Oh goodness! I read your Natasha and cute lil adoptive!daughter story and it was just so incredibly adorable!! also loved the tony moment :,) so i came up with another one: so let’s say again r is still very young & nat leaves for like a couple hours & comes back to tony having given r way too much sugar so she’s all hyper, running & jumping around lmao
(maybe her mom trying to catch her whilst being mad at tony lol)
Having out with Tony would be super cool! Reader is living life in this one.
Authors note - slowly but surely getting through my requests. Thank you all so much for asking me to write. Been enjoying it so much so keep em coming!
Warnings - I think there’s a couple of swears in there somewhere but other than that nothing.
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The Manny Diaries
As a parent, the majority of the time it was best to keep your child to a routine. Naps at the same time, dinner at the same time and everything else in between that required the day to run smoothly. This also included filling your friends in on what to do when looking after your child. Which is was Natasha did. But maybe she asked the wrong person to babysit.
“She needs to be put down for a nap at 1, right after you’ve fed her because that’s when she gets tired. Are you listening?”
“Yeah for sure, nap before she eats then run around and get tired, yeah got it”
“No Tony, food then nap-“
“I’m joking, I’ve got this. Now hurry up and go so I can spend some quality time with the kid”
“If you need anything just ring me, please”
“We won’t need anything, will we Y/N?” Tony asked. You shook your head from where you sat on the sofa in the common room.
Natasha hadn’t even left the building and she was starting to regret leaving you with Tony already.
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You loved spending time with Tony. He let you do whatever you want. Your mum was still fun ofcourse, but she wouldn’t let you eat handfuls of junk food like Mr Stark does.
“That good?” Lunch was cheeseburgers. Obviously. It wouldn’t be a Tony stark lunch if cheeseburgers weren’t involved.
You didn’t even bother replying, you stuffing your face was enough of an answer to his question.
“What do you wanna do after? We can go for a drive or-“
“Suit” you blurted out.
“You want to play with the suit? Now that’s what I’m talking about. Finish up then we can get you strapped in”
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“Right” you heard Tony’s muffled voice through the helmet. “Lift up your hand so I can put the glove on”
This was why Natasha didn’t like Tony looking after you. For a genius he was utterly clueless on how to look after a child. Who in there right might would think letting a three year old play with an iron man suit?
Once he had put your hand into the glove, which was more like a sleeve on your little arm, he held your hand up making you do his signature firing pose.
“Alright so when a bad guy is coming towards you what do you do?”
Having taught you this before, you shouted “pew” in the direction of the imaginary villain.
Tony then imitated a big explosion with his mouth and picked you up pretending you had flown away from the eruption. All you could do was squeal as he ran around his lab with you in his arms.
The fun was short lived though as a ringing sound came from inside the helmet. You saw Natasha’s face on the caller I.D and started squealing again.
“Mama, it’s mama!”
“Oh shit, I mean uh, F.R.I.D.A.Y transfer the call my phone please”. Once Tony had said this, your mother face left the screen.
“Hey Tony, how are things?” You heard her say I’ve the speaker.
“All good at this neck of the woods, ringing to keep an eye on me are you?”
“I knew you were a smart boy Stark. How was she going to sleep? She give you any trouble?”
Shit. Tony had completely forgotten about your nap. You weren’t giving him any reason to think you were tired so he didn’t think to get you ready for bed. He see why he thought the impromptu mission was necessary.
“She went down like a dream, you’ve raised a good one there Nat” he lied, hoping to butter her up before his inevitable grilling later.
“I speak to mama?” Your little voice asked from by Tony’s side. All he did was shake his head and put his finger to his lips in an effort to keep you quiet.
Pulling on the leg of his jeans to get his attention again, you made him jump and the sudden act, causing him to swing his arms and knock over some stuff off his desk. All that could be heard from your mothers end of the phone was a loud crash.
“What was that Tony?”
“Ow! shit, nothing got to go Romanoff bye” he hung up before you could cause any more issues.
He looked down at you with a smirk as you still had the helmet on
“Your mother is going to kill me”
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The fact that so much time had now passed since you were supposed to take your nap, Tony took it upon himself to try and keep you awake instead.
“I’ve got a surprise for you” Tony said as he made his way from the kitchen, hands behind his back.
You turned your head towards him, confusion painting your features. What was he up to?
“How about we have a little bit of a pre home time treat, because you’ve been so good”. Of course you wanted a treat.
