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Requested - Scarlett Johansson x wife!reader with a prompt number 80. One is suspiciously well behaved because they scratched their spouse's car or broke something ~ 80 - “You are remarkably well behaved tonight. What did you do?” ( @pentagoniablue )

You and Scarlett had been together for four years now, married for two of them and living together for three. Being with Scarlett had its difficulties, for starters you still weren’t used to the attention that was constantly put on your relationship with the media and paparazzi. It was hard when she was away filming and you couldn’t be with her but you valued the time you were together just that much more because of that. People accused you of being with her because she was rich and successful but you were actually with her because you loved her, the moment you met her she made you feel something that nobody had made you feel. Then you couldn’t put it into words but after this much time you knew you were in love with her.

Scarlett was finally home for a while, finally finishing up with filming the new Avengers film that was coming out. She’d been back for a few days so far and you hadn’t realised how much you missed her until she was back. Currently, the pair of you were cuddled together in bed watching crappy day-time TV and catching up with each other, kisses were shared between the two of you as you enjoyed the company you both had missed dearly whilst she had been away. You were always invited out to wherever she was filming but more often than not you had your own things to do back at home so couldn’t make it.

“God, I missed you so much Y/N.” She told you before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against your lips. You smiled into the kiss before pulling away from her, grinning too widely.

“I know, trust me, I missed you too.” You replied with a small pout playing on your lips causing her to laugh.

“Do you have to go out today? Can’t you just stay here with me?”Scarlett asked you, giving you her own pout and puppy dog eyes. You nearly gave in and cancelled your plans but unfortunately, as much as you wanted to stay in bed with her all day, you had to go to a fitting for an event that was coming up soon.

“Sorry baby. I won’t be gone long, two hours tops!”You grinned as she flopped down onto the bed, pout not giving up. You leaned down and kissed her with some force, her kissing you back and matching your pace. Eventually, you broke away for air, grinning at her slightly swollen lips. You pecked her lips once more before rolling out of bed and heading towards the shower.

It didn’t take you long to get ready, Scarlett stayed in bed pouting at you causing you to grin and laugh, drawing a similar response from her. You couldn’t wait to get back home and in bed with her and you hadn’t even left the house yet, hopefully you wouldn’t be out long.

“I’ll see you in a little bit.” You grinned at her, pulling away from her after another kiss. She glared playfully at you as you left the room, shouting a quick farewell at your retreating figure. You went out and saw her car was parked in front of yours, so you quickly ran back into the house and grabbed her keys, it would be quicker to take her car instead of moving it and getting into yours. What’s the worse that could happen?

- - -

The worse that could happened is that you could dent her car. It was a tiny, little dent, ok maybe it was noticeable but still you didn’t know what to do. Telling her was probably the most sensible option but instead you decided to stop at a bakery and pick up a treat for her and some flowers too. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be too mad at you.

You got out of the car once you were home and looked at the damage again and from this angle it did look pretty bad, who knew lamp posts could be so hard? You pulled the bag of treats and flowers from the car and went into the house to see Scarlett in the kitchen. She grinned once she saw you, her eyebrows lifting once she saw what was in your hands.

“Hey baby.” You greeted with a smile as you made you way over to her, giving her a kiss before pulling away and handing her the bag and flowers. She questioned you slightly, but you just grinned and began to load the dishwasher, the job she was doing when you had entered the house. Throughout the day and into the night, you were the best wife. Doing chores and whatever else needed doing, dotting on Scarlett, making sure she was happy. You even made dinner that night.

“You are remarkably well behaved tonight. What did you do?” She asked you over dinner, a smile on her face as she did. Clearly she was enjoying your behaviour, why wouldn’t she? You’d done all the chores you were procrastinating and then some.

“What? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I thought I’d just help around the house.” You told her, looking at her as innocently as you could. She raised an eyebrow and stared at you; you broke within moments. “OK, so I may have accidentally dented your car. It’s not that big of a deal though, you can barely notice it!” Scarlett looked at you for a moment before laughter came out of her, that was the last thing you were expecting.

“I know, I saw it earlier but since you were doing such a good job helping I thought I’d let you carry on. By the way, your fixing my car.”

You both went to bed that night, cuddled together, feeling light and laughing quietly amongst yourselves. You missed Scarlett and would savour every moment you got with her, even if it meant you had to fix a car.

Give a Little Whistle

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Pairings - Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Requested - anon ~ Hi! Can I please get a nat x reader fic where they get together and it’s fluffy. Do whatever you what with that. Can I have the prompts ‘32’ and ‘99.’ Oh and please include Tony in it!!

