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@scarbabe
About me
I'm Lorraine, 20 years old. I'm prolly the L in the LGBTQ+ but I've been gaslighting myself to be the B.
MDNI!!!
i loveeee the things a top says when you’re wrapped around their strap…
“fuck, baby, that grip”
“goddamn, you’re tight”
“so wet for me baby”
“i love being inside you”
“squeezing me so nice, princess”
“that’s it, baby, let me hear how much you love it”
“oh yeah? you like that?”
“like how i stretch your pussy out?”
“want me to fuck you harder?”
“who’s pussy is that?”
😩😩😩😩😩😩😩
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Natasha x Reader
Summary: you get a tattoo when your girlfriend told you not to
Warnings: mention of Natasha’s past
W.C: 2.3K
A.N: just a fluffy one today guys
The Avengers Tower was quiet in the late evening. The city lights stretched endlessly beyond the windows, casting a soft glow across the room.
Natasha was slumped against the couch, one arm draped lazily along the back as something she had already declared stupid played on the TV.
You were tucked into her side, half under a blanket she insisted she didn’t need but had pulled over both of you anyway.
Things I Need:
1: Attention 2: An Orgasm 3: $10,000,000
Things I Need:
1: Attention 2: An Orgasm 3: $10,000,000
Can someone please drop a link or tell me where can i find the "Yes, Professor" fic. I'm not sure if its Natasha x reader or it was Scarlett. But please, I need to read a Scarlett/Natasha x reader fic. Need suggestions.
I took my masterlist down and I want it back. I'm reblogging my shits so i could create a new masterlist. Does any of you knows how to track all of my works without scrolling through my profile? I ain't a tech nerd so sorry, everyone😭
it could only do that if u have specific tags for your stories, like the ones only u use :)
Ohh Imma try that one later, I'm still in class 🤭
I took my masterlist down and I want it back. I'm reblogging my shits so i could create a new masterlist. Does any of you knows how to track all of my works without scrolling through my profile? I ain't a tech nerd so sorry, everyone😭
It's game night for the avengers. All of them are currently in the living room playing fun games, truth or dare, and more. Now Tony decided to Hype up the game with some money involve.
Tony: whoever guesses the right answer will get a hundred dollars per question.
Everyone cheered up.
Tony: Ok let's start! All day long it’s in and out. I discharge loads from my shaft. Both men and women go down on me. What am I?
Y/N: OH IT'S A DICK! IT'S A DICK!
Natasha: Jesus, Y/N slow down.
Tony: Wrong!
Y/N: Oh come on, it's obviously a dick. I witnessed that from Nata-
Natasha quickly covered her girlfriends mouth.
The team: ........
Natasha: It's an elevator, Detka!
Peter: Oh Imma go to bed.
Everyone leaves.
Unforseen | Natasha Romanoff
Pairings:Natasha x reader
Warnings: Angst
Forcing myself into someone who's clearly not giving shit about me is not my thing. I don't give so much attention in building relationships.......You know what, I avoid it as much as I can. Things like this could lead into nothing but scar.
Well, that change until I met Natasha, or It could possibly be.
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We met at one of our mutual friend's party. She flirted with me the entire night. Didn't stopped even though I told her to. The party ended with disappointment plastered on Natasha's face. Her flirting tactics didn't worked out on me.
I suppose that was our last meeting after that night but I guess I'm wrong.
And that's where I learned that one thing about the Black Widow is that, she is not a quitter.
She found a way to get in touch with you..............Tony.
The fact that I was so afraid of letting Natasha into my life, thinking that she would hurt me was absurd, knowing that I was the one who hurt her. I could've supported her more, gave her time but I didn't. I'm left with nothing now, and I will forever regret this.
Waking up is the worst thing to do to start a day. What's more worst is waking up with an intense hangover.
I slowly shifted to the other side bed to check my phone. It's already past 12 noon. I groaned to myself still debating whether to get up or stay in bed until I have the energy to stand up.
The doorbell suddenly rang. I stood up groaning ready to scold the person behind those doors for giving me a rough start with my day. I opened the door, and there she is. Standing with a huge grin in her face. The one and only annoying flirt in the party last night. Natasha Romanoff.
"Hi! I brought you coffee."
And it all started with that.
Her simple gestures and her courage to show interest in me pulls my practicality out slowly. I can tell through her eyes that she's genuine.
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It took so long for us to get along. Well, I'm just making it hard for her. Until we become close, friends perhaps but with the flirt and kind gestures of Natasha, of course.
"I don't know, Nat. How do I know that you're not going to do what others did to me before."
"I value you, Y/N. I'm not like them. I can't promise you that I won't hurt you because somehow that will happen, eventually in every relationship but I promise you, I won't hurt you in a way like they hurt you." she paused to lift my face up for me to meet her forest green eyes.
"I've been with you for 2 years now, Y/N. You know me better."
