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oizysian · 11 days
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Wandanat x reader headcanons
Requested by @sashawalker2
Natasha is daddy and Wanda is mommy. Reader is baby.
Natasha and Wanda do their best to keep work out of the home, but sometimes it’s unavoidable, and reader gets dragged into Avengers business.
They’re both very adamant that reader wouldn’t be involved with any superhero-ing, but they’re a very headstrong person and when something happens to their lovers, they’re right there in the thick of it.
Reader has had to patch them both up numerous times, which always leads to someone receiving orgasms and lots of kisses.
Natasha will fuck reader no matter the time, day, place, whatever. If she’s in the mood, she’ll take them.
Wanda likes to be a bit more romantic with reader, giving them bubble baths, massages, and lots and lots of foreplay.
They love to fuck reader at the same time, usually with Wanda fucking their mouth and Natasha fucking whatever hole she can get her hands on. But they often take turns, using reader like a toy.
Wanda loves using her magic on reader and even Natasha at times, controlling both of their pleasures and even, sometimes, pain.
Natasha gets subby for Wanda and only for Wanda. Wanda will fuck Natasha’s throat and call her a good girl while reader watches, bound by her magic with a vibe in their holes.
Wanda is the nurturing partner, while Natasha is the strict partner. Reader still has a lot to learn when it comes to them, and they love getting lessons.
Wanda loves leaving marks on her partners, whether it be handprints, bite marks, or dark hickeys. She loves staking her claim.
Natasha is a spontaneous lover. She’ll fuck either of her partners anywhere, especially loving to fuck Wanda against a window where people can see her cumming over and over again for daddy.
Natasha often wakes reader with some kind of pleasure, and Wanda gets woken up by the moans and cries of her lover.
Some days it’s Wanda who gets fucked early in the morning and reader has to lay and watch and not touch themselves. It’s a struggle for them.
Natasha often has Wanda fuck reader for her own viewing pleasure, touching herself as they both get off because of each other.
Punishment is common and often in their house. Reader gets punished for nearly anything because Natasha loves punishing them. Wanda is a big fan of it too, but not as much as Nat.
Wanda punishes with orgasm denial, overstimulation, and sensory deprivation.
Natasha punishes with spankings, moderate pet play, and lots and lots of fucking. She’ll fuck reader until they pass out and continue to use them until they wake up again.
Overall, the duo is very loving and caring with reader.
Reader enjoys being a little brat at times though, for reasons.
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marvelnatswhore · 1 year
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Pairing:  CEO Wanda Nat X Shy agent fem reader
 Prompt: “Do we make you nervous, little agent?”
Plot: Reader is a shy agent (think like Maria Hill in the avenger’s films) Wanda and Nat are CEO’s looking for a third to add in to their relationship. To this end they praise and flatter reader, loving how flustered she gets. Thank you for responding, I've thought up a new concept, is this workable, thank you for responding and considering.
oo yes, did you want a fic/drabble/hcs for this request? I wasn't sure what you wanted but here's the mood board based on it
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batllethinker · 1 year
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Can I request some funny/sexy headcanons for Wanda Maximoff X Maria Hill. Bonus if either one is pregnant.
for sure, it's been awhile since I wrote anything for them so this will be fun.
Wanda had been terrified of Maria when she first joined shield
When Wanda found out that Maria had dubbed her "the weird girl" deep into their relationship, she'd decided to show her just how weird her powers could get
which meant some powered sex
As the deputy director of shield, Maria takes on alot of responsibility, and stress which is why her way of relaxing is letting Wanda take all of the control.
Maria loves to be marked and collared
she has the prettiest collar
Maria got so much hell from Nat when she found out about their dynamic
They took especial comfort in eachother after endgame
They're both really into roleplay and bondage
Maria calls Wanda "miss" more than anything
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yelenasdiary · 1 year
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100 Give us one thing about you that no one knows.
Trigger warning but I remember the first time I ever cried myself to sleep and told myself how much I wanted to be unalive. I was 5 years old.
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mcgrathandwives · 1 year
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If you are taking requests I'd like to request baby danvers sister reader x lena luthor. Reader is an athlete (A boxer, to be specific) Reader gets injured in training. Lena rushes to take care of them, insisting they stay with her. It'd also be really cool if you made a few headcanons about their relationship. Topics being, favourite movie, favourite book, dogs or cats? how they met? first date? What the other is like when sic/hurt, how they deal with jealousy
I could definitely work on some HCs for it, but I haven't written for a while, so it might be a little minute until a request is posted if you're cool with that?
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steinfellds · 1 year
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Prompt: “You are my safe place” pairing: Natasha Romanoff X Fem Reader Can I please request this idea? Story type: Fluff/Angst
Idea: Reader is a soft spoken, shy introvert. Natasha is warm, passionate and loud. Reader thinks Natasha doesn’t like her. Natasha thinks reader is too quiet and timid. The two eventually become friends and draw each other out of their shell. (Whether this turns into a romance or is a platonic friendship is wholly up to you.)
sorry! i forgot to change my status but my requests are currently closed
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goldenempyrean · 10 months
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For a small Drabble! Natasha x sick delirious reader. Nat keeps trying to put them back to bed. 🩷
Secret Agents of the Sea
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〚 Notes - I thought this was super cute so enjoy some Natasha fluff. 〛
〚 Pairing - Natasha x Reader 〛
〚 Summary - You're delirious with fever, Nat's just trying to keep you in bed. 〛
〚 Wordcount - > 500 〛
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“Y/N you need to stay in bed.” Natasha groaned as she put you back down in bed for the forth time that day, “I cant have you stumbling around like a drunk octopus when you’re like this.” 
The idea of an octopus seemed to amuse you in your feverish state as you babbled, “Ju’s so you know oct’puses are s’very misunderstood.” 
Nat raised an eyebrow as she chuckled, “Oh really, why is that?” She asked, curious to see where you’d go with this. 
You blinked up at Natasha, your glazed eyes struggling to focus on her face. A soft giggle escaped your lips, accompanied by a hint of delirium. "’because," you replied, your voice slightly slurred, "they're masters of disguise and they can wear masks and fight crime.” 
To demonstrate you tried to pull yourself out of best and do a ninja pose but that was instantly stopped when Nat gently pulled you back down into the time, this time tucking the covers more tightly around you, “I think you’re talking about the Mutant Ninja Turtles love.” 
You pouted, your lower lip jutting out in a childish manner. "No, no, Nat," you protested weakly, "I mean the octopuses. They're like the undercover agents of the seas. Nobody suspects them, but they're out there, solving underwater mysteries and fighting off evil creatures." 
Natasha couldn't help but chuckle at your fever-induced ramblings. She sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to gently brush your hair away from your forehead. "You've got quite the imagination, don't you?" she said, a fond smile tugging at her lips. 
You nodded, a little too vigorously, causing a wave of dizziness to wash over you. "Mhm, I do. But it's true, Nat. Octopuses are smart, like really smart. They can open jars and solve puzzles. They're like the secret agents of the sea, I'm telling you." 
Natasha couldn't argue with your enthusiasm. She admired the way your eyes sparkled, even in your delirious state. "Alright, alright," she conceded playfully, "I won't argue with you. Octopuses are the secret agents of the sea, fighting crime and saving the day. But for now, you need to rest and let yourself be a superhero of getting better and just let me look after you.” 
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thewidowsghost · 5 months
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Lovestruck (Lena Luthor x Fem!Danvers!Reader)
@sashawalker2 asked:
I'd like to request this. Fem Reader X Lena Luthor Prompt: “You are my best friend” Idea: Reader is Lena Luthor's best friend. A sweet fluffy fic. Imagine the two going off on holiday and just being very sweet to each other.
