After the snap, your boyfriend, Steve, can’t live with his own failure. Natasha comforts you the best way she knows how.
Warnings: SMUT F/F fingering, oral
Word Count:1.7k
Steve was broken. A ghost of his former self.
You would find him all the time now, staring off into the distance, his sea-blue eyes glazed over. In those moments, you’d grab his hands in yours, whisper in his ear.
It’s not your fault. He was too powerful, too strong. There was nothing we could do.
But it didn’t matter how gentle your voice was, how soft the kisses you pressed against his cheek were, how tight you wrapped him in your arms. He never listened.
Grief and guilt are savage beasts. They will twist your mind with their claws and crush your heart in their fists. But, you can outrun them, if you want to. The rest of the team did, they managed to find a way to still live, to find something worth fighting for, even with the beasts at their heels.
Steve didn’t. He let the beasts catch him, and you weren’t strong enough to fight them off for him.
The Steve you knew and loved, the golden-haired, brave, Captain America, was gone. Dead.
And you didn’t know what to do.
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You are dreaming.
You and him. Him and you.
Down by the lake, where you used to go all the time.
The water is glistening, the surface so clear you could peer over the edge and feel like you’re falling into space; a pool full of stars. The air is calm, quiet.
Steve’s fingers are entwined with yours. You lean in, brush his ear with your lips, whisper something. He laughs, long and loud and happy. Your cheeks hurt from grinning.
You let your eyes linger on his face, etch the details of his features into your brain. His full lashes, his rosy cheeks, his pink lips. The way he looks at you as if you are his entire world. The way he used to look at you all the time.
Suddenly, he’s kissing you, pinning you to the ground. You feel the grass tickle your arms, the heat radiating from his skin. You feel his lips, on your mouth and your jaw and your neck.
God, you missed this. You missed him.
You want more, you need more, you fall into his touch, further and further and…
“Y/N.” Someone shakes your arm. “Wake up.”
You open your eyes. Natasha is sitting on your bed, watching you. Her hair is down, she’s wearing a black tank top, sweatpants that sit just on her hips.
“Nat,” you whisper, sitting up, “what are you doing here?”
“I just-” she begins, but she stops, looks to the ground shyly.
You’d never seen the super spy so nervous. “It’s okay… you can tell me.” You encourage.
“I just wanted to check up on you.” The red-head confesses, her eyes meeting yours.
Your eyebrows knit together in confusion. “Why?”
“I know how hard everything has been, with Steve.” Nat mutters. “I see you, Y/N. I see you bring him meals that he doesn’t eat, I see you knock on the door and get no answer. I can’t imagine how hard it is for you.”
Tears burn at your eyes, threaten to spill over. “Thank you, Nat,” you mutter, “but I’m fine.”
“Don’t lie to me, Y/N.” She wraps her fingers around your arm, gently. “You’re not fine. I mean… you don’t even sleep in the same room as him anymore.”
The truth hits you like a knife to the chest. “He just… needs time.” You stutter.
“No.” Natasha says, lifting your chin with her fingers. “Don’t make excuses for him. Don’t lie. You don’t have to, not with me.”
Her hand is warm underneath your chin. It reminds you of him, his skin and his hot touch. It’s enough to make you fall over the edge. You let yourself cry, big, heavy sobs that rob your lungs of breath. Nat holds you, wraps your body in her arms, lets you dampen her shirt with your tears.
“I just feel so… alone.” You choke into her shoulder.
“I know.” She comforts, caressing your hair. “It’s okay. I’m here.”
She trails your fingers gently through your locks, massages your scalp. You close your eyes.
“Maybe,” she whispers, her voice feather-soft, “I can help you not feel so alone.”
You tilt your head in confusion. “What do you mean?”
Her fingers fall to your thigh, drift up and down. “I mean,” she purrs, “we can have a little fun…if you want?”
Your breath catches in your throat. A thousand thoughts race through your mind at once.
You’re still with Steve. It’s wrong, so wrong. She’s your friend. He still loves you, he does. You can’t do this to him, you can’t betray him…
“Come on,” Nat’s breath tickles your ear, “I can make you feel good, Y/N. I know that’s what you want.”
