When theirs a competition for the most educated school for the emerald. Of course, Sonic signs up but realized, "I don't know math that well." So Wade, just like," Don't worry, I know a kid who can help you out. "
With robotnik, he needed someone for the weight and pe area and found a kid named knuckles.
When Sonic meets tails, he asks, "How old is he?" and So tails like, "I am 7 1/2 yrs old," So now sonic embarrassed about being teached by a seven year old.
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Oh, Randall and Rachel are still getting married in Hawaii. Hawaii will be one of the competition places as well. So Maddie and Tom book the tickets. They are trusting Wade to watch over sonic of course.
So Wade is just supervising both tails and sonic. He there being the chill uncle and also learning things from tails as well.
Maddie and Tom get frequent texts and video calls of sonic winning the track and field area.
Knuckles win the weight lifting one. Tails and Wade support sonic but tails also just helps around the area wherever he can.
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When the competition is in Hawaii now and Sonic is nervous because he has no idea what he is doing since Tails is napping on Wade shoulder. Now, they wait because the final will be in Greenhills at there school in three weeks.
They travel around, and knuckles get disqualified because he was never in Robotnik school to begin with. They were at Rachel wedding and everything went okay. Tails may or may not have stolen almost all of the mint candy they had.
finally found - natasha romanoff x daughter!reader
from this request | series masterlist
platonic peter x yelena x kate x reader & a hint of romantic wanda x reader ~
word count; 4983 (hfs my longest one shot to date)
warnings; implies alcohol abuse, abuse in general, mention of car accident & death.. some angst but happy ending
mega thank you to @wandaschaosmagic for helping me beta this!! <3
a/n; i was so excited for this request heheh:] also i’ve aged down peter, wanda, yelena and kate to be 15, the same age as reader! very non canon compliant but it is set in the mcu universe :D also don’t ask me how yelena and r are the same age but lena calls tasha “sestra” because i have no clue how to explain their backstory and im way too lazy to figure it all out. and yes peter is r’s best friend but i’m a fucking simp for wanda so .. hope y’all enjoy weehuu<3 feedback is greatly appreciated for this!!
“and so she did this insane move! like i don’t think i’ve ever seen anyone except miss romanoff pull off something like that. i don’t even know how she knows how to do it!” peter babbles on excitedly as he and the other teens on the team settles around the kitchen island to do their homework.
“he’s not joking sestra. i saw it with my own eyes, for a moment i thought i was looking at a mini you.” yelena chuckles as she breezed through the math homework in front of her. honestly, yelena being in school at this point was just for legality, the blonde assassin was extremely smart.
natasha just hums in response as she types away on her own computer, doing up some paperwork.
“would we be able to invite her over?” wanda asks, her eyes shining with excitement.
“ugh as if we don’t have to deal with you pining over her in school, we have to see it here too?” yelena huffs as she completes the last bit of her math homework, snapping the binder shut.
“i mean, if it’s okay with the adults we could maybe have a sleepover here?” peter wonders out loud, his gaze landing on the only adult in the kitchen. as if they timed it, peter and wanda turns to stare at yelena who just groans in annoyance.
“sestra,” yelena calls out, rolling her eyes when natasha doesn’t even bother looking up from her work. “sestra, i have an important question can you please pay me some attention?”
at that, natasha sighs softly before turning her gaze away from her computer.
“what is it lena?”
“can y/n come over for a sleepover? she’s my friend from school, peter’s best friend and wanda’s crush all rolled into one.” yelena supplies helpfully, ignoring the sokovian’s offended “hey!”
“i’m going to need a little more information than that lena.” natasha raises an eyebrow at her sister who sighs dramatically, turning to look at peter. he looks at yelena for a moment, slightly confused, until he finally understood what she wanted him to do.
“oh! er, her name is y/n.. y/n y/l/n. she was adopted as baby after being left outside an orphanage in queens. she turns 15 in december this year. she never knew who her parents were but she did those dna tests thing once and it said she’s half russian and half american, though weirdly enough the site didn’t give out any other information. she.. hm, she actually looks a lot like you ms romanoff- very red hair, green eyes. she seems really scary at first too! but is actually really soft and sweet.” peter rambles on and as soon as he realised he probably said a little too much, he laughs awkwardly before slumping down in his seat.
natasha simply shakes her head, and all the teens deflate a little before she replies, “alright i guess she can come. just her, you three and kate?”
the three teens erupts into cheers, peter pulling out his phone to text y/n while yelena goes ahead to text kate.
“thank you tasha.” wanda hops down from her seat and goes to wrap the redhead in a hug. allowing a rare moment of softness, natasha drops a swift kiss on the top of wanda’s head.
she wouldn’t admit it to anyone but these three kids (plus kate) were one of her biggest soft spots. love is for children, her brain tried to scream at her. but natasha knew better.
love makes people stronger. strong enough to leave them behind, when it’s safer than the alternative. natasha quickly pushed away those thoughts, she didn’t want to dream about what could’ve been, not tonight.
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as natasha finishes up the last of her work for the night, there’s a light knocking on the door.
“come in.” natasha calls out as she powers off her computer.
“hey sestra,” yelena greets natasha, smiling brightly when the older girl opens up her arms for yelena to burrow into. the two sisters stay like that for a moment, relishing in the fact that they’re both here, they still have each other and they’re safe.
the silence is soon broken by yelena, who remembers why she came by in the first place.
“sestra, i’m here to talk about y/n.”
tilting her head curiously, natasha prompts yelena to continue.
“it’s nothing bad but.. remember the story you told me? about the little girl you had after one of your missions before the graduation ceremony?” yelena grimaces slightly when she feels natasha stiffen, the redhead attempting to pull out of the hug, but yelena stops her.
