𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓐 '𝓜𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓷'
↳ (13 avengers x reader)
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｡･:*˚:✧｡ You crash land on Asgard, not knowing who you are or where you're from, and especially not knowing what a 'soulmate' is. May the Allfather guide you on your journey ac...
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y/n = your name
italics = thoughts
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"Let's do a girl's night!" Natasha declares as she walks into the living room to see you reading on the couch as Bruce watches. "Dude that's kinda creepy," she comments, startling the doctor.
"Oh, um... I was just watching TV!" Bruce tries to cover up.
"You mean watching me? I can feel your stare," you tell him as his ears turn red. "Anyways, girl's night?" you ask Natasha. Curious about the term and what it entails.
"Yeah! We'll grab Wanda and do face masks. We can talk about boys and do each other's nails! You'll love it," Natasha promises. You nod, still confused.
"Did I hear girl's night?" Wanda says, sliding into the room. Her fuzzy socks letting her glide across the wood floor.
"Apparently," you agree. To which they both squeal.
"You're going to love it, y/n!"
"That's what Nat said too," you exclaim while being dragged out of the room, leaving an embarrassed Bruce behind.
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In no time at all you had been briefed on claw clips, face masks, nose strips, face wash, and the like. Currently, you have a claw clip in your hair, a cute headband with a bow pulling your hair back from your face and Wanda sitting in front of you as she brushes on a light pink clay mask.
"You have gorgeous skin, Sweetie. Not sure how you do it when all you use it water!" Wanda comments.
"Yeah, maybe it's an Asgardian trait, because here on Earth we get these awful things called pimples," Nat says. You nodded, trying to listen while hyperfocused on Wanda being close to you as well. It was a vulnerable position for you, and although you had lightened up on the no physical contact it still was hard for extended periods.
"Pimles?" you ask.
"Pimples," Nat laughs. "There's two P's. They're these icky red bumps we get from things like eating too much sugar and not taking care of our skin."
"Or we get them when we start our period," Wanda states.
"Period? Isn't that the end of a sentence?" you ask. The two women glance between each other.
"Wait- you don't have one?" they ask simultaneously. You shrug.
"Well, they get thrown off on the slightest of things. If you continue eating more like you are right now I'm sure you'll end up with one soon," Natasha starts. Wanda nods in agreement.