Prompts - 32 -  “You can literally scale buildings and fly airplanes and shoot things with deadly accuracy but, somehow you can’t whistle?” & 99 - “I did not see that coming”

A/N - i wrote this before black widow came along and proved nat can actually whistle so we’re just ignoring that

Being an Avenger was weird. Some days you were fighting with HYDRA, some days you were fighting aliens and some days you were laying on the sofa with Natasha Romanoff playing Mario Kart. 

You were the newest addition to the team but had known Natasha for a while because you’d worked together for S.H.I.E.L.D. You knew a lot about her, she was still guarded around you but you probably knew more about her than most people did. 

Sometime along the way you’d fallen for her. It was stupid, you had known it was stupid from the moment you began to feel those romantic feelings for her. Natasha Romanoff was not the dating type, she kept to herself and made sure that nothing could be used against her. You felt bad for her when you thought about it for too long, it sounded like a lonely existence.

You weren’t like that. You made friends with everyone you met and still managed to be a bad ass assassin. You wanted Natasha to return your feelings but knew the chances of that were slim to none.

“Seriously! You have got to be kidding me! You’re cheating!” You accused, throwing the controller down as you lost yet another race to her. She was watching you with a smug smirk, her eyes a little softer than they were when she was with anyone else. 

The truth is, she didn’t feel the need to have her guard up around you, well she still kept all the cards close to her chest, but loosened up the most around you. Something about you spoke to her and she hated it, yet she never tried to shut you out. 

“I’m not cheating, Y/N,” she told you with an eye roll, “I’m just better at this than you.” 

“But, you, ugh! Is there anything you can’t do?” You asked, not expecting an answer of course. Natasha was secretive and she let out information carefully, you only knew what you knew about her because she wanted you to know.

“I can’t whistle.” She told you causing your eyes to widen and your head to snap round to face her. 

“What!?” You exclaimed causing her to laugh and roll her eyes again.

“I can’t whistle.” Natasha repeated slowly.

“I’m sorry, you can literally scale buildings and fly airplanes and shoot things with deadly accuracy but, somehow you can’t whistle?” You stared at her like she had grown another head before laughing loudly, if Natasha rolled her eyes any more they’d literally get stuck. 

“Yeah, yeah, shut up.” She groaned, throwing a pillow at your head with that deadly accuracy you’d mentioned, “you know I could kill you right now.”

“Oh I’m sure of it. In fact I’m sure you’ve got 56 different ways you could kill me on your mind at all times.” You told her, laughter still prominent as you did.

“84, but close.” She corrected.

You grinned at her as you sat back down next to her, one of her arms thrown out behind you. You took a chance and cuddled close to her, it wasn’t rare for you to be affectionate with her but still you felt like you were risking a lot every time you did.

Natasha smiled down at you, a hand coming up to run through your hair.

“You know what else I can’t do?” She asked causing your eyes to widen, someone was in a sharing mood today. You hummed at her to let her know she could continue.

“I can’t admit my feelings because I’m scared. I’m not meant to be scared, Y/N.” You lifted your head off of her shoulder and looked at her sadly. 

“You don’t have to be scared around me.” You told her, voice barely above a whisper.

She didn’t say anything, just looked at you for the longest time before leaning in slowly. Your eyes widened a small bit but you leaned in and met her lips, letting her take the lead as she kissed you shyly. Never in a million years would you have thought Natasha would feel the same way you did.

“I did not see that coming.” You both pulled away, you grabbing a pillow and throwing it in the direction of the voice. Tony Stark and his perfect time, honestly you didn’t see the man for days, locked down in his lab but the second you and Natasha were finally getting somewhere he showed his face.

“Alright, alright, I’m going. Just came for the coffee, unless I can stay for the show.” Natasha gave him one of her looks that would have normal people wetting their pants but Tony just laughed and shuffled into the kitchen.

“So,” Natasha prompted, drawing your attention back to her. You grinned and leaned in to kiss her again, this time taking the lead and kissing her hungrily. You’d waited so long for this moment. You groaned against her lips before pulling back for air.

“Natasha Romanoff, have you gone soft for little ol’ me?” You laughed when she smacked you over the head, “Seriously though, will you be my girlfriend, Nat?” Her response was to kiss you, mumbling a yes against your lips as she did. 

Natasha: I can't believe this.

Y/N: believe what?