“i’ve seen y/n, and she.. she looks almost exactly like you. i swear it’s like looking at a carbon copy! and after the information peter shared, i’m just wondering.. what if it’s her?” yelena continues on, her grip on natasha finally loosening, so that she could look up at the redhead.
“way too many babies are left at orphanages lena, you know this. yes there might be some similarities but i highly doubt that peter’s best friend could be her.” natasha states firmly with a shake of her head. “can we not talk about this anymore? you should go to bed, you have school tomorrow.”
yelena opens her mouth to say something but, ultimately decides against it. leaning up, she places a soft kiss on natasha’s cheek, wishing her a goodnight before heading back to her own room.
that night, natasha dreams of a little girl. a little girl who looks like her, fights like her and she sees the life that she wished she could’ve provided for her.
but the red room was never a good place to grow up in.
“why’d you leave me mama?” was the haunting cry that jolts natasha awake.
i wish i didn’t. but i had no other choice.
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natasha smiles to herself when she hears the telltale chatter of the teens who just got home from school. her ears picks up a fifth voice- which should be y/n.
setting down the last plate of food, natasha turns to greet the group of teens. her heart leaps to her throat and she has to force herself to school her features.
she sees what yelena means when you look exactly like her, heck even your laugh sounds similar to hers. her eyes zero in on what looks like a heart shaped birthmark on your collarbone, and her breath hitches.
“sestra?” “tasha?” “miss romanoff?” the overlap of voices shakes natasha out of her trance.
“yes-“ natasha clears her throat, wincing internally at how shaky her voice sounded. “yes, hello. uh, i’m natasha.”
you stand slightly behind peter, eyes widening at the sight of the natasha romanoff standing in front of you. a slight nudge in your ribs from yelena startles you and you’re quick to introduce yourself.
“you made mac and cheese?” yelena lights up, grabbing your arm to pull you towards the table. the russian assassin doesn’t miss the slight expression of pain that flits across your face before it was quickly gone, replaced with an excited smile to match the blonde’s energy.
“tasha’s mac and cheese is the best.” wanda comments happily, sliding into the seat next to you, all while peter grumbles about his best friend being stolen away.
“do you kids want anything to drink?” natasha turns around to busy herself with grabbing the glasses, missing the confused glances the kids (except you) shared amongst each other. sure, natasha would cook for them almost everyday, but she always stressed about them getting their own drinks. even when ned and mj were invited over, she was a stickler for that rule.
the rest of them rattled off their preferences, but natasha calls out your name when she didn’t hear you give an answer.
“i’m fine with anything miss romanoff.” you answer politely, your fingers fiddling nervously in your lap.
“you okay if i get you tea, like wanda?”
“that’s fine, but uh- actually never mind it’s fine.” you bite your lip nervously hoping natasha didn’t hear your slip up. but she was a trained spy after all.
“do you want it iced?” natasha probes, turning around to set down everyone else’s drinks before she settles her gaze on you. you blink at her, but nod your head slowly.
she sends you a soft smile, replying, “i like my tea iced too.”
this puzzling behaviour continues on for the rest of the day. for once, natasha wasn’t glued to her computer doing her work but she seems to be constantly hovering, making sure everyone (especially you) were comfortable and okay.
it was even harder for her to retire to her room for the night, knowing that joining in on the sleepover would just be weird. but she did manage to ask you about your favourite foods sometime during the afternoon, so she gets up early the next morning to go for her run before taking over the kitchen. even though saturdays were sam’s day to cook for the team, he was shooed away so that natasha could work undisturbed.
unfortunately for the teenagers, they still had to partake in training today, so they were all up and in the kitchen by 8am, which was where they found natasha packing up their foods into containers for them to have after their run. they also noticed that she had left out two plates, peter recognising it as your favourite dish.
“thank you for having me over, i know the rest of them having training today so i’ll just head home..” your train of thought cut off when you realised that there was food at the table and a very nervous russian assassin looking at you.
“is, uh, is this for me..?” you glance at peter with wide eyes, surprised at the fact that natasha had not only made you breakfast, but it was also your favourite.
“yes, but if you have other plans already it’s fine!” natasha replies nervously, her hands fiddling anxiously under the table.
a part of her really didn’t want you to leave. but what was she supposed to do? she couldn’t exactly tell you “hey i’m your mother, i abandoned you almost 15 years ago and i’m sorry but it was either that or have you be experimented on by the red room. oh and i don’t know who your dad is either.”
technically, she could but it just didn’t seem right to dump all that on you. especially when you seem to be doing alright now, without her. like you probably have been for your whole life.
“i’m okay with staying, thank you so much for cooking miss romanoff.” you smile shyly at the avenger in thanks. natasha smiles back in return before turning to the other 4 teens.
“alright, do the 4 of you have your fruits and shakes? good, remember to eat them before running, but don’t eat too much. 5 mile run for peter and yelena, 3 mile run for wanda and kate. come back for breakfast and homework before the rest of your training.” natasha instructs everyone, ignoring their groans of protest as she shoos them away. you giggle softly before hugging everyone goodbye, even leaving a soft kiss on wanda’s cheek, causing the sokovian to blush.
soon, it was just you and natasha left in the kitchen. she ushers you to sit at the table and you comply, answering her when she asks if you want a smoothie to go with your food.
despite both of your nerves, conversation flows easy. you don’t seem to find natasha’s questions odd, if anything it feels nice to have someone ask after you. you end up staying until the afternoon, doing your work with the rest before you eventually leave when they have to go for their individual training.
the next few weeks you came by to the tower almost every weekday. it had been natasha’s idea and while everyone was slightly confused, yelena had simply went along with it, a knowing glint in her eyes.
it felt good, the last few years had been rough for you and you often dreaded heading home after school ended. but now you would hitch a ride with everyone to go to the avengers tower after school and then get a ride back home with peter.
you found yourself getting closer to natasha as well, the russian could always be found where you were. it was confusing for you, to seemingly be the centre of natasha’s attention, but it felt almost natural.
one night would soon change everything.