Your mind floods with wanting. You haven’t been touched in so long. Too long.
You love Steve, with every fibre of your body. You do. But the weight of this love has been sitting on your shoulders for so long. It was crushing you. You were exhausted. Was it wrong to want a break from that? Even for just one night?
You took a deep breath.
“S-Steve can’t know.” You stutter out. “Nobody can.”
“They won’t.” Nat assures, her fingers caressing your cheek. “This stays our little secret.”
You look at your best friend, into her midnight blue eyes. Realisation washes over you. You want her, her touch and her lips, all over your body. You want her everywhere.
You nod your permission.
That’s all she needs.
She brushes your hair behind your ear, exposing your neck. You moan in pleasure as her lips kiss the soft flesh there.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?” She teases, leading your head down to the pillow. “Do you know how many nights I’ve dreamt about you, my pretty best friend, naked underneath me?”
Your stomach turns with arousal at her words.
Her fingers grab at the bottom of your shirt, lift it over your head. You’re not wearing a bra. “I’m going to treat you good, baby. Better than Steve ever could.” She purrs.
Your nipples are hard, exposed to the cold air. She puts one into her mouth, swirls it with her tongue, kneads your other breast in her hand. You moan in ecstasy.
She grins triumphantly. “You like when I play with your pretty tits, don’t you?”
“Yes… holy fuck.” You whimper, your cheeks blushing at how desperate you already were.
Nat chuckles and returns to suck at your neck. Slowly, her hands drift down to your thighs. She grabs the waistband of your shorts, pulls them down your legs. You are in nothing but your underwear.
“Look at you,” the woman murmurs, trailing kisses up your legs, “laid out here for me… so perfect.”
She stops before her mouth reaches your heat. A solitary finger traces your slit through the piece of cloth, eliciting a moan from you.
Ever so slowly, she pulls your panties down your legs, throws them in the corner of the room.
She spreads your legs wide. You’re glistening with arousal.
“Holy shit,” she breathes, “you’re so wet for me, baby.”
She slides one finger into you first, then two, making you gasp. She curls her digits delicately, searching for your special spot. A moan leaves your lips when she finds it.
“Natasha-” you breathe out.
She doesn’t answer. She is on a mission, her fingers deep within your pussy, repeatedly curling up and down. A knot begins to build in your stomach.
Already? You think in disbelief.
“Fuck Nat, I’m going to come.” You whine, your eyes closing.
“Come for me, Y/N. It’s okay.” The red-head purrs, her fingers continuing their assault.
A wave of intense pleasure washes over you. Warmth radiates throughout your body. Your thighs shake around Nat’s fingers.
Delicately, the spy removes her digits from your pussy. They are soaked with arousal.
“Be a good girl,” she demands, climbing towards your face, “open up.”
You wrap your mouth around her fingers, lick them clean. Your cum tastes sweet. Saccharine.
Then, Natasha’s plump lips are on yours, her tongue in your mouth. Tasting you.
Your clit throbs. You begin to close your legs.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Nat says, wedging a hand in-between your smooth thighs. “We’re not done.”
Before you can blink, your legs are strung over her shoulders. She breathes on your already sensitive clit. Goosebumps rise all over your flesh.
Her tongue licks along your slit before her lips attach to your clit. She flicks the sensitive bud in her mouth, sending vibrations straight up to your core.
You bury your fingers in her hair as your lips part open in pleasure.
Her tongue is magic, your whole body twists and turns to her rhythm. As you lose yourself in bliss, you forget all the immense tension you have been holding for the last year, the grief and the guilt, the unbearable sadness that has clouded your mind…
Nat’s mouth is everywhere you want it. Desperately, you twirl your nipples in between your fingers, knead your breasts. Your toes begin to curl.
She holds your hips down as she licks another orgasm out of you.
You erupt in ecstasy. Intense warmth and pure, perfect pleasure are all you feel. You are free, flying amongst the stars. You are awash in sensation, vibrating from your core to the tips of your toes and the top of your head.
Natasha drinks from your heat, lapping at your arousal, her fingers still clenched around your thighs.
