#wanda drabble

[scarletlizzard]

During a training session with Wanda, she has repeatedly taken you down despite all your best efforts and calling yourself the strongest.

Wanda: Again? It's like you're not even trying! So much for 'Worlds Strongest Avenger'

Y/N, groaning: You know what?

Wanda, mockingly: What?

Y/N: You talk a lot of shit for someone with really kissable lips

Wanda: Kissable... what?

Y/N: Yeah! So you can shut up, get over here, and use them

Wanda: *shuts up and leans in*

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[writing-house-of-m]

Mistakes

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word count: 447

Warnings: Not been edited

Summary: You take care of Wanda's boys

A/N: This took a while to get around to doing but here is the first request done!

You have been seeing Wanda for six months. When her babysitter fell through you volunteered to take care of her boys so she didn't need to take the day off work. Everything has gone well… until now.

The last twenty minutes have been you trying to calm the two hyperactive boys down so that they can sleep.

When you hear the front door you race down knowing you have to explain yourself to Wanda.

"You made a mistake," Wanda says, monotonously.

"I know! I know. I shouldn't have given them ice cream before bed," you say, dropping your head shortly after as a thud sounds above your heads making you wince.

Wanda lifts your face up so you can meet her eyes. You see the amused smile on her face before she speaks, "It's okay, you made a mistake. You think I haven’t done the same thing before?" She strokes your cheeks to comfort you.

You sigh, when you hear footsteps running around through the ceiling. "Well, no. Because you're the perfect mother," you mumble into Wanda's neck, wrapping your arms around her waist, holding her close.

"Honey," she pulls away so she can look at you again. "You're great with the boys, there's no way you could have known they would act like this after ice cream. The first time this happened to me they broke a window."

You scoff, then your eyes widen, "You don't think…"

"Yeah, I should go check on them," Wanda says, pecking your lips before rushing to leave.

While Wanda is upstairs calming down the two rascals, you try to sort out the aftermath of your chaos from earlier, downstairs. The longer she is up there the quieter it gets.

In the time it takes for Wanda to meet you on the couch you have cleared the clutter of toys from the floor, put away dishes and bought some order to the furniture.

Wanda sighs as she leans into your side. Wrapping your arm around her you kiss the top of her head as she rests against you.

"Long shift at the hospital?" You ask.

Wanda hums, feeling relaxed as you stroke her hair.

You get up and before Wanda can protest, without hesitation, you lift her bridal style. "Let's get you to bed," you grunt. "Don't worry, I won't make the same mistake twice and give you ice cream too."

Wanda chuckles as you carry her out of the room. "But I really wanted ice cream," she whines, playfully.

"Maybe if you're a good girl you can have some tomorrow," you joke back laughing along with Wanda.

It might be early in your relationship but you know one day you will marry this woman.

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[marvelouslytrekking]

Meeting the Twins

Pairing: Wanda/Reader Summary: Your relationship with Wanda is progressing and she wants you to meet her kids Warnings: None Word Count: 662 A/N: This is a request from @xxxtwilightaxelxxx I did just realize that I didn’t actually use the dialog prompt the request came with but the concept is there so I hope you enjoy it anyway!!

You always told yourself that dating someone with kids was off the table. You weren’t someone who particularly liked kids, and you definitely wouldn’t say you were good with kids but when you met Wanda you immediately knew she’d be the exception. You fell head over heels for her almost instantly when you met her.

You were so much in love with her that you were standing in the toy aisles of Target trying to decide what would be something that would get two boys to not hate you immediately. You know how much her kids meant to Wanda and if they told her you had to go, you would be gone before you had time to blink.  

You had found two small lego sets, remembering Wanda saying they had recently been really getting into them. While you had considered getting them one of the giant sets, you didn’t want to make it look like you were trying too hard, so instead you picked two different small Star Wars ship sets figuring those would go over well while not being too over the top.

You were sitting in your car trying to talk yourself up to going to the front door. You knew it was a little ridiculous to be this nervous about meeting someone’s kids but you just really wanted this night to go over well. You felt like you were a teenager again having to meet someone's mom and the panic that came along with that. You finally decided you had to go in when you noticed one of the boys peeking at you through the blinds.

Before you could even knock, he was ripping open the door. “Do you always sit in your car for 10 minutes before coming into someone’s house?” He asked you with a laugh.

“Sometimes, I tend to drive too fast and am always too early” You chuckle awkwardly, looking past him to see if you could spot Wanda.

“Dear, it’s not nice to tease our guest” Wanda scolded her son, turning to you she smiled. “I think it’s cute that you do that.”

“Thanks,”

“This is Billy,” Wanda gestured to the boy who had just been making fun of you. “Tommy!”

Suddenly the other twin appeared beside her, sliding on the hardwood floor in his socks.

“It’s nice to meet you both,” You smiled at them both.

“What’s in the Target bag?” Tommy asked

“Oh! Well I was doing a little shopping for myself and I saw these two lego sets and I thought you two might like them, so I picked them up!” You quickly started to pull them out of the bag to show them what you had picked out. The boys both cheered immediately in excitement, each rushing to grab one out of your hands. You were relieved that they didn’t immediately start fighting over who got which ones.

“You really didn’t have to get them anything,” Wanda said softly, a loving look in her eyes and her gaze shifted from you to the boys.

“Now boys, what do you say?”

“Thank you!” They both chimed in unison. You chucked at that.

“You’re very welcome.” You smiled, “Oh and don’t think I didn’t get anything for you,” You turned to Wanda and pulled out a bottle of wine.

“Oh wow, you know how to be a good house guest don’t you.” She smiled, taking the bottle from you and leading you to the kitchen.

“Well I want to make sure you keep me around.” You joked.

“Oh I have a feeling we won’t be getting rid of you any time soon,” Wanda smiled before pouring you both a glass of wine. You headed back into the living room to help the boys with their new lego sets that they were both already working on getting put together.

Your night was full of laughter, and while kids were always your thing, you could absolutely see this family growing on you very quickly.

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[buckysemotionalstatus]

Do you think you could do something with little!wanda x reader

Comfort from something, thunder, being spooked by a movie. Ect!!’

"Mommy Will Always Be There To Protect You" - Wanda x Little!Reader (Platonic)

A/N: hi! Omg I'm so happy you requested! I'm so sorry if it's not good, I haven't really written full on drabble in a while but I tried to be quick. I tried to encorperate both of your ideas into one but it might have gotten a bit jumbled at the end. So sorry for that!

Wanda was worried.

   She figured it would have been fine if she dozed off with you on the couch, leaving the TV on in the background for its ambiance. That was until she heard your screams.

   The channel that usually showed silly cartoons had moved on to midnight horror movies, something you had never been too fond of considering their violent depictions of all the things you had only seen in your nightmares. That in itself was already a not-so-great mix with the thunderstorm brewing outside.

