𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

jellybean - wm nr

NATASHA ROMANOFF AND WANDA MAXIMOFF

AGE - 17

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you never really asked for much from your mum, you knew she didn't really have that much personal money and you knew she would feel somewhat guilty spending tony's money - no matter however much he may have in the bank

the only things you'd really ask for were the essentials - school supplies, clothes for the changing seasons, and hygiene products

despite not wanting to spend tony's money she still really wanted to get you at least one gift for your birthday. it also really helped that nat had dragged the other redhead out the compound to go shopping

"what are you getting jellybean for her birthday, wands?" nat asked the younger woman as they entered the shopping mall

nat had always been like a second mum to you, she most definitely had a soft spot for you and your mum, but no doubt you especially

the name jellybean stemmed from three year old you making it your mission to somehow deliver the widow a packet of jellybeans every time she looked sad. your logic to that was beat on the team but to your toddler brain it just made sense, and it seemed to work - even though the real reason her mood picked up upon your delivery of the sweets was really because she got to see you

"i'm not sure, she hasn't asked for anything... i have a few ideas but nothing seems to really scream 'y/n would love this'" wanda rambles whilst reaching for nat's hand "what are you getting her?"

taking the outstretched hand nat intertwined their fingers and pulled her girlfriend closer "...i want to get her something meaningful, you know?" the thoughtfulness made wanda's heart melt, she loved how much her girlfriend really cared for her daughter "i've got her a flag because i saw her eyeing kate's one for ages but i don't want to just give her that"

that was news to your mum "flag, flag of what?" she was utterly confused

"detka, a flag of her sexuality... a rainbow flag..." the both of them stopped in the middle of the shopping centre and looked at each other "please tell me you knew and i didn't just out my jellybean?!" the look on wanda's face said it all, a mix between confusion, sympathy, and little bit of guilt for somehow not clocking on sooner

"oh my god, i did didn't i?" that came with the soft spot for you, the guilt from the ex assassin, the thought of anyone hurting you either physically or mentally sent her into a whole other mindset but the fact that it was her, even though it was accidental, made up beat herself up about it "i promise i didn't mean to" she mumbled looking towards the roof of the mall

"hey, tasha, look at me" wanda reaches nat's jaw with her gloved hands and brings her head down to look at one another "you didn't mean to and you know for a fact that y/n/n will forgive you"

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"hey jellybean" nat calls out as soon as the elevator doors open into the compound living space. her heart rate was increasing the more she thought about have to tell you about the information she let slip

"'ere" she heard you mumble from one of the four sofas. when she found you, you were splayed out with your face smooshed against a pillow, half asleep

"i need to tell you something. you're not going to be happy with me" with her serious tone you sat up, rubbing your eyes a little to wake up a bit more. the redhead crouched in front of you, her hands holding herself steady on your knees

"you didn't eat my chocolate again, did you? i didn't even get a square of the last bar" rambling, a trait you definitely got from your mum, nat thought

deciding against beating around the bush nat goes straight for it "i told your mum that you wanted a rainbow flag like kate's and, jellybean, i'm so sorry and i didn't mean to-"

"tasha" you interrupt "you didn't know mama didn't know. it's not like you wanted to out me. the fact that you even noticed i wanted one makes me wonder more about your mind reading capabilities because i didn't tell anyone that- oh my god, how could you read minds and not think to tell me?!" you joke trying to lift her mood because you can truly see how much she was beating herself up about it and the smile edged it's way onto the black widow's face was enough "i thought i was your favourite person but i see how it is" you playfully scoff and turn your head away

you had always have that way of just instantly calming people, your empathy for the people around you was unmatched, everything about you screamed comfort. you were the living embodiment of a ray of sunshine

"nooo, don't ignore me. i'll share my mind reading secrets with you" with that she started tickling you. both of you too caught up in a tickling match to notice wanda leaning against a supporting pillar, smiling away at her two favourite people

"momma, please stop. i'm going to piss myself" you pleaded with her. thankfully getting the result you wanted as she stepped away from you but also missing the way nat's features - somehow - softened even further, her eyes glossing slightly

nat had been dating wanda for around four years, arguably quite a long time, but to them the step between being girlfriend and fiancés wasn't one they needed to rush. the widow never really though that she'd get to a point in where you would call her anything but her name or some nickname, the newly given title of 'momma' giving her excesses of that kind of daughterly love that only you seem to provide her with

"awh, my love" you mum's voice came from behind nat as she wrapped her arms around her lover's waist "no need to cry" of course she knew somewhat how her girlfriend felt, she felt similar when you first said the word 'mama'. however, nat never really thought she'd be ever lucky enough to gain the title so you calling her momma in some words took her by surprise

finally calming down from the tickle attack you just survived you were able to catch up with the crying redheads in front of you "did i do something wrong?" you were kicking yourself for somehow making nat cry

"no, of course not, munchkin" wanda cooed over nat's shoulder, beckoning you into the hug

"come here"