You were a kid for Christ sake and what kid turned down treats.
With an enthusiastic nod you got up from where you were sat on the floor and ran over to Tony. You stood at his feet waiting patiently for him to reveal what he had a hold of.
“I thought we could have some…CANDY!” He shouted the last word and you instantly grabbed the bag when you showed it to you. Yeah Tony was definitely your favourite now.
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“What the hell did you do Tony?” Natasha shouted as she chased you around the room.
“Nothing! Why would you think I’ve done something?”
“Because she’s running around like a crazy person and won’t let me take her home” she nodded in the direction of the corridor that you were now running up and down in.
“Well what can I say, that nap really did wonders”
“I’m serious Tony what happened?” Natasha had her infamous glare plastered on her face. Eyebrow raised and arms folded across her chest.
“She might have found the candy”
“Found the candy or was handed the candy?
His time was up so he might as well come clean. “Fine, I forgot her nap cause we were playing with the suit and-“
“You did what!? You let her play with suit? You know I don’t like her near that shit Tony!”
“She asked!”
“She’s a child, just say no!”
“But she’s so cute I couldn’t resist. How do you do it? Are you some sort of witch that puts a spell on her so you are blind to her cuteness?”
“Well thanks to you she’s going to be a menace for the rest of the day. Remind me to never ask you to watch her again. As punishment you can wrangle her while I eat whatever candy she didn’t get to”
Summary: You waited months for Natasha to return home from a mission. When she does, you feel like you’ll never leave her side.
Word Count: 326
Warnings: Light angst and mentions of loneliness.
A/N: My blurbs have been incredibly short lately, and for that I apologize. I’ll try to make them a bit longer so they’re actually worth reading, I promise. Just motivation things and life. Anyways, I’m ranting, enjoy :)
Natasha had gone on another mission. The redhead went on missions left and right- which sucked for you, you couldn’t lie. You barely saw her with the amount the redhead was gone. Even if she was in the city, she was usually in the compound, working with the Avengers.
Everything just felt so hard without the redhead by your side. Without her hugs, without her smiles. Just without her.
You brushed off your thoughts while you anxiously tapped your foot against the airport carpet. Your girlfriend should be leaving the airplane any minute now. You would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous- it had been three months.
You gasped when you saw Natasha exit the terminal, running towards you with open arms, completely disregarding her luggage. You let a couple of tears slide when she practically picked you up, squeezing you so tightly you felt your lungs were going to collapse.
“I missed you so much, baby. God, I missed you. I love you, I love you.” Natasha repeated into your ear, saying the words over and over as if she was a broken record of some sort.
The moment was quickly interrupted by an airline worker blushing profusely and shifting around, tapping Natasha’s shoulder and gesturing towards her suitcase, “I’m very sorry to bother you ma’am, but I believe this is your luggage. Have a nice evening.”
The flight attendant awkwardly shuffled away, and you had to stop yourself from bursting out in laughter. “Well, you got your luggage!” Natasha nodded while she laughed, and you both awkwardly headed back home.
The car ride was silent except for the music softly playing from the radio and Natasha occasionally speaking up to tell a story from her mission.
You finally arrived at your house, intertwining your hands as you walked into the place you called home. You looked up at Natasha with loving eyes and let out a content sigh,
THIS IS SO CUTE OMG. the reunion ahhh my heart exploded. and nat repeating “i love you” over and over made my heart go djdjdjdjbd. your writing never fails to put a smile on my face <3
pairing: natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff x reader ♡
genre: fluff ♡
summary: a mishap with bruce unfolds with comical results♡
word count: 2k ♡
a/n: the song is half crazy by musiq soulchild if you’d like to listen while you read ♡ thank you for reading and have a good day, my angels! ♡
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bruce was stumped.
he was very sure he had seen something he was not supposed to see, but he was very afraid to do something about it.
it wasn’t that he didn’t care or that he was too absorbed with his own self: he just didn’t want anyone getting hurt.
yesterday, bruce had seen you with natasha. he had loped into the kitchen to get some more coffee when he heard natasha’s melodic giggle and the sound of your raucous laughter. you were leaning over the counter, shaking with laughter while natasha was clumsily handling a pan with food in it. bruce didn’t pay much attention to this. he merely greeted the two of you and apologized for intruding. he was in the middle of pouring some coffee into his mug when he spotted you draping your arm over natasha’s shoulder and slapping a sweet kiss to her lips. he nearly dropped his mug, quickly averting his eyes and sprinkling some sugar into the brown concoction steaming beneath his nose. his cheeks had grown beet red and he swore he tripped as he filtered back to the lab.
