Series summary: Your relationship with yourself was coming to an end so finally you decided to explore your true self.
Word count: 1.2k
Chapter paring: black!reader x Natasha
Warnings: 18+ content, minors do not interact, explicit language, sexual content, light smut
A/N: This is my first time posting something here on tumblr, please let me know what do you think (english is not my native language so if you notice any grammar or spelling mistake please let me know)
You're heartfelt heavier as you got closer to the building.
“You got this,” you said to yourself, your steps were so light that anyone could say that someone entered the edifice.
Slowly you reached the reception but regretted all your life decisions as soon the receptionist’s blue eyes met yours.
“Welcome to the Avengers, how can I help you?” her sweet voice reached my ears as you struggled to remember all the sentences you practiced the night before, but your mind was empty at that moment.
“I- I” your voice cracked as soon you opened your mouth, anxiety took over your body as you tried to formulate a normal sentence, she raised her eyebrow in a questioning way and that made you more nervous than before and you squeezed harder your bag handle.
Okay Y/N calm down
“Ehm, good morning” you finally said “I have an interview with Miss Romanoff at 10”
She looked at me for a few more seconds and then moved her gaze to the monitor of the computer.
“You must be Y/N Y/S, Miss Romanoff is waiting for you in her office” her eyes scanned my body from head to toe like questioning my presence there.
You thanked her quickly before turning around in the direction of Miss Romanoff’s office but you stopped as soon as you realized you had no idea where it was.
So you cursed yourself for not asking it before, but now you were again in front of the receptionist that looked a little annoyed by your presence.
As soon as I parted my lips she stopped me “Take the elevator, sixth floor, second door on the left” she said quickly before returning to what she was doing.
Thanking her again before moving forward the elevator, you didn’t even remember how you find yourself in front of a door with the wording “Natasha Romanoff, director”.
Never in your life, you thought you would find yourself in a place like that, you fought with yourself deciding to knock or running away, this could be the best or worst decision you ever made in your life.
You let out a sigh before lifting your hand to knock at the door, not long after you heard a soft voice inviting you to enter, as soon you were in you were amazed by the design and the different furniture, it was simple and at the same time elegant and sophisticated.
“Y/N, please come in and have a seat” seeing you standing at the door she pointed at the gray modern couch on your left, slowly you walked towards it as you saw her figure come closer to mine.
“So, let me first introduce myself,” she said with a soft smile on her lips as she made herself comfortable on the couch “My name is Natasha Romanoff and I’m the founder and director of Avengers company, I created this company 5 years ago after years on the same sector because I felt that this type of industry needed more content created by a woman don’t you think?” her eyes were pinned on mine as waiting for an answer but the only thing you could think about was her beauty.
You blinked realizing you’ve been quiet for a long time and replied “You’re right” you agreed with her because you remember how much time you spent looking for the perfect video but they were all the same, and in particular focused on the male gaze.
“Good to know that we think the same way” she smiled “anyway, mine is a serious company and I care about the content that we create and importantly the wellbeing of my employees.”
She took a paper, that I didn’t notice, from behind her “Looking at your application I can see that you never had experience in this type of industry, so tell me why you’re here?”
This was the question that you were thinking about over and over since you applied, you don’t know what type of obscure and sadic demon encouraged you to apply to a similar position but in the end, you did it and here you were.
Your parents would be so disappointed, and for this reason, you felt so ashamed of yourself, but at the same time, you felt free to finally do something you always just dreamed about.
“Well, I’d say that for one time in my life I’m doing what I want to do for me, I know this might be seen odd but ”
You signed looking down at your fingers playing with the bag, not being able to keep eye contact with her piercing eyes “I dreamed and thought about doing this a lot of times but never found the courage to do it, maybe was the fear of being rejected for my appearance or the judgment I would have received from people I know and a lot of other factors” a sad giggle left my lips “but now I’m here I want to do it, I want to do it for me.”
You finished moving your gaze back to hers, your eyes blinked rapidly to avoid any tear falling.
She smiled at me sadly and moved her body nearer yours, you didn’t push back when you felt her soft hand caressing your cheek.
For a while we just stayed like that, looking into each other eyes.
“Baby,” she called me breaking the silence,” I think I know what’s going on inside your head, I think that for all this time you fought your true self to come out just to please others and you did it for so long that you can't even see how beautiful you are, and I feel so happy too see someone finally trying to do what they want ”
A tear felt and she gently swiped it away.
“I want to be clear with you” she declare a little more serious “I don’t usually employ beginners” that said you felt like your heart was ripped away from your chest, you lower your head feeling stupid for thinking that a company like the Avengers would have assumed someone like you, all the insecurities come up all together making you want to disappear right away.
“But” you felt her fingers on your chin lifting your head to meet her gaze once again “you’re something else, I can feel it” her thumb traced my lips as she moved closer and closer, you were able to feel eyes all over your body but especially on your lips “you’re special” she whispered before placing her lips on yours.
Her lips felt so soft on yours, you panicked when you felt her tongue teasing your bottom lip, you moaned when you let her in, one of her hands was placed behind your neck to keep you still while the other one was caressing your waist.
