Now Angel Is Back ?!?!? Omg How Many Times Will She Have To Kill Him :(

now angel is back ?!?!? omg how many times will she have to kill him :(

i really don't like xander honestly he gets on my nerves and i can't really feel empathy for him. also i love cordelia

one in a million - wandanat x adopted!daughter!reader

from @ssa-detectiveterribledetective’s request

word count; 2,290

a/n; i am on a mama!wandanat roll.. clearly😚 anyways i hope y’all enjoy this:] feedback is always appreciated <3

your story was one like millions, but yet one in a million all at once.

like many other little girls, you were kidnapped and taken by an organisation known as the red room. but unlike the other widows yelena had freed, you were undoubtedly the youngest. the blonde had almost punched a hole through the wall when she saw your young face flash on the screen in front of her, your age a single digit.

six.

you were six years old. yelena thought of natasha, how she had fought for six year old yelena all those years ago on the plane strip in cuba. she was aware that the avengers had recently been reinstated, natasha having reached out to her again in hopes of getting yelena to join them.

she had put off giving her sister an answer, citing the excuse that she wanted to complete her mission of freeing the widows first, even though they both knew she would be faster if they worked together.

yelena had no capacity to care for this child. she wasn’t even sure if she’d be able to help her the minute the dust took effect and released her from the mind control, unsure if this child was still training or was already trained. so she made a call.

it was also the first time yelena got to meet wanda maximoff. despite being wary of the witch, she saw the way she and her sister looked at each other. natasha deserved to have that type of love in her life.

unfortunately there was little time for pleasantries. she managed to hunt you and another older widow down, both of you posing as a mother daughter duo. they had to wait until you had been picked up before freeing the two of you. the minute the door swung open, yelena threw the vial on the floor causing a explosion of red dust. everyone was on alert, in case the two widows decided to fight back.

“mother?” you question, head turning to the older widow next to you. the widow had shook her head a few times as she looked down at you, before looking back to the trio in front of her.

“she’s.. she’s just a child..” the widow mumbled quietly as she stepped away and hurried into the house. yelena slips past you to go talk to the other widow and you are left alone with the two redheads.

you looked up at them curiously, head tilted to the side as you stared at them questioningly.

“are you my new handlers?” your posture straightened just a little as you awaited their reply. it clicked in natasha’s mind in that moment, you hadn’t been chemically subjugated. wanda seemed to have come to the same conclusion, her sharp intake of breath not going unnoticed by the assassin and assassin in training.

“did i.. did i do something wrong?” you had only been with this widow for several months, the mission hadn’t even been close to completion- so why were you being taken away?

“no.. no you didn’t do anything wrong.” natasha replied as she squats down so she’s closer to your height. “my name’s natasha, what’s yours?” unlike the other widows, you had no name in your file. the only information had been a date of birth.

you tilted your head in confusion as you replied, “i don’t have a name, i’m always given a different one by my handler.”

wanda could feel her eyes burn with unshed tears. natasha on the other hand, kept her composure and reaches out a hand to you.

“that’s alright milaya. how about you come with us? the lovely lady behind me is wanda.” you repeated both their names in your head a few times, before nodding in response.

“okay ma’am.” you replied, reaching out to grab the redhead’s hand.

“please don’t call either of us ma’am. natasha is just fine, or nat if you’d like.” natasha stood up and led you away to the car, wanda trailing after the both of you as she tried to keep her anger at bay.

you were compliant as natasha loaded you into the car seat she had prepared in advance. wanda slid into the passenger seat, her gaze trained on you through the rearview mirror. natasha shut the car door and turned back to the house to check up on yelena.

“ma’am- i’m sorry, um. miss wanda?” you called out tentatively.

“yes milaya?” wanda replied, turning her body to face you.

“what’s our next objective? for the mission?” your young voice was a sharp contrast to the heaviness of your words and wanda couldn’t help but clench her jaw in anger.

