggle in. She never judges me for it. I used to hate asking her for help because I felt like a burden on her. Every time I would ask her, she would look at me with a smile and say, “Of course I’ll help you! Now get over here, silly.” I run up the last flight of stairs out of breath to see Cho is the only one up here tonight, thankfully.

“Hey Y/N! What’s up?” Cho says with a smile on her face but changes once she sees me crying. She gets up from her spot and rushes over to me. She cradles my face with her hands and wipes my tears with her thumb.

“What happened?” Cho asks softly, but I can see the anger behind her eyes.

“It’s… It’s…” I try to tell her what happened, but instead, I start crying and fall to the floor. Cho holds me tight and doesn’t let me go.

“Take your time. I’m right here when you need me,” Cho says and kisses the top of my head. After a couple of minutes of Cho letting me cry on her shoulder while she rubs my back, I get the courage to talk.

I sit up from my position and look into Cho’s eyes. I can see her pupils dilate at the sight of me, and I smile.

“There’s my silly girl smiling,” Cho says with a smile, the kind that makes me feel warm on the inside, the kind that makes me almost forget about what just happened.

“Now are you going to tell me what happened?” Cho asks cautiously. I nod and tell her everything that just happened and the signs that pointed to it.

“I can’t believe she could do that to you,” Cho stands up and starts to walk to the door.

“Where are you going?” I ask, getting up too.

“I’m going to kick Hermione and Ron’s asses for hurting you.” I grab Cho’s hand and stop her from going. I lower my head, too afraid to look her in the eye.

“Please no, stay with me instead. I can’t be alone right now, and all I want is you. You are all I need and want right now,” I say in a soft voice.

“Okay, let’s go back to my room and we can snuggle in my bed while watching TV,” Cho says with that smile. I nod, and we spend the rest of the night together.

Hermione never came looking for me that night and didn’t remember our anniversary.

—

Ever since that night, I’ve been distant from Hermione and spending most of my time with Cho. She is so understanding and thoughtful with me through this time. I would have thought this would make her not want to be my friend anymore since I was being so needy, but no. This has strengthened our friendship more than I would have ever thought; maybe even more than Hermione’s and my relationship.

It surprised me when Hermione asked me to come with her, Ron, and Harry on this Horcrux hunt. We haven’t been hanging out as much because either I am hanging out with Cho or she is hanging out with Ron. When we hang out, we just talk about school and basic things.

It saddens me that she hasn’t noticed a change in our relationship. How could she not notice that I haven’t touched her like I used to or kissed her at all? Was she that involved with Ron to even notice it? It made me mad, and I left our hangouts in rage.

The only thing keeping me together on this trip are the letters that Cho gave me before I left. She gave me a whole bag filled with letters to read when I needed a pick-me-up. She wrote about why she loves having me around and how amazing I am. She always ends the letters with the word “love” and a heart. I’ve been writing letters back to her and will give them to her when I return. She didn’t know why I haven’t broken up with Hermione yet. I would just tell her I didn’t know how to do it.

Cho would look at me with her sweet face and say that I’m too nice for my own good and need to be with someone who appreciates me.

I was taken out of my thoughts when I heard shuffling outside the tent, then the zipper slowly moved down. I sit up and grab my wand in case I need to go into action, but lower it when I see my brown, bushy-haired girlfriend’s head pop into the tent. When I saw her come in, I wasn’t excited to see her, but I wasn’t mad either. I’ve become very indifferent toward us lately.

“Sorry, did I wake you? I was trying to be quiet in case you were asleep,” Hermione fully comes into the tent and closes it. She makes her way over to me, and I roll my eyes when all I smell is Ron on her. The air in the tent becomes thick to the point where I can’t breathe.

“I wasn’t asleep. I’ve been up this whole time. I’ve just been reading,” I say as I shove Cho’s notes into my bag for later.

