A book with fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, and smut one-shots and mini-series
Mostly female and gender-neutral reader (male reader if requested). Feel free to send requests in!
Characters we write for (but not only):
- Natasha Romanoff
- Wanda Maximoff...
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"Y/n! Dinner's ready!" Quickly raising your head, you dropped the crayon you held in your hand. Letting it fall on the desk, you pushed your chair back, causing a screeching sound against the floor.
The little light on your desk was left on as you scrambled to your feet, running out of your room. A huge smile plastered on your face as your hair bounced on your head.
Small thuds echoed throughout the hallway as you stomped your feet down the stairs, rushing to the kitchen. "I'm here! I'm here!" Your little voice bounced off of the walls as your small body threw itself on a high chair.
You were climbing up on it while your mom laughed lightly at your cuteness. Her eyes were full of love as they stared at you. You were the apple of her eye.
Taking utensils in your hands, you impatiently waited for your plate to be put in front of you. You loved the food so much. Especially, your mom's food. It was the best thing ever.
"Just don't eat the plate, buddy." A man's voice reached your ears when you dived in as soon as your mom put your meal down.
Ruffling your hair, he came up to your mom, kissing her on the cheek. "Dad! You're back! Are we going to play board games tonight? Please?" You pulled the best puppy dog eyes you could.
It was your weapon against them. It always worked. That was why you always used it. "Ugh, stop it, you know I can't say no when you do that." Your dad said, playfulness swirling in his tone as a grin crept up on his lips.
It wasn't a joke tho. He loved you too much to say no. "Sooo, we are?" You pushed further with a pouty smile of your own.
Your mom laughed as a light huff escaped the man's mouth. Shaking his head, his hands landed on his hips. "We are." He told you, making you burst out with an excited yell.
You continued to eat as your parents laughed at your reaction. They knew your tricks very well, but they pretended to fall for them to see the happiness surging through your whole body.
Stopping a fork in between your lips, you squinted your eyes, looking at nothing in particular. "Where is Sparky?" Your question shifted the mood in the kitchen immediately as your parents started scanning the area.
"I thought he was in your room." Your mom told you as you shook your head. She then moved her gaze to your dad, hoping he knew.
However, he didn't seem like it when he shrugged his shoulders unsure. "Well, we will go look for him outside when you finish, okay?" Agreeing to his idea, you nodded before devouring the rest of your meal.
You needed to find your dog. He was always on your team during the game nights. And he was your best friend, you loved spending time with him.
"Wow, okay, I guess we can go." Your dad said, shocked at how fast you finished just to go already.