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wanda groans quietly when she hears her phone ring, blindly reaching out for it, she accepts the call and puts it to her ear.
“hello?” wanda mumbles sleepily, yawning as she waits for a reply.
“wanda?” your trembling voice immediately shocks all the sleep out of wanda’s system.
“y/n/n? milaya? what’s wrong are you okay?” wanda sits up in bed quickly, her free hand flicking to turn on the lamp on her side table.
“i’m sorry, i-“ your words are cut off by a shuddering sob. “i didn’t have anyone else to call. peter is on a mission and i, please i need to get out of here-“
“where the fuck did you go you bitch?!” a loud male voice makes both you and wanda jump. you whimper quietly and wanda is quick to rush out of her room to head to natasha’s all while telling you stay on the line.
she bangs impatiently on the door as she tries her best to reassure you over the phone. the door swings open to reveal an irate natasha but wanda is quick to explain the sitaution.
soon, the duo are in the car while wanda continues to try and calm you. thankfully, wanda remembers your address from the few times she went over after school. with natasha as the driver, the supposed 40 minute drive becomes 20.
the car pulls up to an apartment building and the two run up the stairs. the door to the apartment was slightly open and there was drunken shouting coming from inside.
“come out come out wherever you are~ it’s okay, dada just wants to play!” the drunk man laughs obnoxiously as he tries to look for you. slipping in quietly, natasha is quick to knock him out and wanda hurries to your room, finding you in your locked closet. wanda knocks gently, “y/n? it’s wanda. can you open the door milaya? i promise it’s safe now.”
the door unlocks and she opens it to reveal you curled up on the ground, clutching a blanket and a stuffed animal. wanda lets out a soft gasp at your state, a bruise was forming on your cheek, arms littered with more bruises but the most angering thing was the handprint mark around your neck. in your worn out state, you just sit there, sobbing silently as wanda quickly shakes herself out of her shock.
“milaya, y/n.. can i touch you?” wanda’s speaks softly, doing her best not to startle you. you nod weakly and wanda scoops you up, one arm hooking under your legs and another around your body. you drop your things onto your body, forcing yourself to move your own arms to loop around her, burying your face into her neck as you sob in relief.
“thank you.” you mumble out and wanda presses a soft kiss to the top of your head.
she carries you out carefully, not missing how natasha’s eyes flashed with anger when the older woman sees your state.
natasha gives one firm kick the unconscious man before they both walk back downstairs. natasha starts up the car and wanda sits in the back with you. you curl up on her lap, refusing to move and natasha doesn’t bat an eye as she drives back to the tower.
sometime on the drive back, you had fallen asleep, the day’s events catching up to you. wanda wonders how she never noticed the signs, and if peter had known about your father’s abuse at all. natasha’s heart felt heavy with guilt, her eyes constantly looking at your limp body in the rearview mirror. she catches a sight of a red blanket and she has to force the tears away.
she can’t believe you still kept it.
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you groan softly when you feel pain throughout your body. you shuffle around a bit and tense when you don’t recognise the sheets you are on. the events of the previous night slowly come back to you, how you had tried to call peter but then remembered how he was on a practise mission with tony stark and steve rogers. the next person you had thought of was wanda, so you called her. you recall hiding in the closet, praying and hoping that he wouldn’t find you in his drunken haze. suddenly the shouting had ceased and wanda was in your room. she had carried you out, to a car.. that natasha drove?
taking a deep breath, you slowly open your eyes. you blink wearily as you look around the dark room. you sit up slowly, grimacing at the pain that shoots through your body. you hesitate for a while before calling out for FRIDAY.
“good afternoon miss y/n. do you need me to go get miss maximoff or miss romanoff?”
you reply with a yes and as an afterhtought, ask for FRIDAY to brighten up the light in the room.
there’s a series of knocks on the door and you call for them to come in, smiling softly at wanda and natasha as they step inside.
“thank you for coming to get me last night. i’m sorry i had to trouble you.” you fiddle with the blanket in your lap nervously, the same one that you had been holding onto since wanda found you the night before.
“it’s alright, but.. we do have to talk about it.” natasha moves to sit on the edge of the bed while wanda opts to sit next to you. you shift closer to her and sigh contentedly when her arms wrap around you.
“y/n..” natasha starts and you try to look at anywhere but her, chewing on your bottom lip nervously. “y/n, how long has this been going on for?”
“emotionally and verbally? years. but the physical abuse only started last year .” you hear harsh intake of breath from natasha and wanda stiffens next to you.
“my dad he, he never really wanted me. but my mum always wanted a child, even though they always had trouble conceiving. she’s the one that wanted to adopt and so she convinced him to adopt a baby together. she uh, she died in a car crash when i was 8.” your bottom lip trembles as you try not to cry.
“dad didn’t handle it so well. he never liked a lot of things but he loved mum the most. he uh, he started drinking and it spiraled from there. he raised me but was mainly absent from my life. but things got out of hand and he went to work drunk early last year, so he was fired. i think that was the final straw, you know? he got angerier, he drank more and his outbursts became more violent.”
it was as if the floodgates had opened. soon you were sharing about all the things that had been happening over the last year and a half.
“please i- i really don’t want to go back to stay with him. please don’t make me go back natasha.” you sob, hand clutching onto your blanket as you huddle closer to wanda, as if natasha was going to pick you up and send you back. she could feel her heart clench painfully and she shook her head fiercely.