he didn’t have a problem with two of his teammates dating. he thought that all of them deserved romance just like anyone else, especially with all the trauma and stress they had to face.
that wasn’t the problem.
the problem had to do with something else he’d witnessed.
three days before, he and tony had come with a pizza delivery to take to the lab. while traipsing past the living room, they befell the sight of you cuddling with wanda on the couch. your limbs were entangled together, the soft cotton of wanda's sweatshirt pressing against your cheek. it was an intimate scene and even tony felt his cheeks burning a little at the sight. the two hyper-intelligent scientists offered some pizza before scurrying back to the lab and focusing themselves with work.
the sight of you with wanda didn't even touch his mind again until he saw you in the kitchen with natasha. and now, here he is pacing in his room because he doesn't know if he should say something to wanda or not.
what if she gets upset with him? throws him against the wall with her powers?
or what if she already knows and doesn't want to hear him confirm that he saw you with another woman?
what was he going to do?
a knock at the door ripped bruce from his thoughts. he quickly scampered to the door, closing his hand around the knob and drawing it open. thor was standing in the doorway, his hair looking frazzled and sweat glistening on his arms. his large chest heaved with heavy breaths as his large eyes stared wide-eyed at bruce beneath blonde brows.
"thor? what's wrong?"
"banner, i need to speak with you urgently," thor husked, gruffly. "may i enter?"
bruce stood aside, watching as thor loudly lumbered into his room. the god awkwardly tottered in the center of the room, fiddling with his fingers.
"is everything alright, thor?" bruce found that all his thoughts from earlier had left his head. he had never seen his friend acting like this.
"no, it isn't, banner," thor said, gruffly, his fingers balled into a tight fist. "i saw something despicable."
"what did you see?"
"i saw y/n," he panted. "i've always enjoyed their company, they were so kind to me when we first met and always went out of their way to help. i never imagined they would do something like this."
bruce felt himself blanch. he quickly cleared his throat. "thor, what exactly did you see?"
thor dragged his hand down his sweaty face. "first, i saw y/n leaving natasha in the gym. they gave her a kiss and then left. well, i come back up an hour later and pass by their room and i look in the doorway and they're making out with wanda!"
bruce's mouth fell open.
he wasn't the only one seeing things. how absolutely foolish could you be to do it twice and in the open of the compound where anyone could see without a doubt?
"i saw something like that too," bruce gasped.
thor's face grew red with anger.
"banner, you're not lying?" he spluttered.
the two men stared at each other, eyes bloated with shock. they couldn't believe you of all people would even do this. you were undoubtedly the kindest out of all the avengers. you always helped everyone and baked sweets for the team to eat when they were stressed. steve even often gave you stern lectures since you had a habit of putting yourself in danger on missions. how could you be such a player?
"i must confront them," thor said, puffing out his chest. "i cannot allow natasha or wanda to go on without knowing the truth."
bruce nodded, firmly. "i agree. i'll come with you. when should we do it?"
"now!" thor said. "natasha is no longer training and as far as i know, wanda and y/n are still together. this cannot go on any longer."
he stomped out of the room, his heavy footsteps shaking the furniture. bruce trailed behind, wiping his palms on his pants. he could only hope this would go well.
thor walked straight down the hall and briskly curved to the left, loudly slamming the door open to your room. bruce quickly joined his side, peeking over the god's large muscles to see an outrageous sight:
you were lounging on your bed, nestled in the arms of natasha while wanda leaned on a pillow, her legs reclined over yours. bruce chanced a glance at thor, who had a vein nearly leaping out of his temple.
"get away from her immediately!" thor roared, pointing a large finger at your face.
you squealed with shock and fell out of natasha's arms, falling backwards on the bed. in your fright, you tumbled off of the bed and landed in a heap by wanda's shoes on the floor.
"y/n!" wanda leaned over the bed, giggling as she lifted you onto your feet. "silly, haven't i told you to pay attention when you do that?"
"sorry," you said, sheepishly, fixing your clothes. "thor, what's wrong?" you fixed the burly god with a set of sweet, puppy like eyes. bruce watched thor waver for a second before his mouth fixed with a grimace and he clenched his fists.
