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Hi! How are you doing? I hope everything is good!

While a were searching for yoko x reader i found your blog, it seems people forget about her! And I'm so thirsty for her, so if you want could you write something for yoko x fem reader?

Thanks and have a great day!

(Sorry is there are any mistakes english isn't my first language).

LIFE LINE

Reader is depressed due to her mother figure, Miss Weems being stabbed with the nightshade needle, Weems is in hospital but presumed dead by poor y/n, yoko being y/n’s girlfriend has been with y/n as much as possible during her time of mourning

Warning - angst with a dabble of more angst 😙

It had been a few weeks since the Crackstone attack on Nevermore Academy, Weems was supposedly dead and Miss Thornhill was definitely dead. Both of your parental figures gone in the space of an hour because some shitty dead dude decided he needed to kill all outcasts. Everyone knew Thornhill was behind the attack but you, no one had the heart to tell the you this, and so help anyone who got close to telling you. On the day of the attack you were in the library catching up on your studies awaiting on your girlfriend yoko, that was until a explosion occurred, knocking you out, you had then been unconscious throughout the whole thing. After the attack, all of your friends had been looking for you as you weren’t evacuated with the other students, this was when yoko remembered about yours and her study date, she amongst her friends had ran to the library praying for you to still be there, they found you passed out there in the library.

Now with it being the two week mark of the attack Yoko, Wednesday, Bianca and Enid had tried their best to keep you from falling deeper into the hole of depression the whole day dug you into. Bianca brought you water and sang to you until you fell asleep, Enid made sure your self care was being done even if she had to do it for you, Wednesday came and helped with the your studies, Ajax came and blessed you with his poor attempts at comedy while yoko came to check on you every few hours making sure you had ate, drank water and just to be there through this time.

Principle Weems had allowed you to join the school due to how you were an orphan and had the power of controlling nature, which Weems had never seen. You had excelled at carnivorous class which was no surprise due to your powers, because of this Thornhill took a liking to the you, something yoko never liked, yoko knew Thornhill was bad news but didn’t want to interrupt the friendship between Thornhill and yourself as it made you happy. Yet now after the attack yoko wished she had stopped the friendship sooner. Seeing how broken the once smiley girl was broke everyone’s heart.

A few days after the attack, Bianca had stolen some of the fencing equipment and took you out to the woods behind the school to try and get your anger out. This ended up with you throwing the helmet to the floor and sobbing into Bianca’s arms. Enid had taken you out with the werewolf’s on a full moon and let you scream until your lungs gave in and you couldn’t scream any more, after that for the rest of the night you where silent, to say the least you looked exhausted and everyone saw it.

Your friends took turns with it, if Wednesday and Enid went to the hospital to see Weems, Yoko and Bianca were with you trying to keep the high spirits, vice versa. Now it is the three week anniversary of the attack and your mental health was incredibly low.

A knock on your door had grabbed your attention, you didn’t bother moving from your place on the floor, the door slowly opened and your girlfriend came in slowly with a bottle of water and one of her hoodies in her arms. “Hey my love, why are you on the floor?” She chuckled lowly as she closed the door and turned on your LED lights, the colour being dark blue. She walked over to you and sat on the bed behind you, you tilted your head up acknowledging the older girl, she smiled in return for the acknowledgment. “come here arms up” Yoko commanded in a soft tone, you then lazily complied, scooting yourself closer to your girlfriend and putting your arms in the air, she took the baggy band tshirt you are wearing off and threw it into your washing basket, quickly replacing the shirt with her hoodie “now can you stand up for me?” Yoko said with a smile, again you complied, you stood up and sat next to your girlfriend, resting your head on her shoulder. “im sorry” you said in a whisper. Yoko shook her head, wrapping her arms around you and moving the two of you so now you are both laying down in your bed.

The day after that Bianca had come bursting into your dorm, you and yoko layed in each others arms, you where asleep and yoko was awake as ever, holding a finger up to her lip yoko commanded Bianca to be quiet. “Put her headphones on” Bianca told yoko, urgency in her voice. Quickly yoko placed your headphones over your ears and stood up, leaving you in your bed asleep, yoko grabbed Bianca’s arm and dragged the girl outside of your dorm. “What’s up B?” Yoko said, urgency reeking off the siren “It’s Weems” Bianca paused for a second “she’s been discharged from hospital” the siren says with a smile. “oh how do we tell y/n?” Yoko says with a sad smile “she’s your girlfriend yoko you figure it out” Bianca smirks as she walks away leaving yoko to deal with the ticking time bomb that is her girlfriend.

Yoko walks back in the room and you looked a bit better than yesterday, and you were stood in front of your mirror just staring at yourself. Maybe not too much better. “hey love your up” she says with a sad smile “do you think I would look good with a bob?” You say with scissors in your hands. She chuckles and walks over, taking the scissors out of your hands and onto the makeup desk. “My love come sit down I have to tell you something” Yoko says softly as she leads you to the bed. “oh god you’re breaking up with me?” You say in panic, her hands quickly come up to cup your face and she shakes her head “no, no it’s Weems she survived the poisoning, she’s out of the hospital if you need to see he-“ Yoko doesn’t even get to finish her sentence as you run out of the door and towards Weems’ office, all of your friends stand around in the office, Weems stood at her desk as you run in. “ohmygod” you say as you run into Weems’ arms with teary eyes.

is that my jacket?

Request from @maximoffmorale

-wandanat x reader where r is a part of the avengers and wanda is the one of the new recruits. basically nat makes wanda nervous and she thinks the woman hates her when really nat is attracted to the girl and trying hard not to show it. and wanda mainly goes to r for comfort and advice all the time. i'm thinking nat and r are close (maybe dating?) and wandas this oblivious little bean who doesn't realize they like her?

readerxnat (relationship)

wandanatxreader (slowburn)

To say Nat had a hard time showing her feelings towards people would be a HUGE understatement, in fact the way she had shown you her feelings was while on a mission in which she told you “don’t fuck this up.. I eventually want you to be my girlfriend” it was your first ‘official avengers mission’ you ever did and the statement was brushed off as one of nats stupid comments but after the mission you had realised what she had meant and called her out on it. You would never let her live that down.

Wanda however wasn’t so social, being the newest member you were allocated to show the witch the ins and outs of the avengers lifestyle. Wanda’a first interaction with Nat was chaotic to say the least.

-flashback-

Y/N and Wanda came walking into the Sokovian building where they were instructed to meet the rest of the avengers, Wanda had been wearing Nats jacket that Y/N previously stole from her girlfriends closet. “Is that my jacket?” Nat bluntly questioned the two girls. “She’s with us” Y/N states, glaring at her girlfriend, praying the Russian spy would be welcoming of the new girl. “Still doesn’t explain the jacket” Nat glared at the Sokovian as she walked past them, bumping shoulders with Wanda as she walked past the girls. “Sorry about her..she’s…uh not so optimistic” y/n states with a welcoming smile.

-end of flashback -

It had now been a few months since the whole ultron fiasco, Wanda was ashamed, not only had she caused her own town to be destroyed, she had also witnessed her twin brothers death. A brutal one at that, heroic yet ironic all in one.

Y/N had been a ‘godsent’ throughout the grieving period of Wanda’s life. Whether it had been making Sokovian dishes in the compounds kitchen for Wanda or just being there for the girl to have a shoulder to cry on, y/n was there for it all.

Nat however had grown jealous of the newcomer, in training sessions Nat had gone hard on Wanda, her excuse being “she’s weak, we don’t need any deadweight on missions” in which that statement gained a deathly glare from her girlfriend. In the weeks Wanda had been settling in Nat went out of her way to learn more about the younger woman, she had put it down to wanting to use her past against her, however in all honesty Nat just wanted to know more but didn’t dare to ask.

After a month of Wanda being on the team Nats insults started to focus more on Wanda than the whole team.

Each time Wanda instantly went to Y/N needing the comfort. The more this happened the more Wanda’s feelings grew for the avenger. She had found out that Y/N’s powers matched her brothers in that they both had superspeed, this made Wanda’s fondness of the girl grow even more.

Nat saw how Wanda had affected her girlfriend, y/n was happier, Nat knew how bad her girlfriends mental health was, it was a giving with the avengers life style and with the trauma y/n had endured, it was a relief to see her happy. Y/n finally had something to do with her days, if Nat was on a mission, y/n would be teaching Wanda an array of new skills.