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"It's so cute that you're going on vacation with Lena," Alex comments, nudging her sister with a shoulder.
(Y/n) looks up from the new suit she was making for Kara – stitching the new emblem into the fabric.
"Of course, Lena and I do everything together. She's my best friend," (Y/n) replies.
"You're so oblivious," Alex replies, (Y/n) going back to her stitchwork.
"What?" (Y/n) replies, distractedly.
"Oblivious," Alex says.
"About what?" (Y/n) asks, looking up at her sister.
"Lena likes you," Alex says.
"Haha," (Y/n) turns back to her work again. "You're funny Alex, she's just my friend."
. . .
"I'm so glad you've decided to join me on holiday," Lena says, her and (Y/n) settling down on their shared couch in their shared apartment. Lena props her head up with her hand as she gazes at (Y/n), her ginger cat, Apollo, sleeping in her lap.
(Y/n) takes a sip from her glass of water. "It'll be fun," she smiles warmly.
(Y/n)'s puppy, a golden retriever named Cosmo, bounds over to the couch. Both (Y/n) and Cosmo look at Lena, pulling off very similar puppy-dog eyes.
Lena's expression softens as she meets (Y/n)'s gaze. "Fine," Lena finally gives in.
"Up, Cosmo," (Y/n) calls the dog up onto the couch.
Cosmo jumps up onto the couch, lying his head in Lena's lap.
"I still can't believe I let you get a dog in our apartment," Lena strokes Cosmo's ears.
"He's our dog," (Y/n) replies, allowing her head to tilt slightly, something that Lena finds very cute. "And you already had a cat before I even moved in."
"Hey, would you mind –" Lena begins.
"I gotcha," (Y/n) replies. She pats Cosmo's back, and gets off the couch.
This was a common occurrence in the household – Cosmo would beg to be let onto the couch, Lena would complain affectionately about Cosmo wanting to get on the couch, Lena would let Cosmo up, the dog would rest his head on Lena's knee, and then Lena would request a glass of wine.
"Cabernet?" (Y/n) asks and Lena grins slightly.
"You know me so well," Lena replies.
(Y/n) moves to the kitchen, reaches into the wine cabinet, and pulls out a bottle of Cabernet. "This one?" (Y/n) asks, lifting the bottle high enough for Lena to see.
"The other one," Lena replies.
(Y/n) hums grabbing the other bottle and pouring a glass, bringing it over to Lena.
. . .
Soft snores escape (Y/n)'s slightly open mouth.
"So oblivious," Lena mutters, running her fingers through (Y/n)'s hair.
Cosmo lifts his head from his place in (Y/n)'s lap, letting his tongue loll out of his mouth.
"I think you know it too, boy," Lena reaches over and scratches behind the retriever's ears.
. . .
(Y/n) stumbles sleepily down the hall, yawning as she heads towards the coffee maker.
"Already made," Lena appears at (Y/n)'s shoulder holding a mug of coffee, and (Y/n) jumps.
(Y/n) takes the mug from Lena, and sips from the coffee. (Y/n) makes a murmur of contentment, taking another sip of the coffee. "It's perfect," (Y/n) says. "How'd you know –"
"I like you!" Lena blurts out, and (Y/n) stops, her eyes widening.
"What?" (Y/n) asks. "I thought Alex was joking."
"Excuse me," Lena looks confused.
"I was working on Kara's suit, and she said something about you liking me," (Y/n)'s cheeks begin to feel hot. "I thought she was just messing with me."
"I do like you! A lot!" Lena says. "You just never seemed to notice."
There is a silence before Lena looks up at (Y/n), watching her cheeks darken.
"I, uh, like you too," (Y/n) says softly. "And like," she scrambles for the words, "not just in a friend way."
Lena lets out a laugh of relief.
"So," (Y/n) looks up from her mug of coffee. "What do we do now? I've never done this before."
Lena snorts with amusement. "I think we go on our vacation, and have fun. And then we come back and tell our friends."
"Tell them what?" (Y/n) asks cluelessly.
Lena lets out a 'pfft' noise and just shakes her head fondly. "Nothing you should worry your cute little head about," Lena replies. "Now, let's go. We're going to be late."
"Isn't it your private jet?" (Y/n) says.
Lena just holds back her chuckle as Apollo follows her down the hall to her bedroom.
Word Count: 807 words
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vase-of-lilies · 10 months
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My World, Your World
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❀ Mommies!WandaNat x Little!Shapeshifting!reader (f)
❀ MD/LG dynamics, fluff, shapeshifting reader, pet names (sweetie, little bunny, firecracker), SFW age regression.
❀ Request: Oh crap there are fanfics of us (Natasha and Wanda react to fics about them) Dragon AU (Reader is a little who can shapeshift into a Dragon)fem reader is a little who shifts into a dragon and her mommies find this adorable.
❀A/N: I got this request from someone who found me on AO3! @SashaWalker2, thank you for your request and I hope that I fulfilled it to your liking! I have never done anything with shapeshifting before, so this will be a fun and new adventure for me:D I have been doing research (watching how to train your dragon) so I really hope this turns out! :D
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The world you live in is a little… crazy. Earth 0092 is what it is called by the Avengers. The Avengers are from a different type of earth, but they are currently being hunted on that earth, so they came to this one. The one where you call home. They made themselves a part of your world when they arrived through a portal at the top of a skyscraper in the city. At first, it was cool since you had seen something like it before, but once you saw a man made of Iron, a godly looking one with a hammer, and one with a metal arm, you were officially scared. 
Meeting two of them made it better. The two women you met were named Natasha and Wanda. Natasha had short, white-dyed hair, and Wanda had beautiful long natural red hair. They were both equally beautiful and equally different from each other. Both had different attributes, such as Natasha. She had more of a protective personality while Wanda had a motherly instinct as well as a loving personality. 
You had met them while you were working the register at a record store. It was Wanda that you had noticed first. However, it was Natasha that noticed you first. You stood out like a sore thumb in the dark lighting of the store. A pink striped shirt with a blue cardigan over the top, blue jeans with a couple tears in them, along with a pair of messy paint-covered Converse. [Or any type of stick-out-like-a-sore-thumb outfit:)]
Nat smiled at you, and you returned that smile with a question. “How can I help you ladies today?” You ask, and Wanda turns to you once she hears your voice. The two women look at each other and shrug. 
“We wanted to see what music you had here. We are new in town and would love to compare.” Wanda said, smiling at you from the first aisle of records for sale. You hum at the odd statement, the music you have here being the only music in the whole world. There are four artists that make music that you know of, and everywhere else streams the same music. They must be really new if they didn’t know about the four artists…
You nod softly, not sure what they were to expect, but you let them explore your shop without bothering them. You couldn’t help but hear them talk to each other about what they found; “Wait, these are the same people who wrote this. Are there only a few people who made it to this shop?” The white-haired woman asks, confusion lacing her voice.
You connected the dots from the day the portal showed up. 
“You must be a part of the Avengers team that showed up the other day!” You exclaim, walking over to them. They nod in response and watch you as you grab four of your favorite records. “These guys are super cool, they formed about 293 years ago and have been keeping up with the times. They are robots, in case you didn’t know. And this lady, she is super cool. She has written too many songs to count. But she sounds like a siren. Maybe she is one but cut out her powers when she sings. Im not sure. Anyway! I hope you can find what you are looking for.”
Wanda and Natasha watch you with a smile as you explain how the shops and music work in this world. They take the recommendations with open minds and decide that they would come back another time with more questions. And they did come back! They came every day that week to get to know you and the shop. 
