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[thewidowsghost]

Agent Danvers - Masterlist

Once again, this takes place in a universe where women can get each other pregnant

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

. . .

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Master List Links

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Natasha Romanoff x Reader

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Steve Rogers x Reader

Michelle Jones x Reader

Carol Danvers x Reader

Shuri x Reader

Peter Parker x Reader

DC

Alex Danvers x Reader

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Jennifer Jareau x Reader

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B!D passes out at the DEO?

Being anemic was something you’d pretty much always had to deal with the inconveniences of.

When you were younger it wasn’t as bad, but once you got to high school it got a little worse over time when you started pulling back on the amount of meat you were eating.

You often visited Alex at the DEO and spent time with her while she worked, just to keep her company. Sometimes you would hang out with J’onn or Winn, even Kara, whenever she was at the DEO for more than half an hour at a time.

You’d ended up eating lunch quietly in Alex’s office as she worked.

Usually the two of you would talk, but she seemed busy, so you let her do whatever she needed.

When you were done eating, you stood to throw away your plate, but before you could even grab it off the desk, you fainted from standing up too quickly.

Alex heard the thud on the ground and knew what happened as soon as she turned around, “Damn it.”

Alex picked you up and took you to the med bay, which was only a room over, and laid you down on one of the empty cots (they were all empty, some of them just had stuff on them).

When you regained consciousness, Alex was sitting right next to you and helping you sit upright slowly, “You okay, kiddo? You didn’t hit your head, did you?” Alex asked, her brow creased.

“I’m fine, I fell on my side,” You nodded.

“I think you should start taking iron supplement pills. It’ll be really good for you, and you won’t faint as much,” Alex said, hoping you would agree.

“I mean, if you think they’ll help I’ll give them a try,” You shrugged.

“Perfect,” Alex smiled a bit. “Thank you, Y/n/n.”

“I should be thanking you instead,” You chuckled. “But really, thanks for getting me off the ground and making sure I’m okay.”

“That’s my job, I’m your big sister, which means I’m also your security guard. Someone’s gotta keep their eye on you and there’s no one better to do it than me,” Alex said smugly, clearly enjoying herself.

“Yeah, okay, if you say so Ms. You-Can-Walk-To-The-Park-Alone-You’re-Eight,” You laughed.

“I didn’t think you were actually gonna go, it was a joke!”Alex groaned and shook her head at you for bringing that up.

[thewidowsghost]

If it's possible then 20 and 35 with Maggie sawyer (sg)

If not then you can choose one or the other :) have a nice day,!

20: Bandaging / Stitching up an Injury

35: Kissing their bruises and scars

Dude, this was supposed to be like a 500 word blurb, but this turned out to be 3 times as long . . .

Bandages and Kisses (Maggie Sawyer x BabyDanvers!Reader)

(Y/n)'s gaze falls on her sister and coworker - Alex - as she walks down the tarmac.

(Y/n) then sees an NCPD car pull up and her gaze falls on the woman bending down, looking at the charred red carpet.

"Hey! What are you doing on my crime scene?" (Y/n) asks, approaching the woman.

"Anyone ever tell you, all you Feds sound the same?" the woman asks, rising her feet. "It's like you all watch the same bad movies together at Quantico." The woman places her hands on her hips, but softens when (Y/n)'s eyes alight with amusement. "Detective Maggie Sawyer, NCPD Science Division," Maggie says, showing (Y/n) her badge. "We handle all cases involving aliens and things that go bump in the night. Showed you mine," Maggie says, referencing her badge. "Show me yours?"

(Y/n) pulls her badge out of her back pocket, waiting a moment for it to change to a Secret Service badge.

"Agent (Y/n) Danvers of the Secret Service at your service," (Y/n) says and Maggie's brown eyes twinkle in the light of the rising sun.

(Y/n) can't deny that the woman is attractive, especially the sun bouncing off her cheeks and brightening her chocolate brown hair.

. . .

The DEO agents bust into the warehouse, doors banging.

(Y/n) and her sister Alex lead the other agents down the stairs.

"Hands where I can see 'em!" Alex shouts and a figure rises from the ground raising her hands, turning around.

"Stand down," (Y/n) says, placing her handgun back into it's thigh holster.

"Fancy fire power for a Fed," Maggie says, her gaze falling on (Y/n).

"Clear the warehouse," Alex orders.

"Don't bother, your boy's gone," Maggie says.

"How'd you find this place?" (Y/n) asks curiously.