After the two month mark of Wanda being an avenger, Nat had decided the Sokovian wasn’t that bad, hey she gave y/n something to focus her mind on and for that Nat was grateful. This didn’t change the fact that Nat would insult the witch at any given moment though, it just meant that the insults were now more advise based. Wanda didn’t realise this though, too blinded by fear and nerves she saw every insult as a threat.

“Keep focused or you’ll get hurt I don’t care if it’s by me or an enemy”

“You should start talking to the rest of the team more, give y/n a break yeah?”

One day Wanda had enough. She made her daily route to Y/N’s bedroom, swinging the door open and flopping aside the girl on the bed. As if relying on muscle memory, y/n had placed her book aside, took her headphones off and opened her arms for the witch to crawl into “what’s on that mind of yours Wands?” Y/n said with her smile that was only reserved for her girlfriend and wanda. “Can you control your guard dog? Please” wanda pleads which had gained a chuckle from y/n “wanda she’s just like that sometimes” the girl replied as she slowly ran her fingers through the brunettes hair. “Hey why don’t you go and get the guitar I bought you, I have a new song to teach you” y/n said.

Y/N was always finding ways to take peoples troubles away. Music being the main one, the girl had those stupid headphones in all the time, she had her reason, y/n had developed tinnitus when fighting ultron, she had been running with a child in her arms when gun fire came from the Quinjet Ultron had stolen, the sound of bullets had caused her eardrums to be permanently damaged, thus that stupid ringing all the fucking time. But now she uses this as an excuse to have music playing 24/7. Nat hates it, but had slowly came to accept it was now a part of her life.

Wanda quickly nodded intrigued on what song Y/N had found this time, the girl had ran out of the room, with her room being across the compound it gave Nat time to go see her girlfriend.

Upon her entrance Nat admired her girlfriend, headphones in, walking around the room humming to the song in her ears. Sneaking up behind the girl, a deviant smirk plastered itself upon Nats face. Within seconds Nat had lifted Y/N and tackled her to the bed, in return Y/N screamed before realising who her attacker was “NAT RESPECTFULLY STOP” y/n shouted at the woman whilst laughing. Without wasting a second Nat lifted the headphones off her girlfriends ears, earning a pout from the girl in return. Nat knew y/n could read lips now but she thought she needed to have the adhd ridden girls full attention, or at least half of it. “I need your advice” Nat didn’t waste a second before speaking to the girl. “Oh? What’s up my love? Talk to me” Y/N sat up next to her girlfriend, this made Nat aware that she was all ears.

Picking at the red nail varnish on her nails, Nat thought of how to confess to girlfriend. The feeling of her hands being held brought her back out of her thoughts y/e/c eyes stared into nats green orbs. “Take your time” you had said.

“I think like Wanda” Nat confessed. “Aw babe that’s great, see now we can all get along yes?” Y/n smiled. “N..No I mean I like her in the ways I like you” Nat said as she stared at her girlfriend. A smile crept across the younger girls face as Nats face went red “do you plan on telling her this? if so please stop insulting the poor thing, she’s scared of you” y/n laughs a little.

Truth be told y/n also had feelings for Wanda. I mean how couldn’t she, her and Wanda had been practically glued to the hip ever since the witches arrival. It didn’t take Y/n so long to tell Nat her new found feelings, Nat fully supported this, they had both talked about the possibility of another person in their relationship, but it had never worked out as planned.

-time skip . a week later -

All of a sudden the insults had stopped. The men had been sent on a mission, leaving Y/N, Nat and Wanda alone in the compound.

Y/N and Nat had been scheming and with poor Wanda being an obvious little shit, all of their attempts at confessions had went to shit. However they decided to be more obvious with their confession.

Y/N had set up her electric guitar outside in the garden she had grown in the back of the compound, she had also made Wanda’s favourite dish. Nat had set up a picnic area in the garden next to her girlfriends guitar, once it was all done Nat called Wanda down and led her to the garden.

Upon entering the garden the two girls could hear y/n playing a sweet song she had came up with. Wanda was speechless to say the least.

After the song, they all sat down and ate, they shared stories and laughed until Nat said “hey Wanda, how was it growing up in sokovia? Like you know as an orphan.” To this Wanda stood up and walked away in silence. “NATASHA SERIOUSLY?” Y/N had shouted at her girlfriend, upon explaining the situation to nat, her and y/n ran after Wanda.

“Wanda wait I’m sorry” y/n said as she sped up to Wanda. “She hates me doesn’t she?” Wanda said quietly “no no love, it’s actually quite the opposite. We set this up to confess our love for you” y/n had said just as Nat was walking over to the girls “romantic love, im sorry wanda I do have feelings for you I just go too far sometimes” Nat confessed with a sad smile

please send me some requests over I beg of y’all, im dying here

Inbox ideas 🙏🏽

-smoking hot-

“could i trouble you for a cigarette?”

Y/N’s a hot smoker who Wanda is so desperate to impress, so desperate that she would go up to the girl having never smoked before and ask the girl for a cigarette

The music was blaring and teenagers roamed the halls of some random kids house, drinks provided of course and a lot of bad decisions to come. Wanda had seen them a few times with them being in most of her classes, yet all she knew about the mysterious person was that they where popular yet such a loner, she had continuously seen them alone smoking in various corners of the college they both attended. And when Wanda caught glimpse of the mysterious person at her best friends 18th birthday party, she knew with the liquid courage in her system that she HAD to make her move.

-

Wanda’s best friend had practically shoved Wanda over to where the person was yet after a few seconds of silence, Wanda has accepted her fate and silently walked away, being replaced by her twin brother. Pietro was one of those popular jocks who knew everything about everyone, knowing this Wanda had made a mental note of her brother and Y/N’s friendship, y/n had been around the Maximoff house a few times actually, once they had helped Pietro get home safe after a practice one night when he broke his ankle, another time they had brought Wanda snacks and ice cream because Pietro had told them that Wanda’s dumbass ex had broken up with her, they ended up making Wanda Paprikash and leaving it outside her door with the snacks, ice cream and a note which Pietro had then told Wanda about his new friend that had put this much effort into making his sister feel good after such a hard day. Wanda needed to know more, or actually interact with the person who had piqued her interest.

-

Many drinks later, Wanda stumbled outside in attempt to grab some air, in doing so, she had found the person her heart had been violently beating for. Y/n stood there, alone, with a cigarette hanging out of their perfect mouth. “Hey” y/n says upon recognising the other teenager to be her best friends sister, Wanda however, stands looking at the smoking hot 18 year old, wondering how to impress them “can I try one?” Wanda quickly asked, y/n lifted an eyebrow, knowing Wanda to be a goodie two shoes yet having Wanda ask them for a cigarette is very new to them. Nodding, y/n took their tab box out of their hoodie pocket and holds the open box out to Wanda, who slowly takes one and asks for a lighter, once y/n hands her one, she puts the cigarette in her mouth and strikes the lighter, after a few attempts the cigarette doesn’t light, she looks over to her peer who is holding in a laugh “what?” she asks feeling dumbfounded under the gaze of her crush. “come here” y/n said, Wanda quickly obliged, walking closer to y/n “pass the lighter I’ll do it for you” y/n commands with a slight smirk, upon grabbing the lighter, y/n had stepped closer to the girl and put the cigarette back in her mouth, they put one hand hovering around the cigarette to block the winds draft and another holding the lighter, they struck the lighter and lit the cigarette first time. Taking the cigarette out of her mouth to speak “thankyou” Wanda thanked y/n for the simple task. “So any update on the boyfriend?” Y/n asks in their deep monotone voice that Wanda loves so much, a chuckle escapes her throat and she shakes her head “I’m looking to get over that douchebag” she states, seeing the opportunity y/n quickly takes it “why don’t we go to the bowling alley and diner next weekend?” Y/n smirks “why those places? They seem a bit out of your comfort zone” Wanda quickly asks “Piet always talks about how you love the 60s and that’s as close as we are going to get around here” y/n states while rubbing the back of their neck awkwardly like a child that had just been caught in the act which made Wanda infatuated by the teenager.

