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Wanda: I kissed Y/N!

Agatha: the babysitter? Scandalous

Wanda: it felt good and I haven’t dated anyone since I lost Vis. I feel terrible.

Agatha: did you pay Y/N before or after?

Wanda: before

Agatha: Y/N will probably consider that a tip (laughs)

Wanda just sinks in her seat, unaware that Y/N is right behind her…

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Being domestic with Wanda and Natasha. You’re a housewife waiting for your wives to arrive home from work. As you cook dinner, Natasha sneaks up behind you, her body pressed up against your back and her lips already finding it’s way to your curve of your neck. She’d tell you how good dinner smells and how happy she is too see you. You can feel her smile as you turn around and kiss her so sweetly. Wanda would come in last. You would get even more excited, running to Wanda and jumping in her arms as you wrap your legs around her. Natasha would tease and say “what am I chopped liver.”

After dinner you would all gather on the couch. You’d lay down across them, pushing your face in Wanda’s breast while Natasha smiles at you lovingly.

(Update: I’m at 615 words for my religious story with Wanda corrupting us) 🫢🫢 slowly writing everyday! 🙏♥️

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The Spiders Sister - Chapter 2

Summary: Reader is still a little sick and staying hidden while Wanda and Natasha look after her.

TW: Sickness, asthma

Words: 2.8K

A/n: Part two!!!

It must have been a couple of hours sleep before you woke up again. Somebody was knocking on the door and for a second you panicked, still feeling awful and sleepy your mind was working though a dense fog to catch up.

When you finally managed to recall the events of earlier that morning, you felt a slight bit of relief.

“Come in.” You called, your throat scratchy and sounding like sandpaper on glass.

The door handle turned, and you prayed the girls had kept their promise to not tell the others yet.

Wanda’s face peered into the room, and she glanced around until her eyes fell on you, still holed up in bed under the sheets.

“How are you feeling?” Wanda asked as she came inside, holding a tray. She gently closed the door after her and came to sit on the bed beside you.

“A bit better than I was. But not great.” You mumbled.

“Well, if you don’t mind, Nat and I are happy to look after you until you get better. Peter’s been telling us stories about you, now he can.” She begun and you groaned. Drawing a smile from her. “All good don’t worry. He’s a good kid and it sounds like you’re a good sister. And spider-man at that.” She said with a wink, and you buried your flaming face in your hands.

Wanda carefully pried your fingers away from your blazing cheeks and smiled softly at you.

“Now, I made you some soup and Nat’s gone to steal some of Peter’s enhanced-super cold and flu medicine out of Bruce’s lab for you.” Wanda said as she set the tray down on your bedside table. “Put this under your tongue.” She said handing you a thermometer.

“I’m fine.” You said not taking from her. She raised an eyebrow in challenge. “Really. Im all good now.” You argued and she still wasn’t having it.

Using her magic wanda floated the thermometer up to hover in front of your lips. You gave her a look and opened your mouth.

She beamed at you and the thermometer positioned itself under your tongue.

“Now what?” You mumbled from behind the stick.

“Now we wait for that to beep and go from there.” Wanda said catching the drooping thermometer with her finger before it could fall from your mouth while you spoke.

After a few more seconds of Wanda fussing with the things on the tray and messaging who you assumed must be Nat on her phone, the stick beeped.

Before you had a chance to remove it yourself wanda had stolen from your lips and was closely observing the numbers on the small screen.

She hummed a low note and sent another text to Nat before placing it down on the bedside table.

“Well?” You asked trying not to pout about feeling left out.

“102.3 still a fever.” Wanda said before standing and heading to the door to open it.

Natasha stepped into the room with three bottles of medicine in her arms.

She came over and took a seat next to wanda who had sat back on the bed like before.

She handed the bottles to wanda who looked at the labels and began taking out pills from two of the bottles and measuring out a red liquid from the other.

“Oh, hell nah.” You said. “I am not drinking that.”

Nat raised an eyebrow. “You will be.” She said and you frowned, slouching down and glaring at her which only seemed to make her smirk grow larger.

Wanda finished measuring it all out and handed you the two pills and a glass of water.

“What is this?” You asked.

“Fever reducers and cold and flu meds that were made for peter.” Wanda said and you nodded and took them.

Then wanda held out the small medicine cup of red liquid.

“Nope.” You said pursing your lips. “Not happening.”

“If you don’t take this, I’ll force feed you it myself.” Wanda said and you glared at each other for a second before swiping it out of her hands.

“Fine.” You grumbled and wanda beamed at you.

“Good girl.” She said and you defiantly did not feel your stomach flip at those two words.

However, Natasha seemed to smirk to herself about something while wanda busied herself with the soup.

You took the medicine like a shot and scrunched up your nose after.

“Why is it sweet?” You asked smacking your lips together.

“Peter’s a baby when it comes to gross cough syrup, so he requested it taste like cotton candy.” Nat said and you rolled your eyes.

“Of course he did.” You mumbled.

Before you could find further reason to complain Nat plucked the cup from your hands and wanda set the tray on your lap, fussing over the pillows behind you that were keeping you propped up against the bedhead.

You eyed the tray closely. There was a bowl of thick orange soup with a blob of white sprinkle with small green herbs. Along with a soup spoon and napkin.

“Um? What kind of soup is it?” You asked.

“Pumpkin soup with sour cream and chives.” Wanda said. “It’s an old family recipe from my childhood.” She said seeming to lose her smile for a fraction of a second before it came back.

You nodded. “Thank you. You really didn’t have to go to all the effort wanda.”

She just shrugged. “Its kind of what we do around here.”

“Look after each other, she means.” Nat clarified and you nodded and brought a spoonful of soup to your lips.

It was warm and tasted amazing. You hummed in delight at the taste and Wanda beamed.

“This is really good.” You said taking another spoonful of it.

“I’m glad you like it.” Wanda said.

“So, where’s peter?” You asked, striking up conversation.

“May took him home. Nat managed to convince her that you were fine staying here with us. We are happy to have you and if you like that could be a more permanent offer depending on what the team has to say.” Wanda said and you choked on your soup.

Coughing, you felt Natasha’s strong hands pound your back to help you breathe.

Once the fit had subsided you blinked at wanda who was looking at you with concern in her eyes. You waved her off.

“I’m all good.” You begun but she handed you the glass of water anyways.

“Small sips.” She instructed and you nodded and drank some of it slowly.

“Sorry.” You apologised. “I just wasn’t expecting that.” You mumbled, cheeks warm.

“No need to apologise I probably should have waited until you weren’t eating.” Wanda said and you laughed.

“But in all seriousness… you guys want me here? Like … on the team?” You asked and Nat looked at Wanda before nodding.

“We would need to have Fury sign off. Steve and Tony will have to agree as well, but theres not denying you would be a valuable asset to the team.” Nat begun. “I’m planning on holding a meeting with the team when your up to it. But until then I want you to rest and get better. It’s important you put your best foot forward when starting off with the team.” Nat said and Wanda nodded.

“You’ll do great. The team will love you.” Wanda agreed, throwing in her own two cents to Nat’s speech.

“So, Nat how did you manage to sneak in and out of Bruce’s lab and find peters meds?” Wanda asked with the grin that Natasha returned.

As Nat launched into her story, which included a cabinet of medicine labelled spider-baby, a banner-stark debate over what atom is the best and lastly her spy skills.