"I'm a detective, Agent Danvers," Maggie replies, placing her hands on her hips. "I detect. I've heard stories of black ops anti-alien strike teams," Maggie continues. "Sounded like the boogeyman, but here you stand," she says and (Y/n) shrugs apologetically.

Alex leans down, picking up a bracelet off the ground, looking annoyed. "Who's this?" the eldest Danvers asks.

"This is Maggie Sawyer, NCPD officer," (Y/n) says. "Maggie, this is my older sister, Alex."

"You're DEO, aren't you?" Maggie asks, turning her attention back to (Y/n).

"Winn, we missed him, he could be anywhere," Alex says, (Y/n) nodding to Maggie's question.

. . .

The next time (Y/n) bumps into Maggie, both women are walking down the street in opposite directions - (Y/n) actually bumping into the woman.

"Sorry - " (Y/n) pauses, meeting the woman's gaze. "Oh, hey, Maggie!"

"Danvers!" Maggie says with smile. "I'm just on my way to grab some coffee. You wanna come?" she asks.

(Y/n) perks up and nods, turning to walk in the same direction as Maggie.

(Y/n) flushes as the back of her hand brushes Maggie's but Maggie just looks over, smiling softly.

(Y/n) looks over at the same time, meeting Maggie's bright gaze.

Tentatively, Maggie takes (Y/n)'s hand, intertwining their fingers.

(Y/n) glances shyly away before she looks back over at Maggie.

"You're cute when you're shy, Danvers," Maggie comments with a smile.

(Y/n) flushes even more at the comment and Maggie laughs, her gaze soft.

The two walk down to the nearest coffee shop, their joined hands swinging slightly between them.

. . .

Three later has (Y/n) and Maggie cuddled together on the couch in (Y/n)'s apartment, watching a movie. Well, Maggie was watching the movie, but (Y/n) watching Maggie watching the movie.

(Y/n) studies her girlfriend's facial features, her gaze soft.

Maggie is slightly startled when (Y/n) stretches up, pressing a soft kiss to Maggie's chin where a scar lies.

"Hi there," Maggie says, whispering as (Y/n)'s face is so close to hers.

"Hi," (Y/n) says just as quietly, pressing another soft kiss to Maggie's right cheek where yet another scar lay.

Maggie's brown gaze softens, wrapping her arms tighter around (Y/n)'s waist.

"When are we supposed to meet your friends?" Maggie asks softly.

"I don't wanna go," (Y/n) mumbles into Maggie's shirt.

"We have to, (Y/n)," Maggie replies, nudging (Y/n)'s ribs with a hand.

Giggles erupt from (Y/n)'s mouth as Maggie digs her fingers lightly into (Y/n)'s ribs.

"Now come on," Maggie says, bumping (Y/n)'s temple with her nose, Maggie's nose brushing against a dark bruise there. "We've got to go."

. . .

"Another round's on its way," Kara tells her friends and older adoptive sister. "You okay, J'oon?" Kara asks, sitting down beside Alex at the table.

"Yeah, yeah," J'oon says, taking a sip of his drink. "It's just the first time I've been in this bar since, uh . . . M'gann left."

"Hey, I'm . . . I am very excited to meet (Y/n)'s new mystery man," Winn says.

"Hey, do we know what, um, what he does for a living?" James asks. "(Y/n)'s guy?"

"Cop," Alex says.

"Oh!" James says.

"Yeah, no way (Y/n) Danvers dates someone who doesn't own a firearm," Winn says.

. . .

(Y/n) takes Maggie's hand, the dark haired cop squeezing her hand comfortingly.

"Come on," (Y/n) says and Maggie kisses (Y/n) on the cheek.

(Y/n) leads Maggie over the table her friends are sitting at. "Hey, guys. You remember Maggie, right?"

James starts slightly. "Hey, yeah," Maggie waves. "Good to see you again."

"(Y/n)," Winn chuckles, both (Y/n) and Maggie turning to look at the shorter man, their eyes twinkling. "I didn't know. Did you know?" Winn asks the group.

"Yes, I knew, I'm psychic," J'oon says and (Y/n) grins.

"How come you never said anything before?" (Y/n) asks curiously.

"It's not for me to say," J'oon smiles. "Good for you, Little Danvers."

(Y/n) turns, meeting her eldest sister's gaze. Alex glances at Maggie then nods her approval, and Kara just beams.

