the amount of jokes nat and kate would make about mothers day to wanda would be insane. like the "happy mothers day mommy" becomes more irrating than comforting lol. But then toys just there genuinly making her breakfast in bed
We're going to ignore that this drabble is.. a few days late now. It's okay, its fine.
But happy mothers day to my favorite MILF, Wanda Maximoff.
Training Grounds Universe
Wanda laid face down on the couch, grumbling to herself as she heard the rambunctious laughter behind her. The two had been making jokes all morning and you were no where to be found, so the witch had to grumpily deal with them all alone.
Kate is bouncing on her toes around the couch, giggles making it difficult to hear her voice clearly. “Mommmmmy. Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy!” Her fist is gripping a now broken, crushed flower as she tries presenting it again to the older brunette.
Her laughter is met quickly as Natasha slides from the other side of the room, holding up a horribly drawn out Mother’s Day card on the back of a Chinese delivery menu. “Here Mommy, I made you a card too!” The widow is trying to shove the card into Wanda’s hand, but the latter is hiding as much as she can into the couch.
Her head whipping up to glare at the two just makes them laugh more, falling against each other on the opposite couch. “Just wait till Father’s Day, Daddy.” Her voice comes out in sneer through barred teeth. She sits up now, as she watches the two slowly retreat down the hall. Crossing her arms she pouts a little, confused where you were.
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It doesn’t take long for Natasha and Kate to get confidence again, the two finding Wanda in her office now. The witch is on her computer, planning something, when the two saunter in with smirks on their faces.
Kate slides onto the desk, smiling at Wanda as she glares up at her, before presenting her with a teddy bear. It’s holding a heart that says Happy Mother’s Day but the archer had taped a piece of paper that had Mommy’s scribbled on it over the former word. “Please oh please forgive me Mommy. It is your day after all.” The tone is entirely too mocking and it makes the witch’s skin crawl with irritation.
Natasha’s hands run down her girlfriend’s arms, as she wraps her in a comforting hug from behind. “Oh. C’mon Mommy. What’s a little fun gonna hurt on your day.” The chuckle that falls from her lips makes Wanda flick her in her nose.
The widow helps Kate down off the desk, as she puffs her chest in fake pride. “Let’s go Mutt, our amazing gifts and love is apparently not good enough for Mommy over there. Must be above all that.” The two mockingly whimper sadly as they head out the door, a shouted Happy Mommy Day thrown over their shoulder as they giggle.
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You’re struggling, a lot more than you should be, but you’re determined to do this on your own. Your own mother forced the entire family to go out for the day so you're grumpy that you only just got to the compound an hour ago, but you're determined to make the evening amazing. You had F.R.I.D.A.Y on look out as you tried your hardest to make an amazing dinner for Wanda. You knew that she would be at the normal weekly team meeting which gave you some time to go and set up in her room as well.
Having just sat down in the middle of your huge blanket fort the door slamming open made you flinch, but seeing Wanda stomp through the threshold made you smile. You leaned up to sit prettily on your knees for her, as you watch her shuffle into her room with her eyes glued to her phone. She had just leaned against the door when you finally found your voice, "Happy Mother's Day, Mommy." The tone was entirely too soft for your original mindset, but seeing her there made your heart flutter and you couldn't help it.
Her forest eyes snap up, and confusing fleeting anger settles into adoration. "Oh Little one.." Her voice trails off as she takes in the blanket fort with fairy lights and flowers. She sees the huge dinner and pretty drinks on trays, with a few wrapped boxes on the side. A couple books stacked in the corner and the remote on top of them was next to a pile of comfy looking clothes.
You squirm in your spot, nerves starting to get the best of you as you open your mouth to apologize for how late you are. You barely get the sentence out before Wanda is kneeling next to you, pulling you into a kiss that melts your entire soul. It's soft, and she guides you through it as she tilts your head to the side. It's the kind of kiss you know she saves just for you, and Natasha, and it makes your entire body vibrate happily. "Shh Мой красивый ангел. This is perfect, you are perfect."