You lie back on the bed, breathing heavily, sweat beading your flesh.
“That was amazing.” You choke out, breathless.
Nat appears at your side, wraps an arm around your shoulder.
“Did you expect anything less?” She teases. You smile up at the ceiling.
Moonlight sneaks in from between the curtains, illuminating your best-friend’s irises.
“Thank you.” You whisper into the silence. “I needed that.”
It takes a minute before your reply arrives. “It was the least I could do, Y/N.”
That night, you both fall asleep in each other’s arms.
Tomorrow, you will struggle with guilt and the consequences of what you had just done.
But right now, while the sun was still down and your best friend breathed softly beside you, you could pretend the rest of the world didn’t exist.
throughout the movie, yelena was always ready to fight so she kept her hair tied up. but when she was visiting nat’s grave she let it down because she also let her guard down.
Pairing: Avengers x BlackFem!Reader. Justice League x BlackFem!Reader but more specifically Clark Kent x BlackFem!Reader.
Warning: Arguing, mention of miscarriage, angst.
Summary: After not being in contact for so long, someone decides to make a visit.
A/N: The title has nothing to do with the one short. Oops. Anyway I hope you guys enjoy! below is Y/N’s outfit for the first half.
A long day after helping the team on their mission, Y/N wanted some pizza. It was around 10 p.m. when she decided to leave the tower. Tony was asleep in the chair, Steve was asleep on the couch. Natasha and Bucky were on the floor watching a movie. Thor was rummaging through the refrigerator, he was watching the movie as well but stopped to get some snacks.
Loki was in the library reading a book. Peter was on patrol so that’s why she felt safe with being out so late. “Loki I’m leaving to get some pizza okay?” He closed his book, preparing to stand up.
“Alright, I’m going with you.”
Y/N placed a hand on his chest so he could stay sitting. “ I want to go by myself Loki. I’m going to be perfectly fine, Peter’s patrolling right now.”
Loki sigh trying to push down his overprotective feeling. “Alright, just be careful. I don’t want anything to happen to you.” Y/N hummed kissing his forehead, she then walked to the living. Everyone in their same position except Thor was now back on the floor.
Y/N kissed each of their foreheads, “I’m going to go get some pizza. Anyone wants anything?”
Natasha shook her head,“ No, be careful though. I really want to pause this good movie to save your ass.” Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, grabbing her purse from the hook.
“Bring me back some pizza? I’m rather hungry.” Thor said with his eyes glued to the tv.
“You’re always hungry Thor. Bring me some too. Better yet, why don’t I just come.” Y/N heard shuffling from behind her. She wanted to take a peaceful by herself to get pizza, is that too hard to ask? “No Bucky, I want to go by myself. I can handle it.”
She turns around to see him looking at her hesitantly. “You sure Y/N? I don’t mind coming-”
“I got it, really. Go enjoy the movie Bucky. I’ll be right back.” Y/N cut him off, walking out of the door. Bucky stood there dumbfounded, “Is she acting weird or it’s just me?” He pointed to the door, looking at Natasha and Thor.
“She seems alright with me.” Natasha shrugged and Thor didn’t reply.
Y/N took a deep breath hearing the new york life sparkle in her ears. Taxis coming and going. The roar of the subway beneath Y/N’s feet. Everyone talking but still being able to hear your own conversation.
Lights flashing brightly, babies crying, the homeless constantly asking for money. The smell of 1,000 vendors, many selling gyros. Broadway fans going insane when their favorite cast member walks out of the stage door. People of every race, color, and religion.
“Finally,” Y/N mumbled after a good minute of walking, she arrived at the pizza store on the corner. She ordered and stood in line for 15 minutes then left with 5 boxes of pizza. Stopping at the park, Y/N sat on a bench eating pizza enjoying the night air.
Y/N was happy with life but sometimes a person just wants to be alone. A little part of her misses the old lifestyle she had. Bruce, Barry, Diane, Victor, and Arthur. She missed them so much, especially Clark but he was the last person she wanted to see.
