#neighbor wanda

[fandomnerd9602]

Unexpected

Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader

Wanda was hyperventilating. Positive. They all read positive. Not one but three positive tests. Wanda didn’t know if she was on cloud nine or scared beyond all possibilities.

You were her neighbor and secret boyfriend. The boys had weekends with their father and Wanda’s ex husband. Luckily the boys were with him today.

Wanda fell for you after the kindness that you showed her and the boys as they were settling in. You loved the boys like they were your own. You played with them whatever they wanted to. You taught them everything that her ex wouldn't. You were more of a loving father for the first year than their birth father. Would that love change now that she was pregnant with your baby?

She had to tell you. It was your baby after all. Wanda's nerves were on edge. What if you didn't want to be a parent? What if you would abandon her? What if you were...all of these negative thoughts filled her mind as she walked out of her house and across the street of her humble little cul-de-sac to your humble abode.

She knocked on your door and gently pushed a couple stray hairs back into place. The familiar bark of a small terrier dog filled the air.

You opened the door and smiled, "hello neighbor"

"HI" she smiled at you, "we need to talk."

You lead her into your living room and began your little ritual you had every time she came over. You went to the kitchen and after a few minutes, you came back with favorite tea. Wanda kept the pregnancy test in her purse, her fingers lightly tapping the faint outline of it thru the fabric lining.

You came back in with a smile and two mugs of tea. "So..." you inquired with a smile, "the boys over at Vis'?"

"Yes" she answered matter of factly

"I-I know we're still learning about us and all" you tried to say, "And I love being with you and the boys. I know it hasn't been long but-"

"I need to tell you something," Wanda stated, she bit her lip. She didn't exactly mean for it to come across so demanding.

"Is everything alright, Wanda?" you set down your mug and gently take her hand.

"Please don't be mad at me" she whispered.

"Why would I-?" you tried to ask only for her to reach into her purse and pull out the positive pregnancy test.

"It's yours" she whispered, trying to hide her face. Maybe it was a bit of shame or maybe embarrassment. "I-I want to keep the baby"

You looked to her in shock. You could feel your eyes blurring from the tears.

"I just hope that you could still love me. and the boys...and our baby" Wanda looked to you, tears forming in her eyes.

"I love you. So much." you whispered before wrapping her in a hug and pulling her in as tight as you could. You could feel an overwhelming sense of joy building in you. "Oh Wanda! A baby?! I'm gonna be a Daddy?!"

Wanda couldn't help but laugh. This was better than any reaction she had thought of. "Yes." she nods passionately before hugging you tight again.

"I wanna be there for you. and our baby. and the boys of course. I know it wasn't planned or anything but I'm just so happy and..." you rambled on. Wanda was so relieved and finding another reason to love you even more.

She silenced you with a kiss. You gently kissed her back before leaning down and kissing her belly.

"Hey baby" you whispered to her still flat belly, "it's Daddy. And I'm already so in love with you"

Wanda gently ran her fingers through your hair. You were just perfect for her. The perfect lover. The perfect father for her third baby. The perfect Dad to her twin boys.

It was all unexpected. But sometimes the best things in life are.

Tags @lifespectator @aloneodi @holiday-house-of-m @family-house-of-m @iamnicodemus @russianredassassin @revanshand @supercorpdanbeau @scarletquake-n7

#marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda maxmoff x y/n #wanda maximoff x male reader #scarlet witch #the scarlet witch #pregnancy #pregnant wanda #neighbors to lovers #neighbor wanda

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Coven of Chaos: Day 439

Agatha: *slaps Y/N’s hand away* “Don’t eat that mushroom, it’s poisonous”

Y/N: “Then why do you grow it?”

Agatha: “…reasons”

Wanda, walking in: “Hey Aggs, Dottie came by to ask if you had those mushrooms you promised her?”

Agatha: *smiles* “Of course!”

Y/N: “You scare me”

Agatha: “What, do you think it’s too much?

#Wanda immediately knows somethings up and that something has to do with mildly poisoning her neighbors #and she’s like NOT AGAIN #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 counter #coven of chaos #incorrect marvel quotes

[lovehealsandlovehurts]

gimme ur filthy thoughts on neighbor!karen!wanda and (new in town) reader

oooh they are SO bad. she’s such a sweet perv. from the moment she saw you she convinced herself she needs to have you. you just moved in and you’re not even thinking about her like that yet!! karen wanda will knock on your door and introduce herself, bring cookies and talk about the town you moved to. she’s so innocent that you let her into your house at any excuse, but when you’re not looking she places cameras there so she could spy on you. she makes sure no one else can have you, she gets possessive of you when you’re with friends but doesn’t let it show, instead she always pretends she needs your help. She looks all sad, coming at your doorstep, saying her car broke down and she needs a ride or the water isn’t working in her house. All lies or things she broke herself just so she could pull you away from people. she would def sneak into your room somehow when you’re asleep, rubbing her panties and dreaming about being able to touch you. she’d think you look so cute and innocent that she couldn’t stop herself. she definitely steals your used panties and goes home with them, all excited and wet, she puts them on and makes herself cum with them on, thinking about you. she steals your clothes so she could fall asleep next to them, because she longs for your smell. when you hang out with her, she’d take cute pictures of you, all so she could rub her clit and finger herself looking at them later. she’s such a smooth liar. she smiles and says “i love taking pictures of my friends, i put them all in a special album at home” and you just let her pull out her camera or phone and do it because she seems so nice. she would definitely get wine drunk with you one day, but she wouldn’t be a light weight so she’d use the opportunity and stick her fingers in you while you’re all groggy and barely know what’s going on. she’d gaslight you into thinking it’s what you want at the moment. “you’re so wet for me, my sweet girl, i know you’d wrap around my cock so perfectly” she smells so good, like vanilla and freshly baked sweets with a mix of a flowery air freshener from her house. you’re so mesmerized by her, by her softness, the taste of her lips, you let her spread your legs and fuck you even though you’re barely awake. karen wanda is such a needy girl, she just wants to stick her strap in you so soo bad.

#neighbor!karen!wanda #ilovehotactresses #answered

[inkblot-inc]

Skitch is the ACNH player that runs around smacking people with their bug catching net while Wanda gives the best gifts ever. Also I could totally see Skitch being like filthy rich in the game cause of all the fish and bugs and being like “hold on baby I got you” and just dropping off a bunch of bells on Wanda’s island and running away to go harass her villagers.

Skitch is deadass a menace with the net 😂

But yeah, Wanda definitely gives s-tier gifts in-game. I think one of the only things Wanda focuses on collecting herself are the nook miles that come with the different achievements, but bells are never an issue with Skitch funding her bell bank account 💀

#rough cut diamonds #wanda and skitch playing acnh #skitch is just runnin around bopping everybody with their net for funsies #they're basically love taps like come on #wanda scolding skitch for terrorizing her neighbors is also on brand #like you're gonna make them wanna leaveeee #but dropping off a bag of bells behind her house usually takes the edge off #skitch doesn't do it too much. just every once in a while #fish is definitely used as a bargaining chip #and it's not that skitch hasn't already caught the fish that's being traded. skitch just thinks they're neat and want extras #wanda and skitch time #jeweler!wanda #skitch #wanda maximoff #metalworker!reader #wanda maximoff x reader #rcd.headcanons #ib/skitch #ink.wanda #ib-jc.

[thetimelordbatgirl]

Okay Fairly Oddparents A New Wish is beyond cute, stop being mean to it, guys.

#i actually really liked that first episode #hazel is such a good main character already #at least unlike vivian from fairly odder she has actual issues that justify cosmo and wanda #let alone they realistic and grounded #and her parents are not shit and do care #let alone i love the concept of the two being weird neighbors who are also hazel's god parents #giving me fairy version of sja a lil lol

[lizziecanrailme]

Drink to Death

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff

Summary: Wanda gets drunk and goes to one of her neighbors.

Warning: mentions of alcohol and bars | vision is mean :( | mentions of abuse | Natasha can cook |

Translation: любимый: Darling

A/N: Suburban AU | Angst, Hurt/Comfort, tiny fluff near the end | This is the longest fix I’ve written |

(Gif does not belong to me)

〈✦〉

Wanda winced as she downed her “last shot”. She doesn’t know how many she’s had. God, she doesn’t even know how long she’s been here. She just needed a break, specifically from her husband, more like ex-husband..Vision.

They seemed like such a perfect couple. But inside the house walls, it was a whole different story.

She’s so tired, tired of the arguments, tired of the hitting, tired of crying to sleep. She didn’t have anywhere to go but the bar. She could’ve gone to her neighbors, Natasha or Agnes. But she didn’t want to bother them with her problems.

She sniffed as she felt tears in her eyes. Why was she crying? Because of vision? The shots? Or maybe both.