By now everyone had gotten themselves comfortable on the bed. You were sat against the headboard with wanda on your left and Natasha on your right.

The king bed managed to squeeze all of you in and left ample room for more space.

As Nat continued her story you found yourself listing to one side. Your eyes drifting half shut as the exhaustion rolled over you.

Blinking harshly, you tried to stay awake until a soft hand guided your head to something soft that smelt like strawberries and vanilla.

You decided to forgo fighting sleep for any longer and left yourself drift off.

Natasha grinned at Wanda who was stroking your hair as you laid on her shoulder asleep.

It was an adorable sight and Nat may or may not have taken a photo of all three of you together with you asleep in the middle.

After the two listened to your slightly wheezy breathing and elected to let you sleep for now and to monitor your breathing, Wanda put on a sit-com on the Tv on a low volume as her and Nat settled in.

Over the course of the afternoon Wanda and Nat kept a close eye on you as you slept. Listening to the wheeze in your exhale and making sure it didn’t get worse or require your asthma inhaler.

Once or twice when Wanda checked your temperature with her hand against your forehead you nuzzled into her palm, still sleeping which warmed the witch's heart

You were adorable in her eyes and the glint in Natasha’s said she felt the same way.

At one point your powers began acting up as Wanda wanted to get up for some water and she found herself stuck to you.

She had looked lost and slightly bewildered while Nat giggled and helped her pry you off her.

“Tony says peter does the same thing when he’s sick. They can’t control it.” Nat had explained to Wanda in a hushed and slightly amused whisper so as not to wake you.

Finally at around five in the evening Wanda decided she needed to get up and cook dinner.

As she slid out of bed you began to wiggle a bit, seeking the warmth that had been there moments ago as you had been tucked into her side.

Wanda watched like a deer in headlights to see if you would wake up.

Instead, you simply rolled over and latched onto Natasha leg. Clinging to it like a baby sloth cuddling its mama.

Natasha had looked surprised almost shocked at the turn of events and Wanda hid a giggle behind her hand at Nat’s comical expression before she schooled her features.

It took a lot to surprise Natasha, but you had managed to do it within only knowing her for two days.

Wanda silently slipped out the door as Natasha looked down at you with a peaceful smile.

No longer paying attention to the Tv she was gazing down at you as she gently traced a pattern on your arm.

Despite having only known you for two days, Wanda and Natasha had found themselves almost entranced by you. From the way your nose scrunched up when you smiled to the way it twitched like a bunny before you sneezed.

Peter had kept telling them stories about you and your escapades as spider-man that had often landed him in trouble with Tony.

Wanda and Natasha had found all the walls they had spent years building over their scarred hearts to have melted in the presence of your sunny disposition, even if it was buried under a little sickness at the moment.

Wanda wanted to learn more about you, she always loved stories as a child, but you seemed like the best novel she may ever get the chance to read. And she wanted nothing more than to write the rest of your chapters together. She would be willing to bleed the ink from her own body to write your happily ever after together on the same page. To exist in a world of you and her. To add to the ecosystem that fed her soul. Because she always felt she had room for more un her heart. She had felt love like this before, once before, and it was double as she had laid in the bed with the both of you.

Natasha dreamed of finding someone that felt like home. After so long running from false families and a broken childhood, she wanted nothing more than to curl up and relax with someone that made her feel safe. Someone that made her feel the same way you do when you drink hot chocolate while watching the snow drift down on a winter wonderland. You were the home she was looking for. The way your heart touched hers, reached for her like a magnet was something she rarely felt. Something she had only ever felt once before. With another redhead who lived in the tower.

Wanda finished making dinner at around six. Before calling the team, she plated up three dishes of food and left the kitchen.

Only once she was safely clear and, in the lift, did she tell Jarvis to alert the team for dinner.

When Wanda stepped back into your room the first thing, she noticed was the concern on Natashas face.

Many may see the black widow as a cold heartless woman, yet that was just her persona in front of the cameras.

Sure, she was hard to crack open at first, but it seems she had taken a liking to you almost immediately.

Behind closed doors Natasha was quite a sweet and caring person for those she loved, showing her affection in indirect manners such as little gifts and cracking jokes at just the right time.

As wanda approached the bed she begun to realise why Nat was worried.

Your breathing which they had been monitoring had grown more wheezy.

Nat looked up from where she had been studying your face to look at wanda.

“I wasn’t sure if I should let her sleep or wake her to use her inhaler.” Nat said.

“No, you did the right thing. We have to wake her up for dinner now anyway, so we’ll have her use it now.” Wanda said with a small smile.

“We should also check her temperature and give her some more medicine.” Nat added and wanda agreed with a nod as she placed the dishes down on the desk.

Natasha gently began to rub your arm. “Y/n/n. Y/n/n wake up.” Nat said softly and after a second you batted her hand away drawing a chuckle from Wanda.

“Noooo let me sleep.” You said but Nat wasn’t having it.

You tried to pull the covers over your head but Nat held them down in place on the bed with her foot.

“Would you get up if I told you wanda made dinner?” Nat asked and wanda stifled a chuckle behind her hand as you cracked one eye open.

“Maybe.” You said and wriggled so you were sat against the headboard.

“Good. But before you get dinner its medicine time.” Nat said and you groaned in protest.

“There’s always a catch.” You grumbled and Wanda winked at you.

“For you? Always.” Wanda grinned and you gave her a half-hearted glare.

Natasha pressed your inhaler into your hand, and you simply blinked at her. “I don’t need it.” You said.

“I’m not asking again.” Nat smiled sweetly.

“Technically you didn’t ask the first time.” You said and looked at wanda for backup where she was leaning against the desk with an amused smile.

“Nope.” She said popping the p. “I can hear you wheezing from here bubs. Take it and breath like the rest of us.” She said smugly.

“Whatever.” You pouted and took the inhaler, ignoring them both and looking at a spot on the wall.

When you were done wanda patted your cheek.

“Good.” She said handing you a thermometer you took and dutifully placed under your tongue.

When it beeped Nat’s quick hands beat you to it and stole the device from your lips.

“99.8 it’s gone down.” Nat said with a smile.

“Yay.” You drawled sarcastically.

Before you could even get another word or remark in Wanda placed two tablets into your hand. “Swallow these.” She instructed and pressed a glass of water into your other hand.

You sighed and did as you were told, making both women smile at each other.

As the three of you ate you complemented Wanda’s cooking and savoured the food.

The two women chatted to you about the avengers asking any questions you had. When dinner was done, they could see you fighting to stay awake.

When do I get to meet the team?” You asked over a yawn you directed into your fist.

“Well, we’ll see how you feel in the morning and go from there.” Wanda smiled as she messed around with the pillows. “Get some sleep Y/n.” She smiled and you nodded, too tired to argue.

Settling down you were asleep before they two had left the room.

PART 3

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Peter's Precarious Polyjuice Potion - part 1

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

synopsis: in which you and peter are forced to take extreme lengths to protect your secret relationship with the help of your shape shifting powers

warnings: a little suggestive language, lot's of fluff, lack of impulse control, extreme secrecy

word count: 5.7k

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a/n: Just a quick psa: this is going to be the first of two parts and the second is nearly finished! I tried to make it a one shot, but it was wayyy too long. There are some mentions of Harry Potter, obviously by the title, but no major spoilers and I want to make it very clear that I DO NOT support JK Rowling nor her transphobia. Trans women are women and trans men are men🏳‍⚧! That being said, I have another little surprise in the works that may have something to do with the wizarding world...