It was after the full 7 days of visiting you that they finally decided to ask you out on a date with them. You said yes, and they were slightly surprised when you were so direct with them. On Earth 0092, there was no such thing as homophobia, everyone was equally ok with one another and left people alone. It was definitely a world that Wanda and Nat could get used to as they were ridiculed on the earth they were living on.
The first date you all went on was one of the best experiences! You had never been very active in the dating scene, but you knew once you found the right person (or people) you would know that you were in good hands. As you got to know Wanda and Natasha, you found out things about their earth that you never could have imagined. 
“Man, humans are assholes.” You conclude, hearing the way they explain the fact that politicians are the ones who target them, and are the most evil in their world. It surprises you most to find out that a lot of what is a reality in your world, is complete fiction in their world. One thing in specific: Dragons. 
When they came to Earth 0092, they notices immediately that there were dragons in this world. But they also saw humans, so they suspected that the majority of the population was just ok with having dragons from the mountains wander around. They of course didn’t know that those were actual people that lay underneath the vicious yet gentle dragons they see in the sky above all of the buildings. 
It was a dragon's world, with humans adapting and growing up with them. Some include shapeshifters who care for the pureblood dragons. You yourself were a dragon, but at your age in human years, you are [enter your above 18 age here]. Which means you are only a baby dragon at this point. You have not yet transformed yet, and you don’t know when it's going to happen. Some humans have transformed at the age of 14 or 15, but you were a late “bloomer.” Well, that's what your mother called you. 
You chuckled along with Wanda and Natasha as they expressed their fears of fire-breathing dragons, and dragons that they thought would hurt them. But you were able to soothe them easily, “I promise you, they are harmless unless you provoke them. They used to be our enemies, but someone decided to ride one and tame it. They are almost like puppies in that aspect. They just want to be loved, and cared for.” 
They listened to you, and you were so grateful for that. You really liked the way you felt when they were kind to you, and understanding the reality of your world. They told you stories of their world, where dragons were seen as enemies through movies, and how they were “slain” when a princess needed to be saved. They even told you about an interesting story from a movie called “Shrek” where a donkey and a dragon had children. (?) It confused you a little bit, but you listened with an open mind. 
“So, what do you like to do for fun?” Wanda asked you, and you really had to think about it without exposing yourself. Your… littler self. 
“Well, I really like to color, ADULT coloring books! I like coloring in adult coloring books, with colored pencils and paint and stuff. I also like listening to that robot band I told you about. But other than that, I really like to travel. Just around.” You said, almost exposing a rather embarrassing side of you in your opinion. What you would find out, is that it is perfectly natural and the two women would be supportive of you. 
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It had been a few months now since the Avengers had shown up to your world, and the two women you had gone on a few dates with had convinced you to move in with them. They had found a comfy apartment, slightly bigger than your former one, and had helped you adapt to a lifestyle of living with people that love and care for you. 
As Wanda sits on the couch and scrolls through this world's social media, you and Natasha are baking cookies in the kitchen. You two are laughing and taking in each other's company but as you look through the island window to the living room, you see Wanda staring at her phone in shock. You tilt your head and you ask her, “Is everything ok, Wan?” 
To your surprise, she responds with a small chuckle. “People are writing stories about us…” She says, piquing your interest as turns her phone towards you and Natasha. You approach her and you let out a small laugh as you look at the screen flooded with pictures and stories about Wanda and Natasha. You sigh in relief as you don’t see anything about you, but you can’t help but get a little jealous, seeing all of these men and women talking and fantasizing about your girlfriends. 
“Wait, are these fan fictions of us?” Nat asks, genuinely surprised. 
You let out a huff, and sit back against the cushions. You hear a small chuckle and you see Natasha giving you a side eye asking, “Aw, is our little baby jealous?” 
You shake your head defiantly and look at the pictures slide-showing on the large screen TV in front of you. Wanda and Nat give each other a sly look, and Wanda puts her phone down, giving her full attention to you. “Hey, sweetie, look we won’t read that stuff. I would rather spend my time with you and Natty. I wouldn’t want our little one to feel betrayed, right mama?” Wanda looks up at Nat smiling as you begin to fall into the space that they so willingly took in. 
You were certainly surprised at first when they accepted you but were eternally grateful that they loved you the same. Once you told them that you were got little, they understood knowing that it was a thing back on their Earth, but still wanted to explore more with you. 
As you fall deeper into your little space, you lay your head on your Mommy Wandas' chest, sighing and letting out a small whine. “Don wan to see ovver (other) peepo (people) tawking (talking) ’bout yous and mama.” Tears threaten to spill out of your eyes, the quivering of your lip making your mommies coo at you. 
“Oh my sweet little bunny, it's ok, we promise to not read that stuff, ok? We pinky promise!” Nat holds out her pinky in front of you as she kneels down, and you link your pinky through hers. 
“Onwy (only) if yous pwomise (promise).” You reply, sighing, your eyes watching a piece of dust fly towards you. In the same moment of not really thinking, you sniffle and that little fleck of dust lands right inside of your nose. Letting out a whimper, you feel the sudden need to sneeze. 
Sucking in a deep breath, your nose tickles in just the right place and you let out a loud sneeze. In an unexpected instance the room filled with a soft pink puff of smoke. Wanda and Natasha looked at each other, confused beyond their mind. 
“Oh, my god…” Wanda whispers, looking at the little pink dragon curled up and asleep in her lap. 
“Why didn’t she tell us she was a dragon too?” Nat whispers, running her finger softly over the small spikes that line your back. “She’s just a baby one too…” You react to your spikes being touched by squirming a little bit. You let out a sigh and a little puff of smoke comes from your mouth, indicating that you were a fire-breathing dragon. 
Wanda tilts her head at your sleeping form, “She seems harmless, she has to be, right?” She says, praying to her god that she is safe, even in the loving presence of you. Well, dragon-you. 
Your breaths are soft and you look peaceful in your moment of sleep, the two women looking down at you with love, adoration, and care in their eyes. As you squirm a little, Wanda gently picks you up, fitting you perfectly in her cupped hands, up and lays you on the small pillow decorating the couch. “There you go, little one, all comfy and cozy.” Wanda smiles, gently running a finger over your pink, scaly snout. 
With a small ‘boop’ to your nose, your two mommies chuckle at the way your dark magenta nose scrunches in response. Wanda takes note and keeps that maneuver for future use. Wanda and Natasha sit on the couch together, holding each other and keeping an eye on you until you woke up. Just a few minutes later, your little legs stretch in front of you and the cutest yawn ever seen escaped your mouth. 
“Oh my god, that- that was absolutely adorable!” Wanda says quietly, not wanting to frighten you in your sleepy state. She ogled at your pink scales that shimmered in the light from the sun. She wondered ‘Does she play like a dog?’ She thought she could buy you toys and made sure to add a couple to her grocery list the next time she went. 
As you were waking up, you let out a small growl and your eyes flutter open. Once you see where you are and who is around you, you sit up and stretch almost like a dog. Your tail stretches out and wags a little bit as you sit down on the pillow, looking up at Wanda and Natasha with innocent, puppy eyes. 
They are a little cautious at first, knowing that some dragons can be dangerous. “Hi, little one, can you understand me?” Wanda says, leaning on her hands on her knees as she looks you over. A little tilt of your head and a small nod make it known to the two women to that you can understand them. 