Incorrect Quote

y/n - *walks into the nightshades hideout holding a lighter and some perfume with a shit eating grin* “want to see a cool trick?”

enid - “is that my perfume?”

wednesday - *stood next to y/n also sporting a shit eating grin having taught poor y/n said ‘trick’ * “yes”

bianca - “what trick?”

ajax - “yeah what’s your trick y/n?”

y/n - *sprays an unnecessary amount of perfume in the palm of their hand and flicks the lighter on, flames pouring out, then putting the flame over their hand, making the flame transfer to where the perfume was sprayed, setting their hand alight* “look” *holds hand up admiring the flames that emit from the perfume*

bianca - “what the fuck y/n!!” *runs over to the shorter teenager, throwing water on the fire in their hand*

Bonus

*not even five minutes after, bianca takes y/n to the nurses office and yoko storms in sporting a very pissed off look*

yoko - “who the fuck let my partner burn themselves?”

ajax and enid - *points to wednesday*

just y/n being a dumbass and Wednesday always setting them up. based on something I done a few years ago which made my friends think I was crazy. my girlfriend at the time didn’t even bat an eye at the fact my hand was on fire though.

Do a peter (andrew) x reader

INCORRECT QUOTE

*peter (andrews) and female reader on their first date

Y/N : “I’ve never even kissed a guy”

P : “hey…me neither”

long awaited - sorry bestie (doing this so you don’t get disappointed that I stayed up till 1 am the night before our exam 🥲) yes this is a Scott Pilgrim quote, deal with it, it is such an andrews Peter thing to say.

INCORRECT QUOTES

*Wednesday talking to her partner (reader) who suffers from suicidal thoughts/tendencies*

W : “question. would you die for me?”

Y/N : “yes”

W : “that’s too easy…would you…would you live for me? Hm?”

Incorrect quote -

*talking about Wednesday*

Y/n - “she needed more than me”

Ajax - “but your friendly”

Enid - “and thoughtful”

Yoko - “and quite awfully pretty”

Y/n - “but she needed more than me”

my take on what y/n probably looks like in all of my fics

- fuck me eyes -

OKAY HEAR ME OUT - i know yelena is ace / aro in the comics (and maybe the mcu but not confirmed) but this is my story so 🥲anyway if you are uncomfortable with me making yelena be in a relationship then do not read further <3 Y/n is Wanda Maximoff's younger sister and is training with Kate Bishop under Clint's supervision.

All characters are of legal age

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Y/N's pov :

because of my 'bad' behaviour on the field, Clint has made me stay back to fix some trick arrows instead of going out with him and Kate on some retrieval mission. Which I admit does suck. But jokes on them, I love making trick arrows.

i spin in my chair grabbing a 'very dangerous' arrow and laughing at the label Kate put on it before placing it in the bag of arrows I've already made.

The radio is blasting some grunge rock music, the sun isn't out because it's winter in New York. However, it's snowing which is amazing for me.

I nod my head to some AC/DC song, my hair is in a messy bun, I flip my safety goggles up to get a better view of the snow falling onto the ground outside.

"KATE BISHOP" a unfamiliar voice rings through the room, making me tense up, I spin around to the source of the raspy voice and see a woman, about my age, blonde hair and a cute outfit on.

"she's not here" i state in a monotone voice, just as I had been trained, when in doubt stay calm until Kate panics.

the woman's eyes widen and she looks at me with a light blush, probably from the cold New York weather. "she will be back in like ten minutes, give or take, if you go to the living room and wait there, her number is on the table if it's urgent" i smile politely, the woman nods and quickly exits the room.

YELENA’S POV :

Kate Bishop and Clint Barton have been on my ass all Christmas, my mission was simple. Get revenge on him who murdered my sister, anyone who dares to try stop me, will be killed. I've recently found the location of where Clint Barton is staying while having his holiday in New York. That means today is the day Mr Barton dies. I walk into the apartment, the door is not locked however the house is empty. Is what I think until I hear a familiar song. Some old song from my youth, it's loud and sounds like metal. What a song to die to. I smirk as I turn the corner to see the back of someone's head. Black curly hair faces away from me. Well that's not the figure I was expecting. Maybe it's the protégé.

"KATE BISHOP" i shout making my presence known to the small figure.

The raven haired person spins around in their chair just to reveal, to my dismay they are not Kate Bishop.

"she's not here" the woman states with a shrug. the girl is beautiful and the voice matches the face. "she will be back in like ten minutes, give or take, if you go to the living room and wait there, her number is on the table if it's urgent" follows the previous comment, the girl smiles mockingly toward me.

All I can do is nod, and when I tell you I've never picked my phone up so quickly I mean it. Once I'm in the living room I pull my phone out, putting the number into my contacts and deciding to send a quick message to the Bishop child.

I aggressively type "Bishop, who the fuck is that fine ass woman in your apartment? You know the one with the fuck me eyes? And the fuck me face? And the fuck me fingers? I'm going to need her full name, address and her relationship status."

I hit send and not even a minute later a message comes through from the Bishop child. "Hey, I'm guessing your Yelena, yeah please refrain from talking about my best friend like that"

and with a devious smirk I stumble to push my phone back into my Jean pocket and walk out of that apartment in hopes of seeing the girl with the fuck me eyes once more.

totally not freaking out ab this <3 but drop the eyeliner tutorial pls bestie 😭🫂@crawlershq

omg crawlers are in their tumblr era 🛐 ily guys

And for some reason they appointed me (Liv) to look after it. I'm not sure what's being implied here

PS we love you too x

why orange?

part one

part two

“carol have you seen….carol what the hell” I hear the dark haired witches voice come out from behind me and the blonde who are comfortably sat down on the balcony, cigarettes lit in our hands. “Hey no, no give me that” the lit cigarette is snatched out of my hand by Wanda as she scolds carol. Carol quickly moves to put her own cigarette out with a quick apology to the younger woman. Carol makes a run for it, while Wanda’s gaze is on me. I stay frozen in place for a few seconds, a bit flabbergasted that she actually just put my cigarette out and is now scolding me as if I am a child. “im 18 you know?” I say quietly, breaking the piercing silence shared between us both. A sigh comes from Wanda as she holds her hand out for me “the others wanted to know if you wanted to join us for a movie? It’ll just be us, Carol and Natasha, Pietro went out” she pleads with me, taking it that I will be spending time with them anyway I slowly nod, taking her hand as she pulls me up to my feet, her hands are cold but not the uncomfortable kind, the kind where you want to hold them forever as yours warms them up. That kind of cold. “we should go before natasha gaslights carol into watching Moonraker again” she says with a small chuckle giving me the impression of that movie being over played in this house.

me and Wanda walk into the small living room, a comfy sofa is pushed against the wall of the room, below it is a makeshift bed with blankets and pillows sprawled out across the floor. I smile getting memories of the times me and my closest friends would bunk out on my ex’s floor on nights out when we were too young to drink or get home to face the wrath of our parents. I smile a little and sit on the floor not giving the comfy sofa a second thought. Wanda smiles a little, noticing my willingness to always be sat on the floor. She sits next to me, throwing a blanket over us, I grab a pillow from behind me and pull it to my chest, bringing my knees up to my chest too. Just as I do this, Nat and Carol walk in laughing about something, Nat notices me first and smiles sadly. “you comfy there?” She says knowingly as I nod “you remind me of my sister, she does that too” she states as she gestures to my position, to this I smile a little.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Carol struggling to carry some DVDs, she sits on the sofa behind me before placing the DVDs between me and the witch. Nat sits behind Wanda and scans over the DVDs. Wanda quickly picks up a series, ‘skins’ i laugh recognising the tv show as the three other women look confused “you know this?” Natasha asks as I nod. The three women look at me blankly “what? Oh my god! You guys have never heard of skins?” I say looking at them all shocked. I shake my head as Wanda puts the disc in the tv.

after a few hours of watching the show, Wanda has her arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer, Carol is playing with my hair as Natasha has now plaited Wanda’s hair into braids, Carol tucks my hair behind my ear and Wanda looks over and tilts her head, she leans closer and caresses behind my right ear with her thumb “oh my god you have tattoos?” She says exited, I look at her confused. “yeah, it’s not that big of a deal” i state nonchalantly, the show now far forgotten.