If you want to know what it is (and maybe get a sneak peak) comment your favorite character from the series and make a guess as to who you think mine might be. I'll reveal it with the next part of this series.

Thanks and enjoy!

Was there anything better than a chilly winter morning with the one you love most? Absolutely, a chilly winter morning with the one you love most and Harry Potter in the background. That’s all you could think of as your fuzzy sock clad feet padded across the campus floor. 

The festive season’s aroma invaded your senses as you managed to steal the first four films from your father’s extensive DVD collection without being caught, the cover of the first one glinting in the light that flooded in from the wall of windows encasing Avenger’s campus as you admired how young the cast used to look and made your way to your boyfriend’s bedroom.

Suddenly, the usual quiet of the campus in the early morning was disturbed by the sound of footsteps of another Avenger in the distant halls and using your powers you immediately concealed the DVDs into a stack of school notebooks and a folder of overflowing miscellaneous papers as a facade. It wasn’t unusual for you to use your gifts this way.

It was only five years prior during a mission in the Czech Republic that you were introduced to Peter Parker and while everyone had expected the two of you to get along as teens of the same age, no one knew just how close you and Peter really were. The rule had initially started at Stark Tower as a branch off of one of your father’s household rules: no dating superheroes. You thought he would be less strict as your life became centered around them, as did his, but you had no such luck. There was little chance Tony Stark would ever change the rules set for his little girl. So you were left to bend them instead.

While you and Peter seemed like close friends, you only started out as a platonic couple before your relationship escalated faster than either of you could’ve anticipated into something more fulfilling than you could’ve ever hoped for. Peter became your everything. Before you knew it, he was your rock. He was the first person you wanted to share a new dirty joke with or an unlocked childhood memory or even complain to when your father became too restricting. It was so much easier for the both of you to be together during high school. Being a college sophomore made your relationship much more complicated. Especially seeing as Peter stayed close to home at NYU and you left town to attend MIT (your father would never let you go anywhere else).

With campuses that were over a 4 hour drive away from each other, you and Peter only got the occasional three day weekend to spend with each other and that was only when you were able to evade spending time with your dad by making up an excuse as to why you couldn’t come home and held your ground until you had to eventually cave to his demands. The only time you and Peter really got together was during holiday breaks when you two could both be at the campus and sneak around like smitten teenagers all over again. With only three weeks, you were determined not to waste a single second with so little time, even if it meant using your shapeshifting ability to disguise wizard school movies as chemistry homework. What could be suspicious about two close friends sharing notes about stoichiometry?

You felt your heart start back up as Natasha passed you in the hallway instead of your father, shooting you a smile. 

“Morning, y/n.” she greeted pausing to look at your stack of folders with a look of confusion.

“Uhh, good morning.” you croaked, praying that there wasn’t some defect in your ability that allowed her to see a portion of the one of the movies you were disguising. Thankfully, your facade held.

“Homework? Really? This early on a saturday?”

You gulped as you nodded.

“You know me,” you forced a smile. “I’m actually on my way to wake Peter up so we can review together.”

“Good for you,” she nodded, impressed. “Breakfast should be in a couple hours if you two want a break. Try not to get bored!”

“Thanks?” You shrugged before continuing off to where you knew Peter’s room was, conveniently all the way on the other side of the building from your own. Soon enough you were at Peter’s door, turning the knob and entering without knocking, quick to shut it behind you to prevent anyone else from seeing how eager you were to ‘study.’ Surrounded by the comfortable closed walls of privacy, you let your platonic friend disguise fall and set the stack of papers on the edge of Peter’s bed.

Your boyfriend was still tucked beneath the covers, as was expected. You two had made your marathon plans ages ago and after losing several rounds of rock paper scissors, Peter’s room was made the place of the marathon meaning it was your job to wake him up. Overall you thought it best as you were more natural at lying (literally as you were aided by shape shifting powers) and a little more strategic when it came to social interaction and plotting.

You neared the stirring boy, his sleep disrupted by the clatter of the discs and the movement of his bed as you sat down to kiss him.

“Peterrr…” you whispered, hovering above him with an unshakable grin etched upon your face. “Wake up.”

You awoke him by placing a soft kiss on his nose and smiling down on him as he furrowed his eyebrows in aversion. It wasn’t until his eyes fluttered open that he grinned as he saw you and craned his head up to kiss you properly, his lips soft against yours, slipping a hand up from under the covers to cup your cheek.

“Morning.” he greeted, smiling affectionately as he sat up against the wall behind his pillow, pulling you into his lap so that he could kiss you once more. That was until he took a look at what you had brought, books and paper for studying. He cringed, pulling you closer and kicking up his covers in disgust.

“Oo no. I refuse to study on a Saturday. Can’t we save that for the last minute like every other time we’re together?” his lips turned into a sly grin as they neared yours once more.

You laughed as his complaint sparked many memories, most of you both tangled up together out of what started as procrastination, but ended up in unbridled desire that poured out after being built up each time you were away from one another for too long.

“Nice try, Parker. And here I thought we’d have a nice time today. Don’t you remember our plans?”

As you gesture to the folders and notebook on the edge of his bed they instantly shrunk back to their original form. All of a sudden, instead of the obnoxious red notes and blue folders filled with paperwork were the four DVDs with their easily recognizable covers that screamed nostalgia. Peter’s face lit up instantly, a mix of excitement and relief as his morning amnesia faded away. But even still, his seductive grin returned as he slid you further up his lap.

“We can’t start just a teeny bit later?” he teased, his fingers sending chills down your spine as they glided up the sides of your thighs. One of the downsides of how long you two had been together was that Peter knew exactly how to bend you to his will. “I think I’d rather spend our first morning together a little differently.”

He leaned in for another kiss, but instead of meeting your lips in the middle, his mouth was met with your finger as you pulled away and sat next to him, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek before shuffling into his comforter. It was by luck that your Stark genes made you extraordinarily stubborn and resistant to his persistence.

“Maybe later. Right now I am seriously craving a Hogwarts escape,” you lightly pushed Peter towards the DVDs, hinting that he would have to be the one to pop it into the reader. You teased him as he left his bed, grinning wickedly. “Besides, Harry’s wand is way bigger than yours.”

Peter’s head whipped around as the previews started to roll on the flat screen TV behind him that could be found in every resident room on the campus.

“Hey,” he pouted, though there was still enough of a smile left that you were sure he knew you were only kidding. He settled beside you, tucking an arm behind your head so you could rest on him as you normally did when you shared a room. “It’s hard to compete with 11 inches.”

After skipping through each advertisement for movies that had come out over a decade ago and finally selecting the play option on the movie menu, Peter planted a soft kiss on your forehead as the movie finally began and the familiar notes of the main theme played from the speakers.

“I think you should wake me up like this every morning.” he mumbled into your skin.

“I think that would be nice.” you agreed and nuzzled closer into him.

You two spent the entire first movie just like that, two nerds wrapped up in each other so close that you could hear each other's heartbeats, but so involved in the film that you didn’t get distracted by the distant pulsing of them.

“I think I'd make a great chaser.” you confessed during Harry’s first quidditch game.