She was so clueless at the start. Vision was protective, or that’s what she thought. He was actually controlling, but he convinced her that he only wanted to protect her. Wanda still remembered the very vile moment, that she could never forget.

“Why can’t you just LISTEN to me Wanda?!” Vision shouted. “I am listening to you! But you never listen to ME. You’re always shutting me down about ANYTHING I HAVE TO SAY. You said you were protecting me, but you’re just—just so CONTROLLI—“

Silence. Was all that was heard except the loud smack that echoed in the room. Wanda’s head snapped to the side, her eyes bulging. The sting didn’t hurt for a few seconds until it did, really bad.

Wanda’s breathing started to labor, eyes watering even more. She grabbed her money out the pocket of her jeans, clumsily putting it on the counter. The Bartender watching her looked at her with sympathy. “No need to pay, it’s free honey” she said with a soft voice. Wanda looked at her thankfully, grabbing her money back.

She stumbled out of the bar, almost tripping over the cracks in the sidewalk. Her house wasn’t too far from the bar, but she didn’t wanna go. They would just argue again, and he’d most likely hit her..again.

She said to herself she wasn’t going to burden her neighbors. Especially at 2 in the morning, but it was her only chance. She decided to go to Natasha’s since she didn’t talk to her in a while. She knocked on the brown oak door of Natasha’s house. It was a while until she heard light shuffling and locks unlocking.

Natasha opened the door, her eyes coated with sleep. But her eyes widened when she saw Wanda. Her hair messy, almost like a bird’s nest. Her eyes dilated, red and blotchy. Natasha didn’t bother to ask what she was doing here, she ushered her inside.

The younger girl was obviously drunk. She hasn’t talked to her in a while, but she’s never seen her like this. She figured something must’ve happened with Vision. She always suspected something, everyone else might’ve seen them as the perfect couple. But Natasha has seen their flaws, ever since a few weeks ago, Wanda always seemed so unhappy or scared.

“My god Wanda what happened?” Natasha said in a hushed tone. Wanda didn’t say anything, she just babbled some random nonsense and almost fell to the floor. Natasha quickly caught her, guiding her to the couch. She practically collapsed on it, her eyes closed.

“Hey, Hey, honey I know you’re tired but I need you to atleast tell me what happened.” She tried to pry but Wanda was already knocked out. Natasha sighed but went to the closet and grabbed a blanket, wrapping it around her.

〈✦〉

Wanda’s eyes scrunched as she started to stir awake. She stretched out, groaning as she felt the ache in her head. She smelled the scent of bacon, eggs, and pancakes. A common breakfast that vision used to make for her.

Almost everything reminded her of him. She needed to get the divorce, with some help. While she was thinking, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked up, see Natasha standing above her with water and ibuprofen. She gave a small smile, sitting up with slight difficulty.

She brushed the front of her hair back, eyes still droopy. “Morning” she mumbled, “Good Morning darling” Natasha responded. Wanda’s breath hitched when she heard the nickname. She gulped, a slight blush on her cheeks.

“Here’s medicine for the headache” Natasha said while passing it to her. Natasha already had opened the box and poured the medicine. Wanda drank it like it was a shot, she grimaced at the nasty taste.

“Thank you” she muttered and sent Natasha another smile. She really appreciated the older woman taking care of her. But, she felt these weird butterflies in her stomach while around her. No she couldn’t fall for Natasha, she wasn’t ready for that.

She obviously couldn’t just push these feelings down, but she didn’t wanna announce them. She was planning to get out of a marriage, she couldn’t just immediately jump into another relationship.

“Hey, you okay honey?” Natasha asked from her side. Wanda looked at her and Natasha could see all the emotions in her expression. “I don’t wanna pry, but could you maybe tell me what happened, last night?”

Wanda immediately felt a set of tears building up. She was so vulnerable, it was kinda pathetic. She scooted closer to Natasha, flushing when she felt a warm hand on her thigh.

“I want a divorce with vision” she stated, her accent coming out thick. She tried to not show her accent when she spoke at times. So she expected Natasha’s shocked expression when she spoke. Although she knew that wasn’t the only thing she was shocked about.

“Before you ask, he’s—he’s just complicated and I don’t think it’s working anymore.” Wanda tried to explain although she knew it was a lie. Natasha knew she was lying, “What aren’t you telling me Wanda?” she asked.

“I…” Wanda trailed off, tears starting to slowly fall. Natasha cooed softly, pulling the woman into a hug. Wanda buried her face in her neck, her tears dropping on Natasha’s skin. Natasha rubbed her back, pulling her even closer. Wanda felt a kiss on the side of her head, she sniffed harshly and inhaled a shaky breath.

She pulled away slightly, feeling lowly embarrassed. Her eyes were red, along with her cheeks and nose. She imagined she looked like a tomato. “Are you ready to tell, or do you need more time?” Natasha asked softly.

“No-no I’m ready” she stated with another sniff. “Vision, he is very protective, he always told me that. But when I found out he was actually controlling, he tried to manipulate me into thinking he wasn’t. Then we had an argument and he…he—“ Wanda’s breathing start to labor.

Natasha already had an idea of what he did. She felt so angry, no furious. She can’t believe he’d do such a thing to the most precious person she’s met. All she could do was comfort the poor dear for now.

“You can stay over here for as long as you need любимый.” Wanda looked at her shocked, “Really” she asked with hesitation. “Really” Natasha stated, a smile present on her lips.

〈✦〉

A/N: Natasha gon’ beat Vision robo ass

#natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #wanda x natasha #wandanat fic #fluff #drunk Wanda #Nat takes care of a VERY drunk Wanda #tw abuse #suburban au #probably the most longest fic I’ve written #Natasha is Wanda’s lesbian neighbor #black widow

[maximoffslilwitchintraining]

Everything is not what it seems part 1

Paring: Reader x Wanda

warnings: smutish, pervy wanda, cameras/voyeurism, maipulation, alcohol, mind control, wanda has a dick

Summary: You move into a beautiful neighborhood, but everything is not what it seems, including your next door neighbor.

You thought it quite unfortunate that your first meeting with this woman was you drenched in sweat as you carry one box after another into your new home. They weren’t all that heavy but frankly, you weren’t too strong and the heat of a mid-afternoon in late July was not for the weak. She waved as she walked towards the fence, to your surprise the woman climbed over offering you a hand. Wanda was the name of your next-door neighbor. She was a sweet woman, nothing especially strange about her. 

Of course, she was gorgeous, with green eyes, ginger hair and an inviting smile. Her smile was the first thing you noticed. You made a joke, not a funny one, not in the slightest, but she laughed. Her nose scrunched up, and small lines and dimples framed her smile perfectly and gave it life. You found yourself smiling just because she was. You had no connection to this woman at all, she was just one of those people that you immediately felt like you knew. Other than her beauty,  she seemed very ordinary. She was the first to welcome you. She’d have a small talk over the fence and gives you gardening tips. Telling you to be a little wiser about when you watered your roses. Yeah, sometimes it did sound like lectures, especially when she got into how the kind of soil mattered and how since it was more sandy it needed water more often. Yeah, you remembered what she said most of the time. She seemed to take it all very seriously. It was somewhat amusing. Although you didn’t love being scolded, she was sweet to you the rest of the time. She had a way of making you feel so very comfortable, there was a sense of peace when she was around. She was soft-spoken and never had she said a bad word about anyone. This made it extra jarring when her voice was no longer so soft. Her voice could grow cold and sharp, yet she never changed the volume in which she spoke in. 

You could put up with her smart-ass comments, really wasn’t that big of a deal after all. It was her only odd trait, and people are allowed those, hell you were probably worse. Well, she would also come over a lot, first maybe once a week needing your help to fix something at her house. It was all fine, you enjoyed her company even if she mostly stood and watched you while you took a look at her freezer, changed a light bulb, helped her fish out her cat from behind a drawer and much more. Now you weren’t dumb and neither was Wanda, she could’ve done these things herself, you were sure. This became more clear as her need for help became more and more frequent. Was she doing it all on purpose, did this mean she put the cat there in all those strange crooks and crannies, or did Wanda's cat just have a strong liking for getting stuck and lost in strange places? You tried to not think of it too much. I mean what’s wrong with just wanting some company? 

Maybe there was that one time she had been sitting on your couch and you had noticed a suspicious-looking bulge grow between her legs. The many times she got “lost” on her way to the bathroom and instead found herself in your bedroom among other places, were perhaps too many.