They were old lovers, at one time there wasn’t a thing Clark wouldn’t do for Y/N. Time skip, Y/N found out she was pregnant but due to stress from Clark, she miscarried. No one knew because of the genuine smile she held on her face. He was probably so caught up with Lois to not notice that she’d been gone for a year now.
She loved Clark, Y/N was his best friend. Lois came into the picture and he dropped everything just for her. Heartbroken, Y/N came to new york searching for happiness. She found it in the avengers who she now calls family.
Today was the anniversary of her baby and she just wanted to be alone. She was alone when it happened so she rather be alone now. Y/N stared off into space not even hearing someone land beside her. You read right, land.
“Y/N?”
The deep voice took her out of her gaze. Y/N turned to see Clark in his superman attire. Shocked, she could barely get anything out. “…Clark??”
Clark’s face held worry,“ Y/N…” Y/N furrow her eyebrow confused cutting him off.
“What are you doing here Clark?”
“I can’t come to see you now? Y/N I haven’t seen you in months.”
“Clark I don’t wanna talk about that right now. I want to know how did you know I was here??” Y/N stood up, placing her unfinished pizza in the box. She couldn’t even enjoy alone time without being bothered.
“Bruce’s been track you this whole time Y/N. Come home, we miss you. I miss you.” He reached out for her hands. Surprisingly Y/N let him grab her hands. She shook her head.
“Clark I can’t just leave. I have a life and family here. You have Lois now, that’s who you need. Not me.”
Clark looked down,“ She left me Y/N. Lois said me being superman was too much."Y/N sigh knowing how to hurt he was. Yes, she was mad at him but sometimes not everything needs a reaction. Keeping it calm, she gave him a hug.
"I’m so sorry Clark, I should’ve been there for you.”
Clark held her close smelling her wonderful smell of lavender. “It’s okay Y/N. I know this life is treating you well.”
Y/N could feel that it was getting late. “Clark I have to go, but I do have to ask you something.” He pulled back glazing into her brown eyes.
“What is it Y/N?”
“Tomorrow evening bring the team to the tower. I want everyone to meet each other. I’ll cook! It’ll be so much fun.”
Clark looked at her with hesitation, “I don’t know Y/N..”
Y/N gave him the puppy dog eyes, “Please Clark? You get to see me in a nice outfit.” He smiled giving in.
“Oh alright.”
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“A little bit of this,” Y/N murmured pouring grated cheese on top of the macaroni. She placed it in the oven, closing the door with her butt. Dinner consisted of steak with tarragon mushrooms with a side of macaroni. Y/N had been in the kitchen all day while the team did their overview with Fury for missions they have done.
“Smells amazing in here Y/N! What you make?” Steve’s voice came from behind while she grabbed plates out of the cabinet. “Food Steve. You’ll see when it’s dinner time and if you don’t mind, can you help me set the table?”
Steve nodded his head with a smile, “Sure I don’t mind Y/N.” The two joked around while they set the table. Clark and everyone were to be here in about 20 minutes. When she got home from the park last night, Y/N told the avengers about this evening dinner, and boy it was some weird faces.
She didn’t know who was harder to convince, Tony or Steve. Maybe because they had been on the team longer. Once finished Y/N ushered Steve to go get dressed. She was so caught up with finishing the meal, that she didn’t check the time. “Fuck!”
It was 10 minutes until Clark and the rest got there. She was nowhere near ready. “Y/N why aren’t you ready?” Tony asked in disbelief when he walked into the kitchen. Y/N pulled at her hair.
“I know, I know! I was too caught up in finishing the steaks. Can you watch the food so it won’t burn? please?”
Tony sigh,“If that makes you get dressed faster then I’ll watch it.” He opened the lid, the food smelled amazing. “Yeah hurry up, this smells good. I’m ready to eat.”
“Thank you!” She kissed his cheek, rushing past so can get dressed.
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“Y/N they’re here!” Steve called up the stairs. Y/N hopped around on one foot trying to put on the other boot. When it finally slid on her foot, she stood in front of a mirror taking a deep breath. She wanted all her favorite people to come together and be her support. To make her forget about the pain she went through a year ago yesterday.
