Sweetest Poison

Sweetest poison

Mob!Nat x gn!reader

a/n I have no clue what this is, but i hope you enjoy reading this <3

summary: You’re supposed to hate Natasha, then why do you want to kiss her?

warnings: kissing, knives, slight mentions of blood

The cool metal of your knife pressed into the soft skin of Natasha’s neck, but it never pushed further and bought blood to the surface. Your hand was trembling and you tried not to make it obvious, you couldn’t give her the upper hand.

But Natasha leaned against the wall with a smirk, not caring that death was seconds away from snatching the soul from her body. Because the infamous Natasha Romanoff was fearless, she would stare death straight into the eyes and threaten it if she could.

For years, you had imagined what it would be like to hold the fate of Natasha’s life in your hands. You had expected it to be satisfying, not disappointing. You were incapable of doing the one thing you had dreamed of. It was sadistic, yes, but she was Natasha, that’s what made it okay.

But Natasha, she wasn’t scared, she had purposefully put herself in this position. She knew you would never be able to do it, but she wanted to see it for herself. Wanted to see the look of dismay that fell across your face too when you realised it.

A menacing laugh sliced through the silence “You can’t do it, can you?”

“Y- yes i can”

“You hate to admit it, but you like me”

You scoffed “Why would i like you?”

In one swift movement she had you pinned against the wall with the knife you had been previously holding pressing into the pulse point of your neck. The upper hand you had previously gained had been stolen from your grasp. And now you lay vulnerable before Natasha. You were a helpless bunny in front of the lioness.

Her lips hovered near your ear as she spoke “Because you like this game of cat and mouse we play”

“I only indulge in this game because i have to”

“Don’t fool yourself sweetheart. Aren’t you tired of it. Constantly trying to catch me and failing”

“I don’t-

“Shhh, I’m talking. Why do you always try to get me? hm. I don’t think it’s because you hate me”

“It is because i hate you” you argued fruitlessly

Her hand caresses your cheek and the familiar heat that rushed up your body whenever she touched you was there again.

“Is this what hate feels like darling? Tell me, why does your heart rate always increase and why do your pupils dilate every time i touch you?”

You stayed silent as the sound of your heavy breathing filled the room.

Another cruel laugh cut through the silence “You’re not saying anything because you know i’m right”

“You’re not right” you breathed out

She cocked her head as she observed you “Then tell me, would you say no if i asked to kiss you?”

Saying the word would be easy, but would you mean it? Probably not. But you couldn’t let her know that, not in a million years.

“I would say no” you replied with as much confidence as you could muster.

Her face moved an inch closer to you before she snarled “Liar”

“Lies don’t flow off my tongue as smooth as silk unlike you Romanoff” you snarked

Again her face moved closer to yours and now her lips were almost brushing against yours, an atoms width lay between them “What about now? Would you still say no?”

You wanted to say no. But that was hard when she was so close to you and the expensive scent of her chanel perfume invaded your senses. Her lips were so close to yours that it had made your thoughts hazy, there was only one thing on your mind. To kiss Natasha Romanoff, the woman you were supposed to hate with every fibre of your being.

“No, i wouldn’t” you whispered the words. Partly because a small part of you didn’t want her to hear and partly because admitting it was scary, you couldn’t bring yourself to speak louder.

Her lips crashed onto yours. How could you hate someone when their lips tasted so sweet? Many called her the devil. No one told you kissing the devil would be the most blissful feeling your body would encounter. It was hard to believe she was a mafia boss when her hands caressed your sides so gently, like you would break at a single touch from her. You probably would, those hands had caused a lot of damage before.

She pulled away with a cocky grin etched on her lips, a sharp contrast to your breathless state.

“I’ll see you around detective. Maybe next time you can give me a kiss hello”

With that said, she started walking away without waiting for your response. Maybe she already knew what you were going to say next, she was always two steps ahead of you, something that frustrated you to no end before.

“Wait, Natasha” you called out

She halted her movements and turned around to look at you.

“What- What about a goodbye kiss?”

You felt a tiny bit pathetic, but after one kiss you were addicted, her lips were the sweetest poison.

She smirked “I thought you’d never ask”

tagging: @witlessficcer @winters-witch-bitch @evilcr0ne @thebijesus @suckerfornatstits happy reading <3

Maybe a Nat x f!Reader where Reader comes back from a mission all tired out. So she lays her head on Natasha’s stomach while the russian plays with her hair?

(I could use something to help me fall asleep so this is the way to go! Please and thank you!)😴

Exhausting Missions

Pairing: Natasha x f!Reader

You smiled tiredly as you stepped out of the shower and saw Natasha already waiting for you on the bed.