Me and Wanda now sit facing carol and Nat, Carol shows off her army tattoos, one of them being a name. “Rambeau?” I ask gesturing to the one tattoo she left out “my uh friend, she died of cancer during the blip” she states “sorry” i mutter noticing how she put off talking about it “okay little rebel” Natasha grabs everyone’s attention “what’s that one on your arm, not the sleeve the small one?” She nods to my left wrist. An orange semicolon. I look up at her “the semicolon?” I say unsure if she meant that, she nods in conformation. “i..uhm so it means like I won’t end my life because a semicolon is a continuation and not a stop” i state with a bit of trouble as the three women stare at me intrigued. “why orange?” carol asks “it was my uncle’s favourite colour. But also because of a song” I nod while rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly “something in the orange tells me we’re not done?” Wanda asks. I look over surprised she understood the reference.

along with a younger deadly assassin and an archer with adhd

COPING MECHANISMS

part two of ‘tears over beers'

you put too much effort into relationships and the girl you genuinely had feelings for broke your heart, even now after knowing about what she done, your friends still choose her over you.because of this you relapsed and lost yourself again.until one night three women find you in the woods about to take your life.

TRIGGER WARNING

self harm, suicide attempt, alcoholism, drug use, swearing, past relationship trauma, eating disorder, body dysphoria. (totally not writing just to vent..yes that's exactly what im doing)

Y/N’s pov <3

the next thing I know I am being gently rocked by an avenger.. a fucking avenger. I look up at her as the other two women stand up, brushing the mud off their clothing, and much to my dismay my headphones are took off of my ears and put around my neck, the music still blaring through.

The blonde one who I am assuming by the space cadet uniform is captain marvel states that she is going to make a phone call, the brunette haired girl, the red haired woman, the black widow nods at her colleague to do so as she looks down at me with pity. As Wanda Maximoff sits with her arms around me in a comforting manner as she holds a piece of cloth on my bloody arm.

“how did this happen, did someone attack you?” The former black widow questioned bluntly.

“Natasha stop.” Wanda says from behind me, her breath cold against my warm neck. the widows face stays the same blank stare as her gaze is glued to my arm.

the leaves from the autumn ground crunch as carol walks back over to us “Pietro said to take her back to the safe house” my eyes widen as I start to panic about being taken away for what I’ve done to myself, Wanda is a mind reader, by now she definitely knows I done this to myself. Natasha starts to grab all my stuff, throwing it into my backpack as Wanda helps me off the dusty floor.

“Can you do me a favour and hold this cloth to your arm, just until we get to the safe house so I can properly clean it?” Wanda asks with a sad smile “and while I clean it we can talk about it yes?” I silently nod, secretly knowing I will not be telling her anything.

“Cmon Wanda, stop wasting time” Natasha says as she grabs me by the shoulder and shoves me forward to walk. To this I try to run for it, at the same time, Wanda having already read my thoughts lifted one hand in the air and with red wisps of magic she whispers a meek “sorry detka” before putting me to sleep

-

my body shoots up from its sleeping state, I run my hands up and down my face in attempt to make sense of what happened. Upon removing my hands from my face I am faced with a new surrounding. A one I’ve never seen before. This makes me panic, I shoot out of the bed only to notice I’m not in my own clothing, I now sport a beige shirt and grey joggers bottoms. I walk out of the room to see a living room, the blonde and the redhead from earlier are playing some bored game on the table whilst a blonde haired man is sat on the sofa playing over watch on the Xbox, the first person to notice my presence is Wanda who walks over with a bottle of water, extending her arm out for me to take said water, I take it and thank her by nodding my head. “Where are we?” I say, voice groggy from whatever spell Wanda cast upon me, “come on, let’s go sit down and I’ll explain it to you love” Wanda states calmly as she guides me back to the room I woke up in. Upon sitting on the bed with Wanda I feel myself calm down. “oh shoot, wait here I forgot something” she says with a little bit of a sad smile as she runs out of the room, returning seconds later with a first aid box. She sits on the bed, throwing the box in between the both of us, she then opens it, grabbing the bandage “can I have your arm please” she says calmly. I slowly put my arm out for her to grab, she grabs a sterile wipe before gently patting the blood off my arm, whispering soft nothings into my ear as i whimper and whine about the pain, she eventually stops and water is now pouring from my eyes, she wipes the tears from my cheeks with her thumb “we’re nearly done now” she then grabs the bandage she got out before, she throws out the packaging and wraps my arm.

after being bandaged up and being allowed permission to go outside by carol, I sit on the balcony of the fancy safe house, I pull out a box of cigarettes, lighting them, taking a lot of draws from the tiny ‘cancer stick’ as my best friend would call it. I think back to days before. Me and my new friend group smoking in the smoking shelters of college, them comforting me silently as they continue to have their normal conversations while I tag along. Being broken out of my thoughts I feel a presence behind me “those will kill you” she says “so?” I blankly state back to her, not moving to look at her, she sits next to me. “I’m Carol” she states “I know the space cadet, yes?” I say with a hint of sarcasm in my voice, to this she laughs. Me and Carol sit on the balcony for a few hours, she seems cool but that doesn’t mean my walls will go down for her. Or anyone.

Hiiiiii guys, this is a part two,, suggested by @natashaswife4125 thankyou for asking for another part,, I hope this is good <3

tears over beers

you put too much effort into relationships and the girl you genuinely had feelings for broke your heart, even now after knowing about what she done, your friends still choose her over you.

because of this you relapsed.

and lost yourself again.

until one night three women find you in the woods about to take your life.

TRIGGER WARNING

self harm, suicide attempt, alcoholism, drug use, swearing, past relationship trauma, eating disorder, body dysphoria. (totally not writing just to vent..yes that’s exactly what I’m doing)

IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED PLEASE DONT READ THIS

(I see you little depressed bitches who are going to ignore this message, if this is you please reach out to me or anyone for that matter, I know what your going through, even if I don’t I will try and help)

tears run down your face, you bring your stained hoodies sleeve up to your crimson coloured cheeks, the once dry, blue hoodie, now damp and a deep blue colour. you wipe the salty tears off of your face.

blurred vision and a bottle of beer in your hand, the tears fall faster than ever, you can almost sense the panic attack that is coming for the 5th time in the past 4 hours.

the thing about you is that when you seriously genuinely like someone, you do anything in your power to keep them.

——

you where 16 and freshly out of a emotionally abusive relationship, first year of college, your time to shine.

two of your closest friends from secondary school managed to stay in the same friend group as you, from that you built a whole new friendship group, different people from your friends classes joined.

about half way through your first year of college you developed feelings for a girl who recently discovered her own sexuality. Through her discovering herself she managed to split the group which was once a big group into two, the other half of the group studied a different course than your side and now the two groups barely talk.

upon telling your best friend about your newfound feelings, she tells you that the girl sees you in the same light as you see her.

a few weeks later the girl you liked and one of your closets friends texted you saying they both had feelings for you. Upon this a massive wave of guilt engulfed your mind. You had liked your close friend for years before when you where both in secondary school yet you still liked this new friend.

you had told them both that you where confused and couldn’t make your decision so soon. Your close friend Em told you to take your time and that if it was her you where willing to choose that she would wait forever for you, on the other hand, your other friend Kai told you that you had to choose and that it wasn’t fair.

you tried so hard to choose but you couldn’t.

once both of them and your best friend wanted to go see the same movie so you invited them all to see it together as it would’ve been easier. To make it even more awkward your younger brother decided to tag along.

during the movie Em held your hand because she recognised your anxiety about the cinema, along with the scary scene that was playing before you, for the next hour, the two of you held hands. Then the same on the bus ride, once Kai left, Em took the opportunity to hold your hand, then kissing it once you reached her stop.

Throughout the rest of the year Kai begged for your attention and love while Em worked for your love.

and guess who you picked

if you thought Em

you thought wrong.

stupidly you picked Kai because Em was at another college and the two of you barely saw each other, whereas even though she never put in effort Kai saw you everyday.

A few month of sharing hoodies and you putting in the most effort to make sure Kai is having a good time while she is going through things, you wanted to ask the question. ‘what are we?’

you ended up asking her through text what she wanted from the talking stage, after that she told you she needed space.

this was the first time she hurt you, broke you even.

you sat on a table alone as your friends went to talk to her, they left all their stuff with you, you sat and silently sobbed while they laughed with her.

Summer finally broke out and you had the girl unadded for the whole time, your friends hung out with her while you were either on holiday or alone in your room reading comic books of super heroes with the dream love story.

Around 2 weeks till college starts she added you again with the plea to start talking again, of course you being a fucking idiot, you said yes because your friends wanted the group to be together again with you being the ‘glue’ of the group.