You do a little spin, and you hold up your small yet big claws, indicating that you want to hold onto one of their hands. Natasha takes your talon (dragon paw) and smiles as you flex it just like you were holding it as a human. As you take your talon away from her hand you jump off of the couch, letting out a small ‘hmph’ as you lose your balance and topple over on the soft rug below you. With a little shake of your head, you stand up and walk around the legs of Wanda. 
They both chuckle and Wanda picks you up. “I didn’t know our little one was the cutest little dragon ever!” She coos at you and you visibly smile up at her. Your eyes sparkle in the sun and you nuzzle your snout against her chest, your tongue licking small strips on her neck. 
Natasha steps behind her wife, looking down at you with a bright smile, petting your head with a gentle hand. “Our little firecracker.” She says in a small voice.
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After a few weeks of changing in and out of your dragon form, your two mommies have sometimes come home to a pillow or two torn up and fluff all over the place. Or you passed out on the little dragon bed they bought for you. As you grew, so did the bed, but since you were still just a baby dragon, you did not grow so big. But it was always a joy for your mommies to come home to see you. 
Even on days when you weren’t feeling yourself, they loved you to the fullest in both human and dragon form. They would know exactly how you feel the moment they see you laying down on the couch, where you really aren’t supposed to be when you are a dragon, but they can sense something is wrong. 
They care for you so, so much, and love you even more. Nothing would change that fact. No outburst, tiny fire your breath causes, especially being a dragon. Absolutely nothing. And you love them for that. You constantly thank them and never disappoint them in the slightest. The most you do is set a pillow on fire, but that's an easy fix thanks to Wandas' powers. 
They will never stop loving you, no matter what happens. 
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bonniebird · 8 months
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Bonnie Bennett x Male!Reader
Requested by Anon
Halloween 2023 event
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Request: Anonymous asked: Hi Bonnie! Could I request Bonnie Bennett with a male reader and I'm protecting you. Because that's what we do. We keep each other safe. Reader is protective Bonnie. #Halloween2023
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Bonnie’s hands began to shake as she tried to hold the spell. Alone in the woods. She knew better than to go off into the woods alone. The vampire was stronger than she had thought he would be. Despite the fact that he was holding his own she could feel his strength waning. But she could also feel exhaustion setting in for her as well.
“When your spell ends I’m going to…” The vampire was cut off by a snap and his head jerked to the side as he collapsed. Bonnie slumped forward as the spell ended and found herself caught in someone's arms.
“Easy there little witch.” You said and grinned at her. She would have scowled at you but was so relieved that someone came to her rescue that she let you take her weight.
“Why’re you here?” She asked.
"I'm protecting you. Because that's what we do. We keep each other safe." You answered her quickly. She had said the same thing to you a few weeks before when the same vampire had caught you by surprise and nearly killed you. With a scoffed smile she stood and looked at the vampire on the floor.
“What do we do with him?” She asked. You sighed and glanced towards the road.
“Damon said that he knows something that we need. They came to me to see if I was bothering you, turns out I wasn’t. Figured I would see if I could find you.” You explained to her. There was a shout in the woods, you turned and focused as Bonnie watched you intently knowing she didn’t have the strength to fight anything else. 
“It’s Stefan and Caroline. They’re looking for you.” You said. The calling stopped then there was talking and rustling before they emerged.
“You’re ok!” Caroline said as she rushed to hug Bonnie. She glared at you over Bonnie’s shoulder and you raised your eyebrows.
“This the guy Damon was looking for?” You asked. Stefan followed you over to the limp vampire and nodded.
“Yeah. Let's get him locked up at the boarding house before wakes up and goes on another rampage.” Stefan muttered. You wanted to point out that the rampage had actually just been a very specific witch hunt but Caroline was still glaring at you and the last time the two of you had swapped blows she had thrown you further than you would ever admit and didn’t want to repeat it. So you kept your mouth shut.
“See you around little witch.” You said to Bonnie as she pulled away from Caroline and watched you and Stefan move the vampire. Stefan slung him over his shoulder and vanished off into the woods towards the Boarding house. With a wink to Bonnie, you did the same.
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@moonmaidwn1996
@gillybear17
@ravennoore14
@the-caravello-post
@killing-gremlin
@aegonandaemondtargaryenslut18
@lchufflepuffcorn @geekyandgay98
@savagemickey03
@evattude
@kaitieskidmore1
@darklyndivinely
@sashawalker2
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jessicaaatje · 1 year
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Hey @sashawalker2 I got a request from you if I'm right, but Tumblr is being weird and now I haven't the request in my inbox, can you try it again? Because in the notification of my mail I only got your name out of it. Sorry for the problems
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oizysian · 15 days
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Secrets | Wanda Maximoff & Natasha Romanoff
Requested by @sashawalker2
Summary: How do Wanda and Natasha react to finding out Y/N was a victim of Hydra?
Word count: 1.2k
“When were you going to tell us you were experimented on by Hydra?”
“I don’t know, Wanda. There never seemed to be a right time.”
“Would’ve been nice if we had known before going to bed with you.”
“What’s the difference, Nat?”
“It’s like we slept with a stranger. We don’t even know you anymore.”
I blinked at them, pushing the tears back as the two women that meant everything to me looked at me as if I was a total stranger.
“I’m still the same person.”
“You’re not.” Nat insisted. “You lied to us.”
“I didn’t lie! I just … neglected to mention it.”
“What else did you neglect to mention?”
“I may have forgotten to tell you guys that I maybe have … some powers.”
Nat all but rolled her eyes and Wanda just continued to stare at me.
“What powers?”
“Not many!”
“What powers, Y/N?” Nat had clearly lost her patience.
“I’m strong and I can heal, okay?” I was ashamed of my past, of my powers, and being forced to out myself in front of my girlfriends was embarrassing.
“How strong?”
“I can hold my own against any of you.”
“Not without proper training.” Nat mumbled and I glared at her.
“Try me.”
“Okay, okay,” Wanda finally spoke, getting in between us before we started fighting right in front of her. “Y/N,” her voice was soft. “Why didn’t you just … tell us?”
“I was scared, okay? I was scared and ashamed.” I turned away from both women, my hands shaking with rage. “I hate what happened to me. I hate what they made me. I pushed down all my strength and all my abilities so I could just be normal.”
I turned back towards them, tears threatening to fall as I pleaded to them with my eyes.
“Is it such a crime to have wanted to put all that pain and torture behind me and just … pretend?”
Nat swallowed roughly as she listened to my words.
“You could’ve told us.”
“I couldn’t.” My voice broke. “I worked so hard to put all of that behind me. Telling you would’ve undone everything I did to be the person I am today.”
“But we told you who we were. That wasn’t fair of you, Y/N.”
“I know,” I turned to Wanda, hoping that at least she would understand me. “And I’m sorry. I just didn’t want either of you to think that I was some Hydra agent undercover or something.”
“And what if we do?”
“Do you?” I directed the question at Natasha, but then turned my attention to Wanda. “Do both of you really think I’m a Hydra agent? After everything I told you? After all we’ve been through?” I yelled, my chest heaving and my tears finally falling.
Wanda’s eyes shifted to the ground, but Nat continued to stare straight at me.
“Wouldn’t I have killed both of you already? Maybe while I was fucking you so hard you were screaming my name -”
Natasha’s fist collided with my face before I even had the chance to react. I barely flinched at the blow, even though she had used all her strength and channeled her anger into the hit. I sighed, knowing full well that I deserved it for how I spoke, but disappointed that she resorted to violence.
“Natasha!” Wanda cried, but I raised my hand up toward her, telling her it was okay.
“I deserved that.” I breathed, watching as the realization finally crossed her features that I had taken a hit from her and didn’t even take a step back. “I shouldn’t have brought that up, I’m sorry.”
