In a world where TVD and Marvel are the same universe
Y/N Mikaelson was living in New York after a bad break up and met her, Natasha Romanoff, a red headed beauty from Russia who can kick some major ass.
Based off a TIK TOK POV by @marvelolic_
A/N The rest of this is improvised. THank you all for your imput and support. I'm happy to say that this book has reached over 35K reads! Thank you all, really. Without you my mom would have told me to delete the stories and never do it again, but once she hear that (at the time) I had over 10K reads after only 2 weeks after posting the first few chapters, she let me continue.
Also, some of you haven't learned this, whether it be on this book or others. "IF YOU HAVE NOTHING NICE TO SAY, KEEP YOUR TRAP SHUT!" ~Mama Thomas
LUV U ALL! Cassie Thomas. On to the story...
Previously on The Widow's Vampire...
What happened to her to make her wake up like that? (You died dumbass!)
Now
Nat's POV
Y/N is home. Ever since they came back, I have been worried that I would go to sleep and wake up, and they won't be here anymore.
Y/N carries me to my room, and we both lay down for a nap. I woke up in a fit because I couldn't feel them suddenly. The heat they provided was no longer there. I started to cry, thinking it was all a dream and they were still dead. "Y/N!" I shouted in sadness and
Suddenly, they were in my room, a gust of wind following them inside. "Are you ok, Luv?" I stood and hugged them like they would disappear if I let go.
"Yeah, now that you are back, I'm wonderful," I told Y/N. "With you here, everything is ok."
Three months later, ~Y/N POV~ Time skip brought to you by Fury trying to stop Carol from telling how he lost his eye.
"Hey, what do you want to do before we go on the mission tomorrow?" I asked Nat.
"Movies, Cuddles, and your best home-cooked meal?" She suggested.
"So, Mr. & Mrs. Smith, cuddles and kisses. All with a meal of French Onion chicken?" I suggested.
"Yes! And can you make your savory caramel?"
(I accidentally made this on yesterday. It's just butter with concentrated chicken stock and some ground sage, garlic powder, and sugar in a saucepot.)
"Anything for you, Luv," I say, giving her a kiss on the forehead and leaving to the kitchen.
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We eat and watch Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt fight each other.
It had taken me 2 months to get her to forgive me for dying, but eventually, she did, and we had fun. ;) If you know, you know.
Sorry.
Moving on...
"Baby, if there was a moment you were forced to fight against me, would you?" Nat asked.
"Only if there was a gun to our future child's head, and they would die if I didn't," I answered truthfully.
"Future child?" Nat asked, pausing the movie and turning toward me.
"Of course, I picture a picture of the two of us married and standing next to three little ones in front of the Guardian's ship and smiling with Wanda and Vision's kids next to us. And all of us are on the planet Peter's father made," I tell her.
"Wanda and Vision?" Nat asks with a smile.
"Yeah, do you not see the looks they give each other? He is madly in love with her, and she has magic, so she can make it so he can put out," I say, causing the two of us to burst out laughing.
"Y/N Y/Mid/N Mikaelson!" We both hear Wanda shout.
"Run, Y/N. She is scary mad," Nat tells me.
"Eh, she can't kill me," I say confidently.
Then Wanda walks in with the White Oak stake my mother made with the help of Alaric.
"Yes, she can. Sorry, Luv. I have to go!" I yell, speeding out of the house.
Nat's POV
"Wanda, no killing my Vampire lover. They just resurrected," I tell the teenager.
"Oh, I cant. This is just an illusion. Loki's been teaching me," SHe said, waving the stake and turning it back into a pen.
Y/N vamps back into the room, glaring at Wanda and sitting next to me.
"How did you know it was ok to come back?" Wanda asks.
"Oh, I never left. I pulled a Clint. I was in the vent above you, ready to drop out if needed," They explained.
The three of us then bust out laughing.
"Good night, you two. And please, no more sex!" Wanda asks, leaving the room.
The statement caused Nat and I to laugh even more.
"So, shall we continue the movie or have sex to annoy Wanda?" Nat questions.
"Both, movie and sex," I tell her, resuming the movie and starting a heated makeout session with her.