“i’m never ever going to send you back there okay? i’ll call tony and see if we can pull you out of his guardianship, have you stay here with us instead.” natasha tentatively reaches out to you and when you don’t flinch, she wipes away your tears. “malyshka, i promise you that you will be safe here, okay?”
you nod in response, mumbling a relieved “thank you”.
“wanda, could you bring her to your room? it’ll probably be more comfortable than this guest room.” natasha instructs and wanda bobs her head in agreement. natasha continues, “no training for you today, just make sure that y/n is comfortable yeah? if either of you need anything, get FRIDAY to call for me. i’m going to go find tony now and sort everything out.”
leaning forward, natahsa presses a kiss to the top of both your heads before swiftly exiting the room, going straight to tony’s lab.
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in a sick, twisted fortune, your adoptive dad wanted nothing to do with you and was more than happy to give you away.
“she’s your problem now.” he spat out venomously. steve had to physically restrain natasha from jumping him in that moment.
steve was granted temporary guardianship of you, until they figured out who would be your legal guardian. at this point, natasha had come clean about her connection with you. how she had given birth to you while on a long term mission, and how she decided to leave you on a doorstep of an orphanage the day before she had to be extracted by the red room. how she thought about you everyday and she had always second guessed giving you up. but when she was put on another mission and a 3 year old yelena was put in her arms, she was thankful that she had done what she did, especially when they had to forcefully pry yelena away from her once their undercover mission was over.
everyone had tried to convince natasha to talk to you, but while she would never admit it, she was afraid.
while you had struck up a friendship of sorts with natasha the first few weeks of coming over to the tower, your relationship only grew properly when you started to stay there permanently. you were given a week off school to recover and natasha had spent the entire week fussing over you, making sure you healed well.
natasha took you under her wing, and soon you were nicknamed her shadow. because calling you mini nat or mini romanoff hit far too close to home for the older redhead.
so it came as no surprise to anyone (but natasha) when at the 6 month mark of being at the tower, you decided to ask natasha to be your actual legal guardian.
natasha feels her heart soar at the question, her heart warming at your hopeful gaze. she wants to say yes, to wrap you up in a tight hug and pepper the top of your head with kisses.
but she also knows you deserve the truth. so she pushes down the happiness threatening to overflow and instead grabs your hand, pulling you to your room. despite your confusion, you follow her as she guides you to your bed, both of you taking a seat.
“i..” natasha hesitates slightly, not knowing if she was ready for this conversation to happen. she takes a deep breath, as she tries to calm her heart, knowing that she would not forgive herself if she didn’t tell you this. she wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t forgive her either for keeping this a secret for so long.
“thank you malyshka. it means a lot to me that you would choose me as your guardian. but, before i accept i think that there‘s something you should know.” you nod slowly, lips curling into a slight pout as you wonder what was going on.
natasha’s tongue swipes over her dry lips as she gestures to the blanket that sits on your bed. you grab it and look back towards her as you waited.
“do you know how you got this blanket?”
you nod, this blanket was the only thing you had of your biological mother. the orphanage said that it was left with you in the basket. you always struggled with your feelings towards your mother, did she not want you? why were you left there with nothing but a blanket with a set of initials on it and your name written in a cursive loop on a card.
“the initials on them.. N and R, correct?”
your breath hitches as you stare at natasha, your trembling fingers brushing against the initials the same way you do every night you think of her.
“how do you know that?” you breathed out, gaze steady on natasha’s.
“because i was the one who sewed them there.” natasha says softly. but you hear her, and soon you’re on your feet.
“no.” your voice is shaky, eyes filling with tears.
“y/n-“ natasha stands up but you quickly step back, hand still clutching onto your blanket.
“you.. you’re my mother? the mother who left me? and you’ve been here all this time? how long have you known?”
natasha doesn’t answer.
“godamnit natasha, how long have you known?!” you shout, your hand swiping across your eyes harshly.
“since the very first day peter brought you over. the heart shaped birthmark confirmed it for me.”
you chuckle weakly, your legs start moving and soon you’re pacing around the room. you stop suddenly and turn to face natasha. she takes in a shuddering breath, trying not to cry at the look of hurt and betrayal on your face.
“why? i don’t understand, how can you be my mother? my mother didn’t want me, she left me on the doorstep of an orphanage. but you- you’ve been nothing but a mother to me! you were the one that got me a place here and you were the one that patched me up. the one that held me through all my breakdowns and who even started to train me so i could protect myself. how could you be the same person that abandoned me?” you cry out, tears streaming down your face as you look at natasha, trying to understand.
you’d be lying if you said you never thought about her. especially after your adoptive mother passed, you wondered if you’d ever find your biological mom. you were actually considering asking tony if he could help you track her down, if it was even possible. but all this while, she has been right here in this tower you have come to call home.
“i never wanted to leave you malyshka. if i could, i would’ve taken you with me but i couldn’t do it. not when i was going back to the red room.” natasha’s crying now too, her eyes red as tears slipped down her cheeks.
“the red room they, they train little girls to be killers. we kill each other to be the best and i would never have forgiven myself if i handed you over. i missed you everyday malyshka, i thought about you day and night. but i never ever regretted leaving you behind, because i love you too much to put you through what i went through.” natasha risks a step closer to you.
“i’m sorry my little one, i never meant to hurt you. i hope one day you can forgive me for leaving you, but if not that’s okay. i promise that i will do all i can to make it up to you, even if you never want to see me again-”
“no!” you interrupt natasha, a sob clawing its way out of your chest. “please don’t go.”
this time you’re the one to close the distance. you were always slightly shorter for your age, which meant that you were still smaller than natasha. you wrap you arms around her midsection and you bury your face against her shoulder as you start to cry harder. she wraps her arms around you and hugs you close, swaying her body gently in hopes to soothe you.