"Told you," Maggie says, nudging (Y/n) fondly.

"Drinks up," Mon-El says, walking up, handing out the new round of drinks.

"Hey! Hi!" (Y/n) gets Mon-El's attention.

"What's up?"

"Um, well, I just wanted to let you know," (Y/n) pauses, wondering what the Daxomite is going to think, "Maggie and I are dating."

"Oh, that was the thing. Okay," Mon-El says nonchalantly. "Okay, that's . . . Is that like a problem here on Earth or . . ."

"Oh, well here, some people don't support that, you know," (Y/n) says.

"Oh, on Daxam it's the more the merrier," Mon-El says. "So, drinks for you guys?" Mon-El asks.

"Yeah," (Y/n) says.

"Hey, do you play pool?" Maggie asks Winn and (Y/n) bites back a laugh.

"Yeah," Winn says, looking up from his drink.

"No you don't," (Y/n) says, her eyes sparkling.

"It is geometry with sticks, folks," Winn says and (Y/n) lets out a breath of laughter. "Pool is easy."

(Y/n), looking relieved, places a hand to her forehead.

"(Y/n)," James says.

"Yeah?" (Y/n) asks.

"Congrats."

"Oh, thank you," (Y/n) says, returning James's hug.

"Yeah," James replies.

"(Y/n), my bets on your girl," J'oon says, getting up from the table.

"Yeah, thanks, me too," (Y/n) says, smiling at the man.

(Y/n) sits down at the table, watching Maggie and Winn playing pool. Alex takes a seat beside her youngest sister.

"My baby sister's growing up," Alex says, and (Y/n) turns, smiling at her sister. "I'm so proud of you. Dad would be too."

"I wish I'd known him," (Y/n) says sadly. (Y/n) had never known their father, their mother Eliza being pregnant with (Y/n) when Jeremiah had disappeared.

Mon-El walks over and hands (Y/n) her drink.

"Thanks, Mon-El," (Y/n) says, taking a sip of her drink.

(Y/n) lowers her glass, but then she lets out a yelp as a ball flies towards her, shattering the glass in her hand.

Maggie immediately moves over, taking (Y/n)'s hand gently in hers.

. . .

(Y/n) closes her eyes tightly as Maggie pulls the glass out of her hand.

The two had returned to (Y/n)'s apartment and Maggie is helping pull all of the glass out of (Y/n)'s hand.

"Sorry," Maggie murmurs every time (Y/n) lets out a pained whimper. "Last one," Maggie says softly, her gaze softening as she meets (Y/n)'s teary gaze. Maggie pulls the last piece of glass out of (Y/n)'s hand.

Maggie takes (Y/n)'s uninjured hand and pulls the woman to her feet and leads (Y/n) to the sink.

"This'll sting," Maggie murmurs, grabbing the hydrogen peroxide.

(Y/n) lets out a hiss as the antibiotic stings her hand.

"I'm almost done," Maggie says grabbing some gauze and wrapping (Y/n)'s hand.

"Thanks, Maggs," (Y/n) says softly, leaning over, pressing a kiss to Maggie's lips.

"It's no big deal," Maggie flushes.

"But it means a lot to me," (Y/n) says, her voice soft with affection.

"Well, I suppose I should go," Maggie's statement is more of a question.

"Stay," (Y/n) murmurs.

"You sure?" Maggie asks.

"Never more sure of anything," (Y/n) says, tucking a stray hair behind Maggie's ear.

"I don't have anything to change into," Maggie says.

"Come on," (Y/n) holds out a hand, and Maggie takes it.

(Y/n) leads Maggie into her room, pulling a pair of athletic shorts and an oversized t-shirt form her dresser drawer, passing them to Maggie.

A minute or so later, both (Y/n) and Maggie had changed into pajamas and cuddled together in (Y/n)'s bed.

(Y/n) rests her head on Maggie's chest, Maggie wrapping her arms around (Y/n)'s waist.

"Love you," (Y/n) says sleepily, her eyes fluttering closed.

"I-I love you, too," Maggie says softly, pressing a kiss to (Y/n)'s bandaged hand.

Word Count: 1586 words

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Stalker

Masterlist

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Baby!Danvers Master List

Now You Get to Live With it: angst

After Thanos you think it’s just you and your sister Kara, but could your mom be out there?

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Now You Get to Live With It

B!D Reader

Word Count: 1396

Request for @youngjusticeimaginesus

A/N: I’m not sure if this is what you had in mind, but I hope you enjoy!