“No, I think you’ve got it all wrong,” Peter argued. “I’d make a great chaser. You’d definitely be a beater. I mean legally hitting people off of flying brooms in a competitive wizard sport? If that isn’t right up your alley, I don’t know what is.”

“You’re right.” you agreed right before Harry crash landed into the sand, the golden snitch popping out of his mouth.

It was after the first movie that you started feeling peckish and by the way Peter squirmed to change positions every few seconds, you could tell he was feeling the same. Two hours awake without any food was an abnormal event for you and as a result your stomach was growling loudly. As you had other needs to attend to, you excused yourself and offered to grab the two of you something from the kitchen to snack on during the rest of your marathon.

“I’ll get it babe, you can stay in bed.” Peter offered, sitting up with you as you stood from his bed.

“That’s alright,” you assured him, handing him the disc to the second movie and the sleek black remote that controlled the monitor. “I’ve got to go to the bathroom so I’ll grab it on my way back.”

Peter laid back, his hands coming behind his head on the pillow as he eyed you on your way to the door. You smiled at him in confusion, wondering why he was admiring you so when all you were doing was fetching food.

“What?” you questioned, sliding on a sweatshirt over your pajamas.

“Sometimes I can’t believe we’re together,” he admitted. “You’re way too good for me.”

You giggled at his honesty as you moved towards the door.

“Are you still trying to sleep with me?” you teased.

“No,” he admitted, shaking his head adamantly. “...but I’m not opposed to the idea.”

You rolled your eyes playfully as you turned to leave, chuckling to yourself.

“I’ll be back soon. You can save the sweet talk for then.”

Though you couldn’t see his face, you could picture Peter’s smile as you shut the door behind you and meandered to the bathroom closest to the Avenger’s kitchen before starting towards the food.

As promised, the breakfast feast awaiting you smelled gloriously of hot buttered pancakes, sweet maple syrup, and so many other wonderful items. You prepared a lie to explain Peter’s absence as you entered the kitchen and grabbed a plate, when suddenly, the voice of your dad sounded from behind you.

“Ahh, y/n!” he startled you, causing you to drop your plate back on the stack of white porcelain where you had just barely plucked it from.

“Hi dad,” you forced a smile, turning to face him. “What’s going on?”

“I’ve been looking for you. C’mon, it’s family meeting time.” he stated casually. You realized then that the dining hall was eerily empty for a Saturday morning. The weekly buffet was normally packed with superheroes or at least a starving Thor. You furrowed your brows in confusion, never before having heard of any such meeting as you followed after your father.

“Family meeting? What about breakfast?”

“It can wait. I’ve got something we need to discuss.” you dad explained as he opened the tempered glass door to one of the many meeting rooms at the campus which was normally reserved for more professional causes.

“Okay. I’ll get Peter.” 

“No time, come with me. Peter’s not invited to this one.” your father informed you as he grabbed your arm, pulling you with him inside of the meeting room where every chair was already filled by various heroes who also resided at the campus. You gave a small wave to those who cared to acknowledge your arrival and wandered to stand in a corner at the back of the room while your father took up the front. From what you could tell, everyone else was as confused as you were. You pulled out your phone just before it commenced, giving you enough time to shoot Peter a quick text explaining your prolonged absence.

 I might be awhile

That’s fine. Take your time.

You fought the urge to smile at your boyfriend’s message as you slipped your phone into your pocket and looked up to your father who was commanding everyone’s attention.

“Thank you for coming, everyone. Really, I appreciate it.”

You recognize a feminine scoff from the right of the table, Natasha shaking her head, a fearful gesture from your main combat trainer. It was a general rule around the Campus, along with don’t introduce Steve Rodgers to ASMR: don’t get Natasha Romanoff angry unless you want to be dead.

“Cut the bullshit Tony. We’re all too tired and hungry to be here for longer than necessary. Get to the point. Why are we here?”

Others voiced their agreement and Tony put his hands up.

“Fine. I prepared a nice little welcome speech for you all, but I guess I’ll skip to my main point. You’re welcome by the way.”

Natasha rolled her eyes.

“The reason I’ve gathered you here today is to discuss a serious matter concerning one of our youngest recruits who I’ve purposefully made sure is not in attendance - ” he stated as he pressed one of the buttons on the controller to the meeting room monitor, the picture popping up on the screen of a face that was all too familiar to you with tousled brown hair and chocolate eyes. “- Mr. Peter Parker.”

Your heart stopped as you heard your boyfriend's name roll off your fathers lips. From a lifetime of knowing him you were sure whatever he wanted to discuss couldn’t be good. You tried your best to not look so shocked and managed to keep a neutral expression as you mirrored Bucky who did not care for the conversation whatsoever. In fact, his expression resembles that of someone who was desperate to deck someone.

“Ah yes! The Man of Spiders!” Thor called out, quite possibly the only Avenger who seemed to be not in the least bit irritated.

“Yep, that’s the one. Here’s the thing,” Tony began as you braced yourself. “It has been two years since he graduated high school. That means he’s had two whole years of college life to get out there and make some new connections, to be a kid! But instead he comes home late every night and is always so exhausted. He’s working way too hard. So I propose that we help our little spiderling find someone he can lean on and turn to. Someone who can really help him slow down and start to be himself. It’s time we help Peter get a girlfriend.”

Your eyes shot open as his words hit you, you had to force your hands to stay down and try not to react too much. You looked around at the reactions of the others, searching for someone who may agree with you, but much to your disappointment, no one seemed as against it as you were. It seemed the topic of helping Peter made the annoyance of the meeting more tolerable and many Avengers were nodding their heads in agreement. Thor especially as he hollered in his seat in clear support.

“Yes! Wonderful idea! A lady spider! Tis like those Midgardean movies that are so popular around this time of year! What do you call them? Wrong-Cons?”

Everyone looked around in confusion.

“Thor is referring to the movie genre of romantic comedies or rom-coms.” Vision explained. With the confusion cleared others started agreeing more.

“Yes, the boy needs a break,” Wanda concurred. “And I love a good rom-com.”

“He works too hard.” nodded Nat.

Others started muttering to their neighbors how they also agreed as you shook your head in utter disbelief.

You pushed off from your place on the wall, quickly gathering the attention of the others as you joined your dad at the front.

“Are you guys crazy?” you laughed nervously. “Peter doesn’t need a girlfriend! Yes, he can be hard on himself sometimes and I agree he needs a break, but that doesn’t mean you should try and shove something in his life that he has never shown any liking towards.” you explain, trying your best to sound as unsuspecting as possible. 

Here in the crowd of adults, you were only Peter’s best friend and you wished to keep them in the dark for as long as possible, especially considering your father forbid you from growing a closer connection to Peter.

To your surprise, another Avenger stood to back your point as the Winter Soldier himself took on the crowd.

“She’s got a point, Tony.” Bucky agreed.

“Yes! Thank you!” you smiled, gesturing at Bucky a little too excitedly.

“We shouldn’t force the boy into something if there’s no confirmation of his own interest,” the Winter Soldier restated, earning a nod of encouragement from you. “There’s probably a reason he hasn’t gotten a girlfriend and I think we should leave him to discover himself if you know what I mean.”

“No, no that’s not what I meant,” at once you started refuting his claim. “Peter’s not gay, he’s just not interested in dating.”

“So he’s asexual? Is that what it’s called nowadays?” Steve asked, his tiny notebook of modern definitions at the ready as he pulled a pen from the pocket of his flannel pajama bottoms. He too had only just woken up.

