Hello! Ok so you don't have to do this if you don't want to but I thought it'd be really cute if you did a oneshot where Natasha and Wanda (or it could be Natasha and Maria no preference) help a fellow Avenger (reader) who has ocd (like intrusive thoughts and having to squeeze eyes shut hard and doing things in a certain rhythm, not cleaning ocd). And the reader stopped taking her meds. Could you do fem reader please if you're comfortable! Thank you! Much love! xoxo 🧡
Loud
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff x OCD!fem!Reader (ambiguous relationship)
Summary: when you stop taking your meds, your intrusive thoughts return with a vengeance. Natasha and Wanda notice.
A/N: sorry this took so long, anon! I don't have OCD, but I have dealt with intrusive thoughts so I tried my best.
Translations: зайчик: bunny; рыбка: little fish; солнышко: sunshine
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Wanda was the first to notice something was wrong. Your thoughts sounded like screamed gibberish instead of their typical cadence and anxiety radiated from you in waves as if it was flowing from your pores.
She didn’t know what was happening, and it scared her. Unsure of what to do, she confided in Nat.
“I’m worried about her, Tasha. Her thoughts have been so loud and messy, and I don’t know what to do. Just being near her makes me start feeling antsy.”
Natasha had also clocked your unrest. For the past month, the number of pills in the bottle on your dresser had remained constant, and Natasha was willing to bet that had something to do with the changes in your behavior.
“I’m concerned too, Wanda. Let’s talk to her the next time we see her, okay?”
“Okay,” Wanda smiled slightly. “Thank you for helping me with this.”
“Of course, зайчик, I want to make sure our girl is okay.”
They waited, but you didn’t come out of your room for days. Finally, at the 72 hour mark, Natasha and Wanda made their way to your room. They were going to help you, and there was nothing you could do to stop them.
You couldn’t pinpoint when your thoughts had gotten bad again. Maybe it had started after you stopped taking your meds, but they had made you feel different.
What if you just kill them all. It wouldn’t be hard.
You squeezed your eyes shut as if that would stop the thoughts, rocking back and forth. Three counts forward, three counts back. You tapped your fingers on your leg. Ring, middle, pointer. Ring, middle pointer.
Images flashed in your mind. Your hand wrapped around Natasha’s throat. Blood dripping from the knife you drove into Steve’s heart.
On your next rock backwards, you accidentally hit your head on the wall as you tried to shake yourself free. Pain reverberated through your skull, and you couldn’t help but think you deserved it.
And those were just the thoughts that escaped to your consciousness. There were so many more beneath the surface, trying to claw their way and pierce through your brain.
You shivered, your skin crawling as more thoughts popped into your mind. Your rocking became more frantic as your breaths got shallower and shallower.
The click of your bedroom door unlocking tugged your mind back into your body. You squeezed your eyes tighter, and your finger tapping sped up.
“Рыбка?” Natasha’s voice filtered in like sunlight through a stained-glass window, muddled but warm.
“Солнышко,” Wanda’s voice was much clearer. She was speaking directly into your head, you realized. “Your thoughts are so loud.”
Oh no. Wanda was going to find out how horrible your thoughts were. Terror gripped you as you realized what she would see. There was no way she’d ever look at you the same way again.
“Can you take a deep breath for me?” Wanda smiled softly. She had crouched down, and you could sense how badly she wanted to reach out to touch you.
You shook your head, too caught up in your hyperventilation.
Natasha sat on the floor next to you, careful not to touch you or get in the way of your rocking. “Try breathing out for longer than you breathe in,” she murmured. You did as she said, some of the terror leaving you. “You’re safe. Everyone is safe.”
You tried to focus on her words, blocking out everything else until your senses were filled with Natasha and Wanda.
“These thoughts do not make you a bad person, солнышко. The fact that they scare you proves that you’re a good person,” Wanda’s voice washed over you like a wave of calm.
Your breathing evened out a little more, your fingers tapping slower. Ring. Middle. Pointer. Fighting every muscle in your body, you forced your eyes open to look at them.
Guilt wracked your body as you took in their concerned faces. This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Natasha spoke gently, but firmly. “Hey, look at me. Please?”
You did as she asked, having to slow your rocking to avoid getting dizzy.
“Is it okay if I touch you right now?”
You nodded, and Natasha pressed her shoulder into yours. The contact was soothing. She was warm against you. Warm and alive.
“Would it help if we just talk for a while?” Wanda sat and leaned into your other side.
You nodded again, words unformed on your tongue.
“Okay. Let me tell you what Steve did the other day.”
Natasha launched into a story and you focused all your energy on her words. You could feel Wanda pushing your anxieties down, and for the first time since you’d stopped your meds, you felt calm.
You laid your head on Wanda’s shoulder. She hummed softly and carded her fingers through your hair. Your eyes fluttered shut, but this time they rested.
You knew they would want to talk about this at some point, but for now you were content to sit in between them and rest.
hi, totally fine if you’re not comfortable with this, but could I request a kate bishop x reader fic where reader and Kate have been on a few dates and reader comes out to Kate as asexual or acespec? Thank you!!
Ace of Hearts
Pairing: Kate Bishop x Ace!Reader (no pronouns used)
Summary: you work up the courage to tell Kate that you’re ace.
Word Count: ~350
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Things with Kate have been going well. Really well. You’ve even kissed a couple times, and she’s been very respectful about it.
But you can tell she wants more out of your relationship, not necessarily physically, but emotionally too.
Kate gives you butterflies. She’s warm, kind, funny, and devastatingly charming. You don’t want to lose her by coming out to her as asexual. You’ve lost partners over it before, and it was never fun. you don’t blame them - everyone has different needs in a relationship - but you really like Kate.
You decide you need to tell her before you fall for her any further.
Of course, the words don’t come until you’re on another date and Kate has just lightly kissed your lips.
“I’m asexual,” you say before you can stop yourself. “I don’t feel sexual attraction for anybody.”
Kate looks slightly confused. “Okay—“
“I just thought you should know. In case you don’t want to keep doing this anymore. Because that’s totally fine.”
“Hey. No,” Kate shakes her head, “that doesn’t change the way I feel about you. And I still want to keep seeing you. I am down to do whatever you are comfortable with, but sex isn’t necessary at all.”
A long breath escapes you and you wrap your arms around her waist to pull her into a hug.
“Thank you for being okay with this.”
“You don’t need to thank me,” Kate drapes her arms over your shoulders, “thank you for being open with me.”
You laugh out of relief. In retrospect it seems silly that you thought Kate would break up with you over your sexuality. Pure affection rushes through you and you bury your face in her neck.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” You mumble into her skin.
“What?”
You lift your face up. “Will you,” One of your hands rises to cup her cheek, “Katherine Elizabeth Bishop, do me the incredible honor of becoming my girlfriend?”
Kate’s eyes light up. “Yes. Yes! One hundred percent. This is the happiest day of my life.”
Her lips find yours again and you sigh into the first official kiss of your relationship.
Hi, I'm Knees. I am a student with multiple part time jobs, so my posting will be erratic. This blog is primarily for fem/nb character(s)xreader fics, but I also write for ships (mainly femslash). I may also write for male characters if I feel inspired. I write romantic, platonic, and familial character(s) x reader so please be sure to specify what type of fic you want!
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