Then there were many things missing from your house, mostly small things. A picture of you and a friend at the beach, a couple of panties, a key and the occasional thing moved around. I mean your house could just be haunted. You were very concerned of course. Especially about the key. You assumed you’d dropped it somewhere, but you had called a locksmith and they were coming over to change the locks today so that eased your mind. Besides, you were probably imagining the other stuff. Regardless if someone had broken into your home, no part of your mind went to the sweet woman next door. That’s why when your sister called telling you she needed you to pick her up, her car had broken down on the road, you saw no issue in asking your neighbour to let the locksmith in for you as well as showing him all the doors and holding on to the keys for you. She smiled that smile of hers, happy to help and you thanked her endlessly. 

It took you a whole hour and a half before you reached her. It was mostly dirt roads and dried-up landscape, a rare green tree here and there, but most of it would still render a fire risk. You let the windows down, keeping them there even on the bigger roads. The loud sound of the air around the car swooshing, boomed in your ears, leaving you half-deaf by the time you arrive.

Your sister looked more than exhausted by the time she climbed into your car, having stood in the heat for longer than what was healthy. 

“Jesus, what took so long?!” She turned up the AC. 

“You’re welcome.” I slapped her hand away as she tried to change the music.

“Thank you.” She said in a tired voice rolling her eyes.

“Alright let’s get going. I want to get home before dark.” You had only driven for 30 minutes before you were begged to stop at a gas station. You had reluctantly pulled over, as she claimed she’d have an accident if you didn’t let her find a restroom. It took forever, well maybe it was 15 minutes, but you had started getting anxious about the way you’d left things at home. You should feel calm now, the locks were changed, but you were still anxious. You had installed cameras within the first week of living there. It sounded crazy, but you felt like you were being watched right from the beginning. That feeling you get walking home alone late in the night tickles the back of your neck while simultaneously threatening that the onlooker could be anywhere, the darkens hiding even the closest threat. That feeling was with you most days, that something was near, yet hid in broad daylight. Your sister had called you paranoid, maybe she was right.

You checked your phone. The front door all seemed fine, the living room just as you left it, the kitchen untouched minus a glass left on the counter, you assumed Wanda had helped herself or maybe offered some to the locksmith, regardless nothing unusual. You were paranoid, you thought getting ready to put down the phone when the picture changed to the upstairs hall. At the end of the hall was the bathroom, and the camera was placed just above the stairs, which means it faced your bedroom. You hadn’t been happy about this really. It was a good place, you got a great wide view from there, but you always made sure to close your bedroom door though, not liking the idea of it being pointed at you. However, that door was open and there was a person in your bed. You should panic right now, but all you could focus on was that you were right. Someone was in your house, moving things watching… Now you want to know who. Thankfully the cameras had a zoom function. As you got a better look at the face of the intruder, confusion spread over your face, it was Wanda. You sat blinking for a bit, thinking you must be wrong. But she didn’t go away. That was one on your bed. There must be an explanation you needed one, so you found one. She was worried, she had stayed at the house waiting for you to return, of course. To give you your key. That made sense. She got tired, of course. But why not the couch? What would make someone think it was okay to lay in someone else's bed without consent? You tried hard to justify that. She must have been exhausted, she even fell asleep. Wait, no. She’s not asleep. She’s moving. Mostly her lower body. It takes a second before you dare zoom out as her movement gets more erratic. From her face alone you have a pretty good guess at what she’s doing. And your suspicions are confirmed as your eyes move down to Wanda's hand that is moving up and down her length. Her cock is covered by something though. It takes you a few seconds to realize those are your panties. The ones that went missing. Now in her hand slowly about to have Wanda spill her cum into them. You involuntarily squeeze your thighs together. She was jerking off into your panties and it turned you on. You watched a bit longer. Disgusted by yourself at the excitement you felt waiting for her to come, wishing you could hear it. Your sister ripped open the door causing you to quickly turn it off. 

“Jesus why so jumpy?” You didn’t answer just fell into silence as you drove her home. You couldn’t go to your house. Not after what you watched. Should you call the police, probably yeah. Instead, you stay over at your sister's, pretending you were too tired to drive the last bit. She gave you suspicious looks but was too tired to question it.

Y/N: hey Wanda. Thank you for the help. I’ll be staying with my sister for the night, I hope you didn’t wait up. 

Wanda: No worries, you’ll make it up to me. x  

You didn’t respond to that. Dear God, what were you to do? Just act like nothing the woman had been creeping around your house for god knows how long and you just caught her masturbating in your bed. You should call the police, and tell your sister, but some sick part of you was curious, or maybe just dumb and horny. It’s wrong you repeated over and over, but every time you closed your eyes you saw her. Stroking herself, twitching hips and you let yourself wonder, what if it was your hand around her cock.

You turned over on the couch grunting. Sitting up to stretch your sore back out. You sat there staring at the floor for a bit as yesterday came back to you. 

Within minutes you were out the door. You send a quick text as you get in the car, telling your sister you had to run.

Soon you were parked outside your house. Was she in there? Should you text her? A warning so as to not catch her red-handed. Or did you want to catch her snooping around your stuff, what would she do? It was very early in the morning she can’t be in there you decide or maybe this is exactly the hour she’d be in there assuming you’d be gone. You stopped dwelling on it and walked up to your house. 

“Fuck the keys. “ You muttered to yourself.

“Wow, since when are you a morning person?” You froze, had she been waiting? I suppose it’s good she’s coming from her own house at least.

“Hi.” You sounded very nervous, she noticed of course.

“Well,” She took a few steps forward towards you and you could feel your heartbeat speed up, you held your breath. “I just came to give you...  these.” She smiled, her voice low as she held out her closed fist. Her hand opened and there were your keys, you let out a small sigh. Of course, it was the keys, you try to pull yourself together. You reached for the keys,  your hands trembled as you tried to not notice how soft her skin was. 

“Are you alright honey?” Wanda's hand came to grab yours, capturing it between hers. Her grip was soft and soothing, stroking your hand with her thumb. It calmed you down. It shouldn’t have, but it did.

“Yeah, I’m sorry.” You sigh letting your head sink, avoiding her eyes but staying close.

“No need for sorry sweetheart. It’s been a stressful 24 hours for you anyone would be, jumpy.“ She moved closer. You kept your eyes on the ground until her hand found itself on your cheek, forcing your gaze up to meet her eyes.

“Did no one ever tell you it’s rude to not look at a person when they speak to you?” Your cheeks burned, from the soft touch and intense green eyes staring into yours. 

“I suppose when your sweet like that, you can get away with a lot of stuff.“ She smiled at you, examining your face. It was too much, you couldn’t feel like this, but you were unable to look away. 

“However I only have so much patience, so you better choose your actions wisely.” Her hand brushed away some hair from your face, then twisted a strand and let it slip through her index and middle finger. As your hair slipped away from Wanda so did she, out into the dimness of the early morning. You simply stood there in shock, watching her walk away.

#wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda x y/n #neighbor!Wanda

[imdoingsortagay]

Liz, what's your favorite fanfic that you've written this year?

My baker Wanda au thanks to @whelpimhere giving me the idea to 🥺🥺🥺🫶🫶🫶 it’s THE best

Non mcu is my villanelle x eve fic on ao3 based on you guessed it ( probably not ) a harry styles song

#asks #mariahillslittlepuppy #liz celebrates #no but #baker Wanda #smut is good #but setting up neighbor Nat is a close second

[wandaslamb]

me @ all of y’all who keep putting sad nat things on my tl IM GONNA FCKING BITE YAWL OMG LET ME HAVE MY HAPPY NAT HEAD CANNONS PLS

#i’m gonna actually cry #natasha and wanda are living happily in westview currently they are baking cupcakes for the neighbor bake sale #luna’s headcannons #luna’s life in westview 😌

[differentcentury]

YOU DIDN’T THINK YOU WERE THE ONLY MAGICAL GIRL IN TOWN，DID YOU? / self.

I TAKE POWER FROM THE UNDESERVING，IT’S KINDA MY THING. / musings.

I ACTUALLY DID BITE A KID ONCE. / about.

FILMED BEFORE A LIVE STUDIO AUDIENCE! / v1.

I DID NOT BREAK YOUR RULES. THEY SIMPLY BENT TO MY POWER./ v2.

THE NOSY NEIGHBOR. / v3.

MULTIVERSE OF MADNESS. / v4.

THERE WILL ALWAYS BE TORCHES & PITCHFORKS FOR LADIES LIKE US. / agatha + wanda.

IT IS YOUR DESTINY TO DESTROY THE WORLD. / wanda.