“No. I mean yes that is a real and valid sexual identity and some people don’t have a desire to be with someone romantically, but that’s not Peter. He’s interested, just not right now.”

“How can we trust that the Tiny Stark knows what she says of the Man of Spiders?” Thor quirked a brow at your claims. You nearly blew up at him as he asked, glaring at the rest of the room on the edge of insanity from the thought of them shipping off your boyfriend to be with another.

“I’m his best friend, okay?! And I know him better than any of you so I know for a fact that he doesn’t need a girlfriend right now!”

Your father grasped your shoulder gently, a weak attempt at calming you down.

“That was exactly my next point. You’re his best friend and you’re right. You know him way better than any of us.” your father agreed. You gave him a thankful smile, glad to finally have him on your side.

“Thanks, dad-”

“That’s exactly why you’ll be out intel and our connection to Peter in ‘Operation Pair Parker.’ That way he won’t suspect anything.” he interrupted with a proud expression.

You stared at him with wide eyes.

“You already named it!? You’re kidding right? You have to be kidding. You all know this is just unbelievably crazy right?” you asked the crowd.

“I don’t see a reason why not. It’ll be good for the kid to have someone.” Natasha disagreed and by the disapproving looks from the others, you could tell her opinion was shared by the majority.

“Exactly. See everyone gets it and we need you to carry it all out,” your father continued. “I already have a few people in mind that I can pair him with. The only reason to not to would be if you know something we don’t. Peter isn’t seeing anyone, right y/n?” your father eyed you, suspicious of your relentless attitude towards his thought out plan. You knew you couldn’t own up to it, the risk of discovery was much too great, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t anything you could do to shut down Operation Pair Parker.

“Well, I didn’t want to expose Peter since he’s only just barely told me-” you began, hardly believing the words were leaving your lips. “-but he has been seeing someone and I think it’s getting pretty serious.”

“Oh really? And who is this girl?” your father interrogated.

“Or boy.” Bucky added.

“It’s a girl,” you clarified, hurrying to think of exactly you could pin Peter’s secret relationship on without creating too much damage. “Her name is um, MJ!” you exclaimed as the name came to you. It was perfect too as she was one of your best friends and someone Peter could’ve easily hypothetically gotten with ages ago.

“You mean the overwhelmingly unenthusiastic girl that Peter has only ever talked about once?” You could tell by his raised eyebrow and narrowed eyes that Tony didn’t believe you, but there was still time to convince him. And you would do anything to end this scheme.

“Yep,” you gritted your teeth, letting out a fake laugh that you hoped sounded convincing enough. “That’s the one, good old MJ. You know what they say, opposites attract.”

Tony wasn’t fazed as the intensity of his suspecting expression lingered on.

“You sure he isn’t seeing someone he’s closer to? You’re not dating him right?” he questioned, reminding you of the age old rule. Under no circumstance were you and Peter allowed to see each other. No matter how many battles you had fought together nor how many times he had protected you from harm. Not even if the world was on the brink of collapse. Never.

“Yeah, you’re acting pretty suspicious.” Sam chimed in.

“Is something up, y/n?” wondered Nat.

You burst into nervous laughter as you thought of a plausible excuse and your web of lies deepened.

“Oh, you guys are too good. You’ve got me! I have been seeing someone.”

“I knew it! Lady Stark is with the Man of Spiders!” Thor pointed accusingly towards you.

“You did not know that.” argued Wanda as Thor had been the least suspecting of all the Avengers up until your false confession. It didn’t help that he was also the most gullible.

“No! No, no, not Peter,” you scoffed, choking out a laugh. “His name is um… Flash!”

Your face burned red as you realized who’s name had just slipped out of your mouth. Oh why hadn’t you said Ned? At least you actually enjoyed spending time with Ned. But as your father’s face shifted and your lie began to work, you knew it was too late to go back now.

“Flash? You mean that boy who’s been mean to you and Peter since you were kids?” your father knew exactly who he was through years of his name popping up in counseling sessions Tonty provided to help you figure out how to defend yourself in public without using your  powers.

“Yeah. He’s actually really nice once you get to know him and we’ve been together for a little while now.” you tried, changing your voice to match the same doting pitch it took on whenever you talked about Peter.

“Huh,” Tony pondered, but eventually shrugged the confession off as your lies snapped into place. He turned off Peter’s image on the monitor, leaving a blank black square in its place. “Well, in that case, the operation is off.”

“Alright, I guess that means I can go…” you smiled, ready to sneak off to finally grab some breakfast and more hidden moments with your real boyfriend.

“And date night is on!” Tony cheered unexpectedly.

Your eyes widened as your stomach dropped in realization of what you had just done. You and Peter were really in trouble now and it was all because you couldn’t admit the truth.

“Date night?” you repeated uneasily.

“To celebrate my children finding love, I want you both to invite your sweethearts over and we’ll have a big dinner so we can get to know them. Let Peter know he has to invite MJ.” specified your father which could only mean he expected you to invite Flash.

Oh shit. There was no getting out of it now.

“What a splendid idea.” deadpanned Vision who you could’ve sworn knew the truth about you and Peter as his room was next door. You almost glared at the android, but caught yourself.

“Yep, sure thing,” you grimaced, knowing that your lies would soon catch up to you. “And when is this whole thing supposed to be?” you asked, hoping it would be after the break so you and Peter could retreat to your separate schools instead of owning up. By then, you’d probably be able to come up with two break up stories so heart wrenching that the Avengers would understand why you would never want to date again.

“Let’s do tomorrow if we can. The sooner the better.” Tony proclaimed, pulling out his device from his pocket so that he could put the dinner into the following day’s agenda, scheduling it as a mandatory event.

You felt like you were gonna pass out.

“Great! I’ll just go tell Peter then. We’ll be ready!” you fake laughed as you walked off, truly dying inside as the crushing weight of what you had just done hit you.

Once you were out of sight of the Avengers (all of which started voting on what theme your dinner would be), you completely spaced picking up something to eat and sprinted down the hallway to Peter’s room. You stumbled in when you arrived, closing the door behind you and leaning on it, gasping for air from the rush.

“Hey baby,” Peter welcomed you back from his bed, lifting the remote to turn down the TV volume by a couple notches. “I hope you don’t mind, I started the second one, but we can totally rewind if you want…”

Confused by your lack of a reply, Peter looked at you and immediately sat up in bed, ignoring the film with a worry riddled face. The remote fell from his grasp and into the twisted sheets of his bed, never to be found again.

“Are you okay?”

You shook your head as you caught your breath, sliding down the door until you collapsed on the floor.

“No, Peter. Something terrible just happened and it’s all my fault.” you cried and curled to tuck your head into your lap. You weren’t quite to the point of tears, but it was enough distress to alert your boyfriend.

Peter sprung off his bed with a start, swinging his legs to the edge so that he could fully face you, but he was apprehensive about approaching your sullen form.

“Is it your period? Is that why you took so long? I knew I should have come to check on you…”

“No, I’m not on my period and I didn’t spend all that time in the bathroom. This is so much worse than that.” you lifted your head to speak so the words didn’t come out jumbled, but as soon as you had finished, your face returned to your lap.

Peter stood and neared you slowly, placing his hands on your forearms and squeezing you comfortingly as you lifted your head.

“I’m sure it can’t be that bad,” he assured you. “What is it?”