You let her dominate the kiss and it felt so good and wrong at the same time, you never kissed a girl and never been kissed during an interview, you shouldn't be kissing her but you couldn’t stop your body didn’t stop so you didn’t.
A little whine left your lips when she broke the kiss making her smirk.
I’m 20 years old and I have absolutely no idea of what i’m doing with my life.
I dropped everything.
School.
Work.
Even dance classes that I used to love.
Now I live with my family, “looking for” a job, I applied for an agency that should help me find one.
But I’m not sure if I want to, right now the only thing that I want is doing nothing, closing myself in a room and having no interaction with anyone, but the most important thing is to turn off my mind.
I hate it
I would feel so much better if i could just turn it off and feel nothing.
I feel like I’m not meant for this world, everyone around me is reminding me things I should be doing but I’m not, my parents, my sister, my friends and social media, everywhere I turn there’s someone reminding me that I’m not doing enough, that I’M NOT ENOUGH.
I’m so tired of being me
I tried doing something, daily routine, journal, skin care, change diet but nothing, and in the end I always find a way to turn into me again.
Many times I thought about ending things, but I didn’t.
Too afraid of what people would think of me after, too afraid of what my relatives would think of my parents and so many things.
But what if I did it? How would people react?
I think they would be sorry for a little and then totally forget about me.
And maybe it’s better.
Even if I started therapy, I feel like nothing is changing and this is making me feel worse, like there is no hope for me.
Even if I have no right to feel this way, I can’t stop.
I have a family, a house, I don’t really worry about money, I have a car and a couple of friends that care about me… but here I am.
Feeling like shit, a garbage, a mess and a weight everyday.
Series summary: Your relationship with yourself was coming to an end so finally you decided to explore your true self.
word count: 1.3k
Chapter paring: black!reader x Natasha, black!reader Tony
Warnings: 18+ content, minors do not interact, explicit language, sexual content, smut
A/N: This is my first time posting something here on tumblr, please let me know what do you think (english is not my native language so if you notice any grammar or spelling mistake please let me know)
The interview with Natasha continued as nothing happened, she explained how they worked and what you would have to do.
She was really serious when she told that she cared a lot about the well-being of her employer there are periodical gynecological and blood exams, there is also the presence of a psychologist, and all of this is offered by the company.
“So tell me, what do you think?” she asked you at the end “Are you one of us?”
At the question, your eyes met hers looking for reassurance and that was what you found, her green eyes told you everything you needed.
“I’m in”
~~~
A sigh felt your lips as you throw yourself on the couch, your mind couldn't stop brooding about the events of a few hours ago, the anxiety and tension at first and then my cry, the way Natasha understood me so well, and then the kiss.
This felt so surreal.
You bite your lips replaying the kiss on your mind, the way her warm lips felt on yours and the way your skin burned under her touch like what we were doing was erroneous, you liked it, no, you loved it, your core trembled to imagine what could have happened if you didn’t stop.
The phone’s ringing brought you back to reality, picking it up you noticed that it was your mother, annoyed you answered.
“Hi mum”
“Hey sweetheart, how are you?” from her tone you could already tell where this conversation was going to end.
“I’m good mum, what about you? and dad, how is he?”
“We all doing well thanks to god” the both of us became quiet,
“So…” she speaks again “something new to tell me?”
Here we go again.
“Mum..” your eyes closed in annoyance.
“Dear you know that I care about you and your future”
“We already talked about this mum, please” you didn’t want to discuss this again, you already made clear what your thoughts were but she couldn’t understand you at all so what was the point of trying again.
“Y/N, you need to consider again returning to college, you were and still are a brilliant student, you don’t want to throw away your life like this”
“So do you know what I want? Mum, if you understood me for real we would have never had this type of conversation but here we are” your tone was getting angrier and angrier.
“Y/N, I just want the best for you” she tried to sound nice but could hear the disappointment in her voice. “look at your sister, she’s almost finished her studies and she’s younger than you.” tears filled your eyes as frustration sprinted all over your body.
“Mum I need to go,” you said rapidly
“Wait -” she tried to say something but you ended the call and threw your phone on the other side of the couch.
You hated when your mother started to talk like that, you already disliked yourself for having such a chaotic mind.
She was right you were good in college, my grades weren’t excellent but reasonable, in addition, you were the first child and this added so many expectations from all my relatives and friends who always said that you going to be an amazing lawyer and many other things, so I believed them continued my studies in that rank feeling like it was the right thing to do.
But it wasn’t.
In the first month, you already felt overwhelmed by the pressure of not being enough motivated, not having perfect grades, not being
I've never been enough.
Not for school, not for my parents even for myself.
The phone ringing made you groan, you didn’t even check who was calling because you already knew who it was.
"Mum please don't -" your voice cracked when you heard who was on the other side of the line.
