HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE
MAKE A WISH
the first post ever on tumblr
I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK
reblog this because it shows up every blue moon
The Black Widow movie highlights all the problems I had with the way Joss Whedon approached the forced hysterectomy aspect of Nat’s background.
As Yelena notes when she shows Nat her vest- the girls of the Red Room don’t have bodily autonomy. They can’t make any decisions for themselves. The hysterectomy bit in the plane acts as a very vile and vivid example of this.
Joss Whedon chose to put all his focus on the “no kids” angle instead of the bodily autonomy angle. In his eyes the horror was the absence of child bearing, not the absence of choice. To him- it’s a given that all the girls in Red Room would’ve had babies if their lives had gone differently- bc women who can’t have children are monsters and societal outcasts.
When Nat inquired about Yelena wanting kids she replied that she wanted a dog. I take this as Yelena doesn’t want kids, BUT she still mourns the loss of that choice. She resents how she never had a chance to come to that realization herself. Which, for most women, will hit home more than just “shes infertile and it’s the worst possible thing that could happen to her.”
Hermione had nightmares. She lashed out with fists and feet, had hurt herself before–hurt Andromeda. It was instinctual, wrenched from sleep by panicked screams, for Andromeda to cover Hermione’s violence with her body, to pin her thrashing arms.
But night swallowed the highlights in Andromeda’s hair and made a bird’s nest of her curls, the moonlight painted her pale.
The weight of her pressing down on that scar sent deadflesh tingles, hot and digging, stabbing, shooting into Hermione’s elbow, through her shoulder, burning up her neck. She’d open her mouth and let the pain spill out, red-faced and shaking with the strain of it.
In the dark, Andromeda could easily be mistaken for her sister.
It always took breathless moments to realize what was happening–moments that stretched on too long before Andromeda would tangle their fingers together and press her forehead to Hermione’s, feel the bloodrush heat of Hermione’s skin.
Every night she would hush calming words–”it’s me, it’s me, I won’t hurt you”–until Hermione’s fight turned to trembling and boiling tears would slide down into the humid mess of her hair.
In the dark, Andromeda could easily be mistaken for her sister. She started sleeping with the light on.
So, many of you have been asking me about when I’ll post the next parts of the series and also about requests. I am very happy that you’re enjoying what I write so much that you want more.
However, as I said in another post I'm producing a lot of stuff and as I don't have that much time, it will take a while.
But I’ll leave here the stories that will come in the future and if you have sent me a request and it is not here, please let me know and I will write it down.
Remembering that this is just a prediction! Any information here may change, but I will update the post.
Move in and don’t ever move out (Leigh Shaw x Reader) – Part 3 (03/05) || Part 4 (09/05) || Part 5(15/05) – angst; fluff [request]
Summary: After Leigh asks to stay for a few days at your house, living together awakens unwanted feelings in both of you.
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Losing you is not an option (Jane Banner x Reader) (04/05) – shooting; angst; fluff [request]
Hermione: You are a wanted woman now, Bellatrix
Bella: Impossible, I wasn’t even a wanted child
Hermione: Bella, you can't win this staring match.
Bellatrix: Say what you say, kitten, I will show all of you who is the master of unblinking.
Hermione: I don't think that word exists, Bella, and your eyes are really red already, I'm getting worried. I don't want you to go blind.
Bellatrix: ...
Bellatrix blinks
Bellatrix: Don't get me wrong, I let you win this one because I need to go cuddle my wife. Next time, next time you won't stand a chance, I tell you!
Crookshanks yawns and goes back to sleep, still holding the title of Staring Master.
Summary: Being forced on the run after aiding Captain America, Natasha returns to Russia with a particular woman on her mind.
Permanent Taglist: @natasharomanoffismywife @hehehehannahthings @paulawand @blackbat2020 @sybil-moon-is-a-mess @cerberus-spectre @marrymemcgrath @celestialbarnes
MCU Taglist: @stephanieromanoff @summerlovingbaby @ineffablebean @okkulta @procrastinatingsapphictrash @prettysbliss @mochamoff @sarahp-stan @thewidowsghost @basiclesbianbitch @mycosmicparadise @kidswhofightmonsters
TW: MENTIONS OF BRAINWASH
A/N: I’m writing part one of this fic this for @slutfornat’s contest! I’m proud of this one so I hope that you all like it. Part two is coming soon.