You inhaled deeply before rushing out a summary of the events that had taken place only moments before.

“Long story short, my dad was trying to hook you up with someone because he thinks you're so sad and lonely lately so I tried to get him off your back and now he thinks that you’re dating MJ and I’m dating Flash and we have to invite them to a big dinner with all the Avengers tomorrow.” you sputtered in one breath, gasping by the end.

“WHAT?!” 

“I KNOW!”

“How are we supposed to do that? I mean maybe MJ would agree if she were even in town… maybe, but we can’t invite Flash here!”

“I know!”

“Why didn’t you say Ned?!”

“I don’t know! That’s not the point, Peter. What I’m saying is that we need to come up with something fast.”

“I think we should just tell him.” Peter confessed, not one to share your disregard for the truth. Instead, he imagined a future where he could be more open with his teammates about the love you shared, maybe even rub it into Sam and Bucky’s faces as the three held a long standing rivalry since an opposing battle at a German airport. “Better fess up now.”

“NO! Peter, my dad will KILL US if he finds out we’re together!” you shut down his suggestion, too afraid of the consequences to even contemplate telling the truth. “We’ve got to come up with something better, I can’t let him win this.”

“Ugh, you Starks and your stubbornness.” Peter groaned. While he was well informed of your father’s rule, he didn’t understand why the two of you were so competitive, especially when it came to ethicality.

“I just wished there was a way we could pull it off without inviting either of them.” you pouted, staring off into the distance when the scene playing on the screen caught your eye.

The meeting had lasted so long that while you were gone, Peter had managed to watch up to Harry, Ron, and Hermione’s secret potion escapades in the abandoned girls’ bathroom.

“Add the hairs.” directed Hermione as the golden trio sprinkled the strands into their separate goblets of green sludge, so young in only the second film in the saga.

“You're right,” Peter sighed, his attention turning to the movie at the same time as you. “Things would be so much easier if we were wizards and could make Polyjuice Potion.”

Suddenly an idea popped into your head.

“Peter! That’s it! You’re a genius.” you exclaimed, pulling away from his hold and running across the room to his closet, flipping excitedly through his collection of colored flannels.

“Thanks,” Peter blushed, moving to sit on his bed once more. “Why exactly am I a genius this time?”

Your smile widened as you came upon it, Peter’s darkest flannel that distantly resembled something your dear friend MJ would wear. You pulled it on and discarded the hanger, throwing it haphazardly to another corner of the room as you looked at your boyfriend. You beamed at him as if you had just won the lottery. For a skilled liar, stringing together a new fake story was almost as accomplishing.

“Can I borrow this?” you asked.

“Of course,” Peter obliged. “You know how I feel about you wearing my clothes. Can I just ask why this in particular?”

“We can’t ask MJ or Flash to attend themselves so we’ll just have to become them instead!”

“What do you mean?” Peter asked.

You closed your eyes and concentrated, picturing MJ in your mind and spreading your arms out from your body as the familiar tingling sensation started and your body began to change from the will of your shape shifting powers. Before long, you began to resemble the quiet girl from your school. Your hair grew longer and curled into her familiar pattern as your jawline sharpened and your limbs lengthened until the girl standing in front of Peter was no longer his girlfriend, but the one and only Michelle Jones.

You opened your eyes that now resembled her dark brown ones and smiled at him, something MJ would never do. Peter’s own face lit up as he realized what you meant.

“That’s even better than Polyjuice Potion!” he grinned, watching you nod as you looked yourself top to bottom, satisfied with the extent of your abilities.

“I think we can make this work.” you stated, moving towards Peter who was gazing at you with admiration.

“You just need to master her facial expressions. MJ would never smile that much.”

You closed your eyes again and took a deep breath as you let your smile fade away to capture MJ’s unwavering neutrality.

“That’s perfect.” Peter complimented once you had mastered it. You chuckled out of pride as your usual smile carved back onto your face along with an affectionate look as you glanced at Peter. You leaned into him, lips at the ready to peck his perfect pretty face until you were stopped by his outstretched hands.

“What?” you questioned, unused to being denied by your boyfriend.

“As much as I would love to kiss you right now, you still look like one of our best friends.” Peter explained with reddened cheeks.

“Oh right.”

Quickly, you shook off your disguised form and shifted back into yourself. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you kissed Peter and allowed him to pull you in closer by your waist, his hand sneaking up to meet the skin under his flannel. It seemed at last he would get to have his own rendition of a perfect first morning with you.

After a few moments, he lifted away from your lips with a heavy breath to ask, “Does this mean I have to be Flash?”

You sent him a guilty smile.

“Sorry babe, but we’ve gotta do what we’ve gotta do.”

part two coming soon!

#tom holland x you #tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #peter parker #tom holland fanfiction #peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #polyjuice #polyjuice potion #the avengers #domestic avengers #natasha romanoff #steve rogers #tony stark #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker x stark!daughter #wanda maximoff #bucky barnes #sam wilson #iron man

[steveandnatlover76]

Wanda: Oh, that’s one sexy undercover outfit, even for Natasha!

Yelena: Yeah, for this job Natasha got an entirely new indecent outfit and SHIELD paid for it. Now that‘s brilliant!

Wanda: What‘s brilliant is the effect it‘s having on Steve. Look, he‘s drooling from the mouth. Expect a new niece or nephew soon!

#romanogers #black widow #captain america #natasha romanoff #steve rogers #yelena belova #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #domestic avengers #the avengers #my otp

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Agatha: Darkhold Diaries: Day 704

Agatha: How am I looking? Ready for a duel for unknowable power with ancient beings?”

Y/N: “Only one way to be sure, give us a twirl!”

Agatha: *dramatically spins*

Wanda: “Hold on.” *points to Agatha’s feet* “what. The heck. Are those.”

Agatha: *lifts her robes to reveal a pair of chunky white new balance sneakers* “My fighting shoes?”

Wanda: “YOU WEREN’T WEARING THESE WHEN WE BATTLED?! IT RUINS THE LOOK!”

Agatha: “THE DOCTOR SAID I NEED BETTER ARCH SUPPORT”

#Agatha avoiding the real reason: it makes her taller #oh how I love mundane domestic disputes about powerful supernatural things #wandavision #agatha harkness #house of harkness #agatha all along #hahndavision #house of harkness counter #marvel #wanda maximoff #agatha harkness x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #coven of chaos #coven of chaos counter #incorrect marvel quotes #Darkhold diaries counter #agatha: darkhold diaries #darkhold diaries

[ljlokijinx]

Another Avengers Christmas post:

Peter, texting Ned and MJ : It has been exactly 2 hours since I arrived at the penthouse and this has happened:

- Pepper lost the turkey.

- Tony tried searching for said turkey in the closet. Surprise, he found Steve's bisexual butt in there.

- Tony then continued to search for the turkey in Clint's suitcase. In front of Clint's kids. The suitcase was full of presents for them.

- I learnt how to count to ten in Korean.

- I learnt multiple curses in Russian, German, Gaelic and ASL from Nat, Bucky, Steve and Clint. I can also say "Villain, I have done thy mother" in German.

- I now have a lot of opinions on Polish politics.

- Wanda threw flour at me and then continued to ask me why I was snorting drugs. Fury chose that exact moment to come in.

- Pepper lost the pork for today's dinner.