“i’m.. i’m still mad.” you confess quietly. “i understand why you did it, you just wanted to protect me. but you could’ve still found me- you’re a trained spy. why didn’t you?”
“i still have red in my ledger. i’m a walking target, i have all sorts of people who want me dead. i never wanted to get you entangled in all this.”
you pull away, a new wave of tears threatening to fall at the implications of her words.
“does this mean i have to leave?”
“no!” natasha quickly backtracks, realising how her words got misinterpreted. “no. you don’t have to go anywhere okay? that was what i thought last time. but now..”
natasha raises a hand to cup your cheek softly, fingers wiping away your tears.
“but now i have you back i don’t think i ever want to let you go.”
your lips curl into a shy smile as you reply. “i don’t want to go either.”
natasha leans forward and presses your foreheads together. you let out a shaky breath as your eyes close. the two of you allow the silence to fall over the both of you until you decide to break it.
“i think this means you can’t be my legal guardian anymore.” natasha’s heart sinks into her stomach. her eyes open and she is met with your smile.
“maybe.. maybe you could adopt me? be my mum officially once again?” you continue on, eyes cast downwards shyly. natasha smiles brightly as she leans to press a kiss onto your forehead.
“even without that piece of paper, i have always been and will always be your mama. thank you for trusting me malyshka.”
both of you know that there is still a lot of things to talk about, but for now, you finally have your mama and natasha finally gets the chance to hold and call her baby hers.
Maddie and Tom never stopped looking for any of their sons. The real reason Tom became a Police was to try finding anything on them. They were about to give up when Sonic found them. They all took a DNA (with consent) test and were waiting for the results when it finally came. It came back positive, and maddie and tom were over joy and happy. Their hope was renewed.
When Sonic found the picture of three boys. He asked Maddie and Tom, who they were. When Maddie and Tom realize they forget to tell Sonic their his biological parents. That was when Sonic found out about his big brother and little brother.
He was overjoyed and asked if they were looking for them. Tom nodded and said yeah they were. Sonic asked what their names were. After that, Sonic asked almost every day if they found anything.
(Also, Robotnik is a rival school principal who is trying to win the emerald reward for best school)
reader calling natasha mama for the first time 🤧🤧🤧🤧 crying in russian assassin language
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it’s been a little over a month and a half since natasha had finally come clean with the truth. while there were still some more legalities that had to be smoothened out for natasha to finally sign the adoption papers, she stayed true to her word.
she didn’t need a piece of paper to be your mama.
you fit into her routine seamlessly. wake up for her morning run, shower, then wake up the kids. she always denies it but she purposely wakes you up the last.
she’ll make sure all four of you have your breakfast, that your bags are all packed and that you have enough lunch money before happy sends you all to school.
she would rotate with tony and steve to pick you kids up. make sure all of you had snacks and that your homework was being done before the team comes together for dinner. on good nights, you would watch movies or play some games. on most nights you, wanda, yelena and kate would come together at the table to continue studying or do more homework.
today, kate had to stay in school for archery while peter had a science project to do. so you, yelena and wanda decided to have a girls' day out since it was a thursday and it happened to be a holiday the next day.
when natasha’s car pulls into the parking lot, yelena calls for shotgun, rushing to the front seat while you and wanda simply laugh at her antics.
“hey girls, how was school?” natasha greets from the front, wordlessly passing the aux cord to yelena who pumps her fist in excitement. she quickly queues up her playlist before replying.
“it was good sestra! actually, y/n over there has a question, right?” yelena turns to look at you, shooting you a discreet wink.
if there’s one thing all the kids have learned (and decided to milk) is that natasha almost always says yes to you. yelena was clearly more than happy to pass down the responsibility to you.
“can we have a girl’s day today? maybe head to the mall to shop and have dinner together?” you’re sure to look at natasha pleadingly, eyes wide and lips curled into a sweet smile.
natasha shakes her head, still not believing how the kids would make you ask her for anything. she wonders if they make peter ask tony for things, or have wanda ask steve. (spoiler alert, yes they do exactly that.)
but of course, natasha agrees. she has been hoping to spend more time with all of you, but it proved to be difficult due to the avengers work and school.
she decides to drive up to another mall that none of you had visited before, so that you could all explore it together.
the first thing on the agenda was to go get drinks. to make it more fun, you all play rock paper scissors and the winner gets to choose the store. yelena wins and promptly drags everyone to starbucks.
you guys decide to play again, to see who should decide where to go next. this time, wanda wins and she requests to go to bookstore to pick up some new books.
you all spend a good half hour inside, and you even get some russian language books so you could start learning.
after placing the books back in the car, you play another round and you win. you hum thoughtfully as you think back to the stores you saw in the directory.
“what about the arcade?”
the rest are quick to agree and soon you find yourself in front of an air hockey table, trying to figure out who should be on whose team.
“since y/n won, she should get to pick her teammate.” wanda suggests and they all turn to you.
“mama?” you ask, hand reaching out to natasha but you freeze halfway when you realise what you had just called the redhead.
before you can second guess yourself, natasha reaches forward to grasp your hand, pulling you to stand next to her, a bright smile on her lips.
"as you wish malyshka."
you certainly never expected yourself to call natasha mama at an arcade at all places, or in that scenario. but it was perfect because it felt so natural.
so when you win against yelena and wanda later on, you cheer loudly arms wrapping tight around your mama who spins you around happily.
"mama and i make the best team." you declare happily, the title rolling off your tongue naturally.
