a collection of oneshots of your favorite characters as your favorite fairy tale characters from my tumblr, starryevermore.
[18+ MINORS DNI, THIS INCLUDES EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT]
pairing: princess charming!natasha romanoff x snow white!reader
summary: in which you are snow white and natasha romanoff is your princess charming.
word count: 1,756
warnings?: talks about carving heart out (both of a person and a pig), reader is poisoned via an apple, pet name (baby), not proofread
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ONCE UPON A TIME, there was a land far far away where a princess had a wicked stepmother. Your stepmother had long since despised you, believing you to be her competition in rising to the throne. Though it could never be proven, it was rumored that she had been the one to kill your father and had forged documents that would declare her the one to take the throne. She had made it clear through her honeyed words that she would soon get rid of you, too. And it seemed she was finally making good on her promise.
You knew the moment the guard joined you on your walk that it was time. This guard was new, and you could tell by the way she didn't bow when she saw you, in the way she insisted on showing you a path that led deep into the woods.
"How do you plan on killing me?" you asked, pausing in the middle of the path to catch your breath.
"Excuse me?" she asked.
"Every guard is trained to bow and greet me by my proper title, and you did neither. It could've been excused as newness, until you began to lead me off my usual trail." You looked over at her. "So, shall I die by a blade? Poison? Being bludgeoned over the head?"
"The queen wishes for your heart to be carved out of your chest."
"Ah, so she has proof that I'm dead. Clever, I'll give her that. So, would you rather me sitting, standing?"
"You're not going to fight?"
"I could fight. But, I also know that the Queen will not stop until I am dead. And that is not a life I wish to live. So, what's the easiest way for you to do this?"
She stared at you for a moment, before saying, "My name is Yelena Belova."
"What?"
That's...not how you were expecting things to go. Did every hired assassin introduce themselves? That seemed like an occupational hazard. What if a target got away and was able to tell the authorities their attempted killer's name?
"And I'm not going to kill you." She looked off into the distance before looking back to you. "I know a few things about lives not wished to live. This...wasn't the life I would've chosen for myself."
"What are you trying to say?"
"I don't have a choice about what I do. But, I can look the other way if you were to run. Cut out a pig's heart and give that to the queen. She wouldn't know the difference."