- Harley drove a LEGO car around with his phone, getting blackmail on the Avengers.

Anyway, I hope you have a nice and peaceful Christmas!

#avengers #avengers funny #avengers incorrect scenarios #avengers incorrect quotes #peter parker #spiderman #domestic avengers #tony stark #iron man #gaelic steven rogers #steve rogers #bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #pepper potts #wanda maximoff #harley keener #clint barton #nick fury #avengers christmas

[delulu-with-wandanat]

No prompt, just Natasha entering their kitchen and seeing Wanda like this.

Wanda: Hey, detka. I was just preparing us chicken for dinner.

Natasha:

Wanda: Tasha?

Natasha: Yes, daddy.

Wanda: What the fuck-

(idek but i saw that pic of Elizabeth Olsen and it just kinda radiates daddy energy)

#source: me mf #natasha romanoff #wandanat #wanda maximoff #natasha #wanda x natasha #wanda #wlw #incorrect wandanat #incorrect quotes #wandanat wives #domestic wandanat #mommy wanda #or should i say #daddy wanda

[whereianonymouslypostfics]

Ambush

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Word count: ~1k

Summary: You and Wanda face the odds

A/N:  I wrote this in 20 minutes.

Warnings: Angst, arguing 

Wanda curses as she rounds the corner to see you lying on the ground motionless. The flashing lights make it hard for her to tell, but you seem to have trouble breathing as you look around you as frantically as possible without moving your head. Wanda looks around her quickly to make sure no one is nearby before she kneels beside you and reaches out for you carefully.

“Y/n, come on. We have to go.”

You groan at the mere idea of going anywhere, of having to get up at all. You’ve been running around trying to shoot but not get shot, and you deserved to collapse on the floor. However, as Wanda tucks her gun under her arm before grabbing you to help you up, you realize you don’t have much of a choice. You’re exhausted and sore but Wanda’s insistent and you are famously bad at refusing your wife in any situation. You try to get your legs to work, but they feel like dead weight and you stumble twice before you manage to right yourself with Wanda’s help. She’s supporting most of your weight as the two of you stumble for cover as gunshots continue to reverberate around the room.

“Do you think you can help me finish this, detka?”

Wanda seriously hopes she wasn’t going to be alone in this. Their opponents were relentless and she could use all the help she could get. She wasn’t sure where the rest of her friends were, but she knew there was no way of calling on them without alerting the enemy. She looks to where you’re leaning heavily against her, and you nod slowly before standing up on your own with a groan of effort. You nod a few times both to hype yourself up and convince your wife that you can be helpful.

“Yeah, sure. What’s the plan, Wands?”

She didn’t have a great one really. Nothing groundbreaking at least. She was just going to need your help to cover her as she looked around for their targets as quietly as possible. The continued sound of shooting wasn’t making pinning down anyone’s location easier, but it was at the very least encouraging you to be as vigilant as possible.

“Just stay behind me, and cover me.”

You nod as you grip the gun in your hands harder in hopes of stilling your shaky hands. You’re sweating and a little lightheaded, but you refuse to let Wanda down. You know your wife’s more cut out for this than you, but having you to worry about certainly isn’t making her feel more confident. She’d always feared having to go through something like this with you. She peers around another corner and sees someone pointing a gun at you both. She pushes you back behind her before ducking out of the way as they start shooting. She curses before turning to you as she waits for them to run out.

“Once they’ve stopped, I’m going to try and shoot them. When I say it’s clear, run to the other end of the room to the door, okay?”

You want to argue but you’re not sure you have a better plan at this point. You just watch as Wanda listens carefully before she’s grabbing her gun and rounding the corner. You watch with an extreme amount of anxiety as she starts shooting at someone before she glances back over at you.

“Go, now!”

You can’t help your split-second hesitation before you run toward the door that Wanda directed you to. You’re almost there when you hear Wanda curse, and you stop in your tracks and turn just in time to see her fall.

“Wanda!”

You see the red that bathes Wanda as she holds herself up against the wall, but you turn too late to see her shooter aiming at you from down the hall.

“Y/n!”

When you’re shot you see the eerie, tell-tale flashing of red lights on your vest that confirm that you too are out of lives. The vibrating starts immediately after and you groan loudly in annoyance as Nat and Yelena start cheering only moments before the lights turn back on.

“Gotcha!”

“We win! Suck it losers!”

You roll your eyes at your friend’s gracious reactions to their victory before you walk over to your wife. She’s huffing in annoyance as well as she starts to take off her still vibrating vest that just serves as a reminder of her failure. She knew it would be a difficult game given the competitive nature and the skill of the sisters, but she’d been hoping to overcome these odds. She sighs as she looks around for the rest of the players who had been eliminated way before this. Steve and Bucky had shot each other almost simultaneously, while Pietro and Kate had shot each other as they ran away.

“Alright, alright. We get it.”

Wanda smiles gratefully when you grab her plastic gun so she can take off the uncomfortable vest. She throws it on the ground before immediately wishing she’d thrown it at her brother as he comes around to gloat as well. As if he contributed to this win at all.

“Maybe next time, sestra!”

You sigh in defeat as you grab Wanda’s things and set them down beside yours as you sit down on one of the makeshift walls. Yelena comes to sit next to you and you shove her when she continues to gloat before she grabs you in a choke hold and gives you a noogie.

“Get off of me! Who taught you that!?”

Yelena laughs at you before she lets you go and watches as you slide away from her. Bucky and Steve just watch amused as you bicker with Yelena as Wanda continues to argue with her brother. Neither of them is surprised that today’s training exercise took this turn, but maybe next time they’ll switch up the teams to improve their odds of being more productive.

“Pietro, you’re pulling my hair!”

Yeah, they’ll definitely switch it up next time.

Masterlist 

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda x you #silver springs #silver springs drabble #silver springs au #imma start writing more domestic shit

[fandomnerd9602]

The cries of your month old baby broke the stillness of the afternoon air. Your wife Wanda immediately jumps to her feet.

“Natalie’s hungry” she states before heading to the nearby crib.

“What do you need, my little witch?” You ask your bride as she picks up your baby girl.

“My favorite pillow” Wanda playfully commands as she bats her eyes at you.

“Yes my queen” you answer back as you take to the couch and open your legs, offering a place for your bride as she sits down between your legs and leans against your chest.

Wanda undoes one of her tank tops straps, exposing her breast and little Natalie, eyes still closed, latches onto it.

Wanda relaxes in your arms as you gently caress your baby with one arm and with the other gently pet your wife’s leg. You can hear little Natalie’s contented little coos as she drinks. You got to admit you were jokingly jealous of your daughter, being able to latch onto Wanda like that.

Wanda gives you a playful smack with her free hand. You forget your wife’s a mind reader.

“Later detka” Wanda smiles, giving you a mischievous wink.

“Well I think Natalie’s got her lunch taken care of,” you joke with your wife, “what do you want?”

“Hmm,” Wanda smiles, “maybe a cheeseburger with a side of you”

“I am quite delicious”

Wanda giggles, “I know. That’s why I love you so much”

You raise Wanda’s free hand and kiss her knuckles.

You’d always be her knight in shining armor and she’d always be your queen. You may not have a castle but your home is a stronghold.