Natasha: that you'd do this to me,,

Y/N: what did I do-

Natasha: YOU'RE MAKING YOURSELF LOOK CUTE AGAIN, I'M TOO GAY FOR THIS

After the premiere: Scarlett Johansson x fem!reader

A/N Is this really what my obsession with Marvel has morphed into? why me?

I'd like to think this is adequate but thats up to you

Don't tease me pls I'm fragile!!!!! thank u!!!

anyway heres this,,

OH WAIT ALSO lets pretend that Scarlett was at the Civil War premiere I dont want to write it in the time of tws because that was ages ago THANK UUUU

y/f/c = your favourite colour (or just a colour that suits you)

word count: 624 (which im realising is far too short for this particular platform)

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You threw your bag to the side as Scarlett pushed you up against the door of your bedroom closet, her hands in your hair as your arms moved to rest on her shoulder. Her jacket had been discarded the moment the two of you entered your apartment, along with both of your shoes.

You giggled as she started leaving small kisses along your jaw, making her way down to your neck.

"Scarlettttt!" you wine, pushing the blonde off of you, only to flop down on the bed, bringing her down with you.

she landed on top of you, immediately attaching her lips back to yours. you felt her lips curve slightly; you could tell she was smiling. You opened your eyes for a moment and watched as her golden locks dangled beside your head.

She deepened the kiss, her tongue brushing over your teeth, and her hands holding herself up on either side of you. In a split second, she found her body flushed against yours. you let out a small 'huff' when her stomach collided with yours, causing her to let out a laugh.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Her continuous giggles caused you to lapse into a laughing fit of your own.

She gave you one last peck before she plopped down beside you, her hand finding yours and intertwining your fingers together.

"I love you," She whispered as you both started at the ceiling. her short blonde hair was spread over the white pillowcase, framing her face perfectly. as she looked over at you, her green orbs almost glowed in the dim light of your bedroom.

"I love you too," You respond, giving her a small smile. she rolled to face you and pulled you closer to her. Her blonde hair now a tangled mess, Spread over the pillows. Yours was still in a loose braid from the premiere you'd both just attended.

Both of you laid on top of your duvet, still sporting your Captain America: Civil War premiere outfits. Your co-star's red dress suited her perfectly, the dress hugging her in all the right places.

Your y/f/c playsuit, as the blonde had put it, "made you look extremely sensible all while looking incredibly hot," A comment which hadn't been forgotten at all throughout the movie.

As you rested your head on Scarlett's chest, she ran her fingertips up and down your bare arm, causing bumps to rise in their wake.

"What do you think Marvel will say when they find out we went home together?" You questioned, your gaze still remaining in the same place.

She tensed a bit, shifting in her place for a second, she tilted your head up to hers, attaching your lips to hers for the umpteenth time that night.

"If they want to be homophobic asshats, let them be homophobic asshats."

Her comment made you smile, snuggling into her chest as she continued to stroke your arm.

"But- But... what does this mean for... us?" Your words, or rather, the spaces between them, made her chuckle. She kissed the top of your head.

"It's almost twelve A.M. We'll talk about it tomorrow, pretty girl."

The pet name she used gave you butterflies. She pulled the comforter from the end of your bed and draped it over your shoulders.

"Scarle-"

"Sleep." She encouraged, her right arm draping over your side.

"Oka-"

"Shhhh..." She teased. You internally rolled your eyes. nevertheless, you closed your eyes, and fell asleep to the sound of Scarlett's breathing.

ok usually i don’t condone smoking for anybody but

that will be all

Hiii so i’m having a hard time writing atm so if y’all could send in prompts i’d really appreciate it 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

- Liz

edit: i just realised i quite literallly have writers block lmao

⚠️ Scarlett's fandom, we got a job to do! ⚠️

I think everyone's aware of Michael Joseph Branham, the guy who's been stalking Scarlett since 2022. He knows where she lives, and sent multiple items to her house, babies toys, letters, and claims to be Cosmo's (her son) father.

Her publicist Marcel and her team are asking for our help! To send them the most information possible. Print screens, accounts, anything useful to help the police and the Law Enforcement to catch this guy.

ANY INFORMATION you have, send to @/whatsupscarlett on X (twitter), who is in direct contact with her team.

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We can also help by reporting all of his accounts on every social media (his username is basically his full name) like Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, etc.

He also tries to get in touch with Scarlett by sending dms to fanpages, thinking it's her — so also be mindful of posting about Scarlett's next events locations.

Let's do everything in our power to protect our Scarlett and put this motherfucker behind bars!!

@scarjosii22