   In your fit of panic, you rushed to your room and hid under the bed. You could hear Wanda's tired groans as your cries of distress woke her up with a resounding gasp.

BOOM

   A crackle of thunder from the storm ran a shiver down your spine, hands making their way to your ears to hide from the loud hisses of the wind outside.

   "Honey?"

   You heard Wanda call, the floorboards creaking beneath her feet.

   "Honey, where are you..?"

   Wanda was always good at finding your hiding places.. but you didn't know that. She saw it fit to play clueless with you, creating somewhat of a playful atmosphere.

   "Hm... are you," She paused, opening the doors to your wardrobe using her magic. "In the closet?"

   You giggled; the bubbly laughter made your shoulders shake. Partly in fear of the ongoing storm, partly in how you were immersed in the small hide-and-seek game you suddenly found yourself playing.

BOOM

   The loud bang forced yet another scream from you. Wanda crouched down before the bed, looking under it to ensure your general safety.

   "Oh, baby, come here.." she was quick to end the game, holding her arms out for you to crawl out and hug her. She hugged you back, her embrace warm as you sobbed in her arms.

   "It's okay.." Wanda cooed to you quietly, rubbing soothing circles on your back. "Mommy's here.."

   You choked on your sobs, holding her tighter as the wind howled more vigorously at you from outside.

   "There was so much blood, Mommy.." You whispered, burying your face in her chest to wipe your tears.

   "Where, baby, where was the blood?" Wanda responded, brushing your hairs fly away from your face when you looked up at her to answer.

   "The screen, Mommy, the screen!"

   Wanda gave a small 'shhh' when you started to cry again at the memory.

   "It wasn't real, darling, it was just a movie."

   Your jaw dropped at the statement, it was fake? But it looked so genuine!

   "It wasn't? But.." your voice wavered as it trailed off, gripping the hem of Wanda's shirt to hold her impossibly closer.

   "No, honey. I'd never let anything like that happen to--or around you." Wanda comforted, cupping your cheeks and shaking her head dismissively. "I'll always be here to protect you.."

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[chaosmagicss]

Can I request ❛ nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time! ❜ with Wanda pls. 🙏

j’s 1k celebration!

word count: 482

warnings: none, just fluff :)

She’s all too aware of her hold over you.

Sure, Wanda might be the most powerful person in the Avengers’ current line-up, but she doesn’t need superpowers to bring you to your knees. All it takes to do that is a pout and those damn puppy dog eyes of hers.

And boy, does she abuse them.

She uses them to convince you to buy the overpriced ice cream she loves, to watch her choice of movie on movie nights, to let her steal your favourite hoodies, and now, to try and pull you away from schoolwork just to cuddle.

You don’t need to study for the upcoming midterms per se - you’ve got it covered, really - but it couldn’t hurt to give your abundance of notes another read.

All you have to do is not let pretty green eyes pull you under.

“Baby,” Wanda whines. “Please? Just for a little while?”

“A ‘little while’ turns into all night,” you say pointedly, not looking at her, “I know what you’re like.”

“But just imagine,” she says, wistfully. “You could be all cozied up under the blankets with your girlfriend instead of staring at notes you don’t need to go over because you’re super smart and the midterm is going to be super easy.” A pause. “And also, you’re super pretty.”

You can’t help but shoot her a look, and you realise it’s a mistake almost immediately. Wanda’s lips twitch at the way your face shifts, your stubbornness melting away in an instant, and you let out a load groan, moving towards her.

She giggles as you leap to cover her eyes with your hand, following her as she falls onto her back. She’s already won.

“Nope!” you say. “Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time!”

Fingers curl around your wrist, and when she pushes, you let her, grinning breathlessly down at her as she smiles up at you. She blinks, shifting so you can settle more comfortably between her legs, her eyes darting between your eyes and your mouth.

“Wanna kiss,” she whispers, and your cheeks flush for no good reason.

You shake your head a little in amusement as you lean down, propping yourself up on your elbows. “Such a baby,” you say affectionately, and Wanda just hums as you press your lips to hers.

You can feel Wanda’s magic pull the blankets over you as you kiss, but you don’t have it in you to argue anymore. Cuddling with Wanda does sound like a good idea.

You pull back for air, bumping your noses together and not missing Wanda’s pleased smile. “God damn puppy dog eyes,” you murmur, and she giggles, her hands skimming up your sides.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.”

“Yeah, I bet,” you mutter humorously.

She just hums again, straining up to kiss you, and you can’t help but melt into it.

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[modern-vellichor]

hiii i absolutely love your writing <333

it may or may not have made me bawl at 3am...

anyways would u write a fic based on bad idea! by girl in red where wanda & r are exes and wanda shows up one night at her door drunk & wanting to get back together & the morning she's all cold and distant & like 'this was a mistake ur better off wo me'

-a/n; love love love this -warnings; angst

"Wanda," you sighed and stared at the redhead who was leaning nonchalantly against the door frame. "What are you doing here?"

"Can I come in?"

"You're drunk," you protested.

"I'm drunk and I miss you and I'd like to come in."

You knew this was a losing battle and so you stepped aside. As soon as Wanda was through the threshold, she was on you. She kicked the front door closed behind her and cupped your cheeks. She kissed you roughly. She was desperate. She was desperate for you.

"This is a bad idea," you muttered against her lips.

But Wanda's hands had already wandered from your cheeks and were making their way up your shirt. She wasn't gonna stop now. She undid your bra and said "Darling, you're so pretty it hurts."

She pushed you up against the wall and threw all your clothes down on the floor. She pulled back to look at you with a cheeky grin.

"Darling, are you ready for more?"

You woke up to see Wanda sitting on the edge of your bed, pulling her trousers on.

"Leaving so soon?" you groaned.

"This was a bad idea..."

You slammed your head back down onto the pillow and groaned loudly. "I told you so."

"You didn't try to stop me."

"You wouldn't have stopped."

Wanda didn't say anything. She slipped her shirt over her head and stared at you. She moved to leave but hovered by your bedroom door.

"It was a bad idea, to think I could stop."

"Yeah," you scoffed. "It was a bad idea."

"I just can't get enough," she confessed.

You were lost for words. But she was gone. Surely though, you'd see her again. Because she's totally fucked.

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[wanda-little-baby-reblog]

Soooo, its just my reblog blog, and for everyone who passes this way I hope you find something interesting!

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[agent-barnes40]

Wanda dropped onto her knees, dropping the deed she had clutched onto. Tears fell onto the piece of paper as she suddenly let out a scream that immediately created a sore throat. Her body jerked backwards and her magic shot out, spinning around her, lifting her broken body.

She barely registered a house being built around her before she jerked back, her body bending as she felt something- no someone, entering the room, when she finally straightened, seeing the man she missed so much, the man she just saw being cut apart, his head being pressed into itself. She saw Vision.