Summary: After Thanos you believe you lost your mother, but that may not be the case

After Thanos came, life dissolved into chaos. Everyone did what they could, they tried to bring back a sense of normalcy, but there was only so much anyone could do. The death toll seemed to rise everyday, nobody was quite sure who was still around. You had lost almost everyone. Your sister, Kara, and you were the only ones left and she spent all her time trying to help who she could. You pushed through, went to work at the DEO, volunteered to help rebuild where you could, and just tried to keep going.

You and your mom never been close, but losing her was hard. You just wished you’d had the chance to say goodbye. But it’s been years, and there was nothing you could do to change what had happened. There had been whispers recently at the DEO, that the Avengers had a plan to fix everything,  and you did your best to fight off the hope that started to blossom. This isn’t the first time people have talked about a magical fix, and nothing ever came from it. You were trying to focus on your work when the command phone rang.

“Agent Danvers,” you answered, wondering what could possibly be happening now.

“Danvers, this is Steve Rogers, we need some help over here.” Your eyes went slightly wide, this wasn’t the first time you’ve talked with the Avengers, but you couldn’t help but hope the whispers were true.

“Captain America asking for my help, this must be pretty serious.”

“We think we have a way to fix this, but we could use some insight. Your branch seems to have a little more knowledge of the…” he trails off.

“Extranormal? Yeah, that’s kind of in the title. I’ll assemble a team, we should hit New York by nightfall,” you say hanging up the phone. Whatever was happening, it was sure to be wild.

xxxxx

“We don’t know what’s happening here, this mission is classified. I will not be responsible for giving these people false hope. Nothing may come from this, but we’re gonna try. Wheel up in 20 people. Dismissed.” You sigh as the team scatters. You had assembled a team of 5, including you and your sister, if this cae to a fight you could use the extra manpower.

“Do we know what’s going on?” Kara asks and you shake your head.

“All I know is Captain freaking America called for my help. This really is the  end of the world,” you chuckled lightly, but there was no humor there.

“Could we really be getting everyone back? Alex and Mom and...everyone?” your sister asks, her hope that you used to be jealous of, you now pitied her for. She was always getting crushed, this wasn’t a world for hope anymore.

“I doubt it, Kara. It’s been 5 years, we’ve tried everything, but I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t. I don’t know what will come from this, but no matter what, we’ll have each other.”

“When did you get so wise? I thought I was supposed to be the older sister,” she teases and you roll your eyes.

“Someone had to be the realist here!” you call over your shoulder as you head towards the plane.

xxxxx

“What do we got?” you ask as you walk off the plane. There was a team of 10 or so Avengers waiting for you, which included what seemed to be a talking raccoon but you’ve learned not to let anything phase you anymore.

“We’re thinking, if we got to before Thanos got the stones, and take them first, we can stop this all from happening,” a man you didn’t recognize said and you look to the team who are all nodding along.

“Wait a second. Are you all seriously proposing time travel as a means of fixing this? Is that even possible?” you look to your team, who all look as shocked as you.

“We’re hoping, so, are you in?” Natasha Romanoff asked and you sighed.

“What the hell, we’ve got nothing left to lose. Where do you need us?”

xxxxx

By some miraculous turn of events, it worked and after a quite disastrous battle, the dust settled and you realized you’d won.

“Rogers,” you say walking up beside Captain America. “I’m sorry for your loss. If there’s anything my team can do-”

“You’ve done more than I could ever repay, get your people home. We’ve all got people to reunite with,” he says and you nod. You’re more than ready to see your family again, and you can tell your agents feel the same.

A few hours later you’re all landing back at the DEO, “I know we normally need a debrief, but given the circumstances I think we can break protocol a little. Go home, see your families.”

“You ready for this?” Kara asks as the team disperses, “I told you we’d get them back.”

“I’ve never been so glad to be wrong,” you say with a smile, “Let’s go.”

xxxxx

You find Alex in the middle of the command center as if no time has passed and you smile at her.

“Hey Director! You finally gonna take back the slack I’ve been picking up?” you tease and she spins around.

“There you guys are! I got back and nobody knew where you were,” she says, relief evident in her voice as she pulls you into her arms.

“Yeah, it was a covert op that became very much not covert when all the sudden half the population reappeared.”

“You did this?” she asks as she hugs Kara and you smile.

“We helped,” you say and she smiles at you.