For @aloneodi

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #scarlet witch x reader #domestic Wanda #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximommy #wanda maximilf #wanda my beloved

[qu1nns-cha0s]

Crack fix idea i’m probably going to write soon

Aunt may and Tony Stark co-parent peter a lot, so it’s common for tony to have to take care of him for the day. this has been happening ever since civil war, so tony’s still getting used to taking care of peter.

then, out of the blue, may drops peter off at the tower in a rush. normally tony wouldn’t be worried, he gets having to spend days away for work, but—

“wait, may, i can’t this week—“

but aunt may is already out of the drive way.

and then tony has to explain to a room full of avengers why a 14 year old kid is staying the night at the tower, and he’s totally not related to tony at all, but he has to take care of the kid.

cue the avengers and tony trying to figure out how to take care of a kid together.. but for a whole two weeks. pure chaos.

oh yeah, and for funny, bucky is there as well. he’s probably the only one who knows how to take care of a small kid (because of steve), asides from natasha and clint

#marvel #avengers #irondad and spiderson #somewhat domestic avengers #chaotic avengers #the avengers #peter parker #tony stark #clint barton #bucky barnes #steve rogers #natasha romanoff #thor odinson #bruce banner #aunt may #wanda maximoff #vision #sam wilson #james rhodes

[softlymaximoff]

Forest Witch 🌿🍇

Thenks @themidnightcrimson for a few pics 🥹

#moodboards! #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #scarlet witch #domestic!cottage!Wanda

[batllethinker]

Officer Wanda/Housewife Nat headcanons

Nat is a worried soul, which often meant staying up late waiting for Wanda to come home from work

Whenever Wanda gets hurt on duty, and refuses to go to the hospital, it's Nat who tends to her wounds, and Nat will almost baby her as she does so

Nat is honestly all Wanda needs, she is the embodiment of a perfect housewife, she always knows what Wanda needs and is always so ready for her

Wanda can get very rough and has no problem with using her cuffs on Nat, or her gun, or a knife

Sometimes all Wanda needs is a glass of whiskey (on the rocks) and her wife to give her head, because Nat is a fucking wizard

Wanda also likes it when Nat is on her knees by the door when she comes home

There's nothing more Wanda loves than slipping up behind Nat when she's cooking and slipping her cock into her, and bend her over the kitchen counter if necessary

Wanda loves it when Nat cockwarms her while she's doing paperwork, she loves to thrust up into her just to hear Nats' breath falter.

Nat also gets extra clingy whenever Wanda comes home hurt

#headcanons #wandanat #detective wandas gun #domestic wandanat

[steveandnatlover76]

Wanda: I heard that Natasha is completely into Steve!

Steve listens intensely.

Yelena: Of course, she is. I shouldn’t say that about my own sister, but she often has these sensual dreams about him. It‘s sometimes hard to share a room with her.

Wanda: If only Steve made a move!

Natasha enters, Steve jumps up.

Steve: Oh…hi, Nat! Say…wanna go on a date with me?

Natasha: Oh…sure, Steve. I‘d love to.

Steve *whispering*: And I won’t make you pine anymore. Promise!

Natasha: Huh? …Okay.

Yelena: We should have done that a long time ago.

Wanda: He just needed the right ideas!

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[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

DAY TWENTY: Self Care w/ Wanda Maximoff

a/n: Yes, this takes place in WandaVision, you technically take Vision's place, so are you dead? Maybe? I don't really know, it's not very plot heavy besides Tommy and Billy, but I just wanted you guys to know that this does take place in the WV universe during the suburban era. So, you can interpret this however you would like too. As always, this is x fem plus size!reader!

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This happened every single time you had got done putting Tommy and Billy to bed, Wanda watching you from her your shared one as you did your skin care routine.

"Yes babe?" You asked your wife with a smile, not taking your eyes off of the mirror as you scrubbed the makeup you had worn earlier that day out of your pores. "Nothing, Darling, just admiring." You turned your head, your face still smeared with cleanser. "Would you like to join me?" She raised an eyebrow at you before throwing the covers from over her body, padding over to stand next to you. "So, what do we do first?" You guided her through the steps, dampening her face with water before applying the face wash, massaging in the mixture for her as he cheeks puffed up in a smile, blissful giggles slipping from between her lips.

"Okay, and after we wash this off, were going to put on face masks!" You said excitedly, your wife basking in your enthusiasm as you took turns hunching over the sink, washing off the residue before drying your faces. Your gripped her by her hand, dragging her back to your bed where you sat with your backs to the pillows, Wanda sitting across from you with her legs crossed. Her hair was pulled back, some loose red strands falling over her face, some thin pieces sticking to her sharp jaw due to the water that she had missed with the hand towel.

"Okay, so do you want to be the panda or the cat?" You asked, raising up both items. She looked at the panda then to the cat, before landing on the panda again. "I'll be the panda today." You grinned, tearing open the packaging. "Great choice, hun." The liquid that surrounded the paper leaked onto the pads of your fingers as you leaned forward, making sure the holes lined up to her eyes and lips as she held back a squeal.

"It's cold!" She muttered through weighed down lips. "You'll be able to get your payback, don't worry." You said through a shit eating grin. She was quick to reach for the cat mask, ripping it open and all but smacking it on your face. You shivered at the cold contact, but your body temperature rose at the feeling of her delicate touches, the light pressure of her fingertips delivered comfort to you. You admired her focused expression, the way her lips were pressed together, eyes narrowed as she tried to even out the whiskers.

"You look so cute!" She giggled. You laughed too, a happy smile on your face.

It was so domestic, like everything has been lately, and you hoped that it would never end, ever.

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[inkblot-inc]

Just thinking about Skitch and jeweler!Wanda having a quiet day inside together and Skitch is doing Wanda's nails while delicately holding her and in theirs and they're so happy to do this for Wanda and also so afraid to mess up the nail polish so their eyebrows are thrilled in their highly concentrated cuz they want them to look good for Wanda's next public appearance and Wanda's just looking at skitch with heart eyes because of how seriously they're taking it-

I imagine Wanda gets her nails done at the salon regularly and just- one week. Maybe her schedule is too hectic, or she just doesn't feel like making the trip down, and Skitch offers to do Wanda's nails for her and they can just buy the nail polish, the UV hand light thingy and the other basic stuff for it to use at home.

They definitely don't wind up like her usual style, but Wanda enjoys doing something as innocuous as this with Skitch y'know.

I wouldn't say skitch is a perfectionist and they definitely aren't afraid to mess up when it comes to their own projects at work and things like that, but when it comes to Wanda? They have full-on concentration to get things just right.

Skitch just wants to give their very best and you know that Wanda notices that.

Trust, Wanda's still making her regular appointments because their a nice part of her routine, but every so often she'll switch things up and let Skitch do her nails.

#rough cut diamonds #just domestic tingz #iono they just have my whole heart #like skitch had definitely waited with wanda while she's in the nail salon before #and youtube is free- #but skitch is giving it their best effort with wanda's requests/specifications #they keep it pretty sinple to start with y'know nothing too fancy #but the more comfortable they get doing it the more creative they start getting #and wanda's lowkey swooning because she *knows* skitch doesn't know a damn thing about doing nails prior- #but to take a page out of the jaws au- it's the thought that counts #and practice *does* make perfect #positive reinforcement and all that #anyways they're cute #wanda and skitch time #jeweler!wanda #skitch #wanda maximoff #metalworker!reader #wanda maximoff x reader #rcd.headcanons #ib/skitch #ink.wanda #ib-jc.