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Updated: 28/09/2024

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Hi! I turned 18 about two months ago, and I started reading Tumblr when I was around 14 or 15. I just wanted to say that your writing was one of the first I truly got into you even wrote two of my requests: Something New and Innocent Little Confessions. In a way, I feel like I grew up with your writing, and I just wanted to say you’re a fantastic writer and your writing is something I will always find comfort in.

First of all, happy late birthday

It brings me an enormous amount of happiness when I receive messages like this. When I first started this blog and writing, I never expected it to bring so many people comfort, and even after however many years it's been, and randomly disappearing from the face of the earth, then returning countless times, people are still here and are reading and engaging with my posts.

I want to say a massive thank you to you and to everyone else who has supported me through this writing journey. I never give you all enough appreciation.

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More little y/n and Nat

Puddle Jumping (Request)

Warnings: None Age: 3 Word Count: 729 Requests: Open Summary: Jumping in puddles Requested by: Tumblr user Date: 29/05/2025 paring: N/A Author Note: Got bored and wrote this. I didn't think that I would ever write again, let alone another Mama Nat story, but here we are. I have missed it. Am I back? Who knows, we will just have to wait and see, I guess.

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As the rain was pouring down, you were staring out the window, picking which raindrop you were hoping that was going to win the raindrop race.

Your mom was sitting at her desk, typing away on her laptop, doing boring adult jobs. She still wasn't finished, and she had been at her desk for what felt like hours when in reality it had barely been five minutes, and you were trying your hardest to be patient, but it was getting harder and harder.

"Finished now, Mama?" You asked as you walked back over to her desk for the 100th time.

"Not yet, baby," Natasha responded while still typing away.

"I want to play outside." You pouted.

"No, sweetheart, it's cold and wet and we don't want you getting sick now, do we?" Natasha said tucking your hair behind your ear.

You then dramatically threw yourself on the floor and let out a loud, exaggerated sigh.

"Go get your rain jacket and boots on," Natasha said while closing the lid of her laptop.

You stood up and ran off with the biggest smile on your face. Normally, Natasha wouldn't have given in so easily, but she was glad that she was getting a break from doing mission reports yet again.

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You walked outside wearing your bright yellow rain jacket and matching boots. You ran ahead, splashing in every puddle that you could find, but they were all small.

You looked around and you saw it: the biggest puddle that you have ever seen in your entire life.

"Mama, look." You said excitedly, pointing in the direction of the puddle.

Before Natasha could reply, you were already running towards it and jumped straight into it with both feet, sending water flying in every direction.

"Did you see Mama? Did you see me?" You called out while laughing and continuing to jump up and down.

"I did baby." Natasha smiled. "That was the biggest splash ever."

Natasha took her eyes off you for a second to take her phone out of her pocket so she could snap some cute pictures and videos of you but when she looked back up you had done something that she wasn't expecting.

You were lying flat in the puddle and splashing the water with your hands while giggling to yourself like it was the best idea in the world.

Natasha was about to tell you to get up, but then she stopped herself.

"You know what," Natasha said, holding her phone up. "This is the best day of your life, and I'm just going to let you continue to have it."

She pressed record and watched you through her phone, splashing in the water and laughing so loudly like this is the first time you have ever seen the rain and played in puddles.

After recording you for another minute, Natasha slipped her phone back into her pocket and stepped into the puddle beside you. She reached down, took your small hands in her and helped you up onto your feet, the two of you then began to jump up and down laughing together without a care in the world.

She knew there would come a day when you would no longer want to jump in puddles or spend as much time with her so she wanted to cherish what little time she had with you while she still could.

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Eventually, the rain had stopped and the sun was peeking through the clouds and suddenly puddle jumping wasn't as fun anymore.

Natasha picked you up and carried you back inside then gave you a much-needed warm bath, put you in your cosiest pyjamas and tucked you into her bed hoping that you would drift off to sleep after having such a fun afternoon.

She was going to return back to her work but instead, she climbed into bed beside you and turned on Toy Story to help you to fall asleep.