"you have been disrespecting both of these women! going behind their backs, kissing them and then behaving as if you're innocent!"
bruce smiled with victory as your mouth fell open and your face blanched. wanda looked shocked and for the first time bruce watched as a heated blush fell over natasha's cheeks.
"i-i," you couldn't help but stammer. how the hell were you going to explain this?
"natasha, wanda, i'm sorry that this has happened to you both," bruce said, awkwardly stowing his hands in his pockets. "neither of you deserve this." his voice had grown icy and hard as steel. his eyes were hard as he gazed at you. "you should be ashamed of yourself, y/n."
reflexively, tears started in your eyes. you hated being talked to like that, even when you were in the wrong. maybe you should've told them instead of doing it like this.
"you'd better be glad i don't have my hammer," thor growled. "or i swear, i'll --"
"stop!"
everyone froze and craned their necks to look at wanda who was standing in front of you as if guarding you with her body. her eyes were wide and she looked almost angry.
"what is it, wanda?" thor said, gently. "i know you must be hurt, but you mustn't defend them for this."
"no, you have it wrong," natasha said, scratching her neck. neither bruce or thor had ever seen her look so awkward. "th-that's not -- you have it all -- y/n isn't cheating."
bruce looked at thor, who appeared just as confused.
"what's going on then?" he asked as thor grumbled softly to himself.
"we're all dating," wanda said, reaching behind her to grab your hand. "all of us."
"for a while now," natasha said, sounding more firm. "no one is cheating on anyone. we're all in love with each other."
thor made a sound as if he was choking, while bruce just remained rooted to the spot.
no one was cheating? you all were...together?
"s-s-sorry," you said, meekly, staring at your shoes. "i should've let you all know so that you didn't get confused."
"no, baby," natasha said, hanging an arm around your shoulder. "don't apologize. you didn't do anything wrong." her emerald green eyes suddenly hardened with anger and turned onto bruce and thor. "it's not your fault that people assumed things."
"yes, dear," wanda growled, red twirls of magic suddenly enveloping her fingers. "it's not your fault at all."
"whoah, whoah, whoah!" bruce immediately raced his hands as thor let out a high-pitched squeal like a banshee. he couldn't believe that a large god was actually cowering behind him in fright. "natasha, wanda -- listen -- wait --"
"i didn't mean it, i'm sorry!" thor shouted, tears dripping down his cheeks. "natasha, please don't that thing when you choke people with your legs! i swear, i'll do anything!"
"me too!" bruce nearly shouted, watching as wanda's eyes began to glow red. "please, please!"
both of them were on their knees now, watching as the two women began to stalk towards them.
"wait!" you said, immediately leaping forward. "hold on, guys!" you folded your hand around wanda's elbow, your other hand clutching natasha's wrist. "yes, they were wrong, but they don't deserve this!"
immediately, natasha lowered her raised fists and wanda's magic withered out like smoke. bruce let out a breath he didn't even know he'd had trapped inside. thor's sobs still sounded quietly through the room.
"we should still punish them, love," natasha said, crossly. "don't be so kind, angel, we've talked about this."
"nat's right," wanda said, crossing her arms. "remember how we talked about standing up for yourself? come on, do something to them."
you closed your eyes, thinking to yourself. you weren't going to do any harm to thor and bruce, that just wasn't in your nature. however, you were angry and felt like doing something would be just. you couldn't think of the best way to get your revenge.
"y/n, we're sorry!" bruce said, earnestly. "i promise you that we will never do anything like this again."
"never!" thor said, loudly.
you nodded your head, pursing your lips. "i do have an idea."
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you clambered into the kitchen, wiping petals of sleep from your eyes. a smile found itself on your lips when you felt a hand rubbing on your back. you turned to see wanda behind you, blinking sleepily.
"good morning, my love," she said, pressing a sweet kiss to your mouth. "how'd you sleep?"
"great! you?"
"wonderfully," she directed you to the table where natasha sat with her arms neatly folded on the table. you sat in the chair and leaned to give natasha a kiss.
"good morning, honey," natasha said, happily. "you two look well rested." she smiled as wanda softly kissed her cheek.
"how about you, nat?"
"great!" natasha said, smirking to herself. "i'm ready for this morning to start. boys, come on out!"
you bit back a laugh as thor and bruce seemingly shuffled out of nowhere, dressed in elegant black suits with plates in their hands. wanda and natasha especially looked pleased, and wanda even giggled to herself as thor set down a plate of breakfast in front of her.