You had just had an exhausting mission and all you wanted to do was cuddle with Natasha for the rest of the day.

You picked up the black widow PJs that Natasha laid out on the bed for you and put them on, blushing slightly when you noticed Natasha watching you get dressed. These were her favourite PJs for obvious reasons.

Natasha pulled the covers back, silently telling you to get in the bed.

You smiled sleepily at Natasha and you flopped onto the bed, scooting your body up so you could lay your head on her stomach.

Natasha giggled at how tired you were, finding it very cute you just wanted to cuddle with her.

“You look cute in your PJs.” She complimented you, bringing her hand up to your head and playing with your hair.

You smiled and buried your face in her stomach, “Thank you.” You mumbled out.

Natasha hummed and silently kept playing with your hair, scratching your scalp occasionally.

You felt yourself falling asleep, “Night, Tash.” You softly said before letting sleep take over your body.

Natasha smiled and kissed you on the top of your head, “Night, baby.”

Natasha: Crushes are the worst.

Y/n: Yeah, whenever I’m near someone I have a crush on I start acting stupid.

Yelena: You always act stupid.

Y/n: Yeah don't think about that too much.

my heart is warm

Wanda x Autistic!reader - The plan

Wanda x female autistic reader that is a mutant that has animal empathy and can make animals attack if necessary? Maybe her and Wanda are dating and reader has just discovered she's a mutant? - Anon 💜

Hugging the puppy in your arms, you walked through the compund dripping wet from the rain.

You didn’t say anything as you ducked your head and walked past everything, you were trying to stay unnoticed. You knew Tony had a now animals policy unless it was for medical needs.

Quickly heading into your room, you walked straight into the bathroom and set the shivery puppy on the floor.

He was sad, cold and in pain, you could feel his emotions which made you upset, having all these extra emotions rushing through your brain was upsetting and tiring.

“It’s okay... we’ll get you warmed up.” You whispered.

Running a warm bath, you grabbed a couple of towels and changed into some shorts and a shirt.

When the bath was high enough you stopped the water and crouched down, holding your hands out.

“Come here buddy.” You said softly, “it’s okay.”

The little German Shepard looked at you and whined sadly before slowly slinking closer, tail between his legs, his body trembling.

Picking him up gently, you stepped into the bath and sat down, holding the puppy on your stomach.

You slowly covered him with warm water, and let the dirt and grime was away from his fur.

Humming under your breath, you watched as your newfound friend climbed down and started to walk down your legs and try to swim.

Laughing, you ruffled his fur.

“You’re so weird. I’ll call you buddy, fuck Tony.”

Buddy tilted his head at you then let out a bark which made you laugh even more.

Suddenly the door flew open and you screamed.

“I’m in the fucking bath!”

“You’re my girlfriend and you have clothes on!” Wanda yelled back.

You relaxed and sighed, watching Wanda as she closed the door behind her and stood there with her hands crossed against her chest.

“Why are you in the bath fully dressed?”

“I wanted to spice it up.”

“And the bark?”

“I sneezed.”

“And the dog?”

“You’re seeing things.”

Both of you stared at one another and she slowly walked closer, kneeling at the side of the bath she looked at buddy.

Buddy climbed back on to you and and looked at Wanda, tail wagging slightly in happiness which made you smile.

“His name is buddy, someone left him in a ditch. He was upset and cold and in pain.”

“You know Tony has rules about pets sweetheart.” Wanda sighed.

“Technically he’s not a pet, he’s just a wild animal I brought in.”

“That’s even worse.” Wanda chuckled.

You grinned at her and held out Buddy, letting her wrap him up in a towel.

“He is pretty cute.” She hummed.

“He’s adorable, play maybe he can help me understand how my powers work.”

Wanda nodded, she knew you had a good point but she knew there wasn’t supposed to be any animals in the tower.

So far no one had found out which was shocking, so maybe you could get away with it.

Wanda looked from the dog to your smiling face, wrapped in a towel you sat on the floor playing with the puppy and it made her smile softly.

Nodding to herself she decided that she was going help you hide the little dog, although when he grew up it would be harder to hide

*Playing twister*

Bucky: Right hand red.

Y/N: *Ends up on top of Natasha*

Natasha: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Bucky: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

(After Natasha and Y/N break up)

Natasha: What the hell are they doing here?

Yelena: Let me explain. I invited you both here because I-

Y/N: Are you trying to parent trap us? Are you the Lindsay Lohan?!

Yelena: I said let me explain! But that’s exactly right.