She gently moved you so you were now lying on top of her, your head resting against her chest. She wrapped her arms around you and held you tight.

Your eyes slowly closed as you listened to the steady beat of her heart and the sounds from Toy Story playing in the background. You felt safe and warm in your mama's arms, knowing that she wouldn't let anything happen to you.

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It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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[ilovesherlock]

i hate when in media there are two characters with the most beautiful chemistry and in the next movie/episode one of them is suddenly in a relationship with the most random character they could’ve been with

[youre-a-total--poser]

At least buy me a drink first Kelly before we get into that kind of stuff

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Hungover Argument (Request)

Warnings: mentions of underage drinking, feeling nauseous and throwing up, there might be a swear word in there somewhere but I cant remember.

Age: briefly 10 and 16

Word Count: 1,605

Requests: Open

Summary: Read the request and it will explain everything

Requested by: Wattpad User

Date: 29/09/2024

paring: N/A

Author Note: Thank you for your request I hope that you like it and thank you for being so patient with me since I've taken like 8 years to write this and I'm sorry if it's not what you hoped for.

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You got rescued by the Avengers from a HYDRA prison camp when you were 10 years old. You had to watch your parents and your sister die from malnutrition and disease and there was nothing that you could do to stop it.

After you were saved you were only meant to stay with the Avengers for a little while until a suitable foster home became available but they ended up liking having you around so they decided that you could stay with them.

There was one Avenger who wasn't that keen on the idea of having a kid living with them and that was Natasha but it didn't take her long to warm up to you and she even ended up becoming the one who looked after you the most.

As the years went by Natasha had learned and memorised even the little things about you like how you liked your sandwiches made, your exact order for all the different restaurants, all the different ways that you found it easiest to learn when you were doing homeschooling, but most important of all how to comfort you when you had nightmares or when it was one of your parents or your sisters birthday.

You were homeschooled instead of being at a normal public school because Natasha had decided that it would be safer for you to stay and learn at the compound. Even when you got older you still weren't allowed to attend a normal school.

Natasha did let you go to a youth club, only because she dropped you off and picked you up each week. You got to meet lots of kids your age and became friends with many of them.

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Now that you were 16 you wanted nothing more than to do normal teenage stuff but you still weren't allowed to.

You got a text from your best friend telling you that there was a party happening and she really wanted you to be there. However, there was only one problem was that Natasha would never allow you to go.

You had no other choice but to sneak out. Sneaking out was going to be the easy bit it was everything that came before that was going to be more challenging.

You ended up telling Natasha that you had a headache and that you were going to go have a lie-down.

You stayed in bed till you heard the door creak open then close again you knew that Natasha was thinking that you were sleeping.

After your friend had texted you the address you somehow managed to easily sneak out and made your way to the address where the party was held.

---⧗---

You knew no one there at all but that didn't stop you. You went from sharing a bottle of beer while dancing with your friend to being invited to do shots with a group of strangers. Your friend told you that it wouldn't be a good idea but you didn't care you wanted to just be a normal teenager and clearly, this is what normal teenagers do.

A few hours and an unknown amount of drinks later you were about to start doing more shots when someone grabbed your arm and pulled you off to the side.

"Peder Paker." You said while slapping his shoulder.

"I'm taking you home Y/N." He said while taking off his jacket and wrapping it around you. "Miss Romanoff is going to kill you." He mumbled while leading you out of the house.

He got you home safely and back to your room without anyone noticing, got you in bed and onto your side and placed the bin beside your bed in case you threw up during the night.

He also filled the glass that was on your bedside table with fresh water and put a few aspirin beside it.

He debated staying with you for the rest of the night but ended up leaving you just in case Natasha would walk in and expect the worst as to why he was there.

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In the morning you got woken up at 7:30 am by your alarm. It took what felt like forever to finally turn it off.

Your head was pounding and the room was spinning the only reason why you got out of bed as quickly as you did was because you got hit by sudden nausea and you hurried to the bathroom and threw up.

You went back into your room, took the medicine that was on the bedside table and just laid on the bed for it to take effect.