Word Count: 1,879 | Character Count: 10,253
Request to be on a Taglist (or multiple) here!
“Where are you taking me tonight, Mr. Barnes?” Natalia teased with a smirk playing on her lips as she met up with her dear friend and the man who used to train with her, James. That night he had requested for her to dress up in her finest dress and most beautiful perfume, but gave her no more details as to why when she asked.
“Dreykov requests I take you to the ballet,” James answered, matching her smirk. He wore his best suit to match her gorgeous and sparkling black gown and offered her his arm to link with hers like the gentleman he was.
“Oh?” Natalia said, drawing her eyebrows together and pursing her lips. She linked her arm with his, her silk white gloves brushing against James’ skin. “A reason why or has he had a couple glasses of wine and wants us to have a night off?”
Prompt: god i love me some wanda x romanoff daughter reader jajfjandnanfmsd its so CUTE!!! could i please request something along of the lines of Nat finding Reader crying and assumes its bc of Wanda? so Mama Bear Nat gets ALMOST stabby until you clear it up? Jajajaj
A/N: hehe stabby stab
Warning: I don’t own Marvel.
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Bellatrix at a healer.
Healer: You need to take better care of yourself or you won't be able to ever become pregnant.
Bellatrix: What do you mean pregnant!! Why would I ever want to become pregnant?!?
Bellatrix walking towards home.
Bellatrix: Pregnant? Like I'd ever want a child!
Bellatrix: They would just run around everywhere and be annoying!
Bellatrix: And they would come to beg me for help with their magic!
Bellatrix: And I'd need to kiss them goodnight.
Bellatrix: Her name would totally be Cassiopeia.
Bellatrix: She would be small but hotheaded.
Bellatrix: ...and totally adorable...
Bellatrix: ...and cute...
Bellatrix: ...and she'd have Hermione's hair...
Bellatrix arrives home.
Bellatrix: starts dragging Hermione towards bedroom
Hermione: Bellatrix!? What are you doing!?!
Bellatrix: More like what we'll be doing.
Hermione: What?
Bellatrix: Cassiopeia Jane Black isn't going to make herself!
Hermione: ...I reiterate: What?!?!?
Natasha Romanoff x Daughter!Reader
Requested by anon: hey, could you write a natasha x daughter!reader where the daughter is really depressed and maybe she ods on pills or something and after the daughter ends up telling nat about her feelings (if that doesn’t make you feel uncomfy) thanks! i love your writing btw😁
Word count: 3.1k (longest one yet)
Trigger Warning: mentions of depression and suicide attempts. Please do not read this if it will trigger you
You trudge through the school hallway before first period, rubbing your eyes and trying your best to shut out the world. All you can see are the smiling faces of your classmates and it makes your heart sink even further down in your chest. All you want is to be happy like them, but all you have is forced laughs and fake smiles. You’re tired. Tired of pretending to be okay. Tired of feeling the way you do. Tired of being here. Nobody notices that though, you know how to hide your emotions well, maybe too well. You learned from the best, you don’t think you’ve ever seen your mom cry, so you won’t let anyone see you cry either.
Peter: Have fun on your date you sneaky lil' lesbians
Wanda: W-what? We're not dating w-we were just-
Everyone: [confused exchanges of glances]
Wanda: Okay- raise your hand if you thought me and Y/n were dating.
Everyone: [raises their hand including Y/n]
Wanda: Y/n w-why did you raise your hand?!?
Y/n: I thought we were just playing it cool
Natasha: Y/n has no survival or self-preservation skills. I think she was born without them.
Wanda: That can’t be true.
Natasha: Watch this.
Natasha: Hey, Y/n! Race you downstairs!
Y/n: [Jumps out a three-story window]
Word count: 1509
Genre: fluffy as fuck
Pairing: Wanda x Fem!Reader
Warnings: very brief mention of trauma (nonspecified), let me know if I need to add any
Summary: When Wanda goes on a date with Vision, you’re left to question your feelings while Natasha laughs at you.
A/N: Hi, this is my first piece I’m posting. I’ve been a long time reader on this hellsite but this is the first time I’m actually posting my own writing. I’m open to feedback! Forgive any mistakes, I did not edit this :)
You weren’t necessarily a jealous person. Well, you had been, but you moved past it. You learned that you didn’t, and shouldn’t, be possessive of your friends. It was hard, coming into a new place and wanting the pretty girl with long brown hair to spend all her time with you. Especially since you’d never had a friend before.