"that we do malyshka." natasha smiles back warmly, her heart practically bursting with happiness.
and yes, that night natasha cries just a little after tucking you in. she doesn't think she will ever get used to you calling her mama.
permission - wanda maximoff x romanoff!reader [finally found au]
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word count: 1230
a/n: soo this is just a one shot where both wanda and r talk to nat about their feelings for each other!! based off this ask ~ i’ll probably write another one where they tell nat that they’re officially together, or her finding out that they made it official i’m not sure yet aha but i hope you guys enjoy this!! takes place after nat reveals the truth & r starts calling nat mama because they’re both pining idiots ! italics indicates a flashback ~
wanda was a nervous wreck. she paces up and down her room, mumbling to herself in sokovian as she tries to psych herself up for her talk with natasha tonight.
she flicks her wrist and her script flies to her hand as she reads through it again, trying to remember the points she had come up with over the past few days.
a knocking on her door makes her jump, red tendrils shooting out causing her to be suspended in mid air. she swears quietly as she calls for the person to come in, slowly settling back on the floor.
“wands?” you poke your head through the door, giggling when you see floating back to the ground. wanda whirls around, her face lighting up when she sees you at the door.
“did i scare you that badly?” you tease as you step inside, hands hiding something behind you.
“i was just deep in thought.” wanda blushes as she steps towards you. “what are you doing here milaya?”
this time, you’re the one with the shy smile. your move your hands in front, presenting a bouquet of flowers to wanda.
“y/n.. what’s this?” wanda gasps softly, eyes darting between the flowers and yo ur face.
“this is me asking you out.” you smile cheekily before taking a deep breath.
“wanda.. all those months ago when i couldn’t contact peter, you were the first person on my mind. i’ve known you since we were 12 and you’ve easily worked your way into my heart. i think we both know that in the recent years my feelings for you have shifted.. it’s been a wild few months what with me moving here and coping to a life where i’m finally free from him. but you’ve been here, you’re always here and i’m so thankful for that. so, wanda maximoff, will you give me the honour of being able to bring you out on a date?”
wanda’s eyes are glossy with tears and you panic a little thinking you did something wrong. but the flowers are wrapped in a red mist, floated towards the bed and soon you have a sokovian witch rushing to embrace you in a hug. you chuckle softly as you hug her back, one hand patting her head while the other rubs up and down her back.
“i can’t believe you beat me to it. i was going to go talk to tasha..” wanda mumbles into your shoulder and you laugh even louder.
“you were going to ask mama for permission to take me out? what were you going to do if she said no?”
“i’d still take you out.” your heart warms at her quick reply.
“glad to know you aren’t scared of the black widow.” you press a kiss to the top of her head, feeling her sigh contentedly as she snuggles closer.
the two of you agree to have the date that weekend, but you insist on keeping the location a secret. (it was a carnival that was in town for the summer, you knew wanda always loved going to those every year.)
the two of you cuddle for the rest of the afternoon, watching reruns of wanda’s favourite sitcoms until it was time for dinner.
that evening, when everyone gathers in the common room for game night, wanda makes sure she gets a moment alone with natasha like she planned.
“hey tasha, can i talk to you real quick?” wanda fiddles with her ring nervously as she stands next to natasha who was preparing some more snacks. natasha hums in acknowledgment as she turns to look at wanda, raising her mug to her lips, waiting for wanda to continue.
“so uh, i don’t know if you know but well, y/n asked me out today. i was supposed to do it first after talking to you because well you are her mum and i wanted to run it by you first. but then again even if you said no i would’ve still done it— not because i don’t value your opinion of course but well you see i really really like her tasha. for the longest time and i just want to make her happy you know? i’m sorry if it’s weird and all because you’ve been like a mom to me all this time and now you’re actually her mom so it’s been kinda strange but i know it’s not like yelena where she’s more of a sister cause i definitely don’t see y/n like that..” wanda continues to ramble and at this point she’s pacing as she’s talking, hands waving in the air occasionally to accentuate her point.
natasha smirks behind her mug and it takes all her willpower to not laugh at how adorable wanda was being.
“okay that went off tangent so bad. but, tasha, will it be okay if i continue to see y/n? provided the date goes well?” wanda spins to look at natasha, her gaze pleading and her hands wringing together nervously. this time, natasha lets out a chuckle. she sets down her mug and goes over to wrap wanda in a hug.
“i really don’t know which was more amusing, your rambling or y/n’s.”
“y/n?” wanda’s brow furrows in confusion.
“she came to me a couple days ago..” natasha smiles softly as she recounts the conversation she had with her daughter.
“okay mama this is like pretty weird i know, because well i am your daughter but! i know you see wanda as your daughter as well, so i’m here to talk to you about bringing wanda out on a date. now i know you must be a little shocked because usually people think i like peter and hey! yes he is a great guy and my best friend but like i’m gay.. which i feel like i should’ve told you seperately but it’s kinda too late for that- anyways. mama i like wanda. like a lot a lot. she makes my heart happy and i just always want to be with her you know?“ you paced around natasha’s room as you continued to rant about your crush on wanda.
natasha sits on her bed, very much amused at the scene playing out in front of her. it was cute how you thought she wouldn’t know about your feelings considering everyone within the tower already did and were just waiting for something to happen.
she and yelena even had a bet going on against peter and kate. (that they end up winning since you asked wanda out before the end of the summer)
“so mama, can i take wanda out on a date? i’m planning to bring her to the carnival we always go to. do you think she’ll like it?” you stopped at the side of the bed, looking down at natasha with a worried gaze.
natasha laughed and grabbed your hand, squeezing it reassuredly.
“i’m sure she’ll love it malyshka. i’ll even be your personal chauffeur for the day, how does that sound?”