All you wanted to do was stay in the dark room, avoid all human contact and sleep but for some reason, you had bad hunger pains. In times like this, you wish you hadn't eaten all the snacks that you had stashed in your bedroom so now you have to leave the comfort of your bed and be around people who will most likely be loud and try to have conversations with you.

You got up and slowly made your way to the kitchen. Unfortunately for you, everyone, apart from Natasha, was there having breakfast.

"Jesus, kid, you look like shit," Tony said taking a sip of coffee.

"Thanks." You said sarcastically.

You stacked four pancakes and five rashes of bacon on a plate and covered it in maple syrup.

"Save some for the rest of us." Tony unnecessarily said.

"No" You replied as you picked up the plate, a fork and a knife and started walking out of the room. Before you could fully leave the room a voice from behind stopped you.

"Y/N, get back here now," Natasha shouted.

You let out a loud sigh and turned around.

"Don't you dare sigh at me especially not after what you did last night." She shouted.

'Oh shit, busted.' You thought to yourself.

"I know fine well that you snuck out and got drunk at a party and there's no point in trying to deny it."

"Well, what do you expect I'm not allowed to do anything that normal teenagers do."

"It's for your own safety Y/N" Steve chimed in

"It's not actually it's so that SHE can have full control over me."

"I'm not controlling you Y/N I'm just trying to protect you."

"I don't need you to protect me and don't make me your kid just cause you couldn't have any."

"You're right, maybe I should have never 'made you my kid' if this is the ungrateful and disrespectful person you'd become. Maybe I should have just let you fend for yourself since clearly what I'm doing isn't good enough for you."

You stopped yourself from saying anything instead you dropped the plate into the counter and stormed off back to your room.

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Nearly a week passed and you still hadn't spoken to Natasha and you've been avoiding her at all costs.

She tried on many times to get you to talk to her but you were having none of it.

One night you ended up having the worst nightmare that you ever had. It was so bad that you woke up screaming which caused everyone to check on you to see what happened.

You were sitting on the floor in the corner with your knees against your chest, crying hysterically nothing that anyone said was making things better.

Natasha had just gotten back from a mission as she was making her way to her room she saw everyone standing outside your room quietly whispering to each other.

After Natasha was told what was going on she walked into your bedroom closed the door behind her, kneeled beside you and put her hands on your knees.

"Tell me what happened, sweetheart," she asked softly.

"I was back at the camp." You mumbled

"It's okay, I understand," she replied not wanting you to say any more about it since she knew just how traumatic it was for you.

She sat down next to you put her arm around you and pushed you towards her so you were now leaning on her.

While holding you tight and gently running her hand up and down your arm she whispered in your ear. "You're safe now. Nothing can hurt you not while I'm here okay."

She felt you nod your head slightly.

"That's my girl," she said then placed a kiss on your head.

"I'm sorry." you began to say as you moved your head to look at her. "for being mean and all the other stuff. I don't know why I did it."

"it's not your fault okay it's mine. I was being far too overprotective of you. Can you forgive me?"

"I forgive you." You said while holding her tightly.

"Thank you, sweetheart." She said hugging you back."

"Come on then let's get back to bed," she said standing up and holding her hand out for you to take.

You took hold of her hand and you stood up. "Can you stay with me?" You asked.

"Of course I will." She smiled putting her arm around you and leading you to your bed.

Once you got into bed you moved over so that you were as close to Natasha as possible.

"Comfortable?" she asked stroking your hair.

You nodded your head and she hugged you tighter.

With Natasha being there you felt the safest you've ever been and it didn't take you long to fall back asleep and you didn't have any nightmares for a long time after that night but even if you did you knew that Natasha would be there for you no matter what.

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Can you please write one with mama nat and teen reader where Fury sends the reader on a mission with another one of the Avengers even when nat told him not to, and the reader got injured or something and nat helps nurse her back to health cuz she sees her like her own kid <3

Or you can write anything with mama nat, i just love your writing so much aaaaaaaaaaa 🧎🏻‍♀️

Accident Prone (Request)

Warnings: I don't know anymore Age: briefly 10 and 15 Word Count: 955 Requests: Open Summary: Read the request and it will explain everything Requested by: Anonymous Date: 28/09/2024 paring: N/A A/N: Thank you for your request I hope that you like it. Not sure if this is even good enough since it has been so long since I've written anything

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You were taken by HYDRA when you were about 10 and let's say you were one of their failed experiments.

