Natasha Romanoff x Reader one-shots [COMPLETE]

MORE RED IN MY LEDGER [A] [TW]

(WARNING: SA, murder, v*mit)

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You were currently at a party and your girlfriend Natasha was hanging out with the Avengers. You weren't apart of them especially since you both started dating a few weeks ago. You were also an extremely shy person, only being comfortable with Nat.

"Does Y/N hate us?" Steve asks after he took a shot, knowing it can't affect him.

Natasha glanced at you, you hanging out with a couple of people you met and turned back to Steve.

"Nah," she chuckled, "She's really shy and doesn't know how to talk to you guys."

"Oh, so that's why every time she sees us she turns the other way," Tony interjected.

Natasha nodded, "I'm sure she'll get comfortable soon. It was the same way when we started dating."

Rhodey shrugged, "She seems like a cool person."

Natasha sighed dreamily and stared at you as you laughed and drank, "She is, isn't she?"

You were currently drunk and Natasha said she was going to the bathroom. As you sat there waiting, a man came up to you and pulled you into a bedroom.

You were too drunk to even react as he pushed you on the bed and took off all your clothes. As he started to touch you, that's when you realized what was happening.

"Stop," you say as you try to get up, but he only pins you down.

"Don't move," he ordered.

You rolled your eyes, "Get out of my way."

He scoffed, "You know what? You've been a bad girl."

Your eyes widened with pure terror as he flipped you around and put his hand on your head, forcing it into the bed. He slammed into you and your whole body shook and you tried to scream over the loud music, hating the feeling of his unwanted member in you.

You didn't want this. How could anyone want this?

"Shut up, bitch," he degraded you, repeatedly slamming into you as he pulled you head up and placed his hand over your mouth.

Currently there were tears escaping your eyes at an alarming rate. He kept slamming into you and you cried and screamed, but his free hand just gripped your wrists. You knew there would be bruises there the next day.

After a little, even through the begging and pleaded of him to stop, he came inside of you and smiled evilly. You were limp on the bed, the force of his body on yours paralyzing you.

Suddenly the door was kicked open, revealing your girlfriend and the Avengers, their weapons all out, pointing to the man.

His hands shot up and then Natasha spotted you and ran over to you. Your tears were stained on your face as your eyes were shutting. Before you passed out you whispered one last thing.

"Help me," and then everything went black.

Natasha cried and wiped your tears. She grabbed your clothes and carefully put them on you. As the Avengers realized what happened, they looked away from your naked body and back at him, their faces filled with rage.

"What did you do?!" Tony demanded, aiming his repulser at the man.

"N-Nothing! I S-Swear! She c-came onto m-me!" He answered frantically, stuttering almost every word.

Natasha came up to the evil man and pulled out her gun and aimed it at his head. Her face was filled with tears as she looked intimidating as hell from how much anger she was experiencing.

"I'm about to have a whole lot more red in my ledger," she said before she shot him, killing him.

The Avengers didn't flinch and although Steve didn't stand for any kind of murder, he smirked.

"Clint, Nat, you know how to get rid of him?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, we do," Clint nodded.

Everyone else came to you, your passed out body breathing heavily. They sighed sadly and Natasha picked you up.

"I can do it, Lady Natasha," Thor suggested.

"Are you sure?" She asked him, "Because I can do it myself-,"

"Do not worry," he interrupted her and picked you up, "I'll make sure nothing happens to her. Plus, the Earth's mightiest heroes will be with her."

Natasha sighed, "Okay, just tell her that I'm going to come and that I'm doing something for her, okay?"

Thor nodded.

"Let's go," he said as he walked out.

AEveryone else walked out, looking bad ass as they did. Such Posers.

You were currently in the car and your eyes fluttered open. Subconsciously, you moved back quickly, remembering the past events.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Wanda held you, "It's okay, Y/N. We helped you."

"W-Where's Tasha?" You stammered, tears welling up in your eyes.

"Natasha's doing something with Clint for you, don't worry," Steve said.

You rubbed your face, your hands gliding over it, "She killed him, didn't she?"

Everyone pursed their lips, "Yeah, she did. But for the record, we would've done the same. So don't be mad-"

"I'm not mad," you interrupted, "I could care less..." you looked at Steve, "... but even you didn't say anything about her killing him?"

Steve shrugged.

"Yeah well, he deserved it," he answered.

You nodded your head and shifted uncomfortably because of the past events. As you moved, you winced, causing everyone's head to shoot up in alert.

Suddenly, Natasha and Clint came in the car and Nat sat next to you.

You hugged her and she hugged back, "I know this is stupid, but you okay?"

"Uh.." your voice quivered, "It hurts."

"What does?" She asked confusingly.

"You know...." you looked down at your wrists and then touched it, pain surging through your body as you cried out, "And that!"

Natasha pulled you closer.

"It's all going to be okay.." she tried to comfort you, but that just made you sob.

You pulled back.

"Why did he have to do that?" Your body started shaking and you felt your body shake and your stomach turn.

You got up, and everyone looked at you.

"I'll be right back!" You shouted and ran out the car, leaving everyone confused.

They abruptly stood up and followed you, not wanting anyone to do anything to you again. You ran to the bathroom and threw up, disgusted by the amount of alcohol you consumed and the disgust of what the man did to you.

Natasha ran to you and pulled your hair out the way and rubbed your back while you threw up.

You threw up a lot and your energy was completely drained and you leaned on the toilet seat.

You groaned loudly.

"I'm gonna pass out now. Bye, bye," you said and after your head slid off, Natasha caught your head and you passed out.

She looked at you as you were completely out and wiped your face before caressing your cheeks and pecking it.

"I'm so glad you're okay," her thumb rubbed circles on your cheek.

She looked at everyone who was looking down.

"C'mon," she stood up after picking you up, "Let's go back."