“We should call mom,” Kara says and you nod. Kara pulls out her phone and you all three listen as it rings through to voicemail, “I’ll try again.”

Kara calls three more times before you get nervous. “Kara, go out there. Stay on comms and tell me what you see,” you say, settling yourself in front of the computers and pulling up a few databases.

“I don’t see her,” Kara says and you sigh.

“Check the house, see if anything’s been disturbed,” you instruct as you start typing.

“Nothing. There’s dust everywhere, and it’s a bit of a mess but nobody’s been here in five years,” she explains and you can hear the frustration in her voice. “Wait, her stuff is missing. Her clothes, and a suitcase. It looks like she packed up and left…”

“I swear to God,” you growl as you start typing furiously. You search any name she could possibly be hiding under, and your eyes narrow as results pop up. “I found her. She’s just south of San Francisco, going by her maiden name. It looks like she’s  been there the whole time.”

“What do you mean? She just left?” Kara asks softly, and the pain in your voice makes your blood boil.

“I don’t know, but I intend to find out.”

xxxxx

You bang on the front door of the address you found. Your sisters share a worried look, they’ve never seen you this mad.

“Hello-oh girls,” your mom opens the door and you glare.

“So you are alive.” You say and she looks down, “just tell me why?”

“Everything was so bad, I knew we lost Alex and I just, I couldn’t handle it,” she says, as if that’s a valid excuse.

“We all lost her! We all lost people, but we pushed through. You thought your sadness was a good enough reason to leave behind the children you had left? We were all sad!”

“Y/n, calm down,” Alex says and you glare at her.

“No, I will not calm down! I mourned the loss of my mother, who what?” you turn back to your mother, “just wanted a change? Can you give me one good reason for letting your children think you were dead?”

She looks up at you and remains silent. “That’s what I thought,” you say, all the energy has left your body. “I had to be sure you were okay, and now that I know you are I never want to see you again.”

“Y/n, wait!” Your mom says as you start to walk away.

“No. You’ve made your choice. Now you get to live with it,” and with that you turn your back on her, and you never turn back.

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B!D slips and falls in the bathroon after taking a shower managing to fall, crack her head open, and give her a concussion (She also messes up her shoulder). Kara hears the fall rushes her to the ER to get fixed up then Alex shows up as well and there all overprotective/doting on her until she gets better.

“Fuck!” You yelled as your head collided with the hard floor of your shower.

Your shoulder seemed to be out of place, which made you cry out in pain when you tried to get up.

You used your other arm to help yourself off the ground and turn off the water, and you got much more alarmed when you saw blood on the floor.

You wrapped the towel around your body and jumped when there was a knock at the bathroom door, “Y/n, what happened, are you okay?” You heard Kara ask from the other side of the door.

“I’m okay, just feeling really woozy,” You groaned as your knees started to shake.

“Can I come in?” Kara asked nervously, and you could tell she was trying to stop herself from barging in.

“Yeah, I’ve got a towel,” You slurred, and Kara waited less than a second to come to your side and help you stand properly.

“Let’s get some clothes on you so I can take you to the ER, bubs,” Kara picked you up and took you to your room, quickly changing you into a hoodie and sweatpants.

She changed into her Supergirl outfit and scooped you up in her arms, holding the back of your head as she shot out of the window and flew you to the ER. You passed out on the way.

When you regained consciousness, you were lying on a hospital cot with a red head of hair laying in your lap and Kara holding your hand, sleeping on the hospital chair.

You could move both of your shoulders, so you assumed that the doctor had put your shoulder back in its socket, and your head was throbbing, you could tell that they’d fixed whatever had happened, but you were still a bit disoriented.

You squeezed Kara’s hand a bit, hoping to get her attention, and you sighed in relief when she opened her eyes, “Alex, wake up,” Kara said softly, trying to get your oldest sister’s attention.

Their eyes seemed to be teary and they had worried expressions on their faces, “Awh, guys I’m okay, I just slipped.”

“Yeah, you slipped and cracked your head open, probably have a concussion, and you dislocated your shoulder,” Alex bit the inside of her lip. “Sorry, we were just -“

“Worried, I know. But I’m okay, I’m glad you guys are here with me,” You smiled softly as Alex kissed your cheek and Kara kissed your hand.

“Well, you know what this means?” Kara raised a brow playfully and smiled.

“I have to stay with one of you two until I get better, don’t I,” You laughed.

“Psh, no,” Kara chuckled. “You don’t have to, you get to.”