“Welcome Home, Wanda.” He said as she took a step towards him, not registering her clothing change and her grabbing his hand. “Hello, my love.” She whispered.

She barely registered as she heard the questions Mr and Mrs. Hart had been sending towards her and Vision, and then barely realizing she was subconsciously chocking Mr. Hart. She quickly turned to Vision. “Help him.” She whispered.

She didn’t realize that she practically killed the SWORD agent, rewinding time, but quickly turned to Vision, bringing his attention back to her stomach. “Isn’t this amazing, Vision? Us, having children?”

She didn’t realize that she was speeding up her pregnancy, she didn’t realize why her magic was going haywire until it clicked when she gave birth to twins. One of her boys inherited her magic. Geraldine looked at Wanda, as she watched the twins. “I had a twin once.”

Geraldine quickly realized her mistake when Wanda finally snapped, her eyes glowing red. And she shot the woman out of the house and out of Westview. She rebuilt the house and looked at Vision as he re-entered the house, turning away when she saw his red skin had desaturated and his eyes were- his head had been pressed in, where was his mind stone?

She quickly turned back to him with a smile. “Nothing’s wrong, my love.” That’s when Wanda realized, she did this. She created this.

Wanda had no clue where the dog came from, where Sparky had come from, but ignored it. She wanted her children to have the childhood her and Pietro hadn’t. She could hear the rumbling of something coming to her house as her and the boys headed outside.

Wanda gripped the missile tightly as she dragged it behind her, walking out of the world she created. “You want this back, Howard?” She yelled, tossing it at him. “Stay away from my children.” She threatened, her eyes turning red and she manipulated the snipers to turn on Tyler Howard. “Stay out of my home, or you will regret it.”

“Some things are forever.” Wanda had said, thinking back on the conversation as she stared at Pietro. Why did he have a different face? Why was his hair like that?

Wanda didn’t trust this Pietro. He didn’t act like her Pietro. Who is he?

@simply-a-jinx

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[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

Wanda: It’s Valentine’s Day evening baby what are we doing? I’m so excited!

Y/n:….already?

Venom: Did you not plan anything

Y/n: Don’t be ridiculous! Of course I did, Wanda go and put on something sexy then put a dress over the top we’re going to a fancy restaurant!

Wanda: Perfect! I can’t wait baby! *Goes to get ready*

Y/n goes to find Tony

Y/n: Tony!

Tony: Hey little slime what’s going on?

Y/n:….Never call me little slime again that’s very weird, anyway! I need a restaurant reservation tonight in about 2 hours

Tony: You forgot Valentine’s Day? Come on Y/n you should know better, I’m not giving you the reservation

Y/n: What? Why?!

Tony: You need to learn, I’m sure Wanda will be fine with some cheap noodles and some Ben and Jerry’s ice cream

You get a picture from Wanda on your phone

Venom taking over you standing tall over Tony: Listen here you puny little billionaire man you are giving us that reservation or else I will painting a happy Valentine’s Day pepper message on the wall in your blood

Tony slightly scared: Did Wanda send you a picture of something?

Venom: It is none of your concern tiny man but we shall say it’s something we plan on ripping off of her later so give us that reservation!

Tony: Sure okay you have a reservation at 8 sharp so don’t be late

Venom nodding and retreating back into you

Y/n: Thanks Tony you’re the best!

Tony: Yeah yeah whatever

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[writershapeholeonthedoor]

Marry you

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader

Summary: During an interview, someone asks you to marry them and your girlfriend isn't happy about it

Disclaimer: English is not my first language.

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“My next question is for Y\N.”

Hearing your name being said from somewhere in the crowd in front of the stage, you looked up and quickly finished drinking your water to put the bottle back on the small stool they placed between your and Evan’s chairs. That was the first question directed at you since everyone else who got a chance to ask a question to the Marvel actors seemed more interested in asking things to the people who had been a part of that universe for longer. You couldn’t blame them because that was your second year being a part of that large cast and that was your first ComicCon, not to mention that your colleagues and friends were very entertaining to watch answering the fans' questions.

Now, however, someone was about to ask you something and you got excited very fast. You had prepared to be asked a number of questions about your character, who had featured in two different movies in the MCU and was about to get a movie with her very own name after making success among the fans. You took the microphone that Scarlett elegantly gave to you from where she was sitting in front of you and waited to hear the question. Your eyes scanned the large crowd to find who was about to talk to you, finding someone standing with the microphone in hand after a few seconds.

“Yes?” You prompted the man to talk and also to let him know you were paying attention to what he was about to say.

“Will you marry me?”

There was a beat of stunned silence before the theater erupted in laughs. You were so surprised by his words - and fairly disappointed for having to hear that type of question when all the men got asked very deep questions before - that it took you a moment to go back to the present. You pressed your lips in a thin line and looked around while you thought about your answer. You didn’t want to be rude, but you also didn’t want to let this guy think he was so amazing for asking that type of thing.

Most of your cast mates were laughing around you, but you saw the way Scarlett turned around to throw you a sympathetic smile, which certainly brought you some comfort at least. Brie was also one of the few who didn’t think it was funny, and you thought you may have seen Holland grimacing a bit. There was another roll of chairs behind you and you couldn’t see the reaction of anyone sitting there. You couldn’t see if your girlfriend, Elizabeth Olsen, was sharing an awkward laugh with everybody or if she was as stunned as you.

You had been dating for quite some time now and, although you didn’t make any effort to keep it a secret, the public hadn’t connected the dots yet - which was a first. You liked to think you knew Elizabeth enough to know she didn’t find that question to be funny, though. Not because she would go jealous or anything, but because she could see it was a sexist joke to make every man in the room laugh. The guy himself was accepting the catcalls his friends were throwing his way like he was the most amazing man on Earth, and that’s what made you decide to shoot back instead of going for a simple answer.

“Really?” You asked on the microphone. “You have the right to make one question, and that’s the question you’re going to make?” You added incredulity in your voice and more laughs filled the room, then you shifted to sarcasm - your greatest weapon. “I mean, we’re not going back to you. You know that, right? You have one question, you make it, and that’s it. You can’t make another one.” You could see Scarlett laughing honestly at you, her eyes shining with mirth, and then Elizabeth’s chuckles reached your ears as well. Before the guy could say anything else, you kept talking, dragging him without remorse. “I will give you two seconds to think if that’s what you want to ask.”

For dramatization, you raised your hand, slowly taking two fingers down while everyone else seemed to have fun with your actions. Even the guy who made the question was laughing, although you doubted he realized you were making fun of him.

“Fine, you can ask your question now,” you joked, pointing at him and reclining against your chair. You crossed your legs, placed an arm on the back of the chair, and turned your body to the side a bit to look directly at him.

And then, the question got asked again: “Will you marry me?”