“i’m glad you two found each other. you guys make each other happy and that’s truly all that matters. that and i also trust both of you to not go around and break each other’s heart.” natasha smiles warmly at wanda who melts in her embrace.
“i love you, tasha. thank you, for everything.”
“you’re most welcome my little witch. i love you too.”
How would finally found Nat react to reader being really sick, like completely weak and throwing up?
knowing natasha she probably read up a lot on how to care for sick children because she’s very prepared:> short drabble below the cut!!
tw for vomiting and sickness!
“agent romanoff.” FRIDAY’s automated voice startles the redhead from her sleep. “it seems as though miss y/n is unwell. my scans shows that she is running a pretty high fever- i think she just threw up. may i advise you go check on her?”
the AI’s voice continues on through the hallway, as natasha rushes to your room. pushing open the door, she sees the open toilet door, grimacing when she hears you throwing up.
putting her hair up in a bun, she makes her presence known by calling out to you. pushing open the door, she coos your name softly when you look up at her, eyes glassy with tears.
she squats behind you as she ties up your hair, hand going to rub your back when you start throwing up again.
natasha calls out to FRIDAY, asking the AI to alert the medbay below to be on standby so she can bring you in once you’re ready to move.
natasha is panicking on the inside, but she knows she has to keep calm in order to help you. thankfully, she read up a lot on those “what to when your child is unwell” articles (and she might’ve called laura for a more in-depth tutorial too)
so she sits with you, rubbing your back and talking to you softly. once you finally felt like you weren’t as nauseous anymore, she gives you a cup of water to rinse out your mouth before closing the lid to flush the toilet. she helps you up and does her best to steady you as she walks you out. you whine softly when she doesn’t help you to your bed but natasha shushes you softly and explains that she’s bringing you to the medbay.
the doctor says it’s a little too early to diagnose but they suspect that it’s either a really bad flu or food poisoning. nonetheless, they give natasha fever reducers, anti nausea medicine and antibiotics to help alleviate your symptoms. natasha listens attentively and takes note of all the pointers the doctor gives.
half an hour later, natasha sits by your bedside as you sleep. she has a cloth and a bowl of cold water next to her as she works on reducing your fever. a pail nearby as well in case you’re sick again.
she hates seeing you in pain and wishes that she could take it all away. but she knows that’s not possible so she makes sure to do everything she can to help you feel better. she spends the next few days hovering over you and taking caring of every thing you could possibly need. once you were able to stomach food, she worked on building up your diet again.
a worry filled week later and you were finally back to peak health, your appetite returned and you were even going for runs with wanda. natasha still hovered but she was very glad that you were recovering.
her destiny - wanda maximoff x romanoff!reader [finally found au]
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word count; 1,675
a/n; back with another fic for the finally found au!! kinda inspired by dsmom where they kept calling her “witch” with heavy usage of wandavision dialogue in the beginning .. this fic mainly focuses on wanda and talks abit of her past in this au :”) i love wanda very much and she deserves so much love n happiness<33 i hope y’all enjoy! (also it is dsmom spoiler free in case anyone is avoiding spoilers still~) feedback is always appreciated muacks
wanda sits in the meeting room, her fingers twisting and pushing at the rings on her hands. next to her, a furious natasha romanoff. opposite her, a calm witch who introduced herself as agatha harkness.
on the table sits a book opened to specific page, a familiar figure on it with the accompanying text titled as “The Scarlet Witch.”
“you have no idea just how dangerous you are, do you?” agatha asks, her voice filled with faux sympathy. “your magic, the same magic that led me here by the way, is chaos magic. even if you have yet to harness it, it’s there. which makes you, my dear, the Scarlet Witch.
agatha tuts as she flips to the next page.
“did you know there’s an entire chapter devoted to you in the Darkhold? this-“ her blackened fingers tap on the book, her smile curling into a smirk. “-is the book of the damned. “the Scarlet Witch is not born, she is forged. she has no coven, no need for incantation.””
“she’s not a witch.” natasha cuts in, her glare hardening even more.
“i.. i don’t cast spells. no one taught me magic.” wanda spoke softly, her eyes fixated on the book in front of her.
“that doesn’t take away the fact that you’re an incredibly powerful being. your power exceeds that of the sorcer supreme.” agatha stands up and natasha is quick to jump to her feet as well. a few rooms away, the rest of them team are watching carefully.
“it‘s your destiny to destroy the world.”
“i’m not what you say i am.” wanda rebutts, her voice hardening slightly.
-
today had started off normally, the teens were sent off to school, wanda and yelena had returned earlier whereas you, peter and kate had extracurricular activities to attend.
what wanda had not expected was to be called into the meeting room, to have her history laid out in front of her and be told her destiny was to destroy the world.
once natasha had deemed that agatha had enough time with the young teen, wanda is quickly ushered out by steve to the common area. yelena glances up from her homework when she hears their footsteps, her brow furrowing in concern when she sees wanda’s slightly trembling form.