Your now in second year of college

through the use of the internet you found your diagnosis for depression and the internet keeps saying your neurodivergent.

She would send you relationship posts through tiktok and snapchat, yet the moment you ask for the second time what she wanted from the relationship, she fucked you over again.

But this time worse, she left you on opened before spending a week ignoring you, the friend group fell apart a bit more and you just stayed away as much as you could in fear you’d show yourself crying in front of them.

She eventually messaged you and the two of you stopped talking.

now not even two weeks later, you heard through a good friend that she has already moved on with one of your ex’s who also fucked you over.

In the coming weeks your life fell apart, you can’t find a job, your failing everything you do and your presence at college is near to never

——

your now sat in the woods with a bottle of your pills in your lap, unknowingly of the famed avengers’ new mission in your area.

Three of the avengers are stood watching you from behind you, without your knowledge. Your new apple airpod maxes placed upon your dark curly hair, music blaring.

After a few minutes of them watching you they start to whisper about your state as you pull up your sleeves, cursing at yourself for not bandaging your arms properly, blood runs down your forearms from the deep raging red lines that cover the entirety of your arms.

Upon seeing this you feel a pair of strong arms wrapping around your shoulders, hugging you from behind, you throw your headphones off, putting them on the floor. “Shh I’m here” a raspy Russian voice says while you melt into their hold. Another two people join the hug, “it’s okay detkà we’ve got you” another voice says, this time her voice is hinted with an old Slavic accent, lastly another female says “I’ve got you little one” in an American accent.

part 2

Voodoo4Dummies

Wanda x y/n

Agatha x Wanda (friends only)

Nat + yelena + y/n (sisters)

Y/N gets killed on a mission, leaving her one true love, Wanda to deal with the consequences. Throughout the weeks after Y/N’s death, Wanda seeks out help from her old friend Agatha, in which they stumble upon multiple books, the Dark Hold, The Manual of Witchcraft and Alchemy and Voodoo for Dummies.

WANDAS POV

“im closing in on the room with the, what did you call it tasha? a goober?” Y/N’s voice echoing through the earpiece which allows the team to speak to one another during missions, with a hint of sarcasm she speaks in her Russian accent. Following this Natasha chuckles into her earpiece and following up with “shut it y/n/n, get the USB and get out”

I smile at the interaction they share while fighting off another round of hydra agents.

“Uh guys. So I took the USB out of the computer and now there’s a timer on the screen. i- I think it’s a bomb” y/n announces with a tremble clear in her voice

“hey, hey no malysh, cmon, it’s okay just get as far away from that room as possible, what floor are you on?” Yelena says in a comforting tone, recognising the fear in her baby sisters voice

“Fuck I don’t know Lena, but it’s high maybe 5th floor from what I can see” my heart sinks, memories of Pietro’s death flood back into my brain, she can’t die like this. I can’t loose her. “My love come on, just keep running please” I plead with her, I can hear her heavy breathing through the earpiece.

One I manage to get outside, all the hydra agents on sight are dead and the whole team are out front looking at the door waiting for one of Y/N’s last minute miracles, she always gets into trouble on missions because she is careless with her life, always diving head first into trouble and unlike any normal person she always ends up surviving. It’s an ongoing joke that her power is luck.

I run over to Natasha and turn to the building in hopes y/n runs outside and into my arms. Tony points up to a window “what is she doi…*BANG*”

the whole team falls to the floor in attempt to cover from the flames that burst out of the building. We all watch as Y/N jumps through the window of the 5th floor, her body on an incline toward the floor, a scream rips from both mine and Yelena’s lungs as our y/n hits the floor in one swift motion, her small frame, slumped against a car, her head hung low, her tactical goggles covering her eyes, her raven curls covering the remaining surface of her face.

Everyone stumbles to their feet to get to y/n, yelena making it to her first, falling to her knees and holding her younger sisters lifeless head up in her hands, she cursed under her breath as the rest of the avengers huddle up around the two, i kneel next to yelena with panic. “Is she awake?” I say in a sense of urgency as I lift up my girlfriends tactical goggles off her eyes, her head still resting in yelenas hands.

That’s when it hits me.

I cant hear her heartbeat, I lift my hand up, my palm just in front of her face, my fingers grazing over her forehead. Strands of red magic float around her head.

“i- I can’t feel you” I say in a whisper to y/n before looking around “I can’t feel her” I announce to the group in panic “why can’t I feel her?” I say as Natasha pulls my body into hers, wrapping her arms around me as tears cascade down my face. Yelena starts to gently slap Y/N’s face “come on little one, this isn’t fucking funny, wake up. Wake up y/n, WAKE UP” Yelena’s screams can be heard from anyone, probably even from universes away.

“wake up, come on Wanda, wake up your having a nightmare” I am shook awake, my eyes flutter open as my body is shook by my best friend Agatha, she looks down at me with fear in her eyes. I rub my eyes, tears staining my black stained fingers, I slowly lift my body into a sitting position opposite Agatha. “Oh hun, it’s okay, we will find her body and bring her back, just like we said, yes?” Agatha says in a hopeful yet reassuring tone of voice. I nod slowly knowing today is the day I am to go to S.W.O.R.D headquarters to talk to general Hayward about Y/N’s body.

- time skip -

I walk into S.W.O.R.D headquarters with a plan and an right to commit to my plan.

“Ah yes, hello miss Maximoff. Here to see general Hayward? Right this way, let me get this door for you” a man on front desk greets me but I know where I need to be “I’ve got it but thanks” I say interrupting the kind man as I use my powers to open the door.

Once in Haywards office he greets me with a nod “hello miss Maximoff” he smiles “okay yes I know your here for your girlfriends body but I’m sorry to inform you, she’s the government’s property” i tilt my head in anger knowing he would say something like this, and because of that me and Agatha came up with a plan, I would distract him while Agatha goes in and teleports Y/N’s body back to the house we share. “If it where that the two of you had married before her death then I would of been allowed to hand over her body to you” that one hit a nerve, the night my love died I was planning to propose to her after our weekly movie night. After a breif moment of silence I went to speak, just as the radio attached to Haywards fancy suit blazer goes off “general Hayward, the mutants body has been compromised” I smile a little knowing they meant Y/N, however she wasn’t a mutant she just… well she was a mutant, but she wore a power dampener in fear she would hurt the ones she loved, I remember her staying up for weeks upon end in the lab making the stupid gadget, she would stay up until she passed out in someone’s arms. My thoughts are broken as I see Hayward run out of the room, I chuckle knowing she is already at the house, I drive back to mine and Agatha’s small house quickly with excitement radiating off my body.

Once entering the driveway, i quickly get out of the car and run into the house, without wasting time, I go straight to the basement, throwing my overcoat off my body, Agatha already has your body upon the medical table we built. “You ready hun?” She says in a comforting voice

I grab the only book that had gotten me and Agatha any progress. We had tried the Dark Hold but this book, voodoo for dummies was a remake of a old witches book from the 1600s a spell for reincarnation had been left opened in the book. I smile at Agatha and nod. We had done this spell many of times in the last week, we would kill people before bringing them back, it would work.

Agatha on one side of the table, me on the other, we lit candles and as much as it hurt me to do we had to carve runes into your skin, we started on your arms, carving over your scars, then we had to rip your shirt and I had to carve over your heart. Once we finished we started chanting in Latin. After a few minutes your body started to shake as if you where having a seizure I pressed my hands down onto your freezing shoulders and held you down. all of a sudden your body went limp again and Agatha threw the book “what a crock of shit” she curses. And turns around to pace the room.

I sigh and look down at your body, caressing your cheek lightly, this is when your eyes flutter open slowly, “my love?” I say quietly as Agatha quickly spins around to look at what I’m talking to. “oh my, Wanda she’s alive, she’s alive” Agatha nearly shouts.

- his secret -

Vampire bucky x female y/n.

you’ve been dating your military boyfriend for about 2 years but what you didn’t know is that he has a dark secret. 1940s bucky barnes x Steve’s twin sister, y/n. Blood!Angst!darkthemes!Y/N’s pov

The war had been over for four years now, four years ago we met. Although I remember it like it was yesterday.

- four years earlier-

It was a normal day to say the least, I went to work with the girls as we all had to because the men of the house where still at war, once I was back, I unlocked the door to mine and Steve’s apartment. The apartment was small and stuffy but it was home. I place my purse upon the counter top which was decorated with a stack of newspapers and two navy jackets.