“Good, we were just going over what we should do tomorrow to find the next horcrux,” Hermione says, changing out of her shirt into a nightshirt. While she is taking off her shirt, I see hickeys all over her stomach. I taste the acid from the bottom of my stomach trying to rise at the sight of it. I turn my head and act like I don’t see it in disgust. Maybe I should break up with her soon. This can’t go on anymore. It is hurting me more than Hermione.

“When you say ‘we,’ do you mean you and Ron?” I ask. I see her body freeze for a second before moving again. There is a pause. She’s probably thinking of an excuse to say, but I step in before she does.

“You guys spend a lot of time together; more than you and I. Isn’t that funny?” I let out a dry laugh.

“I mean, yeah, we do spend a lot of time together, but we’re just best friends. We always have been. Nothing is happening between us if that’s what you’re thinking,” Hermione says quickly while putting on one of my hoodies that I had given to Cho recently. My blood starts to boil because that hoodie was meant to be for Cho, not Hermione. Cho asked me to give her something of mine when I left. I hate seeing it on Hermione; it doesn’t belong to her.

“I didn’t say that, did I? Where did you get that hoodie? I haven’t seen it in a while,” I say calmly, trying to hold back my unexplained anger.

“Yeah, you didn’t…” Hermione hesitates for a second and goes silent for about a minute. “Oh, sorry about that. I think that was my fault. I went to say goodbye to my Ravenclaw friends and saw this on Cho’s bed. Must have left it there one night,” Hermione says, coming closer to me. She lays her head on my shoulder and I stiffen at the act. I think she notices and moves her body so we are face to face with each other.

“Look, I know with everything going on we haven’t been together that much,” Hermione grabs my hands and I let her. “After the war, let’s move somewhere else. Maybe we can go to France and find a little house to live in. We could have a mini library in it. Be able to walk everywhere and eat different food every day,” she lets out a deep sigh as if she didn’t even notice she had been holding it in. Like she didn’t know she was holding the secret of cheating on me.

“Let’s get out of this war first, then we can plan for the future,” I say with no emotion. She smiles and cuddles with me for the rest of the night.

Throughout the horcrux hunt, Hermione spent more time with me than Ron, which was surprising. Maybe she finally realized that I was being pushed away and done with the relationship. Hearing her talk about our future together when she had Ron’s hickeys all over her body and we barely spent time together was my final straw.

Once the war was over, I wrote Hermione a letter.

Hermione,

The beginning of our relationship was like fireworks. Everything was new with you and I was so deeply in love with you. If you had asked me to jump off a cliff, I would have done it without thinking. But it all changed when you started to cheat on me with Ron. Yes, I know about you and Ron. I knew all along. I found out on our four-year anniversary, a day that you couldn’t even remember or celebrate with me. I was heartbroken. At that point, I could have jumped off that cliff. I was in that much pain. Lucky for me, I found a way to feel love again, and I think I am going to chase after it. I realized this after I figured out that you don’t actually love me.

Y/N

Years later…

“Mama, hurry up! I want to get a good seat on the train!” my daughter yells over her shoulder at me. I laugh.

“Relax, sweetie. That’s why we came here early, because Mom has to take her time,” I say, helping my very pregnant wife.

“Cho, baby. How are you feeling? Do we need to slow down? I have your other comfortable shoes in my bag,” I say and go into my bag to get her shoes out, but she stops me.

“No, I’m good. Let’s just get our daughter on the train so you can take me home and massage my feet,” Cho says, turning my face with one hand and kissing me on the lips. I smile, and so does she.

“I love you,” I say softly to Cho so only she can hear it.

“I love you too,” Cho says back.

“Ewww,” our daughter says to us.

“Why are you saying eww? I love your mom and make sure she knows every day,” I say, kissing Cho on the lips again. Cho smiles and blushes at the act.

“I know, and that’s what makes you two so special,” our daughter says, hugging us. We make it to the train and help her on. We wave goodbye to her through the window.

“She’s growing up so fast. Next thing you know, she’ll be going to the Yule Ball. Oh my gosh, I need to start making her a dress!” Cho says, and I laugh out loud.