But now, you were questioning your sanity.
Wanda had announced to you that she was going on a date. Your heart sunk and something close to rage was burning through your veins. You couldn’t understand why! Wanda had talked about Vision before and you always had to remind yourself that she was friends with the other Avengers too. It had never bothered you this much.
But you had to come up with a bullshit excuse as to why you couldn’t gush about what she would wear or where they would go, because you thought your head was going to explode. You knew Wanda was upset by that, but you needed to figure this out.
“I seriously don’t understand what’s going on!” You pulled at your hair in frustration. “I mean seriously, I thought I’d worked through all the trauma and shit. Like Wanda’s not even my only friend. But she was talking about him and I got so mad, Nat, like so, so mad.”
Natasha snorted at you, watching you pace with an amused smirk.
“For real, like, am I a terrible person?” You paused your pacing to stare at her in horror. “I have no claim over her and I’m acting like a-a possessive a-and controlling piece of shit!”
“Okay, calm down.” Natasha told you. She patted the couch beside her for you to sit but you’re too busy overthinking.
“I can’t calm down! I should be happy for her. But I’m just so angry and I don’t even know why! Vision’s not a terrible person. I mean technically he’s a robot, which is a little odd but-”
“Y/N, relax.” Natasha stands and grips your shoulders, forcing you to look at her. “You have a crush.”
“On Vision?” Your face squished up in confusion. “No, Nat, I’ve talked to him like twice.”
“No, idiot,” She sighs heavily. “On Wanda.”
“No-” You start but then your eyes widen and your jaw drops comically.
Natasha barks out a laugh at your horrified look, only gaining volume as you burn bright red. Clint walks into the living room, taking in the scene and furrowing his brows in suspicion.
“What’s going on here?” He asks, taking in the way the gears are turning in your head.
“I’m gay.” You say confusedly.
“Yeah?” Clint looks like he’s waiting for you to continue. “Wait is this supposed to be news? I thought everyone knew.”
Natasha is overcome with another wave of laughter and you scratch your head lightly. It made sense, you supposed. You had never taken an interest in boys but you had figured that was because of your upbringing. They don’t exactly give assassins in training a lesson on feelings.
“Oh my god!” Natasha shoves your shoulder lightly. “How are you so oblivious?”
“Well, we’re friends.” You stutter out, still confused. “I thought this was normal!”
“Do you feel like that towards me? Or anyone else?” Natasha rolls her eyes.
“But you’re, like, old.” You dismiss, before squeaking out, “I mean, not old, Nat, but like, Wanda and I are the same age, you know? You’re not old! But you’re not as much a friend as like…. An older sister?”
Natasha’s eyes soften, the corners of her lips quirking up just slightly. You can see the words meant a lot to her, even if they were to cover up an insult. It was true though, Natasha had always had your back. She’d shown you the ropes, made sure you were comfortable, and she was always there for advice. Like the big sister you never had.
“Well, kid,” Clint broke the moment, “now that you’ve had your gay awakening, maybe you should tell Wanda how you feel.”
“What?” Your stomach lurched. “How’d you know-”
“The two of you are inseparable. You literally melt when she’s around.” Your cheeks burn a little at his words. “Seriously, kid. For someone who was trained as a spy, you don’t have an ounce of subtlety.”
“Well, she’s with Vision now anyway.” You can’t help the jealousy and almost sadness that twinge your stomach. “It doesn’t really matter.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure of that.” Bucky muttered as he passed through the living room.
“Woah, how does everyone know about this but me?” You ask incredulously. Bucky shakes his head at you lightly, a small smile on his face before he leaves the room.
“Seriously, guys,” You glare at Nat and Clint, “I just figured out I’m gay. Can we at least pretend like it wasn’t obvious.”
“If it’s any consolation, I don’t think Ms. Maximoff knows.” FRIDAY’s voice only makes you groan.
Nat and Clint begin to laugh at the AI’s teasing but they’re cut off by Wanda storming through the living room. Her head was down, a slight red glow about her, as she passed the group standing by the couches.
“Wanda?” You call lightly, but she doesn’t stop.
“Ms. Maximoff did not enjoy our date, it seems.” Vision slides through the wall, scaring the shit out of you.
“Stop doing that! And wiat, what?” You question, clutching your chest where your heart was racing.
“She does not want to be with me.” Visions tells you simply. “She is upset. I do not know why.”