Of course, laughs sounded all around one more time, even louder, and you bit the inside of your cheek while swinging the microphone in front of your mouth for a few seconds. Then, when the laugh died a bit, you crossed your arms. “Give me a reason to do it. Come on.”

“I have money!” The guy shouted since the person mediating the questions had already removed the microphone from his hand to move on to find someone else who wanted to participate.

“So do I, my dude!” You shouted back before remembering you didn’t have to.

However, as you realized everyone else was laughing again, you knew it was a nice reaction to have for the public. Brie, sitting a few chairs from you, had thrown her head back to laugh, and Scarlett placed a hand on your knee as if to show you support. You risked throwing a glance behind you and caught the way Elizabeth was smiling at you and that’s all you needed to keep going on with that crazy conversation.

“Really, I have money. So, unless you’re an Arabian Prince or something, I don’t think I will be too impressed with your bank account,” you provoked and then leaned over to point at him with your free hand. “I mean, if you are an Arabian Prince, you wouldn’t want to marry me to start with because, you know, I’m not a virgin. That ship has sailed, my friend.” More laughs. “Are you a prince of some sort?” You watched as the man shook his head and started sitting down, laughing so hard you were a bit worried he would stop breathing soon. Well, at least he wasn’t offended by your reaction, but you kind of wished he was. “There we go. So you’re not a prince. And I have money, so I’m not interested in that. I’m not saying I’m richer than you, but I would only get impressed if you were a prince, sorry.”

“Someone is going to have nightmares lost in the desert tonight,” Robert joked over his own microphone, causing some more laughs.

“No, really,” you kept talking, looking at him now. “He had one question and that’s the one he chose. I even gave him a chance to make up his case because I totally ignored the biggest reason why I wouldn’t marry him. I’m gay! Everyone knows it.”

Now you were just drawing the moment because you couldn’t help yourself. People were laughing and they were having fun, and you wished to keep it like that. Also, it was a way of letting everyone know you wouldn’t put up with stupid shit like that. It could’ve been much worse, you knew that. You had seen the amount of sexist questions Scarlett got asked through the years, so you should be glad that it was a minor thing. Harmless, even, albeit very annoying. Even so, you wouldn’t let people think it was okay to brush your work to the side to ask those types of things.

“By the way,” you said, looking back to the crowd even if you couldn’t find the guy anymore, “thank you for ruining my first proposal.”

“No one ever asked you to marry them?” Holland asked in his overly excited manner.

“Nope.” You shook your head. “It just got ruined for me now. My first proposal and it happened like that.” Then, you pretended to be sad, pouting and everything.

“Oh, no,” Scarlett joined in the joke after stealing Robert’s microphone. “I hope the second one goes better.”

“Not as special as the first one.” You shrugged and that put an end to the subject, finally.

Everyone shared another laugh and the panel moved on after that. It was filled with more funny moments and you got asked some good questions after that, so, once it was over, everyone was in a good mood. Some of the cast had to attend another panel starting soon, but some of you decided to enjoy the mood to have a little celebration at the hotel bar. Once you all got there and got your drinks, your friends started talking about the things that happened during the panel, obviously addressing one of the most memorable moments.

“You dragged him!” Brie exclaimed with a laugh. “The guy has no idea what hit him!”

“He has no idea because he didn’t even realize he was wrong,” Scarlett pointed out gently, although she reached out to squeeze your shoulder. “But, damn, that was awesome.”

You rolled your eyes and shook your head. “If they don’t fire me now, I think I’m safe for another ten years or so.”

While everyone else chuckled and started talking among themselves, you noticed that Elizabeth was quiet beside you. She was sitting on the chair by your side, nursing a fancy drink that she had only taken a sip from, and looking from face to face without paying attention to what was being said. You couldn’t ignore it, of course, and quietly moved your chair a bit to get closer to her so you could lean over to whisper against her ear, masking your actions by pretending you were only getting closer to kiss her cheek.

“You okay?”

You pulled away a bit, but kept close by leaning your elbow on her armrest. Elizabeth glanced at you with wide eyes and surprise written all over her features, and you watched as she opened and closed her mouth a few times. Her pale cheeks acquired a pinky shade and, even if you worried with her, you also couldn’t help but think she was the cutest person on the planet.

“Yes, I am. Why do you ask?”

“You’re very quiet,” you pointed out gently.

“I’m always quiet, sweetie,” Elizabeth declared with a chuckle.

It was an earnest chuckle, not forced or faked, and it made you relax almost immediately. You rolled your eyes fondly now and leaned closer to kiss her cheek again “Not always,” you whispered before pulling away with one eyebrow arched, giving her a very meaningful look.

Elizabeth picked up the meaning behind your words and blushed a deep shade of red, which caused you to laugh loudly, bringing the attention of everyone back to you. Everyone there knew you two were dating and they quickly jumped in to tease both you and Elizabeth, much to your amusement and her distress.

The night was amazing despite that - or maybe because of that - but you all said your goodbyes before you got too excited with the drinks. Everyone needed to get up early the next day to be a part of more panels and other interviews, not to mention that having half of the Marvel cast getting drunk in a hotel bar was a very bad idea, so you all decided to call it a night.

You and Elizabeth kept company to Scarlett, walking her back to her room so she wouldn’t be alone, and then took the elevator again to go to the room you were sharing. As soon as you stepped inside, you kicked off your shoes and started taking off the vest you were wearing on top of a long-sleeved shirt. Elizabeth stepped in behind you, being much more pragmatic in her actions. She took her high heels and placed them neatly beside her empty luggage, then she started taking off her earrings while walking towards the safe deposit box where she had placed everything valuable. Meanwhile, you threw the vest away and lay on the bed with a deep sigh, arms and legs stretched out like a starfish.

“Oh, I wish I could sleep all day tomorrow,” you groaned, feeling the ache in your body make its presence known.

Elizabeth had her back turned at you, but you heard her chuckling softly at your words. “You should go take a shower before you pass out on the bed.”

You whined but you knew she was right. Elizabeth knew you better than anyone and she knew you could fall asleep in a minute without even realizing it. You were a bit sweaty and you also needed to remove the make-up you applied earlier that day, no matter how tired you were. Making loud noises just for drama effect, you got up and made your way to stand behind Elizabeth. She was slightly higher than you, something she liked to tease you about. You kissed Elizabeth’s shoulder gently and hummed when she leaned back against you. Your arms wrapped around her waist and you smiled when she rocked her body from one side to the other with you.

You stayed like that for a moment, just enjoying her presence and the silence in the room after a day filled with attending crowds and making interviews. After a while, Elizabeth turned around in your arms with a loving smile that made your heart a bit warmer. She pecked your lips before her hands moved to start undoing the buttons of your shirt, slowly revealing your bra beneath it. It wasn’t a sexual gesture at that moment, just something she decided to do for you to keep you close to her for another minute.