"Well, hello to you too"
“Miss Romanoff...” you mumbled embarrassed as soon as you recognized her voice
“Well I’d say that ‘mum’ is quite excessive, I prefer being called mummy ”
My whole body was on fire, your mind didn’t have time to process the fact that on the phone was Natasha and not your mother and then she just said something like that.
Your throw went dry as you tried to formulate a reply that made sense but all that came out was a complex of weird noises.
"Sweetheart, are you there?” she sounded a little worried now.
“Yes, I’m here” I managed to reply.
“Great” her voice relaxed, “I called you because this Friday we are having a party with all the employees of the company, I would really appreciate your presence, ”
My body froze once again, the thought of meeting all of those professionals, the thought of being the new one, the thought of being inappropriate, all of this in my head…
“I don’t know, you sure? I don’t want to be out of place”
“Are you kidding me? This is your occasion to know everybody, even the ones you’re going to work with so I think this is better for you baby, and don’t worry I’ll be there too”
“Then I think I have to look for a dress for the night”
“Don’t worry about that I already have everything settled, you just have to show up at the address I’m sending you at 8 p.m alright?”
Soon the call ended and I was alone again with my thoughts.
What the hell am I doing?
~~~
Friday arrived really quickly and you found yourself in front of the mirror looking at your reflection, the dress that Natasha picked for you fitted you perfectly, it was a Bordeaux colored dress that embraced your body in the right places showing your curves, it reached the mid of thigh, the V neck showed some cleavage but not too much even though you felt a little bit exposed. But once you get your makeup and hair done your confidence started to make its way into you.
“You got this” you said to yourself, with that you took your purse and coat and moved downstairs once reached the floor you got the notification on your phone that your uber arrived.
Not so loud music reached your ears as soon as you entered the room, your eyes couldn’t stop moving around, everything ends everyone was so beautiful, just by being in there you could’ve felt some kind of magic.
You were so deep in your thoughts that didn’t notice Natasha’s presence until she touched your shoulder.
“You look amazing y/n” a soft smile was placed on her visage, she was breathtaking, she wore a silk black dress that reached just above her ankle, simple but on her was the most beautiful dress she ever saw.
“Thank you, in particular for the dress, it’s beautiful, you didn’t have to do it” you couldn’t even think about how much it could’ve cost.
“Don’t worry about it, it was a pleasure, and I’m more than happy that you like it” how could a woman be so fascinating, while she spoke you couldn’t stop looking at the way her lips moved,
you would've loved to kiss her again. “C’mon let me introduce the others” her hand on your back pushed you more into the room.
The night was going better than you imagined, Natasha’s presence helped you open up a little, she made you meet different figures of the agency, such as producers and cinematographers.
“You never get one wrong, you always find the most beautiful women” one of them said checking you out, you knew that in any other circumstance you would’ve felt discomfort and some kind of disgust but at that moment you only felt great and desired, you absolutely loved that feeling.
“Well, I’d say I have a good taste” Natasha’s eyes met mines just before her glace reached your lips.
“I’m very disappointed on you Nat” a male voice from your back made you two turn around.
“What is it this time Tony?” her voice came out playful and at the same time a little bit annoyed.
“I don’t know” he looked between me and her “maybe the fact you didn’t introduce me to this beauty” he continued taking my hand kissing it.
“Well, y/n l/n. Let me introduce to you Tony Stark, your first coworker.”
Pairing: Ari Levinson x Female!Reader
Word Count: 13,351
Summary: You lived a quiet, boring life with your gran, avoiding your omega designation and terrified at the mere concept of alphas…until a kind, handsome alpha buys the cabin up the hill from yours and inadvertently turns your simple, little life upside down.
Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Explicit language. A/B/O dynamics. Innocent!Virgin!Reader. Slight age gap (liiike 10 years). Minor character deaths. Violence. Murder. Reference to domestic violence. Reference to alcoholism. Reference to murder. Kidnapping. Slight bondage. Slight dub con. Vaginal fingering. Unprotected sex. Dirty talk. Praise kink. Slight innocence kink. Soft!dark elements. AU. 18+ only!
A/N: Eeeep this is my first entry into my 5K Soft Dark Challenge 😍As per usual, it’s a long oneshot (can’t stop, won’t stop). But! I come bearing (and baring) lumberjack!alpha!Ari so liiike enjoy 😘
P.S. I’m learning as much as I love reading A/B/O fics, it doesn’t seem to come naturally for me to write them, so forgive any misalignments from standards or unstellar trope formulas lol. And massive thanks to @river-soul for spitballing with me and letting me pick your A/B/O loving brain, and shoutout to @syntheticavenger because I’m obsessed with your A/B/O fics, your alpha!Ransom tho 😍🤤
“We often want it so badly that we ruin it before it begins. Overthinking. Fantasizing. Imagining. Expecting. Worrying. Doubting. Just let it naturally evolve.”
Description: You’re a young girl, who’s a little bit introverted and afraid to be under everybody’s eyes.
You only have your best friend, but it’s ok for you. You don’t want to be popular and believe in minimal things.
One day you meet a guy. Or two?
Jungkook x Reader
The imagines I used are not mine
Credit to the owners