#YOU DIDN’T THINK YOU WERE THE ONLY MAGICAL GIRL IN TOWN，DID YOU? / self. #I TAKE POWER FROM THE UNDESERVING，IT’S KINDA MY THING. / musings. #I ACTUALLY DID BITE A KID ONCE. / about. #FILMED BEFORE A LIVE STUDIO AUDIENCE! / v1. #I DID NOT BREAK YOUR RULES. THEY SIMPLY BENT TO MY POWER./ v2. #THE NOSY NEIGHBOR. / v3. #MULTIVERSE OF MADNESS. / v4. #THERE WILL ALWAYS BE TORCHES & PITCHFORKS FOR LADIES LIKE US. / agatha + wanda. #IT IS YOUR DESTINY TO DESTROY THE WORLD. / wanda. #SHUT UP ANNA-BELLE. / ooc. #ASKBOX. / memes. #tag dump

[ellastone-olsen]

Make her happy-Wanda Maximoff

★Pairing: StepMom! Wanda x f!reader

Summary: one day your father brings home a new woman, and then that woman brings you home. drunk. and you're in love with her.

★Warning: NSFW 18+, stepcest, age gap (all legal), mommy kink, praise kink, masturbation, smoking, alcohol, forbidden relationship, mentions of violence, little fluff at the end off course

★Word count: 3k

★AN: there are a few set expressions that are in my native language, but I don’t know how it sounds in English, so I translated it verbatim

There was a crowd of people around. A lot of young people like you, who came here with the same goals: to drink, have fun, maybe find someone for the night, as is usually the case. You never needed a lot of alcohol to start feeling drunk, and after a bottle of beer you were already in high spirits and holding the second one in your hands. Your friends went into pairs and danced together, you looked around: some were kissing as if they were ready to eat each other, some were simply jumping in the music like you, some had already begun to go to separate rooms or to their homes for more private relationships . As always, the student party smelled of alcohol and debauchery. A girl was dancing across from you; you were clearly having fun, even if you didn’t know each other’s names.

You've always had a taste for older women, so it wasn't a surprise when you realized you liked your stepmom. Your parents divorced when you were 11 and immediately after that your mother left for oblivion in another city. At first, out of childish naivety, you tried to call her or write, but as you got older, you realized that your life was no longer her concern. When this realization came to you, there was an unpleasant pang somewhere in your heart; for the first time you realized that there was no such person who didn’t care about you. Even your father, with whom you stayed to live in your hometown, seemed in no hurry to provide you with parental support and care, you just saw each other at home, as if you were neighbors, but were not close. And then Wanda appeared.

Your father chose not to tell the details of their acquaintance and at first, of course, did not bring her to your house. You just knew that somewhere out there there was another woman named Wanda, who, according to your father, was a real angel and you would definitely make friends with her. Of course, you were overcome by skepticism about this. He said this about Jessica and about Emma and about... and you no longer remembered the names of all his ex-women with whom he tried to start an affair after your mother left. Generally speaking, you didn't expect anything. But when their relationship (as your father thought) reached a new level, Wanda showed up at your house. You were a little over 19 at that time and you were studying at college not far from home, God knows why, but you didn’t want to go somewhere else to a life full of uncertainty and doubt. Of course, the factor that living with your father was easier financially and domestically also played a role; you knew that your small salary as a salesperson and an even more meager stipend would not be enough for the same comfortable life as you had now.

As you walked out of your room to the sound of the door opening and two people talking, Wanda greeted you with the most beautiful smile you had ever seen. You just stood there in your pajamas and stupid bunny slippers and stared unblinkingly at the woman with the big green eyes. The thought “what someone like Wanda saw in your father” even flashed through your head, even if it was wrong to think so. From that day on, the woman became a frequent guest in your home, and gradually in your thoughts.

One day, walking past a room that belonged to your father, who was not at home at that moment, you looked into a small gap from the door that was not completely closed and stood in place, as if stuck to the floor. Wanda stood with her back to the door and pulled the straps of a lacy black frameless bra over her shoulders. In the mirror that was a little to the side, you saw the reflection of her full breasts, the barely visible outlines of her nipples and her soft, toned stomach. You knew that you shouldn’t do this, at least for reasons of personal space, and at most for moral reasons, but you couldn’t help yourself, this sight fascinated you so much. Your mouth watered and your breath caught in your throat as you watched the woman who was your stepmom. When Wanda started to turn around to take a red knitted sweater from the bed, you jumped away from the door as if struck by an electric shock and quickly went to the kitchen, turning on the kettle and carefully pretending to choose between several types of coffee. A minute later, the older woman joined you, making her presence known with her hands sliding softly over your waist. Of course, your trembling at this action did not escape her attention.

In the end, Wanda finally settled in your house and with each passing month her presence drove you more and more crazy. It seemed like she deliberately didn’t close the door all the way when she went to change clothes or take a shower, putting on a little show for you. Her touches, which were unusual for you, gave you goosebumps, but due to the lack of warm relationships in the family, you thought that all “parents” do this: they hug you from behind and leave soft kisses at the base of your neck. One small incident became the point of no return for you personally.

You have never been a morning person, if in the morning and during the day all you dreamed of was a sound sleep, invariably with the onset of night a small hyperactive motor would start up inside, but perhaps your insomnia was also to blame. The clock showed 2:34 when your eyes scanned the Tik Tok feed and you giggled at stupid videos with animals, before having managed to take turns drawing, then reading, and so on in a circle. The apartment was quiet, only the sound of the clock ticking away the seconds, disturbing the peace of the heated spring air. You took off your massive headphones and pressed the off button when you heard some strange sounds somewhere behind the wall in the back where your father's room was and... oh. You held your breath and listened more closely, but there was no need because Wanda didn’t seem to be trying very hard to control herself. Every second, the woman’s screams of pleasure were muffled to your ears and an insistent pulsation settled between your thighs. With every sound coming from her mouth, a hot wave appears in the bottom of your stomach and the desire to relieve it was driving you crazy. Then for the first time you did THIS with thoughts about your stepmom.

The hand pulled the pajama pants down your legs along with ruined panties. When you pushed two fingers inside, your pussy was already wet and ready for invasion. You focused your mind on the image of the woman behind the wall and your own moans were drowned in the pillow. You imagined how her hips were rolling now, how her breasts were bouncing, her soft tender skin, in your mind there was only Wanda.

You look in prostration at the boiling kettle when a familiar hand strokes your lower back. "Good morning, my dear." You don't look at her, cheeks turning red from the events of this night. "Good morning." You drink your coffee in silence, you avoid her gaze. The click of a lighter breaks the ringing emptiness between you. A woman lights a cigarette and the smell of tobacco reaches you; a hand with a red manicure hands you a pack. It’s not that you hid your bad habits, but you didn’t allow yourself to do it in front of your father. A sigh leaves your lips and you take one, Wanda strikes the lighter and brings the fire to the tip of the cigarette between your lips. Nicotine hits your head and everyone is dizzy from harmful pleasure. "How did you sleep?" She asks as if she's mocking you. Only now did you notice that she was wearing a light night dress, which did not hide her breasts too much. You try your best not to look there, your gaze runs from her face to her chest several times and she sees it perfectly. “Like dead.”

The party was in full swing, the second bottle of beer was finished and thrown into the trash. It was your friend's friend's house or something like that. You stood in the kitchen and poured yourself some water, hoping that there would be lemon in the refrigerator. Someone’s arms wrapped around your waist from behind and you were scared because the body pressed against your back was clearly taller and larger than you. “Baby, do you want to go upstairs?” You immediately disentangled yourself from the unwanted hug and looked at the guy you saw a couple of times in college, but didn’t even know his name or what year he was in. “Who are you anyway?!” He made another attempt to come closer, but you had already jumped away towards the living room with a crowd of people. “Come on, don’t pretend, that’s how you look at me in college.” You were confused. “What are you talking about? I don't even know who the hell you are." You turned and started to leave, but his strong hand grabbed you, holding you in place. “No, I didn’t finish.” His grip was strong and you had already imagined all the worst possible scenarios, but like a blessing from above, your friend appeared. “Dude, haven’t you mixed up anything? Do you want us to go out now and I’ll put your brains back in place a couple of times?” You were immediately free. The guy raised his hands in surrender. “Okay okay, take it easy man.” He retreated as quickly as he appeared. You were shaking a little from the situation and you immediately took out your phone, finding Wanda’s contact.

“Y/N how are you? I don’t know who called him here, do you want to go outside?” You shook your head in reluctance. “Everything is okay, I’m drunk and I’ll probably go home. Wanda will pick me up." Your father was not in the city; in truth, he began to go on business trips too often, which aroused certain suspicions. Wanda saw this too and began to understand where everything was going. The answer came immediately, as if she had been waiting for this message. “I’ll be there in 20 minutes.” Her text message said.