“We have plenty of time. You don’t need to make her a dress now. You need to rest up so our little boy comes out healthy and strong,” I say, rubbing her stomach.

“Plus, I know she’s going to look beautiful, just like her mom was at the Yule Ball,” I wink at her.

“We weren’t together during year 4, so you always had your mind on me,” Cho says, giving me a side-eye look.

“We weren’t together, and I was dating Hermione, but I knew that… you were very attractive. I didn’t know you were into girls, though, and I ended up dating Hermione,” I say, laughing it off.

“Well, look at us now. Married with one smart girl going into Hogwarts and a baby boy on the way,” Cho says, and I look into her eyes, the woman I love and care for.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I see a bushy-brown-haired woman. She hasn’t changed much over the years, just a little more stress in the eyes.

For a brief moment, we make eye contact. In that brief second, I could see in her eyes that she was exhausted and sad. She is standing next to Ron, Harry, Ginny, and their kids. I smile at her, but not because I’m happy to see her. I’m smiling because I was afraid that if I saw her, all of my old feelings for her would come back. None of those feelings did. The only thing I thought about was my family now. Hermione is holding Ron’s hand, then lets it go and walks toward me.

“Hey, baby. Let me go talk to her real quick. I’ll be right back,” I kiss the top of Cho’s head and walk over to Hermione. We meet halfway.

“Wow, you look amazing. You’ve aged very well,” Hermione says with the spark in her eyes that I haven’t seen since we first started dating.

“Thank you. So do you. I haven’t seen you since…” I pause, thinking when the last time I saw her was.

“After the war and when you left the letter,” Hermione finishes my thought.

“Yeah…” I look down at the floor, ashamed that I just left a letter in my younger years.

“I just wanted to say sorry for all of that. I was just dumb for cheating on you with Ron. It was the biggest mistake of my life…” Hermione looks back at Ron, then back at me. “I just shouldn’t have done it. I’ve regretted it every day of my life,” Hermione starts to cry. I knew she meant what she was saying. She really did regret her decision.

“I get it. We were young and in love. I was happy in our relationship,” I say, and I see hope in Hermione’s eyes. “But at the end of the day…” I look back at Cho, then at Hermione, “we got what we wanted. You are with Ron, and I’m incredibly happy with Cho and our little family.” I can see the heartbreak in her eyes, and they are starting to water.

“It was great to see you, Moine. I need to go back to Cho. She could pop at any moment now,” I say, using her old nickname that I used to call her while we were dating.

Finally, closing that chapter of my life and exploring my new life with Cho and our family.

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Perfect Fit Chapter 11

Pairing: Natasha x Wanda x reader

Summary: Natasha takes Y/N on a date!

Word Count: ~1.8K

A/N: I am starting to get into writing again after a very long writer's block. While writing this part I do want to mention, that I am a black writer. I don't want to put a race to this character (or any of my characters) or how they dress because everyone dresses differently so I try to leave it up to the imagination. When I say casual clothes, picture whatever your causal clothes are. When I say that your cheeks are heating up, for myself I don't blush but I still feel them heating up. For some people, they will actually turn red. What I am trying to get at is that I am trying not to make this character one type of person, I am trying to let you put yourself in this story as best that I can. If you want me to write for African American characters, let me know! I just know when I am reading a story sometimes I feel out of place when they are talking about blonde hair, blue eyes, or even skinny. So I am trying to make this as much to the reader as I can

Last thing, I wrote this tipsy. So excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes.

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The light from my window perfectly hits my eyes, pulling me from a deep sleep. I try to get up like usual, but I can't. To my left is Wanda, and on my right is Nat. I’m surprised Nat is still in bed; she usually goes for an early morning run. But here she is, cuddled up to my side, her head nestled in my neck. I smile, taking a moment to admire the two women in my arms before drifting back to sleep.

Soft movements wake me again. I open my eyes and see Nat trying to slip out of bed. I tighten my grip on her.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I’m just late for my morning run and need to go to my room and change,” Nat says, trying to free herself again. I hold on tighter.