You had telekinesis powers well sort of. Honestly, you had no clue how to make it work and when it did happen it would happen at the most inconvenient moments.

Things would be moving about randomly people, mainly you, would be getting whacked by flying objects. It wasn't great definitely a 0/10 wouldn't recommend.

Then one day the Avengers came in and put a stop to everything that was happening and rescued everyone like they do but the only thing that was different about this whole operation is that they found something or someone sitting in a cage who would change their lives forever.

You were sitting there covered in cuts and bruises and they assumed the worst but that wasn't the case at all. You didn't tell them what happened and even to this day you never did cause it's pretty embarrassing not gonna lie but eventually they figured out why.

They ended up taking you back with them and letting you stay probably because they felt bad for this little thing that can't walk in a straight line, trips over nothing and chokes on air.

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You were now 15 life is great everything is great.

You were getting help to figure out how to use your powers and after years of training, you could successfully move… a penny.

Sure it wasn't the biggest thing in the world but at least there was one less thing randomly flying at you so you called it a win.

Over the years you had developed a close bond with Natasha. What started with her tending to your every wound gradually turned into a mother/daughter-like relationship.

Every time the Avengers went on missions you were left home alone and you wanted nothing more than to go with them to see what it was like but every time Natasha would say 'No it's too dangerous.', 'You're too young.', 'Do you really think I'm going to let you go when you can't even make toast without nearly burning the place down?'

In your defence it wasn't even your fault that the toaster caught on fire someone turned the dial too high.

You knew that Fury was here assigning Steve on a mission and you just happened to overhear that it would be an easy one so it would be perfect for you.

Your plan was to be as annoying as possible so he would get frustrated and say yes so that's exactly what you did you followed him around repeating the word please and just as expected it didn't take long for him to give in.

Your excitement lasted all of 4 seconds as soon as Natasha heard what was going on.

"Absolutely not," she said crossing her arms.

"Please, Nat." you begged, "nothing is going to happen."

"I'm sorry but I said no Y/N."

"Not fair," you mumbled while crossing your arm in a huff.

Then the best idea, well the best idea at the time popped into your head however now you regret it.

"I'll never ask for anything ever again if you let me go."

While Natasha was thinking you were giving her your best please face it's never failed you before.

She let out a sigh "fine."

Your face lit up and a large smile appeared.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," you said while hugging her.

"Don't make me regret it Y/N," she said sternly.

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The mission was easy and boring it was just to collect paperwork or something you weren't really listening or paying attending.

It was all going well until it wasn't…

Natasha was anxiously waiting for the Quinjet's arrival once she heard you and Steve were on your way back.

She watched as Steve carried you out of the Quinjet. Natasha was already going out of her mind but when she saw Steve carrying it it sent her over the edge.

"What happened?" she asked hurrying over.

"She tripped over a stone and sprained her ankle." Steve briefly explained

"It was a very large stone actually." you chimed in.

"God sake Y/N, I thought something bad happened to you," Natasha said her voice still sounding quite panicky.

"Something bad did happen I sprained my ankle"

Steve let out a frustrated sigh and Natasha just shook her head.

"Can you put me down now?" you asked Steve who was still carrying you.

"I thought you said you couldn't walk," Steve said gently putting you down.

"I never said I couldn't walk I said I didn't want to walk."

"It doesn't matter let go and put some ice on it," Natasha said putting her arm around your waist and you slowly limped back inside.

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"what am I going to do with you Y/N?" Natasha asked as she handed you some painkillers and a glass of water then placed a bag of frozen peas on your ankle.

"Lock me in a room and throw away the key?" You said quietly chuckling then you took the meds that you were given.

"Don't tempt me," She replied sitting down beside you.

"It hurts a lot," You said while wincing.