I rub my eyes as if a trick of reality had fallen upon me from the lack of sleep and rest I have had the last couple of years. Upon my eyes focusing back on the jackets I was lead to the fact he was finally home.

I push the door for the living room and there he is “oh my, Steve” I say in shock, my hands covering my mouth as my brother, the star spangled man is stood in the living room of our apartment. He is so much taller and muscular now than before, i once heard about the super soldier serum and how Steve was chosen to be it’s subject, i then heard about the test working, after that day steve was all over the tabloids and propaganda posters.

Snapping me out of my trance Steve’s now deeper voice beams through the small room “oh how I’ve missed you y/n, I have someone you must meet” he says whilst engulfing my tiny body in a hug, once we break from the hug, I am aware of the other person in the room.

I look at the other man, his pale skin fills the room with light, his pale pink lips, puffy and chapped from the winters frost. His eyes, deep blue alike to the blue of a lapis crystal you see in travelers show. His dark hair contrasts his pale skin, his face is home to war scars and newer cuts.

Once again breaking out of yet another trance, the man is ushered toward me by Steve “this is my dearest friend and colleague, Sargent James Buchanan Barnes” the man then smiles a little toward me.

“please mind my manners, hello, I’m y/n, Steve’s sister” I say with a smile and an extended hand just as any lady should.

He links out hands and we are both share a handshake “I’m terribly sorry for the intrusion doll, you can call me James”

- present day 1949 -

After that first encounter, Steve’s mission was always to set me and James up, what more would a man want for his sister than his closest friend to be wed with her.

Me and James have been together for two years now and I’ve never been happier than I am now, Steve has a child with his now wife Margaret in who he met during his time in the military.

For the past year, after his business trip, James has been acting a little weird, I had recently pinned it down to some European sickness but upon the trip to the doctors office, there was no diagnosis for the illness.

In the past six months, he had stopped going out during the day and decided to start taking the night shift at his office to try avoid human contact as much as possible. He had been suffering with his senses, saying it is as if they had been turned up to 100 and that he could hear things that I couldn’t, this had me concerned and confused.

However, now he seems to have gotten used to this mysterious sickness, as if he had accepted whatever he has and has decided to use it to his advantage.

It’s finally our two year anniversary, today and our neighbour, Agnes had helped me set up a scenic atmosphere within the house before she went to work for the day, James had taken the day shift to the fact he wanted to get off earlier to spend his day with his ‘doll’.

I change into one of my best dresses, dinner already upon the candle lit table, I hear the door unlock and the steps of my lover coming into the room, he walks in, looking as handsome as ever. His eyes light up as he sees the layout of the room, he brings a box into view. A pink boutique clothing store box with a pink ribbon and a bouquet of roses on top of the box in which he sets down upon the table. He latches his hand upon my waist and pulls me in for a kiss, upon pulling away “happy anniversary doll” he says in a deep voice. We share a couple of kisses before sitting down, he ushers me to open my gift as he places the flowers in a vase.

I pull the end of the pink ribbon, allowing the box to be opened, I take the lid off of the box, in the box is a dress I had been eyeing up in a designer shop a few months ago “oh james, it’s dashing darling, thank you” I say with a hand over my mouth in awe to the man sat in front of me. “Your welcome my love. This dinner looks stunning doll” he states whilst picking up his cutlery and taking a bite of the food, with a smile I do the same and we eat while making conversation about the new shows playing in the local theatre.

After thirty or so minutes we are both finished and I had taken the plates into the kitchen, and cleaned them before making my way back to my boyfriend.

What I see next is the one thing I would’ve never expected within my life time. I see my boyfriend in the middle of the bedroom, we share, a pool of blood at his feet, and one of his newer colleagues in his grasp as he places his mouth to the neck of the older man. I stand in the doorway in shock and disbelief. “James” I say with a gasp. He drops the now dead man and turns to look at me, blood pours down his chin from his mouth. He looks healthier than ever as he says “y/n I can explain please sit dear” his two front canine teeth have been transformed into sharp fangs, he walks over to the door, pulling me into the room, onto the bed.

“what are you?” I say with a shaky voice as I sit on the bed with him.

“When I went on that business trip in Europe I was attacked by some men. One of them bit me, it’s called vampirism, the doctor has found my diagnostics the week I had came back but I had payed him off to not tell you or anyone. I’m so sorry doll” he says with an apologetic look as he wipes the blood off of his face.

“you mean to tell me the folklore stories are of truth” I look into his eyes, he is serious. My boyfriend is a vampire.

hey guys it’s spooky season so this is the start of my halloween tropes + mcu characters. I’m sorry this wasn’t longer, I’ve never wrote for Bucky, I don’t know how he would act but my friend requested vampire Bucky so this is as good as it’ll get. Please feel free to drop some more ideas for these stories. have a great day guys.

- im not okay man -

Wanda x Female reader

Y/N’s POV the whole story

hey guys im writing this for all the people who aren’t doing good and feel a bit shitty atm.

Your close friend, Wanda has been living at Clint’s safe house for over a year, you two talk on the phone every once and a while but it’s not the same. One day you tell her your not doing so good mentally, she makes it her mission to try be there for you.

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You’ve been an avenger for 4 years, however, it wasn’t as good as it was wrote out to be. All the hiding out and the memories of every person you kill. The ptsd really started to affect you after a while.

PTSD turned into anxiety which then turned to depression and much more. Even though your struggling, you cannot tell the other avengers that and the only person you could tell was hidden away somewhere and could only grant you a single phone call a day for their safety.

———

You lay upon your bed, staring at the grey ceiling of your small bedroom. You had nothing to do, no one to see. I mean it’s not like you would’ve actually made the effort to go see someone anyway.

It was nearing 1pm and you’ve not received your FaceTime from the overly happy witch today.

After what seems like an hour in your head you decide to shut your eyes and think about all the good things in life. But she had other plans. As soon as you closed your eyes your phone started buzzing. A sound you have grown so fond of over this year.

Your eyes shoot open and you click the little green phone button, answering.

“Hey y/n/n” she says in a optimistic voice. She is mesmerising as the call shows her walking next to the lake you’ve seen dozens of times during your calls with Wanda.

“Hey, you remembered” you say in a sarcastic voice. Of course she remembered, you guys call every day.

she chuckles “oh shut up, hey show me your face I miss your ugly mug” she says in a half serious tone, making you laugh a little while you lift your phone showing her your face, she frowns a little.

“what’s wrong?” She says while tilting her head “if Natasha is bothering you agai..”

“no Wanda it’s not Nat, i..I’m just not doing so good” I quickly interrupt her Natasha rant.

“Oh are you sick or is it the depression again?” She quips back in an understanding, gentle voice.

“uh yeah it’s the depression. I feel like it was a bad idea choosing to become an avenger and I just don’t think I can cope with this anymore. I’m just. Idk I’m not okay man” i say while placing my phone on my desk, pushing it against a half full cab of monster that has been there for a couple of days, I sit up to look at my phone.

“it’s okay, hopefully you can hang on long enough for me to come back and actually get to make Paprikash for you” she smirks while sitting down on the pier of the lake. “Hey I’ve got the go but call tomorrow?” She says quickly with a grin.

“sure, tell Nathaniel I said hi” I smile sadly as she ends the call, groaning I decide to try preoccupy myself for the rest of the day, around 4 in the morning I decide to call it a day and try sleep.

———-

I wake up to knocking on my door, I groan, rolling onto my side to tap my phone to life. I wait for my eyes to adjust to the brightness when it shows the screensaver of me and Wanda along with the time showing 11am.

Knock knock knock

The person knocks again, I let out another groan while standing up and opening the door.

“what can I do for yo..”

Warm arms wrap around my waist as whoever it is pulls my head into their chest, holding me close to them like I would fade away if their my let go.

I melt into the hug, realising how much I needed this comfort.

That’s when I realised the scent of the person, it’s her signature perfume. Thinking it’s some sick joke I pull back just to see it was real, Wanda stands in front of me, here in the compound. Not at some lake. Here. In my room.

“surprise” she says quietly as I fall back into her arms.

-shot through the heart

and your to blame-

enemies / lovers

Kate Bishop x Female tracksuit mafia member

TW - death, angst

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For the longest time criminal mastermind Y/N L/N and avenger Kate Bishop had this little cat and mouse chase throughout the city of Brooklyn, NewYork.

