Who can get enough of Natasha Romanoff Imagines?
Exactly no one!
Just a bunch of fluff, angst, spicy, sad Imagines with the only one Black Widow whatever the heart desires.
This is going to be a female reader x Natasha Romanoff.
Requests are always...
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Mcu × Supernatural Crossover
female y/n Winchester
warnings: well it's Supernatural so be prepared for some gore and there will be also smut.
author's note: this was not requested but since I'm a sucker for Supernatural so I came up with that idea and I did it and I think that was brutally good.
--- Y/n Pov ---
I was at the edge of desperation. It was selfish it was really clear. I know what I was going to do would have consequences and I was very well aware of it and what would happen after when I reached to that point. But at that moment I didn't care about it. I just wanted her back, seeing her alive with my own eyes. And I couldn't stay any second longer watching her slipping away of my hands not when it was almost my fault getting her in danger and mostly the high risk to die. She was just 29 years old.
I knew she would hate me for this if she would find it out what I have done. And she knew what was my life about. Saving people and haunting the Evil down but there was only one certain thing she didn't know that I didn't tell her.
And that was the price to pay in exchange for something.
Although I would blame myself if I didn't try at all even what I was going to do with was dangerous. It's like playing with fire without knowing when it's going to stop.
A thick lump was building in my throat and I was so naive and blindfolded by egoism. Now I was standing here on the crossroad like a lamb being trapped.
The time was ticking and I had no other choice but anger raising inside of me. I clenched my jaw.
"Just bring her alive", I said gritting my teeth towards the demon across of me.
"And what do you have that you could possibly offer me in exchange of bringing her back alive except?", the demon asked in a facetious voice.
"I will give you my soul in exchange of her life".
A devilish smirk plastered on the face of the woman.
"Just give me 5 years", I begged.
"How desperated you sound even for a famously wanted huntress, I will give you 1 year last offer y/n", the black eyed demon said standing infront of me.
"Fine you can have it just bring her back".
"It is a pleasure to make a deal with you y/n Winchester see you or more like she will see you in 1 year".
I knew who she was.
⧗
I was practically rushing to to tower shaking with fear, making my way quickly to the medical room to see it with my own eyes. My heart almost dropped when I didn't see her move but when she looked directly at me with her warm green eyes I wanted to cry but I held it in. After weeks her laying in coma I was able to see her again. A sigh of relief escaped from my lips and I interwined her hand in mine kissing it gently. Her fierce long red curly hair falling smoothly over her shoulders framing her face perfectly. Alone feeling her warmth made me already happy.