“wands? what happened?” homework quickly forgotten, yelena jumps up to rush over to the witch. wanda shakes her head in response, not wanting to talk about it at the moment. the blonde opens up her arms in silent question and wanda gratefully falls into the much needed embrace. steve excuses himself quietly, fishing out his phone whilst on the way back to the interrogation area to text you.
glancing at your phone when it buzzed lightly on the table, you were quick to apologise to your tutee before shooting a reply back to steve. you stood outside the library, foot tapping on the floor nervously as you waited for whoever it was to pick you up. a familiar car screeches to a halt in front of you and you murmur a small “thank god” when you see maria in the driver seat. maria might not be as reckless as natasha in terms of driving but she would definitely be much faster than steve. maria all but peels out of the school’s parking lot, understanding that this might not be the right time for any small talk.
the drive to the tower is much quicker than usual and maria barely has time to properly stop the car before you’re rushing out and up the elevator.
the minute the door slides open to the common area, a figure rushes to you and you’re quick to wrap your arms around your girlfriend. you shoot yelena a thankful smile before directing FRIDAY to bring the elevator to residential floor.
the two of you stand in silence as wanda clings onto you tightly, taking deep breaths as she snuggles closer to your body. you rub a hand up and down her back soothingly, pressing kisses onto her forehead. when the elevator reaches your floor, you shift your arms so that you can carry wanda to your room. settling down on the little couch area you have in your room, you whisper soft reassurances to wanda when you feel her start to cry softly, overwhelmed by the day’s emotions and her thoughts.
was that really who she was? a monster?
when HYDRA told her she would be a weapon, that she would be the biggest adversary the Avengers would ever face in their lifetime, she had been terrified. sure, she was angry at the world, angry at stark for taking away her parents. but there was a fear she could never shake off, that one day she would destroy more than the Avengers. was that the life she really wanted?
and when pietro died.. wanda had felt a part of her die too that day. it had been one thing to lose her parents, but at least the rubble made it difficult to see their bodies. but she could still remember pietro’s hole filled body, it was a training session gone wrong, one of the bullets had nicked him causing him to trip.
she always wondered if she had been faster, would she have been able to save him?
without her brother by her side, wanda’s resolve crumbled and she became of no use to HYDRA, not when she didn’t even want to take care of herself. no matter what they did to abuse or hurt her, she was a shell of the girl she was before and everyone could see it. eventually they gave up and left her to die.
that’s how she was found by the team. it had taken months of patience from natasha, dr cho and her psychologist, dr blue, for wanda to reach where she was today.
then there was also you. it had been dr blue’s idea to enrol wanda into a middle school. they had hoped being around children her age would smoothen her transition. so once wanda had some semblance of control over her powers, she was enrolled into the same school and grade as peter. she was a curious and intelligent child, quick to grasp the new language and the subjects they were studying. peter was tasked to show wanda around, which was how she met you, his best friend.
she had joined closer towards the end of the school year, which fell around mother’s day. it was a sore subject for you three, moreso for you since you had lost your mother barely a week and a half before meeting wanda, so the loss was fresh.
that afternoon, while the class made cards for their mothers, the two of you swapped stories of your own families. over the years, you had become a constant in the sokovian’s life. she looked forward to seeing you everyday at school, enjoying how normal you made her feel.
with HYDRA, she was expected to be a weapon.
with the Avengers, she wanted to do more, to use her powers for good like the rest. while it was never explicitly stated like before, she also knew the team expected her to join them one day. (though she also knew that no one would hold it against her if she chose not to.)
but with you, she finally felt like she could be herself. just wanda, free of all burdens and expectations.
sitting in your protective embrace, wanda finally lets her worries slip out. hearing the brunette recount what agatha told her made your blood boil with anger. how dare she? how dare she come here and call wanda such things, accuse her of such evil? with one hand still wrapped her body, you bring another hand to gently wipe away the tears that had fallen.
“what if she’s right? it is my destiny after all..” wanda trails off sadly, her eyes downcast.
“it doesn’t matter what anyone or any stupid book says. you are not what they say you are my love, you are so so much more.” you state firmly, the same hand wiping away her tears goes to cup wanda’s cheek, gently pushing her face up so that she’ll meet your gaze.
“you are more than a witch. if there’s one thing that book got right is that you’re powerful wanda, but what makes you powerful is not just your raw magic. no, it’s what you choose to do that makes all the difference in the world. you, my love, can write your own destiny. i know life hasn’t been the kindest to you, but look at you now. no one else has any power over your life and future except yourself, okay?”
wanda let’s out another sob at your words and shifts forward to hug you tightly, burying her face in your neck as she continues to cry. wanda thinks she’ll never know what good she has done previously to give her the privilege of not just knowing someone as kind as you but to also be able to call you hers.
“thank you.” wanda shifts her head so that you can hear her clearly. “thank you for being here. and for knowing just what to say.”
“i will always be here for you my lovely witch.” you turn to press a loving kiss on wanda’s head. wanda lets out a raspy chuckle at the term of endearment.
“only you and tasha can call me that and not make me feel horrible.” wanda mumbles as she sits up to readjust her position. putting both her legs on one side, she sits on your lap with her head pressing up against your chest, the sound of your heartbeat soothing her immensely.
“you are a witch, but that’s not all there is to you my darling. and i will always be here remind you of that.” you promise as you pull her body closer to yours, depositing another kiss on the top of her head.
finally found - natasha romanoff x daughter!reader [masterlist]
main relationships:
mama!nat x reader
wanda x romanoff!reader (romantic)
peter x yelena x kate x reader (platonic)
i would love to explore more of this dynamic! so imma turn it into a mini series of sorts :] feel free to send in anything in regards to this au ~ requests for this au are open!!
all talks about this au can be found tagged with #finally found au
finally found
the first part of the au! a must read to understand the story :>
permission
you and wanda both talking to natasha about each other, very fluff very cute
the (accidental) reveal
where natasha finds out you and wanda have made it official. and no, she’s not upset neither of you told her, not at all.
making it official
the papers are finally ready, but natasha still has some lingering doubts about her abilities. which leads to you wondering if natasha still wants to be your mama. cue laura and yelena to the rescue! and ofc peter and wanda comforting you <3
her destiny
you remind wanda that she is more than what a stupid, magic book claims her to be
blurbs:
r calling nat mama for the first time
natasha’s backstory aka me tryna map out her past
extras:
what would trigger reader and who calms her down best? also talks about peter & wanda’s backstory