There's tears in her eyes as she kisses you again before finally pulling away. The two of you settle into a soft and quiet night, and you can't help but realize how perfect your life is. Wanda doesn't stop smiling the entire night, her smile widening as you explain what each pile and thing is. The two of you end the night with some random show softly in the background as she reads out loud to you. You're curled up into her side, her heart beat lulling you to sleep.
Wanda pulls you closer, her hand rubbing the soft skin stretched along your ribs, as she reads to you softly. The muffled snores make her smile as she catches you falling asleep, and she realizes that all the teasing she endured earlier was worth every moment she spent with you.
When reader is sleepy but needy, would nay ever let reader grind against her thigh while both of them laying down and wanda is sleeping?
I love this, sooo enjoy this ...drabble..? (it's a little long but whatever)
**Minors DNI** **18+**
Your eyes snap open and your head rolls around lazily, looking at the sleeping women around you. Kate is curled up at the end of the bed, Wanda sprawled out as per usual, and Natasha is curled up next to you. The quiet snores of Kate blend well with the hum of the air conditioner, and you can see Wanda’s eyebrows twitching as she dreams. The ginger directly next to you is completely still as usual, but you can see the steady rise and fall of her chest and it makes you smile.
Not quite sure if it was a dream you had or left over feelings from earlier that night, but the slick dripping down your thighs wasn’t something you could ignore. The heat in your body was rising and you struggled to slip out from under the covers. Flopping around a little once you finally free yourself, you aren’t aware of the sleepy eyes now on you allowing a low frustrated whine to escape.
You let your nails scratch at your thigh, thinking about maybe just taking a little bit of the edge off. A quiet throat clearing catches your attention and your eyes trail over the others, checking that they are still asleep, before your gaze falls to a barely awake Natasha.
“Is the poor toy still needy? Even after three people fucked her until she was crying?” The raspy teasing tone to the widow’s voice sends shivers down your body, and you can’t help but moan. You watch as she pushes down the blanket, letting her legs fall open some before patting her thigh. “Let’s go pretty girl.” She sounds exhausted, but there’s a tinge of excitement in her voice that urges you to climb onto her leg.
The sharp hiss that escapes through your teeth makes her shush you, but you start losing your self control feeling her toned thigh against your dripping center. She’s gently tugging your hair back, forcing your eyes to meet hers. Her body is moving, rising to lean against the headboard and to angle her thigh just right. She holds your gaze as her right hand guides your hips, pushing you to grind down with more purpose but slowly.
The fingers tangled in your hair pull at small knots as they make their way to your mouth, shoving past your lips once free from the crazy strands. Your body’s reaction is to suck on the digits but Nat has other ideas as she slowly fucks your mouth, touching the back of your throat randomly to throw you off. The drool that is dripping down your chin makes a mess, but it’s nothing compared to the wetness running down the thigh in between your own.
“You’re so pretty like this, making a mess for Daddy. Grinding your needy little cunt on my thigh, making the clean sheets all dirty.” Your eyes are fluttering now, struggling to keep eye contact with the lust blown forest green eyes. Your hips were rutting against her thigh rapidly, a stark contrast against the fingers leisurely thrusting into your mouth.
You weren’t sure when the coil in your stomach became taut, and you weren’t sure when she had begun dangling you over the edge but here you were. Not sure how loud you were being, you were glad for the fingers in your mouth muffling your breathy moans and high pitched whimpers. Forcing your eyes to stay open as your hips stutter, you try to beg your usually soft Daddy to cum but your thoughts are interrupted by a sleepy chuckle.
The fingers in your mouth slip out, wiping the string of drool that follows on your chest, as you turn your head. Wanda and Kate are watching you, eyes heavy with sleep but watching you intently. The archer’s head was now laying on the older woman’s stomach, her body between her legs. The witch’s tired eyes twinkle as you see her lazily wave a hand in the air, a slow mocking snicker falling from her lips again. “Come on little one, ask Daddy what you want.”
You open your mouth, a string of incoherent begs falling from your lips. Hips chaotically moving as you struggle to catch your breath, the panicked look on your face makes Wanda laugh. Before she can tell you to use your words though, Natasha speaks up as she wraps a hand around your throat. “Go ahead and be a good little pet, cum for Daddy.”