“nothing milaya. you’re safe now, okay? the red room, dreykov, he can’t hurt you anymore. natasha and i, we will care for you. we will protect you, i promise.”

you were a little confused. you weren’t sure why the wanted to protect you from dreykov. i mean sure, he was mean and scary but.. he told you that there were meaner and scarier things out in the world.

he was saving little girls.. wasn’t he?

but wanda didn’t seem like the type of person to lie. she was nicer than dreykov too, she hadn’t hit you yet which was also a good thing. deciding to not think about it too much, you lean back onto your seat and stare out the window.

the next few years pass by surprisingly quick. it took you a while to get settled down, but eventually you were thriving in the care of wanda and natasha. they had been the best parents you could ever ask for, always supporting your every decision and only when you were older did you realise the magnitude of what they saved you from all those years ago.

which brings you to your current dilemma. you had been studying a biology degree for the last one year but you kept debating on whether or not you wanted to change it.

“i don’t know greyson.. growing up i truly believed that i was in a safe situation but i was not. if i switch my degree, i could hopefully help do more, make sure that no one slipped through the system like i did.” you bang your head on the table, causing your friend to roll your eyes at your dramatics. “plus i’m really regretting this course, i know that it’ll be good on the resume but i just. i feel like i would prefer sociology.”

“you’ve been whining about this for the past month. if you want to do it i say just do it.” greyson shrugs nonchalantly and you raise your head to look at them with a small pout. they had been your close friend since high school and the two of you managed to get into the same college. they also happened to be studying sociology, which was how you were even introduced to the idea to begin with.

“but what if they don’t approve?” you whine a little.

“who, your moms?” greyson scoffs a little at your confirming nod. “i genuinely dont think you could do any wrong in their eyes. they clearly adore you and have been supporting you for forever. just talk to them, they’ll understand.”

you sigh a little more as you let your head fall to the table again. you’ll be back home in a week for your summer break and you’re honestly dreading having this conversation.

-

if there is one thing wanda is incredibly good at, is knowing when something is bothering you. she picks it up the minute she sees you waiting for them at the entrance of your school. both natasha and wanda step out of the car, the ex-assassin helping you put your belongings in the car while wanda greets you with a tight hug.

you sigh a little as you snuggle closer to wanda, enjoying your mom’s familiar embrace.

a light cough had the two of you separating as you turn to give your mama an equally tight hug. a honk from the car has you jumping in fright and you peek in only to have your lips curl into a large grin when you see your aunt yelena inside. you fling open the door and clamber in, cuddling right into yelena’s side. your moms climb into the front and you four spend the journey back to your hometown catching up with each other.

yelena shares all the gossip about the upcoming adventures and the trio teases you when they see the blush decorating your cheeks at the mention of a certain multi dimensional traveller.

“she’s very excited for you to comeback, honestly if it weren’t for this mission she’d probably be here.” yelena has a knowing smirk on her face, and you merely groan in response. but you make a mental note to text the older girl about meeting up sometime in the summer.

soon, the car pulls up into the family home that your moms bought when they decided to retire from avenging. now that they are safely back home, all you have to do is move your items inside before wanda uses her magic to float everything upstairs.

yelena decides to start on dinner while you sit with your moms the couch, one of wanda’s sitcoms playing on the TV. you snuggle close to natasha, arms wrapping around her waist while you prop your feet onto wanda’s lap, sticking your tongue at her when she half heartedly protests.

the familiar comfort of your childhood home and the embrace of your mama is enough to make your start dozing off. but a small tap to your thigh and call of your name (that had been picked by wanda and natasha after adopting you) has you perking up.

“malysh, is everything alright?” wanda questions you, her gaze soft and inquisitive. you’re instantly taken back to when you were younger and still trying to adapt. you had been taught to always be strong, to be the best and that weakness should never be shown. wanda would always seem to know though. she would pull you aside and give you this exact same look, gently asking if you were alright or if you needed anything. if she didn’t get it out of you, natasha would.