Y/N walked downstairs with all eyes on her. Clark’s mouth was agape from how good she looked. “Arthur! Diana! I’ve missed you guys!” Y/N hugged her with passion.
“Me too. You look beautiful.” Diana hugged her back. Y/N moved towards Arthur giving him a hug. “Thank you.”
“Yeah you look too good, don’t make me have to beat anyone up from looking too hard.” Thor snorted which made Arthur glance at him for a second. Y/N moved to Bruce.
“I hope you’re doing good Bruce other than Barry getting on your nerves.”
“Hey!” Barry said in defense.
“I’m good, just missed having you around."Bruce expressed which kinda shocked Y/N because he wasn’t so open. She then gave Victor and Barry a hug. "I’ve missed you, two knuckleheads, together.”
“We’ve missed you too.” Victor smiled.
“What are we eating, it smells so good in here,” Barry said excitedly. Y/N laughing gesturing towards the dining table. “We’re about to find out, let’s eat!”
Everyone cheered a bit sitting at the table, you know they didn’t mingle but sat on the opposite side. Y/N walked over to the stove trying to bring the food to the table but Natasha stopped her.
“I got it Y/N, go sit down. You’ve been on your feet all day, I can bring the food to the table.” Natasha grabbed the glass casserole dish out of her hand. She wasn’t lying about her feet hurting but Y/N wasn’t going to admit it.
Y/N sigh, “Fine, I’m bringing the champagne to the table though.” She hurriedly grabbed two bottles of champagne before Natasha could protest. She definitely needed a sip before dealing with two rival heroes.
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There were conversations here and there but most of Y/N. She had all her favorite people in one room. Dinner was running smoothly until…
“So Y/N, Clark told us that you were coming back to stay permanently. I’m excited to have you back.” Barry used his knife to cut the steak. Y/N didn’t know who to look at crazy him or Clark. She could feel the hard glaze from Bucky.
“What’s speedy boy talking about Y/N?” Tony asked tilting his head. Steve sat down his knife.
“Yes please do explain.”
“I uh haven’t said anything like that. I had planned on visiting, it wasn’t official.” Y/N scratched her arm out of nervousness from all eyes on her.
“I knew I wasn’t going insane. Y/N wasn’t going to go back permanently, she’s not that crazy.” Thor chuckled drinking his champagne.
Victor glanced at him sideways.“What’s that supposed to mean? Y/N wouldn’t be crazy if she came back permanently. That’s honestly the perfect decision if she does.”
“Guys..” Y/N trailed off but was ignored by everyone. “Y/N is right where she belongs. Do I need to say more?” Loki wiped his mouth with a napkin.
“If she wants to come back permanently then she can. Y/N’s only been with you guys for what ? a year? She’s been with us forever so you know who she’s going to choose.” Arthur leaned back in the seat.
“Sure fish boy.” Tony let his smart mouth get the best of him. Y/N took a sip of her champagne to calm her nerves.
“Guys…”
She was ignored again. “Y/N is coming with us and that’s final. That’s the only reason why I came to this wretched place was for her.” Clark crossed his arm and Bucky narrowed his eyes at him.
“She’s not going anywhere with you. I stand on that.”
“Barnes right, you think I was going to let her leave with you after what you did? That’s really funny.” Natasha chugged the rest of her champagne down. Y/N winced at what she said.
“Guys please.”
“Does that matter? Y/N is coming whether you like it or not.” Bruce said setting his fork down. Diana nodded in agreement.
“I don’t have to anything. Just know I’m not going down without a fight?”
“You people are so petty and tiny.” Thor laughed using his fingers to indicate how small they were.
“If Y/N doesn’t want to leave she isn’t going to leave. it’s her decision.” Steve sat forward in his seat. They were getting louder by the minute.
“She isn’t going, you weaklings,” Loki growled sitting forward in his seat as well, not taking eyes off Arthur. Both Clark and Bucky held an intense stare.
“We should go few rounds.” Tony stood up and so did Bruce.
“Let’s do it then Stark.”
Y/N chugged down the rest of the champagne. “Stop.” The argument between them grew louder. “Stop!” Y/N stood up placing her hands on the table, no one noticed.