"The meds will kick in soon and it won't hurt as much."

Natasha picked up the TV remote and put on your favourite movie.

While it was playing you felt yourself getting tired.

"Thank you for taking care of me Nat," you said sleepily.

"You welcome, sweetheart," she said quietly.

A slight smile appeared on Natasha's face as she put her arm around you while you moved closer to her.

You ended up falling asleep in the safety and comfort of her arms.

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[youre-a-total--poser]

It's that time again when I randomly get hit by the creativity train so send in your requests that I probably won't do because by morning the train leaves taking all the creativity with it

[youre-a-total--poser]

Thinking about starting to write again but I'm not sure for certain. What does everyone think should I do it

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crazy how fanfic authors drop the most beautiful and gorgeous pieces of work ever, leaving you speechless and sobbing at three in the morning as you quietly contemplate the masterpiece you just read

and they don’t get paid for it they just do it because they’re having fun and they want to share their joy with you

like I would literally die for all of you fanfic authors out there reblog to swear your allegiance to fanfic authors

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I saw some people tagging their favourite authors, so I thought about doing it too!

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@hufflepuffwritingstuff2

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(i absolutely adore all of your writings, thank you for doing what you do <33 )

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That made my day thank you so much <333

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hi, i was just wondering what your Wattpad account is?

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Don't Worry Mama (Request)

heyyyyy. Can you make a story which happened in age of ultron specifically in the scene where wanda messed up their head and they went to clint's house. Y/n is nat and steve's secret daughter, about 5yo (nat didn't go through graduation ceremony) and they both know about clint's family as y/n is staying with the bartons. At first y/n is happy to see her parents again and some other time, she notices that her parents mind always off and she asks them what happened. Y/n learned the truth about her parents' past and she comforts them (the fluffiest the better )

Warnings: There's one somewhere but I just haven't found it yet.

Age: 5

Word Count: 1,238

Requests: Open

Summary: Read the request and it will explain everything

Requested by: Wattpad User

Date: 03/06/2024

Paring: Natasha and Steve

A/N: Thank you for your request I hope that you like it. The story might not be the best, especially since it's the first time in months that I've written anything but I hope that it's still somewhat good.

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The mission had left everyone shaken up from the unpleasant experiences of one of the Maximoff twin's abilities.

The journey to the safe house was spent in silence while everyone sat remembering what they were forced to witness.

After the Quinjet had landed they made the short walk to the house. Tony and Thor were asking questions about what this place was and Steve had his arms around Natasha keeping her upright while they walked.

"Honey, I'm home," Clint called out as he walked in the house and into the living room while the Avengers followed close behind.

A woman appeared who (not making assumptions) looked heavily pregnant from around the corner and made her way over to Clint

While Clint greeted the woman Tony and Thor were all confused about who she was whereas Bruce who just standing off to the side looking awkward and uncomfortable and Steve and Natasha gave off the impression that they somehow already knew who she was.

"Gentleman, this is my wife, Laura," Clint said.

Before anyone could say anything else the sound of running footsteps could be heard getting closer and closer. Two young children came running into the room and a third one followed seconds later.

"Daddy!" the two children shouted and ran over to Clint giving them hugs whereas the other child stood slightly away from them. The young girl looked different from the other two, they both had dark brown hair whereas she had ginger hair.

"Did you bring Mama and Dada?" The young girl asked. She didn't think to look around first because most of the time Clint came home without her parents they had to stay wherever they were to finish completing their tasks before they were allowed to come home.

"Why don't you hug them and find out?" Natasha said moving closer so her secret daughter could see her.

A large smile appeared on the young girl's face as she rushed towards Natasha, who picked her up in her arms and hugged her tightly. Steve came closer to them, put his hand on the back of her head and kissed her cheek.

Tony looked at the three of them even more confused than before. "How did I not know about this? Did anyone else know about this?"

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As the sun set and the dark began to take over Natasha was sitting on the bed while Steve was in the bathroom finished helping their daughter get ready for bed. While Natasha was waiting she couldn't stop the horrible memories from replaying over and over in her head of what she was made to see.