After saying goodbye to your friends in the driveway, you got into Wanda's red Volvo, where the woman interrogate you about what had happened. “What an asshole.” You were already at home in the kitchen and the woman was swearing under her breath while she made you both hot tea. She changed into her home clothes, back into one of her light night dresses. Your alcohol-fogged brain was screaming to touch her. You watched her body move under the thin silk fabric and legs themselves carried you in the right direction. Wanda was stirring sugar in her tea when your arms grabbed hers and you pressed your body against her back, burying your face in her hair, inhaling the aroma of shampoo. The woman mentally smiled at your gesture of tenderness. "What is a cute girl?" She reached out her hand and slide it in your disheveled hair, slightly pulling back the tufts of hair. The little whine escaped you and you pressed yourself closer to her, as if you were trying to become one with her. “You smell like beer and cigarettes Y/N.” Well, it was a statement of fact, so it’s not offensive. You nuzzled her neck and Wanda turned in your arms. Now was, if not ideal, then a great moment to lay all the cards on the table. “How dare this bastard touch what’s mine.” She whispered it on your lips and your heart sank. “Wanda...you...” The words died between your lips as the older woman pulled you into a kiss. Out of shock, you didn’t immediately answer her, but quickly relaxed and attacked her lips, pressing the woman into the kitchen counter.

“Wanda...I...” You tried to convey your thoughts about your feelings for her between kisses. “Hush, pretty girl...I know everything.” You stopped and looked at her with wide eyes. The older woman laughed and took your face in her hands. “Did you really think that I wouldn’t notice anything? Oh what a sweet little thing." Everything seemed too good a dream, the woman was about to take you to her room, but you stood on the threshold, refusing to go there. “No, come to me.” You clearly didn't like the idea of ​​doing this with Wanda in the bed where she slept with your father. Then you remembered who she is to you and how you both act towards him. “Wait, but my father...You are his wife.” “And it only started to bother you now? Oh don't worry about it baby, he's been cheating on me for a long time and I want to file for divorce. Just don’t tell him.” She winked and closed your bedroom door behind her. She didn't seem upset about it.

Wanda was lying on your big soft bed, surrounded by plush animals, her housedress riding up to her hips and it was too good to be true. It seemed that you would wake up and everything would be over. You didn't care about taking off your dirty street clothes, all that mattered now was the woman underneath you. “Come on baby, make mommy happy, make me cum.” The title that Wanda gave herself completely drove you insane and you tore the silk from her body, leaving only panties decorated with lace. Even though you were on top, Wanda controlled the situation. Her skillful hands and voice guided you on how to do better.

Your knee put pressure between the older woman's thighs, which you held with your hands so tightly that they would leave bruises later. Her skin was as soft as you imagined and Wanda held your hair and guided you to her breasts, encouraging you to play with her nipples. You were ready to suffocate between her breasts, you liked them so much. Your lips wrapped around her nipple and grip on your hair tightened. “That's such a good girl, now give me your hand.” She guided you between your legs where underwear was soaked with arousal. When your finger brushed over her swollen clit, she flexed and grabbed your hair tighter. “You’re so wet, I need to try it, can I?” You whined, desperate to please.

She was completely naked in front of you and your mouth was watering at the sight. “You are even more beautiful than I imagined.” Your lips peppered her stomach with small kisses. “Did you imagine me naked, baby? Mmm I bet you were touching yourself when you thought about it.” She again directed your head, but this time to her pulsating center, and before diving between her folds, you decided to add fuel to the fire. “To be honest, I heard you scream while you were fucking with my father and while listening I touched myself right here on this bed.” You said this and your lips wrapped around her swollen bud, causing Wanda to arch her back. She squeezed around nothing and you put three fingers into her at once, twist them so that each time they hit her sensitive spot. "Yes Yes! That’s my good girl, you make mommy feel so good!” She screamed into the emptiness of the apartment and fidgeted all over your face. You pounded into her at a fast pace and added a fourth finger. After a few minutes, her walls began to tighten around you and she came, squeezing your head with her thighs as if she were going to crush you.

When she relaxed, you rose to her lips and brought you together. “Did I do good mommy?” You whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe. "Yeah baby." You lay under her side playing with her tits, sometimes kissing her shoulder. The woman stroked your cheek and lifted your face, urging you to look into her eyes. "Do you want to be with me?" The question took you by surprise and you remained silent. Wanda took this as a refusal and turned to the other side, covering her naked body with a blanket. "I understand." It came muffled from her. The last thing you wanted to do was upset her, especially since you wanted to be her girlfriend more than anything.

You got up from the bed and the older woman thought that you were leaving, but you walked around the bed and sat down in front of her so that you could see her face. "Yes, I want to be with you. I think I love you Wanda." After these words, she crawled out of her homemade cocoon and extended her hands to you. You crawled into her arms.

"What will happen next?" Your question hung in the air. More than anything, you hated uncertainty. Wanda turned to look at you. “I will divorce with your father and move into my old apartment. We can see each other without hiding it, he’s unlikely to mind.” You nodded but remained silent, encouraging her to continue. “I don’t think he should know about our new type of relationship, of course, but that’s just for him.” You nodded again. It was like something self-explanatory. In your dreams, you had already moved into Wanda’s apartment, but you didn’t tell her.

"So what is next?" A grin settled on her face. “And then baby, I’d like to think about your satisfaction.” She said as she pulled your clothes off.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda fanfic #wanda maximoff imagine #wandanat #wandanat x reader #wanda x you #wanda maximoff smut #wanda x reader #mommy wanda #wanda marvel

[yelenasdiary]

Would you be open to write a smutty smut fic with (neighbor!)Wanda x reader where Wanda calls Reader at night and tell them she needs a babysitter for the kids buuuut in reality she just wants reader alone (the kids are not at home). Wanda being overall a bit dark and manipulative. Any kinks you want but would like it veryvery much if you included some lactation kink 🤭🤭🤭

https://www.tumblr.com/yelenasdiary/718652810829398016/requests-are-open-for-24-hours-only-for-smut

My Little Helper

Pairing: Neighbour! Wanda Maximoff x Babysitter! Reader.

Summary: It’s Christmas Eve, you’re getting some last-minute baking done and neighbour, Wanda, was the last person you expected to be calling for a favour.

Translations:: (from Slovak): dieťa (baby), mamina (mommy), miláčik (darling)

Warnings:18+ ONLY! Minors & Men DNI!! Smut, Dom! Wanda, Sub! Reader, Manipulation, Oral (Both Receiving), Fingering (Reader Receiving), Lactation Kink, Mommy Kink, Pussy Slapping??, Legal Age Gap, Language Warning, Mentions of Drinking | 2.3K

AC:Thank you for sending this, I hope you enjoy it! X

Holiday Special Masterlist

"Rockin' around the Christmas tree, have a happy holiday…"

The Christmas classic played softly in the background while you were decorating some Christmas cookies to take to your parents' house tomorrow morning for a long, long day of celebrating, laughing and plenty of food. You couldn't help but hum along to the song not even realizing you were gently swaying your hips to the music. 

"Everyone dancin' merrily, in the new old-fash-"

Your phone stopped the music, your ringtone now blaring through your Bluetooth speaker. Shifting your eyes from the snowman shaped cookie to your phone, you frowned slightly with confusion when you saw the name 'Wanda Maximoff' trying to call you. Quickly, you brushed your hands on your red apron with reindeer printed all over it and swiped 'answer' before putting the device to your ear. 

"Hello?" You answered. 

"Y/n, Hi, it's Wanda from next door!" The Sokovian replied with a cheerful tone with a hint of stress. 

"Hey Wanda, is everything okay?" You asked before dipping your index finger into the bowl of icing. 

"I hate to be a bother, especially since its Christmas Eve but I have stupidly forgot one of the twins Santa gifts! I have called the store and they said they had one of the remote-control cars left in stock and are going to put it aside for me. I was just wondering if you'd be able to come sit with the boys while I duck out to pick up the toy before the store closes? They're asleep, so they won't be an issue" your neighbor explained. 

You'd been babysitting Tommy and Billie since you moved in next door. You needed the extra cash and Wanda needed the extra help since her and her ex-husband, Vision, got divorced. 

"Of course, just give me 5-10 minutes and I'll pop right over" you replied with a soft smile to yourself. 

"You're an angel! Thank you love!" Wanda said before hanging up the phone. 

Moments later you were greeted by the warm smile of your neighbor as she opened the door. "Come in, come in" she gestured with her hand. You returned the smile as you stepped into her living room, she closed the door behind you, but you couldn't help but notice a certain silence in the home. Your eyes landed on the coffee table, evidence of a bottle of red and an empty glass with lipstick stains around the rim made you frown slightly once more. 

"So" you said as you turned on your heels to face the older woman, taking in the fact she was in her silk dark red night gown and clearly had no intentions of leaving the house. 

"Don't be mad, but the boys are with Vision" Wanda admitted quickly, seeing the confused look on your face. 

"Oh" you replied as Wanda took a few short steps closer to you. 

