Natasha Romanoff x Daughter!Reader

Mother-daughter day

Created: 23.05.2023

Finished: 31.05.2023

Edited: 14.09.2023

Age: 15

Word count: 1,544

Warnings: None

Request: Yes (Tumblr user)

Note: I don't know how to write fluff

Summary: You and Natasha have a mother-daughter day together.

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Natasha Romanoff, better known as the Black Widow, had seen and done it all.

From fighting with the Avengers and taking down worldwide threats, to raising a child on her own, Natasha was never one to shy away from a challenge.

Today, however, she decided to take that much-needed break from all the chaos that seemed to always surround her.

Today was a mother-daughter day with Y/N.

Y/N, at only 15 years of life, was the spitting image of her mother.

Her fiery red hair, sharp wit, and natural athleticism all screamed "Black Widow Jr."

It was an undeniable resemblance that couldn't go unnoticed by everyone who looked at them.

They were the perfect mother-daughter duo.

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"And then I applied more pressure on his leg and pushed him down on the ground, Mama!" Y/N excitedly explained, as they strolled down the busy streets of New York, chattering about Y/N's latest martial arts class

"Great job, baby." Natasha listened attentively, always proud of her daughter's skills "Just keep doing this whenever a bigger opponent tries to lock your arms and stop you from using them."

Both mother and daughter had a lazy morning, cuddling in bed, then decided that lunch at their favorite cafe was the best idea.

"I can already taste those heavenly pancakes and those fried eggs." Y/N giggled, changing the subject of their conversation as they made their way inside the cafe

"You tell me." Natasha laughed "I can't wait to have a cup of coffee."

"But, Mama..." The teenager whined in a baby voice "You already had one cup of coffee today. It's not good for your health to drink more than one cup a day."

Natasha softly smiled at her daughter and pressed a lingering kiss to her daughter's temple before she and Y/N took their place at their usual table.

"Thank you for your concern, sweetheart. But don't worry about me." The older woman smiled "I am a pretty tough woman and a second cup of coffee isn't enough to take me down." She finished with a wink in her child's direction

Y/N rolled her eyes with a playful smirk on her face, one that was worldwide known as the Romanoff smirk, very famous among people who knew the Romanoff girls.

"That's so you to say." You laughed

"Take that back!" Natasha gasped, pretending to be offended but her attempt at hiding her smile was useless

"Never." You challenged your mother

Natasha reached over the table and started tickling you, exactly where she knew you had your ticklish spot, on the right side of your abdomen under your ribs.

Your giggles filled the quiet cafe as you tried to squirm away from the torture of tickling.

"Mama, stop!" You shouted through your uncontrollable giggles