Natasha suddenly came back to reality as felt small tugs on her pyjama pants. She looked down she saw her young daughter struggling to climb up onto the bed. Natasha picked her up and placed her onto her lap then wrapped her arms around her waist and gently rested her cheek on the top of the young girl's head.

Steve walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed next to his wife and daughter.

"Are you okay?" He asked Natasha as he placed his hand on her knee and gently stroked it with his thumb.

"I'm fine." She replied giving him a soft smile.

But, of course, she wasn't fine but by saying she wasn't she would have to explain why not and she really didn't want to talk about it.

Steve also knew that she wasn't but he didn't pry he knew better not to he just hoped that being back with their little girl in a safe place would be exactly what she needed to make her feel more herself again.

The young girl knew that something was wrong. Her parents especially her mom have been acting differently from the moment they reunited.

"Why are you sad Mama?" She asked turning herself around slightly so she could look at her mom.

"How do you know that I'm sad baby?" Natasha said as she tucked her daughter's hair behind her ear.

"Cause you're not happy." The young girl said.

Natasha let out a quiet chuckle at her daughter's response. "It's just work Y/N, baby, nothing to worry about."

"What happened?" Y/N asked resting her head on her mama's chest. "It can't be the bad guys 'cause you're good at stopping them, Mama."

"Am I good at stopping bad guys?" Steve asked his daughter trying to distract her from the original conversation so Natasha wouldn't have to talk about it, especially to a 5-year-old.

The young girl thought for a second and when the answer came into her mind a cheeky grin appeared on her face "Yes, but not as good as Mama." Then she started giggling.

Steve let out a gasp "What?" he asked then started tickling her.

"That's my girl," Natasha said tightly hugging her daughter and kissing the top of her head.

After Y/N had calmed down from laughing Steve had hoped that she would have forgotten the whole conversation but she hadn't she went straight back to asking questions. "So if not the bad guys then what is it?" Y/N asked

"Just something that Mama got made to see." Natasha told her knowing fine well that Y/N would ask more questions. "it's bedtime little miss."

Steve stood up and lifted Y/N off Natasha's lap. "I'm not tired Daddy." She said.

"Yes, you are." Steve then dropped Y/N onto the bed and she started laughing as landed on the bed and bounced slightly.

"Again." Y/N giggled raising her hands into the air.

"No," Steve said pulling the covers back.

As Y/N moved herself in the middle of the bed her parents got in at either side of her.

Once everyone was settled and the light was turned off Y/N let out a big sigh.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" Natasha asked.

"When I'm sad you ask me about it then you give me cuddles to me better but I can't give you cuddles till after you tell me," Y/N explained.

Natasha sighed. She knew that Y/N wouldn't let it go till she was told. "Okay Y/N if I tell you then will you go to sleep?"

"Yes, mama I promise," Y/N said.

Y/N cuddled in closely to her mother getting ready to listen to her.

Natasha started to explain very, very briefly without going into too much detail that would frighten the young girl about what happened during their later mission and about her past.

After Natasha had finished, Y/N climbed on top of her and laid down on her then Natasha hugged her daughter tightly.

"Don't worry Mama me and Daddy will protect you. We won't let those bad people hurt you again." Y/N said.

Steve moved over closer towards his wife and daughter and put his arms around them pulling them in close. "That right, hon, we'll protect your Mama always."

"Right, baby girl, it's sleep time now," Natasha said gently stroking her daughter's back.

For the first time since Natasha and Steve returned, Y/N had been silent.

"Is she sleeping?" Natasha whispered to Steve.

Steve carefully moved the hair out of Y/N's face and her eyes were closed. "Yes she is," he whispered back.

Steve moved over slightly and gently lifted up Y/N from Natasha and placed her back down on the bed.

"Sweet dreams baby," Natasha said softly then kissed her daughter's head.

"Night, babe," Steve whispered.

"Night, honey," Natasha mumbled back.

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Do you ever just need to talk to someone really badly but then you remember that you can't because they're dead and also fictional

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Feeling inspired to write.

Send me stuff if you want