Ten years to be exact.

Y/N was Kates first mission.

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“take out the girl, in and out” Clint repeats the mission plan to the young archer

—

However as we know now, that mission didn’t go to plan. The two archers shot a rigged bomb which they thought was the young criminal. An explosion blasted throughout the fourth floor of the small abandoned building.

this mission left Clint partially death and Kate just got away with a few scrapes though. Y/N however, left that building that night with a new scar and a broken collar bone.

But that was 7 years ago.

Nowadays Y/N is associated with the tracksuit mafia. Kate is still an avenger. The world is breaking apart at its strings, meaning the tracksuits had an opportunity to strike.

———

Y/N’s POV

One thing I hate more than the cold is early mornings, today we have both. Although I dare say Christmas in NewYork is one of the best things to witness every year, it’s also a pain in the ass.

I walk into the warehouse, combat boots echoing throughout the silent room. I must be early. I shrug and whistle some old Christmas song while equipping myself with guns and knifes. I put extra ammo in other peoples guns, knowing today could go tits up.

“Ah there she is. Hey Y/N, come, come we have a surprise for you. Well for boss but your bound to love this” my main man Tomas comes up to me patting my back with a smirk.

Silently me and Tomas walk into one of the farthest rooms from the exit, confused and tired I walk in behind Tomas.

I step further into the dimly lit room to see a chair in the middle with Hawkeye sat upon it. Chuckling I walk in front of him.

“Awe guys I know it’s Christmas but you didn’t have to get me such a thoughtful gift” i quip as I walk around, silently wondering where the protégé is these days.

i turn back to the group of probably 20 men “what do we need from Mr Barton? you know he has a lovely family he surely has Christmas plans with. Cmon guys let’s not keep the poor man too long” I question the group.

“we need miss Bishop..well the big boss does” another man says almost intimidated.

I smirk “oh what has my favourite avenger gotten herself into this time?” I chuckle while turning back to Clint “where’s the girl?” I say, taking my gun out of its holster, placing the cold metal against the older man’s forehead with a smirk.

“your delusional” he says lowly.

“Keep him here till I find the girls whereabouts. I’ll be in my office” i state to the men while I walk away, throwing the gun to Ivan.

———

in my office I shut the door and throw my body onto the faux leather chair at my desk.

“Kate Bishop why the fuck are you under my desk…if you wanted to pleasure me I’m more into knifes and chains” i smirk as I look down at the woman under my desk.

Standing up from her place under my wooden desk she holds me but the throat and straddles me making sure I cannot move “kinky” I state with a wheeze.

“You want out of this business? Say it and I can guarantee your safety with the avengers” she her other hand to grip my chin, making me look at her.

“Ah yes because mister general Ross would been so happy to invite a Romanian assassin onto the team oh wait isn’t one Slavic spy enough or are you guys going down a more ethnic route?” I use my hand to slowly inch Kates hand off of my neck, allowing me to speak without passing out.

she climbs off my lap “tonight there will be a meet up with your team and mine. It’ll end in blood shed. Please Y/N we cannot afford the casualties and neither can you guys. Call it off” she states before opening the window. Cool air seeping through. “See you there drăguţă” ((sweetheart)) I laugh as she jumps out of the window, I then make my way back to where the other men are

“Okay, okay children let him go, we have insight on the avengers” i say with a laugh. Walking over to Barton I grab my pocket knife, cutting his restraints “tell your team to bring their dancing shoes tonight will you?” is the last thing I say before shoving him to the floor, half of my men go and escort him out of the warehouse.

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laying down in my bed in the warehouse I shut my eyes. Memories flow through my head. The red room. Meeting the avengers. Being kicked out of the avengers. Meeting the tracksuits. Meeting kingpin. With a groan I throw myself out of the bed, realising I did i fact get a good amount of sleep, an hour until this so called fight. I’m already dressed all I need is to brief the team, grab Maya and Kazi before heading out.

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it’s 11pm, me, Maya, Kazi and a lot of the tracksuits are huddled into the back of a van. Being transported to the garage.

once we make it there the doors open and we all split up around the garage, I send the snipers up onto the roof of either the vans or the building behind the sign, I send the best fighters behind cars and the others stay with me, Maya and Kazi to await for the avengers appearance.

Not even a minute after I’m comes the worlds mightiest hero’s.

“Hey guys, good holiday. Damn I kinda saw you guys as a sunny holiday Christmas people. Not enough money for your Hawaii trip?” I speak first out of habit. People say my job is to be a weapon. I say my job is a full time career in taking the piss out of the avengers. Anywho a fight breaks out and it’s me against the ant man “I don’t want to hurt you kid” he tries to plead “awe Katie look, you have competition here, he cares about me” I frown playfully, punching him square in the nose, I sweep his feet from under him and when he tries to get up again I slam his head to the floor, knocking him out.

Next I go for Spider-Man, i quickly analyse his power, he’s using web slingers “Oo fancy can I try?” I quickly pull the gear off of his wrist, throwing them to Tomas “here bro thwip thwip” he chuckles while attaching them to his person. The little big boy goes to swing his fist at me. i punch the dude in the ribs, he falls to the ground eyes shutting while I shake my hand in pain “ouch that really hurt” i state with a whimper.

Lastly I walk over to Clint, knowing my boys are going to take care of the rest of the team.

“You killed my mother” I say coldly as I punch the man in the face “say her name” I cry out as his back hits the bonnet of a red car, he lets his body slide down the car until he is sat in front of it. “Maya is going to kill Clint” The Falcon shouts out to the standing avengers obviously not knowing I am indeed not Maya.

I stand up and turn around to correct him but before I can say anything I hear the release of an arrow, seconds later the said arrow pierces through my skin, I look down at the arrows placement.

Right through my chest, awkwardly situated on the left side of my body on from what I can gather is my heart.

Pain shoots through my body, forcing me to fall to my knees.

“Shit” is all Clint says behind me.

My former team the avengers and my loyal team, the tracksuit mafia all stop fighting.

Since the arrow left it’s place in Kate’s bow she didn’t stop looking at me.

Both teams ran over.

Kate got to me first. “No fuck, Y/N don’t you dare leave me like this”

“Hey, Bishop, I really like you. You know that?” I say through staggered breathes as I lift my hand up, grabbing the arrow and pulling it out of my body. “you’ve got good aim”

Darkness engulfs my vision and my body falls onto the cold concrete floor.

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- fuck me eyes -

OKAY HEAR ME OUT - i know yelena is ace / aro in the comics (and maybe the mcu but not confirmed) but this is my story so 🥲anyway if you are uncomfortable with me making yelena be in a relationship then do not read further <3 Y/n is Wanda Maximoff's younger sister and is training with Kate Bishop under Clint's supervision.

All characters are of legal age

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Y/N's pov :

because of my 'bad' behaviour on the field, Clint has made me stay back to fix some trick arrows instead of going out with him and Kate on some retrieval mission. Which I admit does suck. But jokes on them, I love making trick arrows.

i spin in my chair grabbing a 'very dangerous' arrow and laughing at the label Kate put on it before placing it in the bag of arrows I've already made.

The radio is blasting some grunge rock music, the sun isn't out because it's winter in New York. However, it's snowing which is amazing for me.

I nod my head to some AC/DC song, my hair is in a messy bun, I flip my safety goggles up to get a better view of the snow falling onto the ground outside.

"KATE BISHOP" a unfamiliar voice rings through the room, making me tense up, I spin around to the source of the raspy voice and see a woman, about my age, blonde hair and a cute outfit on.

"she's not here" i state in a monotone voice, just as I had been trained, when in doubt stay calm until Kate panics.

the woman's eyes widen and she looks at me with a light blush, probably from the cold New York weather. "she will be back in like ten minutes, give or take, if you go to the living room and wait there, her number is on the table if it's urgent" i smile politely, the woman nods and quickly exits the room.

YELENA’S POV :

Kate Bishop and Clint Barton have been on my ass all Christmas, my mission was simple. Get revenge on him who murdered my sister, anyone who dares to try stop me, will be killed. I've recently found the location of where Clint Barton is staying while having his holiday in New York. That means today is the day Mr Barton dies. I walk into the apartment, the door is not locked however the house is empty. Is what I think until I hear a familiar song. Some old song from my youth, it's loud and sounds like metal. What a song to die to. I smirk as I turn the corner to see the back of someone's head. Black curly hair faces away from me. Well that's not the figure I was expecting. Maybe it's the protégé.