"for you, y/n," bruce sat down a plate in front of you, bowing his head.
"thanks, bruce," you said, grabbing your fork. "looks yummy."
"alright boys, you're dismised," wanda said, yawning and stretching her arms. "see you tomorrow!"
bruce rolled his eyes and quietly padded out of the room, thor grumbling to himself as he followed him. you finally released the laugh you'd been bottling inside, smiling at your girlfriends.
"you guys were right," you said, taking a drink of orange juice. "revenge can be pretty sweet."
I LOVED THIS SO MUCH AHHHHH, bruce and thor really though they were onto something😭 i love how we made them make us cook for us. wanda and nat my beloveds ahhh this was so cute❤️
Summary: Natasha prefers to live in the moment and not think about life after being an avenger. After the final battle everyone's talking about a happy ending including retirement, but what about Natasha?
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Warnings: heart break angst
Notes: I have a second part written for this, if y'all want it then let me know :)
Word Count: 764
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'Natty?' You asked hesitantly, looking at the ground.
'What's up dorogoy?' Natasha came and sat next to you lifting your head up to look at her. She placed a soft kiss on your lips.
'Do you have any plans for when you're no longer an avenger?' This question had been on your mind for weeks. The other avengers had been talking about the future and what they wanted from life in retirement. It made you think what Natasha would want.
'Hmm,' Natasha pondered the thought, 'I don't think I could imagine a life where I'm not an avenger,'
'Come on Natty. You haven't thought about life after all of this?' You huffed starting to get insecure that Natasha didn't imagine a future with you.
'I guess hypothetically, maybe I'd like to try tiny home living. Somewhere off the grid away from the rush of a big city. Trying my hand at gardening would be fun I guess. Norway seems nice,' You didn't expect this to come from Natasha, you always thought she'd want to stay close to the compound and the other avengers, 'But it's all just a hypothetical, I don't think I'd ever retire but I'll always want you,'
Natasha's last comment didn't make you happy but you didn't have the time to react before she had left you alone in your shared room. Natasha confirmed your fear though, you were both on separate pages when it came to the future.
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Seven years had come and gone and you never approached that topic with Natasha again. You learned to live in the moment when it came to Natasha, though at the back of your mind you were scared to lose her to her job.
You were all so happy, you managed to bring back the half of the world that had been blipped 5 years prior. You were happy in the moment. You caught Natasha as she threw herself in your arms.
'Thank you for helping me do this detka,' You shared a deep passionate kiss.
Days after bringing the world back, talks of retirement ran through the compound. You tried to not think about it, afraid of Natasha's answer. Seven years ago this seemed so far away but now it was here you were dreading what the future had in store. More importantly you were scared of whether you still had a future with Natasha.
'What are you thinking about detka?' Natasha had noticed how quiet you had been lately. She was worried about you.
'What are your plans-,'
'Not this again,' Natasha tensed beside you and paused the movie you were watching.
'What do you mean 'not this again'. We haven't talked about it for seven years Natasha,' You shook your head, 'Isn't this something we should talk about?'
'What's there to talk about,' Natasha was growing impatient at the conversation, 'There isn't a world where I'll retire. I'd rather die on a mission then sit back and watch the world crumble,'
'We're partners Natasha. It used to be us against the world. When was it you decided you were going to let it all go, let me go, and become this?' You gestured towards Natasha. You never thought Natasha would let you go, but you should have realised she wouldn't let her job go either.
'I guess when you decided that the world didn't need saving. You know how the world is, they need me,' Natasha would risk losing you if it meant she didn't have to let her job go. That was the reality you were facing but didn't want to accept. You came second to Natasha's career.
'Well let me ask you this Natasha,' You stood back putting space between you two, 'When did you decide that everyone else gets a happy ending, but you don't deserve one?' Tears from the anger rising inside were threatening to fall. You had hoped for this to go a different way, but you weren't surprised at the way it had gone.
'Maybe this is my happy ending,' Natasha sighed out. She had accepted the end of your relationship throughout this conversation. The guilt at the thought of not being around to help save the world outweighed the ache in her chest at the thought of not having you anymore.
'Well this isn't mine,' You got up and grabbed your keys. You just wanted to get away. The pain from your heart breaking was becoming too much to stay around Natasha, 'I've always needed you, Natasha, but I guess you don't need me. I always thought you were my happy ending,'
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