She's right. I knew her better. She's different. She's peculiar. I trust Natasha with my life, and now I'm starting to think that I should trust her with my heart.
Should I give her a chance?
I don't want to risk but she deserves to have this.
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Me and Natasha have been together for 4 years and 6 months now. I can tell that she's the most faithful person I know. Unlike my pervious relationship, they tend to cheat when they got bored. But Natasha, Natasha always brings the spark back. Always reassures me that there's no one compared to me. She kept her promise, and I'm happy about that.
Things changed when the avengers went on different ways.
She stopped avenging. Always focusing about the ways on how to bring back her team. Unfortunately, she got nothing but rejection by her former teammates. That didn't stopped her tho.
In the past couple months, I let her do her thing. It's important to her. It's her family. But as things go further, she is getting thinner and thinner. She refuses to eat, and barely get out of her office. She didn't even tried to find a job to pay our bills. My money isn't enough to pay rent, groceries, bills, and other expenses in this household. I need her help. We bought this place together.
As I was approaching her office to confront her, I heard the thunder growled and the rain starts to pour.
"Hey, can we talk?" I asked her gently, trying not to escalate things between us.
"Sure" she put up a small smile. "Come here" she patted the couch signaling me to sit beside her.
"What's up?"
"Nat, you need to get back to your feet." I seriously stated staring right into her green eys. She stayed silent, looking at her feet, fidgeting with her fingers.
"Natasha, look, we need to pay the bills. I can't pay it alone. You know my job doesn't pay much."
"I will find a job, first thing in the morning. I'm going to bed." she simply stated.
"That's what you always say, Natasha! Everytime we talk, you always shut me out." I didn't realise that my voice is staring to get louder.
"What do you want me to do!? Attacking bad people without my team so we could get a big pay check? That's suicide, Y/N!" she said standing up avoiding eye contact.
"That's not what I'm saying. You could get another job, Nat. You could do other than avenging. You're smart."
" I don't want anything but being and Avenger, Y/N. Don't force me to I job I do not want"
" Then how are we going pay everything!? I'M TIRED, NATASHA. I WORK TWO JOBS TO GET US IN THE LINE BUT IT STILL WASN'T ENOUGH. AT LEAST HELP ME."
" I didn't force nor asked you to do this for us! Save yourself, I'm will be fine."
I frown at her answer.
"God your being irrational." I yelled.
She walked out on her office trying to avoid the argument but I followed her.
" Stop avoiding this conversation like you always do." I chase after her but she still hasn't stopped from her tracks.
" Natasha! Damn it! I'm so fucking tired of you I wish I never met you."
And that stopped Natasha from her tracks. She slowly faced me, walking towards me with a sad smile.
" You really mean that, Y/N?" she asked softy and it broke me.
Of course not, I didn't mean that. I overreacted. I probably just did that to get her attention. It was bad. It was really bad. She is the best thing that happen to me. I was shocked about why I said those things.
I was contemplating and I forgot about her question. I stayed shocked, staring at candle, her favorite candle in the table.
A thunder brought me back to reality.
I tried to face her but I was faced with nothing. I started to panick, already sobbing from the thought of her being gone. I have searched every corner of our place to find her but I saw no presence of her. I went out to the rain hoping I would she or catch her but no, no signal of Natasha.
"Nat? Nat, baby where are you?............... Nat? NAAAAT! FUUUUUCK, I didn't mean it baby. I'm sorry. NAT! please comeback please. I love you so much, Nat PLEASEE!" I ran everywhere trying to find her while crying.
I went home. I went home without Natasha. I couldn't forgive myself for losing and hurting her like that.
Save Your Tears | Scarlett Johansson
Pairings: Scarlett x Y/N
Warnings: Smut and Angst
3 months ago, I was a splintered glass that was about to be swept and thrown away in the trash. After 8 years of a relationship, my girlfriend... well, my ex girlfriend cheated on me.
It was an excruciating experience.
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I am at the bar right now, at 3 in the afternoon, drowning myself with different kinds of alcohol, I know, not the best time to drink but who cares. I just want to shut the world out and live with my own inclination.
The door opened and a blond girl entered. She's staggering with her shoulder level blond hair. Her face brings up an irky emotion but she's beautiful anyways. She went beside me to order her drink looking so pissed. I wonder what brings her into a bar at 3 in the afternoon.
"I'll have the Death in the afternoon please" her voice is raspy yet I'm craving to hear it again.
"intense choice" I mumbled, looking at her offering her a small smile. "you'll regret it in the morning"
"I know. I just want to get away with my shits for at least a day or so." she replied. Still sounding annoyed. I just nod and stayed silent, taking the hint that she doesn't want to talk.
After her drink was served by the bartender, she let go a heavy sigh. "Sorry, I didn't meant to be rude." she face towards me and that's the first time I saw her smile.
I found out that she having a problem with her company, and her name was Scarlett. We exchanged words, laughing at our shits and of course, we ended up hooking up.