"You look worried, I am sorry, I don't mean to worry you darling" she smiled softly as she closed the gap between you both, "it's just, I guess the holidays have made me feel lovely and I wasn't sure how else to get you to come over" she went on. 

"I understand" you replied, shaking off the odd feeling you had, "you could've just said" you added, smiling kindly at the woman. 

Gently, Wanda brushed a lock of hair behind your ear before her hand cupped your face. You weren't sure what was happening, your heart skipped a beat at her actions. Part of you felt like this was wrong but the other part of you was melting on the inside at her soft, warm touch. Her green eyes were burning into you, watching as you got lost in them. 

"You're so sweet darling, do you remember when you said you'd be happy to help me?" She asked in a soft tone, "with anything" she whispered, her eyes dropping to your lips. Lost in a trance, you nodded. 

"I need your help sweetheart, you see, I haven't felt any relief since Vision walked out that door. It's lonely here without the boys and I have seen the way you look at me" 

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean" you replied with a stutter. Your heart dropped to your stomach, you were sure the short glances were never something Wanda noticed. 

"Your secret is safe with me darling" her thumb stroked your cheek, "let me ask you something, have you ever been with an older woman?" She asked as her eyes locked with yours once more. You shook your head at her question. 

"I didn't think so, why don't you take a seat for me?" Wanda suggested. You walked around the sofa and took a seat in the middle, your hands sweaty with nerves. Wanda sat down beside you as she poured herself another glass of red, "would you like a glass?" She offered but you smiled kindly and shook your head. 

You watched as her lips touched the wine glass, taking a generous sip before placing it back on the coffee table and letting her hand rest on the top of your thigh. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the alcohol wash down the back of her throat before she looked at you once more. "I can tell you're nervous, it's okay, if you can't help me, I understand. I'm sure I'll find some other way to relieve myself" she said, breaking the silence with a hint of sadness in her tone. 

"N-no!" You turned to her, "I want to help, I mean, I know the holidays can get lonely and you've been nothing but kind to me" you assured her. Wanda smiled softly once more, she had you right where she needed you, mentally. 

"I'm not sure you're understanding what I need darling" she replied, running her hand higher up your thigh, "I need you" she lent in and whispered sending a throb to your core. You felt yourself getting wetter at the thought of being with her, just this once.

"Ms Maximoff, I wo-" you paused, placing your hand on top of hers and stopping her from moving it any further to your pussy, "I wouldn't want to do anything that would ruin what we have going on, I love babysitting the boys and I know you need that help bu-"

"Shhh" she cut you off, "this won't ruin anything angel, I promise" she added, shifting closer to you. "This will just be our little secret" she whispered before you felt her soft lips press against your neck. It was almost as if you had fallen apart completely, a soft moan left your lips as your neighbor's lips explored the exposed skin of your neck. She worked her way to your lips, kissing you deeply while you slowly laid back on the sofa, letting her hover above you. 

Her lips were full, soft and sent butterflies to your stomach then suddenly she stopped and pulled away, "come on dieťa, let's go to my bedroom" she spoke, her Sokovian accent coming in thick, making you weaker for her. You followed her up to her bedroom where she wasted no time pinning you up against the wall, her lips attacking your neck once more while her hands slid inside of your sweater before working it off. 

"Lay down on the bed darling, mamina is going to make you feel so good, I promise" she whispered against your ear. 

Like a lost puppy, you did exactly what she said and now here you were moments later, naked with her lips trailing down your body. "Mm dieťa, you're so wet and I've barely touched you" she looked up at you from between your thighs. "Say you need me" she added. 

"I need you" you replied, feeling your pussy throb with need to be touched. 

"Not like that! You know what I want to hear" she said bluntly, giving a light slap on your clit making you squirm. "I need you, please mommy!" you begged knowing she had just broke you, "mommy, please" you begged once more just to have another chance to call her mommy. 

"I have waited far too long to have you say that" she replied before running the tip of her tongue through your folds, humming at the taste of your arousal. Her tongue worked through your folds, around your clit and inside your pussy before she began to lap at your pussy. Her room only filled with the sounds of your moans and the sucking sound of her lips wrapped around your clit, she was far better than any toy you'd used on yourself. 

"F-fuck!" You moaned, gripping handfuls of her hair as she slowly inserted two fingers inside of you, "d-don't stop mommy!!" You moaned once more as she began to thrust her fingers. 

Her tongue swirling around the hood of your clit, her fingers thrusting deeper with every moan that left your lips, your pussy clenching around her fingers as you grew closer and closer to your first release. Throwing your head back with a hand covering your mouth to keep the urge to scream her name from leaving your lungs. 

"Don't keep those pretty little moans from me, miláčik! I want to hear them all, I want to hear how good mamina fucks your pretty pussy" Her words filled your mind causing your hand to land beside you, grabbing at the sheets turning your knuckles white. Once more, the bedroom was filled with your moans. 

"Cum for me love, you can do it" Wanda paused for a moment to take a mental screenshot of the way you looked right now, spared out for her, giving her exactly what she craved. You came with her name on your tongue, your legs shook as she continued to lap at your folds and thrusting her fingers slowly to ride out your high. "That's a good dieťa" Wanda smiled to herself once you had caught your breath. 

Wanda hovered over you, watching the way your eyes looked into hers. You gently cupped her face and pulled her down, kissing her deeply and ignoring the sweet taste of yourself on her lips. "It's your turn mommy" you smirked against her lips before swiftly flipping you both over so you were on top of her. 

Her hardened nipples peeked through the silk of her gown, catching your eyes almost instantly as you traced a finger down the valley of her breasts and untied her gown, letting it slide off her skin. Your eyes travel slowly from her exposed breasts to her eyes, she smiled softly, "go on darling, have a taste" she said softly as if she could read your mind. 

You wasted no time latching your lips around her left nipple. Wanda moaned softly, running her fingers through your hair, "don't be shy dieťa" she said before the warmth of her milk hit your tongue. At first it tasted a little unusual but the more your tongue swirled and flickered at her nipple while you sucked lightly, you grew to love it and eventually moved your lips to her right nipple and giving it the same attention. 

Wanda's moans were sweet, like hot chocolate on a cold winter's night. She loved watching the way your lips were glued to her, from her nipples to making your way down to her core. You kissed the inside of her thighs, remembering all those times you got lost thinking about how lucky her husband (now ex) was. 

"You're so adorable" Wanda smiled softly when you looked up at her for permission, "go ahead, sweetheart. Make mamina cum" she added. Her Sokovian accent only turning you one more, if that were even possible.

You took a long lick through her folds, moaning softly at the taste of her. She was sweet, better than any candy you'd had before. You lapped and swirled your tongue, almost copying the same actions she did on you, dipping your tongue inside of her while your fingers toyed with her clit. Her hands rested comfortably on your head, her hips grinding against your tongue as she moaned and praised you. 

"That's it baby, just like that! Fuck!" She moaned, a light smirk on her lips as she enjoyed the bliss she was receiving, closing in on her orgasm with every flick of your tongue. "Sm close darling! Don't stop!" She moaned once more, gripping a handful of your hair and slightly pushing you further into her pussy as she grinds herself against you just a little harder. Her pussy clenched around the tip of your tongue every time you were inside her, you didn't want this to end but you couldn't wait to feel her release on your tongue. 

"I'm cumming!!" Wanda moaned loudly as she gushed onto your tongue, you drew light circles around her clit to help her ride out her high, looking up at her to see her smirk turned to a soft but proud smile.

 "Come up here sweetheart" she instructed after a few moments. You laid on top of her, she brushed locks of hair behind your ear before pulling you back in for a deep kiss, loving the taste of herself on your lips.

"Thank you love, you've been such a big help" she smiled softly. You could feel her still hard nipples against your naked skin, you smiled in return before nuzzling your head into her chest. Wanda pulled the covers over the two of you and placed a kiss on the top of your head as she wrapped her arms around you.

"Can I help you again in the morning?" You asked tiredly, already wanting another taste of her milk. 

"You're going to be my little helper from now on darling, get some rest. I have a Christmas present for you in the morning" she replied softly, keeping you close.

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[lovehealsandlovehurts]

pervy neighbor karen wanda who sticks the biggest dildo in her and fucks herself while on a call with you 🥺 just the sound of your voice makes her so wet she's not able to stop herself

#neighbor!karen!wanda

[aparticularbandit]

what do you mean dottie’s house is the one to the right of wanda’s house

i call bullshit

#musings #bandit writes fic #wagatha five times kissed fic #WOULD DOTTIE HAVE BEEN THE OBNOXIOUS NEIGHBOR IF AGNES HADN'T SHOWN UP? #dottie is in house 2802 she literally lives right next to wanda #in the house where i had ralph put agnes #you know what #whatever #WHAT #EVER #i'm putting her somewhere else #that's not actually her house #wanda moved people around i don't care #I WOULD HAVE CARED IF I HAD NOTICED BEFORE I WROTE THOSE SCENES AND POSTED THEM #BUT OH WELL #OH #WELL

[oizysian]

Praise Be, The Scarlet Witch | Wanda Maximoff

Pairing: Cult Leader!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader Warnings: non-con, dubcon, magical penises, mind control, worship and other cultist activities. Word Count: 2,500+ Genre: smut Summary: Y/N knows something is going on in the house next door. Tonight, she’ll find out exactly what.