“Y/N,” Wanda said my name softly, slowly approaching me. “I don’t think you’re with Hydra. I don’t think you have an evil bone in your body.” She took my face in her hands and looked deeply into my eyes. “You need to be honest with us from now on. No more secrets.”
I nodded, my eyes filling with tears once again at the softness of her voice. I thought she would’ve been angrier than Nat, but I guess she understood my desire to put it behind me to an extent.
“No more secrets. I’m sorry.”
“I know you are. It’s okay.”
Nat stood back and wordlessly watched us, still as the dead while Wanda comforted me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her, hugging me, and I watched Nat from over her shoulder. Her face was unreadable, blank, but I knew her well enough to know that she was mulling over everything that happened.
“They took me as a child,” I began, looking Nat directly in the eye. “I was tortured for years, injected with god knows what until I was finally able to escape.” I swallowed roughly, blinking away tears. “I can’t tell you how many of my bones were broken, how much of my body was destroyed just for it to repair itself within minutes and for the torture to start all over again because of it.”
“Y/N, you don’t have to …"
“I want to.” I gave Wanda a slight squeeze, letting her know it was okay, and continued. “I wasn’t the end goal. I was just a guinea pig. They were just going to use me until I finally died.” I scoffed. “Unfortunately for me, they made it almost impossible for me to die from anything other than natural causes.”
I sniffled softly and I felt Wanda’s arms tighten around me in support.
“I can’t even kill myself.”
“Y/N, don’t.” Wanda spoke against my neck and I could feel her own hot tears against my skin. “Don’t say that.”
“I tried.” I grabbed onto her, burying my face in the crook of her neck. “I tried to kill myself so many times, but I always wake up. I always wake up.”
I could sense Nat approach before I felt her arms around the both of us. Wanda was full on crying at this point and I was doing my best to hold and comfort her. As Nat embraced us both, and I could’ve sworn that I heard her crying too.
“I’m sorry, Y/N.”
I looked up at her, her eyes shining with tears. I leaned toward her and pressed my lips to hers and she responded in full, kissing me back while we held Wanda.
“I’m so sorry.” She whispered against my lips and I shook my head.
“Don’t apologize. I was the one who was wrong.”
“I was an idiot. I … hit you.”
“Which I deserved.”
“No, you didn’t. I lost myself.”
“It’s alright. I’m fine, see? Not even a scratch.” I tried to make light of it to try and make her feel better.
I knew it happened in a moment of passion and I truly did deserve it. I had deserved everything that happened to me. I knew that.
Before I could voice another thought, Wanda lifted her head up and kissed me, her lips trembling.
“I’m - I’m fine.” I breathed softly, her green eyes searching mine. “I’m fine, Wands. I promise.”
“I don’t want anything to come between us ever again.” Wanda’s voice was small and she sniffled softly.
“Nothing will. Ever. You two mean so much to me. More than you’ll ever know.”
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marvelnatswhore · 1 year
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I love that mood board. It's very impressive. Thank you. I'd like a fic and head canons for the idea, both would be good, but a fic would be preferred. Thank you friend, we appreciate it.
so sorry this is late, if i have time ill definitely turn it into a fic! i was hoping to finish the hcs i started for this but i've been stuck on it so i might just skip to the fic for now? x
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oizysian · 1 year
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I'd like to request this if possible.
Pairing: Fem Reader X vampire Wanda Maximoff/ vampire Natasha Romanoff Story type: Smut/Fluff Plot: Wanda and Natasha take the reader on a date to the aquarium, spend a sweet day together before going home and collapsing into bed, unable to keep their hands off of each other. Prompt: “Your scent drives me crazy.” Vampire Au
Insatiable | Vampire!WandaNat
Pairing: Vampire!Wanda x Vampire!Nat x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Smut, slight dubcon, strap use 18+
Word Count: 2,935
AN: Thank you for the request! This is my first time writing WandaNat so I hope I did okay. Enjoy!
“Wake up, pretty girl.”
I shifted slightly, my back pressing into the body laying behind me. I felt their arms wrap tighter around my middle, pulling me against their front. The person in front of me stroked my face gently and I leaned into their touch, their cool hand comforting and loving against my skin.
“It’s time to wake up.”
“No, Wanda,” I whined softly, turning over and burying my face in Natasha’s chest. “I don’t wanna get up.” My voice was muffled by Nat’s breasts.
“We’re going out tonight, remember? We promised we’d take you out on a date.”
“Hmm, if she doesn’t want to get up, I’m fine with staying in tonight.” Nat purred, her hands sliding down my back to grab at my ass.
“No, I wanna.” I said, gasping softly as Nat groped at me.
“Natasha, we’ll play with Y/N when we get home.”
Her fingers slipped between my legs and gently stroked my sex. I mewled softly, my back arching as she touched me. Natasha growled against my neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin there as she continued to touch me.
“Wanda,” she growled, her eyes flickering to the other woman. “Don’t you want to fuck her now? Just smell her.” She took a deep breath and sighed. “She smells so good.”
“She does.” Wanda agreed, leaning her body towards mine and running her hand up my hip, pressing her lips to the other side of my neck.
“Wait,” I cried out, my hips bucking into Natasha’s hand. “I wanna go out.”
“When we’re done with you, pet.” Natasha said against my throat, her fingers deep inside me, fucking me slowly.
Wanda’s teeth slipped into my neck and I let out a whine, tears springing to my eyes as I felt my orgasm approaching. Nat’s other hand trailed down to find my clit, rubbing it with a hungry fervor.
I gripped at Natasha’s shoulders as I came against her strong fingers, her own teeth dipping into the sensitive skin of my neck to taste my climax.
Both vampires purred as they fed from me, Wanda’s needy hands grabbing at me and Nat’s powerful fingers still pumping into me, prolonging my orgasm.
I felt faint as I came down from my high. Wanda finished feeding first and nuzzled against me, purring like a happy kitten. Natasha continued to feed greedily, and I tapped on her shoulder in surrender.
“Sorry, moya lyubov.” She whispered against my neck, licking the wound she inflicted. “We’ll get you some food before we leave.”
“Mm, food.” I smiled, resting my head against Nat’s shoulder as both vampires fondled me.
“We’ll take care of you, detka.” Wanda finally spoke, her hands cupping my breasts, twisting and pulling at my nipples mindlessly.
“I wanna go out.” I whined softly and I heard Wanda chuckle behind me.
“Soon,” she kissed my neck. “You need to eat something first.”
“You?” I pushed my ass back into her front and she growled against my neck.
“No, love. Not now.”
Wanda pulled away from me and got up from the bed, stretching languidly before leaving the room, presumably to go to the kitchen to get some food.
Nat’s fingers started moving again, her lips attached to my neck as she touched me lazily.
“Natty, we gotta get up.” I moaned softly, my hips grinding down into her hand.
“Mhm, we sure do.” She spoke against my skin, licking and nipping at me.
“Nat.” I pushed against her weakly, trying to gain a semblance of control.
She grabbed both of my hands with one of hers and pinned them above my head, leaving me helpless and open to her.
She palmed my clit as she pumped her fingers into me and I moaned, my hips rolling against her hand.
She brought her head down to catch a hardened nipple in her mouth, her teeth barely breaking the skin along my areola.
I groaned softly as she sucked the tiny droplets of blood off of my breast, my hips wriggling as she fucked me hard and deep.
“Nat …” I whimpered, my orgasm quickly approaching.
“Cum for me, pretty baby. Cum for me.”
I squeezed my eyes tight and came at her words, her fingers curling upwards, drawing my high out. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, Natasha’s lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss.
