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about the author:
favorite harry potter character(s): Remus Lupin and Luna Lovegood
favorite mcu character(s): Bucky Barnes and Yelena Belova
favorite hunger games character(s): Gale Hawthorne and Primrose Everdeen
favorite percy jackson character(s): Annabeth Chase and Thalia Grace
favorite heroes of olympus character(s): Hazel Levesque
patronus: dolphin
house: ravenclaw
writing:
I write Harry Potter fanfics, MCU fanfics, and I'll probably do more in the future.
My requests are always open so feel free to suggest things! Never feel like a bother when asking, I appreciate your asks.
I do not write smut content so please do not suggest that. I do write about depression, self-doubt, suicide, blood, death, and other tws. I always disclose this information when I post content but just in case you don't see that or forget, this is what to expect.
notes:
I completely support the lgbtq+ community so please do not spread hate here. This is a safe place for everyone so lets keep it that way.
I do not stand by discrimination of any sort to any group. If you're anti-someone's race, please do not share that, it can be offensive and hurtful. (For example, insulting African-Americans, Asians, Jews, Muslims, Arabs, Indians, etc.)
I am a complete feminist and I stand by women so if you're a misogynist, get off my blog.
Please do not spread hate on my blog– or anyone's for that matter. These users work hard on everything they post so hating on them isn't ok.
This navigation will be edited from time to time in order to keep it up to date. I'll add masterlists and a library of fics I enjoy eventually.
@loopy-lupinn @slytherin-princess247 @yelenabelovastolemyheart @moony-t0ast @dancing-queen-17 @nats-dreamland @nikolatexla @mysticmyles @lightuponmyname @dracoslilangel @lupiningwolves @luvdreamer13 (+ any others I forgot, sorry, I love you all <3)
To my best friend, I'll love you forever - Yelena Belova x fem!reader
a/n: I feel like there's not enough platonic Y/N fanfictions. I was kind of thinking about this the other day. I know this is going to turn into a rant but on the rare occasion we do get to see Y/N's friendships and their relationships with their friends are in a fic where it's about romantic attraction. If you come across and MCU, HP, or THG fics that are platonic LMK!! I need this rn.
warnings: cuts, bruises, bandaging, bleeding, and mild injuries :)
enjoy 💞
You stepped inside the familiar hall, greeted by familiar smells.
"God, I missed this place," you mumbled, arm aching from carrying your duffel bag and Yelena's, due to her injury.
"Me too," agreed Yelena. "C'mon I can tell your arms are aching. Let's get to the apartment."
"Mkay," you said, hurrying over to the door to your apartment.
You sighed. "Ugh, goddamnit. I don't have the keys on me. One second."
"No, I got you," said Yelena, putting a hand in one of her vest pockets and pulling out a key. You could tell that she was trying not to groan in pain. She took the key and jammed it into the lock and twisted it. The door swung open.
"Thank you, Lena," you said, practically throwing your bags into the apartment to help Yelena safely make it to a chair.
"You're in so much pain," you whispered.
"Oh yeah."
You slowly and carefully lowered Yelena onto the couch and then left to go shut the apartment door.
"If you help me to the bathroom," said Yelena, making an attempt to stand up. "I can bathe myself."
"Yes, ma'am," you said, helping her up and guiding her to the bathroom. "You have everything?"
"Yep," said Yelena. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," you replied, your heart warming. "If you need any assistance, just holler. I'll make some boxed mac 'n cheese for when you get out."
"You're the best," said Yelena, grinning as she shut the door.
~~
"Wow, Lena, what'd you do to yourself?" you asked, helping her clean and bandage her cuts.
"I didn't do it on purpose," grumbled Yelena, looking at the gash on her arm that you were referring to. Yelena looked longingly at the empty pot of mac 'n cheese. "Are you sure you're qualified for this?"
"Let's make a deal, okay? We'll say I'm qualified and I'll make you more mac 'n cheese," you said, laughing slightly.
Hi everyone!
I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm in the process of doing a lot so I think I'm going to take a break from Tumblr.
I love Tumblr but I have to admit, it takes up a lot of my time and I think I need some time to focus on important things such as my friends, family, and myself.
I'm starting a new series which I'm excited about, I've gotten a lot of recommendations for this so I'm going to begin reading the Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer.
I'm also in the process of attempting writing a book (key word: attempting) so I'd really like to finish it soon because I think I've wasted a lot of time on that.