You stand there, wracking your brain for possible explanations. She had been so excited for this date. She’d talked about it for hours the day before, much to your annoyance. So, why would she have been so upset?
“Y/N,” Natasha snapped in front of your face. “Go after her.” She looked exasperated.
“Right!” You stumbled over your own feet racing after your best friend.
But you couldn’t bring yourself to knock on the door. Now that you knew you liked her, it all made sense. Of course you’d be jealous of Vision being able to take her on a real date. So, you stood at her door, trying to figure out what exactly you were going to say to make her feel better, if you even could.
“Y/N, come in already.” Wanda’s soft voice made your heart flutter. Your cheeks burned as you pushed open the door.
Wanda was sitting on her bed, leaning up against her headboard, knees pulled into her chest. She looked nice, even though her brows were furrowed the way they were when she was thinking hard about something.
“What happened?” You asked her, moving to sit on the bed. Your body was tense. Part of you was happy she wasn’t going to date Vision, but that didn’t mean you wanted to see her upset.
“We got as far as the zoo parking lot when I realized that I couldn’t do it.” Wanda fiddled with the crystal on her necklace. “It took going out with Vision to realize that I’ll never be able to feel anything for anyone else.”
“Anyone else?” You questioned. “Wanda, you’ll find someone. We’re still young! You have plenty of time to-”
“No, Y/N,” She gave a small, nearly sad, smile. “I found someone.”
“Oh,” the words startle you. Wanda had never mentioned someone else. The two of you were supposed to be best friends. She found someone and she didn’t tell you?
“It just took half a date with someone else for me to realize that what I feel for her isn’t platonic.”
“What do you mean?” Your eyes were wide as you searched hers for something, anything, readable. The only other girls she was friends with, that you knew, were Natasha and maybe Pepper. But that wouldn’t really make sense.
“I don’t want Vision. I don’t want anyone, really, except you.” You can hear a slight shake in her voice. “I don’t know why it took so long to realize this but, I don’t just have love for you as a friend. I really like you, Y/N.”
“Oh,” You nod. “I’m sorry. This is just a lot. Natasha just told me I was gay like twenty minutes ago.”
Wanda giggled at you. “I guess we’re both a little oblivious, huh?”
“Can I kiss you?” You blurt out, staring at her. “Sorry, uh, let me… It took you going on a date with Vision for me to realize I like you too, or, well, Natasha pointed it out. I was so angry. I thought about beating him up.”
“Y/N,” Wanda pulls you from your rambling.
“Can I kiss you?” you ask again, too focused on her to be embarrassed.
Wanda nods, fighting the big grin on her face. She cups your face gently, pulling you to her. Her lips are soft against your own and her hands are warm, her skin smooth. Your head is spinning as you lean into her touch.
Clint was right, you do melt.
Word count: 1161
Pairing: Wanda x Reader
Warning: none? let me know if I should add any
Summary: This is your Wanda, the soft girl with an accent she doesn’t need to hide. Your Wanda, that no one else gets to see. But is she really yours?
A/N: I don’t know about this one. I got an idea and wrote this in less than an hour instead of the piles of biology homework I was supposed to do. It also changed paths about halfway through so, uh, I don’t know if I like this one. Let me know what you think!
You stared at the woman you loved with a small smile. The two of you were sitting on the couch, sharing a blanket, just a little closer than you should be. She was tired. It was times like these, middle of the night over-exhaustion, when Wanda’s guard came down and her accent appeared. It was one of your favorite things about her.
Word Count: 1883
Genre: Fluff I guess? A little angst if you squint?
Pairing: Wanda x Fem!Reader
Request: Hi! How are you? I loved so much Oblivious and Your Wanda, they are both so amazing and I was wondering if I could request a fic? a romantic Wanda x femreader, something like Wanda recently joined the team and she doesn’t like y/n because she thinks y/n goes clubbing too much with Bucky but the truth is that she was a winter soldier like him, so Bucky goes out with y/n at night to help her redeem herself and then Wanda finds out? Thank you so much and I love your writing!! - Anonymous
A/N: First request done! Thank you for reading and I hope this is what you wanted :)
“Long night?” Natasha smirked at your yawn, using two hands to hold her mug.
“Something like that,” you joked back, grabbing the freshly brewed coffee from her hand and taking a sip. You heard a light scoff and turned to see Wanda regarding you with an annoyed look in her eye.