“Natasha, can’t you control yourself for one minute?” Wanda asked, laughter in her voice as she brought in a sandwich, cookies, and juice for me.
“Not when it comes to her.” Her accent came out, thick and sexy. “Not when she smells the way she does.”
“Let her go so she can eat.”
Reluctantly, she let me go, and I wrapped my arms around her neck, catching her lips in a bruising kiss. Wanda stood watching, a quiet huff coming from her at the sight of us.
“And where’s my thank you for bringing you food?” She teased and I turned to look at her, my eyes droopy and my smile loopy with lust and blood loss.
I crawled over to the edge of the bed where she was standing and attempted to pull down her pants.
“Woah!” She cried, putting the food and juice down on the nightstand and grabbing my hands. “There’s time for that later. I was really just expecting a kiss.”
I smiled up at her and pulled her down towards me, capturing her lips with my own. She moaned into my mouth and I couldn’t help but feel powerful bringing such a dangerous monster to her knees like I often did.
“Okay,” she spoke against my lips, giving me a quick peck before continuing. “Eat up so we can go on our date.”
“Where are we going?” I asked as I grabbed the sandwich and took a big bite out of it.
“It’s a surprise.” Wanda said before Natasha could speak. “But, it’s someplace you’ve been wanting to go to.”
“Vegas?!” I asked excitedly and she shook her head.
“No, not quite. Think more watery.”
“Watery?” I questioned and tried to think. “It’s too late to go fishing … the aquarium! Are we going to the aquarium?”
Wanda pretended to think for a moment before nodding and Natasha slid up behind me, pressing kisses to my shoulder as I ate.
“You are insatiable.” I laughed and she nodded against me.
“When it comes to you two? Definitely.” I raised my eyes to look at Wanda and I could’ve almost sworn I saw her blush.
“Keep it in your pants long enough for us to get out, Nat.”
“But, wait, the aquarium isn’t open this late.” I said as I chewed the last of my sandwich.
“It is for us.” Nat said with a smirk and Wanda smiled down at me.
“Don’t worry, dove. We’ve got everything taken care of.”
She pressed a kiss to my crown and I couldn’t help but smile, feeling warm and squishy inside. My girlfriends were so good to me.
“Now, get ready. We have a long night ahead of us.”
Natasha broke us into the aquarium.
It was dark and quiet, the fish unbothered by our presence. Wanda held my hand as Natasha walked behind us, seemingly on guard despite the fact that the place was absolutely empty.
“Tasha, come here and hold my hand.” I called to her, holding out my hand and wiggling my fingers at her.
She looked from my hand to my face and gave in, taking my hand and falling into step with us.
“Look at the pretty fish.” I said, letting go of Wanda’s hand and pointing up at the display. “You’re missing all of this by watching out for danger.”
“One of us has to.” She shot Wanda a look that she ignored.
“I am not worried, dorogoy. We can handle any guards on duty.”
She took my hand again and I smiled up at her.
“C’mon, let’s go look at the stingrays.”
I led them both to the display not far from the tropical fish, letting go of their hands and bending down to touch the rays.
I could feel my skirt rise up as I bent over, smirking to myself as I knew one of the girls would take notice and act on it. As I touched one of the stingrays that swam by, I felt someone grab my hips, pressing themselves against me.
“Natasha. Not in front of the fish.” Wanda said with a smirk and I looked over my shoulder to see Nat pressed up against me, her canines elongated in arousal.
“Nat,” I giggled, wiggling my ass against her. “Not now. We’re in public.”
“There’s no one around.” She growled, inhaling my scent deeply as she rocked her hips against my own.
I grabbed the edge of the display, trying not to grind myself back into her and egg her on. We were supposed to be out on a date. I looked back at Wanda to see her biting her lip as she watched us.
“Like what you see, Wands?”
“Mm, yes, malyshka. I love when Natasha uses you.”
I sighed at her words, swallowing roughly as Nat dug her nails into my hips.
“S-stop, Nat.” I blushed, using one of my hands to push her away.
She ignored me and groaned, humping me in front of Wanda.
“Natalia.” Wanda stepped up next to us and Nat stopped moving.
She released me and stepped back and Wanda smirked at her as she walked to the other side of the display. Wanda had an odd power over Natasha despite how in control and dominant Nat was.
I watched their interaction, forever confused as to why Natasha responded to Wanda like that. I never had the courage to ask either of them what the reason was.
Wanda walked up to me and fixed my skirt, pulling it down and giving my ass a pat.
“Come, Y/N. Let’s go look at the sharks.”
“Yes!” I cheered, taking Wanda’s hand and walking towards the shark tanks.
Natasha followed us, finally catching up once we got to the display. She came to stand next to me, wrapping her arm around my waist and looking up at the tiger sharks that swam by.
“I love sharks.” I said as I watched them with amazement. “But, not as much as you two.”
“You better not love sharks more than us.” Nat teased and I giggled, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
“I love you both more than anything.”
“I love you, moya lyubov.” Wanda said, kissing the side of my head.
“Yes, I love you too.” Natasha said softly, not the most comfortable with expressing herself.
“Thank you.” I whispered, smiling up at the more bashful girl. “Let’s go look at all the fish.”
I took her hand as we walked through the aquarium, admiring my girlfriends while they admired the fish. I knew this night was for me, but I couldn’t help but stare at the girls as they watched the fish swim around in wonder.
They were both beautiful, majestic, powerful - and they were obsessed with me. I had two vampires that wanted nothing more than to fuck me every hour of every day. I was a lucky girl.
“Where are you, malyshka?” Wanda asked me softly as the turtles swam by.
“I’m right here. I’m just thinking about you and Nat.”
I looked over at the other woman, watching as she stared in amazement at the turtles. She looked so innocent, which was definitely different than what she usually looked like. My heart swelled with love for her, and for Wanda for being so caring.
I turned in Wanda’s embrace and wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her close and kissing her hard. She was startled at first, but responded quickly, grabbing at me and holding me close.
“I’m ready to go home.”
Wanda and I were in the backseat of the car, making out like two teenagers, as Natasha drove, her knuckles white as she gripped the steering wheel with all of her strength.
“Your scent drives me crazy, malyshka.” Wanda growled at me, her canines pricking my lower lip.
Tiny droplets of blood started to bead up on my lip that she wasted no time in licking up, sucking on me as her hands gripped at my ass from under my skirt.
“Ahh, Wanda.” I whimpered, grinding myself down onto her thigh.
“Yes, baby, tell me what you need.”
“You. Ahh … Natty …”
Natasha would’ve crashed the car if she hadn’t already parked in front of our house. She got out of the car and opened the back door for us, which we all but ignored.
“Let’s go.” She snarled and my pussy throbbed at the sound of her voice.
I detached myself from Wanda, my lips puffy and red from our bloody kisses, and got out of the car, Wanda following behind me.
Natasha was first to enter the house and Wanda was the last, closing and locking the door behind us before joining Nat and I in the bedroom.
Nat had our clothes off before I could even blink, and I watched Wanda walk into the room from my bent over position on the bed. I felt exposed and open as she bent down in front of me, eating me out from behind. I grabbed hold of the blankets and cried out, losing sight of Wanda as she walked behind us.
“W-Wanda,” I moaned, trying to push myself up off the bed to look for her, but Nat pushed me back down, grabbing both my hands with hers and pressed me into the bed. “Wands.”
“I’m here, moya lyubov.” She cooed, coming to kneel in front of me on the bed, strap firmly attached to her hips.
She grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head up, adjusting the cock at my lips. I cried out in frustration, from not being able to touch either of them and not being allowed to cum, as Natasha was merely playing with me, and Wanda took that opportunity to slip the cock into my mouth.
“Yes, good girl.” She hissed as it hit the back of my throat.
I gagged slightly, my eyes squeezing closed as I got used to the strap in my mouth. It felt longer and thicker than the one we usually used. Wanda began pumping in and out of my mouth, moaning as I took her completely.
I wriggled against Nat as she continued to lap at me and Wanda reached down with her free hand and slapped my ass. I cried out, muffled by the cock, and tried to pull my hands free to no avail. All I wanted to do was touch them.
When Natasha finally touched my clit, I jerked, my hips frantically thrusting against her strong tongue. Wanda gripped my hair tighter and bit her lip as she looked down at me, her hips rolling into my face.
I tried to speak as my first orgasm washed over me, only moans of passion slipped past my lips as I came against Natasha’s lips and tongue. Wanda was soon to come after, her hips jerking as she came against my face.
She slipped the cock out of my mouth and released my hair. Nat took this opportunity to flip me over, my legs spread wide for her to devour.
“Please,” I begged, looking from Nat to Wanda. “Please fuck me.”
Natasha looked at Wanda and shrugged, switching places with her. Wanda stood between my legs, slapping the dick along my slit before sliding it against my folds, getting it slick with my juices and slipping it inside me.
Before I could moan, Natasha sat on my face and I instantly began lapping up her glistening wetness that had begun to drip down her thighs. I nearly suffocated myself as I buried my face between her legs, sucking and licking at her throbbing clit.
Wanda pounded into me, holding my legs against her so I couldn’t move. I grabbed Nat’s thighs and she took my hands and pinned them to the bed. She rode my face like her life depended on it, her hips rocking and body bouncing on top of me. She was close, I could feel her walls closing around my tongue, so I concentrated all of my efforts on her throbby clit and she came all over my face.
“Fuck, Y/N!” She cried, rolling off of me once she came down from her high.
She watched as Wanda fucked me and she smiled, licking her lips as she grabbed my hands once again, keeping me pinned to the bed.
“Wanda!” I cried, finally able to speak. “Oh, fuck.” I could feel my orgasm quickly approaching as she fucked me within an inch of my life.
She leaned down against me and bit my healing neck and I came all over her cock.
“Yes, moya lyubov, cum for mommy.”
I cried out her name, my pussy milking her as I came again. I was breathless as they both let me go, crawling into the bed with me and cuddling up beside me.
“You did so good, malyshka.” Wanda praised me and I hummed in response.
“Do you have another in you?” Nat asked and I shook my head as her hand came to lay on my chest, playing lazily with one of my nipples.
“I’m sleepy.” I said softly and they both nodded, curling up next to me, their faces nuzzling my neck.
“Sleep now. We’ll play again later.”
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oizysian · 1 year
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If you are still taking requests, I'd like to request this.
Elizabeth Olsen X Fem Reader
Fluff or smut?: A mix of both
Plot: Female reader is a biker, (Not a gang member) crashes the bike one day while out on a ride. Elizabeth hears about this and meets the reader at the hospital. AU because It’d be cool to see a twist like this. Reader comes through fine with a few injuries and Elizabeth insists on reader staying with her while they recover, eventually finding out that Reader is autistic and struggles with sensory issues (Light, sound, touch and so on) Elizabeth realizes she is in love with reader and decides to make her apartment more autistic friendly so as to make reader comfortable.
AU or Canon: AU
Take It Easy | Elizabeth Olsen
Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1,842
Warnings: Talk of injury, smut. 18+
Genre: Whump/comfort, fluff, smut.
AN: Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy it!
“Y/N!” She rushed over to my bedside and took my hand gingerly, bringing it up to her face and pressing it to her cheek. “What happened?”
“Some … asshole hit me.” The look of worry in her eyes made me wonder how badly I really looked. “I’m fine.”
“You’re not ‘fine’ - you got hit by a car!”
I flinched at her voice and she took notice, her gaze softening and her body attempting to relax.
“I’m sorry, it’s just …” I heard her sniffle and I looked up into her eyes, surprised to see them glossy with unshed tears. “This could’ve ended so much worse.”
“I know,” I squeezed her hand and she smiled slightly. “But, really, I’m okay. Just shaken up.”
“I’d like to give that asshole a piece of my mind.” Her attention began to shift and I squeezed her hand again.
“Hey, stay with me, Liz. The last thing we need is you going to jail for assault.”
She returned her attention to me and sighed, nodding in agreement. She grabbed the chair next to the bed and pulled it up beside me, sitting as close as she possibly could all the while still holding my hand.
“Nothing is even broken. I’m just bruised up.”
“And you’ve got one hell of a cut on your head.”
“Do I?” I reached up with my free hand and she took hold of it, shaking her head.
“Don’t touch it. It’s covered. The doctor told me about it when I came in.”
“Oh.” I sighed, looking down at our entwined hands. “Is my head okay?”
“Your thick noggin is fine.” She chuckled softly. “You’re gonna have a nasty headache if you don’t already.”
“I don’t feel much of anything if I’m being honest.”
“It’s adrenaline. But, once it wears off …”
“Yeah, I know; a one way ticket to painsville.”
She nodded slightly, her fingers rubbing circles on the back of my hand.
“The doctor said you should stay with someone while you’re healing.”
I opened my mouth to speak, but she gave me a look of taking no bullshit and my jaw snapped shut.
“I want you to stay with me for a while.”
“I can take care of myself.” I mumbled.
“I know that, but I want to take care of you. Just until the doctor says you’re better.”
“But, there’s nothing wrong with me.” I tried to sit up and was hit with dizzying nausea, which Lizzie took notice of right away. “Okay, maybe there is.”
“Lay back down.” She pushed me down gently and I laid down without complaint, sighing in defeat. “It’ll only be for a few days. A week tops.”
I looked up at her, knowing I wasn’t going to win this no matter how hard I fought. How bad could it be staying with my best friend for a week? My best friend that I was in love with.
“Okay.” I finally gave in.
She smiled, a lone tear sliding down her cheek from the corner of her eye.
“Don’t cry.” I whispered, feeling very helpless at the moment.
“I’m not crying.” She said, sniffling softly.
“Yeah, and I’m not in a hospital bed.” I tried to joke and she let out a tearful laugh, a few more strays slipping past her eyelashes. “I’m sorry.”
“I know,” she brushed her tears away and tried to smile. “You’re just being you, it’s okay. I’m glad you’re still feeling like yourself.”
“For now.”
“For now.” She agreed. “Let’s see what tomorrow brings.”
“Kill me.” I groaned as I lay in Lizzie’s bed, my whole body in the worst pain I’ve ever experienced.
“Yeah, I saw that coming.” She said as she entered the room with a glass of water and a bottle of pills.
She shook the bottle and I covered my ears, the noise too loud for my aching brain.
“Sorry. Here, take two.”
“Tylenol? Nothing stronger?”
“You don’t need anything stronger. You’re just being dramatic.”
“I was hit by a car.” I reminded her.
“Honey,” she placed the glass down and sat next to me on the bed. “I know you were hit by a car, but the doctor said two Tylenol every four to six hours. And we’re going to follow the doctor's orders.”
I grumbled under my breath and stuck out my hand. She tipped the bottle into my palm and let two fall out, closing and placing it next to the glass of water on the nightstand. I huffed as I took the glass, popping the pills in my mouth and washing it down with the water.
“Trust me,” she said as she sat next to me, brushing my hair out of my face gently so as to not disturb the cut on my head. “I’m gonna do everything I can to make sure you feel better.”