I thought our first hookup will be our last but perhaps I'm wrong. We call each other everytime we needed a good fuck and that continues until now. It made differences though. We're like a couple right now but without the label. I'd lie if I say we have a perfect relationship cause trust me, it's messy to be in this situation.
She's great. Very fragile yet here I am doing things I shouldn't do to hurt her.
" Y/N, it's been 2 years. What are we?" she asked while fidgeting with her fingers in agitation.
I don't know what to say. Instead, I cupped her face and smiled at her. I kissed her lips passionately and she didn't hesitate to reciprocate.
I caress Scarlett's curves slowly getting down towards her ass while my lips are busy nipping her neck, putting marks, my marks on it. God she's a moaning mess.
"Don't tease" she asked struggling to hold her moans.
For the first time, I want to just give her everything she want right now. So, I quickly helped her remove all of her clothes, pushed her right into the bed to give her what she wanted.
Before I do the deed, I stare straight into her eyes, seeing a genuine feelings mixed with lust. I gave her another passionate and soft kiss on the lips. " I wanna make love with you, Scarlett."
I removed all of my clothing and went straight to the bedside table to grab her favorite toy. I attached the harness securely to make sure no interruption will occur.
I went back to bed, positioning myself in between her legs. She's so brittle, and my heart aches thinking about her, falling into pieces after what I am about to do.
I slowly penetrated her, letting her adjust to the strap. "Slower, baby. Slower." she asked gently cupping my face. I kissed her forehead, giving her a distraction from pain. "We'll go at your pace."
After a few minutes, pain adds pleasure until pleasure dominated her system. "You can move now"
I stared to ram the strap right into her in a regular pace, feeling the pain and love lingering in the room. I hugged her, kissing her lips, so as her neck and whispering sweet nothing.
"Fuck! I love you, Y/N" she loudly moaned from the pleasure. I suddenly stopped moving, shocked by those three words. I love you too, but I can't seem to let those words out from my mouth.
"What's wrong?" she anxiously asked. I was so lost at my thoughts. "Y/N, what's wrong" "Hmmm? Nothing....Nothing's wrong, Scar." I kissed her forehead once again.
The night ended up with multiple orgasms. I'm here laying in the bed, with her, sleeping soundly, wrapped around my arms.
I can't help but notice her perfect lips and I can't fight the urge to kiss it. I did, and she stirred awake.
"I'm sorry, go back to sleep." she hummed in response. After a minute of silence she mumbled something into my ears. "Will you marry me someday?" My heart shattered more on her question. It took me a minute to answer " Yes, I will, baby. I will ask you to marry me someday." I lied. "Promise?" her hopeful voice is killing me slowly. "I promise."
It's so absurd of me to do things that my past did to me thinking it would made me feel less hurt. It seems I was wrong. It's very difficult to cope up with the feeling I'm feeling right now. The guilt, the pain, it's destructive.
That was the last time I saw her. I left. I let her go for her own good. I'm the fucked up. She didn't knew I was sleeping with another person besides her. I treated her like shit and I have to stop it by letting her untethered from me.
I watched her that morning, waking up with nothing beside her. Reading the letter I left her saying my goodbye. I saw her on the floor, crying the shit out of her because of me. I will never forgive myself for hurting such a beautiful soul. I watched her, and I did nothing to comfort her.
-
A year later and I was still thinking about Scarlett. I ended up isolating myself from people. I knew I loved her. I know I still love her.
I went out to grab the letters from the mail box outside. I opened one letter from my friend, inviting me to his wedding.
"It's time to go out and get back to your feet again" I thought to myself.
I'm currently at my friend's wedding party right now, with a black suit that hugs my body. I went to the bar to grab some drinks and I suddenly saw Scarlett from a distance.
God, she's breathtakingly beautiful. I was about to approach her but I stopped when I realised a slow music played, signaling people to slow dance with their partner. I was about to continue walking towards her but I saw her kissing a man. I stopped from my tracks to watch her.
She was hugging the man while dancing.....it should've been me, but I fucked up, so I can't do that, can I?
She seemed genuinely happy. How I wish that was me she was holding. I smiled to myself watching another person holding her. "I can't destroy her again" I mumbled. Scarlett saw me in the corner. She was shocked. A single tear came down from my eyes still locked with hers. I gave her a tight lip smile and whispered "I love you". I turn my back on her, walking away, and never turning back.
High Infidelity | Scarlett Johansson
Pairings: Scarlett Johansson x Y/N
Warnings: Light Smut and Angst
Reeses Chocolate, can you please make the Reeses Chocolate without the Peanut Butter and just the Milk Chocolate alone? 😭
the peanut butter is the best part for me 😦
But the chocolate alone is much better 😔
“There’s nothing more intimate in life than simply being understood.”
— Brad Meltzer
Hay nkooo. Kanang a random wave of overthinking hits you pero sus ambot nimo, Lorraine.
That longing feeling after your grandma's funeral is lowkey destroying me.