She slammed her hands against the table. “STOP! JUST STOP IT!” Everyone stared at her in shock.
“ENOUGH WITH THIS! I brought you altogether because I wanted support. I needed support."Y/N gritted through her teeth, tears welling in her eyes. "The one time I step out, you all can’t even put your petty egos aside. I don’t care who I’m staying with and I don’t fucking know why it’s an argument. I just wanted it to be a normal night.”
Y/N lips trembled as she cried, “I can’t hold on to this no longer. I was pregnant before I left Clark. I lost the baby. I lost it the day I went to find out the gender.” Clark squeezed his eyes closed, his heart broke hearing the news. “And I hate myself so much for even letting myself stress so much that I lost it. When it happened I was alone. I didn’t have you, Bruce, or Diana. I didn’t have no one. I came to New York heartbroken.”
She looked at the Avengers, they held a sad face. Natasha’s cheeks were coated with tears.“You guys mended my broken heart. You made me feel welcome and I don’t know how I could ever repay you.” Y/N wiped her tears.
“But I can’t deal with this between all of you. I’m leaving so you can have your big ego contest.”
She slid the chair back, walking to the elevator. “Y/N!” Bucky called for her but she ignored him. “Shit!” Clark curses under his breath getting up from the chair. Tony shook his head at him.
“Leave her be Clark. She probably went up to the roof or to the park for fresh air.”
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Y/N sat in the chair at the airport. She was only going out of the country for a couple of days just to clear her mind. Bruce and Tony have been blowing up her phone none stop. She was tired and waiting on her flight to be called. “Ugh, I’m so tired.” She mumbled rubbing her temple. She got up going to the bathroom.
It was oddly quiet until she heard panicked screams. “What?” She murmured looking over her shoulder. Parademons were everywhere. Y/N scrambled to grab her phone trying to be quiet. She slid down the wall, covering her mouth trying to contain her breathing so she wouldn’t be heard. The vibration from her phone caught one of their attention and she didn’t know.
Still scrambling, Y/N declined the call somehow. She knew she was fucked, tears raced down her melanin cheeks as she held her breath. The parademons appeared beside Y/N, one inspected making sure she was the right one. It snatched Y/N up and she screamed.
“CLARK!”
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The two teams were either sitting around or cleaning up. Clark stood in front of the wet dishes drying them off while Bucky cleaned them. He froze hearing Y/N scream in his ears. Diana noticed and instantly spoke up.
“What is Clark? What’s wrong?”
“Y/N’s been kidnapped.”
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Omg, I feel like this is so weird. I am going to make a part 2 I just gotta think about how it’s going to go. I have a busy weekend ahead so I won’t update until Monday.
Yk i had to make Y/N damsel in distress . Clark is her lover but Bucky does like her. This is kinda a part 2 of Vacation. I love Marvel and DC so why not put them together !
I hope you guys enjoyed this weird post even though the title has nothing to do with the plot of the story, I just couldn’t think of anything .
old avengers fics were all thor loves pop tarts, tony Literally Never Sleeps, bucky used to be a fisherman or worked at the docks and now lives with steve, coulson loves SuperNanny and idolized Jo, the only degree bruce uses is his M.D, the kitchen is never used for cooking purposes, and clint travels exclusively through the vents
and Natasha pretends not to be domesticated but secretly loves her new family’s antics (and takes part. in all of it.)… Fury showed up and personally gave them missions (also an excuse to check up on his kids)… movie night! movie night! movie night!… there was always misunderstandings, always someone getting hurt, and then there was healing and learning and the dumbest running jokes
on the one hand, if nat didn’t die, she definitely would’ve made sure wanda was ok before she went bat shit crazy, but on the other hand, i also believe she’d support women’s wrongs and help wanda burn it down
![Part 2 of my Mervengers series for Mermay: Natasha. [link to new blog]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/ae5d091903bcccba06e90422735fc622/tumblr_pqzo8yxNfP1x9ke36o1_1280.jpg "Part 2 of my Mervengers series for Mermay: Natasha. [link to new blog]")