“Go take a shower,” she told you again. “You’re smelling like Evans.”

“He hugged me like a thousand times,” you complained, earning a kiss from her and an amused laugh.

You eventually managed to take the said shower, taking your precious time under the warm water to lose up some of your tense muscles. You would have to wake up extra early to wash your hair to have enough time to get to your first interview, and you wished you could stay in bed with your girlfriend all day. After getting out of the shower, you went through your skincare routine - the one that Scarlett forced on you until you put it in your daily agenda - brushed your teeth, and finally left the bathroom ready to jump in bed and go to sleep.

As soon as you stepped outside, though, you realized something was different. Well, it wouldn’t take a genius to notice that the lights around the room were almost all dim or the soft music playing in the background, but it surprised you enough that you stopped short in your tracks as you looked around. You opened your mouth to call out for Elizabeth when you spotted your girlfriend standing by one of the corners where a champagne bottle was left at some point when you were taking your shower.

You arched your eyebrow at her, but Elizabeth didn’t say anything as she walked towards you holding two glasses and smiling at you. She was still wearing her beautiful black dress, feet bare, and cheeks just a bit red, and you found yourself being rooted on the spot, hypnotized by her. You took one of the glasses when she got close enough and saw your girlfriend reach out to close the bathroom door behind you.

“What’s going on?” You asked when she took your free hand gently to pull you to the middle of the room. Elizabeth didn’t reply and you couldn’t help but keep talking out of nervousness. “I feel underdressed now. I already put my pajamas on, didn’t know we would be celebrating tonight. What are we celebrating, by the way?”

Elizabeth smiled throughout your rambling, eventually stopping you by squeezing your hand once. “There’s something I need to tell you,” she said.

“Okay,” you mumbled, suddenly much more nervous than before. The mood wasn’t somber, so you didn’t think it would be something bad, but you could never know.

“I had a plan,” Elizabeth started to explain. “I was going to wait for our anniversary, take you to ski or something equally dangerous because you enjoy this type of thing,” she chuckled fondly at that. “I would have more time to prepare a speech and there was going to be roses. I was still debating if I would do it before or after dinner.”

You had no idea what Elizabeth was talking about, so you didn’t try to stop her. Your heart was beating so fast inside your chest that you were afraid she might be hearing that, though she just looked utterly content looking at you.

“I got the champagne, at least, but the hotel couldn’t provide me the roses this late at night with such short notice. And we don’t have snow. It’s actually very, very, hot outside, and our dinner was old peanuts from the bar downstairs,” Elizabeth kept talking, her hand still holding yours and your glasses were dangerously forgotten. “You’re already in your pajamas and I’m not wearing the very cute dress I was thinking about wearing when I did this, but…” She paused, took a deep breath and let her eyes fall to your joined hands for a moment. “But I don’t think all of that would have made it any more special.”

“Lizzie,” you whispered, making her eyes snap back to yours. “I’m lost.”

Elizabeth laughed lowly and nodded. “Right, sorry.” She blinked at you. “I’m sorry someone ruined the first time you got proposed to and I can’t let you go with that lame proposal as your only proposal for longer.”

Okay, now you had a very clear idea where that was going and you felt your eyes widening immediately. Your racing heart started going even faster when Elizabeth let go of your hand to pull out a small blue box from somewhere between the folds of her dress. You had no idea how she hid that there, but you also didn’t care. Not right now. Elizabeth gently opened the box, with the inside turned at her yet, and smiled when she saw what was inside. Then, she held the box with the same hand that was holding her glass and reached out to take your hand again.

And then, because life wasn’t already crazy enough at that moment, Elizabeth got down on one knee in front of you.

“Y/N, will you marry me?”

She showed you the ring finally, but you honestly didn’t even mind what it looked like. What mattered was the woman in front of you asking you to spend the rest of your life with her. You loved Elizabeth and had known for a while that she was the one you wanted to share your life with, but you had never imagined she would be proposing to you. It surprised you enough to delay your reply for a couple of seconds, even if you had no doubt what your answer would be.

“Yes! Of course! Yes!”

Your voice was way higher than it had to be, but neither of you cared.

Still ignoring the box between you two, you leaned over to kiss her, bringing your hands to cradle her face. You forgot about the glass in your hand though and your kiss got interrupted by a yelp when Elizabeth felt the cold drink falling down her shoulder and ruining her dress. You parted and shared a look before bursting into a fit of laughter. You helped her go back to her feet, still holding her face - more carefully now - and you shared another kiss before she slid the ring on your finger.

Turns out you were wrong. Second time was even more special.

#elizabeth olsen #elizabeth olsen x reader #elizabeth olsen x you #celebrity x reader #marvel #scarlet witch #wanda maximoff #fanfic #creative writing #my writing #drabble #fluff

[esouliie]

GOLD SKIN, EAGER BABY

warnings | smut, subby!mommy wanda concerned with hurting you yet can’t help how her body reacts, she’s also such a cum slut lmao, inexperienced!reader, kissing, oral sex bc you give her head against a wall hehe :3 (18+)

Mommy Wanda fucking you cruelly like this… Mommy Wanda fucking you like that… when really it’s Mommy Wanda’s first time with you. She wanted to make it special, focusing the entire night on you, but you wouldn’t have it…not when almost every day, you’d been waking up with a sticky mess between your thighs from tempting dreams about the older woman.

You needed her just as badly as she needed you.

You see - being older and freshly divorced - she’s had more experience than you, so she’s quite self aware, knowing all too well how eagerly she comes.

She knows how uncontrollably her body reacts when she’s being eaten out. Her curvy figure tends to lash out against her restraint as waves of pleasure roll through her entire being, in a way that’s different from her usual norm, all because a tongue is now what’s fucking her… pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

The foreplay had lasted a while. Deciding to take it slow as you shared gentle caresses, longing to study each others bodies. But with how easily worked up she became, it wasn’t long before she had guided you to your knees, whispering nothing but sweet promises to guide you through these uncharted waters.

Not long later, she was close to coming. She tells you in a drawn out moan, “Fuck baby, grab onto my thighs,” not wanting to accidentally trap your head between them.

Poor baby… your first time eating a girl out, not knowing what’s ahead of you.

A sight - magnificent yet concerning - to behold.

A painstaking reward.

It starts with a sharp cry then immediate silence, followed by all the muscles in her stomach tensing in a rippling effect. Her back contorts in an unusual manner, the arch of her neck extending towards the heavens and her head pushing back against the wall. Strong hips bones begin to thrust forward, unrelenting and uncaring for your safety as they fuck your mouth. Behold the true power of the woman under you as she battles to prolong the last of her orgasm.

And then, like a dam breaking, the words spill out uncontrollably. In the midst of the silence that follows her crescendo of passion, she finds her voice.