The heat in your stomach is overwhelming as you fall over the edge, body collapsing against the older woman’s. Your moans fill the room as your body shakes, the thin layer of sweat covering your torso rubbing against Natasha’s skin. Your moans vibrate against the Russian’s body as she lets you ride your high for as long as possible.
You’re being rolled off of the soaked thigh and onto your back as you try to catch your breath, Kate leaning over you and peppering your face with light kisses. Wanda’s chuckling sleepily at the two of you, as her nails trail up and down your side.
Natasha is slipping back into bed, a wet cloth startling some you as she cleans you up as best as she can. Instructions muttered to the young archer prompts her to bring the bottle of water brought into the room to your lips, as Wanda magically changes the sheets once more. The system is so well worked now, and it makes you feel calm and safe. The four of you finally settle back into bed, Wanda wrapped around Kate’s back as the archer curls around your body, arms pulling you flush against her torso. Natasha is watching you with sleepy eyes as she rubs her thumb against her cheek, making sure you fall asleep to the Sokovian’s quiet humming that fills the room.
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Summary: An undercover mission gets a little more real than expected.
Pairing: Kate Bishop x Reader
Genre: Smut w/ a little plot
Word Count: 1958
Warnings: Daddy kink, public sex, strap-on (r!receiving), light choking, light degrading
*Let me know if I missed anything!*
A/N: This was my first go at seeing what it would be like for reader to be in control. Definitely felt like it was a soft Daddy letting the brat feel like they were in control for one minute lol
Any comments or interactions are greatly appreciated!!
**Minors DNI** **18+**
The night started out so nice. You were enjoying a calm night out at a low key bar, some drinks and some dancing. You and Kate got dressed up and decided to splurge on dinner. She wore an incredibly tight black suit with a striking purple tie, pocket square, and socks. You wore a matching purple dress, tight and picked out by Kate specifically. She mumbled something about looking pretty in purple but you brushed it off. She paid for dinner and watched your drink when you went to the restroom. She asked you to dance and even spun you. It almost seemed like a date, until you remembered you were on a mission.
You’re only doing all these things to blend in with everyone else, but why did it feel so good? Why did it feel so nice when Kate pulled you closer when that guy asked if you were here alone? Why did it feel so nice when she kissed your shoulder when you were getting dressed.
Pushing past your thoughts, your attention was forced back to your mission. The man that you were looking for, “Jet”, had just entered the bar. He was surrounded by a few well dressed guys with a blonde hanging off his arm. Kate immediately gets up sliding up to you, asking you silently for a dance. The two of you dance casually near the table that your target is leaning at. You scan the room slowly, checking for how many people are present and who all you need to protect.
Leaning up your hand lands on Kate’s jaw, “We need to get him into a less populated area, there’s too many people here”. Your words are whispered directly in her ear, while her hands roam your body; making it look like you guys are just getting touchy.
A quick nod and you head over to the VIP area, where you’ve been told that Jet usually ends up fairly early in the night. Kate tips the guard generously so that we can both get in and you separate immediately. Kate heads to the couches to settle, looking like the bored girlfriend. You glance back, making sure her eyes are on you. Pride swells inside you as you notice her watching your ass. Swinging your hips a bit more, you head to the bar to get a drink for both of you. Ordering a martini for yourself and a long island iced tea for Kate, drinks that you normally do not order. You were scanning the bar area looking for your target or anyone associated with the Jet. The young bartender slid your drinks to you, offering them on the house. “Such a pretty face shouldn’t have to pay for drinks.” A smug smile on your face as you turn around, drinks in hands but your face falls when you see Kate. She is sitting on the couch in the corner with a tall red head leaning against the arm of the couch; rubbing her hand up and down your archer’s arm.
Head raised high, your strides are long as you walk over to Kate. Sitting impossibly close to Kate, you hand her her drink. “Here you go babe, strong just as you like it” You wrap your hand around her bicep and flip your legs to lay over one of hers. Smirking up at the red head, “And you are?” A smug eyebrow raises at the stutter that comes out of her mouth.