“No, please stay in bed with us. I like cuddling with you both,” I whine, a bit too loudly, causing Wanda to stir.

“Dragoste,” Wanda murmurs, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “This was one of the best sleeps I’ve ever had with you two.” She reaches across me and gently pulls Nat back down by her shoulder. Nat complies, snuggling into me again.

“I guess one day won’t hurt,” Nat says softly before falling back asleep. Wanda slips her hand under my shirt, rubbing my midsection. I have to bite my lip to hold back a moan.

We spend the rest of the day lounging around, doing paperwork. I manage to start the new book Nat picked up the other day, so we have something to talk about. At the end of the day, I walk Nat and Wanda to their bedroom and give them a goodnight kiss.

Back in my room, I shower and change, then head to bed. But it’s different this time. My bed feels cold and lonely. It sounds silly, but I miss them already, even though we only spent one night together.

After tossing and turning for about an hour, I’m startled by Wanda’s voice in my head.

“Hey, dragoste, sorry for popping in this late,” Wanda says.

“No, it’s okay. What’s up?” I respond mentally.

“Umm… Natalia and I miss you. Would it be too much to ask you to come to our room and sleep with us tonight?” Wanda asks. I waste no time, jumping out of bed and rushing to their room.

I knock on their door, and Nat opens it, wearing nothing but an oversized shirt.

“You had us worried for a second,” she says in a low voice, opening the door wide enough for me to see Wanda patting the bed, welcoming me in. I happily walk in and snuggle next to Wanda, who embraces me warmly. Nat slowly makes her way to the bed but stops to pick up a camera, aiming it at us.

Wanda sticks out her tongue and flashes a peace sign while I just smile widely with my eyes closed. Nat giggles as she takes the picture. She takes another one, this time joining us in the photo. Once she’s done, she sets the camera down and hops into bed with us.

“I’ve been meaning to ask, why do you two take so many pictures with that digital camera?” I ask, looking at both of them.

“That’s a great question, dulceata! Let me show you.” Wanda gets out of bed and heads to her desk. While she searches, Nat pulls me closer, burying her head in my neck and taking a deep breath. I smile, comforted by how at ease she is with me. It’s surprising how quickly I’ve become so comfortable with them, even though I’ve only known them for about two months.

“Found it!” Wanda exclaims, holding up a photo album. She climbs back into bed and opens the book. It’s a scrapbook of their entire relationship. Nat has taken most of the pictures of Wanda, and I can tell Wanda put the book together; it’s organized, colorful, and filled with stickers, markers, and quotes.

“This is our relationship scrapbook. We take pictures of each other all the time, from big moments like anniversaries to small ones where we just look too cute not to capture. We wanted to start taking photos with you to create our own scrapbook, if you’re okay with that,” Wanda says, her voice softening. I lean over and kiss her on the cheek.

“I love it! I can’t wait to see what our scrapbook will look like!” I say cheerfully. Wanda looks into my eyes, her joy evident.

“Really? You mean that?” Wanda asks, her tone excited like a child getting their favorite toy.

“Yes, of course. You both mean so much to me, more than you know. I hope we can work on this together,” I say, meeting Wanda’s gaze.

“Yes, we will. Nat helps sometimes, but I usually take over by the end,” Wanda laughs, closing the book and placing it on her nightstand.

“It’s time for bed now,” Wanda says as Nat pulls me back into her, settling into the same spot as before. She kisses my neck, and I hold back a sound.

“Before I go back to sleep, I need to ask you something, malysh,” Nat whispers, not moving from her spot. I hum in response.

“Will you go on a date with me tomorrow night?” she asks. I laugh, realizing she never officially asked, though I assumed we were going out.

“I’d love to, Nat,” I say, kissing her forehead. I watch as her cheeks turn red, and she hides her face deeper in my neck.

“Aww, how cute! Look at her!” Wanda teases, turning off the lights. We all cuddle up, falling asleep for the second night in a row.