Raw and primal.

“That's it, fuck baby," She murmurs, voice husky with need. "Feels so good, so good f'me."

Her muscles, once tense with anticipation, begin to relax, trembling from the exertion. Luckily, your hands are still on her thighs, and not only did you prevent yourself from dying of suffocation (not that this was the worst way to go) but you also managed to stop your girlfriend from collapsing to the ground.

With her weight supported by your hands, you rose to your feet, immediately seeking out her soft lips.

A hand against your chest stops you. “You okay, sweetheart?” She asks, breathless as her fingers search meticulously, the wetness undeniable as it soaks the lower half of your face.

“I’m okay, Mommy. Was fun.” You smile so sweetly she can’t help but give in, melting against your plumped lips. Her eager tongue gliding along yours, coaxing the sweetest of sounds from you, as she commits the taste of herself on your tongue to memory.

“Come, baby.” She grabs your hands, guiding you to the edge of the bed as she gets down on her knees. With eyes full of mischief and hands edging closer towards your panties, she husks, “Mama wants a taste too.”

#i don’t rlly like this but oh well #my fics! ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x y/n #wanda maximoff x you #— [ᗢ] : drabbles.

[wandasgf]

thinking... ceo!wanda during the dinner of the opening of her new branch

"You're nothing but a pretty face, huh?" Wanda coos affectionately, squeezing your cheeks together with one hand, making you pout inadvertently. "It's no wonder everyone's been looking at you tonight. Eyeing you like some kind of object, but you didn't notice, did you, dollface?"

You want to say 'no, of course not' because you've only been paying attention to her tonight, hanging off her arm and giggling even when her jokes aren't funny, ignoring any of her colleagues trying to get your attention, but she's not giving you any room to respond, and with the way her hand is gripping your cheeks it's not like you'd be able to speak properly anyway, any words would come out jumbled and hard to understand.

"No, of course you didn't." She smiles, looking down at you fondly. "Because there's nothing going on in that pretty little head of yours except mommy, is there?" she asks, it's a rhetorical question of course, but the hum of affirmation you let out makes her happy none the less. "Mommy's pretty little doll."

#alice's drabbles ! #is that a tag? idk #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x reader

[scarletlizzard]

Can't get emo!Wanda out of my head today.

How she would treat you so differently than everyone else, especially behind closed doors. She would laugh at all your ridiculous jokes and blush like crazy. She would love spending time with you in your room because it smells like you and it comforts her.

The two of you would stay up so late watching her favorite sitcoms over and over, just cuddling and holding hands. You love to play with the rings she wears on her fingers, and each day you would pick a different one to call your favorite.

When no one is around she teaches you to cook her favorite Sokovian dishes in the kitchen, telling you all the secrets in the recipes and blushing so hard when you tell her how amazing it tastes and that she's an amazing cook.

She would be the best listener ever. Wanda loves to just listen to your voice, obsessed with the sound of it. You think she's just watching you as you talk, until a week later she brings up a small detail from the conversation you had.

Wanda totally paints your nails for you.

You sit in your bed, back to the headboard. She sits in your lap, with her skirt bunched up on her thighs as her hand grabs yours. You watch her tongue sit between her teeth as she concentrates.

"Would you stop moving so much?" She jokes, and if you didn't know her so well, you wouldn't have understood what she said because around you she speaks so comfortably her accent flows, coming out thick.

"How am I supposed to sit still when the prettiest girl in the world is sitting in my lap?" You say with a serious expression. Wanda blushes, and you just might die because of it.

"Hold still," she says softer, with a laugh escaping her lips. Her green eyes flicking up to you for only a second. You don't miss the small smile that tugs at the corners of her mouth.

You're silent only for a moment as she dips the brush into the polish again.

"You're so cute when you blush," you chuckle and watch as her cheeks get darker. Her grip on your hand gets tighter as she puts on another coat of polish.

"You're so annoying," Wanda groans and rolls her eyes, but you can see the smile growing wider on her lips.

She would paint your nails whatever color you wanted, but would leave your ring finger empty. That fingernail she would paint the color she wore on her own nails. Wanda would paint hers the same way, making sure to match.

#scarletlizzard writes #drabbles #wanda maximoff #marvel #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x you #wanda x fem!reader #wanda x gn!reader #emo wanda #emo wanda has my heart #wanda in a skirt ahhhhh

[marveicinematics]

the roommate (natasha x reader, smut)

Summary : You get a little too nosy about your roommate’s life, and she decides to make you forget about all your questions.

Pairing : Nathasha Romanoff x female reader.

Words : 1,345.

TW : Smut. Dirty talk, fingering, oral sex, squirting.

Note : Repost from a post I unwillingly deleted!

“Where have you been?“ You shouted when Natasha walked inside the apartment, shoving her bag against the wall before sitting down on the couch.

“Nowhere.“

Natasha had been your roommate for three weeks, now. Most of the time, the two of you had fun. It was nights out with drinks, watching Netflix all day long, ordering pizza while chatting about your ex-lovers and experiences. You found out about pieces of her life, mostly insignificant details. Like, that one time she had a threesome with two girls in a luxury hotel bathroom. Details that were described enough for you to start soaking your panties right next to her, sitting on the damn couch.

Natasha was attractive. No, she was stunning and hot and mostly fuckable. You stopped counting the number of times you pleasured yourself thinking about her body and how sassy she was. Her whole attitude was making you weak on your knees, and you stopped trying to hide it, at some point.

But Natasha was hiding so much from you. One of the things she refused to tell you was where she was, when she disappeared for days.

“You know I almost called the cops, right? It’s been almost a week.“

“Missing me, babe?“ She teased, a smirk on her face as your cheeks turned a warmer shade of red hearing the pet name she just gave you.

“I was worried.“ You replied, crossing your arms against your chest.

The seriousness emanating from your stance must have cool her down, because she sighed loudly, and left the living room, walking straight toward her bedroom.

“Natasha, wait!“ You shouted, following her, determined to find out what your roommate was up to.

She simply ignored your plead, entering the bedroom without giving you a look. When you arrived, Natasha was standing nearby her bed, her t-shirt shoved on the floor, revealing a push-up bra you had never seen before. It wasn’t the first time you saw Natasha half-naked, but you couldn’t help to stop and stare. Fuck, she was the definition of sex appeal.

“Like what you see, babe?“

She must have noticed your reaction, because she didn’t look as bothered from your presence, now. Her smirk was back on her face and this sparkle in her eyes would let you know that she wasn’t going to let you go this easily.

“I’m sorry, we will talk later.“ You mumbled, taking a step back as Natasha was walking towards you.