She turns sharply with a small glance behind her, but leaves when she notices Kate’s attention fully on you. Your eyes meet the deep ocean blues of the archer next to you and a blush rises up your neck. “Oh yeah? Scaring off the competition?” Her smug tone rubs you the wrong way and you set your drink down, standing abruptly. You grab her and drag her down the hallway. There’s a small couch and you push her until she falls onto it, immediately climbing in her lap.
She goes to say something but you cut her off, kissing her roughly. Her hands hesitate for a second before landing on your hips, pushing you down into her lap more. You take her lead and grind down, not expecting much but moaning loudly when you realize she’s packing. Pulling back breathlessly, “You-uh I..Did you plan that?” Your eyes flick down to her lap, and subconsciously your hips never stop moving.
“No-well yes technically. I didn’t plan this specifically” Her hands leave your hips to gestor between the two of you. “I just thought since ya know, I’m wearing a suit I should dress the part completely..I don’t know. No that-that sounds horrible..I just…I thought it looked good” Her cheeks are a bright red and her fingers are rubbing nervous circles into your hips.
Her hips fidget a little, a nervous tick she’s always had but the difference here is that you're grinding into her still. You fall forward, face hiding into her shoulder with a stifled moan. You can feel your arousal starting to drip down your thighs and you start regretting wearing a dress. “Fuck Daddy..” The name slips through your lips before you can even stop it and Kate’s hips sharply rut into yours, the prominent bulge pressing against your aching clit. “Oh Katie, you like that don’t you? Hmm Daddy? You wanna fuck your baby?” Your hips are moving faster as you scratch the back of Kate’s neck.
A string of whines are the only response coming out of her mouth making you chuckle. You scoot back just enough to reach her belt and zipper. A small gasp leaves your lips when you see the size of the strap but you laugh slightly when you realize it’s the same bright purple as the rest of Kate’s accessories. Your giggles are cut off when Kate reaches up under your dress and rips your soaked flimsy panties completely off. “What are you laughing at, brat?” Her voice is shaky but the husky tone shoots straight to your core.
“Nothing Daddy” You smirk slightly, admiring the cuteness of the archer below you. Her hands claw at your hips, urging you to move. “Is someone a little desperate? Does Daddy wanna fuck her brat?”
Slightly pathetic whines come from her lips as she watches you line up to her cock. Kate can’t help herself and her hips snap up, driving the tip of her strap into you. Both of you moaning out appreciatively, “Please baby girl, we gotta hurry before someone catches us.”
An airy chuckle falls from your lips as you slowly sink down onto Kate’s cock, your eyes begin fluttering. Leaning into Kate to whisper in her ear “Fuck Daddy, you fill me up so good. You think that slutty red head would fuck you like this?” You growl at the end of your sentence, slamming your hips down to meet Kate’s.
You watch as Kate’s head falls against the wall, lip between her teeth to try and muffle her groans. Eyes lazily scanning the room before meeting yours, “Th-that’s what this is about? That random chick?” Her hands are grabbing at your hips and your stomach, trying to pull you closer to feel you. Hips stutter each time a muffled moan escapes your lips.
“Oh-O fuck Daddy, you feel s-so good.” You’re trying to stay in control, though you haven’t had much experience. Leaning into Kate’s neck, you begin biting and sucking marks harshly. Marking what is yours. “I want you to cum for me Daddy. I need your cum, please Daddy.” You’re unsure of yourself but as you watch Kate start twitching underneath you, you think that maybe you’re doing okay at the best.
“Gonna fill your messy pussy with my cum baby girl. Gonna give you all my cum.” Kate is a bit of a babbling mess, sweat starting to form at her hairline. You can hear more people coming up into the VIP area and you know you’re running out of time with your privacy.
Racking your brain, you grab one of Kate’s hands and wrap it around your own throat; a reassuring squeeze to let her know it’s okay. Your hands start traveling across her body, one grips her hair tightly and the other lands under her shirt. Nails scratching her toned stomach you start to grind harshly on her strap. You can feel your wetness dripping down onto her pants and the seat but you can’t help but feel even more arousal knowing that evidence would be left behind. “I need you to cum for me Daddy, people are going to see you soon. See you fucking your little slut right here where anyone can just walk in and see. Making me feel so good.” Your voice is shaky and raspy as Kate gets more confident in her grip on your throat.
