Do you have anyworks of abbyromanoff? And daddynattt? (i'm not sure if i got their names right 😅)
Thanks in advance 😘
Hello random anon seeking deactivated ficwriters fics
Yes you got their usernames right(Abbyromanoff and daddynattt), I have heard of both when they were both still active (used to read some of their works when they came up)
In the regards of any works for either I assume as a request for compiling a reblogs lists for eithers works, I'll reblog and list works for abbyromanoff below
But I will execute my choice of freewill in not doing so for the other, from what I remember when daddynattt deactivated there was apparently some controversy I think behind their deactivation(i think i saw a blog make a post in that regard of them being involved with a minor in some way?) Idk its been a bit. (edit: found the post in regards to daddynattt linking it here)
Compiled list of deactivated fic writer Abbyromanoff's reblogged works linked below
(Note: I will try to update this list if I do find more reblogged works of hers but for now this is all I have currently)
Summary: Natasha has been gone for a while, you just couldn’t handle it any longer.
Word count: 1047
Warnings: Mentions of insecurity, crying, “bad” thoughts? (not like BAD bad just like- bad?), fingering, mirror sex, aftercare, cuddling, first smut fic, idk let me know if i missed something, this is not proof read
a/n: This is for Abby’s birthday!!!! and her fic in general- anyways!!!! happy birthday abbs!! @abbyromanoff
There was a certain silence in the compound that evening. Your girlfriend had been out on a mission for the past few weeks and everything just seemed to fall apart. From the small snarky marks Bruce made at you, to Natasha no longer being able to answer your calls at night.
You could hear the soft patter of rainfall against the windows of the compound outside, curled up in the hoodies that you could find that still smelt of Natasha. You hadn’t had much energy to do much of anything except stay in bed and just get lost in your thoughts.
Just a few more thoughts sent you over the edge. How could Natasha like someone like you? A beautiful, stunning, Russian goddess and you were nothing. You got up for a second and stumbled a bit as you made your way over to the full length mirror. You stared at yourself for a moment. It seemed so easy to pick out each and every mistake and thing wrong with you.
You hated the way your hair looked. It wasn’t thick, it wasn’t straight, it wasn’t good enough. You lifted your shirt up slightly. You hated every bit of it. The tummy you had, the scars and marks, you hated all of it. Your legs were too long, your eyes were too far apart, your nose too big, breasts too small. How could Natasha love you of all people? The thought sent pure cold fear into your heart and you sank to the floor in a heap, curling up and crying quietly into yourself.
Natasha arrived back at the compound a few minutes later. She was beyond happy to be back, but more than happy to go see you. She had felt horrible about not being able to see you over FaceTime while she was away, but she knew seeing you in person was better than anything in the world.
The redhead made her way up to your shared room and opened the door slowly. She frowned softly at your state and made her way over to you slowly, a gentle hand coming down to rub at your back. She was a little shocked by the way you cried and latched onto her, yet she sat down and pulled you onto your lap to let you cry it out.
There was a bit of quiet after you had stopped. Natasha hadn’t said anything yet and only pressed a kiss to your head as you sniffled. The assassin could easily tell you weren’t just crying because you were happy to see her.
“Detka” Natasha whispered softly, a gentle thumb coming to softly wipe away your tears. You sniffled a little and gazed up at her.
“What happened princess? What’s running around in that pretty little head of yours?” A gentle kiss to your head finished the question. You struggled to find the words you wanted to get out, it just seemed impossible.
“Why are you with someone like me? How do you love me when you know there are people like Wanda who are just absolutely stunning and they just take everyone's breath away? Nat I- I just can’t.I’m not perfect enough for you, I’m not good enough for you.” You rambled out quickly.
Natasha stared down at you and shook her head. “No precious, that is not the case at all.” She whispered quietly, gently taking your waist and turning you around to face yourself in the mirror.
“You are so beautiful my love, and I’m going to show you that.” Natasha was getting rid both of your clothes just a few moments later, both becoming exposed to the mirror that sat in front of you. Natasha’s hands came up to gently squeeze at your boobs whilst her other tilted your chin towards the mirror.
“Don’t take your eyes off of yourself, alright?” Natasha mumbled into your ear. You only nodded slightly as Natasha made marks along your neck. “My sweet girl, so perfect. I love everything about you” she whispered, sending tingles down your body.
Natasha smirked a little, her hand that was once holding your chin in place coming down to gently rub at your pussy. You gasped quietly, whimpering out as Natasha played with you.
She was an expert with her hands, her fingers delving into sweet warm walls. You moaned out at that, clenching around her. Natasha smiled and kept making sure you were watching yourself. Anytime you dared look away she would stop. You caught on quick enough, Natasha pressing faster.
“Say you’re beautiful baby, say it and you can cum” Natasha whispered into your ear. You were shuddering, a moaning mess reduced to nothing from her, yet you knew what you wanted. “I’m beautiful” You cried out, making Natasha smile softly as you came around her fingers.
Natasha pulled out slowly, pushing her fingers into your mouth to suck them clean. You watched through the mirror, taking deep breaths to get yourself to relax and calm down. Natasha scooped you up into her arms and brought you into the bathroom, turning on the bath for you. She put in some bubble bath, knowing just how much you loved it.
You gazed up at Natasha lovingly as she washed you with the utmost softness, being careful to not be rough with you. Eventually Natasha finished and gently picked you up from the bath, drying you off with a soft hum. She got you changed into one of her hoodies and brought you to bed, letting you cuddle up to her.
“I love you, Nat” you whispered, already drifting off to a peaceful slumber in your girlfriend's embrace.
Natasha smiled “I love you too” she whispered back, pressing a soft kiss to your hair and falling asleep to the rain that sounded outside.
I feel like cannibal Wanda and serial killer reader would be an amazing concept tho- like imagine R coming home to show Wanda their work bc they’re so excited to please Wanda at all times and at any cost while if Wanda is in a good mood she’ll praise R for doing so well but if she’s not having a great day she’d just degrade them and tell them it’s not good enough to satisfy her needs so they’re instantly trying to find more just to receive that praise- idk that just came to my mind 😭
Aaagghhh. Subby Reader wanting to please Wanda so they don't end up being her next meal, even though Wanda knows she would never intentionally hurt them but she uses it as a tactic to get what she wants from reader. So everytime Wanda was disappointed in them, it only made them beg every time for another chance.
"For my sweet baby, just one more." Softly caressing readers face. "Do not disappoint mommy this time." Smirking as Reader disappears out for the night in hopes to make Wanda proud of them.
Lol I know someone who went to jail and if you’re lucky enough you’ll go to the one I visited where you could sit with them in the back and so like I can just see her secretly fingering you or teasing you before she has to leave again 😘
HELLO… wait wanda fingering you under the table and urging you to be quiet so no one notices that she’s touching you <33