• Kinktober Masterlist •

I could’ve sworn I heard people chanting.

I sat up in my bed, the sheet covering me slipping down my torso as I shifted to look out the half opened window. A slight breeze and the chirping of crickets came through, but I could’ve sworn I heard chanting.

I strained my ears and I heard it again. Soft, like a mumble; incoherent but constant.

I threw the sheet off my body and rushed to the window, trying my hardest to tell where the sound was coming from. I looked at the house across from mine, a dim light in one of the windows, but no other signs of life.

It was the Maximoff house. The parents of the neighborhood always whispered about the girl who lived in that house. They say she killed her parents, her brother, and almost killed herself. But, those were just some silly rumors.

I was dying to get a look at that Maximoff girl, as she should’ve been about my age and I was curious about her. There was always something weird about the house - creepy sounds, never any lights on, dogs frequently barked when they passed it, like they sensed something lurking inside.

I made my way to my closet, slipping on my sneakers and sneaking out of my room, quietly making my way downstairs and outside to investigate. I closed the door behind me and snuck over to the neighboring house, the soft chanting getting louder.

I walked around the house and found a door leading to the basement of the house. The padlock was broken and left haphazardly next to it. I crept l closer to the door, pressing myself against it to listen. The chanting was definitely coming from inside there.

I opened the door, the creaking startling me slightly as I slipped inside, walking down the long, dark hallway that led to god knows what. The chanting was louder now, and I could finally understand what they were saying.

Praise be, the Scarlet Witch. Praise be, the Scarlet Witch.

What the hell did that mean? I continued to make my way towards the sound, finally coming to another door that would surely lead to me finding some answers.

I grabbed hold of the knob, my hand shaking as I turned it slowly. I pulled open the door, peeking one eye in to see what awaited me.

People on their knees, heads bowed in front of a statue of a beautiful woman, and in front of that statue was the woman it was molded after. It must’ve been the Maximoff girl! She was hovering, her legs crossed, eyes closed, seemingly meditating as the group in front of her continued to chant.

She was dressed in dark clothing, dark hair, with rings adorning her fingers. She was, admittedly, very beautiful and I couldn’t stop staring at her. Something drew me to her, something I was currently fighting inside myself.

“Y/N.”

I could hear my name being said by the sweetest voice, but nobody was looking at me, nobody was speaking to me. They were still chanting and she still had her eyes closed.

“Y/N. Come to me.”

A shiver crept down my spine at the sound of her voice and I realized that the Maximoff girl was now looking at me, eyes blood red.

I was startled, suddenly very terrified at what I had gotten myself into. This was just a dream, right? I was just having a nightmare.

“Come.”

Red wisps wrapped around me and pulled me through the door. I struggled to no avail as I hovered over the praying people and went straight over to her. Face to face, she looked angelic, ethereal even, but I was scared. Was this the work of the devil?

“No devil. No demons. Just me.”

“Who are you?” I yelped, the wisps tightening around me ever so slightly.

“They call me the Scarlet Witch.” She gestured to the crowd with her hand.

All of them stayed bowed before her, not even registering that I was in the room with them.

“What are you?” My voice was small and afraid.

“I am chaos.”

Her voice echoed in my head and I let out a shriek, realizing that her lips hadn’t moved at all. This was beyond cult shit, this was on a whole different level of witchcraft.

She raised her hand towards me and I flinched, struggling to shy away from her. Red mist poured from her fingertips and surrounded me. I could feel it entering me from my nose, my mouth, my eyes …

Untold pleasures flooded my senses, and I could feel myself responding to her mind tricks. Her magic was touching every inch of my mind, my body, my soul. The pleasure was otherworldly, nothing I had ever felt before. She was gonna make me cum …

“Yes, give in to me.”

“W-what?” I moaned, still trying fruitlessly to fight her off.

“Give yourself to me. Give in.”

I let out a pathetic whimper as my body hummed with her power. I felt so good, so strong, so throughly fucked. My mind and my body had finally invited her in, and she wasted no time in exploring me.

“Yes,” she hissed softly, beckoning me closer with her stained fingers. “You’re mine.”

“I-I’m …” I shook my head, trying to get my senses back under my own control.

Vibrations started up between my thighs and I squeezed them together the best I could. She smiled at me, her eyes a deeper red than before.

“Mine.” She practically growled at me, her magic intensifying at her singular word.

“Oh god,” I moaned, my head falling back and my hips jerking towards nothing as the magic coursed through me. “I’m yours, I’m yours! J-just … just …”

“Just what?” Her voice was laced with fake sweetness and I felt myself clenching around nothing at the sound.

“Just let me -!”

She tilted her head at me and I could see us in my mind, in different positions, different situations, her glorious body being worshiped by me day and night, our pleasure becoming too much for my mind to handle.

For a split second I couldn’t help but wonder if this is how everyone in the room got themselves into this situation.

She flicked her fingers at me again and the images intensified, the pleasure nearly becoming real. I could almost feel her tongue on my clit, her beautifully jeweled dagger caressing my breasts as she fucked me roughly, her hands all over my body, her thick cock touching every inch of my insides, fucking me in every hole.

“Oh, fucking god!” I cried weakly, my eyes rolling back into my head as pleasure overtook me.

But as I felt myself reaching release, it stopped. I gasped, panting softly as I regained my senses. She was no longer inside my head. What was she? How could she possibly do this?

She leaned towards me and pressed her lips to mine and I let her kiss me, not even bothering to struggle any longer. She was too strong to fight. She had the ability to fuck me without ever touching me - fucking my body and mind senseless.

“You’re learning quickly.” She stood from her sitting position, reaching for the buttons of my nightshirt. “I love a pet that catches on quickly.”

I shook my head, watching helplessly as she undid my shirt, letting it fall from my trembling shoulders in a heap on the ground.

She stared at me for a moment, taking in the sight of my breasts as if it would be the last thing she ever saw.

My chest heaved as she slipped her delicate fingers in the hem of my shorts, playing with the fabric teasingly.

“I can’t wait to play with you and your mind. You’re so strong willed.” She brought her face to my neck and inhaled my scent, sending shivers down my spine. “I can’t wait to break you.”

My legs trembled as she slid the garment down, letting them fall next to my discarded shirt.

She trailed her fingers down, caressing my sex, covered only by the thin fabric of my panties. I twitched, my hips jerking towards her as she ran her strong fingers along my slit.

“So sensitive. So receptive.”

“M-miss …” I cried, my whole body shaking with need.

She smiled to herself as she circled my clit with gentle touches.

“You’ll give in to me. Just as they all did.”

Tears slid down my cheeks as I realized she was referring to the crowd that was still praying before her. I didn’t want to become one of them!

“You’ll be more than what they are.” She whispered against my lips, kissing me softly. “You’ll be my toy. My most obedient follower.”

“I don’t …”

“It doesn’t matter what you want.” Her green eyes went red again and I could feel her creeping around inside my mind again. “Look.”

I met her gaze, realizing that she had released me and I had been standing before her out of my own free will. I tried to move my feet, move my body, but a little voice inside my head told me I really didn’t want to leave her. It was her voice.

“I’m inside you. You belong to me.”

She wrapped her hand around my neck and pulled me close to her, her grip tightening ever so slightly, making the ache between my legs increase.

“You’ll never leave. Nobody ever does.”

I cried then, realizing that this was it. I had gotten myself into this and there was no getting out.

“You didn’t do anything.” She laughed. “I brought you here. Do you think anyone else in Westview can hear anything that happens here? That they can find the entrance so easily?” She shook her head. “No. I control this town. I decide who becomes my next victim.”

“Why me?” I sobbed.

“You were fascinated with me, with the stories about me. Don’t you think I could hear your thoughts - so loud, thinking about me all the time.”

“I didn’t know -!”

“And now you do.” She released me and I took a deep breath. “Kneel.”

Without a second thought I was on my knees, looking up at the beautiful monster in front of me.

“I’ve got a welcoming gift for my new pet.” She said with a smile.

She lifted up the skirt she was wearing and tugged her underwear down, kicking them to the side once they reached her boots. With a soft sigh, she closed her eyes and her skirt tented up.