“Oh, come on.“ She said, closing the space in between you. “You seem so stressed, lately. Let me take care of you, just for once, okay? You know I’m good at this.“

You froze. It wasn’t because of the fact that she mentioned that you looked stressed lately, despite the fact that you hadn’t seen her in days. It wasn’t because of the way her hand grabbed your shorts to push them down your legs, revealing your panties. No, you froze because no matter how many times you had thought about Natasha fucking you senseless, hearing her say it made your pussy clenched faster than ever before.

“Oh, my god. Someone’s wet already.“

You didn’t even realize how her fingers disappeared between your bodies before she actually touched you. Right there, rubbing your clit through the fabric of the panties, making moan louder than you should have. She was right, you were already wet for her. And you had no idea how to control it.

Your mouth found hers, and it was really your only reaction. Kissing her, tasting her pink lips for the first time, so she wouldn’t say anything that would make you dripping wet in a matter of seconds. Natasha reciprocated the kiss so fiercely, as if she had been waiting for it. Maybe she was. You were, at least. You thought about it every time she smiled, every time she bit down her lower lip, every time you heard moans coming from her room and you knew she had her own hand buried deep between her thighs.

You were getting sweaty just from the kiss and the way her fingers worked wonders against your panties. Taking one step back, you took your shirt off, revealing your naked chest. Once again, that sparkle in Nat’s eyes. You knew you were in for a good time. Laying down on her bed, you spread your legs as wide as you could. She crawled on the bed, right between your thighs, and it was the most erotic vision you ever had. Her expert hands took your panties off your body and, before you knew it, her mouth was against your pussy, devouring it.

“Fuck, Nat!“ You screamed as you felt her tongue licking your slits eagerly, eyes locked with yours. “That’s so hot, baby.“

You felt her fingers tightening against your thighs, probably leaving bruises along the way, but you loved it. Eyes rolling back and heart racing, you felt Nat’s tongue entering your cunt as deep as she could. It wasn’t just a guess, you already knew this would be the best fuck of your life.

“Oh god, yes. Keep going, please.“

You didn’t even know why you were so talkative. As if she was going to stop. Her fingers started massaging your clit, and soon enough she was ruthlessly touching it, sending shivers down your spine.

“Wait,“ you tried to speak between loud moans, feeling your pussy clench around her tongue already. “You’re gonna... You’re gonna make me cum.“

It didn’t seem to stop her. Her tongue left your pussy, only for two of her fingers to dive deep inside you, curling just a little, exactly how you needed it — right there. Fingering you as hard as she could, her second hand was still abusing your swollen clit. You felt it build, stronger and stronger, deep inside yourself. It wasn’t like any orgasm you had before. It was deep and strong, it was taking its time, making you scream in anticipation. She took you right there, on the edge of the most breath-taking orgasm. Your legs trembling already, the sound of her fingers slamming inside your wet pussy, your heavy breath as you felt everything around you spin.

And you came, squirting on her bed in a way you never even knew was possible. You came hard, screaming incoherent words as her fingers kept fucking you.

“That’s it, baby“ you heard her say, “let it all out“. And her fingers wouldn’t stop, even when you thought you were done.

“Natasha, I can’t...— Oh my god, oh my god, yes.“

She didn’t stop, even after you finished squirting. Her fingers covered with your orgasm, she kept fucking your oversensitive pussy harder than before. You felt it build again inside you, so quickly. There was no way she was making you cum again, was there?

“Once again, be a good girl, yeah?“

You don’t even know why you nodded, whispering “yes“. You were just lost in pleasure and sensations you had never ever felt before. The orgasm was nearing again, and Natasha could feel it. While she fingered you a little slower, her tongue found your clit, licking it up and down expertly. Once again, your eyes rolled back. And once again, you knew she was going to make you cum. Hard.

One of your hand grabbed her hair, pushing her face against your needy cunt. You wanted to cum, you needed it. Your hips started to thrust back at her fingers’ pace, feeling them slamming harder and deeper inside you. Damn, she was hitting that spot again.

“Fuck, I’m coming again. Baby, don’t stop, I’m coming again!“

It was only a matter of seconds, and you were riding your second orgasm. Not as strong as the first one, but enough for you to see stars and heavens.

“Oh! Fuck!“ You screamed shamelessly. “Natasha, fuck fuck fuck fuck yes!“

Your dirty mouth seemed to amuse her. When you opened your eyes again, she was staring down at you, smirking again.

“Up for round two, babe?“

That’s when you knew. Natasha would not let you sleep, tonight.

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[chaosmagicss]

hiii i see your requests are open soo-

would you write a fluffy fic y/n & wanda paint each others nails cuz they're bored and there's nothing else to do and it's late at night

like tooth rotting fluff xx

oh to let a pretty girl paint my nails at two in the morning

warnings: none! just pure fluff :D

words: 901

You would say you don’t know how you ended up here, cross legged on Wanda’s bed at two in the morning as she paints your nails an assortment of colours, but you really do know how.

You’re disgustingly, awfully smitten with her.

It’s obvious to everyone except Wanda, who still finds it in herself to doubt if you actually like her company and don’t just hang out with her because she’s the only person your age in the team. Somehow, she doesn’t notice that you practically trip over your own feet to do anything with or for her.

She’d been adorably when clumsily asking if you wanted to have a sleepover, and even more adorably excited when you said yes, immediately jumping into action and gathering what she deemed essential; extra blankets and pillows, a wide selection of movies, snacks. And nail polish, apparently.

Wanda’s been focused on doing your nails now for almost ten minutes, methodically planning out the colour of each nail before she even started. You’ve made it through seven fingers, your heart pumping sporadically and your skin burning where she’s holding your hand to keep it still.

She’s so focused that she hasn’t noticed your blatant staring as she works. You can’t tear your gaze away from her face; her furrowed brow and the teeth caught on her bottom lip as she concentrates on putting the nail polish on flawlessly. Her hair is pulled back messily, a few stray hairs falling in front of her face, but she doesn’t pay them any mind.

She’s almost annoyingly pretty.

And then her eyes flick up. You aren’t quick enough to pretend you haven’t been staring, and Wanda’s cheeks flush as a grin pulls at her lips. And god, it’s just not fair that she’s that pretty.

“Is there something on my face?” she asks, softly, and you blink, shaking your head.

“No,” you say quietly. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to stare.”

Wanda hums, eyes darting between yours and lower, and you can feel your face warming. Her hand turns yours over, thumb smoothing over your palm, and your heart skips. She looks down briefly, to where she’s touching you, and when she looks back up at you, the air around you thickens with tension.

“Do you stare a lot?” she asks after a moment, her voice barely a whisper. You don’t have it in you to audibly respond, so instead you just nod softly, moving your thumb to find hers, brushing against it shyly.

One moment, you’re struggling to pull your eyes away from her even though she’s caught you staring at her like an idiot, and the next, she’s leaning in and your eyes are fluttering shut as her lips find yours.

The kiss is soft, shy, and if an asteroid were to hit Earth in the next second, you’d die happy.