"KATE BISHOP" i shout making my presence known to the small figure.

The raven haired person spins around in their chair just to reveal, to my dismay they are not Kate Bishop.

"she's not here" the woman states with a shrug. the girl is beautiful and the voice matches the face. "she will be back in like ten minutes, give or take, if you go to the living room and wait there, her number is on the table if it's urgent" follows the previous comment, the girl smiles mockingly toward me.

All I can do is nod, and when I tell you I've never picked my phone up so quickly I mean it. Once I'm in the living room I pull my phone out, putting the number into my contacts and deciding to send a quick message to the Bishop child.

I aggressively type "Bishop, who the fuck is that fine ass woman in your apartment? You know the one with the fuck me eyes? And the fuck me face? And the fuck me fingers? I'm going to need her full name, address and her relationship status."

I hit send and not even a minute later a message comes through from the Bishop child. "Hey, I'm guessing your Yelena, yeah please refrain from talking about my best friend like that"

and with a devious smirk I stumble to push my phone back into my Jean pocket and walk out of that apartment in hopes of seeing the girl with the fuck me eyes once more.

THE HOODIE

Female Y/N, and the avengers are on a road trip, separate cars. In your car you have Kate driving, yelena passenger (pretend they are dating...I know Yelena is ace and I love her for that but pls pretend) and you are sat in between Wanda and Nat.

TW - mentions of anxiety and self harm later in the story I will put a warning don't worry, if you are going through this I'm here if you need to talk.

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Music blaring, windows open and nothing but road ahead...

Finally a break from the 'superhero' life, just what everyone needed.

"Okay so here's the deal we are gonna take separate cars" Steve said getting everyone's attention, not even a second after he made his speech my arm is yanked and with it my body, looking up at the source I see my best friend Kate grinning from ear to ear like a toddler. This cannot be a good idea, she shoves me into someone, looking up at them to apologise I see Wanda smiling at me "i- uh s-sorry" I stutter for an apology while trying to hide my embarrassment "don't worry about it" she says softly making my heart skip a beat, she must've noticed this as she looks away from me hiding a smile. Wtf was that? Pulling my thoughts aside and ignoring whoever's speaking to me I look to see who else is in our car. Yelena, obviously her and Kate are the most chaotic yet adorable couple in the tower. And lastly...Natasha. She's scarily hot and intimidating, and let me tell you that's my type.

"Cmon Y/N get in, im not getting in the middle seat" Nat snaps me out of my trance, I look around and through my mind wandering we have walked to the car and everyone except me and Nat have gotten in. I apologise and get into the middle seat, my hand brushes against Wanda's for a brief second.

Next thing I know we are on the road.

I glance at Nat, she has her arm out the window, she looks so badass.

Then I glance at Wanda who is reading a book, one leg up to her chest, book resting on her knee, she's infatuating, even when doing a simple thing such as reading.

Kate and Yelena are singing their hearts out, the way Yelena looks at Kate as she drives is so amazing, she really adores the girl.

Everyone seems so happy, I look down at my hands, not that you can see them. My hoodie pulled down to my knuckles to hide the bruises and cuts. Everyone else is wearing tank tops and shorts, here I am black skinny jeans and a oversized hoodie. I feel so stupid. Not as stupid as I would feel if everyone knew about the state of my arms and legs.

I realise my leg is bouncing.

Up

And down

Up

And down

I watch as my leg bounces quickly. I try my best to stop it as I feel like people would ask questions. I squeeze my eyes shut pleading with my brain to stop the anxiety 'stop shaking stop shaking please man' I beg in my head, of course It doesn't work. Apparently my brain hates me and doesn't hear me.

But something else did...or someone

I feel a hand slowly place itself onto my thigh. I look up and at it's owner. Wanda. She looks at me concerned before leaning over and whispering "your thoughts are loud wanna talk about it?" I sit there with my mouth agape, breathing heavy and hands shaking. Nat must've caught on because her hand firmly grips onto my hands, stopping them from shaking. I snap my head toward Nat giving her a look of confusion.

As Yelena and Kate are too interested in the music and each other's company. Nat and Wanda take the opportunity to comfort me.

Having the two people I've been crushing on for years next to me knowing that I am struggling makes me panic more, my heart beats faster and my body shakes more.

"So you like the beach?" Nat questions randomly..probably to take my mind off things. I nod slowly "uh y-yeah like surfing is cool" wtf was that Y/N what a idiotic comeback. Nat chuckles a bit at my response as I put my head down.

A small cold hand lifts my head up, Wanda makes me look at her as she smiles softly "let us help you, okay?" She nods waiting for a response, in return I slowly nod.

"hey Lena can we make a stop? it's getting too claustrophobic in here" Nat interrupts the girls singing session, yelena turns around and looks at me realising somethings up "sure, uh Kate there should be a gas station a mile or so down that way" yelena points to the right side of the road as Kate looks at her weirdly because of the use of her name instead of a nickname.

Kate radios to the team that we need to go for a bathroom break as we turn into the gas station. All the other cars follow.

Minutes later most of the avengers are either inside the gas station getting snacks and filling up their tanks. Nat is outside talking to Clint leaving me and Wanda alone in the car.

"You coming?" Wanda says now outside the car leaning into the car holding her hand out for me, I take it and get out, cool air hits my face and i sigh.

((TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ ))

— DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED —

"Hey y/n take your hoodie off you look like your gonna pass out" Banner states like I don't already know that. "Back off" I say back as I walk into the gas station with Wanda following me. "he was just trying to help, plus you do look like your overheating" Wanda grabs my arm spinning me around as pain shoots up my body starting from my wrist, i try my best to keep a straight face but she sees straight through me "bathroom now." she points to the restroom door, I walk into the cold room and she shuts the door behind us "can i get the girls?" She looks down at me while I nod tears threatening to fall down my face as she turns to leave "stay here..please" she then walks out of the room closing the door.

I walk backwards till my back hits the cold wall, I slide down the wall covering my face with my hands and silently screaming into my hands. Kate already knows because she walked in on me once and Yelena guessed it somehow but Nats non the wiser because she's never really paid attention to me.

Minutes later the door swings open and a pair of warm arms wrap around me, they are Kate's because she does this every time this happens. (wish my friends would lol..anyway) Wanda kneels down to be facing me, Nat is stood in the corner of the bathroom frozen in place staring at me, Yelena starts to panic "uh I'll get a first aid kit" she then drags Nat out of the room with her quickly. Tears stream down my face as Kate moves to sit cross legged next to me and Wanda does the same sitting in front of me now. "w-uh when did you uh" Kate does hand signals toward my arms while she tries to form words with the added intimidation of Wanda being there. "4am" is all I can make out with my head down.

Yelena and Nat rush back in with first aid kits and vodka "we sent the boys to get McDonald's, that's a good 10 miles away so we have time" Nat says with a calm and collected look. Yelena walks over dropping the first aid kit on the floor and pulling me into her arms alike to what Kate done recently "can we see?" She asks softly as she grabs my hand awaiting my response.

All I can do is not even though every cell in my body is telling me to say no and run away from this I nod.

Kate grabs my other hand squeezing it as Yelena gently pulls up the sleeves on my hoodie and traces her fingers over the angry red lines that litter my arm. She sighs while looking over them. Wanda grabs the first aid kit from the floor and grabs the vodka from Natasha's hand. She opens the vodka and holds it to my mouth "drink" she orders, I do as she says, i down some of it as it stings my throat a bit "okay keep still this is gonna hurt like a bitch" Kate chirps in as she grabs the vodka and pours a little bit on my cuts, I squirm about as Yelena and Wanda try to hold me in place. I bite down on my bruised lip hard as every nerve in my body is screaming.

i zone out after that going in and out of focus on what the others are doing, the next thing I focus on is my arms bandaged up and my hoodie on the floor leaving me in an old tank top Valkyrie gave me from Asgard before it was destroyed. Yelena smirks at this and hands me a deep blue flannel instead of my hoodie. I take it and put it on hiding my arms once more. Wanda helps me up and we walk out of the gas station, throwing everything in the trunk of the car just as the boys arrive, just as they stop Tony says "hey kid nice to see you in something other than a hoodie" he nods knowingly with a smile.