The next morning, Nat wakes up early as usual, while Wanda and I stay in bed a bit longer. After about an hour, Wanda and I get up and make breakfast together. Unfortunately, we can’t be as close as we were last night at the cooking class since the team is back at the compound. I make small talk with the team, joking around with Bucky and Sam. Yelena keeps giving me a death glare, but I still don’t understand why.

I dive into my mountain of paperwork, then do my afternoon workout before having lunch with Wanda and Nat. The rest of the day goes by as usual. I see Wanda and Nat occasionally, and they give me small touches to remind me they’re there. Wanda even drags me into small rooms just for a quick kiss.

Our date last night brought us closer, and now we just want to be near each other. While watching TV with some team members, Wanda covers us with a blanket and holds my hand.

Later in the evening, it’s time to get ready for my date with Nat. She told me to dress casually, so I do. She texts me the time to meet her in her room, and when I arrive, Nat is dressed in blue jeans, a white top, and a black leather jacket. Calling her hot or sexy feels like an understatement.

“You look divine this evening,” Nat says in a low, seductive voice, and I feel my cheeks warm at her words.

“Thank you. Are you ready to go?” I ask softly.

“I was ready the moment we met,” she replies. Before we leave, Wanda insists we take a picture together. We pose, then head out on our first date. In the garage, Nat walks towards her motorcycle.

“Are we riding your bike tonight?” I ask, excited.

“Yes, we are. Are you afraid?” Nat teases.

“No, not at all. I’ve always wanted to ride with you. Let’s go!” I say. Nat grabs her helmet and a spare one, helping me put it on before we hop on her bike. I hold on tight as we take a peaceful ride together. I don’t even care where we’re going; I’m just enjoying the ride, the cool fall breeze, and the company.

After a bit of a drive, we arrive at our destination: the state fair.

“The state fair! I’ve always wanted to go!” I exclaim, ready to go inside.

“I know. That’s why I bought us tickets,” Nat says, holding up two tickets. “I remember you telling us how badly you wanted to go, so I thought it’d be perfect for our date.” She smirks, and I can’t help but smile back.

“What are we waiting for? Let’s go!” I grab her hand and rush us to the entrance. I’m practically bouncing with excitement. Once inside, we buy ride tickets. Nat gets enough for us to go on every ride twice if we want. She says she wants us to have the best time without worrying about tickets. That’s one of the perks of being an Avenger; we’re well compensated for what we do.

We have a blast at the fair, riding all the rides, eating deliciously greasy food (and agreeing we’ll need two hard workouts tomorrow to burn it off), and playing games. Nat even wins me a huge stuffed bear, which I adore.

After a long night, we take a scenic route home, enjoying each other's company. When we arrive at the compound, I somehow manage to fit my giant stuffed bear on the back fo her bike. Nat walks me to my door.

“I had a great night with you. I can’t wait for more,” Nat says, glancing at my lips, and then back to my eyes.

“Me too. These past few days have been the best I’ve ever had. Being an experiment for Hydra was the hardest part of my life, but now it feels worth it because it led me to you and Wanda,” I say softly.

“I’m glad you feel that way,” Nat smiles, looking at my lips again.

“If you want to kiss me, go ahead. I’ve been waiting all night for it,” I tease. Nat grins and closes the distance between us. Her kiss is passionate and full of emotion, leaving me weak in the knees. After a few minutes, we finally pull away, gasping for breath.

“Wow,” I manage to say, and Nat chuckles.

“So are you coming into our room tonight? I like having you there with Wanda and me” she says to me.

“I mean if you both don’t mind, I would love to join,” I say trying not to sound too excited. 

“Okay meet us in our room once you finish showering and we can cuddle for the whole night,” Nat says then gives me one more peck on the lips and heads to her room. I shower and get ready to head to their room. Once I get into their room we cuddle once again to sleep.

This is the best part of my day, sleeping with the most beautiful woman in the world. I can’t wait for what is next in our relationship.

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