Wanda breaks the kiss first, leaning back enough to meet your eyes. She blinks at you, with blown pupils and a shy little smile, and you swear your heart melts inside your chest. You swallow hard, fighting a smile of your own as you lift a hand to her cheek. Wordlessly, you pull her back in; she sighs against your lips when your tongue swipes at her bottom lip just to tease her, and her hands find leverage on your shoulders as she shifts onto her knees, clearly intent on moving closer.

You shift the hand on her face, brushing the backs of your fingers tenderly against her cheek, and Wanda makes a small noise before breaking away. You grunt in confusion, trying to chase her until she presses at your shoulders, forehead resting against yours.

“You wiped it on me,” she whispers, and you mumble another confused sound, leaning back to look at her. “The nail polish.”

There, on her flushed cheek, is a streak of smudged red nail polish.

“Oh,” you fumble. “Sorry.” You wipe your thumb against it in an attempt to get it off, grimacing when the action only makes the smudge worse. “Uh, that’s not comin’ off easy.”

Wanda grins, a small giggle bubbling up her throat, and you can’t help but grin stupidly, too. She bites into her lip as her laughter dies down, and slowly, you lean back in until your lips skim against hers. Wanda hums softly, bumping your nose with her own, and it’s her who closes the gap. She crawls into your lap when you nip at her bottom lip, but when you lick at her bottom lip again, she draws back.

“I need to finish your nails,” she whispers, leaning her forehead against yours. “Then you have to do mine.”

You shake your head, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to her lips. “Wanna kiss you instead,” you murmur.

Wanda breathes a small laugh, pulling back again with newly flushed cheeks. “After,” she says quietly, lifting a hand to your face, skimming her thumb across your lips.

You hum, blinking up at her. “Promise?”

Her own smile widens, and she nods gently. “I promise.” She kisses the tip of your nose, and your eyes flutter in response, prompting another smile to pull at her lips. “Just gotta clean my face quickly.”

“Fine,” you groan dramatically, hoisting her out of your lap. She giggles as she climbs to her feet and heads into the little ensuite, but not before bending over to steal another kiss.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x y/n #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda fluff #wanda drabble #mine #j is writing

[maxislvt]

Thinking about babysitter!reader fucking Wanda in the back of her mini van.

(Also, this is only a fic request if you want it to be! Otherwise, enjoy the imagery😌)

Love your work btw<3

warnings: power bottom!Wanda, service top!r, amab!r, semipublic sex, age gap relationship

thank you for the compliment :) I hope you enjoy this! also shout-out to @wndaswife for inspo. PLEASE GO READ HER POWER BOTTOM WANDA FIC IT'S SOOO GOOD

Though you took pride in being a good role model for all the young children you babysat, you found yourself in a situation that could only be described as scandalous.

Wanda Maximoff, the mother of two wonderful twin boys and a pillar of the community, was pinned beneath you and almost entirely nude in the back of her Honda. The fact it was in the parking lot of an abandoned mall certainly didn't help. It would be a lie to say you didn't see it coming. You and Wanda had truly only been together a few weeks. The increasingly scandalous outfits and jokes at the expense of your virginity were a dead giveaway about how she was feeling. You were shocked it didn't happen sooner.

"Oh, you'd be as red as a tomato if you heard what the other moms around town wanna do to that pretty face of yours."She whispered with the same drawl that got you into this whole mess. It was easier to fall in love with her again than it was to tell her no. The hand stroking down the length of your shaft was relentless. "Especially that little nose of yours." Wanda guided your tip up and down her slit until you were practically shaking. "But you only want your mommy, isn't that right?"

You nodded frantically. "Just you, I promise." Your admission earned you the privilege of burying yourself inside of the warmth of Wanda's cunt, but you hesitated to take advantage of it. "D-don't I need a condom?" You asked foolishly. You were still so careful and nervous about everything. "And isn't it a crime to have sex in public? I'd hate for you to —"

Wanda wrapped one of her legs around your waist and pulled you forward. A low moan fell from her lips as you slid inside of her. "If I wanted you to wear a condom, I would've brought you one." She pulled you in for a kiss just as she started moving her hips against you. "Don't worry about that, okay? Just focus on making me feel good." One of her hands moved down to guide your hips into the pace she wanted. "That's it, nice and slow for mommy."

A low whine escaped your lips. "Mommy, you feel so good." You mumbled out in a daze. Nothing could ever truly compare to the feeling of Wanda's walls sucking you deeper inside of her. The confidence that you had built up weeks in advance meant nothing at that moment. You were nothing more than a pet for your lover to boss around and tease. "You're so warm," You whimpered. An unusual stroke of boldness took over as you began to grope at Wanda's chest. The mound of soft flesh felt heavenly in your hand. You were tempted to lean down and suck on it.

"You can be rough, baby. I want you to hurt me." There was an edge of excitement in her voice. It only grew as you began tugging on her nipples. "Fuck, just like that!" Wanda's moans had become increasingly broke and desperate. "I can feel you twitching baby. Are you gonna cum?" She purposely clenched around you tighter as you shook your head. "Are you sure? Mommy won't be upset if you do."

You clenched your eyes shut and tried focusing on the rhythm. "No Mommy, I can hold it. I promise." You weren't entirely confident in that statement. Your fingers abandoned Wanda's nipples and opted to focus on her clit instead. The bundle of nerves was almost too wet for you to properly stimulate.

Wanda was endeared by your sacrifice and was more than willing to test the stamina she knew you didn't have yet. However, the trunk of her car wasn't the most ideal place to do that. She hooked her ankles together behind your back. Her hips rolled against yours desperate to squeeze every last drop of cum out of you. "I'll tell you when I want you to hold it, but right now mommy wants you to fill her up. Can you do that?"

Of course, you could do that. Rope after rope of your cum painted Wanda's walls until you had nothing to give. Feeling her cunt flutter and gush around your dick was almost too much. You buried your face into Wanda's neck, embarrassed by how much was coming out of you. "I'm sorry, it won't stop," You mumbled weakly. You would've had to pull out at some point, but you started to dread the mess to come actively.

Wanda affectionately rubbed your back and whispered praises in your ear as you shook on top of her. "You did such a good job for Mommy," She coed. Her fingers tangled into your hair and played with it while you slowly caught your breath. "I know it feels good but we still have errands to run, remember?"

The groan you made as you pulled out didn't go unheard, but it was a bit upsetting to have the moment interrupted. You wiped yourself off then got dressed. It wasn't until you finished dressing yourself that you realized Wanda's problem."Are…are you going to the store like that?" Your eyes were immediately drawn to the already ruined panties. "Aren't you worried it'll leak out?"

Wanda shook her head as she climbed out of the van. "If that happens, you'll just have to use that pretty mouth of yours to lick it up."

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