Whimpers and groans are escaping Kate’s mouth and she’s starting to get louder as she forces your hips to bounce on top of her, chasing her own high. “That’s right Daddy..U-use me Daddy. Ruin my pussy for everyone else F-f-” She drags you forward by your throat, crashing your lips together to muffle the moans falling from both of your lips. She loses her rhythm and just starts snapping her hips up into you as hard as she can.
The new power she’s slamming into you dangles you over the edge as she hits your g-spot over and over again. You can’t breathe as she kisses you, messy and teeth clashing. Your entire being screams out to ask to cum, you need permission but you’re in charge here. Reluctantly pulling away from Kate, your hand gropes her boob as you try your hardest to smirk down at her. She looks pathetic as she ruts into you like a dog trying to mate. “Cum for me Daddy, fill me up. Make my pussy, your pussy, so messy it’ll drip down my thighs for the rest of the night”.
Your stuttered words seem to work as her head slams into the wall, mouth hanging open. You want to sit there and watch, but you can’t so you slap your hand over her mouth to muffle her screams. A muffled “Fuck, Y/N” reaches your ears and it’s all that it takes for you to finally fall over the edge. Your juices soak her pants and leave a large spot on the couch below you, but you don’t seem to care anymore. Teeth digging harshly into Kate’s covered shoulder so that no one hears your moans.
You both slowly calm down, leaning heavily against each other. She finally comes to her senses, and starts to lift you off of her strap. A long and lazy whine passes your lips as your pussy clenches around nothing, missing being filled already. Her strap is dripping with your climax and you watch as she drags a finger through the wetness and brings it to her mouth. A hum of approval and fluttering eyes cause another wash of arousal, but you know you need to move.
You stand on shaky legs as Kate stands up and readjusts herself. Pulling you into her, an arm wraps around your shoulders as she guides you to the elevator. You look around the room as you pass people and realize that you missed your opportunity today to catch Jet. Sighing in disappointment, you know you’re going to hear it from Yelena about you being irresponsible on mission time. Looking up at Kate’s face, you can’t seem to care about the consequences.
Kate can feel your eyes on her, chuckling with a mischievous glint in her eyes. “So you think the red-head would be open to a threesome?”
WandaNat making kate suck their strap like "get it nice and wet for us" and Kate thinks it's because it'll be used on her as a reward but instead they fuck R with it while taunting kate about how she can't do it half as good ❤️
***MINORS DNI*** ***18+*** Training Grounds Universe
Warnings: SMUT. degradation, weapons/magic
A/N: Here’s part 2 for the continuation of this drabble ☺️
You watched with hungry eyes as Wanda stalked closer to Kate who kneels on the floor, violet collar snug around her throat. Your back leaning heavily against Natasha’s front as she has you spread out between her legs, teasing your body. She was whispering into your ear, but your brain could barely focus on what she was saying as you watched the witch circle your girlfriend.
Your gaze stuck on the glimmering rings wrapped around the witch's fingers as she pulled her strap out, a mockingly tender hand running through the younger woman's hair. "Get it nice and wet for me, Stray." Her tone is dripping with sweetness. The moment Kate's mouth drops open Wanda's length forces its way past her lips. Wanda's cooing at the archer is a stark contrast to the violent thrusts gagging her, causing drool to drip down her chin and puddle onto the floor.
Tears are leaking from the young ocean blue eyes as the tip of Wanda's length taps the back of her throat over and over again. "Such a messy little Mongrel." The Sokovian snickers at the pathetic whine escaping the archer's mouth as the soaked cock slips from her lips. "Shush now, get on the bed."
The excitement is obvious on Kate's face as she clambers on the California king bed, silently hoping this means that the older woman has forgotten about the punishment that was intended to happen tonight. She kneels next to you, fidgeting to not reach out to touch you, a predatory gaze washes over her face as she scans your body. Natasha picks this moment to roughly thumb at your neglected clit drawing a filthy moan from your throat, smirking up at Kate as she drools over you.