“Thanks, Lizzie.” I said softly, sadly tracing imaginary patterns in the bedsheet.
“Don’t look so glum. In a few days you’ll be able to do things normally and then you’ll be going home.”
“Yeah.” I couldn’t hide my disappointment. As much as I hadn’t wanted to become a burden on her, I enjoyed staying with her.
“You wanna watch something?”
I shook my head and she sighed, taking my hand. I pulled her hand into my lap and played with her fingers, letting my mind wander as she sat and kept me company.
“We don’t have to do anything.” She said softly and I looked up at her. “We can just hang out.”
“Yeah.” I gave her a crooked smile. “I’d like that.”
After the doctor had given me the okay to go back to my normal activities, I helped Lizzie out around the house, wanting to pull my weight. She refused at first, but I insisted, and finally she let me do the dishes and help out with dinner.
My head was much better, and the aching in my body was nearly gone. I just wanted things to go back to normal. At the same time, living a cutesy, domestic life with Lizzie was everything I dreamed it could be, and there was a selfish part of me that didn’t want this to end.
The longer I stayed with her, the more things changed around her house. I noticed that some flowers she had in the dining room were now sitting out on the balcony, the light in the hall was no longer put on, and the old, scratchy blanket was taken from my side of the couch and replaced with a soft, comfy one.
My side of the couch. I liked the sound of that. But, why had things been changing? These little things were almost unnoticeable, but I noticed because those things used to bother me before. I never would’ve said anything to Lizzie, but she seemed to pick up on my discomfort and acted on it. I couldn’t lie and say my heart didn’t swell with love for her at the thought.
“Hey, Lizzie?”
“Hm?” She hummed softly, her fingers lazily tangled in my hair.
“What happened to those flowers you had on the table?” I played dumb.
“I put them outside.”
“Why?”
“I noticed you didn’t like the smell. You’re very sensitive to smell, you know.”
I blinked a few times, trying to process what she said.
“And why don’t you use the light in the hallway any more?”
“It hurts your eyes.” She said as she played with my tousled locks.
“And -”
“Y/N.” She interrupted me, gently lifting my chin so I would look up at her. “You’re here with me, so I’m making your stay as comfortable as possible. I’m gonna change the lightbulb in the hallway so it’s not so harsh.”
“You don’t have to do that.” I mumbled softly and she smiled down at me.
“Of course I do. I want you to be happy here.”
“Thank you.” I snuggled closer to her and she pressed a kiss to the uninjured portion of my forehead.
“Of course. I love you.”
My heart stopped at her words and it was obvious she had realized what she said a little too late. You could cut the silence between us with a knife.
“Y/N …” she started and I spoke without thinking.
“I love you too.”
“Yeah?” She asked softly and I nodded, inching closer to her.
“Yeah.”
She leaned forward and brushed her lips against mine, gently at first, before growing bolder and letting her tongue clash with my own.
Oh, god, how I dreamt of this moment. She tasted like strawberries and vanilla and I couldn’t get enough of her. She pressed me into the couch and I let her take control of me, knowing for a fact that she wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.
“Is this okay?” She asked as her fingers played with the waistband of my pants. “We can wait if you’re not ready.”
“I’ve been ready since I met you. I’ve always been in love with you.”
She smiled down at me and I raised my hips towards her, letting her pull down my pants and panties in one fell swoop. She giggled against my lips as our tongues and teeth clumsily clashed, our eager kisses becoming sloppy as her hands explored my body.
“We’ll have to take it easy.” She whispered, a mischievous look in her eye. “Which means you’re going to lay back,” she bit her lip and smiled. “And enjoy yourself.”
I blinked at her, a smile creeping across my features as she slid down my body, pressing wet, open mouthed kisses to my belly as she made her way between my legs.
“You’re so pretty.” She whispered softly, her fingers parting my soaked folds so she could see every inch of me.
“Lizzie,” I whined, covering my face with my arm. “Stop it.”
“No,” she kissed me and I nearly saw stars. “You’re perfect.”
I removed my arm from my face and looked down at her, her golden locks splayed across my lower abdomen, her emerald eyes looking up at me from under her eyelashes as she sucked my clit into her eager mouth.
A slew of obscenities fell from my lips as her tongue slipped delicately inside of me, touching me in ways I never dreamed possible.
“Lizzie,” I moaned, running my fingers through her hair as she ate me out. “Oh, fuck, yeah, right there, Lizzie. Fuck.”
She brought her free hand up to meet mine, lacing our fingers together as her strong tongue continued to lap at my wetness. My hips raised towards her as the coil in my belly tightened, my legs beginning to shake as my orgasm quickly approached.
I let out a whimper, a soft sound, before crying out her name breathlessly, cumming all over her mouth and chin. She didn’t let a drop go to waste, her tongue licking and lips sucking as she cleaned up the mess I made.
“When you feel better,” she breathed, smiling up at me. “We can do so much more.”
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Athlete reader ( jock, super fit boxer) x wanda maximoff headcanons please. A mix of fluffy and non fluffy topics please. Can be about their relationship with each other as well as how they deal with others. Topic ideas... dog or cat, winter or summer, favourite quirk about the other, nicknames for partner, favourite body part on themselves and partner, what gets them hot under the collar, how they react to seeing their partner tease them. Can i request this please?
Athlete!Reader x Wanda Maximoff headcanons;
They love the summer because that’s when they can go out running or swimming or just be generally active. Wanda loves all of the seasons for all different reasons; summer because she gets to be active with Y/N (or just watch them be active) and she can’t deny that she stares at them while they work out under the hot sun, spring because all of the flowers are blooming, fall because she’s a big fan of Halloween, and winter because she gets to cuddle up with Y/N by the fire and drink hot cocoa when it’s cold.
Y/N prefers dogs over cats but since Wanda is a cat lover, they’re more used to living with cats.
Everything about Wanda is lovable, but they especially love all her little scars and beauty marks. When they’re intimate, they take special time out to kiss each and every individual one. Wanda loves every inch of Y/N, but especially their hands; strong yet soft.
Once Wanda starts teasing them, either playfully or sexually, they turn bright red and start tripping over their own words. Wanda loves it.
They seem very dominant, but all Wanda has to do is look at them a certain way, and she’s got them like putty in her hands.
They actively encourage Wanda to use her magic in everyday life, despite her fear that she’ll hurt them or others with it. It’s a part of her, so they’re trying to teach her to love all of herself as much as they do.
Both of them love when Y/N picks Wanda up. They’ll throw her over their shoulder and playfully smack her ass and she’ll squeal for them to let her down, but she loves it. Sometimes she even gets piggyback rides through the park when she starts getting tired and Y/N is still going.
They’re both big on praise - both giving and receiving.
Wanda loves cooking Y/N healthy meals. She’s always making them smoothies and preparing trays of fruits and veggies to snack on.
Even though she barely understands them, Wanda loves listening to Y/N go on and on about whatever sport they’re currently obsessed with. When they watch sports together, they try to explain what’s going on, but Wanda is just listening to their voice.
They fuck Wanda while wearing their jersey so that every time Wanda sees them on the field she’s already hot and bothered. Not that she isn’t already since she’s always turned on when she sees them.
Once they fucked in the locker room before a game and it became a ritual for them. Now before every game, they get there early to fuck for good luck.
Wanda is always calling them names in her native language, but Y/N calls her 'Wands' or uses affectionate terms like 'baby'. They're determined to learn Sokovian but they're just not very good at it.
Y/N loves the way Wanda's hands and fingers move when she uses her magic. They're absolutely entranced every time she does her wiggly woos.
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