“you can tell us anything, you know that right?” natasha speaks up then, the feeling her hand rubbing your back bringing you back to the present. you sigh softly as you think about how to start this conversation.

“i think.. i think i might want to change my degree?” your voice was hesitant, your gaze darting around the room but trying to avoid starting at either of your moms. “i know a biology degree would be good and i really really want to make you guys proud but..”

your shaky exhale came out more like a choked sob and you shifted a little to hide your face into natasha’s neck.

“oh milaya..” natasha coos softly as she pulls you closer, pressing a kiss onto the top of your head. which only made you cry a little harder.

“i know i shouldn’t give up so easily but i really don’t think i can finish it and i just can’t see myself pursuing anything science related. i’m sorry.” you choke out, your grip on natasha tightening even more.

“malyshka you have nothing to be sorry for..” wanda’s hand rubs up and down your thigh soothingly and you use your legs to try and bring her closer, eventually you’re somewhat seated on both their laps.

once you settle down, wanda continues to speak. “all we ever want for you is to be happy. so if biology isn’t for you, that’s okay! i’m sure we’ll able to find something you’d like and that’s all that matters hm? we’ll always be proud of you, milaya. no matter what.”

by now your crying has subsided and you nod in response to wanda’s words.

“have you thought of a degree? or are you still thinking? you could take a gap year if you need it.” natasha’s suggests as she cards her hands through your hair. you had dyed it red before leaving and now your roots were beginning to show.

you shifted your face out of natasha’s neck as you hum softly. “i was actually thinking of doing sociology..? if that’s okay.”

“of course it’s okay myshka.” wanda leans forward to press a kiss onto your forehead, your lips curling into a smile at the familiar affection. “whatever you want, tasha and i will support you.”

the three of you continue to talk and you soak up all the attention you’re given. you’ve missed this, so so much. you had expected to be homesick, of course, but being away was much harder than you had anticipated.

you stick close to yelena throughout dinner, knowing she’ll have to leave soon to go back to work. after promises of you heading down to the compound once everyone else is back and you teasing yelena just a little more about kate, it’s just you and your moms.

you and natasha wash up the dishes together, music playing through a speaker while wanda prepares dessert. a few james bond movies later, you’re shyly asking if you can crash their room tonight which of course they never say no to.

you knew your life was definitely a one in a million, it’s not everyday you get rescued and taken in by two avengers. you’re just thankful that life played out the way it did, even with the rough start. you know that no matter what happens, you’ll always have natasha and wanda as your number one support system, and you really couldn’t ask for more.

As a Jewish person I ask- where is religious freedom for non-Christians in this new post-Roe era? Judaism tells us that our bodies are sacred and that life begins at birth. It tells us that a person should choose their own life when a pregnancy is endangering them. Some of us even believe that in life-endangering circumstances, abortion is mandatory in order to save the parent's life. About 83% of American Jews support abortion being legal in all/most cases, more than any other religious group. Judaism tells us that we need to do everything we can in order to preserve our own lives.

Where's OUR religious freedom? Does the US Supreme Court truly value religious freedom, or just Christian freedom?

the way prophecy girl is an episode about love first and foremost!!!! like. buffy’s quitting being the slayer, but then her best friend says the vampire made it their world and buffy says we’re gonna do what we have to and faces the master even though she didn’t want to… the way giles hears buffy say you’re so useful, sitting here with all your books and decides that this young girl will not die tonight, she won’t be the one to face the master and he decides to fight the master himself even though he has no powers of his own that would make his chances even by any chance!! it’s about xander saying no I won’t be calm I’m freaked out and I intend to stay that way I don’t care about the apocalypse I gotta help buffy and him saying no she’s not dead after angel finds her dead…. he’s the reason why she lives after this episode…. it’s ABOUT LOVE !!!

i want to wear dresses in the way little sick victorian children did (/j)