You are completely memorized as you watch Wanda slowly walk towards the bed, basically looking like she’s gliding across ice. Gulping as she climbs onto the bed, looking down at you with an arrogant smile across her face, she kneels in between your legs. The tip of the dark red strap runs through your soaked folds, and there’s dual gasps that fill the air. The two older women are laughing and scarlet mist falls from the witch’s fingers as she lets her magic wrap around Kate, the latter with blatant confusion all over her face. Dramatic betrayal runs through her mind when she realizes what her punishment is going to be.
Wanda’s length fills you entirely as her hips surge forward, her hand comes down to wrap around your throat squeezing tightly. Her eyes are glowing bright red as she keeps the archer trapped to the bed. She’s ignoring Kate’s whines and complaints as she watches your cunt stretch and drip around her cock, refusing to let her scarlet eyes meet your desperate ones.
Natasha’s right hand is gripping your breast, nails digging painfully into the tender skin, while her other hand is teasing at your hardened clit. “Look at you being such a good slutty toy for Mommy, your tight little pussy stretched so far by her big cock.” You can hear the smirk in her voice but you’re struggling to keep your eyes open as your head fills with a warm haze the longer you have the older women playing with your body. “Such a messy dumb cock slut, dripping all over. Can’t even focus on anything other than Mommy fucking you”
The witch above you shifts her hips, dragging your legs to wrap around her waist, and it makes her tip hit that soft spot in you. An absolutely feral moan falls from your lips as your hands frantically grasp at the sheets, suddenly hanging by a thread over the edge. The distressed motions draw a particularly loud whine from Kate’s mouth, eyes entirely blown out as kneels just out of reach. The widow you’re leaning on says something, mocking and cocky, but Wanda scratches her nails down your torso at the same time and your vision blurs.
Slim fingers leave your clit and the pathetic whimpering that leaves your lips is immediate, but Natasha shushes you. “Be a good toy and shut the fuck up.” Her fingers roughly hook into your mouth, clashing against your teeth. Shaking and sloppy calloused fingers rubbing across your clit makes your hips jerk up, Wanda snickering at your sensitivity when Kate is given the opportunity to touch you.
Moans are still falling loudly from your mouth drowning out the sounds of your wetness, and it makes the ginger mad. She pulls a small dagger out from her leggings waistband, the sharp tip coming to sit at the center of Kate’s collarbones. Angry and harsh words are thrown towards your girlfriend but the magic that replaces her fingers vibrates around your clit makes your brain melt as you babble out, begging to cum. Wanda’s voice echoes through your mind as she gives you permission silently, letting Natasha verbally take control of the stray.
Scarlet fills your brain, the smog too dense and it empties all thoughts, as you’re shoved over the edge and your body trembles through your orgasm. Wanda is rutting into you gently, keeping your mind fuzzy as you come down from your high. You can hear her speaking to the archer but you can’t decipher what is being said. The world is still foggy, but you’re being cradled by Kate as the older two women get up.
A whimper leaves your mouth, “..Puppy..?”. Your girlfriend shushes you some, bringing your face to her neck as she hums lightly to you. The archer’s hands are rubbing your back, and you are lazily mouthing at her collar. Her humming turns to soft singing, rocking you slightly, and your mouthing gets slower and more sleepy. You weren’t certain but as you slipped into slumber you thought you heard Wanda and Natasha return as well. You were sure they slipped into bed as usual though, they never didn’t.
them trying to get toy to drink some water but toys too sleepy
"cmon little one, just a sip" Wanda's holding your head up now, the straw bumping against your lips.
You can hear Natasha and Kate laughing in the background, it's the widow who speaks up next. "How’s that strict training going for you now Mommy" The two start laughing, disregarding the angry glare thrown their way.
The witch sighs as she looks back at you now, eyes closed as you almost fall asleep with your head still in her hand. A flash of magic shoots the water towards the ginger and archer, who are still distracted by their own joking, drenching them in ice cold water.
Your eyes barely open, a soft sleepy giggle tumbles from your lips. Wanda just slides into bed, pulling you to her chest, as the two of you settle down to sleep while the other two grumpily stomp to go get changed.
What was it like when R told Kate about WandaNat? Does Kate get uncomfortable when WandaNat do stuff with R without Kate around?