I love all of you and can't wait to come back :)
Edit: I'm also at 83 followers so I'm hoping to get to 100 by August!!
notes: uh. Hi? so sorry for not writing for awhile, i’ve had some health issues that i’ve had to deal with. i hope this is okay !! send in any hurt/comfort prompts and i’ll see if i can write them :3.
just reread this and oh my god its so bad im so sorry
warnings: not proofread, rusty writing, bullying :p
🏷: @c-is-writing ‹3
mamma!nat x adopted daughter!reader
masterlist
you knew somewhere in the back of your mind what they said to you wasn't true. you knew your mother loved you, cared about you, would do anything for you. but their words never failed to make doubt yourself and the love your mother had for you.
sure, you got some of the best grades in the school, you hardly ever went out or lied about going to parties. you never got into any kind of trouble, always doing your best to be what you thought to be expected of yourself.
but still, there was a part of you that felt like you could be better, like you weren't quite good enough to be natasha's kid.
"you alright?" your mother's voice snapped you out of your thoughts. you looked up towards your mom and smiled. "of course, why wouldn't i be?"
"i don't know, you just seem off today. i can't quite place it either, so i was just checking in."
"i'm okay, just stressed over homework." you didn't mention the fact that every day you were teased or walked over just for being the black widow's daughter. it was rather ironic to you because if natasha taught you nothing else she taught you how to defend yourself. you just never used it against other people, no matter how much you wanted to. getting in trouble didn’t seem worth the hassle.
"what's going on in your world?" you questioned, redirecting the conversation elsewhere.
natasha leaned over the kitchen counter, scrunching her face as she thought. "not much. i miss having you around though, it seems like you've always got school work and i don't see you as much as i used to." she pouted, sticking out her bottom lip.
you tensed at the mention of school, although you tried not to let it show.
fail.
natasha furrowed her eyebrows. "what's wrong?"
"nothing," you rushed out. "i just remembered i have a huge test tomorrow so i'm going to go study for it!"
you snuck past natasha before she could catch you, heading straight for your room. you locked the door behind you just incase.
it wasn't your homework you were stressed over, it was the insane amount of other people's homework you felt pressured to do. you were one person doing a workload for ten.
chemistry, english, history, physics and geometry were on your get-done list for tonight.
you cracked your knuckles and sighed, finally realizing just how overwhelmed you felt. you couldn't back out now though, you'd already told everyone you'd do their work for them.
but the nagging worry that you weren't good enough for natasha crept back into your mind not long after you'd already started.
'you'll never be good enough,' you remembered your peers saying. and now you'd heard it so many times it had to be true, right?
natasha couldn't love you as much as you wished she did. you still had to prove yourself worthy of her love and you had yet to do that. and you were beginning to feel as if you never would.
the familiar pain could be felt in the back of your throat. there wasn’t any delay when you started to cry.
all you ever wanted was to be enough for someone to love. you weren't enough for your birth parents, weren't enough for the many failed placements you had before, and you definitely weren't enough for those around you at school.
it was one thing to think you weren't enough for natasha, but if the words ever left her mouth it just might kill you.
a knock was made on your bedroom door and you quickly wiped away your tears before answering.
"yeah?"
"can i come in?"
you hesitated before turning off your lamp and unlocking the door. natasha noticed the way you immediately turned your back towards her when you let her in. something was wrong and now she was determined to find out what it was.
"kinda dark in here, don't you think?" she joked.
"maybe." you mumbled, making your way back to your bed.
it was a mess. papers were strewn everywhere, pencils and pens were scattered across your blanket. you wouldn't be surprised if a few ink stains could be seen on your sheets.
you flinched when your mother turned on the lights. her worry only grew when you continued to refuse her stare.
"just have to finish up school work, sorry. um, was there something you needed?"
"you could look at me when you're talking." she spoke, voice firm enough to let you know she was serious.
your eyes finally met hers.
"sweetheart..." natasha cupped your face, wiping her thumb across the tops of your cheeks. "what's going on? talk to me, you know i'm here."
you sniffled, desperate to bite back the second wave of emotions threatening to spill.
"do you regret taking me in?"
natasha frowned, "no, not at all. you're my daughter, nothing could ever make me regret you. where is this coming from?"
you shrugged, "it's just kids at school..."
"what do they say to you?" natasha's eyes ran cold and you couldn't help but feel that it might be directed towards you.
"that i'm not enough, that you don't love me. they also force me to do their work. i'm sorry, i know i should be able to stick up for myself but-" your mother cut off your panicked rush of words.
"hey, hey, no apologizing. you have nothing to be sorry for. i love you so much, so much that i can't put it into words. and i promise you're enough, you will always, always be enough for me." natasha brought you in for a hug, letting her eyes roam the papers on your bed for names that weren't yours.
natasha kissed your forehead and brushed away the stray tears that fell down your face.
"i love you," you whispered through a shaky breath.
"i love you more, sweetheart. let's forget about school for now, okay? you won't be going back there. we'll work something out like we always do."