My eyes widened as a glowing red cock materialized between her legs. It was thick, long, and dripping from the tip. She brought her hand down and stroked it, her skirt bunching up around her hips as she bit her lip and brought the dick to my waiting mouth.

Eagerly, I took her length in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down on her. Her moans were intoxicating and I couldn’t help but want to pleasure her more just from the sound.

“That’s right,” she ran her fingers through my hair, guiding me slightly. “You want this as much as I do.”

I looked up at her and nodded, her pulsing cock still in my mouth as I brought my hands up to stroke the base.

“You’re good at this.” She breathed, a slight look of jealousy in her eyes as she stared down at me.

I continued to meet her gaze, my eyes innocent as I practically choked on her length.

“Choke on it.” She giggled, guiding my head down to take more of her into my mouth. “Next time I’ll make it even bigger so I can train that pretty mouth of yours.”

I squeezed my eyes shut as she groaned softly, cum spurting into my mouth and down my throat as she came. Her hips jerked and her legs twitched as she finished. She threw her head back and continued to pump herself into my eager mouth, riding out her high completely.

“Let’s see what that pussy of yours can do now.” She breathed and a flash of panic spread throughout my body before instantly disappearing. “Lay down.”

I laid back on the marble of the floor, the crowd now able to see me if they lifted their heads ever so slightly.

“Do you want them to watch?” She questioned and I shook my head, blood rushing to my cheeks in shame and embarrassment. “Let them see what a good girl you are for me.”

They all raised their heads as if on command, their chanting stopping as they watched my trembling body. She got on top of me, smiling devilishly as she positioned herself between my legs.

“As your leader, you need to give yourself to me; mind, body and soul.” She spoke softly, stroking the cock against my aching entrance.

She slipped herself inside of me without much resistance at all. She let out a little mewl as she started to fuck me, her hips pressed firmly against mine as she got herself used to the feel of me.

“God, you’re so fucking tight.” She groaned, resting her forehead against mine. “I’m not gonna last long.”

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and my legs around her waist, pulling her impossibly close to me. She was so deep inside me I couldn’t feel anything else. I let out a whine as she thrust up against me, fucking me hard and deep. Her lips found my neck and she sucked and bit along my shoulder, claiming me.

I dug my nails into her shoulders, holding onto her for dear life as she fucked me mercilessly. I was seeing stars as she hit the deepest parts of me.

“Unh, I’m fucking gonna …” and before she could finish her sentence she let out a low moan, cumming inside of me.

Her cum leaked out of me as she continued to pump herself inside of me. I held her close, making sure she fucked all of her cum back into me.

“I’m gonna breed you.” She growled into my ear and I shuddered. “I’m gonna fuck a baby into you every night.”

“Please,” I whimpered against her neck. “I’m yours.”

“That’s right,” she whispered back, pressing open mouthed kisses along my jaw. “You’re my precious pet, aren’t you?”

I nodded contently and I could feel our pussies touching as her magical cock disappeared. She rutted up against me and my hips rolled against hers with a hungry fervor. She moaned into my ear as she rubbed her clit against my own, getting us both off.

“This pussy … I’ll never get enough of this pussy.” She grunted and I nearly came from her words alone.

She bit down into my neck roughly and that’s all it took for me to cum all over her, my throbbing, aching cunt finally reaching release after being used the whole night.

She came right along with me, moaning my name softly as our juices dripped down our thighs and we had made a mess of her altar.

“They know now what you are.” She panted against my neck before turning to face the crowd that watched us with blank expressions on their faces. “You now know what you are.”

She returned her attention to me and turned my head slightly so she could look at the mark that appeared behind my ear; it looked like a crown in the shape of an ‘M’.

“You are mine.”

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can I request a milf!wanda fic where she keeps catching her younger neighbor looking at her boobs whenever they interact so eventually she’s just like, ‘do you want to taste them?’ W r sucking on her tits & Wanda fingering her pls ❤️ mommy kink too if u could

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PAIRINGS: Wanda Maximoff x reader

WORD COUNT: 1,008

WARNINGS: smut, manipulation with magic, fingering, mommy/momma (W), praise, overstimulation, reader is gn but is referred to as a “good girl”, voyeriusm, kinda dark!Wanda, milf!Wanda, think that’s all :)

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Wanda continued to pump her fingers inside of you, letting a third soon join her and stretching you out even further. You gasped at the intrusion, nearly choking on your spit as a moan escaped your quivering mouth.

“Shh, you have to be quiet, little girl.” Your eyes were glossy as tears threatened to leave you, it only made her smile. She enjoyed seeing you like this, beneath her, begging to be fucked while you cry out in pain and pleasure.

“What did Mommy say earlier, baby?” Your bottom lip bounced up and down in jolts as you struggled to let out the words that had been prodding at your mind.

“M-mommy doesn’t like cry babies.” She nodded with a hum, her eyes landing on your cunt where you sucked her in with greed. You sniffled, grasping her biceps in your hands and trying to close your legs to no avail.

“Don’t deny me, Y/N. C’mon, you’re doing so good, don’t stop now.” You muttered an apology and squeezed your eyes shut as she spread your thighs, sitting in between them so you were forced to stay in this position.

“Look at you, taking Mommy so well,” She bit her lip with hunger, missing the way your eyes roamed around her body until they landed on one spot.

“Are you my good girl? Yeah? Who’s Mommy’s good girl?” She knew it drove you crazy, every praise sent your way caused you to spiral even further, landing you in a deep head space. She made you feel warm and fuzzy inside, something you never felt until you met her.

“Me, I-I’m Mommy’s good- girl!” Her digits teased your g-spot, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head as you squeezed her skin tightly under your fingertips. Your nails dug into her and drew blood, yet she loved it dearly.

“That’s right! Oh, you’re such a smart little thing, Mommy’s so proud of you.” She ushered, and even though you could barely register the words leaving her mouth, you blushed a deep red.

“You think you can take one more?” You didn’t know if she meant adding another finger or orgasm to the list, but you knew you couldn’t take either. So, you shook your head, hoping she’d finally listen and let you take a breather.

“Wrong answer, love.” She chuckled in response to your mewls. In reality, she knew you better than you knew yourself. She knew you could take it, so she continued. If you were to actually need her to stop, she would, but she knew you were too much of a dumb baby to think for yourself.

“I’m gonna need you to stay extra quiet for me now, alright? We don’t want to wake up my boys, now do we?” You shook your head which resulted in a small kiss to your temple, one that had you wanting more. If only she could just kiss your lips again, refuse to pull away until you were both breathless, that’s all you wanted.

She noticed your eyes repeating a glance between her face and her breasts that were practically screaming your name. A smirk took over her, her free hand resting beneath your neck as she eased you closer to her skin. Your lips instantly wrapped around the hardened bud as you suckled softly, moaning into her as she shuddered.

“That’s it, take all of Momma’s milk.” The change in her nickname was odd, but it only seemed to cause you to gush around her fingers even more. Your juices coated her digits the faster she moved, occasionally halting in her pace as she focused on the ache in her breasts that you were removing.

“Please, Momma..” Your hand went to her other breast as you toyed with it to your liking, enjoying the small gasps you received from her end one after the other.

“Yeah, honey? Do you- fuck-“ She cut herself off as she straddled your wobbly thigh, grinding her cunt against the soft skin as her clit throbbed.

“Do you need to cum?” She finished, ending in a nod coming from your end. She smiled breathlessly, biting her lip as a way to suppress the sweet moans pooling from beneath her lips.

“Why don’t you cum with Mommy, it would make her so happy.” Only a few moments later your orgasm came rushing through you, Wanda joining you quickly after as she painted your leg with her slick. She admired the mess she made before gathering her juices and shoving her coated fingers in your mouth. You accepted happily, still using your hands on her swollen nipples that begged for your call.

“T-thank you-“

“Shh,” She cut you off. “Go to sleep, princess, Momma’s right here.”

You jolted awake with flushed cheeks, your head turning both ways as you searched for the older woman. You sighed, realizing it was just yet another dream that resulted in you touching the same spot you imagined the woman touching.

You went downstairs to grab a drink of water, your panties soaked and tank top loose on your skin, causing your nipples to become slightly visible. You were oblivious to the woman smirking through the window aimed across from yours, slowly rubbing her clit in circles as she came to her second orgasm of the night.

Of course, she had been manipulating your dreams, how else would she get you to talk to her? You still haven’t, but she knew you were the one with fingers stuffed deep inside of you nearly every night, all while picturing it was her.

“Mom? We picked the book for bedtime story!” One of her sons knocked on the locked door, breaking Wanda out of her trance as she rushed to put on her clothing.

“I’ll be out in just a minute, honey!” She looked at her hands still covered with her slick, grinning as she imagined it was yours and took it in her mouth, moaning as it hit her tastebuds.

“Mommy can’t wait to taste you, Princess.”

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