***Minors DNI** **18+**
Warnings: smut at the end, weapon/magic use, mention of blood
"So....." Your girlfriend of 11 months was staring at the wall behind you, face scrunched up in confusion. Her ocean blue eyes were dark, filled with the mental storm brewing, and her mouth was opening and closing slowly. "you're breaking up with me for other Avengers?"
Your hands reach up to cup her face, "No, no I promise that's not what this is. I just- I've been in this dynamic with them for a while. You know.. I mentioned it before." The panic was seeping into your veins, scared that you may lose the archer; your archer.
"Ya.. but.. will they actually like me.. or I guess um- accept me or- um- let you keep me around?" Her fingers are twitching, and her eyes are glaring at her own shaking knee. She bites her bottom lip, "Wo-would they make you choose?" It breaks your heart watching your normally cocky girlfriend looks so vulnerable, but you knew this was coming. The conversation was a guarantee and you had prepped in your mind for weeks now, but no amount of prep could have prepared you for the cracks in your heart as you heard Kate stumble over her words.
"Kate, Katie. Look at me." You wait briefly for her to finally make eye contact with you, and you choke down a sob at the waves rippling through her ocean orbs. "I love you, and that's so scary but I'm so in love with you. I don't want to give any of you up, but Kate you're the one for me. If I know them correctly they wouldn't ever make me pick, regardless of their feelings for you, but I would pick you if you ever needed me to. I would pick you a thousand times over."
The shock and amazement on her face at your confession warms your body, but it hurts your heart even more. She doesn't say anything for a while, and you let her sit in silence to think. "..So you love me?" The smirk that you fell in love with returning to her face, a teasing glint lighting her eyes back up.
You can't help your eye roll and you push her roughly, "Oh shut up."
The shortness of your sentence makes her chuckle, pulling you to fall onto the floor with her "I love you too brat."
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You were on your knees, using your best innocent doe eyes as you stared up at Wanda. The widow behind you had a knife against your neck as the witch stood sneering down at you waiting for an answer. "I-um." The knife pressed harder against the delicate skin, a thin line of crimson appearing.
Scarlet magic wraps around your torso, leaking down to your spread thighs and mixes with the slick dripping onto the cherry wood floor below you. "Is the stupid slut too distracted? Can't answer the simple question?" Wanda's voice is thick with her Sokovian accent, sharp and angry. "Let's try this again, why are you being a bratty little whore when Mommy just want you to beg? Hmm?"
Natasha goes to say something but the door to your apartment slams open, Kate and Lucky run in soaked to the bone from the thunderstorm. The lovable dog immediately shakes off, rain splattering across your small living room. Kate is frozen in the doorway as the golden retriever sprints towards you; Wanda barely being able to make the toys and weapons disappear before you're tackled to the ground.
The archer's eyes flit to the scattered cuts and drops of blood, concern written across her face. "Uh- are you" She jesters with her own hands, asking a mostly silent question. When you nod head, a reassuring smile spreading on your face, you notice something else in her eyes; a longing.
You knew it was easily spotted by Natasha and Wanda, the former helping you up even as her eyes stayed stuck on Kate. The witch, reading both of her partners' minds, speaks up first; an arrogant smirk plastered on her lips. "Maybe you should close that door so that we can negotiate some things, how's that sound Stray?' The shiver down Kate's spine is apparent, and the whimper is hidden poorly. Just as a clap of thunder hits, the archer slams the door shut with an eager smile.
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Whaaaaaaaatttttt?????? Who told Toy to say no to Kate?????? I just wanna talk I swear 🤬. And why would them getting married ruin the dynamic? Kit, hasn't Kate been through enough already why are you doing this to her? Also how long after the last installment is this? Were the other people at the proposal Wanda, Nat and Yelena? Will you remind Toy that a phone exists and she can call her?? Don't take no for an answer!! My heart is shattered, I hope someone is asking some more articulate questions for the takeover to get some answers 😅
Hiiii for the answers to the questions for the takeover it doesn’t have to articulate 😂 they can just be screams! Whatever you want to send to Wanda Nat Kate and Toy!!
I swear season 2 will have plenty of turns but it won’t alllll be like the trailer 🫡
